On a late Saturday night, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a powder store when she heard the presence door dig. Checking her clock she was slightly confused as her mom and her young man Ian were not supposed to be back from their date for at least another hour. She did not really wish and dutifully got up and descended the stair to the keep room to recognise them. Seeing her mom taking off her coat she opened her mouth to recognize her but was cut off by her shouting into the kitchen at who she assumed was Ian.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Mom, are you cheating on Ian ? '' Lacey asked with patent 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 snag free would suggest 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 equal ground. ``

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

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

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

Ian shooed Lacey away with his hired man, informing her that she was unneeded. Reluctantly, Lacey sauntered back up the stairs. No Oklahoman had the room access to her way shut than the cheering started again. Groaning she put on a headset and began to heed to euphony on her sound to drown it out. Once she had turned up the volume decent to make trusted 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 way opened. She did however palpate the weight of someone sitting down on the bed behind her. Feeling annoyed at having been sent away earlier, she did not trouble oneself looking at them. She wanted to be subaltern and ignore them for as long as possible.

A large hand touching her tooshie revealed that the person in question was Ian and not her female parent. He did that from meter to prison term, patted her bottom when he wanted her aid instead of tapping her shoulder. She did not really mind as she liked Ian as a somebody. In fact, one of the primary reason he and her mother got together was because he got along so well with Lacey.

Not realizing how loud her music was, Ian began to talk to Lacey as if she could pick up 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 clock time apart. That may go like we 'll get back together soon, but I 'll be honest I 'm kinda past wanting her cover at this distributor point. She 's already left. I don't know where she 's going to go and I really couldn't aid less right now. ``

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

Once again, Ian waited for Lacey to react. She simply kicked her pes and hummed along to the song on her phone. He tapped her goat twice more and even gave it a slightly heavily belt ; still no answer. Annoyed he decided to razz her a little. He pulled on her shorts, sliding them down her legs and exposing her heart print panties.

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

After another three smack, he decided to up the ante. He slid his thumbs into the waist of her panties. She stifled a gasp as he tickled her slender dearest handle. Her fork felt frigidity when he slid her pantie down to her thigh. She wiggled her butt as she tried to readjust herself again. At the same metre he slapped her bare ass, flash and intemperate. She bit her lip to keep from yelping. Another smack and she was almost ready to gift in.

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

Ian was fast forgetting why he was spanking her. He was just watching his girl 's daughter 's ass bounce and shake with each hit. It was mesmerizing. Lacey had a much better figure than her mom. While Janet was on the cheeseparing side, Lacey was slightly plump. Not enough to be called fat by any agency. She just filled out any kit she wore. Her apparel always looked miserly around the chest and thigh country. Her plump stage clung together perfectly to cover her crotch from view.

Ian was thinking about it though. He kept trying to spank her in such a way that her ass would lift and show him her private blank space. When he thought about it too much, he acted on instinct. She gasped as he, rather than spanking her, pushed his script 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 railway line. Lacey opened her oral cavity and screamed for her mother. Acting before thought, Ian put his hand on the back of her head and pushed her face into the bed to stifle her sidesplitter. As she began to scramble, trying to inch herself away from his invading fingers, he reacted in the opposite, trying to work his fingers further into her slightly wet crotch.

She stopped when she felt them slip inside. It was a alien adept she did not sleep together how to react to. His fingerbreadth 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 out flesh that separated her vaginal canal from her intestines. Her heart rolled back again as she groaned into her bed. A shudder went through her body, making her tone like a Pisces the Fishes flopping atop the bed.

By then, Ian was committed. He crawled upward on the bed and pressed his knee joint into the little of her rachis to go on her pinned when he finally removed his manus from her brain. She lifted her face and gasped for air. The state of affairs she was in palpate even unknown due to the fact that loud music 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 plunder her while the adults fought with each other downstairs. Somewhere in the back of her chief though she knew it was Ian. She just knew.

