Broken Toys (Closed)

You can bother me anytime you want, beautiful. Sebastian said to himself.

What the fuck! Where did that come from?

Why was he acting like this with a girl who was picked up off the street and put in his home to serve their purpose? It definitely wasn’t because his parents had warned him about her. They had mentioned she would be joining them soon. He had seen her picture and knew a few details about her past and that she might be a little afraid to trust strangers, but that was it. Gabby hadn’t gotten a chance to explain to him what kind of girl they were dealing with here, and that until she became a part of their family and comfortable with everyone, she was just as much off limits as any of the maids. But god she was something else. Sebastian felt something stir deep within him even just standing close to her, and touching her hand. He had never felt anything like this before.

“Uh, of course. I think I might have an idea where your room is.”

He smiled at her, glanced down the hall and stepped to one side, letting go of her hand that he had been holding for a little longer than appropriate for two people who had just met. He was pleased that she didn’t mind.

“Come on. Let’s go. This way.”

***

His fingers didn’t relent, continuing to grip her hair firmly while shoving his cock up her throat with each thrust. When he finally allowed her to come up for breath, his dick was raging like a monster against her beautiful face.

“Oh, you do not disappoint, babydoll.”

Ethan smiled down at his wife, who had her saliva coated mouth hovering over his now glistening hard on. “I am very pleased at how you’re taking all of me inside your sweet mouth like a good little slut.”

He could see brown curls where there was blonde hair, with bright green eyes moaning into his every time they looked up. “I know you want to taste me. Don’t stop. Show me how much you want me to fill your mouth with my cum. Tell me how much you need me to fuck your virgin cunt and make you mine tonight.”

He wasn’t sure when that day would come when Brinley would hear him say these exact words. But for now, he couldn’t stop telling Gabby exactly what he wanted. As if she didn’t already know. There was no stopping him tonight.
 
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Brinley followed quietly behind him, tracking the play of movement over his back and shoulders as Sebastian walked ahead. She knew that some guys worked hard to tone their bodies but she’d never seen such cut muscle before, and she was glad that he was facing away from her, otherwise he might have caught her very prominent blush. He was cute but that didn’t surprise her considering that Ethan and Gabrielle were both beautiful people, the highest echelon of class and wealth.

When they reached her door, Sebastian twisting the handle open to reveal Brinley’s own sanctuary. She smiled thankfully, tucking a couple wild curls behind her ears and said “thanks a lot. I’m sure I would have found it but it would have taken me a while. I appreciate your help, Sebastian.”

****

With her husband’s impassioned words, there was only one thing to be done: Gabby continued to blow him enthusiastically, pulling back only once during the course of her expert sucking to murmur “tonight is the first of many where you’re going to fill me with cum, Sir. I’m starving for you.”

Her blue eyes were anything but innocent as they looked straight into Ethan’s, silently begging him for his cream and the sign that the second act was about to begin — next time in their bed, splayed out amongst the cashmere as they made love with Brinley’s name upon their lips.
 
"Any time. My room is just down that corridor. The last one on the left. If you ever need anything." Sebastian replied as politely as he could, smiling down into Brinley's eyes and holding the door open for the new girl who had been following behind him closely and was now standing right next to him. A part of him felt like grabbing those sexy brown curls right there, dragging her into her sanctuary, and making love to that gorgeous smile with his dick. Another part of him was wondering why his heart was beating faster than usual when he looked at her and sensed her close to him.

"Is there anything else I can help you with?" He waited as they stood by the door leading to what could only be described as heaven, for Brinley, who had never before that day, set foot in such luxury.

***

Ethan knew there would be struggle and revolt when it came to Brinley obeying him, especially when he first touched her in the most inappropriate places. The girl was not going to give in to their wishes as lovingly as his wife was making him imagine. The fantasy, however, was immensely arousing, as Gabby masterfully operated his now throbbing cock between her fingers and down her throat.

"Yes, my sweet pet. I know you are hungry to be fed. Tonight, I am going to satisfy each and every craving of yours. And make you mine."

His fingers remained wrapped tightly around Gabby's hair, his body began to respond, ready to shudder in the intense orgasm that was about to hit him. Ethan pushed her head down onto his shaft, as his back arched. Throwing his head back and closing his eyes, he groaned and thrust his cock deeper, exploding inside her mouth.
 
She ducked under his arm, amazed at how tall these guys were (or maybe it was just that she was so short). Something about Sebastian put a funny feeling in her stomach, but she couldn't really identify it. All Brinley really knew was that she was quite tired, and that fact showed itself with a loud yawn that broke free before she could stop it. Blushing even further, Brinley shook her head.

