On a belated Saturday night, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a magazine when she heard the front end doorway sweep. Checking her clock she was slightly confused as her mom and her beau 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 step to the animation room to greet them. Seeing her mom taking off her pelage she opened her mouth 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 get your credit circuit card, '' Ian shouted back.

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

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

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

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

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

'' The fact that you and your girl are living in my planetary house rent free would hint 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 female parent died and left it to you. Just wait until my parents die, then we 'll be on equal basis. ``

'' 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 upstairs for now, '' she instructed Lacey.

Lacey looked at Ian for confirmation. She somewhat wanted to be a part of the conversation to fall. Maybe she could serve them patch up. If they really did break up, it would not just be Janet who would have to provide the place they now called home.

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

Before foresighted she forgot everything else and was engrossed in her indication. She did not even notice when the threshold to her room opened. She did however finger the weightiness 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 bridge player touching her butt revealed that the person in question was Ian and not her mother. He did that from time to fourth dimension, patted her bottom when he wanted her care instead of tapping her shoulder. She did not really mind as she liked Ian as a person. In fact, one of the chief rationality he and her mother got together was because he got along so well with Lacey.

Not realizing how flashy her music was, Ian began to talk to Lacey as if she could find out 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 time apart. That may sound like we 'll get back together soon, but I 'll be dependable I 'm sort of past tense wanting her back at this stage. 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 form, she could not get a line him at all. She was still pretending to ignore his presence while listening to her blare medicine. `` I don't want to be undue, '' Ian continued. `` I know you have school and moving now would disrupt that. I 'm willing to let just you stay until summer. If your mom has found a new place by then, you 'll go back with her. I feel that is to a greater extent than funfair. ``

Once again, Ian waited for Lacey to respond. She simply kicked her ft and hummed along to the song on her phone. He tapped her butt twice more and even gave it a slightly difficult whack ; still no reaction. Annoyed he decided to ride her a little. He pulled on her short circuit, sliding them down her legs and exposing her heart mark panties.

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

After another three smacking, he decided to up the ante. He slid his thumbs into the shank of her panties. She stifled a gasp as he tickled her slim making love handles. Her privates felt cold when he slid her panty down to her thighs. She wiggled her butt as she tried to reset herself again. At the same time he slapped her bare ass, meretricious and voiceless. She bit her lip to keep from yelping. Another slap and she was almost ready to give in.

He was no longer trying to get her attention though ; he was simply punishing her insolence. He slapped each of her round of drinks stooge cheeks repeatedly. She moaned out loud, still biting her lip. Her center rolled back in her head and she dropped her powder magazine. She jolted and squealed with each slap, forgetting that she could probably get him to block off 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 well figure than her mom. While Janet was on the penny-pinching side, Lacey was slightly plump. Not enough to be called fat by any way. She just filled out any getup she wore. Her clothes always looked tight around the chest and thigh field. Her plump pegleg clung together perfectly to hide her crotch from view.

Ian was thinking about it though. He kept trying to larrup her in such a way that her ass would lift and record him her private lieu. When he thought about it too much, he acted on instinct. She gasped as he, rather than spanking her, pushed his paw between her pegleg and pressed the bakshis of his fingerbreadth against her bare crotch. He felt something warm and damp.

Unfortunately, he had just crossed a line. Lacey opened her mouth and screamed for her mother. Acting before thinking, Ian put his hand on the back of her school principal and pushed her case into the bed to repress her screams. As she began to fight, trying to inch herself away from his invading fingers, he reacted in the opposite, trying to solve his fingerbreadth further into her slightly wet crotch.

She stopped when she felt them slip inside. It was a extraneous esthesis she did not make out how to respond to. His finger's breadth were larger than her own. She was afraid it would pain if she moved too a good deal. He curved them upward, scrapping against the thin 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 aspect like a fish flopping atop the bed.

By then, Ian was committed. He crawled upward on the bed and pressed his knee into the lowly of her back to keep her pinned when he finally removed his hand from her psyche. She lifted her face and gasped for air. The state of affairs she was in finger even unknown due to the fact that meretricious music was still blaring in her pinna. She actually had yet to see or hear Ian. For all she knew this might actually be a stranger who broke into the business firm to rape her while the adults 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 fingerbreadth deeper into her. He felt he needed to maintain the idea that this was vindicate punishment. If he let up too a lot she might try surd to escape.

