No he is brought back to reality

As Declan thought back to the day everything had changed, Ciara finally pulled away from him. She gave him a bright smile, her freckled cheeks dimpling, then skipped over to Lucas. She took the seat right next to him and hung onto his arm, nuzzling against him lovingly. Her massive bouncy breasts pressed into his side as she did it. She shot a quick stink eye toward Niamh, who was still on all fours sucking Lucas’s cock with enthusiastic glee. Ciara was clearly jealous of her older sister getting that kind of attention right now. Her plump ass shifted in the chair as she tried to get even closer to Lucas, one hand resting possessively on his thigh.

A couple of minutes later, Maeve came to the table with Aiko in tow, both of them holding fluffy pancakes drizzled with maple syrup. Maeve carried just one dish, the biggest portion, and placed it carefully in front of Lucas. As she leaned down to set the plate, her massive freckled breasts swung forward. Lucas reached out without hesitation and squeezed them hard, his fingers sinking into the soft pale flesh. Maeve just giggled in reply, a light airy sound that didn’t match the strict mother Declan had grown up with. She took her hands back from the plate and arched her back slightly to give him easier access, letting him grope her tits right there at the table.

Aiko moved around the table quietly and placed down the other plates. Declan noticed immediately that she hadn’t placed a plate for herself. Lucas had commanded that since she was the maid, she wasn’t allowed to eat at the table and could only have leftovers if any of the other members left her any. Aiko’s smooth pussy was visible every time she bent over to set a plate. She kept her face blank.

Declan felt that familiar ache in his chest. Maybe it was part of the fun for Lucas, but he had not asked Declan to see Aiko any differently. Every day, Declan made sure to save some of his own food for his wife. Lucas just chuckled in response whenever he noticed, no doubt taking sadistic pleasure in the fact that his older brother and his wife were getting starved on purpose. There were plates kept in front of the empty chairs where Maeve and Niamh were supposed to be sitting. Their father Patrick now spent most of his time at work, only coming home to bathe and change his clothes every couple of days. He slept outside in the backyard whenever he needed rest. His job was only to earn the money and keep the house running. Declan figured that if Lucas didn’t want to torment him specifically, he might have done the same thing to him that he did to their father.

He looked up and saw Lucas finally take his hand off his mother’s tit, freeing her to take her seat to his other side. Maeve sat down with a content smile, her breasts resting on the edge of the table as she picked up her fork. Declan began eating the pancakes. Despite the circumstances, he was hungry and needed to eat whatever little he could. The food was warm and sweet, but it tasted like ash in his mouth. A few bites in, he looked up and saw Lucas staring at him with contempt. Declan was just about to ask him if anything was wrong when Lucas spoke loudly, addressing everyone in the room.

"I think the pancakes are tasty," he said as he took a bite, "but it needs some extra flavour, wouldn’t you all agree?"

All four women and Declan nodded immediately. "Yes, you’re right master," they said in variations, their voices overlapping. Declan **** the words out along with them, his stomach dropping as he wondered what Lucas had in mind this time. He already knew it wasn’t going to be anything good.