50 Shades of Family

Discovery (Part 3)

((Okay, this is the longest part yet. 3,777 words!! Teddy on the side))

"I'm going to put Julie up." Phoebe whispered before exiting the room leaving me with my thoughts.

Is this what it would be like? What are all these torturing devices? Is this why my parents were so mad someone would try to rope me into this? Why do my parents have this room?

I walk around the room taking in all the leather and silk objects. I take note that the bed is unmade and there is a set of lingerie on the bed. Unless Mrs. Taylor would wear this... I make the connection that this is my mother's which kind of weirds me out.

I walk over to the other side of the bed and see a pair of jeans. I pick them up and see that they are faded and ripped up. I hold them up in front of my face and sure enough they looked like my dad's size. I am beyond disgusted now. I hurriedly pick up the lingerie and jeans rushing to the nearest chest of drawers and open the top one. Big mistake.

I know what these...toys are, as much as I hates to admit it. Butt plugs. However, I didn't know there was such a variety. I pick one up and examine the torpedo shaped object. It has a strange texture on it and a switch on the top. I flicked the switch on and the toy starts to vibrate. It's worse than I thought. I drop the object and just stare at it.

"What kind of kinkyfuckery is this?" I think aloud.

"What is that?" I hear my sister's voice behind me. I quickly pick it up, turn it off and toss it in the drawer with the jeans and lingerie and other plugs. "Nothing." I answer. Phoebe simply nods her head and walks over to the objects that I felt along the wall earlier.

"What's this?"She asks playing with the tassel object. I know what it is, a flogger, but I'm going to keep my sister as innocent as possible as long as possible.

"It's like a whip." I substitute. Phoebe raises a questioning eyebrow but I shake my head telling her to drop the subject. Phoebe runs her hands over all five of them, I noticed that there are hooks missing their floggers. "Phoebe, hang it back up." I scold her while she swings the red and black one around.

She watches it curiously then brings it down on the palm of her hand. "Ouch." She rubs her palm with her thumb then hangs the leather weapon back on the hook. "That could really hurt some one." She grimaces while I roll my eyes. If only she knew. She reaches for the same chest that I stashed the pants in. I'm about to tell her it's time to leave, but she goes for the second drawer. I internally sigh and go to a wooden cabinet. Just when I think I've seen it all, I find the other "whips". Riding crops and canes to be exact.

My parents are animals, I look at the assortment of pleasure (but mostly pain) devices. "Teddy, why are these in here?" I quickly close the cabinet doors, hoping my sister didn't see anything. When I turn around she has a gray silk looking blindfold out. I run my fingers along the edges of it before looking in the drawer too.

There are all different colors. A dark green one, maroon one, navy one, white one, red one, black one, multiple gray ones, and patterned velvet one. When I look in the very back, there is a black and gold box. I open the box and pull out a red and black collar. I remember what my father said about these: "The submissive is essentially owned by their dominant and engaged in a committed erotic relationship. This does not necessarily mean the relationship is exclusive. It may also be meant literally when the dominant places a collar around the neck of their submissive."

I look on the inside, and it is engraved with 'Grey'. After a couple of seconds I close the box and stuff it back in the drawer.

"I think we need to go?" I press. When I turn around from closing the drawer, Phoebe is already headed to a new device.