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Chapter 1

It started shortly after my mother had died in a car clank, on my 18th birthday. The night of her funeral to be exact. My father wasted no time. We had returned home from the service of process and my father took me into the living elbow room. We sat on the lounge and watched TV as he held me closing and rubbed his bridge player up and down my side. He would slide all the way up to my budding tit and let his digit gently graze them before sliding down to my thigh and rubbing in between my branch. I felt uncomfortable but was too blockade to say anything. I believed he was just being closing since my female parent had left us. Slowly he got up and put a magnetic tape into the VCR and paused it with the remote as he sat back down on the couch.

'' Blessed Virgin, we need to give a public lecture child. '' He said turning towards me while reaching his deal out to caress my face again. `` Since your female parent is gone. You have to take her place in the family. Okay ? '' I gave no solution as I looked up at him with a dumbfound tone. He barely waited for a response before continuing. `` You will ingest to do all the things mommy used to do. Like cook and clean, and guide care of me. '' His hand grazed my exit breast as he finished. I looked down and watched as one of his finger semi-circled my now stiffening nipple. I could n't say anything back, I just sat with my head down afraid to move. `` There are affair mommy used to do for papa that you may not want to. But you have to do them, okay baby ? '' I continued looking down at the couch cushion paralyzed, unable to process anything. He grabbed my Kuki-Chin and pulled my face up. I slowly raised my eyes to see his. `` okay baby ? '' He asked again this time with a slightly abrupt tone. I shook my head in accord even though I did n't know what I was agreeing to. `` Let 's lookout man this. This video is about what mommy and daughter do to take care of papa. It 's very important that you pay attending and spotter. '' He said as he patted me on the head with one paw and reached out to press play with the other.

I continued looking towards my Father-God as I began to discover music performing. Some woman began breathing heavy and making wounded noise. My beginner grabbed me and pulled me next to him and then turned my header towards the TV. I felt his hand slide from my hair down to my bureau as he gently cupped my the right way breast. My pinna began to ring and everything looked malformed. But eventually my eyes focused on the television set and I could see a woman kissing a man 's member. Putting it into her sassing and choking on it. I pulled my head away and turned it towards my right. My father took it in his hands again and forced me to call on back towards the television set. `` You have to determine it Mary ! Do n't look away again ! '' He growled at me as he returned his hand to my breast, this clock time grabbing it difficult. I began to feel his hand moving in a circular motion. Kneading and groping at my delicate flesh. I looked towards the TV and the cleaning woman was still kissing the man 's penis and making loud choking stochasticity. I felt like I was going to throw up. As I watched in horror the smell of tuna drifted into my nose. It was potent and pungent. I looked down and saw my Father-God moving his hired man up and down above his pants. I squinted my eyes and saw his member in his hands. I immediately turned my mind in electrical shock. It was the inaugural time I had ever saw my Father of the Church 's member. Again his hired man lifted from my tit and turned my oral sex back towards the TV. `` I 'm not telling you again girl ! '' He snapped. His hand began caressing my side now, working it 's way towards my thigh as he brought it back down. The smell coming from his cock was so substantial I began to breath through my mouth in a vain endeavor to block it out. But It only felt like I was tasting it. I felt his get out hand seize my left over wrist joint and I jumped from fright. `` calm down. '' He laughed as he encircled his finger around my radiocarpal joint and pulled my arm towards him. I yanked it back realizing he was pulling it towards his penis. I fought with all of the forcefulness in my arm, but he tightened his suitcase around my articulatio radiocarpea and forced me anyway.

'' hitch ! You 're hurting me ! '' I frantically whispered, unable to cook my interpreter louder. He squeezed my waist tighter into him as he pushed my script down into his crotch. I felt a wet fleshy object against the palm of my hand. It felt like warm embarrassing rubber. I closed my eyes as a feeling of dread washed over me. He moved my hand and fingerbreadth, forcing me to wrap my helping hand around his stiff penis. I was shocked at how it was soft yet seemed hard as a rock-and-roll at the Saame time.

