Date: Thu, 11 Jul 2013 03:11:35 +0100
From: Rachael Babyface King <rachaelbf@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Lucy (part 9)

Part Nine

I was in such a heavenly place, my big strong lover beneath me, expertly
ploughing his magnificent tool deep into my bowels as I strummed on my clit
which was pulsing and twitching at every live nerve in my body.  I felt
light headed with the passion of the situation and as I felt the waves of
ecstasy begin to sweep through my consciousness, I felt Mike throw me off
him and onto my face beside him on the bed, his cock coming out of my bum
with a loud pop.  In the fog of my mind I heard an uncharacteristic, `Fuck,
fuck, fuck' come from his lips and I thought I had hurt him so I lifted to
see the look of horror on his face and followed his eyes to look in the
doorway.

I let out an involuntary scream and grabbed feebly at a sheet to cover my
nudity.  John stood in the doorway, a sinister smirk on his face and he
started a very slow hand clap as he looked at the two of us on the bed.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Mike pull a t-shirt over his crotch and
I felt my throat go instantly dry like a desert with the missing moisture
beginning to fill my tear ducts.  It felt like the hand clapping went on
forever and I just wanted the tirade of abuse to begin.  Anything would
have been better than the silence.

`Very nice show kids!', John sneered at us, `Not that it was any big
surprise of course, not after your blow job in the car last night or the
blow job in the morning while you thought we were sleeping!'

Mike and I looked horrified at each other for a split second, the horror
obviously clear on our faces.

John snickered in a way I had never heard from him before and he walked
slowly towards the bed.  I moved back slightly, holding tighter on my
sheet.  John leant forward and snatched it from me and pulled the t-shirt
from Mike at the same time.  `Nothing to hide from me anymore really is
there kids?  I mean I have just watched my son fucking my stepdaughter in
the arse, what could you possibly hide from me now?  And Michael, Michael,
Michael!  You are never usually this shy around me!  Usually you can't wait
to get naked with me!'

I saw Mike drop his head and then he looked me in the eye.  I asked him
softly, `This is the guy?'

Mike just nodded and dropped his head again.

John began slowly pacing around the room, almost talking to himself, `So ,
what to do?  Do I tell Lucy's Mum about this?  Would she disown her?
..... Probably!' then he moved quickly over to me, putting his face close
to mine, `What do you suggest, you little fucking whore?'

I felt my lips quivering, but out of nowhere, I heard myself saying, `Well,
maybe I will tell her about you shagging Mike!'

Barely had the words left my lips and I felt myself falling from the bed,
the whole side of my face on fire from the slap that John had just
delivered.  I heard Mike leap at his father and then a thud and John
delivered a hard blow into Mike's gut and sent him reeling back onto the
bed

`You kids had better learn, and fucking quickly, who is in charge here!  Do
you understand?'

I climbed back onto the bed, my face stinging and went to Mike who was
curled on his side.

John roared, `I asked you bastards a question, fucking answer me!'

`We fucking heard you, you CUNT!'  Mike spat back and instantly John leapt
forward to hit Mike again but I cringed and put myself between them and
screamed for him to stop through my tears.  I waited for the blow but none
came.  I slowly settled back next to Mike and looked over at John.  He had
sat down on a stool in the corner and was clearly composing himself.  I
desperately wanted to run from the house and keep running forever.  I was
completely terrified.

John began to speak slowly, `Lucy, that was very brave what you just did
and that impressed me.  You obviously love my son more than I thought, but
I came back here to catch you in your sordid act and we need to clear this
up'

I was confused and didn't know what he meant by `Clear it up' but I chose
silence.  Mike obviously knew his Dad better and when I saw Mike shake his
head slowly and sigh heavily, I instinctively knew that this was not going
to be a simple answer.

`OK Dad, you've obviously thought this through before you snuck in here to
catch us, what do you want?'  Mike said with the venom still showing
defiantly through his tone.

John's temper began to rise a little again, `Watch your fucking mouth Boy!
I hold all the cards and you two will do exactly as I say or I will make
your lives a living hell and I guarantee you will NEVER see each other
again.  Do as I say and you can carry on as you seem to have started.  It
isn't really a choice, it is my way or Hell and if you talk down to me one
more time I will break your fucking jaw, got it?'

