Slippery Slope, Chapter 02
I can understand why some people thought I don't get along with my family, they are wrong of course, but I understand why they made that assumption.
That wasn't to say I have no issues with my family, quite the opposite, I have issues with every single member of my family in truth, with the exception of my father due to the whole being long dead thing.
Reaching my home, a large four bedroom house on the more wealthy side of the city, I immediately realised my mistake as I opened the door and walked inside.
"Ben?" A soft feminine voice asked almost immediately, drawing his attention to the stairs, and here we go…
"Hey mom." I reply calmly, already preparing my excuses for why I'm home early.
"I wasn't expecting you back for… another four hours, is everything okay?" Olivia, my mother, asks as she rushes down the stairs, her breasts bouncing slightly from her lack of a bra.
I have had to grow up with the knowledge that my mother is a 'grade a milf' and that all my friends wanted her… not that I can truly blame them as I watch her shoulder length blonde hair sway out of the way to reveal her worried gray eyes.
All she is wearing is a pair of gray exercise shorts and a tank top, and from the slight amount of sweat I'd say she's been in the home gym recently.
Her long legs are almost completely exposed and her tank top is slightly transparent from her sweat, leaving her nipples almost visible as she stops in front of me.
I wish I could say she was only so scantily dressed because she thought I wouldn't be back so soon, but she dresses like this all the time at home.
But her borderline exhibitionism is barely a problem compared to my true issue with her.
Mother is… extremely controlling, though perhaps that's the wrong word. She worries, a lot… she took my fathers death poorly, and has treated me like I'm made out of fragile glass for as long as I can remember.
It took me months to convince her to let me have a part time job, and if she heard about my troubles she'd lock me up in my room for the next decade. None of my sisters have escaped her grasp either.
Her idea to keep us safe was simple, she just needs to control every aspect of our lives, even our bank accounts are carefully monitored… which is why I tend to carry so much cash.
I can draw it out slowly and use fast-food or snacks as my excuse if she asks while building a nice fund that she can't trace.
Which leaves it open to thieves, clearly.
As I go to start my bullshitting, I pause in place as I feel… something connecting me and my mother, a thread linking us together as my ring pulses unseen.
This ring is supposed to be the solution to my problems… and I can feel the connection between us ready to be influenced.
Thinking on the red eyed man's words, I decide to take the leap.
"Nothing is wrong, go back to what you were doing." I order, pausing as I feel the weight behind my words reinforced by my glowing ring, it's sheen somehow unseen by my mother.
Required Influence Level 1
Current Influence Level 2
Suggestion accepted
Suggestion, as that word rings through my head I glance at my ring again, it's glow faded as it sits and waits to be used again.
"Of course, honey… I'll be in the gym if you need anything." Mother says quickly, giving me a light hug and a kiss on the cheek as she heads back upstairs.
She would never have let me go so easily in the past…
Heading to my room quickly, I strip and head into the shower (bringing my wallet with me for good measure), turning on the hot water in my en suite and cleaning myself as my mind races.
It works… the crazy man on the bus was actually telling the truth, but I already knew that… it just changed things to actually wield that power myself.
...I need to make a list of all my problems so I can work out how to fix them. I can't waste this opportunity.
Firstly, my boss hates my guts and I'm too stubborn to quit like a bitch… and I still don't know why she hates me so much. A part of me wants to know what her problem is, but a bigger part of me wants to win and put her in her place.
She's been my own personal devil, turned my relaxing work away from my mothers ever watchful eyes into a special hell. I actually love my job, and I love the cafe… enough to want to own it.
I have the money, my family is… affluent to say the least, but she'd never sell to me, but what if I could make her?
Being the owner while the stuck-up bitch is made to be a waitress would be cathartic, and it might even be possible at this point.
Isabelle… She set me up to take the fall for her mistake, and that hurt to be honest… but I understand her reasons, I can afford to take the fall and more importantly Samira would blame me either way, she did the smartest thing. I've seen her online banking before, she cannot afford to lose her job… especially with the rumours that she has a criminal record.
