Aunt's Decision Pt. 02

This is a prequel to "Niece's Decision" storyline. If you are offended by Non-Consent/Reluctance/Incest/ Blackmail/Raceplay/etc., do skip this and related stories. As always all feedback is appreciated.

Andrew took a few steps back and admired the sight in front of him, his chocolate girlfriend fully nude and on her knees. Her mouth wide open with slight drool running down her lower lip, her dark nipples stiff as he had ever seen them, and her eyes... well her eyes were a different story. Andrew always admired Deena's eyes; they had a certain spark in them, a level of intelligence that was not usually present in the girls he dated. Andrew's M.O. was to break down whoever he dated and "re-build" her into whatever he desired. That usually involved careful analysis of his latest beau's history: family, emotional, sexual, etc. He had a great memory but still kept notes and often times spent hours going over what he learned after dropping off his date at her place.

Andrew never rushed sex, not because he didn't enjoy it, he did but more so because he enjoyed the challenge. The girl would be practically begging him by the time he finally decided it was time. As soon as the sex took place, Andrew would begin carefully figuring out what made the girl tick. What her limits were, why they existed, who "hurt you?" was a question he often asked and actually meant it. His mind would then set into motion to find ways to break down these barriers, to make sure nothing was off the table even if she swore she would never do it. He prided himself on being the first blowjob a girl gave after she swore "that's what sluts do and I'm no slut" or be the first to take a ride down the "Hershey highway" anytime his next victim proclaimed that was an "EXIT ONLY!". Andrew would chuckle and nod while his mind set into motion a way to make all that, and more, happen.

He never debated what will happen, nor did he beg, he would simply find ways to manipulate the girl or the situation to his advantage. Like most things, the more you do it, the better you get at it and this was no exception and so Andrew started dating more than one girl at a time. At times he would even be so bold as to arrange threesomes or more, Andrew always had a willing girl to join from the past. Those were harder to pull off... at first but over time, he never failed to make it happen. Deena was the first partner he had in a long time that he struggled to manipulate and it wasn't due to lack of trying. When the tape got delivered to his mailbox he couldn't believe his luck, and in all fairness he couldn't believe people still had VHS tapes.

The tape was an old JVC one, still in the factory box, with an oddly inscribed title of "HIDDEN SECRETS" and in small letters below "starring yours truly". Andrew was always an inquisitive person and whoever sent the tape knew that, this certainly piqued his interest. Within an hour he was back at his house setting up the VCR he borrowed from his parents, he drew the shades and settled in. The movie was clearly an old porno from the late 90s, not a lot of production value and a somewhat cheesy plot: a white stepfather, hot older black lady with obviously fake tits, and an overly eager stepdaughter who wants to "grow up" and "learn what her stepdaddy has to teach her". As Andrew watched the tape he couldn't help but feel that the young actress, who couldn't have been more than 19, looked very familiar. As he got closer to the TV, he noticed the familiar birthmark on the right butt cheek, the piercing above her left eye. Finally he heard her speak "oh no Daddy, that's an exit only, we couldn't possibly do that!" That was all the proof Andrew needed, he heard (most) of those words more than once, though based on what came next the result was quite different. A much younger version of his current girlfriend was taking a decently sized dick up her ass and not only was she not complaining but she was moaning. The moans were only interrupted by her screaming "fuck me Daddy" and "I need Mommy".

As the spectacle went on, Andrew was not surprised to see "Mommy" enter the scene clearly having been alarmed by her "daughter's" cries. And as any responsible parent would do, she decided to join in and alleviate her daughter's trouble, not the least bit concerned that she caught her new husband in the act of violating her barely legal daughter. In return for her bravery, the "Mommy" got rewarded by a grade A cunnilingus administered by her grateful "daughter". Andrew chuckled at the absurdity of the plot but also noticed himself getting more and more aroused. As the movie went on there was more of the same, switching positions, switching partners. By the end of the movie, everyone got fucked multiple times, everyone came multiple times, and they were all a great happy family once again. As Andrew recovered from the movie he realized his current love interest loved to him about at least 3 things: her distaste for anal sex - having been penetrated not only by her "stepfather" but also her "mother" who wielded a rather impressive glass strap-on, her disgust of the female body - having sworn she would never touch another female, and her disgust at cum - having swallowed multiple loads both from the source and from "cleaning up" her "Mommy dearest".

Now, Andrew a smart man and knew the difference between enjoying something and being paid to "enjoy" something but this was different. The look in young Deena's eyes was unmistakable, she enjoyed every second of it and by the spark in her eyes, the more depraved the scenes got, the more ready she was to fill her role. As he sat back in the chair, the TV growing dimmer with the movie on pause, he realized that for once in his life, he got manipulated. He fell in love with a smart girl who likely saw him as a safe choice, an image he tried to cultivate knowing it would attract her and the more time he spent with her, the more of a challenge he saw, the more he grew closer to her. He was almost ready to settle down with her and accept the "vanilla" lifestyle she swore she always enjoyed. Almost. Andrew was a suspicious man and this was no different, someone dropped that tape off on purpose and he was going to find out who and why. Eventually, there was no hurry.

Being a meticulous person also meant that Andrew was a bit OCD and couldn't just leave the tape without fully watching through it through, even the credits. As the credits finished and Andrew was about to hit STOP and REWIND on the tape, young Deena came on the screen with a seductive message of "be sure to check out my other adventures through time, this is your hidden desire signing off... for now" and with a sultry look she blew a kiss to the viewer before the screen turned black. Andrew wasn't sure if that was just a silly promo or if it meant there was more but he was going to find out. Over the next few hours he diligently searched the internet for any trace of "Hidden Desire" but given the vagueness of that name and the amount of porn on the internet, he was finding it hard to discover anything or anyone that resembled what he just saw.

