On a late Saturday night, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a magazine when she heard the presence door slam. Checking her clock she was slightly confused as her mom and her boyfriend Ian were not supposed to be back from their day of the month for at least another hour. She did not really handle and dutifully got up and descended the stairs to the animation elbow room to greet them. Seeing her mom taking off her coat she opened her sass to recognise her but was cut off by her shouting into the kitchen at who she assumed was Ian.

'' Why would you even look in my handbag ? '' she demanded angrily.

'' You said you couldn't see your deferred payment card, '' Ian shouted back.

'' I didn't say you needed to seem for it. ``

'' Well you were the one who wanted to drive. I would make been perfectly felicitous to drive. Then maybe I wouldn't have seen your telephone when your other swain texted. ``

'' Don't forebode him that. We aren't even life-threatening, '' Janet, Lacey 's mom, tried to fend for herself. She was not doing a good job of it.

'' Mom, are you cheating on Ian ? '' Lacey asked with seeming appall.

'' I wasn't really aware that we were exclusive, '' Janet made another excuse.

'' The fact that you and your daughter are living in my house rent free would evoke as such, '' Ian retorted. He had just entered the living elbow room from the kitchen.

'' You just hump to lord that over me, don't you ? You only own your planetary house because your mother died and left it to you. Just delay until my parents die, then we 'll be on equal footing. ``

'' If we 're even still together, '' Ian scoffed.

Janet looked livid with anger. `` steady, you don't want to get wind all this. Just go back upstairs for now, '' she instructed Lacey.

Lacey looked at Ian for confirmation. She somewhat wanted to be a contribution of the conversation to come. Maybe she could serve them settle. If they really did break off up, it would not just be Janet who would deliver to leave the plaza they now called home.

Ian shooed Lacey away with his hand, informing her that she was unnecessary. Reluctantly, Lacey sauntered back up the stairs. No sooner had the threshold to her elbow room shut than the shouting started again. Groaning she put on a headset and began to listen to medicine on her telephone to drown it out. Once she had turned up the volume enough to prepare indisputable she could discover none of the yelling, she resumed reading her magazine.

Before long she forgot everything else and was engrossed in her Reading. She did not even notice when the room access to her room opened. She did however find the exercising weight of someone sitting down on the bed behind her. Feeling annoyed at having been sent away earlier, she did not bother looking at them. She wanted to be petty and dismiss them for as long as possible.

A large hand touching her butt revealed that the person in question was Ian and not her female parent. He did that from time to metre, patted her hind end when he wanted her attending instead of tapping her shoulder. She did not really mind as she liked Ian as a someone. In fact, one of the main reasons he and her mother got together was because he got along so well with Lacey.

Not realizing how loud her music was, Ian began to talk to Lacey as if she could see him. `` I don't want you to think LE off either your mom or me because of this. We both decided that we need some time apart. That may vocalise like we 'll get back together soon, but I 'll be honorable I 'm sort of past wanting her back at this point. She 's already left. I don't know where she 's going to go and I really couldn't guardianship less right now. ``

Ian paused and waited for Lacey to say anything. Of course, she could not hear him at all. She was still pretending to ignore his presence while listening to her blare music. `` I don't want to be unreasonable, '' Ian continued. `` I know you have school and moving now would disrupt that. I 'm willing to let just you stay until summer. If your mom has found a new piazza by then, you 'll go back with her. I feel that is more than carnival. ``

Once again, Ian waited for Lacey to respond. She simply kicked her invertebrate foot and hummed along to the song on her sound. He tapped her butt twice more and even gave it a slightly strong whack ; still no response. Annoyed he decided to tease her a lilliputian. He pulled on her shorts, sliding them down her legs and exposing her heart print panties.

She frowned but continued ignoring him. Another slap to the butt almost made her yelping. By now she was curious to what he wanted but she did not contrive to lose this biz. She readjusted herself, practically pointing her butt at him, daring him to keep back spanking her.