I'll think about how to deal with her after we've spoken again, but she's a minor problem at best.
If I deal with Samira, Isabelle becomes a non-issue.
My mother is an overbearing helicopter parent who treats me like I'm still seven, and if I can convince… no, make her treat me like the man I am, my life would be so much easier. I get the worst of mother's obsessive overprotective nature, possibly because of how much I resemble my father. She really didn't take his death well, but I was too young to remember it.
Aside from that, I have three sisters and while I love them all, I have issues with all of them.
My younger sister, Elizabeth or just Elle, is a complete introvert who doesn't leave her room… at all. She lives in the room next to mine and it's been months since she's willingly came out. Mother loves it since it means she is always around and out of danger but it's not healthy… at all.
I could help her, whether she wants it or not.
Then, our resident thief, I know exactly who it is, there's only one suspect that makes any sense at all. Our home has an amazing security system (though there are no cameras in the bedrooms any more after a rather large argument between all of us Grant kids and mother, and out of the four people living here only one would rob me.
Claire… my slightly older sister and resident party animal who has somehow fooled mother into thinking she is a responsible and mature young woman instead of the brat she actually is.
Claire has always loved parties, and she always seems to have the money to pay for her alcohol and clothes, despite not having a job and not touching the account she knows mother is watching.
Odd that my money tends to disappear right around the time she is preparing for a night out.
I can't just tell mother, she'd get a slap on the wrist and while mother would give me back whatever she stole with interest it wouldn't change things, Claire has the wool pulled over mother's eyes and she hates her children fighting anyway so she'd brush this under the rug.
If I want to get my revenge, I need to take this into my own hands… and I do want to get revenge. I love Claire but she has to learn that I'm not such an easy target, and I won't go crying to mommy.
As for my eldest sister, Sarah… she's perfect, well apart from her being even worse than mother for wearing basically nothing around the house, but aside from that she is flawless and that makes me far too suspicious.
What is she hiding?
I know she is hiding something, she's too… cautious about letting people in her room and I've seen her sneaking bags into the house when she thinks no one is looking but I don't know what she is doing and I intend to find out.
As for where to start? I need proof to confront Claire, I'm not sure how to begin with mother or Elle, and I have a couple days off work so I can't work in Samira.
So it's time I find out exactly what my big sis does all day in her locked and sound proofed room.
Getting out of the shower, I dry myself off and get dressed as I start to plan my next moves.
Her room was partially open when I walked passed to get to my room, and that means she isn't in there since she always has the door closed and locked.
I could try searching her room, but why bother when I can get the answer out of her directly?
A quick check through the window shows that her car is missing, but she doesn't have a job and she'll be back sooner or later.
So it's just a waiting game, and I have time to kill as long as I make sure I'll see her come in.
Heading to the living room, I take a seat with a nice clear view of the window and turn the TV on. I do like my job but I have to admit, who doesn't enjoy a day off, regardless of the cause of my new found free time.
As I expected, I don't even get to finish watching the first episode of the show I stuck on before Sarah's car pulls into the drive, my elder sister climbing out with her usual happy smile as she opens the boot and pulls out a couple of small bags, an unfamiliar logo on the front of them.
Pausing the space bounty hunter show I was watching, I stand up as she opens the front door, beaming at me as she spots me... though I do notice her close her bags just a little bit more to stop me from seeing what's in them.
"Ben! Guess you had a short day, today? I was going to pay you a visit at work for one of your vanilla lattes... but I guess I don't need to." she says, grabbing me in a one armed hug as she holds her bags in the other, large breasts pressing against my chest as I breath in, her flowery shampoo assaulting my nostrils.
She's dressed casually, with some plain jeans and a white t-shirt which just adds to my suspicions.
"Yeah, had a half day today, and I was going to make myself a drink anyway... it's no trouble to make a second." I say as I return her hug, of all my family she is the one I get along with the most, and her pleased little hum makes me chuckle slightly. She usually visits me at work once or twice a week, tips well despite me repeatedly telling her she doesn't need to, but I know Isabelle appreciates it as well. "Been shopping? Did you buy anything interesting?" I ask, calling on my new powers as she looks away slightly.
