1. Treat The Queen Like A Whore - Chapter 1


    Date: 11/4/2017, Categories: Novels, Author: the_lady_of_shalott, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    level of personal discipline. I risked to get detoured from what I really wanted to do in life but I'd be a hypocritical bastard if I said it wasn't a teaching experience. I learned to face my fears and not let them control me. The everlasting battle with my brother increased my ambition and made me want more. Last but not least even the most dangerous activities he planned were such that I would never allow myself in different circumstances. Perhaps if I had lesser inner strength I'd let him destroy me however I succeeded in growing up. That was actually what Dominic was constantly emphasizing on the rare occasions when we discussed our childhood. “If it weren't for me you would never be half the man you are now. I made you and you should be proud with yourself.” As he was saying that the sadistic smile never reached his eyes. According to many Dominic was my personal benefactor, the big brother who always took care that I would become more than the shy, quiet kid with love of music, ballet and choreography. Probably if he hadn't felt the need to raise the stakes I'd be somehow gratefulto him for pushing my limits. However as soon as we both developed passion for the fair sex Dominic didn't stop and had no qualms to seduce every girl I liked. Whenever I confronted him he'd innocently state that I probably should not be such a pussy and then those girls would come to me instead of him. Hiding my affections didn't help since my brother knew me way too well. That was also the ...
    one area in which I couldn't beat him no matter how hard I tried. Just one look of his romantic, mischievous eyes, a dazzling smile and the right naughty pick up line whispered in the chosen female's ear were enough to melt the panties off her crotch. What chance did I stand against him? Even his jilted girlfriends were more interested in getting him back rather than getting revenge for using and leaving them behind. Dominic was highly imaginative when it came to ways of torturing me. Accidentally being there at the movie theater just as I was bringing my date there was his top favorite trick. By the end of the film the girl was swooning over him and appeared ready to get down on her knees and suck him if he was so much as suggested it. Usually a few nights later he'd bring the same girl at our place and ask me “politely” to get the fuck out of our shared room. On those occasions when our parents were away for the weekend I would have to turn the volume of Wagner and Edvard Grieg's music in my headphones to the maximum. That was the only way I wouldn't listen to her ecstatic moans of lust as my brother was fucking her upstairs. It took me all of my strength not to just shoot them both. You'd say why I didn't leave? The need to prove that I can't be affected by him turned me into an emotional masochist. Eventually I tried to come to terms with the fact he'd always have the upper hand when it came to women. All that was left for me was to start counting down the days till the ...