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(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by Anne Nony Mouse...)

An hour later, as the six of you are having dinner, Rachel’s mother voices some concerns.

“I know you said you wanted to do this, and that you are happy, but… this is something you can never undo, Rachel. Even a tattoo can be removed. This is something that will follow you your whole life. Job interviews, what have you. Your neighbors might see your pictures or videos!”

Her mother is clearly still upset. But she’s a mom, and she loves her children, so you get it.

“Yes, mom. I know. Ross and I talked about all this stuff for hours before we posted them. If nothing else, they could have just been sexy pictures for us as a couple. For a fantasy or role-play or whatever. But the more we talked, the more I realized that fantasy wasn’t going to be enough for me here. I wanted this to be a reality. It was that very fact that I can’t ever take it back that made it so alluring for me. I dunno. I’ve just always had a thing for ‘forbidden fruit.’ Stuff I am told I can’t have or shouldn’t want. Like sex with my family members, for example.”

They all choke on their food at that. All four of them. Her mom, dad, brother and sister.

“Www-whaaat?!?” in perfect stereo (or whatever it’s called when it’s four voices. Quadrophenia?)

Rachel continues. “Like I told Daddy on the phone, I don’t want to hide anything from you. You’re my family. I love you all, and I would do anything for you. Anything. The rest of the world can look. But you can touch. Or more. If you want. Any time, any place, anything you want at all. I am on birth control, so no need to worry about that. I won’t close my door any more when I am here, unless someone is playing with me, and they want privacy. I love you all. I know this is unconventional, to say the very least. But it is entirely consensual. Nothing in this world could bring me greater joy than making my family happy, and showing you how much I love each of you. You all have been so patient, supportive and loving with me over the years. I was an absolutely miserable brat in my teenage years. There are things I did that I can never take back. I destroyed my brother’s car, and I humiliated my sister at her prom. But I have grown, and you have somehow each found it in you to forgive me for my sins. I don’t have money to replace the things I’ve broken, and I can’t change the past. All I can offer is what I have. My body. My love. My service and submission. I can be the maid too. Dishes, laundry, cleaning, yard work, whatever. It doesn’t have to be only sexual stuff. I just wanted to say that that was on the table as an offer, as well as the stuff that might be more… expected.”

They are all stunned at she’s had to say, until finally her sister breaks the silence,

“Rachel, you have… given us… quite a lot to think about… How about you head back home after dessert, so we can discuss this, and see where we’ll all go from here, okay?”

“Ummm… sure,” she replies. With that, the topic is changed to dessert, and what everyone wants. Her mom asks Rachel and her sister to get the desserts from the freezer downstairs and bring them back up to the dining room. And so the two of them head down to do that.


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