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I might be pregnant by tomorrow, Kylie thought helplessly as James pulled out of her, slapping her carelessly on the butt as if she was a horse or a cow…

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Kylie’s Obedience: Chapter 9

[Kylie’s Obedience contains fictional stepfather-daughter incest, forced breeding, female degradation and submission. All characters are over 18. Chapter 1 of ‘Kylie’s Obedience’ is here.]

I might be pregnant by tomorrow, Kylie thought helplessly as James pulled out of her, slapping her carelessly on the butt as if she was a horse or a cow.

It was a long night. James made Kylie suck on him to get him hard again, then he made her ride him from on top. She had never had so much sex on a single date before — her cunt grew sensitive and tender, and still he kept fucking her. He wouldn’t let her off the bed, and eventually she drifted off to sleep, James still buried in her from behind, his shaft softening from his most recent orgasm.

She woke once, a few hours later, to realise that James was asleep, snoring gently. He was still holding her from behind, his shaft rigid inside her as he slept.

Horny bastard, Kylie thought, suddenly feeling used. Her body was stiff and sore from the evening’s activities, and he felt over large and rigid inside her. She didn’t dare move to free herself and eventually she slipped back into an uneasy sleep, full of erotic images and sounds.

She woke, suddenly, a long time later, to realise she was on her back, her legs spread wide. James was inside her, buried deep, thrusting hard into her insides, his voice grunting far above her somewhere she couldn’t see in the early morning darkness. He felt big and hard, intrusive, inside her, bigger and rougher inside her sleepy body than he had felt the night before.

I should tell him to get off me, Kylie thought as he kept thrusting into her, grunting wordlessly into the dark above her. I ache so badly. Her inner thighs felt bruised from his continual pounding and she felt used, her body tender from his careless, greedy penetration.

But she didn’t say anything, instead letting herself be passive as James battered harder and faster into her. He orgasmed eventually, after a long time, grunting above her in the dark. This is maybe the sixth time he’s cum inside me tonight, she realised, imagining his slick, invasive seed settling into her.

Kylie didn’t sleep again, she just let herself drift, James sleeping soundly behind her, his hand possessive on her breast, his cock stiffening again against her backside while he slept. As the sun crept over the windowsill, he stirred, manhandling her without speaking into a position of his choosing, and then Kylie wanted to cry as she felt his hungry shaft prodding roughly, inevitably, at her entrance.

She wasn’t wet, she wasn’t ready yet, she thought, but James didn’t care, easily finding her entrance and shoving himself ruthlessly inside. Kylie gasped to feel him against her over-sensitive entrance, tender from the previous night.

She wanted to scream. His penetration ached as he thrust uncaring into her, again and again, until finally her body grew used to him again. Finally, she was wet again, and he started to pound into her, using his grip on her hips to slam his erection deep into her again and again.

He didn’t speak and Kylie kept her eyes closed, pretending she was still asleep. She didn’t know whether to be thankful or angry — thankful that she didn’t have to face the embarrassment that she had let her stepfather have sex with her, or angry that apparently she was worth so little as a human.

‘You awake, girl?’ he asked eventually, his voice hoarse with his exertion.

‘I…,’ Kylie stammered sleepily. ‘Y-yes, D-daddy,’ she said, hating herself for her compliance, hating herself for calling him ‘Daddy’ even as the title turned her on.

‘You were a passable fuck last night,’ he said. ‘Obedient at least. I’m pleased with you.’

‘Th-thank you,’ Kylie said, unable to believe that the man who was ramming himself hard into her was her own stepfather.

She had just had a night of hot, hard sex, and if only it wasn’t him, if only he and her mother weren’t holding her allowance over her, she knew she would have enjoyed it as the hottest night of her life.

‘You’re going to obey me from now on, aren’t you, girl?’ James asked shortly, still thrusting hard into her as he spoke. ‘My sweet little fuckhole.’

‘Y-yes,’ Kylie gulped.

‘Good,’ he said shortly.

He came shortly after that, and then Kylie drifted back to sleep until — she guessed — late morning. She awoke in bright sunlight to hear the soft clattering of breakfast dishes and the murmur of low voices. She peered out through the blankets to see hotel waitstaff setting out a breakfast on the low dining table near the window. James was dressed wearing a robe, sitting in the other window alcove, reading on his tablet.

‘You awake, Kylie?’ he called out, and Kylie flushed miserably to be lying in bed naked while the hotel staff were here.

‘Yes,’ she said, blushing hotly, hiding herself even further under the covers.

‘Get over here,’ he said, his voice curt, a command for her. ‘I want a blow job.’

‘But…’ Kylie stammered, not knowing how to argue with him. ‘I can’t! The staff…’ her voice trailed off miserably.

‘Do it now, girl,’ James snapped, ignoring her pleas.

Blushing down her face and her torso, Kylie slid out of bed on the opposite side to where the hotel staff were. She couldn’t see any clothes or towel to wrap herself in, so she fled across the room, tears of embarrassment smarting in her eyes as she saw one of the male waitstaff slide his eyes incuriously across her body, before returning to his work.

‘Finally,’ James snapped as Kylie approached him. ‘On your knees, girl. Get my cock in your mouth.’

‘I don’t want to,’ Kylie said, whispering. ‘Not… Not here. Not in front of the hotel staff. Daddy,’ she whined, with little anticipation that he would listen to her.

‘Do as I tell you, slut,’ James snapped. ‘I want to cum inside you again before I have my breakfast.’

‘Yes, James,’ Kylie whispered miserably, dropping to her knees. Her face was burning red hot, she hated how the staff could hear everything and could see her disgrace.

James pulled his robe open easily, letting his legs fall apart with a great sigh of relaxation. Soon his shaft was stiffening in Kylie’s mouth as she licked and sucked on him, his hand resting negligently on her head.

‘That’s my girl,’ he murmured, his voice rich with desire. ‘You’re good at blow jobs, Kylie, at least. And you look good with my cock in your mouth.’

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Chapter 10 of ‘Kylie’s Obedience’ is here.

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