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and his character Alexandra Salome.", "writing": "Reconciliation\n\nDisclaimer: The Author assumes you are familiar with or know of the Original Character, \"Ainsley Mason-Croft\", along with the setting and characters created by Norithics. Additionally the Author assumes that you have read the previous works of fiction \"An Unwelcome Surprise\" and \"Recollection\"\n\nYesterday\n\nIt's been a rather unusual time for me lately. Out of the blue I learn that I have a younger sister and frankly, that fact infuriated me. I was abandoned at an orphanage shortly after birth and yet my \"parents\" decided to keep her. In no way at all is this her fault, but I would be lying if I said that I did not resent her, after all she has something I never had. Family. \n\nStill my therapist has pointed out a crucial fact to me. While my parents left me and have since made no effort to connect with me in any meaningful way, she has. She alone has gone out of her way to find me. She alone has made an effort to connect with me. I regret how I acted towards her. It's more than I deserve that she's agreed to meet with me again. She endured that unfair outburst. I will make amends, I owe it to her.\n\nPresent Day\n\nI made my way into the Guild's reception. Sitting down in the corner, reading a magazine, was my sister. To be honest taking a proper look at her now, it plain to see the resemblance. While I've not seen many other Ocelots in my life I've never seen anyone else have a trio of stripes between their eyes. \n\n\"H-Hello...\" I felt immensely awkward. That was understandable, in hindsight I had been... nasty towards her. \n\n\"Oh.\" Noticing me, she placed the magazine neatly onto the table and stood up. \"Hello again brother. You're looking well.\"\n\n\"Yes... I am.\" I motioned over to a door \"Come in, I imagine we have a lot to talk about. We'll need the privacy, there are some people here who'll eat up gossip like...\" I paused and thought about the metaphor I was about to make. \"On second thoughts I probably shouldn't finish that sentence.\"\n\nThe room was simple being furnished only with a Sofa, a Bed and some drawers. It didn't need anything else to serve its purpose, even if its currently being used for a much something much tamer than intended.\n\"First things first.\" Clearing my throat I motion to the sofa and take my seat \"I really must apologize for my behaviour. I'm sorry.\" \n\n\"I should think so. It's not exactly pleasant to come all this way to be shouted at.\" Her annoyance quickly dissipated as she joined me on the sofa \"Though I understand this situation is a shock. I'm still processing it myself.\"\n\n\"Yes, having a stranger turn up and say they're family is jarring enough. Bringing up...\" I paused \"...the orphanage, didn't help matters.\" I instinctively reached up to grab my ears \"I've been trying to forget about that place for the longest time.\"\n\n\"It's seems you've had a tough life as well.\" there was genuine sadness in her voice and her expression was despondent.\n\n\"As well?\" I was confused \"I'm afraid I don't understand.\"\n\n\"It doesn't compare to what I imagine you had to go through, but I've not had a perfect life.\" She has piqued my curiosity. How bad could her life really have been?\n\n\"It may not help too much, but would you like to talk about it?\"\n\nRose looked up to me \"I would, thank you.\"\n\nWith a deep breath, she began. \"I've had a good start in life. I was born into a wealthy family and no expense has been spared in regards to my happiness and welfare. If there was anything I needed, it was provided. If there was anything I wanted, on the condition I asked politely, I got it. I excel in both athletic and intellectual pursuits. On the surface my life should be great. But there is a problem.\"\n\nSo far it sounded as I expected it to. A privileged life. \"And what is that problem\"\n\nAfter a brief pause she answered. \"I'm lonely to the point of depression.\"\n\nI don't have any true friends. Anyone who is my \"friend\" or wants to be one only do so because of the family's wealth. For one of my birthdays we booked up an entire theme park for the day, it was closed to the public and there were gift bags for the guests. Everyone there got a new phone on that day. Back then I didn't think about it too much but the only reason anyone turned up at all, was because they got something out of it. Almost every time I got in touch with my \"friends\" afterwards they would only respond if I offered them something. Once I realised that I was being used by them, I dropped all contact. Even now I still get the odd message asking for \"favours\" or a expensive \"gift\". Never a \"hey how are you?