Mad Science!  (Jack Stalker and Zillah)
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				Title: <strong>Mad Science!  (Jack Stalker and Zillah)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jack Stalker</strong> on <strong>23-02-2011, 13:09:07</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 36pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Mad Science!</strong></span></span></span></div><br>Charles Trask (http://img37.imagefra.me/i52m/madquest8/tfmk_1ea_u8wd4.jpg) owned a large suburban house that was spacious and reeked of wealth, however he worked largely from a small lab in an office building in the city. There, in the Manara building, he had a floor to himself and his own research room, where originally the premise had been to search for a way to increase the mating frequency between various types of animals, some to increase the natural stock, more Panda's and Tigers, some research was to simply increase food production or actually counter over breeding. Occasionally ideas surfaced to increase breeding between pedigree stock to get more superb race horses or better show dogs.<br><br>Most of the time he was to be found in his stark minimalist office or the lab room, filled with caged animals and insects together with electronic parts. His wife had left years ago over his obsessive dedication to his work, but he had retained custody of his young daughter, Michelle Trask (http://img40.imagefra.me/i52l/madquest8/vjgr_f22_u8wd4.jpg). Now that she was sixteen he was able to have her working with him as a receptionist and assistant, in his attempts to perfect his device which was handy in more ways than one. Her help was not the only reason he worked with her, the truth was that he had been lusting after the flesh of his daughter for a long time and soon he would be experiencing the delights her tight young teenage body could bring him first hand. <br><br>From the moment, several months ago, that he had walked in on her after she had taken a shower, he had realised that she was no longer his little girl to be looked after, but a woman who needed to be looked after in a quite different way. From that moment onwards his research had taken on a very different twist. He was no longer interested in getting animals to fuck each other, now all his research and practical testing was geared to getting his device to work on a human.<br><br>His daughter.<br><br>The device he had created was the size of a cell phone and looked much like one, it sent out a series of vibrations in a tight beam that, once they had taken hold in someone’s mind and body, drove the subject towards an highly aroused state that forced them to seek out release, turning them 'on' and making them want to find some way to orgasm like nothing else mattered. It was designed, predominantly, to push them towards seeking out the user of the device if they could see them, but if they could not, or if no one was around, then they would try to pleasure themselves with whatever they could find, including their own body. He had also seen, from initial experiments, that animals which could not find a release would eventually go insane.<br><br>Now all he could think about was using it on his daughter. <br><br>He had noticed a subtle change in her that maybe she did not even notice herself and he knew that she was ripe and ready for fucking, her body was filling out and her legs and lips tormented and teased him each day that he spent with her. He knew that he could have taken her by force by now with ease, simply overpowered her and held her down. Somehow he stopped short of raping his own flesh and blood, why allow himself to sink to such depravity when he could simply make her crave sex so much that she would be unable to resist him? Why take risks with his freedom and his work when he could have her wrapping her young sweet flesh around him and begging him to fuck her.<br><br>If he had been of sound mind then he might have tested it on someone else first, but he was eager now and each day that went by was a torturous trial where he felt at any moment he might snap and feast on her innocent young flesh. He had even taken to looking in her diary, trying to find out if some young boy had taken her yet or whether he would be able to break her in himself. He had not seen anything yet to indicate that she had found the time to let some young fuck take her virginity and he had no intention of letting that happen, since she was his and it should be her father who made her a woman. No one else deserved to have her except him and his device would make that happen.<br><br>Then, a few nights ago he had used it on her in her sleep, then watched as her fingers worked away at her body and she seemed to writhe with the passion of a whore as she orgasmed in her own bed with him spying on her from the doorway of her bedroom. For all he knew the cockteasing little slut was toying with him, maybe she had seen him at the door and was fucking with his head? Maybe she was just starting to explore her young flesh and was doing something she did every night. <br><br>Maybe he dreamt the whole thing!<br><br>No, the only way to be sure was to use it on her without her seeing him and then watch what happened. The varied settings on the device went from one to ten, so it would be easy for him to try it on her at some point and see for sure if it was his genius or her teenage hormones, that were driving her wild. He had no desire to have his 'little angel' parade herself in front of others and then fuck them, her flesh belonged to him. He did not have to worry about her putting two and two together either, since his research was secret and the areas she helped him out in were reception work, nothing that revealed the true nature he had taken his own personal research in or his device.<br><br>Leaving to head home early, he sent Michelle off from her reception desk to go downstairs and wait for him outside the office building, they would then walk to their car parked nearby as they always did. He stayed behind to turn out the lights and bid farewell to the security guard on duty, before heading outside. Loosening his tie and slipping off his light coloured grey jacket to fold over his arm, he hit her from behind with a sustained burst on level three just to see the effect it would have, before moving up next to her. <br><br>"How was today then darling, not too busy with calls and filing I hope, I don't want you to accuse your father of working you too hard now do I." he said,<em> 'Not until the hard work involved fucking your tight young whore holes open after I pin you to the wall, you dirty little cock teasing slut'</em> he thought, looking her up and down as he reacquainted himself with what she was wearing today. He usually saw her, for most of the day, wearing in a white coat at the lab reception desk and he often spent hours imagining how little she might be wearing beneath it.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mad Science!  (Jack Stalker and Zillah)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>25-02-2011, 21:51:21</strong>
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				Michelle sat at the reception desk, staring idly at the computer screen in front of her. Her mind, however, was on anything but work. She wore a white lab coat, as per her father’s instructions. Beneath that coat, she wore a white blouse and jeans … and no underwear. In particular, no panties.<br><br>The jeans were unbuttoned, and partially unzipped. And Michelle’s hand was thrust down them, so she could play with her clit, and finger herself. Her eyes were glassy and dreamy as she played with herself, daydreaming of boys in her class at school. Her cheeks grew hot, flush with her desires, as she imagined herself in bed with a boy … taking her clothes off for him, while he looked on in admiration … getting on her knees in front of him and pleasuring with her mouth … and then …<br><br>“Yes, yes, yes,” Michelle whispered breathlessly, “Yes, please, you can take my cherry …”<br><br>Michelle wasn’t quite sure what was wrong with her. Obviously, she’d thought about boys before. And she’d certainly wondered what it’d be like to have sex. She’d had some awkward fumblings with one or two boys in her class, making out with them while she let them grope her tits, or even finger her a little … she’d even given one a handjob.<br><br>But lately … well, ever since the other night, it seemed like all she could <em>think</em> about was sex. And not just making out with guys, or giving them handjobs … but sucking cock. Spreading her legs and letting a guy fuck her brains out. Thinking about letting a guy spurt his hot semen inside her wet, willing cunt, over and over …<br><br>“Mmmm …” Michelle moaned. Startled, she opened her eyes. She heard footsteps coming down the corridor … and realized that while she’d been fingering herself, her other hand had wandered up to her chest, and she’d been pinching one of her extremely erect nipples, quite hard.<br><br><em>Shit,</em> Michelle thought. <em>Daddy’s on his way …</em><br><br>Hurriedly, Michelle yanked her hand out of her pants, and hastily buttoned up part of her lab coat. &nbsp;She grinned awkwardly at her father as he stuck his head into the reception area. He didn’t say anything … he only nodded towards the front door, as he always did each night, and took a final walk-through of the labs before he headed out to the carpark. Silently, Michelle shut down her computer terminal, and once everything was in order for the evening, she headed towards her father’s Mercedes.<br><br>Michelle stood there for a few minutes, shivering in the cool night air, waiting for her father. She could’ve waited in the Mercedes, but she didn’t want to. The cool breeze felt good … it helped keep her mind sharp. And kept her from daydreaming. Michelle thought if she got in the car and just sat in the comfortable leather seats, she might wind up playing with herself again.<br><br><em> … and Daddy would <strong>kill</strong> you if he found you like that,</em> Michelle thought. She felt a little embarrassed. <em>Come on, Michelle, keep your mind out of the gutter …</em><br><br>Michelle suddenly felt a little wave of warmth wash over her. Her hands trembled for a moment, and her body twitched. She struggled to breathe for a moment … and then, she realized her father was there, standing right next to her. She hadn’t heard him approach. Her mind felt cloudy again, and she realized he’d asked her a question …<br><br>“What? Um, no, Daddy, everything’s fine … I was busy, but not, um, too busy,” Michelle said. She felt flustered and hot. “You don’t, um, work me too hard … you’re a great boss. The best boss a girl could have.”<br><br>Michelle turned to look at her father. He was a handsome man, to be sure, but Michelle realized that she’d never really thought about that much before. But this evening, he looked strikingly attractive. &nbsp;And there was something else about him this evening, something Michelle couldn’t quite put her finger on it … but something different. Maybe it was his tie. She’d never seen him wear it so loose and casual before.<br><br>“Um, Daddy, your tie … it needs, um, fixing,” Michelle said. She drew close to her father, and reached up, gently straightening and fixing his tie with her small hands. As she did so, she pressed her lithe body up against his … oh, it felt so good against her …<br><br>Michelle looked up at him, confused.<br><br><em>What’s wrong with me?</em> she wondered. She felt a little scared … because she also felt very, very turned on.<br><br>And then Michelle stood on her tiptoes, wrapping her arms around her father’s shoulders … and turned her head, ever so slightly, so she could kiss him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mad Science!  (Jack Stalker and Zillah)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jack Stalker</strong> on <strong>27-02-2011, 05:10:10</strong>
