Premise & Trigger Warnings
This is the first of four chapters in a maledom, taboo, noncon dark novella.
Tags: Bull, father, slutwife, daughter, reluctance, taboo, harem, maledom, femswitch, malesub.
A young woman marries the son of a twice widowed, powerful business-and-political man, and bears him a child. In doing so, she becomes the final member of three young couples, that live under the patronage and protection, of this family patriarch. An extended family with dark secrets and shadowy ways, that the young woman adapts to as well as she can. Till one day the family patriarch invites the female half of the three young couples--the young woman who is his daughter-in-law, his step-and-adoptive daughter from his second marriage, and his natural daughter from his first marriage--for a one-on-three dinner at his mansion. And each of the three young women accept.
At dinner the patriarch shares with his "daughters" the news that he has decided to start bequeathing his vast estate now. He will not be leaving anything to any philanthropic causes, which leaves the family with a significant fortune. But at the same time he has decided to skip over his current living children, and leave his estate to his daughters' children, in a trust strictly managed by his agents instead. This trust for his "grandchildren" will get half his estate now, the final half when he dies. But the money will only be disbursed if all members of the three young couples act according to his desires. Desires which include the "palpable gratitude" of the young women. And the "yielding respect" of the young men, which the young women, as wives, are to enforce. Conditions which, to the young woman's shock, her two sisters-in-law seem ready to accept. But which she is far from certain she ever can.
This is DARK novella that includes strong MALEDOM, TABOO/INCEST, RELUCTANCE, SEXUALIZATION OF WOMEN, and CUCKOLDRY themes. Read at your own risk.
Chapter 1
When Dakota, now surnamed Conlan, married Brenden Conlan and gave him his first born, she did not imagine how more she would be marrying her in-laws, than she would be marrying her husband. Brenden was a handsome and very rich heir, that despite the privilege was a surprisingly kind and generous man. Perhaps not the brightest boyfriend she had ever had, she found out while they finished law school together, he definitely had been the most devoted she had ever had. And Dakota wondered how a young man like that, that likely could have had his pick of bride, would have picked her. Even though she was in no way vain or immodest, Dakota knew she was smart, beautiful, and the kind of woman that would make a devoted wife and mother. But she also knew Brenden could have that, and so much more. And yet she had the nagging suspicion that, with her as his bride, Brenden got a measure of approval from his family he lacked otherwise. A dynamic she did not fully understand, but that nevertheless explained it all.
That family included Brendan's younger sister, Blake. Blake, like Dakota, was smart and beautiful, though Dakota knew Blake was actually much more beautiful, and oozed sex appeal with every inhale and exhale of her body in a way she herself did not. Unlike herself, and like Brendan, Blake of course was a very wealthy heiress that had clearly grown up used to having whatever she wanted. Even if, sometimes, Dakota thought that Blake's eyes also silently spoke of the heavy burden of having had to pay for it all very dearly. Like Dakota herself, Blake was a recent wife and mother of one, having engaged herself with a fellow society scion and rising star in state politics, Lucas, whom she had met when he hired her as his campaign communications director. Groom who in the short few years that Dakota knew him, had come across to her as perhaps less kind, and certainly more ambitious, than her own husband.
Brenden's family also included Brenden's step, and later adopted, sister, Jordan. The daughter of Brenden's father previously single-mother second-wife. Like she did Blake, Dakota found Jordan very smart and beautiful, and that she exuded sex appeal with every shift of her body, and every twitch of her eyes and lips. Perhaps Jordan was a little less burdened by her privilege than Blake, probably because unlike Blake, Jordan's privilege had come later in life. Jordan had never met her biological father after all, and had only known what having a father was when Brenden and Blake's father, after marrying Jordan's mother, adopted her. Now, years later, like Dakota and Blake, Jordan was a recent wife and mother of one, having married a handsome and ambitious young man, Liam, she met while finishing business school. A groom, that Dakota thought, was more in the mold of Blake's Lucas, than her own Brenden's.
