Chapter 3
Vanessa's hand trembled as she thought about going into the kitchen and confronting her father. But she knew it had to be done. It wasn't right the way he had just treated her mother.
But the raven-haired young girl couldn't shake the feeling that she wished she'd been the one on the receiving end. It wasn't logical, but she felt it deep inside. Seeing Alexis strip, whip and fuck her mother had set off tiny time bombs in the blue-eyed teenager's guts. She felt her cunt throbbing with intense sexual need at the sight of the brutal rape.
How she wished she'd been getting laid!
"You going to go in, sis?" asked her younger brother.
"I have to, Peter," she answered. Her voice wasn't steady. She didn't know if it came from fear or anticipation. Was she only going in so that she could receive what her mother had? Or did she honestly care for her mother's welfare?
Alexis Petrov had obviously gone off the deep end. His unhealthy concern over his job had pushed him to the point where he was no longer responsible for his actions. He'd become a sexually motivated madman fucking and hurting and not giving a damn about anything but his own satisfaction.
And that thought turned Vanessa on even more.
"I'll go with you, sis," said Peter. "The two of us..." His voice trailed off.
She shook her head, black hair swirling around her shoulders like a dark cloud.
"Just me. I'll be okay. This has to be talked out and I'm the one to do it. You're too much like him, Peter. You might lose your temper and make things even worse."
"I don't see how they can be worse, but go ahead. I don't have any stomach for this kind of thing." Her younger brother turned and left quickly. Vanessa felt alone and totally abandoned, but she'd told him to leave.
She pushed through the kitchen door and took in the rape scene. Her mother crouched naked on the floor sobbing and trying to compress herself into a tight little ball of quivering flesh. Her father stood towering over her, a dark, evil pillar of a man intent on nothing but self-gratification.
"I saw what you did," Vanessa said boldly. "It's wrong to treat Mom like this."
"I couldn't expect any better out of you, I guess!" the man roared. "You're just like her. You have her eyes and everything!"
"And I have, your temper, too," the raven haired young girl raged. "Apologize to her or get the hell out of this house!"
For a moment, Alexis stood stunned. Then he laughed.
"You're telling me to get out of my own house? You're nuts. You're just like your smelly-cunt mother in more ways than one. You need discipline, too!"
Vanessa felt fear, real fear, surge up her spine. Cold chills seized her and she realized it had been wrong talking with this man without Peter to back her up. But even the two of them would have had little effect on the mountainous Alexis Petrov. He was powerful and could sweep them aside with little effort.
Vanessa turned to run. And Alexis easily caught her. She felt steely fingers clamping down hard on her soft upper arms. She was spun around to face his anger and frustration.
"I'm gonna do to you what I did to her! I'm gonna punish you for being such a stinking cunt!"
"Wait," the frightened teenager said, trying frantically to think of the right words to say to calm her father. "Let's talk."
"Let's fuck!"
"Don't be sick!"
"I've lusted after you ever since you developed those motherfucking big tits. Now I'm gonna sample your pussy. With this." He stepped back and Vanessa saw his cock rising up from his groin. He'd gotten another hard-on in such a short time, she didn't know whether to applaud him or cry.
He reached down and cupped her melon sized tits in his hands. She gasped as he lifted the mounds of titflesh and squeezed a bit to make the nipples spring out pebble-hard and red. The coppery aureoles surrounding them were visible even through her thin shirt.
"Such great tits. My daughter's got such great tits."
"D-do they t-turn you on?" the dark-haired young girl stammered. But she knew they did. From the way he fondled them through her t-shirt, she knew he was allowing his lust to run wild. He would be uncontrollable in another few seconds.
What was worst of all for the blue-eyed young girl, she didn't know if she wanted him to fuck her or not. Part of her screamed in fear, while another part -- her watering cunt -- sobbed out for it.
Alexis closed the short distance between himself and his daughter and dropped down to kiss her nipple. The girl sighed in spite of herself as the wet lips closed on the tip of her tit.
"That's so nice," she cooed. Then she remembered what was happening and tried to back away from her father. He held her firmly and began to suck her nipple.
She whimpered like a whipped dog when he ripped through her thin cotton t-shirt with his sharp teeth to expose naked titflesh. He took the entire tip of her tit into his mouth and used his teeth and tongue on it. The pebbly nubbin of flesh was rolled around using the rough tip of his tongue until he limply collapsed backwards onto the floor. All strength fled her body as the delightful waves of passion spread through her tits and into her chest.
He moved to her other nipple and sucked even harder on it. She was sobbing in joy now. Tears ran down her cheeks, not from pain but from intense pleasure. She had to have more. Reaching out, she found his prick, powerful and raging between his thighs. He rammed it forward into her grip.
