The subject of victim psychology is one which had acquired greater interest in recent years, due mostly, perhaps, to the widely publicized "conversion" of Patricia Hearst to the radical SLA. Why a victim will turn and become a party to his or her own abduction is a question which holds numerous variables in human behavior and one which is certainly open to debate.
The young girl in this story, Debbie Wilson, finds herself held captive by her own father and through repeated sexual assaults, she becomes a once-innocent girl facing the prospect of depravity. Should she attempt to escape, or should she comply with her father's demands? Who can say? DAUGHTER IN CHAINS-a thought-provoking story of a young woman's reactions to brutality and slavery. A word of warning to us all.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Debbie Wilson brushed a comb through her shoulder-length red hair and finally decided she was ready. She had tried on four different outfits before she had decided on what she was going to wear for her date that afternoon. She had chosen a revealing halter top and tight white shorts. It showed enough of her tanned, lush body to interest Bill, but it wasn't enough to make him lose control.
Debbie liked being attractive to her boyfriends. She was a tall girl with a shapely body. Most men and boys got that look in their eyes when she came around. She knew what they were thinking but there was no chance for them.
Debbie knew what she had to offer and she was not going to give it away cheaply. Some day some fine young man would make her a good husband. She knew exactly what type she wanted-a good-looking man with money.
Someday, the teenager was positive she would find just the man she needed.
In the meantime she would continue to tease with revealing clothes and a few make-out sessions in the front of Bill's car. She sighed as she thought of Bill. He was a good-looking man but her relationship with him would not last for much longer. He was not just after a few laughs. He was getting serious.
And Bill did not have the money to get serious with her.
Debbie bounded down the stairs after a glance at the clock. Bill would be arriving in a few minutes and Debbie thought she might sneak a beer before her date.
She would not have tried it if her mother had been home, but her mother was away and her father spent most of the time tinkering in his hobby shop. At least he did when he was not on a business trip somewhere.
Debbie had never known her father very well and she had never had a great deal of respect for him. Ralph Wilson was another of those middle-class men who had made enough to get by but never enough to have all the luxuries that Debbie would have liked.
She knew her mother had made this trip just to leave her alone with her father for a while. Her father had wanted them to get to know one another, but there was no chance of that.
Her father was so boring.
Debbie crept into the kitchen and found herself a cold beer. She had just popped the top when her father came walking in behind her. He looked shocked to see her standing there drinking a beer. He also looked shocked as he looked over the outfit she was wearing.
"Hi, Dad," she said weakly.
"Aren't you a little young for that?" he asked.
"I drink it sometimes when I'm really thirsty," she said, shrugging her shoulders to show that it was not that important. "I know that mother doesn't like it much, but she never says anything."
"Does she say anything about your clothes?"
"What about my clothes?"
"They're not covering very much."
"Don't be a prude," she said. "This is the way young people dress. I'm going on a picnic with Bill. I didn't want to wear clothes that are hot and stuffy."
"I think you'd better wear something else for your date," her father said.
She didn't like the sound of her father's voice. She had never liked being told what to do and especially by her mild-mannered middle-class father. She had always been able to bluff her mother about her clothes. She decided she would try the same tactic with her father.
"This is what I want to wear," she said. "I'm almost grown and I make my own decisions."
"Not this time," he told her.
"You stuff it," she said. "You're not going to start giving me orders just because you're here this week. I don't know you that well. You're never around."
"You'll do as I say or you won't go on the picnic," her father said.
She knew that everything was getting out of control but she was mad at him for the tone of his voice. She wasn't some servant to be ordered around. Her mother didn't use that tone.
"There's nothing you can do to stop me," she said.
It was the wrong thing to say. She had never seen her father lose his temper in her life but he lost it this time. He practically jumped over the table at her and grabbed her by her arm. The beer can spilled over the table as she tried to jump away. She had not expected him to be so quick or so fast. Her arm was twisted up behind her and she was bent almost double in pain.
"Walk to the phone!" Ralph said.
"You're hurting me!"
"Walk to the phone, damn it!"
He kept twisting her arm until she walked to the phone and called her boyfriend. She told Bill that she was not feeling well and the date was off.
"Now will you let me go?" she said.
"Not so fast. First, I'm taking you up to your room. You may talk to your mother that way but you're going to mind me."
She couldn't understand what had turned her father into an angry animal. She went upstairs with him walking close behind her, still twisting her arm.
He pushed her into her room and slammed the door shut behind her. She heard him locking the lock from outside. She hadn't even known there was a key for her door.
"You can't keep me in here," she said. "I'll get out. I'm going to call the police or I'll climb out the window. You won't keep me from getting out!"
He didn't answer. She pounded at the door. A few moments later she decided that she would climb out the window. She wouldn't be treated like this.
She had the window open and she was starting to climb out when she heard the lock being opened. She breathed a sigh. Her father had calmed down. Now he would apologize and let her go out on her date. But one look at her father's face told her that he hadn't changed his mind. He was holding a long length of rope.
"What are you going to do?" she asked.
"You're not getting away," he said.
She fought him just as hard as she could and it took him ten minutes to tie her arms to her bedposts. Then he took his time as he tied up her legs. She jerked at the knots but she couldn't get free.
"You can't do this!" she said.
"I'm doing it," he told her.
He stood up. He was breathing heavily and she was suddenly aware that he didn't look angry anymore. He was looking at her in a strange and different way. His eyes were going slowly up and down her lush body as if he had never seen her before.
"Damn, you're gorgeous," he said.
A mixture of anger and fear filled her body. Her own father could not talk to her like this. He shouldn't. He was looking at her like Bill sometimes looked at her.
"I think I'll make you more comfortable," he said. "You're going to have to spend the night like this. I'll make you comfortable."
She had never known such a feeling of helplessness. Her father was talking about making her comfortable but there was lust in his eyes. She started begging him not to do anything as he put his hands on her shoulders. She knew she didn't sound tough anymore and there were tears in her eyes.
Ralph slid his hands down her silken body and underneath her. She started struggling at the ropes again but she couldn't pull free. He unhooked her halter top. He couldn't pull her halter top off but he could slide the cups up over her creamy tits. He bared her tits easily and sat there looking at her, slowly licking his lips.
"You're repulsive," she said. "You can't do this. Don't do this to me, please."
"Damn, you're so beautiful," he said.
His hands touched her sides and then moved higher until his fingers rested underneath her tits. He slowly caressed the gently sloping mounds. Finally his hot hands cupped them.
Boys had tried to touch her tits before but she had not allowed it. She couldn't stop her father as he got his hands full of her creamy titty-flesh.
"I bet you let the boys play with these," he said.
"No, please," she whispered. She was no longer mad, just scared.
"I bet you do. You let the boys feel you up. You let them hold your naked tits and then you let them kiss you all over."
"Oh no, please," she begged.
Her father was caught in the demon of lust. He wasn't listening to her. He bent his head and licked at one pink nipple. Her nipple was already hard from her exertions but that didn't stop the sudden tingle that went up her spine.
He opened his mouth and he took her rigid nipple between his lips. He started chewing on it like a dog chewing on a bone. She closed her eyes and tried not to think about what he was doing to her.
It was hard. Her father's mouth was hot and wet. He was sucking hard at her titty-flesh and he was getting more into his mouth than she would have thought possible. At the same time he slid his hand up her silken body to play with her other tit.
"You've got to stop this," she whispered. "You're my father. This isn't right!"
He paid no attention to her. His mouth was making sucking noises. He drew his head up suddenly, letting his teeth scrape across the swollen nipple. She gasped for breath as he bit her nipple again, this time a little harder. He used his tongue on her sensitive nipple and then moved his face to her other tit.
Her hands jerked at the ropes but she couldn't get free. She was filled with fear and loathing and it wasn't just because she knew she was going to be raped. She was also afraid because she did not like what her father was making her feel.
Her father's tongue moved down her body. He kissed her trembling belly and then licked at her navel. It was different from anything she'd ever experienced. It was getting harder and harder to stay turned off. She closed her eyes and concentrated on how much she hated her father for doing this and the feelings gradually went away. She kept fighting them as her father's tongue moved to the edge of her shorts.
"You just relax, baby," her father told her.
"You're fighting so hard. Just relax!"
"You're perverted," she told him. She no longer cared if she made him angry. She was going to be raped anyway. "You're sick. I'm your daughter!"
"And you're such a luscious little piece," Ralph said.
Her father kept kissing her trembling belly while his hands slipped underneath her and gripped her shapely ass. His fingers were so hot that they seemed to burn holes through her shorts. He squeezed hard. His fingers moved to the button and zipper of her shorts.
"Oh no," she whispered. "Don't do this. Please don't do this. I'll be good from now on. Please don't do it!"
She had the feeling that she was beyond hope once he got her shorts unbuttoned. She started squirming around again but nothing was going to stop him from undoing her shorts.
He was experienced in undoing buttons and had no trouble. He also had no trouble with the zipper. He tugged it down and opened up the back of her shorts. He moved his wet mouth back up to her nipple again. All she could do was squirm. He took his hands out from under her, but now her shorts were loose enough for him to slide one hand into the front of them.
"Oh no, please," she whispered.
His fingers seemed so gentle as he slipped his hand down over her panties and between her well-shaped thighs. He turned his hand so that he could cup her pussy mound.
"Don't do that," she said. "Oh damn, you're my father. You can't do that!"
Her father laughed at her. His hand was so hot. Again she was forced to fight off the delicious sensations his hand caused inside her. This time she thought of the revenge she was going to get on him for doing this. He was going to pay!
His father's lips caught at her nipple again. He closed his teeth around her nipple and began sucking at it hard. At the same time he started pushing rhythmically with his fingers. In a few moments her pussy got wet. Her panties started getting soaked from her juice. She told herself that this was natural, and it was nothing to be ashamed of. She was not going to let him know that she enjoyed being handled like a whore.
"Why don't you stop fighting it, baby?" her father asked. "I'm going to make you love it sooner or later."
"Never, you raping bastard," she told him.
Her father laughed again. His laugh sounded lewd. He kept sucking at her titty and pushing his fingers against her cunt, and she kept fighting her feelings. She kept telling herself over and over that she hated him and she was slowly convincing herself.
Her father finally got disgusted and took his fingers out of her shorts. He got up off the bed. He looked her up and down and he licked his lips hungrily. He looked like an animal.
She hoped he was stopping, that he had somehow gotten control of himself. There was no chance of that. There was so much hunger in his eyes that she already felt raped. He went to her bedroom dresser and he took the pair of scissors from her sewing kit. He came back to the bed and began cutting off her shorts.
"I don't want to take the chance of undoing your feet," Ralph said. "Not yet."
"Please don't," she said. "Don't do this. I'll be a good person from now on. Please don't, Daddy. I'm a virgin."
"You won't be for long," he said.
The matter-of-factness of his words scared her more than anything so far. She thought of all the things she could say to stop him but there wasn't anything he would listen to. She watched in horror as he cut her shorts away and then cut through her panties. Now there was nothing to stop him from looking at her virgin pussy fringed with thick red pussy hair.
What made matters worse was the way she was tied up. She was tied with her legs separated so that her pussy was completely vulnerable for anything he wanted to do. At that moment he was looking up into the inner pink lips of her cunt. She flushed with anger and humiliation. She had never been so helpless. She had always been so completely in control. This was degrading.
"You're beautiful all over," he said. "Your pussy is fantastic-looking. It's eating pussy!"
"What would mother say?" Debbie protested.
"She'd probably say the same thing," her father said. "She's always been fond of beautiful things, and your pussy is beautiful."
Her father put his hand on her belly. His fingers slid down her body to her curly cunt-hair. He rubbed his fingers back and forth through her cunt-hairs. Again she knew that her pussy was getting wet. He was smiling at her as he smeared her pussy hairs with her own dripping juice.
"How many times have the boys played with your pussy like this?" her father asked.
"Never," she answered him. "I'm telling you the truth. I've never let a boy touch me there. I'm a virgin."
"Maybe you are a virgin," he said, "but I know you've had your clothes off with a boy before. I know boys have sucked on your tits and played with your pussy."
"Nobody ever has!" she almost screamed.
"Lying bitch," her father said. "Tell me the fucking truth!"
Debbie started to protest again but she saw her father's eyes. He did not want the truth. He simply wanted to hear her say what he wanted to hear. She didn't say anything and he grabbed her by her hair. He bent her head back until it hurt.
"Tell me the truth," he said. "Damn you, bitch. You'd better learn your place now. The truth. How many boys have had your panties off? How many have played with your pussy?"
"Lots," she lied. "Lots of boys have played with me!"
"I bet none of them did this," her father said, and his hand went down between her legs and one rough finger jabbed at her cunt. She gasped in pain as he shoved his rough finger up between the tender lips of her cunt.
"Take it, bitch," Ralph said. "Take my finger. I'm going to get you really hot and ready for my cock!"
She no longer protested. She only sobbed quietly as his big finger moved deeper into her tight pussy. He started moving his finger in and out until finally his finger slipped into her pussy a little easier. Her juices were flowing once more. She hated it because her cunt was betraying her and making it easier on him.
He stopped suddenly. He got off the bed and stood before her like some kind of demon. His eyes even looked red. He was sliding out of his shirt to reveal a heavy chest with lots of curly black hairs. He unbuckled his belt and slid his trousers down his legs. He was taking his time as if to make it worse for her. She could see the huge hard bulge in his trousers.
"You're going to love it, baby," he said. "You're going to love your daddy's big cock!"
Her eyes were frozen on his shorts. She couldn't tear them away. Her mouth felt dry. Her heart was pounding in fear. He was still grinning as he worked his shorts down and kicked out of them. For the first time she saw a man's hard cock-her own father's!
"It's so big," she said.
He looked pleased at her compliment. He kneeled down on the bed and pushed his cock against one side of her body. She couldn't seem to take her eyes off it. A choking terror filled her. She could see the swollen cockhead dotted with little blue veins. She could see the long blue veins in the side. His cockhead was dripping white cum.
Her leg felt sticky as he rubbed it up and down her body for a few moments. Her heart pounded faster as he finally rolled over and stretched out on top of her.
"Please don't," she begged him. "Please don't. I'm a virgin. Please don't do this to me!"
"Just relax, baby," he told her.
He kissed her mouth and his fat tongue pushed between her lips. She tried to fight it off but nothing helped. His tongue went down her throat. She pushed back with her own tongue but that only excited him more.
He let all of his body rest on top of her. His heavy chest mashed her tits flat. He reached down and wrapped his fingers around his cock. He moved forward until his cockhead was wedged tightly against her cunt.
"Don't, please," she whispered. "Oh, please, Daddy!"
He started pushing. A shudder went through her body. His cockhead met a lot of resistance but finally popped into her virginal, teenaged cunt.
"Oh shit, you do feel tight," Ralph groaned. "Your pussy is going to be fucking great, baby!"
She could do nothing but sob in terror and shame as her father kept pushing with his cock. He pushed until his cockhead was resting against her virgin walls. She heard him gasp in delight. He drew back a little and she knew it was about to happen.
"You sweet little pussy," he said. "I'm going to pop your sweet cherry. I'm popping it!"
She screamed as he shoved his cock hard into her pussy. His throbbing cockmeat broke her virgin walls and then slid deep inside her cunt. He came to a shuddering stop with his swollen knob feeling like it was in her belly.
"Oh no!" she moaned. "You're killing me. You've split me apart. You're killing me!"
"Shut up, bitch," he grunted. "I'm trying to control myself but your pussy is just so fucking tight. Nobody ever died from being fucked!"
Her father started fucking her with slow, deep strokes. He stretched her cunt with every thrust. His cockhead seemed to grow bigger even as he was fucking her.
"You are so fucking tight, baby," he groaned. "I've never felt pussy as tight as yours. So good. I can't control myself!"
