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purplesuitcowboy · 8 days

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tw: incest (brother/sister) , dubcon (she consents but doesn't really know what she's consenting too)

A quiet gasp escaped Isabelle's lips and she watched her parents from a crack in the door. Her mother was laid out on their bed and her father was hovering over her, moving vigorously. With every snap of her father's hips, a pleasurable moan or gasp escaped her mother's lips. Isabelle didn't exactly understand what she was seeing but she felt a warm feeling developing between her legs that she'd never experienced before. Hesitantly, she touched between her legs, rubbing at her panty covered mound. She thought touching it might make the feeling go away but it just made it worse.

Isabelle heard a noise behind her and quickly yanked her hand away. Anxiously looking for the source of the sound, she looked down the hall. She relaxed when she saw that it was just Michael her older brother. He shot her a confused looked and she placed a finger over her mouth, telling him to keep quiet. She wasn't sure what her parents were doing but she felt strongly that whatever it was, they wouldn't appreciate her looking.

"What are you doing?" he whispers to her. She squirms as his hot breath tickles her ear.

She just points to the gap in the door, and steps away so that he can take her place and look through.

"What are they doing?" She asked him, peering at them over his shoulder.

"Fucking," he told her bluntly. She wrinkled her nose at the word, repeating it back at him as a question.

He turned away from them and towards her. "Be quiet and I'll show you," he replied. He grabbed her by her shoulders, turned her, and pushed her forward so that her cheek rested against the wall. He stood close behind her, his chest against her back and his hard cock against her ass. He slipped one of his hands down her panties, running his fingers against her wet slit.

"Someone's excited, hm?" He asked her, voice low and rough in her ear, as he pushed a thick finger into her tight channel. "Oh, fuck. Your little pussy's so tight."

"W-wait, Michael. I don't know about this. I feel weird," she protested. He just shushed her. "Be quite. You don't want them to hear you, do you?" He added another finger and scissored his fingers, stretching out her hole. Drenched in her liquids, he pulled his fingers out of her cunt and circled her clit. Isabelle groaned and panted at the sensations. It was weird but it felt so good. She didn't ever want him to stop. Eye's closed, head back, and mouth open, his sister grinded her delicious little pussy against his fingers.

"Yeah, just like that. Good girl," he told her.

"What's happening? I dont-"

"Just let it happen. Come on, Bella. Cum on my fingers."

Cum? She didn't know what that meant but that didn't stop the feeling from overwhelming her. Isabelle had her first ever orgasm on her big brothers fingers, outside of their parents bedroom. Michael didn't give her a lot of time to bathe in the after glow of her orgasm. Quickly, he pulled his hard cock out of his sleep pants and pulled her panties to the side, positioning himself against her entrance. He locked eyes with her as he began to slowly push his fat cock into her tight channel. He watched her mouth take on a little "o" shape and her eye roll back into her skull as she was slowly split open by his cock.

"God, look at you. You look so good on my big dick."

After what felt like a short eternity, he was balls deep. He rested his head against her shoulder as he took several deep breaths, trying to collect himself.

She was so hot and tight around him, it was almost overwhelming. Isabelle whined and rocked her hips against him, trying to get him to move. Her pussy hurt, stretched at it was around his cock, but she'd had her taste of pleasure and she wanted more. Michael pulled out until only the head of his dick was in her pussy and then thrust his hips, filling her completely. Isabelle moaned loudly and Michael slapped his hand over her mouth. He could hear their mother talking in the bed room but couldn't quite make out what she was saying. They stood there quietly for a moment, just listening. There was a grumble of a reply from their father and then that was it.

Slowly, as not to make much noise, Michael thrust in and out of his sisters cunt. Isabelle, pushed at his thigh, trying to tell him to stop but he grabbed her hands and held them above her head. They'd come this far, he wasn't stopping until he came. With his free hand, he rubbed at Belle's clit and she quickly regained her previous enthusiasm.

It wasn't long until she cumming on his cock, panting and writhing while trying to stay quiet. As she came, her cunt clenched tightly around Michael's dick pushing him over the edge. He shot his load deep into her unprotected pussy. He knew she wasn't on any kind of birth control so it wasn't unreasonable to think that she might be carrying his kid soon. The thought of breeding her fertile cunt was more than enough to inspire a second round. Reluctantly, he pulled out of her tight snatch, his cum dribbled out of her cunt and down her legs.

"I'm not done with you yet," he told her as he grabbed her hand and pulled her into his bedroom.

He laid her out on his bed. Spread out on his sheets, she was ripe for the taking. He pulled off her soiled panties and threw them onto his floor. In the safety of his bedroom, he could take his time and enjoy her properly.

"This," he told her, pointing to her pussy," belongs to me now."

