My brother, my husband? (pm first)

[AngelofyourNighmares]

The way he was studying her as if trying to figure out if she was being honest or not, Arnold knew her better than anyone and knew when she was telling the truth or lying….she had just remembered things herself. Her heart broke when she noticed the tears in her brothers eyes, no that wasn’t what she had wanted she wanted him to feel better… she wanted to mend all she had done wrong in the past, that their parents had done to them both.

She looked at him perplexed unsure of what to say… she wanted to run to him and hold him get on her knees and beg him to forgive her. Part of her wanted to say no… to ease his mind and yet the other part of her could not lie any longer. “Yes I just remembered it all… like a flood.” She said softly her voice a bit raspy. She looked away after she answered him shame was written all over her face she would always blame herself for what her father had put her through.

She could not stand to see Arnold this way it fucking tore her entire soul apart because he was her soul. She looked at him if he looked he would see she did not feel any resentment towards him or that she was angry at him because she wasn’t. She wished perhaps he would have never learned about dad… she also wished she would not have lied to him. She didn’t want him to feel like he had done anything wrong, that had never been her intention, all she ever wanted was his love again that they had shared so many years ago.

She took a deep breath when he started to untie her, her body was sore… she had been tied to the desk for so long now, she noticed Arnold wouldn’t meet her eyes…that hurt just as much…she could not find words at the moment her brain was still stuck with the memories that had hit her all at once.

He didn’t even touch her, did he still hate her that much now he was repulsed by her she wondered or was he repulsed at the thought of their father, she was…she looked over at the journal for a moment as she had tears in her own eyes, but they were more for Arnold then herself.

She rubbed her wrist where the ropes had been bringing blood flow back into them, then reached down and did the same with her ankles. She hated the lies, hated that she had lied about forgetting everything well at least him and such… some things she now wished she wouldn’t have remembered… she still had so much guilt inside of her, for her lies… even if her heart was in the right place she knew how wrong it all had been.

She walked over to the journal and went towards the back and read… Jesus! She struggled to stay upright… she had to get to Arnold! She had things to say… things to give him. She felt her own tears running down her eyes…this was so fucked all of it, and it was all because they had asshole parents. She threw the journal at the picture of them in anger against the wall! She wanted to rip it down and fucking burn it!

He still hated her and she understood. Letting him go would be by far the worst thing she would ever go through… even worse than what her father had put her through. She would tell him to earn Candace back she would even help him, she would give him the house all the assets just to make him happy again.

Her heart was broken for both of them, she remembered how close they were growing up, remembering him being her first of many things together… and then losing it all in an instant.

She went to her bedroom and pulled a tee on before going to her brother’s room she could still hear him in there. She did not care about being naked in front of him but she needed comfort and having the tee on gave her that… she wondered would he remember it… she grabbed the envelope from her desk drawer… and took a deep breath, here goes nothing.

“Please don’t go.” She said softly tears in her dark brown eyes. “I am so sorry for all the pain I caused you, I’m sorry for pretending I lost my memory, for Candace, all of it… but don’t go… here…. This is yours…you can start over with Candace I’ll help you get her back, I’ll tell her you were drugged, or drunk, or that I somehow influenced you…and please don’t be upset for what you did I deserved it, I deserve more… I hate how you were treated, you didn’t deserve it… but don’t leave this way… I understand you hate me I get it… but you deserve this home, the business… all of it… it’s all in the envelope… you’ll never have to see me again.” She said in a sad whisper as she was trying to control her sobs.

 

[ERedBoyd]

She handed him the envelope and he felt himself.... stunned. Absolutely and positively stunned. He looked down at it and opened it. A number of folded up docs sat inside her including a title exchange from her to him, already signed off by her, a bill of sale by her as well for $1.00. A document that would transfer the total of her personal financial assets to him.His eyes widened as he looked from page to page to page.... she had given him all her shares in the company as well for $1.00 as well making him the majority shareholder of the multi-million dollar operation. All he had to do was sign them and it was all his.

His eyes shifted to her and saw her face and watched as she kept her eyes down. He flipped through the papers till it got to one last document in the back. He gasped as he looked at it.... it was ... a slave contract. He knew these weren't legally binding, but that didn't have to make it any less legitimate. She was giving herself to him... as a slave. His eyes scanned the document from top to bottom. He remembered this document.... He remembered writing it up with her... they had been young but they had been in love and ...

His eyes watered as he looked at the date... 8 years ago... less than a month after their parents had thrown him out. He had forgotten about that... they had talked about being Master and slave.... even looked online to build a contract that would be like a wedding contract in ways... As he scanned down to the bottom, he gasped when he saw her signature on the contract. He vaguely remembered the contract had been incomplete. She had apparently filled it in and signed it after he had been thrown out.

