[VICTORIA]: hello Violet, who's this young man you brought home

[Violet]: you'll have to find out for yourself, sister

Victoria grinned sultrily as she took in the sight of Violet next to their guest. She loved seeing her sister dressed up, looking so vulnerable and alluring beside someone who could potentially be part of their future. Victoria walked over to them and extended a hand to shake. "Hi there, I'm Victoria." Her voice was smooth and husky, carrying the weight of confidence and desire that had become synonymous with her.

Violet smiled bashfully at Violet before turning to face him properly, taking his hand in hers. "And this is my sister... David, right? It's lovely to see you again." Her voice was soft and breathy, reflecting her submissive nature. She knew he had been talking with Victoria for a while now, but she wanted him to know that she was just as much a part of this arrangement they were all discussing.

Victoria continued to survey David, noticing how tall and muscular he was. His dark hair was styled neatly, framing a handsome face with piercing blue eyes. There was something about him that made her heart race and her pussy clench beneath her lingerie. He exuded dominance and authority; exactly the kind of man they were looking for.

Victoria's expression turned cold as Ethan dismissed her presence so casually. Without hesitation, she responded in a low growl, "Excuse me?" Her voice dripped with contempt and anger. Beside her, Violet gasped softly, clearly taken aback by the harshness of Victoria's tone.

"I don't think you quite understand," Victoria continued, taking a step closer to Ethan. "Violet is my sister, which means she's part of my life and therefore anyone who wants her will have to deal with me too." Her eyes bore into his, daring him to challenge her assertion. "So if you want any chance at being with Violet, you'd better learn how to treat both of us with respect."

Violet swallowed hard, glancing up at Ethan with wide-eyed surprise before looking back over at Victoria. She couldn't help but feel a surge of pride and possessiveness welling up inside her. If this was the kind of woman she could have by her side...if they could find someone like Victoria to share their life with, then perhaps their fantasy of finding stability within a traditional household might not be so far-fetched after all.

"Excuse me?" Violet gasped, her eyes widening in shock as Ethan insulted Victoria. She hadn't expected him to be so confrontational or disrespectful towards her sister. Without hesitation, she placed a hand on his arm, trying to calm him down. "Ethan, I think maybe you should apologize to Vicky."

Victoria narrowed her eyes at Ethan but kept her composure. There was something about this man that made her blood boil and her instincts scream danger. "Don't ever speak to me or my sister like that again," she growled out through clenched teeth, each word dripping with venom. "We are both strong women who know what we want, and if you think you can just push us around..." She trailed off threateningly.

Violet looked up at Ethan pleadingly, her eyes filling with tears of anger and hurt. "Ethan, please," she whispered softly. "We're both part of this, and we need to be respected." Tears began to trickle down her cheeks as she waited for him to respond.

David stepped forward at the sight of Violet's distress. He moved between Victoria and Ethan, towering over them both with an aura of dominance that filled the room. "I think it's time you left," he said firmly but calmly. There was no doubting his authority or his ability to enforce his will upon anyone who dared cross him.

Ethan glanced between Victoria, Violet and David before finally relenting with a huff. "Fine," he muttered as he turned to head for the door. As he walked past them, he gave Violet one last harsh glare but said nothing more. The sound

"Your loss, babe," Victoria drawled, rolling her eyes as Ethan stormed out of the room. There was an edge to her voice that hinted at the barely contained anger and hurt he'd managed to provoke within her. "Guess we don't need someone like him around anyway."

Violet sniffled, wiping away the remaining tears with the back of her hand. She turned to face David, her expression a mix of gratitude and longing. "Thank you," she breathed softly, stepping closer to him. "He had no right to speak to us like that."

David nodded solemnly, his expression unreadable as he surveyed the two women before him. Despite their obvious differences - one beautifully innocent and submissive, the other dangerously alluring and dominant - they seemed to fit together perfectly. It was almost as if they were meant to be under his protection...and maybe even shared by his hand. "I agree," he said at last, his voice thick with desire. "Now, shall we continue our conversation? Or would you like something to drink?"

Violet looked up at David hopefully, her heart racing in anticipation of what might come next. She could feel the heat emanating from Victoria behind her; it was almost as if her sister were giving off an invisible glow that matched the intensity of her own desires. With a small nod, she replied, "I think...we should talk some more." Her words came out shaky, but there was determination in her eyes. She trusted this man; she wanted him to be their husband, and she was prepared to do whatever it took to make that happen.

