Raped degraded daughter

CHAPTER TWO

Jim Simmons pressed his daughter's body down on the bed. His big hands moved with lightning speed, empowered by his pent-up lust. One hand pulled the top of her dress down in front. The other shoved her dress up high on her flat belly. Then his glazed eyes devoured her cute little blue panties and matching bra. The bra was delightful, just two small triangles of filmy blue stuff. He could see Linda's nipples through the cups and her pussy through the light panties. Linda gasped as his gaze roamed freely over her lithe young body. She felt naked beneath his horny stare and his burning eyes told her that her nightmare had begun. Her worst fears were going to come true.

"Daddy… please don't look at me like that." She tried to cover her body. Her father looked mean and shoved her hands away.

"Just let me look at you," he said sternly. He pinned her wrists to her sides so she couldn't adjust her dress modestly. He wanted to enjoy a free look at her ripe, pointed tits and young pussy.

Linda shuddered. Tears stung Linda's blue eyes, and she whimpered.

"That isn't all you want to do to me. I know what you want to do." She sniffled like a hurt child. "Please don't, Daddy. Please don't do it to me."

Her father was excited by her softness and pleading voice. "Don't do what to you?"

"You know what."

"Tell me."

"No! You just want me to talk dirty!"

Jim laughed lewdly and his eyes seemed to blaze with fires.

"Tell me what you don't want me to do to you," he cajoled. He eyed her pouting young lips with lust and whispered: "Let me hear you say it."

"No!" Linda cried, twisting her face away so she wouldn't have to see the raw lust in his eyes.

"You will, baby," her father said slowly. "You'll say lots of nice sexy things, one of these days. You'll see."

"I never will!" Linda cried.

"Yes, you will. You're gonna do everything I tell you, you little cockteaser. Don't play coy with me. You've been cockteasing me for over a year now, and you know it. You sexy little bitch. Well, don't worry. Your old dad knows what you need. I've got what you want."

Linda could only twist helplessly and cry out: "Let me go! Leave me alone! Don't you dare touch me! I'll scream! I'll tell on you!"

To her dismay, her dad's eyes flared menacingly and he suddenly slapped her across the face. Her head jerked on the bed under the force of the blow. He slapped her again and glared at her until she burst into tears.

"Don't you ever say a thing like that again, you little bitch!" he snarled dangerously. "You hear me? You threaten me like that, and I'll beat you within an inch of your life! Scream, will you! Tell on me, will you!"

Linda didn't realize what she had let herself in for. But she soon found out. To her surprise and dread, her father stumbled to his feet and unbuckled his belt. Linda watched him unsnake the belt from around his waist, saw the leather strap swing loosely in the air.

"Daddy!" she gasped. "Wha… what are you going to do?"

Her answer came in a stinging blow of the belt to her naked young thighs. Linda screamed at the sudden pain. Her father had never spanked her in her life, much less beat her with his belt! Now the leather strap whistled through the air again and again. Linda cried out and bounced on the bed with each blow to her body. The belt smashed against her defenseless tits. Then her father seemed to aim for her crotch. The very end of the belt whipped against her pussy. Screaming, Linda jerked around onto her belly to escape the belt, but that left her ass fully exposed, and her father took advantage of her position. He gave her ass quite a few whacks of the strap, until the poor girl was whimpering and weeping soulfully. Only then did he let the belt fall to the floor.

Linda sobbed and shivered. And she curled up on the bed.

Her father, breathing heavily and smelling of stale liquor, knelt on the bed and pulled her body around. He got her onto her back and gazed lewdly at her.

"Now are you gonna be a good girl?" he sneered.

Linda swallowed audibly, fear gripping her heart. Her tits heaved and her breath came in little gasps as she surrendered and whimpered: "Yes… yes!"

"That's better," her dad said, grinning lustfully. Leaning down, he plastered his mouth against hers. He plunged his thick tongue into her small mouth and filled it with his lust. Linda caught her breathas the weight of his body crushed her to the bed. Sobbing helplessly, she went lax as his tongue fucked in and out of her mouth and she submitted to his superior male strength. She was cornered, trapped like a helpless little animal. Her father was boss, master, and she was servant, slave. She cried softly as her dad kissed her in a dirty way. Against her will her tits and pussy came alive.