'' You shouldn't have ignored me, '' Ian scolded her as he worked his digit 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 grueling to escape.

With her cheek no longer hidden, her next squeak was much Thomas More crystalize. She gasped in a breathy aphrodisiac way, moaning in slight pain. Ian stared down at her with a sudden expression of admiration. He had always adored Lacey. He had known her and Janet even before her parents split up. She was an adorable child who treated him with respect. When she thought Ian was going to hook up with her mother, she had sworn she would take on him as her new dad. He could honestly say he would have left Janet a tenacious time ago had he not loved Lacey so much.

All of that was melting away now. Sweeping her blonde whisker away from the back of her neck, he kept looking down at her like a different person. No longer seeing her as a daughter, he wanted to care for her as a intimate object. He wanted to force that sound out of her again. He definitely felt bad but it almost doubled his fervour. Just because he was leaving Janet did not mean he had to cut this wonderful little girl out of his aliveness. He could make her his in a different way.

'' Please, '' she managed a slight charge 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 clear that her piano voice only egged him on. He wanted to get word her moaning and squealing because of him. He had always thought he would have to watch 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 finger moving inside her. He definitely wanted her to find him. high-risk than just using her body, he wanted to make her think about it too. She could hardly believe that the man who had taken caution of her and treated her like a daughter for year was now taking it all back with interest.

For the next ten minutes she just laid there in excruciation, 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 second joint. There was a indifference she felt whenever his finger's breadth brushed the sides of her canal.

She was surprised when he bundled up her hair and used it to wrench her head sideways. He pressed his lips to hers and forced his tongue past her dentition. Her eyes focused enough for her to see at his facial expression. She blushed in superfluity. Kissing someone whose finger were inside of her at that very bit was too a good deal. Like a deluge, liquid gushed out between her wooden leg, soaking her bed. She was utterly humiliated but he just kept kissing her like it was rule. She felt resentment. He had slept with several char, her mother included. This was her first time. He should be treating her special, not making her smell like a slut.

Whether he rolled her over, or she did it herself, she could not severalise ; either way, she fell onto her back the import he broke the kiss. She was lying there, panting for breath. Her typeface was completely red and her eye were filled with split. Her bang were soaked with sweat and sticking to her frontal bone. She was cognisant that her step-in were still around her thighs and felt ashamed. Something felt wrongfulness about still wearing them. If she was fully raw it would just somehow be better. Instead she felt viscous and press. Her legs hurt from not being able to fan out apart. She wished he would just learn off her pantie entirely.

Instead, Ian went for her shirt. He grabbed the hem and lifted it above her breasts, exposing her bra. She squinted at him in uncomfortable chafe as he undid the straw man hold. Her great binge sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her facial expression with her arms in shame. She had always hated her bosom. They were boastfully and her areola were, in her opinion, too saturnine. Worse yet, her nipples were quite obviously erect. She did not desire to be aroused by what was happening to her.

She uncovered her face to appear when something wet enveloped one of her nipples. Ian was sucking on her chest greedily. It felt odd. Knowing little to nothing about her own physical structure and why it was reacting this way, she was scared. She knew about sex but did not understand that having her nipples touched and in this case licked would cause her crotch to tingle.

Ian smiled when he saw her move her bridge player to her pussy. She brushed against it lightly, trying not to look like she was touching herself. Ian took it as an invitation to push his finger's breadth into her, pulling her finger with him. `` Stop ! '' she shouted as more weeping spilled down her font, creating snowy lines atop the red.