Things started to click into place as he read this... and the journal... her documents.... everything. What she had been saying was the truth. It didn't change the amount of pain he had went through... but it did help knowing she had hurt as much as him. Then another thing clicked into his head that she had said... she had faked the amnesia? She had ... faked the amnesia?!?! All that time in the hospital? He had suspected it was a ruse, but never really questioned it. When he had asked her about the journal and she answered, it should have really sunk in then about it, but he didn't. She had gone through faking her amnesia for what purpose? To keep him here? To trick him into staying?

He looked at the papers once more and it hit him dead in the eyes... she did it because she had loved him and was desperate for him to be back in her life. This was the measures she was willing to take for him. He couldn't take his eyes on the contract. It was the least important legally, but the most important in every other way. He turned and walked to the desk and pulled out a pen. He wasn't sure what he was thinking... shock more than anything else... but he began to sign the papers. He passed over the house, the money, and the shares.... he would have to think about that... but most importantly... he signed the slave contract just above the title.... Master.

He turned to her and tucked all the documents into the envelope and then into the suitcase he had on the bed. She had no reason to believe he hadn't sign them yet. He kept the slave contract out and turned back to her as she stood there looking more pathetic that he had ever seen her in her life. He said, "I... understand now what you were doing." He fought to bury the anger and hurt from those actions but he had no right to feel them after what he had done to her. He looked at her and said, "Look at.... your Master."

He studied her as she wiped her eyes with the T-shirt and then looked up at him. He opened the slave contract to show her his signature. He cocked his head as her lip began to quiver and her eyes watered. He said, "Is this what you want with me? Is this what you truly want... with me?"

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

This house… the money… none of it ever mattered to her, contrary to what he may have believed especially after what she suffered at not only their fathers hands but their mothers as well considering she knew everything that was going on under her own roof and did nothing to try and stop it… all that ever mattered to her was her brother… but they had both lost so much, and she wasn’t sure he would ever really forgive her and she wouldn’t blame him if he didn’t. How could she ever tell him everything…what would he think of her, she considered herself tainted… used and not in a good way, what would he even want her for? She watched as he opened it… she took a deep breath as she walked to the window to look out she felt herself trembling a bit. She couldn’t look at him… “None of this matters without you in my life.” She mumbled more to herself than to him. “I’ll be okay…I have some funds I saved enough to live on while I get a job… i just want you happy and to have the life I.. the life I stole from you.” She felt tears in her eyes once more, and had to fight them back. She sighed just as she looked out at the pool and smiled to herself so many amazing memories…. And so many terrible ones as well.

She turned but couldn’t meet his eyes, she hated herself possibly more than he did. She chewed on her lip knowing the one document that meant the most to her… but at the same time they were so young and in love at the time… she wondered if Arnold ever suspected anything… of course not he would have told someone she was sure of that… it was wrong what she did but she had been terrified of her father… she remembered a storm one evening in which she ran to her brothers room in tears, Arnold was so concerned she just told him she had a nightmare and he just held her and consoled her the entire night…she could have never told him the truth back then she was so ashamed and was sure he would be with her had he known. She noticed his gasp and figured he must have noticed the contract. “I… don’t deserve any of this…I know that, but you…Arnold you do… the only thing that honestly kept me going was knowing you had someone who loved you… I ruined that too.” She said never meeting his eyes… she couldn’t, she knew tears were welling in her eyes. She chewed on her lip so hard she was worried about drawing blood. She remembered them doing research together and making this contract… it was one of the happiest days of her life.

“I’ll never forgive myself… for what I did… what you went through, I was scared of him… there’s so much I can’t even begin to tell you… He threatened you… when I told him the truth that I lied…I should have told you what.. What he was doing… but I was so ashamed… and I knew you would be too.” She admitted as a tear rolled down her cheek. She signed it…she wanted him in every way she was sure he didn’t feel the same and why should he after all. The contract could be altered of course… they both already had out their limits in there but they had been young… not that she expected him to want this with her any longer… he practically wanted to kill her moments ago… and she wouldn’t have blamed him.

“I lied to you about the amnesia that was horrible… I didn’t want to trick you… I just didn’t want to lose you again after I lost you already, I know you hate me and I know I have many years for I can never repay… but trust me I will never stop trying, I lied because I tried reaching out… when I turned 18 but you never called back this was wrong but I felt it was the only way… stupid I know.” More tears flowed down her cheeks. “I’ve love you my entire life… and I’ll love you for the rest of it… I know I hurt you, I swear I tried making it right… I couldn’t…I’ll always hate myself for that…” she admitted still looking down unable to meet his gaze again.