After another three slaps, he decided to up the ante. He slid his quarter round into the waist of her pantie. She stifled a gasp as he tickled her slight love grip. Her privates felt coldness when he slid her panties down to her thighs. She wiggled her laughingstock as she tried to readjust herself again. At the same time he slapped her bare ass, loud and hard. She bit her lip to keep back from yelping. Another slap and she was almost prepare to give in.

He was no longer trying to get her attending though ; he was simply punishing her insolence. He slapped each of her round tail cheeks repeatedly. She moaned out loud, still biting her lip. Her eye rolled back in her headway and she dropped her clip. She jolted and squealed with each smacking, forgetting that she could probably get him to kibosh if she just asked him to.

Ian was fast forgetting why he was spanking her. He was just watching his girlfriend 's daughter 's ass bounce and shake off with each hit. It was mesmerizing. Lacey had a much better physical body than her mom. While Janet was on the skinny English, Lacey was slightly plump out. Not enough to be called fat by any means. She just filled out any outfit she wore. Her clothes always looked tight around the chest and thigh area. Her plump legs clung together perfectly to hide her genitals from view.

Ian was thinking about it though. He kept trying to paddle her in such a way that her ass would repeal and prove him her private place. When he thought about it too much, he acted on inherent aptitude. She gasped as he, rather than spanking her, pushed his mitt between her wooden leg and pressed the tips of his fingers against her bare genitalia. He felt something warm and damp.

Unfortunately, he had just crossed a line. Lacey opened her backtalk and screamed for her mother. Acting before thinking, Ian put his handwriting on the rear of her head and pushed her face into the bed to choke her screams. As she began to struggle, trying to inch herself away from his invading fingers, he reacted in the opposition, trying to work his finger further into her slightly wet crotch.

She stopped when she felt them slip one's mind inside. It was a alien sensation she did not know how to react to. His fingers were larger than her own. She was afraid it would hurt if she moved too much. He curved them upward, scrapping against the thin figure that separated her vaginal canal from her intestines. Her eye rolled back again as she groaned into her bed. A chill went through her body, making her look like a Fish flopping atop the bed.

By then, Ian was committed. He crawled upward on the bed and pressed his knee joint into the small of her back to hold open her immobilize when he finally removed his hand from her headway. She lifted her nerve and gasped for air. The situation she was in matte up even stranger due to the fact that loud music was still blaring in her auricle. She actually had yet to see or find out Ian. For all she knew this might actually be a stranger who broke into the house to assault her while the adults fought with each other downstairs. Somewhere in the back of her promontory though she knew it was Ian. She just knew.

'' You shouldn't have ignored me, '' Ian scolded her as he worked his fingers deeper into her. He felt he needed to uphold the idea that this was justified punishment. If he let up too a great deal she might try severe to escape.

With her face no longer hidden, her next squeak was much more shed light on. She gasped in a breathy sexy way, moaning in slight pain. Ian stared down at her with a sudden look of admiration. He had always adored Lacey. He had known her and Janet even before her parents split up. She was an adorable child who treated him with respect. When she thought Ian was going to get hitched with her mother, she had sworn she would swallow him as her new dad. He could honestly say he would have left Janet a long sentence ago had he not loved Lacey so much.

All of that was melting away now. Sweeping her blonde hair away from the rear of her neck, he kept looking down at her like a different person. No longer seeing her as a girl, he wanted to treat her as a sexual object. He wanted to force that sound out of her again. He definitely felt bad but it almost doubled his excitation. Just because he was leaving Janet did not mean he had to cut this marvelous girlfriend out of his life. He could make her his in a unlike way.

'' Please, '' she managed a slight ailment as he stroked her hair. He was treating her gently. Perhaps if she begged he would find bad and let her go. She did not realise that her easy voice only egged him on. He wanted to get a line her moaning and squealing because of him. He had always thought he would ingest to catch her grow up and get a boyfriend. He had dreaded that day. How easily he had rectified that fearfulness. If only he had done this sooner.

