Robert Vickers - Daughter in bondage

"No, please not tonight, Daddy," Vicki said, struggling against her father's hand gripping so firmly on her inner thigh. In spite of herself she felt her cunt beginning to glow with soft inner warmth. Maybe it was the way he stroked up and down her legs. Or maybe it was the sight of his long, hard prick sticking out of his pajamas. Or maybe it was the fact they had been fucking for almost a year.

Father. Daughter. Incest.

That's the way it was and that's the way it seemed to Vicki it would always be. And she was getting tired of it.

"Why not, Vicki?" her father demanded.

"I don't feel like it, Daddy. I just don't. Not tonight."

"Not tonight," he mimicked. "I have a headache. I always have a headache, that's exactly what your mother used to say all the time. Why the hell not? Isn't your old man good enough for you any more?"

Vicki saw her father's face clouding with rage. She wasn't sure if he would get violent or not. He never had before.

But she had never gotten so damned sick and tired of having her very own father fucking her before, either.

She was young and she should have been going out and finding what life was all about. The teenager felt like she was living in a straitjacket all the time. No man but her father or brother ever came to her bed.

She had never fucked anyone but the two of them.

And she was getting tired of it. The girl wanted to go out and find what other men were like. Sure, the kids in her high school were all so immature compared to her father and brother. But she wasn't exactly the most sophisticated chick around, either.

Vicki had hated her mother and was really glad to see the woman split. She had naively thought that everything would work out just fine with her and her father. She'd been stuck with all the housework when her mother was around. The added task of jumping into bed with her daddy had seemed like a natural thing to do.

And it had been. For a while.

Now she hated these nightly visits he made to her bed. He was a good lay or so he said. She really didn't have anything to compare him to. And that was what rankled. The girl felt she was a prisoner in her own home. Her father refused her permission to go out on dates.

"Why go and let some teenaged stud drool over your tits?" he'd say. "I can do it for you!"

And he would. He loved her tits. He'd suck on them and lick them and tease the nipples until they were firm and hard and erect. And then he'd fuck her.

It was always the same and that was what bugged her so much.

"No, Daddy. Not tonight. Please, not tonight."

"And I say it will be tonight, you Goddamn little slut. What's wrong with you? You been sleeping around with some of those young bucks I see sniffing around you all the time? You think they're better than your old daddy in the sack, eh?"

"Daddy, don't be silly. You know you keep me chained up in here like some kind of animal."

"Animal? Yeah, you're a bitch, all right. A bitch always in heat. I do that to protect you from them!"

"You do it to keep me for yourself. You and Jack all the time banging me. That's all you keep me around here for is fucking and doing the dishes."

"Enough of that, young lady."

"Oh, go fuck yourself!"

He slapped her hard enough to jolt her. She felt the finger marks appear in bold red on her creamy neck. Lightly touching the hurting skin, she glared up at the man. She'd thought this argument would have deflated his prick.

She was wrong. His cock jerked with even more lust. He was actually getting off on this.

"Don't ever say anything like that to me again. I'm your father, after all!"

"Father, hell. You're a horny toad of a man who can't make it with women his own age. You have to go after the young stuff but they won't have you. So you ball your own daughter!"

He slapped her again. And then he ripped off her filmy nightie. The nylon wasn't any match for the man's strong fingers working inside, the neckline, tearing with impressive strength. The fabric was in tatters in a split second and the girl was naked to the waist.

"You're too good to waste. I'm gonna fuck hell out of you!"

She tried to avoid his clutching hands but the remains of tier nightie got in her way. Hands momentarily tangled up, she was his prisoner.

With a quick twist of the nylon around her wrists, he had her effectively tied up. He looked at her naked tits, gleaming in the dull light seeping into the room and leered.

"You're pretty, damned pretty. And you got a tight cunt, too. I like that. But I don't know why you're putting up such a fuss, Vicki."

"Go to hell!"

He laughed and it wasn't pleasant. Leaping onto the bed, he dropped heavily on her. His weight crushed the young girl's body into the soft bed. She struggled but it did her no good. He was too strong, too powerful for her to fight.

And he was her daddy. Her daddy who was going to fuck her as he had done every night for almost a year.

She struggled in vain as his strong hands spread her legs apart. And she cried openly when she sensed her cunt growing damp with lust. The instincts were in her by now. She was responding to his crude advances whether she wanted to or not. She hated herself for this. But that didn't stop her pussy from drooling eagerly.

The gnawing need she felt deep in her cunt wasn't to be denied. She wanted a cock drilling hard into her. She needed it like she needed food and water and air. But she no longer wanted that cock to belong to her very own father. She wanted to try someone else's for a change.

It had taken her a long time to realize how sick it was letting her father screw her like this. But she was finding out it did no good to try and keep him from her bed.

He'd fuck her anyway.

Her bound hands beat at the man's back but he hardly noticed. He was too busy slipping his hands under her ass and lifting her buttocks off the bed. This opened her juicy cunt fully to him. His prick shot out and speared into her turgid pussy lips.

The teenager groaned as she felt the blunt end of his cock smash into her tender cunt lips. And then the broad, purpled head of his cock was fucking deep into her pussy.

"No, please, ohhhhh! Don't do this to me!"

He laughed. "Why the hell not, bitch? This ain't anything you haven't don before."

And it wasn't. But she wanted off this merry-go-round. It no longer pleased her. The way her father fucked her didn't please her. Nothing about this incestuous affair pleased her any more. She wanted him to leave her alone.

And all he wanted to do was fuck his only daughter till she was begging for more.

His prick sailed all the way up into her greased cunt. His balls wetly slapped against her upturned ass. Then he began grinding his crotch firmly into his daughter's. This made his cock stir around inside her pussy like it was a spoon in a mixing bowl.

She sighed and tried to relax. Her tied hands made her acutely aware this wasn't a normal fucking. This had turned into something vastly more violent than usual.

Her body was keyed up and tense as his cock slowly pulled out of her cunt. She felt as if he were drawing her very guts out of her belly. The vacuum he'd found inside her twat was so intense she had to squirm around to try and relieve its fierce grip on her.

"So you like it, huh? Damned bitch, trying to hold out on me. You're turning into nothing but a Goddamn cock teaser just like your mother was!"

The words hurt Vicki more than she cared to admit. She hated her mother; she hated her for what she was and what she'd done to her daddy. But her daddy was turning into some sort of sex monster. He was insatiable. Not satisfied with a mere fucking every few days, he came to her and screwed her every night.