Required Influence Level 2
Current Influence Level 2
Suggestion partially accepted
"Just some clothes, that's all." Sarah answers as she releases me and steps back. Did she just dodge the question... while I was using my power? Something isn't right here.
"Like you ever buy anything else." I tease, making her shrug with a smile.
"I like to look good, nothing wrong with that." Sarah replies easily, I've been dragged on enough shopping trips to help carry her bags before to know her spending habits... which brings up a simple question.
In what world would my sister come back from clothes shopping with just two small bags?
"Why don't you go and put your new stuff away, I'll bring your drink up to you." I order making her pause again.
Required Influence Level 1
Current Influence Level 2
Suggestion accepted
"Thanks Ben, I owe you." Sarah says, kissing me on the cheek before she heads upstairs leaving me to make our drinks.
There are a few benefits to working at a coffee shop, and I've found Sarah, Elle and Mom can be bribed with drinks when I need something.
Still, she was able to sidestep a question even when I used my power... that's concerning for my long term plans, and I need to work out my limits.
It doesn't take me long to make our drinks, it is almost second nature to me at this point and I am quickly carrying Sarah's drink up to her room, the door open for once.
As I enter, I notice the bags already emptied and their contents nowhere in sight as Sarah meets me at the entrance, stopping me from taking more than a few steps into her room.
"Thanks Ben, I appreciate it." Sarah says as she takes the glass out of my hand with a gentle smile, her surprisingly high-end pc already booting up in the background. She's... fidgety as she notices my glance, and I feel something new coming from the link between us.
I can feel... nervousness, shame and... a little excitement?
"No problem... I do have a question though, what do you do in your room all day? You barely ever leave this place." I ask, making her freeze as her emotions heighten.
Required Influence Level 6
Current Influence Level 2
Suggestion resisted
Influence Level Increased due to repeated use
"I... it's none of your business, Ben." Sarah says seriously, frowning at me as I mentally sigh, I felt that one fail, my order just bouncing off her.
Annoying but expected.
"I think you should leave, thank you for the drink but I'd like some privacy." Sarah says seriously as she frowns at me, a mixture of shame and guilt coming from the bond.
There's something I'm missing, and I am not willing to accept defeat... and as I think I feel the ring resonate with my determination, my power flaring across the bond as I quickly realise that this ring has far more powers than I first thought as Sarah goes limp, her frown fading to a blank stare.
I shouldn't know what is going on, but my ring is more user friendly than I expected as it has to be responsible for the influx of knowledge helping me understand the newest power my new accessory has granted me.
The power of hypnosis, placing my target in a trance-like state allowing me to give them orders for them to carry out when I lift it, though I suspect it would still fail if I tried too much, too fast.
It seems similar to my other power, but they have their differences. My other power, suggestion, is more subtle and more akin to super-powered persuasion than anything else, while hypnosis is more powerful but also far more noticeable, they are two sides to the same coin and I can put them both to use.
"When I snap my fingers, you will ignore my presence completely until I snap my fingers a second time." I order, my voice reverberating unnaturally as she stares at me, completely blankly, no reaction to my words at all.
Required Influence Level 3
Current Influence Level 3
Hypnosis Order Accepted
Despite her lack of reaction, I know it worked and lifting my hand, I snap my fingers and watch as she blinks several times, looking around in confusion before she sighs.
Stepping around me, she closes the door and locks it, not acknowledging my presence at all as she returns to her computer, once again moving around me, despite ignoring my presence in her room.
Sitting on the edge of her bed, I watch her unlock her pc (briefly cursing myself for not seeing her password) and in my smugness at my success, I fail to read the obvious signs until it was too late.
Moving to her cabinet, she pulls out a high-end webcam and as she plugs it in, I fail to understand the significance.
In hindsight, it should have been obvious what was coming but Sarah had always been my wholesome loving big sister, and it wasn't until the webcam was set up and she was checking the settings that I realised my error.
