Katie heard a choking sound and turned back to Harland, he was bright red and looked like somebody had shoved a jack-hammer up his ass. Katie stared, not quite sure what was going on.
“Water!” Harland croaked, and then Katie made the connection. Shaking her head she went to the counter to request some water for her overzealous companion. Spicy chicken wings are aptly named.
Back in Harland’s room at the hotel, he requested that she sit at the table.
“There’s not much time left.” He said, sadly. Reaching under the bed, Harland retrieved the suitcase that Katie vaguely remembered him carrying on the first day they had met and lay it in front of her on the table.
“Open it.” He said. She did. In the briefcase was a thick book entitled “Hawaii”, but Katie barely noticed it because under the tome was more money than Katie had ever seen in her life. Row after row of bundled notes greeted her gaze. Katie thought there must be millions in the case. Who carried this kind of cash around? Who left it in a briefcase, trusting cleaning staff to leave it alone? Who travelled with this much cash but no army of security personnel?
“Are you a bank robber?” Katie blurted out.
“No. The truth is I’m unemployed, haven’t been able to work since… Ben.” Harland replied.
“What are you doing with all this money?”
“Nothing anymore. It’s yours.” Harland said in a matter of fact tone.
“I can’t take this… it must be the most cash outside of the banks in the entire country!”
“Katie, in only a few minutes, I’m going to be walking through that door” Harland pointed “and there’s a real possibility that I might not be coming back. I realise that now, but I need you to remember your promise. Remember it, Katie! This money will make things easier. You don’t need to work in a bookstore, you can go anywhere in the country and start a new life.”
“Harland that’s the bathroom door! How spicy were those chicken wings? None of this makes any sense! Don’t leave! Stay with me!”
“I can’t, Katie! I want to, believe me, but it is out of my control. If I can come back, I should only be gone a minute or two.”
“What the fuck are you talking about now? This is crazy!”
Harland looked at his watch. “Goodbye, Katie West. Remember, you are loved. Remember your promise.”
Harland kissed her forehead, then walked to the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Katie sat with her mouth open and heard a popping sound. Was that in her head, or did it come from the bathroom? Katie remained seated for a few minutes, but heard nothing else.
Katie glanced at the briefcase and shut it before standing up and walking to the bathroom door.
“Harland?” Katie knocked. No answer. “Are you ok?” No answer.
Katie returned to the table, touched the briefcase then walked to the bathroom door again.
“Harland?” Nothing.
“Harland, I’m coming in!” Katie turned the handle and pushed the door, which swung open with silent ease. Harland was not having further problems with the spicy chicken wings, he was not on or in front of the toilet. Katie drew back the curtain that partially obscured her view of the bathtub. He wasn’t standing in the bathtub like some kind of maniac. There was really nowhere else to look.
The window was open.
“No, Harland, NO!” Katie rushed over, terrified to think of what she might see. Was he on the ledge, or had he jumped already?
“You promised ME!” she yelled, leaning out. Harland was not on the ledge. Looking down, there were no crowds of bystanders around a bloody mess. A couple people looked up when they heard her, but soon looked back to whatever they had been doing beforehand.
Katie backed away from the window, all the way out of the bathroom and back into the room. Harland’s room. This just wasn’t possible. People don’t disappear into thin air, leaving enough money to live in luxury for the rest of one’s life.
Think, Katie, what did he say?
“He said… it didn’t make any sense! He said if he could come back he would only be gone a couple of minutes!”
Katie sat down heavily at the table again, trying to make sense of it all. Sense could not be made. Every few minutes she opened the briefcase, looked at the money and then closed it again. It was still there, every time.
The minutes stretched out to an hour before Katie broke down and wept. She just did not understand how something like this could happen. He said…
A tentative knock rapped at the door and Katie snapped her head up from where it had been buried in her hands. Wiping her eyes she quickly deposited the briefcase back under the bed before straightening herself out in front of the mirror. She still looked like she had been crying.
Opening the door she saw a tall man in an ill-fitting suit, topped off by a bowler hat. The man appeared to have been through hell within the past several weeks with cuts, bruises and swelling distorting his face. His face! Harland’s face!
Katie stepped forward into his arms and buried her face into his chest.
“I’ve got some explaining to do.” He said.
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Countdown to Fuck 1: Blackmailed by my Stepbrother
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Kyle is home from college and has evidence Ashley cheated on her exams. If he tells then it could ruin her life... unless they can negotiate something mutually beneficial.
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Pseudo-Incest, Blackmail, Dubious Consent, Stepbrother, Stepsister, Virgin, Sex Tape, Sex Toy, Schoolgirl
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Ashley looked at the time in the lower right corner of her laptop screen, it was 12:54am and still the hammering and the clanging was carrying on unabated in the room next to hers. Tomorrow, today now actually, she was going to be celebrating her 18th Birthday and she wanted her beauty sleep!
