My Neighbor Rachael

I made my way home, once again making the trip naked as the day I was born. It had been a long day and I was dog tired. I'd been up until early this morning plucking the last hairs from my pubis so my sleep time had been limited. That and a very eventful day had me totally stressed.

I hung up the pant suit I'd worn to work as it was still good for another day's wear. My workout gear and underwear went into the laundry hamper. Thinking about what I'd need for the morning, I placed old jeans, a tshirt and underwear with the old shoes I wore for lawn care by the door.

What had my life become? I was not allowed clothing in my own home when I'd been spanked that day. And that had been virtually this whole week. I now submissively accepted that rule without a thought of disobeying. It seemed so insignificant and my brain was so foggy I couldn't think. I just wanted to take a shower and go to bed.

Despite my exhaustion, restful sleep eluded me. I know I slept because I woke from terrible dreams. Dreams of me nude in my office, standing before a grinning Sarah with my hands behind my back and legs spread seemed to prevail over the others I had.

I woke a few minutes before my alarm and got up to use the bathroom. I realized that while I'd had disturbing dreams, I was physically refreshed. As I washed my face I realized the source of my anxiety: Sarah.

Rachael taking over my life was no longer my greatest concern. It was Sarah's admission she intended to dominate me and her conviction she'd be successful that concerned me. I was sure Rachael underestimated her.

Rachael obviously had enjoyed our contest yesterday afternoon. She especially enjoyed getting another submissive 'pet', but I was sure her leash was not as strong as she assumed.

Sarah considered this a game. And since she'd agreed to play she would follow the rules, however stringent those rules were. Part of her even enjoyed her suffering and it aroused her. But once the game ends, she will be free to begin her own campaign. In reality she already had. She'd made her intentions clear last night she was targeting me.

I'm sure Rachael considered this but thought once she revealed her videos, she could keep Sarah under control. I was not nearly as confident.

I picked up the bundle of clothing and walked next door. I wanted to be up before the neighbors. As soon as the morning dew burned off the lawns, I knew they'd be outside working in their yards.

I rang the doorbell. Sarah answered. "Well, good morning Sunshine!" she said in a chipper tone. "It's nice to see a naked subbie at the door." I tried to step inside but she barred my way and even stepped outside. "Nope, not yet. You haven't greeted me properly." she declared with a smile.

"Good morning, Sarah, now please let me in before somebody sees me." I said quickly. I was about to get angry.

"Uhh, who is wearing clothing and who isn't?" she asked. I told her that was fucking obvious. "Yes and don't you think a clothed sub outranks a naked one?" My glare made her grin. "Well, I do. I think a little punishment is in order so l am going to pinch and twist your left nipple." I told her she was not and to back away and let me inside. "Oh, is that your neighbor?"

When I reflexively turned to see, she grabbed my left nipple and pinched and twisted it hard. I dropped my clothes and cried out as I grabbed at her hand. She turned loose and smiled. "Let me ask you a question. Do you want me to fuck with you all day? Try to get you into as much trouble as I can and see how much I can get you punished?" I shook my head. "Then show me respect. Offer me your nipples to fondle. And for your hesitation, your pussy too. Spread and put your hands behind your back or I'll step inside and lock the door. I'll risk a spanking to see you exposed to your neighbors."

I remembered the old adage, 'pick your battles'. Part of that included time and place. I wanted to avoid the public exposure. "Fine, bitch. This is not over!" I grated as I complied.

"Oh, I know it isn't." Sarah said, smiling as she tweaked both nipples. Pinching them both hard, she added, "I'm just getting started. And I don't care if you like it, I just want your compliance and I'll get it eventually."

With that she reached down and inserted two fingers in my vagina, a vagina she found very wet. "But it does seem one part of you does like what I'm doing."

"That's just conditioning, and you know it." I gritted.

"Yep! It's all about the conditioning."Sarah said. "Now suppose you lick my fingers clean of your slutty juices."

"Stick those mother fucking fingers close to my mouth and I'll bite them off." I growled. "Now get the fuck out of my way." Shocked, she stepped back and I reached down and grabbed my shirt and jeans. "You get the rest." I said as I walked inside.

