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[dykepet]

The fantasy of a creepy perv dad teaching his dykey daughter about "real sex" is evergreen

[dykeinspaceofficial]

I’m like if your little sister/brother/sibling or daughter/son/kid or niece/nephew or cousin or whatever was a self-lubricating fleshlight. That moaned when you hit it

[locketkid]

how 2 not feel lik a bad kid all da time

[lezhuntrrrrrrr]

you may think that your daughter being a butch lesbian is even more reason not to take firsts that really, really should not belong to you; this is backwards. who else could be able to truly understand the gravity of when you finally have her legs spread for what she thought she’d never take? are you willing to leave her gold star to chance, knowing she could very well end up with some random, ungrateful college boy that wastes her little experimental phase and ruins your shot at grandkids? don’t be ridiculous. just because she thinks she’s above it doesn’t mean she should miss out on someone properly coveting the chance to make her a woman

[ssshbaby]

Sssh baby♡ short story

♡ TW: Hard cnc, violence, fauxcest, sort of kidnapping idk

♡ Word Count: 2.2k (completed)

The sound of his hand hitting my face is ringing through my ears. I feel like I’m so close to tears, my vision has been blurry for a while but I don’t want to give him an opportunity to laugh at me again. I’ve been on the floor for hours now, getting hit on repeat. My skin is fiery and with every slap that I get I’m reminded of how I put myself in this situation.

“Keep counting baby, I know you can do it” he smiles “I’m sure you can take some more” his hands softly brushing my bruised cheeks.

“One-hundred.. forty-two” I mutter through my sobs, and I know what’s going to come if I stop counting. I have to take them and do what I’m told if I want to get out of this basement without too much trouble.

“Good girl” he says while unbuckling his belt “You are taking it so well for dad”. The metallic hardware tinkles as he is taking it off and a long, electric shiver travels down my spine in anticipation. I can’t help but think of what he could possibly do to me, I did all that he’s asked without complaining or crying yet. Why would he interrupt my punishment right now? 

As I’m lost in thoughts and fear another slap gets thrown across my face, hitting me so hard that I’m seeing stars and black spots all around me.

“Stop thinking mutt, it’s useless” he grins “Thoughts are for people who have options, but you? You don’t have any. You’re not even going to be a person anymore by the time I’m finished with you, so stop trying.” he smacks the belt loudly in front of me, making me whine in desperation “You have no choice but to take whatever dad wants to give you”.

I try to look up at him but my head is spinning way too fast and my vision is compromised, I’d surely fall to the ground if I wasn’t already there. While trying to compose an answer that could satisfy him, warm tears start running down my sensitive cheeks. The pain and the fear are making it impossible for me to think rationally. I finally meet his dark eyes and I realize there’s really nothing I can say that could save me this time.

“You understood, huh? Such an obedient slut, it’s like you were born for this” 

I nod terrified, lowering my gaze to the floor. The cold concrete under my bare legs feels like silvery quicksand, pulling me downwards, trapping me even more in his sick game. 

“Dad wants to teach you a fun new game tonight” he smacks the belt again, right in front of my eyes “Do you want to play?” he asks mockingly, knowing fully well I’ll do whatever he wants. I nod aggressively, snot and tears dripping on the ground “Yeah, I thought so”.

His smile widens, but his sharp gaze is cutting through my body as if I were nothing more than a stupid piece of meat for him to play with. He grabs me by the hair and pulls my head up, then loops the belt around my neck, tightening it so much that I’m immediately left out of breath. 

“I like when you’re desperate, you’re so much prettier like this” he whispers while pulling me towards him “Now close you eyes” I obey, letting my lids fall shut “It’s so easy to control you, it's crazy how little time it took for you to learn what your place is”.

My heart is racing, I feel it pounding so intensely into my chest that I’m afraid it could burst out of my body, but I have to think of something. 

