It'd been three weeks since that night I had punished Daphne and I had been busy with work and repairing the damage done to my home. It wound up costing me ten thousand dollars to clean up, replace or fix all the things that were broken, and I was keeping an accounting. By my measure, Daphne had made a down payment on what she owed me, but had barely scratched the surface on truly clearing her debts. I would really step up the punishment now.
I had let her leave that morning after cleaning her up and making sure she took the Plan b Frank had procured for her along with some regular birth control pills that she understood she had no choice but to start taking. She had been quiet, broken, and obedient, but I had no problem believing that after three weeks of not hearing from me or seeing me that she believed that I had forgotten about the whole incident and had recovered her spirit and willfulness. If so, it was the perfect time to make my appearance. I had been letting her have time to breathe and to recover before I sprung my trap on her. I always wanted her off guard, always looking over her shoulder, never knowing when I would show up.
This time around would be so simple. I had called my brother to let him know I was doing some renovations and needed a place to stay. I laid it on thick about how I was tired of living out of hotels months on end and being the soft touch he was, he immediately offered one of his spare rooms.
"I really appreciate this, Rob," I told him.
More than you'll ever know,
I said to myself.
"Of course, my home and front door are always open for you, Al. What are family for after all?"
Family is going to defile your daughter over and over again right under your nose and fill her with my seed.
I thought evilly
But out loud I just said, "Thanks, Bro. Tell you what I'll treat dinner, what do Cathy and Daphne like to eat."
Rob just laughed. "God if I know. They're always on some new diet fad or other. I generally eat by myself most days. Daphne especially hadn't had much of an appetite lately."
At that I perked up. "Really? Is she sick," I asked making sure I sounded appropriately concerned.
"She went out with some friends a couple of weeks ago and came home with a bug. She locked herself in her room for three days throwing up and only drinking liquids and eating soups. She's much better now, but her appetite just hasn't recovered to what it had been before. I was really worried about her to be honest and was going to take her in to a doctor, thought maybe that ex of hers had knocked her up or something, but she's started to perk up and get some color back in her cheeks. She's even going out partying again. Even though she knows her mother and I don't approve of the lifestyle, but as long as I'm not getting calls from the police at 3 am in the morning, let her do what she wants."
It's that permissive wish washy attitude that's made your daughter into such a cunt,
I thought,
but after I'm thru with her, the little bitch will heel.
"Well, I'm glad she's feeling better. I'll bring Chinese. If they don't eat it more for us, eh?"
Rob chortled, "Sounds good, I'll see you in a few hours."
I ran upstairs to grab my luggage. I was going to have a whole month to work out my depraved fantasies on my niece and in the place she considered to be safe.what better way to totally break her and bend her to my will. For her to know there was nowhere I wouldn't find her. I was already hard just thinking about it. I hadn't even let myself masturbate for the last two weeks in preparation for events to come.
I used the hour and half drive to Rob's neighborhood to calm down my raging lust, stopping along the way to get the Chinese food I promised and a couple bottles of really expensive wine for Rob and Cathy as a thank you for letting me stay over. By the time I had parked and was walking up to the front door, I was the picture of composure.
Rob opened the door as soon as I knocked, pulling me into a hug. Honestly, I had no real feelings left for my brother. He had lost all my respect years ago. All I could see when I looked at him was a pathetic hen pecked man who let his wife and daughter run roughshod over him. It was why I had no compunction or regrets when it came to fucking his daughter. Speaking of which.
"Hey Rob, it's good to see you," I said walking in and putting my bags down by the door. "You by yourself?"
"Yeah, Cathy and Daphne are out playing doubles with some friends from the club, they should be home soon."
"Oh well in that case let me move my car around to the garage so they'll have some place to park. And help me bring in this food. Since I didn't know what everyone liked, I just bought a whole buffet. I feel like I'll never get the smell out of car," I laughed.