Rachael was coming out of the kitchen and met me at the entryway. "What is going on? The doorbell rang several minutes ago? Why the delay coming in?"

"Sarah knocked my clothes out of my hand and started fucking with me on the porch. She wouldn't let me inside." I explained, hotly.

"I was just establishing the hierarchy between subs." Sarah countered as she followed inside. "She dropped her clothes when I grabbed her nipple."

"I will be the one to establish any hierarchy around here." Rachael said. "I want to hear exactly what happened." We both told our stories. Sarah did not embellish her part at all except to add my ass being plugged as being another reason for her higher standing.

"Naomi, stand up." Rachael ordered. She reached down and fingered my pussy. It was just its normal wet state, not soaking. She put her in finger in my mouth, ordering me to suck my juices off.. "I better not hear another word about biting fingers off." She told Sarah to 'fetch' the paddle. "Naomi, use the main bathroom, remove the plug and wash it. The sanitizer is in there."

I could plainly hear each one of the six cracks as the paddle scorched Sarah's ass. Her wails reverberated through the house. When I emerged from the bathroom, clean butt plug in hand, Kathy was at the kitchen table, sipping coffee. Sarah, now bottomless and with a red face and scarlet ass, was helping Rachael cook breakfast.

"Get yourself a cup of coffee and get dressed." Kathy said. "Not necessarily in that order." I understood the message that sent. I grinned and poured my coffee while still naked. Justice was done, punishment administered, so now we would get on with our morning.

Over breakfast Kathy outlined all the tasks she hoped to get done. It would be a solid day of work. I was surprised my own home was part of the communal effort. My laundry, vacuuming the carpets and even cleaning my bathroom was on the list.

"Today, in addition to the mowing and edging, I need to prune two of my rose beds. Don't worry Sarah, as Naomi knows I am careful to pick up all the cuttings. If you girls happen to be sent out nude you won't have to worry about stepping on thorns." Kathy smiled. "Now snakes are another matter. It being Spring, snakes are always a possibility. Here in the south, we know to be on the lookout for snakes in the grass. Do you agree, girls? A 'snake in the grass' must be dealt with when you encounter one."

I certainly understood the analogy and I realized a short time later Rachael did as well. When Kathy asked Rachael if she had anything to add to the work, Rachael said she and Sarah were going out. "On the way to buy groceries, Sarah and I are going to stop by her apartment. She'll need to change clothes anyway. Those shorts and tshirt aren't suitable for public wear. I'm thinking we will pack up a few outfits for her to wear to work. I'm keeping her here until at least Wednesday."

"But I only agreed through Sunday night!" Sarah protested. "That was terms from the contest!"

Rachael shook her head, "No, you forget, the terms of our contest only included licking the winner's pussy and a spanking. It was while you were on your knees to proclaim me the winner and top bitch that you agreed to stay until released. I happened to mention through Sunday, but you specifically said 'until released'. Remember? You even had a little discussion with Mom about what if I kept you after that."

I quickly piped up and said I was there for all of it and that is what happened. Kathy said, "I mentioned we can't have subs come and go at their discretion. We left your servitude an open ended term." Pausing to take another sip of her coffee to let her words be absorbed she added, "Of course, nobody is forcing you. And I don't think you and Rachael have had time to sit down and discuss what that servitude would entail but the length of time can be only open ended or none at all."

Sarah looked back and forth between mother and daughter before settling her gaze on me. She seemed lost in contemplation as she stared at me. Suddenly I felt like a worm on a hook with a crappie eyeing me. I realized I was the bait.

Sarah had made her intentions clear to me and the others had apparently picked up on it. Would she risk losing all chances of gaining control of me? Or did she think she had enough on me already to push me to capitulate? Apparently not. A few moments later she said, "Okay, I agree my submission has an open ended time frame, but we have to negotiate limits right?"

I tried my best to keep the smirk off my face and my mouth shut. I so wanted to ask her if she was going to miss going to bars and picking up casual sexual partners. My activities outside of work and home had been almost fully curtailed. And when I went to the gym, Rachael was there.

I did not want the woman around, but I also did not want her off somewhere with the knowledge she had. "Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer" came to mind. I contemplated what my life had become in the short space of a single week as I rode the mower over both lawns.

