#Abuse #Incest #Tween #Virgin
Having claimed his eldest and second daughter, it was his last little gir’ls turn
Harold wasn’t a complete monster, of course. He gave Lily and Rose proper aftercare the day after. Three days later, it was 10 year old Violet’s turn to be claimed by Daddy
Harold sat on the edge of Violet’s bed, his heavy hands gently stroking the girl’s silky golden hair as she slept, curled up like a trusting little kitten. He leaned down, his breath warm on her ear. “Wake up, precious,”
Harold’s calloused fingers traced down Violet’s slender back as she stirred, her eyelids fluttering open to reveal sleepy blue eyes, so like Lily’s. “D-Daddy?” she yawned softly, not fully awake. “What…what are you doing here?”
Harold’s heart twisted with perverse tenderness at Violet’s innocent question. He smiled, a chilling curve of his lips as he slowly peeled back her pink polka-dot covers, exposing her small nightgown-clad body. “Shh, sweetheart.”
“Daddy’s just going to take good care of you, like he did for your sisters,” Harold soothed, one hand sliding up her thigh as the other rubbed her barely there nipples through the thin fabric. He squeezed gently, marveling at the tender flesh yielding to his touch.
Harold’s fingers crept higher, bunching the hem of Violet’s nightgown around her waist. He inhaled sharply, drinking in her young beauty, so eerily reminiscent of Lily yet uniquely her own. He needed to be more careful with her since she was smaller than her older sisters.
With a gentle tug, Harold lifted Violet’s nightgown over her head, exposing her petite, hairless body to his hungry gaze. He admired her flat chest, tiny pink nipples, and slender limbs. “So small and sweet,”
His voice was a low rumble as he trailed his calloused hands up her thighs, parting them gently. He leaned down, his warm breath tickling her belly as he nuzzled her soft flesh. Violet squirmed, not understanding the intimacy of his touch. “D-Daddy? That’s…”
“ticklish,” she giggled softly, her tiny body wiggling under Harold’s ministrations. But her amusement faded as she felt his rough, calloused hands pull her cotton panties down. Her eyes widened, and she whimpered, “D-Daddy? Why are you…?”
Harold shushed her, one large hand splaying across her flat tummy to still her movements. “Hush now, baby girl. Daddy knows best.” He settled between her parted thighs, his broad shoulders pushing them further apart.
His hot breath washed over her innocence, making her gasp. She clutched the bedsheets, knuckles turning white as she felt his rough whiskers brush against her sensitive thighs. His fingers gently spread her, exposing her hidden bud to the cool air, then to his warm, wet mouth.
Harold’s tongue traced her delicate folds, exploring her newness. He lingered at her tiny, hidden opening, pushing in gently as Violet mewled and squirmed beneath him. His tongue moved upwards, finding her bud and circling it slowly.
He lapped at the sensitive nub, his technique perfect, honed by years of experience. Violet’s back arched, her hips lifting from the bed as a strangled cry left her lips. Her thighs trembled and clenched around his head as he worked her higher. “D-Daddy!”
The room filled with the sound of Violet’s high-pitched whines and mewls as Harold relentlessly stimulated her. Her small body shook violently, toes curling and uncurling as her first orgasm crashed over her. Harold sucked hard on her bud, prolonging her climax as she thrashed and screamed.
Harold’s strong arms wrapped around her thighs, holding her in place as he continued to lavish attention on her soaking wet center. His fingers joined his mouth, slowly sliding into her virgin hole as he stretched her. Violet wailed, her mind overloaded with sensations. “P-Please, Daddy!”
He pumped his fingers in and out of her tight passage, curling them to rub that spongy spot inside. His tongue flicked and swirled around her throbbing clit as he fingered her. Violet sobbed with pleasure, drool leaking from the corner of her slack mouth. “Daddy! Daddy!”
Harold added a third finger, scissoring them to stretch her even further. Violet’s tiny body shook like a leaf, her eyes rolling back as she screamed in ecstasy. Her pussy clamped down on his fingers, milking them as she came again, and again, and again.
Harold pulled back, admiring the utter ruin he’d reduced his beloved daughter to. Violet lay limp on the bed, chest heaving, thighs glistening with arousal. He brought his soaked fingers to his mouth, sucking clean her juices as she watched with unfocused eyes.
“You taste so sweet, little girl,” he murmured, crawling up her body. He kissed her, sharing her own taste with her. Violet whimpered into his mouth, her arms winding weakly around his neck. He settled between her open thighs, his thick hardness prodding at her untouched hole.
