“Can’t I be here?” Max feigned innocence.
“Ever since Halloween, you’ve been touching or taking pictures of me non-stop,” Lily whined.
“And I’ll continue to do so for the rest of your life, until I get bored of you.”
“Don’t you mean ‘for the rest of my life, or until you get bored of me,’” Lily corrected him.
Max grinned while shaking his head. “Those 2 are one in the same. Trust me, babygirl, the day I get bored of you, I’ll end your life myself.”
Lily had no reason to doubt Max’s sincerity. While once Max seemed to care about his daughter too much to murder her, he also once cared enough not to rape her or kick her so hard she expelled gallons of water from her bowels. She had no doubt he was capable of killing her and further more, she had a feeling he intended to and was looking forward to it.
All she had to do was give him a reason or opportunity. At least then her tormented painful life as her father’s sex toy would finally end. However, Lily was sure the final event in her life would be more painful than everything she had suffered up until that point and she was definitely not looking forward to it. Her dream about being violently pierced with hooks and then drowned while her father fucked her was more of a premonition in her opinion.
Lily was shaken from her thoughts by Max shoving his cock into her mouth. She squeaked loudly when he sat on her chest and forced the air out of her lungs. He grabbed her bangs and pulled her head up so he could push straight into her mouth. It was uncomfortable for both of them and soon he dropped her head, causing it to bump against the side of her bed.
Gaining an idea, Max finally climbed off of Lily and instead stood by her bedside. He then tilted her head all the way back and pressed his cock against her lips. She made a minimal effort to resist and eventually spread her mouth apart so her father could fit inside her. Her mouth was dry as cotton. Any saliva had dried up overnight. It tugged against Max’s shaft rather than gliding like usual.
“Can’t you drool a little or something?” Max slapped her cheek, but not hard enough to leave a mark.
Lily rolled her eyes in annoyance before moving her fingers to her own crotch. If she stimulated herself properly, she might begin to salivate. Max was impatient though and kept shoving into her mouth until he reached the back of her throat. Her position made it straight and easy to reach the end, but it also made it hard on her to breathe. Luckily, Lily had learned how to hold her breath for a long time after the incident in the bath.
Again they made for an interesting sight; a young girl with her head off the side of her bed and her father ramming his cock all the way down her throat while she masturbated with her pajama shorts around her knees in a vain attempt to turn herself on enough for her father to fuck her mouth faster.
Max seemed to think it would be funny to cover her nostrils with his thumbs so she could not breathe at all. Immediately she kicked off the bed, raising her naked lower half into the air. Max marveled at the sight of her still trying to masturbate. When he let go of her nose, her butt dropped back down to the bed and she began to piss in an arch right onto the floor.
Max leaned over the bed, burying his cock even further into her throat, and gave her squirting cunt a wet smack with his hand. Lily shrieked into his crotch, vibrating her throat against his cock. Her legs fell open obscenely as the arch of pee turned into a gush that soaked the sheets and her shorts.
Rather than continuing to masturbate, Lily just pried her cunt apart so she could piss more freely. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she seemed to just freeze in place beneath her father, still gushing. She had not been able to go to the toilet that morning after all. An entire night’s worth of urine was being released.
Max just laughed as he wished he had his camera with him. “Honey, is that you? Where are you?” Sandy’s voice called up the stairs. “Are you driving Lily to camp or am I?”
Max immediately yanked his cock out of Lily’s mouth and lifted her up by her hair. She looked like a complete mess with drool and precum all around her lips and hair sticking to her face. Her exposed breasts were red and raw and her cunt was still trickling. Max pulled her shirt down and her shorts up before setting her on her feet on the floor.
Lily stumbled forward a few feet before tipping forward straight onto her face. “Get up,” Max hissed at her. When she did not move he kicked her right between the legs. Her eyes crossed and she scooted forward on the carpet like a slug. He did it again and again until she managed to crawl out of her room. He led her to the bathroom and watched her try to climb over the edge of the tub.
When she was not fast enough for him, he grabbed her legs and flipped her over the edge. She landed with a loud thud. “What was that?” Sandy’s voice was getting closer. She had obviously started ascending the stairs. Max turned on the water to the shower and then left the bathroom. He closed the door to Lily’s room just before Sandy’s head appeared above the top step. She did not see him and instead made for the bathroom where the noise was.
“What are you doing,” Sandy gasped when she saw Lily lying in the tub on her back, letting the water fall straight onto her lower half, hiding the fact that her shorts were soaked with her own pee. Her eyes were crossed and her tongue was hanging out as she struggled to process the feeling of having her cunt kicked in by her father repeatedly. To her mother though, nothing looked sexual about her appearance and she just appeared to be a sloppy daughter that had slept in and was still half asleep.
While Sandy did her best to get Lily ready for camp, Max used the sheets from her bed to soak up all the liquid on the carpet until it was merely damp. He just managed to get them into the washing machine downstairs when Sandy and Lily went back to her room to get her scout uniform.
Sandy was in too much of a hurry to ask where her sheets were and soon they had left the house. Max went back to Lily’s room to put baking soda on the carpet to absorb the rest of the liquid and hopefully any smell. He sighed as he sat down on the edge of Lily’s mattress. He was starting to find it difficult to juggle his obsession with raping his daughter and his normal life. It would not be long before Sandy realized everything and he had to come up with a plan just in case.
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Lily was still pretty much out of it when her mother dropped her off at the camp grounds. Sandy had already driven off some minutes ago, before Lily realized she had been standing still at the edge of the camp without an expression.
Looking down she saw her full sash of scout patches, save for the overnight badge which she had procured from Mr. Richards on Halloween. Thinking back she recalled how he had pinned it through her breast and then demanded she wear it the same way when he next saw her; that and she was supposed to not have any panties on either.