[Fiction] Stephanie's Adventure

[Fallout_212]

Warning: This story contains incestuous themes, as well as a main character who is under the legal age. This story is 100% fiction, and should not be taken seriously! Thank you.

This is just a prologue/introduction of sorts. I'll hopefully have the second part up tonight!

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Every story begins with a prologue, and an introduction to characters -- why should this be any different? Hi! Today, I'll be telling you about Stephanie, a sweet young girl at the age of 16, and a sophmore in high school. Stephanie, who has been raised under a Catholic household, has always been a "good girl". She's always got nothing but perfect grades in school, always polite, always courteous; Hell, perhaps a little too polite and courteous. Stephanie has always been the shy and quiet girl in class, which gets her labeled as weird, which results in the other girls making fun of her. She rarely let her get to it, but sometimes she just couldn't help but feel hurt by their cruel words.

Body-wise, Stephanie had a perfectly beautiful body. Standing at 5'2'' and just barely 100 pounds, with long brown curly hair and blue eyes, she was very cute. She wore glasses and had a couple freckles under her eyes, to give her that stereotypical nerd look. Stephanie always read books that no one assigned to her, she was a closeted gamer and nerd, and she was into country and rock, while most everyone at her age was into rap and pop. Even though she never found herself attractive, out there, she was someone's perfect crush.

Stephanie lived at home with her parents, although she wasn't an only child. Her older brother, Darren, was already moved out at the age of 20. Darren was about the complete opposite of Stephanie. Darren was always one of the jocks in school, the big shit at any party, and the kind of guy that girls just threw themselves at. Despite what you may think, Darren and Stephanie had always been close, unlike most brother's and sister's growing up. There were times when Darren would pick on her when friends were over, but for the most part, Darren was the perfect older brother, who would do anything to protect and take care of his younger sister.

Now, let's get on to the interesting part of this story, shall we?

Stephanie got into bondage at a young age, and her brother played a major role into that. As a kid, they would play the typical "Cops & Robbers" games, that resulted in Stephanie always being the robber who got caught, handcuffs, and interrogated by the cop. Once in awhile, whenever Darren had friends over, they would barge into Stephanie's room while she was reading a book, pounce on top of her, hold her down, and tie her up. Stephanie always pretended like she hated it, but deep down, she loved it. And she never knew why until she turned 13.

When staying home sick from school one day, Stephanie was going on the computer to play one of her favorite games. Instead, she decided to use the big "Internet Explorer" icon on the desktop, and see what it was all about. For some reason, without a second thought, Stephanie typed "girls tied up" in the address bar at the top, hit the search button, and browsed through results. She was amazed at what she saw; everything from famous movie tie-ups, to naked women getting bound in ways she never thought possible.

Ideas came rushing through her young mind like a train at full-speed, and she started looking at all the pictures. She found herself playing with herself with one hand while browsing the results with the other hand. She had no idea what she was doing, but she loved it. Every second of it. She needed more, and she got more. Thousands of pages of results, all with a new woman, tied up in different positions, some being fucked while tied up... and that was it. For the first time, Stephanie came.

Startled, she looked down to see the mess she had produced. Luckily, no one was home, so she could run and get some paper towel. She cleaned herself and the floor beneath her up, as she closed out the page. Of course, at that age, Stephanie knew nothing about clearing history. There was a big fuss in her house that night over who was looking at porn. The blame got put on Darren -- Stephanie never corrected them, and no one ever suspected her.

Fast forward a few years, and Stephanie was now basically a closeted nympho. Every chance she got, she was on the computer looking at bondage porn. Even when she couldn't, she would go into her room and just let her imagination due the work for her so she could get off. She often thought what it would be like to be the women in those videos and pictures. She thought of what it would be like to be tied up in inescapable positions, while a dick is being rammed down her throat.

...Luckily for her, this was the 21st Century, and Craigslist was available. She knew it was a big risk, and the idea both excited her and terrified her. However, after posting an ad, getting cold feet, posting another ad, getting cold feet, and posting one more ad, she finally found a guy. She felt safe. He had a Facebook, he was married, and he was okay with the fact that she had lied about her being 18. For some reason, she felt safer that he knew and was okay with her being only 16 -- made it feel like they would be more discreet.