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purplesuitcowboy · 11 days

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alt account for @purplesuitcowboy because i wanted a place to post sexy gifs without my work being nuked by tumblr. let's see how long this shit lasts.

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purplesuitcowboy · 20 days

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haha..nice

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purplesuitcowboy · 24 days

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tw: rape and incest

During college, Abigail had gotten into pilates. All of the girls on her hall did it together every Saturday. They all get dressed in their work out gear, line up their brightly colored yoga mats on the campus green and run through the sequences of movements together as a group. If she needed help, she could always count on one of the other girls to help her stretch or show her the proper form for a movement. It was a nice atmosphere and Abigail found herself looking forward to it every week.

Coming home for summer break, Abigail promised herself that she would keep up her pilates practice at home so she wouldn't be out of practice when the school year started back up in the fall. By herself, she sat up her yoga mat in the back yard and began to run through the movements. Downward facing dog.. breathe..stretch and then gently shift into plank...breathe..stretch. She was so busy running through the movements that she didn't notice her dad who was watching her from the back porch. She was laying down with her back on the mat and her legs open, spread out like she was doing the splits.

"What are you doing over there, babydoll?" He asked her, leering at her young nubile body from his perch on the porch. Those leggings on her where absolutely sinfully, clinging to her round ass and full hips. From his vantage point, he could just see the outline of her puffy pussy lips through the thin material of her leggings. It didn't seem like she was wearing any panties under her leggings. Truly, it was blessing that his wife and son where out leaving him alone with his daughter.

"Just pilates, daddy. Actually, can you come down here and help me stretch?"

"Sure," he told her, walking over to join her. "Just tell me what you want me to do." He'd thought about adjusting his hard on so that she wouldn't see it but decided against it. She was a big girl. She could handle knowing what her body did to her daddy. It might even help her, maybe, convince her to be more thoughtful about what she wore around me.

"Press my legs down."

He settled between her open legs, and placed his hands on her thighs pushing down on them like he was trying to drive them into the ground.

"That feels great. Thank you," she took a deep breath, and tried to relax into the stretch.

"You're real flexible now aren't you, baby?" He told her appreciatively. He was loosing focus on the goal of the activity, running his hands down her legs. He hadn't been this hard in years. She just giggled and waved him off while she adjusted her legs, bringing them together and then pulling them towards her like she was trying to kiss her knees. When she was settled, he resumed trying to help her stretch. With his hands place on the backs of her calves, he pushed her legs towards her. In their new position, Abigail could easily feel her dads hard cock pushing against her cunt. Experimentally, he rolled his hips against her, rocking his cock against her. The head of his cock brushed against her clit, forcing a reluctant gasp out of Abigail's lips.

"Daddy, this is wrong." She told him, trying to push him off of her. He grabbed her wrists, and pinned them above her head with one of his hands so she couldn't stop him. Her legs fell on either side of him as he positioned himself between her legs. She bucked again trying to get him off of her but he was too heavy. He adjusted his hold on her, one hand holding her wrists, and on tightly gripping her hip as he continued to rut into her. Her pussy gushed liquid, soaking into and darkening the crotch of her leggings.

"We're outside what if the neighbors see," she tried again, changing tactics.

"I don't care who sees now either we can do this the easy way or the hard way, either way I'm getting me some of this," he punctuated his statement by groping one of her ass cheeks. "Now take of these leggings or I'll take them off you myself."

Abigail worriedly chewed on her lip as she looked around at the surrounding houses. All someone would have to do was look out of their window to see the two of them. She was filled with fear but also the thrill of doing something risky, the anticipation that anything could happen. Hesitantly, she rolled the bottom of the leggings off of her ass, and down her legs. Carelessly, her father pulled them off of her legs and deposited them on the ground beside her. Releasing her wrists, he pushed her legs open, revealing her little pink pussy.

"That's a good girl. God, you've got a pretty pussy," he told her.

"Don't say that, you're making me feel weird," Abigail replied, covering her eyes with her hands so she wouldn't have to see. Despite her horror, she found herself peaking at him from between her fingers.

He dipped his head between her legs, caressing her folds with his tongue. He alternated between licking up and down her slit, and gently sucking on her clit. All the while, Abigail moaned and whimpered behind her fingers. "Delicious." As he licked and sucked, he worked a thick finger into a tight cunt, pumping it in and out, and then he added another. Abigail's moans increased in volume as he fucked her with his fingers. Her mind was reeling, she'd masturbated before but it never felt this good.

Eventually, the pleasure won out and she gave up on hiding behind her fingers, resting her hands on her fathers head as she grinded her cunt onto his fingers and tongue. It just felt so good. She wanted more, she wanted him deeper. It just wasn't enough.