\" or \"wanna hang out?\". \n\n\"Maybe you'd think that I have a great relationship with my... I mean... our parents. Well they do genuinely care but they're career people first and foremost. Up until the age of 6 I was raised almost exclusively by my nanny Edith and the butler-come-chauffer Maxwell. Even now they're rather distant. Don't misunderstand me, I don't hate them for it, but it'd be nice if they made time.\" \n\n\"When I was 9, There was one thing I wanted more than anything. Can you guess what it was?\" I nodded my head in the negative. \"A sibling. Specifically an older one. One that would spend time with me without any pretences.\" The revelation tugged at my heartstrings.\"\n\n\"Now every year, in the run up to my birthday, during the few moments that they're not working, Mum and Dad like to drop hints. It was no different when I was approaching 10. They would say things like \"I wonder if the stalk delivers anything other than babies\" something silly but they always made sure I was in earshot just to hype me up.\"\n\n\"And then April 17th arrived. I was at fever pitch. I had been running up and down the walls the day before waiting for my present, my sibling. I had noticed that Maxell was absent but that was not uncommon. Though there was something odd that day. I saw out of the window, Maxwell pulling up in front of the house. Dad went up to greet him, it seemed fine at first but Dad seemed to get a little panicky. When I came downstairs we went through the whole Happy Birthday routine, and then I was told that we were going out to get a pony for me. It was rather sudden and contrary to the hints. I was a little disappointed, I didn't get what I wanted, but still I appreciated the gift. We still have Sir Butternubbins back home.\"\n\n\"Hold on, Wait a minute.\" I interjected. \" You named a pony Sir Butternubbins?\" \n\n\"Well, yeah, you don't give horses and ponies human names, that's just a given.\" was her response. \n\n\"But it's usually posh stuff like \"Flight of Fancy\" or \"Spirit of Ecstasy\" nothing cutesy like \"Sir Butternubbins\" \n\nShe started laughing \"Hey lay off I was 10.\"\n\nIt was nice, the smile on her face suited her.\n\n\"So, when did you find out that you did have an older brother? About... me?\" Her smile quickly soured. \n\n\"Well my depression got worse after that birthday. I was on medication for a time. How could anyone at that age be that depressed? No, how could they be depressed? Period. Kids shouldn't have to deal with that.\" I reached out and held her hand. \"It did little to help. There is no doubt that I would have been worse off without the meds, but I still felt miserable. It got to the point that for a few years, up until my 16th birthday, I was a shut in, I didn't socialize, I didn't leave the house if I could help it, I just wasted the days away in my room. Mum and Dad carried on as normal, but the years of my depression wore on Maxwell. So the day after my 16th birthday he came to me and against the wishes of my parents, told me everything. About you, about the fact that you were abandoned and the fact that while you were on route here, you ran away. \n\n\"I didn't realize that I hurt you like this.\"\n\n\"Well in your defence, you didn't know I existed.\" \n\n\"In any case, once I knew everything I searched and searched for you, Things hit a roadblock when we learned that you had left the country. But that didn't deter me, you were out in the world somewhere and I wouldn't accept the possibility that we'd never find you. We hit the jackpot though. One of the investigators came across the website of this establishment. Even under the stage name of Donny Dongo...\" I cringed at the name being brought up. \"...we knew it was you. These stripes between our eyes, they're pretty much exclusive to our family. Plus you're the spitting image of Dad when he was young.\" \n\n\"So I rushed over as soon as I was able to. I finally get to meet the brother that I have never had the chance to know. But, as you know, you were angry . In hindsight I should have seen it coming. Why would you accept me? I was foolish to think I'd get my happiness\" Rose's gaze had dropped all the way to the floor and the atmosphere in the room plummeted.\"\n\n\"After another awkward silence I started again \"I was wrong to act the way that I did. I felt so outraged. I never had a chance of a normal childhood, growing up with a family, the fact that your... our parents granted you that privilege is something I detest. But, I was self-centred, I didn't consider how you felt about it. Truth is, you bothered to search for me, to try and get to know me. That means a lot.