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				Walking up to her he noticed a slight change and a shift in the way she held herself, in the way that she stood waiting for him. His eyes roamed across that incredible ass of hers and he felt his cock start to stiffen and expand within his pants, straining at the fabric as he thought about the levels of sin that he could explore with a girl made from his own flesh and blood, his own innocent young daughter who had unknowingly been assigned to serve him and see to his pleasure... although she did not even know it.<br><br>"That's good Michelle, I don't want you to accuse me of working your fingers to the bone." he replied as he moved up next to her, still wondering if the device had any effect. Those jeans she had squeezed into stretched over every inch of her curves, tightly hugging her thighs and ass as he brought his eyes slowly up her body to meet her own. "I was thinking of maybe getting you off the front desk and into the lab at some point, or to at least to show you some more of the building. I do realise how boring it must get at work sometimes." he told her with a smile, taking in the scent of her hair as he got closer to her.<br><br>He was not expecting her to turn so abruptly and to move up so close to him, his hard on throbbed in his pants and he was sure that she would feel it pushed against her as she drew close and started to fix his tie. "Do you really think I'm a good boss? You know that I'd do anything for my little girl don't you? If there's ever anything you need at work, you let me know and I'll give it to you." he told her. He looked down into her eyes, seeing some confusion there for a moment, obviously the device was working, better than he had ever expected, especially at such a low setting. <br><br>When she moved in for the kiss he was almost caught unawares, almost tempted to take her lips with his own right then and there, but he managed to turn his head slightly as her breath fell upon his face and her moist warm lips pushed into his cheek, blood rushing to his cock as he felt her push against him. He raised his own arms to slip his strong powerful hands about her waist, "Thank you darling. Whatever have I done to deserve that?" he asked, holding her against him as he kissed her forehead gently, far more gently than he intended to be kissing her later on. <br><br>"What say we go out to eat tonight, perhaps get a bite to eat in a restaurant nearby? I've been conducting some experiments at work that have really started to pay off, I feel like celebrating could be in order." he suggested, although his only thoughts were concerned with how wet she was and how hard her nipples would be feeling right now, he doubted they could feel as hard as his cock did.<br><br>It was a hard battle not to simply let his hands wander from her waist, to slide onto her hips and then back onto her ass as he gave his sweet young innocent daughter a 'hug' of sorts outside in the street. "It's getting a little chilly, I think we should head to the car, don't you darling." he suggested, anything to help focus his mind on something other than cutting loose right there in the street, not than anyone would have thought it was father and daughter who would have been indulging in front of them.<br><br>Moving his hands to her shoulders he turned her around and let his right hand slide down her back along the line of her spine until it found the globe of her right ass cheek, he ran his hand over it feeling the heat of her through the denim and allowing himself a light squeeze of her ass, a friendly fatherly show of affection for his daughter. "I've always thought your choice of outfits to be more than adequate, but tomorrow daddy would like you to try something else on darling, something a little more business like." he said as he gave her a light 'pat' on her asscheek to set her off walking, letting his fingers ease along the warm fabric that was tightly covering her flesh. <br><br>"With some other people coming by to pay me a visit in a few days, I think something a little more professional looking will be in order for you. I was thinking about a skirt and some heels for starters, If you don't think you have anything suitable we can pick something up using daddy's credit card, after all I think you've earned a reward for doing such a good job. Plus I have to give you something for agreeing to work all this time with your old man." he told her with a smile. "I mean I know you're getting paid, but I think daddy's little girl deserves a bonus, don't you?"<br><br>The skirt would be just the right length to ride up and show him her thighs when she sat down, especially in the car. The highest heels he could convince her to wear would bring her sweet fuckable holes to just the right height, the first time he turned her around and bent her over something, ready to be filled with cock and turned into a woman. That is what heels were invented for, right?<br><br>Reaching the car he opened the door for his little girl, waiting for her to get in before he would head around to climb in the other side himself.<br><br>"That is unless you have another idea for how you would like to spend the evening with your daddy. There's so much we could get up to." he suggested.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mad Science!  (Jack Stalker and Zillah)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>28-02-2011, 21:50:16</strong>
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				The moment her father turned his head, and her lips brushed against his cheek, Michelle turned bright red with embarrassment. She held her face against his for a long moment, not wanting him to see her blush. She was feeling so confused, with strange desires running wildly through her head, consuming her every thought, and …<br><br><em>I … I just tried to kiss my own father,</em> Michelle thought numbly. <em>And not the way a daughter kisses her father … but the way a lover would … oh god.</em> She didn’t know what frightened her more – the fact that she’d actually tried to kiss him that way, or the fact she was still turned on by the idea of doing so. &nbsp;<em>What’s wrong with me?</em><br><br>“Umm, I just wanted to give you a kiss, um, to say thank you,” Michelle said lamely, stepping back away from her father. She brushed long strands of hair out of her face, which were blowing about in the night breeze, but at the moment Michelle just wanted any excuse to put her hands in front of her face. “You’ve, um, been really good to me lately … you gave me the receptionist job, I know that you could’ve gotten someone else with experience … &nbsp;you’re always there for me.” She looked up at him shyly, fidgeting madly, almost afraid of what she might say. “I wanted to let you know that I need – that I appreciate everything.”<br><br>Michelle bit her lip, and turned to get into the car. <em>I wanted to let you know that I need you, very much</em>, she had almost said. She folded her arms across her chest nervously, hoping that what she was feeling would pass …<br><br>“Oh, yes. Dinner. Going to a restaurant sounds absolutely great, Daddy … perfect!” Turning back to her father, she nodded vigorously. She realized that she hadn’t eaten all day, wrapped up in work … and in her erotic daydreams. <em>Food. Yes. That’s why everything’s weird right now. Some food and maybe a glass of wine, and I’ll stop having these crazy, crazy thoughts …</em><br><br>“And you’ll tell me about the experiments, right, Daddy?” Michelle asked quickly. “I mean, what you can, anyway. I know some of it’s top secret, but still … I’d love to hear about it. I still don’t really know what you do, and I only work down the hallway from you …”<br><br>When her father hugged her, Michelle eagerly hugged him back … not even really noticing his hands wandering down to her pert little bottom. Nor did she consciously notice the soft, gentle moan that she made when he gave her a light squeeze. “Mmmm, Daddy,” she breathed.<br><br>And then she realized her father was opening the passenger door of the car for her. He stood there, looking at her expectantly. <br><br>“Oh, new clothes … that sounds great,” she said. “Skirt and heels, a new blouse too … whatever you think is appropriate, Daddy.” She giggled playfully. “Maybe you can help me pick them out. After all, I want to look good for you.”<br><br>She stood there a moment, daydreaming again, even as her father asked how she’d like to spend the evening with him. It was her daydream from earlier in the day, where she was with some boy from school, holding his hand as she headed into her bedroom with him. She lay there on the head while the boy stood there, watching her … slowly taking off her blouse, button by button, slowly pulling off her jeans, pulling them down each long, lean leg. Taking off her bra so her small, perky breasts fell out, the nipples hard with excitement. Putting her thumbs in the waistband of her panties, pulling them down her hips, down past her legs, and kicking them off so she could part her legs, and show the boy how ready she was to be taken …<br><br>… except in this new daydream, it wasn’t a boy, standing by her bed.<br><br>It was her father.<br><br>And Michelle found herself more aroused than ever.<br><br>“No, um, dinner’s good tonight, Daddy,” Michelle said, her voice shaking, and she got in the car. “Sounds perfect.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mad Science!  (Jack Stalker and Zillah)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jack Stalker</strong> on <strong>01-03-2011, 04:40:25</strong>
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				The bright red face of his daughter, Michelle, as well as the nervous movements and the fidgeting, gave Charles all the information he needed to establish the device was indeed working. He could almost feel the heat of her body as he slid into the car next to her. He was not sure how long he could hold out with this newfound knowledge. Truth be told he wanted to turn the device onto its maximum setting and see what would happen to her, right there in the car. It was in full view of the street and the building where they worked, people were about here and there.<br><br>There was no way that the sight of him fucking his teenage daughter ragged in on the leather seats would go unnoticed. Although they would not immediately know that they&nbsp; were watching a father rip apart his own flesh and blood in a frenzied near rape, they would certainly see something, enough to call the police perhaps. No, he had to wait a little while longer, but the fact it was working? That was enough for him, for now at least.<br><br>"Yes, I don't mind taking you shopping Michelle, I think&nbsp; that would be a good idea, its been a while since we've spent some time together outside of travelling to and from work and hanging out at home. I think you need to spend some quality time with your father, shopping, dining, having all sorts of fun. Its a fathers job isn't it? to take care of the needs of his little girl. All of her needs." he said as he sat down in the drivers seat.<br><br>He reached across her, turning slightly and drew the seat belt across her tight young body, clicking it into place. As he did so he reached up with his right hand to brush some strands of hair away from her face, before stroking his fingers down her cheek. "Are you alright darling, you look a little flushed?" he asked, letting the hand drop down to rest on her thigh, his fingers sliding around to feel the inside of her thigh, giving her a gentle squeeze through her jeans. It was quite fortunate that she was not wearing a skirt right now, as his hand may have taken on a life of its own, easing up her skirt until he could feel his fingertips against her flesh. His cock was rock hard within his pants now, hopeful concealed as he drew away his hand to put on his own seat belt.