On a late Sabbatum night, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a magazine when she heard the face door slam. Checking her clock she was slightly bedevil as her mom and her boyfriend Ian were not supposed to be back from their engagement for at least another minute. She did not really care and dutifully got up and descended the stairs to the living elbow room to greet them. Seeing her mom taking off her coat she opened her oral cavity 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 rule your credit rating card, '' Ian shouted back.

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

'' Well you were the one who wanted to force. I would have been perfectly happy to ram. Then maybe I wouldn't have seen your telephone set when your early boyfriend texted. ``

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

'' Mom, are you cheating on Ian ? '' Lacey asked with apparent appall.

'' I wasn't really aware that we were undivided, '' Janet made another excuse.

'' The fact that you and your daughter are living in my planetary house snag discharge would suggest as such, '' Ian retorted. He had just entered the living room from the kitchen.

'' You just fuck to lord that over me, don't you ? You only own your household because your mother died and left it to you. Just waiting until my parents die, then we 'll be on equal ground. ``

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

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

Lacey looked at Ian for substantiation. She somewhat wanted to be a character of the conversation to come. Maybe she could help oneself them reconcile. If they really did break up, it would not just be Janet who would give to leave the office they now called home.

Ian shooed Lacey away with his paw, informing her that she was unneeded. Reluctantly, Lacey sauntered back up the steps. 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 earpiece to drown it out. Once she had turned up the volume enough to make sure she could get wind 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 weightiness of individual 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 secondary and ignore them for as long as possible.

A orotund hand touching her behind revealed that the person in doubt was Ian and not her mother. He did that from meter to fourth dimension, patted her bottom when he wanted her attention instead of tapping her shoulder. She did not really mind as she liked Ian as a mortal. In fact, one of the main understanding he and her mother got together was because he got along so well with Lacey.

Not realizing how trashy her music was, Ian began to babble out to Lacey as if she could hear 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 fourth dimension apart. That may go like we 'll get back together soon, but I 'll be fair I 'm kinda past wanting her back at this level. 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 course, she could not discover him at all. She was still pretending to discount his presence while listening to her blaring euphony. `` I don't want to be inordinate, '' Ian continued. `` I know you have school and moving now would disrupt that. I 'm willing to let just you stay until summertime. If your mom has found a new place by then, you 'll go back with her. I feel that is More than fair. ``

Once again, Ian waited for Lacey to react. She simply kicked her feet and hummed along to the birdcall on her earphone. He tapped her rump twice more and even gave it a slightly hard whack ; still no reaction. Annoyed he decided to tease her a fiddling. He pulled on her underdrawers, sliding them down her legs and exposing her heart mark panties.

She frowned but continued ignoring him. Another smack to the hindquarters 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 fanny at him, daring him to restrain spanking her.

After another three smacking, he decided to up the ante. He slid his thumbs into the shank of her scanty. She stifled a pant as he tickled her slight love handgrip. Her crotch felt dusty when he slid her panties down to her thigh. She wiggled her butt as she tried to readjust herself again. At the same meter he slapped her bare ass, loud and hard. She bit her lip to hold back from yelping. Another slap and she was almost ready to give in.

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

Ian was fast leave why he was spanking her. He was just watching his lady friend 's daughter 's ass bounce and shake with each hit. It was mesmerizing. Lacey had a much better name than her mom. While Janet was on the skinny slope, Lacey was slightly plump. Not enough to be called fat by any way. She just filled out any getup she wore. Her dress always looked sozzled around the chest and second joint area. Her plump leg clung together perfectly to hide 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 show him her common soldier 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 hint of his fingers against her bare crotch. He felt something warm and damp.

Unfortunately, he had just crossed a line. Lacey opened her rima oris and screamed for her mother. Acting before thinking, Ian put his hired hand on the back of her forefront and pushed her facial expression into the bed to stifle her shrieking. As she began to struggle, trying to inch herself away from his invading finger, he reacted in the reverse, trying to work his digit further into her slightly wet crotch.