"Fuck, baby. You got me all worked up," her father told her as he pushed himself off of her, his hands rushing to his belt so he could pull out his fat cock. She gasped at the sight of it, trying to wriggle away from him. He clambered over her and positioned the head of his dick against her tight hole.

"Wait, daddy. Don't," she begged, breathlessly. His mouth and fingers had felt amazing but surely, this was a step too far.

"No, can do buttercup," he told her. "I want this cunt now and you are not gonna stop me. God couldn't stop me from fucking this sweet pussy." In one fluid motion, he thrust his full length into her tight cunt. Abigail squealed and her eyes teared up as she was suddenly stretched and filled completely by her fathers big dick. Showing great foresight, he covered her mouth with his hand, dampening the sound of her cries.

"Shh, baby, you don't want the neighbors to see, right?" he told her, as he began to rock his cock in and out of her tight channel. As he found his rhythm, Abigail's squeals of pain became moans of pleasure. Satisfied that she wouldn't scream, he removed his hand from her mouth and pushed up her sports bra, freeing her tits from the confines of her tight top. They bounced in time with her father's thrusts.

"You feel so good, baby. Your little pussy feels so good on your daddy's fat cock."

Abigail slid her hand between her legs and rubbed her clit as her father fucked her. With the additional sensation, she quickly brought herself to orgasm, writhing on her father's cock as she came. Her cunt squeezed him like a vice, pushing her father to his own orgasm. He shot his thick load into her cunt, filling her up with his cream. He pulled out of her with a grunt, and rolled over, laying next to her with his back on the grass. He checked his watch. They wouldn't be back home for another couple of hours, that was totally enough time for another round or two.

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purplesuitcowboy · 28 days

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everything i write is kinda fucked but at least this is short

tw: rape

As punishment for crashing her car, Samantha had been forced to ride the school bus to school and back home. It stopped feeling like punishment when she realized that the burly man who drove the bus had a massive cock and a penchant for looking when he wasn't suppose to. She only teased him (wearing no panties, sitting with her legs open so he could see her slick folds in the rear view mirror, and fingering her wet cunt for him to watch) for a couple of days before he snapped. After everyone had filed off of the bus, he'd grabbed her, bent her over the bus seat, and forced his fat cock into her tight little pussy. He took her roughly, pounding her leaky cunt. She came on his cock like a whore, squirting all over the seat. They made it a habit. After everyone else had gotten off of the bus, he'd bend her over and fuck her stupid then send her off to class with his cum between her thighs.

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purplesuitcowboy · 29 days

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tw: rape and incest. please don't read this if that's not what you're looking for.

this is part 2. read part 1 (x)

Not knowing what else to do with herself, Karly dutifully finished scrubbing the floor. She even cleaned up the puddle of cum that they had left on the floor. She tried hard to focus on the task at hand and not the heat between her legs. As horrifying as the situation was, Karly found herself impossibly horny and the only thing she really wanted was to be filled up by her father's fat cock. The only thing scarier than the fact that he had ruthlessly fucked her was the growing desire she felt for him to do it again. There must be something wrong with her, there was no way she truly wanted him to do that to her again.

The task finally finished, she wandered into the back of the house to find her father. Eventually, she found him in his study. She knocked lightly on the door, which had been left sightly ajar, and then entered the room. He was typing away at his computer like he usually was, completely absorbed in his work.

"Ah, I finished the floor," she told him, voice uncharacteristically shaky.

She didn't know what to do with this man who looked just like her father but behaved like a stranger. She stood on edge, wary of what he was going to do next.

"Alright, let me finish this and then we'll go."

She nodded and turned on her heel to leave but he stopped her.

"Just come here and wait while I finish working on this. I shouldn't be much longer."

Her face betrayed her confusion and she wanted to resist, to run away to the safety of her room but she did as she was told. She walked behind his desk, careful not to knock over any stacks of books or boxes of paper, and stood next to him awkwardly. He took a break from his typing to level his heavy gaze in her direction. A tsk of disapproval escaped from his lips as he pulled her into his lap. Karly released an undignified squawk of surprised as he dragged her to him.

She settled awkwardly in his lap, her ass pressed against his pelvis and her legs spread out on either side of his. He hadn't held her like this since she was a child but the abnormality of the contact didn't seem to bother her father, he kept his arm draped loosely around her waist as he continued to work. After several minutes passed with him dutifully working while she sat in his lap, she began to relax. She leaned her head back onto his shoulder, lazily casting her gaze to his computer screen. Her eyes glazed over as she looked at rows and rows of meaningless numbers recorded in an excel spreadsheet. Her mind wandered and she sat looking at nothing, thinking of nothing in particular.

She didn't seem to notice his hand drop from high on her waist to above the waist band of her shorts, and then between her legs. The first time his hand brush against her pussy, she thought it was an accident but the second time, she knew that it wasn't.

