Lucy's Predicament
Copyright© 2025 by Edward Pembroke
Chapter 28
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 28 - Lucy is a shy, awkward and innocent red headed schoolgirl, struggling to deal with school bullies, puberty and becoming the prey of predatory perverts. This is a tale of evil, a dark story, please do not read expecting a light hearted story.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft ft Mult Teenagers Blackmail Coercion NonConsensual Rape Reluctant Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual School Incest Mother Daughter Niece Aunt MaleDom FemaleDom Humiliation Rough Sadistic Snuff Spanking Anal Sex Analingus Oral Sex Squirting Voyeurism Water Sports Teacher/Student
The room was sterile and lifeless apart from a bed and a small bathroom. Lucy was sealed in with Jackie and her father, the laughter of schoolgirls drifting through the frosted window as they walked out of the school exit.
The man, whose name Lucy didn’t even know, loomed over her. He was huge—six feet four, with broad shoulders and thinning blonde hair against a gammon face. He was already unbuttoning his shirt, revealing a mat of greying chest hair over his large frame, grinning wolfishly at Lucy.
Jackie had her arm linked through her father’s. Her long golden hair fell around her, and she looked like a pretty, younger, smaller version of him.
“Well, well, well. Aren’t you just a pretty little thing? Fuck me, I didn’t think I’d get my hands on a piece of white meat like this here.” His eyes raked over Lucy’s petite frame.
Lucy could only stand there, her hands clenched into fists at her sides, her breath coming in shallow, panicked gasps.
“What do you think, Daddy?” Jackie said sweetly. “She’s a total freak. No one at school likes her. She’s got, like, zero friends. And she’s always creeping around, looking at people like she’s better than them.” She rolled her eyes, her grip tightening on her father’s shirt. “But we all know the truth, don’t we, Red Rat?”
Lucy stood frozen, her pulse hammering. The man, Jackie’s father, was now stripped down to his boxer shorts, his massive, hairy frame exposed, towering over both of them. Jackie, still in her school uniform, stood beside him, smirking. What the hell was this?
“You knock this little lady about at school, then?” he asked, with some amusement
“All the time, Dad,” Jackie laughed. “She asks for it. Total weirdo.”
His grin widened. “Tell her to take that uniform off.”
Jackie’s eyes gleamed. “You heard my father, Red Rat. Strip. Now.”
Lucy finally had the courage to say something. “J-Jackie ... what ... what are you doing here...?”
To Lucy’s horror, Jackie’s hand slid down to her father’s crotch, her fingers kneading the growing bulge through his boxer shorts. A sickening smirk twisted Jackie’s lips as she locked eyes with Lucy. “My dad likes little young things like you...” she purred. “And since it’s my birthday...”
The man’s hand slid over Jackie’s ass, gripping her through the pleated green skirt. He leaned down, and father and daughter’s lips met in an obscene, lingering kiss, their tongues darting together.
“That bitch’s clothes are still on,” he growled impatiently.
Jackie’s face twisted in fury. “Right, freak!” She marched forward and slapped Lucy across the face.
“Haha, that’s my girl,” the man chuckled.
“My dad wants you fucking naked,” Jackie snarled, grabbing Lucy’s hair and yanking her head back. “Who the fuck do you think you are, disobeying us, you little ginger cunt?” She tore at Lucy’s skirt, the fabric ripping under her force.
“Stop! Please—don’t rip my clothes! I’ll take them off!” Lucy cried, quickly unbuttoning her blouse.
“That’s it, keep going ... all of it off,” Jackie sneered, finally stepping back. At last, she’d get to see this pathetic little girl stripped bare. She watched, arms crossed, as Lucy’s pale limbs emerged from the fabric, skinny legs, bony arms, a slim torso, until only a pair of white knickers and a bra remained.
Jackie began undoing her own uniform, comparing herself to Lucy as she peeled off each piece. She was taller, more athletic, her body already curved with breasts and hips. But deep down, a horrible truth gnawed at her.
Her father had started visiting her in the night years ago. She had never hated it, she loved him, even loved hearing his stories about his trips to Thailand, and the girls he had treated far worse than his special little girl. She knew what he was. A paedophile. And while she loved the way her body was changing, her new breasts, her womanly shape, she also knew the truth: her father preferred them younger. Deep down, she knew he preferred girls like Lucy.
Lucy stood aghast, her eyes locked on the towering man, now completely naked, his erect cock standing tall and thick. It was huge, even bigger than Ed Pembroke’s. How on earth was that supposed to fit inside her?
“Hey, Dad,” Jackie giggled, nudging her father. “Tell Lucy about how you used to bully her dad.”