Up until now she had been filling in time trying to work out what she would wear to the party the following night. She wasn’t having much luck, she had chosen the shoes and the pantyhose, they worked well together. Black high heels clad her feet, held on by two thin straps, her pantyhose had flower patterns that curled around her legs all the way to the top.
Under the pantyhose her black panties had a little green bow just above her ass, as if everything the panties covered was a gift of some kind. The style matched her bra, which had a little green bow right in the middle between her B-cup breasts. Ashley looked at herself in the full length mirror hung on her wardrobe door and wondered who she’d be giving these gifts to tomorrow. She was stringing a lot of guys along at the moment, but hadn’t let any of them get too close. If she could just find the right outfit, she’d have them all eating out of her hand tomorrow night.
Ashley ran her hands through her long blonde hair, imagining it was Chris from her chemistry class and smiled. Yes, he was definitely a front runner! A noise like an electric drill from the next room over brought her mind back to the here and now. Her step-brother Kyle was home from college and it sounded like he was doing some major remodelling in his old room.
Kyle used to go to the same school
as Ashley, but had graduated a couple years ago, going to a college across the country. Ashley had been thankful for this boon. Kyle had always been an annoying AV geek all throughout school, and Ashley had never missed an opportunity to tease him while they were growing up. She had been so embarrassed when her mother had married Kyle’s Dad three years ago and all of a sudden they had to live together.
Ashley had a mild surprise when Kyle had come back this time, it looked like this year had done him some good, he’d filled out a bit and looked like he had managed to find his way outside on some sunny days. She’d smiled and said welcome back, but then he had started talking and it was the same old annoying Kyle, talking about the same old boring things, the old AV stuff, but now he also talked about web design things, which is what he was studying. It was boring beyond belief.
It went quiet next door. Thank god, now maybe she could think straight for a moment and either finish picking out her clothes or go to sleep. Ashley was pondering the decision when a flashing window popped up on her laptop screen. A message from one of her friends! Ashley sighed in mild frustration when she saw that it was just a message from Kyle. What kind of a geek sends an instant message to somebody in the same house?
Kyle80: Hey sis, glad to see you’re still awake. Come on over to my room, there’s some stuff I want to show you.
Ashley read the message with a look of slight distaste on her face. Mulling the request over for a moment, she formulated an appropriate response.
Ashley_Blondie: Fuck off, Kyle, I’m just going to sleep now that you’ve shut the fuck up after all these hours.
Ashley smiled to herself and began closing down all her browser windows in preparation for shutting the laptop down for the day. Another message popped up.
Kyle80: Language, little girl. I think you should probably come see this. That is if you want to graduate and go to college yourself next year. Your choice, you have 3 minutes to get your ass in here or you’ll find your school examining your exam results in somewhat closer detail than you’d like.
Kyle80 has signed off.
Ashley stared at the screen for a full minute. He couldn’t possibly know, could he? Surely not… but the words he’d used, he sounded so sure of himself. She decided she had better go see what he was so hell bent on showing her, and get it over with.
Walking towards the door she stopped as she caught a look at herself in her mirror again. Kyle would probably cum in his pants if she walked in wearing only high heels, pantyhose and underwear. This put her back at square one in a way, now she had to decide what to wear again.
Rushing back to her bed she sat down and grabbed at her shoes. Damn, they were a tight fit, they weren’t budging. Ashley worked at the straps, but they were too fiddly and she was starting to panic, the little mechanism on the straps holding them in place resisted her attempts to undo them.
Nevermind, fuck it! Come back to them, time is running out she thought. Ashley went to her drawers and tried to find a skirt or something that she could put on over heels, pants would be too difficult. All her skirts were incredibly short, she again thought that Kyle would probably cum in his pants if she wore any of these skirts with her pantyhose and high heels. This was crazy! Time was running out fast.
Ashley spotted her bathrobe hanging on a hook on the back of her door. Great she thought Kill two birds with one stone. Now she wouldn’t have to find a shirt as well. Grabbing the bathrobe she wrapped it around herself and tied the belt good and tight. The heels still looked ridiculous, but she didn’t have time to deal with them now. Ashley exited her room and walked down the hallway to the next door. She knocked.
“Come in!” came the excited reply. Ashley opened the door with a great insult on the tip of her tongue, but stopped in wide-eyed amazement as she looked from side to side. Kyle had been busy alright. His room looked completely different, all his shit was gone, he must have somehow jammed it into his closet. The only things of his that were left were his desk and bed. All his posters were gone from the walls, all the junk was off the floor. The only thing on his desk was a pile of paper with little yellow tags sticking out the side marking various pages. On top of the pile was a pen.
All this paled in comparison to the real changes that had been wrought in this room. Electrical cables were everywhere, connecting to cameras, lighting equipment and a huge digital readout that appeared to be counting down hours, minutes and seconds to 0. Most of the cameras were pointing at Kyle’s bed, covering it from every conceivable angle, but several were also pointing at the digital readout, which had been set up on a kind of grey background screen, the kind of thing that Ashley had seen models posing in front of for various fashion shoots on TV.
