Chapter 2
It was the most miserable night of her life. Her father left her tied up all night long. He was decent enough to cover her with a blanket but that was all. Her body ached and she could not sleep. She hoped her father was suffering the same torment.
In the morning Ralph came in whistling and smiling. It was disgusting that he was feeling no guilt over what he had done.
"Did you have a nice night?" he asked.
"How could I? And now could you do what you've done and care about my night?"
"I care about you, baby. You're the best piece of ass I've ever had. Even better than your mother."
"You're sick," Debbie said.
"You're going to have to quit saying things like that," he told her. "Your mother's gone for a week and we've got to get along. You don't want to make me mad."
"Why should I care if I make you mad?"
Her father sighed. "Well, maybe a shower will make you feel better!"
For the first time she noticed that her father had brought a pair of metal handcuffs upstairs with him. Now he reached down and pulled the blanket away from her naked body.
She blushed furiously as his eyes went up and down her body. He had seen her the night before but it seemed like he couldn't get enough of looking at her. He reached down and brushed his hand across one of her titties.
"Stop that," she said. "You don't want to get yourself all excited again!"
"I'm already excited, baby," her father told her. "Just looking at you is enough to excite me."
Despite herself, she let her eyes go down to the front of his trousers. His bulge was obvious. There was a sudden dryness in her mouth and she licked her lips.
"I thought you were going to let me take a shower," she said quickly. "Aren't you?"
"Not exactly, honey," he said. "I'm going to wash you myself just like when you were a little baby. Although you're certainly not a baby now. A baby doesn't have tits like yours. They're already bigger than your mother's
Debbie shivered under his eyes. Inside she was trying to think of a way to escape. She knew he was going to have to let her go to get her in the shower. She was ready for that. She was sure that she could scratch his face or kick him in the balls or something. There had to be a way to escape.
Her father never gave her the chance. He untied the rope around her left hand and locked the handcuff around her waist. He held onto her wrist and untied her leg. Before she could fight back he pushed her over on her stomach and held her arm twisted up behind her. Then he untied her other arm and quickly bent her arm back behind her and snapped the other handcuff around her wrist. He then untied her other leg.
"There," Ralph said. "Now you're ready for your shower."
"Please let me go," she said. "I can take a shower by myself. Please let me go."
"So you could kick me in the balls?" he told her. "I don't think so, sugar. Now don't fight me or I'll twist your arms up until you're screaming in pain."
"How could you do this to your own daughter?" she asked.
"Baby, I've got a hard-on for you and right now you're just a piece of pussy. You've got a big beautiful ass and a cunt that just won't quit. That's all you are to me, a piece of ass!"
She struggled a little but not much. He dragged her into the bathroom and turned the shower on until it was nice and warm. Then he shoved her inside. He turned her body around and around until she was soaked and feeling dizzy.
"I'm going to wash you up real good, baby," he told her. "I'm going to make you nice and clean. All over!"
She was trembling as he picked up the soap. He started with her neck. He soaped her neck and then down the front of her body to her tits. She tried to back away but he grabbed her by her handcuffs and held her steady.
"Don't try getting away," her father commanded. "Stand still. You'll enjoy this!"
He soaped one hand up really good and then started using it to wash her shapely titty. She didn't like the way her nipple suddenly stood up hard as rock.
"You'll just have to stop fighting it," he said. "You're a hot piece and you'll love it once you admit it to yourself."
"I hate you," she whispered.
Her father laughed at her. He kept soaping up her titty really good and then turning her to the water so that the soap washed away. He was finally satisfied and he moved his soapy hand to her other tit.
She wondered why her father could make her feel things that other boys had never made her feel. Of course, she had gotten turned on with a few of them but it was after a lot of passionate kissing and playing around. Her father made her feel hot just by playing with her, just by looking at her.
"Nice, big tits," her father said. "It takes a lot of soap just to cover them. Fucking beautiful tits!"
Her father turned her to the water so that the soap was again washed away. This time he bent over and touched his lips to one of her rigid nipples. She wished he would stop. She wished she could push him away. His hot mouth gave her strange feelings. His mouth opened and his tongue stroked her nipple. He finally caught her nipple inside his mouth and began sucking at her titty-flesh.
