Story Excerpt

Raped by Daddy at High School, by Jezebel Rose

“Are you fucking serious?” Daddy raged, his muscles tightening and veins popping in his forehead.

I shrunk back against the wall. Ever since he started taking stimulants, he seemed to go off enraged at nearly any little thing. Unfortunately, it seemed I was the target at the time.

“I only got a D! Technically I still passed,” I said as firmly as I could.

Looking around, I saw the eyes of about thirty other parents that had come to the parent-teacher conference all staring at me. Feeling the hair on my arms rise on end, I tried to step further back, but there was nowhere else to go. My back was against the wall and the exit on the other side of the room, past Daddy.

“Nowhere else to go now,” Daddy said angrily, pulling his hand back to smack his daughter across the face.

I felt the familiar sting of pain across my cheek as his hand hit me square in the cheek.

“What the fuck is this madness?” One of the men said, standing up and walking towards Daddy. The man appeared to be one of the teachers as I noticed his school uniform.

Daddy grabbed my neck with one hand. His fingers dug into my throat.

Standing his ground against the other man, he beckoned him to come closer.

The man raced at Daddy only to receive a quick chop to the throat. His leg knocked from under him at the same time, he went down like a rock. Whispers ran through the rest of the crowd.

Given the school had wifi suppressants, not a single phone had reception.

Daddy glanced at the crowd, now eager to continue disciplining his daughter.

“How the fuck did you get a god damned D?”

I felt my legs start to shake involuntarily. Completely terrified, I had no clue what to say other than the truth, “I’m not very good at gym class…”

My voice came out as a whisper, but it seemed as if Daddy had heard me.

His grip relaxed on my throat.

I watched, almost in slow motion, his hand glides down towards my skirt. Going under, I felt his fingers curl around my panties and pull them to my knees. Turning me around, I felt his large hands grip into my shoulders, sending pain down through my body.

Never once had I felt a man inside of me. In other words, I was a virgin. One of those girls that sat in the back of the class, both shy and quiet. Not once would I pipe up unless I felt I had to.

Daddy’s fingers slid up my slit. I could feel myself quivering. Uncertain if it was fear, or perhaps even pleasure, I looked around at the parents and teachers surrounding Daddy and me.

Their chairs were in a semi-circle as they were talking amongst each other during the conference. Most faces were in sheer horror, while some of the men watched out of the corner of their eye. Feeling their gaze piercing through me, I felt as if I was directly in the spotlight.

Knowing what would happen if I were to speak out against Daddy, I chose to keep my mouth shut. It was not because of what he would do to me, but how he would make me feel.

Unable to please Daddy in any way would feel worse than anything else would in the world. The rejection, the defiance and the sheer disgust that would overwhelm every sense in my body.

His fingers slid between my lips, slowly parting them. I could immediately feel my body react in the same it always did when I touched myself. Juices flowing, I looked at Daddy directly in the eyes.

Daddy unzipped his pants. I watched as they fell to the floor. His cock was right there in front of my pussy, hard and ready. His hands pushed my shoulders, bearing down on me and pushing my body towards his cock.

I wrapped my lips around him as hushed conversation floated through the crowd. My tongue slid up and down the length of his dick, sucking and pulling at him. With his tip flicked with the tip of my tongue, I could hear as he moaned in response.

Looking up at Daddy, I noticed his head tilted back in pleasure. I quickly wrapped my hand around the base of his dick and squeezed tight. My tongue slide around the tip of his cock as I slowly slid my lips down around him.

Groaning, Daddy grabbed the back of my head, my hair now entwined in his fingers and thrust me down on him. Immediately I felt my body gasping for air. Trying as I might, I pushed against Daddy, trying to get him off me, and his thick cock out of my throat. I choked, gasped and fought for air. Just as swarms of black diamonds filled my vision, I felt his cock withdraw. Reality swept back.

“Daddy,” I coughed, trying to catch my breath.

One woman in the crowd perhaps in her thirties stood up and yelled at Daddy, “Stop that right this instant or I’ll call the cops! I’ll do it!”

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