J Watson - Bondage for daughter

"I'm Ray," he said. "Ward told me that you were built but he didn't mention how good. You're something else, baby!"

Beth was ashamed and frightened. All of her life she had been the one in control. She had managed her husband's and daughter's lives, always keeping her own selfish motives in mind. She had never been in a situation where she felt so helpless as she did right now.

"That dress doesn't hide much," Ray said. "Why don't you go ahead and take it off?"

"No," she said.

She backed against the wall, trying to hold her ruined dress around the front of her body. Ray was smiling but she didn't like his smile. He moved closer.

"Take it off, bitch," he said softly. "Take it off or I'll take it off for you and I won't be easy."

There was a tone in his voice that let her know that this man would hurt her without even being sorry. He might be the type who even enjoyed it. He kept moving closer and when he reached her he put his hand around her throat.

"It's up to you, bitch," he said softly.

There were tears of anger and frustration in Beth's eyes. Knowing there was nothing else she could do, she put her arms down to her sides and let the dress slide off her shoulders and drop to the floor.

"That's better, baby," he said.

Ray slid his hands up her body. He covered her tits with his fingers and he began to squeeze hard. Spasms went through her as he pinched her nipples.

"You have got a fine body, baby," he said. "Nice, big tits. Round and firm. Fucking nice, baby!"

She was trembling. She hated having this man's nasty hands on her body. She hated everything that was happening to her, but there was nothing she could do about it. The man kept his hands closed around her throbbing tits as he leaned forward and pressed his hot mouth against her lips. She felt the touch of his tongue, but she kept her lips closed tightly together.

"You're not being good," Ray said. "You're going to have to learn to be good. Now open your mouth and give me some of your sweet tongue."

"No," she said firmly.

She meant it. He could rape her, but that didn't mean that she would do everything he wanted. He was physically stronger but that was all. She still had her pride.

Ray stepped away from her. He looked very calm and he smiled strangely as he started taking off his clothes, stripping down to his shorts. Beth tried to keep her eyes from going down to where his prick was pushing against the front of his shorts but she couldn't. She watched the head of his cock trying to break free.

"I'm going to have to teach you some manners, baby," Ray said.

He kept his shorts on. The thing he did next made her eyes open wide in horror. He took his heavy belt out of his trousers and folded it double. He slapped the end of the belt against his palm and it sounded like a gun going off.

"No!" she screamed.

She could not control the panic. She tried to run around him, but he grabbed her by her hair and jerked her back. It felt like her neck was broken. He had something else in his hand and he forced her down on her knees. He let go of her head and grabbed both her arms, twisting them savagely behind her back. He tied them together with a piece of rope.

He slid one hand up to the back of her neck and forced her face against the hard floor. She was in pain but it was only just beginning. He dangled the belt just behind her asscheeks.

"Now you just tell me when you've learned your lesson and I'll stop," he said. "You just tell me."

She had always been the perfect child. She had never been beaten or whipped in her entire life. Now he rubbed the edge of his belt across her creamy thighs and up to her cunthole. He rubbed the belt against her cunt. It made her feel strange.

"You just tell me when you're ready to do anything I tell you," Ray said. "You just convince me that you are and I'll stop."

He hadn't hit her yet and that was even worse. She kept thinking about that belt hitting her and it scared her to death. She was trembling all over. He laughed as he let the belt rub up her back and then back to the crease between her asscheeks again.

"I'm going to enjoy this, bitch," he told her.

He brought the belt down hard against her ass. It was painful as hell and it brought a cry of pain and surprise from Beth. He brought the belt up and smacked her again and she groaned. Then he really began to smack her, swinging his hand back and forth until she knew her ass cheeks were red with welts.

She tried to hold out as long as she could. She didn't want to give into his brutal beating. Yet she had never known such pain. Finally, she could stand it no longer.

"Stop," she begged him. "Please stop. Don't do it to me anymore. Please stop."

"You'll do anything I want?" he asked.

"Anything!" she promised.

"I don't believe you, bitch," he said.

He kept hitting her with the belt, making her squirm all over the floor. She began to realize that she was willing to say anything, to do anything, just to keep him from hitting her with the belt.

"Don't hurt me!" she begged him. "Don't hurt me anymore. Please don't. I'll do anything you want."

He finally stopped hitting her. Beth was sobbing from pain and humiliation. She realized that he had beaten away the last of her pride. She had meant what she said. She knew only one thing for sure, she didn't want him coming after her with that belt again.

"That's a lot better, baby," he said. "A lot better. Now take my shorts off and play with my cock."

Beth didn't hesitate. She got up on her knees and she put her hands on his shorts. She quickly peeled his shorts down his hairy legs and then Ray kicked out of them. She raised her eyes to his swollen prick.

"Now play with me," he said.

Her fingers slipped up his muscular thighs and she circled his prick with her slender fingers. She still didn't like it, but anything was better than getting beaten by the belt.

She tightened her fingers around his prick and she started moving her hand up and down. In a few moments some of his cum leaned out on her fingers.

He reached down and grabbed her by her hair. He lifted her up and kissed her mouth. This time she opened her mouth and let him slide his tongue into her lips. At the same time she kept fingering his prick like a whore in heat.

"That's a lot better, baby," he said.

His hands moved all over her body as if he owned her. She shivered a little as his fingers moved down and between her legs, slipping up to her cunt. He gently started stroking her cuntlips and she gasped as one of his fingers slipped up into her cunt, playing with her pussylips. He began to slide his finger in and out of her wet pussy, stroking her clitty and making her shiver.

"Yeah, baby," he groaned. "You could learn to like this, couldn't you? You could learn to love fucking."

He took his finger out of her cunt and he pushed her back against the wall. It was exactly like the evening before as she felt his huge cock sliding up between her legs and pressing against her cuntlips.

"Let's see what your pussy feels like, baby," he told her. "Let's see how good your cunt is!"

He thrust and his prick slid halfway into her cunt. He stayed there a moment and then he thrust again. His prick slipped all the way up into her cunt and he left it there without moving. Beth had been treated so miserably that she couldn't believe that she could feel anything but disgust. She was wrong. There was another sensation going through her, a deliciously wicked sensation. It took her by surprise because it was a feeling she'd never had before.

"Yeah, you like that, don't you, bitch?" he asked.

He began to move his cock in and out of her cunt and Beth fought against the sweet sensations of pleasure. She tried very hard to keep from feeling anything at all but it was hard. Her body was being twisted with all sorts of sensations. She found herself rocking against him and enjoying the deep thrusts of his cock. She realized what she was doing and she started thinking of all the humiliation she was taking and it calmed her down a little.