"Oh no," she whispered. "Don't. Please don't!"
Her legs were trembling. It was hard to stand in the shower, especially with his mouth sucking hard. He was sucking even more of her titty-flesh into his mouth. His teeth scraped her titty gently. He pulled his head back but not for long. He slid his tongue down her belly and kissed her navel.
"I'm your daughter," she protested. "You shouldn't do this. I'm your daughter!"
He slid his head back up to her titties again. He captured her nipple between his teeth and began chewing on it. She rocked back and forth in the shower. She honestly wanted to give up. She wanted to let the delicious feelings invade her body. The trouble was she had so much pride. She would not let herself behave like an animal.
Her father stopped sucking on her titty. He left her titties feeling bruised and sore. He stood up and started soaping his hand again.
"Turn around," Ralph told her.
Debbie turned around and he started soaping her back. He lathered her back all the way down to her ass, then his fingers parted her ass-cheeks. He started lathering the crack of her ass and down to the backs of her thighs.
She shivered because of the strangeness of it. His hand came back up to her ass-cheeks. She gasped as one of his fingers probed at her tiny ass-hole. He jammed a finger up into her ass-hole to his knuckle and she almost fainted.
He worked his finger around the inside of her tight ass-hole and she had to lean against the shower wall to keep from falling. She kept begging him to stop and finally he took his finger out of her ass-hole.
He turned her to the water again and let the water wash the soap away. He lathered his hand again. This time he put his soapy hand between her legs. He started lathering up her red pussy hairs, then the lips of her cunt.
"Are you enjoying your shower?" he asked.
"No, damn you," she answered him.
He only laughed. His hand kept working between her legs until her cunt and cunt-hairs were soaped up. Then he turned her to the water. He pushed her closer and let the water soak her body until he was sure she was rinsed off. He pulled her out of the spray again and left her standing.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Now I'm feeling kind of hot and sweaty," Ralph said. "I thought I'd join you."
"There's not room in here for two," she protested.
"There's plenty of room if we stand real close," he said.
The look in his eyes left little doubt as to how close he wanted to stand. It was going to happen to her again. She shivered as she watched him strip off his trousers and then his shorts. His cock was only half hard but she had the feeling it wouldn't take long for it to get rock-hard!
Her father stepped into the shower with her. She could not stop him from putting his arms around her and pulling her tightly against him. He tried to kiss her mouth and she turned her head away. He crushed her even tighter so that her tits flattened against his hairy chest and she was having trouble breathing.
"Now don't you fight your father, baby," he told her. "It will be a lot easier if you don't fight me. We could have a really good time."
He slid his hands down her back to her ass. He gripped her ass-cheeks hard and half lifted her off the floor. He pressed her tight enough to feel his cock between her legs. She had been right. His cock was slowly getting hard. She shivered.
"Now kiss me, baby," he told her.
Again Debbie tried to turn her head away. He got angry and his fingernails dug into her ass-cheeks. He kept squeezing until he was hurting her and she finally held her head still for him to kiss her. His lips felt hot and hard.
"That's better, baby," he told her. "You're starting to act nice. Now open your mouth for a little tongue!"
She tried to keep her mouth tightly closed but again his fingers seemed to be digging into her ass. Finally her mouth opened and he pressed his tongue into her mouth. He pushed his tongue into her mouth as deep as he could. She couldn't seem to stop him. He started moving his tongue in and out. He was exploring all over the inside of her mouth.
His fingers stopped digging into her ass. His hands became gentle except for the one finger that started probing at her ass-hole. This time she was almost ready for the finger he pushed up into her ass.
Ralph kept her like that for a long time. He kept kissing her and playing with her ass until she started feeling squirmy. She closed her eyes and thought of other things. She kept trying to not to think about the hard cock against her belly.
His cock was rock-hard now and it had somehow wedged between them so that his swollen cockhead was pressed against her belly. They were pressed together so tightly that his throbbing cockhead seemed to match the pounding beat of her heart. A couple of times she tried to move away but he wouldn't allow that.
"You are one sexy little bitch," he told her. "Every man should have a sweet-assed daughter like you."
He slid his other hand up to play with her titties while he continued to kiss her and thrust a finger into her ass-hole. She was getting tired and the water was getting cold. It had grown a little uncomfortable for both of them.