Lacey breathed in deeply as she felt his fingerbreadth moving inside her. He definitely wanted her to feel him. Worse than just using her trunk, he wanted to produce her think about it too. She could hardly believe that the man who had taken guardianship of her and treated her like a daughter for years was now taking it all back with interest.

For the next ten transactions she just laid there in agony, both genial and physical, as he worked his fingers inside of her. She kept moaning and whimpering, trying not to get aroused. It was no use though. She could feel liquid seeping down her thighs. There was a numbness she felt whenever his fingers brushed the slope of her canal.

She was surprised when he bundled up her hair and used it to wrench her head sideways. He pressed his lips to hers and forced his lingua past her tooth. Her centre focused enough for her to look at his face. She blushed in superfluity. Kissing someone whose fingers were inside of her at that very moment was too much. Like a flood, liquid gushed out between her legs, soaking her bed. She was utterly humiliated but he just kept kissing her like it was rule. She felt rancour. He had slept with several women, her mother included. This was her first of all time. He should be treating her particular, not making her tactile property like a slut.

Whether he rolled her over, or she did it herself, she could not tell ; either way, she fell onto her back the moment he broke the osculation. She was lying there, panting for breath. Her facial expression was completely red and her eyes were filled with tears. Her smasher were soaked with stew and sticking to her forehead. She was mindful that her panties were still around her thighs and felt ashamed. Something felt wrong about still wearing them. If she was fully naked it would just somehow be in force. Instead she felt gluey and constricted. Her legs hurt from not being able to unfold apart. She wished he would just drive off her pantie entirely.

Instead, Ian went for her shirt. He grabbed the hem and lifted it above her breasts, exposing her bra. She squinted at him in uncomfortable pain as he undid the figurehead clutches. Her large bust sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her face with her implements of war in disgrace. She had always hated her breasts. They were with child and her areola were, in her opinion, too nighttime. Worse yet, her nipples were quite obviously erect. She did not want to be aroused by what was happening to her.

She uncovered her face to reckon when something wet enveloped one of her mammilla. Ian was sucking on her breast greedily. It felt odd. Knowing small to nothing about her own body and why it was reacting this way, she was scared. She knew about sex but did not realize that having her nipples touched and in this case licked would do her genital organ to tingle.

Ian smiled when he saw her move her hand to her slit. She brushed against it lightly, trying not to look like she was touching herself. Ian took it as an invitation to crowd his finger into her, pulling her finger with him. `` Stop ! '' she shouted as more tears spilled down her face, creating T. H. White crease atop the red.

Ian did break. She sounded extremely desperate. For a present moment his fatherly instincts kicked in. He stared at her with concern but it only lasted a moment. With his early deal he ripped her headphone off and tossed them against the wall, breaking them. `` Can you finally hear me ? '' he asked in annoyance. `` What do you mean, kibosh ? Maybe you don't understand your situation yet. I kicked your whore of a mother out. No money, nothing. Unless she can hitchhike back to her folks place two hours away, she 'll be sleeping on the street tonight. Do you want to end up like her ? ``

Lacey shook her head. `` That 's right hand. You 'd rather stay in your nice warm bed tonight. Unfortunately take isn't free. Your mom used to pay with her body but I do n't require that slut anymore. Do you know what that means ? ``

Lacey 's eyes widened as she realized what he meant. If she wanted to stay in this theatre, she was going to possess to pay split by letting him get sex with her. Her 1st thought process was that she had to get out immediately but it quickly dissolved. She had no where to go. Her mom left without her. She had been abandoned. If she ran away she would probably never see her friends at school again.

Taking advantage of her stunned disposition, Ian lifted one of his legs over her so he was straddling her. Any fortune she had to run had passed. She winced as he resumed fingering her pussy, making for sure to scrape her walls excessively. She averted her eyes as her respiration became overweight. She was definitely ashamed to be enjoying this even a little.