"No, I think I'm good. I'm probably just going to go to bed, but thanks again," she said, smiling weakly at Sebastian. "I'm sure we'll be seeing a lot of each other."

With that, Brinley shut the door behind her and carefully slumped back against it, exhaling deeply, eyes falling closed as she took in the events of the evening. While she tried to calm herself, Brinley reminded herself that this had to be a dream - there was no way she was standing in the mansion of the Thorne family as though she were part of said family; there was no way that any of that could be realistic. She was just a stray off the streets, soaked to the bone with regret and bad choices, skittish in all ways. There was no reason they'd want anything to do with her.

Nobody was that nice.

There had to be a catch.

She pondered that as she slid under the covers and willed herself to sleep, but the softest bed she'd ever known sucked her under at once and she didn't remember much after crawling inside.

****
Gabrielle's mouth was full of thick cream but it didn't stop her from rolling her tongue across her fat bottom lip reminiscent of a cat that got the cream while she swallowed it all down.

Stretching herself up on her knees, Gabby fit her salty mouth to Ethan's and kissed him slowly, deeply. When she returned to her resting position with her bottom perched on her heels looking up at him, she posed to him the next item on her "agenda".

"Thank you baby; that appetizer was amazing. Why don't we take this to bed? We'll check in on our girl first and see how she's settling and then we'll finish off the night with a bang. What do you say?"

Of course Gabby was referring to the security cameras that covered every single inch of the property - there was no spare room or angle that was beyond their view. There was simply no reason - each of the Thornes was vain and had no issues showing off the bodies they worked hard to keep, but they were also strict in how they wanted things done in their home. Actually, very few people knew just how critical they could be, because that defeated the purpose of maintaining such a sweet facade to the public: philanthropists they may be, but one didn't acquire the wealth they had without being cutthroat when needed. That included with their staff in the mansion, too. The Thornes could see everything that went on under their roof, and Ethan sometimes even whispered just how hard he'd gotten off watching Gabby and Sebastian play around by the pool on the cameras. Gabby had just laughed; why not be a live audience member to the real show? There were some things that needed to be savoured, though, and rewinding the video over and over to watch the people he loved the most be overcome with pleasure was certainly worth not being able to participate, or so he would say when questioned.

It just so happened that the cameras in Brinley's bathroom would provide some premium entertainment over the next coming days, but the footage already waiting for the Thornes would be something that was revisited multiple times by each of them until more became available. There were things they still didn't know about her, but maybe they would learn more from the cameras than just the colour and shape of her body underneath those ratty clothes (which the maids had already burned). Gabby was looking forward to the moment when the lovely image produced by the cameras became true flesh and blood and she could reach out and stroke hands down Brinley's naked sides.

There was a treasure trove waiting for them, but this one was dangerous in that they couldn't predict all the pitfalls they might encounter on the way to claiming it; Brinley was skittish, and she still acted in ways no background check could ever plan for. She was stubborn, headstrong and fierce when she wanted to be, and Gabrielle, Ethan and even Sebastian had to learn how to tame her before the fire inside burned out of their control.

Sebastian would be the most difficult - Gabby knew her son had no patience, but she prayed that the idea of finally taking Brinley's full submission might cow him into behaving. Although claiming her against her will would be fun, and both her men were strong enough, there was something addicting about watching those barriers crumble and having someone give their all to you willingly.

How perfect it would be.

Gabby moaned in excitement even thinking of it.

She rose to her feet and held out her hand to her husband, much like she had done for Brinley only hours ago.
 
"You're welcome." Sebastian said with a smile, watching her the entire time they stood by the door.

Brinley had been absolutely correct. They would be seeing a lot of each other. A lot more than she had ever imagined in her wildest dreams. Sebastian wanted to go to bed with her, but instead he reluctantly went back to his own room after wishing Brinley a good night. She would be a part of his dreams tonight. And for several nights to come, until he could actually have her in flesh. All he could think of that night was when that day would arrive, as his fingers stroked his dick to the beautiful face of Brinley Hale that he had just witnessed and couldn't get out of his head. He would thank his parents tomorrow, for bringing this girl into their lives. For now, he needed to concentrate.