After exchanging several e-mails, Stephanie played up the sick card, and her mother called into school for her before leaving for work one morning. Stephanie got a shower after everyone had left. Her Craigslist friend would be coming over at 10, and she had to be ready. She was going to do this. She felt butterflies in her stomach. She was terrified and excited. About five minutes to 10, she saw a car park out in front of her house, and out-stepped the guy she had seen in her e-mails, a guy in his 40's. He walked up the steps of the porch, and she opened the door for him before he could even get there. She shut the door as soon as he got inside, and looked at him, letting out a deep sigh.

"Nervous?" he asked her.

"Very..." she said quietly, almost so quietly, you could barely understand her.

"Nothing to be worried about. Any time you want to stop, just say the safe word, okay?"

She nodded her head, and started walking up the stairs, the man following behind her. She opened her bedroom door, and held it open for him. He walked in and she shut the door behind him.

"Still want to do this? You seem really nervous."

"Yes... exactly like we talked about." She affirmed him.

Stephanie knelt down to her knees, while the guy unbuckled his belt. His cock sprung out of his boxers immediately as he walked over to her, grabbed her by her long hair, and pressed his dick up against her lips. She opened her mouth like a gate, and the older man immediately thrust his cock down her throat, in one big flow. She started to gag immediately, but he held it there for a few seconds.

"1...2...3..."

He let go of his grip, and let her breath. Stephanie coughed uncontrollably, wiping the spit from her lips. He tugged on her hair again, forcing his cock into her throat once again.

"1...2...3..."

He let go again. And Stephanie sat down on the back of her legs, breathing heavily.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes." She affirmed him once again, and not a second later, he was rubbing his meat all over her face, letting her make-up run as the spit covered her face. He forced his cock into her mouth again, this time he started to fuck her mouth, moving her head up and down his 7-inch shaft as he did so. "Ohhhh, fuck" he said as he felt himself close to orgasm already, but he stopped himself.

"Lay down." He said, and Stephanie obediently did what he said.

The older man hovered over her face, and started rubbing his dick all over her face again, and this time put his balls at the entrance of her mouth. She let them in, and he started jerking off while she sucked his nuts. After about a minute of that, he positioned himself over her tiny frame, his dick pressing against her lips. She opened her mouth, and he started to do "push-ups" into her mouth. Whenever he did one, his cock would hit the back of her throat, and she gag uncontrollably. Water filled her eyes, struggling to breath.

"Keep your mouth open!" He advised her.

And so she did. She kept her mouth open, and he continued to do push-up after push-up into her mouth. She made gagging sounds with each push-up into her mouth, but it was much easier this time around. After a few more, the man stopped, and sat up, as did Stephanie.

"Well, how is it so far?"

"Amazing." She laughed, her face a complete mess from her own drool and saliva.

"Let's finish this up, than." He said as he climbed to his feet. "Stand up." She instructed her.

She stood up, and turned around. The man bent over to where his pants were, and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. He handcuffed her hands behind her, picked her up, and lay her on her bed. She re-positioned her self, so her head was hanging off the side of the bed, upside-down. She already felt the blood rushing to her head as the man moved forward.

He grabbed the back of her head, and shoved his dick in. He held it in her throat for close to 5 seconds before letting go. She coughed, and breathed heavily. He put it back in before she could really catch her breath, for another 5 seconds. Then he pulled out. And then back in. And out. And in. And out. He continued this, until he felt like he was about to burst.

"On your knees!" He yelled.

He helped her with one hand, while he she got down on the floor in front of him, kneeling and waiting. He jerked off as fast as he could, and felt himself cumming. He sprayed a shot on her face, some of it getting into her hair and on the bed behind her. He sprayed shot after shot, until her face was damn-near completely covered in his spunk. Once he got done, her wiped the rest of the cum and spit onto her face.

"There... how was that?" He asked while helping her to her feet.

He turned her around and unlocked the cuffs that bound her hands.

"So...amazing."

"Do you want to see the result?" He asked and she nodded. While he went to put his pants back on, she left her room and into the bathroom down the hall. She looked into the mirror, and what she saw sent chills through her body. She looked like one of the used whores in the videos she watched. Her face covered with an older man's seed, and her own spit. She felt so used and cheap, and she loved it. She walked back into her room, and the man was finishing buckling his jeans.

"Do...do you have a cell phone?" She questioned him, nervously. The cum was starting to drop down her face.

