In Dark Corners

Drew Kennicott So I'll find what lies beneath your sick twisted smile. As I lie underneath your cold jaded eyes. Now you turn the tide on me. 'Cause you're so unkind. I will always be here for the rest of my life.

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Secrets & Lies ||Teagan & Drew

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When they were smaller Drew and Teagan had been so close, it was the whole united against Darcy thing. For she was easily distracted by her own selfishness and desires, completely ignoring her children forcing Teagan into the role of mother for them both, something Drew hated. As much as she did or tried to do for her sister a gulf grew between them and Teagan had no idea how to mend it. Years later she would lean toward the idea that Crispin had been the cause of that gulf but when she tried to rid him of their lives she was met with his swift justice, something she was sure Drew knew nothing about. Teagan wasn’t sure her mother didn’t know, but she assumed she didn’t because Darcy was prone more to jealousy than parenting and would interpret Crispin’s actions as cheating on her rather than hurting her daughter. From that ‘lesson,’ as he called it, on Teagan had avoided him as much as possible, anxiously watching as her sister seemed to watch him more. She could see there was something building between them and it sickened her that this man was manipulating her sister, much the same, if not worse than he did to her mother.

Knowing that Darcy left the air around them stale and filled with her own insecurities Teagan was worried about speaking to her sister, but she would hate herself more if she sat back and said nothing. It was the push to finally bring up everything she had been avoiding, and since tomorrow was the day and she had to work it was a now or never move. Nothing like waiting until the last minute she had scolded herself. Starting the conversation late she could see Drew was already done speaking to her and wanted her gone already. It hurt her to once again feel that loss of her sister, but she had no idea how to get it back. Watching her pull a dress on she knew who she was seeking approval from and it made her purse her lips. “You’re party will be fun,” she said absently, still focused on Drew’s attention for Crispin. Shaking her head free she dove in and brought him up, hoping it wasn’t one of those situations where you speak a name and it bring the person there of course she thought that was only with monsters and demons, than again Crispin Porter fit that to a tee.

Immediately she could see the shift in Drew and she kept going afraid she would lose the nerve or train of thought. Getting out the words, which felt like rocks in her throat, she frowned as Drew immediately defended him. “And mom has the best taste, she wouldn’t know or care about dangerous if it paid her two seconds of attention.” Shaking her head, this was not going the way she wanted. “Drew it has nothing to do with me getting attention, this is about Crispin.” Her eyes widened and she felt her stomach drop, biting her lip to keep her composure she rubbed the bridge of her nose. “Drew, please understand he is not the man you think he is.” Frowning about the tantrum part she bit her lip not wanting to distract the conversation they were having with fighting about that. “He is …” She wanted to say evil incarnate but didn’t, “he’s bad news.”

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That morning when she’d awakened, Drew knew there was one person who could dampen her mood. Teagan. Her sister was the only one who could make things bad for the events of the following day but only because Drew actually cared about her sister. It was hard to love her mother in the sense that a child usually does. Drew was obsessed with the man her mother had been fucking most of her life and that was something she hated. There was a twinge of jealousy that Darcy got Crispin in all the ways Drew could only fantasize about and yet Teagan couldn’t see how perfect the older man was for her sister. The two girls could have conversations about anything and laugh, enjoying each other’s company, but Crispin Porter had a way of slicing right through all that.

Drew had to wonder if the reason her sister was such a bitch about him was because she wanted him too. This made her blood boils a little. All those whispers in her ears, all those presents and gentle nudges to save herself? There was no way Drew could handle the idea of Crispin being with Teagan. Her sister was too upright, too pure and even though Drew had never been with a man that was simply because she was saving herself for him. Now, like usual, Teagan was here to dampen the mood and try to sway her. “I hear what you are saying Teagan, but I don’t think you really know what you’re talking about. Mom has spectacular taste. Crispin is a great guy.”