"Play with it," he demanded. "I want to feel your fingers toying with my cock."
Quivering in the circle of her fingers was a throbbingly alive, all-male prick that was ready to be stuffed all the way to the hilt up her slavering cunt. That was all her body cared about. That was what her body wanted.
But her mind rebelled. She remembered what he'd done to her mother. Vanessa stuggled and tried to get away from this mother raping bastard. Her body may have wanted to sample her father's cock, but her mind was still in control.
"No!" she screamed. "You can't do this to me. I'm your daughter!"
"You're a Goddamn bitch-cunt like your fucking mother!" he raged. "I'll do any frigging thing to you I want. And I want to fuck you!"
Vanessa kicked upward and got her knee between his legs. She felt her thigh hit his cock, but not hard enough to really hurt him. He grunted in pain and released her from his grip. She rolled and got to her feet, running for her bedroom. She made it halfway down the hall before he caught her.
Strong hands ripped off the rest of her t-shirt. She was naked now to the waist. And in a second, he was fumbling at her shorts, ripping and tearing them to get to her pussy.
She tried to fight him off, but her heart wasn't in it. Her body took more and more control from her mind. It was wrong for a man to fuck, his daughter. It was wrong for a daughter to desire her father.
But Vanessa wanted to experience the feel of his hard cock racing up her pussy, fucking her, making bet feel the same things that he gave to her mother.
"Slut! Cheat whore! You put out for anybody wearing pants, don't, you? Well, I'm gonna sample some of what you've been spreading around so freely!"
"Daddy, no!" she begged. "I'm not that kind of a girl." But her words fell on deaf ears. The man backed her into his bedroom and Vanessa knew she was trapped.
The raven-haired young girl felt the cold plaster of the wall along her naked back. She couldn't run any more. And advancing on her was Alexis intent on raping her, his very own daughter!
"Come here," he ordered. When his daughter didn't obey, he lunged and caught her. His fingers closed like steel bands on her as he spun her around. She felt her tits mashing into the cold wall, the aroused nipples dragging painfully against the rough plaster.
He pulled her hands up and back, tying them with a pair of shoestrings laying on the nearby dresser. She tensed and tried to break them, but felt the slender cotton cords cutting into her wrists. They were stronger than she was. And Vanessa knew then that she was in for more than she'd bargained for.
"Now we fuck, cunt!"
He lifted her high into the air and simply fell backwards. For a giddy moment, the blue eyed teenager felt as if she were flying. Then they hit the floor. The impact shook her up, even though only her knees had hit. She was straddled over her father's waist, his cock jutting up into her dewy cunt.
He shook her so hard her teeth rattled. Knowing what he wanted, she positioned herself so that her legs were parallel on either side of his body. Then she tightened her knees and pulled his cock directly into her pussy. Still not satisfied, the man twisted and the pair rolled over. She gasped as the motion drove his prick all the way up into her juicy pussy.
Cunt juice leaked out around the thick plug of his cock. She felt the squirting oils from her cunt tickle as they leaked out and down onto his balls. The dark-haired young girl tensed and relaxed her pussy lips. They made a funny rippling motion on the sides of his thrusting prick. Both of them gasped at the result. His cock was even larger in her cunt than Vanessa had imagined it would be, even after seeing it erect and fucking her mother in the kitchen.
She straddled his waist, moaning with the pain of the shoestrings binding her wrists so tightly behind her back. She looked down into her father's face. He reached up and pressed her pussy lips together around his cock. The razor-sharp sensations that knifed into her young body thrilled her to the core of her being. Never had she gotten so much pleasure so fast from a man's prick.
And it was all wrong! She shouldn't enjoy being raped by her father. He had tied her up and was forcing her to fuck herself. She shouldn't be getting off on this. But she was. She was reveling in the sensations blasting into her teenaged body more than from any other fucking.
But this wasn't just any man, she reminded herself. This wasn't just any man's cock up her cunt. It was her father's cock. This was incest at its worse -- or best.
"Go on, bitch," he told her. "Fuck yourself on my cock. Your old man wants to see how his daughter performs with all the teenaged studs. Fuck yourself so I can watch your tits jiggle up and down." To emphasize what he meant, he reached up and grabbed a double handful of swaying titflesh. Squeezing down painfully hard, he sent tiny electric volts of joy surging into her chest until the young girl could hardly breathe.
When he pushed hard against the undersides of her tits, Vanessa had to lift her body off his prick. The pain would have been too much for her, otherwise. But as his cock slipped from her cunt, he relaxed the pressure he exerted on her tits. She simply collapsed back down around the hot spike of his impaling prick.
