On a late Sabbatum nighttime, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a magazine when she heard the nominal head door dig. Checking her clock she was slightly confused as her mom and her swain Ian were not supposed to be back from their date for at to the lowest degree another minute. She did not really manage and dutifully got up and descended the stairs to the living room to recognize them. Seeing her mom taking off her coat she opened her oral fissure 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 purse ? '' she demanded angrily.

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

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

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

'' Don't call him that. We aren't even good, '' Janet, Lacey 's mom, tried to defend herself. She was not doing a full 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 suggest as such, '' Ian retorted. He had just entered the living way 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 time lag 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 word all this. Just go back up the stairs for now, '' she instructed Lacey.

Lacey looked at Ian for confirmation. She somewhat wanted to be a part of the conversation to amount. Maybe she could help them harmonise. If they really did break up, it would not just be Janet who would cause to impart the spot 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 sooner had the door to her room shut than the yelling started again. Groaning she put on a headset and began to take heed to music on her phone to drown it out. Once she had turned up the volume enough to piss for certain she could hear none of the shouting, she resumed reading her magazine.

Before long she forgot everything else and was engrossed in her reading material. She did not even notice when the door to her room opened. She did however feel the weight of mortal 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 laughingstock revealed that the person in question was Ian and not her female parent. He did that from time to time, patted her bottom when he wanted her attention instead of tapping her articulatio humeri. She did not really take care as she liked Ian as a individual. 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 forte her euphony was, Ian began to sing to Lacey as if she could get word him. `` I don't want you to think less off either your mom or me because of this. We both decided that we need some clip apart. That may sound like we 'll get back together soon, but I 'll be honest I 'm rather past wanting her back at this breaker 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 track, she could not hear him at all. She was still pretending to discount his presence while listening to her blare medicine. `` 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 summertime. If your mom has found a new place by then, you 'll go back with her. I feel that is more than bazaar. ``

Once again, Ian waited for Lacey to respond. She simply kicked her metrical foot and hummed along to the song on her phone. He tapped her tail twice more and even gave it a slightly hard whack ; still no response. Annoyed he decided to tease her a petty. He pulled on her short circuit, sliding them down her legs and exposing her heart print panties.

She frowned but continued ignoring him. Another slap to the tush almost made her yelp. By now she was curious to what he wanted but she did not contrive to turn a loss this game. She readjusted herself, practically pointing her butt at him, daring him to celebrate spanking her.

After another three slap, he decided to up the ante. He slid his quarter round into the waistline of her scanty. She stifled a gasp as he tickled her slight love handles. Her private parts felt cold when he slid her scanty down to her thigh. She wiggled her rear end as she tried to readjust herself again. At the Lapp time he slapped her bare ass, loud and firmly. She bit her lip to hold on from yelping. Another slap and she was almost prepare to afford in.

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

Ian was fast bury why he was spanking her. He was just watching his lady friend 's daughter 's ass saltation and shake off with each hit. It was mesmerizing. Lacey had a much substantially figure than her mom. While Janet was on the skinny side, Lacey was slightly plump. Not enough to be called fat by any substance. She just filled out any outfit she wore. Her wearing apparel always looked cockeyed around the chest and second joint area. Her plump legs clung together perfectly to obscure her fork from view.

Ian was thinking about it though. He kept trying to paddle her in such a way that her ass would lift 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 helping hand between her legs and pressed the tips of his finger's breadth against her bare genitalia. He felt something warm and damp.

Unfortunately, he had just crossed a line. Lacey opened her mouth and screamed for her mother. Acting before thought process, Ian put his mitt on the back of her headspring and pushed her cheek into the bed to stifle her riot. As she began to struggle, trying to inch herself away from his invading fingers, he reacted in the antonym, trying to wreak his fingers further into her slightly wet crotch.

She stopped when she felt them slip inside. It was a foreign sensation she did not know how to oppose to. His finger's breadth were larger than her own. She was afraid it would hurt if she moved too a lot. He curved them upward, scrapping against the thin shape that separated her vaginal canal from her gut. Her eyes rolled back again as she groaned into her bed. A shudder went through her organic structure, making her feeling 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-scale of her back to keep her pinned when he finally removed his hand from her head. She lifted her human face and gasped for air. The position she was in felt even stranger due to the fact that loud medicine was still blaring in her ears. 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 violate her while the adult fought with each former 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 fingerbreadth deeper into her. He felt he needed to preserve the idea that this was justified punishment. If he let up too lots she might try harder to escape.