Next to the digital readout and grey screen was a large fold out table with various still cameras sitting on it, as well as a computer that seemed to be connected to everything else in the room, maybe running it all, Ashley wasn’t really into computers so didn’t really know.
“Hey little sister thanks for making the right decision. I was almost worried I wasn’t going to make it!” Kyle pointed at the digital readout, which read 18 minutes and 37 seconds.
“What the hell is all this?” Ashley asked, forgetting the threat that had got her into this room in the first place for a moment.
“This is all my equipment for a business I’m starting. I’ll tell you all about it really soon, but first I wanted to ask you about how you think you did in your exams.”
Ashley eyed Kyle suspiciously and said a non-committal “Fine…”
“Really? You know, I don’t have time for bullshit, Ashley. Especially not from you, not anymore.”
Ashley’s jaw dropped, no boy ever talked to her like this. Not her classmates, her male teachers or even her step father.
“What do you mean?” she said, somewhat sheepishly.
“I happen to have some evidence that you cheated in your exams. I’m thinking your school, and the colleges you applied to, are all probably going to want to see it. What do you think?”
“I didn’t!” yelled Ashley “How dare you accuse me of this bullshit!”
Kyle’s voice remained perfectly calm. “Ashley, if you tell me one more lie, then our discussion is over. I’ll send everything I have out to all the relevant people. What was it you wanted to be? A teacher? Forget it, you’ll stay a cashier at the supermarket for the rest of your life. Tell me exactly how you cheated right now, and we can negotiate something.”
Ashley stood silent with her lips pressed together. How could Kyle know? She couldn’t figure it out, but somehow Kyle had found out.
“OK.” Ashley said quietly
“Speak a bit louder.” Kyle said.
“OK.” Ashley repeated “I cheated on my exams… please don’t tell on me.”
“Good girl, you’re doing the right thing. Nobody ever need know about your mistake if you keep doing the right thing. Now tell me how you cheated.”
“My… my friend Sasha is dating this guy, he said he could get us copies of our exams ahead of us sitting them so we’d know the answers. We both got copies of all our exams… and it worked, they were the right exams and everything.”
“Oh Ashley, always looking for the easy way. Well, I have some good news for you. I think the odds are that I’m not going to tell anybody…”
“Thank you, Kyle!” Ashley interrupted “I… I’m sorry I’ve always been so harsh to you… I’ll try to be nicer from now on. Thank you thank you!”
“Yes, I think you will be nicer. You can start by listening to my business plan.”
“Absolutely!”
“Well, it’s like this Ashley. In a nutshell, I’m breaking into the porn business.”
Ashley’s mouth opened and she covered it with her hand in shock. “Holy shit! Do our parents know?”
“No, but they couldn’t stop me even if they did, me being an adult and all. I only come back here in the holidays to save a bit of money. I don’t really need their support anymore it’s just th
e most economically feasible way to live for a couple months a year.”
“Wow…”
“I know. Anyway, the business is going to be called ‘Countdown to Fuck’ and we, that’s my employees and I, are going to hunt down and present to the world brand spanking new porn starlets as close as possible to their eighteenth birthdays and we are going to fuck them for all the world to see. The cool thing is that we can legally do some promotional photos and videos on their actual birthday and still have a countdown to their actual birth-time, and that’s when things get really dirty.”
Ashley looked around the room. “Maybe our parents can’t stop you in general, but they definitely won’t allow you to turn your old bedroom into a fulltime porn studio and have you bringing sluts back here to fuck on camera, you’re crazy if you think they will.”
“No, you’re absolutely right there. This won’t be my permanent studio, I’ve just set this up as kind of a proof of concept. I’ll be filming one… what was it you called them? One slut here while our parents are out of town, and I’ll use the revenue generated from that video to help set up something a little closer to college.”
“OK. Well, I’m pretty weirded out by all this, I’m not gonna lie, but hey, thanks for not telling anybody about my exams, I hope this all works out for you, really I do. I’m going to go to bed now, OK?”
“Not so fast, little sister. Happy Birthday, by the way.” Kyle smiled.
Something clicked in her mind and Ashley gripped her bathrobe and wrapped it as tightly as possible around herself. “Holy shit, have you lost your mind? You’re my step-brother! Our parents are married! You’re… you!”
“Ashley, we don’t have much time. I asked your Mother what time you were born.” Kyle pointed at the digital readout. “So tonight, you’re going to let me take some photos, and some video. Your step brother is going to fuck you in your tight little pussy and cum on your face. Then, you’re going to leave this one horse town, go to college, have a great time and become a teacher like you want. Alternatively, you’re going to go have a sleepless night and some educational authorities are going to receive anonymous information that they’ll find very interesting and you’ll go nowhere and be nothing. This is totally your choice, it’s up to you. You have one minute to decide.”
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