With Voyeuristic Intention Chapter 26: Sleep With as Many People as Possible, a cruel intentions fanfic

With Voyeuristic Intention

Chapter 26:

My Advice Is to Sleep with as Many People as Possible

Okay, so she got distracted.

It's not as if Annette hadn't realized what Sebastian was up to. She wasn't so deep in the sex haze she couldn't see that she was being played. The boy barely acknowledges her all week and suddenly he's desperate to fuck her? Please. Not even Sebastian's that mercurial. This had Kathryn's malicious fingerprints all over it. Clearly, she was trying to keep her from Cecile and using her most loyal foot soldier to do it. The annoying thing is it worked.

At first Annette had every intention of rejecting him. Then he started kissing her and touching her and before she could even consider putting a stop to things, he had somehow tied her up—using her own damn underwear and was fucking her so good she lost her mind a little. Annette didn't know what was wrong with her. Every time she started to build up her resolve a little bit, Sebastian somehow wore it down and the next thing she knew he had her up in his bedroom and little Cecile Caldwell and Kathryn's dastardly plans for her were a long-forgotten memory. Oops.

Of course, in the cold light of morning everything comes rushing back to her along with a deep sense of guilt that she had let her libido override her common sense. Annette awakes feeling massively hungover as if she had spent the night drinking and not fucking. Her head throbs and her eyelids feel impossibly heavy as she sluggishly tries to wake herself up. It isn't until she catches sight of the clock beside the bed that she jolts awake. 2 in the afternoon! How the hell had she slept so late? Staring around Sebastian's vacant bedroom it begins to dawn on her that maybe her loving boyfriend drugged her.

You're going to pay for that one asshole. She's going to track down Cecile and make it her personal mission to keep that girl away from the rotten twosome if it's the last thing she does.

With anger and determination now coursing through her, Annette manages to stumble out of bed and make her way back to her own room. She gets ready for the day then sets out to find Cecile hoping she isn't too late. Who knows what kind of damage Kathryn has done to the poor girl while she was too busy coming her brains out.

Thankfully, she finds her easily and better still, she's alone. Cecile is sitting on the terrace, eating a salad and staring at her phone. "Hey Cecile," Annette greets her with what she hopes is an easy smile as she slips into the seat beside her. "I've been looking for you."

The younger girl stares at her blankly a moment before confusion fills her features. "How come?"

"I just thought maybe we could get to know each other a little better, you know seeing as we're both starting Manchester as newbies. I'd like to be friends."

"Okay, sure," she tells her with a smile.

"So, I didn't see you much yesterday, did you do anything fun after lunch?"

Cecile's eyes light up and she nods enthusiastically. "Yeah, Kathryn and I went riding and then swimming and then we had a sleepover!"

All of that sounds fairly wholesome on the surface, but Annette knows better. Not wanting to scare the young girl away she tells her, "That sounds like fun. So, um, I guess you and Kathryn are becoming pretty close, huh?"

"Uh, duh. She's like my best friend."

Oh boy. This might be more difficult than she anticipated. Her apprehension increases exponentially when Cecile begins to babble about some boy, she has a crush on and how Kathryn's going to help her. "I don't understand. How is Kathryn going to help you date a boy your mother won't approve of?"

Eyes sparkling with mischief, Cecile leans across the table and whispers excitedly, "Sex."

Fuck. She's too late.

Trying to mask her horror Annette fumbles, "I-I'm sorry?"

"Well, you know I don't have a lot of experience with boys so Kathryn's helping me learn stuff. It's really cool! She's taught me lots of stuff so far like how to kiss and how to have orgasms. It's amazing." As Annette gapes at her in horror Cecile asks, "Can you keep a secret?"

"Sure"

"Later this afternoon, Me, Kathryn and this guy friend of hers are going to have sex. I can't wait! It's going to be so fun and—"

"Cecile you can't!" she bursts out interrupting her girlish excitement.

"Why not?"

"Because…you're only fifteen and besides I thought you already had a boyfriend? What about Court?"

"What about him?" Cecile shrugs. "I'm only going out with him because my mom told me to. Besides, Kathryn says boys like girls who are experienced and know what they're doing."

Yeah, she would say that. Realizing the delicate approach is getting her nowhere, Annette gets to the point. "Cecile I'm sorry but, Kathryn is not your friend! She's a liar who's only being nice to you for her own twisted reasons. She has no interest in helping you, she only wants to destroy your reputation. I know this is hard to hear but you have to believe me. Kathryn is dangerous."

She kind of expects the young girl to react with distress, maybe outrage. Instead, she greets her announcement with a sneer and an unimpressed scoff, "I guess Kathryn was right."

"What do you mean?"

Leaning across the table, her eyes narrowed in derision she sneers meanly, "Kathryn said you would pull something like this. She told me all about you, how you have some lesbian crush on her and have been trying to seduce her all summer long."

Annette's mouth falls open at the accusation. "T-That's not true! None of that is true!"

"Sure it's not. You know, I think it's really awful how you're using Sebastian like this. He's totally in love with you and you're just using him to get to his sister."

"Is that what Kathryn told you?" she demands angrily. God, she's going to kill her for that. "Cecile, I do not have any interest in Kathryn, sexually or otherwise. She is lying to you!"

"Oh, you mean like when you lied that you wanted to be friends just so you could try to turn me against Kathryn. She's right, you're just jealous."

"I am not!" Why is she arguing with this stupid girl? Trying to keep herself under control she tells her calmly. "Cecile, Kathryn isn't who she pretends to be. She's a lying, sociopath who only wants to hurt you for stealing her boyfriend."

Cecile either doesn't hear her argument or doesn't care. "Kathryn is awesome. She's super nice and popular and you're just a jealous loser. I'm going to have sex tonight and there's nothing you can do about it."

The hell she couldn't. As Cecile starts away, she reaches out for her grabbing her arm. "As a matter of fact, there is. If you insist on going through with this Cecile, I'm afraid you will leave me no choice. I'm going to tell your mother what you're up to."

Given how deferential towards her mother she acted yesterday, Annette expects the threat to finally knock some sense into her or at the very least scare her straight so to speak. Unfortunately, she once again underestimates the girl. Instead of listening to reason, she greets her threat with another unimpressed scoff. "Go ahead, but if you do, I'm going to tell everyone at school what a big lesbian you are and how you only pretend to be a virgin so people will like you."

"Cecile that's a lie!"

"Is it? Sounds like the truth to me."

Cecile jerks her arm away then storms off the terrace leaving Annette to pathetically call after her. "Cecile! Cecile!"

"Oh, just let her go," a familiar voice drawls behind her. She turns to find Vivien sitting on the stone wall, lighting a cigarette. "A girl like that is just asking to get screwed over. If it's not Kathryn it will be some other asshole."

Annette rolls her eyes. "Cecile may be a brat, but she doesn't deserve to get crushed under Kathryns boot. I won't let her corrupt her."

"From the sounds of it, I think you're a little late on that front."

Sinking back down in her chair Annette sighs. "I can't believe in less that twenty-four hours she's somehow turned that sweet, innocent girl into that little nightmare."

"Oh, I can believe it. She's very talented." Vivien presses two fingers against her lips and wags her tongue between them suggestively.

Annette turns her nose up at the crude gesture. "Gross. I will not let Kathryn get away with this. She's gone too far this time and now she's using that girl to spread lies about me."

"I don't know, I think she may have been on to something with that whole jealousy thing."

"What? I do not have a thing for Kathryn!"

"Don't you?" Vivien hops off the ledge. "Look, I'm not saying you're secretly in love with her or anything, but you definitely want to get railed by her. That's what this is all about isn't it? I mean what do you care if she corrupts some insipid girl? You're jealous because that girl has the balls to do something you can't even concede of—saying yes to princess Merteuil's advances."

For the second time in less than five minutes Annette feels herself overcome with outrage. "You are so off base! The only thing I'm concerned about is trying to stop Kathryn from hurting any more innocent people. I have no interest in her sexually or otherwise. Everything she told Cecile was a lie. I am not into girls!" Blushing as she remembers what transpired between them a week ago, she fumbles, "I mean, you know except for that time when you and I…but that doesn't count."

Vivien smirks at her like she's the most clueless girl in the world but doesn't push further. "Alright, my mistake."

Calming down, Annette replays her conversation with Cecile over in her head. "I wonder who this guy is she's planning on taking to bed with them."

Vivien shoots her an incredulous look. "You're kidding, right?"

Annette stares at her confused for a beat until the realization dawns on her. "No! No way they'd do that…in front of someone, right?" It would explain why Sebastian was so eager to help Kathryn distract her.

"Well, as we've witnessed, she seems to have her pretty tightly wrapped around her finger. I imagine that idiot will believe anything she tells her. Hell, I wouldn't put it past her to dress Valmont up in a red suit and tell her he's Santa Clause—where are you going?"

Annette shoots up out of her chair and heads back into the house calling over her shoulder as she exits, "I'm going to make sure my loving boyfriend keeps his dick to himself."

"Kathryn…I'm not sure about this."

Snorting a bump of coke, the petite brunette, shakes her hair out of her face and elegantly wipes her nose. As the drug makes its way through her system, neurons firing and deadening in equal measure, her gaze focuses on the bathroom door, and she rolls her eyes violently. Voice strained with barely contained irritation she orders, "Cecile, come out here please."