Spotting myself on the screen, I quickly moved to the side out of view as I waited for her to start whatever call she needed complete privacy for, not quite catching on until Sarah stepped back and calmly pulled her t-shirt off, my eyes widening as she tossed it aside, her bra joining it almost immediately.
Watching Sarah's breasts bounce free it starts to click in my head.
Sister went shopping and didn't want to show what she bought, she has a very expensive looking webcam, she spends a lot of time in a locked room and now she's taking her clothes off.
Hindsight is a bitch, and while my mind tells me to run for the door I stay frozen in place as she strips out of her jeans and panties, a small trimmed bush of brown hair topping her pussy as she heads to one of her drawers.
It occurs to me that I could have avoided all of this if I just googled the brand-name on her shopping bag, and quickly doing so reveals why she wasn't eager to explain as it immediately leads me to the name of a high-end lingerie store in the city and as she pulls out a matching set of incredibly lacy purple underwear, I feel like facepalming.
I have a problem, I told her to ignore me... but would she ignore the door opening apparently by itself? Would that break the trance? Can I put a second command on someone I already have a command on?
All questions I don't have the answer to, and getting caught in her room at this point would be rather awkward for us both so I have to wait this out...
Laying her new underwear out on the bed, she quickly tosses her old clothes into the washing basket and goes back to her pc, bending over slightly to type on her keyboard as she unknowingly sticks her naked backside out towards me, a heart shaped ass swaying enticingly as she quickly heads into her bookmarks and loads up a cam-girl site that I recognise for... reasons.
Look, dating is hard when you have a helicopter parent and I have needs.
Signing into her account, I quickly make a note of the name and load the same site open on my phone, getting the final confirmation as I navigate to her profile page, seeing my smiling sister staring back at me wearing nothing but a small black thong.
My big sister, the cam girl.
...looking at her viewer numbers, I correct that to the incredibly popular cam girl.
She makes more doing this in a week than I make at the cafe in a month.
A lot more.
I mean, I can't say I'm surprised... she is incredibly beautiful and she's always been well liked, both for her appearance and for her personality, but I have to admit... even seeing the clip of her riding a large pink dildo I have trouble accepting that my loving big sister is the moaning woman, a slutty smile on her face as she rides her toy.
Sarah has almost been more of a mother than Olivia at this point, more encouraging and far less controlling, and even if she doesn't tend to wear a lot around the house it doesn't mean I was mentally ready to see her like this.
"Hello, boys~"
Snapping back to reality, I realise I have seriously fucked up.
The door out of here is clearly in the picture, I can see that from my own stream... and her viewer numbers are rising rapidly, she's just started and she already has a few dozen people and the numbers are rising at incredible speeds.
All those people would see me sneak out, and I don't know how Sarah would react to the questions as she sits in her chair, fully in view of the camera as she starts chatting with her audience, wearing nothing but her newest set of lingerie.
I'm trapped.
Well, I got my answer... so I'm making progress, but as I watch Sarah flirtatiously tease hundreds of people over the internet, I realise that I'm going to be stuck here for a while.
Her Q&A section mentions that she streams for anywhere between 2-6 hours, and reading that I feel myself groan quietly, trapped by my own success.
Taking a seat on a stool she has, I make myself comfortable as I hope my disappearance isn't noticed, stuck watching as Sarah plays with the clasp of her bra, a smile on her face as she tries to decide if she wants to 'let the girls out' so early.
I have noticed a couple of things strange, I've watched these kinds of streams before... but Sarah doesn't have any donation goals or anything like that, even as the money pours in from her viewers, there isn't a goal for them to hit for her to get naked, she's just doing it anyway as she pulls her bra up, making her tits rise and then bounce as they fall free.
"Honestly, why do I bother getting dressed up for you guys~ I spent a lot of time picking these you know..." Sarah says teasingly as she removes her bra, tossing it over her shoulder.
As her hands go to her breasts, gently teasing her nipples for her adoring audience, I realise I have another issue... the tightness in my trousers.
Despite the situation, I don't feel guilty about my decision to undo my trousers and grasp my shaft, she might be my sister but she is putting on a show knowing that hundreds of people are watching, thousands now.
