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Laurel cried herself to sleep. Her mouth still tasted of her father’s cum. She couldn’t believe she had let her own dad cum in her mouth – or that she had orgasmed in front of him from having her cunt licked by her stepmother.
Her life was a nightmare – and it only made it more confusing that she kept having such enjoyable orgasms during that nightmare.
The nightmare continued the next morning when she awoke to find herself in a very aroused state. Her cunt felt so good for some reason. She felt close to orgasm. Had she been having a wet dream?
She bucked her hips a little, and the pleasure increased. And then she came more fully awake – and squealed.
Her stepmother Annika was lying naked in the bottom part of her bed. Annika was holding Laurel’s legs apart with her hands, and licking Laurel’s cunt.
“Stop it!” Laurel demanded kicking her legs and trying to pull away.
Annika pulled her head from Laurel’s cunt – giving Laurel an excellent view of her huge, naked plastic tits.
“If you insist,” she said. “But you should go and say good morning to your father.”
Laurel pulled her legs beneath her, and sat up. “I’ll put on some clothes,” she said. She was only wearing a large, floppy loose T-shirt.
Annika shook her head. “Right now,” she said. “You’re fine as you are. And remember to greet your father the way we talked about yesterday. And apologise for being a slut and making him cum, and thank him for letting you take it in your mouth. And come up with a way for him to discipline you. Be creative.”
Laurel opened her mouth to protest.
“Otherwise it’s hair dye and a boob-job, Laurel,” said Annika. “Have I made myself clear?”
She had.
Laurel left her bedroom and went to her father’s. To her horror and disgust, her father was still asleep – and completely nude, the bedsheets pulled back to expose his entire body.
Laurel went to the side of the bed and sat on it. She wrapped her right hand around her father’s flaccid cock – and felt it immediately begin to stiffen as it came into contact with the warmth of her hand.
Then she leaned down and kissed him on the lips.
Her father woke to the feeling of his daughter tongue-kissing him and squeezing his cock. His dick immediately became rock hard. He put one hand on the back of Laurel’s neck, pulling her closer, trapping her in the kiss. He put his other hand on Laurel’s, pulling it up and down on her cock, forcing her to masturbate his dick.
Laurel had to tongue-kiss her father and pump his dick until he let her go. During this, Annika appeared in the doorway, still nude, watching approvingly.
When her father finally let her out of the kiss, Laurel kept her hand on his cock, still pumping it, and said, “I’m sorry I was a disgusting slut last night, daddy. Thank you for letting me take your… your cum in my mouth, so it wouldn’t make a mess. You should punish me for being a slut.”
“How should I punish you?” asked her father. He wasn’t looking at her face – he was looking at her tits, the shape of which was clear beneath her loose shirt.
Laurel was at a loss. She had to think of something other than him slapping her face. What was an appropriate punishment? What would Annika accept?
“You should…” she began, and stopped. “You should…” she started again.
What? Spank her? Slap her cunt? Fuck her mouth? Forbid her from wearing clothes?
No, those were all awful, and she couldn’t bear for such a thing to be her own suggestion.
But in hesitating, in taking too long, she gave her father time to think of his own idea.
“I know,” he said. “You should get that blonde hair that your mother likes. You’d look pretty with blonde hair, Laurel. You’d look like a very sexy fucktoy.”
She gasped in shock. It was the very thing she’d been trying to avoid.
“No, daddy…” she moaned.
“Yes,” he said. “Your mother just wants you to look pretty, Laurel. It’s for your own good. She’ll dye it a very pretty blonde for you. Won’t you, Annika?”
“Of course,” said Annika. “Laurel, thank your daddy for suggesting this improvement, and thank him for calling you a sexy fucktoy.”
“Thank you, daddy,” said Laurel, without enthusiasm.
“Laurel, keep holding your daddy’s dick,” said Annika. “I want to show him something.”
She came and sat in bed next to Stephen, and showed Laurel’s father something on her mobile phone.
Laurel felt her father’s dick twitch in her hand.
“What is this?” said Stephen.
“It’s a social media channel,” said Annika. “It’s called Dumb Slut Skate Fails. And that’s your daughter.”
“She’s showing her cunt to the whole skate park,” said Stephen.
Laurel’s face burned with embarrassment. She knew what he was seeing – Laurel falling off her skateboard, her skirt flipping up, as she landed on all fours and presented her ass and pussy to Hunter’s camera.