She could barely focus on anything. The one persuasion going through her head was that soon it would be something else inside of her rather than his fingers. If their size was anything to go off of, she was definitely going to be in some pain.

Eventually her curiosity got the better of her. She looked down at his waist where he was straddling her. The protuberance in his pant was quite large. He was wearing a nice twosome of trouser in anticipation of particular date night with Janet. Lacey felt bad that his efforts had gone to waste. At least he was still going to get laid.

He was rocking his hips slightly as he sat on her stomach, jostling her totally organic structure. She did not know why and found it almost funny. It took some effort not to titter. Eventually he undid the buttons on his blouse with one hand. Then he leaned forward to kiss her again. The hairs of his dresser brushed against her erect teat making her groan. He liked the audio and dug his digit deeper into her. She was annoyed that this seemed to be his default reaction to everything. He assumed she was enjoying having her duct stretched by his large fingers and wanted to progress to her feel even better.

Knowing she was not going to get out of this, she decided the Charles Herbert Best alternative would be to get him to hurry up. She freed her mitt from his fingers and grabbed the excrescence in his pants. He was definitely surprise. She unzipped him and let his turncock spring out. It was definitely big as she had suspected. `` That thing is going inside me, '' she gulped nervously.

'' Are n't you eager, '' Ian chuckled as he slid down her body to position himself at her waist. She gasped when she felt the pass of his cock coppice against the outside of her cunt. Just knowing it was something entirely dissimilar than his fingers made it exotic. He moved it all around the possibility to beleaguer her more than before he finally started to push in.

Her eyes began to water from the pain immediately. She threw her head back and clenched her teeth. A low growl grew in her lungs until she was screaming. She moved her arm to her brass and bit the backbone of her own wrist in an try to shut herself up. Ian had one hand on her cheek and was petting her gently. `` Good girl, '' he coaxed her.

She did not mean to but instinctively she jerked upward on the bed, trying to lift herself off of him. He thrust forward to observe himself inside of her. Her head fell off the edge of the mattress and bumped the incline of the bedstead. Her eyes spun in her drumhead as the pain of three matter encompassed her at once.

All she could consider about was how atrocious sex must be for women. In what picayune smut she had seen, men always looked like they were thrusting as hard as they could. Sometimes they even slapped or spanked the poor young woman. She was always moaning loudly or perhaps yelling obscene thing. Why did men like it so much when the adult female obviously did not enjoy it ? Perhaps what they actually liked was getting to reign the woman.

For some ground the retention of her best friend 's first boyfriend came to mind. He was baby faced and cute. He followed Sarah around like pup dog and swore he loved her and wanted nothing but to see her smiling. Eventually he pressured her into sex though. Realizing how a good deal it must have got hurt Sarah at the fourth dimension, Lacey was definitely convinced that everything he had said about loving her was a lie just so he could shove his dick inside of her. Men caring about fair sex was a lie. Ian caring about her was a lie. He probably planned to have a go at it her like this the day her mother first introduced them. He must get put up with Janet for old age just waiting for this chance.

A particularly hard thrust from Ian brought Lacey back from her incoherent thoughts. She finally stopped biting her arm so she could speak. `` Fuck, cut it out ! '' she shouted without thinking.

Ian was confused for a moment. A hard slap to her side followed. `` Watch your linguistic communication Whitney Moore Young Jr. lady. I may be fucking you like a womanhood right now, but don't forget that you 're just a kid. ``

'' You don't leave what you 're doing to a kid ! '' she scolded him.

Ian stared down at her bare chest and belly and the blank space where their crotches met. Shiny lines of liquidness were running up into the tomentum above her puss and making them glisten. `` You 're so beautiful, '' he mumbled as if that somehow forgave his actions.

'' You 're hurting me, '' she informed him, hoping he would actualize that nix he said now could fix this. Ian frowned. He somehow had hoped she would love this even though he knew it was impossible. By no mean value was he going to kibosh though. `` Ow, '' she whined as he thrust into her harder. `` Please be gentler, '' she pleaded. Ian slapped her face again, leaving a red hired man photographic print. `` What the fuck ? '' she screamed in confusion.

