THIS IS AN X RATED STORY THAT INVOLVES COERCION, RAPE, INCEST, AND FETISH CONTENT SUCH AS LOLICON, SHOTA, MILF, IMPREGNATION, AND POSSIBLE OTHERS. EVERY CHARATER IS 18 YEARS OLD OR OLDER, AND ANY TEXT THAT SUGGESTS OTHERWISE IS A FUCKING TYPO. THIS IS FAN-FICTION. NOTHING IS REAL. DO NOT REPEAT ANY OF THIS SHIT IN REAL LIFE, MAY DEATH FIND THAT FUCKER QUICKLY AND MAY HE SUFFER AS HORRIBLY AS HE POSSIBLY CAN.
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Me and Rudy just stared at each other for an uncomfortable amount of time. Roxy was taking a bath, and Rudy was holding Roxy's panties in his hands and I had caught him in the act. The me from a year ago would have ripped into him, but the me now couldn't. All the me now could do, was just ask a simple question.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm cleaning master's panties." he said quickly.
His eyes widened after two seconds.
"I said clothes right?"
"I think you said panties."
Rudy blinked.
"I meant to say clothes."
I slowly started turning around when Rudy rushed up to me and grabbed my arm real tight. I let out a yelp and he let go. He must not have realized how hard he grabbed me.
"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you– but… um… Leah?... about what you saw? –"
"You mean you holding Roxy's panties?"
"What if I wasn't? What if you thought you saw me doing that, but you were actually just seeing things? I just… maybe it would be better if you didn't tell anyone about this?"
"What do you mean I was just seeing things?! I know what I saw!"
"Even if you did… what you saw… maybe it would be really bad if other people knew about it. When people say other things about other people it can go a lot further than what people meant for it to."
"You really think it will be that bad if I tell someone about this?"
"If you care about me, you won't tell anyone about this. Please Leah."
"Well why were you sniffing Roxy's panties in the first place? Isn't that kind of gross?"
Rudy looked away.
"It's not… it's not as gross as it seems… maybe it is. But it's just something I can't quite explain."
While Rudy was looking away I grabbed the panties from his hands.
"Wait! Give– I mean…"
I held them close to my side and he looked like he wanted to snatch them from me but was too scared to do so. I looked at them, then at him.
"It's just panties."
"It isn't just panties. It's Master's panties."
I held them up and looked at them. They weren't scandalous. They were normal white panties. They were cute even. It was something I would wear, something any girl would wear. What made them so special? Did the person they belonged to matter? Was the smell pleasant for boys as opposed to girls? Was he just messed up in the head?
I did something I'd never dared to do before. I held the panties up to my face and I sniffed them. The smell that drifted into my nose wasn't what I was expecting at all. I was expecting a sour pee smell, but that wasn't what it was. It was something a lot more complicated than that. It was the smell of clean fabric, but also sweat, also pee, but an overwhelming unmistakable smell of Roxy Migurdia. It smelled more like her than anything else she carried.
I was dumbstruck. I looked at Rudy. I don't know what kind of face I was making exactly, only that it was an intense one. I then did something else I've never done before. I sniffed it again. That smell was unmistakable. It was… fuck… it was comforting. It made me feel safe and warm. It made me feel everything I felt when I was near Roxy. It made me… fuck. A tear is sliding down my cheek.
Rudy let out a sigh and gave me a knowing look.
"You see now?"
I couldn't look at him. I couldn't shake my head or nod even. I was just there. I walked over to him and I held the panties up. He took them carefully from my hand.
"You should put these back Rudy. I… I won't tell anyone about this."
Rudy gave me a thankful nod. He then carefully placed Roxy's panties back into the pile of dirt clothes then slowly backed away. Just like promised, I didn't say anything to anyone. Even if I did, Rudy had blackmail. I sniffed them too, and if accused of it in front of mamma or Roxy, I'm not sure I'd be able to bluff my way out of it. Something about this new life has made me a lot more honest of a person.
I ended up thinking about the situation for a much longer time than I want to admit. The scene played in my head over and over again, distracting me and filling me up with new questions I'd never even bothered to ask because they didn't seem interesting, and because they felt completely crude. Questions like why I didn't just stop him anyway, why I had the reaction I did, and much darker questions. Some of those were questions I would have normally looked up on the internet, but some of them were personal. I had a few personal questions. All for Rudy specifically.
