Chapitre 3598: SEPARATED AT TEN
Hard cold rain poured down their wet soaked bodies as Madeleine and Robert Coldwater watched as their family home was set ablaze. Those evil, wicked flames hissed as they screamed out for their father as he rushed back into their home to save their mother. Their throats raw and sore as the roar of the fire trucks arrived on scene. Holding each other's hand hoping, just hoping that they were all right, yet that was not to be as the police whisked them away to child services. Robert had to watch as his sister was taken from him by an aunt he never knew they had while he remained in foster care. "Boys are evil, leave him Madeleine," those words would forever haunt him as he grew throughout the years.
There were families that tried to adopt Robert but he wasn't having any of it, nor was he going to stay with the ones that were abusive or just wanted the check that came with him. He had forgotten how many homes he had ran away from that he was placed in. Yet he would always be found back at that burnt out shell of their former home. Wondering why his sister hadn't taken him with her. Wasn't that what siblings did -- protect one another? However, the one person that meant anything to him had abandoned him; left him to that dreary life that Robert was forced to live alone. The once happy, caring boy grew cold and distant to all those around him. He had learned as the years passed in the orphanage there was only one person you could ever count on -- yourself.
Ten years later...
Robert returned home from the late shift at the chemical plant he worked at while going to school part-time. His one room apartment was small and bare of anything that could indicate that an actual person lived there. The walls were the same eggshell white paint that had adorned the walls when he moved in after the orphanage kicked him out. A secondhand tan couch sat in front of his TV, both he had picked up at goodwill. There was no gaming console he had heard about while he was growing up. Other than his uniforms Robert only had a few pairs of clothes stored in his dresser. To him everything else was just a luxury, money better kept in his bank account then spent on useless things, other than the Smartphone in his pocket that is. He knew if he had to, he could pack up what clothes he had and disappear which wasn't hard for him to do. He had grown used to it during his childhood. That was until he heard an odd beep from his phone. If he didn't need the thing for work Robert wouldn't have even bothered with the device. Arching an eyebrow as the blue light flashed on his phone as he tossed away the pile of junk mail.
Robert barely knew how to operate the contraption; he had no idea what the little envelope meant that blinked on the top screen. Cocking his head to the side wondering just what he was suppose to do, wondering if he just tap it would it go away?
Frowning as it took him to where his text messages were stored which read: "Is this Robert Seymour Coldwater?"
Robert set his phone down pondering if he should answer, shaking his head at the thought, knowing it could just be some kind of telemarketer. He had overheard some of the people at his work saying they could do that now. Yawning as he opened his fridge looking for something to eat before he went to bed. While it might not be what anyone would call a fulfilling life, yet to Robert it was the only life he knew. A life he didn't have to look over his shoulder wondering if one of the older kids would steal his food; or soil his bed in mud, jam or feces as one of the more sadistic boys had done when he was fourteen. At an early age he had learnt to fight for what was his. In the orphanage it was survival of the fittest and no one dared to appear weak, least not when the nun's back was turned.
After a few broken noses they learned not to take what was his, those that tried learnt a hard lesson in the dead of night when they were left alone. Once he was free from the orphanage, food was the only thing Robert truly splurged on. No more of the days of plain old oatmeal, no more smelly bologna, no more of the days of going to bed hungry when they didn't have enough to fully feed the kids in their care. Robert licked his lips as the ham, roast beef, chicken sat nestled between a leaf of lettuce and two slices of tomato on thick white bread. It wasn't much but to him it was heaven. Huffing in annoyance when he was about to take a bite as his phone vibrated once again.
"Please, I'm looking for my brother Robert. Is this his phone number or not?" Robert scowled as he chewed on his bite savoring the freshness of the tomato and the crispness of the lettuce.
"You got the wrong number, I don't have a sibling." Robert typed out lying to whomever it was, yet ten years he might as well not have a sibling for all the good it had done him.
"It can't be, this has to be his number, please let me talk to Robert!"
"I'm telling you, you have the wrong number, there is no Robert here! Now please lose this number and don't contact me again." Robert typed out returning to his meal sliding his phone away from him.
"Well, we will see about that!" came a rapid reply over the crunch of his potato chip.
Robert jumped in his seat as a fist pounded on his door. Grumbling as the pounding on his door grew, putting the chain on his door he knew it wouldn't stop anyone if they wanted into his small home. Yet it would give him time to retrieve his bat he kept close just in case.
"What is it that you want?!" Robert growled as he peered through the crack of the door. His eyes ran down the early twenty-year-old woman as she stood on the second floor walkway of his apartment complex. The yellow-white light flashed across her pearl necklace. Her navy-blue dress seemed out of place in his part of his neighborhood, it seemed more fitting in the more upscale section of his town. Then he saw the forty-year-old woman that stood behind her right shoulder. Her auburn hair seemed aflame in the artificial lighting.
"I'm looking for Robbie," Madeleine said trying to get a view of the man through the crack of the door. Robert narrowed his eyes as he knew only one person ever called him that and got away with it. It was so preposterous that she would even think about showing up now after all this time.
"There is no one here by that name, now please leave," Robert said as nicely as he could. If it was his sister he wanted nothing to do with her much less see her. His ebony hair brushed along his forehead as he viewed the woman that might be his sister.
"You sure, this rent application says there is," Madeleine said holding up the form he had filled out two years ago along with the photocopy of his ID card. "So why don't you drop the act and open the door?"
"All right so you know my name, what is it that you want?" Robert asked not giving into her demand.
"Robbie please, I just want to talk with you," Madeleine said pleading with her younger brother.
When she and her aunt had bought out the previous owners thinking to add the apartment complex to their vast real estate holdings, among other business dealings they had their hands in, they went through the applications to see who was behind and who was up to date on their rent payments. Madeleine couldn't believe that the brother she searched for had taken up residence in one of the upper apartments. She didn't know if it was god, fate or just plan luck but she knew she had to see him. She had to know what happened to him, had to know what kind of life he had lived, had to know if he thought about her as she had done with him for all those years.
"I don't know you, whatever you think we have to discuss is only in your mind," Robert said eager to get back to his meal. "Now if you excuse me, my meal is getting cold," he said inching his door closed.
"If you won't talk to me then you leave me no other choice than to evict you from the premises," Madeleine said her hand resting on the door stopping its advancement and slipping the eviction notice through the crack of the door. She had no wish to kick him out of his home, yet this seemed the only way Robert would talk to her.
"What!" Madeleine heard his yell from behind the door. "You can't do this, my rent has been paid, what about the four months left on my lease?!" Robert shouted as he threw the door open, his finger stabbing at the flapping piece of paper.
"Well, this complex is under new management, Robert," Caroline said stepping beside her niece. She had saved Madeleine from her mad sister a few weeks after she had heard the news of Michel's and Paula's death, however, by that time Robert had been lost in the influx of the system. It took months for them just to learn they had shipped him off to some out-of-state Catholic orphanage after the final time he had ran away from the home they placed him in. Then years of fighting the state to get her nephew back, however, by the time they had broke through all the red tape Robert was already eighteen and out of foster care. "So your old lease is now invalid, however, if you wish to stay here all you have to do is invite us in."
"Screw you!" Robert said slamming the door in their faces. He knew he could fight it yet that would require money -- money he knew would just be wasted. He could always find another apartment, things he wasn't attached to he could always replace. He finished eating the last bit of his sandwich as if he was being forced out he wasn't going on an empty stomach. It didn't take long for him to pack his meager belongings as Robert was use to living on the move. Thrusting open his door his eyes narrowing as they still stood in front of his door. "What! Throwing me out of my home not enough for you?!" Robert sneered as his sea bag slipped from his shoulder. Taking his key ring out of his pocket, tossing the steel key at Madeleine's chest, he pushed past them heading towards the stairs, checking his watch wondering if he could make it to the bus stop in time.
"Robbie wait! Please wait brother!" Madeleine called out as she raced after him.
"I told you before I don't have a damn sibling!" Robert spat as he jumped the last few steps to distance himself from Madeleine. Only to be blocked by a brute of a man causing him to fall backwards onto the cold hard concrete steps.
"Thank you Anthony," Madeleine said as her legs carried her down to Robert's side.
"No problem boss lady," Anthony said in a deep masculine voice.
"Now... Robert will you please cut this childish behavior out and talk to me like a normal adult?" Madeleine asked as she crouched at his side. "Please, can we just go back to your... oh right, you don't live here anymore," she said sticking the key into her bra so he couldn't take it from her. "Let me show you my home, where we can talk in comfort and not on this cold hard ground," Madeleine said placing her hand on his shoulder.
"I told you before I don't fucking know you," Robert said batting aside her hand. "Whatever you think we have to say to one another is only inside that delusional brain of yours," he said lifting himself off the ground.
"Anthony, see that Robert is shown to the car, we can't have our family business out in public for all eyes to see," Caroline said walking down the stairs gracefully. Due to the by-laws of the family's long standing will, only the male heir could hold any say over the way things are ran. While Caroline wanted to do away with such an old way of thinking, it made their enemies constantly underestimate her time and time again. It was Michel's task to instill this into his son when he grew to the age of being inducted into the family's secret business. However, that was thrown to the wind when a rival family had set their house ablaze. She wasn't about to lose another one of their shrinking family.
