1. When the Need Strikes - Chapter 6 (Final)


    Date: 11/24/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Incest, Mind Control, Pregnant, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: PantheWriter, Rating: 93.3, Source: sexstories.com

    slightly flustered Bethany fetched them, cum dripping down her leg. Entering the old man’s office, they firmly turned down his offer of tea, and sat before him. “Now,” he said, fixing each of them with an intense stare before continuing. “I want to know…anything happen between you two since I saw you last? Don’t lie to me…if nothing else, at least tell me you’ve learned what happens to people who lie to me…” “Fuck off,” Craig said, and the old man cackled merrily in response. “I think I’ve got my answer,” he said, clapping his hands. “Right! How would you like to do this?” The money was underwhelming, when they saw it—enough to fill two briefcases each. They weren’t sure what they’d been expecting—a truck, maybe. They accepted DeGrave’s offer of a bodyguard, and as they were walking out, Craig turned to the old man, slightly red, and asked how much he wanted for Bethany. “Bethany?” Lord DeGraves said in a high-pitched wheeze. “You idiot, I’d never sell Bethany. She’s worth more than money can buy…she’s a rare gem.” “Why?” Craig asked, unable to stop himself. DeGraves gave a slow cackle before he responded. “Because she’s a natural, my dear boy. I didn’t have to do anything to her…she’s here of her own accord. Always has been. But I’ll tell you what…come around any time and I’ll let you borrow her.” Ignoring his sister’s glares, Craig walked away from the detestable laugh of Lord DeGraves, and the pair went to deposit the money into the nearest branch of their bank. DeGraves ...
    had called ahead so the bank was forewarned and, when they got there, the siblings were surprised by the level of service they got for depositing such large amounts. Once all the paperwork had been signed, Craig sat next to Petra in the car and sighed. “This is what it’s going to be like from now on, isn’t it?” “We can do anything,” she replied softly. “We can go anywhere, be anyone…” After what felt like a year, the silence was broken by Petra’s soft whisper. “Craig?” she said, and he nodded in response. “…hold me.” * * * After that, it took a long time for things to get back to normal. Normal. What does that even mean? I’ll tell you what the first thing I did when I got home was: I went into my room, locked the door, and jerked off. She never admitted to it, but I’d bet you one of my two million dollars that Petra did the same. Breaking the news to our parents was hard. When they asked where we got the money, we told them that we’d done some “work” for Mason DeGraves, and to their credit…they never asked what. Dad’s a banker, so he made sure that the bulk of it was safe, and helped us with buying a house, a car, all that kind of thing. Nothing too showy—if we spent it all frivolously, we’d burn through it in a few years, but with smart investments, treating it it sensibly, only using it when we had to…that four million, Dad said, was enough to live off for the rest of our lives. Two months after everything finished, I had a housewarming. Petra and I got pretty drunk, and ...
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