Stumbling through the darkness, Jake fell back against the thick trunk of a tree. He could see the small lighted window that marked his daughter's bedroom. Uncapping the bottle he carried, he took a big slug, mumbling to himself, "Oh God, what have I done, what have I done?"
He sat there taking swallow after swallow of the fiery liquid. Then he pitched the empty bottle away. The whole time his befuddled mind was on the little light-flooded window and what was going on behind it. What had he condemned his little princess to?
"My princess, my precious princess!" he moaned.
Jake struggled to his unsteady feet and moved toward the window, staying back in the shadows of darkness, not wanting to reveal himself to those in the room beyond.
He looked into a vision of his worst nightmare. There was his little princess being raped and ravished by his best friends. Her mouth was being forced down over the huge swollen head of Harold's giant cock.
There was that bastard John, sticking his hard prick into his precious baby's unprotected pussy from behind, and there was that fucking Mike, lying back on the bed, his limp prick still glistening from having dumped his jism somewhere in his baby's body.
"Fuckin' bastards, low life scum!" Jake muttered, his liquor-fogged mind accepting no responsibility for what was going on in the room. He was ready to go bursting in the room, his only thought to rescue his precious princess from the hands of her attackers.
He started away from the window, then turned back. He couldn't believe his ears as he heard his precious little girl begging John to fuck her harder, to tear her pussy up with his hard throbbing cock.
"No, no, it can't be!" Jake cried.
He had to fight hard to keep from screaming out loud. It was like someone had hit him in the stomach with a baseball bat.
Frozen in place, Jake stood staring in the bedroom, throughout the long night. He watched his young daughter take pricks in the various holes of her tender body, time after time. She cried out constantly to the men using her body for more hard cock.
Jake wanted to shut his eyes to block out the ugly sight. He wanted to plug his ears to cut off the sounds of her unquestionable pleasure and her begging. Instead, he stood there transfixed, taking in every lewd detail. As the lust-filled night progressed, what started as indignant outrage turned to just plain rage – rage at his friends using his young girl's youthful body and even more uncontrollable rage at her wanton actions.
"Little fuckin' tramp! Cock-suckin' whore!" he raved. "Tramp, just like her mama!"
Yet, he couldn't take his eyes off all the sucking and fucking going on in the room.
Dawn was lighting the sky when the men dressed and left his daughter's room. He had to watch as she pressed her slim, naked body against each of them, giving them all an open-mouthed kiss. She laughed and joked with the men before they left. He watched his daughter lie face down on the bed, still naked, before leaving his vantage point.
Sitting at the table with a fresh bottle, Jake tried to wipe the memory of his fucking, sucking daughter from his mind. It was an impossible task. The more he drank, the more what he had witnessed preyed on his mind. His alcohol-soaked mind made a transference. The young girl lying naked and sexually sated in the next room was no longer his young daughter. She became his tramp-ass wife, the bitch who had deserted him and their precious daughter to go shack up with that TVA man.
"No, damn it! She won't get away with it!" he muttered angrily.
Boiling with anger, he shoved away from the table and headed for his daughter's bedroom. He was fumbling with the buckle of his belt even as he staggered through the door.
Lana was jolted awake by intense piercing pain as the wide leather strap smacked across her bare ass. An angry raised welt appeared across both rounded asscheeks even as the strap whipped back in preparation for another blow. She cried out in pain.
The strap made its second downward journey, this time across her naked shoulders, causing her to cry out again as another red stripe appeared across her naked flesh.
She twisted her body around to see her attacker just as the pliable leather struck again. The new position allowed the strap to reach the tenderness of her small tits. The new spike of intense pain shot through her body at the same time she recognized her pa as the strap-wielder.
"Pa! Please stop! Why, Pa, why?" she cried.
"Fuckin' tramp! Ain't nothing but a whore!" he muttered drunkenly. "Won't get away with it, won't have it!"
He brought the wide strap down on Lana's slender body again.
"No, no, Pa, no more, please no more!" she cried, but her pleas fell on deaf ears. Jake rained more punishment on her writhing body.
Lana couldn't say when the pain changed to pleasure, but it did. Now, with each downward stroke of the flexible strap came exquisite sexual thrills. Along with the thrills came intense undeniable lust and desire. It filled every fiber of her being.
"Harder, Pa! Hit me harder! Flay the flesh from my body!" she cried. She could feel wetness flooding her throbbing, pulsing cunt as she started crawling toward her pa. It surprised her to see that the front of his trousers was tented out. The beating he was administering to her slender frame had him in a state of acute arousal.