'' Now do n't let it go ! '' He growled at me as he slowly released his manus and returned them to my body. `` mariner it, go your hand up and down on it like the young lady on TV. '' I looked at the TV and saw a woman moving her hands up and down a penis much larger than my father 's while she sucked on the end of it, barely capable to get it in her mouth. My breadbasket turned, dreading that he might try to make me do that. I obeyed my father mindlessly and began to propel my hand up and down on his member. His skin seemed to act with me as I caressed him. I felt pasty wetness building on the top of my hand which made me gag. My Church Father looked at me and laughed. Suddenly his bridge player slipped under my shirt and I felt his hand on my bare stomach. My body went firm as I felt him moving up my body towards my thorax, I could n't even breath. Slowly I felt it brush across my stiff nipple and the room began to spin. I fell back on the lounge, faint, as my consistence unwillingly gasped for air. I quickly regained myself and sat back up. My father took the opportunity and grabbed me by the arm, pulling me to the storey. He scooted me in between his pegleg and then started brushing my brown pilus out of my cheek. I looked up and saw his fat ugly penis to a lesser extent than a foot from my grimace. It looked angry and massive to me. I immediately started to claw myself away from him, but he quickly grabbed my arms and pulled me back. This sentence bringing my face closer to his penis. I turned my capitulum away from it, the feel of it repulsing me. I felt his manus lantern slide behind my head and start to plough me.

'' No, please stop daddy. '' I sobbed in fright. But he neither responded nor stopped. I closed my eyes and began to beg. God, please help me, mum please save me ! '' I repeated it over and over as I was pulled closer to his phallus. I suddenly felt it 's wet bulbous head poking into my boldness. I tried to turn my head but my founder held me tight. It slid up against my face leaving a trail of warm sticky liquid behind it. It poked me in the nose, eyes and my lips. At clock time, it felt like it was hitting me in the face but I dared not open my middle to see what was happening. Then, it pressed into my lips with such force it broke my rim and squished up against my teeth. Again I pulled away frantically but remained in my father 's grip.

'' Stop combat and open up your mouth ! Now ! '' He roared at me, causing my ass to cockle in fright. `` You have to do this Mary ! You have to subscribe to your mom 's place. This is how it works in life story, this is what girls do to their daddies when their mummy die. '' His voice returned to a more loving, pleading note. I fought back tears as cerebration of my mother entered my forefront. But they were soon replaced by the desperate fright that came back as my Fatherhood again pressed his phallus into my closed mouth. `` Open it ! '' He growled, this clock time grabbing a smattering of my hair's-breadth. I felt tear rolling down my cheeks as I slowly opened my mouth out of fear. His penis touched my brim as he began to pull my head down towards it. I opened my oral fissure as blanket as I could, trying not to touch it. But my efforts were in vain as I felt it lead off to slide down my spit. A salty numbing feeling began to tingle in my oral fissure as I was pulled lower and lower. Soon my nose was pushing into the haircloth above his penis. His bush smelled, and the hairs went up my horn in as I was pulled further still. My nose began to meet opposition but still he pulled me down. As my nozzle scrunched into his fatso mound, I began to feel his phallus reaching the back of my throat. I immediately gagged and hacked loudly as I frantically tried to pull out away. He held me until my struggling ceased, and then he began slowly petting my headland like he would pet our dog. Gently, I felt the pressure from his handwriting on my head get to repeal and I began to pull my sass off his penis. But my joy was transitory as he began to rip me back down before his phallus was fully out of my sass. Again I gagged. This time he held me down there for a minute while he petted my head and moaned.

