Daughter-In-Law Use and Abuse (Breaking Her In For Junior)

[little_golden]

OCC.... The essence of the thread is that a couple gets married and sure enough the father-in-law uses whatever means it takes to get his new daughter-in-law in bed. Under the blackmailing influence of the father-in-law she is directed to do all sorts of slutty things to random people and for his enjoyment.

Over time, perhaps the husband's mother joins in her abuse and the son is eventually convinced to divorce his "trampy slutty wife". Maybe the father-in-law succeeds in getting her pregnant before he wreaks her life completely.

We would start the thread a month before the wedding so we can develop the characters, plan the wedding and honeymoon and enjoy the adventure. The father-in-law can make his moves (force her, trick her, whatever) either before the wedding or on the honeymoon night.

The writer playing the father-in-law would pick up the roles of father-in-law and son/husband. I would play the roles of the daughter-in-law/bride and the mother-in-law.

Is there a taker out there to pick up the role of the father-in-law and son/husband???? Please PM me.....

IC

It was a beautiful summer day and Lisa smiled as she looked out from her apartment balcony. She loved sight of the ocean and the sandy beach before her eyes. The rising sun cast bright pastel painted colors across the sky to her delight.

Life was perfect for Lisa. At 22, she had finished college with her accounting designation, and had started her first full time job with the accounting firm. She was engaged to be married in a month to the man of her dreams. He seemed charming, funny, witty, loving and he was successful too. His parents seemed nice enough though she wondered about the creepy glances she occasionally got from her fiancé's father.

Lisa was a sexy little kitten herself. At 5'6 she weighted 95 lbs and was slender and ever so attractive with her deep brown eyes, tanned skin, and sweet curvy body. A lot of men would say her breasts were a little too small but no one had a finer or tighter ass. Enjoying fitness Lisa was a health conscience exercise freak!

It was still only minutes from 6 AM on a Saturday morning and she was already waiting on her man to call, as she sipped on a coffee....................

 

[little_golden]

OCC: Welcome to Poguemahone to stepping up and taking on the leading male role.

He describes the men as follows:

WEBB CLINE: (Husband/Son) Webb Cline is a young successful graphic designer, at 25 he is quickly climbing the corporate ladder and engaged to the woman of his dreams. He is slender and tall, just under 6' with a swimmer's build. He keeps his brown hair cut short and his goatee neatly trimmed.

Lisa sees Webb charming, funny, witty, loving, artsy, imaginative and successful in his profession. He's the man of her dreams.


PETER CLINE: (Father-in-law) Peter Cline is a retired police officer and at 55 is still in excellent physical shape. His salt and pepper hair is worn in a tight crew cut, reflecting his years of service in both military and civilian police agencies. He is as tall as his son but more powerfully built, his shoulders broad and his arms well muscled.

Lisa sees is not to sure about Peter. A number of times she's caught him glancing her up and done and taking her in. She figures this isn't normal father-in-law type behaviour but brushes it off as her overly active imagination.


The women in the thread are:

LISA GRANT: (Daughter-in-law/Wife of Son) Lisa is 22 years old and a has recently finished college with her accounting diploma. She is in her first full time job with the accounting firm.
Lisa looks like a petite sex kitten. She's 5'6, weighs 95 lbs, slender and ever so attractive with her deep brown eyes, brown hair, tanned skin, and sweet curvy body. A lot of men would say her breasts were a little too small but no one had a finer or tighter ass. Enjoying fitness Lisa is a health conscience exercise freak!

WANDA CLINE: (Mother-in-law) Wanda is a big woman known for her loud voice and big breasts. Married for many years she knows that Peter has a wandering eye and has cheated on her throughout the years. She sports short bleached blonde hair, and is attractive for a woman of 45. She is very proud of Peter and wants only the best for him.

 

[PogueMahone]

Webb Cline

Webb wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel as he entered his downtown apartment. Kicking the door closed behind him he quickly stripped off his sweatshirt as he moved into the kitchen. He had woken up early this morning in an effort to get his morning run finished before he was supposed to call his fiance. Glancing at the clock on the wall, Webb figured he had just enough time for a quick shower before he called Lisa. He hoped she was free today, as he had made reservations for lunch at a small restaurant up the coast.

Stripping out of his running clothes, Webb climbed into the shower, stepping under the spray of warm water as he thought of how much Lisa would be surprised. She had mentioned the restaurant to him several times over the last couple of weeks and he had feigned disinterest in it to build the suspense so that today's surprise would be extra special. He loved how her deep brown eyes grew large and her small mouth smiled when she was surprised, it was the main reason her spent so much time trying to come up with surprises for her.

Shutting off the water, Webb grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his narrow waist as he padded into the living room. Sitting down on the couch he grabbed the cordless phone and dialed Lisa's number quickly. As he listened to it ring he wondered idly what his parents were doing today.He had always been close to his parents, his mother especially as his father was too disciplined for Webb's nature. His thoughts were interrupted by Lisa's voice on the other end of the line.

"Hello, Love of my Life," Webb said laughingly, "What are you doing for the rest of my life? Or more specifically this afternoon?" He asked his beautiful wife to be.

 

[PogueMahone]

Peter Cline

Peter Cline smiled as he thumbed through the arrest report one more time. It was hard to believe but it was her. He wasn't even supposed to have the report but years of influence down at the station had finally paid off. When his son had announced that he was getting married Peter had immediately started a secret background check on his soon to be daughter in law. He had always admired Webb for hooking up with such a hot piece of ass as Lisa but to think of actually marrying her made Peter think that maybe his son was insane.

Webb had been a disappointment to his father ever since as a small boy he had preferred drawing or reading as opposed to the more manly pursuits of sports and hunting. Peter hadn't had much contact with his son as the boy grew up and went off to college, he had been too dedicated to his career with the police force. Unfortunately a minor heart attack had ended his career prematurely, and now he sat at home trying to keep busy. When Webb had introduced him and Wanda to his soon to be wife, Peter's police instinct had kicked in. He knew there was something wrong with Lisa, she had to have done something wrong and he was determined to find out what it was. Wanda had just called him paranoid and to leave the girl alone but Peter refused to relent. He had called in all of his old contacts to see if anyone had anything on Ms. Lisa Grant. For four months nothing had surfaced until a package had arrived this morning, a package from Lisa's hometown.

Peter picked up the small mugshot, although it was grainy and slightly out of focus there was no doubt that the young woman was his soon to be daughter in law. The report said that she had been picked up four years ago for drivng under the influence but there was no conviction on her record. He had at first been confused by this but after placing a call to the arresting officer Peter had found out more about Ms. Grant then even his son knew. It had taken some time to get the officer to talk about it but finally he had admitted that he had agreed to let Lisa walk on the DUI if she sucked his cock. While he wouldn't confess to actually following through with the agreement, Pete surmissed as much since her driving record had remained clean.