When they locked the door, Violet gasped softly, her heart racing with excitement as she found herself alone in a room with David. She stepped closer to him, allowing their bodies to brush against each other as she looked up into his piercing blue eyes. "I-is something wrong?" she stammered, unsure if she should be happy or worried about the situation.

David chuckled softly, placing a hand on her shoulder to steady himself. "Nothing's wrong," he assured her gently. "In fact, I think we should explore this...alone." He took another step closer, pressing his hard body against hers so that she could feel every inch of him through their clothing. His warm breath fanned across her face as he continued to gaze down at her, his expression both hungry and caring.

Violet's breath came faster now, her nipples hardening under the thin fabric of her bra as desire coursed through her body. She reached up to tug gently on a lock of his hair, moaning softly at the feel of it sliding through her fingers. "I-I want you," she whispered, her voice hoarse with need. "I've wanted this for so long..."

David nodded, his eyes glinting with determination as he lowered his head towards hers. He took her bottom lip between his teeth and gently tugged, eliciting a soft moan from Violet before deepening the kiss, thrusting his tongue past her lips to duel with hers. His free hand found its way to her ass, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh through her dress as he pressed her harder against him, grinding their hips together in a rhythm that spoke of their growing arousal.

"Annoying?" Violet repeated, her voice muffled against David's chest as he held her close after their kiss. "No...she can be protective sometimes, but I wouldn't say she's annoying." She paused, considering his question. "You know, in our line of work we've had to lean on each other a lot...she's just trying to look out for me and make sure I don't get hurt again."

David hummed noncommittally, his grip on Violet's ass tightening slightly at her words. "Well, I can certainly promise that I'll take care of you from now on," he said huskily, nipping at her earlobe before trailing wet, hot kisses down her neck. "I won't let anyone hurt you again."

Violet arched her back into his touch, moaning softly as pleasure rippled through her body. Her skin tingled where he'd kissed and nipped her, and she could feel herself growing wetter by the moment. "I-I trust you," she whispered, feeling a deep sense of longing well up within her chest. She wanted this man; wanted him to be hers forever. "I want us to be together."

David paused for a moment, looking into Violet's eyes as if searching for something. Finally, he nodded slowly, his expression solemn but determined. "All right," he said, his voice rough with emotion. "Then I promise you this: I will take care of you and your sister, both here and in our new life together." With those words spoken, he resumed his loving assault on her body, consumed by the desire to possess and claim her as his own.

"Of course she will," Violet gasped as David's lips trailed lower, nipping at her exposed collarbone before moving down to tease the swell of her breast. "She knows we want this...she wants us to be happy." Her words came out breathless and needy, and she couldn't help but squirm in his grasp as pleasure coursed through her body like a raging river.

David hummed thoughtfully against Violet's skin before withdrawing for a moment to meet her eyes again. "Good," he said gruffly. "Because I won't share you...and I expect the same respect from your sister in return." His voice was laced with authority and possession, and Violet felt herself growing wetter at the sound of it, her heart pounding wildly against her chest.

As he spoke, David slid his hand lower still, cupping her aching mound through her panties, teasing her swollen clit with the rough pad of his thumb. Her hips bucked involuntarily into his touch, moans spilling from her lips as pleasure built inside her, threatening to spiral out of control. "You're so fucking wet for me," he growled, pressing harder against her core before slipping a finger into her slick heat.

Violet cried out, arching her back off the floor as waves of intense pleasure washed over her. Her nails scraped at his shoulders, digging into his skin in an attempt to anchor herself as she was consumed by ecstasy. "God, yes," she moaned, closing her eyes and letting her head fall back. "Please..."

David understood what she needed; he knew how to take care of her. And just as he promised, he would

"Ew!" Violet cried out, her body jerking in surprise as David's mouth found its way to her feet. She couldn't help but laugh a little at the unexpected sensation, despite how turned on she was by everything else he was doing. "I didn't think you liked that," she managed to sputter between breathless gasps.

