Mother’s Little Helper: Chapter 5 [M/F] [drugs] [prost] [reluc]

Mother's Little Helper
Fiction by Evil Little Sister

Part One – Chapter 5

I needed a snort of that coke and I had it before I even left the driveway, promptly backing into our mailbox two minutes later, and that made me laugh and swear and try it again. That pill hadn't been enough. Two pills and a hit of coke, now two hits, it wasn't enough. Not for a day like the one I was having and I wasn't in a mood for more family court in my kitchen.

"Fuck him." I shook my head, driving slowly because I knew I was fucked up.

I went to Gary's house, but it was dark and empty, like he'd said it would be and I frowned. I wanted to be with someone who didn't care. Who didn't have a family. Who could just help me relax, and thinking all that, it made me wonder why I'd thought of Gary. I wanted him to have sex with me, probably. I frowned at that thought too. Gary was an asshole. I hated him. So why had I come to his place? Because he'd give me more coke and then have sex with me, call me a whore and humiliate me and not give a shit about my problems.

Mother’s Little Helper: Chapter 4 [M/F] [drugs] [prost] [reluc]

Mother's Little Helper
Fiction by Evil Little Sister

Part One – Chapter 4

"Late night, huh?" My husband neither smiled nor frowned, but just looked at me as I walked into the kitchen.

"Macaroni for breakfast?" I looked at the plate in front of my nine year old son, Jack Junior.

"It's noon." Jack said.

"It's lunchtime, mom." JJ smiled at me. "Dad put hot dogs in it."

"Good." I nodded and kissed the top of his head. "Daddy's a good cook, isn't he?"

"Uh-huh." JJ nodded.

"Where's Amy?" I asked, reaching for Jilly, my three year old, my angel. I picked her up just so I could give her a kiss and a snuggle and she giggled.

"The mall." Jack shrugged and I made a little face at that, but our oldest daughter was fifteen now and always gone someplace, despite my best efforts to rein her in.

"Eat your macaroni, baby." I said, putting Jilly back into her high chair and she was getting too big for that.

"What time did you get in last night?" My husband wondered, leaning against the counter now, crossing his arms over his chest.

Mother’s Little Helper: Chapter 2 [M/F] [drugs] [prost] [reluc]

Mother's Little Helper
Fiction by Evil Little Sister

Part One – Chapter 3

"Is it Monday?" Gary grinned at me and I was holding Jilly in my arms.

"Shut up." I frowned, squeezing past the man.

"I'm hungry." Jilly said in a small voice and I shushed her.

"We're gonna go to McDonald's remember? Just…" I put her down on one of the stuffed chairs, "…sit there and be a good girl, okay?"

"Okay mommy." She nodded.

I'd picked her up from preschool and I'd been trying not to come here, to Gary's house, but I couldn't help it. I'd been out of coke since Wednesday. That gram had lasted three days and now it was Friday. I couldn't wait until Monday. I'd taken three pills the day before. I didn't have enough for the weekend.

"What's going on, Gina?" Gary asked me gently.

"I…I'm out." I said, looking into his eyes and then dropping my gaze as I felt weak and guilty and embarrassed all at once.

"Out of what?" He asked.

"You know what." I whispered, glancing at my daughter.

"Just tell me what you need." He said with a shrug.

Mother’s Little Helper: Chapter 2 [M/F] [drugs] [prost] [reluc]

Mother's Little Helper
Fiction by Evil Little Sister

Part One – Chapter 2

"Hey Gina." Gary smiled when he opened his door.

"Uh, hi." I said and this time I didn't have Jilly, thank God. That helped a lot, but I was still very nervous.

"Come on in." He said. "How you doing?"

"I'm good." I nodded. "Uh, great…Except I'm out of pills, those, um, greens."

"Already?" He chuckled. "Here, sit down…Come on, it's okay."

I let him guide me onto his sofa and Gary sat down next to me. His television was still on, still on the Discovery channel and I wondered if he ever turned it off, or changed the channels. The room was nice though, a typical living room, you know. Book case, furniture, an aquarium bubbling away, it was dark in there though. The drapes were closed and the table lamps turned on, but that gave the room a warm glow anyway and this was a secret. It made me feel better for some reason, being in the dark like that.

"You look a little frazzled." He told me and I looked at him.

Mother’s Little Helper: Chapter 1 [M/F] [drugs] [prost] [reluc]

Mother's Little Helper
Fiction by Evil Little Sister

Part One – Chapter 1

Up at five thirty, in and out of the bathroom, downstairs to start breakfast. Jack's up by six and I can hear him shuffling around upstairs. I have to get back up there, rousing Amy first, my daughter, frowning at me, disliking me because I'm her mom and she's fifteen and hates me. Into Jack Junior's room, JJ, who's all of nine and smiling first thing, blinking as I hurry him out of bed. Into the nursery, getting Jilly up, she's going to need the potty right away. She's three and my little angel and she just needs some hand holding going down the stairs.