"Daddy," Karly said, trying unsuccessfully to push his hand away.

"Come on," he told her, drawing his hand away from his laptop and up under her top to grope her perky tits. Roughly, he pulled and pinched at her nipples until they stood erect. "Don't act like you don't like it."

Karly stammered trying to come up with a response. Of course, she didn't like it. It was wrong. She couldn't believe that he would imply otherwise. Ever insistent, he slid his hand under the waistband of her shorts, rubbing two fingers along the chubby lips of her pussy before he slipped them inside of her wet cunt. A loud slck slck sound could as he pumped his fingers in and out of her slick folds. Karly was torn, half mortified that such a sound came from her body and half pleased that her father's fingers were filling her pussy again. He tsked again, his voice low and his breath tickled her ear.

"Look at this, you're soaked."

Karly's gasped at the sensation. She tried to get up but she couldn't get out of his lap, his grip on her was too tight. Steadily, he pumped his fingers in and out of her, breaking every now and again to circle her little clit. She panted and whimpered, familiar warmth began to pool in her stomach. It felt too good. As he continued to grope and finger fuck her, she could feel his hard on grow against her ass. She wanted it, she realized. She wanted more. Hesitantly, she rocked her hips back and forth, grinding against his fingers and his cock.

"That's it," he told her, voice low in her ear," atta girl."

She felt herself being slowly drawn to the edge but right before she could tumble over into the pure bliss of orgasm, he stops removing his hand from her shorts. She turned her head to look at him, desiring so much for him to put his hand back where it was but afraid to say the words. He pushes her to her feet and then tugs at her shorts.

"Come on. Take these off for me."

She does as she is told, sliding the tiny shorts off of her legs, exposing her bare cunt and bottom to her father. She hears a light jingle and soft rustling, as he moves his thick cock from his trousers. This is her first time seeing it and she almost cannot believe that he got the whole thing inside of her. Seeing it scared her but her father didn't give her too much time to dwell on the feeling as he pulled her back into his lap onto his waiting cock. It slid in easier this time than before and it still hurts but now it hurts in a way that she finds almost pleasurable. She is deliciously full, completely impaled on his cock.

Her father put a hand on her hip, moving her hips with his hand to show her how he wanted her to move. She followed his guidance, grinding her cunt down on his hard cock. He thrust up into her, matching her movements until they were rutting against each other. He wraps one of his arms around her waist for leverage and with his free hand, he places his fingers between her legs rubbing her clit. Karly's pussy clenched tightly around his cock as she came, shuddering and shaking in his arms.

She had gotten her orgasm and now it was his turn. He pushed her forward so was she bent over his desk. His hands gripped tightly to her hips, he fucked her at a rough pace, thrusting deep into her womb over and over again. She scrambled for purchase, trying to grab hold of something on the desk to stabilize her but she only ended up knocking a stack of papers off of his desk.

He wrapped a hand around her neck and pulled her back to him until her shoulders met his chest and her ass pressed against him. Her body arched like a bow as he continued his brutal onslaught. The rhythm of his thrusts became frantic as he neared his orgasm. For the second time that day, he shot his load deep into her cunt. Karly sagged in his arms, as he caught his breath. He hadn't felt this kind of desire since he was a young man. He'd just cum but looking at her with her ass out, spread out over his desk had him craving yet another round.

He hadn't slept with anyone since his wife died but fucking Karly had awoken the beast in him and he was insatiable. It was becoming impossible to look at her without wanting to fuck her until she was shaking, crying, and stuffed full of his cum.

He pulled out of her with a grunt and a load of his cum followed, dripping down her legs and onto the floor. They had things to do today. He couldn't just spend the day with his fingers and his cock in his daughters tight pussy. He tucked himself into his pants and then handed Karly her shorts.

"Get yourself cleaned up, okay? We still need to go to the pharmacy."

Without a word, Karly took her shorts and wandered into her bedroom to get dressed to leave the house. She cleaned herself up and dressed, trying not to think about the fact that she'd fucked her dad again and that she had enjoyed it. She met him at the front door of their home. He stared, unabashedly at her taking in her perky tits in her tight crop top and her full legs and hips which were accentuated by her pleated skirt. It wasn't anything outside of the normal for her clothing wise but he'd never gotten to truly enjoy it until now.

"Dressed like this, you're making me think you want me fuck you again. Are you wearing underwear?"

A shocked look crossed Karly's features at his words. Suddenly self conscious, she looked down at her clothing. She guessed that the shirt was a little tight but she didn't think that she'd picked him on purpose to bait him. She almost wanted to change. His question about underwear caught her off guard and she found herself nodding in confirmation.

"Give 'em here."