<br><br>"The experiments? Maybe one day soon Michelle, they're really very boring and overly technical. The last thing I want is to be boring my little girl." he told here, although that was not strictly true. He had been thinking about drilling himself deep into her for a while now and there was something about today that had pushed him towards making that incestuous dream a reality, not the least of which was the success of the device. "Perhaps soon I'll reveal a great many secrets to you about what I've been up to. If you really want me to." he assured her.<br><hr>It was a short drive to the restaurant, located a small distance away in the city. It gave a solid view of the skyline from its location on the top floor of a nearby building, while at the same time allowed casual custom, there had been no time to dress up or do something special. The restaurant was reassuringly expensive enough to keep traffic down, to a level where the ambiance could be enjoyed rather than the frantic behaviour of families and run of the mill clientele.<br><br>Parking up Charles slipped off his daughters seat belt as easily as he had slipped it across her body and opened the door, sliding an arm around her waist he guided her into the building and up into the elevator that would take them to 'The Panoramic' a secluded little getaway that sported numerous small circular tables that provided small oases for clients to occupy for their meals as well as a wide screen view of the city from the close to all round window that skirted the edge of the dining area. The waiters and staff there were known to Charles, but they would have no idea he was with his daughter.<br><br>As he waited for the lift doors to close on just the two of them, he clicked on the device, unsure of how long a burst would last, he hit her with a level four burst as he fiddled with his phone, then slipped it back into his trouser pocket. "I wouldn't want us to be disturbed over dinner, now would I darling." he told her, a smirk forming on his lips. "I'm sure that you want to give your loving father all the attention he deserves from his beautiful young daughter. Even now I can imagine you thinking of ways to thank me for how good I've been to you so far." he explained to her, watching her closely as the device worked its magic. His own cock had no need of such a boost, all he needed to get hard was to look into Michelle's eyes or think about her naked flesh, flesh that he wanted to see again, soon.<br><br>Coming here had been a mistake, he should have taken her home, only know did he realise that he would have to have her long before they got anywhere near getting home. The lift doors slid shut and the lift began its express run to the top floor restaurant. Very soon this girl, who used to be innocent young daughter, would be covered in blood, sweat and tears, turned into a cock loving whore and a fuck hungry little slut by her own loving father. "Order whatever you want when we arrive. Unless you want to tell me about anything that takes your fancy right now?" he suggested, enjoying the sight of her bathed in the effects of his device.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mad Science!  (Jack Stalker and Zillah)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>04-03-2011, 21:35:34</strong>
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				Michelle took deep breaths as she took a seat in the car, trying very much to calm herself down. She closed her eyes … and let out a slow, breathy sigh as she felt her father reach across her body to fasten her seatbelt. The back of his hand grazed across her chest as he tugged on the belt, drawing it in place … his knuckles brushed against her hardened nipples, and she shuddered in wicked delight.<br><br>“Yes, Daddy … I’m fine,” Michelle murmured. “I, um, didn’t have anything for lunch today, so I’m just a little light-headed … dinner would be fine … and yes, of course, I’d love to hear your secrets.” She let out a small whimper as he played with her hair, his hand grazing against her cheek. Her eyes still closed, she turned her face to savor his touch, to let his hand linger on her skin a little longer. When his hand moved to caress her thigh, she squirmed in her seat, trying not to simply writhe in wanton delight.<br><br><em>Is Daddy teasing me?</em> Michelle wondered for a moment. She dismissed the thought immediately, though. <em>No … of course he isn’t. He’s just being nice, and you’re just ridiculously horny for some reason …</em><br><br>Quietly, she stamped her feet on the floorboards of the car, in absolute mad frustration. <em>God, I’m so horny. And I don’t even know why …</em><br><br>Biting her lip, Michelle didn’t say another word as they drove to the restaurant. She looked out the window as they silently drove through the city, watching the bright lights of the skyline whiz by, trying not to think of anything. And definitely trying not to look at her father.<br><br>The car wound through streets Michelle didn’t know, eventually winding up in front of a restaurant she didn’t recognize. It looked quite posh, and Michelle supposed her father might’ve been there before. To her, though, it was all new.<br><br>Michelle shivered and smiled as her father helped her out of the car. She gasped a little as he slipped a strong arm around her waist … but she didn’t move away. She rested her head against his side as they walked inside the building, heading to the elevator and the restaurant at the top floor.<br><br>As they entered the elevator, Michelle felt a powerful wave of warmth blossom through her body. It started between her slender legs … and then spread through every part of her, filing her with a blissful, wonderful feeling unlike anything she’d ever known. Her fingertips tingled, and she found her mind growing cloudy, like she’d been drinking too much wine. Except it made her feel <em>better</em> than wine. She wasn’t drunk, but she was filled with a feeling of complete ecstasy … and passion, that was starting to grow uncontrollably inside of her. She was dimly aware of the fact that a small damp patch was growing between her legs, clearly soaking her jeans since she wasn’t wearing any underwear. <br><br>Michelle’s whole body trembled. Feeling weak at the knees, she stumbled backwards, and found herself sitting down hard on the elevator floor, right in front of the panel of buttons used to select floors.<br><br>Unsteadily, Michelle stood up. She was barely aware of her fingers hitting the red STOP button on the elevator panel, bringing the elevator to a squealing halt.<br><br>“I can order whatever I want?” Michelle said dreamily. With a playful laugh, she took a few tentative steps towards her father, and threw her arms around him to give him a hug. “Are <em>you</em> on the menu, Daddy? Because I think I want you.”<br><br>Standing on her tiptoes, she gently kissed her father’s chin … and then her lips wandered to his neck, covering them in soft, insistent nibbles. Her mind raced incoherently, with a thousand conflicting thoughts, but she didn’t care. She just knew she wanted her father. And that wickedly lewd thought, of wanting him … it made her smile, and her kisses grew more insistent.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mad Science!  (Jack Stalker and Zillah)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jack Stalker</strong> on <strong>05-03-2011, 01:40:01</strong>
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				Standing in the elevator allowing his eyes to wander over his young daughter, Charles let his thoughts wander back to when his hand had grazed those bullet hard nipples when he had strapped her into the car. It was easy to see that they were still as hard, although their state was nothing compared to his cock. The foot long shaft snaked down his leg and throbbed almost impatiently, waiting for the moment he would be able to sink it deep into the flesh of his teenage daughter. Waiting for the moment went he would stain it in her blood and make her a woman devoted to the pleasuring of her own father, just as he would be devoted to the pleasure of his little girl.<br><br>So wrapped up in his thoughts was he, that when she stumbled backwards he was too slow to act, watching as it happened as if in slow motion and then stumbling a little himself as the elevator shuddered to a stop. He knew that the staff would take a few minutes to notice and then go through some calming talk, he could then simply pretend an accident and eventually press the stop button again to get them moving. Maybe tip the Maitre de to ensure a smooth seating at the top in the restaurant.<br><br>The stain on her jeans was seen and then gone from view as Michelle was against him, planting kisses on his chin and his neck. He reached up and took hold of a fistful of her hair, before pulling her neck back, taking a look at her face, her eyes and her hair. His powerful grasp holding her lips a short distance from his own before he spoke. "Daddy's little girl can always have what she wants." he told her, pulling her into a kiss, his lips burned against hers and as they moulded together he let his tongue ease between his lips and stroke through the crease of her own, plunging it into her mouth to caress her own tongue as his heart raced and his thoughts flared.<br><br>Finally he was kissing his daughter, not in some familiar father daughter fashion, but kissing her like the dirty little whore deserved, a dirty filthy sex crazed little whore that he was making her into. Holding her against him he kept one hand on the phone and held her fast with the other, her hair gripped tight as he savoured her lips again and again, tasting his own flesh and blood slut as he pleasured himself with her mouth and let gasp after gasp slip quietly from his lips as he ravaged her, hungry for more and realising that this brief sampling of her heat would not be enough<br><br>Eventually he reached out with both arms, placing his powerful hands on her shoulders and pushing her down to her knees. Reaching down he put a finger on her lips, momentarily silencing any speech that might come from her mouth in protest, as he looked into those eyes of hers with a hungry lust fuelled stare. Then he removed his finger, quickly filling the lift with the sound of his pants zipper being torn down, the metal teeth tearing apart and his huge foot long member springing out of them, the heavy thick shaft bobbing about before her face.<br><br>"Daddy knows all about the feelings and the thoughts you've been having Michelle, all about the dirty, filthy lustful thoughts you've been having. Daddy is going to help you with that right now. I've been such a good Daddy and you've been such a slut... Daddy needs you to make it up to him, by showing him that these thoughts you've been having are really about him and not some nasty boy who might want to take you away from him." he informed her, taking hold of his shaft and pushing the glistening knob, stained with pre cum, against her lips for a second, smearing it across them. His other hand holding her in place on her shoulder.<br><br>"You were right to think Daddy was on the menu Michelle. Daddy is definitely on your menu, because Daddy always gets his little girl what she wants no matter what it is. First though comes a starter doesn't it, a nice taster of things to come? Daddy wants you to have a special drink before we even get to the restaurant, Daddy wants you to taste another part of him, a part that he has been saving specially for his darling daughter." he could feel her warm breath on his cock head, the air heating up rather than cooling. His shaft bulging, the thick veins and massive crown twitching in the air before her.<br><br>"Open your mouth and suck on your Daddy's cock Michelle, if you manage to make him fill your belly with his cum, then he’ll give you an even better surprise before you get home." he slid his hand from her shoulder to take a fistful of her hair, yanking on it hard. "But if you fail then Daddy will be angry and have to punish you for failing to be the daughter he deserves, understand? You little slut?" he said in a harsher tone. Eyes burning with lust he brought her lips up against her lips and started to peel them open with a slow steady thrust into her mouth, he watched them with a fascination as he gasped at the feeling of his sweet innocent young daughters mouth beginning to part as he fought the urge to simply hold her still and fuck her mouth rather than encourage her to suck and lick at his cock.<br><br>"Suck your Daddy, lick him, take his huge fat cock in your mouth and down your throat you little cunt, mouthfuck your dear and loving father before we get out of here." he growled, he moved his hand to the device and angling it towards her clicked on the Five setting. Part of him wondered if she could take it of whether he would have to force himself down her tight narrow throat. "Show your Daddy what you can do, what you've been writing about in that dirty little book of yours, you cock loving whore."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mad Science!  (Jack Stalker and Zillah)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>08-03-2011, 22:07:38</strong>