Jack's got the wrong tie and I give it a tug and shake my head as we pass. He's running late, as always, and so am I. So are the kids. I'm yelling, begging, threatening, getting everyone dressed and into the kitchen. Amy doesn't want to eat. She's getting fat. The boys won't like her if she has a little toast. JJ wants the chocolate cereal, not the one with the Tiger on it. Jilly is making a snowman out of her instant oatmeal.

Sharing his toys [MFf] [fsub] [reluc]

Kitten took off her make up, removed her nail polish, tied back her hair and put on the items he had given her to wear. He would be home any minute with his friend. She didn't want to submit to anyone but him, but this was his treat. * Gareth pulled Rachel through the front door, his excitement was infectious. Giggling like two teenagers he guided her into his living room. They sat down on sofas on opposite sides of the room. He nodded at the table in front of them. On it sat a little silver bell. She picked it up and he encouraged her to ring it. She watched the girl walk in. Rachels mouth fell open. She was dressed in a tight white t shirt that did little to cover anything and some black lace panties. The shape of her breasts and visable nipples put a smile on her face. Call her kitten, Gareth stated. She's my pet, my slave. His pride was obvious. Kitten looked down at the floor. Gareth pointed to a single piece of newspaper lay on the floor and kitten went to sit on it. Rachel was speechless. Kittens green eyes still looked down. The two exchanged looks across the room past the obedient pet. Kitten?, Rachel purred, you need to dust the bookcase. Kitten reacted instantly. She retrieved a duster from the other room and stood on a chair to begin the task. Rachel giggled, audibly facinated by the current situation. Gareth smiled at her, for tonight only I will let you play with her. Rachel gleefully jumped to her feet, standing just behind kitten. She didn't move as Rachel pulled down her underwear, exposing her rear. Rachel was excited, not that things weren't fun for the fuck buddies but two dominants in one bed was tiresome. Kitten was just what Rachel wanted. Kitten turned quickly at rachels command and stood on the chair looking down at her. Rachel crooked her finger to get kitty down, stroking the fallen strands of hair from kittens face, and whispered in her ear. will you do everything I say, kitten glanced at Gareth who gave her a stern look. She nodded. Yes mistress, Rachel prompted and kitten recited it. The glint in her eyes told kitten that this was going to be a long night. Rachel Undressed herself quickly, her body was more toned, athletic, while kitten was slim but with big bum and beautiful breasts. Gareth surveyed the two bodies in front of him. He prefered everything about his kitten. Her figure, her her behaviour, her obedience. Tonight was a test of that. He was pushing a boundary and she hated it. Rachel lay herself down on the sofa and spread her legs. Lick my pussy. The command was hard and he saw kitten quickly kneel down, before she could set about her task Rachel stopped her, there was a cuff around each one of kittens wrist, each one with a silver loop, Rachel pushed her hands behind her back and efficiently clipped them together. Gareth watched tentatively, he waited for kitten to pause or refuse but as Rachel lay back kitten began lapping at her clit. Rachel purred in pleasure. Like an expert kitten licked at her soft pink folds, teasing and stimulating, Rachel was wriggling and grinding against kitten. Gareth had absent mindedly removed his growing erection from his jeans and began pleasing himself to the view before him. Kittens balance was off and she couldn't pull away if she wanted. She wanted to be rewarded for her behaviour, her heart raced as she began to feel the wetness in between her own thighs. She couldn't see her master but she knew he would be enjoying this. Licking, circling Rachels clit like a good little slave, kitten could feel the excitement building inside Rachel, her hips began to buck but kitten focused. Her jaw ached, Rachel began to cry out in pleasure. She continued to lick ignoring Rachels orgasm, the second orgasm had Rachel screaming. Stop, her command was again abrupt. Kitten pulled herself to a kneeling position on the floor beside Rachel. Her juices were all over kittens face. Gareth called her back to her piece of paper on the floor. She sat cross legged, knowing what the response would be when her arousal left it's mark on the paper. Rachel looked quizzically at Gareth. He looked at his watch, timing three minutes while Rachel pulled herself together. She's a good little slave when she wants to be. Gareth nodded his head so kitten stood. her arousal was clear. He looked at her and she went to get his flogger. She offered it to him but he looked towards Rachel. He enjoyed her understanding of his gestures. She offered the flogger to Rachel, what did you do to deserve this little kitten? Gareth replied, she's a dirty little slut. She was aroused by pleasing you. Kitten blushed. You need to punish her. Kitten was always confused by this, he liked her to break the rules because he liked to punish her. Kitten bent over the coffee table, her feet were almost two feet apart. Rachel could see her wetness and her tight pussy. Gareth got up to guide her with the flogger but Rachels hands kept wandering to tease kitten. Showing her the right action to make it sting and make the skin turn from lily white to pink. Ten hits. Gareth was ready to explode, his final stroke made him cum all over her new marks. Kitten whimpered at the last hit, gasping with the unexpected fluid running across her ass. He lead the girls up to the bedroom. He secured kitten to his bed with a rope in each corner of the bed she was on all fours, Rachels cum on her face and Gareth on her ass. He placed an ice cube on kittens back. A game they often played. She just had to keep it there. He was not going to make it easy. He opened his toy box for Rachel, she retrieved something . She felt a lubed finger pressing on her asshole. It's slipped in and out a few times, testing her tightness, she felt a toy being slowly inserted, she could handle the small ones, it always made her feel strangely full. She was glad she cleaned up properly before they started. She felt a blindfold being placed over her eyes, clamps being placed on her nipples and clit. Their bite made her gasp and she heard Gareth laugh. She couldn't identify anything was happening around her, she tried to hold still, a small vibrator was on her clit, she guess that was Rachel. There was a sharp pain across her ass, she guessed that was Gareth with his cane. She tried not to call out. It started stinging immediately. The cane rained hits down on her, three sharp small whacks that made her wince. The feelings building up inside her, radiating from her clit were dulling the pain. Pleasure and pain were fighting for control of her body. She felt someone moving on the bed, heavier than the tiny Rachel. She could feel her master behind her, he applied extra pressure onto the clamp on her clit before removing it. His cock was hard again and pressing against her pussy. Teasing when she wanted a release. He knew his kitten would be wanting her treat soon. Her clit was aching for him to let her have her orgasm. Beg, he grunted as he thrust in and out of her. He liked this best of all, how tight she was. Please, please let me cum. He whines were pitiful,he didn't respond. He could see Rachel getting frustrated that he had kitten to himself but he had to let kitten know who her master was. Rachel decided to leave. She had played but this moment was his. Kittens tightening pussy and pleas for satisfaction were getting more urgent. Cum. It was an order that her body responded to, just the way he had trained her. The pleasure they shared was a bond he enjoyed. Removing all the toys and ropes from the bed he gathered her into his arms. She curled up perfectly, purring. He saw the ice cube on the floor, she would pay for that tomorrow.