\"\n\nI stood up from the sofa. \"So, I'm sorry for shouting at you and... well... I think I can get my head around being a brother.\"\n\nRose finally pulled her face up, her face welling with tears. A smile started to form on her face and the moment it did, she leapt up and hugged me. \"Thank you. You don't know how long I have waited for this. How much this means to me.\"\n\nIt felt weird, she barely came up to my chest and her arms couldn't reach around me, her crying didn't help matters. It was incredibly awkward but despite it though, this felt right. \n\nI felt compelled to help in some way and based on her story, I think I know what she needs most right now. \"Rose. Will you stay and live here?\" \n\nRose was clearly taken aback by this. \"W-What? Why?\n\n\"You've put so much time to find me, I owe it you, Si...\" I was quick to accept her as family but I still felt weird saying sister. \"...Rose, to spend as much time with you as you need. I don't intend to leave, it's not home yet but I'd damned if the house, where I would have been nothing more than your gift in the eyes of our parents, is my home\"\n\nRose was still shocked. \"B-But. I've got so much at home.\"\n\n\"You go back home and I guarantee you'll be stuck in your rut of depression. But here? No one knows you here, no one knows about your wealth. And if no one knows about your wealth? Well they won't try to get into your good books for benefits. You'll be able to make real friends, people who want to spend time with you, for you. You'll at least have a reason to get up and go in the morning.\n\nRose started beaming. \"I... I'd love to stay!\" she paused \"Though I know there's a whole bunch of red tape to go through first, most of that I'll have to do back home. But count on it, I will come back here.\" \n\nI hadn't noticed, but she was still hugging me. The conversation had reached its conclusion and we said our goodbyes. This was nice. I'm glad this happened. \n\nThe Day After\nI returned to work as normal. I was called to Mrs. Salome's office the moment I entered\n\n\"Now dear, I trust you've been able to use your time off effectively? Because I expect you to be able to perform your duties as normal Ainsley\" the tone was a mixture of concern and annoyance\n\n\"I have. Thanks again for allowing my time off Mrs. Salome.\"\n\n\"You're quite welcome.\" Her tone quickly shifted to business \"Now we have a duo request for our first session this morning, the client requested the two of us. We will make sure this is up to standard. Am I clear.\n\n\"Crystal\"\n\nShe gave out a little chuckle. \"Good. Get changed and meet me at Room 1.\"\n\nWithin a few minutes the two of us were both changed and outside the room. We both entered simultaneously. Alexandra went straight into the routine though the moment I saw who our client was, my heart skipped a beat.\n\n\"... You've requested; role-play, some incest-play and some handcuffs. You've confirmed that you are 18 years of age. We're all good to go then Miss Croft.\n\n\"R-Rose!\"\n\n\"Hi Brother.\" her cheery tone was weird considering what was about to happen. \"I remembered the incest option this time!\"\n\n\"Whenever you are ready Miss Rose. We'll follow your lead.\"\n\n\"Thank you kindly\". With that Rose stripped out of her clothes and proceed to start the session, much to my dismay. \"MUUUUUUUM! Big Brother won't let me play with his dick!\"\n\n\"W-WHAT!!!\" I couldn't believe what was about to happen.\n\n\"Come now dear, If I've told you once I've told you a thousand times. We share in this family. You've given us little choice. Rose, be a dear and help me cuff your brother to the bed.\" I was screwed, there's no talking Alex out of this, she is committed to the role and to provide a exceptional experience\n\n\"Yes Mum!\" \n\nBefore I knew it I was lying on the bed, my limbs cuffed to each corner. I was helpless to do anything. \n\n\"Now Rose I'm doing to need you to be a little bit patient while I prepare your brother for you. But you can use your darling sibling's face as a pillow while you wait dear.\" At this point she was working on me with her voluptuous breasts.\n\n\"Ok Mum. Will do.\" Rose climbed onto the bed before giving some final words. \"Make sure to take a deep breath, brother.\" She lowered herself down onto my face. \n\nThe entire session escalated from there and all through it I had a single thought floating around in my mind.\n\n\"Why couldn't my sister have been normal?!\" \n\n\n \n\n \n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Reconciliation