What is one more guy pleasuring himself to the show? I won't lie that I've never thought of her during my... self-care sessions before, and if she cared about that she should wear more around the house when she has a younger brother.
Being a hormonal teen in a house with three attractive older women and a cute younger sister was difficult.
Pausing, I realise something... I am right next to her washing basket, and the more plain black panties she was wearing before are right there.
...At this point, why hesitate?
If I was still looking at her as my loving older sister, I'd feel guilty about this... but that is hard to do when she is playing with herself in front of a massive audience, her camera moved to zoom in between her legs as she slips her hand beneath her panties and starts to finger herself, her moans filling the room.
This building is old, very old, and it has very thick walls...
Wrapping the soft and surprisingly warm fabric around my cock, I take a hold of my length and start to stroke, careful to keep myself silent as I join Sarah in self-gratification, my eyes roaming her naked body.
I've seen her naked before, but never for more than a couple of seconds by mistake... right now I have the chance to fully enjoy the sight of her jiggling tits, the biggest in our family, and the sopping wetness on her fingers as she licks them clean, standing and turning away as she sticks her ass to to the camera and grips her panties, pulling them down ever so slowly as she looks over her shoulder with an impish smile.
As her pussy is exposed again, my eyebrows raise at just how... soaked she is, causing me to reach out and connect to her again, grasping the bond between us and checking it as I attempt to feel her emotions again.
I thought she was doing this for money, a source of funding she could hide from mom... but what blasts through the link is nothing but pleasure, excitement and lust, a guilty pleasure rushing through her body as she fingers herself for the lustful audience... she is loving every minute of it, and not just because of the pleasure she is giving herself, in fact it is almost secondary to the pride and joy she feels from having so many people watching her.
Speeding up my own strokes to match her fingers, I muffle a groan with my free hand.
It's gonna be a long few hours.
- Later -
As she finally ends the stream, waving goodbye to her audience, I let out a groan of relief.
Five hours stuck in a corner as my sister pleasured herself for her adoring fans, and as she stands up and stretches I finally do the same.
Her camera covers a good part of her room, and that meant I was stuck in my own corner for the entire thing.
Practically throwing herself onto her bed, she lets out a groan as she spreads out and just closes her eyes, her body tired even if I can still feel her own lust still raging.
I've realised a problem with feeling her emotions, her lust inflames my own.
Watching her just rest for a moment, I decide to take a risk while I am too damn horny to do the smart thing and flee, approaching the bed slowly as she still remains still.
Reaching forwards, I gently place my hand on her breast making her moan lightly even as she fails to open her eyes, not reacting even as I start to gently grope the soft flesh.
I was ready to try and put her in a trance the second she reacted, but she remains docile as I squeeze and toy with her slightly sore breasts, and her lust just rises again even as she sighs tiredly.
As my free hand starts to move towards her dripping slit, my rings pulses warningly... I'm pushing my luck, and my bond isn't strong enough to keep her docile if I go that far.
Moving away, I unlocked the door and sneak away, sticking my hand back through and snapping my fingers before I close the door and retreat to my room.
Opening my phone, I smile at the screenshots of her stream and profile page.
I think me and Sarah need to have a talk, and now I have the incentive to get her to stop avoiding the conversation.
Still, I have two more sisters and my mother to deal with so it's time I started working on that... starting with the thief.
So many options have opened up to me, and I'd be a fool not to take advantage of them all.
AN: I've been meaning to get back to this for ages, but life has not been kind to me or my free time lately. Sorry about that.
My current plan is a full chapter of Sorcerer's Ambition, a chapter of Freedom, a chapter of New Game Plus and then another chapter of Freedom before going back to SA (with bonus chapters and this thrown in as I feel like it), and I hope to be writing more after next week since I'll be free a lot more hopefully.
For those on FF and A03, I know the formatting below didn't work right, but I'm too lazy to make two versions to fix it.
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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 - 2 (1/3) (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 (0/5) (Love)
Claire Grant
Portrayed by Michelle Trachtenberg
Elder Sister, Thief
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.
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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