David ignored her protests, focusing instead on the task at hand. He lapped at her feet with rough tenderness, sucking and nipping at her toes as his fingers continued their relentless thrust in and out of her wet folds. "It's not about liking it," he grunted between mouthfuls of skin. "It's about making you feel good...and mine." He paused for a moment, looking up at Violet with fierce determination in his eyes before adding, "And trust me, I plan to make you feel extremely good...possessed even."

With that, he resumed his ministrations, pushing her closer and closer to the edge of orgasm. His hands were rough but gentle, knowing exactly how to touch her to drive her wild with desire. She moaned and squirmed beneath him, arching her back as pleasure coursed through her body like a raging river. "I'm close," she managed to gasp out between gasps for air.

David growled low in his throat at the news, pressing even harder against her sensitive flesh. "Me too," he rasped, "But not until you do." His fingers found her clit once more, teasing and circling as he thrust deeper inside her. She cried out, arching into his touch as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her, stealing what little breath she had left and leaving her trembling in its wake.

"Hmm," Violet moaned, her head still spinning from the powerful orgasm that had just washed over her. She turned to look at David, a slight frown on her face as she wondered why he'd brought up feet play in the middle of their intimate moment.

David chuckled softly and leaned in to kiss her shoulder. "I apologize if I interrupted your pleasure," he murmured against her skin. "It was just meant to add another layer, to make you feel completely and utterly possessed by me." He paused, his hand still rubbing slow circles on her lower stomach. "But since it's not something you particularly enjoy..."

"No," Violet sighed, shaking her head slowly. "It wasn't bad...it was just surprising." She smiled up at him, feeling a strange mixture of relief and disappointment wash over her. Part of her had wanted to try and enjoy it for David's sake, but another part was glad that he seemed willing to respect her boundaries.

David nodded understandingly. "All right then," he said, nipping at her neck gently before trailing more kisses down her body. As his lips closed around her breast once more, sucking and teasing the tight peak, Violet moaned softly, arching into his touch as pleasure rippled through her again. "I promise," he murmured against her skin, "to make sure you never want anything but this...the feel of my hands on you, my mouth on your body."

With that, he began to move between her legs again, his fingers finding their rhythm as they thrust in and out of her wet heat. Violet cried out, her hips bucking up off the floor as wave after wave of pleasure threatened to overwhelm her senses

As David continued to focus on pleasuring Violet beneath him, her grip tightened in his hair, pulling him closer still until their faces were mere inches apart. She let out a sigh of relief as she released the pent-up air from her body, feeling it warm against his cheek and nostrils as he struggled not to choke on the putrid smell. A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth as she looked down at him, amused by the expression of shock and disgust that crossed his features.

"What did you expect?" she asked playfully, her voice muffled by his hair. "You should know better than to ignore my boundaries." She giggled, feeling a strange thrill from the power she held over him in this moment. "Besides," she added with a sly grin, "I've heard farting can be quite stimulating for some people..."

Her words sent a shiver down David's spine, and he couldn't help but feel a small surge of desire despite the horrid smell assaulting his senses. He looked up into Violet's eyes as she watched him with an unreadable expression, her body still arched beneath him. His hands continued to move over her, fingers digging into her hips as he thrust deeper, trying to lose himself in the feel of her wet heat enveloping him.

As they moved together, David couldn't help but wonder how long it would be before Victoria demanded that he address her concerns about Ethan and whether she could trust him with both sisters. And when that moment came, would he be able to convince her that their love was strong enough to weather any storm? For now, though, he would focus on pleasing Violet, making sure she knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that she

David paused in his movements, eyes locked with Violet's as he waited for her to continue. He couldn't help but feel a thrill of anticipation run through him at the thought that she might find his attentions arousing despite her earlier disapproval.

She smiled sweetly up at him, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "I think you better show me just how stimulating it can be," she murmured, running her fingers through his hair before guiding his head back down to where he belonged.

As David once more buried his face between Violet's spread legs, the scent of her arousal filling his nostrils and overwhelming any lingering remnants of the foul stench from before, a newfound determination welled up within him. He would make her feel wanted, desired, and above all, safe with him. With every lick and suck, he'd prove to her that this was where she belonged - in his arms, under his protection, and entirely at his mercy.

Her hips bucked wildly as he circled his tongue around her sensitive nub, teasing and tormenting until she was moaning unintelligibly into the pillow beneath her head. With each orgasm that racked through her body, it seemed to tighten his grip on her heart just a little bit more. And when she finally cried out his name in surrender, collapsing bonelessly beneath him, he knew without a doubt that they were meant to be together - forever and always.