'' I 've always wanted to fuck a little girl roughly, '' Ian admitted. `` Of course Janet would never let me. If you 're going to hate it either way, I may as well have some fun. '' He leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth.

She moaned at first but suddenly began to scream when he sunk his teeth into it. `` Son of a gripe ! '' she screamed in pain. He thrust into her cunt harder as penalisation for swearing. `` Please…. Stop, '' she begged him. `` Do you like hurting me ? '' sort of than answering, Ian grabbed her other nipple and twisted it. `` You bastard, you 're actually trying to take a leak it worse ! '' she shrieked.

With his foot, Ian pushed her step-in down the rest of the way so her pegleg could finally fall outdoors completely. He then pulled them up between her and him so that her knees were being pressed into her chest every time he thrust into her. `` They 're not meant to bend like that, '' she groaned. He pulled her arms between her knees and pushed her legs back even further than her dresser. Realizing what he was doing, Lacey lifted her had so he could push her ankles behind her cervix. Looking down she could see her own hip ivory sticking out oddly. She had always been a flexible girl but she felt this was excessive.

Once he was sure her branch were there to abide, he returned his attending to her titty. He slapped each of them a few fourth dimension and then twisted both her nipples at the same time. `` Uh huh, that really hurts, '' she mumbled instead of screaming this meter. It was more of a confirmation than a ailment. Her middle were fixed on his face, waiting for him to do something else.

He dragged his fingernails down her bosom, leaving red streaks. `` Look mommy, I 'm Ian 's new fucktoy. It 's not so toilsome, '' Lacey refused to take on to being in pain. She had forgotten that swearing would get her slapped though. `` Ow, '' she tried not to react. The side of her nerve was stinging now and her nose was running slightly. It was a little hard to keep her right eye open as her cheek was starting to swell.

When he did not move his hand from her face, she turned her head word slightly and opened her mouth. She let his fingerbreadth trace her mouth a few times before she started to lick and suck them. `` Do you want to try harder ? '' she was almost taunting him. He grabbed her tongue and twisted it as penalisation. `` Harder, '' she mumbled as ripe she could. He pushed his thumb further into her mouth. When she moved her glossa he almost shoved it into the dorsum of her throat.

She began to cough and eat up. The walls of her throat massaged his thumb. She felt like she had a lout in her throat. He scrapped the English of her mouthpiece as he pulled his quarter round out. `` Ow, '' she muttered when she could speak again.

Thrusting into her cunt again, he slid her further off the bed. At the Saami time he leaned back, putting some of his weighting into fucking her. Then he reached behind himself and between her legs. She gasped when she felt his saliva coated thumb pressure against her prick. `` What are you doing ? '' she asked drearily.

With one jab he shoved inside her asshole. Her swollen eye began to nip as the sensation filled her abdomen. She felt it all the way up her intestines. `` God, I think I 'm gon na throw up, '' she groaned while grabbing her stomach. With his other hand Ian pressed down atop her hired hand, putting weightiness on her belly.

Lacey 's eyes rolled back as she retched. She did not actually throw up though. `` cum on, this doesn't trauma ; it just feels uncanny, '' she began to taunt him again. `` Maybe if you shoved your pecker in my butt it would offend more. Would you like that ? Do you want to fuck a untested girl 's SOB ? ``

Another slap to the nerve. `` It 's so numb it doesn't even hurt anymore. You 're gon na have to use your fist. You might split my nose. Since you enjoy seeing me cry so much, you… ''

'' Shut up, '' Ian cut her off. Without warning he grabbed her leg and pulled them out from behind her head. She winced in pain as they returned to their normal position. He then pulled his prick out of her cunt, leaving a slight trail of blood from her maidenhead. She groaned dizzily as he flipped her onto her straw man. He had to pull on her ankles to get her back on the bed completely. Her face was buried in her pillow but she still yelped when his cock entered her bitch again.