"I've got you now, you little slut." Peter said with a smile as he put the photo and report back into the envelope. He had the information he had wanted, now it was just a question of what to do with it.

 

[little_golden]

Lisa was delighted as the phone rang and Webb's laughing voice erupted on the phone:

"Hello, Love of my Life,.. What are you doing for the rest of my life? Or more specifically this afternoon?"

Lisa was all smiles and giggles. She spoke in a soft sexy voice:

"Well hello..... handsome.... I'm ready ... Ready for the wedding... Ready to begin the adventure of the rest of our lives... And this afternoon.... Well... How about going to the beach... maybe some ice cream.... a little swimming and a little tanning too!"

"If you pick me up at 1 PM, I'll have time for my exercise routine, a quick jog, a little time for laundry and a nice long hot bubble bath" Lisa whispered the last words in a sexy seductive voice.

In the back of her mind, her thoughts drifted away, she imagined herself in the white frilly wedding that she had recently bought. She could see the church hall, all decorated with pretty flowers and trimmings. There a reverend standing before the altar welcoming their friends and guests. The wedding march began... and then there she was.... Lisa walking down the main aisle, in her beautiful wedding dress, the congregation all watching her.....

Lisa forgot about Webb on the phone. She was in heaven as she pictured her beautiful life with Webb. There were children in her dreams, a big country house with a white picket fence. Life was wonderful. It would be even more wonderful once they were married.....

 

[little_golden]

Wanda woke up late that morning like usual. She hated the mornings. She loved sleeping and any good party. Throughout her life she realized that her true joy had been her son Webb. Now it looked like Lisa was going to take her baby away.

"Shit!" Wanda whispered as she thought about the young couple. Sure Lisa was nice enough but no woman was good enough for her boy. Besides her boy Webb was just too young to settle down. He deserved the very best and how did he know if Lisa was the right woman.........

Wanda groaned with lament, as she realized that if Webb moved out she be alone with her husband Peter. She knew Peter was up to no good when he left the house but with his bad temper and mood swings she didn't have the nerve to challenge him.

"Another day...." Wanda whispered as she swung her lean body from bed. At 45 years of age she was still attractive looking with her short cropped bleached blonde hair and huge breasts. She wasn't sure what Peter like most about her - but she knew her big breasts were part of his attraction to her.

 

[PogueMahone]

Webb

"One O'clock it is," Webb replied, "that is unless you want some help with your bubble bath." He offered jokingly. "I've got a surprise for you that I think you're going to love," He told his fiance although he had the distinct impression that she was no longer listening to him. As the wedding date got closer, Lisa had started seeming more distracted. Webb realized that she had a lot on her mind but there were times when he felt as if the ceremony had become more important to her then he was. That was one of the main reasons that he had made the lunch reservations today, to spend some quality time with her. "I'll see you then," Webb said quickly, "I love you." He added as he hung up the phone.

 

[PogueMahone]

Peter Cline

Peter sat there, his hands holding the envelope as he tried to decide what to do with the information it contained. Glancing at his watch he noticed that it was just barely 7:00 am, his years of law enforcement made it almost impossible for him to sleep in. Wanda probably wouldn't be climbing out of bed for at least another hour so he practically had the house to himself. He poured himself another cup of coffee, his third of the day as he sat at the kitchen table the arrest report sitting in front of him. He stared at the envelope as he slowly sipped his coffee thinking about Lisa's reaction when he showed it to her. She thought she was so fucking entitled that she could break the law and get away with it. The little bitch knew she was a walking wet dream and flaunted it, teasing every man she saw with her shapely body. She used her body and it's promise of sex to get just about everything she had in life and it made Peter sick. He'd show her, Peter swore to himself as he quickly drained the last of his coffee. Grabbing the envelope he quickly walked out of his house, his anger towards his future daughter in law causing him to mutter a constant stream of obscenities.

The drive to Lisa's apartment was uneventful and he arrived there just before 9:00. As he knocked on the door he was already rehearsing what he was going to say to his son's no good bride to be.

 

[little_golden]

Lisa came back from the moon, as Webb announced:

"One O'clock it is... that is unless you want some help with your bubble bath."

Lisa smiled as she replied softly:

"There's lots of room for that after the wedding. Just a little while longer and we'll be husband and wife."

She could tell Webb was happy and she knew it was going to be a great day. Webb seemed to surprise her as jokingly went on:

"I've got a surprise for you that I think you're going to love."

Lisa's mind had drifted away and she only half heard him.

"Oh I love surprises.... We'll have a great day. I love being with you. It gives me a few hours to get ready and get things sorted in my apartment" Lisa replied happily. She didn't have a worry in the world. Her boyfriends was perfect. Her job was perfect. Her friends were all so nice and supportive. She was pretty, smart and healthy.

The conversation ended on a high as Webb reaffirmed his love:

"I'll see you then.. I love you."

"I love you too darling.. Bye ..." Lisa added before kissing the phone and hanging up in unison with him.

Lisa knew even with several hours she would still be rushed to get everything in so she started with her exercises, stretches, and then a long jog through the park....

It was a high to be jogging and it always made her feel great. After a short cool down, she returned to her apartment for a quick bowl of high protein cereal, OJ and 1% milk. Afterwards, it was a hot shower to clean herself up and to relax her muscles. After soaping herself up, she rinsed herself and started to soap up hair.

"DING-DONG!"

"Must be Webb!" Lisa whispered. She turned off the shower and called out:

"Come on in Webb... I'm just finishing my shower..... I'll be out in 5 minutes.... You're early honey!"

Lisa turned the water back on. With the bathroom door half-open her beautiful could be half-seen through semi-transparent shower door and hot steamy air.

"

 

[little_golden]

Wanda looked around the bedroom and like every other day the place was a mess. Peter was just a slob for a lot of the day-to-day things, yet, if he had a chance to wear his old uniform, it was perfect in every detail. This was one of the many things about Peter that drove her nuts.

After a few minutes of tinkering, Wanda had the bed made and some of the loose ends straightened before her wake-up shower and beauty regiment. This was her favorite time of the day, since she was typically alone. It always gave her a chance for a little solo reflection.

During her shower and afterwards as she did up her short bleached blonde hair and then her make-up she couldn't get Lisa out of her thoughts. Lately, it had been the wedding plans. They had been arguing over almost everything from guests, to flowers, to decorations and even the wedding dress. She didn't understand Lisa's resistance to everything she said. It was causing a lot of tension and frustration.

She had tried talking to Lisa about grandchildren and giving up her job at the accounting firm but Lisa wouldn't even listen to her. Lisa kept telling her she was too young for kids and wanted to be a career woman. Well... that just wasn't good enough for Wanda.

"Babies.... that the measure of a woman in a marriage" Wanda whispered aloud as she thought about her own mother's advice. She herself had been several months pregnant when she had walked down the aisle after a one month engagement. That's how it was done back then, you found the man you wanted, you got pregnant and he married you. If you picked right, the man had good prospects for supporting you and your family.

