Pixie Isobella

Kylie really wishes that her mother would stop ordering her around. Her mother’s latest demand is the worst of all. Kylie (27) will sleep with her stepfather James (57) or her mother will stop her allowance. Kylie doesn’t want to say yes but she has always been disturbingly attracted to James… ‘Kylie’s Obedience’ is a short erotica with incest, breeding and non-consent themes.

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Kylie’s Obedience

It was over breakfast that Kylie’s mother set her up with her stepfather.

Kylie had met her mother for their regular breakfast at her mother’s favourite café. Her mother always paid for them both, of course. It was an expensive café, but more importantly, Kylie didn’t think it was her job to pay when her mother was so wealthy.

‘I want you to visit James tonight,’ said her mother. James was Kylie’s stepfather, independently wealthy and married to her mother for about ten years. ‘You already said you were free. I’m going out with the girls. He’ll be home and very pleased to see you.’

‘Mom!’ complained Kylie, hearing a whine rising in her voice. She wished her mother would stop ordering her around. She was in her late 20s now after all! ‘I don’t want to visit James. And why would I visit him when you’re not there? I’ll come one day next week.’

Her mother ignored her, taking a big sip of her second morning coffee. ‘Wear something revealing for him. I know he likes your breasts. Make sure you put them out on display in something low-cut. And wear a short skirt. Looking at your breasts and legs will help him get erect.’

Kylie flushed as she tried to keep chewing her toast. She wondered vaguely if her mother was drunk, only to dismiss the thought. Her mother never did anything in excess, except for embarrassing and humiliating her daughter.

‘Mom,’ she said, ‘what are you talking about? Why do you want me to visit James?’

‘You’re going to visit him tonight and you’re going to let him use your body,’ her mother said, explaining as if to an idiot, gesturing with her teaspoon. ‘You know. Sex. I don’t really know which of your holes he will want.’ She shrugged. ‘All of them, I guess.’ Kylie felt herself growing hot with embarrassment as her mother kept talking. ‘He needs a younger woman to ejaculate inside. The doctor told me the same. And James is obsessed with you, he thinks you’re very pretty. You’re going to do very well for him.’

Kylie tried to protest. ‘Mom, you’re talking nonsense. He’s married to you.’

‘What’s that got to do with anything?’ her mother asked. ‘Don’t be unreasonable, Kylie. You know we don’t ask for much from you. Anyway, I won’t be at home tonight, so you can do it then. For the first time at least. After that…’ her mother gestured expansively. ‘I guess he can visit you at your apartment when he wants you. You can have a regular arrangement.’

Kylie flushed red hot, wishing the ground would swallow her.

‘Mom,’ she said, trying to keep her voice down, hoping the people at the next table couldn’t hear. ‘I’m not going to let James fuck me. And what the hell do you mean, ‘regular arrangement’?’

‘Don’t swear, darling,’ said her mother, pursing her lips. ‘I brought you up better than that. Of course, he’ll want you more than once. If you’re good to him. As I expect you will be.’ The older woman ran her cool, assessing eyes over Kylie’s body, and her daughter flushed. ‘You never wear pretty clothes but you really do have nice lines. Big healthy breasts. Simple curves. He likes curvy women. He’ll have a good time with you.’

‘Mom, you’re being absurd,’ protested Kylie again, even as she felt a strange sense of having drifted into an alternate universe. It wasn’t that she disliked her stepfather. In fact, some part of her had always fantasised about the attractive man in his late fifties. She had always flirted with him, wondering bad thoughts deep inside what he would be like in bed.

‘No, I’m not being absurd,’ said her mother. ‘It’s simple biology. It’s always been the job of the younger women in a group to nourish the senior men. You know, traditionally. Before we all got so set in our ways. I read a book about it, by that spiritual fellow. You know that writer I’ve always liked. I do wish more people would write about these things.’

‘Mom, that’s just not true,’ said Kylie exasperated. ‘You can’t believe everything that gets published. If you don’t want to have sex with James, don’t have sex with him. But it’s nonsense to suggest that I have to.’

‘I wish you wouldn’t talk so casually. And you’re always so selfish,’ said her mother, putting her cup down with a snap. ‘You always have been selfish, Kylie. And after everything I’ve done for you! If you won’t do it because it’s the right thing, then you’ll do it if you want to keep your allowance.’

‘Mom!’, said Kylie, a cold chill entering the pit of her stomach. ‘You can’t stop my allowance.’

‘Yes, I can,’ snapped her mother, angry pink rising in her cheeks. ‘I don’t know why you always have to be so difficult, Kylie. We don’t ask much of you. I spoke to Mr Carter, my lawyer, and he said, of course we can stop your allowance.’

