“PLEASE DADDY, PLEASE DON’T DO IT”, she sobbed.
“I have to baby girl. It’s been a month.”
He firmly grasped his daughter’s swollen tit orb. Then, with surgical precision, he centered the needle on the sobbing girl’s engorged nipple and began to push. She screamed in terror, the pain excruciating. Every muscle in her body franticly contracted in a futile effort to escape the thin steel rod pushing deep into her meaty breast. Though it felt like hours to Jenny, it was only seconds before the needle was completely buried in her breast; the syringe resting on top of her tumescent nipple. She watched in horror as her father thumbed the plunger, and pressed down on it. Her tit flesh burned inside the taught skin of her rounded breast mound and her scream heightened in pitch. The flame persisted even when her father withdrew the needle and began to refill it. A red drop of blood erupted from the tiny hole in her nipple, as her father reached across her chest and grabbed her other breast. By now, Jenny was nearly hysterical.
“DADDY PLEASE, NOT AGAIN! PLEASE DADDY, DON’T DO MY OTHER TITTY!” she screamed in terror.
Her father ignored her, plunging the needle deep into her fleshy mound. Again, her eyes watched in stupefied horror as the steel rod pushed through her nipple and into her swollen breast. Jenny swung her head side to side, crying hysterically as the clear liquid was forcibly injected into her bulging titty. The needle withdrawn, she sobbed at the sight of her youthful breasts, both very swollen, as she bled lightly from both nipples. Jenny could see the white marks left by her father’s large hands gradually diminish on her crimson skin. Her titties would swell up even more, she knew, as the drug took effect over the next few hours. She continued to sob quietly as her father discarded the syringe and the empty glass vial. Her torment was not over yet. Nothing was said as her daddy pulled his jeans down his strong legs and began to unbutton his shirt. His slim but robustly muscular physique came into view. Her eyes widened as he removed his white cotton underwear. This part of the ritual she knew well. Her eyes followed his distended cock as he stroked it to full erection. Though Jenny had never seen another man’s penis, having been unilaterally banned from dating of any kind, she knew her father’s cock was above average in size. It stretched over eight inches in length, and was almost as thick as her wrist.
“Daddy, can I please take care of you with my mouth?” She knew it was futile, but she had to try.
“Nice try Jen, but that just won’t cut it. You’ll be fine. Hell, you’d probably enjoy it if you just got out of your head.”
“But daddy, it’s so big…” she said, in her little girl voice that she thought she’d outgrown.
Her dad ignored her pleas and climbed onto the metal table. He straddled her trembling body, completely blocking out her view of the ceiling with his large frame. Jenny felt so little every time her father stood over her like this.
“Ssshhhhh baby”, he whispered, face against her cheek, “Everything will be just fine.”
Jenny squirmed in her bonds as his left hand roughly squeezed her swollen titty, and a moan burst from her throat. She felt his raging erection against her pulpy cunt mound as he grabbed her shoulder with his strong hand and began to push. Jenny groaned loudly as his massive cock forced apart her cuntlips. Even after two years, accepting her father’s cock into her girlish cunt was a painful endeavor. Deeper and deeper it traveled into body, forcing apart the tight velvet walls of her cunt. Silent tears fell down her face as her father plumbed her silky depths. Her pussy rippled and grasped at the throbbing organ. A loud moan escaped her lips as she shuddered from the stinging pain and the intensity of the pleasure that came with it. Before long it had reached the end of her pussy, but much to her dismay, there remained two inches of thick cockmeat outside of her cuntlips. Sometimes this was enough for him, but not today. He wanted it all inside her. His hips pulled back three inches and Jenny’s tight, youthful cuntlips were pulled along with it. She felt his hand tighten on her shoulder and she gritted her teach. Then, his hips thrust forward powerfully, lodging all eight inches of his cock in her trembling girlish belly. Jenny yelped at the sudden pain and she arched her back and legs off the table. Her cunt tunnel was stretched far beyond its capacity. Her daddy began pumping back and forth in her spasming cunt. He grabbed one titty and squeezed it like a stress ball. His mouth came down on the other, suckling her nipple deep into his mouth. His teeth encircled her long pink nipple, and then bit down. As he tortured her titties, his cockmeat continued ripping through her raw hole. He hammered forward again and again, eliciting a desperate yelp with every thrust. He fucked his daughter with longer and longer strokes, his heavy balls slapping her ass with increasing violence. Jenny’s small body shook as her daddy pounded her into the tabletop. She couldn’t avoid grunting