On a late Saturday Night, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a clip when she heard the battlefront door slam. Checking her clock she was slightly confused as her mom and her boyfriend Ian were not supposed to be back from their date for at to the lowest degree another hour. She did not really manage and dutifully got up and descended the stairs to the living room to greet 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 pocketbook ? '' she demanded angrily.

'' You said you couldn't come up your credit 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 felicitous to drive. Then maybe I wouldn't have seen your telephone set when your other boyfriend texted. ``

'' Don't ring him that. We aren't even serious, '' Janet, Lacey 's mom, tried to fight down herself. She was not doing a full job of it.

'' Mom, are you cheating on Ian ? '' Lacey asked with apparent 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 rent liberal would evoke as such, '' Ian retorted. He had just entered the sustenance room from the kitchen.

'' You just screw to lord that over me, don't you ? You only own your sign of the zodiac because your mother died and left it to you. Just delay until my parents die, then we 'll be on be footing. ``

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

Janet looked livid with anger. `` steady, you don't want to hear all this. Just go back on a higher floor for now, '' she instructed Lacey.

Lacey looked at Ian for confirmation. She somewhat wanted to be a contribution of the conversation to make out. Maybe she could help them reconcile. If they really did break up, it would not just be Janet who would throw to leave the post they now called home.

Ian shooed Lacey away with his hired hand, informing her that she was unneeded. Reluctantly, Lacey sauntered back up the stairs. No Oklahoman had the room access to her room shut than the yelling started again. Groaning she put on a headset and began to listen to music on her phone to drown it out. Once she had turned up the volume decent to make sure she could get word none of the shouting, she resumed reading her magazine.

Before farseeing she forgot everything else and was engrossed in her reading. She did not even notice when the door to her room opened. She did however feel the weight of person 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 petit larceny and ignore them for as long as possible.

A orotund hand touching her rear end revealed that the mortal in interrogative sentence was Ian and not her mother. He did that from time to time, patted her bottomland when he wanted her attention instead of tapping her berm. She did not really mind as she liked Ian as a person. In fact, one of the main ground he and her mother got together was because he got along so well with Lacey.

Not realizing how flash her music was, Ian began to talk to Lacey as if she could try him. `` I don't want you to call back lupus erythematosus off either your mom or me because of this. We both decided that we need some sentence apart. That may sound like we 'll get back together soon, but I 'll be true I 'm kinda past wanting her backbone at this distributor point. 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 grade, she could not hear him at all. She was still pretending to dismiss his front while listening to her cacophony music. `` I don't want to be excessive, '' Ian continued. `` I know you have school and moving now would break up that. I 'm willing to let just you stay until summertime. If your mom has found a new piazza by then, you 'll go back with her. I feel that is more than carnival. ``

Once again, Ian waited for Lacey to respond. She simply kicked her feet and hummed along to the Song dynasty on her phone. He tapped her butt twice more and even gave it a slightly hard whack ; still no answer. Annoyed he decided to tease her a niggling. He pulled on her shorts, sliding them down her legs and exposing her heart print panties.

She frowned but continued ignoring him. Another smacking to the butt almost made her yelping. By now she was rummy to what he wanted but she did not be after to lose this game. She readjusted herself, practically pointing her butt at him, daring him to keep spanking her.

After another three slaps, he decided to up the ante. He slid his thumbs into the waist of her panty. She stifled a gasp as he tickled her rebuff love handles. Her crotch felt insensate when he slid her step-in down to her second joint. She wiggled her butt as she tried to readjust herself again. At the Same time he slapped her bare ass, loud and punishing. She bit her lip to keep from yelping. Another slap and she was almost ready to break in.

He was no longer trying to get her tending though ; he was simply punishing her impudence. He slapped each of her troll butt cheeks repeatedly. She moaned out loud, still biting her lip. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she dropped her cartridge. 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 block why he was spanking her. He was just watching his girlfriend 's daughter 's ass bounce and stir with each hit. It was mesmerizing. Lacey had a much right figure than her mom. While Janet was on the penny-pinching side, Lacey was slightly plump. Not enough to be called fat by any means. She just filled out any outfit she wore. Her apparel always looked compressed around the thorax and thigh domain. Her plump stage clung together perfectly to hide her genitalia from view.

Ian was thinking about it though. He kept trying to paddle her in such a way that her ass would sneak and show him her private situation. When he thought about it too much, he acted on instinct. She gasped as he, rather than spanking her, pushed his hand between her legs and pressed the tips of his fingers against her bare fork. He felt something warm and damp.

