The Carver: Daddy's Girl
Copyright© 2026 by A duck named TEF
Chapter 4
Thriller Sex Story: Chapter 4 - Everett Dickinson, aka The Carver, could see numerous possibilities in being interviewed by a young psych student. To the serial killer’s delight not only does it turn out to be a she, but she is actually the warden's daughter. Aware as he is that some members of the fairer sex are drawn to men like himself, the idea that he might seduce her is too delicious for words. Who knows, she might even prove useful in his plans to escape.
Caution: This Thriller Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Crime Rough Anal Sex Masturbation Oral Sex Slow Violence
Mandy’s adrenaline was no longer coursing through her veins. She shivered slightly as she was escorted back to the women’s staff locker room.
I can’t believe that just happened. I’m so masturbating to his voice tonight. She was about to pass out from the emotional rollercoaster she had been on all day. And wow. WOW, he had a hard on. That’s the biggest I’ve ever seen ... not that I’ve seen many...
Her mind was racing the entire time she changed. Even on her way home, she couldn’t stop thinking about it, replaying everything in her mind.
The warden wouldn’t be back until much later. After Jovis left and Demeter was put to bed, Mandy finally collapsed on her bed and held the recorder to her ear, ready to replay that voice that made her quiver.
Just the mellifluous tones of his voice were enough to make her clit begin to swell, and, as she slid her hand up her skirt and between her legs, she smiled as her fingers brushed the front of her panties, and they were still a little damp from earlier; she really would have to think about something with better absorbency before their next interview.
As she listened to him, she teased herself, only slipping her hand inside when she couldn’t resist it any longer. Not for the first time, she smiled her silent thanks to Cristian, an old boyfriend who had begged her so prettily to shave down there. Not that she shaved anymore, too much of a pain; laser treatment was so much better, and hang the expense.
She couldn’t believe how quickly she became sopping wet, remembering that moment when he had tried to stand at the end, so politely, and the bulge that she had noticed earlier had been revealed as most definitely a very handsome-sized erection. She groaned softly as she slipped two fingers inside. What had it been about me that had caused it?
She closed her eyes as she pleasured herself, sighing as she added a thumb to circle over her clit. Her body was only just beginning to clench and stiffen when she heard his chuckle at finding out she was the warden’s daughter. Her body jackknifed violently as her climax hit her out of the blue and with astonishing intensity. What the fuck is it about this man that affects me so much? she wondered as she rolled over, quivering.
She was still giggling happily to herself, her hand clamped tight against her now very fragrant pussy, as she drifted off to sleep.
How delightful, the daughter of Warden Gillock. Such an interesting young lady. I think I will enjoy her corruption.
Everett settled into his cot for the night after a rather eventful interview. Everything he had revealed to her had been true. He had been married, he had buried his wife alive, she had gone crazy and put their son in the freezer. All of it true, even when he said that Mandy reminded him of her before the insanity.
No other woman had excited him in mind and body as his wife had, until Mandy came along. Her nervous anxiety was adorable; he liked that her flustered demeanor caused her to fumble. However, she did have a unique intelligence in her brown eyes that was captivating. Now he was actually looking forward to their next interview session. I’ll have her as my own, a perfect stab at the warden. What a scandal.
He stared up at the ceiling, still feeling tight in a specific part of his uniform. I need to be careful of that. Difficult with how much she looks like her when we first met. I’m going to enjoy ravaging that adorable body once I get the chance. The thought of it only served to engorge his already stiff cock.
Dinner was slid under the door, some boring-looking mush. There was a fork with it this time. That was unusual, but also a wonderful opportunity. Everett didn’t act surprised at the presence of the fork so as not to arouse suspicion, just ate as usual under the supervision of some bored staff member.
As he ate, he worked at loosening one of the fork prongs enough to pull it off without garnering any suspicion. Lady Luck seemed to be on his side; the outer prongs were stressed to a point of having integrity not too unlike a finger bone.
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