Chapter 4
Joss's blood froze. With her thighs like sweet resilient walls of flesh about his head, Doug's hearing was cut off. He continued to eat fervently at her still-sopping cunt, blissfully unaware of their father's presence.
The naked girl sat up hurriedly, frantically brushing back her auburn hair. Her cuntlips slathered hot, fragrant juices all over her brother's face. "Daddy-" she began. Then Doug's tongue thrust up into her cunt like a miniature cock, and her words were choked off in a fresh surge of orgasm.
Her father stood glowering in the doorway. Helplessly, Joss shook her head, trying to deny what was happening. She felt her nipples standing out stiff from her sumptuous boobs, pointing like quivering fingers at her father's face. She knotted her hands into fists, trying now to fight the waves of pleasure washing over her, fighting to get back control of herself and say something, anything.
"My God," her father said. "Oh, my God! This is the most disgusting thing I've ever seen. What do you think you're doing, you-you slut!"
Joss fought a wild urge to look around to see who her father was addressing. Surely he couldn't be speaking to her. Not in that tone of voice-not saying what he was saying. She was his little girl-the sweet and favored child that he'd always delighted in coddling and cuddling and spoiling.
But he was. She could read that all too clearly in her father's furious brown eyes.
She felt her brother's tongue slithering like a snake out of the oily morass of her cunt. A chill ran down her spine. Gooseflesh stood out all over her naked body. She felt torn by a thousand twisting fears and emotions.
Brown strode forward. Belatedly becoming aware that something was wrong, Doug released the grip his mouth had on his sister's pussy and wiggled out from between her thighs. With wisps of wet and matted cunt fur lying on his forehead, he found himself staring up into his father's face.
"Dad," he said, and then the man gripped his daughter by the arm and yanked her off the bed.
"Wait, Dad-I can explain," he said, standing. He knew how lame he sounded. But he had to say something!
He looked at his sister. She stood swaying, as if about to faint, holding her hair back from her face with a white and trembling hand. Her brother's heart fell as he looked at her lovely face. His own come was smeared all around her mouth and running down her chin!
"You filthy, immoral, perverted little slut," his father snarled. He shook her arm. "Look at me when I'm talking to you-look at me!" Roughly he spun the naked teenager to face him.
He gasped. "Great God," he choked. "You have sperm all over your face, running out your mouth. Your own brother's semen! You disgusting whore!"
Joss felt tears begin, hot and blinding. She opened her mouth. Her father's open hand slammed into her cheek, rocking her head back with a sound like a gunshot.
She fell back. Her father held her up by the arm as he backhanded her across the face. Her cheeks burned and her ears rang as she fought to escape him. She couldn't get away.
For a moment Doug watched paralyzed with horror as his father pummeled his baby sister's face. Tears were rolling down Joss's rapidly-reddening cheeks. Her mouth was working, trying to plead with her father to stop, but all she could do was sob in great broken gasps. Her big jugs bounced to the tempo of the slaps her father was giving her.
Something snapped inside Doug. "Let her alone, goddamit!" he shouted. Brown looked up in amazement as his son launched himself off the bed. The boy's limp cock swung between his legs, drooling jism and his sister's saliva. "Let her go!"
He grabbed his father's free arm. Brown shoved Joss back into a chest of drawers. She gasped as the edge of the chest caught her in the back, then screamed as her father hit Doug full in the face. The youth fell back across a corner of the bed, then slumped to the floor.
Her father stood, breathing heavily. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "That'll teach you to interfere with me," he grunted. He turned to Joss, and his eyes seemed to burn as he looked her over.
She felt a hot flush starting in her already-smarting cheeks and in her stomach, spreading all over her body, filling her cunt and bare, scrumptious boobs with a strange tingly sensation. There was something in the way her father was devouring her nude and nubile young body with his eyes that scared her far more than mere rage would have. With a spurt of sudden fear she pushed off from the dresser, shot past her father and out the bedroom door, running like a deer for the stairs.
She heard heavy footfalls behind her, turned her head to look, and stepped on a loose throw rug that skidded away from her on the polished hardwood floor. With a little cry she went down on her ass.
Then her father had her by the shoulder, dragging her to her feet. "Come along, you little bitch," he said heavily, slurring the words as if he were drunk. "It's time I taught you a lesson." He stood her up and marched her to his room.