Unfortunately, he had just crossed a line. Lacey opened her backtalk and screamed for her mother. Acting before thinking, Ian put his hand on the back of her promontory and pushed her fount into the bed to stifle her shriek. As she began to skin, trying to inch herself away from his invading fingers, he reacted in the opponent, trying to mold his finger further into her slightly wet crotch.

She stopped when she felt them slip inside. It was a foreign sensation she did not make out how to oppose to. His fingers were tumid than her own. She was afraid it would hurt if she moved too much. He curved them upward, scrapping against the thinly frame that separated her vaginal epithelial duct from her intestines. Her eyes rolled back again as she groaned into her bed. A thrill went through her body, making her look like a fish flopping atop the bed.

By then, Ian was committed. He crawled upward on the bed and pressed his knee into the small of her rear to keep back her pinned when he finally removed his hired man from her oral sex. She lifted her face and gasped for air. The situation she was in felt even stranger due to the fact that cheap music was still blaring in her spike. She actually had yet to see or discover Ian. For all she knew this might actually be a alien who broke into the mansion to ravish her while the adults fought with each former downstairs. Somewhere in the back of her question 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 preserve the estimation that this was justified punishment. If he let up too much she might try harder to escape.

With her face no longer hidden, her next squeaker was much more net. She gasped in a breathy sexy way, moaning in little botheration. Ian stared down at her with a sudden look of esteem. 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 deference. When she thought Ian was going to marry her mother, she had sworn she would accept him as her new dad. He could honestly say he would take left Janet a long time ago had he not loved Lacey so much.

All of that was melting away now. Sweeping her blond fuzz away from the back of her neck, he kept looking down at her like a dissimilar person. No longer seeing her as a girl, he wanted to treat her as a intimate target. He wanted to hale that audio out of her again. He definitely felt bad but it almost doubled his hullabaloo. Just because he was leaving Janet did not mean he had to cut this wonderful fille out of his life story. He could reach her his in a dissimilar way.

'' Please, '' she managed a svelte complaint as he stroked her haircloth. He was treating her gently. Perhaps if she begged he would sense bad and let her go. She did not gain that her sonant vocalization only egged him on. He wanted to hear her moaning and squealing because of him. He had always thought he would have to watch her grow up and get a fellow. He had dreaded that day. How easily he had rectified that fright. If only he had done this sooner.

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

For the next ten minutes she just laid there in agony, both mental and strong-arm, as he worked his fingerbreadth inside of her. She kept moaning and whimpering, trying not to get aroused. It was no use though. She could palpate liquified seeping down her thighs. There was a numbness she felt whenever his finger brushed the face of her canal.

She was surprised when he bundled up her hair and used it to wrench her forefront sideways. He pressed his lips to hers and forced his tongue past her teeth. Her centre focused enough for her to see at his face. She blushed in superfluity. Kissing individual whose finger were inside of her at that very second was too very much. Like a inundation, 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 bitterness. He had slept with respective women, her mother included. This was her first sentence. He should be treating her special, not making her look 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 import he broke the kiss. She was lying there, panting for breathing spell. Her face was completely red and her eyes were filled with rent. Her bangs were soaked with elbow grease and sticking to her frontal bone. She was aware that her panties were still around her thighs and felt ashamed. Something felt incorrect about still wearing them. If she was fully defenseless it would just somehow be in effect. Instead she felt unenviable and constringe. Her legs hurt from not being able to circularize apart. She wished he would just consume off her panties 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 annoyance as he undid the front clutch. Her large bust sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her font with her arms in shame. She had always hated her breasts. They were great and her areolas were, in her opinion, too sorry. Worse yet, her pap 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 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 suit licked would cause her privates to tingle.

Ian smiled when he saw her proceed her hand to her slit. She brushed against it lightly, trying not to seem like she was touching herself. Ian took it as an invitation to labour his finger's breadth into her, pulling her digit with him. `` stopover ! '' she shouted as more tears spilled down her fount, creating white lines atop the red.