In that moment of fear and anguish, Linda knew that she was slave to more than just her father's incredible lust for her. There was the matter of her own blossoming body. Even as her dad's tongue ravished her unwilling mouth, she remembered the sex scenes she had peeked at. She remembered peering into their bedroom and seeing her father's immense cock raping Janet's cunt, and she remembered the stirrings within her own body when she looked at those dreadful scenes. What frightened her now, as her father's big body pinned hers, was that she could feel those same stirrings deep in her cunt, and she didn't want them! But she couldn't stop them!

Jim Simmons breathed heavily through his flared nostrils as he kissed his sexy little girl and felt her lithe young body so vibrant beneath his. In his growing passion, he broke the wet, sloppy kiss, slipping his horny mouth to Linda's soft, smooth throat. His big hands moved up and down her sides, dragging her dress this way and that until more of her flesh was touchable.

Linda felt his hot hands run up and down her body, making her more and more naked. Her senses reeled as her flesh crawled with unwanted sensations. The feelings made her go weak, like a kitten succumbing to gentle strokes.

She felt incredibly helpless now. Her father's lust seemed to be drowning her in a sea of sensation.

She was too young to realize that her father was systematically and subtly seducing her. And he was enjoying himself. He would have raped her, if it had been necessary, but the whipping had rendered her obedient enough to seduce.

All Linda knew was that she was afraid of her father now; afraid to defy him, afraid to fight against him, afraid to stop him from raping her. As gentle as he might be with her, this was still rape to the young girl. Her drunken, raunchy father was ravishing her against her will, defiling her, shaming her. And she knew that she could never tell a soul about this! How could she? She would be so ashamed! How could she tell even her best friend that her dad was feeling her up, lying on her with a huge hard-on in his pants?

She wanted to curse her father, the way her mother often had cursed him, but she could only whimper helplessly beneath his great weight as he licked his tongue over her neck.

She wanted to protest in some way when she felt her father's fingers clawing at her little bra, but she could only weep softly as he lewdly bared her jutting young tits, mauling them with his rough hands. Her tears fell faster when his hand reached down to push at her panties. Linda heard the small things rip, and she cried harder as his fingers contacted the soft flesh of her naked young cunt.

She gasped when she felt him press one big finger between the lips of her pussy. Her whole body stiffened and she cried: "Daddy! No! Please don't put your finger in me!"

"What's the big deal?" her father muttered into her ear. "Don't try to tell me you're really a virgin!"

"But I am! Oh, I am! Daddy, please! I am a virgin! I've never let a boy do that! I swear! Daddy! Please believe me! Don't hurt me!"

"There's one way to find out," Jim Simmons groaned lustfully, and he gently pushed the tip of his middle finger into his daughter's tight young pussy-hole. When he met with fleshy resistance, he gasped. "Jesus Christ! You've been telling the truth! God damn! You're still cherry? God damn!"

"I told you!" Linda cried hopefully. Now that her dad saw that she was telling the truth, he'd take pity on her, wouldn't he? He wouldn't break her cherry, would he? "So let me go! Don't hurt me, Daddy! Let me go! I've been saving it for my husband."

To Linda's dismay, her father laughed lewdly.

"Your husband!" he bellowed, "You expect to save your cherry until you get married?"

"Yes! Yes!" Linda wailed, trying to close her thighs against her father's disturbing hand.

"You're nuts, baby," her dad murmured. "You'll be lucky if you're still cherry tonight!"

"Daddy! No! Ohhh, no, Daddy! You wouldn't! Please, let me go! Let me go!"

She started to struggle and fight in earnest then, and Jim realized that he'd have to change his tactics. He shouldn't have frightened her like that. It was stupid of him.

He pinned her writhing body down, quickly kissed her ear and whispered: "Easy, baby, easy. I'm not taking your cherry, am I? See?"

"I'm just petting your pussy. Come on, now. Just relax. You know I want to play with your cunt. You've been driving me crazy for so long."

"I… I didn't mean to," Linda said nervously as she relaxed her legs. Maybe if she let her dad feel her up, she'd be safe.

"That a girl," Jim murmured soothingly, kissing one of her jutting tits and rubbing her pussy-lips softly. "Just relax and let me play with you. I don't want to hurt you, Linda. I just want to have some fun."

The heat of his mouth startled Linda as he gently sucked one of her proud, jutting tits. The moving wetness of his tongue made her pink nipple spike and tingle more than it ever did when she played with it. A soft moan escaped her throat as her father ravished her tit and gently rubbed her moist cunt-lips.