Her father slipped his hands underneath her. He gripped her ass-cheeks tightly as he started ramming his cock into her a little harder. His cock was leaking inside her. His cum was mixing with her juices and making her cunt feel wet and sticky. Debbie had twice felt a few tingles but she kept fighting them off. Now her father was getting out of control and he was slamming as hard as he could.
"You hot little bitch," he groaned. "You sweet little bitch. I'm going to fill your fucking cunt. I'm going to fill your cunt. Shit, it's nice. Oh fuuuuck!"
His body shook all over as his hot cum started gushing into her pussy. At that moment she really knew she had been fucked. Her pussy was filling up with a man's sticky cum, her own father's cum. He kept working his cock in and out of her cunt until the last shudder went through him. He stopped with his cock deep inside her.
"Are you satisfied?" she asked angrily.
"We're just getting started, baby," he answered her. "Your mother won't be back for a week and we've got all the time in the world."
She shuddered at his words.
CHAPTER TWO
It was the most miserable night of her life. Her father left her tied up all night long. He was decent enough to cover her with a blanket but that was all. Her body ached and she could not sleep. She hoped her father was suffering the same torment.
In the morning Ralph came in whistling and smiling. It was disgusting that he was feeling no guilt over what he had done.
"Did you have a nice night?" he asked.
"How could I? And now could you do what you've done and care about my night?"
"I care about you, baby. You're the best piece of ass I've ever had. Even better than your mother."
"You're sick," Debbie said.
"You're going to have to quit saying things like that," he told her. "Your mother's gone for a week and we've got to get along. You don't want to make me mad."
"Why should I care if I make you mad?"
Her father sighed. "Well, maybe a shower will make you feel better!"
For the first time she noticed that her father had brought a pair of metal handcuffs upstairs with him. Now he reached down and pulled the blanket away from her naked body.
She blushed furiously as his eyes went up and down her body. He had seen her the night before but it seemed like he couldn't get enough of looking at her. He reached down and brushed his hand across one of her titties.
"Stop that," she said. "You don't want to get yourself all excited again!"
"I'm already excited, baby," her father told her. "Just looking at you is enough to excite me."
Despite herself, she let her eyes go down to the front of his trousers. His bulge was obvious. There was a sudden dryness in her mouth and she licked her lips.
"I thought you were going to let me take a shower," she said quickly. "Aren't you?"
"Not exactly, honey," he said. "I'm going to wash you myself just like when you were a little baby. Although you're certainly not a baby now. A baby doesn't have tits like yours. They're already bigger than your mother's."
Debbie shivered under his eyes. Inside she was trying to think of a way to escape. She knew he was going to have to let her go to get her in the shower. She was ready for that. She was sure that she could scratch his face or kick him in the balls or something. There had to be a way to escape.
Her father never gave her the chance. He untied the rope around her left hand and locked the handcuff around her waist. He held onto her wrist and untied her leg. Before she could fight back he pushed her over on her stomach and held her arm twisted up behind her. Then he untied her other arm and quickly bent her arm back behind her and snapped the other handcuff around her wrist. He then untied her other leg.
"There," Ralph said. "Now you're ready for your shower."
"Please let me go," she said. "I can take a shower by myself. Please let me go."
"So you could kick me in the balls?" he told her. "I don't think so, sugar. Now don't fight me or I'll twist your arms up until you're screaming in pain."
"How could you do this to your own daughter?" she asked.
"Baby, I've got a hard-on for you and right now you're just a piece of pussy. You've got a big beautiful ass and a cunt that just won't quit. That's all you are to me, a piece of ass!"
She struggled a little but not much. He dragged her into the bathroom and turned the shower on until it was nice and warm. Then he shoved her inside. He turned her body around and around until she was soaked and feeling dizzy.
"I'm going to wash you up real good, baby," he told her. "I'm going to make you nice and clean. All over!"
She was trembling as he picked up the soap. He started with her neck. He soaped her neck and then down the front of her body to her tits. She tried to back away but he grabbed her by her handcuffs and held her steady.
"Don't try getting away," her father commanded. "Stand still. You'll enjoy this!"
He soaped one hand up really good and then started using it to wash her shapely titty. She didn't like the way her nipple suddenly stood up hard as rock.
"You'll just have to stop fighting it," he said. "You're a hot piece and you'll love it once you admit it to yourself."
"I hate you," she whispered.
Her father laughed at her. He kept soaping up her titty really good and then turning her to the water so that the soap washed away. He was finally satisfied and he moved his soapy hand to her other tit.
She wondered why her father could make her feel things that other boys had never made her feel. Of course, she had gotten turned on with a few of them but it was after a lot of passionate kissing and playing around. Her father made her feel hot just by playing with her, just by looking at her.
"Nice, big tits," her father said. "It takes a lot of soap just to cover them. Fucking beautiful tits!"
Her father turned her to the water so that the soap was again washed away. This time he bent over and touched his lips to one of her rigid nipples. She wished he would stop. She wished she could push him away. His hot mouth gave her strange feelings. His mouth opened and his tongue stroked her nipple. He finally caught her nipple inside his mouth and began sucking at her titty-flesh.
"Oh no," she whispered. "Don't. Please don't!"
Her legs were trembling. It was hard to stand in the shower, especially with his mouth sucking hard. He was sucking even more of her titty-flesh into his mouth. His teeth scraped her titty gently. He pulled his head back but not for long. He slid his tongue down her belly and kissed her navel.
"I'm your daughter," she protested. "You shouldn't do this. I'm your daughter!"
He slid his head back up to her titties again. He captured her nipple between his teeth and began chewing on it. She rocked back and forth in the shower. She honestly wanted to give up. She wanted to let the delicious feelings invade her body. The trouble was she had so much pride. She would not let herself behave like an animal.
Her father stopped sucking on her titty. He left her titties feeling bruised and sore. He stood up and started soaping his hand again.
"Turn around," Ralph told her.
Debbie turned around and he started soaping her back. He lathered her back all the way down to her ass, then his fingers parted her ass-cheeks. He started lathering the crack of her ass and down to the backs of her thighs.
She shivered because of the strangeness of it. His hand came back up to her ass-cheeks. She gasped as one of his fingers probed at her tiny ass-hole. He jammed a finger up into her ass-hole to his knuckle and she almost fainted.
He worked his finger around the inside of her tight ass-hole and she had to lean against the shower wall to keep from falling. She kept begging him to stop and finally he took his finger out of her ass-hole.
He turned her to the water again and let the water wash the soap away. He lathered his hand again. This time he put his soapy hand between her legs. He started lathering up her red pussy hairs, then the lips of her cunt.
"Are you enjoying your shower?" he asked.
"No, damn you," she answered him.
He only laughed. His hand kept working between her legs until her cunt and cunt-hairs were soaped up. Then he turned her to the water. He pushed her closer and let the water soak her body until he was sure she was rinsed off. He pulled her out of the spray again and left her standing.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Now I'm feeling kind of hot and sweaty," Ralph said. "I thought I'd join you."
"There's not room in here for two," she protested.
"There's plenty of room if we stand real close," he said.
The look in his eyes left little doubt as to how close he wanted to stand. It was going to happen to her again. She shivered as she watched him strip off his trousers and then his shorts. His cock was only half hard but she had the feeling it wouldn't take long for it to get rock-hard!
Her father stepped into the shower with her. She could not stop him from putting his arms around her and pulling her tightly against him. He tried to kiss her mouth and she turned her head away. He crushed her even tighter so that her tits flattened against his hairy chest and she was having trouble breathing.
"Now don't you fight your father, baby," he told her. "It will be a lot easier if you don't fight me. We could have a really good time."
He slid his hands down her back to her ass. He gripped her ass-cheeks hard and half lifted her off the floor. He pressed her tight enough to feel his cock between her legs. She had been right. His cock was slowly getting hard. She shivered.
"Now kiss me, baby," he told her.
Again Debbie tried to turn her head away. He got angry and his fingernails dug into her ass-cheeks. He kept squeezing until he was hurting her and she finally held her head still for him to kiss her. His lips felt hot and hard.
"That's better, baby," he told her. "You're starting to act nice. Now open your mouth for a little tongue!"
She tried to keep her mouth tightly closed but again his fingers seemed to be digging into her ass. Finally her mouth opened and he pressed his tongue into her mouth. He pushed his tongue into her mouth as deep as he could. She couldn't seem to stop him. He started moving his tongue in and out. He was exploring all over the inside of her mouth.
His fingers stopped digging into her ass. His hands became gentle except for the one finger that started probing at her ass-hole. This time she was almost ready for the finger he pushed up into her ass.
Ralph kept her like that for a long time. He kept kissing her and playing with her ass until she started feeling squirmy. She closed her eyes and thought of other things. She kept trying to not to think about the hard cock against her belly.
His cock was rock-hard now and it had somehow wedged between them so that his swollen cockhead was pressed against her belly. They were pressed together so tightly that his throbbing cockhead seemed to match the pounding beat of her heart. A couple of times she tried to move away but he wouldn't allow that.
"You are one sexy little bitch," he told her. "Every man should have a sweet-assed daughter like you."
He slid his other hand up to play with her titties while he continued to kiss her and thrust a finger into her ass-hole. She was getting tired and the water was getting cold. It had grown a little uncomfortable for both of them.
Finally her father turned off the water and helped her out of the shower. He held her close again, his hands running all over her back and down to her ass-cheeks.
"You are my special little bitch," he moaned. "Are you ready to be fucked again?"
"Please don't do it to me again," she begged him. "I'm your daughter. You can't fuck your own daughter."
"I already have once," her father said. "And now I'm going to do it again."
There was a wild look in his eyes that she knew she could not fight. She expected to be taken over to the bed and tied down like the night before. Instead her father walked her over to her dresser. He cleared everything off her dresser with one sweep of his hand. All of her perfumes and powders crashed to the floor to make a smelly mess. He didn't seem to care about that.
"Sit up on the desk," he commanded.
Ralph turned her around facing him and he picked her up. She settled down on the desk in front of the mirror. He sat down in the chair in front of the dresser.
"Open your legs wide," he said. "I want to look at that pussy I'm about to fuck!"
"No, Daddy," Debbie pleaded with him. "Don't do it anymore. I won't tell anyone it happened. We can go on like before. Don't do it to me anymore."
"Open your fucking legs, bitch!" he screamed. "Or I'll open them for you and you won't like the way I do it."
His voice and manner scared the hell out of her and she opened her legs. Again he was looking into the pink lips of her cunt. She watched his hand moving up between her thighs. She looked down to see his rough fingers stroking her cunt. Then one of his fingers slid into her cunt.
"Oh no," Debbie whispered.
He started moving his finger around inside her cunt. He brushed his finger against her clitty and an enormous shudder went through her. He seemed satisfied and he took his finger out.
"You're already dripping wet," he told her.
"I'm really going to make a bitch out of you before I'm done. You're going to be craving cock!"
Now her father pulled her down into his lap. Her legs were spread so she settled easily on his knees. She knew what he was doing as he pulled her closer to where his cock was sprouting out like a brutal-looking club.
"Sit on my cock, baby," he moaned. "Settle yourself down on my cock. Sit on it and ride your father!"
"I won't," she said.
He grabbed her by her titties and he acted like he was trying to twist them off. A quick pain went through her body. It was enough to make her raise up and then come down. His cock was snug against her pussy hole.
"Now sit on my cock, baby," he told her. "Sit down on it. Take it deep inside your cunt. I want to feel it in your hot little cunthole!"
Debbie had no choice as she slipped off the dresser and spread her legs a little wider. His hot cock knob pressed against her cunt lips and she started squirming. A moment later and his big cockhead popped inside her.
"That's it, baby," he moaned. "Now sit down on my cock. Sit down hard!"
She settled herself on his cock. She sank down so far that she could feel his pulsating knob deep in her belly. She held it there for a moment and then pulled back up.
"That's what I want, baby," he told her. "Bounce up and down on my prick. That's what I fucking want!"
His hands moved from her shoulders down to her tits. He started squeezing them hard as she started bouncing up and down on his swollen cock. Some of his cum was leaking inside her. She fought off the feelings of excitement. She bounced faster. His heavy balls made slapping sounds as she drove herself down on his cock.
"It hurts me," she protested. "You're in so deep that it hurts my pussy!"
"Your pussy better get used to it, bitch," he groaned.
He moved his hands back up to her shoulders so he could control her movements again. He held onto her shoulders tightly and made her bounce faster. His cockhead was rubbing against her clitty and it sent a quick shiver through her. She knew she had better get it over with quickly or she would get out of control.
Debbie bent down and kissed his mouth. She started rubbing her big tits against his chest and it was more than he could take. He started almost jumping off the chair as he drove his prick into her pussy.
"Oh fucking shit," he groaned. "I'm going to blow my wad. I'm going to blow my fucking wad. Oh shit, it feels good. It feels so fucking good. Shiiiiiiit!"
He lost complete control of himself. He started driving his prick up into her pussy as hard as he could. His big cock seemed to be splitting her cunt. His prick exploded deep inside her. She could feel gobs of thick white cum deep inside her. She could feel it running out of the sides of her pussy and wetting her thighs. It seemed like he had shot gallons.
"You're still fighting it, baby," Ralph said. "You're still fighting but you're going to lose control soon. I know you will."
"You go to hell!" Debbie said.
Her father just laughed.
CHAPTER THREE
Her father had left her tied up in her room all morning, and Debbie used that time to go over every opportunity to escape.
The opportunity came faster than she would have thought. Ralph came back for her around lunchtime. He untied her and then handcuffed her hands behind her back. After he had fucked her that morning, he had allowed her to put on a pair of shorts and a halter top. She was still revealing a lot of her creamy body but at least she didn't feel completely naked.
"I thought you might like something to eat," her father said. "I got some hamburgers."
She didn't say anything. She was hungry. Her legs felt cramped and sore as she walked down the steps. She almost stumbled on the last step and her father reached out both arms to steady her.
It was her chance and she took it.
She turned quickly toward him and she brought up one silken knee between his legs. He wasn't expecting it and her knee hit him solidly. He gasped in pain and bent over double. She was able to run before he could reach for her.
Debbie's first problem came when she reached the front door. It was locked and there was no way she could open it with her hands cuffed behind her. She gave it up after seconds and then started for the back door. Her heart pounded in fear and her mouth was dry. She wasn't sure what Ralph would do if he caught her but she was sure it wouldn't be nice.
"Don't run away from me," she heard him shouting.
The back door was open. She got out of it and into the back yard. The back yard was completely surrounded by a redwood fence and she headed for the opening. Her heart nearly stopped when she saw that the gate was shut!
She turned around and leaned against the door. Her hand worked the knob until she finally got it undone. She breathed a sigh of relief that it also wasn't locked.
Just as she got the door open and a steely hand clamped around her throat and stopped her cold. Her father backed her into the yard and then shut the gate behind him.
"Let me go," she said. "Damn you. Let me go!"
"You hurt me, bitch," he said. "You really hurt me!"
He let go of her throat and then his fist came around in a smashing blow. She had never been hit like that before. She didn't even know how it happened but she found herself on her ass on the ground. She was shaking her head and tasting blood on her mouth. She knew she was going to be sick. She sat there a few moments while her stomach settled down. Then she looked up to see her father standing over her.
"You hurt me, bitch!" Ralph said. "You could have hurt me bad. That's no way to do a man."
She had never seen such anger on anyone's face before. She was beginning to be sorry she tried to escape. He was capable of hurting her bad at that moment.
"Don't hit me again," she whispered. "Oh, please don't. I was so afraid. Don't hurt me!"
"Then you should have thought of that before you kicked me in the balls," he said.
There was something ugly in his face as he reached down and grabbed a handful of her thick hair. He half dragged her over to the pool.
"What are you going to do?" she asked. "Oh, please don't do anything. Please don't!"
He picked her up and carried her into the water until he was standing waist-deep. The expression on his face hadn't changed. She had never seen anyone look at her with such hatred.
"You're going to be punished, bitch," he said. "I'm not going to let you get away with that. You're going to have to learn your fucking place!"