He places his free hand at the edge of my shirt, slipping a couple fingers under it so that he could reach my skin “Your skin is so soft, it’s almost painful to ruin it” he says right before grabbing my waist so hard that I let out a whimper “Sssh baby, it’s alright. You’re going to like it, I know”. I open my eyes just a bit to see his expression, but I immediately get punished with another slap. “I told you to close those pretty eyes of yours, you made dad really angry.”

He takes a blindfold and covers my eyes “This should do, stupid mutt” he whispers in my ear “You don’t want to see what’s coming next”.

I can hear him step away to grab something and then come back to me, taking both my hands and securing them tightly behind my back with some kind of tape. I try to fight back but I’m just not strong enough “I told you to stop trying bitch” he grins.

He grabs the belt still sitting around my neck and drags me for a couple meters, until I’m pressed against a cold wall. I cry a little more, my legs hurting from the scratches I just got on the floor. I can’t see anything anymore and feel completely overpowered, soon realising I’m nowhere near the end of this torture.

He spreads my legs with a rough movement, moving my skirt away and positioning himself in between them “Now cry harder baby, cry for dad” he says as he starts rubbing my pussy from above my panties. I can’t help but obey and whine, helplessly trying to escape his hands. He keeps on rubbing me and pulling me towards him with the belt, until I eventually stop complaining and fighting back “See? It’s all better when you let me do what I want” he says before kissing my forehead “You should trust your dad”.

I can feel his fingers pressing harder against me, making me twitch and gasp loudly “please stop” I mutter through my sobs and cries, but he just laughs at me and moves my panties to the side, then slapping my cunt repeatedly “What? I can’t hear you” he says with a sweet tone, but I can’t find the courage to reply so I just stay silent and endure the hits. “Did you say anything, bitch?” he stops and I can finally catch my breath, but before I can answer he tightens the belt around my neck again, making me gasp for air once more “Shut the fuck up and take it like a good girl, hm?” he spits and I immediately nod with my lips pressed against each other, being careful to not make any sound at all. “Open your filthy mouth, now” he orders, so I open it and as soon as I stick my tongue out he shoves two fingers inside, fucking my throat as harshly as he possibly could. I start drooling all over his hand while he pulls my leash with the other, making embarrassing sounds and shaking like a leaf while completely blind, tied up and helpless. A hot feeling starts to spread inside of my body but I can’t quite tell what that is, as I’m too busy trying not to choke on his thick digits. 

“Good girl, so good for dad” he says as I’m about to blackout. He then pulls his fingers out and quickly lowers his hand in between my thighs “Are you enjoying it?” he asks mockingly, before putting those same sticky fingers in my sensitive cunt all in one go, making me scream at the top of my lungs “Yeah, I knew you’d love this game” he grins and reaches for my tits with his face, biting one of my turgid nipples from above my shirt. I scream in pain again, knowing fully well that my fear gets him off more than anything else.

He starts fingering me at a fast pace, ignoring all of my whines and cries, making me into a wet hot mess on the floor. His sweat drips onto my clothes making me feel even dirtier, as he keeps pounding into me with such strength that I’m getting bruises on my shoulders and ass from getting slammed against the wall with each thrust.

“You’re getting quite wet, mh? No need to pretend you don’t like my fingers deep into your pathetic little cunt” he mocks me once again, making fun of my needy hole. No one would want this, so why is my pussy all warm and creamy? Maybe my body is trying to protect me from the friction or maybe he’s right when he says I’m a slut. Maybe all of this is actually my fault. The tears stop forming in my rims as I relax my muscles.

“Don’t tell me you’ve surrendered already” he coos, “I’ve still got a surprise for you”. He slaps my pussy again and then gets up, leaving me there blindfolded and bound for a while. My whole body is aching and I feel a strong, electrifying pulse deep in my tummy. 