I wish that Peter had a little more influence on Webb and Lisa. Maybe Lisa would listen to what Wanda wanted if Peter was more supportive and convincing. That girl doesn't know nothing about men...... or wedding... or anything but damn accounting stuff... What type of woman wants to be an accountant? Wanda thought to herself as she finally finished styling and drying her hair. Next she started her make-up...... It would take another half hour but she'd look more like 35 than 45 when she was done.

 

[PogueMahone]

Peter

"Come on in Webb... I'm just finishing my shower..... I'll be out in 5 minutes.... You're early honey!"

Peter heard Lisa call out as he opened the door of Lisa's apartment and entered, his ears picking up the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. Peter walked over to the coffee table and slowly spread out the arrest report and mug shot so that Lisa would see it instantly when she entered the room. Knowing that he had some time, Peter spent a few minutes searching through Lisa’s belongings finally ending up outside the bathroom, the sound of water still evident. Peering through the half opened door, Peter was greeted with the sight of Lisa’s shapely form outlined through the foggy glass of her shower.

“God damn,” He hissed as he watched her nude form as she moved under the cascading water, his dislike for her now coupled with a strong desire. True, she didn’t have large tits but with an ass and legs like that Peter sure didn’t care. An image of Lisa knelt down in front of him, her full lips wrapped around his cock, suddenly appeared in his mind causing an almost instant erection. He reached down and absently stroked his hard cock through his pants as he watched his future daughter in law in the shower. Lisa turned off the water and slid the shower door open, her hand reaching out for a towel. Peter watched quietly, smiling as he caught sight of one of her perfectly formed breasts before she got the towel wrapped around her slim form. He stepped behind the door as he heard her approaching, staying hidden from her sight as she entered the living room.

“Webb? Where are you, dear?” She asked as towel dried her hair. “Webb?” She repeated as she caught sight of the report and photograph laid out on the coffee table. Curious she bent over to look at them, her shapely ass pointed directly at Peter as he continued to hide behind the half open door. As he stood there watching Lisa, Peter noticed that the towel she had wrapped around herself barely covered her shapely ass as she bent over the coffee table. “Son of a bitch,” Peter heard her exclaim as she realized what it was she was looking at. “Where’d these come from?” Lisa wondered aloud as Peter moved silently up to stand behind her.

“I can answer that, Lisa.” Peter said loudly, intentionally trying to startle the young woman. “And I think we need to talk about what that report says.” He continued threateningly.

 

[little_golden]

Lisa was a little unnerved as she left the bathroom but couldn't find Webb. Instead there was a mug shot and police report. Her sweet soft brown eyes popped out as she quickly scanned the information and realized that Webb must have seen them too. If in fact Webb had dropped them off.

Maybe he was so angry he took off.... Lisa started to panic. She whispered softly as she tried to piece the mystery together:

“Where’d these come from?”

The voice behind her was deep and masculine. It seemed vaguely familiar but Lisa Lisa was terrified of its sudden proximity as the man firmly answered:

“I can answer that, Lisa!”

"You scared me.... Mr. Cline" a startled Lisa replied nervously.

Mr. Cline spoke up, like a protective father:

“And I think we need to talk about what that report says.” He continued threateningly.

"Oh Mr. Cline, you startled me. I don't know where you got this from..... " Lisa nervously pulled at her towel clutching it closer worried that she'd further embarrass herself if the towel fell down.

"You see.... Ummm... it happened a few years back..... during my university days.... it only happened once.... and I was never charged... the officer gave me a break" Lisa explained nervously in a rambling fashion. She never lied but she never gave him the whole story.

"You see.... I couldn't get a record... It would have finished my career before it started.... My parents would have freaked....." Lisa rambled on as she struggled to hold in the tears.

"My insurance would have rocketed.... In some places.... I might have even got jail time.... that's what the officer said... " Lisa looked to Peter (Mr. Cline) for some sympathy.

"But I got lucky... that was a long time ago... It won't affect Webb and I" Lisa promised. There were several drips of water on the carpet where she stood talking to Mr. Cline.

"Look.. I just change... and maybe we can chat over a coffee" Lisa offered as she moved towards her bedroom. As she entered the bedroom, she realized something was wrong. The drawers were partly opened and things looked re-arranged.

"What happened in here?" Lisa mumbled as she thought aloud.

 

[PogueMahone]

Peter

Peter watched Lisa walk into the bedroom stopping to look around at the result of his hasty search. After a few seconds, he saw her move further into the room and out of his sight. She probably figured he wouldn’t be spying on her so she hadn’t closed the door completely. Moving silently Peter situated himself so that he could stand and watch Lisa as she quickly straightened out the drawers, pulling out some clothes to wear in the process. His breath caught as she removed the towel, her back to him, revealing her shapely ass in all its glory to his hungry gaze. He absently adjusted his erection as he watched his future daughter in law put on a pair of red thong underwear. As she bent over the bed to grab her bra, Peter couldn’t take it anymore and stepping silently into the bedroom came up behind her. “Lisa,” He said softly as he reached out and placed one hand on her shapely hip.

“Ah!” Lisa cried out in surprise as she jumped in alarm at both the unexpected contact and his voice so close to her. “Peter, what are you doing?” She asked him in a shocked voice as she turned to face him, her hands trying to cover her naked breasts from his gaze.

“Well, my dear,” Peter told the startled young woman, his hand reaching out to caress the smooth skin of her cheek. “I think you need to do to me what you did to that officer to get out of being arrested,” He suggested to her as he ran his thumb across her full lips. “You said it wouldn’t effect you and Webb and it won’t as long as you make me happy,” Peter said as he suddenly pushed her backwards, sending her sprawling on her bed.

“Peter!” Lisa gasped as she tried to climb off of the bed only to be pushed down again as her fiancé’s father climbed onto it with her, straddling her chest as he grabbed a handful of her long brown hair and pulled her face up.

“Now, you little slut, you’re going to show me just how good you are with your mouth.” Peter hissed at the startled woman as he quickly undid his pants, pulling out his erect cock. “Suck me off, Lisa. Make me happy and no on will find out about your past.” He promised her although he had more planned for the attractive young woman then just a single blow job. He was going to make her his.

 

[little_golden]

Lisa Sucks Real Sweetly

Lisa looked around the bedroom and assumed that maybe Webb had come and gone.

I have to get dressed.... I have to see Webb.... I have to straighten this whole thing out.....So he saw the report.... He doesn't know how I got out of it.... Lisa thought to herself. She wasn't so proud of the entire thing and really thought her secret would always stay that way.

How on earth did he find out? Lisa worried.

Lisa slowly closed several of the drawers that were still partway open. She was surprised that Webb had rifled through her lingerie drawer and picked up a pair of black fishnet stocking that had fallen to the floor.

