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Slippery Slope
Chapter 05
"What the fuck did you do?" Claire asks the moment she enters my room, confusion on her face stares me down.
"Dealt with a potential problem, saved you and Holly from being forced into prostitution, fixed your fuck up? Something like that, why?" I reply as I look up from my phone, smiling smugly at her as she stares back in true bafflement.
"How did you- do you even know how dangerous that was? Why the hell would you just go visit a fucking drug dealer?! How did you even find him?" Claire asks, looking over me in concern. It's nice to see she's actually worried about me.
"I got the address from your phone, and it was no more dangerous than you getting into debt with him. He's a reasonable enough man, money is money and as long as he got paid he didn't care who it came from." I lie with a smile, watching her gaze soften. "Claire, really… I handled it." I say, smiling softly at her.
"You could have died, why the fuck would you think going to confront a drug dealer was a good idea?" Claire asked, moving closer before she paused in front of me.
"Because you got yourself in a mess, and I wasn't going to leave you in it." I say calmly, I can't explain my powers to get of course, so I understand her panic. "Nobody takes advantage of my sister, well other than me." I say with a chuckle, making her roll her eyes as she grabs me in a tight hug, her head resting on my shoulder. "Really, I knew what I was doing. I was perfectly safe, your brother is kinda a badass."
"You're such an idiot." Claire mumbles quietly. "And a pervert… thank you." she finishes, almost silently before she breaks the hug. "So, according to David me and Holly owe you all the money we owed him now." Claire says, giving me a strange look.
"Gotta recoup my losses from your sticky hands somehow, don't worry… I'm more reasonable than any drug dealers, I'm sure we can come to an agreement." I promise as I reach out and stroke her cheek. "From now on, you are not to buy any drugs, or use any that anyone else has bought. Any time you get the urge to do drugs you will come and tell me." I order, temporarily putting her under my hypnosis as her eyes glaze over.
I feel my order take hold on her mind as I release my control of her, smiling to myself. I'll put the same one in Holly when I get a chance, I need to increase my control over her anyway.
The main reason for my smile is the budding love I feel coming over the bond, it looks like our relationship isn't beyond salvaging even if it needed some magical assistance to fix.
"Is that so? Let me guess, this arrangement involves me not wearing anything, spending a lot of time on my knees?" Claire asked, her tone almost sultry. "Well? Is this what you want?" She asked, surprising me as she pulls her t-shirt off and gives me a challenging look, her small breasts bouncing slightly.
"And if it is?" I ask, caught off guard by her sudden change in attitude from before.
"Well, you played the hero didn't you? Doesn't the hero always get the girl?" Claire asks, walking closer to me and taking my hand, lifting it to her breast. "Holly wants to fuck you, you know? The next she gets you alone, she's going to jump you. She was really worried about our debts, after she heard you bought out our debts she almost rushed over her to thank you in person." Claire said with a wry smile. "She had some family stuff she couldn't get away from, but she wants you. She always thought you were cute, and she likes men who take charge… you definitely did that."
"Well, that's good to know. And what about you?" I ask, gently caressing her breast, my thumb circling her nipple.
"I think you're a nosy little bastard who can't mind his own business." Claire deadpanned, a slight smirk on her lips. "But when I owe you this much, what can I do but repay you in any way I can?" She asked, putting her hand on my chest and gently pushing me back, making me sit on the bed as she hesitated for a moment, undoing her jean buttons and slowly sliding them down her legs, looking at me nervously for a second as she stepped out of them, wearing nothing but a small black thong.
Taking a deep breath, she moved forwards and walked towards me, stopping in front of me as she gave me a surprisingly shy smile.
"Just… stay still, Ben." Claire whispered, leaning forwards and pressing her lips against mine as she closed her eyes, her tongue pushing into my mouth for a moment before she breaks the kiss, reaching down and pulling my own shirt up, removing it with a little help from me.
Going along with her request, I remain still as she reaches down and undoes my belt, pulling my trousers down and off my legs.
Climbing into my lap, only my boxers and her thong separating us, she kisses me again as she takes my hands and moves them to her ass, moaning slightly as I immediately grope her exposed behind, my fingers digging into the soft flesh as she presses her small breasts against my chest.
Her hips start to move as she starts to gyrate against me, her undercarriage grinding against my rapidly hardening cock and her breathing becomes heavier as she breaks the kiss, her face flushed.
