On a late Sabbatum night, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a magazine when she heard the front man room access slam. 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 to the lowest degree another hour. She did not really manage and dutifully got up and descended the steps to the living room to greet them. Seeing her mom taking off her coating 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 find your credit bill, '' Ian shouted back.

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

'' Well you were the one who wanted to aim. I would have been perfectly happy to beat back. Then maybe I wouldn't have seen your speech sound when your other swain texted. ``

'' Don't prognosticate him that. We aren't even grave, '' 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 exclusive, '' Janet made another excuse.

'' The fact that you and your girl are living in my house economic rent give up 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 house because your mother died and left it to you. Just wait until my parents die, then we 'll be on match footing. ``

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

Janet looked livid with ira. `` Sweetie, you don't want to learn 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 get. Maybe she could help them harmonise. If they really did break up, it would not just be Janet who would get to pull up stakes the piazza they now called home.

Ian shooed Lacey away with his hand, informing her that she was unneeded. Reluctantly, Lacey sauntered back up the stair. No Sooner had the doorway to her way shut than the shouting started again. Groaning she put on a headset and began to listen to medicine on her phone to swim it out. Once she had turned up the book enough to make sure she could take heed none of the yelling, she resumed reading her magazine.

Before farseeing she forgot everything else and was engrossed in her indication. She did not even notice when the door to her room opened. She did however palpate the weighting of soul 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 snub them for as long as possible.

A boastfully hand touching her butt revealed that the soul in inquiry was Ian and not her female parent. He did that from time to metre, patted her bottom when he wanted her tending instead of tapping her shoulder. She did not really beware as she liked Ian as a person. In fact, one of the main rationality he and her mother got together was because he got along so well with Lacey.

Not realizing how loud her music was, Ian began to babble out to Lacey as if she could hear him. `` I don't want you to reckon lupus erythematosus off either your mom or me because of this. We both decided that we need some metre apart. That may sound like we 'll get back together soon, but I 'll be dependable I 'm kinda past times wanting her cover at this 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 course, she could not take heed him at all. She was still pretending to dismiss his comportment while listening to her cacophony music. `` I don't want to be unreasonable, '' Ian continued. `` I know you have schoolhouse and moving now would disrupt that. I 'm bequeath to let just you stay until summertime. If your mom has found a new situation by then, you 'll go back with her. I feel that is More than fair. ``

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

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

After another three smack, he decided to up the ante. He slid his thumbs into the waistline of her panties. She stifled a gasp as he tickled her slight love handles. Her fork felt cold when he slid her pantie down to her thigh. She wiggled her nates as she tried to reset herself again. At the Same metre he slapped her bare ass, gimcrack and hard. She bit her lip to keep from yelping. Another slap and she was almost fix to give in.

He was no longer trying to get her attention though ; he was simply punishing her cheekiness. He slapped each of her daily round butt cheeks repeatedly. She moaned out loud, still biting her lip. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she dropped her magazine. 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 draw a blank why he was spanking her. He was just watching his girlfriend 's daughter 's ass bounciness and judder with each hit. It was mesmerizing. Lacey had a much better anatomy than her mom. While Janet was on the weedy side, Lacey was slightly flump. Not enough to be called fat by any substance. She just filled out any outfit she wore. Her clothes always looked tight around the chest and second joint area. Her plump peg clung together perfectly to hide out her crotch from view.

Ian was thinking about it though. He kept trying to spank her in such a way that her ass would lift and indicate him her secret stead. 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 privates. He felt something warm and damp.

Unfortunately, he had just crossed a line. Lacey opened her sassing and screamed for her mother. Acting before thinking, Ian put his hand on the spinal column of her capitulum and pushed her fount into the bed to asphyxiate her howler. As she began to struggle, trying to edge herself away from his invading digit, he reacted in the opposite, trying to turn his fingers further into her slightly wet crotch.

She stopped when she felt them slew inside. It was a extraneous sentience she did not know how to respond to. His finger were larger than her own. She was afraid it would hurt if she moved too a lot. He curved them upward, scrapping against the thinly bod that separated her vaginal duct from her intestines. Her eyes rolled back again as she groaned into her bed. A tingle 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 back to keep her pinned when he finally removed his hand from her head. She lifted her cheek and gasped for air. The situation she was in felt even unusual due to the fact that loud music was still blaring in her ears. She actually had yet to see or get wind Ian. For all she knew this might actually be a stranger who broke into the house to rape her while the adults fought with each other downstairs. Somewhere in the back of her caput 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 musical theme that this was justified penalization. If he let up too a lot she might try punishing to escape.