"Have you ever sniffed mine or momma's panties?" I ended up blurting out half asleep.
My eyes widened. I was snuggled up next to him and those damn questions were rotating through my head. What followed was silence. Somehow the silence was worse than hearing him ask if he heard me right.
Rudy shifted and gave me a serious look.
"I'm sorry. I have sniffed everyone's panties." he said with the most serious tone imaginable. He couldn't have said it more seriously if he was bringing the news that someone had died.
I looked at him with pure shock in my eyes.
"You?... did I hear you right?"
"They smelled good."
I punched him in the gut.
"I HOPE IT WAS WORTH IT YOU PERVERT!"
"I promise it was!"
I had to turn my head to hide my red steaming face. How dare he! I should have known he would do this shit one day! Roxy is bad enough, but me and momma as well?! He really is just the worst! I tried to get out of bed but he pulled me back in. Somehow, that one gesture was enough to keep me from wanting to leave again, but I turned to look at him anyway.
"Let me get out!"
"Okay. Fine. You can leave. I won't stop you." he said holding his hands up.
I tried to turn to go back but my body pulled me back towards him. I couldn't pull myself away from him. I was stuck. My own body wanted to be close to him… this fucking pervert psycho. I had to do a take to see his face properly again. He looked… well he looked like Rudy. Like my brother. He had a worried look in his face… something close to fear almost.
"I'm sorry I sniffed your panties Leah… I won't do it again."
"It's not about… I just… argh… ehem… ahgh… don't do that stuff! It's gross!"
"I'm sorry."
"Sorry doesn't make it better!"
"I won't do it again!"
"Next time ask!"
Both of us fell silent. Rudy gave me a look.
"Ask?"
I realized what I said… like the problem wasn't that he did it… like it was that he did it without asking first.
"So all I had to do was ask? Are you really saying that there would have been a chance you would have said yes?"
"You… just forget it. That's not what I meant."
I went to lay on the far side of the bed facing away from him. Nothing but silence passed between us the rest of the night and into the next day. By the next night though, I cracked.
"If you want to see my panties… just ask. I don't mind. Not anymore." I muttered out of my mind.
"Can I sniff–"
"NO! But looking… I can stand to let you look at them every so often."
The next day were tending to our lessons as usual, and then afterwards, Rudy pulled me aside behind the house. He had a look in his eyes, and I couldn't only guess what it meant.
"Could I see your panties?" He asked.
I was about to say something when he cut me off.
"You don't have to show me a lot, just a peak. Just lift your skirt ever so slightly for a second or two."
I wanted to punch him. I should have punched him, but all I could manage was a sigh. He did ask after all, and this was better than him sending an accidental wind Roxy's way just so he could flip her skirt up. I shouldn't be rewarding this little shit, but my hands went to the hem of my skirt anyways.
"Okay. Just don't tell anyone."
"I promise."
My hands gripped my skirt and lifted it up. He jerked his head.
"No no! Not that much! Just a little!"
I gave him a dirty look. He grabbed my hands then held them to the place he wanted them to go.
"See, if you do it like this, it's better this way."
"Don't you want to see all of it though?"
"Sometimes, but sometimes, just the slightest peak is much much better."
"I don't understand you sometimes."
"Just do it like I tell you to alright? Do you understand what I want you to do now? Try it again."
I let out my shoulders tense and loosen, pulled the skirt down, then pulled it up slowly trying to remember where he wanted it to come up to. He smiled and gave me a thumbs up.
"See? Like that! That was good. I'll be good for awhile after that."
"You're weird Rudy. But I guess that wasn't so bad." I said pulling the skirt back down.
"We're going to learn all kinds of things together, right?"
I didn't respond. I didn't want to be pulled along into his perverted world, but somehow, I felt like I was going to be pulled into it regardless. I can't lie. Lifting my skirt like that was better than lifting it all the way, at least this time. Maybe this is one of the things I was missing in life. I was never a pervert. I was never friends with any perverts. Humans get aroused, and maybe there's a good reason for it. If I let Rudy pull me along, I know he's going to teach me everything there is to know.