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				Michelle wasn’t sure what was happening. She felt like she was in a dream … dizzy, panicked, wildly turned on and excited … and she was kissing her father’s neck in an elevator. And then her father turned his face, and kissed her back. His wicked tongue slid lewdly into her own wet, eager mouth, and his hand reached over and squeezed one of her small breasts hard, fondling it coarsely, like a lover …<br><br>Michelle didn’t know what was happening.<br><br>Except she <em>wanted</em> what was happening. Badly. Even if she didn’t entirely believe it was real.<br><br><em>If this is a dream, please, please, don’t let me wake up,</em> Michelle thought crazily. Besides, it was easier to think of it as a dream. If it was real, she’d be kissing her own father, and even as handsome as he was, as much as she knew she secretly wanted him, what she was doing was wrong, so wrong.<br><br>“Ohh, Daddy … I want you so bad,” Michelle gasped, as her father finally broke away from her. However, he didn’t seem to hear her. She let out a small cry of surprise – and pain – as he roughly grabbed her shoulders with his strong hands, and shoved her down on the elevator floor, kneeling in front of him, right in front of the sizable bulge plainly visible in his trousers.<br><br>Confused, Michelle looked up at her father with pleading eyes … and saw him put a finger to his lips, as if to silence her. His eyes burned with a dark hunger that Michelle had never seen before, which made her glad. This <em>had</em> to be a dream, then. Or at least she could tell herself that. Ever since she could remember, her father always was so kind and considerate with her, always doing such wonderful things for her. He always looked at her like she was a sweet angel.<br><br>Until tonight.<br><br>Now, he looked like her like she was a whore.<br><br>This <em>had</em> to be a dream …<br><br>Michelle whimpered when her father unzipped his trousers … partly in excitement, but partly in fear. His giant cock sprang out, massive and erect, precum already dribbling from the slit in the crown. It was larger than any other cock she’d ever seen before … and she hadn’t seen many. She’d only been with two boys before, both in school. One she’d given a handjob, and the other she’d given a nervous, awkward blowjob that’d ended with him spewing his load on her tits. Both of those cocks had been half the size of her father’s, both in length and girth. And from the depraved gleam in her father’s eyes, he expected much more from her than those boys ever did.<br><br>Her face turned red as her father spoke to her. <em>Oh god … he read my diary,</em> she thought numbly. He knew about all the naughty, nasty dreams she’d been having lately, that she’d written on those pages … wanting to be treated like a nasty little slut, wanting to be fucked until she screamed with joy. She nodded shamefully when he called her that – <em>you’ve been such a slut,</em> he said – and then moaned as he dragged his cock across her face, smearing her pale, pretty cheeks with his want.<br><br>“I’ll be good, Daddy,” Michelle said, with tears of shame welling in her eyes. “I promise, I won’t … <em>nnfff!!</em>” She wanted to tell him more, but she didn’t have the chance. The grip of his hands on her slender shoulders grew tighter, and suddenly her father was pressing his cock insistently against her lips. Her mind racing with wanton excitement, she opened her mouth … and her father’s cock slid lewdly into her mouth.<br><br><em>Oh my god, I’m sucking Daddy’s cock!</em> Michelle thought. Thick and massive, his raging erection quickly stretched her lips and filled her small mouth, even as he gently pushed more of himself into her eager face. Her head bobbed up and down on his shaft wetly for a few moments, and then her tongue began to swirl around the head of his cock, licking and kissing it. She reached up, and with a small hand began to fondle and caress his balls as she sucked him. <br><br>As Michelle’s mouth and hand tried to please her father, she looked up at his face, desperately hoping that she wasn’t letting him down. She had so little experience with sex, and with boys … she felt awkward, like she wasn’t pleasing him as well as she could. Nervously, she worked more and more of his length into her mouth, until the head of his cock pushed hard against the back of her throat … and then, she coughed and choked, with thin streams of drool running down her chin. She’d heard of deepthroating before, but she had no idea how to do it, and she couldn’t relax her throat enough to work more of her father’s length inside her …<br><br>Gasping, Michelle took her mouth off her father’s cock for a moment, stroking his long, wet length with her hand. “Am I doing it right, Daddy?” she asked him. Her voice quavered nervously, but her eyes shone with perverted lust. “Tell me how you like your cock sucked, Daddy … I want to be the best lover you’ve ever had …”<br><br>Closing her eyes, Michelle began to suck her father’s cock faster, her lips wrapping around its length more firmly, sliding up and down his flesh more urgently. She reached down and unbuttoned the top of her jeans as her mouth worked its way over his shaft, and slid her fingers down between her legs so she could play with her needy little clit. She groaned loudly as she felt more of his warm fluids leaking onto her tongue … it was just like she’d dreamed, &nbsp;just like she’d written in her diary.<br><br>Michelle couldn’t wait for her Daddy to fill her mouth with his hot seed …
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mad Science!  (Jack Stalker and Zillah)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jack Stalker</strong> on <strong>09-03-2011, 03:58:41</strong>
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				Charles groaned in pleasure as his cock eased open her lips and slid into her warm juicy mouth, the tiny orifice fitting tightly about his knob as he fucked his cock into her between those perfect little lips. "I know that you'll be a good little cock sucking whore for your Daddy, I know that you'll be very good Michelle, you'll be the best. As for promises, you don't need to make any right now, I know that you won't let your loving father down. You never let him down, you never let me down before Michelle and you never will again." he smirked, not as long as he had his device. He intended to fuck his sweet young daughter morning noon and night until one day she would be so drunk on the power of his cock that he would not even need the device anymore.<br><br>She would simply give herself to him on command... better yet she would hungrily seek him out to satisfy him whenever she sensed he had the urge to plough his shaft into her flesh, to sink his fingers and tongue into her deep holes and ravage his own flesh and blood girl to rags for his own depraved delight. First though he needed to see how far he could go... if she was willing to take her own father down her throat in the middle of an elevator on a simple setting of five? There was no telling what he would be able to make her do for his pleasure and eventually her own!<br><br>While he had often imagined what his daughters tongue would feel like stroking against his cock he had never really been able to prepare himself for the sheer pleasure of how it would actually feel, her hot breath and juicy mouth taking him in as he nudged his cock head against the back of her throat and watched her lips stretch around the crown of his knob as he penetrated her lips. Hands tight in her hair as he pushed into her tiny throat.<br><br>Her tongue swirled about the head like a professional whores and her fingers against his balls made him even harder, a gasp spilling forth as he tugged at her hair and pushed deeper into the wet sucking hole in her face that behaved like a second cunt. Feeding it into her as she began to gag and choke, her drool spilling down her chin and washing about the sides of his cock as he packed it into her willing mouth.<br><br>Looking down into her eyes she would have seen the lust and satisfaction at the feeling of his little girls mouth sucking on his huge and monstrous cock, felt the trembling of the length of flesh as it drilled between her lips and the fury that was being held back, the desire and feverish want to take more of her.<br><br>"That's good Michelle, you're doing just fine for your daddy, just relax and let your loving father fill your throat with his cock. Come along Michelle, you're good at opening your mouth when you want Daddy's money. Now take Daddy's cock like the good&nbsp; little girl that you know you are, open wide and take it you little slut." he grinned at her, visibly enjoying the feeling of her small hand stroking back and forth along the length of his cock. He groaned and clenched his teeth before, pushing back into her mouth a little harder, holding her head still as he forced himself into her throat inch by inch.<br><br>"Suck it deep Michelle, suck Daddy's cock deep into that throat, choke on it like the cock hungry little bitch you are. Lick it, kiss it, caress it with your tongue and tease it... circle the crown and push into the slit, eat up that juice that's leaking out of it, because it's all for you darling. all for Daddy's little whore." he moaned as he watched her play with it. "Make Daddy come like your mother never could." he told her then groaned louder as her mouth enveloped him hungrily and his gasps became a growl of satisfaction, her lips tight against his flesh as his cock plunged back and forth into her throat.<br><br>Seeing her begin to play with herself he growled deeper and took hold of her head. "Daddy's nasty little slut should take her fingers away from her cunt and focus on her Daddy... now shouldn't she!" he grunted before driving his shaft into her throat until his balls slapped against her chin, the feeling of his cock totally enveloped by her vice like and narrow insides caused him to start orgasming already, his hot seed blasting into her guts and then filling her mouth as he pulled out until only an inch of cock remained between her lips, filling her to burst with jet after jet of sticky hot cum as he unloaded into her young eager mouth with hard shuddering blasts of his sperm. Spunk gushing across her tongue and painting her insides with his seed as he spasmed, tugging on her hair and groaning as the speaker crackled to life, asking the occupants to try pushing the stop button to get moving again.<br><br>Draining his balls into the warm hole between her lips he finished his shuddering climax, pulling his cock free of her with a pop. "Make sure you drink every last drop of Daddy's juice, otherwise you won't be making him happy." he told her, reaching down to scoop some of the cum that had leaked out of her mouth onto a finger, which he slid between her lips.