Author's Note: This is the first chapter in a series that will include lesbianism and themes of incest, reluctance, BDSM, humiliation, and spanking. Please do not read if such themes offend you, or if you can't enjoy the silliness of the premise. 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.
Note: This story was edited to remove some typos etc.
Chapter 1
Yasmin woke up mid-morning, stretching in her warm double bed. At 19, she was trim and fit so was not stiff or sore from the uncomfortable position she had fallen asleep in, and got up gracefully to pad to the bathroom (she had her own en suite) naked to pee and shower. She had been up late surfing porn and chatting with people on sex sites, sharing nude photos of herself that became increasingly risqué with the more she swigged from a bottle of red wine (an expensive one of her mother's she had pinched from the kitchen), and discovering she enjoyed teasing lesbian women with her body even though she was heterosexual herself. She had drunk far too much of the wine, and despite the music she had been playing far too loudly without caring that her mom sleeping down the hallway had work the next day, had finally passed out with her laptop still on.
In the bathroom she looked at herself in the mirror, amused to see how tousled her normally straight dark brown hair was, and thinking it's mess made her look like she had been fucked. Her fingers felt a little sticky with the dried wetness of her young perfectly waxed pussy, which she had shown off so much during the night, so she stepped into the shower to wash off the late night of drinking, sexting, and masturbation, scrubbing her lightly tanned body that was a result of her mixed heritage from her beautiful Persian mother and handsome white American father. She was slim and tall, with small but perky breasts that had dark nipples, and long legs topped by a perfect bubble butt.
As she showered, Yasmin thought about her selfish father who had broken up the family leaving her mother for a younger woman. She hated it happened but knew they were never really right for each other with her father being so laidback and content living the easy American life (laziness as her mom called it) whilst her mother was the opposite. She had grown up in a very strict society that fostered a strong work ethic and a conservative view on how young woman should behave.
Yasmin wasn't keen to move away from home to a suburban neighbourhood in a new state with her bossy mom, but her dad had no room in his life for a grown daughter not much younger than his new wife, and anyway Yasmin was revolted by the idea of living with a 23-year-old stranger as her new 'stepmom' so felt staying with her mom was the best of two evils. The move to No. 42 Sapphire Lane, a cul-de-sac in a wealthy area which ended in a square of houses around a green, was the most boring place she could imagine, separating her from all her friends from high school. Her mother had picked the neighbourhood to be close to her lesbian sister Mahnaz, Yasmin's aunt, who lived on the road too, on the opposite side of the green, with her white wife Ava and 18-year-old stepdaughter Mary.
She now basically lived on her phone and computer to stay in contact with her friends, and have some sexy fun being a hot little slut teasing men online as strangely she hadn't noticed any living in her new road. But at least the large house was nice, and she had a pool in the garden to sunbathe by...
Sure, she was supposed to have gotten a job by her 19th birthday according to her mom, which was a deadline that had already been pushed back several times as her bossy mother had been nagging her to get a job since she finished high school. They had just had another big fight about it the previous evening after Yasmin had skipped an interview the woman had got her with a law firm. Her mom made plenty of money from her business that was more than enough to support both of them, so Yasmin didn't see why she had to work, and had just shrugged when her mom had called her a 'lazy freeloader'. As long as the woman kept paying her credit card so she could buy all the clothes she wanted, Yasmin didn't much care what the woman thought of her lifestyle.
"What the fuck?" Yasmin muttered confused as she pulled open her underwear drawer to get out some panties and a sports bra to hang around the house in (her mom always nagged her how she dressed inappropriately at home) and finding the drawer completely empty. So was the other top drawer that held her shorts, and she yanked out all of the drawers, finding it was the same with all of them! Her closet was completely empty too. She was confused and panicked then remembered her mom bashing her about how she dressed and threatening to throw away all of her clothes... it seemed like the bitch had actually done it which drove the teen into a rage. She stormed out her room, not caring she was naked, to confront her mom.
However, as she stormed through the house, shouting 'Mom!' she realised that she was home alone so infuriated, she went to her mom's room to see if the woman had stashed her missing clothes there or if not, she could at least borrow something of her mother's to wear so she didn't have to stay naked. She found the door to her mom's bedroom locked, which seemed to confirm the bitch had taken her clothes and was forcing her to remain naked out of some kind of petty revenge for their argument last night. Why would her mother do something like that to her!
Yasmin went back to her bedroom, planning to ring her mother until the woman picked up and explained herself, however found her mobile, along with her laptop, was also missing. Her anger turned a little to fear, thinking what if they had actually been burgled but that didn't make sense as why on earth would any thief take every last item of clothing of her's. She went downstairs, trying to think what she should do, and noticed that on the kitchen table was a note.
"Good morning Yasmin,
After last night's behaviour where you showed you had no intention of ever getting a job, I decided some drastic action was required to adjust your bad attitude. This was only reinforced when I found you passed out drunk in your room (from a bottle of wine your stole from me no less!) with your laptop open with proof of your disgraceful conduct befitting a whore. No, not a whore as at least they earn a living, but a cheap slut.
You will have noticed no doubt that I have removed your clothes. These were brought with my money so I have taken them back until you can earn them again. I have also taken your mobile and laptop as I cannot trust you online unsupervised. Your purse with all your credit cards has been confiscated also as I shall not allow you to spend any more of my money until we have solved your attitude problems.
Spending the day naked will hopefully make you humbler, and I have written a list of chores below I expect you to do before I'm home from work to prove you aren't as lazy as you act.
I have given the cleaner a day off, so you don't need to worry about being seen by her.
Love from your Mother."
Yasmin read the note several times, fuming at the audacity of the woman! 'Fine', she thought to herself. 'I'll spend the day naked, which effectively traps me in the house, but I sure as hell won't be doing any of the chores. I'll have breakfast then laze around watching trash TV and find other ways to waste my time until mom returns home, and I'll force her to return my mobile, laptop, clothes, and purse'.
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