Pixie Isobella

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

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Kylie’s Obedience: Chapter 10

[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.]

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

Kylie’s stepfather let her suck on him for a while, while the waiters finished up.

‘We’re done, Mr Hastings,’ the older waiter said, as the younger man steered the cart towards the door. Kylie flinched with embarrassment all over again — what was she doing, stark naked, kneeling on the floor between her stepfather’s legs, his cock buried deep inside her mouth? She couldn’t believe the waiters — both strangers to her — were watching her like this, and she hoped she never saw either of the men in the outside world.

‘Is Mr Dennings in today?’ James asked, while his fingers played idly with Kylie’s hair. ‘Ask him to stop by, would you?’

‘Yes, sir,’ the waiter said. ‘I believe Mr Dennings is in the building today. I will pass your message on to him.’

Once the waiters had left, James commanded Kylie to climb up onto his lap and sit astride him. Kylie blushed with embarrassment all over again as she kneeled astride James in the bright light of the morning, her naked knees settling on either side of his hips and thighs.

‘I don’t like them seeing me,’ she said, hating the whine in her voice. ‘I didn’t even want to do this. I don’t want to be here! You have no right to fuck me while they watch.’

‘I’ll do what I want, Kylie,’ James said flatly. ‘And you will do as you are told. Pleasure my cock with your pussy. And be quiet. I’m sick of you talking back to me like this.’

Kylie flushed, blinking the tears of sudden frustration out of her eyes. She did as James said though, running the tip of his erection back and forth through her wet labia, wincing at the thought of more of his semen inside her.

I could get a morning after pill later today, she thought restlessly, that would stop it.

But she dreaded the thought of what her mother would say if she ever found out — her mother would stop her allowance for sure if she even discovered her daughter using birth control. And that solution wouldn’t work for long anyway. Soon James would want to know why she wasn’t getting pregnant.

‘That’s it, girl,’ James said, his eyes meeting hers, his breathing deep and heavy with pleasure from her pussy against his cock. ‘Now, let’s get some more of my seed inside you, shall we?’ he said, almost as if guessing what she was thinking. ‘Impale yourself, darling.’

Kylie gritted her teeth as she positioned James’ shaft against her entrance and lowered herself down onto him. Oh, she hurt! She was so sensitive from his rough use during the night, her entrance feeling raw and abraded.

‘Faster!’ James snapped, his hands tightening on her hips to pull her sharply down onto him.

Kylie shrieked as he slid into her, filling her.

‘Better,’ he said snidely, when he was all the way inside her. He flicked a casual finger across the swell of one of her large boobs. ‘Fuck yourself on me, girl, while you rub these udders in my face. Show me how good you can be to fuck.’

Gritting her teeth against the ache in her cunt, Kylie started to grind herself on his cock, settling each of her hands above his shoulders on the high chair back and lowering her breasts down so that they were rubbing up and down across James’ face. Gods, she was regretting every single horny fantasy she had had about him – some of which had included precisely this situation where she was forced to fuck him and rub her breasts on his face.

‘Fuck yes,’ he groaned, settling back onto the chair, his hands running loosely over her body, clearly enjoying her curves, her hips, the wide swell of her breasts. ‘You were built for fucking, Kylie.’

Kylie blushed, hating him, but she kept grinding herself against him, feeling him grow even stiffer and thicker inside her. The tender feeling inside her cunt had eased and now all she could feel was pleasure — a deep, hungry pleasure. It had been so long since she had had such good sex — honestly, she wasn’t sure she had ever had such good sex.

She faltered in her movements as she heard the door open behind her, but James snapped at her.

‘Keep going, you slut,’ he said. ‘Don’t you dare stop.’

‘Have you got another shy one, James?’ Kylie heard an amused voice from behind her and she wanted to scream with rage as she kept gyrating up and down on James’ dick.

‘She’ll learn,’ James groaned, his voice deep and raw with his arousal. ‘Grab a drink. I’ll be with you soon.’

‘What will I learn?’ Kylie asked, her voice uneven. ‘And who else have you fucked here?’

‘None of your business, darling,’ the snide voice from behind her said. James just chuckled, not answering himself. Kylie flushed with deep embarrassment at the patronising tone from the unseen stranger. ‘Why don’t you be quiet, and let me watch your delicious backside while you rut with my friend?’

Kylie flushed brighter red but she didn’t have any time to object anyway, as James slid hard hands down to her hips. He used his purchase on them to start to fuck her hard and fast. Soon she was crying out as he thrust into her with his hips, physically moving her hips with his hands back and forth for maximum effect.

Her breasts were bouncing up and down above his face and she felt objectified — reduced to a warm, wet hole for penetration and a pair of big breasts for groping. James fucked her hard and it didn’t take long before he came. He groaned as he ejaculated into her, a long orgasm, his face rigid with pleasure as he emptied himself into her again.

‘That’s it,’ he said, his grip on her hips softening. He opened his eyes and winked at her, before both his hands moved up to cup her breasts, one in each hand. ‘We’ll get a baby inside you in no time, my girl, won’t we? Say ‘thank you, Daddy’.’

‘Th-thank you, D-daddy,’ Kylie said, tears of embarrassment running down her face. ‘I hate you,’ she said petulantly, knowing it wasn’t even true.

‘That’s a shame,’ he chuckled, a broad grin on his face. He stroked her breasts with lazy fingers as his cock softened inside her. ‘Because I’m going to be fucking you for a long time, my girl, while you pay back your dues. You’re going to be so damn good for me.’

‘I don’t want that,’ Kylie whispered, knowing it was too late. ‘Please don’t do this.’

But she knew that the time for her to say ‘no’ had passed. She was too weak, there was no way she could live without her allowance, without James’ money propping up her lifestyle.

‘I am doing this,’ he chuckled, riding a high of post-orgasm endorphins. ‘Hop off me, darling. I want my breakfast.’

Kylie closed her mouth, glaring at him, but unwilling to argue any further. Flushing with further embarrassment, she slid off him, hating that the stranger behind her — Mr Dennings, she assumed — had watched her having sex and being degraded by James.

James stood and fastened his robe around himself, taking Kylie’s hand to lead her across to the breakfast table.

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Chapter 11 of ‘Kylie’s Obedience’ is here.

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