“She’s skating with her tits out now,” said Stephen.
Laurel’s hand was covered with her father’s pre-cum as she kept pumping him.
“Look at the numbers, Stephen,” urged Annika.
Laurel’s father blinked, and said, “That’s a lot.”
“It is,” said Annika. “This video just went up yesterday, and already four thousand people have seen your daughter’s cunt and tits, and liked it.”
Laurel squealed. Four thousand? That was so many!
“See in this one, Stephen?” said Annika. “Her skirt comes up, and you can see her pussy is wet. She’s getting wet from showing her tits and cunt to strangers, and being filmed.”
“God, Laurel,” her father said. “You’re such a whore.”
“Not a whore, Stephen,” said Annika. “Whores get paid. But I think Laurel could get paid. This channel is run by one of her friends – but it’s footage of your daughter. I think we could arrange to take control of ‘Dumb Slut Skate Fails’ – and make something of it.”
“You mean… make more movies like this?” said Stephen.
“Well, your daughter does like skating,” said Annika. “She’d like to be a skate celebrity, I’m sure. But she’s not very good at skating, because she’s a girl, so this is probably the only way she could ever get attention as a skater. Wouldn’t you like to take videos of your daughter skating around with her tits out?”
Stephen gasped – and he began to buck his hips.
“Oh dear,” said Annika. “Laurel, your father is about to make a mess. You know what to do.”
Laurel did. She felt tears in her eyes. She had made this happen, by pumping her own father’s cock. This was her fault.
She lowered her mouth to her father’s cock, and prepared to swallow his cum.
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Annika made sure that dyeing Laurel’s hair was as humiliating as possible. She did it in the backyard, under the open sky, and she stripped Laurel nude for it, and remained naked herself.
She put Laurel in a chair, and worked from a basin of warm water. She even found a small vibrator, and pushed it into Laurel’s pussy, and then put a piece of duct tape across Laurel’s pussy to hold it in, so that Laurel would be sexually aroused throughout the process.
When it was done, she showed Laurel a mirror, and Laurel wanted to cry. Her once-beautiful dark hair was now the cheapest, porniest blonde imaginable. It looked like Barbie hair. She barely recognised herself.
It got even worse when Annika showed Laurel the clothes she had bought for Laurel to attend Hunter’s party that night. Pink high heels, and a short pink latex skirt. A tight white shirt with the Barbie logo printed on it. A pink dog collar. And no underwear.
“I can’t wear this!” Laurel wailed. “Please… mummy. Please let me wear something else.”
“You can wear this with no underwear,” said Annika. “Or underwear but nothing else. Your choice.”
Laurel opted for the outfit, with no underwear.
“Now go show your father,” she said. “Ask him if you’re sexy. And greet him properly. You can ask for a slap for your discipline, if you’re not feeling creative.”
Laurel ran out and, to her dismay, found that her father was in the front yard, watering the hedges.
She paused in the doorway. She couldn’t go outside wearing this – and she certainly couldn’t do the things Annika wanted her to do in the front yard, where anyone could see.
“No exceptions,” said Annika. “Do as you’re told. Or do you want that boob job too?”
Laurel squeaked, and ran out into the garden. There didn’t seem to be anyone else on the street.
She quickly ran up to her father and, as surreptitiously as she could, she slid her hand into his trousers to grip his cock. Then she kissed him on the mouth.
Her father kissed her back. Any reluctance he had once felt about tongue-kissing his daughter was gone.
After the kiss, she tried to angle her body so that no one would be able to see that she was still holding her father’s dick.
He clearly liked her new blonde hair. His cock has rock-hard in her grip.
“Daddy, do you think I’m sexy?” she asked him.
“Absolutely,” said her father. “You look like a complete cocksleeve, Laurel. I think anyone who saw you would want to rape you.”
“Thank you, daddy,” said Laurel. “I’m sorry I was a disgusting slut this morning. Thank you for letting me swallow your cum. You should punish me by slapping me.”
“You’re forgiven,” said Stephen – and then slapped his daughter hard across the face.
“Thank you, daddy,” she said again.
And it wasn’t lost on her that her father had slapped her in broad daylight, in a public street, and no one had come to stop him.
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“she had led her own dad cum”, I guess that would be “let”?
Fixed, thanks!