"Yes, why?" He answered with a question.

"Can you take a picture, and then maybe send it to me later?"

That question resulted in a grin from the older, married man. "Sure."

He dug out his cell phone, and quickly snapped a couple pictures of the 16 year old, cum-covered girl. "Thank you." She said after a third picture was taken.

"Go wash up... I can find my way out." He advised her.

"Thank you." She said once again. The man smiled, and headed down the stairs. Stephanie headed for the bathroom, and looked at her self in the mirror. Before she washed the mess off, she put her hands down her pants, and quickly got herself off, thoughts rushing through her mind once again. Once she was done, she cleaned herself up completely.

Once she was satisfied, Stephanie headed down the stairs. The front-door was still shut, but the car out front and the man was gone. She locked the front door, and headed for the bathroom once again, to get another shower.

[Komodo Jones]

It seems like today there are not as many good stories on getdare as there used to be, in my opinion. Thankfully, you're not one of those stories as I really enjoyed this. There were a few word usage errors like putting he instead of she in some spots and using than instead of then in one part, but these minor differences don't take away too much from the story. I would just say proofread your story before you post it for little differences like that because I didn't notice anything bad other than that. You gave a great background for the characters, managed to explain who they were without blatantly stating it, and not to mention very erotic. I look forward to your next installment.

[Fallout_212]

Almost two months had past since Stephanie's first Craigslist encounter, and she's used that as her masturbation material for those past two months. Just thinking of having her throat used until an older man shot a load of cum on her face just got her tight virgin pussy tingling. She often alternated that experience in her head -- what if things had gone wrong, and the man kidnapped her? What if he wasn't as nice and honest as he was? What if? All kinds of nasty thoughts filled her head, each one getting her wetter and hornier than the last.

Within that time, Stephanie had posted a few more ads. The guy from her first experience never responded, and all she got was younger guys, and older guys who wouldn't send a picture. Stephanie was eager to do this again, but she also had a good enough head on her shoulders not to just jump in with anybody. If she couldn't feel safe, it wasn't going to work out.

On a chilly October Sunday night, boredom had struck the best of Stephanie. She posted yet another ad, switching up what she wanted once again. She thought she'd be more bold and ask for more than face fucking, in hope that she got more responses, and from more men she could feel safe with. Stephanie posted the ad, and fell asleep before she could sift through her responses.

The next morning before school, Stephanie decided to get online and check her e-mail for responses. All the responses were pretty cut and paste, typical guys, nothing out of the ordinary. One did, however, catch her eye. It was from a guy who she has shot down every time she posted an ad -- and yes, he did reply every time -- a guy with the name "Steven A. Myer". The guy could barely spell a single word, let alone form a complete sentence. Whenever Stephanie asked for a picture, he would change the topic, or simply say, "you don't need to see me, I just wanna be fucking your face".

She opened up the e-mail from Steven, and the body of the e-mail had but three words: "when adn where?". For some reason, Stephanie couldn't help but respond. Something intrigued her about this man.

"Can you send a face picture?" Stephanie sent the e-mail.

A response came in a few minutes later, "i have 1 on my computer but not on here", was all that it said.

"Do you have a Facebook even?" Stephanie sent another e-mail. Why, she didn't know.

Almost ten minutes had passed, and Stephanie got no response. She grabbed her Droid Razr off of her dresser, shut down her laptop, and headed down the stairs right as her mom started to call her down. Stephanie grabbed her backpack, slipped on her flip flops, and headed out the door with her mother. Stephanie got in the passenger side of her mom's minivan, and held onto her phone as she was being driven to school.

At lunch period that day, Stephanie went to the bathroom to get some privacy so she could check her phone for more responses, without having to worry about anyone stealing her phone from her (which wouldn't be the first time) or from looking over her shoulder. She checked her e-mail; a ton more responses came in and she saw another e-mail from Steven.

"So, wen do u wanna? after school? do u still live on nursery st?"

Right then and there, her heart sank down into her gut. How did this person know where she lived? She searched her e-mail history to check her multiple e-mails with this person, after all, he did reply to all her ads. Maybe she gave him her address but then backed out after? Wouldn't have been the first time.

Nope, nothing.

'How? Why? Lucky guess maybe?' thoughts raced through Stephanie's mind, a mile-a-minute.

