Well, this is it. I have written three books and when I found Literotica, I challenged myself to write an erotic novel. Something I've never done before. So I set out with two main characters (Dave and Liz), a good supporting cast, (Eve, Jimmy, and Beth) and a bunch of odd characters to keep the story growing.
This chapter will tie everything together and answer the questions as to why Dave and Liz did the things they did. The idea of writing this was more about creating the novel more then the actual sex acts. But I must admit it has turned me on to some of your comments about the life these characters had. I hope you enjoyed it.
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I parked the car and went around to Liz and picked her up. She was securely wrapped in the blanket, her arms folded across her chest and her head resting on my shoulder. We made our way down the hotel hallway to our room. Thankfully, no one was in the hallway and I was fortunate enough to unlock the door without having to put Liz down.
I walked in the room and carefully laid Liz on the bed. She opened her eyes for a moment and she lowered herself down. But I stopped her, "Liz, wait a minute."
She looked like she was going to start crying, "Please no more."
"It's alright Liz... just sit still for a moment and let me get this collar off." I took the key and unlock the device that surrounded her neck and removed it.
"Can I lay down? Please." The words Liz spoke were of defeat and surrender and a plea for no more.
"Yes, sweetheart. Lay down and rest." She remained wrapped in the blanket from the car and within seconds she was in a fetal position and sound asleep. I laid next to her on the king size bed and looked up at the ceiling trying to figure out what in the world had happened. Originally, all I wanted was to see my step-daughter nude. Not peeping through a window, but to walk in front of me freely showing her lovely body to me.
And she did! And she enjoyed seeing me nude... and... and... we made love. But when did our love change to emotionless sex? I turned my head and looked at Liz, still covered in dried cum, and with everything I witnessed that day she was still my innocent baby girl. I started crying, thinking that I had blown it with the girl who I truly loved. Not Beth... but Liz herself. Damn it, I love her, and I blew it. I know she will hate me when she wakes up. It was me who told those ten guys to fuck her because I didn't want to be fucked anymore. I gave her to those wolves.
I cried myself to sleep. Nine hours later I woke up. I looked at Liz and she hadn't moved all night. She was still in the same position. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom still feeling like shit for everything that had happened yesterday. And how fucking ironic it was that we were in the honeymoon suite and we still hadn't made love to each other - everybody else did - but not us.
I was still in my gym pants and decided it was time for Liz to start looking like Liz again. I went out to the car and got into my emergency tool set. I always had a set in the car in case of a roadside breakdown. I found the wire cutters and went back to our room. Liz still hadn't moved. I gently ran my fingers through her matted hair and whispered, "Liz?" She let out a soft moan and then she starting stretching her legs and started to cry.
"Ow... ooohhh..." and tears began to come down her cheeks. "Ow... that hurts."
"Lay still Liz." Liz looked at me with fear in her eyes. I whispered, "It's alright." And slowly began unwrapping her from the blanket. As soon as I saw the gold chain tied around her waist, I cut it.
"Ohhh... oooohhh.... thank you." Liz started moving a little more and began to sit up. "I've got to go to the bathroom." I put my hand under her elbow and helped her stand up. When she got up, she threw off the blanket and looked down at herself. I was shocked when she laughed and said, "I think I went a little bit overboard." I was so relieved that she wasn't upset. The gold chain that was around her waist fell forward but not to the ground. There were still the chains attached to the rings on her pussy lips. I got the key and unlocked them and Liz let out a sigh and used both of her hands to rub her cunt. "Ooohhh... damn... am I sore."
Liz walked to the bathroom and I watched her little ass walk away. And I was filled with shame again. It was still black and blue, though not as red. I had to tell her, "I'd be careful when you sit down."
"What? Oh shit... fuck." It was quiet for a second and I apologized for the beating she took. "What are you sorry for? I'd do it again! I'll never call anyone daddy except you." And I thanked her. "Come here." And I walked to the bathroom door, as Liz sat awkwardly on the toilet. "Why are you dressed? Let me see your ass. I was out of it, but I do remember you getting a whipping too." I pulled down my pants and turned. "Oh shit dad... if my ass looks half as bad as yours I can see why you said your sorry." Then she paused a second, "I'm so sorry."
"Liz... you will always be my baby girl. And what I have learned is that I love you very much." I walked over to her and kissed her on the lips and said, "I always fantasized about you... but something happened... I love you."
Then Liz smiled at me and asked, "Daddy would up be up to cleaning me?" I smiled and I started the bath water. We talked a little more as we waited for the tub to fill and Liz shocked me by asking, "Soooo... did you enjoy watching me with all those guys?"
Again I felt ashamed, "I'm sorry... but to see your sweet little body with all those guys around you was exciting to see... but...I hope I never see it again."
