Steamy Affairs(Erotica)

The plot to date:

Greg is a 19-year-old who due to an injury and stress has suddenly developed the ability to make people obey him. He gets revenge on a few people who are hurting him and begins a seduction of his 18-year-old sister Charlotte when they get caught by their mother.

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I stabbed my tongue into my sister Charlotte’s pussy and licked her virgin barrier over and over while letting my finger push against her clit in time with each lick. My softening dick slipped from my sister’s mouth as she arched her back and screamed at the top of her lungs. “OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OHHHH FUUUUCCCKKK! GREGGGGG I’M CUMMMINGGGGGG!” As she ground her mound into my mouth. That’s when the door to my room slammed open, and I heard my mom yelling “What is going on in HERE?? OH MY GOD! CHARLOTTE, GET OFF YOUR BROTHER!”

Fuck! Now things got real! Charlotte rolled off of me and we could both see my mother standing in the doorway, her face red with anger. Mom looked right at me, rage and hatred shining in her eyes. “Your father was right. You do have a demon in you! How could you do that to your own sister?”

Using my power, I looked mom in the eye. “Mom, calm down, come into the room and take a seat on the bed.”

Mom visibly calmed, and her face returned to its normal color as she walked over and took a seat on the foot of the bed, facing Charlotte and me. “Now let’s have a calm discussion about what you think you just saw mom.”

“What do you mean what I think I saw? I saw you making your innocent little sister sin sexually with you, like the evil demonic being you are.”

I looked at Charlotte and sighed. This was how it had always been. Whatever Dad said was law, at least as far as mom was concerned. She not once went against him. She never thought for herself here at home. It was something I could never understand. She was the Charge Nurse at work. The boss and she had to make decisions all the time. However, at home, she didn’t seem to think for herself.

I had been thinking earlier that I needed someone to practice on to see what I could do. Someone that I didn’t care if I messed up. While mom had never actively attacked or hurt me, she certainly had never shown motherly care or concern. Both Charlotte and I were legally adults now and didn’t need a parent, really; so if I messed up and did something that damaged mom it wouldn’t be a total life change for us. We had mostly been latchkey since our teens anyway. So I decided, right or wrong, that mom, who wasn’t a bad looking woman just not a ‘motherly’ mom, would be the person I’d actively try to change. Plus, she would be the one I would experiment on to see just what I could and couldn’t do with these powers.

I guess you know what I did next. I looked at my mom and pushed my power at her. “Mom you aren’t upset with having seen Charlotte and I making out. You love seeing us so loving and close. You think it’s fantastic that we have so much love and care for each other. You love that we want to be intimate with each other. You like it so much that you would be fine if we did start having sex. In fact, you would do anything to see our bond grow stronger. You know you can’t talk about it to anyone but us, but that’s okay as well. If anyone comments to you how close and loving we seem, you’ll just tell them that we have an unbreakable bond between us, almost like twins.”

I could see my words changing her thoughts. She began to remember all the times that Charlotte had taken care of me when the elders had hurt me. She remembered how scared Charlotte had been when that bat broke my head. She suddenly realized that our bond was special and lovely, and she didn’t want anything to come between Charlotte and me. Then she surprised me. I could see the thought bloom in her head before she opened her mouth.

“Greg, Charlotte, since you two have decided to take your relationship in this direction I don’t see why Charlotte shouldn’t move into this bed permanently.”

Interesting. I wanted to see how committed she was to this idea that had come from her own thought process. “What about Dad? I don’t think he’d let us sleep together mom.”

Mom nodded. “Yes, that might be a problem; but Daddy won’t be out of jail until Monday at the earliest. I still have to call my friend Janice and see if she’ll represent him at his hearing Monday. So, if you two want to sleep together until then we’ll worry about your Father after that.”

Now that surprised me. Why was mom asking her friend to represent dad? To the best of my knowledge Mom’s college roommate Janice was a high-powered lawyer, but she didn’t normally do criminal defense. Why would mom and dad want her to be his lawyer? Shouldn’t mom have just called and asked her for a recommendation of a good criminal defense lawyer?

“I thought Miss Snyder was a family and probate lawyer. Doesn’t Dad need a defense attorney?”

