Chapter 2

After my step-father left my bedroom, I laid there and thought about what just happened, and I began to cry. I finally got up, went into the bathroom, looked at myself in the mirror, I had dried cum all over my face, neck, and breasts.

I took a long hot shower, it felt good, the warm water running over my body. I thought about my mom, and I felt ashamed of how I let her man, her husband, my step-father, fuck me. I thought about how it felt when he was fucking me, and even though I hated him doing it, my body needed it, it felt like a part of me, my mind, dispised him, but another part of me, my body, needed what he did to me.

I started thinking about the rest of the week, I kew he would want more, and I was scared, because I knew I'd give in, because I didn't want my mother to know I'd been sleeping with black men. My mother isn't what I'd call a racist, but she firmly and strongly believes that whites should marry whites, and blacks should marry blacks, and so on.

Well I decided just to go to bed, and see if I could avoid him as much as possible. I didn't sleep well, I had dreams of my step-father, and in those dreams he was fucking me in a variety of different ways, and calling me names, and being very rough with me. Finally when morning came and I awoke, he was standing there watching me.

He said "Good morning sweety, now get up, we have some rules to go over."

I got up, but never looked into his face as he started telling me his list of rules. When he finished he showed me a photograph of me sucking a black cock, it clearly showed that it was me in the photo.

He took the photo back, then he handed me a piece of paper, on it were his rules.

It said Rules:

1. I would sleep with him every night my mother was gone.

2. I would do anything he told me to do, without hesitating.

3. I was to call him daddy at all times.

4. I was not to wear panties or a bra while my mother was gone.

5. Get on the pill, or start usig some type of birth control.

If I did not obey these rules my mother would receive the photo, and several other photos and a video tape of me fucking black men.

I started crying, and he said "Oh yah, number seven, No fucking crying," He then grabbed my hand took me into the kitchen, told me to strip, which I did, after he raised the photo and shook it in his hand.

He simply said "Now, suck my cock."

I got down on my knees, he opened his robe, I reache out, took his cock in my hand, leaned forward and took it in my mouth. I started sucking slowly, then he grabbed my head and forced me to suck faster, and deeper.

He started saying things to me, "yah, suck daddy's fat cock baby, suck you little whore, daddy's gonna break you from fucking and sucking those black cocks, you belong to daddy now, you're daddy's little slut now."

He had a hold of my head with his hands and began fucking my mouth crudely. It was all could do to keep from gagging, as his cock was very thick and long, and he was pumping it deep and hard, my jaws were aching from being made to open so widely.

"Okay you little bitch, enough sucking for now, bend over the table."

I stood up to bend over the table, when he noticed my nipples.

"Damnnnn baby, those are the longest fucking nipples I've ever seen, damn, you must really love this, you're really turned on by my big cock, aren't you, you little whore, yah, you want daddy's cock don't you?"

I started to bend over the table, when he grabbed my nipples and twisted them roughly, telling me "Daddy, said you want my cock don't you? answer daddy, whenever I ask you something!"

It hurt terribly, and I answered him immediately in pain "YESSS, YESSSS DADDY, I WANT YOUR COCK"

He then pushed my head down on the table, moved in behind me, got down on his knees, spread my legs, and began licking my pussy from behind. He was licking wildly, his hands were running up and down my thighs, it felt exciting, then without warning, he took his hands off my legs, and brought them down hard on my asscheeks, I screamed out, and raised my head up off the table.

"Get your fucking head back down on the table! Did I tell you to get up?"

I answered him quickly "No daddy, I'm sorry daddy, it won't happen again."