The man let out a booming laugh. “Haha! Little Lucy and pathetic Daddy Jack McSorley—oh, we had some laughs with him back in school. I once stripped him naked, tied him to a radiator, and all the girls laughed at his tiny little ginger cock!” He and Jackie laughed heartily. “And now? Jack works for me ... I’m his boss! Haha!”
Lucy’s breath caught. She suddenly remembered ... her father’s stress at the dinner table, his complaints about his evil boss, how her mother had pitied him. This man. This was him.
“Yeah, I make his life hell at work,” the man sniggered, his voice dripping with cruel satisfaction.
Jackie’s face lit up, her pride in her father’s cruelty glowing in her eyes. “You always say he’s a freak too, don’t you, Dad?”
“Pathetic little man.” His gaze dragged over Lucy’s trembling body,...” And now ... I get to fuck what’s his.”
The man closed the gap between them in a single step, his massive hand tangling in Lucy’s hair. With a brutal yank, he nearly lifted her off her feet, his breath hot and sour against her face. Then his lips crushed against hers in a kiss.
Lucy twisted in his grasp, her muffled protests swallowed by the force of his mouth. Behind them, Jackie’s movements turned frantic. Jealousy burned in her eyes as she tore at her own clothes, skirt first, then blouse, knickers, bra, until she stood completely naked.
“Dad, don’t forget about your daughter ... it’s my birthday!” Jackie snapped, shoving Lucy away from him with a violent push. Lucy stumbled backward, collapsing onto the bed as Jackie pressed herself against her father again, her lips crashing into his. Her right hand tightened around his rock-hard cock, stroking with possessive urgency.
The man broke the kiss just long enough to growl. “Of course not, birthday girl...” His gaze flicked to Lucy. “You ... get those knickers and bra off. Now.”
Lucy peeled her panties and bra off, watching the naked father and daughter continue to snog each other. She was resigned to what would happen next, but she was used to Ed Pembroke. She was more afraid of her bully, Jackie, and what she might do.
The man pried one eye open and looked past Jackie’s face, his gaze locking onto Lucy, completely naked on the bed. With a gentle but firm shove, he pushed Jackie aside and threw himself between Lucy’s legs, his mouth descending hungrily, his tongue ravaging her between her legs—her pussy, her asshole—with brutal, relentless hunger.
Jackie watched her father devour the same little girl she had tormented for so long. When her father had invited her along, she had looked forward to it. At last a chance to join in with the depraved happenings he had told her about in South East Asia.
But she was just envious, there was Lucy, spread out on the bed, all red hair and white skin, her breasts nothing more than taut layers of skin stretched over her ribcage, her small nipples standing out against her pale flesh. Her legs were forced apart, and between them, Jackie’s father was a ravenous animal.
Then she watched him lift Lucy’s hips off the mattress, tilting her to get better access to her asshole. Jackie remembered the first time he had done that to her, how special she’d felt when his tongue had pressed against that nasty, forbidden place, how it had made her feel like his favorite. But now? Now he was doing it to that little bitch.
Jackie refused to be outdone. She sauntered onto the mattress, her bare foot pressing down onto Lucy’s face. She ground the sole of her foot against Lucy’s cheek, testing, probing and forcing her toes between Lucy’s lips. Lucy squirmed beneath her, her blue eyes glazed and unfocused as her father’s tongue continued its brutal assault between her legs.
Without warning, Jackie abruptly squatted down, facing her father. Her ass pressed hard against Lucy’s face, smothering her, the weight of her body pinning the smaller girl beneath her. Lucy’s muffled gasps were lost beneath the suffocating pressure, and the taste of the blonde’s pussy and asshole.
“Lucy, you little rat,” Jackie demanded. “Get your tongue up inside me.” She pinched Lucy’s nipples, twisting them brutally. “Tongue ... lick me.”
“Hmmm, that’s my girl,” her father murmured, his chin and mouth smeared with Lucy’s juices.
After a few minutes, he rose, preparing his cock. “Dad, you should wear a condom,” Jackie said, her tone suddenly sharp. “This slut must be taking cocks from half the town. If that pervert owns her? Come on, you put that in me—and Mum!”
“All right, sweetie,” he sighed, rolling on a condom.
Then he started to force his thick cock inside Lucy. Lucy’s scream tore through the room, muffled only by Jackie’s body as it echoed up through the blonde girl’s pussy. Jackie giggled at the vibration of Lucy’s agony against her insides.