And then, another e-mail came in. Steven again.

"dont chiken out this time lol" was all the e-mail said.

Stephanie quickly typed on her touch screen as fast as her little fingers would let her, "How do you know what street I live on?", was all she could think to say, and she hit send without another thought.

She waited, and waited, and waited. Each second to her felt like a century, a minute felt like a millennium. She kept hitting the "refresh" button on her Gmail app. Nothing was coming in. Nothing. She paced back in forth in the bathroom, her hands shaking, her face was pale white. Had anyone walked in, they would've thought she was having a breakdown; and in a sense, she was.

'God dammit! Why? Did he look me up on Facebook? How? I don't use my real name or my e-mail, there's no way too. I don't even had my address on Facebook! WHY!' She stopped for a second, just to double-check that she actually thought that in her head and not out loud. She wanted to run home right now. What if this creep was outside of the school waiting for her? Worse, what if he was sitting outside her house? Thoughts that normally turn her on were now terrifying her -- this was now becoming reality.

[Fallout_212]

@Komodo Jones - Thank you! Saw this just as I went to post the second part. I try to take my time as much as possible, but often just find myself typing without being able to stop, haha. I do try to organize it as best as possible, but no, I don't proof-read my own work. Hell, I don't even use spellcheck. Never have. I suppose I should probably start doing that, haha.

[Fallout_212]

The clock ticked 2:15 and the afternoon announcements starting airing over the school's PA system. About four minutes later, the dismissal bell finally rang and Stephanie sprung out of her seat. The feeling of her heart in her stomach had turned into just butterflies swimming in her stomach. She checked her e-mail on her phone. Nothing. 'It's probably nothing,' she thought to herself, trying to re-assure herself. She had an active imagination.

Stephanie walked out of her 8th period math class, and down the stairs, and headed for the main entrance. Stephanie walked out, and looked around. Cars lined the sidewalk, all of parents waiting for the children to come out of school. The bus' dock is lined as well as kids fill the bus. Stephanie clears her head, and she walks out of the school's parking lot and down to the school's marquee news-board. She makes a left and heads towards where the always-busy stop light is, and headed home.

Exactly 16 minutes later, Stephanie found herself nearing her home. Her parents' cars are in the driveway, and the front door is shut. She pulls out her house key from her pocket, but the door is already unlocked. She walks in and looks around. The TV is on, and her mother's laptop is sitting on the couch. She slides her backpack off, slides out of her flip flops, and walks into the kitchen. No one's there.

Stephanie heads for the stairs, and starts walking up. She heads towards her bedroom door - before she can reach the door knob, she hears a door slam. She goes to turn around, but an arm gets wrapped around her throat, and a hand clamps her mouth.

"Try anything, and I will kill you." A deep, raspy voice says.

Stephanie breaths heavily through her nose. Her body feels frozen. The person releases his arm from around her, and she feels her arm being pulled behind her. A pair of steel handcuffs get slapped on her tiny wrists, the cold steel sending chills through her frozen body.

"On your knees."

Stephanie feels her legs shaking and her knees buckling. The person knees her in the back of the thighs.

"ON YOUR FUCKING KNEES!"

The voice screams into her ear. With a shoulder pressing down on her shoulders, she gets down onto her knees. A blindfold gets placed over her eyes, and is roughly secured behind her head, forcing her to let out a moan.

"If you even thinking about moving, I will slit your fucking throat." The cold, deep voice threatens.

Stephanie sits on the carpeted floor on her knees, blindfolded. Horrified; confused; angry. What was going to happen? Where were her parents? Was this Steven? Thoughts scrambled through her mind. Minutes passed, maybe even an hour. She lost track of time, but a hand grabbed her armpit and dragged her up to her feet. She was forced into a room, and shoved into a wall. The blindfold came off, and a paper was put in front of her face.

"Read." The voice instructed her.

Stephanie blinked a couple times, and read what she saw:

"My name is Cunt. I am nothing but three holes for use; without that, I am useless. I am a baby-producing, money-making cock sucker."

The next part put a huge lump in her throat. Her eyes began to water.

"I put myself in this situation because I'm nothing but a stupid fucking cock-tease. I put my family in this situation because I'm just a stupid cunt that fucked with the wrong man, one too many times."

