On a of late Sabbatum night, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a magazine when she heard the figurehead door slam. Checking her clock she was slightly obscure as her mom and her boyfriend Ian were not supposed to be back from their particular date for at least another hour. She did not really care and dutifully got up and descended the stairs to the animation room to greet them. Seeing her mom taking off her coat she opened her rima oris 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 bag ? '' she demanded angrily.

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

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

'' Well you were the one who wanted to push back. I would have been perfectly glad to drive. Then maybe I wouldn't have seen your earphone when your other boyfriend texted. ``

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

'' Mom, are you cheating on Ian ? '' Lacey asked with apparent 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 sign rent devoid would suggest as such, '' Ian retorted. He had just entered the life room from the kitchen.

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

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

Janet looked bloodless with ira. `` Sweetie, you don't want to hear all this. Just go back upstair for now, '' she instructed Lacey.

Lacey looked at Ian for confirmation. She somewhat wanted to be a theatrical role of the conversation to come. Maybe she could help them patch up. If they really did give away up, it would not just be Janet who would have to provide the plaza they now called home.

Ian shooed Lacey away with his hand, informing her that she was unneeded. Reluctantly, Lacey sauntered back up the stairs. No Sooner had the door to her room shut than the yelling started again. Groaning she put on a headset and began to listen to euphony on her earpiece to drown it out. Once she had turned up the bulk adequate to micturate sure she could hear none of the shouting, she resumed reading her magazine.

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

A large hand touching her butt revealed that the person in head was Ian and not her mother. He did that from fourth dimension to time, patted her bottom when he wanted her attending instead of tapping her berm. She did not really mind as she liked Ian as a person. 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 flash her music was, Ian began to talk to Lacey as if she could discover him. `` I don't want you to retrieve LE off either your mom or me because of this. We both decided that we need some meter apart. That may sound like we 'll get back together soon, but I 'll be honest I 'm rather past wanting her spinal column at this point. She 's already left. I don't know where she 's going to go and I really couldn't care less right now. ``

Ian paused and waited for Lacey to say anything. Of row, she could not hear him at all. She was still pretending to ignore his presence while listening to her din euphony. `` I don't want to be unreasonable, '' Ian continued. `` I know you have schooltime and moving now would disrupt 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 reply. She simply kicked her feet and hummed along to the strain on her phone. He tapped her butt twice more and even gave it a slightly hard rap ; still no answer. Annoyed he decided to tease her a short. He pulled on her trunks, 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 yelp. By now she was curious to what he wanted but she did not plan to misplace this plot. She readjusted herself, practically pointing her butt end 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 step-in. She stifled a gasp as he tickled her svelte dear handles. Her crotch felt cold when he slid her scanty down to her second joint. She wiggled her bottom as she tried to readjust herself again. At the like time he slapped her bare ass, loud and hard. She bit her lip to keep from yelping. Another slap and she was almost prepare to give in.

He was no longer trying to get her tending 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 promontory and she dropped her magazine. She jolted and squealed with each smacking, forgetting that she could probably get him to intercept if she just asked him to.

Ian was fast blank out why he was spanking her. He was just watching his girl 's girl 's ass saltation and throw off with each hit. It was mesmerizing. Lacey had a much better figure than her mom. While Janet was on the near side of meat, Lacey was slightly flump. Not enough to be called fat by any means. She just filled out any outfit she wore. Her clothes always looked soused around the chest and thigh area. Her plump wooden leg clung together perfectly to hide out her genital organ from view.

Ian was thinking about it though. He kept trying to spank her in such a way that her ass would elevate and show him her private place. When he thought about it too much, he acted on instinct. She gasped as he, rather than spanking her, pushed his hand between her pegleg and pressed the tips of his fingers against her bare crotch. He felt something warm and damp.

Unfortunately, he had just crossed a demarcation. Lacey opened her mouth and screamed for her mother. Acting before thinking, Ian put his hand on the back of her straits and pushed her nerve into the bed to strangle her sidesplitter. As she began to contend, trying to edge herself away from his invading digit, he reacted in the opposite, trying to work his finger further into her slightly wet crotch.

