Great Father

The old, massive clock tower in the center of town tolled out midnight. The tall townhouse, like all the others on the street, was dark and gave no hint as to what was happening inside 125 Oak Ridge.

Bo Daley, a single father, struggled against the rope bonds that held his arms and legs and screamed against the tape wrapped around his mouth. He watched two of the three masked intruders drag his young daughter to the center of the kitchen by her raven hair.

Bo, a man of forty-five years, had golden brown hair that recently had become streaked with grey. His pale green eyes blazed with a fury at the sound of Amber’s frightened shrieks. One of the men clamped his hand over her mouth and the girl clawed at him. They had pulled her from bed, her thin tank top threatening to loose one of her heavy breasts. Bo saw the pale pink of an areola and found himself staring at his daughter of sixteen the same way these degenerates were.

They had her pinned to the ground in front of him, her naked legs kicking and flailing in a vain attempt to stop them from tugging at her floral panties. Her smooth, unblemished thighs looked so soft, perfect for a quick bite. One of the men removed his mask as he knelt before Bo’s daughter. From the angle, Bo could only tell he had dark hair.

“That’s it, girl…I love it when they fight.” The man growled as he forced himself between her thighs and assaulted her neck with rough bites. Amber sobbed, meekly thrashing her legs up and down.

“Daddy…Daddy, p-please help me..!” She sobbed.

Bo bucked against his restraints; the third man kicked him in the gut.

Amber released a wailing moan as the man unbuckled his belt and pulled her panties aside. One last scream for Daddy to help, and then he shoved into her. Once. Twice. Amber moaned, so quietly Bo could barely hear her. The man inside his daughter groaned and growled as he fucked her, grabbing her porcelain thighs so tight he bruised her. He bit her throat, hard enough she screamed and tightened her defiled cunt around him, so tight and perfect that he filled her.

He called her a good whore, slapped her leaking cunt, and stood. Bo and the man who deflowered his daughter met eyes. He grinned, and and motioned with his head down to his deflating cock.

“You wanna smell your bitch’s pussy, old man?”

Bo was roughly made to sit up, being held by his hair, as the man put his wet cock under his nose.

“She’s as sweet as she smells. Too bad you never got a piece.” He put his cock away and offered to watch Bo.

The third man eagerly dropped his pants, knelt, and pulled Amber onto his cock by her hips. Limply, she stared at the furniture around her, willing herself to not feel him thrusting in and out, in and out, rougher and deeper. The second man didn’t hurt her like the first, but then again, he didn’t last as long. His orgasm was quiet; he only plunged deep and held, legs shaking just slightly. Panting, he pulled out, put himself away, and moved to hold her wrists. The third man was between her legs now. He stared down at her overflowing pussy and shoved his fingers into her, three of them side-by-side, to evoke a response.

Amber shrieked again and tried pulling herself away, but instead moved his fingers around. The third man growled low and pulled out his cock to stroke it, becoming harder as he finger fucked her and she fought. When he was fully hardened, he thrust into her with one quick stroke.

“Fuck, you’re so goddamn wet. Oh, you’re fucking loving these cocks, aren’t you, you little slut?” He taunted her as he slid into her.

Amber bit her lips to keep from crying out, silently letting her tears paint her face. He wasn’t happy with that, though. His rough hands enclosed her small throat and squeezed. Amber panicked and began to thrash her whole body.

“FUCK, that’s IT, girl!” He bellowed.

His moans and thrusts became more animalistic the more she fought, and the more she fought the more he fucked her. Amber’s lips were the slightest tinge of blue and her eyes were bloodshot when he finally released his seed, and her throat. He dismounted; she coughed and gagged and twisted to her side.

He stood up and lifted his mask to wipe away his sweat. Turning, his eyes caught the throbbing bulge before Bo. He laughed.

“Look, the old man liked us fucking his girl.”

The dark haired man laughed as well. “Maybe we should let him have a go?”

He pulled his gun from his belt and walked over to Amber. Kneeling next to her head, he placed the barrel to her forehead. She whimpered.

“Untie him. Make any move and she’s dead.”

Bo was unbound, though he glared at the man. He stretched his cramping muscles. “You’ve had your fun. Leave.”

The man with the gun shook his head.

“No, we’re gonna have a family counseling session. Come put that cock inside her sweet, sweet cunt, and then we’ll see about leaving.”

Amber sobbed at that, begging weakly, “Daddy, please don’t, Daddy, help me, Daddy, please.”

Bo bit his cheek when he felt his prick throb at her pleading voice saying Daddy. She’s always called him that, why is now different? But he saw her soft, pink slit, moist and dripping with their cum. He wanted to bury his face there, to have his beard soak up her scent, and goddamn it, did he want to make love to her. She had never looked so much like her mother to him. Bo found himself walking towards his spread-eagle daughter. He knelt and stared into her beautiful hazel eyes as he pulled himself from his boxers.

Amber grew pale when she saw his size; he was larger and thicker than the three who raped her. She watched as Daddy began to stroke himself, covering his shaft in glistening pre cum. He looked at her abused sex and groaned. She was hoarse from screaming now.

“Daddy, please, don’t do this. Daddy, I love you, please, please, don’t. I’m going to break, Daddy, please, no more…” She breathed.

Bo placed his tip against her entrance and slowly pushed himself into her. Amber choked out an agonized sound that drove Bo wild. He forced his lips over hers and pumped, hard and quick, into that hot place. Amber sobbed against his kiss; Bo used the opportunity to wiggle his tongue into her mouth.

He kissed her deep as he released his years of sexual frustration between her bruised thighs. They felt so delicious against his bucking hips. She was delicious. So young and ripe and supple. He broke their kiss to sit back on his knees, lifting her legs to his shoulders. The man with the gun stepped away, stroking his cock over the scene with his comrades. Bo gripped the top of her tank top and pulled hard to break the thin straps. Her free breasts bounced and jiggled with his thrusts. Amber, no longer held down, stared wide-eyed at the cocks around her, small moans bubbling in her throat. Her Daddy, her friend and protector who loved her mother and helped create her, was inside of her. Fucking her. Using her.

Bo felt his climax approaching quickly. He watched her full, young breasts heaving with his love-making. He felt her gripping him each time he plunged back into her. He groaned and reached up to grasp her breasts, slamming into her slower but just as hard.

“Baby…I’m going to cum…Oh, my god, you feel so…so fucking good…!”

Bo was in heaven as he felt himself spill inside of her. He roared her name, pulling her by her legs onto his cock. Thoroughly milked, he pulled out with a satisfied sigh. The men all moaned and came again, releasing ropes of their thin cum on her face and tits and hair. Amber remained on the floor, a used and violated fuckdoll.

The three men tied them up again, and left them there on the floor. Bo was able to get out of the bonds, but in the middle of untying Amber, he realized he liked her unable to move. His cock awoke. Leaving her on her side, Bo removed her leg bindings, lifted one and straddled the other, and then was in her again.

Holding her leg tight, he licked and whispered against her flesh, “Oh, darling, I want a baby with you. We’re going to have love babies. So many love babies…”

Amber felt herself get wet from her father’s cock and his words; she laid there silently and let him have her. Amber closed her eyes and accepted it. She knew her children would have a great father.

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