Ian did quit. She sounded extremely desperate. For a mo his fatherly instinct kicked in. He stared at her with concern but it only lasted a moment. With his other mitt he ripped her earpiece off and tossed them against the wall, breaking them. `` Can you finally hear me ? '' he asked in bother. `` What do you mean, stop ? Maybe you don't empathize your billet yet. I kicked your woman of the street of a mother out. No money, nothing. Unless she can hitchhike back to her folks place two hours away, she 'll be sleeping on the street tonight. Do you want to end up like her ? ``

Lacey shook her capitulum. `` That 's redress. You 'd rather stay on in your nice warm bed tonight. Unfortunately hire isn't detached. Your mom used to pay with her body but I do n't want that slut anymore. Do you jazz what that means ? ``

Lacey 's eyes widened as she realized what he meant. If she wanted to stay in this family, she was going to have to pay rent by letting him feature sex with her. Her first thinking 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 stupefied disposition, Ian lifted one of his peg 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 as shooting to scrape her walls excessively. She averted her eyes as her breathing became great. She was definitely ashamed to be enjoying this even a little.

She could barely focus on anything. The one thought going through her capitulum was that soon it would be something else interior 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 practiced of her. She looked down at his waistline where he was straddling her. The bulge in his pants was quite large. He was wearing a nice couplet of trouser in prevision of engagement 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 hip slightly as he sat on her tummy, jostling her unanimous body. She did not know why and found it almost funny. It took some effort not to giggle. Eventually he undid the release on his blouse with one hand. Then he leaned forward to kiss her again. The hairs of his chest of drawers brushed against her put up teat making her moan. He liked the sound and dug his fingers deeper into her. She was annoyed that this seemed to be his nonpayment reaction to everything. He assumed she was enjoying having her canal stretched by his gravid digit and wanted to make her feel even better.

Knowing she was not going to get out of this, she decided the scoop selection would be to get him to hasten up. She freed her paw from his fingerbreadth and grabbed the gibbosity in his pants. He was definitely surprised. She unzipped him and let his peter leap out. It was definitely big as she had suspected. `` That thing is going inside me, '' she gulped nervously.

'' Are n't you bore, '' Ian chuckled as he slid down her organic structure to position himself at her waist. She gasped when she felt the headway of his cock clash against the outside of her snatch. Just knowing it was something entirely different than his finger made it exotic. He moved it all around the opening to tease her to a greater extent before he finally started to push in.

Her eyes began to water from the pain immediately. She threw her headway back and clenched her teeth. A low growl grew in her lungs until she was screaming. She moved her arm to her facial expression and bit the book binding of her own wrist joint in an endeavour to close herself up. Ian had one manus on her face and was petting her gently. `` in effect girl, '' he coaxed her.

She did not entail to but instinctively she jerked upward on the bed, trying to plagiarise herself off of him. He thrust forward to sustain himself inside of her. Her head fell off the edge of the mattress and bumped the side of the bedstead. Her heart spun in her head as the painful sensation of three matter encompassed her at once.

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

For some reason the memory of her best friend 's first swain 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 nothing but to see her smiling. Eventually he pressured her into sex though. Realizing how much it must let hurt Sarah at the time, Lacey was definitely convince that everything he had said about loving her was a lie just so he could thrust his putz inside of her. Men caring about fair sex was a lie. Ian caring about her was a lie. He probably planned to know her like this the day her female parent first introduced them. He must have put up with Janet for years just waiting for this chance.

A particularly strong driving force from Ian brought Lacey back from her incoherent mentation. She finally stopped biting her arm so she could speak. `` roll in the hay, cut it out ! '' she shouted without thinking.

Ian was confused for a second. A severe smack to her face followed. `` Watch your language Thomas 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 forget what you 're doing to a kid ! '' she scolded him.

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

'' You 're hurting me, '' she informed him, hoping he would make that nada he said now could fix this. Ian frowned. He somehow had hoped she would bask this even though he knew it was unimaginable. 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 hand mark. `` What the fuck ? '' she screamed in confusion.

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

She moaned at beginning but suddenly began to scream when he sunk his dentition into it. `` Son of a squawk ! '' she screamed in pain. He thrust into her bitch harder as punishment for swearing. `` Please…. block, '' she begged him. `` Do you like hurting me ? '' sooner than answering, Ian grabbed her early nipple and twisted it. `` You bastard, you 're actually trying to fix it high-risk ! '' she shrieked.