After a long beat the heavy bathroom door slowly creaks open and the younger girl sheepishly emerges, head bowed in embarrassment. As Kathryn has no understanding of shame, she is unmoved. "Come here," she tells her, tossing her crucifix aside.

Awkwardly she shuffles towards Kathryn who is perched on the bed, regal and imperious as a queen. As she draws closer Kathryn drinks her in with a satisfied smirk. Despite her obvious discomfort she actually looks rather fetching in the ensemble Kathryn has picked out for her—red lace La Perla push up bra that amplifies her admittedly small breasts, a matching red lace thong, and caped with a red satin robe. Just as she knew it would the red contrasts nicely against Cecile's fair skin and dark hair, like a tarted-up Snow White. It's a vast improvement from the plain white cotton training bra and polyester panties with the cartoon dog she was wearing earlier.

"Lose the robe," she orders taking a sip of her champagne. "And turn around."

Cecile shrugs out of the robe and does a little turn. Kathryn smirks in sinister satisfaction as she takes in her cute little ass on display. "Very nice," she praises. The perfect little baby slut just ready for Valmont's defiling. Speaking of which, her darling brother is late.

"Um, I feel kind of naked," Cecile whines, arms hugging her stomach self-consciously.

"Yeah, that's kind of the point," Kathryn sneers before changing her tone. "You look beautiful Cecile. He won't be able to keep his hands to himself." And if he tries, she'll make it her personal mission to ensure he never touches anything other than his own dick ever again.

Cecile beams at the compliment. "Thanks."

Handing over a glass she had one of the maids procure for her Kathryn instructs, "Drink this. It's iced tea."

She takes a big sip out of her curly straw then makes a face. "It sure doesn't taste like iced tea."

"It's from Long Island," she dryly replies. "Finish it."

The younger girl does as ordered, sipping innocently on her drink as she flops down beside her on the bed. Kathryn briefly flirts with the idea of giving her some cocaine, before deciding against it. Cecile is annoying and hyper enough without the extra stimulant. "Cecile, you never did tell me how your conversation with Annette ended."

Eyes flashing with excitement, she shifts on the bed and dives back into the story she was telling her before she shoved her into the bathroom to change. "Well, after she told me all those lies about how you're not really my friend, I told her I knew she was just a big lying, lezzie who's in love with her and that if she didn't leave me alone, I was going to tell everyone at school the truth about her. She got real quiet after that, then she threatened to tell my mom and I told her go ahead!" She releases a drunken squeal and giggle. "You should have seen her face!"

Kathryn smiles serenely picturing the stricken look of horror that likely colored the pretty blondes expression when she realized she was too late to warn Cecile against her. "I can imagine," she murmurs.

Humor dying, Cecile gnaws at her bottom lip. "You don't really think she's going to tell my mom, do you?"

"I highly doubt it. She's much to concerned about her reputation to chance it." She imagines little self-righteous Annette would argue that point, but Kathryn knows better. It's why she instructed Cecile to talk to her in the first place. She wanted Annette to realize she had won obviously, that was a given, but more importantly she wanted to prove that when the shit came down, little miss high and mighty will choose herself every time. She might claim to care about poor naive Cecile, but when it comes down to it, she cares about protecting her own reputation more. Annette isn't any better than herself, actually she might be worse. Kathryn may lie to everyone, but never herself. It's sad little Dorothy can't say the same.

"I don't think we'll have to worry about Annette anymore," she assures her, caressing her hair. Cecile nods but Kathryn notes she still looks a little ill at ease. Maybe she should stop plying her with alcohol. "What's wrong Cecile?"

"Nothing, it's just, um, what if your friend doesn't like me?"

Is that what she's concerned about? Kathryn snorts. "Doubtful. The boy isn't exactly what we call discerning."

"Huh?"

Kathryn rolls her eyes. "Cecile, you have nothing to worry about. You look beautiful and you've been practicing like I told you, right?"

"Yup." Cecile sets her drink sloppily on the ground then pulls out the rubber dildo she lent her out of her purse. Bringing it to her mouth she proceeds to suck and fillet it just as Kathryn taught her. Their sleepover the previous night had been very productive indeed.

"Very good Cecile," she praises as the young girl easily swallows half of it. Definitely a natural cocksucker if ever there was one.

"I still can't swallow all of it like you can."

"You'll get there."

I'll make sure of it.

"You're very sexy Cecile."

"I am?" she asks giddily.

"Uh huh." Kathryn reaches for her and draws her into a kiss the younger girl eagerly reciprocates. Automatically, her mouth opens, and her eager tongue crashes hungrily against her own. As they make out, Kathryn slips her hand from her cheek down to her modest chest. She molds her hand around her breast, squeezing lightly and then letting her thumb brush against her nipple. Cecile whimpers against her mouth and Kathryn pulls back.

"Your nipples are hard," she purrs tauntingly. "That means you're turned on. Are you turned on Cecile?"

She opens and closes her mouth a few times, overwhelmed with her own desire. "I-I…yes…I think I am."

Kathryn traces a finger over her plump lips. "What would you like me to do?"

"Um…I…want you to touch me…"

She releases her tit then slowly brings her hand down her body. Gently caressing her through her panties she whispers, "Like this?"

Cecile's eyes briefly flutter shut and she nods, "Y-yeah…ohhh…"

"Anything else?"

Her eyes open and fall to where Kathryn's gray silk robe has started to come undone. Staring into the dark valley she murmurs, "Can I…um…see you?"

"You want to see me?" This of course isn't a surprise. She knows the little nympho is dying to not only be touched but to touch in return. It's only natural. Last night she caught her a few times sneaking curious looks every time Kathryn would loosen her robe or lean over her with her negligee hanging down low. Of course, she remained tastefully covered, but not anymore.

Letting her robe fall open further she exposes her breasts to a wide-eyed Cecile. "Oh wow…your boobs are so pretty."

Kathryn smiles faintly at the compliment then orders, "Touch me."

Cecile blushes but does as ordered. Scooting closer she reaches out a tentative hand and touches her, cupping one boob and then the other. She gives then a gentle squeeze and then laughs, "Cool!"

Kathryn rolls her eyes. "Rub my nipples, Cecile."

She runs her thumb experimentally over her nipple, gentle at first then with a little more gusto. Kathryn feels her own cunt clench in need. "Like this?"

"Uh huh," she pants, now caressing her hair. "Now put your mouth on me."

Cecile's brown eyes look up at her questioningly before ducking her head to do her bidding. She wraps her lips around her tender bud and nurses it gently. Kathryn's grip on her hair tightens as she feels it in her core. "Shit Cecile, you're getting me all wet," she moans.

She pulls back, looking at her with awe. "I am?"

Kathryn nods and smiles. She started this as a way to build her confidence up before Sebastian arrives, but now she actually is getting turned on. Taking the younger girls hand she guides it between her own legs and lets her feel for herself. A curious Cecile tentatively presses her hand against her black silk panties. She gasps. "Oh wow, you're really wet."

"That's all because of you," she pants. She surprises her when she brushes the flimsy fabric aside and boldly runs her fingers over her folds. Kathryn whimpers and squirms against the mattress. Fuck. She briefly considers teaching her to eat pussy as something tells her Cecile would be an eager student and if she can turn her on with just some light petting what might she be capable of with that enthusiastic tongue of hers?

When she feels Cecile's curious fingers begin to circle her hole, she knows she has to put a stop to this or she's likely to turn things in a direction she isn't planning on visiting—not yet anyway. Looking to distract her, Kathryn pulls her back into a kiss then leads her down to the bed. Breaking from her lips she begins trailing kisses down her body. Cecile shifts anxiously, "What are you doing?"

"Something you'll enjoy. You trust me, right?"

Cecile nods enthusiastically and Kathryn grins. Deciding to forgo caution, Kathryn boldly slips her hand down Cecile's panties and rubs her clit in tight little circles. The other girl's eyes practically cross in pleasure. Kathryn uses her distraction to text her missing stepbrother, then tosses her phone aside and maneuvers herself onto her stomach. With little finesse she tugs Cecile's expensive panties off and spreads her legs. Staring at her virgin pussy, already soaked and swollen in pleasure, Kathryn licks her lips in anticipation. She flicks her tongue against her folds and Cecil's head shoots up. "W-what are you doing?"

"Relax. You're going to enjoy this. A lot"

Where the fuck are you?

Sebastian reads his stepsister's angry text and sighs. He's late, having gotten wrapped up in finishing his book, he let time get away from him and now he'll no doubt have to hear about his incompetence for the rest of the night. Fucking wonderful.

After getting momentarily hung up on what he's going to wear, Sebastian remembers whatever it is will likely end up on the floor not long after arriving, so it really doesn't matter. He settles on a simple Tom Ford charcoal sweater and matching trousers. Sebastian is fixing his watch and heading for the door when it suddenly opens and Annette steps into the room.

Oh, you gotta be fucking kidding me.

Hiding his dismay with a tight smile, he greets her with a brief kiss. "Hey babe, what's going on?"

Her eyes are strangely wide in her heart shaped face, almost anxious. "Um can we talk?"

"Actually, I have to get going. I'm late to meet my father in the city."