"Yes, ma'am," Anthony said taking Robert by the arm, his brown leather holster peeking out from his suit jacket.
"Robert, don't fight Anthony, he is very good at what he does and I'd rather you not get harmed," Caroline said seeing Robert starting to fight against Anthony as he led him to their black limousine.
"Sir, if you would... or I can toss you in if you like," Anthony said in a cold matter-of-fact tone as he held the car door open. Robert had been around enough shady people to know the man wasn't joking. Sighing as he slid the bag from his shoulder clutching it to his chest as the man tried to reach for it.
"Anthony, Robert may keep his bag if he so wishes," Madeleine said walking along the side of the car. "Thank you for your assistance, Anthony."
"Any time young Miss," Anthony said holding the door open for her.
"Take us home Michael," Caroline said as she slid into the seat beside her niece.
"Robert, tell me how was your life? Did you ever think about me? Were you loved? Did they take care of you?" Madeleine asked starting to rise from her seat. Only to see her brother clutching his bag even tighter thinking that she meant to take it from him. Wondering what could have happened to her brother to cause him to be so on edge with everyone.
"You think I'm just going to open up just because you miraculously show up. That I'd just bawl my little heart out to the so-called sister that abandoned me ten years ago, bah," Robert said waving her off.
"Robert, we did everything legal to find you," Caroline said placing her hand on her niece's forearm.
"Uh huh, and you are?" Robert said arching an eyebrow as he looked at the woman skeptically.
"Robert, don't you remember me? I'm your Aunt Caroline, think back to your tenth birthday, don't you remember the action figure I got you?"
"Nope not one bit," Robert said looking out the window as they sped down the highway.
"Robert, it's rude not to look at the person when they're speaking to you," Caroline said folding her hands in her lap. Knowing it was going to be a difficult task to break him of the habits he had picked up.
"Oh, like how it wasn't rude to toss me out of my home because I had no interest in speaking with you?" Robert retorted.
"All right, I'll admit that was a little rash on my part," Madeleine said leaning forward watching as those blue eyes of his followed her as if he was preparing himself for an attack. "Robert, you don't know how long we have been looking for you. The state made it highly improbable if not impossible to get any information on you. By the time we got through the red tape you were already eighteen and the orphanage you were at told us you left no forwarding address. So we had to start all over again trying to track down your movements but after a month it seemed you just disappeared."
"Yeah, like I'd give those people anything that could lead back to me," Robert said darkly.
"Robert, did they beat you?" Madeleine asked watching as he fidgeted with his watch.
"How long is this going to take? I need to sleep, I have to work tonight," Robert said ignoring his sister's question. He wasn't about to divulge anything to people he didn't know and didn't trust.
"You won't be going back there any longer Robert. You don't have a need to work unless you want to that is, if you want to work I could always find something for you to do," Caroline said studying her nephew she knew that demeanor all too well. Her late husband carried himself in the same manor years after he had been released from prison. Yet she knew he had never been in trouble with the law once he had turned eighteen, however, his juvenile record would have been expunged when he became an adult.
"Hmpf! No thanks I think I'd rather go to work," Robert said wondering when their little impromptu get together would be over. "Now are we done or what I got to find a new place to live thanks to you."
"Robert....brother don't you understand we're taking you home!" Madeleine said sliding into the bench seat that set across from the built-in bar. Only to watch as her brother distanced himself from her, her lip trembled wondering what had caused him to be so distrustful even to her.
"Tell me Robert how much time did you spend in juvie?" Caroline asked noticing the slight smirk in the corner of his mouth.
"A year and a half," Robert said with a little pride.
"Oh, and just what were you in for that required so much time?"
"Shoplifting, pick pocketing, gta, reckless endangerment, oh and my favorite, assaulting an officer. Ah, that was a good day," Robert said sighing looking out the window once again. Caroline's mind raced thinking it wouldn't take much to bring Robert into the family business since he has already demonstrated a knack for criminal behavior.
"Michael, pull over," Caroline ordered. Waiting for the car to slow to a crawl along the curb before opening the door. "Robert, if you want to leave you can and we won't bother you again. You can even return to that small apartment and go back to that mundane life you have led, or you can stay and I'll show you things that mischievous child could never dream of," Caroline said waving to the open door.
"Key," Robert said holding out his hand to his sister.
"No! I won't!" Madeleine said shaking her head in refusal.
"Well, it seems Robert you have been out voted," Caroline said smiling evilly shutting the door she was never going to let him exit the vehicle, she just needed to make him think he ever had a choice. "Continue Michael," Caroline said as she crossed her legs her black panties flashed her nephew.
"Robert, please can we just be brother and sister, like we were those many years ago?" Madeleine asked inching closer to him. She wanted to wrap him in her arms, to feel some connection they both had to their deceased parents.
"Oh, now you want to be my sister, where were you when I was ten?" Robert asked rhetorically.
"Madeleine, give him time," Caroline said as she watched as the gates of their family estate swung open. Instantly, Robert noticed the numerous muscle bound guards that walked the grounds, the numerous cameras as they swung in overlapping fields of vision. Two houses sat across from one another as they drove up the quarter mile long paved driveway. Trepidation filled his body as the car rolled to a stop before the grand entrance of their family manor. "Welcome home Robert, I do apologize it took so long to bring you home," Caroline said as Anthony opened the car door for her.
"Anthony, see that nasty business is taken care of before lunch," Caroline said straightening the shawl that rested on her shoulders.
"I'll see to it immediately, boss," Anthony said his eyes darting over to Robert who exited the car on the other side. He knew the young man might be a threat to his employer, while he didn't like bringing him in, Anthony knew when to keep his mouth shut.
"Robert, let me show you to your room," Madeleine said looking over the roof of the limousine as Robert looked around the grounds.
"Can't I just stay there," Robert said pointing to the houses behind him.
"No, Robert those are for our men's quarters and not for you to be getting under foot. Now stop this nonsense and come along," Caroline said narrowing her eyes wondering if he would ever grow any form of attachment to them.
"The upper left wing is the living quarters, where I'm sure we'll be seeing a lot of one another," Madeleine said her ass swaying as she led the way up the grand staircase.
"There's a media room across the hall if you want to partake of it," Caroline said pointing to the other side of the staircase. "If you're hungry, there is a phone by your bed, a chef is always on call at all hours should there be a need for a snack or meal," she said looping her arm around his. "I think given time Robert, that you'll enjoy your life here with us," Caroline said trying to be as charming as she could to lower his defenses.
"Right," Robert said drawing out the word. He knew a prison when he saw one. It was the same with foster care, juvie, and the orphanage this one was just far grandeur then all the others.
"If you wish to go anywhere. just inform Anthony and he'll make the arrangements," Madeleine said pushing open the double doors that led to his new bedroom. "Just please don't try to leave on your own we wouldn't want anything to inadvertently happen to you, brother," she said walking behind him as the sun peeked over the horizon, its golden rays filtering through the stain glass doors that led to the balcony.
"Uh huh," Robert said placing his sea bag onto the four-poster, king size, pillow top bed. He surveyed the room but kept his opinion to himself when he saw the waste of money spent on lavishing the room. He had learnt long ago to keep what he thought to himself most of the time, the rest well brought on any manner of fights, though he never once ratted out anyone when he knew some kid broke the orphanage rules. Even if he got beat with a bamboo cane for it, in that dark place no matter how much the kids tormented each other, they had to stick together or it would only turn into a version of the 'Lord of the Flies'.
"Your bathroom is right through here," Madeleine said smiling warmly as she peered over her shoulder. Hoping he enjoyed how her dress contoured to her body. "Now...let me help you with this," Madeleine said as her hand rested on his sea bag, only for it to be snatched out from under her.
"Don't touch my things!" Robert said holding the bag tightly to his chest.
"Robert, I'm your sister, you needn't worry that I'll try to steal from you," Madeleine said wondering just how much hurt her brother had gone through to be so protective of what little he owned.
"Uh huh, words have little meaning to me, next you're going to say you love me blah, blah, blah," Robert said distancing himself from her. "Until I see actual proof that you are indeed my sister, even then, I don't know you. I knew an eleven-year-old girl by that name years ago, you know nothing about me. To me you're more of a stranger than a sister," Robert said only wishing to go back that small quiet life in that rundown apartment.
"Then how about we have breakfast and we can get reacquainted with one another," Caroline said placing a steadying hand on her niece's shoulder.
"If I don't?" Robert asked feeling the hours weighing on him.
"You don't have a choice Robert," Caroline said carrying the tones that her word was law. Robert just smirked he hadn't spent his childhood defying the law just to bend to hers.
"Unless you going to set your brute on me I'm going nowhere," Robert said standing his ground. "You toss me from my home, practically kidnap me, now you stick me in a prison, do you honestly think I'm going to listen to a damn thing you say. Just because you claim we're supposed to be family," Robert said putting the word family in air quotations.
