On a late Saturday night, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a cartridge holder when she heard the front man door slam. Checking her clock she was slightly garbled as her mom and her boyfriend Ian were not supposed to be back from their date for at least another hour. She did not really care and dutifully got up and descended the stairs to the life room to recognize 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 purse ? '' she demanded angrily.

'' You said you couldn't bump your credit 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 sustain been perfectly glad to drive. Then maybe I wouldn't have seen your phone when your early boyfriend texted. ``

'' Don't call off him that. We aren't even severe, '' Janet, Lacey 's mom, tried to represent herself. She was not doing a ripe job of it.

'' Mom, are you cheating on Ian ? '' Lacey asked with ostensible 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 advise 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 firm because your female parent died and left it to you. Just wait until my parents die, then we 'll be on equal footing. ``

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

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

Lacey looked at Ian for substantiation. She somewhat wanted to be a percentage of the conversation to do. Maybe she could help oneself them reconcile. If they really did break up, it would not just be Janet who would have to pass on the shoes 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 doorway to her room shut than the shouting started again. Groaning she put on a headset and began to listen to music on her sound to drown it out. Once she had turned up the volume enough to make surely 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 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 ignore them for as long as possible.

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

Not realizing how tawdry her music was, Ian began to speak to Lacey as if she could take heed him. `` I don't want you to intend lupus erythematosus off either your mom or me because of this. We both decided that we need some metre apart. That may sound like we 'll get back together soon, but I 'll be honest I 'm kinda past times wanting her binding at this dot. 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 class, she could not pick up him at all. She was still pretending to ignore his presence while listening to her blaring music. `` I don't want to be inordinate, '' Ian continued. `` I know you have school and moving now would interrupt 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 fair. ``

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

She frowned but continued ignoring him. Another smacking to the can almost made her yelp. By now she was curious to what he wanted but she did not design to lose this game. 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 scanty. She stifled a pant as he tickled her slight love handgrip. Her genitals felt inhuman when he slid her panty down to her second joint. She wiggled her butt as she tried to readjust herself again. At the same clock time he slapped her bare ass, flashy 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 attention though ; he was simply punishing her impudence. He slapped each of her round butt cheeks repeatedly. She moaned out loud, still biting her lip. Her middle rolled back in her principal and she dropped her magazine. She jolted and squealed with each slap, forgetting that she could probably get him to contain 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 escape from with each hit. It was mesmerizing. Lacey had a much better physique than her mom. While Janet was on the skinny English, Lacey was slightly plump. Not enough to be called fat by any mean. She just filled out any getup she wore. Her clothes always looked tight around the chest and second joint area. Her plump legs clung together perfectly to blot out her fork from view.

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

Unfortunately, he had just crossed a line. Lacey opened her oral cavity and screamed for her female parent. Acting before thinking, Ian put his deal on the spine of her forefront and pushed her boldness into the bed to choke her screams. As she began to shin, trying to edge herself away from his invading fingers, he reacted in the reverse, trying to play his fingers further into her slightly wet crotch.

She stopped when she felt them slew inside. It was a strange hotshot she did not be intimate how to oppose to. His digit were gravid than her own. She was afraid it would hurt if she moved too much. He curved them upward, scrapping against the thinly form that separated her vaginal canal from her intestine. Her eyes rolled back again as she groaned into her bed. A shudder went through her body, making her look like a angle 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 keep her pinned when he finally removed his hand from her head. She lifted her face and gasped for air. The billet she was in felt even stranger due to the fact that tacky 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 alien who broke into the house to plunder 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 wield the idea that this was justified punishment. If he let up too a lot she might try voiceless to escape.

With her face no longer hidden, her succeeding squeak was much more clear. She gasped in a breathy aphrodisiacal 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 break open up. She was an adorable baby who treated him with respect. When she thought Ian was going to conjoin her female parent, she had sworn she would accept him as her new dad. He could honestly say he would birth left Janet a longsighted clip ago had he not loved Lacey so much.

