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DOMINATRIX IN TRAINING [ part 4 ] Betty ate her fill from the untouched warming tray she had left on the small bistro table in the breakfast nook. She loaded a plate, pilling the rest into a covered dish and slipping it into the fridge. There was no sign of her mother or their father and it had been an hour since she had led him towards the garage and the back seat of his BMW. The two boys showed up, still looking sheepish under her stern gaze, and stood before her as she perched on the stool. "Eat" She instructed, handing them her half-finished plate of food. Each boy stood there picking over her leftover until the plate was empty. "Now clean up the kitchen and call Kelee" She told them walking off. "She ran up the stairs and after retrieving her old bathrobe, treated herself to a long shower. On school days she had to get up a seven in order to have a shower before school, as the boys hogged the bathroom almost until the taxi came. After blow drying her hair, she opened the bottom drawer of her rickety dresser and picked out her bathing suits. One was over two years old and would no longer fit over her. Another was looking a bit ragged at the edges. The third was composed of three black leather postage stamps connected by bits of thin leather. "This will rock their socks off" Her mother had informed her as she held o it up against her. "You have been tanning nude as I instructed" "Yes mom" Betty had replied. "But that will barely cover my tits and has no more bottom than the new panties you want me to wear" "Maybe too little coverage for the first time" She replied. But the other one she bought with it was a colorful nylon tube that fitted itself over her chest, only after she oiled up. Then it fit her like a second skin, but at least covered her tits. And the bottom was a bikini with a tiny wraparound skirt. "Keep the skirt on until he pays for you taking it off" She instructed. "And no one touches you, unless I approve" Understand?" "Yes mom" Betty had replied. The first thing she did was make sure her brothers spy hole was covered over with a pile of boxes, still unpacked from her arrival as there simply was no room for them. So Betty oiled herself up and struggled to pull it down over her top. She had to slip her hands in from underneath and maneuver her tits until they were positioned both symmetrically and did not hurt. The bottom covered her ass cheeks more than her thong and a tie-up string at the side held up the wraparound skirt. She grabbed her beach bag with her suntan oil, beach towel, small earbud radio and beach hat, then walked calmly down the stairs. She was about to attempt to add a boy to her stable she had no hold over, and racking her brain to think of a way when she ran into her mom and step dad. Both looking refreshed and dressed in casual, but Rodeo Drive class attire. Her mom looking radiant, and totally in control. "We are off to dumbfound my brother" He informed Betty as she stopped on the last stair. "By buying your mom her new BMW at his competition" "Looking good, sweetcheeks" Her mom informed her. "Remember my instructions to the letter" "Yes mom" Betty replied" And I was practicing your latest this morning" "Good Girl" Her step dad told her. "Your mom asked me to let you have a charge account at Sears and I have agreed to a hundred a month for now" "Thank you very much" Betty exclaimed, leaning out and kissing him on the cheek, knowing her blossoming chest was pushed up against his. "No trespassing" Her mother whispered in her ear as she walked after her husband through the door he held open for her. "Find your own sugar daddy" "I am working on it mom" Betty replied as the door closed behind them. "She lay out her towel on a deck chair strategically positioned beside an umbrella covered table were she placed her suntan oil for them to clearly see. And right beside the pool house at the lower end of the backyard. She had the door key in a tiny pocket on the inside of her wraparound skirt. Then she slipped on her polarized sunglasses, picked up a Sears Roebuck catalogue and awaited her next conquest. She had worked her way almost halfway through the catalogue before she heard the sliding door leading out of the back of the sun room into the pool area. She ignored two pairs of shuffling feet and one trying to walk as quietly as he could. When they got close, she lowered her sunglasses, looked over the top at the three approaching boys and inquired. "Well,?" "This is Kelee" Don said, pushing a slightly taller boy towards were she sat. "High Sweetcheeks" The dusky skinned, curly haired boy remarked. He was a pretty boy and he knew it. "My name is Betty" She retorted. "I hear you are now head cheerleader, Sweetcheeks" He replied. "Humph" Betty replied. Lifting up her sunglasses and returning to her magazine. " These two called me over because someone told them I had a crush on you" He replied." And they knew you would be out here working on your tan" "I work on my tan, lying nude up on my private balcony" Betty replied. "I’m just out her wondering what to put on my new charge account" She calmly informed him. If you came to see me, you have, now go play, boy" "They said, if I brought you a new Sony CD player" He blurted out. "I could rub your suntan lotion on" "Silly boy" Betty replied. "I can buy anything I want now" "But I have it here" He quietly replied., holding out a Sony Store bag. "Put it on the table, and when I get around to it, I will at least look at it" She replied. "Is the bill in it so I can return it if it is not adequate? Yes" He quietly replied. Betty had rolled over, setting the lounge chair flat and lifted her arms up over her head. "You might as well rub it on my back" She ordered. "As I would not trust those two not to spill the whole bottle on me" "Betty smiled to herself as she felt the boys trembling hands start to rub the oil on her shoulder blades and gradually work his way down. He was even worse when he got to her ass. But did recover when he worked his way down her legs. "You have never touched a girl before, have you Kelee" Betty inquired of the older boy applying suntan oil to her lower legs. "No" He softly replied. "You have strong hands Kelee" Betty praised him as she rolled over. The boy sprang back up, obviously not prepared to continue touching her front. She reached up and pulled his left hand down on her rock hard abbs. "You could very well earn the right to apply it to my front someday" Betty promised. Betty watched the boy roll his eyes and hastily backed up until he was standing beside her stepbrothers. "Shows over boys" She said. "Go play with yourselves" |