FSE

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Xeila belongs to:http://www.furaffinity.net/user/fallenfolf

Kris sat alone at home. With the kids off at college being a stay at home mom got very boring very quickly. Arty was at work and there was nothing good on TV. She sat on the couch drumming her fingers on the arm of the sofa, her sizable chest moving as she breathed slowly in and out. Her paw was creeping its way under her dress when she had an idea: call Xeila. She got up and walked hurriedly to the phone. She picked it up and dialed Xeila's number. The phone rang a few times before the folfess picked up.

"Hello?" Asked Xeila.

"Xeila? It's Kris, I think it's about time that you trained me to be a dom." Said Kris, getting straight to the point.

"Very well, I'm not teaching today, why not come to my house in an hour?" Suggested Xeila.

"That's fine by me, see you then." Said Kris, hanging up the phone.

Kris got a bag and packed some supplies into it: Jean's strap on, Kyle's fleshlight, and plenty of lube. An hour passed by quickly and soon the lynx was on her way to Xeila's house. When she knocked the door opened quickly, and she was greeted by her son and daughter in French maid's outfits.

"Shouldn't you two be in school?" Asked Kris.

"When our mistress asks for us, we must always heed the call." Responded Kyle.

"Please come in, our mistress is waiting for you in the master bedroom." Said Jean, taking their mother's bag and leading her up to Xeila's bedroom.

Jean opened the door and was greeted by Xeila in hir trademark outfit: a black leather corset, thigh high stockings, a short leather skirt, and black leather gloves. Kris blushed and felt a heat in her groin and for a moment wished to be dommed too, but she knew that wasn't why she was there, and pushed the thoughts of jumping on Xeila's bed out of her mind.

"That will be all for now, pet. Go join your brother downstairs." Ordered Xeila to Jean, who curtsied and left them alone.

"To dom, you must first dress for the part." Grinned Xeila.

Kris nodded and started undressing while Xeila dug through hir closet. By the time the lynx had gotten down to her bra and panties Xeila had selected an outfit for Kris' training: a purple vinyl corset with matching boots and purple fishnet gloves. Kris noticed that shi hadn't selected anything to cover her crotch.

"No skirt?" Asked Kris.

"No, it will work better if you let your cunt be visible. It will really drive your son wild, at the very least." Smiled Xeila.

Kris nodded and took off her bra and panties. Her perky D breasts and furry pussy felt the cool air, which made her nipples stand at attention. She quickly dressed and the two of them went downstairs. Kris was surprised to find that Jean and Kyle weren't in maid's outfits anymore. Jean was in a black peephole bra and matching panties, and Kyle was wearing panties that matched his sister's. He was already hard and dripping into them, and Jean had a growing wet patch in hers'. When Xeila walked over to them they stood at attention. Shi quickly caressed both Jean's slit and Kyle's length, one with each paw. Kyle whimpered and Jean moaned gently. Then, Xeila walked behind them and slipped hir paws into their panties, rubbing at their tailholes. Finally, shi rested hir elbows on their shoulders and leaned on them.

"The trick to domming isn't to give them what they want right away, but to help them realize what they want and work your way up to it. It's also about attitude. You must act like you own them. To start I'll tell you exactly what Jean wants from you, and then you can work out what Kyle wants yourself." Stated Xeila.

The folfess walked over to hir coffee table, Kris saw that her otters had gone through her bag and laid the contents of it out on a table. She blushed knowing that Kyle saw she took his fleshlight, but decided that there wasn't time for embarrassment and ignored those thoughts. Xeila walked over to the table and picked up the strap on, one bottle of lube, and handed them to Kris, shi then proceeded to walk over to Jean and turn her around, bending her over. Shi lowered her panties just enough to show her tailhole.

Kris blushed again, getting such a scenic view of her daughter. She put down the toy and lube, and sauntered over to her daughter. Xeila grinned, her new pupil hadn't taken hir bait and gone straight to what hir pet wanted. Kris leaned down, inspecting her daughter's rump, then gave her pucker a long, slow lick. Jean moaned out. Next, she suckled on a finger and teased her daughter's tailhole with it.

"You want me to fuck your tight tailhole?" Goaded Kris.

"Yes!" Moaned out Jean, the teasing adding kindling to her desire.

"Yes what?" Asked Kris.

"Yes, mistress!" Called out Jean.

Kris stuck a second finger into Jean's tailhole and slid them in and out slowly. Kris looked over to Kyle, he was standing still with his paws at his sides, but his cock was visibly throbbing in his panties, a strand of pre already hanging off the tip of his bulge. Kris giggled at her son and slid her fingers out of Jean's tailhole. Jean squeaked as Kris gave her rump a quick slap.

"You still want me to fuck you?" Asked Kris.

"Please, mistress..." Begged Jean.

"If you want it so badly, you wouldn't mind worshiping me." Replied Kris.

"Worshiping you?" Asked Jean, looking back at her mother.