With his invertebrate foot, Ian pushed her scanty down the sleep of the way so her ramification could finally fall opened completely. He then pulled them up between her and him so that her human knee were being pressed into her breast every clock 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 chest. Realizing what he was doing, Lacey lifted her had so he could push her ankles behind her neck. Looking down she could see her own hip bones sticking out oddly. She had always been a pliable girlfriend but she felt this was excessive.

Once he was sure enough her pegleg were there to continue, he returned his attention to her breasts. He slapped each of them a few times and then twisted both her nipples at the same meter. `` Uh huh, that really hurts, '' she mumbled instead of screaming this time. It was Thomas More of a ratification than a charge. Her eyes were fixed on his nerve, waiting for him to do something else.

He dragged his fingernails down her tit, leaving red streaks. `` Look Mommy, I 'm Ian 's new fucktoy. It 's not so laborious, '' Lacey refused to admit to being in pain. 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 little concentrated to go on her right eye open as her brass was starting to swell.

When he did not move his hired man from her case, she turned her head slightly and opened her lip. She let his fingers trace her lips a few times before she started to cream and nurse 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 best she could. He pushed his thumb further into her mouth. When she moved her knife he almost shoved it into the back of her throat.

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

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

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

Lacey 's oculus rolled back as she retched. She did not actually throw up though. `` Come on, this doesn't hurt ; it just feels weird, '' she began to taunt him again. `` Maybe if you shoved your shaft in my prat it would injure more. Would you like that ? Do you need to have intercourse a Danton True Young girl 's asshole ? ``

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

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

The audio of his thigh slapping against her round butt filled the room. She just lay still as he thrust into her repeatedly. When he got world-weary of her not reacting, he grabbed a fist full of her haircloth and lifted her head up. `` Ow, you 're gon na rip it out, '' she whined. `` Do you enjoy fucking bald girls ? ``

Ian was in no position to slap her again so he just grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back. `` halt, it 's gon na break ! '' she yelped. He twisted it further to evidence 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 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 breach 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 strumpet to fuck whenever ? I can be that, I can be your obedient slattern. ``

She used her knees to revoke her ass off the bed and push 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 very much. Your cock is so big inside of me. Are n't you fill 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 meaning. You could cause a kid of your own. You don't want to hurt your baby 's mother, do you ? ``

Ian relaxed his traction on her wrist but still held onto her arm. He yanked on it, pulling her backward into him at the same time he thrust again. `` That 's ripe, '' she gasped. `` Give me my initiatory taste of cum. create me addicted to it. I 'm not paying rent, I 'm taking Mommy 's place. I 'm you 're girlfriend now. No, I 'm your fucktoy. You don't have to take me on date or anything. I belong to you. You can fuck 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 back of her psyche, pressing her mouthpiece over his rooster. She squealed when she felt lovesome liquid hitting the back 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 principal down until her side was red from lack of breathing. She slapped his arm a few times before resorting to digging her fingernails into his script. He finally released her. She pulled her headspring up and gasped for air. `` You ca n't fuck me if I 'm numb, '' she hiccupped.

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

'' I 'm not running away, '' she assured him. `` If you want you can link up me. I 'll turn away 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 gist. I know my place now. If I don't want to get broken by you, I 've got to restrain my worth, right ? '' She stared at him with cold butt eyes.

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

'' Then what did you require ? You wanted an well-situated piece of ass, right ? If that 's not true, we can babble 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 hands from her waist and let her crawl off the bed. He watched as she stretched her sore muscle. When she bent down to touch her toes he got a full view of her bleeding cunt, the red hand mark on her ass, and her slightly swollen anus. He really did a numeral on her. Still she seemed somehow all right. For that he was glad.

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