“Lick me harder, you little cunt!” Jackie snarled, grinding her hips harder and digging he nails into the shallow mounds of Lucy’s tits. Then pressing her mouth against her father’s in a wet, obscene kiss. “Fuck her, Dad ... oh yes—hmmm—just fuck her good and hard.”
Lucy could barely see through the blur of Jackie’s narrow slit and dark asshole, swinging back and forth in front of her face. The slick secretions dripped into her eyes and nose, blurring her vision, the taste of Jackie’s flesh overwhelming her. The blonde’s toned, muscular thighs pressed firmly against Lucy’s face, smothering her.
“Dad ... you gonna fuck her asshole now?” Jackie asked, curiously.
“Yeah, baby,” he growled, his breath already ragged. “I am.” His eyes flicked to her, glinting. “You want to taste her pussy, hmm?”
Jackie wrinkled her nose, forcing a look of disgust. “Nah, Dad, I don’t wanna...”
“Come on,” he cut in, teasingly. “You should taste it. If we’re gonna go to Thailand and you’re gonna see all those whores with me ... well, we’ll be tasting plenty of young cunt out there. It’s delicious.” He leaned in, his grin turning predatory. “You want her, don’t you?”
Jackie turned her head away and blushed. “Nah, Dad, fuck that ... not with this one,” she muttered.
But the truth was ... she did want to taste her. She wanted to kiss her. But she’d never admit it. And certainly not to this pathetic little ginger rat.
Her father hoisted Lucy’s ass up, gripping her ankles and spreading them wide. “Let me help you, Dad,” Jackie purred, seizing Lucy’s ankles and holding them up in the air, forcing them apart. Her father returned his attention to Lucy’s puckered little pink star. He licked it, fingered it, spat on it, then pressed the thick, swollen head of his cock against it. With a brutal shove, he forced himself inside, inch by inch, while Lucy’s body convulsed beneath him. A high, tearing squeal ripped from her throat—only to be strangled by the warm, thick drips of Jackie’s arousal sliding down her face, pooling in her mouth, choking her as her father buried himself deeper.
A few minutes later, her father’s body tensed, his cock pulsing deep inside Lucy as he began to cum, a guttural moan tearing from his throat. Jackie screamed in unison, her own climax crashing over her as she felt Lucy’s nose pressed against her asshole, her pussy gushing hot and thick into the poor girl’s open mouth.
In a moment of sympatico, father and daughter each seized one of Lucy’s feet, holding them up in the air between them. As their orgasms peaked, they both bit down—hard—into the tender flesh of Lucy’s soles. The sudden, searing pain wrenched another scream from Lucy.
Finally, Lucy was released. Her face and throat were slick with fluids, her holes between her legs bleeding and sore, her feet stinging from the deep imprints of their teeth. She could only lie there as she watched father and daughter kiss again, their lips smeared with her suffering.
“Oh, Dad, yeah ... can we piss on her now?” Jackie asked cheerily.
“We can indeed, my lovely. All paid for, haha.”
“All right, lazy bones,” Jackie sneered, grabbing Lucy by the hair and dragging her toward the bathroom. “Off the bed, into the bathtub ... come on!”
“No, please—please don’t! It hurts!” Lucy sobbed, her feet throbbing with every step, the teeth marks burning with every movement. She lay on her back in the bathtub, still clutching her injured holes, crying.
The old man went first. The first hot arc of piss struck her collarbone like a branding iron. She gasped, the acrid stench of ammonia filling her nose. Then Jackie squatted over her, spreading her legs wide, her stream deliberately aimed at Lucy’s face. The golden liquid splashed against Lucy’s cheeks, forcing her to blink through the burning haze.
“Open wider, rat,” Jackie commanded, pressing her foot against Lucy’s jaw. The urine pooled in Lucy’s mouth, spilling over her lips in frothy rivulets, choking her as she struggled to breathe.
Jackie was a natural bully—just like her dad. Pushing smaller girls into lockers, yanking down their knickers, it was never enough. She didn’t want to make love to Lucy. She wanted to break her. Wanted to push further, dig deeper, leave marks that wouldn’t fade.
She gazed down at the girl beneath her, Lucy’s pale, freckled face slick with yellow urine, her red hair plastered to her skin like something half-drowned. She wanted to do more. Because Lucy was weak, and Jackie wasn’t. And that was all that mattered.
“Dad, can I ... can I do that thing...?” Jackie asked excitedly.
The man sighed, rubbing his jaw as if considering a difficult request. “Now, Lucy...” he began, “we gotta be careful. This is all illegal, you know. We’re only getting this one because that lucky pervert somehow got a hold on her. Leave marks her parents might see? The school? That’ll piss him off, and might get child services involved.”
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