Kathryn Merteuil was aware of her cruelty. She knew she was devious, manipulative and unforgiving. She was aware of it all and yet she revelled in it. She hadn't forgiven her Mother for taking up with that stuffy old Valmont man after her Father died and she hadn't forgiven her Father for leaving her, regardless of his illness. So why should she forgive Sebastian for his insipid ramblings about his Father's virtues? Especially when Kathryn knew a secret about his Father that could shatter his whole world. Shatter it the way her world had been shattered when her Father died.
As the two sat in the large gilded living room of the penthouse suite their parents had rented for them in The upper east side of New York. Kathryn draped herself on the deep red velvet chaise-lounge in the corner of the room while Sebastian paced excitedly from one side of the expansive space to the other.
"Give it a rest dear Brother, please, the sound of your voice is giving me a migraine." Kathryn interrupted Sebastian's bragging with a dramatic rubbing of her temples.
"But sweet, sweet sister. Don't you see? If my Father can convince the school board of his intentions then the extra money will pay for the lavish, grand and down right debauched party that I intend to throw at the end of the school year." Sebastian told her. His words dripping with sarcasm and overplayed enthusiasm.
"Urgh, another party Sebastian, really? Why can't you just attend a school dance, fuck some poor girl behind a dumpster and regret it for the rest of your life like any normal student? Your parties are always filled with empty headed girls that are so innocent they make me sick and immature little boys so easy that they practically bore me to death! Not to mention the mess it creates." Kathryn replied, casting her eyes over the immaculate room and matching his sarcasm.
Sebastian stopped in his tracks and turned to glare at Kathryn. He held her gaze as he sauntered over to her. When he reached the chaise-lounge he grabbed hold of Kathryn's ankles and pulled her down, he threw her legs apart and placed a knee between them. She lay looking up at him with a twisted smile as he loomed over her. His unique scent filling her head and his devilish smile silencing her for a moment. He leant forward to whisper in her ear.
"You only wish you were that innocent Kathryn, do you really think it is the boys that are so easy?" He muttered with disdain.
Kathryn was only hurt by his words for a second or two. She despised being regarded as some sort of whore. She was indeed promiscuous, she couldn't deny it but what no one seemed to realise was that her promiscuity was not a product of sexual deviance but a method of self destruction. The pain of the secrets and hatred that Kathryn kept locked inside of her was only numbed slightly by the conquests she took into her bed. Her hidden reputation did not concern her. Why should it? she thought. It was something men boasted about, why should she be ashamed of it purely because of her gender?
"They are the easy ones because they are weak Sebastian, much like you." She retorted.
Sebastian took her chin between his finger and thumb and turned it away from him. He planted soft kisses down her neck and groped her breast gently over her dress, Kathryn felt herself getting wet between her thighs and let out a quiet moan. Suddenly Sebastian bit her earlobe hard. Kathryn pushed him away with a frown.
"You and I are more alike than you think Kathryn." He purred at her. He then simply got up and walked away. Leaving her splayed out on the chaise, a cruel reminder of how right about her Sebastian probably was.
Kathryn had been bored for much of the day. She had already entertained two gentleman friends that morning and so she spent the rest of the day getting her hair and nails done and buying new shoes and dresses all with her vile stepfather's money. Not wanting her efforts to go to waste, when it came time for Dinner, Kathryn sought out Sebastian.
She found him in his study, writing in that God forsaken journal of his. She knew what was likely to be in it without even looking. A childish memoir of his dull conquests and melodramatic feelings - or a lack there of - towards them.
"Dear diary, today it was Michelle, she was good. The end." Kathryn mocked as she sailed into the room, walking her fingers over the back of the chair facing him before taking a seat. Sebastian slammed the book shut before she could peer across.
"What can I do for you Kathryn?" Sebastian asked her as if he were talking to a needy child.
"I want to go out for Dinner. There's a new restaurant opened over on third and I'm just dying to try it. Come with me." Kathryn ordered him petulantly.
"I have a prior engagement tonight I'm afraid, why don't you ask one of your many... 'Friends'?" He replied.
Kathryn pouted and leant over the desk so that her cleavage spilled from her blouse and was clearly in his line of sight. He chewed on the end of his pen and gaped at her unreservedly, not afraid to accept the view that she was offering him.
"It's that Annette girl isn't it?" Kathryn said darkly.
Annette Hargrove had moved to Manhattan with her widower Father at the end of the last school year. He was to become the new headmaster at Manchester Prep and the innocent, blonde little twit would inevitably join him as a student. Kathryn had always been the epitome of the perfect student, she was so good at hiding the truth about herself that people only saw what she wanted them to see about her. She was the top dog. This holier than thou, virginal dim wit was the reality of everything Kathryn pretended to be, she was a threat to her publicly polished reputation. Kathryn had enough to deal with with all of that palaver without having to compete for Sebastian's affections too. This girl had to be destroyed before she could become any more of a problem. The new school year would start in two weeks, that was all the time she needed. The game was on.
"As it happens yes." Sebastian replied.
"She will ruin your reputation you know. You're the most prolific virgin fucker in the whole of the upper east side, do you really want to throw all that away for the sake of a fridged bitch who plans to 'tame' you?" Kathryn poked her words at him, striking like a serpent.
"I've had my time spreading my seed as it were. Why not settle down and play the gentleman for a while?" Sebastian said unphased.
"And what of your needs?" Kathryn continued. Making her way around the desk towards him, she straddled him on the chair and pushed her breasts up into his face.
"What about them?" Sebastian said, trying to avert his gaze and resist the temptation. He had wanted to fuck his Step-Sister ever since their parents had gotten together, she was the only person he couldn't have and it killed him. Now though, he had fallen for Annette and monogamy was a big deal to her. Kathryn was right though. His needs were unavoidable, he liked to fuck. Hard, fast and often. As did Kathryn and the fact that he didn't have to work very hard to make her want it, unlike his virginal conquests, made things very difficult now.
"You enjoy sex far too much to give it up Sebastian." Kathryn whispered in his ear. "I've recently decided to let you take me. This business with Annette complicates that though doesn't it?" She continued as she kissed his neck and slid her hand down his pants to take hold of his already hard cock.
"Y..yes" Sebastian replied, trying to catch his racing breath as Kathryn started to stroke his throbbing length.
"So what are we to do?" She asked seductively. Tugging him a little faster.
"Well.. I.. I.." He stuttered. At that Kathryn wrenched her hand from his pants, kissed him quickly on the lips, stood up and started out of the room.
"Think about it!" She called over her shoulder as she left him hot, hard and horny.