Chapter 5
It was almost dark when the two wretched men dropped Sandy off a block from her house. They nervously told her to say hello to her dad for them, then sped away the moment she slammed the car door.
With the fall of night, the neighborhood dogs were all barking, and Sandy ran along the warm asphalt, wincing and cursing as she stepped on pebbles and twigs. She expected gigantic black hounds to jump out at her from behind the overgrown subtropical scrub of the neigh-borhood. People in the area often let their dogs roam free at night, and dog attacks on pedestrians were frequent. Sandy prayed that when she got home she'd find the old man sleeping off his drunk. She wasn't about to go run-ning back out into the dark tonight.
She could see a small lamp burning in the living room through a crack in the curtains. The front door was locked, and she had to pull her house key out of her shorts. Luckily, she hadn't lost it in all the commotion with the two men. She unlocked the door as quietly as she could and slipped inside. The house was dead silent. Sandy sighed with relief.
She slipped into her dark bedroom and locked the door behind her without turning on the light. She sighed again. She'd made it. Now she could flop down on her bed and spend the evening relaxing-maybe beat off a few times before she went to sleep. She switched on the overhead light.
Her dad was sitting on her bed, staring at her. He was up before she could escape, and he grabbed her by the arms.
"Where the hell you been all this time? I made supper for us and you never showed up." Her dad still smelled of beer, but he'd sobered up considerably.
"That's my business," Sandy said. "Let me go. "You sound just like your ma, the old bitch!" "If you don't let me go, I'll scream." "Go ahead."
Sandy opened her mouth, threatening to scream, but she didn't. She was too exhausted this evening to be melodramatic.
"You wanna know where I was? I was out in the woods with your boyfriends."
"What boyfriends?"
"Your card-party buddies. The two that helped me carry in the case of beer. I was sit-ting on the one's lap, remember? Or were you too drunk?"
Her dad frowned.
"And I'll bet you'd like to know what I was doing with them in the woods." She smiled suggestively.
"You little bitch! Quit bullshitting me!" "I ain't bullshitting you, big daddy, I was out in the woods with those two dirty old men -and I enjoyed it."
"You're crazy if you think I'm gonna believe something like that. I'm sick of your lies, girl. It's time you learned a lesson."
He sat at the edge of the bed, pulling Sandy down with him, and he threw her face-down over his knees. Her head fell forward, her long blonde hair dangling onto the floor. As she lay there, stunned and panting, he yanked her shorts off her ass and pulled them off her legs. All she had left on was her bikini halter. He started to swat her bare ass.
"It's time you learned a lesson!" Crack! His hand fell like a paddle. Sandy gasped with each stinging swat. Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
"Oh God, stop it!" Sandy screeched. In all her years, this was the first time her dad had spanked her. If he'd ever dared lay a hand on her while her mother was still around, her mother would have run to Social Services and had him locked up.
Her dad was relentless. Her ass glowed red and he spanked harder, making the swats sting even more.
"Please!" Sandy begged. "It hurts."
"It's supposed to hurt!" her father growled. "I shoulda started doing this a long time ago, then maybe you wouldn't have grown up to be such a smarty pants."
Sandy squirmed. Her ass was on fire. She kicked back at her dad's smacking hand, but her heels wouldn't reach it. Her dad laughed at her futile attempts to defend herself. He started slapping the backs of her thighs.
"I hate you!" Sandy wailed.
"Good. You're gonna hate me a lot more once I get done with you." He pinched her ass. "You're a pig, a dirty old boar!"
Her dad laughed. "And you're a dirty young sow."
He pinched her ass, then slapped it again. Sandy didn't know what to do.
"Please, Daddy!" she whimpered. "I'll do anything you want, just stop it!"
Her dad stopped. He was out of breath. As she lay across his knees, catching her own breath and praying that the spanking was finally over, she felt her dad's hard cock throbbing against her hip through his pants. Suddenly, her dad unsnapped her bikini halter and it slipped off her tits. She lay across his knees, stark naked, her ass throbbing from the spanking he'd given her.
"What's all this gooey shit running down your legs?" Her dad forced her legs farther apart so he could inspect between them. He spread her asscheeks. "Christ, you've been fucked but good! And up the asshole too! Jesus Christ!"