"Leave us Madeleine and close the door," Caroline said coldly never taking her eyes off her estranged nephew. If he was going to treat them like an enemy then she'll show him just what she did to those that opposed her. Kicking off her shoes, tossing her shawl and jacket onto the bed, undoing the small buttons on her sleeve, Caroline was going to need all the freedom she could as she taught her nephew a lesson. Her right fist resounded as it struck the door of the armoire as Robert dodged the blow. His sea bag flew into her face as air rushed out of her lungs as his fist struck her solar plexus. Jumping back putting distance between them she wasn't expecting that her nephew would fight back or that he knew how to.
Swinging on the post of the bed as Robert lunged at her, her feet striking him squarely in the middle of his lower back sending him head first into the dresser. While Robert knew how to brawl against her, he was child's play to take apart. Taking Robert by the ankle, dragging him away from the dresser, her foot pushing him over only to fall into Robert's ploy of buckling her knees out from under her. Caroline huffed as her back struck floor. Robert didn't give her anytime for a reprieve before he pinned her down.
Rolling her hips towards her chest, locking her thighs around his head, her covered snatch only centimeters away from his lips. Feeling his hot breath on her sex as she took command of his right arm, while his left tried to free himself from her hold, Caroline knew if she could hold on he would pass out as her muscles squeezed his airway closed. Her eyes went wide as Robert started to lift her up she didn't think he had the strength in his scrawny body to do such a thing. Yet every time he lifted her up off the floor and then slammed her down, Robert's nose would run along her slit. She tried not to give into the sensation as her nephew's strength began to wane, until he collapsed on top of her.
Pushing her nephew off of her, she hiked up her skirt as she straddled Robert's lap. Taking her shawl off the bed, she tied one end to the foot of the dresser, then wrapping it around his right wrist then his left, secured the other end to the other foot of the dresser. While she normally made her enemies disappear, her nephew required something more sinister. Something that she was looking forward to breaking in at the right time, however, what better way to break a man's will than with sex. Smacking Robert hard once, twice across the face as her mound rubbed against his groin.
"What...the fuck," Robert said groggily as he looked up at his hands.
"Listen well Robert," Caroline said taking hold of his chin. "You're about to be raped by me, your aunt," she said leaning over him as her free hand lowered his zipper. "So here's how it's going to go you will drop the attitude or we'll be doing this quite often," Caroline said needling his soft cock out from the confines of his pants.
"Fuck yo..." Robert's head rocketed to the side as Caroline's slap resounded throughout the room.
"You will not use such language in this house Robert!" Caroline growled snatching back Robert's head as she grabbed tufts of his hair.
"Kiss my pasty white..." Robert howled in pain as a red haze exploded before his eyes as Caroline's fist flattened his nose.
"This isn't a schoolyard, or a juvie hall, this is a different world you belong to nephew, whether you like it or not. Your actions have deadly consequences young man, now if you behave I won't break anything else," Caroline said letting go of his hair, pushing aside her panties as a sadistic light flashed across her hazel eyes at the sight of his gushing blood. "Robert, turn your head to the side so you don't choke," she giggled as she moved his cock towards her entrance. "I wouldn't want you to die on me while I fuck you," Caroline said her nails dragging down his chest as her eyes fluttered as she sank down onto his pole.
"How's that pussy nephew? Hmm... you like how it wraps around your cock, Robert?" Caroline asked as her hips rocked on his cock. Feeling her slickness running down his hard shaft, she couldn't remember when the last time she had something nice and hard between her legs. Being the head of the family, it didn't give her opportunities to have sexual partners, and her niece was in the same boat as she was. They couldn't rightly take one of the guards to their bed as that would only result in discontent within their ranks. They couldn't bring a random man back to their bed hoping that they wouldn't allow their curiosity to get the better of them.
"Get the fuck off of me!" Robert growled between coughs, splattering his blood mixed with his salvia across Caroline's high dollar dress shirt. Bucking his hips trying to throw his aunt off only to have his cock planted deeper into her cunt.
"Yes! Fight me Robert! All you're going to do is fuck me and fuck me, because I'm not some weak woman you can toss aside," Caroline said as her hands curled around Robert's shirt as she glided along his cock. "Yes! Fucking make me cum Robert! You would like that wouldn't you, having my cream coating this cock of yours?" she asked bowing her head as her womb began to contract. Biting her lip, loving having the real thing deep inside her and not the rubberized facsimile, "Can you feel it Robert? Can you feel my cunt squeezing your cock as it cums all over that hard tool!" Caroline moaned loudly squeezing her breasts as she rode out her orgasm.
"Fuck yo..." Was the last thing Robert said as Caroline's fist flew towards his left eye.
"Fuck... you got some bed side manner," Robert winced as the on-site doctor set his broken nose.
"Hmpf! It's what you get for disrespecting the boss," the middle-aged woman said as the sound of the latex gloves snapped back as they left her fingertips. "Here," she said tossing Robert a bottle of pain killers. "Take two now and another two before bed, repeat as needed. Now I don't want to see you in here again," she said pushing Robert out of the converted bedroom, now a medical examination room.
"Right, like I want to see your cranky old ass again," Robert grumbled as he walked down the hall.
"You know I can hear you," she said as she entered her office that adjoined the examination room.
"And should I care," Robert shot back as he continued down the hall. He knew he had to get out of that place, had to find a way to sneak past all the guards that patrolled the grounds. That was his plan until Madeleine took him by the arm.
"Robert, I can understand why this is hard for you," Madeleine said waving off Anthony and Michael, studying her brother's injures hoping there wouldn't be any further need to punish him. "You have to understand that what we are must be respected and earned, so you mustn't do that again and next time you might receive a few broken bones," Madeleine said leading her brother down the crushed oyster walkway that led to the private garden she loved to wander in on cool spring mornings. It was where she could escape the hassles of being her aunt's right hand, where she spent those quiet mornings thinking of the brother that was taken from her. "I do hope you know I'm here for you little brother," Madeleine said her hand running down his bicep coming to a rest in the crevice of his elbow.
"Robert, what was your childhood like?" Madeleine asked as they entered the rose section of the garden.
"Must I repeat myself," Robert said offhandedly, his eyes darting around seeing what he could out from out of his swollen black eye.
"Please, Robert," Madeleine said pulling her brother to a stop. "Talk to me, I want to know what happened to you that turned you into this cold, distant, untrusting man before me. I want to know what happened to that happy boy I grew up with?" Madeleine asked as her green eyes ran along his strong jaw, to his chapped lips, seeing the hard years in his blue eyes.
"Ten years on the streets will do that," Robert said finally looking his sister in the eye. "While you grew up with this," he said as his arm waved to their surroundings. "Had three hot meals in your stomach, someone to watch over you, gave you everything you wanted, I had to lie, cheat, and steal everyday just to get one decent meal. Dodging older boys that would steal anything and everything if they thought you had anything of value. Or do you want to know how those so-called nuns beat me with bamboo canes? Or how about the abusive homes the state put me in while you slept in comfort, or the neglect from those that only wanted the check the state paid out? Is that what you wanted to hear dear sister? So don't tell me we are brother and sister, you and I are nothing alike. The sooner you people learn that, the sooner I can get out of this place," Robert said reaching over taking hold of his sister's wrist and detaching himself from her.
"Is it so bad here with me? That you would rather go back to that life of loneness? I can never really understand what you have gone through Robbie, but I would like to try if you let me," Madeleine said fighting herself not to wrap her brother in her arms.
"That lonely life as you call it is all I know, this is just a fairytale," Robert said pointing to the mansion.
"Then let me show you another way to live Robbie, will you give me that chance little brother? Will you let me take care of you now, since fate deemed to keep you away from me?" Madeleine asked taking a step closer to him.
"Why?!" Robert asked a little confused, as in his experience no one helped anyone without getting something in return.
"Because I'm your big sister, silly," Madeleine said with a coy smile. "It's kind of what we do for our little brother's," she said taking the chance, taking Robert in surprise finally after so many years she finally had him in her arms again. "I'm never going to let you go ever again," Madeleine whispered into his ear. Wondering how long it would take him to truly believe her words.
"Right," Robert said wondering why he felt a warm sensation in his chest as he was held in Madeleine's arms. After all the years alone with only him looking out for himself, could it be that he had truly wished for some form of family; a connection -- to someone that sought nothing from him other than time.
"Come I want to show you something," Madeleine said joyfully pulling her brother along. "Come on!" she said giggling as she led the way to her secluded gazebo. She hoped that he watched as her dress swayed along her hips as they passed underneath the pergola. The sweet smell of jasmine filled the shadowy air as they passed underneath those manicured vines. "I always come here to be alone," Madeleine said slowing her pace, her body brushed against Robert's side as they entered her private sanctuary.