He dropped her. At first Debbie couldn't believe it had happened. Her hands were still cuffed behind her. She was filled with panic. It took her a moment before she could realize she could stand on the bottom and push her head out of the water. She came up gasping for breath.
"I didn't say you could put your head up yet, bitch," her father told her.
She tried to move away from him but he grabbed her head and pushed her violently back under the water. Again she was filled with panic. She had always been scared of being under the water and he knew it. She was practically screaming when he jerked her head back up again. She gasped for breath only once before he pushed her head under the water again.
It was the worst kind of hell she could ever have imagined. She stayed under for a long time before he brought her back up again. His eyes looked hard as granite and she knew she could expect no mercy from him.
She no longer thought of escape. She only thought of how she might please her father so that he wouldn't hurt her anymore. She felt like she was going to die if he kept pushing her under.
"Please don't do it anymore," she whispered. "Oh, I'll do anything you want. I won't escape anymore. Please don't."
"Anything I want?" her father asked.
"Anything," Debbie answered. "Please don't push me under anymore. Please don't."
Ralph finally stopped pushing her head under water. He almost gently picked her up and carried her over to the lounge chairs by the pool. He put her down on the ground and went inside to get himself a beer. She hadn't moved when he came back out. A momentary thought of escape had passed through her mind but she had quickly pushed it out of her mind. She knew she no longer had the spirit to escape. She was still trembling in fear.
Her father came back outside and sat down on one of the chairs. He popped his beer and drank deeply. He sat looking at her for a few moments and then a slow smile came across his face.
"Stand up," he told her. "Come over here."
She stood up and went over to them. He reached out casually and tore the top of her halter top off. His hand covered one of her big, creamy titties. He squeezed it until she gasped in pain.
He slipped his hand down to her pussy and started rubbing his fingers back and forth along her pussy lips. The heat of his fingers went through her shorts. It made her squirm. It made her pussy lips puffy and uncomfortable.
She wondered what was starting to happen with the feelings in her body.
He pulled down the zipper of her shorts and then pulled them down to her knees. He hadn't allowed her to wear any panties. His fingers moved down her belly to her cunt-hairs. He started stroking them and she shivered.
"I don't know why you're making such a big deal out of it," her father told her. "You act like your cunt's made of pure gold. You could enjoy it if you'd just relax.
"Never," Debbie said.
The slow smile left his face and the granite eyes came back. For a moment she was afraid he was going to push her in the pool again. But he had other ideas. His hand moved down between her legs and he pushed a finger against her cunt lips. She closed her eyes and again thought about how much she hated her father.
"Still fighting it?" Ralph questioned. "But I bet you've played with her pussy before, haven't you?"
"No," she lied to him.
The truth was she had played with her pussy lots of times. It seemed disgusting to talk about out loud but there had been plenty of hot dates with her boyfriend and she'd had to have some satisfaction. Just the thought of telling him about those long lonely nights in bed made her sick to her stomach.
"I think I'd like to see you play with yourself now," her father told her. His eyes were glistening with excitement. She remembered that she had promised him anything and she couldn't refuse. She was just too afraid of him now.
He made her get down on the ground. He uncuffed her hands but he wasn't going to let her stay free. He went to the pool house and brought back a couple of long ropes and some pegs. He drove the pegs into the ground and tied her legs up spread wide apart.
Then he tied one of her arms down.
"All you need is one hand," he told her.
He sat back down on his lounge chair and picked up his beer. He was grinning lewdly as he looked at her. She knew he was looking right between the lips of her cunt.
"Play with yourself," he told her. "Use your fingers on your titty first. Make your nipple hard!"
It wasn't fair. She did not want to touch herself. Her body had already felt swollen and excited for a while. She knew that her fingers could only make her feel worse. She saw her father's face darken and she knew she had to obey.
She sighed as she moved her fingers down to her titty. She slowly stroked her nipple with one finger and her nipple grew up hard as rock. She was surprised by how quickly her titty seemed to start aching. That worried her because she did not know what was going to happen when her fingers touched her cunt.
"That's right, baby," he said. "Play with your tit. Show me how you play with your tit when you're in private."
Her fingers moved back and forth across her nipple until it seemed to be raw with hurting. She squeezed her tit. She realized that her breath was coming a little faster.
"Now move your hand down a little more," he commanded.
Her hand moved down her body. She stroked her belly. Her fingers rested inches from her cunt. She could see his cruel smile. She knew that he could tell that her pussy was already juicy.
"Go ahead, baby," he said. "Go ahead and play with your cunt. Put your fingers in your pussy!"
Part of her wanted to stop but part of her wanted to play with her pussy worse than she had ever wanted anything. Her fingers moved lower on her belly. She was touching her cunt-hair. She could feel that her pussy hair was sticky with her dripping juice.
"That's it, baby," he told her. "Stick your fingers in your cunt and play with yourself."
She groaned softly. Her fingers went down a little more. She touched her puffy cunt lips. She pushed one finger inside her cunt and it was like her entire body was suddenly on fire. It would not work to close her eyes this time. She could think of nothing else but the aching sweetness in her pussy.
She didn't have to be told to push another finger inside her pussy. She had two fingers in her cunt and she started moving them in and out. Already her cunt was moving up to meet the stroking of her fingers. Her fingers made sucking sounds as she pushed them in and out of her wet cunt.
"You're getting carried away, baby," he said. "Your pussy's getting real hot and you're getting carried away."
Her father had finished his beer. He dropped the can on the ground beside him. She could tell that he was really getting hot watching her. His cock was about to burst out of his trousers. He put his hand on his stiff prick and changed his position a little.
"Come on, baby," he told her. "Move those fingers. Get your pussy really hot!"
She no longer had to be told to do anything like that. Her body was on fire. Her fingers moved into her cunt as fast as she could. There was a fire growing in her belly that threatened to burn her fingers. She could feel her sticky juices already wetting her fingers.
She was almost there, but she hadn't even heard her father move. He came out of the chair quickly and he grabbed her hand. He jerked her hand up beside her head and tied it down like he'd done with her other. Then he calmly went back and sat down on the chair again.
"What are you doing?" Debbie asked. "Oh shit, don't make me stop now. What are you doing to me?"
"I'm trying to show you what a cunt you are, baby," he told her. "You're always walking around like your ass is made of gold. You're just a cunt like any other cunt!"
"Oh, don't leave me like this," she pleaded.
"What do you want? You want my cock?"
He had beaten her. At that moment she knew she wanted his cock more than she had ever wanted anything. There were tears in her eyes from wanting it so bad. She wished she could answer him but her mouth felt dry.
"I think that's what you want," Ralph said. "I think you want your father's cock!"
He was laughing at her, laughing at the animal he had made her become. She was shivering all over. He walked to her and knelt down and undid his trousers. He pulled them down. He wasn't wearing shorts.
She had never seen his cock looking as big, as brutal, as it did at that moment. The purplish cockhead was dripping cum and it was dripping on her thighs and on her pussy lips. It felt like boiling lava touching her skin.
"I'm going to fuck you, baby," he said. "I'm going to really give it to you."
"That's what I want," she whispered, licking her dry lips.
Her father moved forward until his swollen cock was pressed against her pussy. She moaned in pleasure as her father moved forward slowly and his huge cock split her cunt walls. He gave a quick thrust and his throbbing cock plunged all the way into the tight confines of her cunt.
"Oh shit, darling," he groaned. "You've got a good tight pussy. I'll never get enough of your sweet pussy!"
He started pushing his cock in and out of her pussy. He pushed his cock deep and rested for a second with his balls against her. Then he pulled his cock almost out of her before driving it back into her again.
She knew that this time he was going to make her come. She didn't like it. She was ashamed of herself. But her blood was slowly coming to a boil.
"That's the way to move your, ass," he groaned. "You know how to move your hot pussy. You're really good!"
She realized that she was lifting her ass for his short thrusts. He let his weight rest down on her so that she was touching every part of his lean, well-muscled body. She started rubbing her tits against his hard chest and lifting her ass higher for his thrusts.
"That's what I want, baby," he groaned. "Move that sweet ass. You know how to move. Now move your hot little ass!"
"Oh damn," she whispered. "You're making me feel crazy all over. Oh damn!"
She was no longer a good girl. The only thing she could think about was that delicious cock pounding her pussy. Already his cum was dripping inside her and she knew he wouldn't have long left.
"Fuck me harder," she whispered. "Fuck me like an animal!"
Debbie was completely out of control and she knew it. She would feel ashamed of herself in the morning, but all that mattered at that moment was his cock.
"I'm going to come!" she screamed. "Oh fuck, I'm going to come. I'm going to fucking come. Oh shiiiiiiit!"
It started as a slow explosion deep inside her belly. It seemed to grow until it was threatening to split her body apart. She had never experienced anything like it. Her juices started flooding his cock as her body jerked with spasms.
"Oh shit, you are a hot one," her father moaned. "I can hardly keep my cock inside you!"
The last spasm went through her body and she felt completely exhausted. Her father began pounding her pussy harder, as if he was going to tear her body in half.
"You bitch!" Ralph groaned. "You sweet bitch. I'm going to flood your cunt, you bitch. I'm going to flood your fucking cunt. Oh shit, it's good. It's so fucking good. Shiiiiit!"
He drove it into her hard and his prick started spurting thick wads of cum into her pussy. He drove his prick as deep as he could and left it there. His throbbing prick seemed to fill her body and the hot spurts of cum were like a soothing balm for her hot pussy.
"Oh damn, baby," he groaned finally. "You're even better than I dreamed you were. You're one fucking great piece of ass!"
Debbie's face blushed with heated shame and anger.
CHAPTER FOUR
"What are you acting so huffy about?" her father asked. "You can't tell me you didn't enjoy it?"
"You're an animal," she said.
"You were acting like an animal out there yourself."
She didn't bother to say anything else as she finished fixing lunch for them. Her father had made sure she still wasn't going to escape. He had chained her legs to the heavy kitchen table. Her hands were free to make lunch but she wouldn't go far with the big table trailing along behind her.
She found she wasn't hungry but she ate anyway. All the time her father watched her and she wished he had allowed her to put her clothes back on. There was something degrading about sitting there naked while he had all his clothes on.
It made her angry every time she thought about the way she had acted outside. He was right. She had turned into some kind of an animal there for a few moments. Her only excuse was that she had been scared to death and willing to do anything to keep from going back into the pool.
Now she had better control of herself. She was sure it would never happen again.
"You're a lot better fuck than your mother," Ralph said. "You move a lot better. Your mother doesn't like to move around so much."
"Please don't talk like that," she said.
"Why not? Don't you like to hear about your mother getting fucked? She might not like it as much as you do but she does what I tell her. She raises her skirt whenever I tell her. She knows better than to mess with me."
"Does she?"
"You don't sound like you've learned your lesson yet. I thought I had you walking along the right path outside. Now you're starting to sound like your old snotty self again."
"Just leave me alone," Debbie said. "Haven't you done enough to me already? Just wait until mother comes home."
She had forgotten how fast her father could get angry. She was taking a drink of tea and she saw his balled up fist coming at her. She tried to duck but she wasn't quick enough. He knocked her out of her chair and onto the floor.
"Don't ever threaten me, cunt," he said.
His fists were balled up and he was standing over her. Immediately she knew the same fear that she had known out by the pool. She remembered that her father was capable of hurting her severely. She was trembling.
"You just haven't learned your lesson yet," he told her.
"I've learned it," she said. "I have learned it. Oh, please don't hurt me anymore."
"I ought to beat the shit out of you, but I won't this time," Ralph said. "But you're going to have to learn to control that smart mouth of yours. Maybe I'll show you how your mouth can be used in a nicer way."
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"I think you already know what I mean," her father answered her.
Her father rubbed the front of his trousers suggestively and Debbie quickly got the idea. She knew the revulsion was showing on her face. She remembered all the things she had seen written on bathroom walls. The girls were always writing about other girls doing things like giving blow-jobs.
Debbie felt sick. Surely her own father could not expect her to give him a blow-job. Even the thought of it was disgusting but even more so because it was with her own father.
But she could tell that was what he had in mind.
"Don't make me do that," she whispered. "That's sick."
"You might enjoy it, baby."
"I won't," she said. "It'll make me sick. I'll throw up. You won't like it."
"I'd better like it, baby," Ralph told her. "Or it's back in the fucking pool with you. I can think of all kinds of games to play out there."
Her father reached out and caught her by her head. He wrapped his fingers tightly in her thick hair and he forced her down to her knees in front of him. He pulled her face between his legs. He forced her face against his crotch.
"Now take a good sniff of that cock, baby," he told her. "I want you to get used to it. You're going to end up loving it."
She felt sick to her stomach as she pressed her lips to the bulge in his trousers. She could almost smell the strong male odor of his cock. She felt it growing a little as her lips touched it. That made her nervous.
"Now you just move your lips all over it, baby," he told her. "You're going to be a great cock-sucker by the time I'm done with you. You're going to be gobbling cock like candy."
His words made her shiver. She couldn't move her head away. He kept pushing her in the direction he wanted her to go. In a few moments she gave up and she started using her lips on the bulge in his trousers. She moved her lips up and down the long length of it and she was glad he had trousers on and she wasn't really tasting his actual cockmeat.
However, she knew that wasn't going to last for long.
"Back up, baby," he said.
He pulled her head back a little. He let go of her head with one hand and reached down to the buckle on his belt. He reached down farther and pulled his zipper all the way down. He finished undoing his belt. He lifted up off the chair and worked his trousers down to his knees. Now his cock was bunched tightly in his shorts.
Ralph pulled her head back suddenly. She was smelling his strong male odor now in a way she never had before. She again moved her lips up and down his cock and his shorts started getting wet with his dripping cum.
"Your hands are free, baby," he told her. "You can have the pleasure of pulling my shorts down."
She wasn't sure that it was a pleasure but she knew she could not refuse him. She moved her hands up his legs and caught his trousers. She pulled his trousers down a little more and then moved her hands up to his shorts. She carefully pulled his shorts around her father's pulsating cock and then down his legs.
"Yeah, baby," he told her. "Now you got it free. Now take a good look at it. Put your face down and take a real good look!"
He jerked her head forward again. His hand felt steely and she couldn't pull away. She was really close to his prickhead. She could see that he still wasn't completely hard but his cock looked monstrous. The tiny blue veins seemed to be pulsating with pleasure. She licked her lips nervously.
"Put your lips against it, baby," he said.
"Kiss it. Show me how much you appreciate my cock!"
She didn't want to do it but she had no choice. His hand was pulling her closer. She was about to kiss her own father's naked cock! She had never dreamed that she would kiss any cock. It seemed disgusting. Her heart was pounding as her lips pressed closer. She kissed the tip of his cockhead.
His cock had a salty, meaty flavor. She drew her head back as if she had been burnt. She started shaking her head from side to side.
"Don't stop now, baby," Ralph said. "I'm not going to let you stop. I'm going to make you enjoy it."
"I'll never enjoy it," she said.
"But you're going to do it anyway," he commanded. His voice left no room for argument.
Again she was pulled back to his cockhead. She touched her lips against his swollen prickhead. She still didn't like the taste but she kissed his cockhead all over. She had cum on her lips and she licked it away. Again she was almost sick.
"Kiss it all over, baby," he told her. "Make love to my cock. You know how I want it. Make me feel good!"
Debbie kissed his cockhead again. She let her tongue slide along the pulsating shaft. He seemed to enjoy that. His body shivered. She pushed her tongue against the tiny little hole and he shivered again.
"That's the way, baby," he told her. "Use your tongue. I'm going to turn you into a cock-sucking bitch. I'm going to make you a better cock-sucker than your mother!"
Debbie doubted that her mother had ever sucked his cock, but there were a lot of things she was finding out about her parents. She would have never dreamed that her father could act like this!
She tried not to think about the things that could happen as she kept kissing and licking his cockhead. She kept tasting the salty cum and she knew he intended to come in her mouth. She knew she would be sick if he shot his wad in her mouth.
