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“So what exactly do you expect me to do? I can’t come up with that kind of money at the drop of a hat!” I can’t keep the emotions from my voice. Rage, anger, guilt, hate, disgust and so much more are running through my veins and keeping my eyes from my daughter who is currently on her knees in the corner with some guys cock pumping in and out of her throat.
“You see Matthew, that really isn’t my problem and quite frankly, it shouldn’t be your daughters either and yet somehow, you’ve allowed it to become just that, A problem for both myself and your beautiful daughter. Did you know Matty, that when your daughter is being forced to come her face screws tightly shut but one of her eyes always stays open so she can watch as my boys beat the shit out of her tight little cunt? I found that out today. Very cute!”
My fists are clenched so tightly that I can feel my nails drawing blood from my palm but I don’t dare swing a punch. It’s not my safety that I worry for but my daughters. My poor innocent daughter.
“Bring her over!” L.V shouts. I don’t want him to bring her over. I don’t want to be able to see the bulge in her cheeks as the head of his cock forces it’s way into her windpipe. I don’t want to see the tears well up in her eyes as she tries to fight for a breath in between his slow but forceful thrusts and I don’t want to see the look of hate that I know must be in her eyes every time she thinks of me, her father, the reason that cock is there in the first place.
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L.V:
The black dress was the right choice. I didn’t want to dress her like a whore, she is only just 18 after all but I did want something that showed off just how woman she really was, Probably more for my own satisfaction than anyone else’s and boy did I find the right dress. The cheap imitation silk material let’s her nipples poke through even though they aren’t hard. The thin strappy lets her waste of space father see the evidence of just how hard his precious little girl was fucked and all because he wants to snort shit up his nose.
“What I expected you to do is get my money for me. I even tried to give you a second chance.” I pause for a moment. I wonder if he is as hard as I am right now? He’s a red blooded mail just like me and the girl is pretty fucking amazing at sucking dick.
His eyes are firmly on my face but my own eyes are firmly on his daughters lips. I’m studying the way she tightens her lips every time my man pulls out, actually sucking on every out stroke. She’s trying, for the first time tonight, she is actually trying not to piss me off. I wonder why?
“Now don’t get me wrong Matty, you’re a friend and I don’t like to hurt my friends, that’s why I got your little girl in here instead. She’s not much more than a piece of meat with a few holes to me but I’m sure she means the world to you, am I right?”
There’s fire behind his eyes as he spits his reply.
“Fuck you! You fucking know she’s does you twisted fuck!”
I can’t help but laugh. Does he really think that him getting angry will help the situation?
“Wrong answer bud.” I meet his eyes before turning to my partner. “Bend the bitch over!”
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Maize:
There’s a boot pressing on my left cheek, keeping the right one flat against the concrete. Someone’s jerking my arms behind my back but I can’t see who. My dad is screaming, begging them to let me go but I know that it’ll be no use.
I’m not even scared anymore, they’ve been fucking me for what seems like days and my mind is getting used to it even if my body isn’t. The dull ache between my legs is made worse when cold hands force them wide apart.
“Fucking look at it!” I hear the bosses voice demand. I don’t need to be able to see to know he’s talking to my dad. For the first time since my father got here I feel deeply ashamed.
At first I just wanted to hurt him for putting me in this position to begin with. That’s why I put effort into sucking that guys cock. I kept trying to get eye contact with my dad, hoping he’d see the hurt he had caused but he wouldn’t look at me.
Now I know he can see everything, every curly blonde pube, every drop of wetness that I can’t stop from escaping, every tiny cut that was caused when they stretched the virginity from my tight little asshole. He can see everything.
Suddenly I’m snapped from my shamed thoughts my something hard and cold pressing against my pussy lips.
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Daddy:
“I’ll pay! I’ll do whatever I have to do to get you the money just don’t you fucking touch her! Don’t hurt her please! I’ll fucking pay you!” My throat is on fire as I scream and beg for L.V to release my daughter but he just laughs.
“Doesn’t it look a little late for that now?”
His goon has stopped throat fucking my little girl and is now holding a 99. Caliber pistol and aiming it at my head. They’re determined that I should watch as L.V tries to force a wine bottle into Maizes pretty pink flower but I just can’t. I can’t watch them rape my daughter! Her poor little gash already looks so red and sore from all the abuse they’ve put it through. I keep trying to look away or close my eyes but every time they catch me the L.Vs little bitch slaps me with the butt of his gun.
“Bring him closer!” Another command silently followed by the goon. When we stop, I’m just inches away from my naked daughter.
“Can you smell her? The sweet smell of young cunt in the air? Go ahead,” L.V gestures. “Take a deep breath!”
I do as I’m told and find he is right. It’s not the coconut shampoo and candy scented perfume that I know my daughter to smell of but instead it’s something just as sweet mixed with a touch of maturity and mysterious. The smell provokes something in me that I didn’t know was there, something primal that I wish I hadn’t come to know I behold. I ignore the stir in my boxer shorts and try to maintain eye contact with L.V hoping he won’t notice the growth that I know will soon be showing in my pants.
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Maize:
I know my dad is close by, I can smell his aftershave. The blunt object being rammed between my spread legs isn’t as cold anymore but it isn’t having any more luck breaking into me yet, thank the lord! Every part of my pussy stings and the throbbing in my asshole is refusing to subside. I keep kidding myself into thinking I can cope with it, that I can get used to it but every time I actually start to think it’s true, the boss think of a new way to torture me.
“Here,” I hear the boss say “have a go.” And the blunt object is removed from my hole.
“You can’t be serious!” My dad whispers “you want ME to...to...” His voice drifts off leaving nothing but the sound of my own muffled heartbeat for my ears to focus on.
Everything is silent for a second and my mind begins to race. He wants my own dad to rape me? He can’t be for real, I mean, surely not? I can’t breath.
I’m sure now that I was right, I can cope with the men, even get used to it but I could never ever get used to that! I couldn’t live with the thought of my own dad balls deep inside of me. I can’t breath. There’s a scream stuck in my throat and I can’t swallow it down. It’s like it’s suffocating me but not enough to get me out of this.I can’t breath.
There’s thud and the sound of someone hitting the ground.
“Stand the fuck up!” The boss demands and I can hear scrambling on the ground behind me followed by two unsteady footsteps.
“The next time you decide you’re man enough to say no to me it’ll be your daughter I prove it too! Now do as you’re fucking told and stand where the fuck I say!”
Footsteps shuffle around somewhere out of sight. Beneath them I’m sure I can make out the stifled sobs of my dad.
“Don’t cry daddy.” The words are out of my mouth before I have a chance to think about them.
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