"Why?" Robert asked as he looked around. The high hedge walls ensured privacy from unwanted eyes, the trickling fountains kept the area nice and cool as the misty vapor cooled their skin as it settled along its surface. The painted gazebo offered shade and comfort to those that partake of that silent rest area; the evergreen nightingale wound its way up the slats of the railings, up the load bearing post, converging on the clay tile roof; its white snowball flowers dangled just below the lip of the roof tickling their heads as Madeleine pulled him into her 'get away'.
"Because here I can be alone with my thoughts, thoughts of you Robbie," Madeleine said turning towards him. Her hands ran up his chest now that they were alone she could be intimate with her brother. "All these years Robbie I never stopped thinking of you," Madeleine said pressing her chest against his. Hoping, just hoping he could feel how nervous she felt at that moment. She'd never been alone with a man that wasn't part of their foot soldiers. The boys she was interested in were soon scared off once they saw the bodyguards that were always at her side. Now while she knew what they were going to do to him might be considered wrong, there stood the one man she could share everything with, not worrying about how he might harm their family or flee because of the intimidating bodyguards that always followed after her.
"Robbie, I want you to come here any time you need to be alone. I want this place to help you deal with whatever it is that made you this way. Maybe then you will come to accept me for what I am," Madeleine said pressing her breasts into his chest as her hands ran down his back. "A sister that wants nothing more than to be with you; a woman that wants to please you in every way," she said leaning in, her lips brushing against his. "Put your hands on me Robbie, feel my body brother," Madeleine said lustfully into his ear. "I won't force you but know I'm always here for you if you need any sexual release," she said her hand rubbing along his crotch.
"But you should know, you shouldn't keep me waiting for too long," Madeleine said ominously as the voice of her aunt yelled out for them both.
"Ah, there you are!" Caroline said as Madeleine and Robert entered her study as she sat behind her ornate desk. Her hazel eyes running down her nephew's body loving how his cum still sat deep within her cunt. "Robert, how much do you know about finances?" Caroline asked wanting him to come around her desk, pick her up out of the chair and bend her over her desk and fuck her brains out.
"As much as any foster kid does, why?" Robert asked yawning just wanting to go to bed.
"It seems you will require assistance in understanding how our family works," Caroline said rising from her seat. "But you're used to working during the night and I can see that you're tired," she said walking around her desk, her fingertips skimmed along its surface knowing she was going to adorn his bed whether he liked it or not. If she had to take it she would, she wasn't about to forgo sex any longer even if it was with her nephew. "So why don't I let you rest for the rest of the day and night, we'll pick this up in the morning," Caroline said her eyes ran down his body hungrily.
"Fine," Robert said offhandedly, glad he didn't have to stay in the same room with her. Turning around to leave only to be stopped as Caroline took him by the arm.
"Oh, you're not going to bed without me Robert," Caroline said winking at her niece.
"Oh, hell no!" Robert said trying to get out of his aunt's grasp, yet her fingers were like a steel vise on his arm.
"Unless you want me to break your fingers this time, you will give me that dick!" Caroline hissed in his ear. Robert opened and closed his mouth repeatedly fighting himself not to let the words spill from his lips. Robert already knew she meant every word. So he had a choice go along with it or have a few of his fingers broken and still get raped. "See that wasn't so hard," Caroline said taking his silence as his compliance.
"Shall we shower or get right to the sex?" Caroline asked as she pushed Robert into his room, "Or better yet how about shower sex?" she asked as her skirt fell to the floor. "Yes, I think that is a wonderful idea," Caroline said tossing her shirt aside as she led Robert into the bathroom, wondering if her nephew enjoyed viewing her taut ass. "Well, nephew you can't take a shower still dressed," she said smirking wickedly as she blocked his escape. "You know I'm a great fuck Robert so you shouldn't be fighting me. Why not enjoy how this woman's pussy fits so nicely around that cock of yours. I did tell you, you were going to enjoy living here and I meant every word," Caroline said as she unhooked her bra. Running her hands up her flat stomach, cradling her breasts, pinching her nipples getting herself aroused enough so she didn't need foreplay. She doubted her nephew would taste her pussy even if she used force at least that's what she took from the look in his eyes as Robert stripped before her.
"Look Robert, look how your cum has stained my panties," Caroline said dangling the underwear from the tip of her finger. "Now let us see if we can't get some more of that hot semen deep into my cunt," she smiled sinisterly as she waited for the shower to heat up. Reaching out grasping his soft member softly stroking that limp phallus as steam started to fill the room. "Robert, tell me have you ever had your cock sucked?" Caroline asked as she pressed her body against his. "Tell me or I'll squeeze your nuts so hard you'll black out," she hissed into his ear.
"No," Robert said trying not to take any pleasure as her hand worked his cock.
"Then come I'll show you what you have been missing, maybe then you'll welcome me into your bed anytime I come to you," Caroline said leading him into the shower. Robert kept his mouth shut, he wasn't about to mouth off to her when he was alone and in a locked bathroom with his sadist aunt. "Now you just stand there and watch as I pleasure your cock, nephew," Caroline said sweetly before kissing him lightly on his lips. Her hands ran down his chest as she sank to her knees. Her eyes flashed hungrily as his semi-hard cock taunted her. "Now I don't want you to cum in my mouth at least not yet, we'll save that for later okay," Caroline said looking up at him as the hot water pooled around her knees. "All I want you to do is enjoy how my mouth feels around your hard tool. I'll know when you're about to release your load, so you best save that for when you're fucking me," Caroline said before she engulfed his rod.
Her head bobbed in gentle strokes as Robert's cock grew within her mouth due to her masterful tongue. Her hands gripped his ass ensuring that he couldn't pull out until she wanted him to. Caroline wasn't about to allow him to think he had any means to escape her or her niece even if she had to continuously force him into fucking her. She knew given time he would eventually welcome the sight of her, even come to her with that hard cock of his eager for some of her sweet pussy; and Caroline would give it to him now that she had a means to finally be rid of the itch that had been tormenting her since her husband had died.
Caroline fought herself from moaning as she loved how his cock sat in her ravenous mouth. As much as she wanted to taste his seed, she needed to be fucked and fucked hard. The taste she had earlier wasn't enough to break the drought she had been in for the past four years. She needed to feel her nephew's balls slapping her cunt as he thrust that cock of his into her. Caroline needed to feel that tool of his plowing through her wet folds. Touching her womanhood that dildos couldn't ever truly appreciate.
"Robert, as much as I love sucking your cock," Caroline said smiling mischievously up at him, "And I think you like it too," she said getting to her feet. "Right now I need you to fuck me Robert. I need you to ram that cock into this juicy cunt you came in earlier," Caroline said bracing herself with one hand on the wall while the other reached down and spread her lips open. "I need you to fuck me hard, pound that cock into me, make me howl Robert," she said playing with herself to entice her nephew. "Come on Robert, I know you want to, think of it as your way of getting back at me," Caroline said over her shoulder.
"Yes, that's a good boy," Caroline cooed lustfully as her fingers skimmed along his rod as it inched into her cunt. "Now fuck me!" she demanded as she rubbed her clit feeling her nephew's balls brushing them with each thrust. "Harder Robert! Grab on to those hips and fuck me!" Caroline growled. Gasping as he sank his rod deep into her wet canal, biting her lip as he rapidly pounded that hard, youthful cock into her. Stirring her womb, igniting the dormant fires, cleaning out the cobwebs that had lingered for far too long. "Yes, Robert! Fuck yes, fuck me like that," Caroline said through ragged breaths. Feeling her channel quivering, the liquid fire building, her muscles weakening as her orgasm neared. "Make your Aunt cum Robert! Do it, do it now!" she said practically begging.
"Fuck!" Caroline screamed tossing her head back as her womb detonated. "Yes, give me that cock Robert! Fucking give it to me!" she growled like a demon possessed as she peered back at her nephew. Her left hand reached back gripping her ass cheek spreading it so her nephew can view how his cock looked as it plunged into her dripping cunt. "Look at it Robert, look at how that cock looks covered in my love juice. Look at how good it looks fucking that pussy," Caroline said through heaves of breath. "Are you going to tell me you don't love fucking that cunt? Are you going to make me force you every time when I know you enjoy being inside me? You can't lie to me Robert, I can feel that cock swelling inside my pussy as those folds milk that cock," Caroline said stifling her moan as she felt herself on the verge of another orgasm.
"It seems you like it more than I do," Robert said, yet that was a lie he loved how his aunt's pussy felt to him, however, she didn't need to know that.
"Liar!" Caroline chuckled. "Fuck Robert! You're going to make me cum again," she moaned loudly hanging her head; her hand gently squeezed her breast as her nephew was relentlessly pounding her cunt. "Oh god! Yes! Cum with me Robert!" Caroline said knowing if she could get him to release his load then she knew it wouldn't take much to get him to enter her bed when she wanted him.
"How about no, I'll cum when I want to," Robert said riding out her orgasm as the last waves radiated down his cock, he couldn't hold out any longer. Robert groaned as his sperm shot deep into his aunt's cunt planting that seed deep into her womb.
"Well, it seems we need to clean ourselves," Caroline smirked as she turned around as Robert's cum dripped out of her cunt.