Webb loves black Lisa thought to herself and then began her own mental process of what to wear to a date with Webb.

Lisa pulled a pair of red thong panties with a black trim from her lingerie drawer. They were sexy and Lisa decided on a pair of dark slacks, and a lady-like white blouse. It was perfect for either going out or a visit to Webb's parents. The slacks would be nice and tight on her rear end and would remind Webb of why he was so interested in her.


Lisa slowly removed the towel, revealing her beautiful inverted heart shaped rear end to the unknown voyageur. She sort of wiggled her bum slightly as she stepped into the red and black trimmed thong and worked it up her legs. It was a cute little show that she hadn't planned for the unwelcome watcher.

Next, she pulled a plain white bra from her drawer. If wasn't that she couldn't go without one, but it didn't fit her style and her nipples were so darn perky they seemed to pop right into the fabric of her blouses. A pair of designer jeans were pulled from her bottom drawer but as she moved them to the bed.

She was about to slip into the bra when she heard a male voice behind whispering - "Lisa" and then a big hand touched her hips.

"Ah!......" Lisa screamed out surprise but as she turned she didn't feel the need to scream out and Mr. Cline was there.

"Oh my!" Lisa gasped as she realized she was dressed only in a little thong before her future father-in-law so she pulled the bra up quickly in an effort to hide her breasts. The effort of holding the bra against herself was only partly successful and little peeks of her breasts and nipples were exposed.

Lisa's voice returned and she was so surprised she replied all too quickly:

"Mr. Cline, what are you doing?”

Lisa took a step back uncomfortable with Mr. Cline touching her exposed hip. She sensed his eyes exploring her body. It didn't seem to be in fatherly way which concerned her immensely.

Mr. Cline seemed to raise the stakes as he moved forward too, and rubbed his hand across Lisa's cheek and he told her:

“Well, my dear, I think you need to do to me what you did to that officer to get out of being arrested.”

Lisa turned white as a ghost in total shock and silence. She was winded as if he had punched her in the stomach and knocked all the air from her body.

Mr. Cline pressed his advantage further as he brushed his thumb across her full sexy red lips and told her in a matter of fact voice:

“You said it wouldn’t effect you and Webb and it won’t as long as you make me happy!”

"Mr. Cline.... please let me explain..." Lisa started to speak but the quick unexpected shove from Peter sent her backwards onto the bed, her bra falling away as she moved her hands to try t break her fall. Before she could get up Mr. Cline was on top of her. He was massive, strong and determined.

“Peter! Mr. Cline.... no... what are you doing?” Lisa gasped as she desperately tried to slip out from Mr. Cline. But he was determined to keep her on the bed and now she struggled with her small breasts rubbing against Mr. Cline.

"Mr. Cline... Mr. Cline!" Lisa protested as she tried to push him off her. To her disbelief, he moved her around on the bed like a rag doll and then straddled her chest as he grabbed a handful of her long brown hair and pulled her face up.

"Ouchh.... You're hurting me! What are you doing!" Lisa moaned out as she felt the weight of Mr. Cline on her chest and the sensation of pulled hair.

Lisa almost feinted as Mr. Cline seemed to have transformed into an animal. It didn't seem real as Mr. Cline told her in a domineering voice:

“Now, you little slut, you’re going to show me just how good you are with your mouth.”

"I won't" Lisa started to protest. She could feel Mr. Cline's weight shifting and then the sound of a zipper.

"Oh no... Please no.... I'm engaged to your son... please no... no" Lisa pleaded in a soft voice. This wasn't the good start with Webb's father that she wanted.

Lisa felt a big prick popping out against her soft skin. It was huge in her mind.

He's going to rape me Lisa realized.

But he's not going to kill me... He won't hurt me... if I cooperate.... Lisa tried to mentally prepare herself.

Mr. Cline hissed the words to Lisa:

“Suck me off, Lisa. Make me happy and no on will find out about your past.”

It was five minutes of soft protests from Lisa as she struggled to keep from crying. Finally the last grab to her long brown hair, and the genuine fear that he was going to tell Webb and Mrs. Cline made her do the unthinkable.

"Okay... okay...." Lisa whispered in disbelief.

"About time.... that was your last chance" Mr. Cline hissed at her.

"Let me up...." Lisa growled out angrily. She felt the weight lifting from her.

"Okay.... Ummm.... You're not serious...." Lisa tried to reason him out of it one more time. But the look on his face said he was tiring of the delay.

"Okay... sit on the end of the bed......and open your legs a bit" Lisa offered in a soft defeated voice. Mr. Cline was grinning like a cat as he complied to her direction.

Lisa rose from the bed, and worked her way around to the bottom. As she reached his legs, she tried to dart out of the room but Mr. Cline's reflexes were too fast for her and she grabbed her long brown hair and stopped her mid-tracks.

"I wasn't born yesterday girl!" Mr. Cline laughed as he forced her to her knees by painfully tugged her hair to the ground.

Lisa closed her eyes and opened her mouth as she knelt before Mr. Cline. She felt one hand groping her right breast and then roughly pinching her nipple. A twinge of painful pleasure went through her body. There was a certain excitement rippling through her body but she fought off the confusing feelings.

"Oooooooo!" Lisa moaned as she felt a big dick jammed into her mouth and a hand grabbing the back of her head.

Lisa started to suck the big cock. She was pretty damn good too and Web had known her true skill on many occasions. She bobbed his big prick back and forth in her mouth as she sucked and French kissed his prick. She tried to pretend it was Webb otherwise she would have gagged and thrown up. As she felt the hand on the back of her head loosening its grip, but still wrapped in her long brown hair, she slipped the big prick from her mouth and began to lick the shaft up and down like a lollipop, wetting the shaft, preparing it, making it hard and wet with her saliva. Dropping her mouth a little lower, she licked his balls ever so gently. The soft moans from Mr. Cline's mouth told her her magic was working on him. She continued to lick and then sucked first on ball into her mouth and then the other. The pleasure was intense that she was giving him, and the tug to her hair told her that he wanted the big prick back in her mouth. Reluctantly, she complied and got the tip in her mouth and resumed sucking.

To her surprise, he started to hump her mouth faster and faster, She didn't want him to dump his load of cum into her mouth and she whined softly as she used her hands to pull at his prick as if offering to finish it as a hand job.

Lisa squirmed as she felt Mr. Cline pulling her up on the bed. Her mouth still stuff full of his big veiny cock. His hands were now deep into her thong and had rubbed across her sweet bald pussy. She was wet and hot.

Lisa panicked..... Was he going to fill her mouth? Should she do the slutty thing and try to deep throat him? Was he pushing to full her sweet pussy?

OCC I've taken some minor liberties with Mr. Cline trying to match your gentle liberties and to keep the thread flowing. I'm enjoying the thread immensely but I need to tell you I'm going away for two weeks and want to pick up the thread when I return. You are welcome to keep posting away while I'm away. I should have a few long posts from my trip to post on my return in 2 weeks.

