Mission Impossible

As you emerge to consciousness the next morning you feel absolutely wonderful. The warm dawn glow that beamed in around the curtains of the window seemed to shine right into your body and soul. You had that amazing morning after feeling and it was wonderful. Today was the first day of this new reality. Love filled your heart. Listening to the breathing of the others and feeling the warmth of your mother's nude body pressed to yours you had such a sense of belonging you truly wonder how you had even considered being with Allison. It actually seemed weird to you now. She'd been a fine girlfriend but she was...an outsider...normal...and you had to admit, sane. No, you were right where you belonged.

You enjoy the feeling a bit longer but your bladder would not be denied. You had to go piss. You carefully sit up so as not to wake your mother and look across at your sisters. Fiona was sound asleep, her usually intense expression relaxed...peaceful...calm. It looked good on her. You smile as you look to your little sister. Her deep dark eyes were wide open and looking at you. Her cheek was mushed into her mom's big breast and she was being held tight from behind by Fiona. She was wide awake and the center of big Bailey sandwich. She whispers to you.

"Help."

You chuckle softly. Slipping out from your side of the bed you come around to help your trapped sister free herself. Fiona stirs and nearly rouses as you extricate Elsie from her embrace. After El has managed to crawl out you gently lay Fiona's arm over her mother. You watch as the pair of them instinctively snuggle together. You notice instantly there was a different chemistry between their snuggling than you and El's with your Mom. With you and El it was very much children holding to their mother, with Fiona it more resembled a husband holding his wife. You mom turns her head to bring it closer to her daughter. You and Elsie just stand and watch them.

"God they're beautiful." You whisper. "You all are. I just...I don't have the words..."

El slips her arm around you, you put yours around her. "I know. I feel the same."

The pair of you leave the room and silently shut the door behind you. You each take care of some morning business then get dressed in loose comfortable home around clothes. You watch her dress then she watches you. You chat, wondering how the sleeping arrangements were going to go now that you were all together.

As you finish throwing on a shirt you ask your sister. "Hey El. Mom likes me dressed up as a girl. Fiona likes me all fancied up. What do you want me to look like?"

She gives you the strangest little look, as if amused by your question. "Jesse, I don't care what you look like. Wear what you want. You look fine to me just the way you are."

You roll your eyes at her trite answer. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. No really, I don't mind dressing..."

She slips her arms around your waist and gives you a sweet kiss. "No...really." She says. "You just be you. I love you just the way you are Jesse."

Looking into those fathomless eyes you see only honesty and a love that was as pure and brilliant as the midday sun. You kiss. A slow tender loving kiss. Your eyes closed the kiss goes on and on. Each of you savoring this special quiet moment together.

When you finally come apart you slowly open your eyes once more and smile. "I love you too Elsie."

Together you both let out a long breath and gaze into each other. It was like a moment in some wonderful dream. You bring her in for a hug and both of you let out a giggle. This all seemed too good to be true. You then head downstairs and into the kitchen. Elsie heads to the cupboard and grabs a box of cereal and two bowls. You wave her to put them back.

"I'm going to make a good breakfast." You inform her even as you pull the bacon, eggs, and a few other things out from the fridge.

"You're going to cook?" Elsie looked surprised, though she returned the box of cereal and bowls to where they had been.

You nod. "Yeah, I'll do my best." You grin proudly. "I'm going to start looking after Fiona, and she'll look after me. She'll look after all of us. She works so hard El, I had no idea, but she works real hard for our family."

Elsie nods. "Yeah, it's kinda crazy she had this whole other life we didn't know about." She watches you set out the ingredients on the counter and look them over. "I'm...I'm glad you're going to be looking after her. I think she needs a little looking after. Hey...um...can I help? I'd like to help too."

"Of course!" You say, you'd kinda been hoping she'd say that. Elsie at your side made everything just that much better. "Why don't you get the coffee going and I'll start the bacon."

She nods and gets the coffee machine all set up as you lay the strips of bacon down on the pan then turn on the heat. Before long you are shoulder to shoulder, you chopping potatoes into hash brown sized chunks as she slices up some fruit. She was quiet but something was on her mind, you wait for her to let it out.

