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Too Good To Be True

Copyright© 2004 by Amanda

Chapter 6

Incest Sex Story: Chapter 6 - A woman is duped by her new boyfriend and both she and her daughter will pay the price

Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Fa/ft   Consensual   NonConsensual   Coercion   Blackmail   Mind Control   Hypnosis   Drunk/Drugged   Lesbian   Fiction   Incest   Mother   Daughter   BDSM   DomSub   FemaleDom   Humiliation   Slow  

They were led into a lemon yellow room with 2 large black leather couches, the sort one might find in a doctors surgery, only about twice the width. Sharon and Jane were each led to a couch and their robe and slippers removed before being helped onto the couches.

"This I'm afraid is one of Miss Amanda's 'pride must abide' treatments." Carrie said to both girls although in there dreamy state they didn't really understand. "But it will soon be over and then you can have a nice relaxing massage."

"What is it?" Sharon managed to ask through the fog of her mind.

"Nothing to worry about, Miss. Just a little waxing that's all."

Sharon had waxed her legs before and knew what to expect, or at least she thought she did as Carrie said. "Your eyes look a little puffy, Miss. Why donít you wear these they will help you to relax." From behind her back she produced a cooled lemon yellow gel eye mask that she held over Sharon's eyes until she hooked the elastic hoops around Sharon's ears. "Now lie down on your front, Miss." Carrie coaxed, helping Sharon into position.

Jane however had never been waxed, her own body hair was still soft and downy, only becoming a little coarser as it approached her pubic region. Even so, Sasha knew that it would be painful and would probably distract Sharon if Jane suddenly cried out. "Lets put these on, Miss." Sasha said as she slipped an identical eye mask on Jane. "This might be a little painful, Miss. So Miss Amanda said I could help you."

Sasha crouched down and retrieved a clear plastic anaesthetic mask attached by a tube to 2 cylinders on the floor. With an expert touch Sasha adjusted the 2 valves and lifted the mask to Jane's face. "This will help you to relax, Miss." Sasha said as she held the mask over Jane's nose and mouth. At first Jane tried to lift her hands, objecting to the mask but she was still too doped from the sauna and as the vapour did it's trick she soon quietened enough for Sasha to slip the elastic strap over her head holding the mask in place.

"Good girl, Miss. Now just take nice deep relaxing breaths, Miss. Now lie down for me, Miss." Sasha said as she helped Jane lie down, her face to one side so as not to dislodge the mask. Sasha was quite rightly proud of this skill, she could keep a girl just this side of consciousness for hours if need be, just out of it enough to be compliant not enough to be unaware of what was happening. In this she really envied Amanda, who was able to do the same without the gas, just talking to a girl, soothing her with her voice.

"Ready sweetie?" Carrie said to her daughter and lover, bringing her out of her reverie.

"Yes, mom." Sasha replied with a twinkle in her eye as Carrie wheeled a small trolley with a hot wax warmer containing more than enough melting hard wax for Jane and Sharon. Both technicians were skilled in this, knowing just how thick to apply the wax, how long to leave it so that it developed that slightly matt finish but would not be quite solid, so that, with a quick flick to one edge of the strip it would lift enough to be removed without breaking or leaving behind a residue. They didn't race, for one thing they had different agendas, Sasha was to depilate Jane with the minimum of discomfort leaving her skin soft and as unmarked as possible. Carrie on the other hand had been given carte blanche with Sharon, the redder and more painful her skin after the treatment the better Amanda had explained. Consequently Carrie proceeded much faster, not concerning herself with applying any soothing balm after each strip as Sasha was required to do, also Sasha had to constantly monitor Jane like a theatre nurse adjusting the mix flowing to her mask. In fact by the time Sasha had finished the backs of Jane's legs Carrie was asking Sharon to turn over, making her wince as her red raw back touched the couch. "How you doing, Honey?" Sharon asked Jane but was answered by Carrie, Jane being too far out of it to do so herself even if she hadn't had the mask over her mouth. "Miss Jane is doing just fine, Miss. Don't you worry about her, Sasha is making sure she is comfortable.

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