Jodie's Slaves Part One - Sex Stories

Jodie's Slaves Part One

... beneath the thin fabric. I couldn’t help it, her distraction and confusion were turning me on.

Barb said she would give me a riding lesson tomorrow. I could hardly wait. It was time. It had to be now or I would lose it and do something stupid before I had her all locked up. She let me take her car to do my shopping. I was humbled by her trust in me, but that was not going to be enough to stop me.

I bought some clothes. Two dresses that the shopgirl said were "Boho style" I did not know what that meant, but one had thin spaghetti straps and the other was a wrap style that could be loosened or tightened depending on how much you wanted the neckline to plunge. Both were lovely florals with touches of lace...something that would match well with the country decor of the house...something that would make me look like I belonged. They were also very thin, flowing fabrics. They would show off my figure perfectly and would tease anyone looking at me with what the fabric only just managed to hide. I also got some more sensible items...a few pairs of jeans and more durable shirts for working around the house and in the barn...a couple of nightdresses that were simple enough that an untutored girl my age might believe they were modest, even though they were anything but.

I flirted with the guy in the adult bookstore until he let me in. I purchased a couple of items there that I decided were absolutely necessary. And then I went to the Goodwill store. After almost an hour of ...

... searching, I managed to find what I needed...a medium sized trunk that locked. Some of my purchases and plans could not be found accidentally by other members of the family. My last stop was to buy a smartphone. I had never owned one before. Over a sub from the nearby deli, I familiarized myself with the controls and features.

I put on a suitably embarrassed face when asked about the trunk. After all, the room they had given me was fully furnished and really had everything I could need.

"I am sorry....It's just...I mean, it has nothing to do with you guys! But...well, Mom would sell anything that wasn't locked down to get money for drugs and...well...I can't sleep anymore unless I know I can keep my things safe. I guess I didn't think how it would look to you all! I never meant to insult you, honest!"

Sympathy flooded Barb's face and even Bill turned his face away for a moment. Then Barb put her arms around me and I was delighted to find she hugged me the same way I had greeted her originally, full length and tightly pressed together. Bill did not notice, but patted my shoulder uncomfortably.

"We are not insulted, Jodi. You do whatever you need to in order to feel at home here," he said gruffly. I smiled into Barb's hair before pulling away with an expression of shame and dragged the trunk to my room...my "specialty" items already inside and hidden.

Julie came to my room later and took my new phone. She added contact information for the whole family. "So I could ...