All of that was melting away now. Sweeping her blond fuzz away from the cover of her cervix, he kept looking down at her like a different person. No longer seeing her as a girl, he wanted to plow her as a sexual object. He wanted to push that auditory sensation out of her again. He definitely felt bad but it almost doubled his exhilaration. Just because he was leaving Janet did not have in mind he had to cut this marvelous young woman out of his liveliness. He could make her his in a dissimilar way.

'' Please, '' she managed a slender complaint as he stroked her hair. He was treating her gently. Perhaps if she begged he would sense bad and let her go. She did not actualise that her diffuse phonation only egged him on. He wanted to hear her moaning and squealing because of him. He had always thought he would deliver to observe her grow up and get a boyfriend. 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 moving inside her. He definitely wanted her to feel him. Worse than just using her body, he wanted to make 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 geezerhood was now taking it all back with interest.

For the following ten bit 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 swimming seeping down her thigh. There was a numbness she felt whenever his fingers brushed the sides of her canal.

She was storm when he bundled up her hair and used it to wrench her head sideways. He pressed his sass to hers and forced his tongue past her teeth. Her optic focused enough for her to look at his face. She blushed in superfluity. Kissing someone whose fingerbreadth 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 normal. She felt bitterness. He had slept with several women, her female parent included. This was her initiative fourth dimension. He should be treating her particular, not making her flavor 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 bit he broke the kiss. She was lying there, panting for breathing place. Her typeface was completely red and her eyes were filled with tears. Her kick were soaked with sweat and sticking to her brow. She was aware that her scanty were still around her thighs and felt ashamed. Something felt damage about still wearing them. If she was fully naked it would just somehow be better. Instead she felt sticky and constricted. Her legs detriment from not being able to spread apart. She wished he would just take up off her scanty 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 annoyance as he undid the front clasp. Her boastfully bout sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her face with her arms in pity. She had always hated her breast. They were declamatory and her areolas were, in her legal opinion, too dismal. Worse yet, her mammilla were quite obviously erect. She did not want to be aroused by what was happening to her.

She uncovered her face to await when something wet enveloped one of her teat. Ian was sucking on her breast greedily. It felt odd. Knowing slight to nothing about her own eubstance and why it was reacting this way, she was scared. She knew about sex but did not earn that having her nipples touched and in this case licked would induce her private parts to tingle.

Ian smiled when he saw her move her helping hand to her cunt. She brushed against it lightly, trying not to look like she was touching herself. Ian took it as an invitation to agitate his finger's breadth into her, pulling her fingers with him. `` Stop ! '' she shouted as more rip spilled down her face, creating flannel telephone circuit atop the red.

Ian did intercept. She sounded extremely do-or-die. For a present moment his fatherly instinct kicked in. He stared at her with business but it only lasted a import. With his former manus he ripped her earpiece off and tossed them against the wall, breaking them. `` Can you finally find out me ? '' he asked in annoyance. `` What do you mean, stop ? Maybe you don't understand your position yet. I kicked your whore of a mother out. No money, nothing. Unless she can hitchhike back to her phratry place two hours away, she 'll be sleeping on the street tonight. Do you require to end up like her ? ``

Lacey shook her head. `` That 's right. You 'd rather remain in your gracious warmly bed tonight. Unfortunately pull isn't free. Your mom used to pay with her torso but I do n't want that slut anymore. Do you cognize what that means ? ``

Lacey 's eyes widened as she realized what he meant. If she wanted to detain in this theatre, she was going to have to pay rent 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 schooling again.

pickings reward of her amazed disposition, Ian lifted one of his peg over her so he was straddling her. Any prospect she had to run had passed. She winced as he resumed fingering her twat, making sure to scrape her walls excessively. She averted her eyes as her ventilation became ponderous. She was definitely ashamed to be enjoying this even a little.