Harold’s large, swollen cockhead kissed her tiny, virgin opening. Violet gasped, back arching as she felt his size stretching her. Slowly, savoring every moment, he pushed forward, her delicate tissues parting around his thick shaft.
He fed another inch into her, pausing as Violet’s body trembled. He felt her virginity yield to him, her maidenhead torn as he claimed her. The little girl cried, her small breasts mashed against his hard chest.
“Shh, my sweet girl,” he whispered, burying his face in her neck and thrusting slowly but steadily. He felt her virgin blood coat his thick shaft as he pushed deeper, her tight hole gripping him like a vice.
Harold groaned as her untouched walls clenched around his invading cock. He pulled back, then drove in to the hilt, Violet’s hymen ripping away with a gush of blood. The girl screamed, fingernails digging into his shoulders.
Harold began to move, slowly at first, then with increasing vigor. Violet’s tears flowed freely as he plundered her tender sex. The wet, sloppy sounds of the defilement filled the room. Harold grunted, hips slapping against her buttocks as he rutted into her.
“Oh, you’re so tight, my little Violet,” Harold rasped, driving deep. “This is mine now, do you understand? Every inch of this sweet little body belongs to me. You’re my little girl, aren’t you?”
He punctuated each phrase with a hard thrust, his hips meeting her bottom with a solid slap. “Say it, Violet. Tell me you’re mine.”
Violet could only whimper and cry, her mind reeling from the pain and pleasure. But as Harold’s thick cock pounded into her, she felt something break inside her. She looked up at him with tear-streaked eyes and managed to gasp out, “Y-yes, Daddy…”
Harold grinned darkly, his face a mask of primitive satisfaction. “Good girl,” he growled, his voice thick with emotion. He increased his pace, his hips a blur as he rammed into her.
“That’s right, my little Violet,” he panted, his body tense as he neared his peak. “You’re mine to care for, mine to protect, mine to cherish… and mine to breed. You and your older sisters.”
Harold shuddered violently, his cock pulsing deep inside Violet as he erupted. Thick ropes of his seed pumped into her virgin womb, his groans muffled against her throat. “Take it all, sweetheart,”
Harold collapsed against her, his heavy body pinning her to the mattress. He lay still, his cock softening inside her, as his release leaked out around the edges. After a long moment, he lifted his head to look at her. “Shh, it’s alright, baby girl,”
Violet lay limp and exhausted, her small body trembling as she tried to process what had just happened. She felt so full, so stretched, and a warm wetness seeped from her tender opening. Harold gently brushed a strand of hair from her face, his fingers leaving trails of sticky semen in their wake.
Tears still streamed down Violet’s flushed cheeks as Harold’s cock slipped from her raw, dripping hole with a obscene plop. Proof of his claim leaked steadily out of her ruined virginity.
Harold sat back on his knees, admiring his handiwork. Violet’s thighs fell open, exposing her bruised, puffy sex. Her hymen had been completely destroyed, replaced by a gaping, leaking hole. The bedsheet beneath her was stained with a growing wet spot of blood and semen.
Harold leaned down and spread Violet’s tender folds, baring her red, swollen hole to his gaze. He counted each of the thick, pearly strands of his seed that had pooled inside her, his eyes glinting possessively. “Such a good girl to take it all,”
Harold reached out and plunged two thick fingers into Violet’s bruised hole, swirling them around to gather more of his release. He withdrew them, glistening and coated, and brought them to Violet’s lips. “Taste it, sweetheart, taste how well you took daddy’s seed.”
Violet hesitantly opened her mouth, tasting the musky saltiness of Harold’s semen mixed with the coppery tang of her own blood. She gagged slightly but swallowed obediently, her innocence swallowed in more ways than one. Harold smirked, pleased by her compliance as he stroked her trembling thigh.
“Good girl,” Harold praised, his voice gentle yet firm. He leaned down and kissed Violet’s damp forehead, his touch at odds with the harsh way he’d just taken her. “You’re mine now, little one. Every inch of you belongs to me. Now you and your older sisters really belong to Daddy.”
Harold’s hand drifted lower, cupping Violet’s bruised sex possessively. He could feel the heat emanating from it, the slickness of their coupling. “Such a perfect little cunt, so tight and hot. You’ll get used to having me inside you.”
Harold gently wiped Violet’s tear-streaked face with a corner of the sheet, his touch deceptively tender. “Sleep now, sweetheart. Your body needs rest after such an ordeal. Daddy will be here when you wake, ready to care for you.”
As Harold settled Violet back into the pillows, he carefully cleaned her face and wiped away the sticky mess from between her legs. He covered her with the blankets and turned off the lamp, leaving the room in a soft, soothing darkness.
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