Innocence Enslaved part 6 (2nd half of chapter 2): Discovery
Introduction:
This is for those who read parts 1-5. I’ll be uploading parts 5 & 6 as a single chapter (chapter 2) soon. Apologies for taking so long. Also if you don’t like it, please say why in the comments so I can improve, and don’t give it a neg rating just because you don’t like the themes – they’re tagged so if you don’t like rape, incest etc just don’t read it.
As she reached the door, she waved to the neighbors as they climbed into their car. They were nice enough people, but them going out for the night was good – there would be no complaints if the surround sound was turned up as ridiculously loud as Emily and her father liked for movie nights.
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Nick stood as he heard the sound of his daughters key scrabbling at the door, not even bothering to minimize the lewd video that had been playing on his PC. He had no idea what to do about everything he had found out that day, but he would have to just see what happened.
As soon as he walked out of the bedroom door, he was greeted by his daughters beaming smile.
“Hey Daddy, sorry about being so grumpy on Saturday. I thought I’d make dinner tonight and we can do a movie night?”
“Uh, yeah” he replied, struck with doubt. His beloved daughters innocent smile, her button nose and the the freckles scattered across her cheeks made it difficult to say no. And yet… he had seen that same face on the video, twisted with lust as she had cum, moaning his name. It had to be an elaborate fake, didn’t it?
Sensing his hesitation, her smile seemed to fade. “Is everything okay Dad?”
“Sure Honey” he replied with a forced smile of his own “Just a long day at work. Sounds like fun.”
She ran and hugged him, the innocent, bubbly girl once more, then shot off to the kitchen. He watched her as she left, her long ginger hair bouncing as she rounded the corner, and followed. She wore a loose white shirt and pants, but still he had no trouble making out the shape of her narrow waist and wide hips, and the shape of her round, firm ass above her toned gymnasts thighs.
He shook his head. Surely his own daughter couldn’t be the girl in the video. Surely it had to be a fake. But… her voice. And what about those recent searches in her computer? He had been so sure it was her, but perhaps emotion had clouded his judgement.
Watching as she shuffled around in the fridge, he decided to find out.
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The girl was happy for the first time in weeks. As she reached for the onion, her father stood silently watching her, an odd look on his face. He was probably just puzzled about her behavior after the last fortnight of hiding in her room. She was happy to have him standing there, as long as he was happy.
“So how did you like the party?”
Her heart skipped a beat, and she froze before a thought came to her.
“Oh, the one on Saturday?” she asked, remembering her drunken actions, how she had almost let herself be used by two of the boys there in an attempt to erase the memory of that hellish night two weeks before. She turned to her father and smiled. “Pretty lame”
He appeared to hesitate, looking at his daughter for a short time before he spoke. “And what about the one two weeks ago?”
Emily turned to face her father, and the color drained from her face. “I – I didn’t-“
“So it was you” he said quietly, a hard edge to his voice.
The girl began to shake, and she fell to her knees, her face in her hands as she began to sob.
“You filthy little slut” he continued as he stood looming above her, his face a mask of barely contained rage “What kind of filthy whore tricks her own father into fucking her?”
“No daddy!” She cried, only now realizing what little he actually knew “I didn’t! They forced me!”
“Dont lie to me, Emily”
“I was tied down and drugged!” the girl bawled, looking up into her beloved father’s face.
He slapped her hard, sending her reeling, and she wailed in terror as the tears flowed down her cheeks. She was shocked; he had never raised a hand to her in her entire life. Now he grabbed a handful of her long red hair, and twisted painfully so she was forced to look up at him.
“I don’t know what to do with a whore like you”
Emily began to protest, but another slap followed. Then, to her horror, he began to fumble with the belt of his pants. Emily tried to squirm away, but his grip on her hair was like iron. She tried to tell him the truth, but each time she spoke his hand would stop fumbling with his pants and slap her again. She gave up, her cheeks burning, and simply sobbed.
Then her fathers pants dropped, and Emily shuddered as she saw his cock with her own eyes. Seeing it on the cameras two weeks past had been horrifying enough, but now it was leveled at her face. Well over eight inches long and covered with veins, it looked about as thick as her wrist, and it terrified her.
The hand tangled in her thick, red hair twisted, and the girl cried out in pain. The huge, mean looking organ rubbed against her face, and Nick groaned as her felt the soft skin of his daughters cheek against his cock.
“Suck it” he commanded, twisting her head back so she faced upwards and rubbing his thick shaft on her lips.
She attempted to squirm away, shaking her head back and forth and squeezing her eyes shut, but he was far too strong. His cock pressed against her lips, the invading head attempting to force them apart. Then he twisted her hair, and she cried out in pain. In the instant her mouth was open, her father thrust his thick cock inside. The sweet girl cried, tears streaming down her face as her mouth was filled with the taste of her fathers skin. He twisted her head back and looked down into her eyes, a look of pure lust plastered on his face as he pressed himself into his daughters wet little mouth.
“Suck it” he repeated, twisting her hair even harder.
Emily obediently wrapped her lips around her fathers thick shaft, squeezing her eyes shut as he began to slide in and out of her. Tears streamed down her cheeks, which burned with shame as she remembered that horrible night. She could feel her loins tingling with desire, and struggled not to sob as she felt her body reacting, her pussy growing moist. Her jaw ached as her father pumped his organ into her mouth, her small mouth struggling to fit him, terrified at the thought of what would happen if she didn’t please him.
