Chapter 8
Vanessa ran but she didn't get very far. She was weak, scared and unable to concentrate due to her fear of being caught. That fear made it easy for Alexis to grab the young girl and throw her down to the floor of the living room.
"You stupid slut. I ought to really whale the shit out of you. But I think I'm going to do something I'll enjoy a lot more."
"Daddy, don't do this!" the captive teenager pleaded. But she saw it wasn't going to do any good to beg. He was going to do whatever he wanted to her and she was helpless to prevent it. He was too strong, too dominant.
Part of her wanted what this commanding man had to give.
He came to her, bent over and firmly kissed her full on the lips. Vanessa struggled, then let her ruby lips open just a little. This was the invitation the man needed. His tongue came rushing into her mouth.
For long minutes, their tongues erotically dueled. She pushed his tongue put of the way and invaded his mouth. Her daddy's saliva tasted sweeter than any wine. She thought she was getting drunk on it. When his tongue came and wrapped itself around hers, she began a slow, deliberate stroking motion.
Rough pink tongue fondling tongue, she pushed both their passions to the breaking point. She hated herself for cooperating with this brutal man, but she couldn't help herself. For all her need to escape, she had an even greater need to be used by her father.
Vanessa tried to force him away, but he only moved his lips down to the deep canyon between her tits. The sensation arrowing into her chest was almost painful in its intensity. If her father's tongue had been dipped in acid, it couldn't have given the dark-haired young girl greater stimulation. He worked up one snowy slope of titflesh and began sucking hard on her nipple.
His lightest tongue-touch made the captive teenager catch her breath. He was expert at shoving her passions to a fever pitch. The man slowly lapped along a curving path down one tit and up the other. Then he pounced. He totally engulfed the entire tip of her tit.
Once posted there, he began working on the captured nipple with his teeth. He bit down hard enough to hurt. And this perversely stimulated her. Running his tongue over Vanessa's sensitive nipple, he tormented and hurt her until she was openly crying.
"My chest is on fire! It feels like it's filled with liquid fire and it's all pooling in my lungs!"
The man was too busy devouring those succulent mounds of titflesh to answer. He wanted them all crammed into his mouth where he could taste them. The flesh was slightly tangy with the salt of her sweat. He licked it all up eagerly.
But he wanted those marshmallowy mounds of her tits in his mouth. He tried to swallow one entire tit but failed. And this enraged him.
"You stupid cunt!" he bellowed, slapping her hard enough to make her head ring.
When Vanessa managed to get her senses back, the man towered over her, a can of shaving cream in one hand and a straight razor in the other. She was stunned. All she could think of was her father cutting her throat.
"Wh-what are you going to do?" she stammered.
"Shave you."
"But I don't have a beard," she said in a quavering voice.
"This has got to go."
He reached down and grabbed a handful of pussy hair and jerked. She screamed as pain ripped into her belly from the brutal grip. He pulled harder and forced her onto her shoulders. Legs spread obscenely wide, her bush was exposed to his eager gaze. Hands trembling he stroked over the lustrous, fleecy cunt hair until the girl begged him to stop.
"Oh, please, Daddy, don't do this to me!"
"Shut up, bitch! I'm gonna make you look a helluva lot more attractive. Lean back and let me work on your pussy."
His hands slid forward and began diddling her clit. The sudden flash of delight that leaped through her made the teenager gasp for breath. She closed her eyes and just drifted with the feelings running wild in her belly.
She felt the shaving cream caress her delicate flesh. Some of it even got into her fuck tunnel and burned the slightest bit. But it felt good, cool, arousing. Then came the harsh scraping of his straight razor across her cunt lips. She screamed but didn't try to kick free. She didn't want her pussy lips sliced off.
"That's it," he said, dropping her legs. She looked down between her slender white thighs and saw her once-thick pussy hair shaved clean. Only gleaming pink flesh remained behind.
"My pussy hair!" she sobbed. She felt more violated than ever before. This was more degrading than anything else he had done to her. Vanessa could hardly believe her father had shaved her cunt like this.
A sharp intake of air caused her to open her eyes again. The man was licking his lips in anticipation.