"Lick it all over, baby," he groaned. "Don't stay at my cockhead. Lick my cock all over!"
She started using her tongue around his swollen cockhead. She let her teeth nip at his sensitive ridge. She let her tongue lather his cockhead all over and then she started moving her tongue down the soft underside. She licked all the way down to his balls. She gently took one of his balls into her mouth and sucked on it for a moment.
"Oh shit," he moaned. "You're catching on fast. You're starting to catch on fucking fast!"
She sucked the entire sac into her mouth and started rolling the balls beneath her tongue. She was surprised that she was almost enjoying what she was doing. She was exciting her father. She could sense the growing heat in his body.
He was pulling at her head. She started moving her tongue back up his hard cock again. She kissed around his cockhead and then started using her tongue all over his swollen prickflesh.
"You're learning good, baby," he groaned. "Oh shit, you're doing that so fucking good!"
In just a few moments she had his entire cock covered with her glistening spit. His cock was throbbing with excitement and it was just as hard as it could get. There was cum dripping out of the tip and she kept licking it away. Her lips and chin began getting a little foamy from his leaking lubricating cream.
"You're so fucking fine, baby," he groaned. "You're so fucking fine. You know how to kiss a man's cock!"
Her tongue went down to his balls again. She started sucking on his balls once more and he slid down a little more in his chair and spread her legs a little wider.
"Get your head down there, baby," he said. "Underneath my balls. Lick my ass!"
She had to look up at him. She couldn't believe that he meant it. But he had. Already his hands were pressing her head into an awkward position.
"Get down there and lick it, baby," he told her. "I want your tongue down there. Lick my ass-hole."
Ralph was really degrading her. He was also hurting her neck by pushing her down. She was afraid he would leave her in that position until she did what he wanted. She couldn't stand it long.
She didn't like it but she began licking the crack of his ass. She somehow got down even farther, and her tongue lathered him good. He was making little gasping noises as she licked him.
"All right, baby," he told her. "Now back up top. Come on and lick my cockhead some more!"
His cockhead had gotten creamy with his cum. Debbie licked it away and discovered that she didn't hate the taste so much anymore. Perhaps she was developing a taste for it. The thought almost made her giggle.
"All right, baby," he said. "Take it in your mouth. Taste it good!"
She was hesitant. Now was the time she should take it into her mouth and she wasn't sure she could. She knew what was going to happen once she took his prick into her mouth. Sooner or later he was going to come in her mouth and she was going to have to swallow his salty jism.
"Don't wait," he told her. "Take it in your mouth. Take it in your fucking mouth!"
She opened her mouth. She slipped one hand up to his cock and she wrapped her fingers around the thick base. She lifted his cock to her lips. She gingerly took his cockhead between her lips. His cockhead tasted rubbery as it rolled against her teeth. She had to open her mouth a little wider.
She kept just his sensitive ridge inside her mouth. She held it there for a long time and her father didn't seem to be in any hurry. She closed her teeth around his sensitive cock. Each throb seemed to send a hot sensation through her body.
"Take it a little deeper, baby. You know you can do it. Don't be scared of it. It can give so much pleasure!"
She tried to make herself relax as she started sucking his cock a little deeper. She held it in the corner of her mouth for a moment. She could taste a little more of his cum. She let her teeth scrape his cockmeat and then started sucking his cock a little deeper.
"That's right, baby," he said. "Suck it deeper. Suck it all the way down your throat!"
She sucked it as deep as she could. She was surprised by how deep she could suck it. She caught his throbbing cockhead at the back part of her throat. His cock was dripping cum down her throat. She moved her head back and let his cock slide out of her mouth. She looked at it for a moment. She had never seen anything look so scary, but she knew he wasn't going to be satisfied with anything less than coming in her mouth.
"Put your mouth back on it, baby," he commanded. "Now suck it good. Bob that fucking head!"
She caught his meaty cock inside her mouth. She didn't try to spit it out again. Instead she started moving her head back and forth and tasting his cockhead at the back of her throat. She also felt his heavy balls touching her each time he thrust.
"Oh shit, baby," he groaned. "It feels fucking good. I'm feeling fucking good. I'm fucking your face!"
He reached both hands behind her head and started cramming his thick cock faster into her mouth. There was saliva and cum mixing from her mouth and wetting her chin. She kept sucking harder and faster, even though she knew he was going to come.
"Oh fuck, baby," he groaned. "Oh fucking shit. I'm going to come in your mouth. I'm going to shoot my slimy wad down your throat, bitch. Get ready, baby. Oh shiiiiit!"
Ralph drove his cock deep into her mouth. The first slimy drops touched her tongue. Then his cock seemed to grow inside her mouth and his cum started pouring down her throat. She gagged and spit a lot of his cum out. His hands tightened on the back of her head.
"Swallow it, bitch. Swallow it all!"
Debbie started swallowing the rest of his spurting cum. His cum did taste slimy going down the back of her throat. She kept swallowing as fast as she could.
Finally he gave one last thrust and the rest of his cum dripped into her mouth. She sucked for a few moments and then his cock started going limp and slipped out of her mouth.
"There, baby," he said. "I told you I would make a good cock-sucker out of you!"
CHAPTER FIVE
Debbie had the feeling that the day wasn't over when her father took her up to bed. This time he tied her down face down on the bed. It was not a very comfortable position.
"Why are you tying me up tonight?" she asked. "You know that I won't run away."
"The hell I do, baby. You'd be out the door the first chance you got. So I won't take a chance yet."
"Why are you tying me up this way?" she asked.
"I have my reasons," Ralph said. "Now you'd better get some rest. It might be a long night."
"What do you mean by that?" she asked.
"You're going to find out."
She didn't like the look on his face. She wondered what else her father could do to her that he hadn't already done and she couldn't think of anything.
But perhaps her father had a better imagination.
He turned the lights off and left her in the darkness. She couldn't sleep. It wasn't just her position. She was worried. She hadn't liked the look on her father's face when he had left.
She realized she wasn't worried anymore about him just fucking her. She was no longer a virgin and the last time had felt good. She would probably enjoy being fucked again. What worried her was what else he might have in mind.
She closed her eyes and tried to sleep but she kept waking up. She heard her father moving around downstairs a couple of times, and it kept making her wide awake.
She heard her father leave the house and she wondered where he was going. She hoped he wouldn't come back. She closed her eyes again and this time she drifted off to sleep.
She was right about her day not being over. Her father knew that her mother was due back soon and he wasn't wasting any time with her.
She heard her father's car coming into the driveway. He was opening the door. A moment later she heard him in the kitchen. He was walking up the stairs. She could hear him stumble and she wondered if he had been drinking.
He opened her door and stepped inside. Immediately she could smell the beer on his breath. He had been drinking and pretty heavily. He had another beer in his hand.
"Hello, darling," her father said. "Are you asleep?"
"I'm not asleep," she said.
"That's great. I've been out making plans for us."
"Plans?" she asked. "What kind of plans?"
"Don't worry about it," he told her. "You'll love it. Now how about a drink? Take one. You're going to need it!"
He poured the beer in her face and she had to drink to keep from gagging. She kept swallowing it down and the cold beer burned like fire all the way down. He sat down on the edge of the bed and let his hand move down her back. He caressed her ass-cheeks.
"Have I ever told you that you have a beautiful ass?" he told her.
"No," she answered.
"You do have a beautiful ass. A really beautiful ass. I bet you've got the nicest-looking ass in town. I've seen a lot of them and yours is the best. Nice and firm!"
His hand cupped her ass-cheeks. She squirmed a little. He moved his fingers to the crack of her ass. He pushed one finger into her tight ass-hole and she squirmed to get away from him.
"You know I've always wondered about fucking a woman in the ass," Ralph said. "I've never tried it before. I didn't want to hear all that screaming. But your ass is just too much to resist."
"You can't mean you want to do that to me?" she said.
She almost went into complete shock. This was the last thing she would have dreamed of! This was really sick. She had given him his blow-job but what he had in mind now was sickening. She couldn't let him do that.
But Debbie realized just how helpless she was as she started tearing at the ropes that held her. She was frantic but it wasn't enough. She wasn't strong enough to tear those ropes off.
All the time her father casually played with her ass.
"Such a sweet, beautiful ass," he told her.
"Don't do this to me," she pleaded.
Her father was not the kind of man to listen to her cries for mercy. He had already proved that. She could see the glint of hardness in his eyes and she knew he wasn't going to listen this time.
Ralph slid his other hand underneath her and started massaging her titty. It had an effect on her. It made her titty a little achy as soon as he started playing with her.
"I keep saying you're a hot bitch," he said. "I keep proving it to you, baby. Right now you're starting to hurt!"
She hated it when he was right. There was an aching feeling in the pit of her stomach. She didn't like the way she was suddenly pushing her cunt against the bed. She could feel her pussy juices starting to drip on the bed.
Her father knew what was happening. He laughed softly and he moved a finger around her ass-cheeks and then underneath her to her puffy cunt lips.
"You like it, baby," he said. "You like my fingers and my cock and it doesn't matter where I put them."
"Not in my ass, please," she begged him.
"Please don't do that to me!"
He only laughed at her. She was completely in his power and there was no way she could get away. She kept squirming against the bonds but she had the feeling that the movement of her ass only made her father more excited.
Ralph leaned over and kissed her cheek. He let his tongue run down her cheek to her shoulder. She shivered as his wet tongue moved down her back to her ass-cheeks. He moved his tongue back up to her neck again.
"I'm going to make you feel real good, baby," he told her. "You just wait and see!"
He leaned his weight against her. His hands moved underneath her and he cupped her tits. He started squeezing them gently and running his fingertips across her nipples. In a few moments her body was shivering with desire. She didn't like the way her father could do this to her.
"Yeah, you like that," he told her. "I'm going to make you even hotter before it's over!"
He rolled off of her. He moved his hand down her back to her ass-cheeks again. He pushed a finger against her ass-hole and made her squirm. He moved his hand a little farther around her and found her cunt lips.
He gently pushed one finger into her cunt and started moving his finger around inside her. He was touching every part of her cunt and it was making her shiver all over. He pushed another finger inside her cunt. He started thrusting his two fingers in and out of her cunt quickly.
"Now I'm finger-fucking you," he told her. "I'm finger-fucking your sweet pussy. Don't you like this, baby?"
"I do like it," she whispered.
Another finger was thrust into her cunt. He was moving them in and out quickly now. His fingers started getting wet with her juices. Her pussy juices were wetting her cunt-hairs. She was starting to feel sopping wet.
"You're moving your ass, baby," he said. "You act like you're trying to get off the bed!"
She knew he was laughing at her but she was getting hot. She couldn't help herself. She had fought it so long and now it seemed like she couldn't control her feelings.
He started bringing his fingers up a little so that the edges of his fingers rubbed her clitty. Each rubbing movement sent shivers of excitement through her body.
"You getting real hot, baby?" he asked her.
"Yes, you bastard," she answered him.
He stopped playing with her cunt. He stood up slowly and started taking off his clothes. His cock wasn't hard at all. He reached down and shook his prick as if he was surprised.
"Damn!" he said. "I guess I did have a little bit too much to drink tonight."
Debbie breathed a thankful sigh. She thought that she was going to get out of it, at least for tonight. But her assumption was premature. He moved closer to the bed and started rubbing his limp cock against her face. She quickly turned her face away. She was looking at the blank wall on the other side of her bed. He put his hand in her hair.
"Don't be like that, baby," he said. "Come on. You know what I want. You did it for me this afternoon. You sucked my prick. Now all I want is for you to make it hard!"
"Just let me suck you off," she begged him.
"Did you like the taste?" Ralph asked. "Did you get off sucking my cock?"
"Oh yes," she whispered.
She was lying to him, but she would have done anything to keep that huge cock away from her ass-hole. She would have sucked him off a dozen times. All she could think of was the pain he would cause her.
"Get it hard, bitch," he told her. "I know you really like my cock so get it fucking hard!"
He moved closer. She had the thought that maybe she could get him so hot that he wouldn't want to take it out of her mouth. She was sick at the thought but she knew she had to do something.
She practically jumped out at his cock. She caught his limp cock in her mouth and took it deep into her mouth. She started sucking lustily at his prickflesh.
"That's the way, baby," he groaned. "Try to suck that fucking thing off. Go after my cock!"
She could tell that the hungry way she was going after his cock was exciting him. She kept using her tongue and teeth on his prick and his prick started getting hard. She caught his cockhead in the corner of her mouth and she sucked as hard as she could. She didn't know all the things her mouth could do to cause a man's pleasure but she tried to do anything she could think of.
"You sweet bitch," he moaned. "You're trying to suck my cock off. I know what you're doing but it sure feels good!"
She used her tongue on his hot cockflesh for a few moments. She drew her head back and let her teeth skim his hot cock. She sucked it deep into her throat again. She started bobbing her head and letting her teeth scrape his feverish cockflesh.
"You're making me feel so fucking good!" Ralph groaned.
She was sucking his cock as deep as she could. He didn't have to make any movement. She kept feeling his cock getting harder until finally it was rigid and he made no attempt to draw it out of her mouth. She could taste his dripping cum, and that drove her to suck him harder. He would not be able to fuck her ass if she sucked all his cum out.
"You're making me crazy," he groaned. "You're making me so fucking crazy!"
He put his hands against her head and she tried to suck harder. She didn't want him taking his cock out of her mouth. His hands tightened on her head and he somehow managed to push her head away from his prick. His prick rubbed against her face before he drew back.
"Come in my mouth," she begged him. "I want to taste your cum. I'll swallow it all this time. Please don't fuck my ass-hole. It'll hurt."
"Only if you don't relax, baby," he told her.
He moved onto the bed. His weight bore her tighter against the bed. She kept begging until there were tears in her eyes. He moved so that his cock was between her legs. He pushed his cockhead up until it was pushing against her cunt.
"I'm going to put it in your pussy first," he said. "I'm going to fuck your hot pussy!"
"Oh yes," she moaned. "Put it in my pussy. Please put it in my pussy!"
Debbie had changed a lot from the shy young virgin he had first raped, but she was willing to do anything to keep him away from her ass-hole. He gently moved his cockhead until it was positioned against her pussy. She started shaking her ass wildly until she got his prickhead inside her pussy. She was satisfied that she had his cock inside her pussy. Now she knew she was going to fuck his brains out. She knew he wouldn't want to take his prick out of her cunt once she started moving her ass.
"Put it in me deep," she moaned. "Put your big cock in me deep. I want to feel it deep!"
Ralph gave her just what she needed. He drove his throbbing prick deep into her pussy. His cockhead went so deep that she thought he had torn a new hole through her. He rested for a moment. Every inch of his cock was wedged solidly inside her.
"Now fuck me," she whispered. "Fuck me hard!"
He began fucking her with hard, deep strokes. She kept thinking that she could get him to come in her pussy and not in her ass. She started wiggling her ass-cheeks against him. His cock was getting deeper inside her.
"That's fucking nice," she moaned. "So damned nice. Give it to me harder!"
He was pounding her body into the bed. She was excited but she couldn't completely relax because she kept trying to give him pleasure. She started tightening her cunt walls against his prick.
His cock was really growing inside her but now he was pulling it out of her and she knew what was going to happen next.
"Don't do it," she moaned. "Oh, please don't do it. Don't put your cock in my ass!"
"Just relax, baby," he assured her. "It won't hurt for long."
She kept begging him not to do it but he wasn't listening. He took a pillow and pressed it underneath her so that her ass would stand up a little more. He worked one finger into her ass-hole and even that felt snug.
"I've been dreaming about this for so long," he said. "I've wanted your ass for so long!"
There was nothing she could do to stop him. He changed his position and pressed his cock between the cheeks of her ass. He raised up a little and placed his swollen cockhead directly against her tight ass-hole.
"Don't do it, damn you," she screamed.