With her face no longer hidden, her next squeak was much more clear. She gasped in a breathy aphrodisiacal way, moaning in slight annoyance. Ian stared down at her with a sudden look of esteem. He had always adored Lacey. He had known her and Janet even before her parents break up up. She was an lovely child who treated him with respect. When she thought Ian was going to hook up with her mother, she had sworn she would accept him as her new dad. He could honestly say he would have left Janet a long time ago had he not loved Lacey so much.

All of that was melting away now. Sweeping her blond haircloth away from the back 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 hullabaloo. Just because he was leaving Janet did not mean he had to cut this wonderful girl out of his life. He could make her his in a unlike way.

'' Please, '' she managed a slight complaint 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 receive to view her grow up and get a beau. 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 finger's breadth moving inside her. He definitely wanted her to feel him. Worse than just using her consistency, he wanted to work her think about it too. She could hardly believe that the man who had taken charge of her and treated her like a daughter for eld was now taking it all back with interest.

For the next ten minutes she just laid there in agony, both mental and physical, as he worked his fingerbreadth inside of her. She kept moaning and whimpering, trying not to get aroused. It was no use though. She could finger liquid seeping down her second joint. There was a indifference she felt whenever his digit brushed the sides of her canal.

She was surprised when he bundled up her hair and used it to turn her drumhead sideways. He pressed his lips to hers and forced his tongue past her dentition. Her eyes focused enough for her to look at his face. She blushed in overplus. Kissing someone whose fingers were inside of her at that very moment was too much. Like a flood, liquidity gushed out between her legs, soaking her bed. She was utterly humiliated but he just kept kissing her like it was formula. She felt rancor. He had slept with several char, her mother included. This was her first fourth dimension. He should be treating her special, not making her flavor like a slut.

Whether he rolled her over, or she did it herself, she could not evidence ; either way, she fell onto her back the mo he broke the buss. She was lying there, panting for breath. Her face was completely red and her oculus were filled with tears. Her bangs were soaked with sweat and sticking to her os frontale. She was mindful that her panties were still around her second joint and felt ashamed. Something felt wrong about still wearing them. If she was fully bare it would just somehow be ameliorate. Instead she felt sticky and squeeze. Her stage damage from not being able to spread apart. She wished he would just take off her panties entirely.

Instead, Ian went for her shirt. He grabbed the hem and lifted it above her boob, exposing her bra. She squinted at him in uncomfortable infliction as he undid the front clasp. Her large bust sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her face with her munition in disgrace. She had always hated her breasts. They were large and her areolas were, in her judgment, too dark. spoilt yet, her nipples were quite obviously erect. She did not want to be aroused by what was happening to her.

She uncovered her facial expression to count when something wet enveloped one of her nipple. Ian was sucking on her breast greedily. It felt odd. Knowing little to cipher about her own organic structure and why it was reacting this way, she was scared. She knew about sex but did not recognise that having her mamilla touched and in this case licked would cause her fork to tingle.

Ian smiled when he saw her be active her hand to her cunt. She brushed against it lightly, trying not to face like she was touching herself. Ian took it as an invitation to push his fingerbreadth into her, pulling her fingers with him. `` blockade ! '' she shouted as more tears spilled down her face, creating white lines atop the red.

Ian did stop. She sounded extremely dire. For a moment his fatherly instincts kicked in. He stared at her with business organization but it only lasted a present moment. With his other hand he ripped her earpiece off and tossed them against the bulwark, breaking them. `` Can you finally hear me ? '' he asked in botheration. `` What do you mean, discontinue ? Maybe you don't sympathize your situation yet. I kicked your whore of a mother out. No money, nothing. Unless she can hitch back to her kinfolk place two hours away, she 'll be sleeping on the street tonight. Do you require to end up like her ? ``

Lacey shook her foreland. `` That 's ripe. You 'd rather stay on in your skillful tender bed tonight. Unfortunately rent isn't free. Your mom used to pay with her consistence but I do n't want that slut anymore. Do you roll in the hay what that means ? ``

Lacey 's heart widened as she realized what he meant. If she wanted to stay on in this house, she was going to receive to pay tear by letting him have sex with her. Her first thought 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 stupid disposition, Ian lifted one of his legs over her so he was straddling her. Any chance she had to run had passed. She winced as he resumed fingering her snatch, making sure to scrape her walls excessively. She averted her optic as her ventilation became operose. She was definitely ashamed to be enjoying this even a little.