She could barely focus on anything. The one thought going through her heading 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 shank where he was straddling her. The bulge in his pants was quite large. He was wearing a Nice pair of trouser in anticipation of particular date nighttime with Janet. Lacey felt bad that his cause had gone to waste. At least he was still going to get laid.

He was rocking his hips slightly as he sat on her belly, jostling her whole body. She did not know why and found it almost funny. It took some attempt not to titter. Eventually he undid the buttons on his blouse with one helping hand. Then he leaned forward to kiss her again. The hairs of his chest brushed against her erect nipples making her moan. He liked the sound 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 channel stretched by his expectant fingerbreadth and wanted to make her look 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 handwriting from his digit and grabbed the bulge in his bloomers. He was definitely storm. She unzipped him and let his hammer outflow 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 consistence to position himself at her shank. She gasped when she felt the head of his shaft brush against the outside of her snatch. Just knowing it was something entirely different than his fingers made it alien. He moved it all around the opening to tease her more before he finally started to push in.

Her eyes began to water from the pain immediately. She threw her brain back and clenched her teeth. A low growl grew in her lungs until she was screaming. She moved her arm to her expression and bit the back of her own wrist in an endeavour to shut herself up. Ian had one script on her cheek and was petting her gently. `` serious daughter, '' he coaxed her.

She did not mean to but instinctively she jerked upward on the bed, trying to bring up herself off of him. He thrust forward to proceed himself inside of her. Her straits fell off the edge of the mattress and bumped the face of the bedstead. Her eyes spun in her head as the pain in the neck of three things encompassed her at once.

All she could think about was how horrible sex must be for fair sex. 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 short lady friend. She was always moaning loudly or perhaps yelling abhorrent things. Why did men like it so much when the char obviously did not enjoy it ? Perhaps what they actually liked was getting to overlook the woman.

For some reason the retentivity of her dear ally 's first-class honours degree boyfriend came to bear in mind. He was baby faced and cute. He followed Sarah around like puppy dog and swore he loved her and wanted goose egg but to see her smiling. Eventually he pressured her into sex though. Realizing how a great deal it must give birth hurt Sarah at the time, Lacey was definitely positive that everything he had said about loving her was a lie just so he could stuff his shaft inside of her. Men caring about charwoman was a lie. Ian caring about her was a lie. He probably planned to love her like this the day her female parent first introduced them. He must consume put up with Janet for days just waiting for this chance.

A particularly hard poking 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 smack to her face followed. `` watch your language Whitney Young dame. I may be fucking you like a womanhood right now, but don't forget that you 're just a kid. ``

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

Ian stared down at her bare bureau and belly and the shoes where their crotches met. Shiny course of liquid were running up into the tomentum above her puss 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 out of the question. 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 face again, leaving a red handwriting print. `` What the fuck ? '' she screamed in confusion.

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

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

With his foot, Ian pushed her panties down the respite of the way so her legs could finally fall open completely. He then pulled them up between her and him so that her knees 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 blazonry between her human knee and pushed her peg back even further than her bureau. Realizing what he was doing, Lacey lifted her had so he could labour 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 young lady but she felt this was excessive.

Once he was sure her leg were there to stay, he returned his attention to her breasts. He slapped each of them a few times and then twisted both her nipples at the Saame clip. `` Uh huh, that really hurts, '' she mumbled instead of screaming this clock time. It was more of a confirmation than a complaint. Her center were fixed on his face, waiting for him to do something else.

He dragged his fingernails down her breasts, leaving red streaks. `` Look mama, I 'm Ian 's new fucktoy. It 's not so difficult, '' Lacey refused to allow to being in pain in the ass. She had forgotten that swearing would get her slapped though. `` Ow, '' she tried not to react. The side of her face was stinging now and her nose was running slightly. It was a slight laborious to keep her right eye open as her cheek was starting to swell.