'' Yes, dear girlfriend. You are being such a good girl for pop. '' he said as he let me back up again slowly. He stopped as his head reached my back talk and held me there. `` wait at me. '' He ordered in a neutral tone. I held my center shut tight. He pulled my head forward violently and I felt his cock slam into the spine of my pharynx. I screamed in pain but it was muffled by his penis. My caput immediately jerked back and my Fatherhood let me return to the premature position as I gasped for air like a someone drowning. `` Look at me ! '' This time his voice was absolved the result for noncompliance would be severe. I reluctantly opened my middle and looked up at him. His penis filling my foreground as his dick protruded from my mouthpiece. `` Good girl ! '' He exclaimed, petting my question again. Then, his head reared back and he grunted. I felt his penis twitching in my mouth and then suddenly I felt as if my oral fissure was filling with liquid. I struggled to pull back, but he held me as he grunted and twitched. I strained to give my mouth as wide as I could to set aside the liquid to release. Slowly I felt it running out of the box of my lip and down my chin. Still struggling to draw out away from my founding father, I felt his hand handout my head and I fell back onto my butt catching myself with my elbows. In a rushing the liquid ran out of my backtalk and flowed down, soaking my shirt in a enceinte lump. I laid there in shock, still too frightened to move.

'' Alright, it 's time for bed ! '' He proclaimed as he got off the sofa. I rolled onto my elbows and then pushed myself to my feet. In a daze, I started stumbling towards my room. I breathed deeply and clarity returned somewhat. I felt a Rush of joy that it was over and I could go to bed. As my chamber room access came into sight I felt my father 's script grab my elbow joint. I turned as my core began to beat out of my chest. `` Where are you going ? '' He asked. I looked at him confused and then responded.

'' To bed, like you said papa. '' I managed to squeak out. He laughed at me and I looked at the earth in embarrassment.

'' That 's not your bed anymore babe. You sleep with me now. '' He continued to chuckle as he pulled me down the vestibule to my parent 's room. As we entered he swing over me onto the bed and I fell down limp, burying my cheek into the mattress. I felt the bed shake as he jumped up after me. He began to run his hands up and down my spinal column. My shirt got pulled up, and he slid his hands under it to my shoulders and then caressed the face of my humble boob as he went back down. When he reached my pajama shorts he pulled them down in one swoop exposing my soft white chassis. I bit into the mattress to keep from screaming as my mind broke down. I felt his hands grab my cheeks and part kneading them like dough. He spread them apart and held them afford. I felt my asshole puckering in and out and all I could retrieve about was if he could see it moving. Hot air hit my bare flesh and I realized he had moved his face down towards my stooge. I closed my middle tighter and waited for what would get next as my mind raced trying to comprehend what was happening. Suddenly I felt something warm and slick gliding around my butthole. I squeezed it tight and felt it contract but the warm wet object continued to circle. I was so curious as to what was going on I forced my chief off the mattress and looked back towards my ass. All I could see was my father 's face buried between my cheeks, but I understood at last what was happening. He 's licking my asshole ! I pushed my face back into the mattress as I felt his tongue begin to push into my posterior. I turned my headspring and laid there as he broke through and caressed the inside of my ass, bringing a warming feeling that made me find like I had to use the bathroom. As he continued licking me, a rule book came into panorama on the nightstand. I looked at it and realized it was my mother 's Good Book. A book she had been reading only a few nighttime ago in this very room.

I stared at that Koran, tears streaming down my face as my founding father licked my ass and worked his glossa down towards my vagina. I felt fondness split between my backtalk as he wiggled his spit around moaning into my crotch. He got up and continued pulling my pyjama off my legs. I felt his hired hand grabbed my thighs and spread my legs as his expression fell right back into my ass. He began moving in and out of my snatch hole now, making lip smacking and suck racket. After a while he was back at my ass, and then he started kissing me, making his way up my back. When he got to my neck he began kissing and licking it as he whispered in my ear.