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Nick groaned as his daughter struggled against him, his hand tangled in her silky red hair. He looked down into her big, round eyes, wet with tears, and felt a pang of remorse. But no, he thought to himself. Hadn’t she tricked him? The video of that night, her taped confession, and her computer history painted a clear picture – she had set him up to take her virginity, and had fantasized about this.
She wanted this.
He was distracted by the gagging sound she made as his large, thick cock pushed past her tonsils, his daughters hot little wet mouth feeling wonderful as he jerked her head back and forth. He felt the pressure building up in his balls, and began pumping himself into her faster and faster, harder and harder. Then it was time, and he pulled her fully onto him, filling his daughters throat as her hands flailed wildly, pushing weakly against his hips to shove him backwards. He let out another long, low groan as he erupted in his daughters throat, his cum filling her mouth as his vice-like grip in her hair went slack.
“Oh god, Emily” he murmered, slowly sliding hiself from her, his thick shaft slick with his daughters saliva as cum ran down her dainty chin, a strand of spit and sperm hanging between his knob and her lips for a moment.
Despite her tears, she licked her lips. Her fathers heart skipped a beat as he watched her little pink tongue circling her lips to suck it back into her mouth. Still breathing heavily, her body wracked with sobs, she collapsed onto the floor – then turned onto her stomach and lifted her ass for him.
Nick grinned, any feelings of guilt gone.
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Emily almost puked as her fathers thick cock slid from her mouth, his hot cum spilling from her mouth and dripping down her chin. She subconsciously licked her lips in an attempt to clean the foul goo from her face. It mixed with her tears and saliva, the taste thick and salty.
She attempted to lift a hand to wipe herself clean, but her body was weakened from the ordeal; she buckled and fell to one side, turning to lay face down on the cold tiles of the kitchen floor. Her legs scrabbled weakly beneath her, and she managed to lift her butt off the ground.
Then she felt a hand hooked in the waistband of her jeans, and screamed as she was half lifted, half dragged from the room. She was turned around thrown onto her fathers bed. The girl looked up helplessly at her father as he fumbled to unbutton her tight jeans. The waistband scratched at her hips as the pants were wrenched down to her knees, and she kicked feebly as they were pulled completely free. Suddenly he was on top of her, kissing and biting the soft skin of her neck as his hand slipped under her shirt. Rough hands tore at the white fabric, and the buttons popped open one by one as the cool air washed over her pale, toned young body. Ignoring her protests, her father gripped the front of her white bra and tore it away, the hooks snapping as the girl struggled.
She turned her head to the side as he climbed onto the bed, crawling between her legs to position himself above his terrified daughter. Emily squeeled as a large hand grabbed her left breast and twisted, pinching her nipple between thick, calloused fingers. Her father smiled at her.
“Lets make this as good as last time”
Emily sobbed as her father lowered himself onto her, kissing the tears from her soft, freckled cheek. Her mind went back to that horrible night, when her father had first deflowered her. But this was so much worse – this time he knew who she was. She could smell his sweat, and the stench of beer on his breath.
“Oh yes baby,” he growled in her ear as his free hand continued to grope and twist at her breast “I missed this tight little body!”
He began to kiss his way down her neck, breathing in her scent, savoring the silky softness of her pale skin. She turned her head in disgust as his mouth trailed down her chest, his hand gripping her and sucking her round, pink nipple into his mouth. She lifted her hands to push him off, but he grabbed the straying hands and held them down on the bed, pinning her beneath his weight.
“Please, daddy…” she whimpered “Don’t do this.”
He snarled in response, biting down hard, snarling like an animal in outrage. “Don’t EVER say no to me again, you little slut!”
The rough hands slipped down, and he slid two fingers into her tight pink slit as she sobbed quietly. Despite the situation, he laughed; a bitter, cruel laugh.
“You know, I almost felt bad then. But you’re soaking wet! You love this, don’t you baby!”
His hands grabbed her legs beneath the knees and lifted, forcing her to lift her ass and part her legs. She sniffled miserably as he lowered himself onto her, his cock pressing against her tight slit as he climbed pup her naked body. He began kissing her mouth as she turned away, his wet tongue snaking between her soft lips. He grabbed himself as his weight forced her legs further apart, guiding the head of his thick organ to her tight little pink slit. He rubbed himself against the velvety folds of her moist flesh and leaned forward, forcing her tight pussy lips apart. She screamed as his fat cock slid into her, pushing deeper and deeper, her fathers enormous shaft stretching her painfully as it filled her.
She tried to open her legs wider, anything to minimize the splitting pain as his oversized organ slid into her, the searing pain shooting up from her loins as the smooth, veiny shaft slid into her inch by inch. She stared up at the nightmarish sight of her own father looming over her and he pressed her knees to her shoulders. Then he hit her cervix, and sparks of pain shot up through her body as she groaned. He seemed to rest inside her for a moment, his balls resting on her ass as he bent down to kiss her lips. Then he pulled back, creating a gap between their bodies. Emily looked down at the grotesque sight as her beloved fathers oversized shaft slid from her, slick and shiny from her own juices and a hint of blood as the lips of her sore, red slit clenched tightly around him, her velvet folds caressing him even as he raped her. He pulled out further, until only the head of his cock remained inside her. Her aching pussy felt some small measure of relief for a moment. Then he bent down, putting his lips to her ear.
“You’re mine”, he growled, his teeth grazing her earlobe as he pulled back.
He shoved himself into her. Emily screamed as her fathers full length slid into her abused pussy, plunging painfully into her depths as his balls rested at her entrance. He began to fuck her, ramming himself into her again and again. The unwanted sensations began to mount. Emily lifted her hips, closed her eyes, and surrendered.
