Chapter 2
The next day, Saturday, Debbie loafed around the house. There wasn't much for her to do any more. She'd just graduated from high school and now all of her friends were busy at their summer jobs. That left her pretty much alone, free to do anything she wanted to. The problem was, there wasn't anybody to do it with.
In the afternoon when it got really hot she went out to the back of the house and sat around the large swimming pool. She wore a skimpy white bikini, hoping her father would come out. She wanted to tease him with her body, with her firm tanned flesh that poked out of the suit.
But he didn't come out at all. She sat by the edge of the pool, with her ankles kicking around in the water, brushing her long red hair. It was a shame, she thought. She was looking good today. She knew if her father came out and saw her she would at least have a chance of stirring him up a bit.
The bikini bottom was little more than a white string that barely hid the crack of her ass. Both of her deeply tanned ass cheeks were in full view. And that was how she would get him. She knew he loved a nice full ass. Debbie fantasized herself stripping down in front of her father, pulling the white bottom down the back of her thighs and bending over for him, waiting for his stiff cock to plunge into her hole. She tried to imagine how it would feel to have his hard meat splitting her apart, and then spurting inside of her.
She was hot now, but not from the sun. She was hot with desire for her father.
Debbie went inside the house. Her father was in the living room, lying down on the couch watching a sports show on the television. She laid down on the floor, on her stomach, right in front of the TV, giving him a nice hard look at her ass. She moved it around slightly, not wanting to make it seem too obvious that she wanted his cock in her hole.
"That bathing suit's a little too daring," he said. "Don't you think?"
Debbie looked over her shoulder just as he took his eyes away from her ass. "Oh, Daddy, all the girls wear this kind now. There's nothing wrong with it." She turned back to the TV and then slid her right hand across her back, then down to her ass. Her fingers pulled at the tight elastic material, as if she was trying to cover her skin, but instead she pulled it up, revealing even more flesh. "I don't think it's too, daring, or even too short...." She looked back at her father and saw that he was staring at her. There was a nice looking bulge in his pants. She had him, she thought. He really wanted her, and she was ready to give.
But then her father got up from the couch and walked out of the room, not even looking at her. At first she didn't understand what was happening, but then she realized her father was afraid. Even though he wanted her, and she wanted him, he was still too inhibited. Other chicks were fine, but not her. Not his daughter.
She laughed to herself. It was only a matter of time. He couldn't resist her for long. Sooner or later she would catch him in the right mood, and then she would get that long stiff cock.
Later that night, when she was dressed in her jeans again, Debbie sat around the house waiting for her father to go out. He always did, making the rounds of the bars, looking for pussy.
When he left, Debbie went into his bedroom. She remembered her father talking about pictures of Lisa, pictures that he was using to blackmail her into sex. And now she meant to find them.
She looked in his dresser, going through the drawers one by one, until she found what she was looking for in the bottom drawer. It was a large photo album, the kind he sold at his studio. But this was his private one. She knew she would find something good in this one.
Debbie freaked when she saw the pictures inside. There were dozens of photos, and all of them were of naked women, women with cum on their faces, on their tits. She recognized some of them. They were the girls he brought home with him and took into his room. No wonder they went along with whatever he wanted.
She knew that her father used his studio for more than just business as she scanned the pictures that showed the women in every kind of sex act imaginable. And then she figured out how he did it, too. The women probably came in to his studio wanting a portrait done, or a family shot, and then he turned on the charm. The housewives would come back for a private session with him and then he would either convince them or force them to put out for him in front of the camera. Once he had them photographed he could make them do anything he wanted. They all gave in to him rather than risking a scandal with their husbands.
Debbie smiled as she looked at the photos. She knew her father was a successful photographer, but not this successful. It was a good sideline, a cruel sideline, and Debbie knew why he spent so much time down at his studio. With all that hot young cunt around it was a wonder he ever came home.
At the end of the album she saw the pictures of Lisa. She was kneeling on the floor sucking on a thick cock. Cum ran down her chin. There was another picture of Lisa licking up a pool of semen from both of her cupped hands. It went on and on, cock in her mouth, in her cunt, her ass, and on her tits. No wonder she put out for her father last night, Debbie thought. The pictures made her look just like a sex hungry whore. Her husband would kill her if he ever found out.
Debbie put the album down on her father's bed. She knew there was probably a lot more than just pictures in his bedroom. In the closet she found over a dozen reels of film, a projector, and all sorts of cameras. Debbie felt the urge again, the urge for pleasure. She hurried around the room, setting up the projector, then threading the first film on top of the pile into it. She turned off the lights switched on the projector and then laid down on her father's bed.