"How do you want me to… well, you know." Claire asks, reaching down and grasping my length through my boxers, squeezing it lightly. "I don't want to have proper sex, we are still siblings… but you can chose any other method, and I'll do it. I owe you that much." Claire says nervously, making my eyebrows rise at the influx of conflicted emotions.
She's aroused, thankful, relieved and affectionate… but I can also feel fear, self-hatred, disgust and many other emotions, the negative ones aren't aimed at me, but at herself. She feels worthless, and she's worried I'll decide I want to fuck her anyway.
She'd let me, I'm sure of that. Even without any additional commands, I'm sure I could just take her, as she'd let me do it without any more than a token resistance.
"You don't have to do anything you don't want to." I say after a moment, making her eyes widen. "Claire, I helped you because you're my sister and I love you, yes I'm a horny bastard but if you want to walk away, you can." I say as I reach up and stroke her hair gently, watching her features soften as her fear lessens.
I have plenty of ways to get laid, and there are women far more deserving of being subjected to my power than Claire.
"...really?" Claire asks hesitantly, making me nod within hesitation, watching a soft smile grow on her face.
As she moved out of my lap, I mentally sighed as I readied myself for a reunion with my right hand, before my eyes widened as she dropped to her knees between my legs, smiling up at me.
"I've treated you like shit… you really are too nice sometimes." Claire says with a smile as she pulls my boxers down, my cock freed from its cotton prison as it slaps down against her face, making her giggle slightly.
"Only to people I think deserve it. I can be a bastard to people I think deserve that treatment as well." I counter making her smile up at me sadly as she grasped my length, stroking me gently.
"I'm a thief and a junkie, I probably stole thousands from you, if anyone deserves it… it's me." Claire says as she presses a kiss on the side of my cock, before I can respond to her self-deprivation she moves up and parts her lips, tucking her hair behind her ear as she leans forwards and takes the tip of my cock into her warm, wet mouth, staring up at me as she takes it deeper and deeper.
I don't know if it's my magic that's caused her depressed mind state, or just something she has been keeping deep inside but I will have to help her through it. It's strange to say while she's sucking my dick but I can start to see hints of the loving big sister I used to adore, breaking through her bitchy mask.
I don't want to think about how… experienced she might be, but she definitely knows what she is doing as she easily takes my entire length into her mouth and throat, her tongue massaging me as she swallows, making her throat tighten as she does.
Pulling back, she wastes no time setting a quick pace, bobbing her head rapidly as she keeps eye contact, her free hand massaging my balls as she sucks my cock.
She puts her all into pleasuring me, sacrificing air to make it more enjoyable for me as her eyes water, her light mascara running down her cheeks as she forces herself to take my entire length and presses her lips against my crotch, staying in place for a good thirty seconds before she pulls back, my cock popping out as she pants for a moment before she takes it into her mouth again.
She's determined, she has something to prove and that's why I don't try and stop her or get her to slow down, just leaning back and enjoying the way she worships my dick.
With her fervent service, it's no real wonder that I can't last that long, and she clearly notices as she pauses before she continues sucking, pulling back slightly.
Her tongue swirls around the head, still staring up at me with watery eyes and a messy face and with a groan I cum, she doesn't even pause as she keeps bobbing her head, swallowing my cum as it floods her mouth.
After a moment, she pulls back and grasps my cock instead, stroking it as it spurts my seed across her already messy face, her mouth open and waiting for my cum, her tongue extended.
Some of it lands on her waiting tongue, but most of it simply stains her face and hair, but she doesn't flinch as it lands on her, nor when some drips down from her forehead and over her eye.
As the last few weak spurts land on her chest, she closes her mouth and audibly gulps, opening it again and showing her clean tongue.
"God damn you're sexy…" I say without thinking, making her giggle slightly as she rises.
"I bet you say that to all the girls who suck your dick." Claire retorts, shuffling slightly before she stands up straight. "I am going to pay back every dollar I stole and all the money you paid David, with interest, but it's going to take a long time. Until I've repaid you in full, I'll do this… and more, whenever you want." Claire says, her tone strangely proud as she stares me down.
"Claire-" I start making her shake her head.
"No, I owe you more than I could ever repay… but I'm going to damn well try." Claire says stubbornly, pausing as she rummages through her jean pockets and pulls out a key, tossing it towards me. "I have a spare, but consider this an open invitation to my bedroom. Day or night, if you want me on my knees you just have to say the word." Claire promises making my cock twitch in arousal.
