More dirty, naughty, nasty relations between daddies, daughters, brothers, sisters, and other family members!
The themes in this collection include mind control, drunk and drugged sex, hypnosis, lactation, gang rape, gang bangs, orgies, lactation, pregnancy, breeding, sex slavery, punishment, humiliation, and free use situations.
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The 10 stories in this collection include:
My Daddy Made Me His Sex Slave
Hypno Halloween Family Orgy
Quarantined and Impregnated by my Family on Xmas
Drugged and Used by My Daddy on Christmas Morning
My Daddy Sold Me to Strangers, Got Me Pregnant, and Ruined My Body
Punished by My Cop Dad
My Redneck Brother Got Me Pregnant
My Family Decorated My Milky Tits on Christmas
Giving Myself to Daddy for Christmas
Making My Sister a Dirty Girl
From Drugged and Used by My Daddy on Christmas Morning:
My daddy stood there for a long moment, just staring at me. “Take off your nightie.”
I couldn’t believe what was happening. I wanted to protest, to jump up and run into my room, or out the front door, but I couldn’t. My legs wouldn’t move, and my mouth wouldn’t form the words I wanted to say. All I could do was follow my daddy’s instructions and remove my clothes.
I sat there with my knees pressed together as my hands pulled up at the lower hem of my short nightgown. I’d worn them for years because my daddy always bought me the same thing for Christmas—a short, baby doll nightie. I thought they were cute. I never in a million years imagined there was anything sexual about it. But now I knew. My daddy wanted to fuck me.
From My Daddy Made Me His Sex Slave:
“What?!” I yelled. “Daddy, you can’t do this! I’m not staying down here!”
He didn’t say a word. He just walked across the room and opened a drawer. While he had his back turned I ran up the stairs, but before I got halfway up he grabbed me around the waist and pulled me back down.
“I figured you’d try something like that,” he said as he wrestled me down to a double bed that was pushed up against the center of one wall. I was on my stomach and I was flailing my arms around and kicking my legs, trying to get away, but it was no use. My daddy was so much stronger than me. Before I knew it all of my clothes were off and my arms and legs were tied back behind me. Then he put a ball gag in my mouth and secured it behind my head.
“You’re never getting out of here, Kara. I’ve got a least ten ways to restrain you down here. Handcuffs, leather cuffs, chains, rope, metal hooks. The walls and ceiling are soundproofed, and the door is made of metal. There’s no way out. You can try if you want. In fact, I kind of enjoyed watching you try to escape. Just like in your bedroom and bathroom, I have surveillance cameras everywhere. So whatever you do down here, I’ll be watching. Just like I have been watching you your entire life. But now I don’t have to use an app on your phone to know where you are. Because you’re gonna be right here where I can always see you.”
From My Family Decorated My Milky Tits on Christmas:
“We came to get you,” my brother said. “Dad said we’re all going to open presents together. He said he has a special one, just for you.”
I put my hands up on my breasts in a feeble attempt to cover them up. “I need to get dressed. Get out of here.”
“No, you don’t,” Jason said as he stared into my eyes. “You don’t need to put any clothes on, Amy. Not until I tell you to.”
“What are you talking about?” I wanted to sound angry, but my voice was shaking, and it sounded really small.
“You haven’t figured it out?” Jason asked, then looked at my brother and laughed. “Maybe all her brains went into her tits.”
Brad laughed too, and that made me feel bad, but it also triggered something inside me.
“Wait, what did you do?” I asked, still trying to cover up my enormous breasts.
“What do you think? I used the hypnosis track on you.”
“You didn’t! Jason, you didn’t!” I looked at my brother. “Brad, you let him do that to me?! How could you?”
My brother just shrugged. “What can I say? I like big tits.”
“Big, milky tits,” Jason said with a huge grin.
From Making My Sister a Dirty Girl:
“Wow,” I said, pulling on my shirt to fan my chest. “It’s hot in here. Aren’t you hot, Nat?”
“Yeah, I am.”
“Why don’t you take your clothes off?”
“Okay!” Natalie stood to pull her shorts off, but didn’t quite make it up. I guess the drugs were kicking in, because her legs just sort of gave out and she fell backward onto the couch. “Oh my God!” she squealed. “I feel so funny!”
She rolled back so that her hips were in the air, then used her hands to ease her shorts down. When they were around her knees, she just sort of flailed around and kicked a bit, but they weren’t going anywhere.
“Here,” I said, getting down on my knees next to the couch. “I’ll help you.”
I pulled the fabric down her long, tan legs, then off her perfectly sculpted and manicured feet. While I was doing that, I glanced up and noticed that she was struggling to pull her shirt up over her head. Her arms and head were all trapped inside and she had no strength to get out.
I dropped her shorts to the ground and laughed. “Here, let me help you.” I reached up to pull on her shirt, but then decided to go for the bra strap instead. I reached around Natalie while she struggled and giggled, then as the bra opened up, her tits spilled out.