Thread: å Nazi Twincest å (xMilenkox & jeshire)

The 10th of May 1940, the day France fell to Germany. A historic day none the less but too Simon Kreiger it was just another day at his Father's estate in Berlin. Simon's Father Hans Kreiger was a well respected Schutzstaffel SS Officer who was directly involved with Adolf Hitler and Heinrich Himmler. The Estate in which Hans lived with his Twin Son and Daughter was once owned by a wealthy Jewish business man whom had long since been evicted from the premises. The grand estate was a gift to Hans Kreiger and his children from Adolf Hitler, as not only was Hans Kreiger a well respected and highly decorated SS Officer but his children were perfect Arian twins which in a society which strived for perfection made them instant celebrities from birth. To their Father they were just trophies, symbols of his greatness. Of which he kept locked in his estate like prized pets while he was at work and brought with him to social events and flaunted like diamonds. Though Hans was not aware of what his children got up to in his absence. The years spent alone together had made them close, very close. Simon sighed as he yet again watched his Fathers Car leave the driveway, the gates unlocked by the guard who once the car had past locked the gates once more. Trapping the twins in the house alone. Standing in his Father study dressed in one of his Fathers Black SS Uniforms without the cap was Simon. Like his Father he was tall standing around 6'3 with a strong yet slim build. His blonde hair was cut very short on the back and sides whilst the top was waxed back. His face freshly shaven and his bright blue eyes contrasting his pale skin. The twins knew nothing of their Fathers work only that he was good at whatever he did. Simon in a way idolized his Father and would often dress up in his uniforms. After all he knew his Sister liked him in uniform. Simon wanted to join his Father and work by his side but his Father refused to have his son work. Simon wanted his own uniform and the responsibilities that came with it. But he was forced to remain at home. Though he didnt mind, he was alone with his Sister and they had a whole Estate to play in. The house its self a large Victorian era 10 bed roomed house, the grounds bored by high fences and containing grand garden and a swimming pool. Guards were posted on the gate but were not permitted to enter the grounds. As he watched the guards lock the gate Simon turned away from the window and slowly walked out of the officer. Idley he looked over his Fathers prized items that were on display in his study. Closing the door behind him before walking down the hall. His jack boots clicking along the marble floor as he went off in search for his Sister. Outside rain began to fall and could be heard hitting the windows of the house. This tapping echoing throughout the almost empty house. Soon Simon stood in the drawing room. He hated silence, and as he did every day he turned on the gramophone and soon the music of Ludwig van Beethoven began to echo throughout the house filling the space in which silence one lived. With his eyes closed Simon slowly began to dance with himself, holding his arms out as if he was dancing with someone he fox trotted his way around the room in time to the music. Hoping that when he opened his eyes his Sister would be dancing with him.