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The small negative pregnancy test sat on the kitchen table on a plate, alongside two matching teacups. Morticia had found the test in her daughter's room the night before and decided to confront Wednesday in the morning. Which led to their morning encounter where her daughter, confronted by her mother, had confessed that her father had taken her in her bed 3 weeks ago while Morticia was away to visit her sister. Morticia was appalled that her daughter was engaging in such acts at her young age and with her father no less!
Despite her emotions Morticia sat stoic as her daughter continued on to her mother about the "incident".
"-and mother he forced it into me and held me tight, I couldn't move. I swear i did not seek this out, you must believe me." the girl lowered her
head to her mother, taking a sip of the tea her mother offered her earlier and waiting to hear her words of understanding. She did not receive them. Morticia reached for her daughter's lowered chin, bringing them face to face. "I believe that I'll have to discourage these behaviors from you, as soon as possible.",
She could see the mix of despair and fear on her daughter's face, but this needed to be done. Her delicate fingers pushed a lock of raven hair from her daughter's devastated face, "come with me dear, I have everything ready."
The two walked in unison down one of the many dark hallways in the old home, their footsteps matching until the pale girl misstepped, as she was not known to do. Wednesday quickly started to feel the effects of the tea her mother had laced earlier, her world starting to get fuzzy, tilting and swaying. Morticia caught the small girl effortlessly, resuming the walk to the attic where everything had been prepared.
Wednesday laid unconscious as her mother gently undressed her atop the big mattress she had prepared. Morticia took her time peeling away layers of black to reveal her daughter's pale, unblemished skin, removing her training bra and caressing her lightly until she reached Wednesday's small black panties. Her eye's fixed to the point between her child's thighs.
The woman hesitated, looking at her daughter's face and back to her covered privates before slowly lowering her face to the small girl's covered pussy, inhaling her musk deeply.
"I can see why your father took to this hole..", Morticia groaned as she buried her slim nose against Wednesday's small clutch, feeling her daughter dampen and squirm at her attentions. With great effort and discipline she pulled away and composed herself before stripping the girl of her panties. Morticia put the child's clothes away, stopping to grab a small basket of objects before returning to the bed.
The woman sat between her daughter's slim legs, her long fingers working at the girl's small pink hole. Wednesday was almost prepared for her punishment. Her resting body was bound, her arms tied together behind her back while her legs were tied to two bedposts, giving her mother complete access to the warmth between her thighs.