Richard breaks his daughter

Her mind blanked, like it simply refused to process this new stimulus. Then it happened again "GUH". Her hands flew spread eagle, as it felt like her body had been hit by a taser or something. She couldn't stop herself, she was making sounds like she was gagging on a cock. All thoughts of her impending orgasm left immediately. But... what the...

Richard smiled. "No more fingering for this part. So now..." Richard pulled his cock fully and completely out of her ass. Then, giving her no time to rest, recollect herself, or for her ass to recover it's original position - pushed himself back in. He didn't even go that deep at first. Just pull out, shove back in, pull all the way out, shove back in, repeatedly. He knew that a sphincter wasn't designed to close and open over and over and over like that. This would be more work than it had done in the last week... condensed down into a few seconds.

"What... GUH... are... GUH... you doing... GUH... daddy?!? GUH I don't think my... GUH butt is supposed to... GUH... do that!"

"Now, you get punished for what you did. Oh. We're just getting started, babygirl." And Richard kept going. Pulling out, and pushing back in. He varied it. Sometimes he would push as deep as he could in one motion, and then pull all the way back up in another motion. Sometimes he would just go in an inch or so, then pull back out, rapidly pistoning her asshole open. He planned to do this for an hour straight, but changed his mind. He would do this until he came a third time. It was actually kinda difficult to extract pleasure from it - it was more like slipping a cock ring on and off than it was really pleasant in any way. Maybe he'd be at it for hours? Who knows.

He kept going. Pull all the way out, shove back in. Her sphincter kept trying to close between each thrust, and he kept bursting it back open, over and over.

Anne felt EXHAUSTED. She couldn't clear her mind, couldn't focus on anything else. Her ass was opening wide, closing, opening wide again, then closing. What was... fuck... she couldn't focus, couldn't think, couldn't do anything except make increasingly shameless sounds of all kinds. Every time Daddy pushed into her ass, she would yell some new thing. Sometimes she would curse, but usually it was some sound like a dying animal. She was crying freely, her nose was running, and she was drooling onto the bed. A little bit of the oil and cum from her ass had, with the more violent thrusts, gotten flung around the bedroom - some of it sliding into that same pool of goop. Her face was being dragged forward and back through a pool of (mostly) her own fluids as her eyes reddened. The resulting mixture had started to combine into some kind of... disgusting, soppy mess that was beginning to seep into her hair as well.

Richard never let up. He pulled out and pushed back in. Over. And over. And over. He had put a waterproof cover on the mattress earlier, and once he realized that she was now being rubbed in a pool of her own fluids - he shoved her body up a foot on the bed. Not because he wanted her to have any respite, but to spread the wealth. That throat slime, snot, tears, sweat, oil, and cum were now rubbing into her tits, as she made an entirely new pool to **** herself with. "Hang in there, babygirl. We're not even halfway done yet."

Anne's face was slack, her tongue lolling out of her mouth, dragging through the new pool of slop. But her eyes shot open as he said this. What?? How could she survive any more of this??

"You will never cum without permission again." And he pulled out and pushed in again and again, trying to get into a rhythm that could, despite the unusual sensation, get him to cum. Honestly, he didn't seem to be very close at all yet. Anne's ass started to gape open shamelessly.

After two hours like this, John realized that he just wasn't going to cum at all like this. Shame.

At least it had been an eventful few hours. Anne ended up passing out a few times, actually. Her body just went suddenly limp and she stopped making those weird sounds. That just necessitated reaching behind the bottle of lube to grab the packet of smelling salts he'd brought in. He used them to wake her up, and then, with no words of explanation - just went right back to what he was doing. A lot of the time he stayed still, and just dragged Anne forward and back through the slime on the bed.

Anne was in hell. Her mind was broken beyond belief after two hours of this. She had stopped thinking coherent thoughts, and a few times had woken up to a sharp smell and the continual **** of her ass. She had no perception of time at all. Had her asshole been on fire and sore for days? Had she been sliding back and forth through this muck of fluids for weeks? Who knew? Every inch of her torso was covered in the disgusting goo. Her body went limp long ago, and still daddy never stopped.

But eventually, he did stop.

Anne let herself breathe a moment. Could it... could it be over?

She felt daddy's hands on her hips as he flipped her whole body over.

Despite herself, Anne cringed. The fluids that had pooled beneath her were... wiped... along her side until her back was covered too. Her hair, previously sloshed on the bed, was now stuck to her face on one side instead.

Daddy stood over her. "Now babygirl, I didn't want to do that. But you understand now that what you did was wrong? I hope my punishment helped you realize that you are never, ever, ever allowed to cum without my permission again, or I will do so much worse than I just did. It's for your own good, babygirl." He smiled softly as he pulled her disgusting hair from her face. "You understand, don't you?"

Anne couldn't find it within herself to do anything but agree. "Yes, Daddy. I understand." Now please, she thought, leave me be. I've had too much.

"One last thing, though -" daddy said as he looked down at her. "To make sure this lesson... sticks... I want you to sleep in this bed tonight so you can think about what you did." He pulled some of the slime up with his hand and smeared it on her already covered pussy.

Anne started to cry "O... okay daddy..."

"I'll be sleeping in the living room tonight. Before I go, though - I have one more thing I need to do."

Anne looked up through her tears "daddy?"

Richard walked to the side of her, his dick pointing at her face. It was covered in cum, lube, and refuse from her asshole she'd rather not think about. "I need you to clean my cock off before I go to the living room, baby. Open your mouth."

Anne didn't have any strength left to even think about the request. She just opened her mouth and accepted the gentle facefuck, no longer even having the mental strength to feel disgusted by the taste of her ass on his cock. "I hope you learned your lesson, babygirl. I don't want to have to do this again. No more sex, okay? If you ever cum again, I'm going to have to do much, much worse."

After he pulled away, Anne's immediately went to sleep. She was done.

Richard looked down at his daughter's gleaming body, exhausted and covered in nearly every kind of bodily fluid. It was the sexiest thing he had ever seen. As one last farewell to the Viagra, he jacked off onto her teen body, making sure his cum spread around her tits and face especially.

Then he took a picture, and left.