Author's note: This is a chapter in a series that will include lesbianism and themes of fauxcest (daughter with adoptive parents), mommydomme, embarrassment, bondage, ENF, and squirting. Please do not read if such themes offend you, or if you can't enjoy the silliness of the premise, and I'd advise you to start from the beginning if you haven't read the preceding chapters! All characters in this story are 18 or over.
This is part of the 'Sapphire Lane' universe which is a collection of various series all set on Sapphire Lane, each lesbian related but exploring different kinks. Each series is standalone but features cameos and potentially crossovers with other series.
Chapter 8
With Zafira having taken Cassidy upstairs for her Monday bath time, Sarah put on a classic rock vinyl which she was a fan of, and lounged back on the sofa to listen to it. She smirked smugly, imaging what her adopted teen daughter's reaction would be to the news she would be losing her bush, and knew the girl would obediently go along with it, no matter how she felt, to please mommy and her. A hairless pussy would be a good permanent reminder to the girl of her position in the family, however Sarah still felt that a little bit of discipline would be healthy for the meek brunette as she may be well behaved now but was at risk of turning into a brat with how Zafira spoils and mollycoddles her.
'I give Zafira free reign to be the doting mothering mommy that she wants to be, so I should be allowed to be the stern authoritative mom... but I'd be in trouble if I discipline our sweet little Cassidy without a reason...' Sarah pondered, wishing that the teen wasn't such a goofy mommy's girl. 'She probably won't be caught out for disobedience or rule breaking, but she surely will make a mistake at some point... and there is no harm in making one happen sooner.'
Sarah stood up, having come up with a scheme. She crossed the room to a spindly side table which held a vase, which Zafira tended to fill with fresh flowers. It was an ugly object that her cousin had made herself, and Sarah never liked it but kept it on display out of politeness though she certainly wouldn't regret if it got knocked over and smashed.
The blonde carefully shifted the vase to the edge of the side table, slowly edging it partially over the side until she reached a point where it was precariously balanced, and any more movement would cause it to topple off. 'I'll make sure to include dusting on Cassidy's list of chores tomorrow... maybe she'll spot it and move it back safely in the middle of the table, or perhaps she'll be so gentle that she doesn't knock it off, but hopefully her feather duster will send it crashing to the floor. Then her cute plump little butt will be sorry!'
Satisfied, the blonde woman returned to the sofa, looking forward to the next day to see if her little plot will come to fruition.
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Cassidy was awoken by her alarm on Tuesday morning. Though she didn't have to get up so early, she was making it a habit to go downstairs in time to have breakfast with her parents before her mom went to work. The girl went into that bathroom first, to make herself presentable in her pyjamas and braids, and to pee.
Sitting on the loo, she looked down at her pussy as she tinkled into the toilet bowl, examining its boldness again after she had been shaved of her bush the night before. It was certainly a sight she had to get used to, due to the new rule that she was to remain clean shaven down there, and though she missed her bush, she felt a strange twinge of excitement at hairlessness being a symbol of her status as the daughter of the family.
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Zafira and Cassidy left the house, the teen girl holding her adoptive mother's hand as she always had to do while in public with the woman. She was dressed in a red tennis skirt, a grey tee, and cheerleader socks which went up to just beneath her knees, while her Hungarian mommy was in a floral summer dress.
At breakfast, Zafira had told the girl that instead of their normal tutoring session in the morning, she had made an appointment at a local orthodontist, as though Cassidy's teeth seemed fine, she wanted to get them checked. Cassidy wasn't thrilled at the prospect of going to the specialist dentist, and wished that it was her daily chores rather than her morning tutoring she had to skip because of it, but she expected it to just be a quick checkup as she never had any issues with her teeth in the past.
It turned out that Dr Virshilas, the orthodontist, really was local, living just down the road from them on Sapphire Lane at No. 54 where she ran a practice from her home. Cassidy hadn't been further down the street in that direction so was interested to see how it would end even though she know it was a cul-de-sac. However, she was a little dismayed to see a senior high school girl stood waiting outside one of the houses, with a second emerging from the front door. Though she wasn't ashamed to be holding her mother's hand, she was embarrassed to be seen doing so by two girls her age, though the teens at least seemed too busy chatting to look in her direction so perhaps they would slip by unnoticed...