As time went on and Andrew got more frustrated, he also got more tired. Glancing at the clock, he saw "4:47 AM" and realized that he has been up for close to 6 hours with nothing to show for it other than small snippets from the film he already saw. "No," he thought to himself, "this is a job for someone who knows where to look." And no one knew better than his old college friend who was likely the smartest "techie" that Andrew knew in all of his experience of dealing with IT, CS Majors, etc. "This guy could probably hack the Pentagon if he wanted to, surely he can find some porn...and given the amount of porn he watches, he might've come across it already..." Andrew chuckled himself and sent a short message via Facebook "hey need you to find anything you can about the star of a 'movie' I watched, here are some scenes" and attached a few short WEBMs and JPGs. Andrew saw that his friend read the message and replied with a thumbs up. There was nothing more he could do but wait and given the fact that he has been up for close to 21 hours meant that tomorrow was going to be difficult.

As Andrew closed his laptop, he grabbed his phone and set an alarm for 8:30. A few hours of sleep meant that he was going to be dragging but he still could hardly fall asleep, dozing off and waking up again. Various scenes flooded his mind, he was the stepfather in some of them, some were completely bizarre and made no sense but he woke up more than once with erections that would rival his college years. Finally the alarm rang and he jumped up to check his Facebook account which unfortunately yielded nothing more than "still looking into it, may need the rest of the day." He knew his friend worked from home and was even more OCD than himself, especially when it came to scouring the internet.

The day dragged on with Andrew compulsively checking his Facebook knowing full well that he set a distinct alarm for his friend. Finally around 5:30 PM Andrew received a message "you owe me, this took the better part of my day" along with a few attachments that were unfortunately JPGs but also included a link to a website to order additional VHS tapes. Andrew was surprised no one bothered to convert them to DVDs but given the content, there may have been a reason. Based on the screenshots, Andrew could not believe his eyes His lovely girlfriend was participating in various BDSM activities, some set up in basement, other in a make shift "plantation". Each screenshot was more extreme than the next and Andrew had to see it all, had to hear it all. He immediately ordered the additional four VHS tapes not caring about the cost for expedited S&H. The tapes were set to arrive within 24 hours and he could hardly wait.

Andrew heard someone clearing their throat and realized he was daydreaming. He didn't know how much time has passed but he could tell Deena was struggling to sit up on her knees.

"Sir may I lay down if you don't intend for me to give you a blowjob?" she asked in an annoyed tone of voice.

Andrew walked up slowly to her and without any warning slapped her hard across the face, almost knocking her to the side and leaving a red imprint across her face.

"Clearly you do not understand the situation you are in. You are no longer my girlfriend or potential fiancée or whatever you envisioned yourself. You are now my property and property does not speak unless spoken to. Do I make myself clear, slave?"

The last sentence cut through Deena. She was sure she could appeal to her boyfriend's decency, to his sense of love for her, or at the very least by faking what she thought he wanted. She has always thought of her as an independent woman, never needing a man, and definitely not anyone's slave. But she knew what Andrew had in his possession; she knew what those tapes could do to her career, her life if they ever got out. She could not understand how. The only copies she was aware of were stored away in the attic at her parents' house after she spent years finding sold copies and destroying all of them with the exception of her personal set. It was a stupid thing to do but she couldn't help re-watching them once every blue moon when she was feeling particularly adventurous and kinky. It was as if a different person was up on the screen. Her twin, someone she could live through vicariously for an hour or two before returning to her mundane life.

Deena shook her head "yes" but seeing the hand raised again she quickly blurted out "yes Master. I'm your property Master" and breathed a sigh of relief as she saw Andrew put the hand down and smirk. He casually walked over to the chair that was against the wall and took off his pants, folding them before putting them on the back of chair. Andrew took his time, he wanted Deena to fully comprehend and accept the new reality of her life. Andrew turned around and walked back over with the same smug demeanor, positioning himself so his crotch was on par with Deena's mouth. Instinctively Deena pulled down his boxers and began to lick his cock, slowly running her tongue around the shaft, working her way to the head. As she felt him get harder in her mouth she couldn't help but notice a different, but somewhat familiar taste which made her pause.

Almost immediately she felt his hand on the back of her head and his cock pushing his way in. Andrew was in no way big, Deena definitely had bigger but she often admitted to her girlfriends that it was "just right". He could hit her spot most of the time and the only reason she denied his advances was because she was afraid he would get bored. None of that mattered now as Andrew slowly assaulted her mouth, each time pushing deeper and deeper. He was taking his time and Deena wasn't used to giving long blowjobs citing jaw problems. In fact she pretty much made it clear that if Andrew wasn't done within a few minutes he may as well grab some lotion and finish the job himself. She knew this wasn't going to be the case this time and so she let the assault continue but time passed and all she could taste was the familiar semi-sweet taste of pre-cum.

While slowly fucking her face Andrew chuckled and spoke as if to himself:

"I bet you're wondering why I haven't cum yet? Well let's just say the 2^nd or 3^rd time always takes longer but you wouldn't know that given your 'rules'."

Deanna listened carefully, processing every word, slowly coming to the realization as to why the taste on Andrew's cock was so familiar. She felt as if someone punched her in the gut as the pieces fell into place. She now knew how Andrew got the tapes.