He opens the door wider and tries to get past her, but Annette stands firm, blocking him. "Oh really? Maybe I'll go with you."

And exactly what part of that seemed like an invitation to you?

"Uh, actually, I'm sorry but this is kind of a business thing. Maybe another time, okay?"

Once again, he tries to move past her and once again, she stops him, this time throwing her arms around his neck and pulling him into an eager kiss. Sebastian's momentarily caught off guard by the amorous attack. However, he's not Sebastian Valmont for nothing and he quickly gets his bearings, kissing her back with equal passion and momentarily forgetting his task. It isn't until Annette has his back in the room, almost on the bed that he remembers himself and his furious sister. Pulling back, he laughs, a little impressed. "This is unexpected. I thought after last night you'd be worn out."

This look flashes across her features he can't quiet read as she tells him, "I'm not the delicate flower you imagine Valmont. I can keep up just fine."

"Is that so?" He kisses her once more and briefly flirts with the idea of taking her up on that challenge. He wonders if he can get her to agree to anal or at least a blow job. She'd look so cute with a cock down her throat…

Try if Valmont and I will rip off your dick and mount it to the front of your jag.

Sebastian pulls back as Kathryn's caustic purr fills his head. "I would like nothing more than to take you up on that, however I really need to go. I promised my dad."

Annette attempts to wrap her arms around his neck and tug him back. "Seriously? I thought we could…try some stuff…"

Fuck.

"That sounds…incredibly appealing but I have to go. Ring check? I'll be back tomorrow morning." Sebastian untangles himself from her and dashes to the door before she can pull him back. "I'll text you."

He slips out the door and heads down the hall hoping she doesn't follow. Standing around the corner he watches and waits for her to exit his room. When she finally does, he releases an exhausted sigh. As curious as he is at the prospect of expanding Annette's sexual horizons, he doesn't appreciate the clinginess. Ugh. Desperation is never attractive. He makes a mental note to break up with her sooner rather than later.

With the coast clear, Sebastian heads down to his stepsister's bedroom. He pauses outside and listens. It's quiet at first until he hears the familiar sound of an aroused female. Interestingly enough it's not his dear Kathryn. Sebastian slowly opens the door and slips inside the room. He's surprised to find the heavy velvet curtains drawn around Kathryn's canopy bed. Quietly he creeps towards the bed, his face breaking into a smirk as the room fills with Cecile Caldwell's ecstatic moans. Sebastian circles the bed slowly, his fingertips caressing the drapes before he comes upon the girls. His smirk deepens at the sight that greets him.

Just as anticipated, little Cecile is laid out across the bed, head thrown back in ecstasy, body as tight as a bow string while his sister eats her out. Crouched on her stomach between the younger girl's legs, Kathryn enthusiastically licks and sucks at her pussy making the most obscene sounds, while her free hand gropes her tit through her pretty lace bra.

"Oh god…oh god Kathryn…I'm going to…I'm going to cum again…"

Well, he can't allow that to happen, not yet anyway. Sebastain clears his throat. Cecile doesn't even notice. Huh, Kathryn really is good. Of course, his stepsister doesn't miss a thing. Her bright green eyes flicker up at him but she doesn't relent from her rug munching. Sebastian shakes his head in amazement then announces himself, "It seems I'm a little late to the party."

Cecile snaps out of her sex haze immediately and releases a girlish squeal of surprise. She scampers to the head of the bed, trying to cover herself with a pillow. Kathryn meanwhile indifferently wipes her mouth and tugs her robe back into place. "You're late."

"My apologies, I got unceremoniously detained. I see you ladies started without me." Sebastian's foot knocks against something on the floor. Bending down he retrieves an empty glass with a childish curly straw and takes a sniff. Tequilla. "Apparently, in more ways than one." He shoots Kathryn a look, but she merely shrugs unapologetically.

Cecile is gawking at him and Kathryn wide eyed. "W-what is he doing here?"

"Cecile, Sebastian is my special friend who's going to help further your education."

"But-but…he's your brother!"

"Stepbrother," she corrects. "Sebastian and I aren't related by blood."

"Only by our parent's horrible decisions," he quips dryly as he walks around the bed, opening the curtains with a flourish.

"Besides, we aren't having sex with each other obviously."

"More's the pity," Sebastian drawls.

Kathryn glares at him sharply over her shoulder before moving in on Cecile. She tugs the pillow away from her and slides up close. "Cecile, what's the matter? Don't you like Sebastian?"

"It-it's not that," she whispers as if he's not standing two feet away. "It's just…this feels wrong."

"That's your nerves talking," Kathryn assures her in her dulcet purr. "There's nothing to be afraid of, I promise you." Caressing her hair she asks, "You enjoyed everything else we've done together, haven't you?"

"Yeah," she admits.

"And you want to learn about sex, don't you? You don't want to disappoint Ronald." Cecile nods, shooting him another curious glance. "Well then there's no one better equipped to help you than Sebastian. He knows everything about sex."

"You do?"

Seeing his opportunity, Sebastian flops down on the bed beside her and slings an arm around her shoulders. "You might say I built a reputation on it."

"What about Annette?"

"Let's just say we have an understanding and what she doesn't know can't hurt her, right?" Cecile appears to be processing this. Before she can form some kind of rebuttal Sebastian leans in and captures her mouth in a kiss. She whimpers in surprise against him, before eagerly kissing him back, her arms shooting out to wind around his neck and tug him closer. When she's all but trying to climb into his lap Sebastian pulls back, finding Kathryn watching them with barely contained glee. "I think she's on board," he quips.

"Cecile, come here," Kathryn instructs the little nymphette. Like a puppy following its master, she easily complies, crawling over to sit before her. "Let's show Sebastian what I've taught you."

"Okay!"

The younger girl leans in and kisses her mentor. What starts slow and sensual soon progresses to near pornographic levels, all tongues and spit and roving hands. Sebastian reaches for his previously uninterested dick and gives it a rub as he watches the ladies perform—and there is little doubt in his mind this is a performance. Kathryn is well aware his interest in Cecile is non-existent, but adding herself to the equation definitely piques his interest.

As if sensing this, Kathryn's eyes pop open as they continue to make out and she looks over at him, a smirk tugging at her preoccupied lips. Sebastian doesn't even notice at first when she removes Cecile's bra and tosses it aside. Truth be told the girls tits aren't much to look at, but she does have those pudgy nipples he loves, the kind that stand out with very little fuss and are just made to be sucked and bitten. Apparently, his stepsister agrees. Breaking from her mouth she bends to suckle her. Sebastian reaches down to give a quick squeeze to his bloated balls.

Sliding off the bed, he begins to undress, tossing off his sweater and then working his pants open. By the time he's down to his boxers the girls have stopped making out in favor of watching him. Cecile eyes him with open curiosity as he pulls his cock and balls out. Her face scrunches up in confusion. "He's not as big as the guy at the stables," she murmurs to Kathryn.

Unamused, he gives his sister an aggravated look, but she just grins, trying not to laugh. "He's above average actually," she tells her. "Besides, cock size doesn't matter so long as he knows what he's doing with it. And Sebastian definitely knows."

"Come here Cecile," he instructs.

The girl gamely crosses over to the edge of the bed to inspect him closer. He's rather surprised when she boldly reaches out to grab him. Her touch is tentative at first as she wraps her small fist around his length and gasps. "He's so hard!"

"You made him that way," Kathryn tells her, scooting up behind her to caress her hair.

Cecile beams with pride as she begins to stroke him. Her fist tightens, which feels great until she gets a little too enthusiastic. "Cecile, not so tight," he growls, tugging her hands free. "It's not a fucking stuffed animal."

"Sorry"

He shows her the correct grip to use, and she begins to stroke him in earnest, until Kathryn leans in and whispers, "Why don't you show him what I taught you."

She nods before leaning closer and wrapping her mouth around the tip. Sebastian's brows rise in surprise as he meets his stepsister's gaze. She grins back wickedly as Cecile begins to suck him off. Someone got an education at that slumber party last night.

"Very nice Cecile," he praises as she works her lips down his length. It's good until he feels the sharp bite of her canines against his delicate appendage. Sebastian hisses and pulls back. "Watch the teeth."

"Sorry," she mumbles through a mouthful of dick.

"Remember what I taught you," Kathryn instructs, "Pull your lips back, breath through your nose…"

Listening to her, Cecile draws back, this time with a little more finesse as she begins to suck him harder. Sebastain reaches out to caress her hair in appreciation. She's unskilled with her tongue and rhythm, but it doesn't matter. She more than makes up for it with her enthusiasm.

She's taking almost half of his into her mouth, all the while stroking the rest of his dick while keeping those big brown eyes on him the entire time. "Very nice Cecile," he groans. His gaze flicks over to Kathryn who's smirking at him. She runs a finger down the front of her robe and tugs it open just enough for one breast to be exposed. At this point he can draw his stepsister's titties from memory but there's something about seeing them in this context. She's taunting him on purpose, knowing he can't touch her no matter how badly he wants to. Kathryn begins to rub and tug at her own nipple behind Cecile's back just to fuck with him further. Fucking tease.