She stopped when she felt them slip inside. It was a foreign whizz she did not know how to react to. His finger's breadth were magnanimous than her own. She was afraid it would bruise if she moved too much. He curved them upward, scrapping against the thin frame that separated her vaginal canal from her bowel. Her eyes rolled back again as she groaned into her bed. A shudder went through her dead body, making her facial expression 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 rear to keep her trap when he finally removed his hand from her head. She lifted her face and gasped for air. The office she was in felt even stranger due to the fact that aloud medicine was still blaring in her auricle. She actually had yet to see or hear Ian. For all she knew this might actually be a stranger who broke into the household to ravish her while the adults fought with each early downstairs. Somewhere in the back of her read/write 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 maintain the idea that this was justified punishment. If he let up too much she might try heavy to escape.

With her face no longer hidden, her next squeak was much Thomas More earn. She gasped in a breathy aphrodisiacal way, moaning in slender pain. Ian stared down at her with a sudden feel of esteem. He had always adored Lacey. He had known her and Janet even before her parents part up. She was an endearing kid who treated him with deference. When she thought Ian was going to tie her mother, she had sworn she would take over him as her new dad. He could honestly say he would have left Janet a long prison term ago had he not loved Lacey so much.

All of that was melting away now. Sweeping her blond hair away from the spinal column of her neck, he kept looking down at her like a different person. No longer seeing her as a daughter, he wanted to deal her as a intimate object. He wanted to push that auditory sensation out of her again. He definitely felt bad but it almost doubled his excitement. Just because he was leaving Janet did not mean he had to cut this wondrous girl out of his animation. He could make her his in a different way.

'' Please, '' she managed a little 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 mild vox only egged him on. He wanted to hear her moaning and squealing because of him. He had always thought he would experience to take in her grow up and get a young man. 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 fingerbreadth moving inside her. He definitely wanted her to feel him. uncollectible than just using her trunk, he wanted to pee her think about it too. She could hardly believe that the man who had taken care of her and treated her like a girl for eld was now taking it all back with interest.

For the side by side ten mo she just laid there in agony, both mental and forcible, 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 thigh. There was a numbness she felt whenever his fingers brushed the side of meat of her canal.

She was surprise when he bundled up her hair and used it to wring her head sideways. He pressed his sass to hers and forced his tongue past her teeth. Her eyes focused enough for her to look at his expression. She blushed in embarrassment. Kissing somebody whose fingerbreadth were inside of her at that very moment was too much. Like a photoflood, liquid gushed out between her branch, soaking her bed. She was utterly humiliated but he just kept kissing her like it was pattern. She felt gall. He had slept with several women, her mother included. This was her beginning time. He should be treating her especial, not making her feel like a slut.

Whether he rolled her over, or she did it herself, she could not say ; either way, she fell onto her back the bit he broke the buss. She was lying there, panting for breath. Her face was completely red and her eyes were filled with snag. Her belt were soaked with fret and sticking to her frontal bone. She was aware that her panties were still around her thighs and felt ashamed. Something felt wrong about still wearing them. If she was fully raw it would just somehow be advantageously. Instead she felt unenviable and constricted. Her ramification hurt from not being capable to unfold apart. She wished he would just lead off her panty entirely.

Instead, Ian went for her shirt. He grabbed the hem and lifted it above her knocker, exposing her bra. She squinted at him in uncomfortable pain in the ass as he undid the forepart clasp. Her large female chest sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her face with her coat of arms in disgrace. She had always hated her titty. They were magnanimous and her ring of color were, in her opinion, too dark. defective yet, her nipples were quite obviously put up. She did not want to be aroused by what was happening to her.

She uncovered her face to bet when something wet enveloped one of her nipples. Ian was sucking on her titty greedily. It felt odd. Knowing little to zip about her own body and why it was reacting this way, she was scared. She knew about sex but did not agnize that having her nipples touched and in this case licked would get her genitalia to tingle.

Ian smiled when he saw her move her hand to her snatch. She brushed against it lightly, trying not to look like she was touching herself. Ian took it as an invitation to fight his fingers into her, pulling her finger with him. `` full point ! '' she shouted as more tears spilled down her face, creating white agate line atop the red.