"Just relax, baby," he told her. "It might not hurt so bad if you just relax!"
She knew she couldn't relax but she couldn't do anything about it. He was pressing against her ass-hole hard. His cockhead popped into her ass-hole and she screamed in pain. She was tighter than hell. He pushed again and more than half his cock went into her ass.
"You're tight, baby," he groaned. "I don't think I've ever felt anything so tight around my cock. It fits like a glove!"
He kept pressing hard. His cock went all the way inside her and again she screamed in pain. His balls were against her ass-cheeks and she started wiggling to get away from him. She quickly realized that she was only exciting him more.
He had stopped moving and she was glad of that. There was fire in her ass-hole. Any movement and she was sure that she would have been torn apart. He was giving her time to relax. It seemed like forever before she could.
Finally he started to move his cock in and out of her ass-hole with slow strokes.
"I'm fucking your ass," her father groaned. "I can't believe I'm finally doing it. I'm fucking your tight ass-hole!"
Ralph slipped his hands underneath her and grabbed her tits. He held onto them tightly and he started shoving his prick into her a little faster. She was relaxing a little more. It didn't hurt as much as it did. She still didn't like it but it wasn't going to kill her as she'd feared. She was going to live through it.
He kept a good grip on her tits as he started sliding his cock even deeper into her ass-hole. She found herself pushing back against him a little. That way she rubbed her cunt against the bed.
"Yeah, you like it," her father said. "You're turning into a real cunt, baby. A real cunt!"
He moved his hand down her body. His fingers started playing around with her cunt. She wished she had better control of herself. She still felt a lot of hate for her father but she also couldn't control the things he made her feel.
"In your cunt, baby," he told her. "I've got my fingers in your cunt and my cock up your ass!"
He did push his fingers into her cunt. He started working three fingers in and out of her pussy with the same rhythm of his thrusting cock.
She didn't think it was possible but she was starting to like the pressure of his fingers and cock. It was almost like having two cocks at once. Her cunt was dripping juice all over his fingers. Her pussy started making wet sounds as he finger-fucked her.
"Mother fuck," her father yelled. "Oh shit, I'm getting there. It feels so good that it hurts."
"Not yet," Debbie whispered. "Oh, not yet!"
She was trying to catch up with him but she'd waited too long. He had started driving his prick deeper into her ass-hole and she could already feel his cock growing. The sound of his balls slapping her sounded like gunshots.
"Oh shit, baby," he moaned. "I'm going to fucking come. I'm going to blow my fuckingg wad. Oh, fucking shiiiiiit!"
Her father drove his prick into her ass-hole as deeply as he could. His prickhead seemed to grow and then his cum was spurting deep into her ass-hole. He seemed to have a gallon of cum as it kept spurting into her tight ass-hole.
Finally Ralph groaned and fell on top of her. She thought he would keep moving his fingers but he didn't. Instead he rolled away from her and a second later she could hear him snoring.
"Damn you," she whispered. "Damn you! You could have taken care of me. You could have done that at least."
There were tears of frustration and anger running down her face.
She hoped she would be able to pay her father back someday-somehow.
CHAPTER SIX
"You look beautiful this morning, baby," her father said.
Debbie looked at him with daggers in her eyes. Early that morning her father had awakened her and made her shower. Then he had dressed her in a pair of panties and a pretty white nightgown that belonged to her mother. He had taken her downstairs to the living room and handcuffed her arms and then tied a rope to the handcuffs. He suspended the rope from the ceiling and pulled her arms up until they were above her head.
"Why are you doing this?" she asked.
"We're going to have a party this morning," her father said. "I've invited a guest."
"A guest?"
"That's right, baby," he said. "A guest. Someone I've known for a very long time. Now don't worry about a thing. We're going to have a good time."
She shuddered. She was beginning to understand the way her father thought. He had some strange ideas about having a good time. Her ass was still a little sore from the night before. She was feeling uncomfortable with her arms above her head.
It seemed like a long time before she heard the front door open. There was a whisper of voices in the living room. She kept silent until the door opened and she saw who was coming in.
"Mrs. Johnson!" Debbie said, in shock and in relief.
Vicky Johnson was in her thirties and she was one of Debbie's teachers. Vicky was a tiny, dark-haired woman with a nice face and figure. Debbie had never noticed how really big Vicky's tits were but she noticed now because the woman had on a tight-fitting halter top and very short shorts.
Vicky stopped as if she hadn't been expecting to see Debbie. For a moment she could only stand and stare at Debbie. Then her face got flushed and she licked her lips nervously.
"Oh, Mrs. Johnson," Debbie said. "My father is treating me like a slave. He's been treating me horribly. He's been doing awful things to me."
"Lots of things," her father agreed.
"I don't know if I can go through with this, Ralph," Vicky said. "She looks so young and scared. I mean, I know what I told you but now I don't know!"
"You can go through with it," he said. "It won't be that hard when it starts. Don't you think she's beautiful!"
"I think she's very beautiful," Vicky said.
"You just stay here and admire her for a while," Ralph said. "I'm going to get us both a beer."
Her father walked out and left them alone. Vicky seemed a little ill at ease. She walked to the couch and sat down. Debbie had been hoping that Vicky would release her the moment that her father was out of the room. Now she wasn't too sure what was going on.
"Couldn't your let me go?" Debbie finally asked.
"Your father wouldn't like that," Vicky said, shrugging.
"But he's treating me like an animal."
"Your father's like that," Vicky said. She shrugged again. "I guess that's why I go for him so much. He treats me like some kind of animal. It makes me hot as hell to be treated that way."
Debbie's eyes widened in shock. She would have never guessed that Vicky Johnson was anything more than a young, happily married school teacher. There had never been any talk about her like there had been about other women in town.
"You mean that you've been in bed with my father?" Debbie asked.
Vicky laughed. "You sound so prim and proper. I've been more places than bed with your father. The back seat of my car. My classroom closet a couple of times. Anyplace he wants me, actually. Your father's a stud."
There were so many things happening to Debbie lately that she couldn't get used to it. She couldn't believe this woman was talking about fucking her father as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
Her father came back into the room with his two beers. He sat down on the couch and handed Vicky hers. She drank it down quickly and her face was flushed again.
"What's the matter?" Debbie's father asked.
"I just don't know about this," Vicky answered.
"You agreed to it last night," he reminded her.
"You know I'll agree to anything when you're eating my pussy. But this isn't right."
"It's right if I say it is. Do you want some more beer?"
"No thanks," she whispered.
He put his arm around Vicky's shoulders. Vicky turned her head immediately and he gave her a long kiss. Debbie saw his hand come up and he started massaging her titty through the fabric of her thin halter top.
Vicky didn't pull away as Debbie might have expected her to. Instead she pressed herself closer to his body and she put her arms around Ralph's head tightly. She kissed his mouth long and hard and then pushed her body so that her big tits rubbed his chest.
"You sure kiss good," he told her.
"You make me crazy when you kiss me," she said.
He kissed her again and his hand moved around to her back and casually unhooked her halter top. Vicky pulled back and let the halter top fall away from her pert tits.
"Damn, woman!" he said. "You really have a nice-looking set. I could chew on those tits all day long!"
He bent his head to Vicky's tits. Debbie could hear him making sounds as he started sucking at the young woman's tits. His mouth was dripping saliva and Vicky had already started making noises of pure pleasure.
Vicky started stroking his head. Her fingers finally stopped stroking and she simply grabbed the back of his head. She pulled his face closer to her tits. Her body was trembling violently.
"Damn," he said. "You really get into this, don't you? You really like having your tits sucked?"
"You know I do," she moaned.
His mouth was back on her tits again. He was moving his hot lips from one luscious titty to the other. At the same time he moved his hand up between her thighs and started stroking her cunt through her shorts.
"You're making me feel so good," Vicky moaned.
It was also doing something for Debbie. She could feel little tingles of pleasure going up and down her spine. She was shuddering each time her father made a sucking noise with his mouth.
"Let's take your shorts off," he told Vicky.
"Oh damn," Vicky said. "I don't want to do this but you know I can't resist anything you want!"
Ralph wasn't listening to her. He was already undoing the buttons on her shorts and sliding them down her plump thighs. She was wearing flesh-colored panties and he quickly rolled them down her thighs. He turned her slightly and Debbie knew it was because of her. She was looking right between the lips of Vicky's pink cunt. Debbie did not want to look but there was something fascinating about another woman's cunt. She didn't look away even when her father's hand moved up the inside of Vicky's thighs.
"What do you want, baby?" Ralph asked.
"I want you to play with my pussy," Vicky answered. "You know that's what I want. Please play with my pussy!"
Debbie's father laughed as he slid his hand all the way up Vicky's thighs and started stroking her pussy lips. He slowly pushed apart her cunt lips with one rough finger. He drove his finger into her pussy all the way to his knuckle.
He bent down and started sucking on Vicky's tit again. His red tongue washed her nipple before he took it completely inside his mouth and started making chewing motions with his mouth. At the same time he started working his finger in and out of her hot pussy.
Vicky seemed to go crazy. Her ass was moving all over the bed. Her cunt seemed to be sucking at his stroking finger. She made little gasping sounds as her pussy sucked at his fingers.
Debbie had the feeling that her father was doing all this for her benefit but she couldn't figure out why. Her father wasn't all that interested in Vicky. Vicky was a beautiful woman but she was too willing. Her father was interested in her right now and he was putting on a show.
Vicky was getting close. Her eyes were closed and there was a hot expression on her face. Her ass was jumping off the couch as she met the thrust of his fingers.
"Oh no you don't," he said. "Not yet. I've got other plans for you."
"Don't stop now," Vicky moaned.
"No, baby," he told her. "This isn't what you came for."
He took his fingers out of Vicky's pussy. His fingers made a soft plopping sound. He looked over at Debbie and he licked his lips.
Debbie felt a shiver going up her spine. She still wasn't quite sure what was going on but it was making her nervous as hell.
"Do I really have to do this?" Vicky asked.
"You know you'll enjoy it," he said. "You told me you enjoyed it once before."
"That was a long time ago and it was with a young girl at college. We hardly knew what we were doing. It was kind of quick and not all that satisfying. I wish I'd never told you about it."
"You told me about it because you knew I'm the kind of guy who would arrange such things."
Debbie was beginning to get an idea about what was going on and she didn't like any of it. She saw Vicky shrug her shoulders and then get up off the couch. Vicky walked toward her.
"Don't touch me," Debbie warned.
"I've got to do it," Vicky said. "Your father wants to see a show. It won't be so bad."
"This is sick. Stay away from me!"
Debbie was scared to death. She started pulling on her ropes but there was no way she was going to be able to rip them down. She could feel her body trembling as she moved as far back as she could.
"Don't run away from me," Vicky said. "I won't be so bad. It won't be bad."
Debbie could see that Vicky was actually enjoying the idea of what she was about to do. Her face was flushed and she was breathing heavily. She drew close enough so that Debbie could see the other woman's eyes glistening with excitement.
"You are beautiful," Vicky said. "Such beauty. Such, big round tits and pretty body. I bet your father picked out this nightgown. It makes your nipples stand out hard!"
Gently Vicky put her hand on Debbie's tits. Debbie couldn't jerk away as Vicky started massaging the large titties. Her hands were knowing, experienced. She moved her fingers across Debbie's nipples and it made Debbie jerk with pleasure.
"You're going to like it," Vicky said. "I promise you that!"
Vicky stepped back. She undid the ribbon at Debbie's neck. It was the only thing holding the nightgown on. The nightgown floated to the floor and Debbie was left in nothing but a pair of green panties. The color matched her eyes.
"So gorgeous," Vicky said. "Maybe I'm going to enjoy this more than I thought I would."
Vicky moved her hands up Debbie's body. She softly pinched the hard nipples and Debbie gasped. Vicky's hands cupped the titties and she started squeezing as hard as she could. Debbie's body was trembling and she couldn't seem to control it.
"Suck them," her father said. "I want to see you suck on her big titties!"
"All right," Vicky agreed.
Vicky didn't seem to need much encouragement to do as he wanted. She bent her head down. Her red lips caught Debbie's nipple gently and she half sucked it into her mouth. She left it there for a few moments and then just brought her teeth together. She pulled her head back and looked at the swollen nipple.
"I'm making you feel good," Vicky said. "I know I am. I'm going to make you feel a lot better!"
Vicky lowered her head again. This time she opened her mouth wide and took a lot of Debbie's creamy titty into her mouth. Debbie groaned in pleasure as Vicky sucked her hard. Her tits had been sucked but not with this much experience. It seemed like Vicky could not get enough of sucking her titty-flesh.
She looked over Vicky's shoulder and she could see her father. He had gotten himself another beer and had sat down on the couch.
He was rubbing his cock as he watched the show. She could see that his swollen prick was already pushing at his trousers.
"Suck on those titties good," he said. "Really suck on them. Suck her titties, Vicky!"
Vicky moaned as she started really sucking at Debbie's tits. She was sucking the creamy titty-flesh deep into her mouth and using her teeth against the excited titty.
"Don't, please," Debbie moaned. "Don't do that."
Vicky's mouth only sucked harder. She started moving her lips from one luscious titty to the other. Her teeth kept nipping at the vibrant titty-flesh. She pulled her mouth back and let her tongue brush against the hard, throbbing nipple.
"Do you like that, baby?" Vicky asked.
"I don't like it," Debbie lied. "Please, I don't. Please stop doing that!"
She heard Vicky laugh softly and she knew Vicky wasn't going to stop. Vicky started sucking again. This time she moved her hand down the front of Debbie's body and between her legs. She touched between Debbie's legs. Her fingers gripped Debbie's pussy and she began pushing against the teenager's excited cunt.
Debbie could see what her father was doing. He had stood up and he was undressing. His cock looked swollen with lust as he rolled his trousers down his legs.
"Go ahead and do what you came here for," her father said. "Get down on your knees!"
Debbie had known it was coming and she tried to fight. But there was nothing she could do as Vicky rolled her panties down her long legs. Debbie was forced to kick them off. Vicky's tongue started moving down Debbie's trembling body, stopping at the nipple for a moment. Then Vicky was going down on her knees. Her face pressed forward into Debbie's cunt.
"Oh no," Debbie whispered. "You can't do this. Don't do this to me, please!"
"Just relax," Debbie's father told her. "Just relax and everything will be all right!"
Debbie clamped her thighs together. She could stop Vicky from getting into her pussy that way. She didn't realize how much Vicky wanted to do it. Vicky spent a long time kissing and licking at Debbie's cunt-hairs. Debbie was starting to get wet. Vicky moved her tongue in between Debbie's thighs. Debbie's pussy throbbed and she opened her legs almost by accident.
Immediately Vicky's tongue started moving back and forth along Debbie's plump cunt lips. Debbie groaned again. She tried to move away but Vicky's tongue followed. Vicky's tongue somehow slipped between the lips of Debbie's cunt.
"I can't do her this way," Vicky complained.
"I'll help things along," Ralph said.
Her father's cock was still hard as rock as Debbie watched him walk over to them. He reached up and unhooked the rope from the ceiling and let her down slowly. Debbie's legs gave way and she landed on her back. Her father grabbed her head and forced her down.
"Now spread your legs," her father said.
"No," Debbie protested.
"Spread your fucking legs, bitch," her father said.
Debbie spread her legs slowly. She was afraid of her father. She was also afraid of what this woman could make her feel. She heard Vicky's cry of delight as the young woman's face dropped down between her legs. The young woman started licking at Debbie's cunt. Her tongue brushed up and down her plump pussy lips.
"Stick your tongue in her deep," Ralph demanded. "Make her hot little ass squirm!"
"Oh yes," Vicky said. "I want to do that."
Debbie moaned as Vicky's tongue slid into her pussy lips. Vicky started moving her tongue all around the inside of Debbie's cunt. Debbie could have moved away but she couldn't have gone far because of her handcuffs but she could have moved away. She no longer had the energy to get away.
