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Chapter 23

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Bound!

Consciousness returned to me and with it a barrage of sensations. Immediately there was a horrible dull ache in the back of my head that went right through to my teeth and left a slight ringing in my ears. My shoulders hurt and my hands were bound in ropes behind my back. My skin had goosebumps all over from the cool air caressing my naked body.

And then there was the warm wet sensation around my dick and the soft ass cheeks slapping against my thighs.

I opened my eyes slowly and was greeted with the sight of a young woman bouncing on my cock with almost violent enthusiasm. It took a moment for me to realise it was Lucy, her face twisted into an expression of pure euphoria as she worked herself closer and closer to orgasm.

As she smashed her genitals down harder and harder on my own, squeezing her walls around my dick like her life depended on it, I felt the pleasant tingle of coming release and it didn't take long for my balls to empty themselves deep into her the hungry cunt that was currently constricting me. The pleasure was absolute brilliance and for one glorious moment the pain in my skull, shoulder and soul was smothered and I felt like a king.

But then the orgasm faded, and my world began to spin as the pain returned tenfold. Nausea almost overtook me and had Lucy not been sitting on my lap I'm certain I wouldn't have crumpled in a heap like a puppet with no strings.

Christ, maybe sex and a possible concussion weren't a great combo.

Lucy had calmed down enough to take note of my current state, her whole body shifting from lust-crazed to concerned. Her hands gently taking my face. "Daddy? You don't look so good," her eyes, identical to my own, scanned me, "sorry to just hop on like this, but I've waited long enough and you promised me."

Fuck, that's right. I had just committed an act of incest with my demonic daughter. Fucking great!

"What ...happened?" I blanched, "where am I?"

"Oh, well, Little Sis hit you over the head. Everyone else freaked out, things got a little out of control, there was shouting and uh...we tied you up here in the basement," She blushed a little, "oh and ...uh, me and Little Sis kind of ....fucked you."

I felt my stomach churn. "You...had sex with me while I was unconscious?" Another wave of nausea came forth. "Jesus Christ Lucy!"

She at least had the good sense to look chastised. "Sorry Daddy, but...it's ok, right? We got to make a baby together. Isn't that what people who love each other should do?"

My eyes went south to her bare stomach and I felt myself struggling with an aneurysm. It had been a few minutes at most since I came inside her and already a tummy was forming. And what was worse, the changes were happening before my very eyes; something moved underneath her skin, and her tits hung a little heavier as milk rapidly began to fill them.

Catching my look, Lucy smiled as if she was proud about the sudden development. "I'm going to be a Mommy, isn't that great?" She rubbed at her tummy, "and when this little one comes out, you can put another in, ok?" She embraced me, nuzzling into my chest. "And then when our daughters are old enough, you can make them mommies too. It'll be so great Daddy, we'll be one big family."

What was most horrific about all of this was, she was really reminding me of Rachel whenever she wanted a cuddle. There was an honest childlike innocence to this you woman, even as she spoke of essentially using me to breed a hoard of incestuous demonic offspring. It was utter insanity and I had to get out, but maybe I could play on this...

"Lucy," I said in a voice that was perhaps just in the neighbourhood of calm, "that all sounds great, but you need to untie me now, ok? Daddy hurt his head really bad and I need to speak to Emma."

Lucy drew back, frowning at me. "Oh, I'm not sure. Little Sis wouldn't like that too much. She told me that I had to keep you down here and I don't really like arguing with her."

I swallowed back a string of expletives and forces a patient smile. "Who's Little Sis?"

"Me."

Both our heads turned at the voice and I was greeted by an Asian woman, standing heavily pregnant and holding what looked like a blood stained golf club in her hand. I knew at once this was my daughter I had conceived with Emma. This was the demon that had bashed my head and trapped me in this hell.

"We're going to be playing with you for a while yet, Daddy."

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