"God, I never thought that would change you so much. You're just like a tiny girl now. No pussy hair or anything. I gotta fuck you quick!"
She grunted as he threw himself full length on top of her body. His weight shoved her down into the carpet, but it was his erect cock driving hard up her cunt that really excited her. Vanessa couldn't understand the changes in her. She loved this! She should hate it but the thought of incest, even forced incest, drove her wild with need.
"Shaved cunt, by God, a shaved pussy!" he kept muttering to himself over and over, his cock flying like the wind as it surged in and out of her tight cunt.
The friction mounted so rapidly that the teenager wasn't, able to fully handle her emotions. She simply let the wondrous feelings of being fucked wash over her. She came, amid shrieks and groans of carnal delight. This was the way it should be, she thought. A man shoving his long, hard cock all the way up her juicy cunt.
But not just any man. This was her father. For him she'd do anything, anything at all, no matter how degrading or awful. She loved him more than life itself and pleasuring his was at the top of her list.
Struggling against the spike of cock impaling her. Vanessa shoved her hips downward as she could. It was suddenly important that she get as much of her daddy's prick into her as possible.
Her fingernails raked long, bloody streaks on his back. Neither of them noticed. They were too busy enjoying the feelings building in their loins.
"Harder, fuck me harder!" she gasped. Her fingers sought a grip on his broad back. She had to pull him down even more into her cunt. The only thing in her universe was his cock surging back and forth like a piston in her well-greased pussy.
His chest rubbed suggestively over her tits. The hair matting his chest tickled and tormented her nipples. Most of all, the weight pressing down on her mashed her tits flat.
Alexis pulled himself erect and looked down into Vanessa's brilliant blue eyes. She was so like a small girl now, a girl much younger. He could imagine she was only ten or twelve with her shaved pussy. The size of her tits didn't support this, but he was able to imagine her totally dependent on him for her erotic pleasures.
He drove his cock into her blasting-hot cunt with short, rapid strokes. He rammed with strokes designed to spark her inner fires and bring out the maximum amount of pleasure as fast as possible. He could string her out with slow, long, deep strokes or he could push her all the way to orgasm in a hurry. He was in control. He dominated the young teenager totally.
As Vanessa arched her back, he rose up. With her legs locked around his waist, he was able to pull her ass up onto the tops of his thighs. She was completely bowed, her shoulders flat on the floor. Best of all, he could watch his cock going in and out of her shaved pussy.
The man had to swallow hard to keep from losing all his iron control. The very sight of that naked cunt was enough to get him off. His balls were already complaining bitterly about being locked up for so long. They were ready to send out their fierce tide of cum.
The friction of his rapid fucking had already taken its toll on his daughter. The warmth flooded her cunt and blasted forth into her belly. Vanessa shoved her crotch down firmly into his as she came. The number of times she came was uncountable. All that mattered was grinding her naked pussy over his thick bush. The smoothness of her cunt was a new experience for her. As her cunt juice trickled out from between her pursed pussy lips, it lubricated her bare flesh.
When his fingers pressed down across the stubble left by his razor, she shivered as if with cold. But it was a hot flash lancing into her. He had unerringly found the little spire of her clit. Giving it a good going over, Alexis nudged her closer and closer to another orgasm.
"Like that, don't you?" he demanded.
"Oh, yes, yes! Keep fucking me. Your cock, ohhhhhh! I'm burning up from your cock!"
He laughed and pulled his prick from her tensed, drooling pussy. She went berserk from the deprivation. Being denied his hard-fucking cock was still another way he had of tormenting her. And this was one the captive teenager couldn't stand!
"No, fuck me, keep fucking!"
He rolled her over, re-chained her hands behind her back and pulled her to her feet.
"Down into the cellar. I'm going to really teach you a lesson."
Vanessa couldn't focus properly. "But my cunt. Fuck me, Daddy, you were fucking me..."
The full impact of his extreme cruelty came to her then. He didn't want her enjoying herself. She wasn't good enough for him. She had failed him. Whatever it was that turned him off, she had done it. The dark-haired young girl cried openly as he shoved her down the cellar stairs.
At the bottom of the stairs, the man stopped and laughed loudly.
"What have we here? A pair of escapees, is it?"
