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DESCRIPTION: This volume contains four stories of the Erotic Biological Incest Tales series featuring depraved sex between father and daughter. Four of daddy’s little princesses find themselves engaging in crude sex acts—whether they like it or not! Incest is just the beginning, because anal sex, experimental threesomes, sadistic torture, and incestuous first times are all just the boundary pushing kinks to heat these barely legal brats up for daddy! EXCERPT: Contains: Torturing Daddy's Pain Slut, Daddy's Threesome Whore, Daddy's Pain Whore, and Daddy's Anal Whore. Her father took a step closer, giving her better access to his cock. He ran a tentative hand through her hair, his thumb slowly running across her lips. When she wrapped her moist lips around it, he groaned. He couldn’t believe what she was suggesting, and yet, he was too horny to refuse. “Get up then. Get up so I can fuck you.” he said hurriedly. Katie smiled at him, before getting up. She leaned over the toilet, using the tank for support. Her father pushed up her skirt, exposing her hot cunt to his gaze. He didn’t waste time, and soon pressed his thick cockhead against her tight folds. With a slight push, he forced himself inside. She moaned, pressing her ass back for more. “You’re so wet, Honey.” he moaned, pushing deeper into her tight warmth. “I need your hard cock, Daddy.” she said desperately. “Fuck!” he groaned. She pressed her ass back, pushing his cock deep within her cunt. His shaft was slick and wet, coated in the young waitress’s cunt juices. The thought made Katie frantic, and she quickly started thrusting up and down repeatedly, riding her father’s cock. “Mmm, your cock feels so good, Daddy.” she said teasing him. “I can’t believe you fucked that young waitress’s hot cunt.” “I can’t believe you’re letting me fuck you.” he told her blatantly. “Do you like it?” she asked him, continuing to tease and tantalize him. Her hips wiggled up and down, her motions slower than before. Every subtle movement of her body sent waves of pleasure shooting up her father’s spine. He was still so close to shooting off inside her, but she did everything possible to prolong the inevitable. “Fuck you’re a dirty girl.” he told her, failing to answer her. “Mmm, and you’re a pervert that likes fucking younger women.” she taunted. “Oh! Oh fuck!” her father grunted out. A sudden wave of hot cum spurted inside her hot cunt. The fluid poured into her with gush after gush against her satiny walls. She squeezed his shaft for more, wanting to be filled with his spunk. Each spurting stream into her tight folds made her cry out, until she was writhing on his cock. She pushed her ass hard against his crotch, determined to feel every last drop of cum inside her tight cunt.  

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by Lily Weidner

Erotic Biological Incest Tales Vol.2

Published by Lot’s Cave

Erotic Biological Incest Tales Vol.2:

Erotic Biological Incest Tales Vol.2, © 2018, by Lily Weidner

Cover by Morgaine Wrightman

All Rights Reserved

All Characters In This Book Are Age 18 Or Older

This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only and may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this ebook with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this ebook and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to the Lot’s Cave website and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either a product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

A Lot’s Cave Novel

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CONTENTS

Torturing Daddy's Pain Slut

Daddy's Threesome Whore

Daddy's Pain Whore

Daddy's Anal Whore

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Author’s Note

Family Exotica

Taboo Erotica

Other Novels

Story One

Penelope’s father took a step back, admiring what he’d done to his daughter.

She hung helplessly from her wrists, a thick rope tied to the rafters above. Her feet barely touched the cement floor of the garage below. Her ankles were likewise bound with thick cord. Across her pretty mouth, he’d placed a strip of tape. The wide strip of tape would ensure the neighbors didn’t hear her scream.

He walked around her, admiring the way her petite body was stretched out. He admired his handiwork, pleased by the fear in his daughter’s eyes, excited to finally have her tied up and helplessly at his mercy.

Penelope was such a sweet lovely girl, with long flowing red hair and bright green eyes that now only shone with fright. She was only nineteen, and so trusting of her father. But her father wasn’t the kind of man that she should have trusted.

Her father had harbored a perverse desire for her for a long time. And now that she was of age, he intended to introduce her to his strange ideas of pleasure and pain. On her eighteenth birthday he had fucked her, forcibly taking her virginity. She had fought him, screaming and crying. Only he had heard those seductive pleas. He had only taken her all the more brutally because of them, her cunt slick and warm, the evidence of her virginity running out onto her thighs.

