Difference between revisions of "Mother's Helping Hand/Sight/Virgin/kinder/Dannie/Pussy/Office/Sex"

From All The Fallen Stories
Jump to navigation Jump to search
(Created page with "Your mother nods her head and gives Dannie a comforting smile. “Okay so the first thing I want to ask you about is what happened on the way here, with you rubbing yourself a...")
 
m
Line 55: Line 55:
“Very good,” your mother says as she reaches up and pat’s Dannie on the head. “Now for the last rule. This game is for all three of us to have fun. If at anytime anyone is not enjoying the game we will stop playing. How you will let us know you want to stop, you call Jack, Jack instead of Master. Or we will call you Dannie. If that happens we immediately stop playing the game.”
“Very good,” your mother says as she reaches up and pat’s Dannie on the head. “Now for the last rule. This game is for all three of us to have fun. If at anytime anyone is not enjoying the game we will stop playing. How you will let us know you want to stop, you call Jack, Jack instead of Master. Or we will call you Dannie. If that happens we immediately stop playing the game.”


Dannue thinks about that one for a bit. "So I can stop the game any time, by saying Jack.”
Dannie thinks about that one for a bit. "So I can stop the game any time, by saying Jack.”


“Yup” your mom replies.
“Yup” your mom replies.

Revision as of 08:54, 13 March 2020

Your mother nods her head and gives Dannie a comforting smile. “Okay so the first thing I want to ask you about is what happened on the way here, with you rubbing yourself against Jack's toy.” She says softly.

“You, you said it was okay…” Dannie stammers on the verge of tears.

Your mother quickly interrupts the panicking young girl. "Dannie, Dannie, it’s okay. Like I said your not in trouble. What I want to know is what led to you thinking about doing that and why did you do it. As you said, your mom always tells you that’s bad right? I just want to understand sweetie.”

“Well, Jack was holding me… and I didn’t want him to let me down…” She stammered, obviously distressed. “He said I could, so I got comfy and his hands…” she suddenly stops talking looks at her lap for a second and then up into you eyes.

“It’s okay go on sweetie.” You whisper to her.

She gives you a cautious grin but doesn’t stop looking at you as she continues, with a bit more confidence. “His hands were on my butt, then he squeezed my butt. It felt funny but nice. I asked him to do it again and it felt even better. That’s when I felt his toy on my spot. My spot was itchy, I mean worst itchy in the world itchy, so I moved it around, I just wanted the itchy to go away. Then I thought about what mommy and Ms. Helen said…”

“What did they say?” your mom asked her voice calm and carring.

Debbie looked over to your mom. “Mommy said never to let stuff touch my spot, but Ms. Helen says if it feels nice and don’t hurt no one, it is fine. Well it did feel nice and helped with the Itchy, and Jack didn’t seem to mind, so I kept moving. That was when you asked me about it and said it was okay.”

You mother gives Debbie a big smile, “Thank you sweetheart, thank you for telling me the truth. So did you enjoy moving your spot on Jack’s toy?”

Debbie nodded enthusiastically, “Yeah it really made the itchy go away, then it started to feel really good. Can we do it some more.”

“Well honey maybe later, I actually have some other games and toys I want to play with. Ones that all of us can enjoy. Is that okay?”

Dannie nodded. “Yes’am"

“Good,” Your mother replied, she gently squeezed Dannie’s hands and continued. “Okay, now we all know every good game has rules right?”

Dannie nodded again.

“So here are this games rules, as I tell you each one I want you to repeat it to me so I know you understand. Can you do that for me?”

“Yes’am.”

Your mother gave Dannie a big smile, “Good girl, okay, first rule, and this one is important. This is a special game between you, me and Jack. So special that only Jack or I can invite others to play or tell others about it. Is that okay? Can you do that?”

Dannie frowns a little bit. “Mommy says secret games are bad games.”

“Dannie sweetie, would Jack or I ever play a bad game with you?”

That question makes you feel a bit uncomfortable, your mother gives you a look that instantly kills any objection you were about to make.

“I guess not, okay so this game is only for us. No one else.” Dannie says, a little unsure.

“Except if Jack or I invite them. Okay so rule number two. Since this is a private game we need a way for us to know we are playing, that other people won’t know. So when we are playing, we will use special names. I will be Mistresses which should be easy to remember, Jack will be Master and you will be Toy. Can you do that?”

Dannie looks at your mother for a second, cocks her head to the side, then smiles. “Toys are to be played with.”

“That’s right sweetie and Jack an I are going to play with you,a lot, so you’re are toy. “ your mother replies.

“Okay.”

“Right, so when we are playing the game, we will call you Toy and when we are not, we’ll call you Dannie. If you want to play then call Jack Master.”

Dannie nods. “When we’re playing, I am Toy, Jack is Master. If we are not planning I am Dannie and Jack is Jack.”

“Very good,” your mother says as she reaches up and pat’s Dannie on the head. “Now for the last rule. This game is for all three of us to have fun. If at anytime anyone is not enjoying the game we will stop playing. How you will let us know you want to stop, you call Jack, Jack instead of Master. Or we will call you Dannie. If that happens we immediately stop playing the game.”

Dannie thinks about that one for a bit. "So I can stop the game any time, by saying Jack.”

“Yup” your mom replies.

“Okay so when can we start?” Dannie asks excitedly.

“Right now,” your mother replies. She gets up from in front of Dannie and sits on your other side. She leans in and whispers into your ear. "I’m thinking I might have to get personally involved in a few things. Do not take anything for more than it is.”

“What do you mean?” You ask her, a bit concerned.

“You’ll see,” She purrs into your ear.