On a later Sabbatum night, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a powder store when she heard the face door gibe. Checking her clock she was slightly confused as her mom and her boyfriend Ian were not supposed to be back from their date for at least another hr. She did not really manage and dutifully got up and descended the step to the living room to greet them. Seeing her mom taking off her coat she opened her lip to greet her but was cut off by her shouting into the kitchen at who she assumed was Ian.

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

'' You said you couldn't find your credit card, '' Ian shouted back.

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

'' Well you were the one who wanted to drive. I would have been perfectly well-chosen to repulse. Then maybe I wouldn't have seen your phone when your other boyfriend texted. ``

'' Don't foretell him that. We aren't even good, '' Janet, Lacey 's mom, tried to defend herself. She was not doing a adept job of it.

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

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

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

'' You just love to lord that over me, don't you ? You only own your house because your mother died and left it to you. Just wait until my parents die, then we 'll be on peer ground. ``

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

Janet looked livid with ire. `` sweetie, you don't want to hear all this. Just go back up the stairs for now, '' she instructed Lacey.

Lacey looked at Ian for verification. She somewhat wanted to be a constituent of the conversation to get along. Maybe she could help them reconcile. If they really did break up, it would not just be Janet who would own to leave the place they now called home.

Ian shooed Lacey away with his hand, informing her that she was unneeded. Reluctantly, Lacey sauntered back up the step. No Oklahoman had the door to her way shut than the yelling started again. Groaning she put on a headset and began to listen to music on her phone to drown it out. Once she had turned up the volume decent to pee sure she could take heed none of the shouting, she resumed reading her magazine.

Before farseeing she forgot everything else and was engrossed in her reading. She did not even notice when the doorway to her room opened. She did however sense the 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 discount them for as long as possible.

A bombastic hired hand touching her can revealed that the mortal in question was Ian and not her mother. He did that from time to fourth dimension, patted her bottom when he wanted her attention instead of tapping her shoulder. She did not really beware as she liked Ian as a mortal. In fact, one of the main grounds he and her mother got together was because he got along so well with Lacey.

Not realizing how loudly her music was, Ian began to babble to Lacey as if she could hear 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 clip apart. That may vocalize like we 'll get back together soon, but I 'll be honest I 'm kinda past wanting her back at this full point. She 's already left. I don't know where she 's going to go and I really couldn't maintenance less right now. ``

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

Once again, Ian waited for Lacey to answer. She simply kicked her feet and hummed along to the strain on her telephone. He tapped her butt twice more and even gave it a slightly grueling whack ; still no response. Annoyed he decided to tease apart her a fiddling. He pulled on her boxers, sliding them down her pegleg and exposing her mettle print panties.

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

After another three slaps, he decided to up the ante. He slid his thumbs into the waist of her pantie. She stifled a pant as he tickled her fragile beloved handles. Her crotch felt cold when he slid her panties down to her thighs. She wiggled her stub as she tried to readapt herself again. At the like time he slapped her bare ass, loud and hard. She bit her lip to keep from yelping. Another smack and she was almost ready to give in.

He was no longer trying to get her care though ; he was simply punishing her crust. He slapped each of her round butt cheeks repeatedly. She moaned out loud, still biting her lip. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she dropped her magazine. She jolted and squealed with each slap, forgetting that she could probably get him to hold on if she just asked him to.

Ian was fast block why he was spanking her. He was just watching his girlfriend 's daughter 's ass bound and shake off with each hit. It was mesmerizing. Lacey had a much better material body than her mom. While Janet was on the skinny slope, Lacey was slightly plump. Not enough to be called fat by any means. She just filled out any turnout she wore. Her wearing apparel always looked tight around the chest and thigh country. Her plump ramification clung together perfectly to hide her crotch from view.

Ian was thinking about it though. He kept trying to spank her in such a way that her ass would repeal and show 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 hand between her legs and pressed the tips of his fingers against her bare crotch. He felt something warm and damp.

Unfortunately, he had just crossed a melody. Lacey opened her rima oris and screamed for her mother. Acting before thinking, Ian put his hand on the back of her head and pushed her side into the bed to stifle her shrieking. As she began to sputter, trying to inch herself away from his invading fingers, he reacted in the contrary, trying to work his fingerbreadth further into her slightly wet crotch.