He comes back, shutting the door behind him “Did you miss me?” he says “Now open your stupid mouth for me again”. I obey, without whining or sobbing, spreading my lips wide and letting my tongue out “Yes, just like that mutt” he then proceeds to put something big and cold inside “Suck it”. I don’t understand what it is but I try to suck, even if it’s rock hard and barely fits in my mouth, as he pulls me towards the object by my leather collar. I’m struggling to take it in, so I try to step back a little to breathe but that just made him face fuck me into the wall “You seemed to like this back in your room, what’s up now huh? Can’t take it anymore, slut?” I soon realize it is my glass dildo that he’s forcing into my mouth. I try to scream again as I’m about to pass out from the lack of air, so he pulls it out and flips me over, positioning me like a dog with my ass up and face smashed on the ground, panting and drooling saliva all over the floor. 

“I wish I could fuck you with my cock, but you don’t deserve that. You can’t even make your dad hard, what a useless daughter” his voice is so cold and flat that it gives me chills all over my body. I can feel my clothes ripping, my top and the skirt falling off of me, leaving my shivering skin exposed to his touch. The only thing I have left on me is the belt hanging off my bare neck, which he grabs to pull me as he pleases once again. I cry silently, defeated by the idea that he’s going to fully abuse me.

He spanks my ass a few times, each one harder than the one before “Yes baby, cry, just like that” he says before putting the dildo on my pussy, moving it up and down against it, slapping it occasionally. I don’t want him to notice but this would be nice if I wasn’t in this situation, his steady motions are making me all worked up and I fucking hate that I like it. I whine in desperation, too tired and aroused to fight back anymore “Yeah baby, I’ll put it inside soon” he says while slapping my cunt with the toy “That’s not what-” as I open my mouth to speak, he forces the whole dildo inside of me, making me choke with the belt at the same time. I twitch and scream desperately while I try to kick him but he doesn’t seem to care, he just fucks me rentlessly making my face grind against the concrete.

“Dad stop!!” I scream again, hoping he’d listen this time, but with each thrust I lose more and more composure, whining uncontrollably and crying really hard. It feels nothing like it felt a few hours ago in my room, It feels like it could rip me apart at any given moment. He doesn’t speak to me anymore and somehow it’s even worse becauseI’m feeling more like an object than a human right now. I sob on his glass cock, taking it all in, I’m exhausted and bruised inside and out. I have a weird feeling in my tummy again, and as I’m letting myself fall completely to the ground I feel his hand sliding between my legs, circling my clit with his fingers really fast. “Dad dad..mmh” I mutter, all teary and ruined, finally pissing myself with my cunt stretched open by his length. He fucks me some more, overstimulating me and giving me some spanks on the ass, before pulling out the dildo and throwing it on the ground. The sound of it crashing and shattering makes me jolt in fear. 

He pulls me by the belt and has me laying down, slapping my cunt with his hands over and over before grabbing my face “This is what you get for masturbating under my roof. You wanted to get fucked, remember? You asked for this, I just took care of my little girl” he says with a condescending tone while caressing my teary cheek “Don’t worry, dad will take care of you again and again” he spits on my face “And if want to try and escape, just know there’s glass everywhere” he laughs before leaving me there blindfolded, tied up and with my swollen cunt fully exposed for him to come back to whenever he pleases.

[yourlocallgothamite]

Dick: Jason, stop stealing my spotlight.

Jason: I’m not stealing it. I’m just borrowing it indefinitely.

Tim: Technically, that’s theft.

Jason: Let’s not get technical.

[dogxson]

little brother who waits until you're sleeping to sneak into your room so he can slowly pull your cock out of your pants to take pictures of it. little brother who shoves your underwear right up against his cunt before leaving it in your room, all messy and covered with his dried-up juices for you to find. little brother who asks to borrow your computer so he can find all the porn you've tried so hard to hide, so he knows exactly what you're into, exactly what gets you off. little brother who can't possibly be a stalker, right? he's not some weirdo stranger or anything like that...