36: Turning Tables

Evan Walker, the youngest in the family, had once been the shining star of the Walker family. Excelling in academics and sports from a young age, he seemed destined for greatness.

Little did he know, his achievements would become a catalyst for his brother to take action against him. That pivotal moment came when Mark made his intentions clear on that day at school.

From then on, Evan could no longer see Mark as his brother; he became someone who needed to be dealt with.

Talking with some of Mark's victims, Evan formulated a plan for **** by indirectly manipulating those who harboured resentment towards his brother.

Finding reliable allies proved challenging as Mark's targets were often weaker or less influential. Eventually, he identified three individuals who despised Mark the most, potentially even ready to risk their careers and all they had worked so far for - the sister of one of his victims, a classmate from his theatre class and lastly, his ex-girlfriend.

To ensure his involvement remained secret, Evan orchestrated encounters between them and Mark, creating rifts and tension to fuel their desire for ****.

Considerable effort was required to achieve the desired impact, such as discreetly circulating photos of Mark enjoying time with an escort to his ex and her friends, creating a new rumour revealing the source of the derogatory nickname of his fellow actor, and even secretly creating discord between Amy and her parents, prompting her to contemplate drastic actions against the person responsible for turning her brother into a NEET and ruining her family.

With the pieces in place, Evan watched as his plan slowly unfolded by itself, patiently waiting for the inevitable outcome.

His careful trap for his brother finally led to this moment.

Watching his brother slowly dig his own grave, made the meal even tastier.

Devastated by his mother's decree, Mark stood up, prepared to voice his objections.

However, before he could utter a word, the anal toy unexpectedly sprang to life, causing him to involuntarily arch his back and grip the table, giving a clear view to Eliza of what was happening under his skirt while he struggled to maintain his composure.

While the sound of the vibrator wasn't too audible, she was quickly able to put two and two together, making her approach towards Mark.

'Why now of all times?!'

Biting down on his lips, Mark fought to maintain his composure as the anal toy jabbed at him relentlessly. Each prod felt like a stab straight against his prostrate, threatening him to immediately cum as it kept vibrating like crazy.

"Mia, are you alright?" Agatha called, seeing her daughter clearly upset and shaking.

"Mommy... Please...Hnng♡... I am sorry..." Mark begged, panting, trying to make his case. It took all his energy to hold back his libido. His body started to feel hot and sensitive. A mere touch was all that was needed to make him surrender to the overwhelming sensation. "Ha...Ha..~"

"Not buts. Eliza will instruct you on how to do your duties and you will listen and follow without a complaint. Is that understood?" There was no sympathy in Agatha's response, only a stern command.

Agatha's words landed like a heavy blow, crushing Mark's spirit; leaving him feeling small and insignificant.

Unable to bear the onslaught of the anal toy anymore, Mark clenched his thighs together, preparing to cum in front of his family and aides.

"Ha! Hnngg♡♡♡~~!!" Mark slammed his fists onto the table, bowing his head to hide his shameful expression as he came.

In a **** attempt to save himself from the embarrassment, Mark hastily flipped anything and everything within reach, draping himself with wine, soup and his leftover dinner to conceal the mess.

With his body still trembling with excitement and shame, Mark fell back on the chair, pushing the anal toy once more for a final finish. "Huikk♡!" Mark bit his tongue trying to not let his girly moans leak out. He was no longer sure whether he was continuously cumming, peeing or if it was just the remainder of the soup that was slowly dripping down from his penis and skirt.

"Mia Walker!" Agatha's voice boomed with disappointment, echoing off the walls of the grand dining hall. "Must you always cause a scene? You'll begin your duties immediately. Let me see if I can get you to learn some manners before your father returns."

Feeling unjustly accused, tears flowed freely as Agatha stormed away. Alice, Eliza and the maids soon followed suit, their disapproving glances lingering on him, leaving him alone to clean up the mess.

Even as his orgasm slowly subsided, his body still felt hot and his emotions were running wild.

His body never felt so hot before. It was like the day he had first taken the **** from Amy that caused his body to start changing.

As Mark struggled to stop trembling, Evan remained unaffected.

With calculated precision, he leisurely finished his meal before sauntering over to Mark, casually snagging the wine bottle along the way.

"It looks like Ben's sister sure did a number on you," Evan remarked, examining his brother from top to bottom.

Confused and hurt, Mark turned to look at his brother, his mind reeling with questions '... How do you know about Amy?'

"Surprised 'Mia' ?" he sneered. "What? did you really think your grades and acting were good enough to land you a seat at Lakewood University? Don't flatter yourself. I pulled a lot of strings to make that happen."

Evan chuckled, seeing Mark's confused expression. "Come on, I just did what you did to me albeit without getting my hands dirty of course. It's amazing what the right people can do with the right opportunity."

Without a word of warning, Evan uncorked the wine bottle and poured its contents over Mark's head, the crimson liquid cascading down slowly until the bottle was empty. The wine seeped into every crevice, saturating Mark's clothes, slowly dying the pink top and white skirt into a darker shade of red.

As the wine soaked, Mark's mind flashed back to a day in school when he had orchestrated a prank on Evan. Dragging Evan into the bathroom, Mark and two of his friends tied him up, before pouring over him a bottle filled with piss and toilet water. It was meant as a warning for Evan to not act out in front of their parents.

Since that day, Evan had withdrawn into himself. His once cheerful demeanour was replaced by a quiet solitude. No matter what Mark and his friends did to him, Evan never showed any reaction, leaving Mark to look for another toy to play with.

"Now, that look suits you better," Evan remarked echoing the same words Mark had used on that same day. "Know your place from now on..."

For the first time in a long while, Mark saw a smile creep across Evan's face, sending a chill down his spine.

"D-Do you really think you can just get away with this?" Mark's voice crackled with fury, his fists clenched, ready to strike.

"Hey, remember that time when you said there were only two types of men. What was it? The alphas who rightfully owned everything and the betas who had to live in fear, content with whatever was leftover" Evan approached, stepping closer to Mark, startling him.

Fear-stricken, Mark remained frozen in place.

Evan chuckled as he slowly lifted Mark's skirt, revealing his shaking feminine legs and tiny leaking dick. "Did you seriously just piss yourself?... oh, that heart looks priceless. Let me guess, was that a gift from Vanessa,... no? Then Sarah? I guess your ex is still too scared to approach you after what you did. Anyway, looks like your days of pretending to be an alpha male are all over now."

With a simple flick of his hand, Evan sent Mark falling on his rear against the dirty floor.

Setting the empty wine bottle on the table, Evan exited the hall, leaving Mark all alone in the grand dining hall.

Left to wrestle with his turbulent emotions, Mark felt a sense of isolation wash over him.

Unbeknownst to them both, a figure lurked in the shadows, quietly observing the entire sibling conflict unfold, from one of the many secret chambers in the old mansion. "Hmm..."