The Stanton’s Downfall – Chapter 3




Sandra



We all sat three laughing and replaying the events of the day. Nicola was ours now and we new our father couldn’t wait to try her out. Nicola was arriving in an hour and my father had her temporary room set up for her as well as the uniform she would wear in the house. I was even more excited because now I had three day with my half sister. Same father different mothers. It was funny, no one could tell that we were related but we knew since our mother had already informed us of how Gloria, Nicola’s mother stole our father from my mother when she was pregnant with Katherine our oldest sister. She and my mother were best friends and because she was jealous of my mothers relationship with my mother she drugged her and had my mother raped and took pictures of it. She even went as far as to drug my father, fuck him and video the whole thing, which she used to blackmail him until she became pregnant with Cassandra. Therefore she had solid material to get whatever she needed from my father even though he was married to my mother for 13 years and they grew together financially. She fed her children off the money my family made and she used her children as leverage. My mother surprisingly knew about the situation but did nothing expect divorce him and for three years they were separated then he married Gloria who had been eating the luxuries of my mother and father’s wealth and although I knew who they were and the children she had for him they didn’t know. For years they took our father away from us and at the same time took advantage of him, wasting his money, publicly humiliating him and using his respectable name as a means to an end. I watched as he sat with my mother discussing Gloria’s treatment. I knew they had their own private plan for her but at the end they would all belong to us. Our house had about seven bedrooms and two studies as well as three bathrooms and an extremely large dining room as well a large front room. Our garden had a jacuzzi and a swimming pool and we had an amazing house at the back of our garden which had tinted windows. I smiled softly as the door bell rang and everyone had a look of absolution or excitement. I slowly stood up and walked out the front room with a little swagger, this was it.



Nicola



I shifted from foot to foot as I waited for the door to open. The house was amazing, I never thought that Sandra could live in such a place and yet I was standing at a mansion with black and gold gates. I froze as the door opened and standing there was Sandra in tight fitted leggings that hugged her slim legs and rounded hips and a crop top that showed off her mid-drift. She smiled coldly at me before stepping aside and letting me in. The door slammed behind me and I couldn’t help but gasp as my ass was cupped from behind letting me immediately know her intentions and said as her hands roamed around my jeans covered butt.


“Take the clothe off, no ones home except me and Rose” I shivered at her tone of voice and slowly stripped off my clothing watching her as she devoured me with her eyes. I could feel myself heating up at her stare as she drunk in my now naked form.


“Get on your knees!” I did so without complaint. The weeks before reminded me what she would do if I disobeyed and I didn’t want to cross her; Sandra had cruel methods of punishment that I would never like to revisit. She smiled at my obedience and slowly knelt down at my level and strapped a black do collar around my neck which had the name ‘slave one” on it. I quickly protested at this


“Please Sandra, I’m sorry for being a bitch before but please this is too much!” she smiled a little although her eyes felt like they were ice straight into my veins and said


“You were a bitch before, but now you are my bitch” I froze at her statements and stumbled as she tugged at the leash making me following her on hands and knees. I had this feeling of trepidation in the pit of my stomach and knew I wouldn’t like the outcome of my living situations but I knew I would have to accept them. I looked around in awe at the portraits on the wall and stared shocked as I saw the one person I didn’t expect there. They looked so happy and so clean cut and professional and once you looked at all the face you could see the resemblances. Even though Sandra was a red head she had my father nose and eye shape and his pale skin complexion whereas Rose had his mouth and cheek bones and she also had brown hair although it was darker than his. The other daughter who looked like the oldest had her mother red hair green eyes expect her facial features were a feminine version of my fathers and then the guy looked like he could pass for my dads younger brother.