With her face no longer hidden, her following narrow escape was much more authorise. She gasped in a breathy sexy way, moaning in slight pain in the neck. 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 child who treated him with respect. When she thought Ian was going to marry her mother, she had sworn she would swallow him as her new dad. He could honestly say he would possess left Janet a long metre ago had he not loved Lacey so much.

All of that was melting away now. Sweeping her blonde hair away from the book 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 do by her as a sexual target. He wanted to wedge that audio out of her again. He definitely felt bad but it almost doubled his fervour. Just because he was leaving Janet did not intend he had to cut this wondrous girl out of his living. He could make her his in a unlike way.

'' Please, '' she managed a flimsy complaint as he stroked her tomentum. He was treating her gently. Perhaps if she begged he would find bad and let her go. She did not understand that her flaccid voice only egged him on. He wanted to try her moaning and squealing because of him. He had always thought he would deliver to find out her grow up and get a boyfriend. He had dreaded that day. How easily he had rectified that reverence. If only he had done this sooner.

Lacey breathed in deeply as she felt his fingerbreadth moving inside her. He definitely wanted her to feel him. bad than just using her consistence, he wanted to induce her think about it too. She could hardly believe that the man who had taken concern of her and treated her like a girl for age was now taking it all back with interest.

For the adjacent ten arcminute she just laid there in agony, both mental and physical, 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 liquid state seeping down her thigh. There was a apathy she felt whenever his finger's breadth brushed the position of her canal.

She was storm when he bundled up her haircloth and used it to wrench her brain sideways. He pressed his mouth to hers and forced his lingua past her teeth. Her optic focused enough for her to reckon at his face. She blushed in superfluity. Kissing individual whose finger's breadth were inside of her at that very present moment was too much. Like a deluge, liquid gushed out between her stage, soaking her bed. She was utterly humiliated but he just kept kissing her like it was normal. She felt gall. He had slept with several women, her mother included. This was her first time. He should be treating her exceptional, not making her tone like a slut.

Whether he rolled her over, or she did it herself, she could not separate ; either way, she fell onto her back the bit he broke the buss. She was lying there, panting for breath. Her aspect was completely red and her oculus were filled with tears. Her kick were soaked with sweat and sticking to her forehead. She was cognisant that her panties were still around her thighs and felt ashamed. Something felt wrong about still wearing them. If she was fully naked it would just somehow be better. Instead she felt pasty and constricted. Her wooden leg hurt from not being able to spread apart. She wished he would just take on off her pantie entirely.

Instead, Ian went for her shirt. He grabbed the hem and lifted it above her breasts, exposing her bra. She squinted at him in uncomfortable bother as he undid the front clasp. Her large tear sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her face with her arms in shame. She had always hated her breasts. They were large and her areolas were, in her opinion, too dark. Worse yet, her mamilla were quite obviously erect. She did not desire to be aroused by what was happening to her.

She uncovered her face to take care when something wet enveloped one of her nipples. Ian was sucking on her boob 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 bring in that having her pap touched and in this shell licked would cause her crotch to tingle.

Ian smiled when he saw her move her mitt to her cunt. She brushed against it lightly, trying not to take care like she was touching herself. Ian took it as an invitation to push his fingers into her, pulling her finger's breadth with him. `` halt ! '' she shouted as more weeping spilled down her face, creating white lines atop the red.

Ian did stop. She sounded extremely desperate. For a mo his fatherly instinct kicked in. He stared at her with concern but it only lasted a moment. With his early script he ripped her headphones off and tossed them against the wall, breaking them. `` Can you finally listen me ? '' he asked in infliction. `` What do you mean, stop ? Maybe you don't understand your state of affairs yet. I kicked your bawd of a mother out. No money, nothing. Unless she can hitchhike back to her ethnic music place two hour away, she 'll be sleeping on the street tonight. Do you want to end up like her ? ``

Lacey shook her head. `` That 's right. You 'd rather remain in your dainty fond bed tonight. Unfortunately rive isn't gratis. Your mom used to pay with her consistence but I do n't want that slattern 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 bear to pay rent by letting him deliver sex with her. Her maiden thought process 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 champion at shoal again.

pickings advantage of her out disposition, Ian lifted one of his legs over her so he was straddling her. Any luck she had to run had passed. She winced as he resumed fingering her cunt, making certain to scrape her walls excessively. She averted her oculus as her external respiration became fleshy. She was definitely ashamed to be enjoying this even a little.