Vicky knew how to use her tongue. She slid her tongue up to touch Debbie's clitty and Debbie thought she was going to go out of her mind with pleasure. Vicky's tongue brushed all around Debbie's clitty. Then she slowly sucked it into her mouth. She started sucking on the swollen clitty until Debbie's ass was moving slowly with excitement.
"She loves it," her father said. "I had the feeling she would enjoy it. I know my daughter!"
"Damn you," Debbie said.
She still hated what she was doing but she couldn't stop the heat going through her body. She started moving her ass again. Debbie could feel the school teacher's tongue thrusting deeper into her wet pussy. Debbie knew that Vicky was tasting her juices but she didn't seem to mind.
"Oh fuck," Debbie moaned. "Oh fuck, I'm going to come. Oh shit, it feels so good. I'm going to fucking come. Oh fuuuuck!"
Debbie started coming. She was twisting all over the bed as the sweet spasms of pleasure shook her body. It was at that moment that she began to realize she was changing. Her father really was making a hot cunt out of her.
The last few shivers went through her body and she finally relaxed. Vicky kept her mouth there for a long time before she moved and then it was with reluctance.
No matter what Vicky said she would never be able to convince Debbie that Vicky didn't enjoy sucking pussy!
CHAPTER SEVEN
Her father's cock was still hard. It was throbbing hotly as he brushed it against her face and she felt his sticky cum wetting her skin. He brushed it around her lips and she didn't turn her head away. Instead she surprised him by opening her mouth and letting his cock slide inside.
She did it partly because she wanted to pleasure him and partly because she wanted to taste his cock.
Debbie let his swollen cockhead slide over her tongue and into the back of her throat. She clamped her lips tightly around the base of his cock and started moving her head up and down.
"You sure do like the taste of cock," he told her.
She really was beginning to like the taste of her father's cock. She kept sucking it deep into the back of her throat and tasting his salt-flavored cum.
Vicky was still on her knees and now she moved around to the side. Debbie noticed her coming close and licking at her father's heavy, cum-filled balls. Debbie started sucking harder at his big cock. She suddenly wanted to take his cock just as deep as she could. She wanted to feel his cockhead at the back of her throat. She kept bobbing her head and there was the taste of cum on her tongue. Her father pushed her away before she could do anymore.
"Not yet," her father said. "First, I've got other plans. Not quite yet, bitches."
Her father grabbed Debbie and started jerking her up to her feet. He practically carried her upstairs to the bedroom Vicky was following. Her father let go of Debbie and she dropped down on the bed.
"I haven't seen everything I wanted to see," her father said. "First, I want to see you do Vicky."
"I couldn't do that," Debbie protested.
"You will do it, bitch!" her father said. "It's about fucking time you learned your lesson. You do everything I tell you to do!"
"Not that," Debbie said.
Her father reached down and jerked her over on her face. He uncuffed her and then tied her hands out in front of her. He then did the same with her feet. She didn't hear him doing anything else and she turned her head. He had left the room but Vicky was still there.
"Please do what he tells you to do," Vicky said. "He'll only hurt you if you don't."
"I bet you'd like that," Debbie said. Debbie's voice sounded cruel but she couldn't help that. "You like getting your nose into another woman's pussy. Well, I won't do it!"
"He'll just hurt you," Vicky said.
"How can he hurt me anymore than he already has?" Debbie asked.
"You'd be surprised."
Her father returned and she was surprised. He carried an ugly-looking leather whip. She had never seen it before and it made her blood run cold. She was shivering as her father dropped the end of the whip down and let it touch her back.
"I've been good to you, baby," he said. "I've been gentle. Well, I'm through being gentle, bitch. I'm going to give you a lesson you won't forget."
"Please, Daddy," she begged.
She kept begging him but he wasn't saying anything. He was breathing heavily as he lifted the whip and snapped the end against her back. It hurt like hell.
"This doesn't break the skin, baby," he said. "It just hurts like hell. You're going to remember this!"
He didn't hit her with the whip the second time. He moved closer and placed the wooden end of the whip against her cunt. He pushed and the handle went into her cunt a little. He moved it around inside her cunt and it made her shiver.
He took it out of her and once again brought the whip against her back. She yelled in pain. He drew it back and snapped it against her pretty ass-cheeks a couple of times. Then against the back of her legs. He kept it up until his arms were tired and Debbie felt like her body was on fire.
He then flipped Debbie over onto her back and fastened her arms and legs again. He didn't hit her front with the whip. Instead he reversed it and started rubbing the wooden handle against her cunt again.
"Are you going to do what I tell you?" he asked. "Are you tired of fighting me?"
"Oh yes," she whispered.
"You forgot the example I taught you at the pool," he said. "I hope you won't forget this."
"I won't," she promised. "I really wont."
There were tears in her eyes. She knew she had no spirit to resist left. There was nothing inside her except a willingness to do whatever her father told her to do.
"Come here, Vicky, and feed her some titty," he said.
Vicky's eyes were alive with excitement. She came slowly to the bed. She knelt on the bed and bent so that her small red nipples hung inches from Debbie's face.
Debbie wanted to turn her head away but she was too scared. Her father still held the whip. She watched the rubbery nipple come closer to her lips. She had never dreamed she would ever allow anything like this to happen.
"Just suck it a little," Vicky moaned. "You never know. You might like it."
Debbie didn't say anything. She simply opened her mouth and tasted the rubbery nipple sliding across her tongue. She didn't turn her head away as Vicky pushed more of her creamy titty into Debbie's mouth.
"Now suck on it, Debbie," Vicky moaned. "Show me how much you enjoy sucking titty."
Debbie began to suck. It was not as bad as she had thought it was going to be. She was not completely sickened at sucking her titty. She almost enjoyed the way the nipple started to harden against her tongue.
"Oh yes," Vicky moaned. "That's what I like. You know how to make me feel good!
Vicky pulled her titty away and then moved her other nipple against Debbie's lips. Debbie sucked her titty into the back of her throat. She let her teeth nip around the creamy titty-flesh. Vicky groaned and started pressing back into Debbie's mouth again. She seemed determined to push almost all of her sweet-tasting titty into the younger girl's mouth.
"Suck it all, baby," Vicky moaned. "You know you like it. Oh shit, that does feel good."
It was very different than sucking a man's cock. There was a fresh taste to the creamy flesh. She could feel the nipple getting hard as rock and the titty start to feel swollen and achy. It also made her hotter to see how turned on her father was getting. His prick was still so hard and he sat down on the edge of the bed.
His cock brushed against Debbie's thighs and she thought she felt some of his sticky cum. Ralph was watching like he couldn't believe it was happening. His eyes were excited.
"Suck them, baby," he groaned. "Suck her fucking tits. Oh shit, I never dreamed I'd see anything like this."
Debbie didn't know why she wanted to but she started sucking harder at Vicky's tits. She started sucking them deep into her throat and letting her teeth scrape a little harder. Debbie had the feeling that she knew what all of this was going to lead to, but somehow she couldn't stop it.
"Suck my tits," Vicky moaned. "Oh yes, I like that. Oh yes, suck my fucking tits!"
Now her saliva was running down both sides of her mouth as she kept sucking on the sweet titties. She sucked as hard as she could. She made tiny noises in the back of her throat and she knew she was turning her father on even more.
"Oh fucking shit," he groaned. "My cock's hard as a rock. It's so damned exciting seeing my daughter suck tit."
Her father put his hand on Debbie's belly. Debbie knew that he must have felt her trembling and realized that she was actually getting excited sucking Vicky's tits. He laughed at her.
His fingers moved down until he was resting his palm against her pussy hair. She couldn't help pushing her cunt up at his hand.
"What's the matter, baby?" he asked. "You like that? Your pussy getting warm?"
He laughed at her again as he moved his hand down. He touched between her thighs. At that moment she wished she could have closed her thighs around his hand. Even the edge of his hand felt good against her swollen pussy lips.
"Yeah, you like it," he said. "You really like it. You're hotter than your mother ever was!"
Vicky was making soft moaning noises in the back of her throat and now it was obvious that she wanted more. It scared Debbie to death when Vicky pulled her tits away.
"Do you know what I'm going to do?" Vicky asked.
"No," Debbie answered.
"I'm going to sit on your face and there's nothing you can do to stop me. I'm going to grind my pussy right down in your face and you're going to make me come!"
Debbie swallowed nervously. She looked at her father as she started to appeal for mercy. She knew that no mercy would be coming from him. He was stroking his cock with one hand while he played with her pussy lips with his other.
"Have you ever eaten pussy before?" Vicky asked.
"Of course not," she answered. "Please don't make me do this. I'm going to be sick."
"You're not going to be sick," Vicky said. "You're going to enjoy it. I'm going to teach you how to love sucking pussy!"
Debbie shuddered as the older woman straddled her neck. Vicky was looking down into her face with a lewd grin. Her own hands moved down to caress her aching tits. She moved her body up a little and Debbie was suddenly smelling the tangy aroma of her cunt.
Vicky knew that Debbie would probably try to move her head and Vicky was not going to have that. Vicky grabbed both sides of Debbie's head and held her solidly as she lifted up.
Debbie was looking up into the pink petals of Vicky's cunt. Some of Vicky's cunt juices were leaking down on her face. She tried to move her face to the side but Vicky held her tightly.
"Taste my cunt, bitch," Vicky moaned.
Vicky sat down on Debbie's face. Debbie had time for one quick breath before her face was covered with what seemed like black fur and the tangy aroma of cunt. She couldn't breathe. Vicky didn't seem to care. She ground herself down against Debbie's face.
"Stick your tongue in my cunt and I'll let you breathe," Vicky said. "Hurry up, damn you!"
Debbie was gasping for breath. She knew she had no choice. She pushed her tongue up gently between the pink petals. She didn't want to go very far. She was already tasting the tangy juices. She could almost feel her mouth filling with them. Vicky was a very juicy girl.
"Oh yeah," Vicky moaned. "That's what I like. That's what I fucking like. Oh yeah, that's nice. Your tongue is nice!"
Debbie pushed her tongue a little deeper into Vicky's cunt. She moved her tongue around the inside of her pussy gingerly as if she was afraid she would break it off or come across something she didn't like. Vicky pushed down again and Debbie was quickly gasping for breath.
"You know what I want," Vicky moaned. "It was just like I did it for you. Use your fucking tongue on me!"
Debbie started moving her tongue in and out. At the same time her father pushed two rough fingers up her pussy hole. He started thrusting them in and out of her pussy very quickly.
Debbie stopped moving her tongue for a moment and she felt Vicky clamping down again. Quickly she started exploring Vicky's pussy again. Vicky's pussy was wet and tangy but Debbie was beginning to get used to the taste, especially when her father's fingers were finger-fucking her.
"Suck my clitty," Vicky moaned. "Suck my hard little clitty into your mouth!"
Debbie found her clitty with her tongue. She sucked it gently into her mouth and started chewing oh it. At the same time her father's fingers came out of her pussy. A moment later her father's weight came across her body. His swollen prick moved up to her cunthole. He stabbed his cock inside her with one quick stroke.
"Oh shit," Vicky moaned. "Now she's really going crazy. She's really starting to suck my clitty!"
Debbie could no longer suck Vicky's clitty because Vicky was jumping around so much. Debbie started driving her tongue deep into Vicky's pussy once again. Vicky was moving around like her body was on fire. Her hands had moved up to stroke her own titties. Debbie could see her flushed face. She started bouncing up and down a little and Debbie could taste more of her juices.
"Oh fucking shit," Vicky screamed. "I'm going to come. I'm going to fucking come. Oh fucking shit. It feels good. It feels so damned good. Oh shiiiit!"
Vicky screamed again as the wild vibrations of pleasure shook her body. Debbie had to start swallowing quickly because her mouth was filling with enough juice to choke her.
"Eat her out good," her father was yelling. "Eat her fucking cunt!"
Her father started savagely slamming his prick into Debbie's hot pussy. Debbie could feel something like steam filling her pussy. It was that hot. She knew she was making lewd movements to match her father but she no longer cared.
Vicky was finally satisfied and she fell away. She looked completely exhausted and she left Debbie gasping for breath. She took long enough to get her breath back but then she started concentrating on her father's hot thrusting once again.
"Fuck me," Debbie moaned. "That's what I want. Oh shit yes. Fuck my hot pussy."
"You're turning into a hot bitch," Ralph groaned. "Oh shit, this is the way I love you!"
Her father thrust into her harder and harder and the growing heat in her pussy told her that he was going to make her come again. She raised her ass higher off the bed. She started squeezing her cunt walls together to feel every inch of his throbbing cock.
"Oh yes, fuck me," she whispered. "Fuck me good. Your big cock is so good. Fuck me harder. Fuuuuuuck!"
Her father pounded her even harder as the wild vibrations started going through her body. His cock was growing bigger inside her. She raised her ass higher and started squeezing her cunt walls as hard as she could.
"Oh shit, baby," he gasped. "Fucking shit. I'm going to come. I'm going to fucking come. It's good. So damn good. Shiiiit!"
He stabbed her deep and his wet cock exploded deep inside her. His hot cum kept spurting again and again. It started leaking out of the sides of her cunt and wetting her thighs. Somehow she wasn't surprised when he pulled his cock out nd Vicky got down and started licking away the last drops of his cum.
"You're good to me, baby," he told Vicky. "I think I'm going to keep you around for a while."
"I hope so," Vicky said.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Debbie was seated in the front seat of her father's pick-up truck. It was the first time she had been out of the house since her father had first tied her up. The bright sun was hurting her eyes. She thought that the town didn't even look the same. Everything had changed.
"I'll be back in a few moments," her father said. "Now don't you go away."
"That's a laugh," she said.
Her father had made absolutely sure that she wasn't going anywhere. He had tied ropes around her ankles and then fastened the ropes to a ring in the floor board of the truck. One of her arms was handcuffed to the seat.
Also her father knew how proud she was. She would never have gotten out of the truck wearing the outfit he had chosen for her. She didn't mind showing off her body but not so obviously. She was wearing a simple print skirt that was very old-fashioned. It was short and tight and left little to the imagination. It was obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra.
Her shoulder length red hair was tied back with a ribbon. Her face was scrubbed so that she looked like a little girl-except for her big tits and her obviously big ripe nipples.
"I just want to pick up a pint or two," Ralph said. "I'll be back in a wink."
She watched her father walk up to the grocery store and she leaned back. A lot had happened to her lately, a lot of things she didn't want to remember. But there had also been some nice things. She had already realized that she was going to be one of those girls who loved to fuck. She wouldn't be able to help herself. She was just going to have to control her hungers.
Of course, she had already decided that nobody was ever going to know what her no father had done to her. She had thought about going to the police but she knew she wouldn't be able to stand their lewd looks and accusations. And all of her friends would soon know about it.
She couldn't allow that to happen.
She reached up and turned on the radio when she suddenly realized that someone was standing by the window. She turned her head and grinned at Bill. He was the last person in the entire world she wanted to see.
"Hi, Debbie!" he said. "I haven't seen you around in a while."
"I've been busy," Debbie said.
Bill looked a little unhappy. "What's the matter, Debbie? Have I done something?"
"You haven't done anything," Debbie snapped. "I've just been busy. I can't talk now. I'm waiting on my father."
"You are mad at me about something," Bill said.
"I'm not mad," Debbie said. "Just go on and leave me alone right now."
She had always been able to twist Bill around her little fingers. She knew he would go on and leave her alone, but he would come back when she needed a date. It was a shame he was such a nice person. It bothered her to treat him this way-but only a little.
"Aren't you going to tell me what I did?" Bill asked.
"You didn't do anything. Now please go away."
But Bill didn't go away. Instead he walked around to the other side of the truck. For a moment she didn't understand what he was doing. Then he was opening the door and she knew he was getting into the car with her.
"You get out of here, damn it!" she said.
It was already too late. Bill was in the truck with her. He gasped for breath as he saw the chains on her arm and ankle. He also couldn't seem to take his eyes off the way her tight print dress clung to her shapely tits.
