soiled

i managed to catch my breath and asked him

• daddy i have to go to the bathroom, to do my big business.

he released me, took me by the arm and made me sit on the toilet looking at me

• I can't if you look at me,
• don't take me for an idiot, you better relieve yourself in front of me no question of forcing yourself to vomit, like you did during your anorexia crisis.

I felt his gaze heavy on me, making me feel even more **** and humiliated. I looked down, staring at the white ceramic floor, and tried to concentrate on the task at hand. But my stomach was rebelling, and I felt the viscous and brownish mixture rising in my throat. I closed my eyes, trying to calm down, but my whole body was tense.

I managed to relieve myself anally which relieved me a little of a weight, his gaze did not leave me I was ashamed, but nevertheless I was more and more excited.

I felt my body tremble under the excitement and shame. My "father" continued to look at me, waiting for me to finish. I felt like an animal exhibited in a cage, unable to hide from his gaze. Finally, I finished relieving myself, and I felt a certain relief. But I knew that it was only the beginning of a long morning

He pulled me by the arm while I wiped myself with toilet paper he pinned me to the wall and suddenly sodomized me,

• aaaahhhh no dad I'm dirty.
• I reassure you you have been for a long time, your soul is that of a gutter whore.

If I had been an anally virgin he would have torn me apart without remorse.

The pain was throbbing, and I felt my body tense up to try to resist the invasion. My "father" kept me pinned against the wall, his hot breath on the back of my neck. I felt his hands holding my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh. He moved me slowly, but with a **** that hurt.

I closed my eyes, trying to focus on something other than the pain. But it was everywhere, it was tearing me apart from the inside, but my body was begging for more and went with it.

• you see you like it he increased the brutality of his assaults on my anus.

The pain was more and more unbearable, but my body seemed to adapt to the brutality of his assaults. I felt my muscles relax, allowing my "father" to penetrate deeper into me. His hands were still holding my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh like claws. He moved me faster and faster, his hot breath on my neck becoming more and more hoarse.

Once again my body escaped me so much it was gifted, the orgasm that overwhelmed me, found its source in my shame, my pain but also in my pleasure.

My body relaxed completely, letting my "father" penetrate me even deeper. His assaults slowed down, then his body tensed suddenly, cumming inside me. He stayed inside me for a long time, panting, his hot breath on my neck. I felt his heart beating against my back, his body trembling with fatigue. He still kept me pinned against the wall, his hands clenched on my hips.

Then, slowly, he withdrew from me. he threw me to the ground with a crazy look, lost he pulled me by the hair, licked to clean my sex of your shit.

I felt his rough fingers pulling my hair, I stuck out my tongue and licked his cock, the taste of shit mixed with his cum.

I felt his rough fingers pulling my hair, forcing me to lick his cock. The taste of shit mixed with his cum, and I felt my throat revolt. But I continued, obedient, not wanting to suffer his anger.

When he was done, he released me, and I collapsed on the ground, exhausted and humiliated. He looked at me for a moment, his eyes cold and hard.

• you are nothing but a piece of shit dad, you take advantage of me, to satisfy your filthy urges.

his gaze became merciless, he took a plant support from a pot,

• this is the last insult you will ever utter, I will teach you to shut up.

He pushed my head into an armchair, I heard a whistle in the air, the improvised cane hit my buttock with ****, and I screamed in pain. My "father" held my head down in the armchair, I couldn't move. I felt the burn of the cane on my skin, and I knew I was going to have a mark, he let loose I stopped counting when the pain became as unbearable as the pleasure that was devastating me just as much.

The pain of the cane on my skin was unbearable, I felt my flesh burning and tearing. My "father" still held my head down in the armchair, his hands holding my hair with a **** that hurt me. I felt his fingers digging into my scalp, pulling my head back. The cane fell on my skin with a sharp sound, making me scream in pain with each blow.

• sorry it's okay I was a little overwhelmed, I poured out my hatred on you I could have really gone too far if it hadn't broken, I really wanted to hurt you.

catching my breath.

• please sir, our agency makes it a point of honor to satisfy our customers.
• Thank you Teyla my little Stella will escape my madness thanks to you, I was able to free myself from my hatred, you know that you look like her, he took out a photo indeed I could have been mistaken although she is younger than me.
• could I make another appointment for another session with you? despite what you have been through?

I smile although my buttocks were throbbing.

• If it can help you, of course.

He got up and got dressed smiling at me,

• wait for your kitten.
• gift and it's better for him, I risk making him suffer a sad fate if I catch him confusing my daughter with his mother's cat and in the wrong place.

I nodded hugging him as he passed within my reach, I thought of the possibilities as I headed towards the infirmary passing Emma who asked me why I was smiling at my kitten when my ass was blown apart.

• it's too complicated to explain.

Ginger saw me pass by with the kitten, amused she handed me an envelope, I wasn't going to spit on 753 pounds sterling and 54 pence, plus I had perhaps allowed a father to avoid the worst and ruin what was left of his family.

the day was beautiful, plus I had had my fun several times, on the other hand my ass and my stomach would hold it against me for a long time.