<br><br>Stuffing his cock back inside he waited until the effects of the device began to waver and fade a little before pushing the button again. "Did you like that Michelle, did you like daddy's special gift? You are so much better than your mother could ever be. You are going to make Daddy proud aren’t you?" he told her, hauling her up to her feet. "Now remember to keep your dirty little fingers away from your cunt unless Daddy says you can touch yourself, understand?" he said as the lift began to move again. "Only Daddy gets to touch your special place without permission, alright darling. You have to keep your special holes for Daddy." he instructed her, before pulling her in for a kiss, not caring if he tasted his own cum, simply unwilling to wait any longer to feel her lips against his own.<br><br>He wrapped a hand around her throat and pushed her up against the wall of the elevator as it began moving again, easing a hand between her thighs to feel the heat of her cunt even through the denim. "Remember what Daddy told you now. Now you sit at the table Daddy gets while Daddy goes to the bathroom to clean up." he told her as the elevator arrived and he released her, preparing to go into the restaurant. His hard on still filled his pants and his cock was even more eager and hungry for Michelle's flesh than ever. Her mouth had only served to drive him even wilder for her other holes.<br><br><em>He planned, as soon as he saw that she had been seated, to hit her with another burst on a power level five setting and then head for the corridor that led to the bathrooms, just to see how she would react... ready to push it up to six after a short while, attracting her attention with a nod.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mad Science!  (Jack Stalker and Zillah)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>13-03-2011, 21:26:38</strong>
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				Her father's words made Michelle's cheeks burn with shame, as well as excitement ... calling her a slut and a whore. She'd never heard him speak that way to her - always, she was Daddy's little girl, or Daddy's little angel. Tonight, though, she was a disgusting little slut, a fuck toy for his pleasure, nothing more, a wet whore's mouth for him to slide his cock into.<br><br>Knowing that turned her on, incredibly much so.<br><br>Furiously, she frigged her aching clit between her fingers, seeking the release she'd been so desperately seeking all day ... wanting to cum so bad. When her father chided her for doing so, though, she felt humiliated, knowing he was right. She was supposed to be pleasing her, not selfishly looking to please herself. The tightened grip on the back of her head reminded her of that as well, and she choked and spluttered as he pushed his massive cock deeper into her throat.<br><br>"Mmmfff! MMMFFF!!" Michelle grunted. Her face started to turn bright red, as her father's cock found the back of her throat. As much as she tried to relax, she couldn't ... and as delicious as her father's cock was inside her mouth, she found herself panicking. She didn't know if she could breathe, and more importantly, she didn't know if she was disappointing her father ...<br><br>Suddenly, warm, creamy semen filled Michelle's mouth. She spluttered for a moment in utter surprise, and dribbles of cum ran out between her lips and down her chin. She'd never been asked to swallow before - not that her father had even asked! - and the taste of her father's seed inside her mouth was unexpected. She didn't know what to make of the taste - it was salty, and bitter - but she knew she needed to drink up as much of it as she could. It was what her father wanted, after all.<br><br>So, looking up at her father, Michelle closed her eyes ... and her pretty, pale cheeks hollowed as she tried to swallow as much of his cum as she could. Spurt after spurt of cum landed on her tongue and filled her mouth. She swallowed, again and again, wondering when it would end. As much as she tried to swallow of it, she couldn't help it - some of it spilled out from between her lips, and spilled onto her face, some of it dripping on the elevator floor.<br><br>When her father finally sighed and finished, Michelle took her mouth off his cock. Her face was flush with lewd excitement ... <em>I just sucked Daddy's cock,</em> she thought. Her hands trembled excitedly. She knew it was wrong ... but she didn't care. And she still was so very, very horny - her body seemed ready to burst, from all the pent-up desired burning inside of her ... <br><br>Standing, Michelle realized that her face was absolutely drenched with her father's seed. She shivered as her father scooped some of it up with his finger, and shoved it into her mouth. She sucked on his finger lewdly, much like she'd sucked on his cock ... and then she began to wipe her face with her own fingers, sucking them clean as well. <br><br>"Yes, Daddy, I loved your gift," Michelle said. She started to say more, but he leaned in and kissed her. Wildly excited, Michelle kissed him back, forced her tongue into his mouth, incredibly happy. She began to grind her pelvis against his thigh as they kissed. She felt like her body was on fire, she wanted to cum so bad ...<br><br>... and then, before she knew it, she found herself slammed against the elevator wall, her father's strong hand at her throat.<br><br>"Yes, Daddy," Michelle whispered. "I'll keep my ... holes ... special for you. No one ... no boy's ever touched them. Only ... I was saving them ..." She whimpered as her father's hand cupped her between her legs. "Please, Daddy ..."<br><br>The elevator doors finally opened. Michelle stumbled out, only nodding at her father's instructions. She followed the hostess to the table her father had reserved for them, dimly aware that her father was watching her as he headed to the restrooms. As she took her seat, she felt another wave of heat wash over her body. Dizzy, she could only nod as the hostess handed her a menu ... and wondered what it'd be like to bury her face between the hostess's thighs.<br><br>Michelle shook her head. She tried looking at the menu, but couldn't concentrate. <em>I just sucked off Daddy in an elevator,</em> Michelle thought.<em> How am I supposed to think about ordering appetizers.</em> But all she could think about was sucking his cock, and how good that had been ... and how maybe he'd fuck her later, and take her cherry ...<br><br>Michelle's hand wandered down for a moment between her legs.<br><br><em>No, I can't touch myself,</em> Michelle thought weakly, <em>not without Daddy's permission ...</em><br><br>Michelle forced herself to hold with menu with both hands. And squirmed in agony at the table, wanting so much to play with herself, if only for a moment ...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mad Science!  (Jack Stalker and Zillah)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jack Stalker</strong> on <strong>13-03-2011, 23:36:51</strong>
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				Charles went into the bathroom and made sure no one else was around as he cleaned up, the place was all black and silver chrome with low lighting and a pleasant enough scent, it was the sort of thing you would expect from such a high end restaurant. It certainly matched the low lighting outside which afforded the patrons a great view of the city through the panoramic windows. He grinned as he recalled how his little girl Michelle, his little slut, had agreed with him over keeping her tight young holes only for him. He was sure that after his huge rod had spread open that tight flesh that she would never be able to find satisfaction with another man anyway, not that she would ever have the chance to.<br><br>He waited a short while in the bathrooms and then left, making sure to have a quite word with the Maitre de before he moved to the end of the corridor which led between the seating area and the washrooms themselves. Looking over at Michelle as she sat at the table he had selected, he realised that he no longer saw his sweet innocent daughter over there, now all he saw was his darling little whore, a fuck toy that had been bred from his own seed to provide him with a tight few holes to fill as he grew older.<br><br>Looking back behind him he saw the Maitre de flip an out of order sign onto the bathroom door, before returning to his post. Was it right to possibly take his young daughters virginity in a bathroom toilet in a place like this? Well, it could be worse. He doubted it would be as much fun in some side street alley or the back of the car, for he was certain that he would not be able to get her home before he was forced to fuck her.<br><br>He had waited far too long as it was to feel her vice like flesh cling to his cock. The way that her mouth had sucked hungrily on his shaft and the way her lips had peeled apart to allow him to squeeze it down her throat had been incredible! There was no doubt that he wished to repeat the experience, but first she had other holes to Christen and as her father it was his right to be doing the christening.<br><br>Hitting her with a power level six burst from his device he watched her closely, waiting to see what it would make her do. The effect wore off slowly over time so it required repeated bursts to keep someone at a particular level of arousal, assuming they were not turned on by their situation anyway, that was. His cock was already rock hard again and straining inside his pants as he watched her sitting there at the table, in some obvious discomfort even before the six hit her.<br><br>A few minutes passed as he watched for the effects, ready to hit her with a lower setting if she started to do anything too outrageous, like strip. Then when he was certain that it was having an effect he walked back into view and approached the table with a slow steady swagger.<br><br>Stopping opposite her he looked down at her, tilting his head slightly. He first spoke loudly enough for anyone at the other tables which were scattered about nearby to hear. "I'm sorry darling, but you seem to have a stain on your blouse there. You had better come with me and we'll see if I can get it out for you before it sets. I'll just go and get things ready after we decide what to order first of course." he told her as he pointed at a spot where his come had soaked into the material. He then spoke to her in a softer tone, leaning in close so that only she could hear him.<br><br>"Daddy is going to fuck you ragged tonight Michelle, I wanted you to know that. Your performance in the elevator was phenomenal, but now Daddy has to stretch open another hole in your body. First you have to make Daddy happy by making yourself come in front of him. Daddy is going to watch from right there." he pointed to the seat opposite hers at the table for two. "Daddy wants to see you come right in front of him, but you have to stay quiet when you do it, otherwise we may have to leave and Daddy wont be able to stretch open your tight young flesh just the way he knows that you want him to." he smirked a little.<br><br>Sitting down opposite her he took hold of one of her hands. "Now get to work you filthy little slut, use your other hand and make yourself come in your panties for your Daddy. I'll know when you do, Ill feel it and I’ll see it in your eyes... but you better make sure nobody hears it. Just do it like you do in your room when I'm next door and you don't want me to hear. There's no need to worry, you can be as noisy as you like when it's my cock opening you up later. Daddy just wants you to be quiet now." he said, squeezing her hand lightly as he held it in his powerful grasp, his eyes burning into hers. <br><br>"Daddy wants your cunt to be nice and wet when he pops your cherry. He wants it to be nice and soaking when he shoves his big hard cock into you and bleeds you for the first time. So, get to work darling, fuck yourself through your jeans but remember, be as quiet as you can." he commanded her.<br><br>Leaning back but still holding her hand he waited, a thin smile on his face as his own cock throbbed painfully in his pants, hungry for her flesh and eager to be unleashed upon her as soon as possible. "Get yourself off you dirty filthy little cunt, drench your panties and your jeans with that tight young cunt of yours, spill your girl cum all over your clothes and get that hot little fuck hole ready for your Daddy like you know you want to you twisted fuck hungry little whore. Slut yourself up and get that searing hot tube ready for your Daddy." he demanded in a casual and quiet manner, turning over her hand to stroke her wrist with his thumb. "Come on Michelle... do as your Daddy tells you."<br><br>He wondered if she could manage keeping quiet, not that he cared. If he could never come back here after today it mattered little, he did not imagine he would be spending too much time doing anything else other than fucking his teenage daughter to the edge of death. How he had resisted her this long would be one of mankind’s great unsolved mysteries. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mad Science!  (Jack Stalker and Zillah)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>17-03-2011, 23:57:14</strong>