Now, he was only interested in causing her more pain and deepening her humiliation.

She was tied securely, allowing him to take his time. He walked around her, taking in the sight of her cute little ass, her large tits, her legs fighting for better support. The short dress she wore had ridden up, revealing the crotch of her cotton panties. To his surprise, they were damp.

He trembled with excitement, wanting to cut off her dress and expose her naked body, but he resisted, wanting to prolong his pleasure. It was the anticipation that truly excited him, his daughter’s fear of the torture ahead of her that really got him going.

Penelope watched, unable to move. She hung silently crying, afraid of what her father might do to her. She knew he was worked up. His cock was hard, already creating a bulge in the crotch of his pants. She didn’t want to see his hard cock again, not after he’d raped her so brutally before. He had made her do the most disgusting things, and she now knew what his hard cock felt like insider her. Her whole body shook as her father stepped in front of her, her tears worsening.

“Let’s get started, shall we?” he said it while laughing. “Why don’t we just take a look at that hot cunt of yours again, hm?”

He lifted the skirt of her dress. Her wet panties hugged her crotch tight, giving him a brief glimpse of the pink outer lips of her cunt.

“Mmm, nice and wet already.” He said, his hand rubbing between her legs.

Her father took a step back, rubbing her hot juices onto his throbbing cock. He hooked his hands into the waistband of her panties, roughly pulling them up until he could see the bare outer folds of her cunt. The gesture brought with it only a dull discomfort.

He circled her, noticing the way her panties were now nestled between the firm cheeks of her ss. The creamy globes of flesh were tantalizingly pale, a blank canvas for him to make good and red. He touched her, his finger grazing her skin.

Penelope attempted to scream in protest, but her cries only came out in a muffled moan.

Her father slapped her exposed ass cheek, causing her to jerk forward while tears of pain began spilling from her eyes. He stepped back in front of here, roughly tucking the skirt of her dress into the waistband of her panties amused.

She cried helplessly as he then pulled her toward him, filling her arms with pain. His hand cruelly rubbed the outside of her panties, caressing her cunt through the thin fabric.

“You’re dirty little girl, you know that don’t you?” he whispered in her ear.

He continued rubbing her cunt, his breath hot against her ear. “Did you really think I wouldn’t rape you again this year? Or, did you just like my big cock raping your virgin cunt?”

Her father suddenly spit in her face, forcing a small muffled sob from her mouth. He took his cock from his pants, pressing his hard-on against her bare thighs. Slowly, he started thrusting against her legs.

“I don’t care if you like taking my fucking cock or not,” he said. “You’re going to take it again, and this time it’s going to hurt like hell.”

Penelope continued to cry as he pulled away from her, momentarily going over to his tool bench. He soon turned back around, brandishing a small knife. She struggled against the ropes as she saw it, watching the blade with intense fear.

Her father ran the tip of the blade up her bare thigh, before cutting away her dress and panties. His actions were quite violent, ripping and tearing at the fabric with the sole intent of frightening her. She trembled, hanging completely exposed to her own father. He smiled with delight, his hands once again rubbing the swollen folds of her cunt. She wanted cry out and pull away from him, but she knew it was useless.

He bent down, his tongue swirling around one of her sensitive nipples. Wrapping his lips around the little pink nub, he sucked it hungrily into his mouth. He bit down on her nipple, pinching it between his teeth.

She screamed, and then let out a small series of whimpers. The pain made her close her eyes, as a sudden intense wave of heat coursed through her cunt.

Her father stood back up, smirking. “You have such sensitive nipples. I noticed that before, the way you squirmed, pressing against my cock, as I pinched them between my fingers while raping you. Well, I kept that in mind and I’m much better prepared this time.” He told her.

He moved behind her, out of her field of vision.

Penelope shut her eyes, feeling the ache in her arms and shoulders. She could feel the pain ebbing and flowing through her body, as her father took his time. Whatever he was getting, she didn’t want to know. She could hear the clinking of metal on metal, the tension of the rope keeping her suspended, even the subtle sound of her father’s feet shuffling on the concrete floor, and all of it frightened her. Her eyes suddenly shot open, feeling something quite large and solid pressing between the cheeks of her ass.