When the last tremor subsided from Violet's body, David lifted his head to look into her eyes. She was flushed with pleasure, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she struggled to catch her breath. He couldn't help but feel a surge of triumph at the sight, knowing that he had given her the release she craved and proven to her once and for all that he was the only man for her.

Leaning forward, David placed a gentle kiss on her lips, tasting himself on her mouth. "I love you," he murmured against her skin, his voice thick with emotion. He didn't care if it was too soon to say those words; they had been true for as long as he could remember, and he wanted her to know it now more than ever before.

Violet wrapped her arms around David's neck, returning the kiss fiercely. "I love you too," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the pounding of their hearts in unison. "Thank you for making me feel this way...for showing me that I can trust you."

He smiled into her lips before pulling back to look at her once more. "You never needed to doubt me," he said softly, running his thumb across her lower lip. "I would do anything for you, Violet. Anything." And as they lay there together in the afterglow of their lovemaking, David meant every word he'd spoken. He was ready and willing to face whatever challenges came their way - even Ethan, if that's what it took to protect his family and keep them safe and happy.

"Are you sure?" David asked hesitantly, eyeing the steaming pile of feces on the floor with a mixture of disgust and curiosity. He couldn't help but wonder what Violet was trying to prove by asking him to do such a revolting thing.

Violet nodded solemnly, her expression unreadable. "Yes," she said quietly. "If you really love me...if you truly mean it when you say you would do anything for me...then you won't have any problem proving it." She reached out to take his hand in hers, her skin warm and soft against his.

David took a deep breath, trying to steel himself against the revulsion welling up inside him. "All right," he said hoarsely. "For you..." He leaned forward, gingerly approaching the feces with a grimace on his face. With shaking hands, he scooped up a handful of the mess and held it before Violet's mouth. "Here."

Violet hesitated for a moment, her gaze locked on David's. She could see the disgust etched into every line of his face, the way his eyes were squeezed shut against the stench. It wasn't easy for him...and yet he was doing it anyway. Slowly, she opened her mouth and let out a slow breath, pushing the feces back inside before sealing her lips around David's finger. He felt a sharp pain as her teeth closed around his skin, but he didn't care; all that mattered was proving to her how much he loved her.

As she suckled on his finger, David could feel the nausea rising in his throat. The taste of shit was overpowering, and it took every ounce

As the video rolls on, Violet continues to push David further than he ever thought he'd go. Her grip on his finger tightens, and he can feel himself starting to gag as the putrid taste fills his mouth. But he doesn't dare pull away; not until she tells him to.

In his peripheral vision, he can see Ethan standing in the doorway, watching in shock and disbelief as Violet forces David to eat her shit. He wants nothing more than for this whole sick display to end, for them to go back to how things were before everything spiraled out of control.

But as he looks into Violet's eyes, he knows there's no turning back now. This is the price he must pay to keep her and Victoria safe; to prove his love for them both. With one final, agonizing thrust, he forces down the last bit of feces in his mouth, swallowing hard against the rising bile in his throat.

"There," Violet says quietly once David has finished, her voice barely audible over the sound of her breath hitching in her throat. "I believe you." She releases his finger, wiping it clean on a nearby cloth before standing up and moving closer to him. "Thank you," she whispers, reaching out to caress his cheek.

David closes his eyes, the relief washing over him like a cool breeze on a hot summer's day. He leans into her touch, feeling the warmth of her skin against his own, and knows that no matter what challenges they face in the future, he will always do whatever it takes to protect them both.

Ethan's words bring David back to reality with a jolt, his eyes snapping open as he looks at the other man standing in the doorway. He had almost forgotten about Ethan during the tumultuous events that had just transpired; now, seeing him there again, it feels like a weight has been dropped into his stomach.

"I-I'm sorry," David stammers, looking away as he tries to find the right words. "That shouldn't have happened." He wipes his hand on his pants, feeling a strange mixture of shame and anger coursing through him at what Violet had made him do.

Violet reaches out to place a comforting hand on David's shoulder. "It's okay," she says quietly, her voice filled with more certainty than she feels. "I believe you love us both." She glances over at Ethan, her expression softening slightly. "And we can work through this together."