Disclaimer: The Author assumes you are familiar with or know of the Original Character, "Ainsley Mason-Croft", along with the setting and characters created by Norithics. Additionally the Author assumes that you have read the previous works of fiction "An Unwelcome Surprise" and "Recollection"

Yesterday

It's been a rather unusual time for me lately. Out of the blue I learn that I have a younger sister and frankly, that fact infuriated me. I was abandoned at an orphanage shortly after birth and yet my "parents" decided to keep her. In no way at all is this her fault, but I would be lying if I said that I did not resent her, after all she has something I never had. Family.

Still my therapist has pointed out a crucial fact to me. While my parents left me and have since made no effort to connect with me in any meaningful way, she has. She alone has gone out of her way to find me. She alone has made an effort to connect with me. I regret how I acted towards her. It's more than I deserve that she's agreed to meet with me again. She endured that unfair outburst. I will make amends, I owe it to her.

Present Day

I made my way into the Guild's reception. Sitting down in the corner, reading a magazine, was my sister. To be honest taking a proper look at her now, it plain to see the resemblance. While I've not seen many other Ocelots in my life I've never seen anyone else have a trio of stripes between their eyes.

"H-Hello..." I felt immensely awkward. That was understandable, in hindsight I had been... nasty towards her.

"Oh." Noticing me, she placed the magazine neatly onto the table and stood up. "Hello again brother. You're looking well."

"Yes... I am." I motioned over to a door "Come in, I imagine we have a lot to talk about. We'll need the privacy, there are some people here who'll eat up gossip like..." I paused and thought about the metaphor I was about to make. "On second thoughts I probably shouldn't finish that sentence."

The room was simple being furnished only with a Sofa, a Bed and some drawers. It didn't need anything else to serve its purpose, even if its currently being used for a much something much tamer than intended.
"First things first." Clearing my throat I motion to the sofa and take my seat "I really must apologize for my behaviour. I'm sorry."

"I should think so. It's not exactly pleasant to come all this way to be shouted at." Her annoyance quickly dissipated as she joined me on the sofa "Though I understand this situation is a shock. I'm still processing it myself."

"Yes, having a stranger turn up and say they're family is jarring enough. Bringing up..." I paused "...the orphanage, didn't help matters." I instinctively reached up to grab my ears "I've been trying to forget about that place for the longest time."

"It's seems you've had a tough life as well." there was genuine sadness in her voice and her expression was despondent.

"As well?" I was confused "I'm afraid I don't understand."

"It doesn't compare to what I imagine you had to go through, but I've not had a perfect life." She has piqued my curiosity. How bad could her life really have been?

"It may not help too much, but would you like to talk about it?"

Rose looked up to me "I would, thank you."

With a deep breath, she began. "I've had a good start in life. I was born into a wealthy family and no expense has been spared in regards to my happiness and welfare. If there was anything I needed, it was provided. If there was anything I wanted, on the condition I asked politely, I got it. I excel in both athletic and intellectual pursuits. On the surface my life should be great. But there is a problem."

So far it sounded as I expected it to. A privileged life. "And what is that problem"

After a brief pause she answered. "I'm lonely to the point of depression."