and mewing from the sheer power of each thrust. His hands left her abused titties and encircled her waist, his fingers almost touching. Each brutal thrust of his tumescent cock into his daughter’s agonized cunt mound felt more painful than the last, as he hammered faster, and unbelievably, deeper. The room was filled with the sounds of Jenny’s painful ordeal; the slurping of her daddy’s fuck spike thrusting in and out of her belly, the slaps of his balls against her ass, his grunts of extreme pleasure, and her sobs and yelps of discomfort. His thrusts picked up again, and she could feel his manhood swelling to even larger proportions high up in her belly. She squirmed in her bonds against the renewed pain, whimpering in time with her daddy’s movements. One hand dropped to her thigh, digging into her pink flesh. She writhed against her daddy’s fucking and squeezed her eyes shut. Suddenly, he groaned loudly and thrust his cock deep into her belly. His grip tightened as he pushed as deep into her cunt as he could; she felt a torrent of cum pour into her screaming hole, soaking her cervix and gushing into her womb. His thrusts continued, and he gasped in ecstasy as he inundated her insides with his seed, before collapsing on top of her. Both Jenny and her father lay there on the table for a few moments catching their breath, before she realized that her daddy was crushing her. Her squirming beneath him finally registered in his lust-filled brain, and he pushed himself up and off of her. As his cock left her gaping pussy, a deluge of semen rushed forth from her depths. Father and daughter were without words as he got a roll of paper towels and cleaned their juices from the table. Jenny’s crotch burned, throbbing with each beat of her heart. Her titties felt like they’d been used as a punching bag. Her arms and legs ached from being restrained. But despite the pain, she was not injured. Her father removed the last of her bonds and helped her up and off the table. He lifted her up to eye level, where she wrapped her arms around his neck. One of his arms supported her youthful ass and the other circled around her back, pressing her aching tit mounds and abused pussy to his body.
“I love you baby girl”, he said warmly.
“I love you too daddy.” She tightened her grip around his neck. Her daddy kissed her on the cheek, still wet with tears, and carried her out of the room.
Jenny stood on her hands and knees as her daddy squeezed her round titties.
“Mmm, nice and full, aren’t they? Your production is going up, little girl.”
“I guess so, Daddy”, she said, trembling slightly as he mauled her chest.
It had been two days since her injection, and her milk sacs were filled to the brim. The swollen mounds ached beautifully as her father played with them, bringing forth a passionate moan from her lips. His hands left her titties, and he walked over to the cupboard, his impressive cock hard in his pants. He opened it, and pulled out a grey metal machine that she was all too familiar with. Jenny’s stomach fluttered as her father put it down on the tile and began to assemble it. From the side, he pulled two plastic tubes with glass cups at the end. The cups were rounded, designed to match the curvature of firm teenage breasts. A shudder went through Jenny’s small frame. Her daddy flipped a switch and she could hear a faint motor whir. The cups began to make alternating suction sounds.
“Alright baby, here we go.”
He took one cup in each hand, centered them on her long nipples, and pressed them up into her hanging tit mounds. A squeal rose in her throat as she once again felt the incredible force of the machine on her breasts. Her nipples grew red and expanded to nearly twice their size. The machine alternated between her right and left titties. Every time the cup’s suction turned on, her entire breast shook, burning in pain. Jenny broke down into quiet sobs as the machine sucked on her meaty tits. Her nipples burned and the tubes below her turned milky white, as her thick milk surged through the tiny holes of her teat. The pain gradually lessened as the consistency of her milk became more liquid. Jenny looked over at the box, and saw within it the customary glass jar filling with her milk. This was her life. Every day, Jenny came home from school and was milked by her father. She cried softly in a pool of self-pity as the machine tirelessly sucked on her rounded tit orbs. Her daddy came to her side, one hand on her shoulder, and the other grasping her warm little cunt. He began to massage it firmly, toying with her pussy, her sparse hair tickling his palm. A finger found her little clitty, strumming it like a guitar. Despite the pain in her chest, Jenny couldn’t help but let out a moan of arousal. When he pushed a finger between her pink lips into her soaking hole, she let out an even bigger moan as her little body quivered with stimulation.
Her daddy brought his head down beside hers and he said reassuringly, “It’s okay baby. Ssshhhh. Stop crying Jenny. You’re okay.”
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