I hugged closer to Mike as I saw a tear of defeat drop onto his cheek.
Mike was a thick set guy with a fantastic build but his Dad did dwarf him a
little.  John was a couple of inches taller but quite a bit wider and I for
one didn't want another smack from him.  My whole cheek felt as if it had
swollen up and it still felt like I had been stung by a hundred wasps.
Mike turned to face me and whispered, `I don't think we have much choice
baby, I'm sorry'

Just from his words, I felt that he knew what was coming.  I suspected some
pretty bad things myself now, knowing that John had been fucking his son
for some time so was obviously driven by sex and now, here we sat, two
naked teens in front of a big, powerful, predator of a man.  I whispered
back into Mike's ear, `There is nothing he could do which could make me
love you less.  We said we were in this together, we still are.  I'm just
very scared Mike!'

Mike looked at me and mouthed, `Me too!'

He then looked up at his Dad and said, `OK, what do you want Dad?'

John stood up, puffed out his chest and began his list of demands.  Dumb
shock hit my face from demand number one, and it stayed throughout his
list.

`Firstly, when you next see your Mother Lucy, you are going to tell her
that you want to start calling me Daddy!  I see that look on your face
Lucy, but I like it and you will comply without question.  Next, we are
going to become much better acquainted.'  With that he walked over to my
side of the bed and put his hand straight to my chest and I blocked it with
my arm.  He raised his left fist and I looked quickly over to Mike and he
just gave a sad nod.  I lowered my head and my arm and watched John's hand
roughly grab my chest and pinch my nipples until I yelped in pure pain.  I
liked Mike to be firm but this was different and not so nice.

John then barked an order to Mike to get round his side and remove his
pants.  He obviously wanted to humiliate Mike in front of me.  I refused to
let that happen.  As Mike pulled John's pants down, John moved his
molesting hand down my belly and roughly started to probe at my pussy.  The
absolute fear that I felt meant I was bone dry down there and as he prodded
and poked I screamed in pain.  Mike was pulling his Dad's pants down and
yelled, `Please Dad, don't hurt her!'

John mumbled a sorry, extracted his hand and spat heavily on it and went
back to his goal.  It still hurt as he rammed two fingers deep inside me
but at least it was lubricated a bit now and I managed to open my eyes and
stifled a gasp as I saw John beginning to facefuck my lover.  The fact of
seeing Mike suck his Dad was odd enough but the gasp was for the size of
John's cock.  It was at least eight inches and the width was a good 50%
thicker than Mike.  I watched as my boyfriend took him deep into his mouth
and realised that he wasn't resisting this at all.  I suppose part of me
should have been angry at him but I quickly saw two benefits.  It would be
over quicker if we didn't resist and it would also be less painful.  The
other side of my brain also saw it as quite erotic and John's cock was
pretty magnificent.  Don't get me wrong here, I was still terrified with a
sore face, boobs and pussy from his aggressive fingering and I still wanted
to run away but the realisation that we were in a hopeless situation meant
my brain was trying to find ways of dealing with it.

After five minutes or so like this, John announced that we should get more
comfortable and told us all to go into his bedroom.  He pulled the covers
off the bed and lay in the middle.

`Now Lucy!', he said in a faux nice tone, `Would you like to suck Daddy's
dick?'

`No!' I said, automatically

Instantly aggressive, John said, `Do you really think that is the right
fucking answer you little bitch?'

Kicking myself mentally, I started to move towards his angry looking cock
saying, `OK, yes I would'

I screamed as John grabbed a handful of hair and dragged my head back,
`Still wrong you little cunt.  One more wrong answer and your other cheek
will be glowing!'

`Dad stop it!' Mike pleaded

`Shut up Michael, she needs to fucking learn how not to be a spoilt little
bitch!'

He released my head and through my sobs I said, `Yes Daddy ..... Can I
.... Can I please suck your cock?'  I then cringed waiting for another
assault, but instead he pulled my head forward and crammed the head of his
dick into my mouth, stretching it like never before.  I knew straight away
that this was not going to be like sucking Mike or my fake cock.  It didn't
fit in my mouth properly, let alone my thought.  I tried desperately to
please him, licking and slurping on him, keeping my teeth as well covered
as possible, hoping to hear sounds of encouragement from this huge man.

I received something approaching a compliment as John said to Mike, `Not a
bad little whore you have here Michael, fuck her arse while she sucks me
and do it hard!'

I braced myself as I felt Mike spit on my rear entrance.  He obviously
didn't want to enrage his Dad by delaying to get lotion.  I braced myself
and thanked God that I still had tons of the lube inside me.  Mike rammed
home his tool in my bum and I fell forward, choking myself on his Dad's
meat and was frantically breathing through my nose.  John obviously liked
this and began forcing my head down until I began to retch, then he let me
get a breather for a split second, then resume the attempted manslaughter!
Well, that is how it felt.  Under normal circumstances, I would have
enjoyed Mike's buttfucking but the lack of breath for most of this ordeal
was killing any pleasure, but as suddenly as it started, John pushed me off
him and got up, ordering Mike to carry on but harder.  Just as it started
to feel good, John barked another unusual order.  He told us to resume the
exact position that we had when he had arrived.  Mike duely rolled over
onto his back, spread my legs wide and continued to pound at my back door.
I assumed John was just getting off on watching us but Mike whispered in my
ear, `For fuck's sake babe, say something to him!  Include him before he
snaps again!'