***

Ethan could envision Brinley's pouty lips painted with his white cream where Gabby's cum filled mouth was. He growled softly as she swallowed his entire load like a good little girl. He could feel the peculiar taste on his tongue as their lips met, the same way he did every time she kissed him after a blowjob. He still remembered the first time he had tasted himself on his wife's lips. It had not been the most pleasant experience. He had gotten used to it over time. It had definitely been an acquired taste for him. Gabrielle had never complained, however. Neither to him, nor to Sebastian. Ethan had often wondered if they tasted similar to each other, father and son. Gabby had urged him more than once to test it out for himself. He had never been too inclined, however, for reasons even he didn't know or hadn't pondered too much over. He had been quite satisfied watching the shows rather than participating. Maybe, one of these days, he would participate. He knew for a fact that Gabby would enjoy it immensely, if nothing else.

"Sounds like a good idea, darling." Ethan smiled at his deviously sexy wife, took the offered hand, and followed her towards their bedroom.

The camera footage from that evening was playing on the large screen in their bedroom even as Ethan split Gabrielle's cunt wide open, and drilled into her fiercely, while the girl with the brown curls and bright green eyes bathed herself in luxury. Brinley's name was on Ethan's lips as he fucked his wife that night, feeding her the main course that she was so wantonly craving. His cock was perpetually hard, unable to relent, as his eyes bore down into hers, glancing at the screen from time to time. The bedroom came alive with the celebrations, including delicious, passion filled sounds of delightful pleasure, as husband and wife, clothes scattered all the way from the door to the bed, grunted and moaned their way to multiple, earth-shattering orgasms.

The true surprise was not when Brinley shed her ratty clothes and revealed what lay underneath, or when the pajamas weren't fitting her properly. It was not even when they watched her bump into their son around the corner at the top of the stairs. She was blushing just like the little eighteen year girl old she was, with Sebastian standing before her, which made Ethan and Gabby look at each other and grin. For a moment, their hearts had stopped, wondering what their son might do next, now that he had Brinley right in front of him. But when they noticed Sebastian's behavior towards her, they were not only surprised, they were impressed. They just stared at one another for a few moments, before bursting into laughter. They continued to watch the footage until both kids had disappeared into their respective rooms. There was no need for Gabby to lecture her son anymore. He was growing up. Or at least it seemed that way to them. Things were slowly falling into place by themselves. They happily turned off the monitor, grabbed each other hungrily, and continued to celebrate their success until both of them were thoroughly spent, falling asleep into each others' arms until the sun rose the next morning.
 
Brinley, for the first time in months, slept soundly. There was nothing for her to be afraid of and she could almost forget that the Thornes were essentially strangers to her — surely they wouldn’t pick some girl off the street only to do wrong by her, after all. With the sun shining through the patio doors and illuminating the room with a warm golden glow, Brinley woke to a soft knock on the door.

“Miss Hale? The Thornes are expecting you for breakfast in the sitting room,” continued Isa, speaking a bit louder. “When you’re ready please find your way downstairs and we’ll escort you to the table.”

****

Brinley was shocked to find an outfit hanging from a hook on the bathroom door, nothing overly fancy but a simple pair of black trousers and a nice red blouse which fit her surprisingly perfectly — it hugged her curves but allowed her room to move and breathe without sacrificing any comfort. With a furrowed eyebrow, Brinley pondered just how long the Thornes has been “expecting” her, but with a shrug and a quick glance at the clock she found she didn’t care; her belly was her first priority. How long had it been since she’d eaten anything of substance?

****

With a grateful bow of her spine, Brinley thanked Isabella for guiding her into the the sitting room where Ethan and Gabby were already waiting. There was a huge spread of jams, breads, eggs and proteins of all sorts (sausage, bacon, and ham) piled high onto serving plates with a pitcher of orange juice (pulp in, just the way she liked it) and even a stack of pancakes. Inconspicuously, Brinley dabbed at her chin to make sure she wasn’t drooling.

Gabby brightened when she saw Brinley rounding the corner, waving her closer politely. As she moved closer, Brinley could see only a plate of crumbs and an empty cup of coffee in front of the Mistress of the house.

“Come on baby girl. Why don’t you join Ethan for breakfast? I’m just finishing up but he’s had a lie-in and I’m sure he’d love the company,” she enthused, moving to stand. Brinley could see that his cup of coffee was brimming, steam billowing out over the edges of the mug even as the teenager settled into the chair across from Mr. Thorne nervously.

“I’d hate to...”

Gabby’s eyebrows pinched together in awareness of what Brinley likely planned to say and the teen’s teeth snapped closed, frozen instantly midway through her sentence from such a dark look thrown her way.

