On a previous Saturday nighttime, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a mag when she heard the front door slam. Checking her clock she was slightly bedevil as her mom and her boyfriend Ian were not supposed to be back from their date for at least another minute. She did not really care and dutifully got up and descended the stair 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 pocketbook ? '' she demanded angrily.

'' You said you couldn't witness your credit bill, '' Ian shouted back.

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

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

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

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

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

'' The fact that you and your girl are living in my theatre rent dislodge would paint a picture 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 mother died and left it to you. Just wait until my parents die, then we 'll be on equal footing. ``

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

Janet looked blanched with anger. `` Sweetie, you don't want to find out all this. Just go back upstairs for now, '' she instructed Lacey.

Lacey looked at Ian for ratification. She somewhat wanted to be a share of the conversation to come in. Maybe she could help oneself them patch up. If they really did break dance up, it would not just be Janet who would have to leave 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 step. No Sooner had the threshold to her room shut than the shouting started again. Groaning she put on a headset and began to listen to medicine on her telephone set to submerge it out. Once she had turned up the bulk enough to make trusted she could listen none of the cheering, she resumed reading her magazine.

Before long 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 feel the free weight of someone sitting down on the bed behind her. Feeling annoyed at having been sent away earlier, she did not rag looking at them. She wanted to be piddling and brush off them for as long as possible.

A large hand touching her butt revealed that the soul in doubt was Ian and not her female parent. He did that from sentence to time, patted her bottom when he wanted her attending instead of tapping her shoulder. She did not really heed as she liked Ian as a person. In fact, one of the primary reasons he and her mother got together was because he got along so well with Lacey.

Not realizing how garish her medicine was, Ian began to talk to Lacey as if she could hear him. `` I don't want you to guess to a lesser extent 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 fair I 'm kind of past wanting her back at this spot. She 's already left. I don't know where she 's going to go and I really couldn't aid less right now. ``

Ian paused and waited for Lacey to say anything. Of course, she could not hear him at all. She was still pretending to cut his bearing while listening to her blaring music. `` I don't want to be unreasonable, '' Ian continued. `` I know you have school and moving now would disrupt that. I 'm will to let just you stay until summer. If your mom has found a new berth 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 foundation and hummed along to the strain on her phone. He tapped her butt joint twice more and even gave it a slightly hard whack ; still no reaction. Annoyed he decided to rally her a slight. He pulled on her shorts, sliding them down her peg and exposing her kernel print panties.

She frowned but continued ignoring him. Another smack to the prat almost made her yelp. By now she was curious to what he wanted but she did not plan to suffer this biz. She readjusted herself, practically pointing her can at him, daring him to keep back spanking her.

After another three slaps, he decided to up the ante. He slid his thumbs into the waist of her scanty. She stifled a gasp as he tickled her slight love handles. Her privates felt cold when he slid her panties down to her second joint. She wiggled her butt as she tried to readapt herself again. At the same time he slapped her bare ass, loud and hard. She bit her lip to keep from yelping. Another slap and she was almost ready to hand in.

He was no longer trying to get her tending though ; he was simply punishing her insolence. He slapped each of her round butt end cheeks repeatedly. She moaned out loud, still biting her lip. Her eyes rolled back in her forefront and she dropped her cartridge clip. She jolted and squealed with each smack, forgetting that she could probably get him to block off if she just asked him to.

Ian was fast forget why he was spanking her. He was just watching his girlfriend 's daughter 's ass bouncing and stimulate with each hit. It was mesmerizing. Lacey had a much better design than her mom. While Janet was on the skinny face, Lacey was slightly plump. Not enough to be called fat by any means. She just filled out any turnout she wore. Her apparel always looked cockeyed around the dresser and thigh surface area. Her plump legs clung together perfectly to hide her crotch from view.

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

Unfortunately, he had just crossed a note. Lacey opened her mouthpiece and screamed for her mother. Acting before thinking, Ian put his hand on the rachis of her head and pushed her boldness into the bed to strangle her shrieking. As she began to struggle, trying to inch herself away from his invading fingers, he reacted in the opposite, trying to forge his digit further into her slightly wet crotch.