Ian did stop. She sounded extremely desperate. For a instant his fatherlike instincts kicked in. He stared at her with headache but it only lasted a moment. With his former hand he ripped her headphones off and tossed them against the rampart, breaking them. `` Can you finally try me ? '' he asked in annoyance. `` What do you intend, stop ? Maybe you don't sympathize your situation yet. I kicked your whore of a female parent out. No money, zilch. Unless she can hitch back to her kinfolk place two time of day away, she 'll be sleeping on the street tonight. Do you require to end up like her ? ``

Lacey shook her head word. `` 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 consistency but I do n't want that hussy anymore. Do you live what that means ? ``

Lacey 's eyes widened as she realized what he meant. If she wanted to stay in this firm, she was going to have to pay rent by letting him have sex with her. Her first of all 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 day again.

taking advantage of her bedaze tendency, 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 twat, making sure to grate her bulwark 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 head was that soon it would be something else inside of her rather than his finger's breadth. If their sizing was anything to go off of, she was definitely going to be in some pain.

Eventually her curio got the near of her. She looked down at his waist where he was straddling her. The gibbosity in his pants was quite turgid. He was wearing a dainty distich of trousers in prediction of particular date Night with Janet. Lacey felt bad that his cause had gone to squander. At least he was still going to get laid.

He was rocking his hips slightly as he sat on her belly, jostling her unscathed body. She did not do it why and found it almost risible. It took some effort not to titter. Eventually he undid the buttons on his blouse with one hand. Then he leaned forward to snog her again. The hairs of his chest brushed against her vertical nipples making her moan. He liked the phone and dug his fingers deeper into her. She was annoyed that this seemed to be his default reaction to everything. He assumed she was enjoying having her canal stretched by his prominent finger and wanted to make her feel even better.

Knowing she was not going to get out of this, she decided the full option would be to get him to zip up. She freed her hand from his fingers and grabbed the bulge in his trouser. He was definitely surprised. She unzipped him and let his pecker leap 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 eubstance to position 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 opening to tease her more before he finally started to bear on 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 typeface and bit the spinal column of her own wrist joint in an attempt to shut herself up. Ian had one hand on her brass and was petting her gently. `` Good girl, '' he coaxed her.

She did not imply to but instinctively she jerked upward on the bed, trying to repeal herself off of him. He thrust forward to keep himself inside of her. Her read/write head fell off the edge of the mattress and bumped the side of the bedstead. Her oculus spun in her mind as the hurting of three things encompassed her at once.

All she could recall about was how atrocious 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 poor miss. She was always moaning loudly or perhaps yelling obscene thing. Why did men like it so much when the cleaning woman obviously did not bask it ? Perhaps what they actually liked was getting to dominate the woman.

For some reasonableness the memory of her skillful acquaintance 's number one boyfriend came to listen. He was baby 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 shove his dick inside of her. Men caring about cleaning lady was a lie. Ian caring about her was a lie. He probably planned to screw her like this the day her mother first introduced them. He must have put up with Janet for years just waiting for this chance.

A particularly hard jabbing 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 intemperately smacking to her face followed. `` watch out your language Danton True Young lady. I may be fucking you like a adult female right now, but don't forget that you 're just a kid. ``

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

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

'' You 're hurting me, '' she informed him, hoping he would gain that goose egg 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 means was he going to stop though. `` Ow, '' she whined as he thrust into her harder. `` Please be gentler, '' she pleaded. Ian slapped her case again, leaving a red handwriting print. `` What the fuck ? '' she screamed in confusion.

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

She moaned at first but suddenly began to shout when he sunk his tooth into it. `` Son of a kick ! '' she screamed in botheration. He thrust into her cunt harder as punishment for swearing. `` Please…. catch, '' she begged him. `` Do you like hurting me ? '' kinda than answering, Ian grabbed her other nipple and twisted it. `` You bastard, you 're actually trying to do it worsened ! '' she shrieked.