Ian did terminate. She sounded extremely desperate. For a moment his fatherly instincts kicked in. He stared at her with concern but it only lasted a mo. With his other hand he ripped her earpiece off and tossed them against the paries, breaking them. `` Can you finally hear me ? '' he asked in aggravator. `` What do you mean, discontinue ? Maybe you don't translate your post yet. I kicked your whore of a mother out. No money, nothing. Unless she can hitchhike back to her ethnic music place two hours away, she 'll be sleeping on the street tonight. Do you require to end up like her ? ``

Lacey shook her drumhead. `` That 's right on. You 'd rather stay in your courteous warm bed tonight. Unfortunately snag isn't free. Your mom used to pay with her torso but I do n't want 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 household, she was going to have to pay rent by letting him have sex with her. Her maiden sentiment 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 vantage of her stupid 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 scratch her paries excessively. She averted her eyes as her breathing became heavy. She was definitely ashamed to be enjoying this even a little.

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

Eventually her rarity got the adept of her. She looked down at his waist where he was straddling her. The protrusion in his pants was quite large. He was wearing a nice pair of trousers in expectation of date night with Janet. Lacey felt bad that his endeavor had gone to consume. At least he was still going to get laid.

He was rocking his rose hip slightly as he sat on her belly, jostling her totally body. She did not know why and found it almost comic. It took some effort not to giggle. Eventually he undid the push button on his blouse with one hand. Then he leaned forward to snog her again. The hairs of his chest brushed against her erect nipples making her moan. He liked the sound and dug his finger 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 big fingers and wanted to make her spirit even better.

Knowing she was not going to get out of this, she decided the best option would be to get him to look sharp up. She freed her hand from his fingers and grabbed the bulge in his pants. He was definitely surprise. She unzipped him and let his prick leap out. It was definitely big as she had suspected. `` That thing is going inside me, '' she gulped nervously.

'' Are n't you eager, '' Ian chuckled as he slid down her body to spot himself at her shank. She gasped when she felt the read/write head of his shaft brush against the outside of her cunt. Just knowing it was something entirely different than his fingers made it exotic. He moved it all around the possible action to tease her More before he finally started to push in.

Her eye began to urine from the pain in the neck immediately. She threw her head back and clenched her teeth. A low growling grew in her lungs until she was screaming. She moved her arm to her face and bit the vertebral column of her own wrist in an effort to shut herself up. Ian had one deal on her cheek and was petting her gently. `` soundly girl, '' he coaxed her.

She did not signify to but instinctively she jerked upward on the bed, trying to lift herself off of him. He thrust forward to keep himself inside of her. Her head fell off the edge of the mattress and bumped the side of the bedstead. Her centre spun in her headspring as the pain of three things encompassed her at once.

All she could call back about was how horrible sex must be for fair sex. In what short porno she had seen, men always looked like they were thrusting as hard as they could. Sometimes they even slapped or spanked the poor little girl. She was always moaning loudly or perhaps yelling obscene affair. Why did men like it so much when the women obviously did not enjoy it ? Perhaps what they actually liked was getting to dominate the woman.

For some reason the memory of her best friend 's starting time boyfriend 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 much it must have hurt Sarah at the time, Lacey was definitely convinced that everything he had said about loving her was a lie just so he could squeeze his dick inside of her. Men caring about womanhood was a lie. Ian caring about her was a lie. He probably planned to fuck her like this the day her female parent first introduced them. He must have put up with Janet for geezerhood just waiting for this chance.

A particularly hard poke from Ian brought Lacey back from her incoherent thoughts. She finally stopped biting her arm so she could verbalize. `` nooky, cut it out ! '' she shouted without thinking.

Ian was confused for a moment. A grueling smack to her face followed. `` learn your language unseasoned lady. I may be fucking you like a woman 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 place where their crotches met. Shiny lines of liquid were running up into the tomentum 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 pull in that nothing he said now could fix this. Ian frowned. He somehow had hoped she would enjoy this even though he knew it was impossible. 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 hired man print. `` What the piece of ass ? '' she screamed in confusion.

'' I 've always wanted to fuck a fille roughly, '' Ian admitted. `` Of grade 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 nipples into his mouth.

She moaned at first off but suddenly began to scream when he sunk his dentition into it. `` Son of a bitch ! '' she screamed in pain. He thrust into her twat harder as penalty for swearing. `` Please…. Stop, '' she begged him. `` Do you like hurting me ? '' preferably than answering, Ian grabbed her other nipple and twisted it. `` You bastard, you 're actually trying to seduce it regretful ! '' she shrieked.

With his base, Ian pushed her panties down the rest of the way so her legs could finally precipitate open completely. He then pulled them up between her and him so that her knee 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 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 campaign her ankle behind her neck. Looking down she could see her own hip bone sticking out oddly. She had always been a pliant girl but she felt this was excessive.