Robert's door creaked as it slowly opened. A soft footfall kissed the wooden flooring as she glided along the polished surface. Her translucent aquamarine nightgown fluttered as the cool re-circulated air passed through it. She wore no bra, Madeleine saw no need to when her breasts were on the low end of the B cup range; nor did she wear any panties not if she wanted her brother to see her lustrous adult body. She need, no, she longed for Robert to see her as a woman that he could fall for, if she needed to stack the deck with giving her brother a peek at her body then so be it. She wasn't like her aunt, mostly, she would only use force if he failed to give into her advances, even then it wouldn't be as painful as her aunt had levied against her brother. Her aunt was always an early raiser she had left his bed at 4 a.m. Madeleine knew she needed the extra sleep given the fucking she had received. Now she was envious of her aunt, twice now she had Robert's cock deep inside her when she has yet to experience it.
Madeleine began to wonder when it would be her time to have her own ride on that hard shaft. Would he make love to her or would she have to take it like her aunt did? How long would it take her to get her brother in the mood to plunge his cock into her virgin cunt? Would he plant that seed she hungered for into her womb and give her a child she always wanted? Yet as she looked down at his resting face she knew she was going to have to take it. A mischievous smile graced her face if she has to take it why not start now she thought to herself as his lips taunted her. Then Madeleine noticed his morning wood. She never seen a real one before; if they were going to be together she saw no need for him to keep it from her.
Slowly, pulling down the covers so not to wake him, she wanted him to awaken with the dawn sun with the image of her with his cock in her mouth. She hoped, just hoped he'd be up for more than a morning blow job.
"Oh my...." Madeleine softly gasped as her brother slept in the nude. She knew it was more than likely due to her aunt than anything else. However, it gave her easy access to what she wanted without awaking her brother. Licking her lips, she positioned her ass towards his head in case he got any ideas when he came to. "Okay, here goes," Madeleine said breathing in sharply as her lips inched towards the head of his cock.
"What are you doing?" Robert asked startling his sister, trying not to allow his gaze to linger on her ass or her bright pink labia.
"Morning Robbie," Madeleine said her heart racing a hundred miles an hour. Her body seemed to be frozen in place as she felt his eyes on her ass.
"Well?" Robert asked feeling his cock lurch as he felt her hot breath on it.
"I...umm..." Madeleine stammered; what could she truly say. "I thought I wake you up with a blow job and maybe you would touch my throbbing mound," she said to herself. Her mind seemed frozen as it couldn't figure out what to do next, it screamed out in frustration as her brother rolled off the opposite side of the bed. Burying her head in the covers she silently screamed into it as her voice failed to draw her brother back to her.
"Ah, good you're up," Caroline said as she stood in his doorway. Her eyes flickered over to her niece then to her nephew wondering what she tried and failed to do as the elastic band of Robert's underwear resounded throughout the room. "Come Robert breakfast is ready and Madeleine do get dressed we have a big day ahead of us," Caroline smirked as she leaned on the door frame.
"Yes, Aunt," Madeleine sighed heavily as she slid off his bed, trying to keep her hurt hidden, that was until she saw her brother peering out of the corner of his eye as he dressed. Robert's gaze ran down her body as she walked passed, giving her hope that maybe, just maybe, it was working and that soon he might be ready for her to share his bed.
"Eat Robert," Caroline said as the chef sat his plate of Eggs Benedict before him only to watch as Robert pushed it away from him. "Robert, that's very rude to the chef, now eat!"
"No," Robert said he could already feel his stomach starting to heave being that close to an egg, albeit it was in his mind.
"Robert, must I force it down your throat? You know I will, so now why don't you enjoy your breakfast," Caroline said as her cheek began to twitch.
"I can't," Robert said matter-of-fact.
"Okay, why can't you?" Caroline asked setting down her knife and fork.
"Because I'm allergic to eggs," Robert said his hand resting on his EpiPen.
"Oh," Caroline said in shock. "Then what would you like Robert; Edward here will make whatever you want."
"Cereal," Robert said he didn't need some fancy meal for breakfast.
"Edward, make Robert some more bacon, two English muffins and bring whatever cereal we have; and take that away, we can't have him going into anaphylactic shock," Caroline said making a mental note to make a list of breakfast dishes that Robert could enjoy.
"Now with out of the way," Caroline said closing the families account books. Pushing herself up from her chair, her eyes falling on her nephew who sat in the leather chair across from her. Looking uninterested about what they had gone over for the past four hours. "I think it's time we get you properly dressed for a man of your station," Caroline said resting against her desk, her fingertips skimmed along the back of his hand wondering if he'd ever want to bend her over her desk. How that very thought made her slickness flood her canal.
"What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" Robert asked as he looked down his chest.
"Oh nothing, if it's just worn around the house, yet you must be seen Robert and that simply won't do," Caroline said as her hand waved at his attire. "A man in your position must look the part as well as carry himself like the head of the family. So..." she said sliding into his lap. "I'm going to teach you how to be such a man," Caroline whispered lustfully into his ear. "But first I want you to taste my pussy Robert, will you do that for me?" she asked as she rubbed her mound along his groin. "You wouldn't want to get me angry do you nephew? You don't want any of those fingers broken do you?" Caroline asked feeling her panties becoming moist as she dry humped her nephew. "Good, then come and taste your aunt Robert, I know you'll love it," she said sliding off his lap and onto her desk beckoning him as her legs inched open.
Robert sat in the same seat in the car he had occupied yesterday, wondering why he just couldn't ride up front out of his aunt's prying eyes, preferable with the divider up as it was then. His sister sat on the bench seat in front of the built in bar. Her smooth shapely leg sat on top her left knee sitting just so, that gave him an unobstructed view of her bare mound when she uncrossed her legs. His aunt went about her daily task, yet every so often those hazel eyes of hers would glance up, Robert was afraid to know what was brewing in that sadistic mind of hers.
"Robbie, what kind of suits do you like? Have you even worn one before?" Madeleine asked as she flashed her brother once again as her hand trailed down her left thigh as she crossed her legs once again.
"I don't know, do you honestly think a street urchin had access to a suit?" Robert asked glancing over at his sister.
"Well, then let me show you some maybe you'll like them," Madeleine said pulling her phone out of her purse. At least in the car she knew he couldn't escape from her, she knew he wouldn't move next to their aunt not when she saw the look he flashed at her. So she knew she was more than likely able to draw closer to him than her aunt could. Knowing if she could then her child would be the heir apparent and not her aunt's. Though, Caroline had a head start on her given the two times they have already had sex, yet she also knew Caroline wasn't ovulating like she was. Madeleine knew if she could just get him to have sex with her within the next few days then she was all but guaranteed to get pregnant, not that she didn't wish to see her aunt with child. However, she thought it should be her child that led the family after they were gone like their father once did. She would always be her aunt's right hand; that was never going to change.
"See here we are," Madeleine said leaning against her brother as she scrolled through numerous high end suits from Berluti, Boss, Brioni, Kiton and many others. "I think you'll look sexy in one of those don't you think," she whispered sensuously into his ear. Her nose nuzzled his neck as her hand rubbed along his inner thigh as her brother scrolled through the pictures. "Imagine Robbie, you in one of those suits with me on your arm as we walk down the street. How the men will be so envious of you having a hot, sexy woman on your arm," Madeleine said pressing her body closer to him, biting her lip as he didn't stop her as her hand inched higher. "Knowing that you have such a woman fucking you every night while they can only dream," Madeleine said hungrily her fingers skimmed along his soft phallus.
"I like that one," Robert said handing her phone back as the solid black Kiton two piece suit filled the screen.
"Oh yes," Madeleine purred into his ear. "That is a handsome suit and I can picture it now baby brother," she said fighting herself not to crawl onto his lap, letting him feel her naked mound as it rubbed along his cock. "Pair it with a nice crisp white Italian cotton shirt and a crimson tie; you my brother will look very dashing," Madeleine said she just couldn't take it anymore. Her carnal desire roared like a raging conflagration in her mind, she needed to have a taste; she needed to feel those lips of his against hers as she explored her brother. Taking hold of his chin turning it towards her, his shock was apparent as his eyes flew wide as her tongue probed his mouth. Taking hold of the back of his head and holding Robert in place as she sank deeper into their embrace. "Touch me Robbie," Madeleine said around his mouth. Taking his hand guiding it between her legs, pressing it against her mound her fingers overlapped his.
Shuddering as she pressed his middle finger into her canal (she had lost her hymen during a horse riding accident six years ago), she knew she was going to need to be at the peak of her arousal so she could fit his whole cock into her. Yet she knew that wouldn't be a problem given how wet she had been all night long. Madeleine had planned on giving her virginity to her brother that morning, yet he didn't fall for her ploy. Now she was done waiting, done with hearing her aunt moan like a wild beast being pleasured to no end. She wanted that, to be held, to be touched, to be fucked like she dreamt like it always would be. Madeleine made up her mind at that moment that she was going to have to take it from her brother.
