<div align="center">Chris - In Box Then Chained to Ceiling with Family</div><br/>The first orgasm came on like a bomb going off inside of him and was released from his dick like a dam had just been destroyed and he came so hard it drained the rest of his body of feeling and shot his seed down his daughter's throat. He came so hard that his mind went blank and everything went white for an undetermined amount of time.<br/><br/>After that he spent the rest of the trip drifting in and out of consciousness and must have cum in his daughter's mouth a number of times more, undoubtedly filling her belly with his seed by the end of the trip. There was no way for him to tell how many times in all he must have reached orgasm over the span of the trip but it was definitely more times than he would ever want to remember.<br/><br/>Once the lid on the box was removed a billowing rush of fresh air rushed into the box and filled his lungs, making him dizzy and causing a terrible headache to thump in his brain. He guessed this must have been what it was like when the first fish crawled onto dry land and inhaled for the first time. But his mind was immediately brought to when large men gripped his arms and pulled him out of the box. This action sent a surge of pain through his extremities making him realize just how long they had been locked in that box. He looked down seeing his own naked body covered in shining stickiness and still wet bodily fluids. He was also able to see his daughter still curled up in the box before they pulled her out as well.<br/><br/>It was this image that made him want to immediately lash out at one of the men, and then he was reminded of the horrible pain in his arms and legs. He was no fighter, he was a cook. He didn't know how to fight, he didn't know how to protect himself or his family in a situation like this, all he could do was lower his head and let the men take him to the next room.<br/><br/>He was quickly bound up again and hung by chains from the ceiling. It was then he could look around the room and he could see the rest of his family bound nude and dirty just like he was. Then their captor finally came before them. He looked at the man filled with hatred and despair. He listened to the man's words and they made him angry but still he believed every one of them. And when the man approached him and removed his gag he wanted to yell and curse, but the truth was, he was afraid of this man.<br/><br/>Chris stalled slightly as he was posed with the worst choice a father could be asked to make. He lifted his head and observed his family. He saw the reactions he was getting from each of them, each one willing to sacrifice themselves for the sake of the rest, it would have filled him with pride if the situation wasn't so impossibly horrible. The fact was he couldn't sacrifice any of his children to this monster, and even though it killed him inside he knew his wife would agree with him.<br/><br/>He clenched his eyes and gritted his teeth before finally muttering her name with his now weak voice "Nigella..." As he said it he could feel a knife stabbed into him and twisted with the betrayal of his poor wife.