Mom smiled, and I was shocked at the memory image that flashed through her mind as she spoke. “Janice is a woman of many talents. She did criminal defense before family law.”

While that may be what mom had said, to my surprise, the memory in mom’s mind was that of her and Dad kneeling before Janice, each licking one of the woman’s patent leather boot-clad feet. I needed to know more. Since I had already decided that mom was going to be my test subject for my powers, I tried something.

“Mom, I’m going to ask you some questions. You will not be able to lie or refuse to answer. You will tell me the complete truth to any question I ask you. No matter how much you don’t want me to know the answers, you will still give them to me. None of the questions will seem odd to you, and none of them will upset you.”

Mom nodded “Of course Greg.”

“Who is Janice to you?”Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Janice is my everything.”

Now that was a confusing answer. “What does that mean?”

“It means that she owns me. She is my Mistress, my lover, the most important person in my life. Without her I would have to find a new owner, or I would go crazy.”

I had read about this but never thought it was true. My mom was a submissive.

“You are her sex slave?”

“Sex is part of it, but I am not just her sex slave. I am a natural submissive. I must have an owner, or I am not complete.”

“How can you belong to Janice and be married to Dad?”

“I belong to both. Janice is my Mistress, your Dad is my Master.”

“Does Dad know that you belong to Janice?”

“Yes, your Dad is what is called a switch. He is both a Submissive and a Dominant. He needs to both be owned and to own others.”

Wow, this was mind blowing. This information explained so much. Why dad was always bossing us around and expecting us to do everything he said without question. Now, what was I going to do with this information? One thing was certain, I needed to have a conversation with Janice. I didn’t want my Dad to find a way out of the situation he was in. Having him in prison would make my life simpler. Of course, with this power I could make my life easier anyway. Still I wanted Dad gone. But first, I wanted him to know I was the one who had taken away his freedom.

I looked at my Mom and then my sister. Both were good looking. Charlotte was beautiful, and I could see that her looks came from Mom. Apartthe age difference, they could pass for sisters. Mom kept herself in shape because of her job. I had wanted to test my powers on mom, and I knew what I was going to do next. I also knew it was really fucked up, but I honestly couldn’t resist. I was going to take ownership of Mom away from Janice and Dad, but before I could do that, I was going to have to do the one thing I’d been trying not to do. I was going to have to change Charlotte.

I looked at mom. “Mom, go take a shower and get into comfortable clothes. Then fix dinner and let us know when it’s ready to eat.”

Mom smiled and then stood. “Good talk kids. I’m going to go take a shower and then make dinner. I’ll call you when it’s ready.”

She got up and left. I turned to Charlotte, ready to do the one thing I really didn’t want to do. But she spoke before I could.

“Greg, I’m like Mom.”

“What?? No you’re not. You’re nothing like Mom. You’re sweet and kind and good.”

Charlotte shook her head and put a hand on my cheek. “No, I mean I think I’m a natural submissive like Mom. That’s why I always do what I’m told.”

Now I was shaking my head. “But you don’t always do what you’re told. If you did, I wouldn’t have had to get beat today because you’d have just gone with Brock and let him fuck you. Also, you wouldn’t have ever helped me after Dad and the Elders tried to beat the demons out of me.”

Charlotte sighed. “You don’t understand yet, do you? I could disobey them because you were involved. I didn’t want to have sex with Brock or become his slut because I wanted to become yours. That’s why I could resist. In my mind, I already belong to you. The same with Dad and the Elders. It’s also why I’ve been able to resist Pastor James trying to let him purify my body. I belong to you, but if you don’t claim me soon, I won’t be able to keep resisting.”

I was shocked at the things she was saying, and I wanted to find out more about what she meant by Pastor James trying to let him purify her body, but I needed her to understand I didn’t want to force her to do anything. “Charlotte, I told you I’ll make love to you, but I don’t want you to do things because I force you to do them.”

She stood and screamed. “ARGGGHHH!! You don’t understand. Even without your powers I will do what you tell me to do. I need you to tell me what to do. Not ask, not suggest, I need you to tell me to do things. I NEED IT GREG!! Without that I will have no choice but to find someone who will tell me what to do. Someone who will dominate me and control me.”