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

Eventually her curiosity got the better of her. She looked down at his waist where he was straddling her. The bulge in his pants was quite turgid. He was wearing a Nice pair of trouser in prediction of date dark with Janet. Lacey felt bad that his exploit had gone to waste. At to the lowest degree he was still going to get laid.

He was rocking his pelvic arch slightly as he sat on her breadbasket, jostling her unit eubstance. She did not roll in the hay why and found it almost funny. It took some effort not to giggle. Eventually he undid the clit on his blouse with one hired man. Then he leaned forward to kiss her again. The hair of his chest brushed against her raise nipples making her groan. He liked the audio and dug his fingers deeper into her. She was annoyed that this seemed to be his default chemical reaction to everything. He assumed she was enjoying having her channel stretched by his prominent fingers and wanted to constitute 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 hand from his fingers and grabbed the bulge in his bloomers. He was definitely surprised. She unzipped him and let his tool spring out. It was definitely big as she had suspected. `` That affair is going inside me, '' she gulped nervously.

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

Her center began to water from the painfulness immediately. She threw her school principal back and clenched her teeth. A low growling grew in her lungs until she was screaming. She moved her arm to her cheek and bit the back of her own wrist in an try to exclude herself up. Ian had one hired man on her cheek and was petting her gently. `` Good young woman, '' he coaxed her.

She did not think to but instinctively she jerked upward on the bed, trying to repeal herself off of him. He thrust forward to keep himself inside of her. Her fountainhead fell off the edge of the mattress and bumped the side of the bedstead. Her middle spun in her head teacher as the painful sensation of three affair encompassed her at once.

All she could suppose about was how horrible sex must be for charwoman. In what little porn she had seen, men always looked like they were thrusting as hard as they could. Sometimes they even slapped or spanked the wretched daughter. She was always moaning loudly or perhaps yelling salacious thing. Why did men like it so much when the women obviously did not delight it ? Perhaps what they actually liked was getting to dominate the woman.

For some reason the memory of her better admirer 's first boyfriend came to mind. He was baby faced and cute. He followed Sarah around like puppy dog and swore he loved her and wanted aught 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 shove his shaft inside of her. Men caring about women was a lie. Ian caring about her was a lie. He probably planned to fuck her like this the day her mother first introduced them. He must have put up with Janet for age just waiting for this chance.

A particularly intemperate poking from Ian brought Lacey back from her tongue-tied thought process. She finally stopped biting her arm so she could speak. `` nookie, cut it out ! '' she shouted without thinking.

Ian was confused for a consequence. A hard slap to her face followed. `` catch 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 forget what you 're doing to a kid ! '' she scolded him.

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

'' You 're hurting me, '' she informed him, hoping he would actualize that zilch 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 way was he going to stop though. `` Ow, '' she whined as he thrust into her harder. `` Please be gentler, '' she pleaded. Ian slapped her face again, leaving a red hand print. `` What the shtup ? '' she screamed in confusion.

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

She moaned at showtime but suddenly began to holler when he sunk his tooth into it. `` Son of a bitch ! '' she screamed in pain. He thrust into her cunt harder as punishment for swearing. `` Please…. Stop, '' she begged him. `` Do you like hurting me ? '' Rather than answering, Ian grabbed her former tit and twisted it. `` You bastard, you 're actually trying to have it worse ! '' she shrieked.

With his understructure, Ian pushed her panties down the relief of the way so her leg could finally fall unfold completely. He then pulled them up between her and him so that her knees were being pressed into her chest every time he thrust into her. `` They 're not meant to twist like that, '' she groaned. He pulled her arms between her knees and pushed her legs back even further than her pectus. Realizing what he was doing, Lacey lifted her had so he could push her mortise joint behind her neck. Looking down she could see her own hip finger cymbals sticking out oddly. She had always been a flexible girl but she felt this was excessive.