"Hi girls!" Zafira called out, and Cassidy blushed as the two girls turned.
"Hi Mrs Sloan." One of them, a petite pale girl with fiery red hair and an Irish accent, said.
"This is my bébi Cassidy, who I've had for a week now... isn't she a cutie? Cassidy, these are Sinead and Daniela."
"Hi." Cassidy smiled meekly, shy at the best of times, though even more embarrassed talking to her peers while clutching hands with her mommy and being referred to as a 'cutie'. 'At least I'm in my own clothes... rather than those school uniforms they are wearing...' Cassidy thought, as the two girls were in the blazers, blouses, and blue plaid skirts of Ginerva Academy, however this did little to boost her confidence especially as the tennis skirt and double Dutch braids weren't really things she would choose to wear if it weren't for her adoptive mother.
"Will you be joining our school?" The one called Daniela asked. She was a tall tanned girl of Venezuelan ethnicity, and seemed friendly, though a little bemused at the appearance of Cassidy.
"No, she's doing home tutoring with mommy so we can spend more time bonding! And it's fun for me to refresh my skills as I was a teacher before I married." Zafira answered before Cassidy could mumble a reply.
"Aww, that's nice. I bet you're just the sweetest mommy's girl." Sinead, the Irish girl, smiled though Cassidy thought it looked more like a smirk. However she smiled back, saying "Thank you", and ignored the fact the girl was probably making fun of her.
"Well, we have an orthodontist appointment to get to so will see you girls around. Oh, Daniela, ask your mom if she could send me that recipe for empanadas again please, as I've lost the photocopy she gave me..."
"Sure Mrs Sloan."
Cassidy thought she heard Sinead laugh as they walked away, and wondered if it was about her. She sighed to herself but shrugged it off, as after all, she was the daughter of a loving family which was something she always dreamed of, so wasn't going to be ashamed of that even if her mommy's doting behaviour could be a little embarrassing in public...
"I'm friends with both of their mothers, at numbers 31 and 33, but not sure I want you hanging around with those two. Sinead is a little unruly and she's been in trouble for delinquency a few times... and she is a bad influence on Daniela whose a nice girl but utterly devoted to her friend. I want to find you some friends but want to protect my bébi from any bad influences...."
"Sure mommy, no problem." Cassidy said, a little relieved as she was worried her adoptive mother would of thrusted her on the girls by insisting on some kind of slumber party or something that would of gave Sinead more reasons to smirk at her.
At the end of Sapphire Lane was a square of houses around a small green park for residents.
"We sometimes have community barbeques here..." Zafira said as they walked around the square to a house on the corner. It was No. 54, and looked like the other houses on the road apart from a sign on the driveway saying 'Dr Virshilas' Orthodontics Surgery' and an entrance way that looked more business-like than the front door of a normal home.
"She has converted the downstairs for her business and has turned the upstairs into an apartment where she lives. Means she has the smallest home out of everyone on the road but guess it saves her renting another building, and she's a very career focused woman anyway!" Zafira said, leading the teen inside. The entrance room was recognisably the same architecture as their home, but had been converted into a modern reception, with a Latina girl sat at a front desk.
She was in her mid-twenties, pretty with a long neck, round face, and long brown hair. Her skin was tanned, and she wore white medical scrubs. "Hello, Mrs Sloan?" She smiled as they came in.
"Hello, I have an appointment for my daughter, Cassidy."
"Yes of course, you're Dr Virshilas' first appointment today so go right in." Said the receptionist, and Cassidy noticed the glint of braces in the girl's smile before she followed her mommy into the doctor's examination room, which looked like it was converted from the house's lounge.
Dr Virshilas greeted them warmly. She was a Lithuania woman in her early forties, with an attractive slender face, long sleek brown hair tied in a ponytail, slim tanned body, and, of course, perfect white teeth.
"Zafira darling, how are you?" She beamed and the two woman hugged, before she turned to the teen. "And this must be little Cassidy?"