Sleepwalking

Trevor leaned on his balcony railing. Back in his bedroom Chloe was fast asleep. He gazed out at the palace grounds spread beneath him. He had a lot on his mind.

Trevor had shown Kaya this view. He'd hoped it would be a bonding moment. And it had been. They'd certainly bonded by the end of the night.

His emotions were all over the place.

There was one simple fact staring him in the face. He'd taken advantage of Chloe. He could tell himself that he had used Daddy Knows Best altruistically, but he had had an ulterior motive. To deny that was to lie to himself, plain and simple. He'd started calling her by pet names. He knew what effect that would have on her and he'd done it anyways. Yesterday she would have been irate. Today, however, she trusted him.

He was tempted to go even further. Chloe was just in the other room and it wasn't too late to have some fun with her. He could walk in, wake her up, and let her know that Daddy knows best and you should hop on my cock. He could do it right now.

He felt awful about it, but he couldn't pretend any more that that was all he felt. He'd been sleepwalking through the show. He'd felt guilty at using the girls like he had, insisting to himself that if he felt bad about it then he was still a good person. He'd used his guilt as a shield, hiding from the parts of himself he didn't want to admit were there.

He'd made a big deal of fighting back against the show, but his actions spoke volumes. He'd titfucked Kaya. He'd let Audrey give him a handjob. He'd twisted Chloe's thoughts around inside her head. Every time he'd been given an opportunity he'd seized it. Hell the only person he'd actually turned down was Anna, and that hardly counted.

Well, he'd turned Hanna down too. Sort of. She'd never really put him to the test though. Even then he'd ended up kissing her.

He wasn't a predator. He wasn't a monster. He had lines he wouldn't cross. The fact that he was still out here while Chloe slept peacefully in the other room proved that. He wasn't completely off the mark in his self-assessment. But he could be comfortable with a whole lot more than he'd have guessed.

He did still feel bad about the girls. They didn't deserve this, and he knew it wasn't right for him to indulge. The fact of the matter though was that he had. And he would. He wanted more.

Trevor had a long journey ahead of him. He needed to reconcile his desires with his conscience, but he was done denying that those desires existed. It was delusional to keep going on as he had been. He'd walk the line his own way, but he couldn't continue living in denial. For the first time Trevor let himself admit that yes, he was interested in being a harem master. It was terrifying.

He stared out at the dark desert sands, thinking about what that meant for him.