A Daughter's Revenge
Copyright© 2024 by Mandurah
Chapter 8
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 8 - If you like vigilante justice, this story is for you. A mother’s boyfriend rapes her daughter on the night she turned sixteen. When the girl tells her mum the following morning, her mother doesn't believe her. With the aid of two thugs, the girl seeks revenge against her mum and rapist. Warning. The story contains two rape scenes and violence.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Fa/ft Mult Teenagers Consensual Drunk/Drugged NonConsensual Rape Fiction Cream Pie First Fisting Water Sports Violence
“Fuck off, you stupid little slut.”
Putting the cup down on the table, I retrieved a carving knife from inside my bag, waving it in front of his nose. “How would you like to lose your balls without anaesthetic?”
“You’re bluffing.”
Grabbing his nut sack, I pulled the knife across his tight skin, cutting him. He hollered, making Hector turn around. I quickly put my hand over his mouth and got the cup of pee with the other. “Medicine time or no balls.”
“Okay ... please don’t cut me again. I’ll drink it.”
“And one other thing. When you get out, you tell my useless mother you raped me. Or me, and my bodyguard standing at the door will track you down and make you a eunuch. Got it?”
He didn’t say a thing, so I put the cup to his lips and let him drink my pee, coughing and spluttering as he did. When the cup was half empty, I threw it across his face and left.
“Thanks, Hector, one down, and one to go.” I had to make Mum suffer for not believing Antonio raped me.
Later that night, we enjoyed a traditional Mexican meal of Birria. A delicious stew with perfectly seasoned and tender braised goat infused with dried chilis, lime, Mexican oregano, and cinnamon.
After dinner and in Hector’s room, he gave me a sensual massage with warm oil on my back, his firm hands working on my muscles, down between my legs, playing with my wet pussy, squeezing and massaging my bum cheeks. I thought, how does an eighteen-year-old guy know so much about sex and life? He seemed to be mature beyond his age.
While in dreamland, he climbed on top of me, squashing me to the bed, kissing my neck, nibbling my ear, his cock nestled in the crack of my arse.
It felt so good to be underneath a powerful man who was pleasuring me. He put his arm under my waist, lifting it off the bed, leaving room for him to enter me from behind, then roll me onto my side, spooning me with his cock buried deep inside my twat, slowly fucking me.
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