Chapter 3
Her father had left her tied up in her room all morning, and Debbie used that time to go over every opportunity to escape.
The opportunity came faster than she would have thought. Ralph came back for her around lunchtime. He untied her and then handcuffed her hands behind her back. After he had fucked her that morning, he had allowed her to put on a pair of shorts and a halter top. She was still revealing a lot of her creamy body but at least she didn't feel completely naked.
"I thought you might like something to eat," her father said. "I got some hamburgers."
She didn't say anything. She was hungry. Her legs felt cramped and sore as she walked down the steps. She almost stumbled on the last step and her father reached out both arms to steady her.
It was her chance and she took it.
She turned quickly toward him and she brought up one silken knee between his legs. He wasn't expecting it and her knee hit him solidly. He gasped in pain and bent over double. She was able to run before he could reach for her.
Debbie's first problem came when she reached the front door. It was locked and there was no way she could open it with her hands cuffed behind her. She gave it up after seconds and then started for the back door. Her heart pounded in fear and her mouth was dry. She wasn't sure what Ralph would do if he caught her but she was sure it wouldn't be nice.
"Don't run away from me," she heard him shouting.
The back door was open. She got out of it and into the back yard. The back yard was completely surrounded by a redwood fence and she headed for the opening. Her heart nearly stopped when she saw that the gate was shut!
She turned around and leaned against the door. Her hand worked the knob until she finally got it undone. She breathed a sigh of relief that it also wasn't locked.
Just as she got the door open and a steely hand clamped around her throat and stopped her cold. Her father backed her into the yard and then shut the gate behind him.
"Let me go," she said. "Damn you. Let me go!"
"You hurt me, bitch," he said. "You really hurt me!"
He let go of her throat and then his fist came around in a smashing blow. She had never been hit like that before. She didn't even know how it happened but she found herself on her ass on the ground. She was shaking her head and tasting blood on her mouth. She knew she was going to be sick. She sat there a few moments while her stomach settled down. Then she looked up to see her father standing over her.
"You hurt me, bitch!" Ralph said. "You could have hurt me bad. That's no way to do a man."
She had never seen such anger on anyone's face before. She was beginning to be sorry she tried to escape. He was capable of hurting her bad at that moment.
"Don't hit me again," she whispered. "Oh, please don't. I was so afraid. Don't hurt me!"
"Then you should have thought of that before you kicked me in the balls," he said.
There was something ugly in his face as he reached down and grabbed a handful of her thick hair. He half dragged her over to the pool.
"What are you going to do?" she asked. "Oh, please don't do anything. Please don't!"
He picked her up and carried her into the water until he was standing waist-deep. The expression on his face hadn't changed. She had never seen anyone look at her with such hatred.
"You're going to be punished, bitch," he said. "I'm not going to let you get away with that. You're going to have to learn your fucking place!"
He dropped her. At first Debbie couldn't believe it had happened. Her hands were still cuffed behind her. She was filled with panic. It took her a moment before she could realize she could stand on the bottom and push her head out of the water. She came up gasping for breath.
"I didn't say you could put your head up yet, bitch," her father told her.
She tried to move away from him but he grabbed her head and pushed her violently back under the water. Again she was filled with panic. She had always been scared of being under the water and he knew it. She was practically screaming when he jerked her head back up again. She gasped for breath only once before he pushed her head under the water again.
It was the worst kind of hell she could ever have imagined. She stayed under for a long time before he brought her back up again. His eyes looked hard as granite and she knew she could expect no mercy from him.
She no longer thought of escape. She only thought of how she might please her father so that he wouldn't hurt her anymore. She felt like she was going to die if he kept pushing her under.
"Please don't do it anymore," she whispered. "Oh, I'll do anything you want. I won't escape anymore. Please don't."
"Anything I want?" her father asked.
"Anything," Debbie answered. "Please don't push me under anymore. Please don't."
Ralph finally stopped pushing her head under water. He almost gently picked her up and carried her over to the lounge chairs by the pool. He put her down on the ground and went inside to get himself a beer. She hadn't moved when he came back out. A momentary thought of escape had passed through her mind but she had quickly pushed it out of her mind. She knew she no longer had the spirit to escape. She was still trembling in fear.