It was like seeing the room for the first time. The familiar buff-colored walls and long brown drapes holding back the afternoon sunlight, the big chest of drawers, the four-poster bed, on whose side she'd perched as a child, while her mother read her stories and her father laughed and tousled her hair-where the day before she'd watched her father fuck Sally Reddin into an orgasmic delirium of joy.
"What are you going to do to me, Daddy," she said in a tiny voice. She sniffled.
He threw her across the room with all his might. She stumbled against the bed, tumbled into its softness. He walked to the closet and yanked open the double doors. "Do with you?" he growled. "I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget. God, what a slut!"
"No, Daddy!" she cried, clutching her face with his hands. "Don't say that! Please, don't say it!" Her father ignored her. He seemed to be looking for something.
In a moment he turned from the closet. To Joss's puzzlement, she saw he had several neckties draped over his arm-silk ones, expensive ones her mother had given him. For a moment she felt a familiar pang of loss, then curiosity and apprehension overcame it.
Brown came toward her, loosening his collar and undoing the tie about his neck. Unconsciously Joss drew away from him. She wiped her mouth, felt something sticky on the back of her hand. She looked down.
Doug's jism, drying. She shuddered. What have I done?
She became aware of her father standing over her. His shirt collar was open about his thick neck. He was breathing heavily. She sat on the bed looking up at him. She was acutely aware of her nakedness, of the heavy boobs bared to her father's gaze, the wedge-shaped tuft of cunt fur tucked between her slim and tender thighs, the slow trickle of pussy oils that leaked from her cuntlips, legacy of the stupendous cunt-eating her brother had given her. She felt lost. Alone.
With the swiftness of a striking snake her father's hand shot out and grabbed her arm. She gave a small gasp and tried to pull away. Holding her tight, he quickly knotted the tie he'd been wearing around her wrist.
"What-?" the girl said, startled. With a sudden heave of his big shoulders her father dumped her over on her belly. Her boobs drove deep into the yielding mattress. At another time the caress of the silk bedspread on her wantonly naked nipples would have turned her on. Now it only added a crawly tingle to the fear in her stomach.
The breath whooshed out of the nude adolescent as her father straddled her slim waist. He dragged her wrist to a walnut bedpost and tied it in place. Then he seized her other arm and tied it to the other post at the head of the bed.
"Daddy-Daddy!" Joss's voice was shrill with a panic born of utter incomprehension. Why was her father doing this? What did he have in mind? "Stop! Please, stop!"
He slapped her upturned ass with his hands. She yipped with pain. Like a cowboy in the saddle he turned astride his naked, prostrate daughter and grabbed her thigh. For a moment his grip lingered there, as if he was savoring the feel of her satiny, unblemished flesh. Then his hand slid down to grasp her ankle. Leaning far back, he secured her leg to a post as he'd done with her arms.
The thought that she was three-quarters tied down galvanized the girl to action. Her face was crushed into a pillow so that she had to fight to breathe. She kicked with her free leg, trying to throw her father off balance, trying to tear clear of the restraints that held her arms and other leg-trying to do something, anything, to keep her father from carrying out whatever he had in mind for her!
The slim brown leg thrashed wildly through the air. Cursing, Brown clutched at it, let out a great hoarse cry as a flying foot caught him on the cheekbone. "Goddam you, slut!" he bellowed, bringing the flat of his hand with crushing force onto Joss's vulnerable ass. "You'll pay for that!"
The pain of the blow to her ass made the girl gasp. She lay as if stunned by its force. Her father caught her leg and tied it to the bed with the last of his neckties.
She was trapped.
Brown got off the bed and stood back. He admired his handiwork. His daughter was spread-eagled on the yellow-covered bed. Her buttcheeks were perfect mounds of creamy flesh, though their delicate color was turning to pink from the impact of his heavy hands. Between them, at the top of her tapered thighs, was the merest hint of her cunt-bush.
He let out a ragged sigh and took off his belt.
"Now, honey," he said, and his voice was much calmer now. "I really hate to have to do this. But I have to. You've got to learn how to behave decently. What you've done is too ... too obscene to go unpunished. You understand, don't you?"
"NO!" the girl shrieked through a sudden cloudburst of tears. "I don't understand at all! Why are you doing this, Daddy? What are you doing to me?"