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				Michelle sat nervously at the table, still thinking about what she’d done in the elevator. “I sucked Daddy’s cock,” she murmured to herself. Her voice trembled when she whispered the words … but a lewd smile also crossed her young, pretty face. Yes, she’d sucked her father’s cock. Yes, she’d let him spill his semen into her mouth, and she’d swallowed it … or as much of it as she could. She could feel wet patches of it still drying on her blouse, and a few sticky spots still dotted her pale face.<br><br>Michelle couldn’t stop thinking about it – that wild look in her father’s eyes, as he slid that fantastic dick of his between her lips for the first time. How amazing it felt, how good it tasted … and how she couldn’t wait to do it again, when they got home …<br><br>Suddenly, a wave of warmth, stronger than before, washed over Michelle’s body. She squirmed in her seat, unable to sit still, as a wonderful, decadent sensation of please began to pulse and throb between her legs. Michelle began to whimper, and raised the menu to her face, trying not to let anyone see her in such a state. &nbsp;A thin bead of sweat began to trickle down her forehead, and Michelle found herself loosening the buttons of her blouse, first the top one, then the next. The cool air felt good on her small, exposed cleavage, and it was all Michelle could do not to simply rip off her blouse entirely.<br><br>A passing waitress caught Michelle’s eye. “Excuse me … miss?” Michelle asked. The waitress – an older woman, probably her mother’s age, but fit and trim – came over to the table. “It’s <em>really</em> hot in here … can you have someone check the temperature, please? And lower it, if you can, that’d …”<br><br>Michelle’s voice trailed off. She found herself staring at the waitress’s large breasts, which were barely contained by the woman’s dark blouse. Michelle found herself wondering what it’d be like to slowly unbutton the woman’s blouse … reveal the curves and swells of those soft, lovely breasts … perhaps suck on them, and fondle the woman’s nipples … kiss the woman between her breasts, and leave a trail of kisses down between her pale, creamy thighs …<br><br><em>“Ohhhh ….”</em> Michelle sighed heavily. One of her hands slipped inside her blouse, and she pinched one of her breasts, squeezing her nipple painfully hard. The waitress stared at her oddly, muttered something about checking on the thermostat, and then quickly headed away from the table. Michelle didn’t notice. She picked up her menu again, to help hide what she was doing, wondering if she could sneak off to the restroom before her father returned … and then, suddenly, she realized that her father was right there, right at the table, looking down at her with a smirk on his face.<br><br>With a guilty look of utter shame, Michelle quickly slipped her hand out of her blouse. Her body trembled as her father leaned in to whisper into his ear … oh, she wanted him. She struggled not to turn her head and kiss him savagely, in front of everyone seated at the restaurant. However, she managed some semblance of control, and instead merely listened … and her eyes grew wide as her father casually mentioned that he planned on fucking her senseless.&nbsp;<br><br><em>Oh god … he’s going to take my virginity!</em> Michelle thought. <em>He’s going to be the first to stick his cock in me, and fuck me …</em> The notion both horrified and excited her immensely at the same time. Michelle knew that fucking her father was wrong, just utterly <em>wrong</em> … but she didn’t care. For some reason, it seemed <em>right</em> to her. It seemed perfect. After all, what could be better than her own father making his little girl into a woman?<br><br>Still slightly shocked, Michelle was even more shocked when her father carefully explained how he wanted her to cum for him … here. Now. In the restaurant. Looking about nervously, she pleadingly whispered “Daddy, please … can’t we … you know, do that somewhere else … a little more private?” But he didn’t answer her. He didn’t have to. The cold, expectant look on his face said everything that needed saying.<br><br>Tentatively, Michelle nodded. “Okay,” she whispered hoarsely. Her face was almost crimson from embarrassment. She bit her lip, trying not to cry … and yet, her whole body trembled with wanton anticipation. Yes, she’d been playing with her breasts before, but this somehow was … different. She’d rarely masturbated before, not until a few weeks ago, when those strange feelings of warmth had started to fill her body. And always, she’d gotten herself off alone, in her room, unwatched and unnoticed.<br><br>And now, Daddy wanted her to play with herself. Like a little slut, while he watched. And while anyone else in the restaurant who happened to turn their head the right way could watch too …<br><br>Gingerly, Michelle’s hand wandered down into her lap, between her legs. Her fingers began to caress her warm, damp crotch … her jeans were already soaked from her want. <em>Good thing they’re already dark,</em> Michelle thought dully, as she began to trace circles over the sensitive flesh. Beneath her jeans and panties, the lips of her sex were already swollen and puffy from desire. Every stroke of her fingertips heightened her excitement, especially as they drew closer to her clit, which practically burned with need.<br><br>“Ohh … <strong><em>yeah</em></strong>,” Michelle murmured quickly between short, panting, ragged breaths. Her small chest fell up and down as her breathing grew more labored and quick, increasing with every passing moment that she played with herself. “I want it, Daddy … I can’t … <em>ohhh!</em> … wait, I want you to fuck me … I’ve been dreaming … <em>ohhh</em> …”<br><br>Her fingers pressed harder against the fabric of her jeans, rubbing more insistently. “Ohh, please, Daddy, I need you …” she whispered. It was taking every ounce of her strength not to scream, not to turn into a babbling mess and strip off her jeans and panties, so she could properly plunge her fingers into her dripping slit …<br><br>With a mewling cry, Michelle’s hips bucked and shuddered. She doubled over in her chair as she came, and came <em>hard</em>. “<strong>MMMnnnFFF!!!</strong>” she grunted, and her sweet cunt spasmed as a lovely, delicious warmth burned between her legs. Her fingers kept rubbing as a second wave of sinful pleasure washed over her. She gasped deeply, trying not to be noisy, but honestly, she had no idea of how loud she was or wasn’t.<br><br>Michelle wanted to keep pleasuring herself – badly – but forced herself to stop. She looked up nervously at her father, not sure if he’d be pleased with her or not. “My panties … they’re wet for you, Daddy,” she whispered excitedly to him. “I’m ready for you.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mad Science!  (Jack Stalker and Zillah)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jack Stalker</strong> on <strong>18-03-2011, 11:38:52</strong>
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				Charles had simply grinned as his little girl had asked to be allowed to frig herself oblivion somewhere else, he had found the notion highly amusing. "You've been doing so well all this time doing as your Daddy tells you to Michelle, why ruin things now by becoming an insolent little wretch. Do as your Daddy tells you too darling and then you will get what we both know you want, Daddy's cock spreading open your tight virgin holes and making you a woman at last." he told her with a smile. "Daddy knows best, doesn't he Michelle. Daddy knows just what you want and just how to give to you. He always has and you've always known that."<br><br>He did indeed know just what she wanted, a hard brutal fucking was what she needed and after this little experiment proved successful that is what he would be giving her over and over every day. He had no intention of mass producing this thing or even of revealing it existed. He had proved it worked on the only subject that mattered and now he was going to push and push, until his darling little slut was a cum drenched wreck who hungered only for his cock.<br><br>He gave her a reassuring smile when she agreed to his request. "That's better darling, just let yourself go like the dirty little whore that you know you are. Show Daddy just how filthy you can be. I know that you want to touch yourself; it's what you were doing in the lift after all. Well now Daddy wants you to do it, he gives you his permission to make yourself come and soak yourself in front of him." he spoke to her in a low steady voice that showed no overt emotion, except the lust that burned in his eyes as he watched her reaction.<br><br>Charles watched with intense interest as she began to play with herself, her hand out of sight as she squirmed about and her face flushing redder, her ragged breaths and gasps were convincing him without a doubt that she was doing as he had asked. Her small pert tits rose and fell inside her blouse and he could hear the creaking of her chair and the shuffle of her body as she began to work herself towards a climax right in front of him.<br><br>He looked about casually, looking to see if anyone else was clued in to what was happening, but if they were there was no sign of it. Perhaps they were far more subtle at spying than he was at spotting them, perhaps people were simply enjoying their food and simply not paying attention to other strangers. He thought for a brief moment that maybe he was going too far, but the rock hard erection in his pants that almost erupted at the sight of his young daughter fucking her own hand with semi discrete movements soon convinced him otherwise.<br><br>A little distracted by the hard on in his pants he was surprised when the end came and she suddenly doubled over, her muffled grunts and whimpers carrying to his ears. Listening to her voice and the words that spilled from her orgasm addled mouth Charles nodded in satisfaction. "Good, that's very good Michelle. Daddy wants you to be nice and wet for him, he wants you to have soaked yourself like the nasty little slut that he knows you are from the things you wrote in that diary of yours. Daddy is very pleased with you and the way you did what he told you to." he assured her, squeezing her hand as he did so.