Kris didn't say it again, but simply pointed down to her furred pussy. Jean got it immediately and walked over to her mother, burying her muzzle in Kris's bush. She desperately licked at Kris' cunt, sliding her tongue in and out of the lynx's pussy and teasing her clit every so often. Kris was surprised how skilled her daughter was at eating her out, and felt herself getting ready to cover Jean's muzzle with cum. Kris looked over at Kyle, who was still being an obedient pet, not touching himself or moving, but watching the two of them, mesmerized. Kris shot Kyle a snarky grin before gripping Jean's muzzle and pushing her into her cunt as it clamped down on her. Kris moaned loudly as she sprayed Jean's muzzle with girlcum, not letting go of Jean's muzzle until it was dripping wet. Jean didn't pull back when Kris released her, but kept herself at her mother's crotch. Kris was surprised how well trained her daughter was. Kris looked at Xeila, who smiled and nodded at her.

"I think she's earned a reward." Said Xeila, her skirt bulged.

"You're right. Jean, go lean over the couch with your tail in the air." Ordered Kris.

Jean couldn't hide her enthusiasm as she hurriedly walked over to the couch and leaned over the back of it, her rudder raised. Kris went back to the table and grabbed the toy and lube. By now she was so wet that the part of the toy that was intended to go inside of her had no issue going in. She affixed the harness to keep in in place, then slathered it in lube. She walked over to her daughter, still wearing those black panties, and pulled them down ever so slightly to expose her tailhole, then rested the tip of the toy against it.

Jean gasped loudly when she felt the cold lube against her skin, then moaned audibly as Kris pushed it inside. Kris didn't work up to a quick pace, and instead slapped her thighs against Jean's rump, thrusting powerfully into her. Each thrust sent part of the toy into her own tailhole and she remembered why she loved this toy. She gripped Jean's hips as she fucked her, and felt another pressure in her cunt as it sprayed into the harness and all over the floor. Jean moaned loudly and shuddered as she squirted a load of girlcum into her panties, the excess dripping through the fabric and onto the floor. Kris didn't stop when they both had cum, continuing to pound into her daughter. She felt another load cumming and shot Kyle another grin. The poor boyott was desperate to touch himself. Jean moaned again and squirted into her panties a second time. Kris felt herself have another orgasm and rested against her daughter. She slowly pulled out and Jean leaned forward against the couch.

"Very good, now for Kyle's turn." Grinned Xeila.

Kris looked at her son, he obviously wanted someone, anyone, to touch his cock. So Kris knew not to do that. She knelt down in front of Kyle and examined his throbbing length, his panties now soaked with pre. Kyle looked down hopefully at her, the look on his face almost begging for her to touch his length. Kris gave a mischievous look and gently blew on her son's cock. He shuddered heavily when he felt it, but didn't dare cum.

"Hrm, I think you've suffered enough, but what Kyle wants most... son, bend over the couch next to where your sister is." Smiled Kris.

Kyle obeyed. By the time he got there Jean was at attention again and leaning over the back of the couch. Xeila had taken off hir leather skirt and was nudging hir monster against Jean's cunt. Kris walked over to Kyle and slowly pulled off his panties. Right as Xeila thrust into Jean she stood up and brought her paw to her son's rump with a loud "clap." Kyle moaned out lustily and his cock spit a rope of pre onto the sofa.

"You're not to cum without my permission... got it?" Asked Kris.

"Y-yes, mistress." Responded Kyle.

Xeila thrusted into Jean, hir knot slapping against her cunt. Jean was so wet from Kris' riding her that she took Xeila's cock with no problem at all. Kris spanked Kyle again. His length shot another rope of pre onto the sofa. He knew he wouldn't be able to resist cumming if she spanked him again. When Kris brought up her paw to slap his rump again he spoke up.

"Please don't... I'll cum..." Begged Kyle.

"Good." Grinned Kris as she brought her paw against his rump again.

Kyle let out a strained moan as his cock fired rope after rope of cum onto the back of the couch. He gripped the couch tightly as he messily adorned Xeila's sofa with a creamy white coating. Kyle had fired fifteen thick ropes of cum before sinking to the floor. He looked up at his mother, who still had a grin on her face. Xeila let out a groan and pulled out of Jean, pointing hir monster at Kyle as it fired a barrage of cumshots onto the spent boyott. He was thoroughly covered before Xeila was done cumming. Kris stood back and looked at their work. One of her otters was covered in cum, and the other was so tired she could barely keep herself standing.

"Jean, Kyle, lick up this mess while Xeila and I relax." Ordered Kris.

The two doms walked into the kitchen while Jean and Kyle complied. Kyle licked up all that he could off himself while Jean licked up the mess on the couch, savoring the tangy taste of her brother's cum. After she finished the couch she took care of the spots on himself that he couldn't reach, paying special attention to his cock. It had gotten fully hard before Xeila called from the other room.

"You two better not make even more of a mess in there." Called Xeila, cheerily.

Kyle pouted and went upstairs to take a shower. Jean went to a closet to get supplies to properly clean the couch, then followed her brother. Kris and Xeila relaxed in the kitchen, enjoying some coffee.

"So that's what it's like to be a dom?" Asked Kris.

"Yup. You did pretty well for your first time. Just remember, I'm your son and daughter's dom. If you want a pet all to yourself, you're going to have to find one yourself." Cautioned Xeila.

"Understood." Replied Kris, knowing better than to cross her son and daughter's mistress.