Her father came back outside and sat down on one of the chairs. He popped his beer and drank deeply. He sat looking at her for a few moments and then a slow smile came across his face.
"Stand up," he told her. "Come over here."
She stood up and went over to them. He reached out casually and tore the top of her halter top off. His hand covered one of her big, creamy titties. He squeezed it until she gasped in pain.
He slipped his hand down to her pussy and started rubbing his fingers back and forth along her pussy lips. The heat of his fingers went through her shorts. It made her squirm. It made her pussy lips puffy and uncomfortable.
She wondered what was starting to happen with the feelings in her body.
He pulled down the zipper of her shorts and then pulled them down to her knees. He hadn't allowed her to wear any panties. His fingers moved down her belly to her cunt-hairs. He started stroking them and she shivered.
"I don't know why you're making such a big deal out of it," her father told her. "You act like your cunt's made of pure gold. You could enjoy it if you'd just relax.
"Never," Debbie said.
The slow smile left his face and the granite eyes came back. For a moment she was afraid he was going to push her in the pool again. But he had other ideas. His hand moved down between her legs and he pushed a finger against her cunt lips. She closed her eyes and again thought about how much she hated her father.
"Still fighting it?" Ralph questioned. "But I bet you've played with her pussy before, haven't you?"
"No," she lied to him.
The truth was she had played with her pussy lots of times. It seemed disgusting to talk about out loud but there had been plenty of hot dates with her boyfriend and she'd had to have some satisfaction. Just the thought of telling him about those long lonely nights in bed made her sick to her stomach.
"I think I'd like to see you play with yourself now," her father told her. His eyes were glistening with excitement. She remembered that she had promised him anything and she couldn't refuse. She was just too afraid of him now.
He made her get down on the ground. He uncuffed her hands but he wasn't going to let her stay free. He went to the pool house and brought back a couple of long ropes and some pegs. He drove the pegs into the ground and tied her legs up spread wide apart.
Then he tied one of her arms down.
"All you need is one hand," he told her.
He sat back down on his lounge chair and picked up his beer. He was grinning lewdly as he looked at her. She knew he was looking right between the lips of her cunt.
"Play with yourself," he told her. "Use your fingers on your titty first. Make your nipple hard!"
It wasn't fair. She did not want to touch herself. Her body had already felt swollen and excited for a while. She knew that her fingers could only make her feel worse. She saw her father's face darken and she knew she had to obey.
She sighed as she moved her fingers down to her titty. She slowly stroked her nipple with one finger and her nipple grew up hard as rock. She was surprised by how quickly her titty seemed to start aching. That worried her because she did not know what was going to happen when her fingers touched her cunt.
"That's right, baby," he said. "Play with your tit. Show me how you play with your tit when you're in private."
Her fingers moved back and forth across her nipple until it seemed to be raw with hurting. She squeezed her tit. She realized that her breath was coming a little faster.
"Now move your hand down a little more," he commanded.
Her hand moved down her body. She stroked her belly. Her fingers rested inches from her cunt. She could see his cruel smile. She knew that he could tell that her pussy was already juicy.
"Go ahead, baby," he said. "Go ahead and play with your cunt. Put your fingers in your pussy!"
Part of her wanted to stop but part of her wanted to play with her pussy worse than she had ever wanted anything. Her fingers moved lower on her belly. She was touching her cunt-hair. She could feel that her pussy hair was sticky with her dripping juice.
"That's it, baby," he told her. "Stick your fingers in your cunt and play with yourself."
She groaned softly. Her fingers went down a little more. She touched her puffy cunt lips. She pushed one finger inside her cunt and it was like her entire body was suddenly on fire. It would not work to close her eyes this time. She could think of nothing else but the aching sweetness in her pussy.
She didn't have to be told to push another finger inside her pussy. She had two fingers in her cunt and she started moving them in and out. Already her cunt was moving up to meet the stroking of her fingers. Her fingers made sucking sounds as she pushed them in and out of her wet cunt.
"You're getting carried away, baby," he said. "Your pussy's getting real hot and you're getting carried away."
Her father had finished his beer. He dropped the can on the ground beside him. She could tell that he was really getting hot watching her. His cock was about to burst out of his trousers. He put his hand on his stiff prick and changed his position a little.
