<em>I'm going to Hell for this, aren't I?</em>Louis thought as he reached closer and closer to his orgasm. His sister's mouth and tongue made him feel things he never felt before and certainly didn't want it stop if it weren't for his screaming concise on the back of his head. Saying what an awful monster he was for actually enjoying degrading his sister.<br/><br/>His body in reply told the concise to shut up and that Annalisa was enjoying this or, at least, was comfortable. His hips bucked, hard, against his sister's eager mouth and the moans from her after that seemed to confirm the body's statements. She looked at him with those pretty eyes, panting audibly now as her hands gripped to the fabric of his pants for dear life as she struggled not to hump her brother's leg.<br/><br/>"There there," he muttered to her, using the hand that was in her hair to stroke her. He give her a reassuring smile, patting her head as he moved his hips back and forth in rhythm as she pulled herself back and forth, trying to speed up the pleasure for both of them. "It'll be fine, don't worry. Just... a little bit longer, I'm very close dear si... dear."<br/><br/>She smiled at him when he said that, taking the encouragement and generosity to heart as she sucked harder and harder as her tongue went up and down his painful erection. Her hand touched his hand that was buried in her hair, giggling a bit like it was Christmas as she gave another good lick on his leaking cockhead. He didn't know what to be scared of: That his sister was accepting this or that he was happy that she was accepting this. Most likely the latter.<br/><br/>Annalisa looked at him with some fear in them as one of her hands wandered down, stopping mere inches from her skirt. She lifted it up, revealing her wet, twitching pussy. She looked at him again and Louis realized that she was asking for permission to touch herself. He nods, seeing why not, and cannot help but moan again when he sees how eager his sister is fingering and scissoring herself frantically.<br/><br/>He shouldn't be aroused but he<em>is</em>. He has never thought in his life that he'll get such a good blowjob from his sibling. Fate is a strange one indeed.<br/><br/>It was just too much for him.<br/><br/>Bucking his hips a few more times, he grunted and growled as he finally reached his climax into her waiting mouth. He spurted his thick, sticky seed down her throat, making sure her take every drop by holding her by the back of her head and shoving her mouth full of his cock so she couldn't get away or protest.<br/><br/>Not that she was even trying to get away or protest, since she was happily slurping and drinking it all up like a hungry animal. At this time, she too gave herself a small orgasm to her own body, the arousal building up in her from having pleasuring her brother and her own fingers the main reasons why she was withering and bucking her own hips as she drank him all up.<br/><br/>After a few, tense moments just staying still, Louis pulled himself out of his sister's mouth. He put his flaccid cock back into his pants, buttoning them up as he let Annalisa rest for a few seconds.<br/><br/>He helped her up to her feet, steadying her when she stumbled a bit. Her mind still reeling from her own orgasm. He pulled his handkerchief out from his coat and fussed over her appearance. Wiping the cum that was dribbling down her lips and chin, brushing the sweat off her face and body and fixing her clothing so she was covered barely once more and she wasn't flashing her hairless, wet cunt to the crowd.<br/><br/>"There," he said loudly, hoping to cover up his mistake on doting on her after using her while pocketing his handkerchief away back to his coat. "Now you're presentable for dinner. You may go back to the other slaves and wait for your next set of instructions, understand Annalisa?"<br/><br/>She nodded, not trusting herself to speak, and went back with a little, dreamy smile on her face for some reason. Louis looked at her with a frown on his face, wondering why she had enjoyed it so much but shrugged it off. Telling himself that she was just acting. Denial was the man's best friend, as you all have already seen.<br/><br/>He went first to wash his hands with one of the wet towels they had for the dinner, not wanting to spoil anything with his hands just in case. Louis was going to have order one way or another, Goddamn it. That, or copious amount of alcohol he'll be stealing from Tom later on to forget this night. The footman thought he should do it when his door is locked, not wanting to be drunk enough to try and find Alistair and do anything stupid for this whole incident.<br/><br/>He then went to the said oldest son of the family, bowing to him as he flourished his hat half in a hollow gesture of gratitude. He thanked the man for letting him use the slave, saying what a splendid honor it was to be allowed to use one of the girls for the evening. Without waiting for a response, he want to help give drinks and meals again. Feeling now disgusted with himself for letting that happen and actually being happy for having that happen.<br/><br/>"Well that was an interesting source of entertainment for you, no?" Louis asked the Countess Victoria as he served her a plate of her favorite meal, smiling a thin smile. Still feeling unhappy with himself for taking advantage of Annalisa like that and not even bothering to try and reason with Alistair to not make him use her. "While a new way to keep the guests on their seats, I can only hope that I won't be doing that again."