She stopped when she felt them slue inside. It was a strange sensation she did not have a go at it how to respond to. His finger's breadth were gravid than her own. She was afraid it would pain if she moved too much. He curved them upward, scrapping against the thin flesh that separated her vaginal channel from her intestines. Her eye rolled back again as she groaned into her bed. A shudder went through her body, making her smell like a Fish flopping atop the bed.

By then, Ian was committed. He crawled upward on the bed and pressed his genu into the belittled of her back to prevent her immobilise when he finally removed his paw from her head teacher. She lifted her cheek and gasped for air. The situation she was in matte up even stranger due to the fact that loud music was still blaring in her auricle. She actually had yet to see or find out Ian. For all she knew this might actually be a stranger who broke into the house to dishonour her while the grownup fought with each other downstairs. Somewhere in the backbone 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 finger deeper into her. He felt he needed to maintain the idea 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 squeak was much more clear. She gasped in a breathy sexy way, moaning in slight pain. Ian stared down at her with a sudden expression of esteem. 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 respect. When she thought Ian was going to marry her female parent, she had sworn she would assume him as her new dad. He could honestly say he would deliver left Janet a prospicient sentence ago had he not loved Lacey so much.

All of that was melting away now. Sweeping her blonde hair away from the backbone of her neck, he kept looking down at her like a different someone. No longer seeing her as a girl, he wanted to treat her as a intimate physical object. He wanted to pull that auditory sensation out of her again. He definitely felt bad but it almost doubled his excitement. Just because he was leaving Janet did not mean he had to cut this wondrous fille out of his life. He could fix her his in a different way.

'' Please, '' she managed a rebuff complaint 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 realize that her soft vocalism only egged him on. He wanted to hear her moaning and squealing because of him. He had always thought he would receive to follow her grow up and get a boyfriend. He had dreaded that day. How easily he had rectified that care. If only he had done this sooner.

Lacey breathed in deeply as she felt his fingers moving inside her. He definitely wanted her to experience him. defective than just using her body, he wanted to defecate 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 years was now taking it all back with interest.

For the next ten minutes she just laid there in torture, both mental and forcible, as he worked his digit 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 numbness she felt whenever his fingerbreadth brushed the incline of her canal.

She was surprise when he bundled up her hair and used it to sprain her chief sideways. He pressed his lips to hers and forced his spit past her teeth. Her eyes focused enough for her to look at his case. She blushed in overplus. Kissing someone whose digit were inside of her at that very here and now was too much. Like a flood, liquidity 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 low time. He should be treating her special, not making her feel like a slut.

Whether he rolled her over, or she did it herself, she could not severalise ; either way, she fell onto her back the minute he broke the candy kiss. She was lying there, panting for breath. Her facial expression was completely red and her center were filled with split. Her thrill were soaked with exertion and sticking to her forehead. She was cognisant that her scanty were still around her thigh and felt ashamed. Something felt legal injury about still wearing them. If she was fully nude it would just somehow be better. Instead she felt sticky and constricted. Her pegleg hurt from not being able-bodied to spread apart. She wished he would just pick out off her scanty 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 bust sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her case with her arms in disgrace. She had always hated her breasts. They were tumid and her areolas were, in her opinion, too dark. regretful yet, her mammilla 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 white meat greedily. It felt odd. Knowing little to goose egg about her own organic structure and why it was reacting this way, she was scared. She knew about sex but did not agnise that having her mamilla touched and in this case licked would cause her crotch to tingle.

Ian smiled when he saw her move her script 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. `` closure ! '' she shouted as more tears spilled down her face, creating white lines atop the red.

Ian did lay off. She sounded extremely do-or-die. For a import his fatherly instinct kicked in. He stared at her with concern but it only lasted a moment. With his other paw he ripped her headphones off and tossed them against the wall, breaking them. `` Can you finally hear me ? '' he asked in annoyance. `` What do you entail, stop ? Maybe you don't empathize your situation yet. I kicked your sporting lady of a mother out. No money, zero. Unless she can thumb back to her common people place two minute 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 stick around in your nice warm bed tonight. Unfortunately rend isn't free. Your mom used to pay with her physical structure but I do n't want that adulteress anymore. Do you recognise what that means ? ``

Lacey 's eyes widened as she realized what he meant. If she wanted to stay in this sign, she was going to have to pay rent by letting him feature sex with her. Her first intellection 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.

pickings advantage of her stupid disposition, Ian lifted one of his pegleg over her so he was straddling her. Any chance she had to run had passed. She winced as he resumed fingering her twat, making sure to scratch up her rampart excessively. She averted her eyes as her respiration became lumbering. She was definitely ashamed to be enjoying this even a little.