She gasped as his prick drove mercilessly fast into her tight pussy. The way he stretched and pulled her cunt walls threatened to drive her out of her mind -- but was it with fear or joy? She couldn't tell. Never had she found a man who could fill her cunt up with so much cock.
She repeated the upward motion, tensing her cunt muscles to try and keep the prick inside her. The thick flow of her pussy juice betrayed her. His cock became too slippery to hang onto, even with her strong, young cunt walls. His prick slipped out until only the ugly purple head remained inside her fluttering pink pussy lips. Then the raven-haired young girl simply reined and went hurtling down to take the rock-hard cock into her steamy cunt once again.
She continued the rise-and-fall fucking until her hips took control. Vanessa didn't understand exactly how it happened, but she found herself doing things she didn't know she knew how to do. Twisting and turning around on her father's cock, she gave both of them a world of pleasure. The way her cunt walls gripped, then slipped, sent earthquakes of delight blasting into her belly.
She could almost forget she was tied and being raped.
"Don't stop, you stupid slut! Don't stop now!" he called out. "My cock is beginning to enjoy your obscene cunt." His hands on her tits kept her moving. She turned and twisted, feeling his cock move heavily inside her. She loved that feeling of warm, twitching prick pulsing hard against her eager cunt walls. The juices flowed from her cunt in an ever increasing flood of incestuous desire.
She moved up and down on his prick even faster, wishing she could get her hands free to use them for support. The rise-and-fall fucking took her breath away. The girl could hardly stand the feel of her daddy's cock bucking and jerking in her pussy. He moved, and the world moved with him. He was huge. He bounced her around, controlling her solely with the thick bar of his hidden cock.
"Can't hold back much longer!" the black haired young girl sobbed out. "You're too big inside me!" With a choking sob, Vanessa came. The world shattered around her and came tumbling down in jigsaw puzzle pieces. Then she regained her senses and fucked herself even faster on her daddy's cock.
Everything conspired against the young girl. Incest. This was her father fucking her so much that she turned into a weak, watery kneed virgin again. And he'd tied her up. This was rape. Incest. Rape. She thrilled to those thoughts in a horrible mixture of confused desire. The blue-eyed teenager had come to love her father's monster cock inside her tight, dripping cunt. Her father was the best hung stud she'd ever found.
She came again and again. And still another time. Her breath felt like sandpaper in, her throat. Liquid fire gushed in and out of her lungs. And his fingers savagely pressing down into her granite-hard nipples made her heart hammer out its needy tune of lust.
"Do it again to me, Daddy, again!" she begged. "I've got to feel it deep in my cunt, fucking me good, ohhhhh!"
She rocked to and fro, enjoying this as much as any fucking she had ever received. His cock spread her cunt lips to the breaking point. When her father reached down and began to diddle her clit, she couldn't hold back the intense sexual pressures mounting in her belly. She exploded again in orgasm. She knew it wasn't a mere cock he fucked her with. It had to be a stick of dynamite. And she was lighting its fuse.
Even when he pinched down painfully hard on the slippery spire of her clit, she came. Pain, pleasure, it all melted together inside the raven-haired young girl's straining, bound body. She needed it all. And she got it.
The arrows of desire lancing into her belly from her tormented clit spurred her on to an even more frantic fucking. No longer was the teenager able to coherently mouth the words that got her hot. She had to let them run through her brain like a movie caught in an endless loop.
"Cock fucking my tiny little cunt! Fuck the living shit out of me! My pussy! Your prick! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeee!"
Never had orgasm ruptured Vanessa's senses like this one. And when she felt the rush of his jism strongly spewing into her sucking hole, she came again. Like a man drinking water through a straw, her cunt sucked the last drop of his pearly white jism from his heaving balls. She didn't know how she did it. The strong spasms of her pussy were due to orgasm. This was something else, something that both of them got off on.
As their passions died, Vanessa fell forward. Her father casually tossed her aside. She fell heavily, her hands vainly trying to reach out and break her fall. She felt the shoestrings gouging into her flesh. During her orgasm, she had jerked around so much, her wrists were cut and bleeding.
The strong sexual feelings dying down inside, she felt fear and hatred for her father. Sure, she'd wanted him, but did she really want him to tie and rape her like that? To make matters even more sordid, she had cooperated. She had straddled his waist and fucked herself on his prick, just as he'd wanted.
The raven-haired young girl lay on her side, her pussy still warm from the fucking, but her soul cold and distant. She felt as if she'd been betrayed. Her father shouldn't have fucked her.
And she shouldn't have desired it so strongly. Vanessa started to cry.