She rose from the bed and fluttered back to the mirror to admire how she looked in the dress. He was going to love it. “Honestly, I don’t get why you dislike him so much.” The idea of Teagan admitting her feelings for Crispin was overwhelming but at the same time Drew wanted to know. She did not want to run the risk of her birthday party being ruined by her sister professing her unwavering love to the man she’d been pining over her entire life. “Are you just a bit jelly sis? I mean, I would understand. Crispin is handsome,” her voice dropped to a husky whisper as she bobbed on her heels at the thought. “Very handsome.” Drew closed her eyes and refocused. In a sense it did not matter if her sister knew what she thought she was getting for her birthday but Crispin didn’t want anyone knowing either which made sense given she still had one more day before she was legal. “Come on,” she nudged, “What are you wearing to my party? Enough about boys.”

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Secrets & Lies ||Teagan & Drew

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Even being five years older than Drew there were no memories of the man that Darcy said was their father.  In fact Teagan often wondered if it were the same man, because she couldn’t remember any men coming into their home before Crispin Porter became a constant. It wasn’t until years later that Teagan would even come close to realizing why that was.  One night when Darcy was drunk and whining that Crispin hadn’t been around she whined to Teagan that she should have stayed the other woman, kept up with the affair, for at least then she would have some time with the man, and of course she couldn’t  leave out the slight jab about getting time away from her kids. Most days Teagan wondered why she put up with her mother, for she was more a mother to her than Darcy was to Teagan or Drew.  Never was that more clear than when Crispin was around because on those days she paid attention to nothing but him.  Once Teagan was old enough to reach the stove she was in charge of keeping them fed and cared for, giving Darcy time to spend her full attention on Crispin.

At first Teagan was sure that was why she didn’t like the man, which she knew was unfair to him, it was her mother who was being the bitch, but over time she realized that it was more than that. For even though Darcy wanted nothing to do with the girls during those times Crispin became focused on Drew and including her, spending time with her.  Teagan had to wonder if she was jealous, watching from the outside, always feeling on the outside, but when she saw the way that Crispin looked at Drew an unsettled feeling overcame her, and it was that feeling that continued to grow. It wasn’t until Drew was ten and she was fifteen that she saw behind the mask Crispin seemed to wear. Something she never told anyone, not that her mother gave her time to say anything. Now that Drew was approaching eighteen Teagan had to do something, she didn’t want to reveal what had happened, and became determined to find another way.

Never once had Teagan shied away from speaking her mind about the man to Drew, but in the same vain Drew had never once shied away from defending him. With nervous hands she knocked on her sister’s door, feeling that this was going to be her one shot at preventing something horrible from happening. Seeing the look on her face she felt even more urgency and chewed her lip in thought a moment. “Big day tomorrow huh?” She started off with a small smile, “Mom’s throwing a party, did you invite people from school?” Teagan knew Drew hadn’t, she didn’t really socialize, not that Teagan did, but Drew would be focused on Crispin, of that she was sure. “I don’t want to fight with you but I was hoping we could talk about Crispin.  Before you defend him or say there is nothing to talk about please let me speak.” Sighing she waited again and slowly exhaled a shaky breath. “I see the way he looks at you, like … like you’re food or something. It’s not natural, he’s so much older and he’s dangerous Drew.  You have no idea how dangerous, I’m asking you, please be careful, in fact, please stay away from him. I know you don’t want to hear it, but he’s not who you think and he’s not a good man.” Waiting for the backlash she knew was comings he leaned into the doorway, “I’m asking you to trust that I know what I’m talking about.”

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Drew was indeed excited about her big day. In less than twenty four hours she was going to be 18 years old; a day she’d been looking forward to for at least two years.  Not having any idea what Crispin was going to do for her or to her Drew was excited and burned with anticipation. Never in her life had she craved something as much as she wanted Crispin. Every night before bed she would look through the pictures she’d collected over the years and touch herself. The very thought of him could make her wet – the intensity of his gaze, that deep, rugged voice. Crispin was a man and it was laughable to her every time a boy at school would hit her up wanting a date. Why would she ever give herself to a little boy when Crispin had given her such explicit instructions to keep herself pure? Surely he wanted her all to himself and that was something Drew was more than willing to give him.