She could barely focus on anything. The one thought going through her nous was that soon it would be something else inside of her rather than his fingers. If their size 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 shank where he was straddling her. The prominence in his pants was quite large. He was wearing a gracious dyad of pant in anticipation of date night with Janet. Lacey felt bad that his travail had gone to pine away. At least he was still going to get laid.

He was rocking his articulatio coxae slightly as he sat on her tum, jostling her entirely body. She did not fuck why and found it almost rummy. It took some effort not to giggle. Eventually he undid the buttons on his blouse with one hired man. Then he leaned forward to buss her again. The haircloth of his chest brushed against her upright tit making her moan. He liked the sound and dug his digit 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 with child fingers and wanted to piss her feel even better.

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

'' Are n't you eager, '' Ian chuckled as he slid down her body to place himself at her waistline. She gasped when she felt the head of his cock brush against the exterior of her cunt. Just knowing it was something entirely different than his fingers made it exotic. He moved it all around the opening night to tease her to a greater extent before he finally started to push in.

Her eyes began to water from the nuisance immediately. She threw her oral sex 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 backrest of her own radiocarpal joint in an attempt to shut herself up. Ian had one helping hand on her impertinence and was petting her gently. `` Good girl, '' he coaxed her.

She did not think of 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 headland fell off the edge of the mattress and bumped the position of the bedstead. Her middle spun in her oral sex as the hurting of three matter encompassed her at once.

All she could consider about was how horrible sex must be for charwoman. In what minuscule pornography she had seen, men always looked like they were thrusting as hard as they could. Sometimes they even slapped or spanked the poor young lady. She was always moaning loudly or perhaps yelling obscene matter. Why did men like it so much when the women obviously did not relish it ? Perhaps what they actually liked was getting to dominate the woman.

For some reason the retentiveness of her considerably friend 's first young man came to mind. He was sister 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 receive hurt Sarah at the sentence, 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 adult female was a lie. Ian caring about her was a lie. He probably planned to have a go at it her like this the day her mother first introduced them. He must have put up with Janet for years just waiting for this chance.

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

Ian was confused for a moment. A gruelling slap to her face followed. `` Watch your lyric Cy 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 leave what you 're doing to a kid ! '' she scolded him.

Ian stared down at her bare chest of drawers and belly and the post where their privates met. Shiny lines of liquid were running up into the hair 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 savour 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 case again, leaving a red hand photographic print. `` What the fuck ? '' she screamed in confusion.

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

She moaned at maiden but suddenly began to scream when he sunk his tooth into it. `` Son of a bitch ! '' she screamed in pain. He thrust into her snatch harder as punishment for swearing. `` Please…. full stop, '' she begged him. `` Do you like hurting me ? '' sooner than answering, Ian grabbed her other nipple and twisted it. `` You bastard, you 're actually trying to make it high-risk ! '' she shrieked.

With his foot, Ian pushed her panties down the remainder of the way so her wooden leg could finally descend give completely. He then pulled them up between her and him so that her knee joint were being pressed into her chest every metre he thrust into her. `` They 're not meant to deflect like that, '' she groaned. He pulled her arms between her articulatio genus and pushed her peg back even further than her chest. Realizing what he was doing, Lacey lifted her had so he could promote her ankle behind her neck. Looking down she could see her own hip bones sticking out oddly. She had always been a flexible girl but she felt this was excessive.

Once he was sure as shooting her legs were there to stay, he returned his attention to her white meat. He slapped each of them a few fourth dimension and then twisted both her nipples at the Lapp time. `` Uh huh, that really hurts, '' she mumbled instead of screaming this clip. It was more of a ratification than a complaint. Her middle were fixed on his case, waiting for him to do something else.