For an answer he raised his arm high and brought the belt whistling down with all his might to land on the jutting roundness of her right butt-cheek.
"Ooohhh!" howled the captive girl. Her body bucked off the bed as if of its own accord, her body bending in the middle as the ties at wrists and ankles held her limbs in place. Bedsprings creaked as she fell back down.
She was breathless with the pain. It was a if her butt was on fire from the touch of the thick leather strap. Each heartbeat brought a searing pulse of pain to the abused assflesh.
Before she could fully recover her breath, she heard the whine of the belt coming down again. Every muscle in her trim young body tensed. The belt landed atop her other buttcheek.
"Ahhh!" Her muscles tied themselves into knots, but she didn't leap into the air this time. Though the pain swam in red currents behind her eyes she resolved to keep as much control as she could. She was going to be brave. She was going to fight the pain. She was going to....
The belt came down again. This time it struck in the tender pink crevasse between the firm hillocks of Joss's ass. It was like having her asscrack touched with a red-hot iron.
"Yaaah!" she cried and her body bounced around on the bed, mad with desire to get away from the slashing, stinging leather belt. Brown watched in satisfaction as his daughter's nude body writhed eel-like on the yellow silk.
"I'm doing this for your own good, Joss, honey," he said mildly. "You'll understand eventually. You'll thank me for this some day."
"Noooooo!" Joss screamed. "No more! I've learned, Daddy-honestly I have. I won't do it again, I'll do anything you say, only please don't-"
The belt whirred like an angry bee, struck at Joss's butt. It left another broad stripe across the crimson welts the leather had already drawn on the delicate assflesh. Joss's words rose into a mindless scream of agony.
Then Brown was whipping her for all he was worth, his arm rising and falling like a piston, the crack of leather on shrinking, cringing assflesh like the sound of a sheet snapping in a high wind. Line after broad red line appeared on the once-pale skin of the captive's butt, till the globes of Joss's ass glowed cherry red. The tender buttcheeks worked and ground against each other as their owner squirmed beneath the relentless, agonizing rain of blows. The pucker of the girl's asshole winked now and again at her father from between the madly rolling hills of her butt. Her screams rose and fell like a siren.
Finally the big man felt his strength beginning to give. His arm ached with exertion. He brought the belt down flat across both halves of his daughter's rump, eliciting a weak and hopeless squeal. Then he let his arm fall to his side. The leather strap slithered off Joss's butt. She sucked her breath in over clenched teeth as the belt abraded the tortured skin of her ass.
The tall man stood regarding his daughter's nude and helpless form. She looked so like Ann-the long hair laid in auburn waves down her slim and shapely back, the narrowness of her waist and the womanly fullness of her hips, the curvature of her lovely ass. It touched something deep within him. Awoke a longing so strong and urgent that it could not be denied!
Joss dimly heard the rustle of clothing behind her. She lacked the energy to turn and see what was happening. She was drained physically and emotionally from the brutal beating her father had dealt her ass.
How had all this happened? She could scarcely remember. Was it only yesterday that her accidental spying on her father as he fucked Sally Reddin in the mouth and then up her fiery-furred pussy had brought her face to face with the lusts within her own nubile body for the first time in her life? It seemed like it was an eternity ago.
She wished it had never happened. It wasn't just the pain that pulsated in slow beats from her well-beaten butt. It was the humiliation of realizing what she had done to cause all this to happen.
It was true. She was a slut. She had seduced her own brother! She deserved all she got-no physical pain could possibly be as acute as the misery in her soul. She-
A weight came down on her back and crushed the air from her lungs.
For a moment she had no idea what had happened. She seemed about to drown in the yielding softness of the mattress. She jerked her head up, brought her face clear of the pillow so that she could draw a cooling breath.
"Relax, sweetheart," came her father's voice in her ear. He put his hand on her shoulder.
The touch made her cry out. Her father had flung himself on top of her. And he was as naked as she was!
There was no mistaking the feel of bare, sweaty skin on hers. The salt sweat stung her tormented rump. And something like a hard, heavy log was lying in the furrow between the cheeks of her ass.
"Oh, my God," she whispered.
Her father nuzzled her throat. He slipped a hand beneath her, to cup one full boob. He squeezed a nipple scissors-style between two fingers. "It's all right," he murmured. "Take it easy, doll. Just give you father a little bit of what you gave your brother. That's all."