"I said you didn't need to-"
"Do anything I didn't want to, and I want to make it up to you. You were right, I burnt this bridge a long time ago and it's too late to start acting like a good sister now, but I can repay you in the only way I know how. If I'm in bed, wake me up by slapping your cock on my face, if I'm in the shower, join me and push me to my knees… I will make up for every stupid mistake I've made, you'll see." Claire swears heatedly.
Honestly, I'm caught off guard that I can only nod dumbly making her giggle again.
"You're cute when you're confused." Claire says as she wipes down cum from her face. "I need a shower, but Ben…" she starts, before pausing. "I kinda have a thing for anal, something to keep in mind next time, huh?"
That's not what she was going to say, and her smile tells me that both know that, but as she picks up her clothes and slightly opens my door, checking the corridor, I also realise she is telling the truth.
Sneaking over to the bathroom, she leaves and I smile slightly. Our relationship is twisted, but it's still better than it has been in years.
My phone vibrates as I lay down, making me reach over and grab it as I check my messages.
Opening a message from Holly, I smirk at the selfie she's taken in front of a full length mirror, completely naked as she sticks her tongue out at the camera.
'I have no idea how you did it, I don't really care either to be honest, but you better stay well hydrated because when I get my hands on you, we aren't leaving the room until your cum is leaking out of my ass, mouth and pussy.'
'Looking forward to it.' I reply glibly, smirking to myself.
All in all, my life is looking up.
As my phone vibrates a second time, I pause seeing a message from Claire.
'Holly sent a screenshot of her message, just fyi she means it. Hydrate well cause she's a fucking nymphomaniac when she gets going.'
Oh.
Am I in danger?
'I'm stuck visiting family out of state, but thinking about what I'm gonna do to you has me all hot and bothered… I've masturbated three times in the last hour, I keep almost getting caught moaning your name…'
Clicking the video, I immediately lower the volume as Holly's voice comes over the speakers, moaning lewdly as she records herself riding a large dildo, my name thrown in with her moans and whimpers.
I'm definitely in danger, but I will face it bravely.
Late Night -
A message from Sarah tells me she got the camera, but she's ordered a custom made outfit for her and she wants to wear it for the first photo session, it was littered with emojis and hurt my head to read but now that she isn't worried about me blowing her secret she's gone back to being as bubbly as ever.
I do want to help Elle, but really the only problem left at home that needs dealing with immediately is how overprotective mother is, especially now that my life has taken a lewd turn.
Elle is happy in her room, there's no rush to pry her out of it, Claire and I are doing better than we have in years and Sarah is… Sarah.
So I just need to get mom to give me some distance and stop hovering over me so much, she hasn't been lately because… well I haven't been leaving the house much and she underestimated how much trouble I could get into without leaving home.
If she'd realised I snuck out to fix the drug dealer issue, I'd be in an unpleasant situation.
So I need to nip this problem in the bud before it can truly become an issue, which is why I'm sneaking through the house towards her bedroom.
It's almost 2am so everyone (except Ella) is fast asleep, and from the occasional flash of light coming from under her door she's distracted, plus she wears headphones to play her games so I don't need to worry about her.
Mom's room is partially open, as usual, she started to do this to keep an ear out for us moving around late at night but she's always been such a heavy sleeper that it was kinda pointless.
Slipping inside, I close the door behind me.
I've snuck into both Claire and Sarah's room and sent them into a deeper sleep with my hypnosis, which was easy enough. I'm a light sleeper in a family of people who could sleep through the apocalypse, but I don't want to take chances.
Moving up to the bed, I pause as I spot her, splayed out across the bed with the covers thrown off the bed, she's always disliked the heat, she can't sleep if she's too warm.
That wouldn't be a problem if she wore more than a thin white tank top to bed, and I do mean that's all she's wearing as her nipples are clearly visible through the thin material, and it's bunched up enough to show that she didn't even bother with underwear, a small slit topped with a blonde tuft of hair above it on display.
I can already feel myself hardening beneath my pyjamas, even though it's only been a short while since Claire made me cum.
"Olivia, sleep deeply." I order quietly, reaching out and putting her into a deep trance-like sleep. Unlike suggestions, hypnosis doesn't require a conscious target to affect their mind, which means I can start fixing things without needing her to be awake.
She stills, no longer moving around in her sleep as I look down at her, thinking about my next move carefully. I'm still not sure if I'm at fault for Claire's borderline unstable mind, or if it's a mixture of the drugs, withdrawal and guilt.
"Ben is a grown adult now, stop treating him like a childish boy and treat m- him like the man he has become" I start, pausing as I think over what I want to achieve. I don't know if she'd be aware enough to know who I meant if I said I, so third person seems best.