(I hope to get in another post tonight...... before I leave.)

 

[PogueMahone]

Peter takes advantage

"Okay... sit on the end of the bed......and open your legs a bit" Lisa told him after minutes of begging and pleading to be let out of her fate. He knew she would comply eventually but the process of listening to her whine and beg had been tedious for him. Peter smiled as he moved to sit on the edge of the bed, watching his son’s sexy fiancé climb off of the bed and walk around to stand before him. Suddenly she tried bolting out of the room only to be stopped short as he grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her back and forcing her to her knees.

“I wasn’t born yesterday, girl,” Peter told her as his hand ran across the smooth flesh of her breast. She might not have large tits but they were certainly perfectly formed, Peter thought to himself as he pinched one of her nipples causing her to jump slightly. She had closed her eyes as he held her kneeling before him, his hand tangled into her long hair as he pressed her hard cock against her full lips. Peter wished for a camera at that moment, the image of his cock against her face was something he’d like to keep forever. Well there would always be next time, he smiled to himself making a mental note to remember to bring his camera. Peter gave out a low moan as she began to suck his cock in earnest, she was a very good cocksucker.

“Damn, I’ve known whores who aren’t as good as you,” He whispered softly to her as she began licking up and down his shaft. He could charge admission to everyone he knew if she could perform like this all the time, Peter thought to himself as he guided her mouth back onto his cock. He thrust his hips against her sucking mouth as he felt the pressure begin to build in his balls. With her still sucking on his cock, Peter pulled Lisa up onto the bed, his hands running over her slender nude body. His hands slipped under the waistband of her slutty red panties to feel the smooth soft skin of her shaved pussy. ‘I love it when they shave,’ Peter thought to himself as his fingers dipped between her legs to explore her hot wet pussy.


“God, you’re a hot little slut aren’t you?” He asked her as he pushed her panties down, his fingers roughly caressing her moist nether lips as she continued to suck on his cock. Lisa moaned softly as she suddenly deep throated him. “Damn, girl,” Peter said laughingly, “No wonder that officer let you get away with a DUI if you were this good with him.” He could see her flush with embarrassment at his words although she never stopped sucking his cock. He slid one finger into her wet pussy causing her to moan around his cock as his thumb began to caress the hard nub of her clit. He knew that despite herself she was getting turned on as he continued to caress the sensitive skin of her pussy. Finally he couldn’t take it any longer and with a loud groan he came. His cock bucking in her mouth, his load of semen shooting into the back of her throat. As the last of his cum dribbled out, he pulled his cock from her sucking mouth. Lisa lay there on the bed looking up at him with wide eyes as he calmly stuffed his softening cock back into his pants.

“That was good Lisa,” Peter told her as he slowly zipped up his pants. “I probably should be getting back to Wanda now but I’ll stop by later in the week and we can do this again.” He told her, watching her reaction to his words. “Come on, Lisa dear, you didn’t really think I’d let you get off that easy did you? You have to continue to make me happy or your boss, your friends, and even Webb will find out about your past. We’ll consider this the first payment,” Peter said as he walked out of the bedroom, leaving her laying on the bed naked. As he gathered up the arrest report and mug shot, Peter smiled to himself. He was going to enjoy using her, her body was built for sex and she had the heart of a slut.

 

[little_golden]

Lisa felt haunted by his words as they replayed in his brain:

"Damn, I’ve known whores who aren’t as good as you,”

His big hands were working wickedly between her legs.

He knows I'm hot.... Sweet Jesus.... Why is this happening? Lisa thought secret as the big cock was rocking back and forth in her mouth in urgency.

She decided to deep throat him as his words replayed in her mind:

“God, you’re a hot little slut aren’t you?”

Lisa hadn't replied. She wanted the whole thing over and forgotten as soon as possible.

Lisa could feel his need and each groan from his mouth told her he was good and ready.

Mr. Cline seemed to push her harder and harder as he mocked her:

“Damn, girl, no wonder that officer let you get away with a DUI if you were this good with him.”

Lisa squirmed as he take full advantage of her pussy and teased her into her own frenzy. She was hot and ready herself. With her eyes closed she tried to force from her mind the mental image of Mr. Cline and replaced it with her Webb. Somehow it was easier. Maybe that was why her body was aching for Webb's big cock to satisfy her. He groaned as he groan and bucked as he shot his stream of cum into her throat and as he pulled back into her mouth.

With great effort, Lisa swallowed desperately and simply waited for Mr. Cline to pull out his slowly limpening cock from her mouth. Her jaw was aching from the exercise. She felt sick to her stomach as she forced the realization that it was Mr. Cline - the scumbag and not her beloved Webb.

Lisa simply lay on the bed, chocking back the tears while her body was on fire. Her nipples were rock hard and her pussy exuded a damp musky sexy odor. She looked to Mr. Cline and could see he was satisfied, at least for the moment. Then as she watched she carefully pulled up his pants, stuck his cock into the pants and zipped up the fly.

There was a certain awkward silence. Lisa didn't break it. Mr. Cline seemed to enjoy her resting on the bed, mostly naked, with a big wet spot in red thong.

His words seemed genuine but condescending nonetheless:

“That was good Lisa. I probably should be getting back to Wanda now but I’ll stop by later in the week and we can do this again.”

"But...but Mr. Cline you said just this once... and you would never tell anyone" Lisa blurted out. She had met her end of the deal, yet Mr. Cline seemed to be having second thoughts on his promise.

His words were like a slap to her face:

“Come on, Lisa dear, you didn’t really think I’d let you get off that easy did you? You have to continue to make me happy or your boss, your friends, and even Webb will find out about your past. We’ll consider this the first payment.”

Lisa started to cry. Her tears came like a stream down her cheeks. She didn't want to jog, exercise, eat or do anything. She just lay on the bed not moving but crying.

"This can't be happening!" Lisa yelled out. As she finished her yell she heard the front door closing and knew that Mr. Cline was gone.

Lisa cried herself to sleep....... She woke up a few hours later and knew she had to face Webb for their date........

 

[PogueMahone]

Webb glanced at his watch, he was too early. Knowing Lisa she wouldn’t be ready for another hour or two and he had plenty of time to kill. Maybe he’d stop by and visit his parent’s; he hadn’t been over to their place in almost a week. Between Lisa and his job he had been just too busy to visit with his folks. Even with his mother’s habit of sleeping late, they should both be awake at this time of day. His mother would be pleased if he just popped in to visit and maybe his father would be as well but with Peter it was always hard to know how he’d react.

As he pulled into the driveway of his childhood home, Webb noticed that his father’s car was gone from the garage. He breathed a sigh of relief as he knew he wouldn’t have to deal with his old man this morning.

“Hey Mom, It’s me,” Webb announced as he entered the house. “Where are you?”

