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Chapter two
Suzy was having a wonderful dream. Her pussy felt those wonderful sensations she had so recently been introduced to. It took a moment for her to realize that it wasn’t just a dream. Her legs were spread wide and there was a warm tongue licking her pussy, teasing her clit and tongue fucking her. She was instantly awake when she recognized the head between her legs as her father’s.
She bolted straight up and moved as far away from her father as possible. Her father just chuckled darkly.
“I meant what I said last night. I own you.” He said tersely, taking slow, measured steps toward her. “And I may fuck you, or do anything else I please to you, when ever and where ever I want. You got that?” He said threateningly, towering over her.
Suzy shook her head in rebellion. “Touch me again and I’ll call the cops. It’s wrong! You don’t own me!”
Her father began to laugh maliciously. “There ain’t no phone here, girly. Nearest town is thirty miles away. And mark my words…” He grabbed her violently by the front of her shirt and yanked her within an inch of his nose, staring threateningly into her eyes. “I’d find you before then.”
Suzy didn’t dare turn her gaze from him, so she stared back, her eyes challenging him. Finally he released her and shoved her away from him, onto the bed. For a moment Suzy tensed, thinking he was going to rape her again, but he swiftly turned his back and yelled at her over his shoulder as he descended the stairs. “If Breakfast isn’t ready in an hour, I’ll teach you another lesson.” Half way down his footsteps stopped, and he added in a more menacing tone “One you’ll never forget.”
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Suzy was cooking like her life depended on it. She knew how to scramble eggs, and make toast, but that was about it. She found some sausage links in the freezer, and cooked those (a little too long, but she hoped he wouldn’t notice the burns) and was just setting the table when her father walked in through the door. He eyed everything with a scowl, as if he was hoping she wouldn’t finish the task in time. When she saw his eyes narrow on the burnt sausage, her heart sank in realization. No matter how perfect she made everything, when
he wanted to
he would find something to “teach her a lesson” about. She covertly glanced at the huge bulge in his pants and knew she was right.
“The sausage is burnt, girl.” He pointed out.
“Didn’t know how to cook it. I’ll get it right next time.” Suzy said quietly, keeping from making eye contact with him.
“Damn straight you will. Where’s my coffee?”
“Coffee?” Suzy mentally swore.
Of course he drinks coffee.
“
Coffee
girl. You didn’t make any?” Her father scowled.
“I…I couldn’t find it.” Suzy lied, hoping he’d take pity on her. When her father’s eyes narrowed she knew she’d made a mistake.
“Looks like it’s time for Daddy to teach you another lesson.” Her father said as he started unbuckling his belt. “I don’t like liars.”
“No, please! I’ll make it, it’ll only take a minute.” Suzy pleaded.
“Take off your dress.” Her father ordered.