Once he was sure her legs were there to continue, he returned his attention to her breasts. He slapped each of them a few fourth dimension and then twisted both her nipples at the Lapplander meter. `` Uh huh, that really hurts, '' she mumbled instead of screaming this time. It was more of a confirmation than a charge. Her eyes were fixed on his face, waiting for him to do something else.

He dragged his fingernails down her titty, leaving red streak. `` expression mom, I 'm Ian 's new fucktoy. It 's not so hard, '' 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 side of meat of her human face was stinging now and her olfactory organ was running slightly. It was a little severely to keep her right eye subject as her boldness was starting to swell.

When he did not affect his hand from her facial expression, she turned her head slightly and opened her back talk. She let his digit trace her lips a few times before she started to cream and wet-nurse them. `` Do you desire to try harder ? '' she was almost taunting him. He grabbed her tongue and twisted it as punishment. `` Harder, '' she mumbled as best she could. He pushed his thumb further into her sassing. When she moved her tongue he almost shoved it into the cover of her throat.

She began to cough and swallow. The wall of her throat massaged his quarter round. She felt like she had a lubber in her throat. He scrapped the sides of her lip as he pulled his thumb out. `` Ow, '' she muttered when she could utter again.

Thrusting into her bitch again, he slid her promote off the bed. At the same meter 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 spit coated thumb pressure against her arse. `` What are you doing ? '' she asked drearily.

With one thrust he shoved inside her asshole. Her swell eye began to jerk as the adept filled her abdomen. She felt it all the way up her intestines. `` God, I think I 'm gon na throw off up, '' she groaned while grabbing her stomach. With his other hand Ian pressed down atop her hands, putting weight on her belly.

Lacey 's centre rolled back as she retched. She did not actually thrust up though. `` seminal fluid on, this doesn't damage ; it just feels weird, '' she began to taunt him again. `` Maybe if you shoved your gumshoe in my stub it would anguish more. Would you like that ? Do you want to make love a youth girl 's asshole ? ``

Another slap to the grimace. `` It 's so benumbed it doesn't even hurt anymore. You 're gon na have to use your fist. You might bankrupt my nose. Since you enjoy seeing me cry so a lot, you… ''

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

The sound of his thighs 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 fist full-of-the-moon of her hair and lifted her chief up. `` Ow, you 're gon na rip it out, '' she whined. `` Do you delight fucking bald girls ? ``

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 try he did not care. `` I 'm not gon na have any ivory left. You 're just gon na be fucking a rag doll at this rate. ``

He moved his grip to her carpus and began to constrict 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 bump 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 fuck whenever ? I can be that, I can be your obedient hussy. ``

She used her knees to plagiarize 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. fill my underage uterus with your seminal fluid. I could get pregnant. You could have a kid of your own. You don't want to pain your sister '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 like time he thrust again. `` That 's right-hand, '' she gasped. `` return me my kickoff taste sensation of cum. Make me addicted to it. I 'm not paying rent, I 'm taking momma 's station. I 'm you 're girlfriend now. No, I 'm your fucktoy. You don't have to ask me on dates or anything. I belong to you. You can fuck me any time you want, just don't recrudesce 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 backbone of her nous, pressing her mouth over his peter. She squealed when she felt warm liquid hitting the back of her throat. It was slightly soothing on the scrapes he has made earlier. She swallowed it as quickly as possible.

Despite this, he held her nous down until her grimace was red from lack of ventilation. She slapped his arm a few meter 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 make love me if I 'm deadened, '' she hiccupped.

Ian watched her dresser rising 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 cringe toward the edge of the bed. Ian grabbed her by the waistline and pulled her into his lap.

'' I 'm not running away, '' she assured him. `` If you want you can 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 meat. I know my place now. If I don't want to get broken by you, I 've got to observe my worth, right ? '' She stared at him with inhuman 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 confessedly, we can spill about it later. If you want to be my dad again, I can think about it. Right now, I just want to shower. Will you let me do that much ? ``

Ian slowly removed his workforce from her waist and let her crawl off the bed. He watched as she stretched her sore muscles. When she bent down to tint her toes he got a wax view of her bleeding snatch, the red hired hand prints on her ass, and her slightly swollen anus. He really did a telephone number on her. Still she seemed somehow okay. For that he was glad.

Whatever was to happen next, it was not a thing of forgiveness. There was no way things could go back to normal. Hopefully she would be leave to take her new role as a pickle for his lust. He definitely had no program of letting her go .