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Jodie's Slaves Part One
Date: 5/1/2024, Categories: Fantasy Authoritarian, BDSM Blackmail, Discipline, Domination/submission First Time Incest Written by women Young Author: barbarabadgirl, Source: sexstories.com
... kitchen. Why don't you get unpacked and meet us in the kitchen when you are ready. I’m sure Julie will be down by then” Jodi Her face was slightly flushed as she turned toward the door and I beamed in satisfaction. I had made her respond! I wonder what else I could make her do… I scolded myself as I tossed my few bits of clothing into the dresser. Don’t mess this up, Jodi! You have nowhere else to go! But I don’t think I was really listening. Her body had been firmly pressed to mine. I wanted to test that firmness...maybe with clothespins, or binder clips! I slid my laptop beneath the mattress before finally picking up the envelope on the dresser. Wow! So much money! I looked down at my sadly out of date blouse and torn jeans. Maybe I should get some new clothes, something just revealing enough without being obvious...Something I could play with. Julie was in the kitchen when I came down and ran over to hug me. This hug was innocent, chaste. Julie was not my chosen prey. She was almost too young, but I had to guard myself around her mom, I was coming to discover. “Your Mom is so nice!” I gushed to her, “Now we can be almost sisters...um...unless that is too presumptuous of me.” I feigned embarrassment and looked at my feet. “It’s just that I never had a sister and you have always been so nice to me…” Barb I watched them hugging and felt both joy at being able to help Jodi in this time of need and pride in Julie for being so kind to offer her a place in ...
... our home. She really is a very nice girl. Julie replied to her” aww Jodi, sure we are sisters now. My mom is your mom ” She looked over at me and giggled. Then Jodi looked over at me while still hugging my daughter and for just another second I felt those butterflies again when she gave me that look up and down my body. I blushed again and looked down at my feet this time. Jodie was unnerving me and I did not know why. Jodie I encouraged Julie to sit down while I helped with dinner. She seemed glad enough to do so. I know Julie is not very fond of cooking. I am, but I was less interested in food than I was at the telltale blush on Mrs. Hinson’s face. I wanted to make other parts of her body red. We circled each other around the counters. I was very good at assisting, I had worked in diners and restaurants before when Mom had spent all the food money on drugs. Always under the table, of course, I had been much too young for working papers, but I learned my way around a kitchen and how to help without being in the way. This time, though, I put myself in the way...just a little. I was there when she had to reach for something and made sure she brushed against me in a way that made it seem like it was her fault, not mine. I delayed getting the pot she needed next until she was close to the cabinet it was in so I had to reach around her legs to get it out. Again, making it look like she was the one in the wrong place. I said “sorry” a lot and jerked back every time as ...