There's no way that he was serious. She searched his face looking for a sign that it was joke but found none. He stood there at the door to their home with his hand out, waiting for her to give him her underwear. She caved and pulled down her cotton panties, handing them to her father who slid them into his pocket.

"Alright, let's go."

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purplesuitcowboy · 29 days

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this is so long, my god but i love a sexy maid moment.

tw: rape (under negotiated kink and consent with coercion)

This job had not been Brittney's first choice. She'd been working at the restaurant one night when a man far to wealthy to be eating at an establishment as shitty as the place she worked had gotten her attention and slipped her his card. He'd told her that if she was ever interested in expanding her work opportunities and entering into a lucrative new field, she should give the number a call. At the time, she'd brushed off his proposition, thinking him a creep, but she never threw out his card. Of course, she'd gotten fired a week later for tardiness and after weeks of fruitless job hunting, she had re-evaluated his offer. Maybe, it wouldn't be that bad? He was pretty posh so she didn't imagine they have her doing hard labor outside or anything.

She checked her bank account and the minuscule balance helped her steel her nerves. She didn't have enough money to pay her rent this month. The leasing agency had been lenient with her thus far but she knew that eventually their patience with her late or missing or incomplete payments would wear out and she'd be out on the street. She'd called and found out that the number was for an agency that matched attractive young women with wealthy clients who needed extra assistance performing common household tasks. She'd asked the agent for more information but hadn't been able to get more out of them then vague statements about client confidentially.

She'd agreed and gone through the strangest application process she'd ever experienced. She'd never been asked to submit her measurements to a job before. She thought that maybe they just had specific uniform standards but she never received anything. The only pro about the whole thing, other then the pay check, was that it didn't take them long to match her with a client. She was sent an address, date, and time to arrive, and was told not to be late under any circumstances unless she wanted to be terminated immediately. This seemed like a lot for a job cleaning houses but she wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth.

That's how she'd managed to find herself in the swankiest building she'd ever been in on an elevator headed to the penthouse. The doors opened to a small hallway that lead to an ornate door with a gold door knocker in the shape of a lion. She knocked once and stood there in front of the door. Just how rich were these fucking people? She heard a series of locks being released and then the door opened, revealing a older man with salt and pepper hair, and strong jaw. He was obviously in great shape for his age, and she struggled to find the right place to look at him so she wasn't just shamelessly ogling her employer. He had a stern look about him and Brittney was happy that she wasn't late. She did not want to what he looked like when he was angry.

"Oh, uh. Hello, sir. I'm-", she started speaking quickly, trying to introduce herself but he cut her off.

"I know exactly who you are Brittney. Please come inside," he turned on his heel and briskly walked into the spacious apartment, not bothering to check and see if she was following behind him.

She squeaked in surprise and followed quickly behind him. The door immediately shut behind her and she heard a series of clicks as all of the locks fell back into place. It was the nicest apartment Brittney had ever seen. Everything was clean and white with the kind of modern minimalist furniture that only rich people liked. The best thing about the apartment was the windows. It had the best view of the city, that seemed to sprawl out like an ocean beneath them.

"We have much to discuss so why don't you get changed into your uniform and then we'll talk."

"Oh, I don't have a uniform. I thought the company was going to provide something but nothing ever came," she told him apologetically.

"I'd certainly hope not. We have a uniform for you here. It's in the other room there. It's based on your measurements so provided you did not lie, it should fit just fine."

Brittney looked at him baffled. She waited for him to provide more of an explanation but he did not so she walked into room to get changed. It was guest bedroom with an attached bathroom. Laid out on the bed was what looked like a slutty maid costume which was odd. She wandered around the room, looking for her uniform. Upon finding nothing, she poked her head out of the bedroom door.

"Excuse me, sir. I don't see my uniform," she told him.

"It should be on the bed," he told her, which would mean that the skimpy maid costume was her uniform.

"Oh, I'm sorry I can't wear that."

He looked at her for a moment with an expression on his face that seemed to communicate that he thought was was very stupid.

"Tell me, Brittney. Did you happen to read the contract before you signed it?"

Her face redden. She had looked at it but not very carefully. It just looked like a normal contract to her so she'd signed it without much thought.

"I see," he replied, voice cold." In the future, I would suggest you read contacts before you sign them and certainly before you show up at a clients house for a job. If you'd read it, you'd understand that employed in this capacity I own you - all of you. If you wish not to continue, please tell me now so I can send you on your way and we can stop wasting my time."

Her eyes widened as the reality of what she'd signed up for dawned on her. She'd figured that the job was weird but she didn't realize that it was going to be this. He was giving her an opportunity to leave and she should take it but she knew that if she did she could kiss her check good-bye.

"My apologies, sir. Please forgive me. I'll get changed right away."