“I’m in the bedroom, Webb,” His mother called back, her voice filled with surprise at his unexpected visit. As he walked towards the back of the house, Webb glanced into the den just to make sure his father wasn’t home. “Hi Sweetheart,” His mother greeted him as he entered the bedroom to find her at her makeup table, “I’ll be with you in a minute, I’m almost done,” Wanda told him as she continued to fuss around with her make-up. Webb didn’t see why she went through all the trouble of applying her make-up everyday but he had learned early on in life not to ask too many questions about his parent’s behavior. “There, now I’m presentable,” His mother said as she laid her make up aside and turned to face him. “Now what’s the special occasion that makes you stop by and visit me?” Wanda asked him teasingly as he bent down and kissed her cheek. “There’s nothing wrong, is there?” She asked him.

“No, Mom. Everything’s fine, I was just passing by on the way to pick Lisa up and thought I’d pop in for a few minutes.” Webb told her marveling at how young she looked. Maybe all that time doing her make up really did pay off, he thought to himself as his mother stood up and gestured him to follow her to the kitchen.

“Would you like a cup of coffee, dear?” she asked him as she made one for herself. “Where are you taking her?” Wanda asked as she sat down at the kitchen table, Webb taking the seat opposite her.

“No thanks,” Webb said waving off the offered cup of coffee as he sat down. “We’re going to a little restaurant up the coast, Lisa’s been talking about it for the last couple of weeks so it’s kind of a surprise.” He admitted.

“What have you done wrong now?” Wanda asked him suddenly, “Ever since you were a small boy the only time you surprised anyone was when you had done something wrong, so what is it, Webb?”

“Nothing, Mom,” Webb said laughing at the way his mother always assumed the worst of him. “I just wanted to surprise Lisa that’s all.” He stated simply as she continued to look at him suspiciously. “Okay, you’re right, Mom,” Webb said as he confessed, “I’ve got to tell Lisa that I have to go out of town for a week or so and she’s not going to be happy about it. One of my client’s isn’t happy with the way his project is going so the company is flying me out to see if I can make him happy. Lisa hates it when I’m away so I’m trying to soften the blow a bit by taking her to a nice restaurant.”

“That’s sweet of you dear,” Wanda replied before turning the topic of conversation away from her future daughter in law. The two of them sat there talking for an hour or so until Webb heard the front door open and his father enter the house.

“Hey, Webb, how’s my boy?” Peter asked his son with a loud smile as he clapped him on the back.

“I’m fine, Dad.” Webb replied kind of shocked at the warm greeting from his usually distant father. “Where have you been?” He asked warily, not quite trusting his father when he seemed to be happy.

“Oh, just taking care of some old police business,” Peter replied, a rather evil smile touching his face as he opened the refrigerator and grabbed himself a can of beer.

“Well, I should be going,” Webb announced as he glanced at his watch, “I’ve got to pick Lisa up for our date soon. Oh, Dad, I’m going to be going out of town for a couple of days, could you maybe stop by and check up on Lisa from time to time?” Webb asked his father.

“Of course, son, it’ll be my pleasure,” Peter said with a smirk. “My pleasure.” He repeated again as he laughed to himself.

“Thanks,” Webb said a little unsettled by his father’s reaction as he headed out to his car.

 

[PogueMahone]

Peter

Peter sat in his car watching Lisa as she jogged along the beach, her brown hair pulled back in a ponytail. Webb had flown out yesterday evening leaving his lovely fiancé in the care of his father. Peter had woken up early this morning and drove to Lisa’s apartment knowing that she usually worked out for an hour or so before she went to work. He’d only been parked outside her building for fifteen minutes before she came out dressed in her running clothes and started jogging along the boardwalk. Peter tailed her discreetly watching her perfectly shaped ass and toned legs as she ran. Like the slut she was, Lisa didn’t wear very many clothes as she jogged, flaunting her shapely body for everyone to see. Her white nylon running shorts barely covered the rounded cheeks of her ass, exposing all of her legs. Her flat stomach was bared by the loose cropped tee-shirt she was wearing, her gray sports bra encasing her small breasts. ‘She might as well be running naked,” Peter thought to himself, the image causing his already hard cock to throb in his pants.

As she started to turn around to return to her apartment, Peter drove past her to arrive back at her place before her. He quickly unlocked her door with the spare key Webb had left with him and silently entered her bedroom. He had just barely managed to hide himself in her closet when he heard the front door open again. Peering out of the partially open door Peter watched as his son’s fiancé walked to the bathroom, hearing the water start up a second later. He silently moved out into the bedroom peeking around the corner to make sure Lisa was in the bathroom. He moved silently to the partially open bathroom door and looked in. Peter smiled as he saw Lisa stripping out of her running clothes. She had already let her hair down and pulled her tee-shirt off over her head as he stepped silently to the door. She quickly pulled the gray sports bra off exposing her small pert breasts, her nipples erect in the chill air. Peter undid his pants pulling out his erect cock as he watched his future daughter in law push her running shorts off of her hips, letting them fall to the floor as she stepped out of them. Lisa stood there dressed only in a pair of blue panties as she checked the temperature of the shower. Peter slowly stroked his erect cock as she removed her panties and quickly stepped into the shower. Smiling Peter went back into the bedroom and stripped out of his clothes. He gathered his clothes together and hid with them in the closet waiting patiently until he heard the shower stop and a few minutes later Lisa entered the bedroom, her body wrapped in a towel as she began gathering her clothes together.

Peter watched as she laid out a matching pair of panties and bra on the bed before she turned to the closet. Just as she was about to open the door Peter stepped out startling her. Her eyes went wide in fright and her mouth opened to scream as he grabbed her, his hand covering her mouth just as she yelled. He held her tightly, her fit body struggling in his arms as she screamed futilely into his palm.

“That’s enough of that, Lisa,” Peter hissed in her ear as he shook her to convey his point. “I’m going to remove my hand now and you won’t scream,” Peter told her as he slowly relaxed his grip on her, letting her free as she stood there staring at him in shock.

“Mr. Cline?” Lisa asked as she began to overcome the surprise of a man jumping out of the closet at her. “What are you doing here? What were doing in my closet?” She asked even as her eyes ran over his body and she realized he was completely naked. Her eyes were drawn to his erect cock even as she started shaking her head. “Please no, Mr. Cline. Not again,” Lisa moaned as she slowly stepped away from him.

“Oh yes, Lisa,” Peter said with a smile as he followed her slowly retreating form. “I’m here for the next payment in your future,” Peter said as Lisa backed into the edge of the bed, falling onto the bed as the mattress hit the back of her knee. “Make me happy or everyone finds out about your past.” He told her, reiterating the deal she had agreed to last time.

“Please leave me alone, Mr. Cline,” Lisa begged as she began to crawl backwards over the bed. Peter watched her scramble onto the mattress, her legs spread slightly to reveal her smooth shaved pussy as she tried to avoid him. “Please, Mr. Cline,” She almost cried as she huddled against the headboard of her bed.