I don't have any true friends. Anyone who is my "friend" or wants to be one only do so because of the family's wealth. For one of my birthdays we booked up an entire theme park for the day, it was closed to the public and there were gift bags for the guests. Everyone there got a new phone on that day. Back then I didn't think about it too much but the only reason anyone turned up at all, was because they got something out of it. Almost every time I got in touch with my "friends" afterwards they would only respond if I offered them something. Once I realised that I was being used by them, I dropped all contact. Even now I still get the odd message asking for "favours" or a expensive "gift". Never a "hey how are you?" or "wanna hang out?".

"Maybe you'd think that I have a great relationship with my... I mean... our parents. Well they do genuinely care but they're career people first and foremost. Up until the age of 6 I was raised almost exclusively by my nanny Edith and the butler-come-chauffer Maxwell. Even now they're rather distant. Don't misunderstand me, I don't hate them for it, but it'd be nice if they made time."

"When I was 9, There was one thing I wanted more than anything. Can you guess what it was?" I nodded my head in the negative. "A sibling. Specifically an older one. One that would spend time with me without any pretences." The revelation tugged at my heartstrings."

"Now every year, in the run up to my birthday, during the few moments that they're not working, Mum and Dad like to drop hints. It was no different when I was approaching 10.  They would say things like "I wonder if the stalk delivers anything other than babies" something silly but they always made sure I was in earshot just to hype me up."

"And then April 17th arrived. I was at fever pitch. I had been running up and down the walls the day before waiting for my present, my sibling. I had noticed that Maxell was absent but that was not uncommon. Though there was something odd that day. I saw out of the window, Maxwell pulling up in front of the house. Dad went up to greet him, it seemed fine at first but Dad seemed to get a little panicky. When I came downstairs we went through the whole Happy Birthday routine, and then I was told that we were going out to get a pony for me. It was rather sudden and contrary to the hints. I was a little disappointed, I didn't get what I wanted, but still I appreciated the gift. We still have Sir Butternubbins back home."

"Hold on, Wait a minute." I interjected. " You named a pony Sir Butternubbins?"

"Well, yeah, you don't give horses and ponies human names, that's just a given." was her response.

"But it's usually posh stuff like "Flight of Fancy" or "Spirit of Ecstasy" nothing cutesy like "Sir Butternubbins"

She started laughing "Hey lay off I was 10."

It was nice, the smile on her face suited her.

"So, when did you find out that you did have an older brother? About... me?" Her smile quickly soured.

"Well my depression got worse after that birthday. I was on medication for a time. How could anyone at that age be that depressed? No, how could they be depressed? Period. Kids shouldn't have to deal with that." I reached out and held her hand. "It did little to help. There is no doubt that I would have been worse off without the meds, but I still felt miserable. It got to the point that for a few years, up until my 16th birthday, I was a shut in, I didn't socialize, I didn't leave the house if I could help it, I just wasted the days away in my room. Mum and Dad carried on as normal, but the years of my depression wore on Maxwell. So the day after my 16th birthday he came to me and against the wishes of my parents, told me everything. About you, about the fact that you were abandoned and the fact that while you were on route here, you ran away.

"I didn't realize that I hurt you like this."

"Well in your defence, you didn't know I existed."

"In any case, once I knew everything I searched and searched for you, Things hit a roadblock when we learned that you had left the country. But that didn't deter me, you were out in the world somewhere and I wouldn't accept the possibility that we'd never find you. We hit the jackpot though. One of the investigators came across the website of this establishment. Even under the stage name of Donny Dongo..." I cringed at the name being brought up. "...we knew it was you. These stripes between our eyes, they're pretty much exclusive to our family. Plus you're the spitting image of Dad when he was young."  

"So I rushed over as soon as I was able to. I finally get to meet the brother that I have never had the chance to know. But, as you know, you were angry . In hindsight I should have seen it coming. Why would you accept me? I was foolish to think I'd get my happiness" Rose's gaze had dropped all the way to the floor and the atmosphere in the room plummeted."