“I didn’t want to hurt you again… I wanted to make it better… have you hurt me until the anger and hurt was done… I didn’t care I would take any punishment to not see the pain in your eyes…” she said in a Low whisper. She sighed to herself she wouldn’t blame him if he didn’t sign but she would offer for him to still take out his rage and anger on her. She was now watching every single move he made even though her eyes were still downcast. She watched as he signed the papers she wasn’t sure why it almost hurt that he signed them… after what he learned maybe but at the same time, she completely understood considering what he had been through and lost his self so she completely got over the small pang of hurt she felt. She hated herself, hated this house, hated her parents… all she did love was right in front of her and she knew he still hated her…

She watched him carefully from the corner of her cast down eyes. She bit her lip as she continued to cry. She told herself that she wasn’t going to cry, because she knew he needed this… yet here she was. “I don’t… I should have come to you all those years ago and told you what was happening…” she said softly. “I deserved everything that happened.” She said and still couldn’t meet his eyes… she hated looking weak in front of him. Her heart was racing at his words…

She wiped her tears with the old tee shirt she was wearing… she was stunned when he showed her the contract where he had signed… was this real? Did he sign it because he wanted her or just so he could punish her, the slave/master relationship was more sacred in her opinion than any other, where yes the slave followed every rule, but where the master loved and protected her unconditionally as well… she didn’t think he wanted that. She looked at him started her dark brown eyes were still brimming with tears and her lip was quivering and she found herself shaking. “It’s all I’ve ever wanted in this life…but I don’t want you to sign it because you feel sorry for me or because you want to punish me, I deserve the punishment you can continue to do so without it I will take it all and then you can get rid of me forever if it makes you happy that’s all I want Arnold it’s all I’ve ever wanted.” She said and realized she was crying once more.

 

[ERedBoyd]

Arnold studied her and her response with deep concentration. He had read her journal, seen the box of his trinkets, and now owned the home and the contract on her. He said nothing as she spoke on and when it was done, he lifted the paper and said, "This contract isn't legally binding. This contract can't be upheld in a court of law. You can walk away anytime you want from me. Nod if you understand me?"

He waited for her to nod. He then said, "This contract surrenders yourself to me now. It means I am your Master.... like when we pretended that as kids.... It means I am the boss... This is your home as much as it is mine now.... and I do not want you to leave. As your Master, I command you to remain in this home. Do you understand?" He spoke in with a neutral tone that was not aggressive or passive. He hesitated and said, "And trust me... i do NOT feel sorry for you. Your actions, intentional or not... cast me into a hell for which I can never undo. I knew mom and dad never loved me like they loved you and I accepted that. I understood that as much as I hated them for it.... but... what you did... created an avalanche that destroyed me and you can't undo an avalanche. I think... I am going to need a little space right now to think this through."

His eyes never left hers as she nodded, eyes down and tear stained. He said, "Please go to your room for now. There is no hired help here and won't be for the next month. It is just you and me. Let's give each other some space... let this process. I am ... your Master now because I want to be... not to punish you though I am going to punish you a lot and not because I feel sorry for you... but because when we created this contract all those years ago, you swore your absolute loyalty to me as my slave and you betrayed that oath. Now that I own you... I will require absolute obedience from you at all times. Do you understand?"

She nodded again and he walked up to her and put his big arms around her and hugged her before stepping back and saying, "Okay... please go to your room now."

He watched her leave and he looked back at the journal and contract... collecting them all up and headed his dad's office once more... taking a seat at the desk... then opened the journal and began a more thorough reading of her life.....

5 hours later, the sun was long since down when he closed the book once more. He checked the time... nearly midnight. He had absolutely no appetite at all from what he read in that book. He wanted to cry for the pain and suffering she had gone through .... it was... absolutely horrible. it was no wonder she reacted the way she did during that moment in the pool. Wiping the tears from his own eyes, he set the book down once more, got up and walked back out of the office and up the stairs. He walked to her bedroom and opened the door slowly and peeked inside.

He found her curled up under the covers in a tight little ball holding a little stuffie. There was only teh moon light providing any light at all. He kicked out of his shoes, closed the door behind him and walked to the bed, where he gently slid the cover and sheets back, pleased to find her naked once more. He said nothing to her as she slept, stayed clothed, but spooned up behind her, pulling the comforter back over them, resting her head on his shoulder and draping his arm over her hip. He felt her shimmy in tighter to him and mutter his name sleepily...

"It's okay kitten... go back to sleep... we are good. we will talk tomorrow. Good night...." He whispered into her ear before he closed his eyes and fell asleep himself.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

He would probably never love her the same way again and as much as it hurt and broke her heart she could never blame him for that. She would have given him her entire life if that’s what he wanted of her just for him to love her again… she was pretty much already doing that yes she had limits in the contract of course she did especially after what happened with her father… she remembered the details of her journal and she felt shame in knowing he would read all of it. She took a long deep breath as she finally met his eyes her dark brown eyes were still red rimmed with her tears, she knew it wasn’t legally binding but it meant everything to her. She was chewing on her lip, this was new to her but not to him. She would never walk away unless he told her to she knew that much… she didn’t even care if he did want to cause her pain she deserved it. She nodded gently, as she fought back fresh tears and tried to control her raging heart.