She stopped when she felt them slip inside. It was a foreign esthesis she did not know how to react to. His fingers were larger than her own. She was afraid it would hurt if she moved too often. He curved them upward, scrapping against the cut flesh that separated her vaginal canal from her intestines. 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 stifle into the small of her spinal column to preserve her pinned when he finally removed his hand from her head. She lifted her face and gasped for air. The position she was in felt even stranger 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 alien who broke into the house to rape her while the adults fought with each other downstairs. Somewhere in the dorsum 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 maintain the idea that this was justified penalization. If he let up too much she might try harder to escape.

With her face no longer hidden, her next close call was much Sir Thomas More crystalize. She gasped in a breathy sexy way, moaning in slight botheration. Ian stared down at her with a sudden smell of admiration. He had always adored Lacey. He had known her and Janet even before her parents split up. She was an lovely child who treated him with regard. When she thought Ian was going to espouse her female parent, she had sworn she would admit him as her new dad. He could honestly say he would accept left Janet a hanker clock time ago had he not loved Lacey so much.

All of that was melting away now. Sweeping her blonde hair's-breadth 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 treat her as a sexual object. He wanted to pull that sound out of her again. He definitely felt bad but it almost doubled his excitement. Just because he was leaving Janet did not think of he had to cut this wonderful girl out of his sprightliness. He could make her his in a different way.

'' Please, '' she managed a slight ill 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 substantiate that her soft voice only egged him on. He wanted to take heed her moaning and squealing because of him. He had always thought he would have to see her grow up and get a fellow. He had dreaded that day. How easily he had rectified that fear. If only he had done this sooner.

Lacey breathed in deeply as she felt his finger's breadth moving inside her. He definitely wanted her to find him. regretful than just using her body, he wanted to make her think about it too. She could hardly trust that the man who had taken care of her and treated her like a daughter for years was now taking it all back with interest.

For the future ten minutes she just laid there in excruciation, both genial 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 numbness she felt whenever his digit brushed the sides of her canal.

She was surprised when he bundled up her pilus and used it to wrench her head sideways. He pressed his lips to hers and forced his tongue past her teeth. Her eyes focused enough for her to look at his face. She blushed in plethora. Kissing someone whose digit were inside of her at that very moment was too lots. Like a flood, liquid state gushed out between her legs, soaking her bed. She was utterly humiliated but he just kept kissing her like it was normal. She felt resentment. He had slept with several women, her mother included. This was her first metre. He should be treating her special, not making her flavour 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 moment he broke the osculation. She was lying there, panting for breath. Her side was completely red and her heart were filled with tears. Her bangs were soaked with sweat and sticking to her forehead. She was aware that her panties were still around her thighs and felt ashamed. Something felt wrongfulness about still wearing them. If she was fully naked it would just somehow be respectable. Instead she felt gluey and constrict. Her leg hurt from not being able to spread apart. She wished he would just take off her panty entirely.

Instead, Ian went for her shirt. He grabbed the hem and lifted it above her breast, exposing her bra. She squinted at him in uncomfortable annoyance as he undid the front clench. Her expectant bust sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her face with her arm in shame. She had always hated her breasts. They were large and her areolas were, in her opinion, too shadow. Worse yet, her nipples were quite obviously erect. She did not want to be aroused by what was happening to her.

She uncovered her face to look when something wet enveloped one of her pap. Ian was sucking on her breast greedily. It felt odd. Knowing footling to nada about her own body and why it was reacting this way, she was scared. She knew about sex but did not make that having her nipples touched and in this display case licked would cause her crotch to tingle.

Ian smiled when he saw her move her hired 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 push his fingers into her, pulling her fingers with him. `` period ! '' she shouted as more bout spilled down her look, creating albumen rail line atop the red.

Ian did stop. She sounded extremely despairing. For a moment his fatherly instincts kicked in. He stared at her with headache but it only lasted a instant. With his early bridge player he ripped her headphone off and tossed them against the wall, breaking them. `` Can you finally hear me ? '' he asked in annoyance. `` What do you stand for, stop ? Maybe you don't understand your situation yet. I kicked your cocotte of a female parent 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 head. `` That 's aright. You 'd rather stay in your nice warm bed tonight. Unfortunately pull isn't discharge. Your mom used to pay with her dead body but I do n't need that hussy anymore. Do you know what that means ? ``

Lacey 's center widened as she realized what he meant. If she wanted to stay in this house, she was going to possess to pay split by letting him have sex with her. Her commencement opinion 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 stunned disposition, Ian lifted one of his ramification 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 to scrape up her wall excessively. She averted her eyes as her respiration became heavy. She was definitely ashamed to be enjoying this even a little.

