Path of Rachel, Part 1

by Tia_G

Rachel always wondered why she and Sarah, her mom, had to move into Roselyne's house. Their old house was nice and big enough for the three of them. But after a while she found this new house good enough. The furnitures were pretty modern and she had a huge bedroom for herself on the second floor.

Her stepmom was kinda cool. Her name was Roselyne. She was the owner of a club downtown so she wasn't home often. She liked loud noisy music and didn't annoy Rachel much in any way. She let her mom and her divorced dad raise Rachel and didn't pretend to be her new "dad". They both had a serious talk together about this subject. Her mom was present all the time, staying standing still behind her new lover without saying a single word, just nodding her approval to her speach. She talked to her like an adult she would become soon. She mostly said she wanted her to be a good girl, have good grades at school and to not annoy her mom too much. She added she could always live with her dad if she wanted, but it would break her mom's heart if she did. Rachel just wasn't allowed to make noise until at least 4pm 'cause she slept all day long after coming back from the club.

Rachel often saw her coming home at early hours of the mornings while she was eating breakfast or when she was going out to take the school bus. Roselyne seemed to make her mom happy and it's all that mattered to the young girl. Her parents divorced quietly and she went to her father's house every two weekends. It was a shock for all family when they found out her mom was leaving her husband for another woman.

After few years she began to notice weird details about the house and the relationship her mom and her stepmom shared. The house, first, seemed to be bigger from the outside than it was inside like if there was missing place. And when she came back from her dad, her mom acted sometimes weird. She could be very relaxed, upset or worried about something. Sometimes she seemed to be bothered with something young Rachel couldn't find out. Once or twice she noticed bruises on her mother's skin. She worried about her stepmom being an abusive violent woman. But she never acted this way.

She knew how violent men could be as one of her friends at middle school had a violent father who beat his wife. And her friend told her how bad it was living with him and how rude and mean he could be. And the were no tensions like her friend told her in her house between her mom and her stepmom. Her mom had always been quiet when she was around and kind of anxious when she wasn't home. She seemed to feel safe when she was home and kind of unsecure when she wasn't.

Rachel thought her mom might love her very very very much. She could understand her mom's feelings. Roselyne was an awesome woman and sure was intelligent. She didn't look very strong but she had something radiating from her that was comforting, rassuring. She even been surprised herself when she kissed her goodbye on the cheek once. Roselyne even blushed surprisingly too and her mom smiled at the sight. It took long time but she was appreciating this woman and accepting her finally in her life.

Rachel was a smart kid, she was pretty cute even if she thought she would have been prettier if she had thiner bones. She was clever enough to not really mind about it and she wouldn't be like those stupid cheerleaders at school. Of course, she envied the attention those bimbos got from boys but she realized the guys interested with those girls were pretty stupid most of the time.

Even if she wasn't the prettiest girl in school, some guys looked and seemed to enjoy the curves that began to grow on right places. Her hips started to get wilder and her boobies developping nicely. She often looked up herself naked in the mirror of her bedroom and liked what she saw. At twelve, she was curious about sex and she was horny most of the time. She was frustrated too cause even if she masturbated on daily basis, she felt she missed something to be fully satisfied. Of course, Rachel heard other kids at school talking about hand jobs, blo jobs, making out and so on. She craved to have a boyfriend soon and experiment all those naughty things. But she was bit too shy to dare asking a guy to be his girlfriend. Sometimes she wondered how it would to have sex with a girl too.

One weekend she was supposed to go to her dad's house but it was cancelled due to a bad flu her dad got and she had to stay home. Her mom and Roselyne had planned to go to the club. And as she was a big thirteen years old teenager, they decided she could stay alone for the night. They just reminded her some safety stuff to do and not do's before leaving her alone.

Rachel was astonished the way her mom was dressed for the occasion. She wore a black tight shinning dress with black hoses and high heels she never seen before. She found her mom hot in these outtfits. As usual, Roselyne wore a dark strict outfit. She wasn't as sexy as her mom was but the two fit perfectly. They made a perfect couple. Somehow, it hit her curiosity. She wondered what else sexy stuff her mom had in her dresser. She wondered if they had porn stach hidden somewhere in their bedroom. She heard guys at school mentioning porn magazines they found in their parents' bedroom. So she decided to look, and she went in their bedroom, right to her mom's dresser. She had often seen it but never really checked what was in it. She noticed before her mom had many black clothes when she mostly never wear them. Lot of leather, latex or more "normal" dresses, jackets and shirts. She opened the drawer and found amount of nice sexy lingerie she never seen her mom wear before. By the way, she thought she didn't see her mom in undies for age.

She opened all the boxes but only found there shoes, sandals or boots. Then she remembered the guys always mentioned finding dad's porn. She slapped her own face for being this stupid. She wasted a lot of time checking in the wrong place. So she closed mom's dresser and opened Roselyne's one. It was the first time she watched in it, she noticed a keyhole on the opposite wall right away. She pushed on but it was closed. She wondered what was behind this wall, but it explained why she always found the house weird. There was the way to an unknown room. She didn't waste her time checking for Roselyne clothes but opened her drawers. But there was nothing interesting there. Then she opened the boxes shoes. In one of them, she found something unexpected. A little flogger first, then metal handcuffs and leather ones and an odd stuff: a big ball with leather straps on each side. She noticed the teeth marks on it. She didn't know why but it made her pussy moist imaging her own mom wearing those things.

There were several other things she didn't know at all and couldn't find out their uses. She put it back and replaced the box where it was first. She was disappointed for not finding real porn but these stuff in the box was bit kinky and she had to squeeze her thighs tight. It was something she did very often when she was aroused and wanted to masturbate. She closed Roselyne's dresser and went ot her bedroom. She rubbed her crotch while walking there.

Once in her room, she got undressed really fast making a messy heap of clothes on the floor next to her bed. She began to touch herself, fantazising she had her own mouth stretched wide around the big ball and her hands locked in the handcuffs at the head of her bed while an unknown man was doing naughty things to her little teen body. She climaxed being fucked with a big hard cock as the man whipped her cone-shapes breasts. She moaned loudly with pleasure as Roselyne's face came into the light in her daydream.

It was the best masturbation session she ever had. But she was confused, she didn't know what turned her so much, the fact being helplessly abused and whipped or the sudden apparition of Roselyne face. She panted for a while, recovering slowly naked on her bed. Then she finally stood up, took a shower and wore her usual big nighty T-shirt without any undies. Why would she care? Her parents weren't home till very late probably.

Did she say her parents? It was the first time she include Roselyne as a family member. And somehow, she liked it. She stepped downstairs and watched TV untill she felt sleepy so she went to bed.

As she slept she dreamt about the odd things she found in her parent's room. She wondered if Roselyne would know she was in there and if she would be in serious trouble? Or would she be alright with her finding the odd things? Would she explain? Should she ask her about it? She woke up in a hot flash as she spread her legs under the covers and a hand snaked down as she began to rub herself, getting herself off at the though again. She needed to find out more, what these things where for and why he had them. She hoped she would be able to catch them using the objects she found earlier.