“Uhhh, thanks, Mrs. Th—Gabby. That would be great,” Brinley said finally, glancing across the table at Ethan. “You don’t mind, do you, Sir?”

Even despite being told to speak more familiarly with Gabrielle, there was something different in Brinley’s comfort level with Ethan, maybe due to lack of experience or interaction, but mostly just because she could never be certain as to what he was thinking. This morning, his dark eyes were focused intently on her and it made her more than a little anxious as she began to load her plate and pour herself a glass of juice.

She had no way of knowing how many times Gabby had giggled and played her role last night, begging her husband to cum inside her, pretending to be Brinley as she whispered naughty things like how good it feels to have your dick inside me, Sir and please can I cum now Mr. Thorne? in breathy exhalations of sexual exultation.

****

Gabby kissed her husband sweetly, whispering for him to “play nice”, before she sauntered away from them purposefully. She squeezed Brinley’s shoulder firmly on the way by and continued out of the room to mount the stairs and check on Sebastian. He certainly deserved a reward after his skillful and patient handling of their new charge last night and Gabby had just the way to wake him up — Sebastian was partial to his mother’s cunt sliding down his thick shaft until it was fully buried inside her on those mornings she decided to wake him with her body. That was certainly no secret, but Gabby herself would never deny the way it made her feel so utterly sexy to stare down into Sebastian’s surprised but excited eyes even in his drowsy haze, feeling the arch of his spine as he plowed his hips up to meet hers and the throbbing in her loins as his cock became engorged with his arousal.

Gabrielle’s tongue slid across her lips in desire.

She couldn’t wait.
 
The wait would have seemed much longer if it hadn’t been for his amazing wife. She had done everything she possibly could, so that Ethan would not feel Brinley’s absence, even though the girl had been in their home for less than twenty four hours. She had giggled like a teenager, pretended to be a virgin for his hungry dick, pleased her Master like a lovely little pet, and whispered all the dirty little things to him just the way he expected, while he used her like the fabulous slut he was looking forward to turn her into.

Ethan’s eyes were on Brinley right from the moment she stepped into the sitting room, where he had been chatting with his wife. Both husband and wife had been exhausted from last night’s celebrations. If it weren’t for their new prized possession, they might have just slept in. Gabby had woken Ethan, however, much earlier than he would have liked. He had not complained. Not this morning.

The girl looked quite sumptuous in the simple red and black outfit, as she joined the Thornes for breakfast. She looked more than good enough to eat. He could see how nervous she was around him. It made him excited and he would have otherwise been aroused and grabbed her into his lap to tell her how adorable he found her behavior. But that time had not come yet. He had to be very careful how he spoke and acted around her. They all had to be. Gabby and Sebastian as well. At least until they were sure she wouldn’t leave them. Until she couldn’t leave them.

Ethan forced the evil grin away from his face and smiled at Brinley, his dark eyes trying very hard to convey warmth. “I don’t mind at all, dear. I have been looking forward to having breakfast with you.” She has no idea what all he was looking forward to.

“Mhmm.” Ethan chuckled inwardly and grinned against Gabby’s kiss as she whispered to him, before vanishing, as planned. He turned his attention back to Brinley, who was obviously starving. She had probably never seen so much food at once. It was amusing to watch, as Ethan grabbed his cup and carefully took a sip of the hot coffee.

“Did you sleep well?” He glanced up towards her from the cup. “I hope you didn’t have any trouble finding your way upstairs last night.” Ethan asked her on purpose, just to see what her response would be. Would she mention Sebastian?

Both were starving for what was sitting right in front of them. She just didn’t know how hungry the man was. And what he was hungry for.

***

Sebastian moaned with his eyes still closed, as he felt something warm, and damp squeezing his thickness. He loved these dreams when Gabby slid her pussy down onto his cock and milked him to an orgasm. Their eyes hungrily fucking each other, as she rode her stud on the bed, glancing at the cameras once in a while, not only because of the way it made her feel, but also for Ethan’s entertainment.

Why, then, were his eyes closed? Why couldn’t he see those eyes staring down at him? He thrust his hips upwards instinctively, back arching, and let out a low grunt. His eyes started to open slowly, his mother’s gorgeous figure appearing on top of him, when he realized it was not a dream. It was reality. His reality. Of course it was! Why would he think otherwise? It wasn’t the first time she had woken him up in this fashion.

“Fuck...Gabrielle Thorne. I missed you last night.”