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

Eventually her curiosity got the meliorate of her. She looked down at his shank where he was straddling her. The bulge in his drawers was quite great. He was wearing a nice yoke of trouser in anticipation of date Nox with Janet. Lacey felt bad that his efforts had gone to lay waste to. At to the lowest degree he was still going to get laid.

He was rocking his pelvic girdle slightly as he sat on her stomach, jostling her unscathed body. She did not know why and found it almost comical. It took some travail not to giggle. Eventually he undid the buttons on his blouse with one hand. Then he leaned forward to buss her again. The hairs of his chest brushed against her rear nipples making her moan. He liked the speech sound and dug his finger's breadth deeper into her. She was annoyed that this seemed to be his nonpayment response to everything. He assumed she was enjoying having her canal stretched by his large finger and wanted to make her feel even better.

Knowing she was not going to get out of this, she decided the advantageously option would be to get him to hurry up. She freed her deal from his fingerbreadth and grabbed the bulge in his drawers. He was definitely surprised. 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 eagre, '' Ian chuckled as he slid down her torso to billet himself at her waist. She gasped when she felt the head of his cock 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 possible action to pester her more than before he finally started to tug in.

Her eyes began to pee from the pain in the neck immediately. She threw her mind back and clenched her teeth. A low growl grew in her lungs until she was screaming. She moved her arm to her font and bit the rachis of her own wrist in an try to shut out herself up. Ian had one script on her cheek and was petting her gently. `` Good lady friend, '' he coaxed her.

She did not think to but instinctively she jerked upward on the bed, trying to rustle herself off of him. He thrust forward to keep on himself inside of her. Her capitulum fell off the bound of the mattress and bumped the side of the bedframe. Her eyes spun in her head as the pain sensation of three things encompassed her at once.

All she could call up about was how horrible sex must be for women. In what slight smut she had seen, men always looked like they were thrusting as hard as they could. Sometimes they even slapped or spanked the poor girl. 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 memory of her Best friend 's first beau came to heed. He was baby faced and cute. He followed Sarah around like puppy dog and swore he loved her and wanted zero 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 shove his dick inside of her. Men caring about cleaning woman 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 take in put up with Janet for years just waiting for this chance.

A particularly hard stab from Ian brought Lacey back from her tongue-tied thoughts. She finally stopped biting her arm so she could utter. `` shtup, cut it out ! '' she shouted without thinking.

Ian was confused for a consequence. A hard slap to her brass followed. `` Watch your words 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 seat where their crotches met. Shiny furrow of liquid were running up into the pilus above her slit and making them glint. `` You 're so beautiful, '' he mumbled as if that somehow forgave his actions.

'' You 're hurting me, '' she informed him, hoping he would realize that nothing he said now could fix this. Ian frowned. He somehow had hoped she would enjoy this even though he knew it was impossible. By no way was he going to stop over 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 nooky ? '' she screamed in confusion.

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

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

With his base, Ian pushed her pantie down the repose of the way so her wooden leg could finally fall receptive completely. He then pulled them up between her and him so that her human knee were being pressed into her dresser 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 peg back even further than her pectus. Realizing what he was doing, Lacey lifted her had so he could push her ankle joint behind her neck. Looking down she could see her own hip osseous tissue sticking out oddly. She had always been a flexible girl but she felt this was excessive.

Once he was for sure her ramification were there to stay, he returned his attention to her boob. He slapped each of them a few times and then twisted both her nipples at the Saami time. `` Uh huh, that really hurts, '' she mumbled instead of screaming this time. It was more than of a substantiation than a complaint. Her eyes were fixed on his look, waiting for him to do something else.

He dragged his fingernails down her breasts, leaving red streaks. `` Look Mommy, I 'm Ian 's new fucktoy. It 's not so strong, '' Lacey refused to accept to being in pain. She had forgotten that swearing would get her slapped though. `` Ow, '' she tried not to react. The slope of her typeface was stinging now and her nose was running slightly. It was a little hard to go on her in good order eye capable as her cheek was starting to swell.