Kathy was busy with the string trimmer and by the time I'd finished mowing, she'd trimmed the front yards. I didn't have the flower beds she did and my azaelas were trimmed in the fall. They were in full bloom and I had to admit the lawns of both our houses looked good. Much of that was due to Kathy's insistence. Now it would be her directive.

"Kathy, can we talk?" I asked as we put our power tools away. At her nod, I unloaded my concerns about Sarah's involvement. I told her what Sarah had said the night before and outlined what I guessed were her intentions.

At the end she said, "I see you've given this some thought and I tend to agree with you. One thing that I also noticed was in this last conversation you did not say a single thing about Rachael and I taking over your life." I blushed. "I'm guessing you have come to terms with that certainty." I nodded, sheepishly. I had indeed accepted that as inevitable and now my future was in their hands.

Kathy was slipping back in business executive mode as she often did when she got serious. When she did, her language would get more formal like it had earlier this morning when talking to Sarah. I could see the wheels turning behind her eyes. She'd be a formidable foe in a poker game. It was how she became so successful in her career.

"Do you trust me? Well, I should include Rachael in that." she asked. I confessed I did. I knew my choices were limited. On my own I might not prevail. I suddenly realized she was not restricting that trust to how to deal with Sarah. She was referring to my life going forward. "Rachael and I will take care of you. Your job is to obey and contribute when and how you can. Now I am not sure what Rachael's reasons were for bringing Sarah on board. I have my suspicions but will not say until I discuss this with Rachael in private. I do not believe her motivation for that competition was completely spur of the moment. Perhaps the contest was but not the motivation behind it."

"My biggest concern isn't that Sarah can take full control of me. She can't do it on her own." I said. "She has no real stick. No incriminating video recordings and I will make damn certain she never gets any. She has to rely on you and Rachael for her power. If she tries anything on her own, I'll knock the shit out of her."

"First thing is you are right. She has nothing on her own. Her awareness of your situation means nothing unless you surrender to her. Now as far as you saying that about knocking the shit out of her, if you ever so much as raise a fist, I will strip you myself and hand her the paddle and let her to go to town on your ass. Is that clear?"

"Yes Ma'am." I said softly. "I was just mouthing off. I'm scared Sarah is going to try to either control me or ruin my career. I think ultimately she'd love to force me to step down so she could take my position. I don't think she can handle it, but that is what she wants."

"Oh, I'm pretty sure she is one of those whose ambitions far exceed her abilities. I read her that way as well. She may indeed cause you some short term embarrassment, but I can assure you she can do nothing to ruin your career in the long run. I however, have the ability to squash her like a bug." Kathy revealed.

"How?" I asked.

"You are not to repeat this to anyone. I am not going to threaten you with the consequences. I am just telling you to keep this to yourself." I nodded. I knew better than to even consider crossing Kathy in an important matter. "You do know Amelia Richards, don't you?"

Of course I did. Amelia was one of the most senior people in my company. My boss reported to her. "Well, she is married to Kyle Richards, the man Sarah bragged about fucking and spending time with when he was away on business." I made the connection and suddenly it all made sense. I knew why Kathy moved her cell phone to make sure she recorded what Sarah was saying. She let Sarah give her the incriminating evidence she needed.

"Are you going to tell her what you know?" I asked, "to keep her in line?"

"No. And neither will you." Kathy said. "Not unless absolutely necessary. There is no reason to bring out a shotgun when a flyswatter will do the job just fine. Sarah is going to fall all over herself to submit and play her part. She will get to the point Rachael will not even have to resort to one of her videos that as you pointed out, may not be so effective on its own. It make take a bit of finesse, but she will come around."

"Not like me, huh?" I offered quietly. "I fell all over myself, as you put it, to keep from being outed and fell down the rabbit hole right away. I was on the edge, and you pushed me right over. I guess that is where the term pushover comes from."

"Don't go there, Naomi. Keep your attention on what we are discussing." Kathy warned. "I brought you into my confidence with this other. I have plans for you. You need to trust us. Now what is the status of the contract I assigned?"

"All I have is a series of bullet points, one sentence statements of limitations." I admitted.

