#Incest #Teen #Virgin
By Zarek Saba
A beautiful news arrives with the father’s return
[I apologize for grammatical errors; English is not my native language]
When the father returned home from work that evening, he found the slave waiting to greet him. Bending down to him in greeting, Aniela then took the inspection pose, so as to glorify the sight of her master with her voluptuous and vulgar body typical of breeded cunts like her.
The master looked at her. He was happy, Aniela knew it, you could see it in his look: the look of a pleased man. It was a handsome face that of her master, better than those of others that were at the alta where he bought her. He was pleasant, with square features, and brown eyes that matched his brown hair combed in an old-century style whose name Aniela did not know, and did not dare ask the name because, as a member of the inferior sex, she had no right to ask questions. His body was athletic, as he often played sports.
Shortly after, the daughter arrived: woe betide anyone who would delay any longer in paying their respects to her father. Lema had infinite respect for her father: he had given her life, he had lowered himself to the level of wasting time impregnating a member of the inferior sex to have her rather than having a progeny born in a test tube like so many others did. She came out female, and the father obviously punished the mother for this affront. There was not a day that Lema did not regret having been born of that sex, and she always hoped that her future progeny would be born of the Superior Sex, rather than the inferior one, to honor the one who would waste his seed on her.
Lema took it for granted that she would have a child: she was beautiful, fertile (very regular cycles), intact and young. She ardently wanted to have a child, and would do anything to have one, to make her dream come true.
She was almost naked when she arrived at her father’s, at least by our standards. She was wearing an extremely skimpy bikini, with her breasts almost hanging out and so tight in the crotch that it passed between the lips of her vagina and rubbed against the young girl’s clitoris so much that her filthy pussy drooled with juices at every step the little girl took. It was nipple pink, to match… Well, nipples.
Arriving before her father, she greeted him without speaking, kneeling before him in a gesture of filial submission. He had given her life, and she was beneath him in everything. A son should not have bowed to his father, obviously, but a daughter had to do that and more. She did not look her father in the face, she had not received permission to do so, but he looked at her and smiled. Aniela knew why he smiled, and soon Lema would know it too.
The father stepped forward until his feet were under his daughter’s gaze, and she looked down at the black leather shoes, knowing what she had to do.
Bending down to her shoes, she began to lick them servilely. This was expected of a cunt born from your seed: to serve her parent in a humiliating and servile way, since he had given her everything, and everything was far too much for a disgusting vagina-wielding being. Happy with the gesture, the father moved his shoes, pushing his little head away. Lema knew that now she could get up, look her father in the face and speak.
– Good evening father, I hope your day went well! – the father, undressing and giving the clothes to Aniela, did not even look at her while he spoke –
– Yes cuntly, everything fine – he answered with a term that nowadays would have another meaning, used as a nickname – You?
– Everything fine father, thanks for your interest! – Lema replied, happy to know that her father wanted to waste time in knowing how her day had gone, completely irrelevant for a member of the Superior Sex. The father, having finished undressing, got naked, and turned towards his daughter. Lema was so short that she barely reached the top of her father’s chest, with her leonine curly hair that deceived another five centimeters of height. Seeing her naked father facing her, his member so big outside, she dared to approach and take it in her hands, it immediately became hard, but a loud slap resounded at the entrance of the house. Aniela was worried instinctively, in an inappropriately maternal way. Lema instead, with a painful five-pointed star stamped red on her left cheek, remained with her head turned in the direction in which the blow had pushed her. It had been so hard that it had destabilized the bikini she was wearing, and skimpy as it was, her breasts came out and her tight and taut panties rubbed painfully the clitoris that was perpetually out of its hood. Yet Lema did not dare to speak, not even if she was in that phase of life where certain pains and intimate pleasures are felt more.
– I appreciate the gesture, useless from a daughter – at those words Lema was deeply ashamed of having been born a cunt, and therefore stupid – But be careful that you have to rinse your tongue first.
He went behind her, and gave her a spanking so hard that he pushed her to the ground, as well as moving her bikini panties further in order to give her more pain mixed with pleasure. He then went towards the bathroom, happy not so much for having taught his daughter a lesson, but for having made her suffer and having left her another beautiful red five, albeit on a much lower side (as typical as cunt is). Aniela followed him after helping Lema to stand up, but he didn’t give her any looks of pity. It was right that a cunt suffered, especially if at the hands of her father to teach a lesson. Lema knew that as a cunt she was born to endure the violence of the Superior Sex, and Aniela knew that trees must be straightened when they are still seedlings, so that they grow straight.
