Thread: The Domination of Amy -- Contains Incest (Lord Animus & Karixia)

Once upon a time, there was a young man who lived with his father, his mother, and his younger sister, whom he loved very much. Though she was seven years his junior, the young man found his sister to be very beautiful and he guarded her fiercely. He was her protector and her admirer. The bullies in school would mysteriously become terrified of her when she would come home crying and she received gifts on every special occasion expensive gifts that never came with any indication of who they were from. The girl's big brother was certainly a guardian that any young woman would love to have. He was a stalwart defender of her honor and never asked for anything in return. There was a dark secret in their relationship, however. Some mornings, the girl would awaken with dry white stains on her pajamas. The same stains often appeared in her bed sheets and in the panties that she had just washed and put into her dresser. Indeed, her brother loved her perhaps too much. Over the years, his love became obsession. The day came, however, when the young man would leave home. With his departure, the stains vanished. The gifts still came, of course, but they now arrived by mail when they would have just appeared where the girl would find them before. Fortunately, the girl would have been too young at the time of his leaving to know what those stains must have been. While the young man was away, the girl became a woman - a woman of much beauty. She was very popular with boys and it filled her brother with a burning rage when she spoke of her boyfriends to him over the phone. How could she invest time in other men? The jealousy drove him mad. It filled him with dark and terrible thoughts of what he should do to her as punishment. She was his . Had she forgotten that? She would certainly have to be reminded when the time was right. When the young man was finished with college and he could return home, he would certainly be sure to stake his claim over the sister that he had always loved. She had to be reminded of their love... It was early morning when the dark blue Charger pulled into the driveway of a small home in the rural city of Ashburn, Virginia. The sun had not even risen yet over the cul-de-sac and already wonderful things were happening! Logan Hunter had not been home in years not since he had left for college to study forensic science. Now, he stood before his childhood home with a wicked smile on his face. His parents had left the night before to head out on a three month long trip around the world to celebrate their twenty-fifth anniversary. Their daughter, Amy Hunter , had been left alone to see her older brother home and to help him manage the house while their parents were gone. Logan would be alone with his sister for three months - three months that he had big plans for. He and Amy had a lot of catching up to do... The young man's black boots thudded softly on the concrete sidewalk as he made his way toward the house and his hand slid into the pocket of his loose denim jeans to retrieve his keys. When he approached the door, he slid the key into the door lock and turned the tumbler. Slowly, he pushed the door open before slipping inside and gently shutting the door behind him. It was all done with the caution of a burglar. Logan knew that his sister would be asleep at this hour and he did not want to wake her not yet. Inside, Logan took his denim jacket off and hung it on the coat rack standing near the door. Beneath the jacket, he had been wearing a black button-up casual dress-shirt. It was unbuttoned, revealing the white wife-beater that he was wearing beneath that. Overall, Logan wasn't the most stylish guy around, but the look worked well enough for him. As Logan then knelt down to untie his boots, his eyes scanned the dark room. It looked pretty much the way that he had left it, though some of the furniture had been moved from where Logan remembered it. He could see the silhouettes of the couch and the love seat, his father's recliner, and the massive entertainment center in the corner of the room. That was the biggest difference in the family room. When Logan had left, the family only had a relatively small TV. Now, there was an entire center with a big flat-screen and an impressive stereo. Once his shoes were off, Logan made a quick lap around the house. Most of the rooms were much the same, save for the odd addition here and there, but it was all of little interest to Logan . He had only one room that he truly wished to visit - a room which he soon found himself standing outside. The young man's heart raced as he stood outside of Amy's bedroom. He hadn't seen her in person for almost five years. They had talked on the phone and over Skype, but to see her in the flesh? The very idea really got his blood flowing. With a bit of apprehension, Logan's hand reached for the doorknob and he slowly pushed the door open...