I told you, I was out in the woods with your buddies, Sandy thought, but she didn't dare say it out loud.
He rolled her off his knees and onto the floor. She fell with a thud.
"Ouch!" She rubbed her elbow. "What kind of a girl have I raised?" "The kind you like," Sandy said sarcastically. Her dad shook his head. "It was your ma who turned you into a cock-teasing slut, not me."
"Look who's talking!" Sandy said. She lifted her leg and nudged the hardon in her dad's pants with her toe. "A man who gets hard over his own daughter! Disgusting!"
Her dad's face turned even redder.
"Oh yeah! What the hell is this?" He jumped up, went to Sandy's dresser, and pulled out the dildo vibrator. "Well?"
"Mom left that behind," Sandy said. "And what gives you the right to go through my dresser drawer?"
Her dad pulled out her pile of porn magazines, some of which pictured men with hardons and spurting cum, others of which pic-tured men and women fucking. "And I suppose these were your ma's too?"
"Of course," Sandy said. "Where would I get the money to buy them?"
"Christ!" her dad said, "What the hell was the old lady doing with these?"
"You obviously didn't satisfy her," Sandy said. "She had to learn to satisfy herself." "-The way you satisfy yourself, you little tramp?" Her dad was fuming.
"Of course," Sandy said, leering up at him. "Every chance I get."
"You don't get enough cock out in them woods?"
"Sure I do, but I like to beat off too, if it's all right with you. Or is jerking off something that only boys are privileged to do?" She stuck her tongue out at him.
"You act just like a little brat," her dad said. "Why don't you go back to your bedroom and beat off," Sandy said. "If you'd spent more time satisfying Mom instead of beating off like a little boy, maybe she'd still be around."
"You're crazy!" her dad shouted. "You know that? You're outa your fucking mind, just like your ma was."
He lunged toward her, dragged her up off the floor, and threw her across the bed.
She lay there stunned and cowering, watching her dad yank nylon stockings out of her dresser drawer. He tied the stockings around her ankles, then bound her ankles to the two foot-posts of the bed. He did the same with her wrists,, binding them to the two headposts of the bed. She was too exhausted and shocked to resist, and she soon found herself lying naked and spread-eagled on the bed the same way she'd lain naked and spreadeagled on the floor of the pine woods just a short time ago.
"How's that? You like that?" her dad said. "You must, since you didn't put up any fight." Sandy remained silent, her tits rising and fall-ing as she breathed. She was so shocked that her dad had tied her up that she was too timid to antagonize him any further.
Her dad picked up the dildo vibrator and turned it on. Its hum filled the silent room. Leaning over the bed, leering at her, he touched the buzzing dildo to her right nipple. A shock wave shot through her tit and cunt, and she squirmed. He vibrated her other nipple, and her cunt fluttered, the jism of her rapists bubbling out of her.
"Dirty little slut!" Her dad touched the vibrator to her lips, then forced it into her mouth.
Her teeth rattled against the quivering white plastic. Her skull buzzed. Her brains swam. Her dad pulled the vibrator out of her mouth and rolled it against each of her moist armpits.
He lifted it to his nose and sniffed it, then licked off her armpit sweat. Sandy couldn't believe it. He moved to the foot of the bed and zinged Sandy's toes with the vibrator. Vibrations shot through her legs like electricity. She gasped. Snickering, her dad slid the vibrator up one of her spread legs and started rubbing it up and down her cunt-slit. Shocks shot through Sandy's clit. She humped against the dildo, gasping and moaning, her toes clutching.
"Oh God! Oh, Daddy!"
"You like that, huh?" Her dad shoved the dildo up into her pussy until only an inch of it still stuck out of her. Then he released the dildo and stepped back to watch Sandy squirm with the buzzing cylinder inside her.
Sandy couldn't control herself. She writhed, struggling against the bonds that spreadeagled her. Her toes clutched, her loins jerked and humped. She longed to squeeze her legs together around the dildo or she'd go crazy.
"Pull it out!" she whined. "It's too much!" As her cunt chewed at the humming vibrator, the device gradually worked its way out of her, but before it could slip all the way out, her dad shoved it back in. Sandy arched up, her loins gyrating and rocking.