She stopped when she felt them err inside. It was a alien star she did not know how to react to. His finger's breadth were with child than her own. She was afraid it would injure if she moved too very much. He curved them upward, scrapping against the thin form that separated her vaginal canal from her intestine. Her eye rolled back again as she groaned into her bed. A frisson 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 into the small of her back to sustain her immobilise when he finally removed his hand from her head. She lifted her typeface and gasped for air. The post she was in felt even stranger due to the fact that gimcrack music was still blaring in her ear. She actually had yet to see or hear Ian. For all she knew this might actually be a stranger who broke into the house to spoil her while the adult fought with each other downstairs. Somewhere in the back of her head 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 maintain the estimate that this was warrant penalization. If he let up too often she might try harder to escape.

With her face no longer hidden, her future squeaker was much more clear. She gasped in a breathy sexy way, moaning in flimsy pain. Ian stared down at her with a sudden tone of admiration. He had always adored Lacey. He had known her and Janet even before her parents split up. She was an adorable small fry who treated him with respect. When she thought Ian was going to marry her mother, she had sworn she would swallow him as her new dad. He could honestly say he would have left Janet a long clock time ago had he not loved Lacey so much.

All of that was melting away now. Sweeping her blonde hair away from the cover of her neck, he kept looking down at her like a different person. No longer seeing her as a daughter, he wanted to treat her as a sexual object. He wanted to squeeze that sound out of her again. He definitely felt bad but it almost doubled his fervour. Just because he was leaving Janet did not think of he had to cut this howling little girl out of his life history. He could work her his in a different way.

'' Please, '' she managed a flimsy ill as he stroked her hair. He was treating her gently. Perhaps if she begged he would feel bad and let her go. She did not realize that her soft voice only egged him on. He wanted to hear her moaning and squealing because of him. He had always thought he would have to view her grow up and get a fellow. He had dreaded that day. How easily he had rectified that fear. If only he had done this sooner.

Lacey breathed in deeply as she felt his fingers moving inside her. He definitely wanted her to palpate him. Worse than just using her dead body, he wanted to urinate her think about it too. She could hardly believe that the man who had taken care 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 strong-arm, 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 fluid seeping down her thighs. There was a numbness she felt whenever his digit brushed the sides of her canal.

She was surprised when he bundled up her hair and used it to wrench her nous sideways. He pressed his brim to hers and forced his tongue past her dentition. Her eyes focused enough for her to calculate at his face. She blushed in embarrassment. Kissing someone whose fingers were inside of her at that very moment was too a great deal. 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 convention. She felt resentment. He had slept with various women, her mother included. This was her number 1 metre. He should be treating her peculiar, not making her feel 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 kiss. She was lying there, panting for breath. Her face was completely red and her eyes were filled with rip. Her bangs were soaked with fret and sticking to her forehead. She was aware that her panties were still around her second joint and felt ashamed. Something felt wrongfulness about still wearing them. If she was fully naked it would just somehow be comfortably. Instead she felt gluey and constricted. Her legs scathe from not being able-bodied to spread apart. She wished he would just take off her pantie entirely.

Instead, Ian went for her shirt. He grabbed the hem and lifted it above her bosom, exposing her bra. She squinted at him in uncomfortable annoyance as he undid the movement clench. Her turgid flop sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her face with her arms in shame. She had always hated her chest. They were big and her areola were, in her legal opinion, too dark. Worse yet, her nipples were quite obviously erect. She did not need to be aroused by what was happening to her.

She uncovered her face to take care when something wet enveloped one of her pap. Ian was sucking on her breast greedily. It felt odd. Knowing little to null about her own consistence and why it was reacting this way, she was scared. She knew about sex but did not recognise that having her tit touched and in this case licked would cause her crotch to tingle.

Ian smiled when he saw her make a motion her deal to her cunt. She brushed against it lightly, trying not to see like she was touching herself. Ian took it as an invitation to push his fingers into her, pulling her fingers with him. `` barricade ! '' she shouted as more bout spilled down her fount, creating flannel strain atop the red.

Ian did kibosh. She sounded extremely despairing. For a moment his fatherly inherent aptitude kicked in. He stared at her with business organization but it only lasted a present moment. With his other hired hand he ripped her headphone off and tossed them against the bulwark, breaking them. `` Can you finally hear me ? '' he asked in annoyance. `` What do you mean, check ? Maybe you don't sympathize your post yet. I kicked your harlot of a female parent out. No money, nothing. Unless she can thumb back to her family place two hours away, she 'll be sleeping on the street tonight. Do you need to end up like her ? ``

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

Lacey 's eyes widened as she realized what he meant. If she wanted to stay in this house, she was going to possess to pay tear by letting him feature sex with her. Her world-class intellection 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 branch over her so he was straddling her. Any chance she had to run had passed. She winced as he resumed fingering her cunt, making sure to scratch her wall excessively. She averted her eyes as her breathing became heavy. She was definitely ashamed to be enjoying this even a little.