What she didn’t want the day before the event was a lecture from Darcy or Teagan. Darcy had spouted off a rant of jealousy before heading to work even though she reminded Drew that her party was the next day. It wasn’t going to be much of a party. Both her mom and sister had to work the next day and Drew was hoping Crispin would show up before they did. Seeing Teagan in her doorway only dampened her mood though faking the smile was a fairly easy thing to do. Drew had dresses laid out on her bed in preparation. Crispin deserved her utmost attention and detail was everything. Grabbing one of the dresses, Drew threw it over the dainty undies resting next to it. “I asked a few people to come over but they all gave a tentative yes. It’s on a Saturday and people like to go out and have fun, ya know? We’ll see.”

When Teagan’s voice shifted in to that mom tone Drew wanted to cringe. Having one bad mom was enough. Daily she was dealing with the bitchy neglectful one and today of all days the sister who couldn’t figure out her place. The speech sounded like she’d stood in front of her mirror rehearsing. What Teagan clearly did not know or understand was Drew was well aware of what Crispin was capable of and that was the attraction. “Dangerous? He’s been dating mom for like our whole lives. He’s hardly dangerous. Look, if it is that important to you that YOU get attention too we will make sure you have an exciting birthday. Please, just don’t ruin my day with one of your tantrums? Crispin is not the man you think he is.”

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Birthday Wishes|Crispin & Drew

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From the moment he had seen Drew’s darkness he knew he wanted her. Despite their age difference and her being underage he desired her.  Crispin wasn’t a stupid man though, he could have patience after all his physical needs were met by Darcy, and he would have that until Drew was ready. From the moment he knew what he wanted he began training the young girl, paying her special attention, molding her into what he knew would be the perfect slave. Crispin was aware that his desires and wants bordered if not fully crossed into the realm of sexual deviance, but he didn’t care. He also knew that he was far from the traditional master and would be accused of giving the title a bad name, but once again he didn’t care.  Drew would be the perfect slave and while he desired her much earlier than eighteen he also thrived on making her wait.

The making her wait, but knowing what she would receive began at sixteen. Crispin had taken care to buy the young girl a beautiful butterfly vibrator, one that would ensure she kept herself pure for him.  He had wrapped it and placed it in a small velvet box, giving her strict instructions to open it alone. The year after he had done the same thing, paying even more attention to the girl for he knew her sister was determined to be the ever present thorn in his side. She was of no matter though, for soon she would be tightly locked away and he would have Drew.  That was indeed what he planned on doing, and once he was done he would dispose of the cumbersome Darcy and start his lessons of Drew.  Even thinking of this perfect plan set in motion made him hard, and as he drove over to finally obtain what he so desired he couldn’t help but smirk. Tonight, the night of her eighteenth birthday Drew would be his, as she was destined to be.

Knocking on the door he grinned as he saw the excitement color her cheeks pink, a nervous excitement coming off her in the most intoxicating scent. “Of course, after all I came here to see you.  You are the birthday girl.” Taking one of her small hands in his he kissed it gently as he closed the door behind him. “How has your day been, everything as wonderful as it should be?” Wrapping an arm gently on her shoulder he led her to the living room, for one thing Crispin was all the time was in control.  Sitting on the couch he motioned for her to sit next to him.  He placed a hand on her exposed thigh and looked into her eyes.  “Your present today is going to be the most special, but before I give it to you I need to know that you’re ready for it.  Are you pure as I instructed when giving you your toys?” As he asked the question he slid one hand up to the line of her panties, feeling her heat touch his finger tips.