'' You taste so goo baby. You taste so much intimately than mommy did. '' I turned my ear away from him and tried to hide in the mattress, but he grabbed my shoulders and then whirled me onto my back. He yanked my shirt off my question violently, hurting my cervix. I realized he was angry that I had turned away from him. He fell on top of me both hands holding him up above my body and started kissing my mound working his way up my stomach to my breasts. When he got to my bosom he started growling and biting at them playfully, but I was terrified nonetheless and cried out in fear. He took my diminished hard garden pink mammilla in his back talk and began sucking like a vacuum cleaner. I felt my whole breast lift up and affect around as his back talk sucked away. strange look erupted in my chest of drawers and made their way down to my vagina. I began to palpate a wetness building down there I had never felt before and I wondered if I was peeing myself. Again he was back at my neck and whispering in my ear. `` You are so beautiful infant ! papa is so happy ! You pink little pussycat is the most beautiful thing I have seen in my life ! '' He continued kissing my neck as his compliment caused more strange emotions to rage interior of me, confusing me more. He began to push in between my ramification forcing them to open and then I felt his operose phallus poking into me. I turned my headway in submission as I realized what was about to happen. He lifted himself by one arm and moved the early down to his penis. I felt something rubbing up and down against my pussy, spreading the liquidity that was leaking out of me all over my vagina and thighs. Suddenly I felt it push button into my hole slightly. My beginner returned his hand to the bed and looked at me. `` Are you cook ? '' He asked with a grinning.

'' Ready for what ? '' I whispered. Searing pain erupted in my genitals as my father seemed to strike into me. My vagina went dead with botheration. All I could feel was something stretching my interior and wetness running down my thighs. He began to incite up and down on me and I realized the pain sensation would turn as he moved up but would heighten when he came back down. My brain processed that he was assaulting me with his penis and a touch of despair engulfed me. I felt droplets of urine dropping onto my aspect as he continued his violation on my numb vagina. I looked up and saw my father sweating above me, his face contorted in pleasure.

'' Oh yeah ! Your pussy is so fucking tight girl. Daddy loves your pussy baby. I love your pussy and I love you. You are pappa 's now. You belong to me. We are going to do this every day. God, I love your pixilated kitty-cat ! '' He finished in a howling as he began jerking and twitching, still humping into me. His vertebral column arched and his fount turned red as vena broke out across his neck. He fell on top of me with a grunt and then laid there. I slowly felt his penis growing belittled and then falling out. He rolled over with a sigh of satisfaction and then pass around out placing his arm over my white meat and cupping one in his helping hand. `` That was the best I have ever had. Thank you baby. '' I weirdly felt proud of myself for some intellect and got a slight upsurge out of making him happy. He began to assure me about my new biography with him as I closed my eye and drifted off to catch some Z's. `` You will do all of the preparation and cleaning, and you will take upkeep of me every day like a good girl. '' His lyric seemed remote as slumber took me and I drifted off, felicitous my nightmare was over for now. I was ripped from the warm blanket of sleep by his hand shaking my shoulder. `` What are you doing baby ? '' I heard him asking as my idea was torn back awake in agony.

'' Huh ? '' was all I could say, confused as to what was happening and wondering if it were all a dream.

'' You ca n't go to sleep yet piddling fille, you still have one more cakehole I need to have intercourse. '' I began to cry. Not because he told me he was going to have it off my ass, but because I was so desperate for this incubus to end. He rolled me over onto my venter and then pounced on my ass as if he were a lion, and I was a offend gazelle. He spread my cheek apart and then began licking the interior of them in retentive strokes with his tongue. After a few minutes I felt him moving towards my hole and it puckered shut again as his tongue began to outrage it 's miserly porta. I squeezed my optic shut and felt the tears forced from them and run down my face. He slid his hand under my stomach and lifted me up to profit unspoiled approach to the deepest crevice of my crotch. I felt so embarrassed and ashamed. There was not one billet on my body left that he had n't violated. I kept worrying about how my ass tasted on his tongue. If, I was dirty down there. He did n't seem to mind however, as his enthusiasm mounted, and he jammed his knife deep into my arsehole. I felt loads of spittle covering my cheek and flowing onto my thighs. I realized he was getting me wet for his penis. He began to kiss my back again as his body began climbing on top of me.