"Come on, baby," he told her. "Move those fingers. Get your pussy really hot!"
She no longer had to be told to do anything like that. Her body was on fire. Her fingers moved into her cunt as fast as she could. There was a fire growing in her belly that threatened to burn her fingers. She could feel her sticky juices already wetting her fingers.
She was almost there, but she hadn't even heard her father move. He came out of the chair quickly and he grabbed her hand. He jerked her hand up beside her head and tied it down like he'd done with her other. Then he calmly went back and sat down on the chair again.
"What are you doing?" Debbie asked. "Oh shit, don't make me stop now. What are you doing to me?"
"I'm trying to show you what a cunt you are, baby," he told her. "You're always walking around like your ass is made of gold. You're just a cunt like any other cunt!"
"Oh, don't leave me like this," she pleaded.
"What do you want? You want my cock?"
He had beaten her. At that moment she knew she wanted his cock more than she had ever wanted anything. There were tears in her eyes from wanting it so bad. She wished she could answer him but her mouth felt dry.
"I think that's what you want," Ralph said. "I think you want your father's cock!"
He was laughing at her, laughing at the animal he had made her become. She was shivering all over. He walked to her and knelt down and undid his trousers. He pulled them down. He wasn't wearing shorts.
She had never seen his cock looking as big, as brutal, as it did at that moment. The purplish cockhead was dripping cum and it was dripping on her thighs and on her pussy lips. It felt like boiling lava touching her skin.
"I'm going to fuck you, baby," he said. "I'm going to really give it to you."
"That's what I want," she whispered, licking her dry lips.
Her father moved forward until his swollen cock was pressed against her pussy. She moaned in pleasure as her father moved forward slowly and his huge cock split her cunt walls. He gave a quick thrust and his throbbing cock plunged all the way into the tight confines of her cunt.
"Oh shit, darling," he groaned. "You've got a good tight pussy. I'll never get enough of your sweet pussy!"
He started pushing his cock in and out of her pussy. He pushed his cock deep and rested for a second with his balls against her. Then he pulled his cock almost out of her before driving it back into her again.
She knew that this time he was going to make her come. She didn't like it. She was ashamed of herself. But her blood was slowly coming to a boil.
"That's the way to move your, ass," he groaned. "You know how to move your hot pussy. You're really good!"
She realized that she was lifting her ass for his short thrusts. He let his weight rest down on her so that she was touching every part of his lean, well-muscled body. She started rubbing her tits against his hard chest and lifting her ass higher for his thrusts.
"That's what I want, baby," he groaned. "Move that sweet ass. You know how to move. Now move your hot little ass!"
"Oh damn," she whispered. "You're making me feel crazy all over. Oh damn!"
She was no longer a good girl. The only thing she could think about was that delicious cock pounding her pussy. Already his cum was dripping inside her and she knew he wouldn't have long left.
"Fuck me harder," she whispered. "Fuck me like an animal!"
Debbie was completely out of control and she knew it. She would feel ashamed of herself in the morning, but all that mattered at that moment was his cock.
"I'm going to come!" she screamed. "Oh fuck, I'm going to come. I'm going to fucking come. Oh shiiiiiiit!"
It started as a slow explosion deep inside her belly. It seemed to grow until it was threatening to split her body apart. She had never experienced anything like it. Her juices started flooding his cock as her body jerked with spasms.
"Oh shit, you are a hot one," her father moaned. "I can hardly keep my cock inside you!"
The last spasm went through her body and she felt completely exhausted. Her father began pounding her pussy harder, as if he was going to tear her body in half.
"You bitch!" Ralph groaned. "You sweet bitch. I'm going to flood your cunt, you bitch. I'm going to flood your fucking cunt. Oh shit, it's good. It's so fucking good. Shiiiiit!"
He drove it into her hard and his prick started spurting thick wads of cum into her pussy. He drove his prick as deep as he could and left it there. His throbbing prick seemed to fill her body and the hot spurts of cum were like a soothing balm for her hot pussy.
"Oh damn, baby," he groaned finally. "You're even better than I dreamed you were. You're one fucking great piece of ass!"
Debbie's face blushed with heated shame and anger.