Rob laughed along with me and followed me outside while I pulled my car around to his garage, an old converted barn that could hold up to five cars, Rob's only real hobby. He liked to restore classic cars in his spare time. He had already done one this year, and it looked like he was currently working on a Ford Thunderbird, I wasn't sure the year. It never had been my thing, not that I would say no to driving or owning one.
Once he and I had unloaded the food and wine, and set everything up in the dining room, I grabbed my bags and made my way upstairs to the guest bedroom.
"Rob, I'll just be getting situated and then I need to make some calls for work," I said when I was halfway up, "Make sure to save me some of that wine," I yelled behind me as I could already hear him popping the cork on one of the bottles, though I had no plans on drinking with him.
I could hear him chuckling from the kitchen. Rob and Cathy were serious wine lovers, they didn't share. They always kept the real good stuff for themselves. I made it into my room and shut the door and just waited. Rob would probably finish that bottle by himself today if I stayed up here long enough and while he would not be drunk, he would be sufficiently groggy since I had injected a mild sedative into each one of the bottles. Sure enough, after an hour I heard him trudging upstairs and down the hall to his room. The door shut and then he began snoring.
Since there was nothing else I needed to do, I tried to play a few games on my phone to pass the time but just knowing that I'd be sinking my dick into Daphne's cunt and using her however I wanted right under her parents noses brought my hard on back anew. It took all of my self control not to touch myself, but I was nothing if not self-disciplined. And it paid off, because it was only fifteen minutes later that I heard a car pulling up. I looked out the window to confirm it was indeed them and saw Daphne climbing out the car in a cute but skimpy tennis outfit and running into the house. My hope was that she'd want to take a shower before making her way to her room and my hope paid off as I heard her clambering up the stairs and going passed her room towards the bathroom. I soon heard the water running.
I took that opportunity to leave my room and creep down the stairs. Cathy had opened a second bottle of wine and poured herself a glass, humming to herself as she surveyed the food I had laid out. She likely thought that Rob had prepared all of this for them since I was sure she had no idea I was even present in her home. If she was true to character, she'd have two to three glasses of the drugged wine herself before she too passed out. Everything was going according to plan for my first night in the house.
I casually moved back up the stairs to my room, retrieved a few items, and then sauntered down the hall to Daphne's room, closing the door behind me. Once inside I laid out my tools, and began to get undressed. My cock was straining painfully against my briefs and there was a wet spot from my precum. I had maneuver carefully so that I didn't touch it and shoot my load prematurely. Then I just waited for Daphne to open the door.
It felt like an eternity to my already primed penis, but finally after about an hour, I heard the bathroom door open. She walked into her room without a care, closing the door behind her, not even noticing me in the corner. "Hello Daphne," I said pleasantly as she walked further inside.
Her body immediately tensed and her eyes went wide with shock and fear before her instinct to run kicked in. It only took me two strides to get to her. Her hand on the door, mine covering hers. I pressed my naked body against her toweled covered one, grinding my dick against her, careful not to do too much.
"Come now, is that any way to greet me? You'll hurt my feelings. Where are your manners?" I breathed hoarsely into her ears, my lust making my voice low and animalistic. I bit her earlobe a bit and humped her into the door a couple times.
I could tell that she was still too petrified to comprehend that I really was there in her house, naked, about to rape her again. She was trembling all over and could barely make any coherent sounds. I moved back a little so I could turn her around, taking her towel off of her in the process. She still was exquisite to look at, with the perfect sized breasts and curves in all the right places and she smelled of soap and shampoo. Her wet hair was clinging to her body reminding me of another time it had done so due to all the sweat and spunk on her and my cock jolted.
I pressed her back against the door, my mouth on hers, tongue invading inside forcing her into submission. I grabbed one of her legs and in one upward thrust I was buried in her cunt. It was too much for her without preparation and if I hadn't been abusing her mouth she might have cried out, but all she managed was a gurgle that was swallowed by my punishing kiss.