The paper was taken from her face, and a hand grabbed her long brown hair which yanked her head back. She saw the man's face. He couldn't have been any more than 40 or 50 years old, but his hair was all gray and white. His beard was gray, and he looked filthy. The man leaned down and french-kissed Stephanie, shoving his tongue down her young throat. The man than released her but still held onto her hair. He turned her around by pulling her hair in a hurtful manner. When she looked ahead, she saw her mother and father, chair-tied and gagged, their faces beat red, eyes filled with tears.

[Wolf_78]

Great story, looking forward to more.

[Komodo Jones]

I'm usually not one to comment on a story every time there's a new installment, but yeah this is good and accurate. I've dabbled on craigslist a few times and the feeling is of nervousness and thankfuly I can say nothing of this extremity has happened to me before, and I plan to keep it that way. It's also good that you're not blatantly promoting craigslist because I can guarantee that there are some people out there like that. Still a couple of word usage errors but like I said nothing to take away from the story, I'm sure there's some in mine as well. Also cliffhangers...got to love them, makes me excited to see where this goes next.

[Fallout_212]

Yeah, I'm going way out of the way to say something like this is rare. Luckily, I've only had good meets from people on Craigslist, but that feeling of nervousness is always there. I'm sure most of everyone has heard of the "Craigslist Killers", a name given to people who murder their victims, after finding them on Craigslist. That steered me away from using it for quite awhile. An ABC news reporter met someone on Craigslist; the news reporter was found bound and stabbed 50 times. >_<

Doesn't help that I've been reading a lot of Stephen King lately too, so I've had an itch to write something. 11/22/63 -- just finished that book, fucking phenomenal in every way.

Nonetheless, next part will be up soon, I hope. If not, I'll have it up sometime tonight, before or after work.

[Fallout_212]

Stephanie's first reaction was to run over to her parents, which she tried to, but her captor had grabbed a chunk of her hair, bring her down to her knees in a painful thump. Her parents screams through their gags, but to no avail. Laughter filled the small room, which was closed off. Only a small lamp to give the room any kind of lighting.

"Not so fast, whore," the man continued "you have no idea how long I've been waiting for this moment. For months, since the first dozen times you fucked me over."

Stephanie tried to get up, but the man forced her back down.

"If you all cooperate, you won't get hurt. Am I an asshole? Sure. Am I killer? I don't have to be; that's up to you fine folks." The man shoved the handcuffed girl down onto her face, and places his large booted foot down on the back of her head to keep her down.

"You see, here? Things are going to go down my way. I promise you, I will ruin your lives. Your lives are considered over from this moment on. You're my bitch." He pointed to the father, "you're my bitch", and then to her mother, "and you're my bitch."

The man grinned and continued. "You will hate your lives, but comply nicely, and you'll have lives to live. Hell, maybe you will all grow to love to serve."

The man bent down to grab Stephanie by the hair, pulling her up like a rag doll, placing her on her knees. He grabbed her face, making her look him in the eye. "You see what you did to your parents, cunt? They're tied up, and gagged with your panties. Now they have to watch the destruction of their own daughter."

The man unzipped his jeans, releasing his white flaccid cock. He slapped it on the young girl's face, before pressing it against her lips. Stephanie resisted.

"Open your useless fucking mouth." The voice demanded. Stephanie didn't listen. She was ballsy, that's for sure. The man began to smile, as he pinched her nostrils shut. Panic struck through her body like lightning, as she realized what he was going to do. She hesitantly opened her mouth, like a rusted gate. The man let go of her nose, grabbed her head, and shoved his flaccid cock in with one thrust. With her nose pressed against his waist, and his balls resting on his chin, Stephanie could feel the man's cock grow harder in her mouth.

He kept it in, despite Stephanie's best efforts to move her head away. He kept her head where it was. Stephanie made choking noises, and tried to open her mouth the best she could. The man began to thrust his hips against her mouth, forcing his cock in even deeper. Stephanie's face grew dark red as the man continued his assault on her tonsils.

Stephanie's face grew a dangerous shade of purple, and the man finally pushed her off his cock, Stephanie falling down onto her back as he did so. She struggled for air, coughing and spitting up uncontrollably. She couldn't even find the strength to speak.

"Think I'm wasting my first load on that ugly fucking face? Guess again, bitch."

