This is a work of fiction, something that trickled into my brain years ago, and I ignored, until I plotted it out, having seen that both BDSM and Incest is something that people seem to like to read. This story does not relate anyone living or dead, but it is partially and very loosely based on research I once studied while researching a paper on deviant behaviours.
While this story contains scenes of incest and incest content as well as BDSM, everyone in this completely fictional story, is an adult, over eighteen and I do not recommend any of the practices outlined in this story in any way shape or form. But it is based loosely on rules followed by a few outside normal society.
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Mr Johnson knocked on the table gently, catching the family's attention. "Mrs Phillips," he paused, "Joanne, do you understand and agree to the amendment?"
"Yes," she replied, wiping her tears of joy from her face with her sleeve. "I wrote the basics of the addendum, "I'm just surprised, Robert, that you never acted on them before. I've given you enough chances to do so over the years."
"Well," Robert replied, "first, I honestly believed you wanted to be a Dom. You never wavered from that position the entire time I've known you. Second, I couldn't do so as long as any of our children were still not adults, I couldn't turn my wife into a family pet. And thirdly, I wanted a partner, not a slave."
"You now can, my love," she replied, "bring in a partner that is. I will not contest a divorce. I look forward to who you find and hope she is more worthy of you, than I was."
While they were speaking, the two Johnson's brought out a laptop, legal papers, a portable printer, and the ever helpful Lucy, left the dining room and brought in a long multi-socket extension cord which she first knelt down and plugged into the nearest socket located under the table and the place the sockets on the table, pressing down to engage the suckers that most of their extensions had to keep them in one place and to prevent damage to the oak table top.
"Thank you Lucy," Eric Johnson said while adding the legal paper to the printer before he plugged it into the laptop. He then turned back to his briefcase and pulled out a small but powerful projector. "May I have a place-mat to put on the table? This little beauty does get hot and I'm afraid I forgot the stand I usually put it on. I wouldn't want to spoil this beautiful surface."
This time Sally stood up and went to the sideboard, opening the lowest cabinet and extracted three, one for the laptop, one for the printer and the final one for the projector.
"Thank you," the elder Johnson said. "Robert, I knew from our dinners you always kept one wall unadorned of pictures and artwork. This way, you will all be able to read what I have here, without needing to crowd around behind me."
Eric positioned the projector to shine on the white wall between the two wide dining room windows and unasked, Timothy walked around the table and closed the drapes, while Beatrice walked over to the light switch and on Eric's signal dimmed the lights.
"This is the agreement," Eric said, punching the key to place the image on the wall. "The first question I have for you, is who do you want as the rule breaker?"
"I would prefer they be named my keeper," Joanne said, "And I would like to request a slight change to the addendum if it pleases the family."
"Your whole family will need to approve any changes," the Elder Johnson replied, "If anyone of them disagrees the change will be rejected."
"I understand." Joanne stated firmly. "I would like my keeper, to be my primary owner," and she looked at each child and her husband smiling. "He, or she," she amended quietly, "would be the one who decides what I do, who I play with or service, who I don't, how I am used by every other member of the family. They will decide if anyone outside the family gets to use me or see me as anything but a responsible adult. They will decide whatever limits are allowed, or if there are none. They will ultimately decide my punishment, when, where, what and how." She looked at the children in general and winked."
All of them, with the exception of Lucy, were lusting over the thoughts of what they could do, and even better, could order the others to do to their mother. All of the elder children were sure, that they would be the one she picked.
Robert, knowing how mercurial his wife's mind was, wasn't sure if this was something she had always planned, or if this was a spur of the moment decision. Remembering how she had accidentally exposed their lifestyle to the children, how she had taught them to keep it secret, and how she had shown great reluctance to allow them to practice the same lifestyle if in a limited manner. Yet as she was the one who convinced him to bring them into the fold, and knowing how devious and long ranged her plans could be, he had to believe this was her ultimate goal from, perhaps, even before their marriage.
Eric caught his eye, and Robert said, "Yes, I agree." Eric then looked at each child from the eldest to the youngest, and got the same answer, before he bent towards the laptop and edited the agreement.
Next the Elder Johnson said, "And who do you name Joanne?"
Joanne looked at him and without hesitation, and to the surprise of all her children, and the complete astonishment of her husband, simply said, "Lucy."
While the they gasped in shock at Lucy, Eric continued asking, "I need to document your safe words, what they mean and the other signals you will use if you cannot speak."
"I don't want any safe words," Joanne stated, "I expect..."
Lucy interrupted her, "Wrong," she commanded. You could tell from the tone of her voice and her sudden commanding presence, she was in charge. "You will have safe words for all the standard and family conditions. You may decide not to use them, but you will have them, do you understand mother?"
"Yes Mistress," Joanne said quietly.
"Wrong," Lucy continued in the same stern tones. "I will decide when you are in Pet or Sub status, and when you are not. When you are not, you will be our mother and treated as such." She glared at each of her siblings, and then turned with a softer visage looked at her father. "Do you all understand that?"
"Yes Lucy," came the scattered reply from all of them, followed when Lucy turned sharply towards her mother gave the additional acknowledgement, "Of course Lucy."
After making a note of all of Joanne's safety nets, Eric asked, "Is there anything else that needs to be documented before signature?"
"Yes," Lucy stated firmly. "I want everyone to understand that while mother may wish to be punished, I will decide what anyone can do to her. I want my bothers and sisters to sign and confirm that they will not do any permanent damage to her, without my permission. They will agree that should they do so, they will individually lose all privileges until I decide otherwise. The only exception to this is you, Father," her voice audibly softened. "If you wish to beat, whip, cane, and even brand or tattoo her, or anything else you want to punish her with, that is entirely your right for what she has done to you."
