In Love With My Step-Brother

the Red room

Warning: Intense Adult content ahead! Read at your own risk!

Xavier POV

With Ashlyn's portfolio, I stepped out of the car. The sky was filled with orange and the sun was ready to wrap itself in the black blanket.

I marched to Evan who was doing something with his bike in the front yard. Grabbing by his collar, I pulled him up.

In a panic, he questioned, “Brother, is everything alright?”

I grumbled, “A week ago I told you to enroll her in another college. What is her portfolio doing in our college’s management team?”

With a sly smile, he scratched his right temple and replied, “I had no other option, brother. No college was taking new enrollment.”

Not convinced, I raised my brows. “Really? Not even with my recommendation?”

Freeing himself from my grip, he stammered, “Um! I–”

Seeing his hesitation, I turned suspicious, “You never made any visits to other colleges! Am I right?”

Nervously, he laughed. “I didn't find anything wrong in getting her into our college. In fact, she will thrive as we will be there to help her.”

I raised my hand at him but halted it in the air. “You–”

Knowing it would do nothing to him, I stepped back and walked to my house. Tossing the portfolio aside, I fetched my cell phone.

“Be here in ten minutes!” I ordered Sofia and, without waiting to hear from her, I hung up the call.

Dropping on the couch, I leaned my head and shut my eyes. The way I was getting pulled up to Ashlyn was making me go crazy. The more I tried to stay away from her, the more everything was drawing me closer. Never in my life had I felt that helpless.

“Her mother is in a battle with cancer. I brought her to the US so that she could get the best treatment. This is a secret kept from Ashlyn. Her mother wants to appear before her only when she is healthy. So, my son, you need to do us a favor. Please take care of her!” my father's voice echoed inside my head.

Looking after her was now a compulsion, not a choice. Still, I had some plans not to be in front of her.

It was getting her into another college. Leaving home before she woke up for classes and getting home after she slept.

In this way, I wouldn't encounter her. Though I lived in the outhouse, she was in the main house. I was thinking of all the possibilities which could make me meet her. Then I was working on it to not let it happen.

However, my careless brother ruined it all. Frustrated, I went to the backyard.

At the center stood my treehouse, built of wood. It was a place where I could be a beast and tame an angel. A place where I could forget all my worries and pick up a new identity. It was no ordinary room, but my Red Room. It was where I could be the dominant and enjoy the game of b**m.

Getting through the door, the Red room was isolated. Yet, all the b**m equipment decorated around it would give me company.

Here I had everything that was essential in the fun game. Not just that, I even had a wonderful washroom with a wall of glass. Inside the washroom could I carry out any act? But wouldn't he notice from outside?

As I was choosing the stuff for the day, I suddenly felt it was misplaced.

Looking around, I tried to find the truth. However, I came to the conclusion that it was my illusion to not visit the Red Room for a week. Besides, this area was strictly prohibited to anyone other than one I allow. Coming here uninvited was the last thing anyone would do.

After the night of Ashlyn's arrival, I had not stepped a foot there. How would I? When all I did was masturbate, thinking about her.

Not once, not twice but numerous times in the past week, I had touched myself thinking about my bare skin on hers. I stroked myself thinking about her titis and unshaved p***y.

“Master!” I heard Sofia at the door.

Placing the vibrator on the bed, I said, “You are late!”

Entering the room, she got on her knees before me. “I admit my mistake, master. I am ready for the punishment.”

Sitting on the sofa, I patted my lap. She lied on her stomach on my lap.

Pulling up her skirt, I rubbed her smooth buttcheek. Then I smacked her. She let out a cry which sounded more like a moan. I smacked her again, again and again.

Then I slipped my fingers under her panties and teased her lips. She melted on my lap. Moaning.

I did it for a while like any other time, but strangely it was not that interesting to make me erect.

“Present yourself to me!” I commanded.

Getting on her feet, she slipped her skirt and tee off her body. Then, as she took her bikini off, she walked ahead. She stood before me. Nude.

Scanning her head to toe, my boner was nowhere to hit. I was really not able to understand.

I needed some spice to hit up, so I reached out for a spreader bar. Knowing what she needed to do, Sofia lied on the bed.

I strapped the cuffs on each end of the metal rod on her ankles and extended it. Now she wouldn't be able to close her legs no matter what I did. My tongue around her skin, while my fingers moved inside her p***y.

Taking the sensation, she moaned and her back arched. Since I was still not getting anything, I didn't want to let her go easily.

So I reached out for the leather whip. I whipped her skin and aimed mostly between her legs.

Showing her my c**k, which had still not woken up, I said, “You see that? You are no good at giving me pleasure.”

She probably took it as an offense as she flipped and crawled to the edge of the bed. Then she took my c**k and stroked it a few times. She licked me like an icecream.

Closing my eyes, the vision I got was Ashyln again. I was in no position to reject her thoughts and let go of that wonderful moment. So, once again, I thought of her and my erection was there.

As she ate me, I grabbed her hair and took the pleasure. While I had enough, I pulled her away.

I had her on the edge of the bed when I entered her. Holding the rod up, I stroked her. Her moan got louder and louder.

The solace took every corner of my bone. Once I was close to penetrating, “Ashyln” escaped my lips in the form of moaning.

I shot my load all inside her and opened my eyes wide.

Sofia stared at me with disappointment. She probably hadn't thought I would be thinking about another woman while hooking up with her. But I had no obligation to her.

We were still to recover from the position when suddenly I heard a ringtone coming from the washroom.