Peter and Laura were kissing deeply. They hadn't made good their escape. Fight as they might, the two were quickly overpowered and chained once more. Their freedom had been brief and painful. If they'd never gained their freedom, they wouldn't have felt as miserable as they did now. The worst torture is giving hope, then snatching it away.
"I want you to be able to watch, you silly shaved cunt," he told Vanessa, pushing her toward a darkened corner of the cellar. She gasped when she saw a crude pair of stocks. He unchained her hands and stuck them and her head through small openings. With a click of finality he closed the wooden top-piece and securely bound the girl.
"I don't want to watch!" she cried out.
Her only answer was a laugh. Alexis went over to Laura and Peter and stared down at them.
"I think I'll fuck you," he said to his wife. "And I want you to suck him off. Yeah, that's nice. Don't you agree, Vanessa?"
The captive teenager only moaned in despair. There was no stopping this man from his tortures.
Alexis grabbed Laura around the waist and pulled her to a kneeling position. This allowed her to lean forward, his powerful hands supporting her weight. In a second, she found warm cock under her lips.
Her tongue looped out of its own accord and pulled her son's limp cock into her mouth. The woman began sucking on Peter's cock, giving him head and trying to make him stiff once more. The taste of his cum and her pussy juice spurred her on this incestuous sucking. Her knowing mouth worked miracles on the boy's prick.
Peter groaned, "No, Mom, please, don't do this!"
Alexis' hands tightened around his wife's waist. He bent forward and whispered hotly in her ear, "Don't worry about sucking off your son. Imagine that's a horse's cock in your mouth. Imagine it!"
Laura gasped and swallowed convulsively. Put her mouth on a horse's prick? The idea repulsed her. Everything Alexis was doing repulsed her. And in spite of it, she sucked even harder on Peter's cock. Also as much as she hated to admit it she liked the feel of Alexis' hands around her waist, supporting her, keeping her from falling forward. With her hands chained behind her back, he was her sole support.
Laura finally felt Peter's cock coming to life again. It sprang into full erection with her tongue wrapped all around it. She sensed the beating of her son's heart. Every time his bean throbbed, his prick, jerked in cadence. Laura could tell the state of his arousal by the number of jerks and bobs per second. If she was any judge, she was giving him the blow job of his life.
Alexis finally spoke.
"About time for me to be getting back into the saddle to see how the old mare rides, don't you think?"
The blonde woman felt her husband sliding closer to her ass. His hairy thighs pressed against her soft legs, and she felt his prick entering the area between her ass cheeks. He bounced up and down to settle in and then began poking with his cock.
Alexis didn't find the hole he was hunting for. The blonde was getting slippery from her cunt again. The taste of a man's cock, even her son's cock, turned her on. The sensation of a prick running up and down her ass had its effect, too.
"You watching, Vanessa?" he taunted the dark-haired young girl in the stocks. "You see how a real man fucks a cunt."
Laura moaned when Alexis jabbed forward driving for her asshole. He found her pussy instead. He slid into her cunt with a slick motion that made her gasp in reaction. She sucked in her breath and Peter gasped.
"God, Mom, what you're doing to my cock! I can hardly take it!"
Alexis grunted in pleasure at knowing his subtle torture was working on his wife and son. He began rotating his hips, stirring around inside the woman's cunt. He wanted to fully grease his prick for the tricky journey up her asshole. He knew from his abortive first attempt that it was hard finding her asshole and getting his cock stuffed in all the way. But well oiled, it would be a lot easier for him to fuck his brains out up his wife's shit chute.
The man almost had a change of heart. He almost decided to stay buried up her hot, clinging cunt. It felt like it was hung with velvet, it was smooth and stimulating. Hot like a blast furnace, tight like a vise, it gave him more enjoyment than he'd gotten out of it in years.
Laura hated herself for loving the feel of Alexis' cock inside her. She didn't want it to ever leave. Especially not when she had Peter's cock in her mouth, too. The pair were giving her the ultimate in pleasure. It hardly mattered to her that she was chained and her daughter was being forced to watch a rape and forced incest. Laura loved the way the two men's cocks turned her on.
