Jodie's Slaves Part One - Sex Stories

Jodie's Slaves Part One

Barbara

I watched Jodi come up the path after being dropped off by an Uber. I step to the door and wait until she is close enough to not have to shout before greeting her. My heart goes out to this young woman I have met several times and grown to care for her situation. Jodi is a tough young woman who’s been through a lot with a drug addicted mother now in jail and an absent father she barely knows. To look at her pretty smiling face and sexy young body with her thin waist and large breasts and that long brown hair swept back from the breeze it would be hard to guess she is as bitter with life as she seems after getting to know her just a little. I hope that bringing her into our home turns out to be a good thing for her. Even though she is a year older than my step daughter Julie, they became friends and are graduating together since Jodi was held back a year in grade school. They are not the best of friends but still became friendly enough and like me she feels sorry for her and wants to help her out. They are opposites in some ways and it seems to work for them. Where Jodi is outgoing and confident and tough from the life of hard knocks, Julie is quiet and sweet and giving. They are equally different in looks. Julie is tiny at only 5 feet tall and less than 100 with dark eyes and hair like her father. She has that girlish look that will last for many years and looks more like 13 than 18 Jodi at 5 foot 6 and 130 pounds she is taller and bigger than I am at 5 feet 3 ...

... inches and 123 pounds. She is perfectly portioned where I am more curvy with D cup breasts.

When she is only a few feet away and ready to speak I see her looking at me with a nice smile but also that look that feels almost like she is checking me out as her eyes are on my body as much as they are my face.

Jodi

I walked up the path slowly, everything I owned in the duffel over my shoulder. Except for some secondhand clothes and mostly empty toiletries, I didn’t have much. There was only one thing I would be unwilling to part with. My Dad’s old laptop. It had been top of the line when he bought it, full security, maximum memory, cpu that will play the largest MMORPG without a hitch or glitch…not that I played online games. No, I had found a much more satisfying hobby…

But I had to be careful here. Julie’s mom was not a drugged out freak like mine was. She was bound to notice me surfing the BDSM sites I had found. I could not afford to let that happen. I **needed** those! Finding out there were other people who fantasized about hurting women, humiliating them, making them beg like whiny little bitches, was a revelation to me. I never knew my hidden feelings could be used for sexual pleasure. It saved my life. True, most of the posters were men, and that took away a bit of the validation, but not all…

I tucked my darker thoughts away in their hidden corner and smiled at Julie’s mom, waiting at the door for me. It really was nice of her to let me stay here. My fucked up ...