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Ella’s Initiation: 8
Read more: Ella’s Initiation: 8‘Get my cock out,’ my father said flatly, stretching his legs wider apart in a relaxed, casual movement.
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Ella’s Initiation: 6
Read more: Ella’s Initiation: 6I heard the ominous clinking of chains and I tried not to feel abandoned by my father, now standing with his back to me at the coffee machine. He didn’t care that Robert was about to hurt me — torture me. Hell, he was probably going to enjoy it as much as Robert apparently was.…
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Ella’s Initiation: 5
Read more: Ella’s Initiation: 5I was both excited at the thought of my father fucking me, and horrified at how excited I was. ‘Well, girl?’ he said. ‘You remember your lessons?’ ‘Yes, Daddy,’ I whispered, blushing hotly.
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Ella’s Initiation: 3
Read more: Ella’s Initiation: 3‘In the eyes of the club, our family relationship doesn’t make any difference,’ said my father. ‘You’ve got a sweet, fuckable body, and I’ve got a load of cum with your name on it.’ I flushed to hear such crudity from him. It felt so taboo for him to even be thinking about this, and…
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Ella’s Initiation: 2
Read more: Ella’s Initiation: 2I turned helplessly to look at him. To look at my father. ‘But what am I supposed to do?’ I asked pettishly. ‘I gave them my real name. It’s not my fault they… It’s not my fault they matched me with you. What am I supposed to do?’ My father chuckled, an easy laugh that…