Sebastian momentarily forgets who's blowing him and he starts to rock his hips against her face, his imagination temporarily replacing her with Kathryn. Cecile squeals around his thrusting length as he pushes deeper into her throat, her brown eyes going wide in alarm. Kathryn moves in closer then and murmurs to relax her throat, don't panic, she'll enjoy this. In a bid to calm her further, she spreads the younger girl's legs open and snakes a hand down to massage her pussy. Meanwhile, her other hand gets busy playing with her tits. Cecile begins to moan around his length. The added vibrations only make his hips snap harder, faster. The sight before him, namely 'innocent' Cecile naked and spread out to him like some kind of fuck doll is enough to sprint him faster towards the finish line.

"He's going to cum soon," Kathryn murmurs in her ear, while holding his gaze. She gives him a nod and Sebastian speeds up, gripping Cecile by the hair he fucks her face a little harder making his balls bounce off her chin. Kathryn's hands on her body grow rougher, more intent. "He's going to cum in your mouth and I want you swallow it, every drop. You understand?"

Cecile murmurs in the affirmative and Sebastian, keeping his eyes on his stepsister, finally lets himself go, the combination of the girls warm, succulent mouth, Kathryn's hot demanding stare and the knowledge of how fucked up this all is spurs him to his conclusion. With a final grunt, he shoves into Cecile's mouth one last time before exploding. He fills her mouth to the brim with his seed then pulls back to watch her swallow. She grimaces slightly but does as she's told.

Kathryn grins proudly. "Good girl. Wasn't so bad, was it?"

"It was fun!" she replies enthusiastically before diving at Kathryn. He half expects his sister to shove her off but instead she eagerly returns her affections, pulling her down to the mattress to make out. Sebastian suspects once again this is all for his benefit to get him hard again. It's not not working.

Crawling onto the bed beside them, Sebastian watches impassively as the girls make out. While Kathryn keeps Cecile preoccupied with her mouth and hands, she reaches back and discreetly massages his cock. He's still a little tender from his orgasm but fuck if it doesn't feel good. Oh sis, always offering a helping hand. He'd very much like to return the favor, but she was very insistent that they do not engage with one another. Despite her assurances that she had Cecile under her thumb she didn't want to give the little dipshit any ammo to be used against them.

When he starts to stiffen under Kathryn's practiced hand, she releases him then rolls off the girl and moves down to settle between her splayed legs. Sebastian watches with curiosity as she teases Cecile, lightly strumming her folds as she kisses and nibbles her inner thighs. Watching her perform her seduction, he's overcome with a heady rush of arousal. By the time Kathryn's finally putting her mouth on her, her pussy already glistening with arousal as she squirms impatiently under his stepsister's clever tongue. Sebastian absently reaches for his cock.

"Ohhh…oh Kathryn!" Cecile squeals, back arching as she squeezes her own tits. Kathryn has her mouth on Cecile's clit and is making vulgar sucking noises. He absently wonders if she is getting off on this before deciding she probably is. Corrupting the innocent is one of her favorite past times after all.

When she abruptly pulls back Cecile let's out a whine but Kathryn, wiping the pussy juice from her face and tossing her hair back tells her, "I think I'm going to let Sebastian take over."

Cecile's gaze flicks over to him, her face flushing even more as she bites her bottom lip. "Okay."

Kathryn gives him a slight nod as she moves off the girl and he takes her place. Sebastian kisses Cecile gently while he traces a hand down her body. He feels her relaxing under him as her hands tangle in his hair. Sebastian catches Kathryn watching them intently and he's overcome with the need to wrap his arm around his stepsister and tug her against them, feel not only Cecile's luscious body against him but Kathryn's as well. However, this isn't that type of threesome, not yet anyway.

Sebastian bends down and nibbles as her tits a moment, warming her up that much more before sliding off her altogether. He grabs a condom and some lube and prepares himself while Kathryn drops kisses down Cecile's collarbone. She nuzzles her face against her breasts while looking up at him with a suggestive smirk. He knows what she's doing but it's not really necessary. His cock is already hard enough to break glass.

Shifting back, he runs a couple fingers over her splayed pink pussy and then inserts one, testing her really. He sinks a digit in then frowns at what he finds or rather what he doesn't. Sebastian shoots a look at Kathryn who stares back at him questioningly. Huh.

"Cecile, you haven't done this before, correct?"

"Uh, duh," she scoffs.

For the briefest of moments, he wonders if they've been had. Is it possible dumb little Cecile has been playing them the whole time? It feels unlikely. Sinking his finger deeper into her very tight, but hymen-less pussy he presses, "You've never had anything inside you before? Tampon or a finger or a toy?"

"Ew. Gross. No."

Kathryn's eyes widen at the implication, and she looks at Cecile critically before carefully asking, "Cecile, have you ever had a riding accident? Did you take gymnastics?" Then more bluntly she demands, "Have you ever hurt your pussy in anyway?"

She shakes her head, "No. But, oh, I did once climb my grandma's fence with my cousin Ashely and I got stuck at the top and it hurt real bad, you know…down there," she whispers.

"Mystery solved," Kathryn quips giving him a nod.

"Well, this will be considerably less messy now."

Cecile regards them with confusion, but then Kathryn distracts her once again with her mouth. Sebastian strokes her cunt with his sheathed dick before finally penetrating her, working himself in slowly. He thrusts in an inch at a time before pulling back and feeding her a little more on the next lunge. The hot, wet, almost painful tightness that greets him on every push into her body makes his eyes roll back in his head. Fuck, he loves virgin pussy. Well really, he loves all pussy, but that first thrust into virgin territory is always the best, the tightest, most exquisite pleasure. The only thing that's rivaled it was that first fuck with Kathryn which was so good it turned very quickly into his greatest embarrassment. Probably best not to think about that right now.

As expected, Cecile cries out in surprise and just as anticipated, Kathryn is right there to soothe any anxieties or discomfort with her ardent mouth and caressing hands. It might be considered a kindness if she wasn't working her own agenda. By the time he's got his whole length inside her, Cecile's entire body is trembling and she's starting to grind back against his thrusting cock.

"Oh god…oh…ohhh," she cries out, panting hard, her big brown eyes impossibly wide as she looks towards her mentor. "He feels so big!" she gasps.

"I'll bet," Kathryn quips, turning back to wink at him. "Just relax and enjoy it. Let Sebastian get you off."

Taking that as a hint to release the throttle so to speak, Sebastian hooks his arms around Cecile's supple thighs, tugging her closer and spreading her wider. His thrusts become more aggressive, and the girls' cries become louder. It's kind of annoying. Kathryn better be appreciating everything he's doing for her.

His stepsister kisses down Cecile's body, pausing to nibble and grope at her breasts, making delicious little purring noises as she does. She makes her way further south, teasing the flat plane of her stomach and belly button before reaching her cunt. Using one hand to anchor herself to Cecile's squirming body she sets up camp at her pussy. On every push into Cecile's body, he feels the heat of Kathryn's mouth a mere inch from his thrusting dick until finally he feels the familiar sensation of her hot tongue tease against his length.

"Shit," he hisses, gripping Cecile's thighs harder to stop himself from reaching out to grab a fistful of his stepsister's hair to hold her in place. Luckily, Cecile is too preoccupied by her own pleasure to notice. Kathryn turns and looks up at him, flashing a dirty grin before returning to suckle the other girl's clit. Sebastian is overcome with the urge to pull out and force his length into his sister's succulent mouth, but he knows she'll likely throw a shit fit if he deviates from the plan, so he resists. Later though, when they're alone, he's going to hold her down and fuck into that mouth until she's choking on his cum.

Just the thought of it is enough to drive him closer to the edge. Thankfully Cecile appears to be approaching her climax as well. She's babbling nonsense, clutching her own breasts as Sebastian slams into her harder, his pelvis rubbing up against Kathryn's face. Cecile cries out, her body jolting in pleasure and her snug little cunt tightening around him as her pleasure rushes over her. Sebastian, using her distraction, releases his grip on one of her thighs to grab hold of his sister, dragging her forward so he can feel her hot mouth against his dick. Even through the rubber, it's enough to get him there, pleasure shooting up his spine as he finally cums with one last satisfied grunt.

When he releases his grip, Kathryn tugs herself free. She shoots him a murderous look and he can't tell if it's on account of his treatment of her or if she's just irritated at being the only one who hasn't cum. Probably a little of both.

Ignoring him she turns to Cecile, murmuring words of encouragement as an exhausted Sebastian collapses beside them. He hopes the girl will fade off into sleep. No such luck.

Popping up like an over excited Pomeranian she exclaims, "Oh my god that was awesome! Let's do it again!"

"Oh god…oh god…oh god!"

As the room fills with the ecstatic cries of Cecile Caldwell, Annette reaches absently for her laptop with her free hand and silences the feed. She seriously can't take any more of that girls high pitched whine. Kathryn must be going out of her mind. In more ways than one.

Returning her attention to the video she watches as Cecile enthusiastically rides Sebastian while his stepsister presses up against her, kneeing her jiggling breasts and kissing her neck. As she watches them Annette grinds down against the pillow she's currently straddling and guides her vibrator back into the perfect position, just above her clit. As it hums to life and sends sparks of pleasure through her core, Annette tries to silence the voice in her head screaming at her for being such a goddamn hypocrite.