"You're squirming more now than when I spanked you," her dad said. His smirking face was flushed with excitement. His eyes burned as he watched her. He unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall to the floor. He undid his pants and stepped out of them. He took off his shoes and socks, then his jockey briefs. His cock sprang out, dripping lube with each ponderous throb.
Sandy's eyes bugged out at the sight of her dad's cock. She'd never seen it before, and she was stunned at its size. She'd been fucked by scores 'of men and hunky teenage studs, but none of them had possessed a cock as huge as the one now throbbing before her eyes. It was uncut, as big around as her own forearm, and ten' inches long at least. Her mother surely hadn't left home because that cock had failed to satisfy her. She rocked her loins, humping harder as the dildo hummed in her cunt. The sight of that big, dripping prick excited her like no other cock ever had-despite herself.
"What you looking at, girl?" Her dad pushed the dildo back in as it started to slide out. "Does Daddy's cock turn you on, dirty little bitch?"
He leaned over her and pinched both her nip-ples hard, and Sandy saw stars.
She gasped, her cunt contracting more and more rapidly around the vibrating dildo. She salivated as her dad's horny cock throbbed less than a foot away from her face. A trickle of spit ran from one corner of her mouth. She could smell her dad's big male fucker, and her nostrils flared. She found herself lusting for a taste of it.
Her dad got up on the bed between her legs, his big dick throbbing with each beat of his heart. Sitting back on his heels, he watched her humping and squirming under the relentless vibrations of the dildo. He was leering like a crazy man.
Sandy couldn't take her eyes off his dick, or off his hairy, muscular body. She'd always con-sidered him a fat old pig, but she now realized he wasn't as fat or as old or as ugly as she'd thought. For the first time in her life possibly, she was really looking at him, and she realized that despite his being her own father, he was a really hunky stud. In a way, he was even hand-some. And that cock of his! Oh Jesus, what a cock!
"Dirty teenage bitch!"
Her dad reached between her legs and shoved the dildo back in as it nearly slipped out again. This time, however, he held onto it and started working it in and out, fucking her with it. With his free hand, he masturbated his massive cock, peeling the foreskin off the fist-sized knob and working it up and down along the shaft, which was so thick that he was unable to completely close his large hand around it.
Sandy jerked as her dad raped her with the dildo. She couldn't withhold voicing her pleasure any longer, and she started to moan and whine. Her loins churned with each plunge of the dildo up her pussy. Cuntcream, along with cum from the men who had raped her earlier, frothed out around the sliding plastic cylinder.
"Oooooh!" Sandy squealed. "Oooooh yessss!"
"Filthy slut!" Her dad rammed the dildo in and out of her, making her gasp and whimper. She arched up with each screwing thrust. Her cunt sucked at the dildo so hard that her loins were on the verge of cramping. She gazed at her dad's big juicy prick being jerked off by his muscular hand, and she stuck her tongue out, hungry to lick the lube off the moist, smelly cockhead. Her dad wiped some of the smell and fucklube off the tip of his cock and smeared it on her lips, on her cheeks.' The scent of uncut cock drove Sandy over the brink, and her pussy exploded with orgasm.
Her eyes crossed and rolled back. Her toes clutched with each round of spasms that swept through her cunt. Her loins humped, her ass bouncing on the mattress. She nearly tore off her feet at the ankles trying to squeeze her legs together. Spasming with her legs spread wide apart made her nearly black out. She whined.
Her dad sneered, showing his teeth as he watched her writhe with pleasure. He twisted the dildo this way and that, screwing it in and out of her hard-sucking pussy. He'd let go of his cock, which flexed and quivered excitedly as if it were going to shoot off without him touching it, and his fucklube flicked off onto the mattress like thick, clear tears.
"Oh, Daddy!" Sandy gasped. "Daddy! Daddy!"
Her dad released the dildo and grabbed both her nipples. Growling, he pinched. them hard and twisted them, stretching them, making Sandy scream with pleasure and pain. The spasms in her cunt became so intense that her eyes rolled back, sinking into her skull, and she blacked out.