"Damn," he said softly.
"Will you please get out of the truck?" she asked.
"I've never seen you like this before," he answered her. "Why are you all tied up."
"Get out of the truck."
"Answer me first."
She had never heard the demanding quality in his voice before. She looked at him curiously. Perhaps he was like one of those animals that can sense when something is hurt or wounded. He was sensing that she was in trouble and he could smell sex all around her.
"It's kind of a game," she said.
"Oh? Do you enjoy those kind of games?"
"It's none of your business!" she said. "Now please get out of the truck."
"I don't think so," he said.
He was looking at her in a way she didn't like. A moment later Ralph returned. She thought her father might be angry but instead he seemed glad to see Bill. He shook the boy's hand and grinned at Debbie.
"Nice to see you, Bill," he said. "Say, you wouldn't mind keeping an eye on Debbie for a while, would you? I've got an appointment over at the bank. I forgot about it until just this minute."
"I wouldn't mind at all," Bill said. There was a husky sound in his voice.
"I didn't think you would. I think you'll find that those chains are long enough for her to move anywhere in the truck. And here are the keys. You can leave the truck in that deserted alley behind the drugstore."
Debbie gasped. It was obvious what her father was doing and she didn't like it at all. She could feel her heart pounding as Bill started the truck. He drove carefully and parked the truck behind the drugstore, just as he had been instructed to do. Then he turned toward Debbie with a lewd grin.
"Don't come near me," she said.
"Come on, Debbie," Bill said. "I didn't understand before. I always thought you were Miss Prim And Proper. I just didn't understand what kind of games you were into."
She had one hand free and she tired to fight with it. She tired to claw his face but he caught her hand in his strong grip. He moved closer to her. She could smell his husky odor as he pressed her back against the door.
"I've always dreamed about having you like this, Debbie," Bill said. "I just never thought I'd get the chance."
"Please leave me alone," she said.
She didn't want it to happen but somehow she knew that it would. He kissed her mouth and his hard tongue probed at her lips. She wouldn't open them. He drew back and his face was angry. He balled up his fist and hit her in the stomach. She gasped for breath. This time she opened her mouth when he kissed her. She sucked at his tongue. It was going deep down her throat. She almost gagged on it a couple of times but she kept sucking.
"You sweet bitch," he said. "You sweet fucking bitch! Now I'm going to see those tits."
He started to rip her dress down the front but she stopped him and begged him to let her undo it. He consented and she undid the buttons down the front of her dress. Then he impatiently pulled the two halves apart and revealed her creamy tits.
"Beautiful," he said, licking his lips, "fucking beautiful!"
He put both hands over her tits. He held onto them tightly and started rubbing his fingers across her nipples. Debbie didn't like the way her nipples suddenly got hard.
He bent down and took one of the rosy hard nipples into his mouth. There was a tingling sensation through her body as his lips covered one nipple. He sucked on it gently and she groaned.
"Please don't do that," she whispered. "Don't do that to me. I'm a good girl."
"Sure you are, baby," Bill said.
She could tell he didn't believe that. He sucked hard at her titty until he had gobbled as much of her titty-flesh into his mouth as he could. She put her free hand on his head, as if to push him away, but instead she found herself stroking his hair.
"You can't do this," she whispered. "Someone might come along. Someone might see us."
He didn't answer. He was kept busy sucking at her titty. He started moving his hot lips us from one of her titties to the other. He sucked and bit at her hot titty. Each sucking motion of his lips sent another shiver through her.
He finally moved his head back. She knew what he was going to do as his eyes swept down her body. He reached down and jerked up the bottom of her skirt. His face looked hot as he looked down at her red-fringed cunt. He reached down and pulled at his stiff cock.
"Shit, baby, you're something else," he said. "You're the best-looking piece of ass I've ever seen!"
He bent down to suck at her titties again. He started nuzzling at her nipple with his mouth. At the same time he moved his hand up the insides of her creamy thighs. She opened her legs for him and he touched her pussy mound. She knew she should feel guilty but his stroking fingers sent shivers through her.
He kept his fingers out of her cunt for a long time. He seemed content to suck at her tits while he stroked her hot pussy lips. Finally she gasped as he shoved two fingers into her cunt.
"Oh damn," she moaned. "Oh damn, I hate you. I hate you, but that feels good!"
She lifted her knees lightly as his fingers started driving deeper into her pussy mound. Her father was right. There was just enough chain for her to move around in the seat. She could spread her legs for a man's cock but she couldn't go very far.
She knew she was going to hate herself but she could not control her actions with Bill. His hot fingers stroked her pussy and made her feel like her body was burning up. She found herself moving her ass in response to his thrusting fingers.
"That's nice," she gasped. "Oh damn, that is nice. Move your fingers a little faster, baby!"
She was gasping for breath. There were already fires in her belly and he knew it. He kept his fingers working inside her for a few moments longer and then he stopped. He wasn't ready for her to come yet.
He backed up in the seat. He took her free hand and pressed her fingers against his rock-hard prick. His prick felt like it was going to tear her body in half. She let her fingertips run up and down his prick for a moment.
"Take it out, baby," he said. "Take my cock out. My fucking cock is so hot and hard!"
Later she could tell herself that she did this against her will. At that moment all she could think about was feeling his naked cock in her fingers. She found the zipper and pulled it down. Her hand slipped inside and she found his rigid cock stuffed in his shorts. Slowly her hand slipped inside his shorts and she found his prick rock-hard and sweaty.
"You are so fucking hard," she groaned. "Your cock feels so damned hard!"
He was trying to help her. In a few moments he had pulled his trousers and shorts down. She wrapped her fingers around his stiff cock. She slowly moved her fingers up and down the length of his prick. Some of his cum spilled out on her fingers.
"Your cock feels so hot and hard," she whispered. "I know you're going to fill my pussy with it!"
Bill pushed her back on the seat brutally. He climbed on top of her and his rigid cock was pressed against her cunt opening. He didn't shove it in her right away. Instead he wrapped his fingers around his cock and started moving his cockhead up and down the entrance to her cunt.
"You've got a sweet pussy, baby," he said. "I've wanted it for a long time. Now I'm going to have some of your sweet ass!"
She reached down and grabbed his throbbing prick. She tried to pull his cock inside herself but he wouldn't move. Instead he kept moving his cockhead up and down the entrance to her wet cunt. "Go ahead," she said. "Get it over with. You want to do it so bad. Do it!"
"What's the matter, Baby?" he asked. "Are you all hot and bothered? Can't you wait?"
The bastard was teasing her! What made matters worse was that she wanted it so bad. Her pussy was aching. Again she moved her ass but he wouldn't put his cock inside her.
"Give it to me, damn you," Debbie whispered. "Why are you waiting? Give me your cock. Please!"
That was the magic word. He had really humiliated her by making her beg him. Now he shoved his hard prick all the way into her snug cunt. She gasped as his powerful cock hit bottom. He pulled back and stabbed it into her again.
"I can't believe I'm really fucking you!" Bill said. "I've wanted your pussy for so long. I can't believe I've got my cock in your hot cunt!"
He stopped for a moment as if he was getting used to the feeling of her tight cunt. She was no longer in control of her body. Her body was making jerking movements as the heat in her pussy started to growl.
"Go ahead and fuck me, damn you! I'm hot all over. My skin is crawling!"
He began fucking her with hard, deep strokes. His balls slapped her with every thrust. It almost seemed like his cock was getting into her belly with each stroke.
Then Debbie did something she'd never done before. She reached between them and she started stroking his balls. He shuddered with joy and started fucking her faster.
"Oh, baby," he moaned. "Your pussy feels fine. Your fucking cunt feels so damn fine!"
He was fucking her like an animal. He was biting her neck as he rammed his cock into her as hard as he could. She knew she wasn't going to last long. Already sweet fires were tearing up her body.
"I'm going to come," she groaned. "Oh shit, I can't help it. My body's on fire. I can't stop shaking. Shiiiit!"
It shook her body with a series of explosions. Even as the last spasms were going through her body, she could feel Bill fucking her even harder. He was driving his cock powerfully into her tight pussy. Already his cum was leaking.
"Oh fuck, baby," he groaned. "Fucking shit. I'm going to blow my wad. Oh shit, baby, Mother fuuuuck!"
His prick went deep into her belly and he stopped. His prick was growing inside her.
Then his cum started to spurt in jerking movements. She kept moving her ass until the last of his cum spurted into her and even then she kept squeezing his cock for the last few thick drops.
"You're turning into quite a hot cunt, baby," he said.
And she knew it was true.
CHAPTER NINE
Debbie was chained to her bed again and she was watching her father move around her bedroom. He was setting up his projector and screen for watching movies. She thought that she understood what kind of movies they were going to be.
"You could untie me," Debbie said.
"Oh no," Ralph said. "Your mother's due home in the morning and I'm not taking any chances about having one last wild night with you.
He still thought she might try to run away or phone the police or something if he let her go. She knew she wouldn't. She doubted that anyone would ever believe her now, after the way she had freaked out over Bill's cock. He had never really understood that it was not some kind of sex game that she enjoyed playing.
And she knew she would never tell her mother.
Her mother was the kind of woman who would never believe that it wasn't Debbie's fault. Her mother would twist around the facts until it would be Debbie's lies about seducing her own father. She could remember her mother often saying that men were weak and it was a woman who had to be strong. Nobody would ever believe that her gentle father used ropes and whips.
"What kind of movies are we going to see?" she asked her father.
"You'll see. I'm going to get a couple of beers. I'll be back in a minute."
He left her alone. She stretched. She had to admit that the satin sheets he'd made her put on her bed really felt good. She was a little wicked-looking in the outfit he had gotten her. She had on a black garter, black mesh stocking, and a black bra that was practically just as wisp of material. He had put a red ribbon with a cameo around her neck before chaining her to the bed.
He came back with his two beers. He opened one for her and let one hand free so that she could drink it. He popped the cap on his and then went over to start the projector. The movie started. He turned off the lights and sat down on the bed beside her.
"You're going to love this movie," Ralph told her. "I made it a long time ago."
The movie was in black and white but it was obviously her father and it was in a small room somewhere. Her father was lying back on a small bed and he was completely naked. He looked a lot younger than he did now.
The door opened and a young woman came out dressed in a sheer white nightgown. It took her a few moments but Debbie finally recognized the woman as her mother! Edith didn't look much older than Debbie was now and she seemed a little nervous. She pointed at something that was obviously the camera and her father shook his head, grinning.
Debbie thought she knew what was going through her mother's mind. Her mother had often told her about what an inexperienced young woman she had been when she'd first married her father. She probably was shy about the camera.
Debbie's breath came a little faster as she saw the look of final resignation on her mother's face. The young Edith walked to the bed and Ralph grabbed her.
Her mother struggled a little but then relaxed in her father's arms. Her father pulled her tightly against him and his big hands moved down her back. He grabbed her ass hard and her mother started squirming against him.
He put his hands on top of her head and started pushing her down. Debbie's mother tried to struggle but he was pushing hard. Her face brushed across his naked belly. She reached his cock. She shook her head from side to side but his face had a brutal look.
Ralph put his hand in Edith's thick hair and made her press her face down on his cock. Her mouth touched the swollen end of his prick. Then her lips were parting and she was taking his cock inside her mouth.
Debbie squirmed a little. She had never expected to see anything like this! A lot of things kept happening to her but never anything so shocking. She was actually watching her mother suck her father off!
"That turn you on a little?" her father asked.
"A little," Debbie admitted.
"I thought it might," he said.
Debbie's attention went back to the screen. Her mother wasn't hesitating anymore. Her lips were moving up and down his cock as fast as she could. Cum and saliva were dripping down the side of her mouth and wetting her chin.
"Look at her go after my cock," her father said. "She really knows how to go after my cock. She's still not as good as you are, though. You're a natural cock-sucker!"
Debbie blushed a little and she thought it was strange that the compliment somehow pleased her. She could feel a warm tingling at the middle of her thighs.
"There," her father said. "Now I'm starting to shoot my wad!"
Her mother was drinking it. She was putting her mouth down far and she was sucking at his cock like she could never get enough. Suddenly he was pushing her head away and letting the rest of his cum spray her face. It was done for the benefit of the camera and it was exciting as hell.
"You'll like this next one, too," her father said.
It hurt her eyes because the film went from black and white to color. It was a newer film and again Debbie recognized the woman in the movie-Cynthia Reed, the mayor's wife. She was one of those women who was good-looking but had trouble with her weight. She was only slightly plump in the movie so it had to be a few years ago.
Cynthia was tied up in an office of some kind. She had her hands tied behind her and she was face down on a hard desk. Her legs had been pulled apart so that she was off balance. Her ankles were tied to each corner of the desk. Debbie had to look to see what was keeping Cynthia on the desk. There was a leather dog collar around her neck attached to a chain that ran to the window.
She was naked and she was struggling to get free. It wasn't an act. There was a look of pure terror on her face. Then Debbie remembered the newspaper story about the mayor's wife being abducted for a few days a few years before. The newspaper account said that she had been released unharmed. Now Debbie was sure that it wasn't true."
Debbie was feeling that tingling sensation again. A young man walked into the office and Debbie gasped. It was the mayor's son! Cynthia's son John. Debbie went to school with him, although he was a few years older.
"Damn!" Debbie said softly.
She drank the rest of her beer as she watched John undressing. He had a good body and his cock was long and already hard. Cynthia was struggling harder to get free. She was looking at her son with horror. She was obviously screaming, although the film was silent.
John put his cock against his mother's pussy. He had a strange look on his face as he simply thrust his cock deep into her cunt. Cynthia kept struggling but John seemed perfectly calm. He didn't move for a long time.
Then John began to fuck her.
Debbie knew her father was doing exactly what he wanted to do. Debbie was getting worked up. She dropped her empty beer can on the floor and she reached out and touched her father's thigh. She couldn't seem to help herself as she moved her fingers up to the swollen bulge in his trousers.
"Take it out, baby," Ralph said.
She unzipped his trousers and slipped her hand inside the tiny opening. He wasn't wearing shorts and his cock seemed to jump as her fingers touched it. She wrapped her fingers around his prick and carefully edged it out of his trousers. She closed her fingers around it and started moving her hand up and down.
"That does feel good," her father moaned.
"It feels real nice! I told you I was going to make a cock-loving cunt out of you."
Debbie's eyes moved back to the screen. John had reached around to grab her mother's tits. He was holding onto them hard as he savagely plunged his cock into her pussy. It was obvious that he was getting ready to come. His entire body was shaking. He drove into her deep and then stopped. After a bit he pulled his cock out of her pussy and started spraying her ass-cheeks and her back. His thick white cum seemed to be running everywhere.
The screen went black.
"Now it's your turn," her father said. "I've got lots more films that you can watch but right now I want to add you to the collection."
She was patient as her father set up his camera equipment. She didn't mind. She couldn't refuse because she couldn't refuse her father anything. And part of her said that it didn't really matter anymore. She was already a wicked girl.
He was taking pictures of her and she gave him a sexy look. She started rubbing her tongue across her lips, wetting them. He was getting some good pictures.
"Hot damn, baby," he said. "Hot damn, you're nice."
He left the camera running as he came to the bed. She heard the whirring sound and she thought it would bother her. But it didn't. Her father kneeled down on the bed and he pulled her nightgown up to her waist. She wasn't wearing panties and he had a good look at her pink cunt lips.
"You're beautiful baby," he told her. "You've got a fucking beautiful cunt!"
He knelt between her legs. She hadn't expected this. Her cunt was so hot and wet already. His tongue touching her cunt lips sent shivers up and down her spine. She shivered again as his tongue gently parted her cunt lips and slipped inside.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "Eat my pussy. That does feel good. Eat my fucking pussy!"
Her father slid his hands underneath her. He lifted her ass up. His tongue parted her cunt lips again. He pushed his tongue deep into her pussy and started licking her juice.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "That does feel good. That does feel good!"