Being fucked by one while she sucked on the other was the closest thing to heaven she could imagine.
"Damn, but you're holding my prick tight," grunted Alexis. He fucked slowly, teasing her with the end of his cock until she was about driven mad with desire.
The feel of his fucking cock spurred her to suck even more on Peter. She started gnawing on the rubbery tip of his prick. Her son's hips started to buck up and down. He was hunching up to try and cram his prick deeper into her mouth. She carefully prevented him from doing it. She knew what he must be feeling.
Peter was almost driven out of his mind with desire for his mother's sucking mouth. Laura's sharp teeth cut into the sides of his cock. They stimulated him to the point where he could no longer lie still. Even though he was securely chained, he writhed around and hunched up and down trying to face-fuck his mother.
"No, Mom, please, I can't control myself!" Alexis evil laugh went unnoticed by all of them, including Vanessa. They were too lost in the throes of their own enjoyment to pay any attention to him and his tortures.
When Laura bit down and started to gnaw on the resilient end of Peter's cock, her tongue was busily racing up and down the delicate flesh under his cock. His little piss-flap receiving most of her oral attentions. He finally collapsed weakly onto the floor, staring up at his mother.
His moans filled the room. He was on the brink of spurting out his creamy jism. His crotch was on fire. Acid seared his nerves and kegs of gunpowder were ready to explode in his balls. His entire prick was being treated to the tonguing and sucking of his young life. And it was being done to him by his mother!
Alexis was busy fucking the blonde's furry little cunt. He liked this so much he had momentarily forgotten all about screwing Laura up her ass. He felt the pillowy mounds of her ass impact against his upper thighs, bet the warmth spreading from the woman's cunt and down his prick was the ultimate turn-on for him.
He glanced across the room and saw Vanessa's head and hands poking through the stocks. His cock, stiffened even more in its juicy berth at the sight. His daughter as his prisoner to do with as he pleased. His son was chained and being sucked off by Laura. And he kept his cock fucking hard and fast into the blonde's wanton little cunt.
He loved the feeling of power over all of them.
The warmth started at the very tip of his prick, then spread like wildfire down the sides. The heat burned its way into his balls as his cock was devoured by the carnal flames.
The jism in his balls began to boil and Alexis could hardly control himself. He was so lost in his passion, he fell backwards. His cock was suddenly exposed to the cool air of the room. No longer was he surrounded by the hot, restricting confines of his wife's pussy.
Alexis wasn't going to give up. He quickly got back up and pulled his wife up and back from where she had sprawled forward onto Peter's belly. She had fallen and tried to scream. She couldn't because her mouth was full of her son's prick. When Alexis bent forward and crammed his cock into her asshole, she did scream.
Alexis sank balls deep up her asshole. He'd thought her cunt was tight, but he found a new definition for the word. This was snug, constricting around his cock. For a moment he didn't think he could move without ripping his cock out by the roots.
Then his body took control of his actions. His wife was at his mercy. He could fuck her as he desired. His worthless son was being sucked off. And that cunt daughter of his was firmly trapped in the stocks he'd built. He was in control. He could do what ever he pleased. He'd fuck the living shit out of Laura's ass! He began fucking her ass with a vengeance.
He felt her soft shitter slipping and sliding all around his cock. The friction mounted and finally caught up with him. His prick ruptured and blew apart like a stick of dynamite. He gushed out his jizz and completely creamed Laura's bowels. He kept pistoning in and out of her softly yielding asshole as long as there was even a trace of stiffness left in his cock.
When his prick turned to a limp worm, it dribbled out of her asshole amid a flow of his cum. He looked down with blurred eyes at the sight. Alexis felt the power mounting inside him.
Laura still sucked on her son's prick. She ran her tongue up and down to the base of his cock. There, her tongue looped and circled in his pubic bush, lightly touching his churning balls.
The feathery touch of his mother's tongue set the youth off. When he erupted, she began sucking hard on the very tip of his prick, milking it of all its jism.
Alexis saw all this and reveled in it. He turned his gaze toward his daughter in the stocks. He nodded in approval. She was crying openly. At last he was able to control a portion of his world. At last he was able to do the things he wanted. To hell with what others thought. And he was just getting started.