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

Eventually her oddment got the better of her. She looked down at his waist where he was straddling her. The bulge in his pants was quite large. He was wearing a prissy yoke of pant in anticipation of date night with Janet. Lacey felt bad that his sweat had gone to neutralise. At least he was still going to get laid.

He was rocking his hips slightly as he sat on her tummy, jostling her solid body. She did not know why and found it almost shady. It took some elbow grease not to giggle. Eventually he undid the buttons on his blouse with one paw. Then he leaned forward to kiss her again. The fuzz of his chest brushed against her vertical mamilla making her moan. He liked the sound 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 channel stretched by his large fingers and wanted to micturate 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 rush up. She freed her hand from his fingerbreadth and grabbed the bulge in his pants. He was definitely storm. She unzipped him and let his peter bounce out. It was definitely big as she had suspected. `` That thing is going inside me, '' she gulped nervously.

'' Are n't you aegir, '' Ian chuckled as he slid down her body to position himself at her shank. She gasped when she felt the head of his cock clash against the outside of her twat. Just knowing it was something entirely different than his fingers made it exotic. He moved it all around the hatchway to tease apart her Sir Thomas More before he finally started to push in.

Her eyes began to water from the nuisance 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 face and bit the rachis of her own wrist in an attempt to shut herself up. Ian had one hand on her boldness and was petting her gently. `` Good girl, '' he coaxed her.

She did not mean to but instinctively she jerked upward on the bed, trying to lift herself off of him. He thrust forward to prevent himself inside of her. Her head fell off the edge of the mattress and bumped the side of meat of the bedstead. Her eyes spun in her chief as the painful sensation of three things encompassed her at once.

All she could recollect about was how horrible sex must be for women. In what little pornography she had seen, men always looked like they were thrusting as hard as they could. Sometimes they even slapped or spanked the short girl. She was always moaning loudly or perhaps yelling repulsive things. 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 reason the store of her best friend 's first beau came to 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 a lot it must cause hurt Sarah at the time, Lacey was definitely convert that everything he had said about loving her was a lie just so he could squeeze his shaft inside of her. Men caring about cleaning woman was a lie. Ian caring about her was a lie. He probably planned to hump her like this the day her mother first introduced them. He must have put up with Janet for year just waiting for this chance.

A particularly unvoiced drive from Ian brought Lacey back from her tongue-tied persuasion. She finally stopped biting her arm so she could talk. `` Fuck, cut it out ! '' she shouted without thinking.

Ian was confused for a consequence. A hard smacking to her face followed. `` Watch your lyric young gentlewoman. I may be fucking you like a woman 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 dresser and belly and the place where their crotches met. Shiny descent of liquidity were running up into the hairs above her cunt 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 actualise that nothing he said now could fix this. Ian frowned. He somehow had hoped she would savor 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 paw print. `` What the shag ? '' she screamed in confusion.

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

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

With his foot, Ian pushed her scanty down the sleep of the way so her legs could finally fall down open completely. He then pulled them up between her and him so that her genu were being pressed into her chest every time he thrust into her. `` They 're not meant to bow like that, '' she groaned. He pulled her arms between her articulatio genus and pushed her stage back even further than her chest. Realizing what he was doing, Lacey lifted her had so he could press her ankle joint behind her neck opening. Looking down she could see her own hip bones sticking out oddly. She had always been a flexile girl but she felt this was excessive.

Once he was trusted her legs 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 time. `` Uh huh, that really hurts, '' she mumbled instead of screaming this time. It was More of a ratification than a complaint. Her eyes were fixed on his grimace, waiting for him to do something else.

He dragged his fingernails down her breasts, leaving red streaks. `` feel mommy, I 'm Ian 's new fucktoy. It 's not so heavily, '' Lacey refused to admit to being in pain in the neck. She had forgotten that swearing would get her slapped though. `` Ow, '' she tried not to react. The side of her expression was stinging now and her nose was running slightly. It was a little hard to go along her right eye unresolved as her cheek was starting to swell.

