DarkSollat
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Maybe. But 'realistic' isn't what I like in smut.That's the most realistic part of the scenario!
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Maybe. But 'realistic' isn't what I like in smut.That's the most realistic part of the scenario!
I am not sure.It seems to me in real life the power card has been played since time immemorial with almost predictable success... to very willing "underdogs". Very often it is the latter whose morals can be questioned and who may have been, in pursuit of wealth/career/position, hugely willing to abandon propriety and self-respect.
The classic Hollywood casting couch scenario is a case in point. How many of the female - and perhaps male - stars of the silver screen who now have an adoring public were once willing to do the unmentionable, precisely in order to leave the car wash and climb the ladder?
You make a valid point because I was not very clear.He's homeless but does model shoots? How does that work?
That's true. I guess for me it shows her that he loves her and she ends up saying to hell with it and reciprocating. He provides for her and she ends up giving herself to him in return - a fairly classic power-play I think. The incest part of it makes it fun for me - that she breaks the taboos and reconciles with incest in exchange for being loved and provided for.I don't know. It's like she liked him only because he gave her a lot of money.
I love this. It's exactly how the story should go. Perhaps a little bit of reluctance at the beginning until she finally orgasms.I like the story idea FS1, but wonder if there is enough tension in the story? Its like everything just happens to her, she has no real decision making... good or bad in it? I can't root for either the brother or sister because there is nothing for me as a reader to care about here. She is not making good decisions, and she is not making bad ones. There are no decisions changing the direction of her life, just happenstance.
I might make the inciting incident of being caught with her panties far more dramatic. Maybe her and her friends catch him in the act and she makes him model them for her and her friends, embarrassing him; making their relationship really strained. I mean, that is the THEME of this story idea: Forgiveness. I would find creative ways to capitalize on his forgiveness towards his sister... but with a sordid twist.
“Arron, I just wanted to thank you for all you have done for me and the kids. I really don’t know what I would have done without you. I guess a cheap motel with me on the street corner after the oldest went to bed”, she laughed, a half-laugh because it was so plausible to imagine her having to do just that. But then in changing from the sadness of reality, she pulled a wadded-up pair of panties out of her pocket. “Here, have one of these as a way of me saying thanks. Remember ten years ago when I I caught you in my panty drawer”, she grinned? “Now my panty drawer is full, and in your house”.
“And you think that’s funny?”
“Well, it was for us”.
“Well, it wasn’t for me Victoria. I was forced to dress like a sissy, and then your friends told everyone at school. Ronnie, the gay kid in school, he pinched my ass while walking up the hallway. And Don and his friends, they worked me over in the locker room after gym”.
“You mean when you said a student backed his car into you? That was really Donnie pounding on you?”
“Kept saying I was a sissy, and would learn my lesson on how to be a little tougher. Broken ribs hurt a lot, and now you walk in here with your panties as if it was a joke?”
“I didn’t know, Arron. I’m sorry”.
“It’s normal, Victoria. Normal for a brother in the throes of hormonal changes to gravitate to his sisters or mother’s clothing as he realizes the power of the other gender”.
“You… you got into mom’s underwear drawer, too?”
“No, I gravitated only towards yours”.
“I see…”
“But your fun that night, it changed me. It harmed me. Beaten up by Donnie, how could I sort out my conflicting feelings? What was normal, suddenly seemed wrong, and I was beat-up and humiliated for it”.
“And why you have never had a girlfriend or a wife”?
“Damaged forever”.
“Are you… are you still a virgin?”
“Prostitutes”, he said quickly.
“Arron?”
“What do you expect?”
“I don’t know, but not that? It’s dangerous”.
“Maybe, but it works”.
“Often?”
“Often enough”, he said changing his tone quickly to that of indifference.
“Well, I guess it is better than me. There is no prospects when you’re a widow and have three young children”.
“When was the last time you had sex?”
“With my husband, if that tells you anything?”
“A year”, he said remembering the date everything had changed for her.
“Or more”.
“Wow”.
“Yeah, I know. I think got cobwebs down there”, she tried to laugh, using humor to dispense with another sad reality.
“You don’t have too”, he said, then when the look on her face seemed to be of confusion, to assure her of what he meant, he took her balled up panties in his hand, and inhaled a whiff deeply.
“Arron? You can’t be serious?”
“Let me play with more than your panties. You said it was dangerous for me to frequent prostitutes, an you would be one if it was not for me”.
“I’m your sister”.
“And what if you were a call-girl, and I called for one and you showed up at my hotel room, What would you do then?”
“Walk away?”
“Modesty doesn’t pay your bills, Victoria”.
“Neither would doing that”.
“Oh, it pays very well”, he said with a sweep of his hand around the house they were standing in. “Housing. Food. Clothing. Either way it seems, you’ll be paying while upon your back”.
“Your crazy”.
“And your destitute”.
“And now you’re taking advantage of me”.
“As you did of me, ten years ago, and now…”
“And now it’s pay back time”, she asked rhetorically, easing her guard as she realized what she had to do, to keep all that he had offered her?
1. Female boss is moving to another branch so she and a subordinate she’s had a crush on but never acted on it due to their work relationship come into the office on weekend and fuck each other’s brains out.