Thread: Violated! (Jack Stalker and Synful01)

VIOLATED! Christopher Knight had put up with the cock teasing little slut masquerading as his daughter, Keira , for long enough. He had been lusting after her flesh for quite a while now, drawn to the way that she reminded him of his wife Famke. Both had similar features, but while his wife had grown older, Keira was young, fresh and ripe for fucking. Her body was slim and taut, her stomach and abs defined and ready, her tiny tits barely more than a couple of bullet hard nipples on her chest, her thighs and ass perfectly shaped and rounded, firm, tight, ready to experience the full impact of life and the full attentions of a man. The thought of her being wasted on some schoolboy or friend who had no idea how to fuck angered him often, and he found himself finding more and more reasons to ground her and deny any young stud the opportunity to ruin her too badly, ruin her before her own loving father had a chance to introduce her to a proper cock. The thought that he was an incestuous monster, willing to defile his marriage to Famke by fucking their daughter never occurred to him once... or if it did it only served to make him more eager and desperate for her flesh. The thought of violating his own flesh and blood daughter acted as a warped and twisted aphrodisiac, rather than a deterrent, causing him to spend more and more time deliberately finding ways to spy on her. First it was simply bumping into her in the bathroom after a shower and then it was slipping into her room, while she was changing or unawares on her phone, watching her lying on her bed taunting him with her tight young flesh and bared and exposed skin. He began to think it was deliberate, that she wanted to be fucked open and desecrated by her own father. He began to think that the way she dressed, often trolling about in a simple bra and tight pants, was a plea for him to ravage her body and break her in half, to leave her a cum and sweat stained whore, ruined by a combination of a taboo breaking father and her own sinful teasing. More and more he thought about how much tighter she would be than her mother, how louder and fresher her moans of pleasure would ring in his ears... how she would groan in thanks for having her own loving father take the time to show her what real fucking was all about. He knew that she would be only too happy, eventually, to take the sort of brutal harsh fucking that her mother could no longer withstand. She would be happy to service her father and do things that her mother would not, happy and eager to be her daddy's special girl and to share their secret together. When Famke finally had a business conference to attend, he saw his opportunity. Offering to stay home and look after things while she was away for the weekend. He knew that by the time she got back things would be different they would never be the same again. By the time she got back every time she wasn't in the mood or had a headache, every time she was too tired or not looking to have her cunt and ass pounded until morning... well, his daughter would be right there, ready to take whatever her daddy gave her. In fact he figured he would be pounding her senseless instead, he would not need to even wait to hear an excuse, before sinking his huge cock into her tiny quim and fucking her until her innards were burning from the scalding hot spunk he was going to deposit there. He got back to their typical looking suburban home in record time from the airport he had dropped Famke off at. Parking up in the garage he headed inside, eager to snowball the slightest transgression, the slightest action, into an excuse to fuck her innocent flesh to destruction and turn her into an incestuous little whore who could not get enough of her fathers steel hard cock. Where are you Keira? Daddy's home. he called out as he prowled through the house. Where was she? The outside pool? The living room? The games room, Kitchen, bedroom, bathroom? Where was she and what was she wearing? What was she doing?