1. Thicker Then Water: chapter four


    Date: 4/14/2018, Categories: Fantasy, Cruelty, Horror, Monster, Non-Erotic, Author: Lolis.R.Legal, Source: sexstories.com

    Jebadiah was standing outside on his porch when he noticed a carriage strolling up to the mansion. Once it came to a stop a old man wearing a black and blue suit came out his face wrinkled with great age accompanied by a young strapping man in a matching suit. It was count Francis Rothschild who stepped out of the cart with his young companion. Jebadiah smiled as soon as he seen him remembering the distinct thump of Rothschild black heart. "My good friend Count Rothschild I knew you'd be the first to arrive." Jebadiah said as he embraced the aged Rothschild. "I couldn't miss my protege induction into the Clan today is a great day for us both my boy." Rothschild said in a wheezing voice raspy with age but still heavy with his French accent. "My friend this is my boy you remember him, Reginald." Francis Rothschild said introducing his son to Jebadiah. "A pleasure seeing you again Mr.McCullen." Reginald said shaking Jebadiah hand and then helping his father up the porch. The men entered the house and into the lounge room sharing stories over cigars and fine aged brandy. The other guest came in the next few hours first was Patrick O'Reilly and his daughter Baillie O'Reilly dressed in dark red clothing. The Lafayettes were next both mother and daughter wearing powder blue clothing. They all were introduced by Boe who changed into his snow white outfit to match his master as all of the slaves in the house are to wear white the color of the McCullen family. "Sir shall I set up the ...
    dining room for a early dinner service?" Boe asked while pouring the eldest Lafayette a glass of brandy. "Yes we will be there soon Boe that will be all." Jebadiah said as he looked at Patrick O'Reilly. "How's the Island doing?" Patrick O'Reilly took a sip of his brandy and smiled. "Absolutely famished the land is unforgiving but in England things are the same the Royals stuff themselves while the rest of the Island starves, but I'm still making a killing with my ventures in the India diamonds and other jewels is where the money is not this farming and slave owning. I make a killing buy the slaves fresh from a supplier work them to death and get some new ones to dig the ground up for more." Patrick O'Reilly said as he eyed Boe. "That one wouldn't last half the day in my mines he's too soft." "Luckily Boe doesn't have to worry about that Patrick. Taking from the earth is a quick way to get rich but not very sustainable. What will you do once there is no more pretty rocks to pluck from the dirt? Can't grow more shiny rocks can you?" Vanessa said walking into the room in her white gown with a matching vail over her face standing next to her husband. Her remark made Harriet Lafayette giggle the child of the eldest of the Lafayette bloodline. "She has a point Patrick. I myself know of the value of respecting the land for I have much need of the land to grow my textile industry of that silly husband of mine." Harriet said with her heavy French accent while her mother placed a hand ...
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