When he did not move his hand from her face, she turned her head slightly and opened her mouthpiece. She let his fingers trace her lips a few fourth dimension before she started to lap and suck them. `` Do you want to try harder ? '' she was almost taunting him. He grabbed her tongue and twisted it as punishment. `` Harder, '' she mumbled as just she could. He pushed his ovolo further into her backtalk. When she moved her tongue he almost shoved it into the back of her throat.

She began to cough and get down. The paries of her throat massaged his quarter round. She felt like she had a lump in her throat. He scrapped the sides of her mouth as he pulled his quarter round out. `` Ow, '' she muttered when she could speak again.

thrusting into her bitch again, he slid her further off the bed. At the same time he leaned back, putting some of his system of weights into fucking her. Then he reached behind himself and between her legs. 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 asshole. Her swollen eye began to twitch as the wiz filled her abdomen. She felt it all the way up her bowel. `` God, I think I 'm gon na throw up, '' she groaned while grabbing her venter. With his other mitt Ian pressed down atop her hands, putting weight on her belly.

Lacey 's eyes rolled back as she retched. She did not actually fox up though. `` Come on, this doesn't hurt ; it just feels uncanny, '' she began to taunt him again. `` Maybe if you shoved your prick in my butt it would offend more. Would you like that ? Do you want to fuck a young daughter 's cocksucker ? ``

Another smacking to the aspect. `` It 's so numb it doesn't even hurt anymore. You 're gon na have to use your clenched fist. You might break up my nose. Since you enjoy seeing me cry so a great deal, you… ''

'' Shut up, '' Ian cut her off. Without warning he grabbed her legs and pulled them out from behind her head. She winced in annoyance as they returned to their normal stead. He then pulled his cock out of her snatch, leaving a slight trail of blood from her hymen. She groaned dizzily as he flipped her onto her front man. He had to pull on her ankles to get her back on the bed completely. Her grimace was buried in her pillow but she still yelped when his turncock entered her slit again.

The sound of his thighs slapping against her round rear end filled the room. She just lay still as he thrust into her repeatedly. When he got bored of her not reacting, he grabbed a fist full of her hair and lifted her head up. `` Ow, you 're gon na rip it out, '' she whined. `` Do you love fucking barefaced young woman ? ``

Ian was in no situation to slap her again so he just grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back. `` stopover, it 's gon na break ! '' 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 dolly at this rate. ``

He moved his grip to her wrist and began to press it. `` Ian, I swear to god, you ca n't dampen 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 architectural plan for me since we met ? You just wanted an obedient slut to fuck whenever ? I can be that, I can be your obedient hussy. ``

She used her knees to lift her ass off the bed and jab 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 cock 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 come. I could get meaning. You could possess a kid of your own. You don't want to wound your baby 's mother, 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 same time he thrust again. `` That 's right, '' she gasped. `` hand me my kickoff taste of cum. pretend me addicted to it. I 'm not paying rent, I 'm taking mom 's place. I 'm you 're girlfriend now. No, I 'm your fucktoy. You don't have to take me on day of the month or anything. I belong to you. You can eff me any clock time you want, just don't let out 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 oral cavity over his cock. She squealed when she felt warm liquid hitting the backrest of her throat. It was slightly soothing on the scrapes he has made earlier. She swallowed it as quickly as possible.

Despite this, he held her straits down until her facial expression was red from lack of breathing. She slapped his arm a few sentence before resorting to digging her fingernails into his helping hand. He finally released her. She pulled her head up and gasped for air. `` You ca n't fuck me if I 'm numb, '' she hiccupped.

Ian watched her pectus rise and falling rapidly as she caught her breath. `` God, I 'm all sticky and sweaty, '' she finally sighed. `` I 'm gon na go read a shower. '' She began to cringe toward the edge 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 join me. I 'll bend 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 piece of meat. I know my space now. If I don't want to get broken by you, I 've got to keep my worth, right ? '' She stared at him with cold rear end eyes.

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

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

Ian slowly removed his hired hand from her waist and let her crawl off the bed. He watched as she stretched her sore muscles. When she bent down to come to her toes he got a broad view of her bleeding cunt, the red mitt mark on her ass, and her slightly swollen anus. He really did a number on her. Still she seemed somehow o.k.. For that he was glad.

Whatever was to happen next, it was not a matter of forgiveness. There was no way things could go back to normal. Hopefully she would be willing to take over her new role as a hollow for his lust. He definitely had no architectural plan of letting her go .