<br><br>"Are you not feeling well now darling? We had best get you to the bathrooms." he told her then, letting go of her hand he stood and moved to help her up out of her chair, slipping an arm around her as he hauled her up and half dragged and half carried her to the bathrooms, slipping through the door of those which had been assigned as out of service. As he did so he deliberately took away the 'Out of Order sign'. Wondering how far he would get before someone came in.<br><br>The most surprising thing was that he had not even needed to go to a seven on the device. He had no idea what a ten might do but he imagined it would leave his young daughter naked and pounding her fists into her own holes up to the wrists or something similar. There was no need for something like that to transpire though, since he could take care of any wild lust she might be overcome by himself quite easily.<br><br>"How did that make you feel Michelle? Masturbating in the middle of a restaurant for your Daddy like you were some cheap and dirty little slut, a whore who could not care less who got to see her orgasm in front of them." he smirked as he half threw her through the door of the restroom. Shoving her inside he pushed her over to the counters where the sinks were located, then he moved up behind her, turning her around to face the row of mirrors and taps. He slid his left hand up her back until it rested in her hair, fisting his fingers in it he had a tight grip on it, before he pushed her forwards, close to her own reflection as he stared at her eyes in the mirror.<br><br>"Put your hands on the taps, you've played with yourself enough you dirty little whore." he told her, keeping her bent forwards over the sinks. Charles reached around her waist and slipped off her belt, then began yanking down her jeans and panties, rocking them down over her magnificent ass and luscious hips until they were bunched up around her knees. He hurriedly kicked her legs kicked apart as far as they would go as he filled the bathroom with the sound of the teeth of his zipper tearing open.<br><br>Pulling out his foot long erection he slapped it against her ass cheeks one by one before spitting on her crack, gathering some on his thumb as he brought his hand slapping down hard on her ass, leaving a red palm print on her pale flesh before easing hsi thumb into her tightest hole, forcing it an inch into her anus as he contemplated saving at least her vaginal virginity until later. <br><br>"Your dirtiest tiniest hole is so fucking tight Michelle, I'm not sure I'll be able to get inside it. It'll be fun trying though... after all Daddy doesn't want to bleed you here in the bathroom now does he, but he deserves to fuck your insides doesn't he? And since you already took Daddy in the mouth, that leaves your sweet ass doesn't it?" he asked her, spitting onto her rectal entry point and resting his knob against the small dent made by his thumb in her tight hole.<br><br>He looked across the black counter to the chrome taps on the sliver basin then up at Michelle's' face in the mirror, his left hand wrapped in her hair as he gazed at her. "Put your hands on the taps Michelle and no grinding your cunt on the edge of the counter to make yourself come until Daddy says so? Understand UUAaUuNnHHH!!" he groaned, pushing hard into her anus with the word understand, his cockhead peeled open her rectal duct and his shaft forced its way slowly into her rectum, relentless pressure taking the long baton of steel hard flesh deep into her anal passage and towards her bowels as he gritted his teeth and strained to cram himself into her narrow furnace of an ass.<br><br>As he invaded her tiny asshole without mercy, he gripped hard at her hair, forcing down her face and slapped her ass cheek hard with his free hand, before slipping it around her body and into her blouse, his hand finding her right breast and his nails sinking into it as his cock drove steadily into her rectum until only his balls remained outside, his entire length buried in her guts as she ass fucked his young daughter.<br><br>"Fucking hell Michelle, you're so fucking tight... Daddy forgot to fuck your wet juicy cunt... never mind, Daddy will make it up to you by fucking your tight little ass until it's spewing out his come and you've forgotten all about your soaking wet cunt" he groaned. His hand found the device and he hit her with a Seven power level for good measure, he had no intention of stopping his brutal assault on her ass now. If she had not drained him in the lift he would be coming in her ass already, as it was it took almost everything he had to avoid coming in her ass straight away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mad Science!  (Jack Stalker and Zillah)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>25-03-2011, 01:37:18</strong>
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				Michelle’s face reddened as she father spoke to her, even as she continued to play with herself. <em>Insolent little wretch</em> … she didn’t know why her father wanted to call her things like that. She knew she’d do anything to please him, anything at all – <em>I even sucked his cock, and swallowed his cum,</em> she thought – so she didn’t understand. Sometimes her father’s hurtful words turned her on, very much so … but other times, they just hurt.<br><br>Such thoughts were forgotten, though, as her orgasm washed over her, and as she let out a small, whimpering cry of ecstasy. She smiled gratefully at her father as he told her how pleased he was with her … and she nodded, very eagerly.<br><br>“Thank you, Daddy,” she said quietly. She looked around nervously, wondering if anyone else had been watching her play with herself.&nbsp; In a way, she hoped they did. The thought of being watched while doing something so degrading and dirty … Michelle loved the thought. <em>Especially if they knew I was playing with myself so Daddy could watch,</em> she thought wickedly.<br><br>When her father took her by the arm, and led her to the bathroom, Michelle was excited and confused. On the one hand, she knew what her father wanted … especially when she saw the ‘Out of Order’ sign in front of the door. Or at least she thought she did, at any rate. And the thought of her father taking her cherry at last – knowing she’d gotten him so excited, that he couldn’t even wait until they got home – it sent all sorts of lewd, dirty, wonderful thrills running inside her horny body. Knowing he’d fuck her in a public bathroom, like some cheap dirty whore … like <em>Daddy’s</em> special, cheap, dirty whore.<br><br>But part of her had hoped her first time would be special, too. And as incredibly excited and turned on as she was, as her own father roughly pushed her into the bathroom so he could ravage her, she knew that spreading her legs for her father in a public toilet was not the sort of ‘special’ she’d envisioned.<br><br>Michelle giggled nervously as her father shoved her up against the sinks, and yanked down her jeans and panties. She felt drunk, so excited by what her father was about to do. The cool air of the bathroom felt good on her bare ass, and her long, lean legs. She whimpered anxiously as her father’s hand roamed down her flesh, brushing the pale, soft globes of her bottom as they dipped between her legs … and then, she let out a startled cry as his thumb pushed into her ass.<br><br><em>And since you already took Daddy in the mouth, that just leaves your sweet ass doesn’t it?</em><br><br>“Daddy, <em>no</em>,” Michelle whispered hoarsely as he shoved her jeans and panites down to her ankles. Being fucked in the ass, by her father … it was something she hadn’t even considered, until he’d spoken his desire. She’d never even put so much as a finger up her own ass before. But his wiggling thumb, it felt so good … strange, but good … and just the idea of it was so delicious and dirty. Her small hands tightened their grip on the sides of the sink. Otherwise, she knew she’d want to play with herself again, and fuck herself with slow, lovely strokes of her fingers as Daddy plundered her ass.<br><br>“Oh, Daddy … Daddy, <em>no</em>, what are youaaAAH!” Michelle cried out. She felt the tip of that monster cock of his press insistently against the pucker of her ass … and then, suddenly, he was thrusting himself inside of her. Hard. She mewled in agony, unaccustomed at all to the sensation of his cock – or, for that matter, <em>anything</em> – inside her rectum. Especially not anything that big.<br><br><em>Oh god,</em> Michelle thought desperately, as the strange sensation of warm, insistent hardness plowed deep into her ass. It felt strange, and it hurt … she wanted to cry. She looked up into the bathroom mirror, and saw the face of her father staring back at her, looking over her shoulder, smiling at her decadently as he plunged himself into her anal passage. There was a part of her incredibly turned on by the sensation – <em>Daddy’s fucking my ass!</em> she thought excitedly – but as good as the sensation felt, the pain was almost <em>unbearable</em>. She bit her lip, almost hard enough to make it bleed, trying not to cry out from the pain that relentlessly worked itself into her ass.<br><br><em>Oh god, he’s going to rip me apart,</em> Michelle thought. She’d barely been able to wrap her mouth around that monster of his, and now, forcing itself inside her ass … she didn’t know if she’d be able to take it.<br><br>A scream of anguish almost erupted from her lips … but another giant wave of warmth washed over her body, and she shuddered in ecstasy instead. With tears running down her pretty face, and with her hands tightly clenching the faucets of the sink, she began pushing her ass cheeks&nbsp; back against her father’s hips, rocking back and forth as his cock invaded her tight ass, the snug walls of her virgin rectum hugging tightly at the flesh of her father's manhood.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mad Science!  (Jack Stalker and Zillah)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jack Stalker</strong> on <strong>26-03-2011, 03:28:25</strong>
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				Hearing the pained and yet pleasure filled cries of his own daughter, his own flesh and blood little girl, as he plunged his cock into her impossibly tight rectum was music to Charles' ears. He fought to retain some semblance of focus and sanity as her most strangled cry pierced his mind, as sharply and viciously as his shaft pierced her tight young anus. He felt a shudder of pure delight course through his body at her response to his huge shaft drilling deep into her tiny virginal rectum without pause or mercy.<br><br>He quickly moved his hands to her hips, abandoning her exposed breasts within her loose and ravaged blouse to get a solid grip on her body, then as he slammed himself into her narrow rear passage he clawed at her flesh, his nails digging into her to give him purchase to pound into her body as he watched her hold onto the taps.<br><br>When she looked up at him and met his gaze in the mirror he tightened his grip on her hips, looking deep into her eyes he almost snarled as he growled out his appreciation and hammered some more hard thrusts into that tight rectal cocoon that was gripping his cock. Making sure that every time she made eye contact she was rewarded with an even harder thrust into her insides as his cock slid into her tight vice like rectal tract, his knob spearing towards her guts as his massive girth stretched her rim wider and wider as his balls moved to slap against her body.<br><br>Charles let out a gasp of his own, a loud ecstatic groan of pleasure as Michelle clearly fought through the pain he knew she must be suffering to shove her ass back onto his cock as he drilled it into her, looking down as her body moved to begin to fuck him with its own depraved motions. "That's it you cock loving whore, fuck your Daddy. Grind that tight little ass onto your Daddy's cock and milk him dry like the filthy little slut that you are. Daddy wants that ass to suck his cock dry, to drain his balls so that he knows what it's like to fill his young daughter with his spunk." he told her, sliding his hands from her hips to her buttocks as he met each of her delicious backward thrusts with hard pounding movements of his own.