His words were cold, as he walked over to Stephanie. He picked her up, looked right into her eyes, and spit directly in her face. "Useless broad."

The man unbuckled his jeans, and they fell down to his feet. He grabbed Stephanie, and wrestled to get her pants off, revealing a pair of granny-style panties. The man laughed, and ripped them off in one swift motion. He grabbed the panties and shoved them in the girl's mouth.

"If these come out of your mouth even once, I will beat the hell out of you." The man instructed.

He picked the small girl off the ground, turning her around, facing her parents. He shoved her forward so she was bent over, and the man inched close to her, his cock pressing against the back of her thighs.

"I want you to look your God damn father in the eyes as I fucking ruin you, cunt."

Without further warning, the man shoved all 8 inches into her tiny little hole. Stephanie screamed and cried out in pain, all while managing to keep her panties in her mouth. Tears ran down her face like a running faucet, as the man violated her hole. He forced it in as deep as he could, feeling her wall preventing him from going deeper. Blood was trickling down his cock, but that only seemed to get him going even more.

The man took his cock out of her, and shoved it back in, causing Stephanie to scream out in pain. He lunged forward and grabbed a handful of her long brown hair, wrapped it around his fist, and yanked her head back. Stephanie cried out even more at that.

"That's right cunt, look at your father. I want you to stare into his eyes, bitch!"

The man said as he came deep inside the young girl's vagina. Cum dripped out onto his already blood-covered cock. Once he was done, he let go of his grip, and Stephanie fell over, laying on her stomach, her insides filling like fire. She was moaning and groaning in pain, as cum and blood leaked out onto her legs. The man walked over to Stephanie's father, and wiped his cock all over his face, smearing the blood and cum.

"How do you like wearing your daughter's mess?" The man questioned, chuckling as he did so.

The man walked back down to Stephanie, and snatched the panties from her mouth. He proceeded to put them over her face, covering her eyes with the crotch of her panties, only adding to her pain and humiliation. Whilst Stephanie was still on her stomach, the man uncuffed her tiny wrists; red marks had produced where the cuffs were on her pale skin. He picked Stephanie up, and threw the girl's young frame over his shoulder like she was a sack of potatoes.

"We'll be back." The man commented, as he walked out of the room carrying Stephanie on his shoulders, leaving her parents tied and gagged to the chairs they were being forced to sit in.

[Fallout_212]

What feels like a century has passed. Stephanie's parents are still left to struggle, chair-tied in their daughter's bedroom, gagged with their daughter's own panties. Her parents' eyes widened as they saw the man walk back into the room, Stephanie on all fours, being walked on a collar and leash.

"Crawl to your father, whore." The man commanded. Stephanie just sat there on her hands and knees, staring at the floor. The man kicked her in the ass. "Crawl to your father. NOW!" He screamed at her.

Stephanie hesitantly crawled over to her father.

"On your knees." Stephanie sat up on her knees.

"Good girl." Stephanie's face turned beat red with embarrassment.

"Unzip his pants." Stephanie sat on her knees, looking down at the floor again. A few seconds passed.

"I. Said. Un. Zip. His. Pants." The man paused, Stephanie didn't react.

The man, growing irritated, pulled back on the leash that was connected to Stephanie's collar. She fell down onto her back, her neck turning red from where the collar was tightly wrapped around it. The man pulled up on her leash, choking her, until she got back up to her knees, then he pulled her hair back, forcing him to look into his face. "You stupid fucking whore; I've told you once, and after this, I will not tell you again. If you even fucking hesitate to do ANYTHING that I tell you, you WILL. FUCKING. REGRET. IT."

The man spit in her face. "Got it?"

Stephanie nodded. He let go of her hair, and Stephanie crawled back to where she was originally positioned, in front of her father.

"Now. Unzip his pants." The man commanded, once again.

Stephanie followed orders this times, and unzipped her father's pants.

"That's a good whore. Now take his cock out and stroke it."

Stephanie hesitated for a second, but not for too long, fearing the worst. She reached into her father's pants, and pulled out his flaccid cock. She held it in between her tiny little fingers, and started stroking it up and down. Her father was screaming into the panties that gagged his mouth, but to no avail, his daughter continued stroking him.

"Put it in your mouth." The man said, and Stephanie did.