The film flickered across the bedroom wall, showing the inside of a bedroom. It was this bedroom! she realized. And that was her father, naked, his hard cock dangling between his legs. He dragged a woman across the floor. She was in a torn red dress and it was pulled below her large round tits. Then she saw a close-up of the face. It was her mother, crying, trying to get away. Another man grabbed her and threw her down to the floor.
Debbie stared as her father and the other man tore off her mother's clothes and then climbed on top of her naked body. It was almost like seeing herself in the film since Debbie was just like her mother in every way, face, hair, and full body.
Her father forced his cock into her mouth while the other man gave it to her in the ass. Then the two of them worked on her, fucking her senseless, stabbing at her with their stiff pricks. Then they came all over her mouth and her ass, covering her with cum.
Debbie realized now why her mother wanted the divorce. She couldn't stand the cruel sex, the forced sex that turned Debbie's father on. But that was just what turned Debbie on. The thought of being forced to take her father's long prick up her ass was enough to start her dripping.
She looked at the other films, losing track of time. And as she watched the scenes of all sorts of women being chained and fucked by her father she removed her jeans. Her finger slid down her panties and then darted into her wet cunt hole, pushing, fucking. She slipped her other hand under her tight red top and crushed her tits, mauling them while she worked on her cunt.
For hours she just sat on the bed, getting herself off, coming all over her hand, and always she was ready for more. It was just sex, pure sex, and she lost herself completely in it.
Then, just as she was about to get off again, she heard the doorknob twist. And standing in the hallway was her father. He was mad as hell.
"What the fuck are you doing in here? I told you never to come in my room when I'm not here?" He stormed into the room. He saw the projector going, the pictures scattered on the bed, and he saw her sticky fingers moving under her wet panties.
"Daddy, I was just...."
"You're in a lot of trouble," he said. His words were soft and low but they came out of his mouth in a hiss. "A lot of trouble," he repeated as he walked towards the bed.
Debbie jumped off the bed and ran across the room.
"Get back here!" He grabbed her elbow and pulled her but she managed to slip away. She was almost at the door when his hand slid under the elastic of her panties. He pulled hard and dragged her back to the bed, throwing her on it as hard as he could. The panties ripped off her and dangled down her bare thighs.
"Please, Daddy, don't hurt me."
He held her down on the bed. His wide palm pressed into the flat of her back, pinning her as she squirmed. With his other hand he undid his belt, a long black leather belt. Debbie looked over her shoulder and saw it coming down. She shuddered and then jumped in the air as the hard leather whipped into her bare ass.
"Lie still," he said. "Lie still, you little sneak."
She cried out loud, and wiggled all over the bed, but she couldn't get away. The belt came down again and again, stinging and slashing her quivering ass cheeks. "This'll teach you to stay out of my room," he said. "You little bitch."
The belt came down harder and harder on her ass. She whimpered and pleaded with him but her father was in a rage, and she knew it was no use to fight him.
He stopped, after a long time, after her ass was sore and stinging. She saw him standing there with the belt in his hand, staring at her red flesh. And she felt herself dripping. Juice poured out of her cunt and soaked her thighs. She wanted more, she wanted the belt to strike her ass and she wanted his cock to fill her hole.
Debbie turned around on the bed. She spread her legs wide and let him see her wet juicy cunt hole. With her hands behind her, supporting herself on the bed, she moved her hips up and down, slowly, twitching her flesh for him.
"Turn over!" he said. "I'm not through with you."
"But Daddy, I want...."
"Turn over!"
"No! I won't."
His face was redder than before, and the cold look in his eyes scared her. But at the same time she wanted this to happen. She wanted to be punished, punished and chained,'and then fucked in the ass.
"You do what I say, you little bitch." Debbie laughed at him, making him madder. Then she lifted the red top up over her bare tits. The material pressed down on her jugs, making them stick straight out in the air. "Come on, Daddy, give it to me. Put it in." She fingered her slit and then opened her mouth wide. Her tongue slid across her lips as she stared at his crotch. "Give it to me, Daddy. Do it just like you do to those whores you bring home. Do it like you did to Mom."
"You little slut, what are you trying to do! I said turn over. Stop acting like a tramp." His eyes travelled up and down her body, lingering at her huge milky white tits, at her wet gaping hole. And then he stared at her mouth, at her wide open lips.
She sucked her lips in and out, as if she was blowing him, as if she had a hard long cock sliding down into her throat.
