Linda was feeling more and more disenchanted with family life as the years stretched on. In her youth, she was more than eager to jump into the dream of the suburban status quo, and she had that for a time. The years weren't kind to her, though, and at this juncture in her life, she started to find it difficult to hold down a job. Everything required college degrees or specialized skills, except for customer service... and she kept getting fired from customer service jobs. Something about being a not at all pleasant person to deal with.
It was probably because she was becoming something of a misanthrope. She didn't like strangers. She didn't like her family, or her husband's family, or any of her children. Her two oldest pissed her off. Sure, Tina was going to college and everything, but it seemed it was an unnecessary expense, because she was using it almost solely for partying, drinking, and fucking anything on two legs. Her eldest daughter was clearly a slut. Then there was her eldest son, Greg, who was wasting his time on video games, and was frankly extraordinarily disrespectful to her. On the rare occasion when he'd leave his room, he'd make demands of her. Make him food. Clean his room. Give him an allowance. And she did it, just to get him to leave her alone, unless her youngest daughter was available to do it for them instead. Her youngest son didn't really do anything wrong, per se. She just hated that he was a meat-headed jock. The same sort she hated in her high school days.
Then there was Danielle, her youngest daughter. She was such a goody two-shoes, and that was reason enough to loathe her. She did everything people asked of her, instead of standing her ground when she was pushed around. She acted like a little slave. Lately, Linda had been testing out this "slave" theory of hers by interacting more with her youngest child. She started giving her more chores. Pointless chores. And Danielle had never needed asking as far as chores went before. After just one command to implement new chores into her routine, Danielle had continued to do it without being asked.
Linda wondered just how far the little twerp would actually go with all of these new demands, and wondered how she'd react if she knew that her mother was testing her to see if she really was no better than some kind of house slave. She wondered if she could do debased things with her too. Things that she had needed someone to do with her, because her husband was no longer fulfilling her more carnal needs. It didn't help that he was disgusting, and she herself was falling into a bad habit of weight gain and general lack of hygiene. It didn't excite her to be with someone like her. She'd rather humiliate and dirty a perfect little innocent... like Danielle.
While Brandon and Danielle were at school, Greg was holed up in his room, and Tina was on campus doing God-knows-what, Linda had started to masturbate furiously over ideas of the kinds of fucked up shit she could do to her fifteen year old daughter. Her imagination alone brought her to climax dozens of times throughout the day, and made her smell even more rank than before.
Tired of simply fantasizing, she began to hatch her scheme to make her fantasies a reality. She...
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