She put it in her mouth, wanting to throw up. It smelled. Or maybe it didn't, she couldn't make up her mind. The thought of blowing her father was enough to make her want to vomit right there and then.

"Suck it like the slut that you are."

Stephanie started sucking the dick, feeling it getting harder in her mouth. Stephanie bobbed her head up and down, feeling herself gag on it, but keeping it in her mouth regardless. Horrible thoughts were rushing threw her head, and she hated it. Every second of it. She wanted this to be over, for this to all be one of her fucked up dreams that she's always had. However, it sure as hell didn't feel like a dream.

Stephanie's father was groaning at this point. "Take his dick out, and stroke it near your face." The man instructed her, and she did as she was told. Within a few more seconds, cum was hitting her face. Gallons of it, or so it felt like. Her face was completely covered from her father's spunk.

"Come here bitch." Stephanie went to get up, but the man lifted her up like she was nothing, and put her on her bed.

"On your hands and knees." Stephanie slowly got to her hands and knees.

The man took her leash, and knotted it around the foot-board of her bed. He secured it tight enough so she couldn't get loose, and knotted it enough so she didn't have much room to move her head. From this position, she was being forced to look directly at her parents. Her father's dick still hard as a rock, sitting up in the air. Both her parents bound and gagged. Suddenly, Stephanie felt the man mounting her.

The man grabbed onto the small girl's hips, and without much warning, shoved his dick into her hole for the second time today. Still tight as the first time, but not as much friction. The man was pounding her from behind, slapping her ass and calling her all sorts of colorful names in the process. The man was grunting hard, resting his huge body on her tiny little back, his head resting on her shoulders. Stephanie could feel him breathing on her neck and ears.

"Tell me how old you are, cunt." The man said quietly in between grunts.

"Sixteen..." Stephanie quietly muttered.

"How old, bitch?" The man pulled out of her, and threw himself back in. Thrusting harder and deeper now, making Stephanie scream.

"S...IX...TE.....EEEEEEEEEEEN!" Stephanie screamed out in between thrusts, as the man finally came inside of her.

Breathing heavy and spent, the man unmounted the young girl, but left her the way she was. Sweating and cum dripping down her thighs. The man staggered over to her father, and pointed his still-hard cock in his face.

"Clean it." The man commanded, but her father didn't listen.

"CLEAN IT, I FUCKING SAID!" The man said, as he forced his cock into his mouth. Choking sounds were made, as he fucked her father's mouth. He looked down at the older man, laughing.

"Ha... not the man of the house anymore, are ya?" With that, the man pulled out. Walking over to the other side, he dried his cock off with her mother's hair. The man walked out of the room, leaving her parents bound and gagged still, in the same chair-tied position. Stephanie still on her hands and knees, leash bound to her foot-board, father's cum still dripping down her face.

[Fallout_212]

What feels like hours have passed. Stephanie's parents grew more and more uncomfortable in their bindings, as did Stephanie. The cum that was dripping down her face has now dried on, and would probably need a hammer and chisel to get it off. It was probably night time by now, Stephanie figured. No way of knowing for sure, as the windows had been boarded shut and the curtains were down.

"Alright, slut!" A voice yelled out, startling Stephanie and her parents.

The man walked back into the room, and unbound Stephanie from the position she was in. Her knees and hands ached from being knelt in that position for so long, so she didn't dare try to make a move, even though her mind was telling her to make a run for the door.

"Get on your hands and knees, you worthless piece of shit."

Stephanie looked at him, and down at the floor. The man slapped her in the back of the head. "NOW!" He demanded, and this time, Stephanie did drop to her knees, and then got on all fours.

"Good girl." The man said with an evil chuckle. "Time to get your ass cleaned up, you're starting to stink out the bedroom."

With that, the man tugged on the leash, walking her out of her bedroom like a dog. The man walked her a few steps down the hall and to her bathroom. In the bathroom was a towel resting on the sink, along with a new collar and leash for her wear.

"Enjoy this shower, and savior it. Last shower you'll be taking for a long time." The man hinted, and threw her into the bathroom. The door was shut behind her and locked from the outside. She couldn't budge the door. Stephanie opened up the curtain, only to find that this window had been boarded up as well. She was being held as a prisoner in her own home!