My fear rose in an instant, terrified of another attack by my stepfather so
as seductively as I could with my heart trying to escape my chest, I looked
over at John, slowly rubbed my pussy and said, `Daddy, would you please
lick my pussy while my big brother fucks my arse?'

John actually smiled, `Of course I will Princess, let Daddy make it
better!'

I was freaked out by the niceness, I had been half expecting a punch or a
knife in the belly as a minimum!  Instead, I got a hot frantic tongue
lapping at me and I instantly felt my juices begin to flow.  John moaned
his approval and I genuinely thought that Mike could come in me, John could
give me an orgasm and it would be over!  Wrong.  Very wrong.

Just two minutes into a delightful piece of oral work, John stopped.  I
looked up to see if there was a problem and I quickly realised that a
bigger nightmare loomed.  John was repositioning himself between my legs
and aiming his monster dick at my little pussy!

`Daddy! No please don't! I'm too small and it's already too tight with Mike
in my bum, please don't!'

Even Mike tried to protest but an order of `Shut the fuck up' silenced us
both.  Mike was instructed to hold inside me and to hold me still.  I
screamed as he entered me, begging him to stop.  All the skin on my rear
end was on fire as he pushed further and further in.  I screamed for help,
I screamed for my Mum but nothing stopped him getting fully inside me and
then he gave the order for Mike to start fucking again.  My throat was sore
from screaming, my pussy and arse had gone beyond the pain side and was now
feeling numb yet I could still feel my juices flowing round John's cock.  I
felt him start to remove it and felt relief, only for him to ram it back
home again, so being the start of his fucking rhythm.  A few minutes later,
the pain was immaterial, I was impaled on their cocks, I couldn't escape
and in a haze I saw the carnal lust on John's face and almost as if I was
disconnected from my body, I pulled his head to my left tit and he began to
devour it and I heard myself starting to talk dirty to them.  Where was
this coming from?  `Come on Daddy, come on Mikey, fuck your little girl,
give me your fucking cum!

They banged me so hard and the tightness down there was so extreme, it soon
brought them both over the top. Mike shooting first, deep into my bowels
and John, pulling out of me and forcing himself into my mouth again and
emptied his copious amount of thick goo down my throat.  I think I came as
well but I truly can't remember.  After they had both pulled out, I looked
down to the sheet and saw blood and realised it was coming from me.  A
touch of my pussy and I discovered that John had stretched me so far, it
had actually split the skin a little.  I stood up from them, went to the
bathroom, locked the door and filled the bath tub.  I turned the radio up
full and stepped into the tub.

I sat in the warm water, the stinging was almost unbearable.  I drew my
knees up to my chest and wept.

It was almost half an hour later, the batteries had died on the radio, I
was still in the same position, rocking to comfort myself when I heard a
soft tapping on the door.  I didn't respond.  A few minutes later, more
tapping and Mike's voice, `Lucy, it's me.  Dad has gone.  Will you let me
in please?'

I climbed out of the bath, wrapped my towel round me and opened the door.
I didn't blame Mike but I couldn't bear being touched just yet.  Mike asked
if I had done with the bath and climbed in himself.  As he sat down, he
yelped.  I looked over, concerned.

`Yeah, he fucked my arse before he went.  No lube!'

I looked into the water and saw a little redness around his bum.  He must
have been bleeding too.  I threw off my towel and climbed into the now cool
water behind Mike and rested my head on his shoulder.  All my tears were
gone, I was still mentally and emotionally numbed by it all.

`I don't think I could do that again Mike, I genuinely wanted to die in
there!  I think we may have to leave!'

Mike just nodded.  We agreed we needed to rest on it and think about it.
We soaked for a while and then helped each other dry off.  We dressed, went
down to the pool and both sat very gently on our chairs.  My whole nether
regions were in agony despite the aloe vera gel that Mike had helped me
apply down there.  Normally that would have been a pleasurable experience
but my shrieks of pain probably did little to turn Mike on that time!

We sat in silence.  No words were going to erase today from my head.  I had
no idea how we could move forward.  The only thing which was focussed, was
my love for Michael.