"Do it, Daddy, you want to do it, I know you do. You want to put your cock right here." She spread her cunt lips wide open with her fingers.
Her father stood there, staring, watching her as she played with her wet cunt right in front of his eyes. "Stop it," he said. "This is crazy!"
Debbie wasn't going to miss this time. She slid down on the bed and grabbed his crotch. His prick was hard as a rock and she could feel how wet his pants were, wet from the pulsing thick tip. He didn't move as her fingers traced the outline of his cock. She squeezed it, clutching the hard throbbing meat. Her hand slid down his legs and grabbed at his nuts. He moaned and pressed against her. His prick grew harder and harder with each squeeze of her hand.
She didn't give him a chance to act. Her hands worked at the clasp, at the zipper, and then she stuck her fingers inside, wrapping them around his bare stiff cock. She felt hot drops of cum oozing down her fingers, and she felt the hard and quick pulsing of his meat.
"No!" he shouted and pushed her away. She fell back against the bed, off balance, and then slid down to the floor in a sitting position with her legs spread wide. And she stared at the round thick cock head that poked out of her father's pants. The throbbing tip seemed to grow more and more as she looked at it. She ran her tongue around her mouth and headed towards the glistening meat in front of her face. "Let me suck it," she said. "Daddy, let me take it in my mouth." She reached out her hand, ready to grab his hard prick and shove it into her mouth. Just as her fingers touched his pulsing flesh he reached down and grabbed her by the elbow, lifting her up off the floor. He twisted her sharply and then flung her down on top of the bed. "But, Daddy, please, I want it. I want to suck on your cock for you."
"Shut up. You're worse than I thought. How can you act like this, like a fucking tramp? My own daughter! What do you think I am?"
Debbie knew he was fighting it, trying not to give in to her nakedness. She laid there on her stomach, spreading her legs wide, pumping her hips up and down on the bed. She looked over her shoulder and saw that he was just standing there staring at her ass. The belt was in his hands, sliding across his palms, as if he was debating whether or not to strike her again.
She slid her hands down her sides and then grabbed her firm ass cheeks, pulling at them, spreading her crack wide. "I want it, Daddy," she said. "I want it there. And I know you want to fuck me with your cock. Look how hard it is. How hard and wet. Just for me, Daddy, just for your-little girl."
"No," he said. But he moved towards the bed. "We shouldn't ... we shouldn't do this." His voice was strange, low and unsure. His pants dropped down his legs and then he stepped out of them.
Debbie gasped when she felt his hands grip her tightly around the hips. It was coming, any second now. "Fuck it, Daddy, stick it in."
"I can't. I can't do it."
Before he could move away Debbie raised her ass off the bed, lifting it up towards his dangling cock. She touched the wet throbbing meat with her hole. And right away she felt it quiver and grow. The thick knob prodded her hole.
"I want it inside me, Daddy."
He pushed her down on the bed, landing on top of her with all of his weight. The hard immense prick plunged into her asshole. She groaned as the thick meat slid into her, pushing forcing her hole to widen. "Ahhhh, Daddy, it's so big, so hard."
"Uhhhh," he groaned. "Uhh, you're so tight. Your ass is so tight on my cock."
"I want it in me all the way. I want to feel your cum spurt into my ass. Come on, Daddy, do it, do it all the way." She pushed back against him as she spoke, forcing herself to ignore the burning sensation as his cock went deeper into her tunnel.
"Oh, man, uhhhh, it's so good."
"Fuck it, Daddy, fuck it."
He grunted and then rammed it all the way into her ass. She cried out loud with pain but then she let out a long sigh of pleasure. It went in and out, wet and hot, pinning her to the bed.
His hands moved up her hips and then slid down to her stomach. Debbie raised herself up off the bed with her hands. Her tits jiggled and swayed with every beat of his stiff cock inside of her. Then she saw his wide palms going for her jugs. His fingers slid up her flesh and then crushed her all of a sudden, squeezing her tits hard, lifting them up and down. He held her whole body captive now. Her tits were pressing right against her chest and she couldn't move her ass except for the twitching motions that accompanied the hard pounding thrust of cock. It burned in and out of her hole, getting her wet all over. As it slid almost all the way out of her ass she wiggled left and right, pumping on the thick tip that was still trapped inside her butt. Then he moved down again, banging her ass as fast as he could. He moved his hands from her tits to her hips over and over, fucking her, mauling her flesh, driving her crazy with the steady wet slapping sounds made by his dripping dick. His nuts pressed against her skin when he buried his prick to the hilt, impaling her with the hot wet stick.