Smiling to himself, Jim Simmons teased his daughter's pussy by continually nudging her cherry and giving her feelings she wasn't accustomed to. Even when Linda played with herself, she had always been very careful not to insert her finger too far into her cunt. Now, even though her dad wasn't really pushing all of his finger into her, he was teasing her cherry, and his finger was much thicker than her own! This, too, added to the unwanted sensations in her cunt.

Her moans delighted Jim, even though she didn't know that. Linda hardly knew when she was moaning. All she knew was that she was afraid of her father, that she was all but naked with him on her bed, and that he was doing strange and disturbing things to her tits and pussy!

Her father was constantly thinking of her cherry, even as he slowly and lovingly ravished her arching tits. He sucked the other one and caressed the first, giving her cunt a rest, as if he weren't that interested in it. This gave his little girl a false sense of security. At least he wasn't attacking her pussy!

Linda peered down and watched what her father was doing to her tits. She saw his strong hand, big on the firm globe of her tit, gently kneading her flesh as his thumb rubbed her spiking pink nipple to make it tingle. She gazed at his mouth, so busy on her other tit, and she felt his tongue lashing her nipple. This sort of treatment, Linda suddenly realized, could drive a girl crazy.

"Daddy," she panted. "Please, stop now."

Her father chuckled against her tit, and his hand dropped to her slim waist. Linda caught her breath as he pulled off the last of her little panties, then flung them away. He pried her legs open with his large hand and Linda felt his hard-on throb against her thigh right through his pants. It was awfully close to her pussy!

"Daddy! Please!" she pleaded tearfully, afraid now that he was going to rape her for sure. "Don't do it to me!"

Her father lifted his face from her tits and grinned at her. "What are you yelling about? My cock isn't even out!"

"I can feel it!" Linda protested. "I know what you want to do to me! Please, don't, Daddy. You should respect me. I'm your daughter."

"I'm not going to fuck you," Jim said, chuckling. "I just want to eat you."

"Eat me!" Linda cried, alarmed. Girlfriends had told her about pussy-licking. That could really drive a girl out of her mind… especially when a boy did it!

"Either that… or this," her father said, and he nudged her naked thigh with his hardon. "What do you say? Can I lick your pussy for you and make you feel good, or do I stick my cock in you right now?"

"Daddy!" Linda gasped, shocked. "You're filthy! Just like Mom said!"

"Never mind that," her father said roughly, glaring into her frightened young eyes. "Do I fuck you or eat you? Make up your mind, but you're getting one or the other."

The decision wasn't hard to make. Linda wanted to keep her cherry.

"You… you can… lick me," she stammered, embarrassed and blushing.

Jim Simmons smiled with victory. So far, so good. He maneuvered his way down, coming to rest on his elbows between Linda's white thighs. He gave her furry young cunt a little kiss to start with. Linda's hips jerked at the touch of his mouth. When he kissed her pussy again, she closed her eyes against the feelings. She didn't want to like any of this. She just wanted her dad to get it over with and leave her alone. With that thought in mind, she opened her legs for his face.

Linda couldn't help it. She let out a squeal when her father's wicked tongue first slithered between her moist pussy-lips. And she gasped loudly when the tip of his tongue kissed the mouth of her fuck-hole. What a feeling! The girls had told her about cunt-licking, but they could never describe just how intense the pleasure was!

She shuddered all over and her hips quivered as her father used his tongue up her pussy-hole with a passion. He was obviously tongue fucking her, yet preserving her virginity. Linda's boggled mind couldn't comprehend what was happening to her. How could her father's thick tongue get so far up in her pussy, right past her cherry? He couldn't break it with his tongue, could he? No. Of course not. Linda never heard of such a thing. No, it must, be that her cunt simply gave way to his tongue as it slithered in and out of her body.

Satisfied that her cherry was still intact, Linda was able to relax somewhat and submit to her raunchy dad's lewd sucking of her pussy. She hated him for it, but she could only whimper helplessly as his long tongue raped her virgin hole. The tickle in her pussy drove her crazy, and she couldn't help but twist a little on his tongue.

Her father gripped her nervous hips and shafted all of his tongue up into her squirmy fuck-hole. Then something happened which Linda wasn't prepared for… the first orgasm of her lifetime!

