3 Evil Sisters-Part 4_(1)

Awkward.

That was the easiest way to put it as Riley and I headed home. Gene wasn’t thrilled to hear that I’d be going back home, but she understood that they were my family and I needed to be with them. Or at least that was the bullshit excuse that I gave her and she seemed to buy it.

Now with the wind howling around us, we walked side by side in silence, mulling over what happened in the classroom.

“How are you still a virgin?” I finally asked, “Every other week you’re going out with a different guy.”

She mumbled something under her breath.

“What?”

“I hate it when guys touch me alright?” she shot me an evil look, “It’s always so cold and it sends shivers down my spine. I can’t take it half the time.”

“So then why keep switching guys?”

“I thought that maybe I’d find a guy who wouldn’t have that effect on me y’know?”

“I guess that makes sense, but that doesn’t explain why your always touching me then. Anytime you want my attention you don’t seem to have a problem grabbing onto me, or wrapping your arm around me. What’s up with that huh?”

“Obviously I don’t feel that way when I touch you,” I could hear the annoyance in her tone, but with a sigh her tone quickly returned to normal, “Maybe it’s because you’re my brother, but I don’t get that same feeling when I touch you, or when you touch me either.”

“Guess I should feel honored then huh?”

“That’s one way to look at it.”

We stopped in front of the house, both of us looking it over as if we hadn’t been here in ages when in reality it hadn’t even been a week yet. For me anyways.

“Before I go in,” I began, “I’ll make this clear. I agreed to come back because I’m not about to break my word. But I NEVER agreed to stay. If the same shit that sent me over the edge happens again, I’m gone. And I promise that I’m not coming back. Got it?”

“Can you really live without us though? We’re your only family after all.”

“Better question, can you live without me?” my smooth tone caught her off guard, and before she could respond I headed for the door. Riley followed close behind as I walked inside and looked around. Nothing was really different, other then the fact that no one had vacuumed or dusted since I left. The fact that I could tell that was pretty sad actually, but now wasn’t the time to loathe at my unmanly quirks as I headed into the kitchen.

“He didn’t come back did he?” Ashley asked sitting at the table with Izzy right beside her. They both had their backs turned to us so neither of them realized that I was standing right there.

“He did,” I answered. Within a blink of an eye they whirled around and discovered my presence. Izzy jumped up from her seat and wrapped her arms around me before I had a chance to protest, smothering me in her boobs while she squeezed harder. I thought about hugging back, but that would mean that I share her excitement about being back here, and that definitely wasn’t the case.

“How did you manage to do it Riley?” Ashley asked.

“Well…y-you see, w-we” she stuttered. “We ah, y’know, just…”

I pushed myself away from Izzy so that I could finish the sentence, “We fucked in the classroom.”

You could’ve heard a pin drop from a mile away now as all eyes turned onto Riley. Her face as red as a stop sign, she immediately shot me a horrified. I think she probably wanted to hide that little fact, but for some reason I felt proud of the fact that I fucked Riley.

“B-but I thought you were a virgin Riley?” Izzy asked.

“Not anymore,” I answered. “I bet Riley that she wasn’t a virgin and since I lost I had to come back here.”

“Max!” Riley shouted.

“What?”

“Why would you tell them that?”

“Because it’s the truth. I took your virginity so I had to come back, and while we’re on the topic of me being back, I’ll tell you both right now.” I pointed at Ashley and Izzy, “If you pull that kind of shit on me again, I’m gone for good. Things are going to go back to the way they were before this crap all started which means no more sex. In fact, things are going to change! If you yell at me, hit me, or fuck with me physically or mentally, then I’m out like a fucking light. Understand?”

They all looked at each other worriedly. I caught them in a state of confusion and now I was going to capitalize on it.

“Do you fucking understand or not!” I roared and they all jumped slightly, “I’m tired of living as a servant in my own fucking house. So while I’m here, you will eat dinner at the table, and only when everyone has their food and is sitting down. If you need my help for something, you will knock on my door and wait for a response instead of busting it down like a bunch of drunken monkeys. You will all take up a chore to help clean this fucking house, and I expect you to do it at least twice a week whether it’s vacuuming, scrubbing down the bathrooms, or whatever else I assign you.”

“W-what’s gotten into you?” Izzy’s trembling voice was a sign that I my plan was actually working, and I knew I needed to drive it home now.

“What’s wrong with me? I left a perfectly good house with a family that would’ve been more then happy to let me stay there for as long as I needed to come back here. So if I’m going to be stuck in this hell house, I’m going to make sure that it’s a little more enjoyable for me. Get it?”

“Got it.”

“Good!” I turned to Riley, “Go vacuum the whole house Riley. Izzy dust everything off, and Ashley, clean that pathetic excuse for a dinner up, and help me make dinner.”