She honestly had every intention of trying to stop Sebastian from joining Kathryn and Cecile. She tried to persuade him to stay with her and yes, maybe she could have tried harder, maybe she could have dropped to her knees and tried to convince him that way (although she's never actually done that and would probably be as clueless as Cecile—or at least the Cecile of an hour ago). But she had let him go, she didn't follow him or demand to come along. She just let him go off to his illicit threesome.

When she turned on the cameras, she did it telling herself it was only to capture more footage to use against the gruesome twosome, but somehow, she found herself enthralled by the images of Kathryn seducing Cecile. By the time Sebastian joined them and Cecile began sucking his cock, Annette was reaching for her vibrator, forgetting all about her convictions and desire to prevent this.

Even now as she humps the pillow and grinds the toy against the hood of her clit, her concern about Cecile has floated back to the recesses of her mind, a dim anxiety long forgotten even as she watches her get the innocence fucked out of her. Instead, she allows her libido to take over and in no time she's superimposing herself over the younger girl.

In her fevered imagination she's the one riding Sebastian's fat cock. Only she's straddling him backwards, his strong hands gripping her waist as she sinks down on his length, over and over again. Kathryn is kneeling before her. Annette reaches for her, kissing her fiercely while her hands tug open the robe she's wearing, trying to get to more of her exposed flesh. The brunette gasps against her lips when her hands mold around her breasts, squeezing them almost painfully. Kathryn's green eyes are heavy with desire. "What do you want?" Annette murmurs to her tauntingly, her hand tracing its way down to her center.

"Touch me," the debutante gasps. "Please."

The sound of the proud girl begging sends an electro current of pleasure straight to Annette's core. She teases her, running her fingers lightly over her heated flesh before parting her folds. "You're so wet," she tells her. Indeed, it's covering her fingers. She presses two digits at her entrance but doesn't penetrate her. "Get yourself off," she orders.

Kathryn sinks down on her fingers crying out as she rocks against them hard while Annette teases her clit with her thumb. The desperate look of need flashing in her normally arrogant eyes causes Annette to ride Sebastian harder.

They're kissing again only this time Sebastian is there too. Still buried inside her, he reaches for his sister, and they kiss, deep and filthy as Kathryn continues to ride her hand. When they break apart, her eyes are glassy with lust. Sebastian thrusts into Annette hard while he attacks Kathryn's neck with brutal kisses and nips that make her eyes roll back in her head. Suddenly feeling a little desperate herself, Annette grabs for Kathryn kissing her like her life depends on it—

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Annette is unceremoniously jostled out of her fantasy by the sound of someone knocking loudly at the door. She's so startled she tumbles off her pillow. Coming back to earth she blinks at the video in front of her. Sebastian is now eating out Cecile. Annette quickly shoves the sex toy under her pillow and fixes her clothes. She goes to the door and throws it open only to frown in confusion. "What are you doing here?"

"That was cool."

Kathryn rolls her eyes at the pronouncement. Only Cecile Caldwell would respond to some world class head with that idiotic statement. Sebastian emerges from between her legs and reaches for a glass of champagne. "I aim to please," he quips dryly.

Sitting up with a goofy grin the uncouth girl exclaims, "You're almost as good at that as Kathryn!"

Sebastian scowls against the rim of his champagne glass, before shooting an unamused look at Kathryn. Poor Valmont, the truth does indeed hurt. Laughing as she reaches for her own glass she drawls, "Who knows how to please a woman, better than another woman."

"I'd like to test that theory," he remarks enigmatically.

Kathryn eyes him across the bed wondering what he's playing at. The night so far as gone exactly to plan, and she won't tolerate him fucking things up just because his fragile male ego got bruised. "Cecile, I think it's time you show a little appreciation towards Kathryn for…everything she's done for you tonight, don't you?"

"That's not necessary."

Cecile is already bounding up like an excited puppy. Clasping her hands she exclaims, "Thank you so Kathryn, I—"

"No, no, no," Sebastian interjects. "What I mean is it's time you show your appreciation—sexually speaking. After all, Kathryn is the only one who hasn't cum tonight and since I obviously can't do it," he chuckles darkly, "that leaves you. After all, fair is fair, right?"

Cecile worries her lower lip looking genuinely concerned. "But I've never done that before. I don't know—"

"I'll talk you through it," he assures her, with a wave of his hand as if instructing her to get on with it.

Kathryn rolls her eyes at whatever games he's playing. Although she would normally never engage in any kind of sexual activity that wouldn't entail her getting off, this time was the exception. Her need for revenge against Court, trumps her need for an orgasm. Besides, she needs Cecile hot for dick not pussy.

"Don't listen to him," she assures her. "I'm perfectly fine."

"But I want to!" she insists. Before Kathryn can argue further, the burgeoning little slut is grabbing her by the neck and kissing her rather forcefully. She briefly considers shoving her off before deciding against it, not wanting her to doubt herself sexually. Kathryn allows the kiss, thinking she'll turn the tables when the time comes. But then Sebastian's doling out orders again.

"Take off her robe, Cecile."

The younger girl does as instructed, tugging off her satin robe, leaving her in only a pair of black lace La Perla's. Breaking the kiss, she pulls back to stare at her breasts with the same admiration and wonder she did earlier. "Feel her up," Sebastian murmurs as he pops a cigarette in his mouth, while reclining behind them. "Rub her titties like she did yours".

Kathryn, who is now leaning back on her elbows, glares across the bed at her stepbrother, as usual caught somewhere between disgust and desire for him. He grins back at her, as if reading her mind, then blows a kiss. Cecile gropes her breasts, gently at first as if she's afraid she's going to break something. Kathryn stops just short of rolling her eyes. Thankfully, Sebastian's all too aware of how she likes to be touched.

"Harder Cecile," he tells her, "As you squeeze them rub your thumb against her nipple until they're nice and hard. Good girl. Now pinch them."

Cecile does as ordered, groping her more aggressively then pinching her nipples, The bolt of pleasure causes Kathryn's head to roll back, and she releases a moan. In that moment she decides to say, what the fuck. The little bitch got hers it's time for me to get mine.

"Now suck her nipples," Sebastian tells her, "Nice and hard."

"Okay"

Scooting down the mattress, she takes Kathryn's right nipple into her mouth and nurses it. Kathryn is now openly panting, her gaze remaining on her stepbrother and his thickening cock that she'd very much like to straddle at the moment. By the time she switches her attention to the other breast, Kathryn is squirming impatiently against the mattress needing to be touched.

Sebastian's grin deepens. "I think you're starting to get to her Cecile. Why don't you see for yourself."

"Huh?"

He rolls his eyes at her ineptitude. "Reach down and grope her pussy. Don't be afraid to be a little rough with her. She has a thing for that." He grins around the cigarette in his mouth and adds, "Or so I've heard."

Luckily, Cecile is too naive and too dumb to question any of this inuendo. Releasing her tit, she moves her hand down her body then boldly rubs and squeezes her pussy. Kathryn arches into her hand, crying out in pleasure, "Jesus Christ, yes Cecile."

"How does she feel?" her stepbrother asks.

"Warm," Cecile pants, clearly getting off on this as well. "Really, really warm."

"Take off her panties Cecile."

Releasing her grip on her, she moves further down and tugs the unwanted garment down her legs. Kathryn bends her knees, feet planted on the bed and spreads herself wide. Cecile stares down at her in wonder. "Woah."

Thankfully, Cecile doesn't need any further prodding to start touching her. She runs her fingers curiously through her folds, pressing against her opening. "Is she wet?" Sebastian murmurs as he ogles her over Cecile's shoulder.

"Yeah." Cecile presses a finger inside her and gasps. "There's so much it's running down my finger."

"Naughty girl sis"

She rolls her eyes at him but then Cecile is sliding her finger further inside of her. Her gaze flicks up to Kathryn. "Do you like that?" she asks coyly.

"Uh huh," she pants, "But you know what I'd like even better?" She takes Cecile's other hand and guides her to her clit. "Rub me there, while you finger me."

"Like this?" Cecile rubs her index and middle finger in tight little circles against her swollen bud while rhythmically fucking her with her other finger.

"Just like that," she gasps, squeezing around the invading digit. "Now give me another finger. Oh!"

Cecile picks it up in record time and soon Kathryn is squirming against her hand. "Fuck Cecile," she gasps.

"You know what she'd like even better?" Sebastian tells her, "If you put your mouth on her."

She looks up at Kathryn questioningly and forgetting all decorum she orders thickly, "Do what he tells you Cecile."

She maneuvers back down on her stomach and licks against her folds, making Kathryn's hips jump at the contact. Luckly Sebastian is there to guide her. "Feel that little button you're rubbing at the top, lick that and suck it between your lips."

Cecile quickly replaces her fingers with her tongue and lips. Kathryn's hips buck against her mouth and she cries out. Absently she notices her stepbrother as started pumping his dick as he watches. Perv. He can suck himself off for all she cares, her attention now completely riveted to her own needs. Of course, Sebastian has other ideas.

Shifting up on his knees, he puts out his cigarette and then positions himself behind Cecile. He gives her ass a little squeeze before maneuvering her onto her knees. Kathryn watches through glassy eyes as he rubbers up then guides himself back into the welcoming heat of her cunt. Cecile cries out in surprise, "Oh my god!"

"You like that?" he taunts before giving her ass a little slap.

Cecile lets out a yip then stutters, "Y-yes…I think so."

