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 Author: Ribeye98
Title: Thornwood Episode II - School Pride
Part: 41 of 44
Summary: Rachel's spiral of arousal and embarrassment continues with
school pride day.
Keywords: fsolo, mast, exhib, voy, humil, nc, mf, Mf, 1st, bd,
blackmail, toys, nosex
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   Rachel thought she had found a way out from beneath the seemingly
airtight trap.  Without fully thinking it through she made a reckless
claim. She would later regret it.  But for now it felt good to rant.
   "Don't get me wrong.  I will gladly do my part to help out around here.
I don't even care about wearing this nightgown..." that wasn't completely
true, but she didn't want to stop her momentum to explain "...In fact, I'm
not going to wear anything you bought me because of what it represents. 
Unless you can prove that I'm as irresponsible and careless as you claim.
Otherwise, I get to pick my own clothes from now on.  And I get to pick my
own chores!"
   Eric's mom had no real power over the girl.  The trauma from seeing the
storage building had allowed her to be manipulated for a little while. 
Rachel had a right to demand this all along.  The old Rachel was returning.
"Now I'm sure my mom will loan you more than $100.  Tomorrow I want to go
back to the mall before school and pick out my own outfits like I've been
doing for years.  That is unless you can provide even a single shred of
evidence that I am careless.  Otherwise you have no right to treat me..."
   "OUCH!" Richard's outburst interrupted the quarrel.  He had been still
messing around inside the dryer when his hand contacted something hot.  He
peered inside and pulled out the exact thing Rachel was demanding Eric's
mother to produce.
   In addition to a nasty red spot on his hand, Richard tenderly pulled a
plastic shopping back out of the dryer.  It was the same bag that her
nightgown had come in.  Rachel had accidentally dumped it in with the load
of clothes.  The hot air melted the plastic onto the vent holes which had
caused the motor to overheat.  Rachel couldn't believe her bad luck.
   Eric's mom couldn't believe her good fortune.  The girl's defense was
completely destroyed in an instant.  In his hand Richard held the single
shred of damning proof of Rachel's carelessness.  Eric's mom walked over
and reached into the dryer.
   "The whole load is a loss." She seized the advantage and was determined
not to make another misstep.  "Young lady, It's not enough for you to ruin
your own clothes is it?  Now you're going around ruining other people's
clothes.  Not to mention the dryer."
   Rachel had no defense left.  She turned around in defeat.  It gave
Richard a direct view of her boobs but had enough sense to keep a hand over
her crotch as she shuffled over to get a closer look at the damage.  It
wasn't even worth arguing.  Due to her carelessness the plastic bag had
slipped into the dryer.  Even Rachel admitted she was guilty.
   She stood there like a scalded puppy and awaited her sentencing.  Eric's
mom recognized the look of surrender and relished the chance to put the
girl in her place.
   "I believe this settles the debate.  I will have a list of chores
sitting on your bed in the morning.  You will do your chores every day
without complaining.  I was planning on giving you an allowance like Eric.
But for now that money will have to go toward the purchase of a new dryer."
   "As for your wardrobe, I see no reason why you can't wear this nightgown
in the evenings as originally planned.  It fits you and you look
comfortable in it." She glanced at Richard's grinning face before
continuing, "I am not going to take you shopping again when there is a pile
of perfectly good clothes on my sewing table awaiting some minor
alterations.  Until you show me you can be more careful with your things, I
will continue to have veto power over your clothing options.  Is that
clear?"
   She paused until Rachel nodded in acceptance.
   "Good.  Now I was just plating dinner when all this happened.  Your
first chore will be to tend to Richard's hand.  Since your carelessness
caused the burn, it is only fair that you nurse him back to health.  There
is a first aid kit in the garage.  Then both of you come to the table."
   Once the sentencing was complete, Eric's mom returned to her dinner
duties and left Richard alone with the defeated girl.  Rachel didn't know
what was worse; being treated like a child, like a pet, or like a servant
girl.  She viewed herself as a grown up but this latest accident had shaken
her confidence.