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Years of dreaming about this moment had done nothing to prepare her. Mind racing Drew could not help but think she was going to disappoint this man. Now that he was finally here and her 18th birthday had arrived screwing something up would devastate the girl. Looking in his eyes, they were the color of Caribbean waters; she realized there was only one thing she needed to do. All Drew had to was obey. She’d seen him with her mother and all those years Darcy had referred to the man as master. For the past two he’d commanded her every move never once swaying from it. Drew would do exactly as she was told. “It’s perfect now that you’re here. Everyone is gone so I spent the morning making myself pretty for you.” She hesitated at first thinking maybe she misunderstood the gifts and instructions he’d given her in the past but decided to wait for his reaction.

She followed his guidance as the older man led her to the couch taking a seat next to him. The small dress she was wearing wasn’t anything out of the ordinary for a girl her age but she wore it hoping he would do exactly what he started. Feeling his hand on her thigh made the skin break out in goosebumps and instantly her nipples got hard. She could feel herself getting wet. Never faltering away from his eyes she slid back on the couch to give him better access to anything he wanted. “Of course I did, Master,” saying that for the first time made her feel empowered, “there was no way I was going to let another guy touch me. They’re all just boys.”

He made her feel so alive and even though she was unsure what it would feel like Drew was well aware of the mechanics. After receiving the toys she had taken to watching pornography in her room at night. The corny stuff with desperate housewives was so boring but as she increased her repertoire Drew discovered she was very turned on by S&M and rape fantasy. The little butterfly would get her off but she’d never known that feeling from a man and wanted Crispin to tear in to her, but a good slave was patient. Reaching up she pet his cheek, “You’re the only one I want, Master. Just you.”

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Birthday Wishes|Crispin & Drew

Drew Kennicott was not like other girls. At 12 she’d witnessed her mother being hog tied and taken from behind by the closest thing to a father she’d ever had. Instead of frightening her, Drew was drawn closer to Crispin almost to the point of obsession. She couldn’t shake the desire to be around him and even at that young age she wanted him to touch her the way he touched her mother. On her 16th birthday he made sure she had a Sweet 16 party and even though she had few friends Crispin made it special. Her sister Teagan and mother Darcy seemed to pout all night but Drew did not let it stop her from enjoying the attention and accolades from the man she desired. When the party was over he pulled her aside and whispering in her ear handed her a box she was instructed to open alone.

Rushing to her room, the teenager locked the door and anxiously opened the gift. It was a tiny lavender butterfly vibrator with a note from Crispin telling her that toy was the extent of the pleasure she was allowed to have. No other man was allowed to know her. This didn’t freak Drew out in the slightest – only made her want him more. The following year the gift and the instructions would be similar and Drew felt something tremendous building up. Would he take her and make her his once she was a legal adult? That was her desire. All the while her sister kept asking her to stop hanging on the man and that she should steer clear – an annoying habit Drew chalked up to jealousy. Tension was also rising between her and their mother and any more it felt like Darcy was pissing Crispin off with each visit.

On the morning of her 18th birthday she was filled with joy. She knew in her heart Crispin was going to show up and do something to make her feel special. He’d always called her his special girl and given her explicit instructions each year to safe herself. She had and felt he was having her do that so he could have her. When he knocked on the door she squealed so thankful her mother and sister were at work. And that her birthday had fallen on a Saturday. Beaming when she opened the door she didn’t want to assume anything. “Hello. Please, come inside? Mom isn’t home and neither is Teagan, but we can visit, right?”

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Secrets & Lies ||Teagan & Drew

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There was something about him that made her uncomfortable, and she had felt that way from an early age. By the time she was an early teen she realized it wasn’t about his relationship with her mother or the fact that though he had come into their lives in a position of father he was never that way with her or Drew; no the reason she felt uncomfortable was the fact that he watched her sister so closely, almost as if grooming her for something, and it made her stomach lurch with the possibilities of what that could mean. Teagan was five years older than Drew and she tried to be the best big sister she could be, though she knew at times she came off bossy and was told on more than one occasion to stop acting her Drew’s mother.  For Teagan though she felt someone had to step into that role, for their mother certainly didn’t.  The woman would drop everything when Crispin was around, not caring to be bothered with her children.  It would be years before Teagan even understood why the woman called him Master. What did that mean, what was he master of and why couldn’t he be master and she still be mother?