Department store fantasy [M/f] [voy] [reluc] [oral]

I had just turned 30, and just landed a new, very high paying job. I was feeling pretty good, and to celebrate, I decided to get new clothes for my new job. It was pretty late in the evening, and I went to the department store to see what they had. I walked around for a while, and saw a few things I liked, then I ended up in the underwear section. I had been single for a while, and wasn’t getting any action lately, so I figured I might get some underwear that looked nice on me, in case I did find someone to share them with. As I was standing there browsing, one of the store employees walked by. I glanced over, and did a double take. She was one of the hottest girls I’d ever seen. She couldn’t have been more than 18, this was probably her first job. She had long blonde hair, and a super tight, thin little body with the perfect amount of curve to it. I couldn’t help myself, and stared blatantly as she passed. She glanced down my way, and smiled, as store employees do, but I don’t think she realized I’d been staring, then continued on. I looked down at the package of underwear I was holding in my hand, and had a sudden impulse to do something crazy… I walked over to where the beautiful teenage girl had gone, and put on my best sheepish look.

Be Careful What You Wish For.. #Part3 [MFF][RELUC][VOY][ORAL]

Part 3 – The Aftermath

I pulled on some jogging bottoms and stuffed the panties into my pocket, grabbing a towel out of the wash basket before carefully closing the door behind me. I'm not sure why I was trying to be so quiet she clearly had been watching me fuck the ever living brains out of Hannah, and enjoying herself while she was at it.

Is that her thing? Is that why our sex life has been so dead, because she prefers to watch? Or was it the struggle that turned her on?

Be Careful What You Wish For.. #Part1&2 [MFF][RELUC][VOY][ORAL]

PART 1 – The Encounter

So my wife Jennifer and I have been together 5 years, lived together for 3 of those and married for 2. Our sex life has always been.. lacking. Vanilla. For the want of a better word, boring. She is a beautiful woman, standing tall at 5'9 and with a tight athletic build, dark brown eyes and hazelnut hair down between her shoulder blades. She just isn't that sexually active. Maybe it is just me, maybe she's not really that attracted to me. Either way, as time went on and sexual encounters became few and far between, my gaze started wandering elsewhere, craving attention where I could find it.

That is when it all started. That is when she arrived.

Sat at my desk at work one day, I hear my co-worker showing round the new hire. I couldn't be bothered with this, I had far too much work to do, but I hear the gentle rapping at my door and the handle being tugged on before I even invited them in. * Sigh. * What's the point of knocking if you are going to invite yourself in? I wasn't even going to look up from my paperwork.

Be Careful What You Wish For.. #Part1 [MFF][BDSM][FDOM][RELUC]

So my wife Jennifer and I have been together 5 years, lived together for 3 of those and married for 2. Our sex life has always been.. lacking. Vanilla. For the want of a better word, boring. She is a beautiful woman, standing tall at 5'9 and with a tight athletic build, dark brown eyes and hazelnut hair down between her shoulder blades. She just isn't that sexually active. Maybe it is just me, maybe she's not really that attracted to me. Either way, as time went on and sexual encounters became few and far between, my gaze started wandering elsewhere, craving attention where I could find it.

That is when it all started. That is when she arrived.

Sat at my desk at work one day, I hear my co-worker showing round the new hire. I couldn't be bothered with this, I had far too much work to do, but I hear the gentle rapping at my door and the handle being tugged on before I even invited them in. * Sigh. * What's the point of knocking if you are going to invite yourself in? I wasn't even going to look up from my paperwork.