"Yes, Robbie, you feel so good inside me," Madeleine moaned softly as she bit lightly on his lower lip. Breathing heavily as she pushed his finger in and out of her hot cunt. She needed to have him feel her quivering canal. Feel that hot juice as it coated his hand as she added another to the mix. "Fuck Robbie! Yes, use those fingers to fuck your horny sister!" Madeleine commanded her eyes flashed in a predatory light as she renewed her assault on his lips.
"Ma'am we're almost there," Michael said after he inched down the partition a few inches.
"Thank you Michael, you know where to park," Caroline said rolling the partition up. "Madeleine, please remove his fingers and make sure they're clean before we pull into the parking garage," she said a little annoyed that Robert didn't fight back as he had done with her. Madeleine withdrew his appendages from her hot, slick, throbbing cunt her juices glistening in the early afternoon light. Making her brother watch as her tongue ran up one side then down the other before slowly, deliberately sucking on those coated fingers of his.
"Just think of it Robbie," Madeleine said leaning into to him, "Having me suck on this cock," she said as her hand rubbed his groin. "Every night, everyday whenever you want little brother, wouldn't that please you Robbie, having me on my knees servicing this stout rod?" Madeleine asked her lips brushed against his ear as the car pulled to a stop. Robert remained silent fighting not to feel the warmth of her hand through his jeans as she rubbed his cock; nor could he give into the burning hunger he saw in his sister's eyes.
"Come Madeleine we shouldn't make your brother hard when he's being measured, however, Robert if you need a release I'm more than willing to have that cock gliding through my mouth, " Caroline said flicking her tongue against her teeth.
"I'll pass," Robert said as Anthony opened the car door. Caroline narrowed her eyes at the rejection of her offer, it would seem to her that he needed another lesson, a lesson that she was going to make last a good portion of the day.
"Sir, if you would," the tailor said directing Robert to stand on the low stool that sat in the middle of the measuring room. Bolts of fine quality cloth lined the walls as Robert stood in his boxers as the tailor gathered patches of cloth from drawers underneath the bolts. His assistant stood at the ready with pen in hand ready to take down the measurements his boss called out.
Robert felt uneasy as his sister's gaze lingered on his nearly naked form. The way her eyes ran up and down his body, the way she bit her nail as if she was stalking her prey. His aunt, however, was still annoyed that he had turned her down, which he knew the moment they were alone he was going to pay for it.
"Sir, please hold still this shouldn't take more than a few minutes," the tailor said handing the cloth patches to his assistant as he pulled the cloth tape measure from around his neck. He measured from Robert's left shoulder down to his wrist, calling out the measurement to his assistant, then along his shoulders, his right arm, his neck, chest, down his back. Measuring Robert's waist, from his hip down to his ankle and then his inner thigh getting far too close to his junk than Robert would have liked. "Now if the young gentleman would pick out what kind of fabric he would like for his summer and winter suits. My assistant and I can begin to pick out what is needed to put your suit together," he said handing Robert the assorted pieces of cloth. That ranged from Italian cotton and wool, to Japanese silk and many others Robert couldn't rightly name.
"Here let me help you nephew," Caroline said sashaying over to him beating her niece to the punch. "Hmm," she mused as she held the navy blue Italian cotton and wool swatches against his chest. Wishing they had the room to themselves so she could punish and pleasure her nephew right then and there. "Yes, I think these will do nicely," Caroline said handing over the items. "We'll need three black, gray, and a shade darker blue in both sets," she said licking her lips as her eyes ran down Robert's chest.
"Very good, I'll bring in some dress shirts that are roughly in his size and alter them if need be," the tailor said waving for his assistant to leave the room. Leaving his assistant to measure out the amount of fabric they would need to make all nine suits. Now that the measuring was out of the way, all that was left was the fine tuning of Robert's handmade suits. "Now if you'll excuse me I'll fetch the bundle," he said taking his leave.
"Robert, when we're done here I expect to see you in my room," Caroline said stepping closer to her nephew. Slipping her hand into the slit of his boxers, her hand cupped his sack as her eyes narrowed dangerously. "You shouldn't have turned down my offer Robert," she said as she started to squeeze. Robert bit his lip as tears reamed his eyes as the pain grew. "You understand now don't you, if I offer something you should take it," Caroline said clamping down on his family jewels once again."All right, fuck! I get your damn point you crazy bitch!" Robert said through waves of pain. Robert nearly toppled off the stool due to the force of the slap across his face.
"You do not talk to me in such a manner! If you weren't my nephew...well you wouldn't have to worry about that allergy for much longer," Caroline said darkly. Yet she couldn't deny how she felt when he stood defiant against her. If they weren't in a public setting she would show him how she felt about his unbending will. She wouldn't openly admit it, yet she found it irresistible. "Now see doesn't my hand feel good gripping your cock instead of crushing your balls?" Robert didn't answer, he didn't see a need to, all he knew was he was going to have to learn the rules of this new prison he found himself in and quickly. With the fine tuning out of the way and Robert changing back into his normal clothes; watching as his aunt paid in advance for the nine high quality suits. Boxes filled the trunk of the limousine from ties, to dress socks and other items they seemed to think that he would need.
Robert dreaded their arrival as the car passed through the gates of the estate. He knew his aunt would make good on what she said in the tailor's shop. While he knew they wouldn't kill him, from what he had observed they needed him more than he did them, he knew they weren't a normal rich family. Robert knew they had their fingers in the criminal world. That was obvious to him given his own dealings with that dark side of the world. He began to ponder just how far he could push them before he became a threat to them. Given what his aunt already said she wasn't hesitant about having him disappear. So he had a choice continue to fight his aunt and her advances, or allow her to think he was enjoying fucking her when she wanted it; yet Robert began to wonder if he was only fooling himself.
"Leave us Madeleine," Caroline said as Anthony opened the car door and Michael popped the trunk. She shut the door encasing them inside alone with one another. Robert took a dry swallow as Caroline pulled off her panties before tossing them to him. "Feel how soaked those are nephew, feel how aroused I was and still am," Caroline said her eyes burned with her quiet hunger. Smacking her lips as he rubbed her panties between his fingers, "Tell me nephew am I such a bad fuck that you'd rather rouse my anger than stick that cock inside me? Haven't you come so much inside my cunt making it overflow with that delicious seed?" Caroline asked as she slid into the other seat. "Doesn't that tell you, that you did enjoy my pussy Robert? So why don't you just admit it and I won't have to threaten you with bodily harm just to get you to fuck me," Caroline said sliding into the seat next to him.
When her niece had him fingering her, that green eye beast roared its head. As much as she enjoyed her sadistic nature, she still wanted to be treated like a woman, to have that connection with another person, to give herself, her body to her lover, to feel his hands exploring her body not encumbered by her threats.
"I did tell you Robert," Caroline whispered into his ear as she leaned against him as her hand ran up his thigh. "That I'm going to make you into such a man and I meant every word. Yet I want to feel like woman nephew, I want to be held, caressed, loved by the man that has shared my body as I have shared his," Caroline said wantonly. "I know I'm pushy, cruel and cold most of the time Robert. Yet you have to understand what we are doesn't leave one with the luxury of being soft. I think you already know what comes when they think they can use it against you. But I don't want to be hard to you, I want to be yours Robert," Caroline said tugging on his earlobe as her hand stroked his cock through his pants. "Now how about we go to my room and I'll show you just what I do for my man," she said taking his hand allowing him to feel her breasts. Something she only allowed her dead husband to do. Robert contemplated on the problem as his hand instinctively squeezed his aunt's breast causing Caroline to utter a soft moan. Could he actually really be growing to enjoy having sex with his aunt? Was that why he was still rubbing her panties between his fingers?
"Yes, Robert," Caroline moaned sensuously as his thumb rolled along her harden bud. "Touch me more," she purred as he finally looked over at her. "Do you want to take me here or in my room where you can plunge that cock into me in comfort?" Caroline asked yet she didn't care where he fucked her as long as she could feel that cock gliding through her saturated cunt.
"Room," was the only word Robert said as he felt his cock straining his jeans. As much as he hated his aunt for what she had already done to him, as his eyes roamed down her lithe body, he couldn't deny how alluring she was; nor could he deny how his cock responded to her twisted desires.
"Excellent choice Robert," Caroline said lustfully as her eyes drank in her nephew.
Six o'clock drew near as Robert laid face down on his bed. His body ached, his muscles felt like jelly, his cock throbbed painfully as it was worked to the point of breaking after the four hour sexathon. Robert had thought once he had came inside his aunt that would be the end, however, how wrong he was as it only fueled his aunt's hunger. Five times she had made him cum, twice in her mouth and thrice in her quivering mound. How he only wanted to sleep, to rest his sore tried muscles. Yet that wasn't meant to be as the door to his room opened. Robert didn't bother to look, it didn't matter, it was either his sister or aunt.