Stephanie took the collar off that was around her neck, and looked at herself in the mirror. At first, the look almost turned her on. She liked the look. She just hated that she couldn't escape reality that she was trapped, had her father's dried up cum on her face, and knew that her parents were still in her bedroom, having God knows what done to them.

Stephanie turned the faucet on and splashed some water on her face. She eventually turned the shower on, and stepped inside of a nice, warm shower. The water felt amazing hitting her bare skin. Stephanie grabbed her loofah that hung from the bath faucet, and poured some of her body wash onto it. Rubbing the loofah all over her young chest, tummy, and thighs, letting soap and water run all over her beautiful body.

Like the man said to, Stephanie savored the shower. Almost twenty minutes had past, and the hot water finally began to turn cold. Stephanie turned the water off and got out of the shower to dry her body. After awhile, Stephanie saw the door handle turning, and the man greeted her. Stephanie looked up at him, as he looked down at her.

"Collar on, bitch." Stephanie put the new collar on herself, as the man grabbed the leash and attached it to the collar.

"On your knees." He instructed her, and Stephanie followed orders. She got down onto her hands and knees again, as the man led her back into her bedroom. She lifted her head to see her father on her bed, but she didn't see her mother.

"I assume you all must be pretty tired, I sure as hell know I am. The only difference is, I'm going to sleep... you three have to earn it."

The man pulled Stephanie's leash, making her stand up. From there, she finally saw her mother, naked and tied spread eagle on her bed. The sight of it made her cringe... her father, also naked, sat on his knees at the foot of the bed, although he wasn't bound by anything.

"Stephanie, you're going to make your parents cum. If you can't make both of your parents cum within ten minutes, none of you get any sleep tonight. However... make your parents cum, and you'll be rewarded with a little bit of rest." The man said, as he walked Stephanie over to the bed.

The man lifted Stephanie up, and instructed her to get onto her hands and knees. Once she did, the man shoved her face down into her mother's crotch. Stephanie fought it, but he held her head down there.

"Don't you dare fucking fight it, Steph. Remember... you're working to get sleep for ALL of you." The man reminded her. Stephanie finally stopped fighting.

"Good. Now, enter her." The man said to Stephanie's father. With hesitation, the man mounted his own daughter, placing his cock against her opening.

"We don't have all night..." The man grew impatient, and her father finally entered her.

"Ten minutes begins...now." The man said, and Stephanie sat there on her hands and knees, motionless. Her father remained in her, but didn't thrust or fuck her.

"You better do something about this, Stephanie... you're not going to make your parents cum by just sitting there, you useless cunt. I suggest you ask your father nicely to fuck you."

The man kept an eye on his watch. "Daddy...please..." Stephanie felt her throat choke up a little, she felt like crying, and felt like she was going to be sick. Her father did what he had to, and started thrusting in and out of his daughter's tight hole.

"Don't forget your mother, whore." The man reminded her again.

Stephanie muttered "I'm so sorry..." before she slid her tongue into her mother's snatch. Stephanie began working her tongue over, while her father kept thrusting her from behind.

"Only five minutes left."

The man began thrusting into his own daughter harder and harder, grabbing her tiny hips, fucking her faster. Stephanie moaned out loud, her tongue never leaving her mother's hole once though. Her mother struggled against her bonds, chills traveling through her entire body.

The bed started to rock back and forth now, her father pounding the life out of his daughter's own pussy. He grunted and groaned, as did Stephanie, while she put her fingers to work on her mother now, trying to bring her to orgasm. As her mother let out a huge groan, Stephanie felt cum hit her face, and almost instantly after, she felt her father unload himself into her. Her father fell on top of her, resting his huge frame against her young body, breathing heavily.

"Bravo, slut. You did it."

Her father pulled himself out, feeling drained and disgusted.

"Clean the mess you made, bitch."

Stephanie didn't need much more instruction. She turned around, and licked the cum off of her father's dick, swallowing whatever she took into her mouth. She licked whatever had dripped onto her bed as well. The man walked forward, and unbound Stephanie's mother from the bed, before walking back towards the door.

"Sweet dreams." The man said, as he shut off the light, and shut the door; locking it from the outside once again. Stephanie fell, and lay on her bed, with her head hanging off of one side, her feet dangling off the other.

"I'm so sorry..."

[wantpain]

i love the story .. except for the mom and dad characters being tied up.. but i love love it .. thankyou for such a good read ..and please continue ..