Dad Freaks Out

So we did. We began to go from room to room. When we went into the Duchesses room, the toy was still strapped to the bed.

There was also a shadowy woman in the corner. I pointed her out to dad, but he didn’t see her.

“Took you long enough,” the shadow said. “You know your daddy licked this.”

“What? Dad licked this?”

He stumbled out of the room.

“How’d you know?” he asked. “You shouldn’t know that.” I watched him run down the hallway.

“Stay here for a time,” the shadow said. “Let me show you something.”

The Duchess snapped her withered ghastly fingers and I saw that this wasn’t just a toy. This was actually a man strapped down to the bed, his cock hard and ready. He moaned in protest, but the ghost snapped her fingers again. I watched a shadowy replay of my father walking into the room. I watched him bend down and suck the cock-- the real cock.

“Daddy I’ve missed being your girl,” I heard my own father say. Then I realized I was watching him blow my grandfather.

“You know what you have to do,” said the Duchess. She pointed to my grandfather’s strapped to the bed. I shook my head, I turned to go. The door was shut.

Only one way out.

I knelt down in front of the bed and slowly licked my grandfather’s cock until he came in my mouth.