Ron Taylor - Stepdaughter in bondage

God, I felt so helpless.

There was nothing I could do, so I didn't do anything. Except lie there and shiver and shake every time Tony's driving prick bit into my newly-awakened pussy. I had been fucked before, I told myself. It isn't anything new. But it was. I had never been fucked like this before, and I had never really been screwed at all. Not until Tony tied me to my bed and raped me, the night my mother died.

"I can feel it," he whispered into my face, and he kissed me hard on the mouth, slobbering all over my lips. His drool flowed into my mouth and, added to the panties clogging it already, came close to strangling me. For real, this time I gagged and gasped and tried to fight him but was too busy lurching and bucking toward a come that would blow off the top of my head. "You're gonna come," he said, smacking loose. "You're gonna come like a river, sticky pussy eating my rod. Your mother never came like you're gonna come, Becky. Let it go, baby, let it go! You want to come, so COME!"

His voice rose by degrees as he spoke, beginning as a whisper and hitting a high, almost shrill note when he ordered me to come. Something in his voice seemed to set me off like a blasting cap and I just exploded. One moment I was twitching and tensing, every nerve in my body stretched to the fraying point, and the next moment I was raw and rocking and shivery-fluid beneath Tony. He kept on fucking but I couldn't really feel it. Not now. I was vaguely aware of his dick continuing to punch up my pussy, but most of my attention was concentrated on the mad, blinding release of all my body energy.

Oh, God, how I strained at those nylon and rubber restraints that kept me fastened down! I wanted to shake and roll all over the bed. I wanted to wrap my arms around him, God help me, and hug him like a bear as he screwed in and out of my churning pussy. I'd never known an orgasm like that one. Stars exploded behind my tight-shut eyelids, and when I opened my eyes, the stars kept on exploding all around the room. I couldn't see Tony, couldn't remember that my stepfather was raping me while I was a fettered prisoner. All I knew was that I was coming, and it was the mast shattering come I had ever known in my life. I didn't even have time to think of the degradation that had become total. I orgasmed and orgasmed and orgasmed and if my pussy had been wet before, it was totally liquid now, great pools of hot juice drowning his cock as it continued to fuck in and out of me. My free leg was tight around him, and I held him fast, binding him to me the way I was bound to the bed.

I wasn't even aware of his own climax till it was well underway. It struck me all of a sudden that he wasn't thrusting in and out now, that he was lying hard and heavy upon me, like a lead weight, his cock jammed in me to its fullest. Sometime, between the contractions and shudders of my own come, I grew slowly aware that Tony's dick was jerking and shaking inside me, and I remembered, with effort, that Norman had done much the same thing the time I screwed him on our couch.

But, oh, my God, I hadn't felt this way when Norman fucked me, nor when Bucky did it to me! It hadn't been this intense, this shattering, even when I fingered myself to delicious sweet orgasms in the privacy of bed or bathroom. I groaned deliriously, ecstatically, and, as the convulsions of my body gradually slowed and slackened, Tony pried my lips open and pulled the panties out of my mouth. They were sopping wet now and I missed their tangy flavor as soon as it was gone. "Oh, Jeeeeeeesussssss!" It was all I could say.

Tony humped against me until his cock was empty. My reactions were returning to normalcy, slowly, very slowly, and I found myself looking up into his face as he finished dumping his load. My God, I thought, have I – have I really done this? His face was smug and triumphant and I realized how shameful my own must look – or would, when I had a chance to let the right emotions take over my body once more.

"How was that?" he said, rising up onto his knees. He had to fight my leg loose. I reacted slowly, too slowly, pulling my leg back after he'd already unclamped it from around his body.

His cock dragged out of my slit, and it was red and coated in creamy moisture, some of which spilled onto my belly and into my bush as he towered above me. He stayed there on his knees, panting, and his cock began to go soft as I looked down in horror, seeing the instrument and the juice that had ruined me. I wanted to sink into a bathtub and never come out. I didn't think I could ever cleanse my body of the horrid things he had done to me. But he hadn't done it alone. If I had only obeyed my first instinct, if I'd stayed limp and unresponsive. And I hadn't. I had contributed to my own shame – not freely, but with greedy, cunty enthusiasm. There was probably a circle in hell reserved for people like me, a circle very near the flames.

"Did you like it?" he said with a grin. He reached down, touched my belly where his jism had spilled onto it. "You don't have to answer. Nobody fakes an orgasm with Tony Roland. They don't have to fake it. Not when they're getting the best. And Becky, baby, you have had the best."

"Don't call me Becky," I said, tensely.

He pinched one of my nipples. It hurt like hell. My tits ached after the fuck Tony had dished out and his fingers only accentuated that ache. "Don't be hostile," he said. "This is no time for hostility, Becky. The way I see it, you're the woman of the house now. So you might as well move your things into our bedroom tomorrow sometime. You're not going to school are you? I mean with your mother dead and all? Just throw her things out of the dresser – whatever you don't want to keep. But I don't think any her clothes would took good oh you, baby. She had it all down here." He pinched at my waist, which was trim and tight and narrow, and his fingers slid down onto one hip. "You don't have any problems in that department. You oughta be good for another twenty or thirty years, easy. And after you've had it from me for a while, you could take the championship, easy. You're already pretty good. If Rocky had been as good as you, he'd have whipped the champ's ass, first round. Let me feel those tits again. I'm gonna like having them in bed with me every night. Mmmm, every night, baby."

"You sonofabitch," I growled. "You Goddamned sonofabitch!"

He laughed, and his finger trailed lazily down my chest, down my belly, into my pubic V. For a moment his finger toyed with my slit, and then he plunged it into me. I was sore from the fucking he'd given me and I screamed shrilly. Tony leaned forward fast, clamped his hand over my mouth. "Don't wake up the neighbors, baby. We wouldn't want them to know what a hot stud you've got for a stepdaddy, would we, Becky? Why, if word got out, you'd probably have to stand in line waiting for your turn, all those neighbor women lined up for a shot at old Dick, here." He worked his finger in my pussy with a vicious twist, then pulled it out, brought it up to my face. "Taste," he said. "You're gonna be sucking my dick a hell of a lot and I want you to know what my cum tastes like on your tongue. But just remember – you can't have any mote of it tonight. I have to keep up my strength. Tomorrow, though. Open your mouth, Becky honey. Open your mouth big and wide."

I didn't open my mouth but that seemed not to matter. Tony got his finger pushed between my lips and he worked at my teeth until they parted grudgingly, and his cummy finger stabbed into me.

He pushed my cheeks with the fingers of his other hand and made me suck him. The taste was all right, not as bad is some of the girls' locker room talk at school had led me to believe. Kinda salty, not really sweet but not really bitter, either.

Tony drew his finger out. "That's just a taste," he said. "I want you to diddle yourself tonight thinking about what it's gonna feel like when my dick blasts off down your throat. Your mother could suck a cock pretty good, for an old lady, I mean, but I know in my gut that you're gonna be a lot better. Those sweet little lips of yours – mmmmm!! I can hardly wait to feel 'em wrapped around my prick sucking and sucking till I shoot you full of seed. Are you on the pill? No? And you been fucking around all this time with no protection?"