She ducked back into the bedroom, closing the door gently behind her. She changed out of her clothes and into the skimpy costume. She'd original thought that it was one piece but it was actually three. It also came with a matching choker, tights, and high heels, as well as a little metal thing shaped like a tear drop with a heart shaped jewel on the end but Brittney couldn't figure what that was suppose to be for.

The top was something like a triangle bikini top with a matching shrug that only covered her shoulders. The triangles of the bikini top covered her nipples, which had come to points in the cool air and were visible under the thin fabric of the top, but little else. The skirt, which had a white apron sewed onto it, was equally immodest. It hugged her hips well but barely covered her shaved pussy. She'd looked around for underwear but found none. Brittney tried to pull her tiny skirt down to cover a bit more of her ass but it was in vain. She hoped that he wasn't going to have her picking anything up because she'd be completely exposed. With the addition of the accessories and shoes, she was (barely) dressed in her uniform. She walked back into the main room of the apartment where her client was waiting for her, holding the small metal object in her hand.

"I'm dressed, sir," she told. "I'm sorry. I don't know what to do with this though."

He walked around her in a circle, looking over her body appreciatively.

"It fits you well," he told her, taking the item from her hand. "Don't worry. I'll help you. Now, I am going to tell you about this job and you are going to listen. Today is going to be unlike your other days here. Consider it an introduction to the job."

He slide the item in his pocket and with his hand free, he grabbed Brittney by the waist and pulled her towards him. She stumbled forward, landing with her hands on his broad chest. He cupped her ass with his big hands, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh. Brittney gasped, at the sensation of his hands on her. This was bad. He was her boss, he shouldn't be touching her like this and she shouldn't be enjoying it. Despite her reluctance, she said nothing, afraid of pissing him off and losing her job.

"As I previously mentioned, while you work in this capacity, I own you and I mean this very literally," he told her, as he turned her so that her ass was pressed tightly against his thick cock. He ran his hands up and down her lithe body, groping her perky tits and upper thighs.

"You are going to do what I tell you to do, when I tell you to do it, and who I tell you to do it with," he continued. With one hand, he freed her tits from the confines of her tiny top, teasing her sensitive nipples with his fingers, and the other, he sneaks between her legs to rub at her little pussy. He runs two thick fingers against her slit, coating them in her juices, and then plunging two of them inside of her. Brittney moans in response, hips bucking to take in more of his thick fingers.

"You will not talk back, and you will not make me repeat myself. Do I make myself clear?" When she doesn't respond quickly enough, he pulls his fingers out of her cunt and roughly spanks her pussy, earning a yelp of surprise from Brittney.

"Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes," she replied, but she quickly learned that this was not the response that he was looking for as he delivered another series of slaps to her pussy.

"Not quite, try again," he told her, his hand hovering over her wet cunt ready to deliver another series of slaps if she fucked up.

"Yes, sir."

"Good, girl," he tells her and she shudder's at the praise. "Now, I am a firm master but I am not unfair. It is expected that you will make mistakes but you will be guided and corrected as needed."

He slips his fingers back into her waiting cunt, scissoring them to stretch out her hole and then adding a third finger, pumping them in and out roughly. While he fucked her with his fingers, he used his thumb to rub her tender clit until her legs began to tremble. He lets her get close to the edge but denies her, over and over again. To Brittney, it feels like her pleasure stretches into eternity. She has no conception of how long they have been standing here in his living room with his devilish fingers playing with her pussy. Letting go of her tit, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out the object from before.

"This, my dear, is a butt plug and it is apart of your uniform. I expect you wear it whenever you are working in this capacity. I'm sure this seems daunting now but I'm sure you'll grow to love it."

He pulls his fingers out of her cunt and pushes the plug inside, coating it in her juices. Brittney whimpers at the sensation but offers up no resistance. Slowly, he fucks her with the plug until she's close to cumming but slips it out before she can. He carefully pushes the plug against the tight ring of her anus and watches with satisfaction as it stretches around the toy. Brittney groans as her ass is slowly stretched and filled by the unfamiliar object. With the body of the plug snugly in her ass, the only thing that can be seen is the twinkling heart shaped jewel between her ass cheeks.

"That's a good girl. I think, you've earned an orgasm."

With her ass filled by the plug, his thick fingers in her pussy and against her clit felt even more intense. She came with a scream, as her legs buckled and she sagged against her employer's broad chest. She'd never cum that hard before. She felt like she'd been shot into space.

"Now that you've cum, I think it's time that you show your appreciation, huh?" he told her, as he pushed her to her knees and pulled out his hard cock.

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this is so long, my god but i love a sexy maid moment.

tw: rape (under negotiated kink and consent with coercion)

"Oh, uh. Hello, sir. I'm-", she started speaking quickly, trying to introduce herself but he cut her off.