Madeleine stood silently behind him her green eyes ran up her brother's naked body. She wanted to take him with her as she went to check on the clubs they owned. To ensure the books weren't being tampered with. Her aunt had taught her long ago never trust the help with the money. Anyone and everyone can and will be bought at the right price and she wasn't about to have their family under investigation by the Feds, not when she had just found her brother. If she had to raze a few of their holdings to destroy the evidence she would, just so she wouldn't be separated from Robert ever again. How tempting it was to just flip him over and take what she wanted, yet no, that wasn't what she had planned for tonight at least not at that point in time.
"Robbie," Madeleine said softly as her hand ran along the back of his leg.
"What?" Robert asked his voice muffled by the mattress.
"I need you to come with me tonight," Madeleine said. She had worn one of her favorite sexy black dresses. Where the shoulder straps would normally be the dress was secured behind her neck by only two equally black buttons. The left inch wide strap crossing underneath the right as it curved around the right side of her neck, while the right rested on top of it and curved around the left side of her neck, causing a tear drop shape to be formed allowing a quarter of her cleavage to be seen. It left her shoulders and her back bare so she would be able to feel her brother's touch along her skin when she got him on the dance floor. The rich smooth material hugged her shapely hips as the dress ended a few inches below her mid-thigh. Her black stiletto heels shone in the light as two of her brunette curled bangs danced along her cheeks while the rest of her rich hair was secured behind her ears.
"Why?" Robert asked sighing as he rolled over. His jaw hung agape as his eyes ran down her body. "Umm..." was the only sound that escaped his befuddled mind.
"Robbie, you're staring," Madeleine said blushing, brushing her hair behind her ear as she slightly looked away. "I was wondering if you would come with me to the clubs and maybe I can help you relax a little bit," she said placing her hands behind her, lightly grinding the toe of her shoe on the floor as she hung her head. Hiding her reddening cheeks from her brother, her heart fluttered knowing she had pleasantly surprised him.
"You want to take me clubbing?" Robert asked perplexed as to why she would.
"Well, you see I need to check on the books for the clubs we own and you kind of wore out our aunt," Madeleine said wishing it was her during those four hours that her aunt had her way with Robert. "Then I thought once I'm done why not enjoy ourselves a little bit," she said taking a step towards him. Reaching down, trying not to eye his soft cock as she took his hands into hers, she pulled her brother to his feet; It took all her will not to give into her lust as that would only arouse suspicion to what her true motives were. "You will come with me, yes?"
"Umm...I don't have anything to wear for that kind of outing sis," Robert said trying not to grow hard in front of his beautiful, gorgeous sister.
"Don't worry I already thought of it," Madeleine said pointing to the pre-made suit the tailor had sent over that hung on his door. "I know it's not as fancy as the ones we are having made for you, however, it is still a handsome suit and I think it will do nicely on you," Madeleine said her hands running along his shoulders. "Now you have something to wear, so you will come with me, right?"
"Sure, I guess I can't say no, since you went to all that trouble," Robert said looking over at the suit then to his sister. "Give me a few to take a shower and I'll come find you when I'm dressed," he said walking to his bathroom.
"Nope," Madeleine said shaking her head. "I'll have everything laid out for you when you get out, so..." she said closing the distance once again, "You just focus on the shower and leave the rest to your sister," Madeleine said taking the chance and placing a soft seductive kiss on her brother's lips. "Now you get in there," she said pushing her brother into the bathroom. Trying to contain her euphoria as the first phase of her plan had succeeded. Madeleine listened to the sound of his shower as she laid out his suit for him. Unwrapping one of the white dress shirts her hands running down the sleeves of the shirt as it rested on top of the jacket and pants, the garment bridging the gap between the two. Her fingers ran along the cuffs of the shirt wondering where he had placed the cufflinks they had bought for him. Snapping her fingers when she remembered where she placed the one set she had always meant to give to Robert.
Dashing to her room throwing open her bottom dresser drawer, there nestled in the far left corner set the black velvet box. Other then the pearl necklace she wore when she had reunited with her brother it was the only thing their parents left behind. The rest was lost to those flames long ago. The pearls and the box were their gifts, their parents would have presented to them when they were inducted into the real family business. They had been stored in the family vault. Now it only seemed appropriate that her brother received what their father had meant to give him personally.
Placing the box on top of the shirt, she dug out a pair of black socks along with their corresponding suspenders, and then placed his dress shoes on the floor before the ensemble. Madeleine's finger tapped her chin thinking something was missing, laying a sky blue tie along with a crimson one on the shirt, shaking her head at the idea. She knew her brother, he was already going out of his comfort zone wearing the suit for her, so she wasn't about to impose that he wear a tie as well. Then again at least to her mind, he would look more fitting in a more casual formal wear, when she was grinding against him on the dance floor. How her nerves were on fire just thinking about her body pressed against his as the beat of the music moved her body.
Madeleine leaned against the post of the bed as she heard the door handle beginning to turn. Biting her lip as her brother's wet, heavenly scent body stood in the doorway. Lewd thoughts ran throughout her mind as her eyes dipped low as the towel left his hips. Moaning inwardly as she drank her fill as he dried his hair one last time, she didn't even register the towel's flight across the room, until it struck the hamper they had placed in the room for him.
"Umm...Sis what's this?" Robert asked picking up the velvet box after he had put on his boxers.
"It was meant to be a gift from Dad, for when you came of age," Madeleine said resting her head against the wooden post as Robert eyed the box. "Open it Robbie," she said urging him to see what their father had left for him. Tentatively, Robert's fingers slowly opened the lid of the box, there sitting on that soft velvet cushion sat a pair of silver cufflinks; with the skull and bones emblazon in gold in the center of the pieces of the jewelry.
"Umm...what are these?" Robert asked never in his life had he ever seen anything like it.
"These Robert," Madeleine said using his given name to stress the seriousness of the gift as she moved to his side, "Are a gift. They once belonged to our grandfather, his father and so on, who gave them to our father when he was about your age. Every head of the family has worn these since our family was formed. The silver is meant to symbolize that the wearer may erode and fade away, while the gold is meant to symbolize that 'Death's Shadow' shall always be eternal," Madeleine said her hand traced along his forearm. "You are the heir Robert, you are the only one meant to wear these," she whispered into his ear. "Now brother get dressed, we have things to do," Madeleine said lustfully as her tongue flicked out teasing Robert's earlobe.
"The car is ready to go whenever you are, sir," Anthony said as he watched as Robert descended the steps of the manor. Arching an eyebrow as the flash of silver caught his eye, he had been around when his father ruled the family albeit he was a simple foot soldier then; he knew the importance of those silver cufflinks.
"You don't mind if we stop somewhere and get something to eat do you?" Robert asked as his hand rested over his rumbling stomach.
"Of course not sir, where would you like to go?" Anthony asked holding open the car door for Robert.
"Arbys, you like Arbys?" Robert asked thinking it was best to get on the good side of the ones that were guarding him.
"That I do sir," Anthony said with a smirk.
"Good, then that's where we'll go and see those in the car behind us get some too," Robert said pulling out his wallet, only to be stopped by his sister's hand.
"That's sweet of you brother but it isn't necessary," Madeleine said smiling lovely at her brother. "We are a family, I told you many times now I'm your big sister, let me show you what was taken from you and what always will be," Madeleine said lowering his arm her fingers slowly intertwined with his. "However, you're thinking of your family and that shows respect, now you're beginning to see how we are. My question to you dear brother, after all this, do you still want go back to that lonely life?"
Robert couldn't say, he still didn't trust them, yet he didn't see her as an enemy either, causing a strange perplexing feeling within his cold heart. His mind raced trying to answer his sister's question. He knew all too well that what she was showing him wasn't the whole truth. He also knew he wasn't giving them every sordid secret he had stored in his mind. However, the need to return to that life that had followed him from home to home wasn't as strong of a pull on his mind. Yet he just couldn't give his sister the answer she was hoping for.
"I don't know Madeleine, we'll see," Robert said getting into the car while his mind battled with itself.
After making an impromptu picnic on the floor of the limousine where Madeleine asked questions and listened to his while she watched her brother satisfy himself on his meal. She had already eaten earlier, so this gave her the opportunity to study her brother without distractions. Though, every so often she would steal one of his curly fries, teasing her brother to take it back before it disappeared into her mouth. Her heart swelled as she saw the elatedness in his eyes as he took the last bite of his sandwich. She knew this was always how it was meant to be, her watching out for her brother, taking care of him, seeing that his needs were meet; or it should have been if their deranged aunt hadn't swept her away from her brother. Shaking the thought from her mind she couldn't think like that, no, not when her brother was sitting before her now.
"All done?" Madeleine asked reaching over taking his drink from the cup holder. Her cheeks sunk in when she drew upon the straw.
"Yep," Robert sighed happily as he rubbed his full stomach. "Hey Anthony?"
"Yes Sir?" Anthony called back as he was about to crunch down on his potato cake.
"Got to hand it to you that was the best Arbys' in town. Thanks for bringing us here," Robert said leaning over the divider with his hand out. Watching as Anthony placed his potato cake down on the paper napkin, quickly cleaning his hand of the grease and crumbs.
