Author: DrMom - sonofkr@yahoo.com
Title: Karen's Secret - Rachel's Pet One-Shot
Keywords: FF bg ped ws voy mast mild-viol gross 
caution 

Summary: Follows the events of "Tommy's First 
Fuck". Karen confront's Rachel about pimping her 
9 year old son. Rachel puts her in her place.

"So what do you want to talk to me about?" Rachel 
asked. She stood in the room they shared, in a 
cute burgundy skirt that just covered her butt, a 
light sweater top, and heels. She had just 
returned with the girl's from a visit to the 
OBGYN that she staffed for her escorts. Karen was 
back in a short robe and heels.   

Karen looked angry and she had a pretty good idea 
why. Karen telegraphed the slap with a windup but 
Rachel did not try to avoid it. The mother of two 
swung hard and connected palm to face with a 
crack, sending Rachel stumbling backward into the 
dresser where she grabbed the edge to stop 
herself. She stood there with her head down 
feeling the burn as blood rushed to her cheek and 
lips. "What the fuck was that for?"

"You whored out my baby!" Karen stared at her, a 
great look of nostril flaring indignation on her 
face. Rachel raised her head a fraction to stare 
back. Her lips formed a small smirk. "You sold my 
child's body to one of your fucking clients." 
 
"Do you want to know how much I made off that 
deal?"

"I don't care! You used him in your sick 
business! You turned him into a little cocksucker 
faggot for cash..." Karen put her head in her 
hands like she was overwhelmed by the horror. 
"He's only 9 years old, Rachel! He was innocent!"

Rachel weighed what she knew about Karen against 
the possibility that this display of anger was 
genuine or a manipulation. She decided Karen 
could be genuinely upset but doubted it was 
entirely or even mostly to do with her son being 
used for sex.

"Do you want to be in charge, Karen? Do you want 
to start making the decisions around here?" 
Rachel asked, ignoring the content of Karen's 
words.

"Uhm..." Across the room, Karen took a half step 
back.

"Do you want to be in the driver's seat? Do you 
want to try to control me?!" She bit off each 
word.

"Uh...I...don't..." Karen looked completely 
flustered. Her head dropped. She was unsure now. 
She had thought she had the perfect thing to be 
upset about but Rachel had not folded. 

"Give me a fucking answer, now!" Rachel strode 
toward her, heels clacking on the hardwood floor.

"I don't! No!" Karen cowered as Rachel came to 
stand before her. Even though Rachel was a half 
hand shorter, she seemed to loom.

"Then shut the fuck up and sit the fuck down." 
Karen dropped to her knees, confused and 
frightened. "Not on the floor, get in the goddamn 
bed."

Karen climbed up into bed. She curled her legs up 
and watched Rachel stalk around the room, no 
trace of the self righteous indignation from 
moments before. As she walked, Rachel talked.

"I've introduced you to a lot of things since you 
came to stay," She said as she lowered the big 
flatscreen out if the ceiling. "Kinks you'd never 
had the opportunity or courage or safety to 
explore before. Yes? Yes."

"I don't..."

"That was rhetorical. Shut up." Rachel turned it 
on and tilted it toward the bed. "But you also 
came here with secrets. Secrets so shameful to 
you that you couldn't be honest about them, even 
with me. Possibly not even with yourself."

Karen began to squirm like she wanted to be 
almost anywhere else. Rachel pulled her phone out 
and hopped onto the bed. She swiped and tapped at 
her phone and the screensaver on the TV was 
replaced with a shot of a toilet. Karen 
recognized it as the children's bathroom. 
Indignation welled up in her but Rachel raised a 
finger. "Wait."

After several seconds a robed barefoot Karen came 
into view. In screen Karen's hand she held two 
pink toothbrushes of different shades. She took 
off her robe, letting it fall to the tiled floor 
then sat down. She sat with her thighs together, 
looking left, then she spread her legs. Watching 
Karen groaned.

"Watch! This is my favorite part...obviously." 
Rachel grinned. Screen Karen slid the two brushes 
between her legs until they were inches from her 
smooth waxed slit. The video was so quiet she 
assumed there was no sound so Karen jumped when, 
with a loud moan, screen Karen started to piss.

"Oh god..." Karen groaned as she covered her face 
and a moment later screen Karen moaned the same 
thing.

Rachel snorted. "Take your hands down, it's not 
over."

Karen lowered her hands enough to see. Screen 
Karen continued to moan as piss sprayed out of 
her and over the toothbrushes and her hand. 

"You piss like a horse." Rachel looked like she 
would have been eating popcorn if she had some. 
"I saw a Polish whore piss harder though. She 
could knock dixie cups off a fence at 19 feet." 

"Please stop..." Karen moaned in shame. 

