Sociopathic brothers disrupt and corrupt the lives of those they encounter, occasionally awakening the dormant perverse nature of their victims. There are home invasions, abductions and a bank robbery. This tale is intended for the mature reader.
Excerpts: "Your women need to be more entertaining before we can leave." He pulled out a pistol.
"What are your intentions, young man?!" shouted the husband.
"Perverse, old man, perverse intentions!" - - -
"Mother, you are a pervert!"
"It's time you knew. Where do you think you got it from, Lacey? - - -
"You're late!" chastised a man sitting at the table, the room dimly lit.
"I'm sorry, Master." She knelt silently by his chair.
"Fetch me another napkin!"
"Yes, Master." She ran and returned quickly.
"Strip," he casually ordered.
She unzipped the elegant gown. It slipped to the floor. She was naked underneath.
"This reminds me of the lady at the bank," whispered Riley.
Finished with his meal, he had her light his cigar.
"Table," he said, a man of few words.
The lady was soon on her hands and knees at his side, becoming a piece of furniture. He set an ashtray on her bare back, then sat back enjoying his smoke.- - -
"Can you sing and dance?""Not really.""You're going to try. Think of it as an audition. Sing and dance for us as you take off all your clothes." He motioned for her to begin, pointing his pistol at her employee's head to motivate her."I don't know any songs.""Sing Let Me Entertain You. Make up any words you don't know, something to do with not wearing any clothes, having a good time together, wearing just a smile."She awkwardly sang the tune and clumsily danced about as she removed items of clothing.- -
He sat comfortably in an over-sized chair, in the regally-styled living room, as though he were a king seated upon his throne. The two young women clad in see-through white lingerie were escorted into the room and positioned on their knees in front of him.- - -
"If you wish to survive and live with some degree of comfort, you will obey me without question. I will feed you with the best food and clothe you in the most expensive garments, take you to places around the world on my yacht. If you are not willing to center your lives around serving my perverse intentions, needs and desires, to endure a lifetime of degrading indignities with enthusiasm, and even come up with creative suggestions for more of the same, you will suffer unimaginable tortures."- - -
...What act of indecency can you suggest, dear girl?""I could entertain everyone by using a pistol in the way that Riley did."....... over on the wall is an antique Colt 45. ......It has a long barrel........Do you think you could accommodate that?" he asked.She anxiously glanced over at the partition."I can try, Master."- - -
Annie writes tales for the sexually liberated, often bisexual in nature, at times absurd or sophomoric. Some are of those who abuse positions of authority, subjecting subordinates to humiliation, embarrassment, and degradation. Others are about abductions with elements of domination and submission. See the list of other titles at the end of the story.