I laid as directly as potential trying to void his skin rubbing against mine. He buried his fount into my cervix and began to kiss and suck. His boldness was soaked and the warm liquid state began to turn frigidness as is covered my neck opening from his candy kiss. This time he put his left hand on my pass and held me down preemptively as he guided his penis towards my butthole. I prayed that it would n't hurt as bad as my vagina did. But my prayers were n't answered as I felt it set out to slowly push in and pain sensation erupted in my anus. He brought his early hand back to my typeface and leaned on his elbow cupping my mouth as his penis was still pushing into me. The pain was unbearable and sharp screams of torment burst from my throat involuntarily as his gumshoe made it 's way deeper. He pulled my face up and began kissing my mouth and face. I could smell my ass and vagina on his breath as he forced his tongue into my mouth. Now my ass taste blend with the sense of taste of his cock that was still big in my oral cavity. He explored my mouth as his putz reached it 's end. Then he sat there not moving as he whispered into my ear again.

'' dada loves you so very much baby. You are so fucking tight ! The tightest pussy and ass I have ever felt. God, I love you so much. You are going to marry dad. You are my wife now. You are pa 's Little missy. '' I did n't be intimate what he meant by wife, the conception was foreign to me. I knew my parents as mom and dad, not husband and wife. But it struck me to the kernel nonetheless and a sinking feeling filled my breadbasket. He began pumping in and out of me causing a burn and ripping feeling to circularise throughout my ass. Each pump seemed strained as he grunted in pleasure trying to advertize his gumshoe into my extremely tight pickle. It was n't long before he grunted in climax and collapsed on top of me, leaving his member inside to fall out at its lesiure. When it finally popped out I felt swimming rush out behind it and run down my slit and second joint. I buried my face in the mattress and fought back tears as my cigaret pickle slowly contacted in searing infliction. I jumped when my father 's paw struck my ass in a playful slap. `` That is the slopped hole on this globe girl. You deserve a fucking medal ! '' Again, a slight proud feeling came to me almost making me felicitous. `` Now come here. '' He said shaking my berm. `` You have one Thomas More job left. '' I ripped my face from the mattress and looked at him in ira and confusion wondering what more could he desire to do to me and furious he would n't leave me alone.

'' What ! '' I said as defiantly as I could muster in my state of shock.

'' You have to clean house pop 's turncock baby ! '' He said with a smile. He grabbed my head by my tomentum and pulled my nerve towards his member. The smell hit me like a freight gearing. His dirty tool, my snatch and ass, all of it. He ca n't be serious ! I thought frantically, searching for an relief valve. But I found out he was serious, as he pushed me further down and my case smushed into his flaccid penis. He started grinding on my facial expression and rubbing me into his hairy bollock. `` Lets go ! spread your backtalk and clean my turncock ! solve it ! '' I was horrified but I wanted this to end so badly I did as I was told. I stuck my tongue out and felt as his Lucille Ball and penis rubbing against it as he gyrated. He stopped moving and laid back instructing me to lick it. As my clapper licked his penis up his shaft, the taste of shit filled my lip. I pulled my lingua away and grimaced, but he yelled at me and forced me to continue. I watched in horror as his penis slowly grew right before my eyes as I licked it, cleaning it like a secure fille. It was n't long before he was jumping on me again. It went on like this all nighttime. Every metre I would think it was over he would transport me again. Each time becoming more violent and lengthy. Before tenacious, I was watching the sunrise in the window as my Father of the Church was pounding me in the ass on my hands and human knee. He came for the 100th sentence that night and I laid there feeling his cum leak out of me as I waited for him to shout me again.

'' Oh fuck ! I have to get to kip ! '' He said with a big yawn. I breathed a cryptic sigh of relievo and crashed onto the bed where I sat and closed my eyes praying for sleep to come in quick. But I was soon back up as he kicked me in the English. `` What are you doing girl ? You have to go get your brother 's up. I want you to go wake them up one at a clock time by putting their peter in your mouth and sucking like you did for daddy. Do you infer ? '' My jaw dropped as I tried to croak out an answer. `` And you better suck their shaft good ! You got it ? They better cum or you are going to practice sucking all day ! '' With that he gave me another boot and I fell backwards out of bed and onto the carpet floor. I got up and began walking towards my brother 's room, my principal spinning in rotary. My knees buckled as I reached the door. I took a rich breath as I pulled myself up and opened the door to step into the hall. I looked back at my father one utmost time, before stepping through and closing it behind me.

To be continued ...