His words electrified her. He couldn't mean it! His mighty cock gave a huge pulse between her asscheeks, and she knew that he did.
Squeezing her tit with one hand, he raised himself with his other. The underside of the cock slid along the crack of Joss's ass. The groove between her buttocks was sore from the whipping he'd given her. The sliding cock felt like sandpaper. She shivered and moaned.
"Don't, Daddy," she pleaded. "You don't understand!" She squirmed futilely beneath his bulk.
Her father's face clouded over. "Bitch!" he shouted. "You'll give it to your brother, but you want to hold out on me! Aren't I good enough for you? We'll see about that!"
Poised over the tied-up teenager, he took his mighty prick in hand. Joss felt the rubbery tip caress her poopchute and the dry skin between her asshole and the virgin mouth of her pussy. "Wait!" she cried, as Brown slid the tip of his prick between her slack pink cunt flaps.
With a shout of triumph he drove his rigid cock home in his daughter's cunt.
Before the gigantic prick had gone more than three inches into Joss's cunt tunnel it fetched up short. "What's this?" Brown grunted. Sweat dripped from his forehead onto Joss's back.
He pushed against the resistance. His cockhead was being compressed by something slightly flexible. "I'll be damned," he said. "You're still cherry!"
"Y-yes!" Joss sobbed. The pressure of her father's prick against her cherry sent stabs of pain into her cunt.
For a moment he paused. His daughter could feel his heartbeat racing inside the stalk of his cock. He seemed to be debating whether to go ahead and rape his bound daughter, even though she was still a virgin. For a moment the girl felt hope.
Then his hand left her jug, shifted to hook her hipbone, pulled hard as he thrust with his hips. There was a moment of intolerable stretching. "Aggghhh!" choked the girl, and then the dam broke.
"Aiii!"It was a piercing wail of utter agony. Joss felt as if she were being torn wide open as her cherry burst and her father's huge cock surged into her pussy.
The cock felt as big around as her father's arm as it pushed into Joss's cunt. The walls of her untried pussy were stretched out of shape with awful, agonizing suddenness. She gasped and gobbled and thrashed at the pain as inch after inch of pounding prick violated her cunt.
Just when she felt that the throbbing cockhead would reach her tonsils, just when the pain was too great to bear, Joss felt her father's crotch thump against her butt. "Uhhh," she groaned as he rolled his hips and stirred his big cock around in her cunt. It felt as if a rolling pin had been stuck in her cunt and was twisting its membranes every which way. And the crisp hair at the base of the prick was rasping the tenderized skin of her ass till it seemed her butt was being flayed!
"God-fucking-damn!" Brown gritted out. He got a grip on his daughter's left tit and squeezed so hard she gasped with fresh pain. "I can't believe how tight your pussy is!"
Joss didn't answer. She had no words to say. And even if she had, the anguish of having her pussy jammed full of giant cock had taken her breath away!
She clenched her fists. She felt the tendons in her calves draw so tense it seemed they would break. Her father's massive cock was tearing her apart-she had to get it out of her pussy! She moved her ass from side to side. Her father crushed her tit brutally, and the fingers of his other hand dug deep furrows in the soft flesh of her hip. "Ahhh," she whimpered.
Maybe I can force it out, she thought. Her hips were jerking faster now, to and fro, trying to pull her cunt free of the titanic shaft of prick impaling it. At the same time she sucked in a deep breath and tightened the muscles of her belly with a mighty effort.
"Aaahhhh!" Her father scooped up two handfuls of tit flesh and ground his crotch against her flaming asscheeks. Impossibly, he forced another half-inch of steely cock into the girl's reluctant pussy.
Brown's cock was being crushed within his daughter's cunt. At the same time the tight sheath of the girl's pussy twisted and flowed around his cockbar with furious motion. The fact that the channel of Joss's cunt was bone-dry despite the free flow of pussy oils earlier, only served to intensify the delight flowing through his rampant cock!
Her father's body covered Joss's completely. The large man muttered garbled lust-words into her ear and lapped at her neck like a friendly dog. Her skin crawled at his touch, at the warmth and wetness of his saliva. The tortured tube of her cunt wanted to somehow pull away from contact with the invading cock. The pain from her ripped maidenhead was like a raw wound.