"You feel so good like this Cecile. Now we're going to do a little multi-tasking. When I thrust into you, I want you to press your ass back and meet me, got it?"

"Yeah"

"And don't neglect Kathryn."

Cecile gives a few absent-minded licks, but it's clear she's too distracted by her own pleasure as Sebastian begins to fuck her from behind in earnest. An irritated Kathryn grabs her by the hair and guides her back to her pussy. "Keep licking me, Cecile."

"Sorry," she murmurs against her cunt before she resumes eating her pussy.

It doesn't take them long to fall into a dirty rhythm, the stepsiblings eye fucking one another as they use an unsuspecting Cecile to get them off. Sebastian fucks into her with hard, measures jabs that send her careening into Kathryn's dripping twat. "Fuck…right there Cecile…I'm so close…oh god your fucking tongue," she pants, eagerly humping the young girls face. Suddenly Cecile lets out a gasp and pops her head up.

"What's wrong now?" Kathryn demands, irritated.

In a scandalized whisper she tells her, "He stuck his finger in my butt!"

She smirks warily. "Yeah, he likes to do that."

"Or so you've heard," Sebastian says with a wink.

Kathryn rolls her eyes. "Do you want him to stop?"

"I…I don't think so. It feels funny, but good."

"You'll get used to it." Shoving her head back down she orders, "Get me off."

Cecile resumes eating her with renewed enthusiasm. Apparently, someone is enjoying that finger up her ass more than she let on. A few moments later Kathryn feels that familiar tension begin to work its way through her body and soon she's coming with a roar of pleasure. Gripping Cecile by the hair she rubs the little idiot's nose in it—literally—grinding against her face as she wrings the last drops of her orgasm from her body.

Kathryn collapses against the bed, enjoying the way her body tingles after a really good cum. She's absently aware of Cecile coming shortly after, letting out a high-pitched wail before collapsing atop Kathryn. Adjusting her head resting on the pillow she looks up in time to see her stepbrother pull out of Cecile, still hard. He jerks the condom off almost violently then rolls Cecile over onto her back. Stroking his cock, he shoves it into her unsuspecting mouth. Kathryn watches with avid interest as he fucks her face. Sebastian's hot gaze never leaves Kathryn, as if it's her he's imagining fucking right then. Cecile sputters around him, but he pays her no mind before coming with a deep growl of pleasure. He empties himself into her mouth then pulls out to spray one last blast across her cheek.

Sebastian collapses next to Kathryn, panting, "Was that what you had in mind?"

"Not exactly." But she wasn't about to complain.

Cecile sits up and curiously wipes at the cum on her face before licking it off her fingers. The expression on her face is for once completely unreadable. She wonders if perhaps they went too far with her.

"That. Was. Awesome!"

Then again, perhaps not.

"Can we do it again?!"

Sebastian releases an exhausted groan as he rolls over to glare at her. "I think we created a monster."

Kathryn grins back. "Mission accomplished."

"Is this your book?"

Vivien, still dressed in her maid's uniform, steps into her room holding up A Room of One's Own. "I found it out on the terrace, and figured it was either yours or Valmont's. I'd check with him, but I suspect he's a little busy at the moment."

That's one way of putting it. "Yeah, it's mine," Annette remarks taking the book from her. She feels flushed and overheated, her cunt still tingling with need. Anxious to get back to her orgasm, she holds the door open waiting for the maid to make her exit. Unfortunately, she has other plans.

The bold girl flops down on her bed as if it was the most natural thing in the world and looks over at her laptop. "So, I take it you didn't get to him in time or…oh my god!" Vivien lets out a loud chortle as she looks back and forth between her and the computer. "You dirty little bitch! You're spying on them?"

Annette feels her face heat in embarrassment as she rushes over and slams the computer closed. "No! It's not… it's not what it looks like," she finishes lamely. "I'm just gathering intel against them."

Vivien gives her a long appraising glance, obviously taking in her wrinkled clothes and flushed face. "Uh huh," she hums unconvinced as she makes herself comfortable against the bed. "Whatever you say."

Rolling her eyes Annette demands, "What do you want Vivien."

"A place to hide," she tells her bluntly. "The old crone is trying to gather 'volunteers' to help for some charity benefit. As if I don't have better things to do than work for free. God, why is it always rich people asking normal people to do that shit?"

"You're asking me?" She wants to tell her there are other places to hide on this very large estate but then again, her bedroom likely would be the last place anyone would look.

Stretching further out she continues to ramble, "It's like why would I want—what the…?" Vivien finds the hidden vibrator and pulls it out with a laugh. "Well, it does appear I've interrupted something after all."

"Okay," she huffs snatching the sex toy back. "That's it, get out before I call Ms. Rosemond myself."

"Oh relax," Vivien sighs, swinging her legs over the side of the bed. "I'm just saying I understand. Come on, you really think I'm going to judge you for engaging in a little kink? Please."

"You should!" Annette exclaims. Suddenly, all her anxiety and shame she's been swimming in all afternoon bursts through the surface, exploding in a babbling monologue. Pacing frantically she explodes, "I could have put a stop to this! I could have tried harder to keep Sebastian away! Hell, I could have called Mrs. Caldwell and told her to come. Did I do any of those things? No! Instead, I came back her and turned those cameras on—"

"Wait, you have cameras on them? Like more than one?"

"Yes! I have a whole set up and I've been taping them for most of the summer and spying on them like some kind of freak! I'm disgusting! I'm disturbed! I watch them and I get myself off. I'm turned on by two people who are actively trying to destroy my life. I mean that's fucked up! And this vibrator? It's not even mine, I stole it from Kathryn! God, what is wrong with me!? This is not who I am! I didn't used to be like this. I had morals and standards and convictions but now all I can think about is them!"

"Woah, calm down, it's not that big a deal," Vivien assures her. "Spying on them is hardly a crime. I mean compared to the crap they pull, it's almost kind of innocent."

"I'm not like them though or at least I didn't use to be. I used to be normal! I used to not even think about sex, now it's ALL I think about. Something is really wrong with me. I'm changing. You were right when you called me out on being jealous. This whole thing about protecting Cecile was a load of crap. I don't care about protecting her virtue! I was just jealous that she was getting the opportunity I wanted. I'm completely fucked up!"

Vivien grabs her hands and halts her pacing. "Okay, you need to chill the fuck out, before you give yourself a heart attack. You're being way too hard on yourself."

"Am I?" She laughs, sounding hysterical even to her own ears. "Cause I don't think I'm being hard enough. If my parents knew what I've been up to they'd be so ashamed. This is not who I'm supposed to be!"

"Oh my god, will you stop it?" Vivien exclaims. "Seriously, you are seventeen years old, you don't know who you're supposed to be yet. Don't you get it? This is the time you should be exploring and doing stupid shit. It's the one time in your life you're given a free pass. Enjoy it and stop stressing."

Annette takes a deep breath and lets the older girl's words sink in. "What about Cecile?"

"What about her? If Kathryn hadn't corrupted her someone else would, trust me. Besides," she pops open the computer to find the young girl now suckling Kathryn's breasts enthusiastically. "She doesn't exactly look like she's having a bad time. That little brat is having the time of her fucking life." Turning back to her she brushes a strand of hair off her face and continues, "As for all this supposed guilt of yours for enjoying sex…get over it. There's nothing wrong with you because you get off watching people fuck. Lots of people do."

"Oh really? Do lots of people place hidden camera to do it?"

"They might if they were dealing with Kathryn and Sebastian," she snickers. "Look, you just need to get out of this shame spiral. It's pointless and not helping anyone. You're young and hot, enjoy it. Explore, figure out what you like and what you don't. And maybe start exploring beyond the stepsiblings."

Annette shakes her head. "You're suggesting what, that I sleep with other people?"

"My advice is to sleep with as many people as possible. Say 'fuck it' and just do what you want. Stop getting hung up on who you're supposed to be. You'll figure that out soon enough."

It's surprisingly sound advice. Well, part of it is anyway. She's pretty sure sleeping with as many people as possible will just get her the reputation of a slut or give her an STD. But she thinks she's probably correct about expanding her sexual horizons beyond Merteuil and Valmont.

It's with this realization, and the fact that her body is still keyed up from earlier, that without a second thought she gives in to her desires and crushes her mouth to Vivien's. The maid releases a startled whimper but in no time, she's yielding under her advances and is soon kissing her back with equal fervor.

Somehow Annette finds herself sitting in the brunette's lap, unsure if she crawled into it or if she was led there. Her arms twine around her neck and she's grinding against her desperately. It isn't until she has to pull away for a much-needed lungful of air does she realize what she's doing. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she exclaims, embarrassed. "I shouldn't have—"

Vivien rolls her eyes and huffs in irritation, "Stop apologizing, it's boring." She nods towards the laptop and says, "They wouldn't."

Oh god, she's so right. Annette decides to let go of her hang-ups and guilt. Fuck it. If they can do it with no consequences, why can't I? She resumes kissing the luscious brunette and then boldly tugs open the front of her navy uniform. Her breasts are encased in a pretty lavender bar which she easily unclasps. Her tits are huge, overflowing in her hand as she squeezes them and pinches her nipples. She suckles one while eagerly groping the one she doesn't have stuffed in her mouth.