She whimpered, desperately trying to pull away from him. She felt her asshole pucker from the large object being pressed against her tight hole afraid he might not stop and decide to shove it inside her.

“You feel that?” he asked. “I’m going to shove this up your ass in a moment.”

He put the object down, as she screamed into the tape covering her mouth. She tugged and pulled at the rope restraining her, but her efforts only made the thick rope cut deeper into her delicate skin. With no way to break free, she simply began to break down and cry.

Her father continued indifferent to her sobbing.

He smacked her across the face hard enough for her taste blood. “Stop your fucking screaming or I’ll give you something to really scream about.”

Penelope had never seen him so angry, the hunger in his eyes making her stomach twist into tight knots. She wanted to throw up, the urge to do so only put off by the realization that if she did, she’d be forced to swallow it back down.

Her father roughly pulled her head back up to look at him. “Before I sodomize you, I think you need a lesson in what pain really is.”

She whimpered as she heard the sound of metal clinking on metal again, but the tape muffled the delicate cry. Her throat burned. Her wrists and shoulders seemed as if they would soon slip from their sockets, but there was nothing she could do to fight off the pain. She just looked hopelessly at her father as he returned.

His fingers pinched one of her nipples, making her cry out again. He smirked as he began twisting the rigid little nub. Then, he repeatedly did the same to the other nipple.

“Does that make you wet?” he asked mockingly. “I don’t want you enjoying this too much. Daddy needs to make his little girl scream.”

She desperately shook her head no. Her eyes filling with tears as he twisted and pulled on her nipples. She could see her skin stretch. The pain that filled her petite body felt immense, only growing more intolerable as her father slid his fingers along her taut flesh. She felt relief as his grip released, the throbbing both agonizing and a relief.

He smirked seeing the relief in her eyes as he released her nipples. The way she seemed to think he was really done torturing her delicate nipples was actually quite stimulating.

Penelope screamed as her father took a tight hold of her nipples again. This time, he pulled her rigid nub further and further from her body, until she thought he might tear it from her breast. Instead she soon felt the sensation of cold hard steel pressing against her skin. She shivered only worsening the pain as she tugged instinctually against her father’s grip. He took advantage of the extra distance, pressing the adjustable wrench against her breast. Before she could pull away, he screwed the jaw of the wrench tight against her nipple.

As he let go, he heard her moan through the tape. Her moan was rich and deep, the kind that only intense pleasure or pain could produce. He didn’t care which one she felt, as long as she kept making those intoxicating sounds.

He dropped the wrench handle from his hand, leaving her nipple to strain against the weight. She hissed. Her eyes shut tight on him as the initial pain set in.

“You can shut your eyes tight all you want,” he began. “But it won’t save you from the pain. Nothing can save you from the pain but me, and I’m not feeling very lenient today. You’re going to be a fucking mess when I’m done.”

She screamed as her father grabbed the nipple that was still free. He twisted and pulled, and then grabbed the other adjustable wrench. This time he took his time adjusting the jaw of the wrench, ensuring his daughter watched in discomfort. He took his time, slowly spinning each inch down and down, tighter and tighter, until he heard her squeal in pain. The wrench was quite tight, he had to admit, and he gave it a playful tug for good measure.

“Mmm, you look better already.” He laughed.

Penelope whimpered as her father let the wrenches clamped onto her nipples hang there. The weight was becoming intolerable, and it had only been a matter of seconds. This wasn’t what her body was meant for. For a moment, she wondered if it might not have been better for her father to rape her again. At least then he hadn’t prolonged her pain, not like this. She cried then, noticing that once again she was wet between her legs. A hot blush spread across her cheeks, which only made her father laugh harder at her.

“You’re embarrassed?” he mocked. “You’re embarrassed? What? Did you think I didn’t know you were a pain slut? Well I know! I know you’re a filthy goddamn whore just like your mother. But you, you’re going to pay for all the shit she put me through!”

She cried out as her father tugged on the wrenches, shifting the weight she was slowly growing accustomed to. As tears spilled down her face, she tried to stop herself from outright sobbing. Each sob heaved her chest, disturbing the wrenches and their grip.