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 for 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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Henry did not appear, as he normally did, for his usual cereal breakfast, so Lucy was unable to tempt him with the suggestion he take on a pet that morning, although she wasn't planning on putting it exactly in that manner. It wasn't like Henry to not check in with Lucy every morning, but he often didn't when he wasn't on the schedule for the day activities, such as that day, and he would be picking up some necessities from the supermarket on the way home.
But Lucy figured there was a better way to introduce them. First, after Anna had finished washing and drying herself, and had eaten her breakfast, she told Joanne to open up the and clean the dining room in the non-family rooms in preparation for a meal. The kitchen was already in use by Sally and Timothy so they would just need to move the food required from storage.
She called Wendy, and invited her over for a meal, warning her that this was to get to know her better and to see if Lucy could help her as she had requested. She also asked if Wendy had any dietary issues or dislikes. She then suggested that Wendy not bring up Pet Play unless someone else did. Then she texted Henry that she was having a friend over, and would he mind joining them for dinner. When he agreed she sent another text asking him to pick up flowers for the dining room. She then asked Sally, Beatrice and Timothy to eat with Robert and if they wouldn't mind keep an eye on Anna as well, giving them much the same explanation, but asking them to come in after Robert did.
As Sally had been there the other day when she discussed it with Robert, all she said after agreeing was she wanted to know how it went, as soon as her 'friend' left, stated that if Lucy was satisfied with the girl, so was she.
Timothy just added, "Whatever is going on, I agree with Sally, if you approve, I approve."
When Joanna had returned from cleaning the unused dining room, she had Joanne make up another room for Henry, just in case. She made sure Joanne put some of his stuff in the room, so it didn't look like it had been un-lived in and also not like a bare hotel room. Even if he and Wendy didn't use it, it would be ready when and if, Henry finally decided to start spreading his wings.
While Joanne wasn't the greatest cook ever, she was great at preparing food. Lucy would be cooking rib-eye steaks that had been marinated in wine and spices, roasted potatoes and vegetables from their garden. The preparation would take longer than the actual cooking, and that way they could sit and talk to her while she cooked.
When everything was ready, she sought out Robert. "Father," she asked, "do you have a few minutes?"
"Almost always, Lucy," he replied.
She handed him one of the flyer copies. "Would you mind coming in while I'm cooking as ask me if I know anything about the Trials? Say something like the flyer was delivered while I was out the other night. I'm hoping it will move the dinner conversation in the right direction for Henry."
"Not a problem," he said. "Are you expecting me to stay for 'dinner' as well?"
"If you feel comfortable about it, and the opportunity arises it might not be a bad idea," Lucy replied, "I just don't know if it would be a great one. If you don't stay would however at least get a chance to meet Wendy and develop a first impression. You wouldn't have had so many successful businesses if you couldn't judge the charter of others quickly."
"Do you like her," he asked.
"Yes," Lucy said, "I do. She picked up I was a Dom and Joanna was a Sub almost immediately. She also made sure I was comfortable when she confirmed she knew and she never let on to anyone else."
"Well, perhaps if Henry likes her," he said, "she might just be what he needs."
"She'll be arriving about thirty minutes after Henry gets back."
Robert looked at Lucy for a moment, and decided to broach the question that had been popping up in his mind for the past several days. "Lucy, you don't like your current work any more, do you."
"There never was any glamour in it, but I did enjoy it until recently." she stated.
"Have you ever considered," he paused for a moment, trying to get the correct words in his head, "about... working as a Consulting Dominatrix Advisor?"
"I've never heard of the job!" She laughed.
"Oh it's real position," he laughed back. "You have to have knowledge of people and what makes them tick, which you do. You need to be able to judge people almost instantly, and I've never seen you make a mistake. You need an almost encyclopedic knowledge of BDSM, which from my discussions with you over the past couple years, you somehow do. And you have to have a commanding presence, which from the way you have been controlling the whole family as well as anyone who has ever been inviting here, comes naturally to you.
"Everyone in the community needs someone they can occasionally speak to, discuss their likes, dislikes, desires, without judgement. All couples need to be do that separately as well as together with someone like that. Those who follow the BDSM path need it even more. You certainly have shown with Anna that you know exactly how to work out the worse punishments. I think you should consider it, and if you decide to, you can have your family as your first clients. Thereby making a job of what you have already been doing for us. Think about it."
He smiled at her thoughtful face, then added, "I'll come in about fifteen minutes after your guest arrives and I will not plan to stay, unless Wendy asks me to."
Lucy looked at the clock, and went upstairs for a quick shower and change of clothing. Then when she went back downstairs she found Sally and Timothy sitting in the living room watching some of the video from Anna's digging earlier that day and had reached the point where Anna had shoved the spade deep in the ground and then stepped forward over it until she was rubbing her pussy against the long handle.
"You know Sally," Lucy began, "I'm sure that Anna has picked up a tick, the way she keeps rubbing on things."
"I see what you mean," replied Timothy.
"What would you suggest?" Sally asked with a wicked look in her eye.
"Tonight, after eating, I would suggest washing it out of her pussy," Lucy replied. "You need to make the tick believe it is winter, so it lets go and drops to the ground, so I would use the water from the chiller in the basement, the third playroom. Just wash it out until you are sure there is nothing in there."
"That could take hours," Sally suggested, "To do it properly."
"Just don't let the water get too cold," Lucy replied. "You know more about hypothermia, than I ever will, keep an eye on her, and warm her up occasionally, say twenty minutes of cold, and ten minutes of warm? But not ice cold, never less than 45 degrees Fahrenheit, unless your training suggests warmer? And never more than 75 degrees Fahrenheit?"
"At that temperature difference, will she not think we are burning her?" Timothy asked.
"Sally will be able to answer that question better than I. Just make sure she has no ticks. Have fun you two." And Lucy left to wait for Henry's arrival and start preparing the roast potatoes, by putting the pealed and cut potatoes in to boil.
