It was later in the day and Kendra was reading a book up in the room Seth and Kendra shared as Seth drowned on about his latest adventure. Something about a troll...

"And then we snuck around his hut."

"Mhmmmm." Kendra replied as she did every few minutes. Kendra thought idly about when she would lay her claim on her innocent little brother and how he'd beg her for it. Just like they always did. There was few things Kendra liked more than the power she felt when the 'big strong brave' ones couldn't do anything but writhe beneath her. Though she also loved when the innocent ones revelled helpless in this new feeling. With Seth it would be both, but it wasn't his turn yet. No, not yet.

"Are you even listening to me Kendra?"

Kendra flashed back to reality. "Yes. Sorry."

Seth huffed and continued on.

A few moments later a sharp knock was heard at the door. "Come in," Seth shouted. In strode Warren just as planned. He had an odd look in his eyes and Kendra felt herself smile.

"What is it Warren?" She asked.

Warren cleared his throat awkwardly. "Kendra, I need to talk to you. Alone." Kendra slid off her bed and followed Warren out of the attic.

They walked through the house for a bit until Warren opened an unused guest room door. Kendra raised an eyebrow, "What is it Cuz?"

Warren flinched and cleared his throat. "Why did you have sex with Dale. Not only is he way older than you, but he's also you're cousin."

Kebdra shrugged. "What does age have to do with any of this and besides, you're my cousin."

"I am your cousin, yes, that doesn't tell me why you fucked my brother. Let alone why you tied him up at his own bed."

Kendra shrugged. "Why do people usually have sex?"

Warren choked. "Lust."

Kendra shrugged. "Lust, yes. You can't get anywhere without a little lust. What else?"

"Love."

Kendra smiled. "Sometimes. But not always. What about having sex out of hate, anger, sadness or frustration?" Kendra chuckled and moved forward, closer to Warren. "And what about power?" Kendra placed herself right in front of Warrren so they were mere inches away. "In reality, my question can only be answered correctly for all situations by desire or, as you put it, Lust. People have sex because they want to. Case closed."

Warren narrowed his eyes. "What about rape?"

"I didn't rape Dale, Warren. Your brother wanted to have sex with me. It was perfectly mutual."

"Why the fuck would Dale want to have sex with you?"

Kendra smirked. "I don't know, Warren. Why do you want to have sex with me?"

Warren scoffed. "I don't."

Kendra winked. "Of course you don't." Then she left.

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It was a few nights before Kendra re-visited Dale's room. Kendra opened the door quietly to be greeted with the sight of Dale with a hand down his pants, eyes closed, moaning and whimpering. Kendra smiled to herself. "Kendra. Yes, Kendra. Yes, Kendra. Yes, I'm your whore. I'm your good little whore."

"Has someone missed me?"

Dale's eyes shot open. He gulped and slowly removed his hand from his trousers. Kendra climed onto Dale's bed next to him. Barely a brush of her fingers pulled a desperate keen from Dale. "Has my dirty pathetic slut missed me?"

Dale nodded, biting his lip.

Kendra raised her eyebrow.

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The noises from his brother's room kept Warren up all night. No matter how much he begged himself to leave -to go where he wouldn't have to hear a thing- he couldn't. No matter how many times he reminded himself that he harboured no attraction to Kendra, his cock still throbbed with desire.