"Ooooh, it's so good," she said. "So fucking good, Daddy. Now I want to feel the cum. I want you to shoot your load into me."
"Yeah, honey, yeah...." His voice trailed off into low animal grunts. He concentrated only on one thing, fucking her ass as fast as he could.
"Into my hole, Daddy, come into my hole. Ahhhhh, I love it, it's so thick, and so hot. Come on, Daddy, spurt into your daughter's hole for her." She rolled all over the bed as his movements grew faster and faster. He was excited by the way she talked, by the way she urged him to empty his load of semen into her asshole.
"It's like a rock, a fucking rock."
"Uhhhhh," he grunted. "Get ready, baby, get ready for a hot load of cream."
Debbie gritted her teeth, holding back the cries of pain as his prick banged away at her asshole, pushing her hips right onto the bed. Her hips churned and shook all over, making the bedsprings creak. The sound grew faster and faster as he picked up the pace even more. Then everything was blurry to her as she got lost in the furious slashes of cock in her ass. She moaned and sighed and screamed as the thick hard meat pounded her butt.
"Yeah, honey, yeah, you've got such a tight fucking ass, it's so good, so fucking good."
"Come in me, Daddy."
"Ahhhhh, uhhhhh, it's coming, it's coming."
"Uhhhh, do it," she said. "Fuck it."
A thick gob of cream splashed into her ass, filling her tunnel. Then the spurts poured out of his cock, buried deep inside of her. The cum splattered and squished inside of her, and then when he pulled his prick back out she could feel the hot semen squirt onto her bare ass.
"More, Daddy, more, don't stop."
Cum gushed all over her skin, dripping hot, thick, coating her completely. Then he pierced her hole again and sent his spouting rod all the way back down. She pushed back against him, tugging at the thick meat with her ass muscles, milking it, fucking it. "So good," she moaned. "So fucking good. I can feel it spurting into me. Daddy, it's so hot and wet."
He grunted and groaned, filling her asshole with more gobs of cum. Then he slowed down the pace, easing his prick in and out of her, fucking her nice and easy. She was all wet now and it was nothing but pleasure. It no longer hurt her. It just filled her with juice and made her gasp with pleasure each time she felt his flesh enter her asshole.
But then he pulled it out after a few more shoves. He didn't say a word as he stepped away from the bed.
Debbie looked over her shoulder. His cock was still stiff. She stared at the pearly white drops that slid out of his throbbing tip. And then she wondered how she ever managed to take all of that dick into her ass. It looked so long and so thick.
"Oh, Daddy, that was so good. I loved it. I love it when you came in my ass."
He still didn't say anything. And now he walked away from her, looking at her like he was in shock.
"What's wrong, Daddy? What's wrong?"
"We shouldn't have done that." His face was white. His eyes looked cold, and he just stood there, staring, dazed at the sight of her cum splashed ass.
"But, Daddy, it was good. I wanted it. And I still want it. I want everything. You can do to me what you did to all those girls. The chains, Daddy, I want that, I want you to treat me just like you treated the other girls. I know how to make you feel good, Daddy."
"What are you talking about?" He paused for a minute, looking at her naked flesh. "You've been watching me all this time, haven't you? Spying on me."
"Yes, I couldn't help it."
"Go to your room now, Debbie. I have to think things over."
She climbed off the bed, picked up her clothes and then walked past him out the door. She knew he'd get over it. She'd see to that.
A few minutes later he walked past her bedroom and went into the bathroom. Debbie heard the shower going. She laid down on her bed and waited for him to come out. Maybe he would punish her, she thought. Maybe he would stay mad at her.
She didn't know what he would do. But she knew what she wanted. Her cunt was dripping wet. She wanted to feel his cock in there, spurting, shoving.
And she would get it, too. She knew how to handle him now, she thought. All she had to do was get him mad, just like she did before. And then he would be forced to act, forced to use the chains.
He stayed in the shower for a long time, longer than ever before. She knew he was in there thinking about what to do to her, how to handle her.
She laughed to herself. By the time he got out of the shower he would be ready for another round of sex. His cock would take over, she thought. All she had to do was make sure he got a chance to see her naked, to see her dripping wet cunt, and her cock hungry mouth. She'd tease him, swear at him, do anything to get him angry. Then she'd run from him, fight with him, scream at him. He would have to use the chains then.
Debbie went out into the hallway. She laid down on the floor right in front of the doorway. She. supported herself on one elbow and then fingered her slit with her free hand, pressing her clit and squeezing it until her juices ran down her legs.
Then she waited.