He was probably just checking to see if I remembered. When my father returned from work that night, I couldn’t help getting nervous, he said he wanted to do bondage? “okay slut,” he said, “this is how its going to work. Amy nodded next to her. “perfect,” he says, “you’ve never looked prettier my slut.”
I feel him walk behind me and stroke my pussy. I couldn’t stop myself, I could feel my hands lifting the nightgown up and over my head. Where he got them, I have no idea. “interesting”, my father said, stroking his small beard, “okay Abby, your turn”. Red welts rose from where he whipped me. “I always knew you’d be a filthy slut,” he says and walks away. My sisters are 10 and 12 and look just like our mother, with blue eyes and blonde hair. He rolled my nipples between his fingers and bent down to lick them. It was the strangest sensation, I knew what was happening and what I was doing, but I couldn’t stop myself. But then he stops. Seeing no reaction, he does it harder. My pussy still had trouble trying to fit him all in. One big fat guy and one tall skinny guy.
