Introduction to my story. It will contain BDSM sex and incest between consenting adults and same sex sexual encounters so if that is not your cup of tea I am warning you right now. All characters in this story are fictional.
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At forty six, Leadre Sinclair was still a very lovely woman. Her shoulder length brunette hair had no signs of grey as did her friends her own age and the other women in her peer group so she had no need to dye her hair as some of the others did. Her bright green eyes were envied by the other women her knew her and sparkled like precious gem stones, her alabaster skin was soft and blemish free and she had the complexion of a woman fifteen years younger. While age started to catch up with her body, having gained a few pounds especially in her buttocks her waist still remained thin and flat; Leadre had a very alluring figure and would never be considered overweight and even thought with vanity that she liked the extra curve in her still firm butt and now larger but firm breasts. Age had given her more curves and an hour glass figure attracted the attention of men many years younger than her.
Leadre was widow, her husband having been killed in a car accident five years ago. The accident crushed her emotionally as well as her daughter who was thirteen at the time and five years later she still had not met a man nor wanted to meet a man to fulfill the emptiness in her heart. She dated only two men since her husband was killed, much to the disappointment of her daughter Natalie who felt like her mother should never love again. But a woman had needs, especially a woman such as Leadre who her and her husband had been very sexually active since the day they had been married. Leadre did have sex with one of the men she dated but she felt unfulfilled sexually and emotionally and thought maybe her daughter was right; she should not date because no one could replace her dear husband she loved so much and who fulfilled her sexual desires so completely.
The man she dated briefly and three times she invited him to share her bed was only the second man she had ever been with sexually, the first being her late husband. She gave up on dating and just resigned herself to be the perfect mother for her daughter and through herself into organizing fund raisers for her daughter's high school, charity events for her church, and other projects. Leadre was lovely and charming and while she flirted innocently with single men and her friend's husbands, who never minded since they knew it was harmless and part of the woman's charm, she gave up on dating. Oh she still had sexual needs and desires but she kept them to herself and when they arose she pleased herself at night when alone in her bed. To everyone on the outside looking in they saw a beautiful woman who was very kind and caring and maintained a stable and healthy home for her and her daughter and all seemed perfect but for the lack of a husband or man of the house. But Leadre and Natalie knew it was not perfect and put on a great façade.
Leadre loved her daughter a great deal but most of the time she felt that love was not returned. Her eighteen year old daughter was beautiful like her mother, inherited her mother's alabaster skin, her green eyes, her charm and perfect lady like mannerisms; but she also inherited somethings from her father's side of the family as well. At age eighteen, Natalie was small in stature just like her paternal grandmother and stood only five foot three and was thin and had small breasts. Oh she was beautiful and healthy and not frail looking but she was very petite. That never held the young girl back however. Natalie was popular in school, extremely intelligent and tested with a genius level IQ, charming, graceful, had manners that highly impressed the women of her grandmother's social peer group, and a perfect Southern Belle. But Natalie also inherited something else form her father's mother; she could be mean and cruel with her words and sometimes actions towards not only her friends and people she felt were beneath her socially.
A local magazine that catered to the social elite of the city of Savannah did an article of the young debutants who would be introduced into society at the Savannah Christmas Cotillion and singled out Natalie Sinclair. In the article the magazine wrote Natalie was the most charming, intelligent, witty, graceful young lady to be introduced and had the lovely beauty of a finely crafted porcelain doll.
Natalie ruled her social clique and her friends constantly sought her approval on what clothes to wear, what boys to date, and what parties they should attend. Natalie was the Queen B of her school and she never hesitated to do whatever she could to keep that status, whether it was by using her sharp cruel tongue to insult people she felt a threat or spread nasty rumors about people she felt needed to be put back in their place, or unbeknown by her mother used sex to get what she wanted.
Leadre felt responsible for her daughter's behavior. She was an only child and after she was born Leadre could not have any more children due to medical reasons form the childbirth and her and her husband spoiled the girl; her husband so much worse. Oh Leadre taught her manners and proper etiquette that was the pride of girls and women of their social class in a Southern city such as Savannah and she attended cotillions and debutante balls and even had her coming out at the Savannah Christmas Cotillion this past year. To others who did know her well, Natalie was just like her mother; beautiful, charming, the perfect Southern Lady; but some close to her knew of her mean and cruel streak and felt it first hand and they were frightened by it. Leadre knew most of her daughter's faults and they got worse when her husband died.
Natalie seemed to blame her mother for her father's death even if there was no cause to. Natalie adored her father and she was his little girl; his princess and after he died a large rift grew between mother and daughter. At times Leadre felt her daughter actually hated her and it got worse when Natalie decided to spend more time with her father's cruel mother.
Grandmother Sinclair never like Leadre, she felt her son married beneath him socially and Leadre was not a proper wife for him. The Sinclair's were the top of their social clique and that meant a great deal in a city of Savannah where blood and heritage mattered more than bank accounts. She considered Leadre white trash who married her son for social standing and money and convinced her granddaughter of the same. But none of that was true; Leadre was not trash but from an old southern family from Macon, but to her new mother in law Macon was not Savannah. Grandmother Sinclair doted on her lovely granddaughter Natalie and at her grandmother's knee Natalie learned how to be charming and a proper Savannah Belle, but she also learned how to be cruel and to manipulate and from others she learned how to use sex and her body to be cruel and manipulate in ways her kind and caring mother would never dream of.
Leadre also had a secret that she dared not share with anyone and consumed her with guilt. The older woman was having an affair with an eighteen year old boy. If she tried to wrap her mind around how it started she could truly not figure out how it did. The first time she was a little drunk she knew that but the few times after that when she met him she was sober and could not use her loneliness and alcohol as an excuse. Over the past two months since her taboo affair started she saw the young man several times. Each time she met with him she had every intention of breaking off the affair but she never could; her desire to have sex and fulfill her loneliness seemed to take over and she could not resists her lover's advances. He did not make love to her and to put it simply, he fucked her and often used her body for what Leadre considered the young man's perverse pleasures.
He used her like a whore and a sex toy and fucked her like they were making a porn video and made vulgar and crude comments about her body and age as they had sex. While the older woman often got humiliated by the things her young lover did to her body and the names he called her or the crude comments he made about her body and even her age to her shame she enjoyed it and had many orgasms from the things he did to her and how he treated her and as much as she tried to deny the pleasures he gave her from the things he did to her or made her do to him and the multitude of times she wanted to end their affair she could not resist his sexually advances and always gave in. But all the ways her young lover degraded and used her body was nothing compared to the guilt and shame she felt over the fact that her young lover Justin was her own daughter's boyfriend!
