incest, but only talking about it

Thea didn't take long to make an appearance once the arrived, appearing at the top of the grand staircase. She rushed down, hugging him. When he pushed her back to examine her, he noticed that she had a gold nosering, just like their mother.

“So Mom wasn’t kidding when she said everyone was…” he trailed off gesturing at her ring.

Thea gave Moira[Calle Moira not!mom] a questioning look. “I explained it, but seeing is believing,” she said.

“Yes, well, Moira-0567 was right. Meet the new and improved Thea-0211.”

Oliver shook his head. “I’m sorry, this is a lot to take in. I’m gonna-” but whatever he was going to say was interrupted by the arrival of Tommy Merlyn.

“Oliver! I heard the news but I wasn’t believing.”

Oliver reciprocated the hug, patting Tommy on the back. “Damn, dude, whatever happened to you on that island got you jacked,” Tommy said in an impressed tone, running his hands down Oliver’s biceps.

Oliver gave him a tight smile, flinching ever so slightly. “Yeah, it was pretty rough. Lots of running, lots of hunting.”

“Anyways, we gotta get you out. Show you how the city’s changed.”

“That would be fantastic.”

When Oliver got back that evening, he went to take a shower and had just taken off his shirt when the door opened behind him and Thea entered. He immediately covered up, or tried to because Thea had somehow already crossed the room and had her hands on his back.

“What the- How did you get these? This looks like you got shot and cut up. These don’t look like plants or animals made them.”

“Thea, what are you doing? You can’t just barge in here!” Oliver said, pulling his shirt closed with a sharp tug.

“Actually, yes I can. How much did Moira explain to you?”

“Not much, just the basics, I guess. The FRA, the rings…”

“Okay, well let me ask you something then, what do you think when you see this?” Thea asked as she unbuttoned her shirt.

“Thea! What the hell are you doing?” he asked, turning around.

“Showing what you’ll be owning soon,” Thea said calmly, stepping back into his view. “Here’s the thing: I’m not your sister, I’m your slave, your bodyslave more precisely seeing as you don’t have any other slaves. You need to forget this,” she said waving her hand in front of her face “and see me as a set of tits cunt and ass,” she said tweaking her nipples, running a finger down her stomach and under her skirt, slapping her ass. “You need to learn that females aren’t people anymore, we’re a commodity. I'm not your sister, I'm an asset in your taxes. Forget the words mother, wife, aunt, sister, niece, daughter. There are men and there are slaves. You either have a cock or you’re property. This isn’t an offer either. You’re a long lost billionaire, you’re gonna inherit a lot of slaves.”

“So I'm gonna have slaves whether I like it or not?” Thea nodded. “Well, what if I just freed everyone then?”

“You can’t. A woman, no matter how fugly or useless is still worth money so it will always revert to someone’s possession even if that means being picked up off the corner of the street. Now I get this is all a very big
change for you so I’m going to set some rules. First, you will only refer to me by my PSN, Thea-0211. Second, as you don’t have any other property yet, I will be moving into your room with you so I can help you get dressed, bathe and satisfy your sexual needs. Third, I won’t be wearing clothes here in the mansion until I feel you are a proper owner.”

“A proper owner? What is that supposed to mean?”

“When you start treating me like what I am. Making me do things you wouldn’t as your sister. Like letting me suck you off or selling my virginity.”

“You mean-”

“I’m property, in every conceivable way of the word. Sex is just one way a female serves her owner.”

Oliver frowned. “You are very bossy for someone who’s supposed to take orders, not give them.”

Thea shrugged. “Then give me some and make me obey them.”

“How am I supposed to do that? You just said you won’t.”

“That’s up to you, but corporeal punishment is a good start.”

“I’m not gonna abuse you.”

Thea rolled her eyes. “It’s not abuse, its discipline and it’s the best thing you can do for a female. Studies have shown that females are happier when subjected to regular corporeal discipline. Did you know not a single female has taken her owners life since the FRA?”

“You mean killed a man?”

“That, and her own. A females life isnt hers, its her owners,so what was called suicide before.”

“This is a little overwhelming. I need some time to myself.” He started walking to the door and Thea followed. “No, you need to stay here,” he instructed firmly.

Thea smiled. “That’s a good start,” She said folding her hands in front.

Oliver briefly considered saying something but then thought better of it, simply turning around and leaving.