She took a long deep breath, there was a lot Arnold didn’t know a lot she didn’t want him to know…but that was neither here nor there. She had always planned to be his and only his, but she fucked that all up. Hearing him say he didn’t want her to leave gave her hope, hope that maybe he did still care about her… or was this just his way of getting even and hurting her she wasn’t sure anymore. Her heart skipped beats when he commanded that she stayed in this home even if this home also gave her terrible memories and nightmares at times. “I understand.” She said softly with a sniffle as she looked at her bare feet, luckily there was one part in the contract that said she was allowed to wear a tee shirt but nothing else, she was more insecure now than all them years before.

She hated this feeling, not knowing where she stood for some reason she felt he still hated her and she didn’t blame him she hated herself also… and still felt dirty from the past… he didn’t need to know that. It hurt when he told her he didn’t feel sorry for her, she remembered one of the nights their father snuck into her bed and whispered you are mine if I catch you with another boy ever I will not only kill him, I will make you suffer. She shivered at the memory but said nothing.. it was in her journal. She knew he was right though… she ruined his life… even if in her mind she was trying to save them both.

She hated her parents… she hated her life… and she hated herself… but as long as she had Arnold she felt like she had something to live for even if at times she wanted to die… she even attempted it once… but only the maid that found her knew about it and she begged her not to tell as far as Marie knew she never did. “I hate me too.” She said softly but didn’t look up and she was sure he didn’t hear her and she was grateful for that. She would gladly give him anything he needed.

As much as she hated it she nodded her head fighting back fresh tears once more. She didn’t really want to be alone at the moment especially after being tied to the desk and offering herself completely to him… but she promised herself she would give him anything he needed. “Okay… I can cook and clean… I-um a while back asked the maid and cook to teach me…” Again she spoke so soft she wasn’t sure he’d even hear her. She wasn’t scared of him even if he did almost choke her to death with his cock…she against bit her lip and fumbled with the hem of the long tee shirt. They were kids all those years ago so this partly hurt her and at the same time he was right she did betray him… she would be what ever he wanted and needed from her, she knew they may want to need and alter the contract… but at the moment she really wasn’t thinking of that. Her lip quivered a little as she nodded her head once more in understanding.

She felt safe in his arms she hadn’t felt safe in so very long it almost made her want to beg him not to make her go to her room alone but she wanted to give him what he needed and wanted.

She walked away to her bedroom looking around, god she wanted to redo everything… burn the bed and pretend nothing bad ever happened here. She looked out her bay window… the moon was beautiful yet she felt miserable… she peeled her tee off and took a quick shower before crawling into her bed, tucking herself in and grabbing her new favorite stuffie the koala her brother had given her at the hospital, she pretty much curled herself into a ball… holding onto the koala tightly and crying herself to sleep… hoping for no nightmares.

She tossed and turned, finding it impossible to sleep right away. She glanced at the clock not really even paying it much attention…before she just stared at the ceiling but gripped her stuffie. She never knew she could feel any lower than at this moment he still hated her… and it killed her inside… yet at the same time she understood why and she would make sure he didn’t know she felt that way. She finally felt her eyes getting heavy she hadn’t really slept in three days then again she really didn’t sleep anyway, she knew she should get therapy but the thought for some reason bothered her. She closed her eyes and finally started to fall asleep. She was on her side naked but covered, and was curled into herself and was gripping her stuffie for dear life.

She was breathing gently, the moonlight against her face, her long brown hair splayed across the pillows. She didn’t really notice anyone in her bed yet, she was exhausted and now pretty well out of it. She then felt arms around her pulling her close against a strong body she tensed until she realized it was Arnold she hoped he hadn’t noticed how she tensed. She moved in against him and sleepily whimpered out his name… never letting go of her bear.

She sighed at his words but she mumbled anyway.. “I am so sorry.” She whispered as her eyes closed once more. It had been several hours when she woke she looked over at her brother and gently touched his face making sure not to wake him, she had to pee… there was only one room in this house she felt truly safe… his room… Arnold’s room, she hid out there often after everything, she pulled a sheet over herself and tiptoed to the bathroom to pee… she then looked towards Arnold’s room so much blander then the rest of the house but the balcony was amazing… she pushed the door open and walked out to the balcony where she looked out and just sobbed to herself in took everything in her not to just curl up in a ball in the corner of the balcony instead she just stood at the railing looking at the moon… thinking how ironic this was the only room she still enjoyed being in….