Peter slowly advanced on her, watching as she stared at him with her large brown eyes. “I’ll leave you alone, Lisa.” He said reassuringly as he bent down over her, his hand cupping her chin in one hand. “As soon as you fulfill your end of the bargain, I’ll happily leave you alone.” His hand dropped from her chin to grab the edge of the towel as he quickly pulled it off of her. “Now why don’t you start sucking my cock, girl?” He said as he grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her from the bed, letting her sprawl on the floor in front of him.

 

[PogueMahone]

Peter

Lisa looked up at him, loathing and fear in her eyes as she brought her lips to his cock. “You’re such a good little slut, Lisa,” Peter moaned as she reluctantly began to suck his cock. She was truly gifted at giving head and it didn’t take long until Peter felt cum bubbling up in his cock. “That’s enough,” He told her as he pulled her lips from his cock. She looked up at him with hope in her eyes as he prematurely ended the blowjob. “Get on the bed,” Peter told her as she started to stand up, “lie on your back and spread your legs.”

“But…” Lisa started to say as Peter just pointed to the bed, his anger flashing across his face. Lisa must have read his expression, quickly closing her mouth and moving silently to the bed in a defeated posture. She lay down on her back, her feet on the floor as she spread her legs slightly. Peter grabbed a package from his clothes as he moved to stand in front of her as she lay on the bed.

“Wider,” Peter commanded her as he opened the package to reveal a small digital camera. “Let me see you hot little pussy, slut.” He told her as he began to take pictures of her nude body.

“No pictures please Peter,” Lisa begged almost crying in embarrassment as he continued to take photographs of her nude form. “I’ll do anything you want, Peter.” She assured him, “I’ll suck your cock again,” She begged trying to bargain with him futilely, “I’ll let you fuck me, Mr. Cline, just don’t take anymore pictures.” She pleaded with him.

“You’re going to let me fuck you anyway, Lisa, you just don’t know it yet,” Peter said with a nasty smile as he raised the camera again. “Now spread those legs like a good little whore and show me you pussy.” He instructed her, waiting for a few seconds before she reluctantly complied with his commands. “Such a lovely little cunt,” Peter said more to himself as he took several photos of her pussy, noting that Lisa was aroused despite herself. “Now finger yourself,” he commanded his future daughter in law as she lay nude on the bed before him.

“What? No, please...” Lisa started to protest, sitting up on the edge of the bed only to be silenced as Mr. Cline roughly grabbed a handful of her hair, twisting it painfully as he bent down to glare at her.

“I said play with your pussy,” Peter hissed at the struggling woman, her brown eyes filled with pain as he savagely yanked on her hair. “Now do as I say, slut.” He told her as he pushed her back on the bed. Lisa lay still for a few seconds, her eyes pressed closed tightly as she fought to keep from crying before she slowly spread her legs again, her fingers running over the smooth skin of her stomach. Peter watched eagerly as her fingers slid down over her clean shaven mound to caress the length of her slit. She seemed to hesitate for a second before she slowly inserted her finger into her pussy, Peter taking several pictures as she withdrew it now covered in her juices. “Such a sexy little slut,” Peter said softly, causing Lisa to blush at his words as she slid her wet finger back into her pussy. “You’re a horny little bitch aren’t you?” Peter asked Lisa as she continued to frig herself as he took several more pictures of her. “Aren’t you, Lisa?” He taunted her as she shook her head, silently denying it even as she continued to work her finger into her cunt.

“Yeah, you are.” Peter said as he tossed the camera onto the bed beside her, moving to stand between her widespread thighs as she looked up at him. “You’re a horny little slut who needs to be fucked by a real man,” He told her as he gripped her thighs, lifting her legs up until her knees rested on his shoulders. Lisa tried to squirm away from her as she realized his intent.

“No, please god, no,” Lisa moaned as his firm grip prevented her escaping his grasp. “Please, Peter,” She begged as felt his hard cock press against the folds of her pussy, “don’t. I love your son; I’m going to marry him. Please, I love Webb, please. God, no.” She said trying to reason with him.

“God’s got nothing to do with it, my dear,” Peter told her as he thrust his hips forward, burying his cock deep in her. Lisa let out a groan as he violated her, his cock thrusting deep into her tight pussy.
“Did you know... that Webb… asked me… to check…up on… you …while he… was gone…” Peter told her as he thrust forcefully into her. He felt Lisa’s body responding to his even as he forced himself on her, his hands sliding down to caress her hard nipples as he plunged himself repeatedly into her. Lisa moaned as his fingers pulled on her stiff nipples, biting her lip to keep from crying out as he fucked her.

“Come for me, you little slut,” Peter gasped as he sped up his thrusts, knowing his climax was approaching quickly. Lisa let out a soft moan as she felt her body betray her, the muscles of her cunt contracting around his invading cock as she came, her juices wetting Peter’s crotch. As her body relaxed, Peter let Lisa slump to the bed, his hard cock slipping from her wet pussy as she lay panting on the mattress.

“Very good, Lisa,” Peter said with a smile as she looked up at him with shameful eyes as he began to stroke his still hard cock. “I’ll make a proper slut out of you yet,” He hissed at her as he brought himself to climax, his cock erupting, spilling his hot seed on his daughter in law’s heaving chest. Lisa squirmed trying to avoid the ribbons of his semen as it splattered across her nude body but to no avail. “There, now you look like the cum slut you truly are,” Peter said to her as he grabbed the camera and took one final photo of her, his cum drying on her chest. “You’d better get cleaned up, Lisa,” he told her as he calmly dressed and started walking out of the room, “or you’ll be late for work. I’ll see you tomorrow.” Peter told her as he walked out of her apartment.

 

[little_golden]

OCC - Enjoyed your posts! I'll make a quick post to keep it going.

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Lisa was in disbelief!

"Bastard!" Lisa hissed out once she was sure that the door to her apartment was again closed and that Mr. Cline was gone.

"Yuk! Oh God.... Now it's worse...." Lisa shouted out in anger as she sat up on the bed. Mr. Cline now had pictures of her with that stupid digital camera he had used during his raping of her. She wondered if the camera had just the still pictures or if there was a video mode too.

"Oh no... Oh no... What am I going to do?" Lisa asked herself. Sitting up in bed, she wiped the cum off her breasts and upper body. It was disgusting to have your father-in-law make you cum and then spray you with his own load as he entertained himself at your expense.

At least he didn't ... well... shot his load inside of me... It could be worse... I could get pregnant from that vile bastard.... I should call the rape line... or the police Lisa tried to rationalize.

She lifted her naked body, and scrambled to the living room to find the phone book and quickly scanned through the pages until she found the number she wanted.