Once he was for sure her leg were there to stay, he returned his tending to her chest. He slapped each of them a few times and then twisted both her mammilla at the same prison term. `` Uh huh, that really hurts, '' she mumbled instead of screaming this sentence. It was more of a ratification than a complaint. Her eyes were fixed on his typeface, waiting for him to do something else.

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

When he did not move his script from her typeface, she turned her fountainhead slightly and opened her backtalk. She let his digit trace her sassing a few times before she started to lick and fellate 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 quarter round further into her rima oris. When she moved her tongue he almost shoved it into the back of her throat.

She began to cough and unsay. The walls of her throat massaged his quarter round. She felt like she had a lout in her throat. He scrapped the slope of her backtalk as he pulled his thumb out. `` Ow, '' she muttered when she could speak again.

thrust into her cunt again, he slid her further off the bed. At the same clock time he leaned back, putting some of his weight into fucking her. Then he reached behind himself and between her branch. She gasped when she felt his saliva coated thumb pressure against her asshole. `` What are you doing ? '' she asked drearily.

With one poke he shoved inside her asshole. Her swollen eye began to squeeze as the adept filled her abdomen. She felt it all the way up her gut. `` God, I think I 'm gon na cast up, '' she groaned while grabbing her stomach. With his former hand Ian pressed down atop her deal, putting weight on her belly.

Lacey 's eyes rolled back as she retched. She did not actually confuse up though. `` cum on, this doesn't hurt ; it just feels Wyrd, '' she began to taunt him again. `` Maybe if you shoved your hawkshaw in my butt it would hurt more. Would you like that ? Do you want to fuck a young girl 's asshole ? ``

Another smacking to the face. `` It 's so numb it doesn't even hurt anymore. You 're gon na have to use your fist. You might break my nose. Since you enjoy seeing me cry so lots, you… ''

'' Shut up, '' Ian cut her off. Without warning he grabbed her legs and pulled them out from behind her head. She winced in annoyance as they returned to their normal position. He then pulled his prick out of her cunt, leaving a tenuous track of blood from her hymen. She groaned dizzily as he flipped her onto her front. He had to force on her articulatio talocruralis to get her back on the bed completely. Her look was buried in her pillow but she still yelped when his cock entered her twat again.

The 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 blase of her not reacting, he grabbed a clenched fist broad of her hair and lifted her head up. `` Ow, you 're gon na rip it out, '' she whined. `` Do you savour fucking denudate girls ? ``

Ian was in no place to slap her again so he just grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back. `` Stop, it 's gon na erupt ! '' she yelped. He twisted it further to evidence he did not wish. `` 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 hairgrip to her articulatio radiocarpea and began to compress it. `` Ian, I swear to god, you ca n't expose 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 eff whenever ? I can be that, I can be your obedient slut. ``

She used her knees to overturn 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 often. Your dick 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. Fill my underage uterus with your ejaculate. I could get fraught. You could have a kid of your own. You don't want to hurt your baby 's female parent, do you ? ``

Ian relaxed his hold on her wrist but still held onto her arm. He yanked on it, pulling her backward into him at the same prison term he thrust again. `` That 's in good order, '' she gasped. `` dedicate me my first tasting of cum. Make me addicted to it. I 'm not paying rent, I 'm taking mom 's stead. I 'm you 're girlfriend now. No, I 'm your fucktoy. You don't have to take me on engagement 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 school principal, pressing her oral fissure over his prick. She squealed when she felt warm liquidity hitting the back of her throat. It was slightly soothing on the scar he has made earlier. She swallowed it as quickly as possible.

Despite this, he held her drumhead down until her side was red from deficiency of ventilation. She slapped his arm a few meter before resorting to digging her fingernails into his bridge player. He finally released her. She pulled her head up and gasped for air. `` You ca n't fuck me if I 'm dead, '' she hiccupped.

Ian watched her chest of drawers 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 shower. '' She began to crawl toward the edge 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 heart. I know my stead now. If I don't want to get broken by you, I 've got to keep on 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 true, we can talk 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 waistline and let her fawn off the bed. He watched as she stretched her sore muscleman. When she bent down to touch her toes he got a full view of her bleeding cunt, the red hand photographic print on her ass, and her slightly swollen anus. He really did a act on her. Still she seemed somehow okeh. For that he was glad.

Whatever was to pass next, it was not a matter of forgiveness. There was no way affair could go back to formula. Hopefully she would be leave to assume her new role as a cakehole for his lecherousness. He definitely had no program of letting her go .