“Why do I-” Riley began but the second my eyes narrowed she shut up and turned to leave. Izzy didn’t even bother to argue, hiding her eyes as she hurried past me to start her chore. Ashley was standing there wide mouthed and with no signs of life other then the occasional blink.

“Move Ashley!” I shouted and she jumped in fear before scrambling to grab her plate and dump the food in the garbage. With the vacuum going off in the background and my eye wandering towards Izzy every couple minutes to make sure that she was working, I was pleasantly surprised that everyone was actually working. Ashley even proved to be useful, following my instructions exactly as we cooked a decent dinner together. I caught her glimpsing towards me every now and again but I chose to ignore it.

With dinner ready and everyone sitting down at the table, we began eating. Although no one said a word, I thought it was nice to finally eat dinner altogether instead of everyone running off immediately. I’ll admit that it was kind of awkward, mainly because everyone was slightly afraid that I’d go off at any moment. But to be honest I liked it, being in control for once. The only time I felt like this was when I was fucking Izzy.

I could still remember how I abused her in her own room a week ago. The look on her face as I did whatever I wanted to her was so powerless, and it made the moment all the sweeter. Hearing her cry out in pain as I fucked her tight ass, and that look of bliss on her face afterwards was…

I shook my head, dispelling those thoughts. It was because of that shit that I was in this mess. Besides, I said that there was no more sex and I meant it. We’re all siblings after all. What we’re doing is illegal, so of course we shouldn’t keep going. And its only caused problems so far so logically if we get rid of the problem then we’ll be fine.

Right?

“Max? Everything ok?” Riley asked, noticing that I zoned out.

“I’m fine,” I mumbled back standing up, “Clean up your own plates when you’re done and Izzy, load the dishwasher. I’m going to my room.”

I disappeared back into my hole and didn’t show myself for the rest of the night. The week seemed to fly by, and for once things weren’t really that bad. The girls were actually helping around the house, and even though I was barking orders half the time I still pitched in and helped when I felt that it was needed. With my work load lightened considerably, and no abuse of any record, I was impressed at how afraid they were of pissing me off. I don’t think they realized that I was secretly training them to take care of themselves so at the first sign of trouble I could leave.

Was it mean? Yes. Was it manipulative? Yes. Was it deceitful? Hell yes…looks like they did teach me something after all.

It was Saturday now, and everyone was back from watching Ashley play soccer, but the house was still quiet. That was a problem that I started noticing. Everything was so…dead now. I guess they were all so worried about making me leave that they stopped being loud and obnoxious, even to one another. The silence that filled the house was a little unsettling, but I felt like it was something I had to get used too, for fear of everything reverting back to the old way.

I was in a position of power now and I wasn’t going to let it go.

With a loud yawn, I closed my notebook and headed out towards the kitchen. The slight grumblings coming from the living room peaked my curiosity, and I took a detour in the living room to see what all the fuss was about.

Ashley was standing on the other side of the room in her soccer shorts and a sports bra, reaching up to try and dust off the top shelf of a bookcase. I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out, and I knew exactly why.

Her body. Something I hadn’t seen this exposed in awhile. Even during the late night booty calls we had, she was usually in and out before I could get a good look at her. But now I had a great view of her golden skin, perfect ass, and tight hips, and to make it better she was on her tip toes. It was the perfect sight, and one that I had to admit drove dirty thoughts into my head.

The only thing that saved me at this moment was when she sighed loudly and snapped me out of my gaze, just long enough for me to play it off as if I wasn’t staring at her body for the last thirty seconds. When she turned around she offered a week smile and waved a rag around as if to prove to me that she was actually doing the chore that I gave her.

“How’d you do?” I asked.

“Huh?”

“I asked how you did today. Y’know, the soccer game?”

“Oh,” she nodded, “Well I scored two of our three goals, but we ended up losing by one.”

“That sucks.”

“Yeah, but what can you do?” she laughed weakly.

Awkward silence filled the room like helium fills up a balloon, and I didn’t want to be here when it popped for fear of what might happen. I smiled at her and turned around to leave without another word, heading for the safety of my room and collapsing onto my bed.

Fuck! I almost got caught staring at Ashley like that. More importantly, why was I looking at her like that? And what’s worse, I was getting hard just thinking about her. The whole thing just seemed to spread as I spent the next ten minutes trying to fight the perverted thoughts running through my head. A knock on the door was my only saving grace.

“Max?” Riley banged on the door again. I grumbled loudly and she must’ve thought I said yes because she walked in seconds later, “Hey it’s time for din…um, are you feeling ok?”

I rolled off the bed and took a deep breath, “Peachy.