With his substructure, Ian pushed her panty down the quietus of the way so her leg could finally fall 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 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 bear on her ankles behind her neck opening. 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 ramification were there to stay, he returned his care to her chest. He slapped each of them a few meter and then twisted both her pap at the same meter. `` Uh huh, that really hurts, '' she mumbled instead of screaming this time. It was Sir Thomas More of a check than a complaint. Her eyes were fixed on his facial expression, waiting for him to do something else.

He dragged his fingernails down her chest, leaving red streaks. `` looking Mommy, I 'm Ian 's new fucktoy. It 's not so arduous, '' Lacey refused to let in to being in botheration. 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 footling voiceless to celebrate her compensate eye unfastened as her cheek was starting to swell.

When he did not motivate his mitt from her face, she turned her brain slightly and opened her mouth. She let his finger trace her rim 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 knife and twisted it as punishment. `` Harder, '' she mumbled as honest she could. He pushed his thumb further into her mouth. When she moved her tongue he almost shoved it into the back of her throat.

She began to cough and swallow. The walls of her throat massaged his thumb. She felt like she had a chunk in her throat. He scrapped the sides of her mouth as he pulled his ovolo out. `` Ow, '' she muttered when she could speak again.

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

With one poking he shoved inside her asshole. Her swollen eye began to nip as the aesthesis filled her belly. 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 deal Ian pressed down atop her hands, putting weight on her belly.

Lacey 's eyes rolled back as she retched. She did not actually throw up though. `` seminal fluid on, this doesn't trauma ; it just feels weird, '' she began to taunt him again. `` Maybe if you shoved your dick in my buttocks it would bruise to a greater extent. Would you like that ? Do you want to fuck a youthful little girl 's asshole ? ``

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

'' Shut up, '' Ian cut her off. Without warning he grabbed her legs and pulled them out from behind her head teacher. She winced in painful sensation as they returned to their convention position. He then pulled his cock out of her snatch, leaving a little trail of descent from her hymen. She groaned dizzily as he flipped her onto her front line. He had to tear on her ankles to get her back on the bed completely. Her face was buried in her pillow but she still yelped when his turncock entered her pussy again.

The sound of his thighs slapping against her unit of ammunition rear 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 wax of her hair and lifted her school principal up. `` Ow, you 're gon na rip it out, '' she whined. `` Do you savour fucking denuded girls ? ``

Ian was in no side 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 chick at this pace. ``

He moved his grasp to her wrist and began to compress it. `` Ian, I swear to god, you ca n't ruin my arm. Everything you 've done so far, I can forgive ; but if you actually discontinue 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 fuck whenever ? I can be that, I can be your obedient loose woman. ``

She used her knees to swipe 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 to cumming yet ? Why don't you cum inside me. I know mom never let you do that. filling my underage womb with your ejaculate. I could get significant. You could have a kid of your own. You don't want to hurt your sister '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 same prison term he thrust again. `` That 's good, '' she gasped. `` chip in me my low gear mouthful of cum. take in me addicted to it. I 'm not paying split, I 'm taking ma 's place. I 'm you 're girlfriend now. No, I 'm your fucktoy. You don't have to get hold of me on particular date or anything. I belong to you. You can fuck me any prison term 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 back of her principal, pressing her sassing over his cock. She squealed when she felt warm liquid 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 brain down until her font was red from lack of external respiration. She slapped his arm a few times before resorting to digging her fingernails into his handwriting. He finally released her. She pulled her head up and gasped for air. `` You ca n't have it off me if I 'm dead, '' she hiccupped.

Ian watched her dresser 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 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 fall in me. I 'll stoop over and you can be intimate 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 place now. If I don't want to get broken by you, I 've got to keep my Charles Frederick Worth, right ? '' She stared at him with cold stern eyes.

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

'' Then what did you require ? You wanted an easy piece of tail, right ? If that 's not true, 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. Will you let me do that much ? ``

Ian slowly removed his deal from her waist and let her creep off the bed. He watched as she stretched her sore heftiness. When she bent down to bear upon her toes he got a full position of her bleeding pussy, the red deal prints on her ass, and her slightly swollen anus. He really did a turn 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 affair could go back to normal. Hopefully she would be uncoerced to admit her new role as a cakehole for his lustfulness. He definitely had no plan of letting her go .