My influence over her isn't the strongest, so this is going to have to be a step by step thing, and I can't risk changing too much too quickly anyway. People might notice.
"Let Ben come and go as he pleases. Where he goes is none of your business." I continue, frowning to myself. "Stop watching Ben's bank account.
What he buys is none of your business."
The orders seem to be working, but I suppose I'll have to wait and see.
Looking down at her exposed pussy again, I shake my head and quickly leave. I didn't just resist the temptation of taking advantage of Claire's vulnerability just to fuck my sleeping mother a couple of hours later.
Sex feels amazing, and I'm already considering calling Monica for a booty call, blowjobs are also amazing but there is enough of a difference that I already want to feel a tight pussy around my cock again.
...but then, I also want another blowjob and it's only been a couple of hours.
Sighing to myself, I leave quickly and head back to my room. A part of me is saying it wouldn't matter, she'd likely never even know, but she's still my mother.
Moncia is definitely getting a call tomorrow
- Next Morning -
"Ben, can we talk?" Olivia asks as she stops in the doorway of my bedroom after gently knocking, making me internally smile. She never stopped before entering my room before, she often didn't even knock.
She started knocking after the first time she walked in on me beating my meat, but that's the price of entering a teenage boys room without announcing yourself.
"Sure, what's up?" I ask, pausing in what I was doing. She still walked in on me getting changed, but I'm just shirtless at the moment, having put my jeans on already.
"I just… needed to look at you, you've grown up. You aren't my little Benny anymore." She says, a wistful smile on her face as she walks closer to me, closing the door behind her.
"Well, I am legally an adult now." I agree, making her nod calmly, reaching out and placing a hand on my chest gently.
"You are, and I'm sorry it took me so long to notice. I guess I just didn't want to admit it." Olivia says, running her hand along my chest making me frown, my eyes widening as she leans in and captures my lips, her tongue slipping into my mouth.
What the fuck is going on?
Breaking the kiss, she tilts her head slightly.
"Mom? Why did you-" I start, making her smile at me gently.
"You're a man now, Ben. The man of the house, just like your father was before- well, like your father was." Olivia says, a moment of sadness passing her face as she closes the distance, reaching down and pulling her t-shirt off, revealing a deep red lacy bra, the edge of her nipples poking out from beneath it as she drops her trousers with the same casualness, revealing a matching pair of panties. "You're the man of the house now, it comes with some benefits." She says, a sly smirk on her face as she reaches up and gropes her breasts as she says benefits.
This isn't what I ordered, not at all.
"But-" I start, pausing as she places a finger against my lips.
"If you don't want to enjoy this… benefit, just say the word and I'll leave, and I won't bring it up again, unless you do." Olivia offers, her hand sliding down my chest and grasping my hardened cock through my jeans. "There's no reason to be embarrassed or hesitant, you're a man and I'm a woman, it's just… human nature."
"You're my mother…" I reply weakly, knowing the hypocrisy after what I did with Claire last night.
"I've had my tubes tied, there's no chance of pregnancy. Aside from that, it's just… a man and a woman, taking pleasure in each other's company. Say you aren't interested, and that will be the end of it. Olivia offers as she reaches back and unclips her bra, tossing it over her shoulder as her perky breasts bounce free. "If you're worried about people judging, it can be our little secret, Claire and Sarah have already gone out and Elle, well Elle is Elle." she said with a shake of her head. "You can touch me, you know? I've seen you looking, this is a chance to do more than just look."
I have no idea what I did to cause this, I just wanted to be treated like an adult for once…
"This… doesn't seem like you." I say, my eyes lingering on her breasts despite myself as she giggles, making them jiggle enticingly.
"Every parent has sides they don't show their children, but you're not a child anymore, are you? Like I said Ben, say you don't want this and I'll leave and never mention it again, but there's a reason you haven't sent me away yet, isn't there?" she says, smirking slightly.
As I remain quiet, she takes my hand and lifts it to her breast, giving me a sultry smile as I immediately start to grope her, my thumb playing with her nipple as I caress the soft flesh.
"That's it, but you're the man here… you need to take the lead, tell me what to do." Olivia says as she states at me hungrily.
I need to know what the hell is going on, and with a pulse my ring assists me once more.
Entering her mind without even really meaning to, I see flashes of my mother on her knees, naked with only a tight black leather collar around her neck as she stares up at my father adoringly.