"After another awkward silence I started again "I was wrong to act the way that I did. I felt so outraged. I never had a chance of a normal childhood, growing up with a family, the fact that your... our parents granted you that privilege is something I detest. But, I was self-centred, I didn't consider how you felt about it. Truth is,  you bothered to search for me, to try and get to know me. That means a lot."

I stood up from the sofa. "So, I'm sorry for shouting at you and... well... I think I can get my head around being a brother."

Rose finally pulled her face up, her face welling with tears. A smile started to form on her face and the moment it did, she leapt up and hugged me. "Thank you. You don't know how long I have waited for this. How much this means to me."

It felt weird, she barely came up to my chest and her arms couldn't reach around me, her crying didn't help matters. It was incredibly awkward but despite it though, this felt right.

I felt compelled to help in some way and based on her story, I think I know what she needs most right now. "Rose. Will you stay  and live here?"

Rose was clearly taken aback by this. "W-What? Why?

"You've put so much time to find me, I owe it you, Si..." I was quick to accept her as family but I still felt weird saying sister. "...Rose, to spend as much time with you as you need. I don't intend to leave, it's not home yet but I'd damned if the house, where I would have been nothing more than your gift in the eyes of our parents, is my home"

Rose was still shocked. "B-But. I've got so much at home."

"You go back home and I guarantee you'll be stuck in your rut of depression. But here? No one knows you here, no one knows about your wealth. And if no one knows about your wealth? Well they won't try to get into your good books for benefits. You'll be able to make real friends, people who want to spend time with you, for you. You'll at least have a reason to get up and go in the morning.

Rose started beaming. "I... I'd love to stay!" she paused "Though I know there's a whole bunch of red tape to go through first, most of that I'll have to do back home. But count on it, I will come back here."

I hadn't noticed, but she was still hugging me. The conversation had reached its conclusion and we said our goodbyes. This was nice. I'm glad this happened.

The Day After
I returned to work as normal. I was called to Mrs. Salome's office the moment I entered

"Now dear, I trust you've been able to use your time off effectively? Because I expect you to be able to perform your duties as normal Ainsley" the tone was a mixture of concern and annoyance

"I have. Thanks again for allowing my time off Mrs. Salome."

"You're quite welcome." Her tone quickly shifted to business "Now we have a duo request for our first session this morning, the client requested the two of us. We will make sure this is up to standard. Am I clear.

"Crystal"

She gave out a little chuckle. "Good. Get changed and meet me at Room 1."

Within a few minutes the two of us were both changed and outside the room. We both entered simultaneously. Alexandra went straight into the routine though the moment I saw who our client was, my heart skipped a beat.

"... You've requested; role-play, some incest-play and some handcuffs. You've confirmed that you are 18 years of age. We're all good to go then Miss Croft.

"R-Rose!"

"Hi Brother." her cheery tone was weird considering what was about to happen. "I remembered the incest option this time!"

"Whenever you are ready Miss Rose. We'll follow your lead."

"Thank you kindly". With that Rose stripped out of her clothes and proceed to start the session, much to my dismay. "MUUUUUUUM! Big Brother won't let me play with his dick!"

"W-WHAT!!!" I couldn't believe what was about to happen.

"Come now dear, If I've told you once I've told you a thousand times. We share in this family. You've given us little choice. Rose, be a dear and help me cuff your brother to the bed." I was screwed, there's no talking Alex out of this, she is committed to the role and to provide a exceptional experience

"Yes Mum!"

Before I knew it I was lying on the bed, my limbs cuffed to each corner. I was helpless to do anything.

"Now Rose I'm doing to need you to be a little bit patient while I prepare your brother for you. But you can use your darling sibling's face as a pillow while you wait dear." At this point she was working on me with her voluptuous breasts.

"Ok Mum. Will do." Rose climbed onto the bed before giving some final words. "Make sure to take a deep breath, brother." She lowered herself down onto my face.

The entire session escalated from there and all through it I had a single thought floating around in my mind.

"Why couldn't my sister have been normal?!"  


 

  
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