With her side no longer hidden, her adjacent squeak was much more light. She gasped in a breathy aphrodisiac 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 split up. She was an adorable kid who treated him with respect. When she thought Ian was going to marry her mother, she had sworn she would take him as her new dad. He could honestly say he would have left Janet a long time ago had he not loved Lacey so much.

All of that was melting away now. Sweeping her blonde hair away from the binding of her neck opening, he kept looking down at her like a different person. No longer seeing her as a girl, he wanted to treat her as a sexual physical object. He wanted to force that sound out of her again. He definitely felt bad but it almost doubled his upheaval. Just because he was leaving Janet did not mean he had to cut this marvelous girl out of his liveliness. He could make her his in a unlike way.

'' Please, '' she managed a slight ailment as he stroked her hair's-breadth. He was treating her gently. Perhaps if she begged he would sense bad and let her go. She did not gain that her soft voice only egged him on. He wanted to get a line her moaning and squealing because of him. He had always thought he would have to watch her grow up and get a beau. 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. speculative than just using her physical structure, 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 years was now taking it all back with interest.

For the adjacent ten instant she just laid there in suffering, both genial and physical, 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 thighs. There was a indifference she felt whenever his fingers brushed the sides of her canal.

She was surprised when he bundled up her hair and used it to rick her head sideways. He pressed his lips to hers and forced his tongue past her teeth. Her eyes focused enough for her to wait at his face. She blushed in embarrassment. Kissing someone whose finger's breadth were inside of her at that very moment was too lots. Like a rising tide, 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 resentment. He had slept with respective women, her mother included. This was her first-class honours degree clock time. He should be treating her particular, not making her spirit 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 mo he broke the kiss. She was lying there, panting for breath. Her brass was completely red and her optic were filled with split. Her strike were soaked with sweat and sticking to her os frontale. She was cognizant that her panties were still around her second joint and felt ashamed. Something felt wrongfulness about still wearing them. If she was fully bare it would just somehow be better. Instead she felt sticky and compress. Her legs hurt from not being able to spread apart. She wished he would just hold off her panty entirely.

Instead, Ian went for her shirt. He grabbed the hem and lifted it above her boob, exposing her bra. She squinted at him in uncomfortable vexation as he undid the front man hold. Her orotund bust sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her face with her arms in shame. She had always hated her chest. They were large and her areolas were, in her persuasion, too dreary. Worse yet, her nipples were quite obviously erect. She did not want to be aroused by what was happening to her.

She uncovered her cheek to look when something wet enveloped one of her nipples. Ian was sucking on her breast greedily. It felt odd. Knowing little to nothing about her own body and why it was reacting this way, she was scared. She knew about sex but did not realize that having her nipples touched and in this case licked would stimulate her crotch to tingle.

Ian smiled when he saw her go her paw to her puss. She brushed against it lightly, trying not to look like she was touching herself. Ian took it as an invitation to drive his fingerbreadth into her, pulling her fingers with him. `` lay off ! '' she shouted as more rip spilled down her grimace, creating white lines atop the red.

Ian did stop. She sounded extremely desperate. For a moment his fatherly instincts kicked in. He stared at her with concern but it only lasted a moment. With his other hand he ripped her headphones off and tossed them against the wall, breaking them. `` Can you finally hear me ? '' he asked in irritation. `` What do you mean, quit ? Maybe you don't understand your situation yet. I kicked your harlot of a mother out. No money, zip. Unless she can hitchhike back to her folks place two hr away, she 'll be sleeping on the street tonight. Do you require to end up like her ? ``

Lacey shook her brain. `` That 's the right way. You 'd rather stay in your prissy warm bed tonight. Unfortunately rip isn't free. Your mom used to pay with her eubstance but I do n't need that slut anymore. Do you know what that means ? ``

Lacey 's eyes widened as she realized what he meant. If she wanted to stay in this house, she was going to have to pay rent by letting him give birth 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 friend at school again.

taking advantage of her dazed inclination, Ian lifted one of his legs over her so he was straddling her. Any chance she had to run had passed. She winced as he resumed fingering her bitch, making sure to scrape her walls excessively. She averted her eyes as her breathing became impenetrable. 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 beneficial of her. She looked down at his waist where he was straddling her. The bulge in his pants was quite tumid. He was wearing a nice pair of trousers in expectancy of date nighttime with Janet. Lacey felt bad that his efforts had gone to waste. At to the lowest degree he was still going to get laid.

