A bit of context

You motioned your head for Rebecca to follow you and set the plates you were holding down, giving you both a bit more privacy in the kitchen instead of just standing in the doorway.

“What’s up, everything okay?” you asked, turning back around from the sink to face her.

“Everything’s fine. Great even. It makes me feel like I was worried for nothing to be honest. I just wanted to ask… When Lucy asked about penalties for Truth or Dare and you said punishments… what was that about?” Rebecca asked, curiosity weighing on her mind.

“Ah… So… yeah this does need a bit of an explanation” you said, not quite sure how to exactly bring Rebecca up to speed on this.

“We had been setting some new family rules by a vote. Everyone but the person who suggests the new rule, shuts their eyes and votes on if the rule passes. There have been a few so far but one of them was when Mom was having trouble making Lucy accept a normal punishment. So I sort of became… the punishment giver” you added, sounding slightly sheepish when you had to give yourself a title.

Rebecca however seemed keen on your answer and she was almost leaning forward on her tiptoes to get closer to you. As if that would let her hear the story quicker. With her hanging on your every word, it felt like you needed to give her more of an explanation than that.

“The rule hasn’t been in place long. But I have managed to have at least some fun with it. Mom gave me the title and Lucy’s punishment ended up being that she had to strip naked and finish off the rest of the meal without any clothes on. She wasn’t best pleased but with the rest of us still clothed, I think she did end up feeling pretty embarrassed even if she didn’t show it.” you explained, thinking back on the meal with a smile on your face.

Rebecca once again seemed interested and even if she hadn’t meant to, she had inched her way closer towards you as you were talking until her chest brushed against your arm.

“Do…do you think that could happen tonight?” she asked, almost expectantly as if putting herself straight into Lucy’s shoes.

“It could…I guess that’s up to me though isn’t it” you replied, lifting a finger to trace it along her collar bone, just about exposed from the low cut dress she was wearing.

The thought of doing something with Rebecca now was oh so tempting but knowing that she would be on edge and more likely to go along with the game in her current state was something you also had to consider. Pulling yourself away from her however was also hard to do and you found yourself leaning in for a kiss.

Temptation got the best of you and you were able to blame the **** for the blunder before trying to correct yourself, enjoying the kiss but forcing yourself to lean back for long enough to calm yourself down.

“We should get back to the others, I want this kind of energy from you to spread to the others” you joked, taking another moment to create some distance.

“Oh so is that an order?” Rebecca teased back, picking up her empty glass from the counter again, giving you a surly smile as she looked back at you.

“No but it might be later. If you don’t behave that is” you flirted, getting a positive reaction before you went to leave the kitchen.

Seeing Rebecca’s empty glass however, you decided it was best to grab drinks for everyone. Not everyone would still be drinking **** so you grabbed a bottle of fruit juice from the fridge alongside one more bottle of wine, deciding that was the limit for everyone for the rest of the night.

You guided Rebecca back to the dining room and grabbed the few glasses that people hadn’t already taken with them, taking the lead as you headed into the living room so you could survey what state the room was in first.

What struck you first was that one of the sofas had been moved to now face the other, much closer than it had been previously. There was however enough space in between the two to spin a bottle and the rug on the floor meant that anyone wanting to sit on the floor could do if they chose to, and with all 7 people needing to play, it was likely that someone was gonna be on the floor anyway.

Luckily Grace seemed to have taken that role so nobody was **** to, looking eager to start playing the game with the bottle still in her hand. The layout of where the others sat had also changed and as Rebecca moved to sit on one of the sofas besides Mom, you were left with the decision to sit next to them or to try and squeeze onto the other one with Sarah, Lucy and Emma, in that order closest to you.

“We’ve put him on the spot now” Lucy teased, seeing your dilemma instantly as if knowing your weakness was there to be exploited.

Instead, you sat on the floor opposite Grace, forming a full circle of people with plenty of space for Grace to do the first spin whenever needed.

You got a boo from Lucy which Emma also joined in on shortly after, getting the others to join in to some degree as they all gave you some disagreement.

“Hey! I’m just trying to be fair. Speaking of which… Lucy mentioned a punishment for if you don’t complete a truth or a dare.” you repeated, shooting a glance at Rebecca.

It felt like she was going through all the emotions as you looked in her direction but all while trying not to show it on her face.

“...For now, you either take a sip of your drink, remove an item of clothing or, if neither of those are available then… well we can figure it out when that happens. Any questions before we start?” you asked the room, seeing Grace get ready to spin after placing the bottle in the middle of you all.

She looked raring to go but after a second to process, someone spoke up.

“I think I may need to have different rules…” Sarah shyly said, seeing that the attention was on her before she continued.

“W-well, I’m not drinking wine and… I’m only wearing the dress… So, I think I’m at a bit of a disadvantage” she revealed.

Her legs were tucked off to her side but everyone’s eyes went to the hem of her dress even if they didn’t mean to, making Sarah blush even more.

She was right though, in comparison to everyone else, the rules were stacked very much against her, making you want to make some changes or at least give her something in exchange for the position she had found herself in.