Jake was in a state of bewilderment, not only from his daughter's sudden begging for more and harder punishment, but by the way his own body was reacting to the unusual stimulant. His prick had grown rock-hard inside his pants. It was pushing against the material, trying to break free.
He continued to bring the leather strap down on her body, although the violence had diminished. With her crawling toward him, it landed time after time on the bare skin of her ass.
"What, huh?" he muttered in bewilderment.
He wasn't prepared at all when his young daughter gripped his hard cock through the material of his trousers.
"Lana!" he sputtered.
He couldn't believe it when her fingers found the zipper, sliding it down and freeing his swollen prick from his boxer shorts.
"What are you doing, girl?" he asked, in shock over her actions, but making no move to stop her.
Her answer to his question was physical. Without any preliminaries, she lowered her head and gobbled a good part of his prick into her open mouth. Her active tongue went right to work on its surface, licking all over.
"Oh my God! What are you doing to me!" Jake moaned.
He had not fucked since his wife had run off, and now his young, lustful daughter had opened the cauldron of passion he had been repressing.
Lana reached up and unfastened her pa's trousers, allowing them to fall around his ankles. She removed her mouth from his ample prick only long enough to push his shorts out of the way, down his hairy legs. Her mouth recaptured the round head of his prick and began sucking on it furiously, her tongue laving all over its hard surface.
"Suck it, suck it you little tramp! Suck this juicy cock of mine!" Jake commanded.
His hands had gone to the back of his daughter's head and he jerked forward, cramming the head of his prick against the back of her throat, causing her to gag.
Lana pulled back to stop the gagging. She bobbed her head up and down on the length of her pa's throbbing cock. Her tongue caressed its hot flesh, licking it up and down. Her greedy mouth was creating a strong suction as she sucked the bulbous head. Her fingers had moved down to find his dangling sac and were fondling his balls gently.
Jake was lost in lust. Forgotten was the fact that the young girl sucking his swollen cock was his own young daughter. The only thing important to his drunken mind was to quench his body's craving for sexual pleasure. Her sucking, licking mouth was building monumental pressure in his balls.
Pulling back, Jake removed his cock from his daughter's sucking mouth, paying no attention to her protests. He was too close to coming, and he didn't want to come in her sucking mouth. He wanted to empty his swollen balls in the tightness of her hot wet cunt.
"What? Why?" Lana asked when he took his engorged prick away from her.
"Lay back," Jake told her.
When she didn't move fast enough to suit him, he pushed her back on the bed. He moved over to her fallen body, gripping her legs and putting one on each of his shoulders.
Taking the shaft of his enlarged prick in his hand, he guided it to her hair-lined cunt. With no hesitation, he plunged the entire length deep inside her, his ball-sac slapping against the tight flesh of her asscheeks. His pumping in her cunt's tightness began immediately, his arousal and need so great that they drove him into a frenzy of action.
"God, so tight, oh so, so tight!" he moaned as he drove his prick in her warm cunt. He could feel her pussy muscles contracting around his cock.
"Fuck me, Pa, fuck me! Give me all that beautiful cock!" Lana cried.
She loved the feel of the hard cock moving in her cunt and of the balls banging against her ass. She loved it even more when her pa leaned over her, pushing her knees up to where they were touching her small tits, so he could start squeezing and rubbing them.
"Squeeze them, Pa, squeeze the nipples! Hard, Pa, hard!" Lana groaned.
She was enjoying the way his strong fingers were digging into the firm flesh of her little tits.
Jake continued to pump his hard prick deep in her juicy cunt. The hot tight wetness was working to churn up the white cream in his balls. It wasn't long before he could hold it back no longer. With a groan, he let it loose to flood his young daughter's gripping pussy.
"Here it comes, here it comes! Oh shit, I'm coming!" Jake cried. His plunging cock moved in her tight wet cunt in a fever pitch. He continued to pump until every drop of jism was drained.
With his lust sated, realization of what had taken place sank into his now-sobering mind. Not only had he sold his precious little princess like a hooker, he had just filled her young body with his own jism. What kind of a depraved disgusting animal had he become? Filled with remorse, he ran from the room.
Lana's young body was exhausted from the night of vigorous fucking and sucking. Her eyes closed. She was just drifting off into a weary sleep when a loud explosive crack sounded, making her jump. She was too tired to investigate. Besides, Pa would take care of it.