The Submissive Position

Fbailey story number 721


The Submissive Position


My little sister Pricilla said, “Come with me I want to show you want I learned at Jill’s house.”

I knew that my sister had a sleepover with Jill the night before so I followed her into her room. She locked the door and started to get undressed. As much as I wanted that to happen I also knew that I had to get the hell out of there before I got killed. So I left.

Before dinner she whispered, “I just wanted to show you the submissive position.”

I asked, “What is that?”

Pricilla whispered, “It is what a girl does for a boy. It puts her in a very submissive position so that the boy can have his way with her if he wishes. Jill’s mother assumes it every time that her husband comes home from work and again at bedtime.”

I asked, “How do you know about what she does?”

Pricilla said, “Because Jill does it too and I saw it. I didn’t have to open myself for him but I had Jill help me later, after we were in bed together.”

Right then Mom called us to eat.

During dinner Pricilla asked, “What is a submissive position?”

Mom spit out food and Dad looked like he had been caught killing someone.

Mom asked, “Where did you hear that phrase?”

Pricilla lied and said, “One of the older girls in school was talking about it in the bathroom when I was peeing.”

Mom carefully told her that some women were very submissive to their husbands or lovers and that in some countries women were required to present themselves in a particular manor.

Pricilla asked, “Are you submissive to Daddy?”

Mom looked at Dad, he gave a slight nod, and then Mom told her that she was sort of submissive in that she let Dad make all of the major decisions since he earned all of the money. She said that it was her job to care for the house, take care of us, and to fulfill all of Dad’s needs.”

Pricilla asked, “What are Dad’s needs.”

I jumped in and said, “Sex.”

Mom took in a deep breath and released it before saying, “Yes, sex is a big part of it.”

Pricilla then asked, “Do you lay on your back naked with your feet behind your head and your arms out to the side like Jill’s mother does?”

Mom turned white as a ghost.

Dad sent us to our bedrooms.

Later Mom knocked on my door.