Granted

My father took an anal plug and shoved it roughly into my anus.

My rectum awoke under the impact; my muscles protested, the pain making me forget for a moment my mother's vicious whipping.

I gritted my teeth as the metal plug sank deeper, its ridged notches scraping my inner walls with cruel precision.

A hoarse moan escaped me as my sphincter, betrayed by its own spasms, violently closed around the icy rod. The pain radiated in burning waves that strangely mingled with the guilty pleasure born of this calculated violation. A few inches further, the bulge of the object hit a sensitive spot; if my legs weren't tied, they would have buckled.

My father adjusted the plug with a sadistic twist of his wrist, making the metal grooves squeak against my inflamed mucous membrane.

A trickle of saliva flowed from my half-open mouth as my fingers gripped the leather restraints holding me to the block. The pain suddenly turned into an electric shock as the base of the plug struck my tailbone—each vibration reverberating through my nerves like an internal whiplash.

• Ah yes, you're killing me, ahhh!
• You haven't seen anything yet, my daughter, said my father.

He activated the plug's vibrations as my mother presented his penis to my mouth. After removing the ball gag, she bit down.

• Make me come !

Dad took off his pants, presenting his penis to the entrance of my vagina.

The tip of his glans penetrated my vagina, forcing entry with calculated slowness. A strangled cry rose in my throat, muffled by my mother's penis as it pushed between my lips. The double penetration had me pinned to the block, each movement of their hips sending conflicting shocks through my burning body.

The vibrating plug made my inner walls tremble as my father began to thrust in and out, his fists squeezing my hips to better impale me.

My father pushed deeper, his pubic bone crushing my clitoris with each thrust, while the vibrations of the plug amplified every sensation. Saliva dripped from my lips onto my mother's sex, my moans muffled by her warm flesh.

Despite my father's assaults, I tried to delve into my mother's vagina with my tongue, who seemed to be enjoying the situation.

Dad accelerated his thrusts, his penis scraping against my tense walls as my mother pressed my face harder against her wet sex. The vibrating plug suddenly changed intensity, a deeper hum insinuating itself inside me, making every muscle in my stomach quiver.

My father's fingers dug into my hips, his nails digging into my flesh as he pinned me harder against him.

The vibrations of the plug intensified even more, becoming almost painful, each pulse making my inner walls tremble as if under the **** of an electrical storm.

My father's cock was now hitting my cervix with mechanical regularity, his head widening the entrance to my uterus each time in a movement that drew muffled cries from me against my moist sex.

I was quickly reaching a point where my body was slipping away from me, arching like a bow as I felt an orgasm wash over me. My muscles tensed violently as the first wave washed over me, my vagina spasming around my father's cock while my anus screamed at the vibrating plug. Pain and pleasure mingled in an unbearable whirlwind, each pulse of the anal toy sending electric shocks up my spine.

At the same time, Mom and Dad came together, pumping me full of love juice and filling me with cum.

• Oh yes, you squeeze my cock so tightly, you little whore! My father yelled, his hips grinding against my ass with a final jolt as his hot cum spurted deep inside my womb.

My mother, her fingers buried in my hair, held my face against her dripping sex as her orgasm continued in trembling waves against my tongue.

The plug was still vibrating, its dull pulsations now almost unbearable as my convulsed muscles tried in vain to expel it.