"Well, I want you to keep them to yourself for now along with the whole idea of an actual contract. Especially one that is to be done on video. I don't want Sarah even dreaming about Rachael's recordings. We will postpone discussing your limits until Rachael and I have some private time to go over those points with you. I do not want Sarah in the loop to that extent, not right now." She sent me to shower and report to Rachael. Then she went to tend to her roses.

I found both Rachael and Sarah in my house. Sarah was vacuuming the carpets while Rachael was sorting clothes for the laundry. "I've done a load of your work clothes. They are almost ready for the dryer. Give me those clothes you are wearing. You'll find fresh towels and a washcloth in your bathroom, and I stripped your bed. You'll have to make it after you get cleaned up."

I stripped on the spot and handed her my grass flecked clothes. She handed them right back. "Take them outside and shake them. You don't put them in the wash with dust and grass on them do you?" she asked.

"No. I usually take the outer clothes off in the garage and then shake them out after I've cleaned up. May I go out the back door?" I asked.

"That would be where I'd go if I didn't want the neighbors seeing my naked ass." she answered a bit sarcastically. "I said outside. The backyard is outside isn't it?" I nodded and headed out feeling like a little girl who had to have specific instructions to do something. I heard her chuckling behind me.

When I returned a few minutes later, she was transferring the contents of the washer to the dryer. I dropped my tshirt and jeans on the appropriate piles and headed to the bathroom.I took a leisurely shower shampooing and conditioning my hair. I figured I'd just be put to work when I finished anyway.

After blow-drying my hair, I emerged to find a pile of clean clothing neatly folded on my bed. Rachael had even picked out what I was to wear. She walked through the door followed by Sarah carrying clothes on hangers. "Took you long enough." she said. "This is the last of your hang up clothes. There is a load of bed linen in the dryer. I expect it to be folded neatly and put away. I have another load in the washing machine. The rest of the laundry is up to you to finish."

"I am going home to go over my grocery list. Sarah will help you make your bed and then she will come find me. But first turn around and bend over." Rachael said.

My first thought was I was going to get spanked and wondered what I had done. I must have taken too long in the shower. "I'm sorry I spent too much time showering." I virtually whimpered as I turned and bent over.

Rachael burst out laughing. "I'm not gonna spank you. I wanted to check you for tape residue. You showered last night didn't you?" I nodded. "Well that bandage tape does not do well when it is exposed to hot water. It tends to leave adhesive stuck to the skin. Yep, not as bad as I thought but you have several places that need cleaning. You have cotton balls and rubbing alcohol I assume?" Of course I did. Every woman had those things handy. I nodded

"Sarah will help you make the bed and then she will help remove that adhesive residue." Rachael said.

I did not want Sarah scrubbing my ass crack and taint. I had no doubt she would make it as humiliating as possible. Her efforts to conceal her grin confirmed that she was looking forward to the task. "I can do it myself." I said quickly.

"No, I want to make sure the adhesive is completely removed." Rachael said. When I frowned and opened my mouth to protest, she said. "Okay, you don't want her messing with your precious intimate parts. Too bad. I gave you an order, so now I will give you a choice. You either have her clean you up, or have her put that butt plug back in and tape it down. We'll see how you feel about it sometime this evening." Sarah was openly giggling now.

"I'd much rather have her clean the tape residue off, Ma'am." I said submissively.

"Good choice." Rachael said. "Sarah, you are in charge." I gasped at this. "Get this bed made and Naomi cleaned up. I expect a good job. If I find any adhesive when I check, your bottom will be the one to suffer."

Sarah grinned and said. "You will not find a bit of tape residue. I GAY-RUN-TEE!"

Rachael turn and left. As soon the front door closed, Sarah leered at me. "Let's get the party started. She picked up my clothing off the bed and tossed the whole pile towards the corner several feet away. Immediately angry, I opened my mouth to protest. "Shut it bitch! We have a job to do. You heard Rachael, I am in charge." She picked up a sheet from the pile and tossed a corner in my direction. "Grab it and pull." she ordered.

I glared at her. "Why are you being such a bitch?" I asked. "Yesterday we were friends. Yeah, I'm the boss at work but after hours we'd hang out, go to bars, work out together. Now suddenly you are going out of your way to make my life miserable and treat me like shit."