More flashes show hints of their relationship, the man I never got a chance to know was clearly the dominant part of the relationship, even a glimpse of him sitting in the living room chair with both mother and aunt Jane on their knees pleasuring him.
Aunt Jane is the biggest bitch I've ever had the misfortune of meeting, seeing a younger her on her knees worshipping a cock is definitely… different.
With the bond connecting us, I can dig deeper and find the source of this… to begin with she's incredibly sexually frustrated, I look like my father, she's partially broken from his death, and I made her see me as a man, but with her slightly broken and twisted mind she had a particular idea of what a man should be, and how she should treat them.
Because there's only one person she's ever seen as a true man, and now I've pushed her to see me the same way.
"Kneel." I order, my tone a match for the one my father used in her memories as her eyes widen, dropping to her knees immediately, her hands resting in her lap as she awaits orders.
I'm not my father, but she hasn't come close to getting over him and it's really not healthy.
Is that the only reason I'm doing this? Absolutely not. Is it even a real reason instead of an excuse? Probably not, and as I undo my belt, she squirms in anticipation.
She wants this, and as I drop my jeans and boxers, grasping my cock, I can't bring myself to not do this. She wants this, even if I accidentally pushed her this way, and I want this as well.
Slapping my cock against my own mothers face, her face flushes but she doesn't say anything as she waits for me to tell her what to do.
She's hopeful, she's on her knees with her son's dick resting on her face and she's just hopeful that I can live up to her expectations.
She's… completely different from the mother I've grown up with, no endless barrage of questions or paranoia, just lustful obedience as she waits for me to tell her how to serve me.
"Kiss it, get it nice and wet." I order, watching her immediately lean forwards and place a kiss on the tip of my cock without hesitation, staring up at me with adoration.
Obediently licking and kissing my cock, she lubricates it, fully aware of what's coming next, and after a moment I take a step back and stare her down.
"Get up, and lose the panti-" I start before a loud slam makes us both jump.
"Mom! I'm back! Where are you?" Sarah's voice shouts, easily heard despite the closed door thanks to Sarah just generally being loud as fuck.
Looking at me in shock, she glances at her clothes but father trained her well and she doesn't get dressed even as Sarah's voice grows nearer.
"Get dressed, quickly." I order, watching her immediately just into action, not bothering putting her bra back on as she kicks it under my bed instead, while I put my dick away and grab a shirt.
"I have to go… I didn't think she'd be back for a few hours." Olivia says quietly, apology in her tone as she pulls her t-shirt back on.
"It's fine, well come back to that later." I say, once again using my fathers tone making her shudder slightly, her nipples clearly hard as they like against her top.
"Yes… sir."
As she leaves, I wait for just a moment before I grab my phone.
"Hey, Monica. Come meet me."
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[tab=Influence Tracker]
Benjamin Grant
Portrayed by Anton Yelchin
MC/Barista
Samira Stewart
Portrayed by Gal Gadot
Boss, Hates Ben
Influence Level - 0 (0/1)
Isabelle Johnson
Portrayed by Alexandria Daddario
Co-worker, Criminal Record (?), Framed Ben
Influence Level - 1 (0/2) (Guilt)
Olivia Grant
Portrayed by Scarlett Johansson
Mother, Overprotective Helicopter Parent
Influence Level -3 (0/5) (Love)
Elizabeth 'Elle' Grant
Portrayed by Molly Quinn
Younger Sister, Introvert
Influence Level - 2 (0/3) (Love)
Sarah Grant
Portrayed by Anna Kendrick
Eldest Sister, Camgirl
Influence Level – 3 (4/5) (Love)
Claire Grant
Portrayed by Michelle Trachtenberg
Elder Sister, Thief, Junkie
Influence Level – 4 (2/10) (Confused Lust, Love)
Holly Kirk
Portrayed by Sydney Sweeney
Claire's Best Friend, Junkie
Influence Level - 2 (2/3)
Monica Garcia
Portrayed by Penelope Cruz
Drug Dealers Wife
Influence Level - 3 (4/5)
Amy Roberts
Agent, Investigating Ben
Portrayed by Yvonne Strzechowski
Influence Level - 0 (0/1)
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[tab=Current Powers]
Suggestion
Allows the user to implant suggestions In the targets mind, larger commands needing a higher influence level
Empathy
Allows the user to sense the emotions of the target, and affect them at higher influence levels.
Telepathy
Allows the user to read the targets thoughts and memories.
Hypnosis
Keeps the target in a trance state, causing them to follow the orders of the user, larger orders can break the trance
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Authors Note: Shrug