She patted her lips clean with a napkin and set them tightly together, her eyes meeting her daughter’s. ‘Stop complaining Kylie. I’m sick of this argument. You’ll let James hump you tonight or I’ll stop your allowance. Don’t think I won’t.’

‘Mother! You can’t make me do that! It’s not fair to make me do that for my allowance.’

Kylie was feeling a little ill at the thought of her money being cut off. She needed that allowance. Her job had never paid enough money and she had obligations she couldn’t fulfil without the family allowance. She knew she had over-extended but she had never dreamed her mother would take away the regular deposits that landed in her account just when she needed them.

‘You will,’ said her mother significantly. ‘For the first time in your life, Kylie, you’re going to do what’s right for others. For the first time in your life, you’re going to do something for me. James needs this and I’m sure he’ll make it as pleasurable for you as he can.’

Her mother shrugged and kept talking. ‘Anyway, you modern girls, I know you’ll let anyone have you, so I really don’t know why you’re complaining. You should be glad he’s a member of the family and not the random strangers you usually pick.’

Kylie felt her face glowing red hot with embarrassment. This was so wrong, she couldn’t believe her mother was talking to her, about her, like this. She also hated that the conversation was making her feel aroused. She didn’t want James to fuck her, certainly not at her mother’s instigation, and yet she was feeling warm and needy between her legs.

She couldn’t stop wondering what he would be like in bed. Surely such an athletic and strong man would make for good sex? And she had always enjoyed the way his eyes had looked at her.

‘I’ll tell him to expect you at six,’ said her mother, deliberately misinterpreting Kylie’s silence for acquiescence. ‘Oh, and while I’m thinking about it. None of that ridiculous ‘protection’ nonsense I hear your generation talk about so much. Condoms, indeed! It goes inside you bare or it doesn’t go inside you at all, that’s what I’ve always said. Let nature take its course.’

‘Mom!’ Kylie snapped. ‘Mom, what if I get pregnant?’

Kylie flushed at her mother’s words, angry because she knew she was giving way. She couldn’t sleep with James, she just couldn’t. The very thought was ridiculous and wrong.

But she couldn’t lose her allowance either, she would never live it down with her social circle if she couldn’t keep up with her engagements. And her clothes! She had already ordered a whole new wardrobe from favourite designers, from the forthcoming spring release. She would never be able to afford them without her allowance and then what was she going to wear? Oh, her friends would laugh at her so much.

‘Well, a baby would be good for you too,’ her mother said finally, pulling out her purse and getting ready to pay the bill. ‘I must say, I wouldn’t be surprised if he did pop a baby inside you. He’s barely twenty years older than you are, after all, and still very virile. It’ll be good for you darling, and think how happy he’ll feel to see his baby growing inside you.’

Kylie flushed again, mostly at the word ‘virile’. Her stepfather James was a handsome, athletic man in his late 50s, actually probably 30 years older than her own 27 years. She had always thought him attractive.

She had even wondered at the unfairness of life that his marrying her mother had meant she couldn’t have a sugar-daddy fling with him. But that didn’t mean she wanted to let him fuck her on her mother’s orders! And she couldn’t have a baby with him – the very thought was just wrong.

‘I’m not doing this,’ she said firmly rising to her feet, ignoring the deep arousal inside her at the thought of bearing James’ child.

‘Yes, you are doing this, Kylie,’ said her mother, signing the check for the breakfast. ‘At six, tonight remember! Don’t be late. He’ll be expecting you.’

The words followed after Kylie as she flounced out of the café. She was determined she wasn’t going to acquiesce. She couldn’t! But only eight hours later, repressed indignation still hiding in her chest, she found herself walking up the stairs to door of her parents’ luxurious inner city townhouse.

She didn’t know why she was here, precisely. She told herself it was about the allowance — she really couldn’t afford to go without it — but she wasn’t sure that was completely true. After leaving her mother this morning, the older woman’s words had kept ringing in her ears.

He needs a younger woman to ejaculate inside.

It’s simple biology. It’s always been the job of the younger women in a group to nourish the senior men.

I wouldn’t be surprised if he popped a baby inside you.

You’ll let James hump you tonight or I’ll stop your allowance.

Kylie flushed red hot at the memory of those crude words spoken with her mother’s educated, upper class voice. Oh, why did the thought of being in her stepfather’s bed turn her on so much? Was it just because she hadn’t had sex for ages and she was feeling lonely?

Feeling stupidly embarrassed at how red her cheeks were, Kylie bit her lip and knocked on the door of her parents’ house. After a short wait, James, her stepfather opened the door. Kylie flushed and stepped past him into the house, unable to believe she was visiting so that this attractive man 30 years her senior could fuck her.

(The End, for now. I could write more but I already have too many series started ❤️).

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