On her fifteen birthday she was given a glimpse into the man that Crispin could be and from then on she did her best to avoid him at all costs, watching from afar any interactions he had with her mother and Drew.  Still that watching and molding of Drew left her unsettled and she knew as Drew approached her eighteenth birthday, and would be legal to do as she pleased she had to say something.  She had to keep Drew away from this man.  Teagan might not have known why, but what she did know was that Crispin was beyond dangerous and she refused to let her sister be hurt.  She would never tell her how she knew what the darkness in him was, but she would do everything she could to keep Drew from it. Knocking on her sister’s door the day before Drew’s birthday she waited for admittance, a smile on her face as she twisted her fingers in the light sweater she wore.  “Got a minute for me?” She asked softly.

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Life in the Kennicott household was far from the norm. The daughters of Darcy Kennicott did not know their father – instead had been subjected at a very young age to a man named Crispin Porter. Drew was too young to remember when he first came in to her life but he was a constant. Whenever he would show up Darcy would drop everything she was doing (including taking time away from work) so she could place her full attention on Crispin. Drew noticed at an early age that her big sister Teagan wasn’t really crazy about him but there was a pull to him she hardly understood. He was kind to her, spoke softly, brought her gifts and always took time away from Darcy to check up on her. She started to crave his attention.

One night around the age of twelve she faked being asleep until her mother and the older man she found herself thinking of constantly about sneaked off to the bedroom. Slinking down the hall way to the room young Drew was more than surprised to find the door wide open. Darcy frequently referred to the bedroom as the sanctuary but what she was witnessing was anything but religious. It was near methodical. The tiny girl found herself with her knees to her chin, tucked away quietly in a corner seemingly unseen as she watched her mother beg and grovel at Crispin’s feet. He tied her up, bounding her hands in the most uncomfortable fashion planting the woman’s face firmly on the bed as he took her from behind. Drew couldn’t tell if her mother was being pleased or being hurt and then it occurred to her that perhaps it was both.

For a moment she thought Crispin caught a glimpse of her but he never said a word. The next few years would be a game of torment as her curiosity and desire grew for the man that was bedding her mother. Teagan always seemed to have an opinion about it and never usually a good one but without fail Drew would defend him – after all Teagan wasn’t aware of his dark side and Darcy seemed to like it. He’d given Drew birthday gifts two years in a row that were inappropriate under any circumstances for a 16 or 17 year old girl but tomorrow she was turning 18 – she would be legal and her body burned to feel Crispin’s hands on her. The knock on the door made her jump as her heart sank seeing Teagan and not Crispin. Giving a faint, unmotivated smile, “Sure sis. What can I help you with?”

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Now you turn the tide on me

‘cause you’re so unkind

I will always be here

for the rest of my life.

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Take a breath Hold it in Start a fight You won't win Had enough Let's begin Nevermind I don't care All in all You're no good You don't cry Like you should Let it go If you could When love dies in the end So I'll find what lies beneath Your sick twisted smile As I lie underneath Your cold jaded eyes Now you turn the tide on me 'Cause you're so unkind I will always be here For the rest of my life Here we go Does it hurt Say goodbye to this world I will not Be undone Come to life It gets worse All in all You're no good You don't cry Like you should I'll be gone when you fall Your sad life Says it all So I'll find what lies beneath Your sick twisted smile As I lie underneath Your cold jaded eyes Now you turn the tide on me 'Cause you're so unkind I will always be here For the rest of my life Don't carry me under You're the devil in disguise God sing for the hopeless I'm the one you left behind So I'll find what lies beneath Your sick twisted smile As I lie underneath Your cold jaded eyes Now you turn the tide on me 'Cause you're so unkind I will always be here For the rest of my life

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