He was rocking his articulatio coxae slightly as he sat on her venter, jostling her whole body. She did not know why and found it almost laughable. It took some effort not to giggle. Eventually he undid the buttons on his blouse with one hand. Then he leaned forward to snog her again. The haircloth of his chest brushed against her tumid tit 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 canal stretched by his large fingers and wanted to fix her feel even better.

Knowing she was not going to get out of this, she decided the best option would be to get him to hurry up. She freed her hired man from his fingers and grabbed the bulge in his pants. He was definitely surprised. She unzipped him and let his cock spring out. It was definitely big as she had suspected. `` That matter is going inside me, '' she gulped nervously.

'' Are n't you eager, '' Ian chuckled as he slid down her body to attitude himself at her waistline. She gasped when she felt the head of his cock brush against the outside of her twat. Just knowing it was something entirely different than his fingers made it alien. He moved it all around the scuttle to beleaguer her more before he finally started to crusade in.

Her oculus began to piss from the botheration immediately. She threw her foreland back and clenched her teeth. A low growl grew in her lungs until she was screaming. She moved her arm to her cheek and bit the backbone of her own wrist in an attempt to keep out herself up. Ian had one bridge player on her impudence and was petting her gently. `` Good girl, '' he coaxed her.

She did not stand for to but instinctively she jerked upward on the bed, trying to sneak herself off of him. He thrust forward to hold open himself inside of her. Her head fell off the edge of the mattress and bumped the side of the bedframe. Her eyes spun in her nous as the pain of three thing encompassed her at once.

All she could imagine about was how atrocious sex must be for women. In what footling porn she had seen, men always looked like they were thrusting as hard as they could. Sometimes they even slapped or spanked the poor girl. She was always moaning loudly or perhaps yelling obscene things. Why did men like it so much when the charwoman obviously did not love it ? Perhaps what they actually liked was getting to dominate the woman.

For some reason the memory of her best friend 's first boyfriend came to heed. He was babe faced and cute. He followed Sarah around like puppy dog and swore he loved her and wanted nix but to see her smiling. Eventually he pressured her into sex though. Realizing how much it must get hurt Sarah at the prison term, Lacey was definitely convinced that everything he had said about loving her was a lie just so he could shove his dick inside of her. Men caring about women was a lie. Ian caring about her was a lie. He probably planned to have it away her like this the day her mother first introduced them. He must sustain put up with Janet for years just waiting for this chance.

A particularly strong thrust from Ian brought Lacey back from her incoherent thought. She finally stopped biting her arm so she could talk. `` Fuck, cut it out ! '' she shouted without thinking.

Ian was confused for a moment. A hard slap to her face followed. `` Watch your language young lady. I may be fucking you like a woman right now, but don't forget that you 're just a kid. ``

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

Ian stared down at her bare bureau and belly and the situation where their crotches met. Shiny lines of liquid were running up into the pilus 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 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 inconceivable. By no means was he going to break off though. `` Ow, '' she whined as he thrust into her harder. `` Please be gentler, '' she pleaded. Ian slapped her look again, leaving a red hand print. `` What the nooky ? '' she screamed in confusion.

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

She moaned at world-class but suddenly began to scream when he sunk his teeth into it. `` Son of a bitch ! '' she screamed in pain in the neck. He thrust into her cunt harder as penalization 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 progress to it worse ! '' she shrieked.

With his pes, Ian pushed her step-in down the rest of the way so her legs could finally shine undecided 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 bend like that, '' she groaned. He pulled her blazonry between her knees and pushed her branch back even further than her chest. Realizing what he was doing, Lacey lifted her had so he could push her ankle joint behind her neck. Looking down she could see her own hip bones sticking out oddly. She had always been a flexible fille but she felt this was excessive.

Once he was sure her legs were there to stay, he returned his attention to her breasts. He slapped each of them a few sentence and then twisted both her tit at the same time. `` Uh huh, that really hurts, '' she mumbled instead of screaming this time. It was more of a substantiation than a ill. Her eyes were fixed on his face, waiting for him to do something else.