Once the mist was clear and the blurriness had gone, Sebastian stretched slightly and looked up at his mother with a pleasant grin on his face. It wasn’t often that he called her by her name. His hips moved slowly, his arousal growing against her walls, even as his body arched.

”I might have even been upset with you, if it wasn’t for that fabulous piece of work you brought home for me yesterday.” He was referring to Brinley of course. He had been dreaming about the new girl until now.

“I can’t wait to play with her.” He was sincere when he said that, even though he was buried deep inside Gabby. He could see it from her expressions. She knew exactly what he was thinking. What he had been dreaming about. She always did. Maybe the reason why she was here, waking him up just the way he preferred.

”I can play with her, yes?” He placed his right hand on her hip and thrust upwards once again.
 
Although she'd been welcomed into this home late last night, Brinley still did not want to make a menace out of herself. She was slow as she perused the spread in front of her, reaching for an apple and one of the bowls of plain yogurt. There was a young man who came out carrying a plate of fresh toast, a mix of white, whole wheat, and cinnamon-raisin, which happened to be her favourite, so she took two slices and buttered them, all while Ethan began to make small-talk.

Brinley offered him a tiny curve of her lips, bright green eyes focused on him with a shy fluttering of her thick eyelashes.

"I was so comfortable. I don't think I've ever slept that well -- it felt like I was on a cloud and not a mattress. I did get a little lost on my way upstairs but luckily there was someone to help me find my way. Sebastian? I think that's what he said his name was? He was really nice. I'm lucky I met him when I did," she babbled.

Brinley had no way of knowing that someday she'd be cursing him instead, but for now everything was so innocent and Sebastian was nothing more than the sweet guy who had helped her find her way in a strange place; there was nothing threatening about him. Nothing about the Thornes made her uncomfortable, actually, and seeing the soft expression on Ethan's face as he watched Brinley pick away at her breakfast helped relax her even further.

"You must be getting ready for work? I'm sorry I kept everyone awake so late last night. I didn't exactly plan on..." She was sheepish now, peeking down at her fingers as she tore away a corner of the bread, before looking back up. "I can't say thank you enough. You really don't know what this means to me, Sir. I promise you I won't be a nuisance. There has to be something I can do to help out around here."

****

Gabrielle curled her hands around either side of her son's sharp jawline, kissing him deeply.

When she pulled back to sit astride his powerful hips, there was no other way to describe her expression other than prideful; Gabby had delivered the one thing that the family had been waiting on for months, and fuck, did she ever defy expectations. Gabby had high hopes for what Brinley could be with the proper obedience training and this was only the beginning. She was small, pretty, and innocent; a completely blank slate for them to paint and corrupt into whatever they wanted.

She was pleased with the work she'd done and knowing that both of her men were too, well, that was the ultimate reward.

"She's fucking beautiful, isn't she, Seb? I was done waiting for her and I wanted it to be a surprise for you. Even your father didn't necessarily know where I was until I told him that I'd loaded her into the car."

Gabby began to rock her hips slowly, teasingly, loving the hooded look in his eyes. With her hands spread across his pectorals, Gabby was in charge of the pace for now and Sebastian allowed it even though he typically liked making a show of what his body was really capable of, twisting and turning his mother into all sorts of lewd positions. This time, so early in the morning and in the wake of the present he'd been given, Sebastian was more than willing to make love to her in any configuration she chose; the intimacy of it was unreal.

"Yes, baby, you can play all you want but you have to be patient; she's nothing but a scared little mouse and we can't show her our teeth yet -- not until we've broken her down and taught her how a pretty little thing like her behaves. It may take a while, but who doesn't love to play with their food before they eat it?"

The words were wicked, the mischievous smirk that accompanied the pun showing just how playful she was feeling.

"In the meantime, I'll make up for it. Your father and I had a busy night and I recommend you watch the footage from her bathroom if you want to see exactly what we'll be getting; take my advice - it's worth it, my love. Brinley Hale is fucking gorgeous if not a little skinny," this time a sneer, "but we'll mold her into everything we ever dreamed of, and she won't know a thing until it's too late to free herself from us."
 
He was really nice

Thank god for that. It was amusing, but Ethan and Gabby had been relieved after watching the footage when Brinley had bumped into Sebastian. He had surprised his parents by acting the way he did. And she did mention him, as they ate and chatted in the sitting room. Ethan chuckled inwardly, knowing full well what effect his son had on girls. Little did they know, however, what they were getting themselves into when they fell for him. Smart, independent, and strong-willed girls like Brinley Hale. He took great pride in the fact that Sebastian was his offspring. So did Gabrielle. They would enjoy breaking that will slowly but surely when the time was right. It was a challenge he had been looking forward to for a long time.