<br><br>Each time he penetrated her it seemed like he was cramming his cock into a burning vice, a tight clenching tunnel that sought to crush his cock inside it. He pulled back, spitting onto his cockhead, then watching with fascination as he drove it back into her past her sphincter and deep towards her bowels. The rim of her anus stretching around the girth of his massive cock as he violated his young daughter’s tightest hole with a fevered lust.<br><br>"You're doing so good darling, your mother would never have been able to please me like this, but Daddy's little girl is doing fine, just fucking UUNNHH fine..." he gasped, pulling out until the crown of his cock was squeezed hard by her tight rim, before shoving it back into her narrow rectal tube. He brought both hands from her hips and wrapped her hair around one, holding it tight as he pulled back her head and stared into the reflection of her eyes, his gaze fixed on her face as he put his other hand on her shoulder and drilled himself hard into her body.<br><br>"Harder, push yourself back onto Daddy harder, make him feel it, show him how much you're enjoying having your fathers cock jammed up your virgin ass you little bitch." he gasped at her, he barely noticed the door open to the toilets and the Matre de walk in. "I'm sorry sir but I saw that you... oh... I... ahh..." he gasped at the sight of Charles fucking away at Michelle, holding her hair like it was a set of reins as he pounded into her. He watched for a few moments captivated by the sight before Charles spoke up. "Fuck off, can't you see I'm fucking my girl here?" he asked in an annoyed yet amused tone. He wrenched Michelle's head about by her hair, forcing her to look at the man as he slammed himself even harder into her ravaged rectal duct. <br><br>"Tell the man..." he slammed his groin into her quivering ass cheeks.<br><br>"...to come back later..." he withdrew until his crown split her rim.<br><br>"...when you're finished assfucking..." he pulled her hair tight and slid his hand about her throat, gripping it hard.<br><br>"...yourself with my cock." he grunted, driving the full length balls deep in her rectum, his balls slapping against her cunt lips as he dug deep into her body with his steel hard rod. <br><br>His hips gyrated back and forth as his cock slid deep and then shallow in her tiny anal passage, opening it up and stretching it wide for future encounters with his cock. His hand wrenched at her hair and he dragged her face back so that he could see every small change in her features as he buried himself over and over again in her tightness. "We'll be out shortly my good man, when I've finished fucking her to my satisfaction. That's right isn't it you whore, now like I said... put some effort into it, fuck me like you know I want it." he growled into her ear, leaning in to lick at her earlobe before sucking it between his lips and crushing it between his teeth. Her ass was tight around every inch of his cock as he squashed it into her with ever increasingly hard strokes.<br><br>With his hand still wrapped in her hair, he shoved her face down and lowered his hips, drilling upwards into her anal tract, giving himself even more friction and struggling to drag it in and out of her now as he started to feel himself draw close to coming.<br><br>As soon as the man closed the door he growled out his appreciation with a long lust fuelled moan. "Does Daddy's little whore like an audience. Daddy's little whore needs to do her best in front of others and make Daddy proud, did you do your best Michelle? Is this your best you dirty little whore? Touch yourself for Daddy now, finger that cunt and tug on those bullet hard nipples of yours... Daddy wants to hear you howl and scream when he fills your bowels with his spunk." he whispered to her, his thrusts never slowing as he continued to ass fuck his young daughter with a renewed spurt of energy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mad Science!  (Jack Stalker and Zillah)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>08-04-2011, 20:55:05</strong>
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				Michelle really didn’t understand what she’d done to deserve her father’s wrath. The way he fucked her – violent and relentless, with such utter loathing and contempt, calling her a whore practically with every thrust – it excited her, but it hurt her as well. The wicked thought of fucking her father had been in her mind for awhile, ever since the strange sensations of warmth had begun so decadently flooding her young body. But she’d imagined sex with him to be something … <em>special</em>. Not bent over a sink and savagely violated in the ass with his monster cock, good as it felt.<br><br>When the maître d walked in, Michelle let out a little scream of terror. <em>Oh god,</em> she thought, <em>he’s seen us … what if he knows … that it’s Daddy, fucking me in the ass!</em> A sick feeling crawled up her throat for a moment, and she felt ill, and dizzy … her hands gripped the sink even more tightly, to steady herself. But if her father was disturbed or embarrassed, he showed no signs of it. Instead, he kept plowing his cock into her tight rectum … and told her to tell the maître d to leave.<br><br>“C-come back … come back, OHHHH!!!!” Michelle screamed, as her father plunged the length of his cock deep inside of her ass with a vicious thrust. “Come back, when I’m, AHHH!!! When I’m done getting fuAAAHHH!!! G-getting, fucked in the ass, OHHH!!!”<br><br>She didn’t see whether the maître d left or not. She only felt her father grab her hips more tightly and increase his speed, resuming his anal ravaging of her with a fierce, insistent rhythm, his hips slapping hard into the sleek flesh of her pale asscheeks as he penetrated her. She moaned as she did what her father asked, dipping a hand down between her legs and sliding it into the wet, slick folds of her pussy, trying to please herself – and him – while he delved into the sweet, tight pleasures of her ass.<br><br>“Y-yes, Daddy, <em>please</em>!” she cried, as his cock continued to batter her. She found herself waiting for his seed, wondering what the hot spurts of his jism would feel like filling her ass …
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mad Science!  (Jack Stalker and Zillah)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jack Stalker</strong> on <strong>12-04-2011, 19:22:12</strong>
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				The feeling of power that tore through Charles' body was exhilarating, it was almost as intense and delicious as the feeling of his daughters tiny ass being expanded and stretched open by his huge cock. The way that he could push her to debase herself, the way his little to could make her into a cock crazed whore ready to do his bidding sent a buzz through his brain that was almost as intense as if he had used the device on himself. Then there was the way that she accepted him, her own father, accepted his wild and outrageous demands for her flesh, simply to satisfy his urges and those of his electronic friend.<br><br>He did not care where they were, a bed, an alley, the back seat of his car. All Charles really cared about was the tightness of her flesh and how it crushed his cock, how her young teenage ass sucked and clung at his massive manhood and sought to dry him insane with its heat and vice like clenching at his member. He wanted others to see what they were doing, as if without a real person coming to interrupt it would seem too much like he was dreaming. This was real, the maitre D had been real, he was really fucking his young daughter in the ass in some restaurant toilet and what's ore he was loving every single second of it. It was like he had been waiting his whole life to do this, that even his work had subconsciously been aiming towards the subversion of her mind in order to pleasure him with her body.<br><br>The pleasure was indescribable, the heat of her innards was spectacular and a constant drain on his willpower, a constant command for him to orgasm inside her instead of allowing him to fuck her slow and steady.<br><br>"Did you want me to tell him to leave Michelle? Or are you an attention seeking little whore, like most teenagers? Did you want the man to stay so that you could show him just how hot you are? Maybe make your daddy jealous? This is what happens when daddy gets jealous you little slut." he told her. Slowing the frenzied pace of his thrusts he stared into her eyes in the mirror and began pulling right out of her, until his crown had her rim stretched to its widest point, then he rammed it hard back into her small body, the knob spearing through her rectal tract to plunge deep into her tiny asshole, piercing to the limit of his long hard cock as he wedged his balls up against her flesh.<br><br>Over and over he pounded long hard thrusts into he, pulling out slow and driving back hard, growling and grunting with each penetration of her flesh. "Shall I call him back? Shall I call back that waitress you were flirting with earlier when daddy left you alone? Is that what you've turned into now Michelle, a dirty little whore who flirts with women when she thinks daddy isn't looking? What would you do if she was here right now Michelle? Would you tell her to leave like you did the man... would you...UUuNAaUUGHH!" he groaned loudly as he started to orgasm.<br><br>His cock pulsed within her and a flood of hot jetting cum painted the insides of her rectum, filling her bowels and surging back through her anal tract, forcing his cock out of her as he orgasmed hard, his hands which were bound tight in her hair wrenched back her head and he stared mindlessly into her eyes as his voice bellowed his pleasure and his face wore a mask of euphoric ecstasy as he fought and failed to thrust back into her spunk filled anal channel. His cock was spat from her rectal tube on a wave of cum that spilled out of her and streamed down her ass crack, running over her cunt and spreading out to soak her thighs as his bucking twitching shaft continued to spurt out strings of sticky white heat to slap against her ass cheeks and pool in the small of her back as he gasped and choked at the intensity of his ejaculation.<br><br>Charles began to see how his human weakness impaired his pleasure. He needed to pause now, take a break... but if others were here, if his daughter was crazed enough to fuck others for his enjoyment then he could watch, he could take pleasure in seeing others tear at her flesh and her holes, preparing her for his next violation of her body... but that could only come after he had stripped away her virginity himself.<br><br>"I'm finished with dinner Michelle. It's time to take you home and bleed you like the horny fuck crazed little fuck slut that you are. It's time for you to spit blood onto Daddy's cock from your tight young cunt and baptise his rod with your virginal blood and his ears with your screams of womanhood, understand Michelle. Now use your hands to clean your thighs and ass of Daddy's cum and don't waste any of it. Then get yourself moving, we need to get to the car and get out of here... no wait!" he said with a sudden idea.<br><br>You were very good Michelle, Daddy wants to reward you by showing others how good you were. You'll remove your jeans now, daddy wants to see your legs. Take off your shoes as well. Daddy wants you to walk to the elevator with him with his cum leaking from your ass and streaming down your legs. We'll be inside and on our way before anyone can say a word. Would you like that, would you like to parade yourself for Daddy?" he asked her.
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