The phone of his second joint slapping against her round butt filled the room. She just lay still as he thrust into her repeatedly. When he got drill of her not reacting, he grabbed a fist full-of-the-moon of her hairsbreadth and lifted her head up. `` Ow, you 're gon na rip it out, '' she whined. `` Do you relish fucking bald fille ? ``

Ian was in no stance to slap her again so he just grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back. `` Stop, it 's gon na break ! '' she yelped. He twisted it further to prove he did not wish. `` I 'm not gon na have any bones left. You 're just gon na be fucking a rag doll at this rate. ``

He moved his clasp to her carpus and began to compress it. `` Ian, I swear to god, you ca n't come apart my arm. Everything you 've done so far, I can forgive ; but if you actually break me there 's no going back. Is this what you wanted ? Was this always your plan for me since we met ? You just wanted an obedient fornicatress to fuck whenever ? I can be that, I can be your obedient slovenly woman. ``

She used her knees to repeal her ass off the bed and jabbing back into him. It obviously hurt her arm to do so but she persisted. `` See, I like getting fucked by you. I love it so much. Your tool is so big inside of me. Are n't you close to cumming yet ? Why don't you cum inside me. I know mom never let you do that. Fill my underage womb with your ejaculate. I could get meaning. You could get a kid of your own. You don't want to offend your baby 's female parent, do you ? ``

Ian relaxed his grip on her carpus but still held onto her arm. He yanked on it, pulling her backward into him at the Saame fourth dimension he thrust again. `` That 's mightily, '' she gasped. `` Give me my first taste of cum. induce me addicted to it. I 'm not paying rent, I 'm taking Mommy 's place. I 'm you 're girlfriend now. No, I 'm your fucktoy. You don't have to look at me on date or anything. I belong to you. You can fuck me any clock time you want, just don't kick downstairs me. ``

'' Do you ever shut up ? '' Ian pulled out of her and yanked her arm again, spinning her around. Before she could say anything he pushed on the back of her head, pressing her mouth over his tool. She squealed when she felt affectionate liquid state hitting the back of her throat. It was slightly soothing on the mark he has made earlier. She swallowed it as quickly as possible.

Despite this, he held her top dog down until her face was red from lack of breathing. She slapped his arm a few times before resorting to digging her fingernails into his paw. He finally released her. She pulled her forefront up and gasped for air. `` You ca n't lie with me if I 'm dead, '' she hiccupped.

Ian watched her chest rising and falling rapidly as she caught her breathing space. `` God, I 'm all sticky and sweaty, '' she finally sighed. `` I 'm gon na go aim a shower. '' She began to crawl toward the edge of the bed. Ian grabbed her by the waistline and pulled her into his lap.

'' I 'm not running away, '' she assured him. `` If you want you can join me. I 'll bend over and you can love me like a dog, alright ? ``

'' Can you stop talking like that ? '' Ian growled at her.

'' Why ? That 's what you did. You fucked me. You took my virginity and treated me like a while of meat. I know my station now. If I don't want to get broken by you, I 've got to sustain my worth, right ? '' She stared at him with common cold quarter eyes.

'' This is n't what I wanted, '' Ian tried to argue.

'' Then what did you want ? You wanted an prosperous screwing, right ? If that 's not true, we can talk about it later. If you want to be my dad again, I can opine about it. Right now, I just want to lavish. testament you let me do that much ? ``

Ian slowly removed his handwriting from her waist and let her cower off the bed. He watched as she stretched her sore muscles. When she bent down to touch her toes he got a full panorama of her bleeding pussy, the red handwriting prints on her ass, and her slightly well anus. He really did a number on her. Still she seemed somehow okay. For that he was glad.

Whatever was to happen next, it was not a matter of forgiveness. There was no way matter could go back to normal. Hopefully she would be willing to live with her new use as a hole for his lecherousness. He definitely had no plans of letting her go .