"My pleasure Sir, think nothing of it," Anthony said shaking Robert's hand firmly.
"We got to do this again," Robert said looking back as his sister slid back into her seat eager to be under way. "When there's less pressing matters to content with," he said patting the man's shoulder.
"I'll make a note of it Sir," Anthony said gesturing for Michael to head out.
"Robert, it is unwise to be unbuckled while the car is moving," Madeleine said patting the seat beside her. "Michael, please take us to the Excalibur," she ordered as her hand ran down Robert's forearm. Wondering if Robert had picked up the clues of what's going to happen tonight.
"Ah, finally done," Madeleine said as she stretched, peering shyly at her brother as her fingers intertwined with one another as her arms rose over her head. Knowing how her breasts were drawn inward by the dress. Shyly, peering at her brother through her eyelashes noticing how his eyes drooped, smirking evilly knowing that was exactly how Madeleine wanted him. "Now that work is out of the way," Madeleine said walking around the manager's desk. "How about a little fun before we head home?" she asked as her fingers skimmed along his arm.
"Sure why not, we're already here might as well," Robert said as he rose from the chair.
"Excellent choice Robert," Madeleine whispered wantonly into his ear as his arm rested in the valley of her breast. "I can't wait to get you out on to the dance floor," she said resting her head on her brother's shoulder.
Laser lights flashed and darted across the dance floor of the club as Madeleine led her brother onto that polished surface. Anthony and the others cleared enough space for her and her brother. As the bass boomed overhead and the strobe light flashed across her brother's face, Madeleine knew she was right where she belonged.
"Wait here Robert," Madeleine said as her arms wrapped around his body. "I'm going to put on something more fitting for us," she whispered lustfully into his ear. Peering over her shoulder as she handed Lyle her purse. Noticing how Robert's eyes had dipped low, feeling her cheeks heat as those blue eyes of his was centered on her ass. Robert watched as his older sister threaded her way through the crowd as she made her way to the DJ. Robert grew nervous the longer he stood on that dance floor alone. He could feel the sly looks that were shot at him by men and women alike.
"Howdy, ladies and gents! I hope you all having a wonderful time to night here at the Half Moon." Robert winced as the crowd howled in joy as the laser lights flashed then went dark. "Now a special request from the owner of this fine establishment for the man in her life." The club went still as the interior went completely dark. Then a lone spot light flashed on, centered solely on Madeleine. Her hips swayed seductively as the intro began to play."Can't keep my hands to myself," Madeleine sang along as she turned her head away from him as her hands ran along her chest. Robert's heart raced as Madeleine's hips began to shake, the dark sensuous look, the predatory smile on her thin, full lips as her body gave into the beat as the bass line came in. Once, twice, thrice she circled her brother as the clubs lights returned to normal. Her fingers danced along his body as she let Robert see every sexual curve of her body without being too revealing on the dance floor. Pressing her back against Robert's chest as he matched her rhythm, her left hand reached up caressing his left cheek as her left cheek brushed against his. Grinding her hips into Robert's groin, a sinful smile spread across her face as her ass softly brushed against his cock.
Madeleine's body heated as Robert placed his hands on her swaying hips. Biting her lip as she felt his rod starting to grow against her ass, knowing where that tool of his would soon rest. Spinning around slowly, her nose trailed down his chest as she kept with the beat. She could feel her brother's body quivering as her lips ran along his shaft. Placing a kiss on its head before she rose giving those male and a few female on lookers a nice view of her taut ass. She couldn't believe how soaked her panties were. Then again she had been thinking of this all night long. Now that it was here she wasn't about to return home at least not without her brother feeling every inch of her clothed body.
"Hey baby, how about you come dance with a real stud," said a six foot four inch tall man reaching out to take hold of Madeleine's arm. While she and her men could have taken care of the fool, she wasn't expecting to see her brother reach out grasping the man by the wrist.
"Sorry stud," Robert said sarcastically, "The ladies dance card is full," he said. As much as he didn't know his sister,he understood the mind of the man before him as he saw the look in the man's eyes. Robert knew if he let his sister leave with the man something bad was bound to happen.
"Hmpf! What's a little boy going to do about it," he said ripping his arm out Robert's grip.
"Me nothing, however, they will," Robert said as Anthony and Michael flanked the man.
"Why don't you take that steroid shriveled thing you have in your pants and leave," Madeleine said threatening as she rested her chin on Robert's right shoulder, while her hands ran up his chest. "You couldn't handle me anyways not like this man here," she said wantonly as she tugged at Robert's earlobe.
"You heard the lady. Leave!" Robert said shooing off the man.
"I'll catch you outside and that sweet piece of ass will be riding my dick after I'm done with you," he said poking Robert in the chest, which only caused Robert to smirk.
"Anthony," Madeleine said as her eyes narrowed dangerously. She was used to the catcalling, the lewd stares, the unwanted touching from men. However, she wasn't about to have the brute laying a hand on her sweet little brother. "Take the fool outside and teach him manners when speaking to a lady, namely to me," Madeleine said darkly. "Maybe then he'll catch on that he isn't wanted here," she said waving the man off. "Come Robert, the music is calling me," Madeleine whispered sensuously into his ear.
For an entire hour she had her brother all to herself in that small world that she made on that dance floor. Yet as much as she yearned for time to stand still she knew the night sped on. Reaching the apex of her plan, which was what she had truly waited for she led her weary brother up the grand staircase. How she enjoyed the way Robert leaned on her for support. Her hands ran along his shoulders as she helped Robert out of his jacket. Madeleine glanced at his drooping eyes as her brother swayed on his feet. Once she had stripped him out of most of his clothes, she lay Robert gently down onto his bed. Her tongue curled out as her eyes lingered on his boxers. Slowly, Madeleine eased down his bright blue boxers tossing them aside knowing that for at least an hour's time they would never grace his body. She kissed her brother on the forehead as she pulled the covers up his chest. 'Soon Robert you are going to be mine', Madeleine thought to herself as his slowly closed behind her.
The witching hour drew near as Madeleine inched Robert's double doors open. Her pearl white translucent negligee fluttered in the breeze as she opened the balcony door. Her green eyes scanned the night sky knowing after this Robert would forever be hers. Walking silently to his closest taking the two ties she had laid out before from the tie rack. Madeleine was surprised how deeply her brother slept as the last knot fell into place. As she pulled back the covers there it was waiting for her. Licking her lips as she crawled towards her brother from the foot of his bed, that soft mound of flesh beckoned to her; calling out to Madeleine to caress that male organ. To feel it's hot, throbbing beat on her tongue as it glided through her mouth.
Once she was so close yet Robert had ruined that, however, now he couldn't run from her. Madeleine blew softly on his cock watching it come alive. Ever since the club she couldn't get the feeling of his semi-hard cock out of her mind. Whether Robert woke up while she was sucking his cock, or if she was fucking him it didn't matter.
"This is what matters," Madeleine said to herself before she engulfed her brother's soft cock. Her hair teased his stomach as her head slowly bobbed; her tongue swirled around his growing tool. Sucking gently on his head, her eyes flicked up seeing his body slowly tensing in his slumber. Madeleine moaned around his cock finally she was whole again. Coming up for breath as Robert's steel rod left her lips. Madeleine couldn't wait any longer; she needed to feel Robert's root planted firmly in her fertile mound. Pushing his legs closed as her naked slit rubbed along his rod.
She had practiced on the dildo while she pleasured herself, to ensure that Robert's cock would ease itself into her virginal mound. Biting her lip as her hands ran up Robert's naked chest, knowing now she would be a woman and he would be hers forever. Madeleine reached behind her feeling her hot juice and her saliva as she positioned his cock at her entrance. Madeleine smirked as she watched as Robert slowly opened his eyes.
"It's good that you have awoken little brother. I would hate for the father of my child not to be awake during the moment of conception," Madeleine said smiling down at her gagged sibling. "So how do my soaked panties taste?" she asked as she sucked in a breath as his head inched into her molten canal. Smirking at Robert's muffled grunts, her nails dragged down his chest as she slowly lowered herself onto his hard rod. Madeleine wanted to savor every inch of his cock as it filled her mound.
"Yes, Robert... how does... your sister's virgin pussy feel like to you don't you love it?" Madeleine asked feeling her core starting to liquefy. She knew it wouldn't be long until her womb sent her cream flooding into her channel. She need, no, she yearned to feel his cock deep inside of her as she came; to feel her folds squeezing his cock to the point of madness. "Yes, yes you do," Madeleine moaned as she tossed her head back as her hips slammed down on his cock. "God, I don't think I'm going to grow tired of being fucked by you little brother," she said leaning forward her fingers gripping the headboard, placing a sweet loving kiss on his forehead as she glided along his cock. Feeling his cock swelling ready to explode, "Robert, oh Robert, I'm going to cum, Robert please fill me up," Madeleine said wantonly. "Fill my womb baby, give me a child that we will both cherish," she howled with joy as that hot white seed shot deep into her womb, where she knew his little swimmers would find that lonely egg waiting for them.
The End.
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