"I know exactly who you are Brittney. Please come inside," he turned on his heel and briskly walked into the spacious apartment, not bothering to check and see if she was following behind him.

"We have much to discuss so why don't you get changed into your uniform and then we'll talk."

"Oh, I don't have a uniform. I thought the company was going to provide something but nothing ever came," she told him apologetically.

"I'd certainly hope not. We have a uniform for you here. It's in the other room there. It's based on your measurements so provided you did not lie, it should fit just fine."

"Excuse me, sir. I don't see my uniform," she told him.

"It should be on the bed," he told her, which would mean that the skimpy maid costume was her uniform.

"Oh, I'm sorry I can't wear that."

He looked at her for a moment with an expression on his face that seemed to communicate that he thought was was very stupid.

"Tell me, Brittney. Did you happen to read the contract before you signed it?"

Her face redden. She had looked at it but not very carefully. It just looked like a normal contract to her so she'd signed it without much thought.

"My apologies, sir. Please forgive me. I'll get changed right away."

"I'm dressed, sir," she told. "I'm sorry. I don't know what to do with this though."

He walked around her in a circle, looking over her body appreciatively.

"Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes," she replied, but she quickly learned that this was not the response that he was looking for as he delivered another series of slaps to her pussy.

"Not quite, try again," he told her, his hand hovering over her wet cunt ready to deliver another series of slaps if she fucked up.

"Yes, sir."

"Good, girl," he tells her and she shudder's at the praise. "Now, I am a firm master but I am not unfair. It is expected that you will make mistakes but you will be guided and corrected as needed."

"This, my dear, is a butt plug and it is apart of your uniform. I expect you wear it whenever you are working in this capacity. I'm sure this seems daunting now but I'm sure you'll grow to love it."

"That's a good girl. I think, you've earned an orgasm."

"Now that you've cum, I think it's time that you show your appreciation, huh?" he told her, as he pushed her to her knees and pulled out his hard cock.

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tw: rape and incest. please don't read this if that's not what you're looking for.

this is part 2. read part 1 (x)

"Ah, I finished the floor," she told him, voice uncharacteristically shaky.

She didn't know what to do with this man who looked just like her father but behaved like a stranger. She stood on edge, wary of what he was going to do next.

"Alright, let me finish this and then we'll go."

She nodded and turned on her heel to leave but he stopped her.

"Just come here and wait while I finish working on this. I shouldn't be much longer."

"Daddy," Karly said, trying unsuccessfully to push his hand away.

"Look at this, you're soaked."

"That's it," he told her, voice low in her ear," atta girl."

"Come on. Take these off for me."

"Get yourself cleaned up, okay? We still need to go to the pharmacy."

"Dressed like this, you're making me think you want me fuck you again. Are you wearing underwear?"

"Give 'em here."

"Alright, let's go."

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tw: rape and incest. please don't read this if that's not what you're looking for.

Everything changed when Karly's mother died. The first things were obvious and they came very quickly. It seemed as though on minute her mother was singing in the kitchen, the whole house alive with noise and the smell of her cooking, and in the next, there painful silence. It felt impossible to adjust to her mothers absence. Karly couldn't believe that she would never again hear her mothers laugh or feel her warm hugs.

Other changes were more surprising. The groceries immediately became a problem. Her father didn't have time to go to the store or cook so Karly picked up the slack. She went grocery shopping after school and made sure that dinner was on the table before her father got home. As more time passed, she picked up new responsibilities like making her father coffee in the morning and doing the laundry. She learned that she liked cleaning and found a lot of satisfaction in a having a clean home. Her own pleasure was secondary to how much it pleased her father to see their home clean.

Karly woke up bright and early on Saturday. She had a list of things that she needed to get done before the week started to make sure that they started everything off on a good foot. The big task of the day was cleaning the floor. She dressed in her grubby clothes, a shirt that was too big and a pair of shorts that were a little too small. She'd chosen to forgo a bra and underwear in an attempt to create less laundry for herself later. Her nipples were clearly visible, poking through the threadbare material. She turned towards the mirror and eyed herself critically in the mirror. The shorts were definitely too short, too cheeky to wear out and about. They were also a bit to tight, highlighting the lips of her pussy, but they weren't uncomfortable enough to warrant trying to find another pair. All and all, it was a rather risky look but she figured it would be fine to wear around house. After all, it was just her and her dad.

She padded into the kitchen, armed with a sponge and a bucket of warm soapy water. After surveying the scene, she got to work, bent over on her hands and knees vigorously cleaning the floor. She arched her back, ass high in the air, as she reached to get a spot that she had missed. Karly quickly lost herself in the rhythm of the work. It took her a while to realize that her father had been watching her. She stopped, looking over her shoulder at him. He was looking at her in a way that she had never seen before. He looked almost hungry.

"Don't stop on my account," he told her, waving her to continue.