Screen Karen's urine stream started to peter out, 
pushing short spurts out with groans of pleasure. 
Eventually all that was left was a dribble. 

"No, wait...this is my favorite part." Screen 
Karen carefully raised the brushes up to her open 
mouth and pushed them in, closing her lips around 
the handles. With a moan she sucked the pissy 
brushes and rubbed her dripping pussy.

"God I'm so disgusting," Karen curled into a ball 
on the bed. 

"Mmmm, I've never seen someone so enthusiastic 
about tooth brushing," Rachel grinned as screen 
Karen pulled the brushes out of her mouth and 
shoved them up her cunt, brush first. More piss 
flowed down as she pumped the brushes in and out 
of her pussy, making sure to catch piss in the 
bristles on each out stroke. Screen Karen was 
gasping with pleasure. She started to buck her 
hips as her moans grew loud enough to distort the 
audio. By the time she came she was sobbing with 
pleasure, banging against the toilet tank. Her 
moans subsided and she drew the cunt slimed piss 
brushes out from where she had jammed them.

"Look at the damn screen or your going to miss 
it," Rachel ordered. After a moment to catch her 
breath, screen Karen stood, and wiped off the 
toilet seat. When she finished she carefully set 
the toothbrushes on the edge of the sink without 
rinsing them off, then put on her robe and walked 
out of frame.

"Wait for it," the time stamp in the bottom 
corner ticked by faster now. After about three 
hours of onscreen time the video slowed back 
down. The sound of children talking grew started 
and grew louder. The camera angle switched to 
what had to be directly behind the mirror.

"...knows you have a crush on her," Kara's voice 
became distinct, then she walked into frame. She 
wore the most precious sailor themed lingerie. A 
short white top that stopped just below her 
nipples, a striped navy kerchief around her neck, 
a pleated navy skirt that came halfway down her 
pert little ass, and a white and navy beret. "I 
mean, how could she not? You had an erection the 
second class started and we're studying 
arithmetic this week."

"I just get erections, young boys do that. 
Remember? Sex ed?" Tommy came into frame in the 
same outfit. Kara washed her face then picked up 
one of the toothbrushes. Karen groaned.

"Yeah but you've only been like this since we 
learned about prostate milking and she 
demonstrated it on you." After squeezing a dab of 
toothpaste she shoved the brush into her mouth. 
Rachel crawled over and rubbed Karen's pussy as 
they watched Kara brushing her teeth.

"Look at her brushing your cunt scum into her 
pretty mouth," Rachel said as she masturbated 
her. 

Tommy had a far off look in his eyes and Kara 
reached down and lifted the front of his skirt.

"'ere it ish again." Kara said around the brush 
in her mouth. She stared at her brother's 
erection before he swatted her hand away.

"You're just jealous you don't have a prostate to 
milk," Tommy shoved his sister out of the way and 
grabbed the other brush. He must have noticed 
something because he put it to his nose and 
sniffed it. "My brush smells kinda gross."

"Ha ha! He said it!" Rachel teased, a juvenile 
side of her creeping out Karen had not 
experienced since college. ?I love this part!"

"'at's 'ust your 'ross mouf." Kara said with a 
smirk at her brother.

"The smell reminds me of...mom. Weird." He 
shrugged and squeezed a glob of toothpaste onto 
the head before brushing his front teeth. 

"Ha...busted." Rachel chuckled and kept rubbing 
Karen's sopping cunt. "How does it feel to watch 
your own children rubbing your piss and pussy 
drippings into their gums?"

"Oh god help me, I love it." Karen almost wailed.

"I masturbated the first time I watched this," 
Rachel said, "I came so hard. I came when you 
came and again when I found this part."

"You don't think I'm disgusting?" Karen looked up 
at Rachel, vulnerable.

"I think you're kinky as fuck and you're a dirty 
slutty mommy," Rachel bent down and kissed her. 
"And I love you." 

"I love you too," Karen said and kissed her back.

---

"Still pissed about you whoring my son..." Karen 
said as they lay in the dark post fuck.

"I made 50 grand. You can have half."

"...Nevermind."

"Yeah." Rachel rolled over and grabbed her phone, 
"I still haven't looked at the video from that 
night."

"There are more cameras?" Karen asked, almost in 
a whisper.

"Bitch, I know where you wipe your boogers." The 
TV came on. It was a still frame of the kids 
brushing their teeth.

"I'm not sure I'm comfortable with that." 

"My house, my rules. You love my rules." The 
image on the TV changed. Karen and Tommy cuddling 
on the couch. The doorbell rang and screen Karen 
tells Tommy to go put on his robe... 

sonofkr@yahoo.com

*****The author does not condone violence or 
anything illegal or nonconsensual. This is merely 
a fantasy exploring taboos. Don't fuck kids. And 
don't piss on their stuff.*****