Gradually it dawned on the captive teenager that the more she struggled the more pleasure filled her father's cunt-plowing cock. She relaxed abruptly, willing herself to He perfectly still. Don't move, she told herself. Maybe he'll lose interest. Just hold out against the pain a little longer ... Her hands and feet were growing numb from loss of circulation. The knots that bound her to the four upright posts still held, and all her strength could not tear the strong silken ties.
For a moment her father lay still. She felt the cock expand and contract inside her pussy, keeping time with his thudding pulse. She let out her breath in a shaky sigh. Perhaps the horror was over.
The next instant her father's hips pulled up away from her captive body. Her cunt lips clung unwillingly to the thick prick as it withdrew. "Ohhhh!"
Joss wailed as the agony flowed fresh from her pussy.
Slowly the cock pulled free of the reluctant embrace of her snatch. "That's it, baby," her father cooed in her ear. "God, I love your sweet little pussy."
Her stomach turned over at his words. He couldn't be saying those things! He was her own father-her very own father.
And he was raping her!
Brown pulled his prick from his daughter's cunt with such excruciating slowness that the lovely young captive dug her nails into her palms till they bled. At last only the cone-shaped purple head of the pillar-like cock was still trapped inside Joss's pussy. Propped on his elbows, his hands kneading her ripe boobs like mounds of putty, he looked down at his prick. There were thin streams of blood wrapped like veins around his cock. So he had busted the girl's cherry, after all.
For a moment he let himself fully feel the tightness of the no-longer-virgin cuntlips encircling his cockhead. Then he fucked his cock back into Joss's helpless cunt as hard as he could.
The girl howled hoarsely as her father's cock was buried balls-deep in her cunt. The pain was briefer but a thousand times as sharp. It was like lightning exploding in her cunt!
Her father went mad with lust. He fucked his huge prick in and out of Joss's pussy with incredible force. Every time his crotch slammed her butt it drove the air from her lungs, and each time he fucked his spear of prick from her cunt she drew a wavering breath. It was the only way she could breathe under the onslaught of her father's incestuous screwing.
The anguish in her cunt rose and fell in waves to the rhythm of the pistoning cock. She felt her jugs being worked and fondled by the strong hands that had once gently stroked her hair. Her nipples had grown hard now, for what reason she didn't know. But her father's fingers didn't thrill the sensitive nubbins of titflesh; the touch was pure pain. Her ass was still smarting from the loving caresses of her father's belt, and each time he ground his hairy crotch against it the pain grew worse. But overriding all else was the driving agony of the cock plunging in and out of her pussy.
That and the knowledge that it was her own father who was savagely ravishing her captive cunt!
The feel of the girl's nude body beneath his was sheer delight. Brown had forgotten how tight a virgin cunt could be. He was fucking his daughter with a frenzied abandon he hadn't known in years. And it just made it all the sweeter that the lovely adolescent bound to his bed like a pagan sacrifice to his mighty cock was his own daughter!
In and out of the pink-lipped pussy he worked his cock. At each cockstroke Joss's cunt seemed to grow tighter. The big man knew it was an illusion. As his hairy ball-sac tautened and blood rushed to his already-gorged cock in anticipation of a thunderous orgasm, his prick was swelling, filling the pussy-passage more and more.
"Get ready for it, darling," he grunted. "I'm about to come!"
"Uhhhh-nooooo!" Fresh tears streamed from her clear green eyes to stain the pillow. This was it-the final degradation. Her own father's seething jism was about to fill her pussy, violating her, soiling her.
Brown's hands clutched like talons at her jugs. Her body tautened in anticipation of the flood of come. "Here-it-comes!" Brown yelled. His cock gave a tremendous pulse deep within the girl's cunt.
Come blasted into Joss's cunt with fantastic force. She gasped at the power of the jism-stream. Then the cock spat again and her cunt began to fill with acrid come. The walls of her pussy were raw from the attack of her father's cock. His bubbling sperm stung like lye.
The cock pulsed inside the girl's cunt like a beating heart. A seemingly endless stream of jism squirted into her pussy. She felt it back up to the sodden mouth of her cunt, bubble up around the base of her father's cock, well from her pussy and drool down through the fine crisp fur foresting her cuntbun. It coated the bucking, spewing cock like slime. It seemed to be filling Joss's body. She screamed.