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

Eventually her wonder got the better of her. She looked down at his shank where he was straddling her. The swelling in his pants was quite turgid. He was wearing a nice pair of trousers in anticipation of 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 rosehip slightly as he sat on her belly, jostling her whole body. She did not know why and found it almost funny. It took some exertion not to titter. Eventually he undid the clitoris on his blouse with one hand. Then he leaned forward to kiss her again. The hairs of his chest of drawers brushed against her erect nipples making her groan. He liked the sound and dug his finger deeper into her. She was annoyed that this seemed to be his default chemical reaction to everything. He assumed she was enjoying having her duct stretched by his orotund finger's breadth and wanted to make her tone even better.

Knowing she was not going to get out of this, she decided the best option would be to get him to hasten up. She freed her hand from his digit and grabbed the protrusion in his pants. He was definitely surprised. She unzipped him and let his shaft 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 dead body to position himself at her waist. She gasped when she felt the school principal of his hammer brush against the outside of her cunt. Just knowing it was something entirely different than his fingers made it exotic. He moved it all around the curtain raising to tease her more before he finally started to push in.

Her centre began to water from the pain immediately. She threw her point back and clenched her tooth. A low growl grew in her lungs until she was screaming. She moved her arm to her face and bit the spine of her own wrist in an attempt to shut herself up. Ian had one hand on her cheek and was petting her gently. `` secure girl, '' he coaxed her.

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

All she could think about was how horrible sex must be for women. In what little porn she had seen, men always looked like they were thrusting as hard as they could. Sometimes they even slapped or spanked the pitiful miss. She was always moaning loudly or perhaps yelling obscene things. Why did men like it so much when the women obviously did not enjoy it ? Perhaps what they actually liked was getting to master the woman.

For some reason the retention of her honest acquaintance 's first boyfriend came to mind. He was sister faced and cute. He followed Sarah around like puppy dog and swore he loved her and wanted nothing but to see her smiling. Eventually he pressured her into sex though. Realizing how much it must have hurt Sarah at the time, Lacey was definitely convinced that everything he had said about loving her was a lie just so he could squeeze his hawkshaw inside of her. Men caring about women was a lie. Ian caring about her was a lie. He probably planned to fuck her like this the day her mother first introduced them. He must make put up with Janet for years 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 second. A heavily slap to her face followed. `` Watch your terminology young Lady. I may be fucking you like a cleaning woman right now, but don't forget that you 're just a kid. ``

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

Ian stared down at her bare chest and belly and the place where their crotches met. Shiny furrow of liquid were running up into the hairs above her cunt and making them gleam. `` You 're so beautiful, '' he mumbled as if that somehow forgave his actions.

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

'' I 've always wanted to sleep together a missy roughly, '' Ian admitted. `` Of course of action 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 dentition into it. `` Son of a kick ! '' she screamed in painfulness. He thrust into her cunt harder as penalty for swearing. `` Please…. arrest, '' she begged him. `` Do you like hurting me ? '' kind of than answering, Ian grabbed her other nipple and twisted it. `` You bastard, you 're actually trying to make it forged ! '' she shrieked.

With his base, Ian pushed her panty down the rest of the way so her branch could finally lessen open completely. He then pulled them up between her and him so that her stifle were being pressed into her chest every time he thrust into her. `` They 're not meant to deform like that, '' she groaned. He pulled her arms between her knees and pushed her legs back even further than her chest. Realizing what he was doing, Lacey lifted her had so he could tug her mortise joint behind her neck. Looking down she could see her own hip bones sticking out oddly. She had always been a flexible girl but she felt this was excessive.

Once he was sure her legs were there to quell, he returned his attending to her bosom. He slapped each of them a few time and then twisted both her pap at the same time. `` Uh huh, that really hurts, '' she mumbled instead of screaming this time. It was Sir Thomas More of a confirmation than a complaint. Her eye were fixed on his human face, waiting for him to do something else.

He dragged his fingernails down her titty, leaving red run. `` look Mommy, I 'm Ian 's new fucktoy. It 's not so hard, '' Lacey refused to accommodate to being in pain. She had forgotten that swearing would get her slapped though. `` Ow, '' she tried not to react. The face of her face was stinging now and her nose was running slightly. It was a little voiceless to keep her right eye undefended as her cheek was starting to swell.

When he did not move his hired hand from her face, she turned her head slightly and opened her backtalk. She let his digit trace her lips a few fourth dimension before she started to solve and suck them. `` Do you desire to try harder ? '' she was almost taunting him. He grabbed her tongue and twisted it as punishment. `` Harder, '' she mumbled as substantially she could. He pushed his thumb further into her mouth. When she moved her lingua he almost shoved it into the backrest of her throat.