Tossing her head back, Vivien calls out a few words of Italian. Annette then feels her reach under her skirt and grab her ass, tugging her closer. Her fingers tease against her panties making her squirm harder in her lap. After a few moments of this, Vivien is rolling her off, onto the mattress. She tugs her uniform the rest of the way off and throws her bra away irritably before doing the same of Annette's clothes. She's pulling her panties down her legs, when Annette reaches for her, finding her mouth. They make out hot and heavy, all thrusting tongues and searching hands as their bodies come together.

The last time they did this, Annette had been so surprised and overcome with anxieties she hadn't been able to enjoy it. Well, that's a lie she had enjoyed herself, immensely, but she had been too in her own head to really savor it like she could now. It felt incredible, feeling this gorgeous woman on top of her, her luscious breasts pressing into her own. The feel of her silk like skin under her fingertips feels so decadent. Their leg's part and Vivien grinds down against her thigh making her whimper in need. Her clit felt swollen twice the normal size.

"Roll over baby," Vivien husks against her ear as she slides off her.

Annette blinks up at her questioningly before doing as told, rolling over onto her stomach. A moment later the room fills with the familiar hum of the vibrator. She feels her heart rate increase in anticipation. When she feels her tease it across her ass her hips jump, and Vivien laughs against her ear. "Relax. This is the fun part."

She runs the toy teasingly against her folds then up the crack of her ass. When she presses the tip against her asshole briefly Annette lets out a desperate little whimper while making a mental note to try that again later when she's alone. Vivien guides the toy back to her cunt and teases it against her hole, not quite penetrating her. She then leans over and turns the video feed back on. Sebastian is now fucking Cecile from behind while she goes down on Kathryn. The debutante is squeezing her own tits while gazing hungrily up at her stepbrother.

"Now you get the best of both worlds," Vivien murmurs into her ear before sucking her earlobe into her mouth. Annette shivers and presses back against the toy as she finally begins fucking her with it. She pushes it into her clenching hole all the way before leisurely pulling it almost completely out. She fucks her at this maddening speed, while Annette rolls her hips into it. On every downward push into the mattress her engorged, needy clit rubs against the embroidered fabric of the duvet. Vivien shifts so she's practically laying on top of her, straddling her thigh. She grinds her wet pussy against her in time with Annette's thrusts.

"You want to pretend I'm him?" she murmurs into her shoulder. Her heavy tits press into her back making her arch against her. "Are you imagining it's his nice, big cock that's stretching your pussy right now?"

"Not really," she admits.

There's a beat of silence then she chuckles, "Oh, I get it. It's her you're really hot for, is that it?"

Annette's cheeks heat in embarrassment as she presses her face to the duvet, refusing to answer that. "That's cool. It would hardly be the first time someone fucks me and pretends I'm her. He loves to do it," Vivien whispers. Annette turns and regards her with surprise. "Don't look so shocked. That poor son of a bitch has been obsessed with her pussy since puberty. I can't tell you the number of times he's cum calling her name."

"Aren't you offended? Him using you like that I mean."

"No," she says honestly, kissing her briefly "It's kind of hot actually. It's just roll play. If he wants to dress me up in his sister's school uniform and fuck me up the ass, who am I to say no."

"He does that?"

"Oh yeah. Last summer he had me bent over his desk for hours, calling me 'sis' as he tore my ass up. I could barely sit for a week afterwards."

Thinking about this, the implication of how deep Sebastian's obsession ran, inexplicably turns her on more. Annette finds herself rocking harder against the toy as Kathryn's voice fills the room. She cries out in pleasure rubbing her cunt against Cecile Caldwell's hungry mouth. Watching, Annette wonders what she tastes like, how it would feel to have her tremble under her tongue. Her mouth fills with saliva as if craving the taste of it.

"God…fuck…" Annette whines shoving her hips back violently against the invading toy.

"That's it baby, cum for me, cum all over my cock," Vivien taunts while working herself against her thigh harder.

One last grind against the mattress and Annette is coming apart, shaking and trembling as her body explodes in pleasure. When she finally calms down, she sinks to the mattress, panting hard. Absently, she watches as Sebastian shoves his cock into Cecile's mouth and cums sloppily on her face. Annette shuts the laptop off and rolls onto her back. Vivien kisses her lightly and Annette boldly reaches down to play with her pussy. "I want to taste you," she murmurs.

"Do you now?" Vivien runs her nail over Annette's lips. "Do you want me to ride your face?"

That wasn't exactly what she meant but she isn't opposed. "Okay."

With a sultry grin Vivien straddles her face, placing a knee on either side of her head she hovers right over her awaiting mouth. Annette blinks up at her splayed pink cunt, glistening before her. Tentatively she leans up and swipes her tongue curiously against her folds. She tastes salty, musky. Annette likes it. She licks her again this time, harder, letting her tongue tease against her clit. Vivien cries out, her hips buck. "Mmm…fuck yeah...do that again."

Buoyed by her encouragement, Annette feasts on her pussy, licking and sucking her warm flesh into her mouth, unable to get enough of it. She slides a finger inside her pulsating, clenching hole, fucking her for a moment before replacing her fingers with her stiffened tongue. At some point she imagines it's Kathryn she's wiggling her tongue inside of. Kathryn, who's humping her mouth and soaking her face with pussy juice.

Vivien must somehow realize this. "That's it Dorothy, fuck me with that slutty tongue of yours," she calls out, sounding frighteningly like Kathryn. Reaching down, she grabs Annette by the hair and shoves her face against her cunt then grinds down. "Eat my perfect little pussy."

Doing as ordered she shoves her tongue in faster while nuzzling her nose against her clit. Annette reaches around and clasps two handfuls of her luscious ass, squeezing. "Ahh, yeah baby, play with my little asshole. Shove your finger in there and get me off."

She experimentally, runs a finger down her crack and then presses her digit against her furrowed rim. It's tight but there's plenty of give there. As her finger presses into her ass, Vivien cries out and rocks against her face harder. Just when Annette thinks she might suffocate from this and she just might be fine with that, Vivien abruptly releases her and pulls back. On shaky knees she turns around, straddling her face backwards and she stretches out across her body. Annette feels her thighs being parted and then her mouth is on her pussy. Arching against the mattress, she moans at the feel of her rough tongue licking her sensitive folds. Vivien eats her pussy for a few delirious minutes before pulling off to look at her over her shoulder. "Put your mouth back on me," she orders thickly.

Annette gives a shaky nod, her cheeks blushing as she resumes going down on her. The sensation of eating her pussy while having her own licked and teased and fucked is overwhelming. She quickly gets lost it in, fingering Vivien while sucking and licking her clit into her mouth. At some point, the maid rolls to her side and Annette does the same, wrapping her arms around her thighs for leverage as she eats her out while grinding wantonly against her hot, wet mouth.

She can't be sure which of them cums first. Everything just melts into sensation. Annette squeezes her thighs against her face at the same time she feels Vivien's pussy tighten and pulsate around her invading fingers before a long torrent of girl come drips onto her chin. She's still fucking her with her fingers when Vivien finally rolls away, panting hard and twitching. "Fuck, that was good," she gasps.

Annette very much agrees but she isn't bold enough to admit it. Instead, she lays, staring up at the intricately carved ceiling, enjoying the way her body tingles in pleasant little aftershocks. Vivien rolls over and lays beside her. Head propped up on her hand she runs a finger down between the valley of her breasts. "You're awfully quiet. Don't tell me you're shame spiraling again. I'll be very disappointed."

She smiles easily and shakes her head, "No nothing like that." Cupping the beauty's face, she draws her in for a lazy kiss. Annette can taste herself on her mouth and she rather likes it.

Pulling back the older girl tells her, "It's just sex. It really doesn't have to be that big a deal."

"I'm starting to get that."

"Can I ask you something? Why don't you go ahead and just fuck her? I mean, clearly you want to."

There's no need to clarify the 'her' she's referring to. Annette sighs. "Because I don't want to give her the satisfaction not to mention the ammunition."

"Hmm, I get that." Vivien leans down and kisses her breast. "Then I think you need to widen your sexual pallet beyond this house."

"You might have a point there."

"Well, is there anyone who's caught your fancy?"

Annette's about to answer no, when suddenly her mind flashes to someone, someone who's always intrigued her, but she's always been far too chicken shit to approach. Until now. "As a matter of fact," she tells her with a secretive grin, "There is someone I'm curious about…"

…In all my years and adventures, never have I met such an empty individual. Calling Cecile stupid is an insult to those actually qualified to be called such a thing. My level of annoyance fluctuated more quickly than my lust. Although highly !ORGASMIC! she equates the act of sex with that of a low-end amusement park ride.

Sebastian's pen pauses on the paper, and he looks down at the girl in question who is currently dozing beside him on her pillow. After hours of fucking, she finally, finally wore herself out. Sebastian would be impressed if he wasn't so goddamn exhausted. It's fair to say that Kathryn's mission to turn the girl into a teenage nympho was a rousing success.

Speaking of which…

Glancing towards the closed bathroom door Sebastian makes out the faint sounds of the shower running. Closing his journal, he tucks it away with the rest of his clothes and casts one last glance at sleeping Cecile before slipping out of the room.