He was watching her clean the floor? She suddenly felt self conscious of her state of undress. It shouldn't matter, it was just her dad but she felt so exposed under his gaze. She moved slowly, all to conscious of her fathers eyes on her. Maybe she was over thinking it? Maybe he just wanted to see how she did it? These explanations did not sooth her, however, because, if it really just about the cleaning then why was he looking at her like that.

She heard footsteps as her father came up behind her but she kept her eyes on the floor, continuing to make the attempt of cleaning the floor as though nothing was up. He bent down behind her and she felt his warm hands grip on to her hips. She froze, unsure of what to do.

"Just keep going," he told her.

He pulled her to him so that her ass rested flush against his pelvis. She could feel the hard bulge of his cock as his ground his hips into hers. She gasped at the contact, one part surprise and one part pleasure? She didn't understand what was going on and feared what he might be planning but within the fear was a different feeling - a thrill ran through her body. She heard the sound of a zipper, and the soft rustle of fabric. Despite her fear and confusion, Karly tried to continue her task, rubbing the soapy sponge against the tiles. She felt his hard cock brush against her cunt and then again, as he rubbed his hard flesh against her, the thin material of her shorts the only thing separating them.

She could heard his heavy breath behind her as his continued to grind against her. Karly had never done anything like this with a boy before, not like her dad was a mere boy anyway. Her pussy felt hot the way it did when she played with herself alone in her bed late at night. She couldn't help the soft moans that escaped her lips as her father continued to have his way with her.

Finally ready to move onto the main course, he moved gusset of her shorts out of the way and positioned the head of his cock against her slick hole. She opened her mouth to say something to stop him but only managed a stutter. She needed to stop this. It was wrong. He was her father but she couldn't get any of the words out. She should have left the room when she had the chance or maybe worn different clothes but she just sat there, allowing him to touch her as he pleased.

Slowly, he pushed inch after inch of his thick cock into her tight cunt. It was too much. Karly felt like she was being ripped in half. He pulled out slightly before he thrust his hips forward, filling her completely and forcing a cry out of Karly's lips. He groaned at the sensation. It had been so long since he had been in a cunt this tight. He slowly started fucking her, building up a solid rhythm. Gradually, Karly grew used to the feeling and her noises of pain, to her own horror, turned into sounds of pleasure. She couldn't help the soft moans that escaped her lips as he plunged his thick cock into her tight channel.She'd never felt so full in her life. It was uncomfortable but a pleasurable kind of discomfort.

For leverage, he adjusted his grip on his daughters body, pushing her torso onto the cold, wet floor, and forcing her to arch her back. With one hand, he tightly gripped her hip, using it to pull her onto to his cock forcing it deeper inside of her. Karly tried to prop herself up on her arms but it was difficult with the floor being as slippery as it was. He slipped his free hand between her legs to rub at her tender clit with his fingers. It felt amazing but Karly wasn't able to do anything other than moan and whine as he fucked her brainless. Her body went taunt like a bow as her orgasm began and through the haze of pleasure, she could hear her father talking to her.

"Just like that, baby. Just like that. Cum on daddy's cock."

She screamed as she came, shaking and shuddering in his arms. The additional stimulation spurned her father into a frenzy, and he furiously pounded into her until he found himself depositing his sperm deep into her womb. Even after his orgasm, he couldn't quite find it in himself to pull out so he continued to fuck deep into her soaked pussy and tease her clit until he forced her through another shrieking orgasm.

Finally satisfied, he pulled out of tight snatch, watching with deep pleasure as his cum leaked out of her wet hole and onto the floor. Carefully, he tucked his flaccid cock back into his trousers and stood to his feet, standing over Karly as she came back down to earth. After a moment of silence, he cleared his throat.

"Right, then - uh- you clean this up and we'll head out to the pharmacy later to get your some plan b."

Karly nodded. The shock of the entire experience had left her speechless and her father was talking about the floor like nothing had happened. He offered her no explanation or words of comfort. The only thing he offered her was a look that she still couldn't understand. Satisfied with her answer, he nodded and walked off.

"Come get me when you're done."

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tw: rape and incest. please don't read this if that's not what you're looking for.

this is part 1 read part 2 (x)

"Don't stop on my account," he told her, waving her to continue.

"Just keep going," he told her.

"Just like that, baby. Just like that. Cum on daddy's cock."

Finally satisfied, he pulled out of her tight snatch, watching with deep pleasure as his cum leaked out of her wet hole and onto the floor. Carefully, he tucked his flaccid cock back into his trousers and stood to his feet, standing over Karly as she came back down to earth. After a moment of silence, he cleared his throat.

"Right, then - uh- you clean this up and we'll head out to the pharmacy later to get your some plan b."

"Come get me when you're done."

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