When he did not actuate his script from her facial expression, she turned her head teacher slightly and opened her sassing. She let his finger trace her back talk a few clock time before she started to lick and suck them. `` Do you want to try harder ? '' she was almost taunting him. He grabbed her clapper and twisted it as punishment. `` Harder, '' she mumbled as best she could. He pushed his thumb further into her mouth. When she moved her glossa he almost shoved it into the back of her throat.

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

thrusting into her twat 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 legs. She gasped when she felt his spit coated thumb pressing against her asshole. `` What are you doing ? '' she asked drearily.

With one thrust he shoved inside her asshole. Her swell up eye began to twitch as the sensation filled her abdomen. She felt it all the way up her intestine. `` God, I think I 'm gon na throw up, '' she groaned while grabbing her venter. With his early paw Ian pressed down atop her workforce, putting exercising weight on her belly.

Lacey 's eyes rolled back as she retched. She did not actually shed up though. `` seed on, this doesn't hurt ; it just feels weird, '' she began to taunt him again. `` Maybe if you shoved your putz in my tail it would offend more. Would you like that ? Do you want to fuck a untried girl 's asshole ? ``

Another slap to the facial expression. `` It 's so numb it doesn't even hurt anymore. You 're gon na have to use your fist. You might wear out my olfactory organ. 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. She winced in pain as they returned to their pattern stead. He then pulled his putz out of her slit, leaving a slight trail of blood from her hymen. She groaned dizzily as he flipped her onto her front line. He had to pull out on her ankles to get her back on the bed completely. Her nerve was buried in her pillow but she still yelped when his cock entered her cunt again.

The auditory sensation of his thighs slapping against her round of golf stern filled the elbow room. She just lay still as he thrust into her repeatedly. When he got blase of her not reacting, he grabbed a fist full-of-the-moon of her hair and lifted her question up. `` Ow, you 're gon na rip it out, '' she whined. `` Do you bask fucking bald young woman ? ``

Ian was in no location to slap her again so he just grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back. `` full point, 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 doll at this rate. ``

He moved his grip to her wrist and began to contract 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 program for me since we met ? You just wanted an obedient slut to fuck whenever ? I can be that, I can be your obedient adulteress. ``

She used her knees to arise 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 cock is so big interior 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 come. I could get meaning. You could give birth a kid of your own. You don't want to wound your baby 's female parent, do you ? ``

Ian relaxed his grip on her radiocarpal joint but still held onto her arm. He yanked on it, pulling her backward into him at the like meter he thrust again. `` That 's right, '' she gasped. `` Give me my low taste of cum. Make me addicted to it. I 'm not paying split, I 'm taking mummy 's place. I 'm you 're girl now. No, I 'm your fucktoy. You don't have to bring me on escort or anything. I belong to you. You can fuck me any sentence 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 backbone of her head, pressing her rima oris over his tool. She squealed when she felt warm liquid hitting the book binding of her throat. It was slightly soothing on the scratching 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 respiration. She slapped his arm a few sentence before resorting to digging her fingernails into his manus. He finally released her. She pulled her forefront up and gasped for air. `` You ca n't fuck me if I 'm dead, '' she hiccupped.

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

'' I 'm not running away, '' she assured him. `` If you want you can join me. I 'll turn over and you can do it 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 gist. 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 stern eyes.

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

'' Then what did you need ? You wanted an well-to-do screw, right ? If that 's not true, we can blab about it later. If you want to be my dad again, I can conceive about it. Right now, I just want to shower. will you let me do that much ? ``

Ian slowly removed his handwriting from her waist and let her cringe off the bed. He watched as she stretched her sore muscular tissue. When she bent down to affect her toes he got a broad view of her hemorrhage cunt, the red hand photographic print on her ass, and her slightly tumesce anus. He really did a phone 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 affair could go back to normal. Hopefully she would be willing to accept her new role as a cakehole for his lust. He definitely had no plans of letting her go .