His tongue moved around to her clitty. He sucked her hot little clitty into his mouth and began chewing on it. She could feel a quick jolt like electricity through her body. She knew the movies had really gotten her hot and now her father was making her crazy.
"Eat my pussy," she moaned. "Oh shit, you don't know how good that makes me feel."
He knew exactly how he was making her feel. His tongue started moving around her clitty again. He started pushing his tongue in and out of her pussy. At the same time his finger edged into her ass-hole and he started working it in and out.
"You're making me feel so crazy," she whispered.
He stopped eating her cunt, but she expected that. He was a cruel man about teasing her. He liked to feel the hunger in her body and then he would take his own sweet time about giving her release.
He moved up her body. His wet lips sucked at one of her titties. He sucked the creamy titty-flesh into his mouth. She was moaning and her pussy was dripping juice.
"Fuck me now," she moaned. "You have turned me into a whore. You know you have. Fuck me now!"
He came up her body and bent his head to her mouth. He kissed her hard and his tongue thrust into her throat. She started pushing her tongue back against his while she rubbed her hot titties against his chest.
He got off the bed but she knew he wasn't going away. He was slowly undressing. He stripped off his clothes and she could see how hard his cock was.
"It's beautiful," she said softly. "You can let me go, you know. I won't run away."
"But I like you tied up, baby," he told her. "I like you spread wide and helpless like this."
He moved closer to the bed and put his hand between her legs. She almost screamed as those sweet fingers seemed to dig into her pussy. He moved them around inside her hot cunt until her body was jerking. He took his fingers out of her.
She had a free hand and she reached for his cock. She wrapped her fingers around his swollen prick. She tightened her fingers until his cock was throbbing. She moved her fingers down to his balls and stroked his balls. She needed her father's cock. She had never needed anything more.
"You big bastard," she moaned. "Oh shit, you sweet fucking bastard!"
Her fingers moved faster as she jerked him off. She had the feeling he wouldn't be able to last for long. She moved her hand up and down as fast as she could. Her fingers started getting wet with his cum.
"I'm going to fuck you silly," he said. "I'm going to give you a fuck to remember me by."
"Oh yes," she moaned. "Give it to me. I want to feel your big cock inside my cunt!"
She was not fighting her feelings. She needed his cock too much. He rolled over on top of her. His hands moved underneath her to cup her ass-cheeks. He squeezed her ass roughly but she didn't care. She liked the feeling of his hot hands. She liked the way his fingers pulled apart her ass-cheeks and one finger probed at her hot ass-hole.
"In my pussy," she moaned. "Put your cock inside my pussy. I need it bad. Put it in me deep!"
Debbie's entire body shuddered as he plunged his prick deep into her pussy. His prick seemed to stretch her cunt walls. She loved it. She moved her ass but he didn't stop moving.
"Come on and fuck me," she moaned. "Come on and fuck my pussy. I want to feel it good!"
He pulled his cock half out of her and then slammed back inside her savagely. He pulled back and then slammed into her again. His balls seemed to bruise her. He started a deep, slow rhythm.
"I love that," she whispered. "Oh shit, you do know how to fuck. You know how to make me feel good!"
His prick was getting deeper into her pussy than she could ever remember. She still hated her father but at that moment she could only think about her animal pleasure.
He started fucking her a little harder. Her one free hand stroked his back. He was pushing his cock inside her and then letting his prickhead rub her clitty as he pulled back out. He was getting really deep into her pussy.
"Oh fuck," she moaned. "I'm almost there. I'm going to fucking come. Oh fuuuuck!"
She screamed again as the wild wet pleasure went through her body. Her pussy juices were wetting his cock. She started to tighten her cunt around his cock as the sweet spasms went through her again and again.
He drove his cock even harder into her cunt. She could sense his excitement growing as he drove his rigid prickhead deep into her belly. He kissed her and she rubbed her tongue against his.
"I'm going to shoot my wad, baby," he moaned. "I'm shooting my fucking wad. Oh fuuuck!"
He drove his prick into her deep and her father's cum started filling her. She kept moving her ass until she was sure she had drained him completely dry. It was fun. Her father gave her a couple more strokes and then his cock sipped out of her.
"Damn," he said. "This has been a great week. I'm sure going to hate for your mother to come home!"
CHAPTER TEN
Her mother had finally come home and Debbie had been released from her father's bondage. Things quickly got back to normal. It was strange that her father became the same stranger to her that he had been before. He hardly ever glanced at her. It was like the week had never happened.
But it had happened and Debbie could not forget it.
Debbie tried to get her life back into the same way it had been before. Of course, she didn't date Bill anymore. She didn't date anyone much. She didn't even like to be around boys by herself because of the strange feelings they gave her.
Her father had left her full of wild urges.
She went out on a Friday night but she came home early. Her mother was cooking in the kitchen. She was told that her father was tinkering with his movie stuff out in his workshop.
Debbie shivered as she thought of her father's movie stuff. She thought of the movie with her mother. She suddenly knew that she had to go out and talk with her father. She had to be close to him for a moment.
It was dark outside and she walked out to the garage that her father had converted into his workshop. She knocked on the door and he told her to come in. He was bending over a machine that he used to splice film together with.
"Hello, Daddy," she said softly.
"Hi, Debbie," he told her. "I was just finishing up some work. Tell your mother I'll be in, in a little while."
"I didn't come out here because mother wanted me to," Debbie told him.
"You didn't?"
"No, I had to talk to you by yourself about what happened."
"Nothing happened."
"You know that something happened, you bastard," she said softly. There were tears in her eyes. "You tied me up and fucked every hole I've got for a week. How can you say that nothing happened?"
"Nothing important," her father answered softly.
"Nothing important," she said.
All the anger and frustration of the week past had been building up in her. She attacked her father with swinging hands. He couldn't get out of the way quick enough. Her fingernails cut a bloody path down one side of his face. She tried to raise a silken knee to kick him in the nuts but he was too fast.
Ralph did not waste time with her. He hit her once and it was like the kick of a mule. He knocked her down and she saw stars for a moment. She tasted blood from a split lip. Her father had a handful of her hair and was jerking her up off the ground.
"You silly bitch!" he said.
He hit her again and knocked her over a table. She was trying to get back up when he grabbed her again. He slapped one side of her face and then another.
She thought she was going to be sick and she started begging him to stop. Finally he did but only because he was out of breath. He still had hold of her thick red hair.
"You stupid bitch!" he said. "I thought you had learned your lesson but I guess you didn't. I guess it's time for another lesson."
"No, please," she said.
She was begging him in a little girl's voice but there was a woman's fire burning inside her. She couldn't fight down the sudden churning excitement. It made her shiver all over.
Her father had her by the hair and he was dragging her over to the wall. She suddenly saw that there were a couple of iron rings hanging in the wall. She had never noticed them before. Now he took ropes out of a basket near the table and he tied her arms to the rings. She pulled at them but she was tied solidly.
"You stupid bitch," he said. "You came out here looking for trouble and that's what you're going to get!"
She had been wearing a simple skirt and sweater for her date that evening. Her father slipped his hands up her body and cupped her tits through her sweater.
"I admit that I have missed your big tits," he said. "I never thought you'd come looking for it, though!"
He was grinning as he pulled her sweater out of her skirt. He pulled her sweater up around her neck and left it there. He reached around her back and unhooked her bra. He pulled it up around her neck so that the cups fell away from her tits.
"A nice-looking pair," he moaned. "That's what I like. A big creamy pair of tits!"
Her father cupped her tits. This time he squeezed until he was hurting her. She gasped and tears came to her eyes. She started begging him to stop but he kept squeezing.
"You bitch," he said. "This time you're going to get your lesson. You're going to get your fucking lesson!"
He bent his head down and his lips covered one of her nipples. He bit her a little rough. She hurt. He pulled his head back and then started caressing her hard nipple with his tongue.
Ralph opened his mouth and sucked her nipple into his mouth. Then he started sucking hard at her titty. He got more of her titty inside his mouth than she would have believed possible.
"What are you doing to me?" she asked. "Mother could come in here anytime."
"Shit, I'd tie her up and make her watch me fuck you."
Debbie was beginning to understand her father and she knew that he meant exactly what he said. In fact, she was pretty sure that he would do that sooner or later.
He reached down and unzipped her skirt. He pulled it down and made her step out of it. Then he pulled her panties off. He stood looking at her for a moment and his face grew wicked.
"You are a sweet bitch," he said. "You know I would like to rent you out a couple of times. I could get a lot of money for a sweet piece of ass like yours. People pay big money for young pussy!"
She trembled as he put his hand between her legs. His fingers touched her cunt and she almost jumped. Her legs got weak and she found herself hanging on the ropes.
"You like a big finger in your pussy, baby," he said. "I know exactly what you like!"
His finger thrust up into her pussy. He started moving his finger around in her wet cunt and she gasped for breath. It had been so long. It had been two weeks since her mother had come home and she'd felt nothing but her own fingers in her pussy for that long. Now her father's rough finger seemed to feel delicious.
"Oh, that is nice," she whispered.
Debbie was moving her cunt against him and shoving her ass back against the wall. It hadn't taken but a second for her own juices to start coating his fingers. He pulled his finger out of her.
"You got my finger all wet, bitch," he said. He put his finger against her mouth. "Now suck it off!"
She did not hesitate. She closed her eyes and sucked his finger into her mouth. She tasted her own juices as she sucked on his finger. He kept his finger inside her mouth for a long time. She sucked on his finger like it was a cock.
Her father stepped back away from her. He undressed quickly and she saw that his cock was half hard. He moved against her so that his prick was against her pussy hair.
"Are you ready for my cock, baby?" he asked.
"Yes," she moaned.
He pushed his tongue inside her mouth. She started rubbing her own tongue against his. In a few moments she could feel his cock getting hard. He moved closer. Now his cock was pressed against her belly and some of his cum was leaking against her belly.
"I'm going to give it to you, pussy," he said. "I'm going to stick my cock in your pussy and make you come and then I'm going to make you suck my cock until you're drinking cum!"
"I'll do anything you want," she said.
She started realizing that she hadn't come into the room for talking with her father. She had come just for this. She had missed the excitement she had gotten from him. Her father had done just what he set out to do. Now she was some kind of whore. A whore who loved fucking.
Debbie hadn't fucked like this before but she was willing to do anything to get his cock inside her. She spread her legs a little wider as he moved his swollen prick up between her legs. His cock touched her cunt lips. He stabbed upward savagely and his prick went all the way inside her with one stroke. She cried out as his cock went so deep inside her. His throbbing cock seemed so deep inside her belly. It seemed like it was coming out her mouth!
"Now I'm going to give you a workout, baby," he told her.
Ralph pressed his body against hers and drove his thick cock deep into her pussy. Then he began to fuck her with hard, deep strokes. She had never been fucked like this before. He was pushing her ass back against the wall with every thrust.
At first it hurt. Then she felt her juices starting to flow. It got easier for him to shove his prick up into her. She tightened her cunt around his cock so that she could feel his cock better. It sent throbbing shivers through her body.
She lifted her legs a little. She was completely off the ground and her father was giving it to her hard. He was shoving every inch of his hard prick up into her pussy.
"You're making me crazy," she moaned. "Oh shit, that does feel good!"
Already her pussy was on fire. It had been so long. She knew she couldn't control herself and she really didn't want to. She liked the shivers going through her.
"Fuck me harder," she moaned. "Oh yes, fuck me really hard!"
He rammed his prick into her savagely. He was ramming his cockhead deep up into her belly. She was shivering each time his swollen prick rammed her.
Ralph reached beneath her and grabbed her plump ass-cheeks. He started driving his prick up into her hard. It felt good. She loved the sweet fire of his cock driving up into her. She loved the feeling of being completely in his power. She knew that now.
"It feels good," she moaned. "Oh fuck, you're going to make me come. I'm going to come. Give me your fat cock! Please give me your cock harder. I love it. Fuuuuuck!"
This time she did jump up into the air as her body was rocked by spasms of pleasure. Again the sweet fire jerked through her body. She clamped down hard on his cock as the last of the sweet spasms went through her.
"It was so good," she moaned. "So fucking good!"
She let her legs fall back to the ground again. She felt out of breath. She felt him shove his cock up into her pussy a few more times and then he pulled his cock out of her. She wasn't surprised. She knew what he had promised.
"Now you're going to eat me, baby," he told her. "You're going to eat my cock real good."
"Oh yes, baby," she moaned. "I'm going to suck your cock like it's never been sucked before."
He was trembling as he reached up and untied her hands. He was no longer afraid of her running away. She was completely dominated by him. She went down to her knees. She waited a second, although her heart pounded with excitement.
Debbie wanted him to cram her mouth full of his hot prickmeat. She wanted her mouth stuffed with it. He put his hands on the back of her head and gently pulled her forward.
"In your mouth, bitch," he said. "I want to feel it in your fucking mouth!"
He tried to push his prick into her mouth. She closed her teeth against the ridge but she wasn't trying to tease him. She showed him what she wanted to do next. She started pushing her tongue around the swollen head of his cock.
She licked around the bloated head a few more times. She stabbed her tongue into the cum-covered slit. Her fingers slid up the inside of his hairy thighs. She started to finger his balls. Her tongue slid all the way down to his balls and she started licking them. . "You know what I like, baby," he said. "You really know what I like, you bitch!"
In a few more minutes she had licked every inch of his pulsating cock. She had tasted his cum a few times but she found that she no longer got turned off at the taste. She enjoyed sucking his cum out. She was going to enjoy drinking it.
He put his hands on the back of her head again. He gave her no choice this time as he pushed his cockhead against her lips and she opened her mouth. He shoved his prickhead into her mouth and deep into the back of her throat.
"You sweet bitch," he said. "Nobody can suck cock like you can. I got the feeling you're going to be sucking my cock a lot from now on."
His words made her tremble. She began to gobble his prick flesh like his cock was made of candy. His cockhead seemed to slide deeper into her mouth with every thrust.
"All the fucking way, bitch," Ralph groaned. "Suck it deep inside your mouth. Suck it good!"
He started pushing again. He kept shoving his prick so deep into her mouth so that his cockhead went deep into the back of her throat. He was getting so deep that his heavy balls slapped her chin.
Her head began bobbing up and down as fast as she could, she knew she had to be a lewd picture for him. Her hair was a sweaty, tangled mess and her lips were dripping cum and spit. She didn't care. She wanted him to be happy.
"Oh shit, baby," he groaned. "You're killing me!"
She was giving a good blow-job. She was getting experience by sucking her father's cock. Suddenly she wanted him to have the best one he'd ever had. He was driving his prick into her mouth and letting his balls slap her chin. She didn't have to do very much anymore except take his cock deep.
She wasn't sure why she did it but she moved her hand around the back of his ass. She parted his ass-cheeks with her fingers and drove a finger into his ass-hole. He started ramming his prick even deeper into the back of her throat.
"I'm coming," he groaned. "I'm going to fucking come. Oh fuck, I'm going to come! Shiiit!"
His hot cum spurted into her mouth and she started swallowing as fast as she could. She was making gulping sounds as she sucked his jism down. The taste didn't turn her off-it made her hungry for more. She kept sucking until his prick went limp inside her mouth. Finally her father pushed her away.
"All right, baby," he said. "You did real good. Now you'd better get cleaned up and go inside. Your mother might get nervous."
"I want to come back," she said.
"I know you do," her father said. "But next time wait until I'm ready. I'll fuck you silly, girl, but only when I'm ready. Don't come after me anymore."
"But what'll I do?" she asked.
"There are plenty of cocks out there in the world," Ralph told her. "Boys liked to be sucked and fucked. Just ask. I'm sure Bill wouldn't mind at all."
Debbie knew her father meant it. She would have to wait until he was ready. It would be pure hell, but there was nothing she could do about it but wait and hope.
He might not have chains on her anymore, but her father would always have her in bondage.