   Richard stood up and adjusted his pants.  The bulge reminded Rachel of
her exposure.  This nightgown might be worse than anything else she had
worn so far.  It was designed with one purpose in mind.  To present the
female body in a sexual manner.  No matter how she stood, she was exposing
something to Richard's eyes.  It didn't help that she couldn't cover her
nipples without moaning in ecstasy.  She needed an escape.
   "I'll be right back with the first aid kit."
   He smiled like he had won the lottery "Thank you.  I'll be in the living
room."
   Rachel flushed as she walked to the garage.  As soon as she stepped into
the garage and closed the door behind her she did something unexpected. 
She collapsed against the wall and attacked her pussy with frenzy.  She
surprised even herself by doing it, but it made sense.  The events of the
last few minutes had assaulted her arousal.  Another mini-bate was required
or she was going to explode.  The first few seconds accelerated her arousal
to the point she feared she wouldn't be able to stop.  But then she
gradually started to cool off.
   She knew what had really triggered it.  Richard's considerable bulge was
a familiar reminder of another bulge she had seen recently.  It was easy to
see where Eric got it from.  She envied Ellie who had seen much more than
Rachel when they were peeping on the boys at Tommy's house.  Eric's mystery
remained just out of her reach.
   **Another potential disaster averted by a mini-bate.
   Rachel' new nightgown was both a blessing and a curse.  The short gown
and lack of bottoms provided easy access to her pussy.  She could complete
a mini-bate and cool her arousal in a timely manner.  But the design
ensured there would be much more arousal from exposure creating the need
for more mini-bates.  It was a viscous cycle.  Then there was the constant
temptation of her exposed nipples.  What seemed like the prospect of never
ending humiliation loomed over her life and it all started with this
nightgown.
   **It's designed to promote one thing, sex.  Even going naked would be
more modest than this.  Even...my swim uniform.  My swim uniform!
   The devastation and frantic recovery of the past few hours' events had
caused Rachel to forget that Coach Ron dropped off a new swim uniform for
her that afternoon.  It was a lifeline in her sea of despair.  Rachel burst
with excitement.  She grabbed the first aid kit and rushed back into the
living room.  There in the corner was the box from Coach Ron still waiting
for her.
   **It looks a little small.  But good things can come in small packages!
   Richard was also waiting for her.  She had to attend to his hand and eat
dinner before she got her prize.  Too excited to worry about modesty, she
knelt down beside him and squeezed some burn ointment on the wound.  Her
first touch caused him to flinch in pain.  Richard's hand jumped up
involuntarily and bumped against Rachel's left breast.  He apologized but
didn't look sorry.  Rachel tried to be more careful after that.
   Richard decided to eat in the living room.  He had an excuse because of
his hand so his wife allowed it.  Rachel was tasked with serving his meal
and checking in on him.
   Richard enjoyed every instant of the pampering.  He could get used to a
mostly naked nubile servant attending to his every need.  It gave him an
idea of a game he wanted to play with his wife later.
   When Eric came down to dinner he was greeted with the same scene his
parents had been enjoying.  Even after jacking off two times today, he was
ready to go again after seeing Rachel in person.  The image on his laptop
did not compare to the full 3-D experience.  The girl's epic breasts and
pink caps were amazing.  Their shape, and the way they stood high on her
chest, was the same as other girls her age.  Except her boobs were scaled
up to rival a fully grown woman.  They barely quivered when she walked; not
like the fake silicone boobs on porn stars.  Porn stars would kill to have
young looking natural breasts like these.  It was enough to make Eric
finish dinner quickly and go back upstairs for another round.
   Rachel had to endure dinner service and clean up duty from Eric's mom
before she was finally released to check out her new swimsuit.  "I don't
have any more chores for you tonight.  Just make sure and have your
homework done before you go to sleep."
   The moment had arrived.  Rachel grabbed the box and ran upstairs to try
on her new swimsuit.  She didn't have a bedroom door so she went to the
bathroom instead.  She stripped her nightgown of excitedly.  But her
excitement only lasted as long as it took to open the box and pull out
Coach Ron's new uniform modification.
   "What the fu...TO BE CONTINUED
  
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