Finally her father turned off the water and helped her out of the shower. He held her close again, his hands running all over her back and down to her ass-cheeks.
"You are my special little bitch," he moaned. "Are you ready to be fucked again?"
"Please don't do it to me again," she begged him. "I'm your daughter. You can't fuck your own daughter."
"I already have once," her father said. "And now I'm going to do it again."
There was a wild look in his eyes that she knew she could not fight. She expected to be taken over to the bed and tied down like the night before. Instead her father walked her over to her dresser. He cleared everything off her dresser with one sweep of his hand. All of her perfumes and powders crashed to the floor to make a smelly mess. He didn't seem to care about that.
"Sit up on the desk," he commanded.
Ralph turned her around facing him and he picked her up. She settled down on the desk in front of the mirror. He sat down in the chair in front of the dresser.
"Open your legs wide," he said. "I want to look at that pussy I'm about to fuck!"
"No, Daddy," Debbie pleaded with him. "Don't do it anymore. I won't tell anyone it happened. We can go on like before. Don't do it to me anymore."
"Open your fucking legs, bitch!" he screamed. "Or I'll open them for you and you won't like the way I do it."
His voice and manner scared the hell out of her and she opened her legs. Again he was looking into the pink lips of her cunt. She watched his hand moving up between her thighs. She looked down to see his rough fingers stroking her cunt. Then one of his fingers slid into her cunt.
"Oh no," Debbie whispered.
He started moving his finger around inside her cunt. He brushed his finger against her clitty and an enormous shudder went through her. He seemed satisfied and he took his finger out.
"You're already dripping wet," he told her.
"I'm really going to make a bitch out of you before I'm done. You're going to be craving cock!"
Now her father pulled her down into his lap. Her legs were spread so she settled easily on his knees. She knew what he was doing as he pulled her closer to where his cock was sprouting out like a brutal-looking club.
"Sit on my cock, baby," he moaned. "Settle yourself down on my cock. Sit on it and ride your father!"
"I won't," she said.
He grabbed her by her titties and he acted like he was trying to twist them off. A quick pain went through her body. It was enough to make her raise up and then come down. His cock was snug against her pussy hole.
"Now sit on my cock, baby," he told her. "Sit down on it. Take it deep inside your cunt. I want to feel it in your hot little cunthole!"
Debbie had no choice as she slipped off the dresser and spread her legs a little wider. His hot cock knob pressed against her cunt lips and she started squirming. A moment later and his big cockhead popped inside her.
"That's it, baby," he moaned. "Now sit down on my cock. Sit down hard!"
She settled herself on his cock. She sank down so far that she could feel his pulsating knob deep in her belly. She held it there for a moment and then pulled back up.
"That's what I want, baby," he told her. "Bounce up and down on my prick. That's what I fucking want!"
His hands moved from her shoulders down to her tits. He started squeezing them hard as she started bouncing up and down on his swollen cock. Some of his cum was leaking inside her. She fought off the feelings of excitement. She bounced faster. His heavy balls made slapping sounds as she drove herself down on his cock.
"It hurts me," she protested. "You're in so deep that it hurts my pussy!"
"Your pussy better get used to it, bitch," he groaned.
He moved his hands back up to her shoulders so he could control her movements again. He held onto her shoulders tightly and made her bounce faster. His cockhead was rubbing against her clitty and it sent a quick shiver through her. She knew she had better get it over with quickly or she would get out of control.
Debbie bent down and kissed his mouth. She started rubbing her big tits against his chest and it was more than he could take. He started almost jumping off the chair as he drove his prick into her pussy.
"Oh fucking shit," he groaned. "I'm going to blow my wad. I'm going to blow my fucking wad. Oh shit, it feels good. It feels so fucking good. Shiiiiiiit!"
He lost complete control of himself. He started driving his prick up into her pussy as hard as he could. His big cock seemed to be splitting her cunt. His prick exploded deep inside her. She could feel gobs of thick white cum deep inside her. She could feel it running out of the sides of her pussy and wetting her thighs. It seemed like he had shot gallons.
"You're still fighting it, baby," Ralph said. "You're still fighting but you're going to lose control soon. I know you will."
"You go to hell!" Debbie said.
Her father just laughed.