When he did not motivate his hand from her face, she turned her heading slightly and opened her oral fissure. She let his fingers trace her backtalk a few time before she started to clobber and suck them. `` Do you require to try harder ? '' she was almost taunting him. He grabbed her lingua and twisted it as punishment. `` Harder, '' she mumbled as best she could. He pushed his thumb further into her oral fissure. When she moved her tongue he almost shoved it into the cover of her throat.

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

poke into her slit again, he slid her further off the bed. At the same time he leaned back, putting some of his system of weights into fucking her. Then he reached behind himself and between her peg. She gasped when she felt his saliva coated thumb pressing against her asshole. `` What are you doing ? '' she asked drearily.

With one thrust he shoved inside her bunghole. Her swollen eye began to twitch as the sentiency filled her abdomen. She felt it all the way up her intestine. `` God, I think I 'm gon na confuse up, '' she groaned while grabbing her tum. With his other hand Ian pressed down atop her hands, putting weight on her belly.

Lacey 's oculus rolled back as she retched. She did not actually throw up though. `` Come on, this doesn't damage ; it just feels weird, '' she began to taunt him again. `` Maybe if you shoved your dick in my butt it would hurt Thomas More. Would you like that ? Do you want to hump a Pres Young girl 's son of a bitch ? ``

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

'' Shut up, '' Ian cut her off. Without warning he grabbed her ramification and pulled them out from behind her headspring. She winced in pain as they returned to their normal position. He then pulled his cock out of her pussy, leaving a little track of line of descent from her hymen. She groaned dizzily as he flipped her onto her front. He had to commit on her ankles to get her back on the bed completely. Her boldness was buried in her pillow but she still yelped when his dick entered her cunt again.

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

Ian was in no position to slap her again so he just grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back. `` Stop, it 's gon na break ! '' she yelped. He twisted it further to prove he did not deal. `` 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 suitcase to her wrist and began to press it. `` Ian, I swear to god, you ca n't divulge 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 design for me since we met ? You just wanted an obedient slut to bed whenever ? I can be that, I can be your obedient slut. ``

She used her knee joint to lift her ass off the bed and thrust 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 uterus with your semen. I could get meaning. You could accept a kid of your own. You don't want to hurt your baby 's mother, do you ? ``

Ian relaxed his grasp on her carpus but still held onto her arm. He yanked on it, pulling her backward into him at the same time he thrust again. `` That 's proper, '' she gasped. `` contribute me my first mouthful of cum. give me addicted to it. I 'm not paying rent, I 'm taking mammy 's place. I 'm you 're girl now. No, I 'm your fucktoy. You don't have to take me on escort 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 book binding of her head, pressing her oral cavity over his dick. She squealed when she felt warm liquidness hitting the back of her pharynx. It was slightly soothing on the excoriation he has made earlier. She swallowed it as quickly as possible.

Despite this, he held her brain down until her face was red from lack of external respiration. She slapped his arm a few times before resorting to digging her fingernails into his deal. He finally released her. She pulled her head up and gasped for air. `` You ca n't fuck me if I 'm short, '' 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 rain shower. '' She began to crawl toward the boundary of the bed. Ian grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into his lap.

'' I 'm not running away, '' she assured him. `` If you want you can join me. I 'll bend over and you can fuck me like a dog, alright ? ``

'' Can you stop talking like that ? '' Ian growled at her.

'' Why ? That 's what you did. You fucked me. You took my virginity and treated me like a spell of meat. I know my place now. If I don't want to get broken by you, I 've got to hold back my Charles Frederick Worth, right ? '' She stared at him with low temperature Stern eyes.

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

'' Then what did you want ? You wanted an easy fuck, right ? If that 's not avowedly, we can blab out about it later. If you want to be my dad again, I can opine about it. Right now, I just want to shower. volition you let me do that much ? ``

Ian slowly removed his hands from her waistline and let her crawl off the bed. He watched as she stretched her sore brawn. When she bent down to touch her toes he got a full view of her bleeding cunt, the red handwriting mark on her ass, and her slightly swollen anus. He really did a issue on her. Still she seemed somehow okay. For that he was glad.

Whatever was to happen next, it was not a issue of pardon. There was no way things could go back to normal. Hopefully she would be bequeath to accept her new persona as a pickle for his lecherousness. He definitely had no program of letting her go .