This is a fictional story. All the names, places, and situations have been made up.
No characters are under the age of eighteen (18).
Comments are always welcome!
Getting out of the cab, Beth is surprised to find her brother, Max, had picked such a nice restaurant for their meeting. Stopping at the entrance, she sees him and her niece, Cindy, sitting on the deck at a table far away from any other customers, overlooking the marina.
As she makes her way to the table, she checks her reflection in the restaurant windows. Beth is thirty-four, 5'9, thin with large firm tits, and her straight, reddish-brown hair stopping just below her shoulders. She's wearing a yellow sundress, tan sandals, and carrying a tan clutch purse.
When she gets to the table they are looking out over the boats. She smiles. "Hello Max, Cindy."
He turns to her. "Beth."
Cindy jumps out of her seat and gives Beth a big hug. "Hi! It's been so long since I've seen you." She lets her aunt go and returns to her seat. "Daddy didn't want to come, but I talked him into it." Cindy is eighteen, 5'8, thin, with straight blonde hair half way down her back. She's wearing a light blue blouse, jeans, and black sneakers.
Max motions Beth to sit, and pours her wine in the empty glass in front of her seat. Max is thirty-eight, 6', muscular, with short dark brown hair, and a trimmed beard and mustache.
Cindy reaches across the table and puts her hand on Beths arm. "I'm really glad you're coming to live with us."
Max takes a sip of his wine and stares at his sister. "That hasn't been decided yet." He reaches into his pocket for his money clip and hands Cindy several bills. "Why don't you go inside, get a snack, and have the bartender put something on the TV you want to watch."
Cindy takes the bills, stands, and turns to Beth. "Time for the adults to talk." She disappears into the restaurant.
Beth watches Cindy go into the restaurant. "You've done a wonderful job with Cindy." She turns back to Max. "I was sorry to hear about your divorce."
"She's a good kid." His voice gets angry. "Let's get to why we're here. After the way they treated me, I don't care that our folks were arrested and are sitting in prison for running some Ponzi scheme. And after all the lies you had told about me, and the way you turned my friends against me, I really don't care what happens to you."
She puts both hands on her wine glass, hoping it helps keep them from shaking. "I'm sorry. It was a dumb thing to do, but I've changed. I really have."
Max doesn't take his eyes off her. "The only thing you're sorry about is that our folks used all their money trying to beat the charges and left you broke."
Knowing nothing she could say would help, Beth sits quietly, shaking in her seat.
Max takes a sip of wine. "Here's your options. You can come live with us as Cindy's pet. As far as I'm concerned, you'll be nothing more than property, but I'll have the final say on any decisions, including to kick you out. You'll do anything and everything she tells you. Nothing will be off the table, and you won't question her."
Beth is about to say something, but Max continues. "Your other option is to stay here and live on the street, or hope to find someone to take care of your sorry ass. I can only imagine what kind of guy that might be with all your baggage." He sits back in his chair.
Beth is shocked by what her brother had said. "I...I can't be property...or a pet. I don't know what she'll expect from me. Are we talking bondage, like I'll be her...puppy?"
Max stands, takes out his phone and calls Cindy. "We're leaving." He puts the phone back in his pocket. He signals the waiter. When the waiter arrives Max pays the bill, including a large tip.
Almost immediately Cindy is back at the table. She smiles and looks at Beth. "Are you coming home with us?"
Max answers her. "She has until we drive away to decide." He heads for the parking lot with Cindy close behind him, glancing back at Beth several times.
Beth watches them get farther away, her mind racing. Suddenly she realizes she doesn't really have an option. She rushes after them, hoping they don't drive away without her.
When she finally reaches them, they are about to get into their car. She takes a second to catch her breath. "Please...I'm coming with you."
Max studies her. "Take off your bra and pantie." He points at a trash can across the parking lot. "Walk to that trash can and throw them away."
Beth looks around at all the people. "What? No, someone will see me."
Max turns to Cindy. "Get in the car, we're leaving."
Knowing she's about to be left behind, Beth starts taking off her bra through an arm hole in her dress. "Please, don't leave. I'll do it."
Cindy takes her aunts purse from her. "I'm really glad you're coming with us." She tosses the purse into the back seat of the car. "Remember to walk"
Beth steadies herself against the car as she takes off her pantie. She walks to the trash can with her head down, tosses in her bra and pantie. On the walk back to the car she glances around. Most of the women are looking at her with disgust, most of the men are smiling.
Max is holding the door open for her when she returns. When he gets in, he turns to her "Don't question either of us again." He starts the car and pulls into traffic.
The ride to Maxs house is long and quiet, except for Cindys excited ramblings about the house, the community where they live, and her friends. When they reach the community, they have to stop at the gate for the guard to let them in. Once inside the gate, Beth is impressed by the size of the homes, and how each one is on a large piece of land, with large areas of forest separating the properties. She hadn't realized how well Max had been doing with his business.
Max pulls onto one of the driveways. Although it isn't one of the largest homes, Beth is still impressed.
Max pulls into the garage and gets out. Cindy gets out next. "Wait until you see inside."
Max holds the door from the garage to the house open. "Cindy, why don't you show Beth to her room?"
Cindy takes Beths hand. "It's this way."
Cindy leads Beth through the living room, dining room, and down a hallway to a room in the back.