Total pages in book: 8
Estimated words: 6797 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 34(@200wpm)___ 27(@250wpm)___ 23(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 6797 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 34(@200wpm)___ 27(@250wpm)___ 23(@300wpm)
“Have you talked to my father?” I ask on the drive over. I haven't seen my parents since Corano took me from them, and I hadn’t missed them once.
“A bit.”
“They know we’re coming?”
“Yes.” I sense irritation in Corano’s tone.
“What’s wrong? Did I-”
“You did nothing wrong, little one. You’re perfect. I just like to remind John what is no longer his and that you belong to me.” I press my thighs together, and my clit starts to throb.
I hate my father. Corano is convinced he has some kind of obsession with me. That’s why he kept me on such a short leash. I don’t think my new daddy cares for the fact that I once had another daddy, but it wasn’t the same. Corano believes my father would have crossed the line and had me for himself. Corano said that the escorts my father would get when he went out gambling often looked similar to me, and he’d call them by my name.
We pull up to the house, and Daddy helps me out of the car. My old home is not so ominous anymore, and I feel nothing when I see it.
“Mr. Corano.” John greets us at the door, and I notice he looks ten years older. Corano only nods at him. “Lacy.” My father tries to hug me, but Corano wraps his hand around his throat and pins him to the wall before he can get close to me.
“We do not touch. If you try it again, I’ll snap your neck.”
“Sorry,” my father chokes out, and Corano releases him. John gasps for air and then speaks while still coughing. “Come to the living room. My wife is still cooking.”
Corano puts his hand on my back and guides me toward the living room, where a Christmas tree sits and a fire is going in the fireplace. The tree is sad with only a few decorations. Corano got a giant one for the living room and his office. It took me all day to decorate them, but it was wonderful. Underneath them both is already loaded with presents. I’ve been able to find a way each day to get Daddy to let me open one. It’s been a fun game we’ve played.
“How are things?” my father asks, taking a seat in one of the leather chairs.
Corano does the same, and he pats his lap for me to sit in it, and I do. Then he spreads my thighs which makes my dress ride up and exposes my bare sex to my father.
“Things couldn’t be better.” Corano slips his hand between my legs and starts to play with me. I let out a small moan as his other hand comes to the top of my dress. “I bred her.” He gives a tug so one of my breasts pops out, and he begins to grope it. “She already has some cream coming in. I don’t know which is sweeter, her cunt or milk.”
My father licks his lips as he watches us.
“She’s, ah, pregnant?” My father stutters over his words as his hand strokes his erection through his pants.
“How could she not be? You think I don’t take your daughter's tight teenage pussy as often as I can?” Daddy slips a finger into me and starts to work it in and out. “No matter how hard or often I fuck her, she’s still tight and always begging for cock.”
Corano grinds his palm into my clit as he thrusts his finger in and out. I can’t hear what he’s saying anymore because I’m lost in my own pleasure.
“Cum for your Daddy,” he says in my ear. “Cum for me.” I cry out as my body obeys him, and he pulls his finger out to suck it clean. “Now I’m hard.”
“I’m sorry, Daddy,” I say as I slip off his lap. “Please let me take care of you,” I beg, going for his belt.
“Always so greedy for it.” He smiles as he strokes my cheek. “Go on, then, show me how well you can do it.”
“Oh fuck.” I hear John groan when I get Daddy’s cock out and suck it into my mouth. Daddy grips my hair as I bob my head up and down his hard length. I can hear my father making grunting noises, and out of the corner of my eye I see him stroking himself as he watches us. He wants me, but he can never have me. He was a bad daddy.
Instead, I stay bent over so he can see how wet I am between my legs while I suck off my real Daddy. I hollow out my cheeks as I take Corano as far into my throat as I can.
“That’s a good girl. You’re so good for me.” Corano strokes my hair. “I’m going to cum in your mouth, and I want you to suck it down,” he says a second before he explodes into my mouth.