Lema was this: a delicate seedling, an unkempt flower. Lema herself knew this.
When it was time for dinner, her father ate at the table, sitting in a comfortable chair while watching the news. The news of the day were high-sounding headlines such as: “New discovery in genetic manipulation!”, “Progress of the colonies on Mars” and “Attack of a rebel cell: Feminists or Equalists?”. He ate calmly while he did so, Aniela beside him awaiting orders. She would eat cunt food from the bowl her master had bought her when he gave her permission to do so. For the moment, she watched as he ate the turkey she had prepared, and wondered what it tasted like. Beings like her rarely ate food that was not a variant of animal food.
There was a place set for Lema too, but where was she? Under the table giving her father a blowjob. Her mother had trained her well in doing them, and her father was happy with her spitting, licking and sucking skills, how deep her throat was compared to her age and short stature and how much she loved swallowing cum. For her part, Lema did it out of duty, not out of love. She was the daughter, and giving her father a blowjob was a way of honoring him and showing him respect, as well as not wasting even a drop of precious sperm: her potential brothers and sisters. She felt a little honored that her father let her suck, of course he enjoyed it, but it was really a good thing that a member of the Superior Sex wanted to waste time with a member of the inferior sex. But it was also true that this was what they needed the inferior sex for: to give pleasure, to vent anger, to reproduce, to serve.
When her father came her face showed pleasure, while Lema sucked hard and drank cum by the throat. When she finished her work she licked everything that had ended up around: licking it from her father’s thighs and balls, from his penis, and with her fingers she removed what had ended up on her face and ate it. Maybe her father had forgiven her for what she had dared to do just an hour before… She hoped so much, she hated disappointing him, she didn’t like making him angry.
She waited until her father gave her permission to eat dinner to leave the table and sit on the chair to eat the steak prepared by Aniela. Shortly after, her father interrupted her, and she stopped eating because it would not have been respectful to eat while her father was talking to her.
– Aniela told me that tomorrow you will go out with your friends again – she said, wiping her lips with a napkin, patiently waiting for her daughter to swallow the last bite –
– Yes, father – the daughter replied, quickly so as not to waste her father’s time, putting down the cutlery and bringing her hands to her belly, thus showing all her concentration on the father figure –
– I have to tell you something Lema – she stopped to sip the red wine she had in a beautiful, refined glass. He could obviously both drink and eat while talking to her – I already told Aniela, and I hope she hasn’t already told you – he gave the slave a dark, threatening look. Who knows what suffering he could have made her feel if Lema had replied that Aniela had already told her everything. Aniela was obedient, however, and Lema nodded negatively with her little head, swaying it from right to left – Perfect.
Her father drank again, finishing the glass, and the anxiety of what her father was going to tell her grew in Lema’s heart, who gave Aniela a questioning look. However, she had already guessed something, her father usually ordered Aniela to wash her holes when guests were coming to the house; perhaps someone important was coming. A work colleague of her father, perhaps. Or maybe friends would come and, like last time, they would get blowjobs before spitting in her holes as a thank you (not that thanking a member of the inferior sex was necessary).
– I sold you.
Aniela made a happy expression, although moved and full of compassion, while Lema, incredulous, remained thinking about what she had heard for a few moments before a big smile spread from ear to ear. She had been sold, it means she would become a mother to someone! Someone’s wife! Everyone was sold sooner or later, some of her friends had already been sold, and not even for a moment did I think about Vi, Willow and her other friends.
A couple of years ago her father had created an online sales bulletin for her with lewd photos and a curriculum of her feminine qualities, including menstrual calendar, breast cup, age, height and everything else that a member of the Superior Sex could use to choose a cunt.
It had finally worked!
– I’m happy to see you happy, Lema – said the father, showing that little bit of paternal love he had ever felt for her, and it was the first time he had felt it that year – You really made me earn a lot – those words, full of paternal pride, filled the daughter with joy who felt so satisfied to have given honor and glory and created joy in her father – Aniela, let’s go fuck. Follow us Lema, one last time.
And going into the bedroom Lema prepared both of them for sex for one last time: she licked their anuses, as well as her father’s penis until it was so hard that it would never soften again and Aniela’s pussy was so wet that it looked like an ocean. She then began to watch while her father fucked the slave, her father made her watch to learn, she who had wanted to keep a virgin for the buyer who had finally arrived.
Normally, as she watched, Lema would have been attentive to the details of sex and would have savored the flavors of the vaginal fluids, penile fluids and anal waste left in her mouth, but she was thinking of other things, and was distracted by the good news that had just arrived.
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By Zarek Saba
#Incest #Teen #Virgin
