He picked up the hand cream he used the previous night and emptied some onto his fingers. She started to roll over so she could get on her knees, but he held her in place. He grabbed her ankles and pulled them, along with much of her body, into the air with one hand. He folded her legs back toward her head then forced two figures into her rectum, eliciting a cry of pain. “It hurt!” she cried out, but he paid it no mind. If she wanted to be raped, he would give her the full experience.
Her eyes were shut tight as tears formed in their corners. He withdrew his fingers then folded her legs back until her ankles were on either side of her head. He then stood over her and crouched down until the tip of his throbbing cock was pressed against her tight, swollen anus. She put her hands out for him to wait, but he started to push inside her anyways. This elicited instant cries of protest from her, “Stop otousan! Tousan it hurt. Tousan, please sTOP!” the last of her pleads came out as a scream when he plunged his full length into her. He was thrusting into her hard and saw tears streaming down her temples while she howled in pain. He felt like a wild beast claiming his prey, but seeing her tears were bringing him back to his senses. He was about to stop and beg for her forgiveness when he saw another liquid dripping onto her face. It was her own quim dripping freely from her upturned cunny. He realized that despite the pain and fear, she was incredibly excited. What she told him was true and not some childish bluff; she truly wanted to be raped. It was the reassurance he needed to continue.
He started thrusting into her with wild abandon. He was grunting like a savage beast as he pummeled her arse. As he did, he watched her. Her pain was real, her tears were real, her fear was real, and her sexual excitement was also real. He thought this little girl must be some special kind of crazy, but that made two of them as he felt his own excitement build.
He grabbed her by the waist and swung her up through the air until her chest was close to his then lifted her body up and down onto his cock while his hips gave an extra hard thrust on the down stroke. She held onto his arms for support, and he studied her agonized face. He wondered what was it that brought her such excitement from being used like this. How was she feeling pleasure from being forced to endure the pain he was imposing on her, and why was he taking such satisfaction in giving it.
She was panting feverishly while whimpering moans that were a mix between agony and ecstasy. He could tell that she was building toward something massive, and he felt his own body was doing the same. He could no longer think, wonder or have concern. An animal instinct had taken him over, as he went wild with primal lust. He felt a flood of the little girl’s cum flow over him as waves of spasms rushed through her. She screamed cries of pain stricken bliss that drove him over the edge. His whole body convulsed as a fountain of semen erupting into the girl’s tiny rectum. He had never came so hard in his life as he did right then. His legs were shaking as shot after shot of his sticky cum continued to explode out of his cock. He almost collapsed, but managed to go down to his knees before collapsing onto his back, still holding Nana in place.
She too collapsed, falling onto his chest. They were both panting, completely out of breath. As he started to come to his senses, he heard Nana saying something at almost a whisper. She was saying it over and over like a chant. “Arigato tousan, arigato, arigato tousan,” she kept repeating.
Arigato was one of the very few Japanese words David knew. It means thank you, but he now had to know what otousan or tousan, as she sometimes said, meant. “Nana, Ah pure want tae ken whit ‘at means, tousan?”
She turned her head and looked him in the eye. Her eyes were red, and her face was stained with tears, but she had an expression of pure bliss. She scooted up his chest and whispered in his ear, “It mean father.” His heart felt like it was about to burst as different emotions gripped him all at the same time. Tears began to roll down his own cheeks, and he hugged nana tightly against his chest.
After some time passed, he carried Nana back to the bathroom, scrubbed them both down again and soaked in the tub as she fell asleep curled up on his chest. He held her to his body and gently stroked her as he considered what had just happened, and what the future would hold.
Nana had bonded with him. She now saw him as both a lover and a father figure. Mark and him had planned to be in Japan for one more week, but he had a couple months before he would have to leave. He knew that was not enough time with her; no amount would be enough time. Yuki liked him, he knew that, and he really liked her. However, he was in love with Nana. The only way he knew how to be with the daughter was to also be with the mom. He didn’t like this idea because it felt like he would have to use Yuki to be with her daughter. He felt it was despicable and unfair, but he also knew it was the only way to be with this little girl that he loved. It was also a problem that he could tell his best friend liked Yuki, and he would have a secret agenda behind his back. He knew things were going to get very complicated and they might turn out very badly, but he also felt like he had to do whatever he could to be with the girl he loved, to be with Nana.
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End of Part Two
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Author’s note: I hope you enjoyed the second installment of this story. I know some people will be offended by the events that took place. However, before you rush to judgment, please consider that everyone is different, and what might not be right for most can be right for some.
I will release the next episode as soon as I can, and please feel free to message me with any thoughts you have about this or any of my other work.
Thank you for reading,
JapPainPrincess