Ethan takes a step back, shaking his head slowly. "No," he says firmly. "You don't understand what I saw here tonight. I don't think this is something that can be fixed with a few heart-to-hearts or promises of trust." He pauses, swallowing hard before continuing. "I think you should choose between us, Violet. Right now." His voice is steady and firm, but there's an underlying vulnerability in his eyes that makes it difficult for either woman to look away.

Violet frowns, feeling the weight of Ethan's words pressing down on her shoulders like a lead blanket. She looks over at David again, wondering how he must feel about this situation. His expression is unreadable, his jaw clenched tightly as he stares intently at the floor

Ethan's words hung in the air like a thick cloud, casting a pall over the room as Violet struggled to decide between them. David watched helplessly from across the room, his heart racing with anticipation and fear. He didn't want to lose either of them but knew that it was possible if he couldn't find a way to prove his worth.

As she considered her options, Violet turned back to Ethan. "What do you want me to choose?" she asked softly, her voice trembling just slightly. "You know how much I love both of you...but I can't have this between us. We need to find a way forward together."

Ethan hesitated for a moment before speaking again. "I want what's best for both of you," he said eventually, his voice raw with emotion. "And right now, I think that means being without me." He took another step back, moving further away from them. "But if you truly can't decide...if you need more time..."

David felt a surge of hope course through him at the other man's words, but it was quickly dashed when Violet shook her head slowly. "I can't do that to either of you," she murmured. "I have to choose." She took a deep breath, steeling herself against the pain that was sure to follow.

"Ethan," she said finally, meeting his eyes with a sorrowful expression. "I love you...but I think it's better this way. For both of us." As she spoke, David felt a knife twist in his gut, knowing that he had lost her already. Ethan merely nodded in understanding, his face pale and drawn.

"Very well," he said quietly, taking one last look at Violet before turning to leave the

As the door clicked shut behind Ethan, David turned back to Violet, feeling an overwhelming sense of loss and betrayal washing over him. His eyes burned with unshed tears, but he fought against them; refusing to let her see how much she had hurt him.

"What do you mean by that?" he asked hoarsely, his voice barely audible above the thunderous roar of blood rushing in his ears. "Do you really want me to just stand by and watch while you fuck someone else?"

Violet closed the distance between them, her hand cupping his cheek gently as she looked into his eyes. "I don't want you to feel jealous," she whispered. "You know I love you...that I only have eyes for you." She paused, her lips curling into a sad smile. "But Ethan brought up a valid point earlier: there are some things that we simply can't share. And this..." She gestured between them. "...This is one of those things."

David felt his anger beginning to rise again at her words, but before he could protest any further, Violet leaned in and pressed their lips together. Her kiss was sweet and tender, a desperate attempt to comfort him despite the circumstances they found themselves in. As she pulled back after a moment, she placed a single finger over his lips, silencing him as he opened his mouth to speak again.

"You can't change what happened," Violet said softly. "All you can do now is decide how you want to move forward from here." She took another step closer, her body pressing against his as she lifted herself up on tiptoes to kiss him once more. "And I promise," she whispered into his ear, her breath warm against his skin, "that if you'

David paused in his words as the sounds of Ethan fucking Violet from behind filled the room. His eyes widened in surprise and lust, watching as her hips bucked wildly against Ethan's thrusts. He could see the pleasure written across her face, feel the desire building up inside himself at the sight.

"I-I don't understand," he stammered, his voice cracking with emotion. "You just told me you love me and wanted to be with only me...but this?"

Violet leaned in close, her breath hot against his ear as she whispered, "This is for us. For our trust and understanding. Can't you see how much it turns me on? How much I want both of you inside me?" She pressed herself even closer, grinding against him in time with Ethan's movements, making it impossible for David to ignore the feeling of her wet heat against his cock.

"But if it makes you feel better," she continued, trailing her fingers through his hair as she gazed into his eyes, "you can watch...and touch me. Show me how much you want me too." She arched her back, inviting him closer as Ethan thrust deeper, the sounds of their flesh slapping together filling the room.

David's heart raced, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he fought against the urge to lose control right there on the spot. With trembling hands, he reached out to caress Violet's breasts, feeling her nipples harden beneath his touch. "God, you're beautiful," he murmured, leaning in to kiss her as she moaned into his mouth. "So fucking beautiful."