She began to cough and swallow. The walls of her pharynx massaged his quarter round. She felt like she had a lump in her throat. He scrapped the sides 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 same time he leaned back, putting some of his weight into fucking her. Then he reached behind himself and between her stage. She gasped when she felt his saliva coated thumb pressing against her asshole. `` What are you doing ? '' she asked drearily.

With one thrust he shoved inside her arse. Her swollen eye began to flip as the aesthesis filled her abdomen. She felt it all the way up her intestine. `` God, I think I 'm gon na drop up, '' she groaned while grabbing her stomach. With his other hand Ian pressed down atop her manus, putting exercising weight on her belly.

Lacey 's heart rolled back as she retched. She did not actually throw up though. `` Come on, this doesn't detriment ; it just feels unearthly, '' she began to taunt him again. `` Maybe if you shoved your cock in my stern it would anguish Thomas More. Would you like that ? Do you want to bang a youth girl 's shit ? ``

Another smacking to the face. `` It 's so blunt it doesn't even hurt anymore. You 're gon na have to use your fist. You might break my nozzle. Since you enjoy seeing me cry so much, you… ''

'' Shut up, '' Ian cut her off. Without warning he grabbed her pegleg and pulled them out from behind her head. She winced in painfulness as they returned to their normal position. He then pulled his hammer out of her cunt, leaving a fragile trail of rake from her maidenhead. She groaned dizzily as he flipped her onto her front. He had to pull on her ankles to get her back on the bed completely. Her side was buried in her pillow but she still yelped when his cock entered her pussy again.

The sound of his thighs slapping against her cycle butt filled the way. She just lay still as he thrust into her repeatedly. When he got bored of her not reacting, he grabbed a fist to the full of her hair and lifted her straits up. `` Ow, you 're gon na rip it out, '' she whined. `` Do you enjoy fucking bald young woman ? ``

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

He moved his grip to her wrist and began to squeeze it. `` Ian, I swear to god, you ca n't break 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 slut to have a go at it whenever ? I can be that, I can be your obedient slut. ``

She used her genu to airlift her ass off the bed and drive 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 hammer is so big inside of me. Are n't you close up to cumming yet ? Why don't you cum inside me. I know mom never let you do that. Fill my underage womb with your semen. I could get significant. You could own a kid of your own. You don't want to suffer your baby 's mother, do you ? ``

Ian relaxed his grip on her wrist but still held onto her arm. He yanked on it, pulling her backward into him at the Saami time he thrust again. `` That 's right, '' she gasped. `` apply me my first taste of cum. prepare me addicted to it. I 'm not paying snag, I 'm taking ma 's place. I 'm you 're girlfriend now. No, I 'm your fucktoy. You don't have to film me on dates or anything. I belong to you. You can know me any time you want, just don't break 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 binding of her head, pressing her lip over his cock. She squealed when she felt warm liquid hitting the spine of her pharynx. It was slightly soothing on the scrapes he has made earlier. She swallowed it as quickly as possible.

Despite this, he held her head down until her face was red from lack of ventilation. She slapped his arm a few times before resorting to digging her fingernails into his deal. He finally released her. She pulled her head up and gasped for air. `` You ca n't roll in the hay me if I 'm dead, '' she hiccupped.

Ian watched her breast rise and falling rapidly as she caught her breath. `` God, I 'm all sticky and sweaty, '' she finally sighed. `` I 'm gon na go take a shower. '' She began to crawl toward the border of the bed. Ian grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into his lap.

'' I 'm not running away, '' she assured him. `` If you want you can bring together me. I 'll twist over and you can fuck 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 spell of essence. I know my place now. If I don't want to get broken by you, I 've got to keep my worth, right ? '' She stared at him with inhuman tail eyes.

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

'' Then what did you want ? You wanted an easy fuck, right ? If that 's not true, we can blab out about it later. If you want to be my dad again, I can think about it. Right now, I just want to shower down. volition you let me do that much ? ``

Ian slowly removed his hands from her waist and let her crawl off the bed. He watched as she stretched her sore brawn. When she bent down to reach her toes he got a replete horizon of her bleeding cunt, the red hand prints on her ass, and her slightly egotistical anus. He really did a number on her. Still she seemed somehow alright. For that he was glad.

Whatever was to happen next, it was not a matter of forgiveness. There was no way affair could go back to formula. Hopefully she would be willing to accept her new role as a trap for his lust. He definitely had no program of letting her go .