But perhaps the most important member of the Conlan clan was Douglas Conlan himself, family patriarch, Brenden and Blake's father, Jordan's step-and-adoptive father. Douglas was twice a widower, a bearer of marital bad luck that many found incredible, and a few even found a little suspicious. Even if both of Douglas's wives--like the daughters Blake and Jordan they each gave birth to--were drop dead gorgeous, sultry women when they were still alive. Regardless, from his youth to his now middle age, Douglas made very well for himself, building an empire in oil and gas with little more than chutzpah, sharp elbows, and a few greasy palms that he later parlayed into two terms in the Governor's mansion. Accumulating more money, more power, and more influence along the way than any other man in the state. Douglas Conlan was clearly a man in class by himself, a class much above his sons-in-law and even his son. And a man, Dakota was beginning to think, that had a taste, a palate, for fine women that more than matched.
And it was with this new family that Dakota found herself when she married Brenden. A family that seemed to harbor dark secrets, and shadowy ways. A family that for the sake of her husband and now child she strived to become a part of. Yet a family, that Dakota somehow felt, will cost her more of herself than she was prepared to give. A feeling that was heavy in her heart the day that her father-in-law Douglas Conlan's personal assistant, his bodyman, reached out to her to inform her that, together with her two sisters-in-law, she was invited to an evening for four--only four--at the Conlan mansion. An evening in which Douglas Conlan intended to share very important family news.
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Dakota did not know what to do with that invitation. As women, sisters by marriage, she had spent some time with Blake and Jordan without Brenden. Not much, but some. But she had never spent any time at all with Brenden's father without Brenden. Douglas Conlan was a very busy man after all. Brenden had even expressed he had felt short changed time with his father growing up. So the fact that she was invited to an evening with Douglas, some kind of dinner and reception, without the man's son, made her a little uneasy. Her sisters-in-law would be there of course, but they were Douglas' daughters. They surely were comfortable with him. She was not, and she did not want to cause embarrassment to her husband and young child in the process. And yet, after a day of agonizing, Dakota could not but come to the conclusion that there was no real option for her other than to attend. Especially after she had been offered what seemed like the ultimate admission into the family. And Dakota spent the intervening week preparing for it.
Douglas' bodyman had been specific it was a formal affair. That did not surprise Dakota, since Douglas Conlan did not seem to do anything that was not formal. That meant a cocktail dress, heels, hair, nails and makeup work were de rigueur. So though she felt a little uncomfortable doing what felt like dolling up for her husband's father, Dakota ended up spending an hour at the beauty salon before returning home to put on a little red cocktail dress and matching stiletto sandals that she knew Brenden loved to see on her. Brenden, kind Brenden, who could not help try to calm her as she got ready to attend her evening with his father and sisters.
"Dakota, Honey, take a deep breath. I know my father looks like a hard man. He IS a hard man. But he is also an excellent, and gracious host. He will take good of care of you. And even if he doesn't Blake and Jordan will." Brenden tried to reassure his wife.
"Brenden, you are always so sweet. But it is not for me that I fear. It is embarrassing you, or our Billy, that I fear. Your father's ways are mysterious to me. He seems so intense. I just do not want to say, or do, the wrong thing. I do not want to disappoint."
"You could never, ever disappoint me. And knowing my father, you could never disappoint him either. I suspect had I not met you first... he might have married you himself!" And though Dakota could see her kind Brenden meant everything he said lovingly and without malice, she also felt uneasy about it. Like there was a dark under-truth lurking in his words she really did not want to examine.
"Ok, I'll trust you on that. Promise me you will kiss Billy goodnight for me tonight. Tell him his Mommy loves him."
"It goes without saying. But, you have a ride to catch. I see my father's driver out in the curb already. Just remember, Blake, Jordan, and my father, they are all your family too now. I won't say good luck, because you do not need it." And Brenden lovingly reached over to Dakota, kissed her on the lips, then on one hand, and turning to look around to make sure there were no little witnesses, went to his knees to kiss her on a foot, and finish on her pelvis as well. A little routine he had picked up recently that Dakota found strange, a little kinky, but endearing, and she had let him have without question or comment, but a little smile.