"Jesse."

"Yes?"

"Um...I'm glad you're looking after Fiona. And I'm happy to as well. But..."

You chuckle. "But what?" You say in a teasing voice. "Is someone jealous?"

She turns to you, only now could you see just how serious she was being. "No! Of course not. I am so happy we are together, all of us. But...but..."

You grip her shoulder and look at her with concern. "What's wrong?"

She swallows hard. "Um...I think we need to help...Fiona."

You look at her curiously. "Yeah, I know. We can look after her."

El shakes her head. You weren't getting her meaning. Your eyes suddenly widen.

"You mean...with her work!? You want to be a part of her work!"

"Oh hell no!" Elsie spurts, offended at the suggestion. Finally she says it. "Jesse...Fiona isn't right. In her heart. Something is not right with her. She's....I think she's broken and..."

You scowl. "She's not broken Elsie. She is amazing! Look at all she's accomplished already. She is incredible. Dynamic. Powerful!"

Elsie nods. "I know, I know. She is all of those things. But...even before all of this, some of the things she would say...about...Allison..." El looks you in the eye. "She's going to go to far one of these days. I mean..." Her voice gets really small, she suddenly looks so fragile. "...I mean...she already has but...even worse. She could get in real trouble and...people could get hurt."

You hug your sister and hold her tight. You think back...remembering Fiona's wild expression as she spoke to Allison on the phone...remembering that crazed look in her eye during your waxing...and with what she had done to Elsie, someone she loved so dearly, when they were younger... You shake your head. No, Fiona was just...intense. That's all. That's all. That's...

Fuck...El was right. You had been genuinely worried for Allison's well-being during that phone call, you had been truly afraid of the snarling demon your sister had become in that salon, and...if she could do to Elsie what she had done... You shudder.

You smell crisping bacon. "Crap!" You pull away and go to flip the sizzling strips before they were burnt.

Turning back El was still looking at you with worry. You give her a slow firm nod. "You're right. I mean, we're all nuts, but at least the rest of us wouldn't hurt anyone."

Elsie smiles as she sees you now understood her concern. "We're together now, that will help I am sure." Her smile grows. "And we'll look after her nice and let her look after us, I think that will really help. It'll be fun to look after her. To make her happy."

You nod your agreement. "Then, after a while, we can maybe get her into therapy or something."

Elsie laughs. "Really? Therapy? Fiona?" Her laughter picks up. "Could you imagine? She'd have the therapist bound and licking her boots by the second session!"

You join in, chuckling away despite the seriousness of the topic. "Fuck! You're right." You could so imagine that. Some soft speaking counselor type wouldn't stand a chance against your sister. And a tough talking one would just make her shut down...at best.

It gets quiet again as both of you get serious once more. You then ponder. "Then...what can we do?"

Elsie takes a deep breath and reaches to hold your hand. "Love her. Understand her. Talk with her." There was something El wasn't saying, something she seemed to be waiting for you to say. She continues. "Build up our trust together. Let Fiona know her place at the head of the family along with Mom. Give her our unwavering support. But...I think...I think maybe there's something else. Something...unorthodox. Something only Fiona could really understand."

As if by telepathy your thoughts snap into alignment with Elsie's. You say in a hushed voice. "She needs to let someone else hold the whip. She needs to give up control."

Elsie nods, glad you were following her. "I think...if she could submit, even just once, to show that level of trust in someone...THEN maybe a therapist might be an option." El squeezes your hand. "Listen, I don't pretend to understand Fiona's lifestyle but...I just thought..."

You shake your head. "No, no I think you're on to something El. I think you're right." You think back to Fiona's talk of the special connection a sub and a master had. Fiona had only ever experienced one side of that relationship.

The thought of Fiona submitting? Fuck, how the hell was that going to happen? Could Fiona even do it? It seemed impossible.

El leans up and kisses your cheek. "Anyways, something to think about. I want to help her Jesse. I love her so much."

You nod as you return to chopping potatoes. "Me too El, me too."

Both of you fall into silence as you ponder what to do about Fiona and continue to cook breakfast.