"I'm glad you were comfortable, Brinley." Ethan smiled back at her. "If at any time you feel that something is making you uneasy, you won't hesitate to let me know, okay?" Ethan took another sip of his coffee, not really demanding an answer from her, eyes focused on the girl. The things he planned to do to her would surely make her uncomfortable, but he would have to make sure she was eased into it, and not rushed. There was plenty she would have to do around here, but the time for that had not come yet.

"Don't worry about it. Work can wait. Gabby and I were more than happy to have you, even if it was a little late. You're a part of our family now. This is your home." Ethan paused, watching her each and every movement carefully. "But, if you really want to help out, would you be kind enough to butter two slices of the whole wheat for me?" He smiled softly.

Ethan couldn't help but picture her in various obscene positions just the way Gabby had acted out last night for her husband, even as the new girl sat innocently in front of him. He wondered where his wife was, although he would find out later when he would go back to his room and view the recordings at his leisure.

"Would you like a tour of the home once we are done here?" His manner was casual when he asked Brinley that question.

***

The gentle touch of her hands always soothed his soul and the delicate touch of her lips played with his mind in the most stimulating and sensuous manner every time they were intimate together. Sebastian Thorne closed his eyes for a few moments and tasted her on his tongue, a taste that he always craved, no matter how many times he had gotten it, kissing his mother back just as passionately.

“She’s the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.” He admitted. “You never fail to surprise me, mother dearest. I thought it was my birthday.” Sebastian grinned as he looked up into Gabby’s eyes, when their kiss broke.

His eyes had adjusted to the brightness of the sunshine peeking through the windows now, as Gabby’s beautiful figure rode him slowly, grinding against his early morning arousal. He continued to slowly thrust his hips, letting her feel him all the way inside her tightness, but still letting her control the rhythm. His mind kept bouncing back and forth between Brinley and Gabrielle. How he wished she was sitting on top of him right now. But she wouldn't be sitting there for long. He would put her into positions she would never have dreamt of.

"Okay good, because I can't wait to play with this new toy you have purchased, and eat her up like the delicious little thing she is. I'll be a good boy though. I promise." Sebastian slid one hand up Gabby's side, cupped her breast, and squeezed it firmly using his fingers. "I don't want to lose this one like we did the last time." Sebastian said sincerely, although his mother's sinful words brought a mischievous smile to his face as well.

"You know, when I saw her last night, I had to control myself from not grabbing her throat, shoving her up against the wall, and kissing her on that lovely mouth." Sebastian's hand moved away from his mother's breast and gripped her throat gently, but only for a moment. "And then I had to tell myself not to pick her up and take her into my bedroom and have my way with her, until she screamed and begged me to fuck her harder. But I'll wait until you allow me to do so." His hand left her neck area, and fingers slid through the dark blonde hair before both hands gripped her hips.

"I intend to watch the footage later. Until then, I'll let you make up for it." He grinned impishly again, thrusting his cock deeper into her with a growl.
 
Ethan's gentle smile helped Brinley relax even further. He was welcoming and gentle with her and made it clear that this environment was just as much her home as his. It seemed only natural that she return this generosity with whatever she could to repay the couple, and lord knows she had no money or anything else to offer them.

Buttering the toast edge to edge very neatly was the least she could do, so Brinley did so and handed over the small plate with the two pieces of whole wheat just as he'd requested from her.

The most important part of the whole exercise was that she did it with a smile, happy to do this for him.

"Here you go, Sir."

She watched his long lean fingers grasp the plate and pull it across the table before taking a bite out of the corner of it.

Brinley said "I know you must be very busy so it means a lot to me that you'd take the time out of your day for me. I'd love a tour, but I hope it's not a burden on you."

****

Gabby nipped playfully at his thick lower lip with her teeth.

"Be careful baby -- your father and I think she must be a untouched. Don't push her too far before she's ready to give it up to us or we could break her before we even taste her pretty little body and mind fully."

After that, Gabby began to ride her son a bit faster with enthusiastic lunges of her hips, breasts jiggling against her chest. "Your father is starting her conditioning as we speak," she whispered. "She won't know what hit her until you do."

Gabrielle's laugh was cold and more than a little malicious.

"We've learned our lesson from that last little bitch - Brinley will be our shining slut for the rest of her days."
 
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