She felt it tearing through her cunt and shouted: "Daddy! No! Ohhhh, nooooooo! I don't wanna do this with you! No, no, nooo! Ohhh, please, stop, stop… no, noooooo! Oh, my God! I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cummmmmiiiinnngggggg."

Her eyes rolled in her head. Her hands grasped her arching, pointed tits and squeezed hard. Her hips writhed. Her cute little ass quivered and shook and humped crazily on the bed. And her pussy flooded wetly as her wicked dad tongued and sucked and licked and lapped. Her cunt was soaked in a flashflood of hot juices. If ever a pussy was ready for cock, this was it. And Jim Simmons knew that.

Even as his pretty daughter's head rocked senselessly to and fro on the bed, he mounted her, kneeling between her trembling thighs. Linda dimly sensed the presence of his cockhead near the entrance of her soaked cunt. Her hands went up to push at his chest. She tried to open her eyes, tried to emerge from her trance of orgasmic senselessness.

"Daddy… no, nooooo…" she panted, sensing his presence, feeling his big chest coming down on her jutting tits. "Daddy, don't take my cherry! Please don't!"

But Jim Simmons couldn't stop now. His prickhead was lodged between her tight young pussy-lips.

He gripped her wrists, pinning them to the bed above her head. Lowering his face to her straining young tits, he sucked at them as he, inched his prick into her quivering body.

"I've been wanting to do this for a long time," he groaned lustfully.

"No, nooo, doooooon't." Linda whimpered as she felt another inch of thick cock wedge into her virgin cunt. She braced herself for the extreme pain she had heard about, but the pain never came. Her clever father had sucked her cunt to a nice, juicy climax, and now he was inching into her pussy with his prick. He didn't rip into her, as Linda had heard in horror stories.

No, Jim Simmons wanted to thoroughly enjoy his daughter's cherry. So he gritted his teeth against his own lust and entered his daughter's cunt-hole almost lovingly. His massive cock grew larger by the minute, yet he slowly and gently inched it into her trembling young body.

Even so, Linda bit her lower lip and wept as she felt inch upon inch of her father's big prick invade the privacy of her virginal cunt. She gasped when she felt her father's pubic hair press against hers. Every solid inch of his cock was imbedded in her pussy. Where was the pain?

Her dad breathed deeply, and his chest crushed her ripe, jutting tits. He covered her mouth with his and kissed her passionately as he slowly pulled back. His cock inched out as it had inched in, just to the head. Then he pushed back into her.

A moment later, he was fucking his virgin daughter. His prick slid way in, then drew back, then plunged into her a little harder. With each new thrust, Linda moaned and gasped, and her whole body whipped on the bed. Her dad grew wildly horny then, once her pussy was soaked and sucking, and he started fucking her crazily. Her small body got lost beneath his giant frame as he pressed her deeper into the bed and fucked all of his rigid fuck-pole in and out of her twisting, screwing pussy.

Linda Simmons was completely out of her mind with unwanted and premature adult sexual emotions. Her pretty head lolled from side to side. Her hands clasped and unclasped spasmodically in her father's grip as her pussy came and came and came on his rampaging cock. Just the length of his prick was enough to keep Linda in a state of drunken headiness. Her dad's fucking left her senseless.

Just when she thought the worst was over, the incredible happened. Her father chewed one of her tits and his cock exploded in her cunt. He fucked her rapidly then, and pumped a big load of thick jism into her helplessly churning cunt. That feeling made her come even more than ever and the crazed thought crossed her befuddled young mind; she would never stop cumming!

But she did stop cumming moments later, after her father climbed off the bed. He stood gazing at her writhing, quivering naked body and murmured: "You were good, baby. I knew you'd be a good fuck. Sweet. Nice. Did you like it?"

Linda rolled onto her tummy, buried her face in her pillow and wouldn't answer him. He left the room chuckling and feeling victorious. His little girl's cherry had been delicious!

Linda sobbed for a long time before she got to her feet and saw the small spot of blood on her bed. She gathered up all the blankets and sheets, and she took them to the washing machine in the kitchen.

"Fix us something to eat while you're out there," her father called.

Linda started to weep again. But she obeyed her father. And with her heart sinking, the young teenager knew she would have to obey him from now on. She wasn't only his maid now. She was his sex slave. And she knew it. She could tell. Every fiber of her being told her that. She hadn't seen the last of her father's evil cock.