Just then man with a gun, grabbed me forcefully pushing me down a little bit more, demanded that I make them good and tight.
I cinched the ropes down hard, and watched as my father’s muscular shoulders tightened even more. He was really young to have a daughter, that was only 18. He had gotten my mother pregnant when she was only 16, and he being only a year older, was nowhere near prepared for a baby. They made it last, until I was two years old, and then my mother ran off and I hadn’t seen her since. Of course dad remarried almost immediately with a woman a few years his senior. They had been married only a year, when my sister Jenny was born.
I had just finished up, on the ropes, when my dad said again to our unwanted guest, “Listen fella, let me just tell you where you can find my wallet and some other valuables. We’re no good to you!” He exclaimed.
“If you don’t shut the fuck up!” He yelled out visibly irritated! “Then I’m a give you a reason, that you wish you were not born with a tongue!” Then grabbing me by the strap of my T-shirt, threw me to the ground. The sheer force, of his strength, suddenly ripped the thin fabric, exposing my very large breasts so that they were visible to my father.
I lay in a mess of a pile, on the ground in front of my father. Through the sobs, and tears in my eyes I noticed him shifting a bit uncomfortably, as his now exposed daughter seemed to visibly affect him.
I could feel the gunman’s rough hands, now forcing my own arms behind my back, as he pushed me forward, I came to be within a few inches of my father’s crotch. I could smell the distinct musk of my father’s scent that had always calmed me in the past. As my hands were secured tightly behind me, I could now see, the outline of my fathers prick rise slightly and then jump abruptly.
“Well, well, would you look at that,… “ The Man said mockingly. “Looks like daddy’s got a thing for his baby girl!” He said pointing the gun in the direction of daddy’s crotch.
“No!”Shouted my father! “No way! It’s not like that at all!” And then looking at me he said with pleading in his eyes, “Sweetie I swear! It’s a guy thing,” he went on, “and it just kind of happens! I would never…”
And then he was cut off, as the masked man struck him with the back of his hand on the side of his face. “Well you’re a fucking liar!,” he shouted. “My sisters hot, but I never get wood for her!” He laughed maniacally!
“Daddy!” I insisted “Don’t worry! It’s OK.” I continued, and as I leaned forward, I rested my heaving breasts against his legs. As I lay there resting my head in his lap, I saw the gunman’s head snap quickly to the side. And then out of the corner of my eye, I saw something that I wasn’t expecting. It was Jenny!
Jenny danced her way into the room spinning around with her Air Pods in, she couldn’t hear a thing! She had been blasting her music for everyone in the house her for several weeks, until her mom finally had enough and had gotten her the Air Pods to pacify her. Now as she, “two stepped” her way into the room. Jenny was completely oblivious to the scene that had been unfolding that evening!