Sebastian enters the bathroom to find is filled with steam. Much like his own, it's a modern Victorian design, with a claw foot tub, a large glass enclosed shower that takes up nearly the entire wall and silver-plated sconces on deep navy walls. Sebastian's attention however isn't on the interior design but rather the very naked girl currently on display. He drinks her in as he approaches, chucking off his boxers on the way. When he opens the shower door Kathryn doesn't startle, but rather slowly turns to greet him. She doesn't leer at him the way he does her, probably because she spent the past couple hours watching him fuck.

"Is she asleep?"

"Soundly."

There are two rain shower heads on either side of the large glass structure. Sebastian slips under the opposite one nearly moaning as the hot water does its thing over his tired body. "Just for the record, you do not eat pussy better than me."

Kathryn smirks. "I think Cecile would disagree."

"Cecile is a fucking idiot."

"But she sure can take a dick."

"That she can. I predict she will be very popular once school begins."

"You trained her well."

"We trained her well," he corrects her.

Kathryn closes the distance between them, sliding her hands up his chest and pressing herself into him tauntingly. "We make a good team," she purrs.

Sebastian slides his own hands around her slender waist, tugging her even closer. "I'm tempted to agree." He leans in to kiss her only to have her dodge him with a taunting grin. Pulling out of his arms she brushes past him to stand under his shower head. Sebastian rolls his eyes at her games, but lets it go. Pouring some of her expensive French body wash into his hand, he rubs it against her wet, silky shoulders and arms then asks, "So what do you have planned next for our girl?"

Leaning into his touch she sighs, "Mmm, First, I'm going to introduce her to a few of my very special friends to help expand her sexual education even further. Teach her about the joys of sex toys, anal and group sex. By the end of the summer that girl won't be able to look at a man without opening her legs and begging him to fuck her."

"A proper little slut puppy always wants it anyway she can get it. As you are well aware," he taunts.

Kathryn scowls at him over her shoulder. "Once I've stretched out that pussy to the point you could stuff a tennis ball in it, then and only then, will I hand her back to Court. What happens to her after that really isn't my concern."

"Hmm, speaking of being coldhearted and ruthless…I need to get rid of the headmaster's daughter."

"Hallelujah," Kathryn quips. "Is that happening anytime this century you think? I'm genuinely getting concerned you're going to end up marrying her."

Sebastian nips at her neck. "Bite your tongue. No, I've just been waiting for the right time, suitably when my father goes back to being a neglectful parent. I'm thinking I'll do it after Paris."

"Why not just break up with her now?"

"Too much drama, I need to keep my focus on the party. I'm thinking I'll send her a dear john letter from Paris. Then I'll then spend the rest of the summer hiding out there."

"What about—"

"Don't worry," he tells her already reading her mind. "I'll return in time for the gala, and we can drop the vid then. Nice and simple."

"For you maybe," she huffs. Kathryn turns around to face him. "You're going to dump her and run off and leave me to deal with all of aunt dipshit's questions. How could he do this Kathryn? When is he coming back Kathryn? What will the headmaster think of us? No fucking way."

"Then come with me." Sebastian has been thinking about this for the past couple days. The idea of having Kathryn all to himself, away from pesky, needy lovers and nosy parents is very tempting. Not to mention, he's dying to see her in action at the orgy. Something tells him she'd really enjoy herself.

Kathryn blinks up at him in surprise. "You want me to come to Paris with you? To do what?"

"Use your imagination." He wraps his arms around her and jerks her against him. She releases a soft huff of air, her hands steadying themselves against his chest.

"I have things to do Sebastian."

"Such as?"

"I have to wrap things up with Cecile and ensure everything goes according to plan with Court. Not to mention I have the gala to prep for, college applications to fill out and a full school year to plan for. Not all of us can just jaunt off to another country at a moments notice. Some of us have responsibilities."

Sebastian rolls his eyes dramatically. "Cecile is all but handled and everything else can wait. At the very least come to Les Liaisons Dangereuses with me."

"Oh, what a great idea!" she sarcastically exclaims. "I should attend a fuck party with my brother! I'm sure that will do wonders for my reputation."

He shrugs. "Wear a disguise. You have wigs and masks, and everyone dresses up for it anyway. Besides, it's not like anyone from Manchester will be attending. Hell, I doubt anyone from the Upper East Side will be there. You'll be fine."

She shakes her head, "No way."

"Oh, come on Kathryn," he purrs in his most suggestive tenor as he nuzzles her nose. "You can't tell me you aren't at least curious. It's completely decadent and debauched, no rules, no inhibitions. You can fuck whomever you want, however you want with no repercussions."

He can feel her body soften against him and he sees in her expression she's tempted, but she quickly snuffs it out huffing, "I'm not one of your baby sluts Valmont. You can't seduce me into this."

"You're right, you're not. You're a seasoned whore and I want to see what you're made of when you're not competing against rank amateurs like Cecile Caldwell. I want to watch you take a ten-inch dick and scream for more. Suck two men off at the same time while getting drilled from behind by some movie star's strap on." He nips at her bottom lip while teasing her pussy from behind as he continues, "I want to fuck you in front of a room full of strangers with none of them knowing I call you sis." Sebastian breaches her pussy but doesn't push his finger all the way in, choosing to tease her instead. "I'm going to fuck you raw in front of all of them and fill this little pussy until it's leaking all over the floor."

Kathryn's openly panting now, her eyes heavy with desire and want. "You paint quite the picture."

"So you'll come?" He smirks adding, "Pun intended."

"I…I'll think about it."

"You do that." Sebastian then hauls her forward kissing her fiercely. Kathryn eagerly kisses him back this time, her hands gripping his neck tightly while their tongues duel for dominance. Picking her up, he slams her against the opposite wall as he ravages her mouth. She feels incredible against him, all that wet, hot, slippery flesh. Her pebbled nipples scrape against his chest, as she throws her leg around his hip searching for friction.

Breaking from her mouth, Sebastian kisses his way down her neck and collarbone, preparing to get on his knees to remind her once and for all why he's the king of eating pussy. However, Kathryn has other ideas.

Grabbing a fistful of his hair, she tugs him upwards. "I don't want that."

"What do you want?" She gives a pointed look at his hard on and he laughs. Nuzzling her nose he taunts, "Be. More. Specific."

"In English?" She grabs his dick and strokes it. "I want you to take this big, thick cock and I want you to shove it in me so hard I forget my own name. Then, after I'm done coming all over it, you're going to spray me down with your cum, from cunt to face and then you're going to lick up every drop. Think you can handle that?"

He drops a kiss on her mouth. "I'll see what I can do." Sebastian then lifts her up and slams into her balls deep. Fuck! Kathryn arches against the shower wall and lets out a howl, her pussy tightens and pulsates around him making him groan into the crook of her neck. Gripping her ass tightly for leverage Sebastian doesn't wait for her to get accustomed to having all eight inches inside her before he begins fucking her in earnest. With his earlier exhaustion forgotten, all of their nasty talk along with the prospect of taking her to the orgy, has rejuvenated his hunger for her.

"Oh fuck…you're so deep," she whines against his ear, her arms and legs winding tight around him as she holds on for dear life.

"You like it?"

"Shut up," she pants before her face breaks into a grin. "I fucking love it."

She kisses him lustily as he begins fucking her even faster. Neither of them is going to last long at this speed. Making an executive decision, Sebastian abruptly pulls out of her and sets her down. Kathryn looks up at him dazed. "What the—"

"Get on your knees," he orders tensely, jerking his cock in his fist. He's rather surprised when she doesn't put up a fight but instead, kneels before him obediently on the shower floor. Sebastian grins. "Rub your pussy, I wanna see you come on your own hand."

Panting hard through her pink parted lips, Kathryn snakes a hand between her legs and doing as ordered proceeds to get herself off. Watching her rub her own cunt like her life depends on it, Sebastian's own hand speeds up as his balls draw up tight. Grabbing a fistful of her hair, he tilts her head back and growls out thickly, "Cum for me sis."

Her glassy eyed gaze never leaving him, Kathryn chokes out a cry as if she's been trying to hold it in and jerks against her own hand. The sight of her coming undone at his command is enough to set him off as well. Still gripping her hair, Sebastian shoots a thick stripe of cum over his sister's upturned face. The second load hits her neck, the third her tits. His final, most potent blast hits her pussy. Panting and loose limbed, he draws back to admire his handiwork. Fuck, he'll never get tired of this sight. Taking his half hard cock in his hand again, he guides it to her mouth, intent on making her suck it clean. Kathryn opens her mouth and—

"Whoa."

Sebastian jerks around to find a wide-eyed Cecile standing at the entrance of the shower gapping at them. For the first time in his life, he's at a loss for words. He looks to Kathryn to find equally as stunned. "Cecile," she addresses her calmly getting to her feet and wiping the cum from her face. "This isn't what it looks like."

"Uh, it looks like you guys are fucking."

Christ, of all the times for this girl to get a clue.

Sebastian scrambles for some kind of explanation seeing as Kathryn looks at a loss for the first time in her life. All he can think of is, his cock 'accidentally' went off and he spilled it all over Kathryn, but he doesn't think even Cecile is idiotic enough to buy that. Just as it's looking as if this might finally be it for them, Cecile shrugs out of her robe and joins them in the shower. Slipping under the opposite shower head, she shoots them that dopey, excited grin of hers and asks, "Can I go next?"

Oh boy.