He dragged his fingernails down her bosom, leaving red streaks. `` Look ma, I 'm Ian 's new fucktoy. It 's not so grueling, '' Lacey refused to admit to being in pain. She had forgotten that swearing would get her slapped though. `` Ow, '' she tried not to oppose. The incline of her face was stinging now and her nose was running slightly. It was a minuscule hard to keep her right eye unresolved as her boldness was starting to swell.

When he did not move his hand from her face, she turned her head slightly and opened her mouth. She let his digit trace her back talk a few sentence before she started to figure out and suck 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 safe she could. He pushed his thumb further into her rima oris. When she moved her tongue he almost shoved it into the rachis of her throat.

She began to cough and swallow. The paries of her throat massaged his thumb. She felt like she had a lump in her throat. He scrapped the sides of her back talk as he pulled his ovolo out. `` Ow, '' she muttered when she could talk again.

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

With one push he shoved inside her asshole. Her swollen eye began to twitch as the sensation filled her abdomen. She felt it all the way up her bowel. `` God, I think I 'm gon na befuddle up, '' she groaned while grabbing her stomach. With his other paw Ian pressed down atop her hands, putting weight on her belly.

Lacey 's eyes rolled back as she retched. She did not actually throw up though. `` Come on, this doesn't harm ; it just feels weird, '' she began to tantalise him again. `` Maybe if you shoved your putz in my goat it would wound more. Would you like that ? Do you want to fuck a Edward Young young woman 's whoreson ? ``

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

'' Shut up, '' Ian cut her off. Without warning he grabbed her pegleg and pulled them out from behind her head. She winced in pain as they returned to their formula position. He then pulled his tool out of her bitch, leaving a slight trail of descent from her hymen. She groaned dizzily as he flipped her onto her front. He had to commit on her ankle joint to get her back on the bed completely. Her facial expression was buried in her pillow but she still yelped when his cock entered her twat again.

The sound of his thighs slapping against her unit of ammunition stern filled the room. She just lay still as he thrust into her repeatedly. When he got tire of her not reacting, he grabbed a fist total of her hair and lifted her forefront up. `` Ow, you 're gon na rip it out, '' she whined. `` Do you bask fucking barefaced girls ? ``

Ian was in no position to slap her again so he just grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back. `` plosive, it 's gon na break ! '' she yelped. He twisted it further to raise he did not care. `` 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 clutch to her wrist and began to compress it. `` Ian, I swear to god, you ca n't get out my arm. Everything you 've done so far, I can forgive ; but if you actually relegate 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 adulteress. ``

She used her knees to move up 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 come. I could get meaning. You could have a kid of your own. You don't want to hurt your babe 's mother, do you ? ``

Ian relaxed his traveling bag on her wrist but still held onto her arm. He yanked on it, pulling her backward into him at the Saame fourth dimension he thrust again. `` That 's correct, '' she gasped. `` present me my first taste of cum. Make me addicted to it. I 'm not paying rent, I 'm taking Mommy 's piazza. I 'm you 're lady friend now. No, I 'm your fucktoy. You don't have to look at me on dates or anything. I belong to you. You can have a go at it me any time you want, just don't dampen 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 head, pressing her oral fissure over his cock. She squealed when she felt warmly liquid hitting the rear of her pharynx. It was slightly soothing on the mark he has made earlier. She swallowed it as quickly as possible.

Despite this, he held her headway down until her boldness was red from lack of breathing. She slapped his arm a few times before resorting to digging her fingernails into his hand. He finally released her. She pulled her oral sex up and gasped for air. `` You ca n't fuck me if I 'm dead, '' she hiccupped.

Ian watched her chest rebellion 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 cower 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 turn away 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 musical composition of meat. I know my plaza now. If I don't want to get broken by you, I 've got to keep my worth, right ? '' She stared at him with cold rear end eyes.

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

'' Then what did you want ? You wanted an tardily fuck, right ? If that 's not on-key, we can talk about it later. If you want to be my dad again, I can reckon about it. Right now, I just want to shower. will you let me do that much ? ``

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

Whatever was to hap next, it was not a thing of forgiveness. There was no way matter could go back to normal. Hopefully she would be willing to accept her new role as a mess for his lecherousness. He definitely had no plans of letting her go .