He dragged his fingernails down her knocker, leaving red streaks. `` looking mum, I 'm Ian 's new fucktoy. It 's not so hard, '' 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 slight heavily to prevent her ripe eye out-of-doors as her cheek was starting to swell.

When he did not move his hired hand from her face, she turned her head slightly and opened her oral cavity. She let his fingers trace her backtalk a few metre before she started to figure out and take in them. `` Do you require to try harder ? '' she was almost taunting him. He grabbed her clapper and twisted it as penalisation. `` Harder, '' she mumbled as best she could. He pushed his ovolo further into her mouth. When she moved her natural language he almost shoved it into the dorsum of her throat.

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

poke into her cunt again, he slid her further off the bed. At the like metre he leaned back, putting some of his free weight into fucking her. Then he reached behind himself and between her legs. She gasped when she felt his spittle coated thumb pressing against her arse. `` What are you doing ? '' she asked drearily.

With one thrust he shoved inside her asshole. Her swollen eye began to squeeze 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 stomach. With his other hired man Ian pressed down atop her hands, putting weight on her belly.

Lacey 's eye rolled back as she retched. She did not actually throw up though. `` semen on, this doesn't hurt ; it just feels weird, '' she began to ride him again. `` Maybe if you shoved your dick in my butt it would hurt more. Would you like that ? Do you want to know a young fille 's asshole ? ``

Another slap to the aspect. `` It 's so numb it doesn't even hurt anymore. You 're gon na have to use your clenched fist. You might reveal my nozzle. Since you enjoy seeing me cry so often, 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 in the ass as they returned to their rule berth. He then pulled his tool out of her slit, leaving a cold-shoulder trail of blood from her Hymen. She groaned dizzily as he flipped her onto her front. He had to pull on her ankle joint to get her back on the bed completely. Her nerve was buried in her pillow but she still yelped when his prick entered her cunt again.

The speech sound of his second joint slapping against her round 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 replete of her whisker and lifted her head up. `` Ow, you 're gon na rip it out, '' she whined. `` Do you enjoy fucking bald-pated girls ? ``

Ian was in no stead to slap her again so he just grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back. `` Stop, it 's gon na let on ! '' she yelped. He twisted it further to prove he did not deal. `` I 'm not gon na have any off-white left. You 're just gon na be fucking a rag doll at this rate. ``

He moved his grip to her carpus and began to compress 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 plan for me since we met ? You just wanted an obedient slut to love whenever ? I can be that, I can be your obedient slut. ``

She used her knees to pilfer her ass off the bed and knife 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 fold to cumming yet ? Why don't you cum inside me. I know mom never let you do that. filling my underage womb with your semen. I could get pregnant. You could have a kid of your own. You don't want to hurt your baby 's mother, do you ? ``

Ian relaxed his grip on her wrist but still held onto her arm. He yanked on it, pulling her backward into him at the Sami time he thrust again. `` That 's right, '' she gasped. `` Give me my first taste of cum. piddle me addicted to it. I 'm not paying rent, I 'm taking ma 's place. I 'm you 're lady friend now. No, I 'm your fucktoy. You don't have to take me on dates or anything. I belong to you. You can fuck me any metre 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 rear of her head, pressing her mouth over his stopcock. She squealed when she felt warm liquid hitting the rachis of her throat. It was slightly soothing on the mark he has made earlier. She swallowed it as quickly as possible.

Despite this, he held her headspring down until her face was red from deficiency of breathing. She slapped his arm a few sentence before resorting to digging her fingernails into his hand. He finally released her. She pulled her head up and gasped for air. `` You ca n't fuck me if I 'm perfectly, '' she hiccupped.

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

'' I 'm not running away, '' she assured him. `` If you want you can join me. I 'll bow 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 nitty-gritty. I know my office now. If I don't want to get broken by you, I 've got to save my worth, right ? '' She stared at him with cold stern eyes.

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

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

Ian slowly removed his manpower from her waist and let her fawn off the bed. He watched as she stretched her sore musculus. When she bent down to tinct her toes he got a full moon sentiment of her bleeding slit, the red hand print on her ass, and her slightly swell anus. He really did a routine on her. Still she seemed somehow okay. For that he was glad.

Whatever was to befall next, it was not a subject of pardon. There was no way things could go back to normal. Hopefully she would be willing to have her new character as a hole for his lust. He definitely had no plans of letting her go .