Lisa dialed the rape line. It rang twice before a soft female voice answered the phone:

"Rape Crisis Line - How can I help you"

Lisa hung up the phone quickly. She didn't know what to say or where to start. If she told the crisis line they would know the problem too and then the police. Mr. Cline would deny it or use the pictures against her. The police file would come out too. He'd discredit her... and Webb would break off the engagement. It would be awful.

Lisa was crying was she realized there was no simple solution. She walked to the bathroom and stepped into a hot shower. She scrubbed her body several times with thick layers of soap trying to wash away the bad memory, the touch and cum of Mr. Cline.

"That monster" Lisa whispered as she slowly regained her senses. She dressed for work in black slacks and a white blouse both of which looked very professional for an young accountant. She left her hair down in very simple and plain fashion. After lightly applying her make-up and spraying her hair, she headed out for work.

The drive to the office was short. Her head was a mess from the morning's event. Her day was off completely. She couldn't get anything done right and looked like a complete moron to her coworkers. The eight hours seemed to last sixteen hours.

At four o'clock precisely, she drove home. At 4:15 PM she was walking into her apartment in a zombie like state. As she entered she heard the phone ringing and rushed to answer it.

 

[PogueMahone]

Webb

“Hi Lisa,” Webb said into the phone as she answered it, her voice lacking it’s usual sparkle as she returned his greeting once she realized it was him. “I was just calling to see how you’re doing,” Webb explained to his fiancé, “after Saturday’s date you seemed kind of depressed. I was worried about you.”

“I’m fine,” Lisa replied, her lifeless voice defying her assertion. “I’m just tired and I have a lot on my mind.” She explained rather lamely.

“Oh, okay,” Webb replied, hearing the distance in her voice and wondering what had happened between them to create such a chasm in their relationship. “Look, if you want me too, I can come home. I’ll tell my boss that something came up and that they need to send someone else out here. We can take a couple of days off and spend some time together. Would you like that?” Webb asked her.

“No, Webb, I think you should stay there,” Lisa told him, her voice sounding very small. “I’ll be fine, I’m just tired,’ Lisa said, “I’ll see you in a couple of days.”

“Yeah, see you in a couple of days,” Webb repeated, not bothering to hide the hurt in his voice. “I love you,” He said softly although he wasn’t sure if she heard him before she’d hung up or not. He sat there in his hotel room, staring morosely at the telephone receiver in his hand for a few minutes. Swearing furiously he slammed the telephone down on the table and grabbed his coat, heading down to the lounge for a drink. Maybe alcohol would help him forget the fact that he and Lisa seemed to be growing further apart as their wedding approached.

 

[PogueMahone]

Peter

Peter whistled to himself as he entered his house, seeing that Wanda was on the phone with one of her friends. ‘She’ll be talking for hours,’ he thought to himself as he stepped into his office turning the computer on as he quickly hooked the digital camera up. He downloaded all of the photos of him fucking Lisa, burning them onto a CD for safe keeping before he wiped the memory card for his camera.

Smiling to himself, Peter wrote a quick e-mail to Lisa’s business e-mail account making sure to attach the final photo of her laying on the bed, his cum spattered across her chest. “That ought to shock her,” Peter said with a smile as he sent the pornographic e-mail to his son’s fiancé.

He had just barely shut the computer down, slipping the CD of Lisa’s photos into his desk when he heard Wanda hanging up the phone. “Hello dear,” Wanda greeted him as she stepped into the office, “Where’d you go this morning?”

“I was just looking in on Lisa like Webb asked us to,” Peter said with a smile as he stood up, kissing his wife on the cheek as he moved out into the living room. “I’m beginning to think she’s actually a very nice girl,” Peter told his wife as she made a harrumphing noise at the mention of their future daughter in law. “I’ve spent the last two mornings with her,” Peter said, smiling at his memories of what he did to Lisa on those mornings, “and I think she’s a very good, giving person.” Good at giving head. Peter added silently in his head.

“Are you going to go visit her tomorrow morning?” Wanda asked him, eyeing him suspiciously.

“Yeah, I’m supposed to meet her for breakfast,” Peter told his wife, as well as a quick morning fuck, he amended mentally.

“Oh, then tell her I said hello,” Wanda told him as she walked into the kitchen, Peter watching the sway of her still shapely hips as she left him alone in the living room.

“I’ll be sure to do that,” Peter said more to himself as he sat down in his favorite chair, thinking about the next morning’s visit with Lisa.

 

[little_golden]

The phone was ringing and ranging as Lisa fumbled with the keys and then finally got the apartment door open. She hurried to the phone not sure who would be on the other end. She was angry with Webb, Peter and the whole world.

The conversation with Peter had been short and almost lifeless. She couldn't tell him though she wanted to. It would have to be something face-to-face.

How do you tell the man of your dreams, whom you're about to marry.... that his dad has been forcing his penis into his bride to be. How do you do that? How do you explain away the big mistake with the drinking and driving? Now the bastard had pictures...... It was just getting worse and worse Lisa realized after finishing the lifeless chat with Webb and then hanging up the phone.

Lisa felt defeated and lost. She moved to the patio door and looked out at the world below. It was 22 stories up and she figured - if she jumped - her problems would be over.

 

[little_golden]

Wanda was always pleased to see Peter as he entered the house. He always walked with a determined step and today seemed no different.

Men and their silly computers Wanda thought as she heard the sounds of the computer starting up and then Peter's busy keyboarding.

Wanda made small with Peter when she finished chatting up her friend. There was so much gossip and complaining from her friends. There were only 200 wedding invitations and it looked like about 300 people wanted to go. The folks at the flower shop were having sourcing problems. The caterer seems a little incompetent too.

Weddings are such a hassle Wanda decided to herself.

Wanda sat with Peter and discussed his morning. It was so nice that he was keeping an eye on Lisa.

"You know Peter, Lisa is such a pretty girl, are you sure she's right for Webb. I don't want that girl breaking his heart down the road. Maybe she's the type that will run off on him...." Wanda confided her secret fears.

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The evening was a downer for Lisa. She decided to stay in for the night. Between snacks, several glasses of wine, and two sleeping pills she was flying, and fell asleep early in the middle of the living room floor. When she awoke the next morning as the sun cascaded into her apartment, her brain ached and it was a struggle just to me.

"Oh... I'm alive... and there is work.... maybe I just call in sick..." Lisa spoke aloud to herself. There was no one around and she liked to hear her own voice. Somehow it seemed to break the feeling of being alone and lost.

Lisa disregarded her own words. Like a zombie, she walked the small distance to the bathroom and then disrobed with sleepy eyes and an aching head. At the bathroom tap, she drank back several glasses of water in the hope of quieting her pounding head. Stepping into the tub, she fiddled with the taps and actually screamed aloud as a blast of cold water sent her senses screaming. The cold blast made her fully awake and a little more angry.

It all came back to her. She had no appetite this morning. Her motivation for living was gone. Peter had stolen not just her pride, but her very soul and now she was depressed. At last she adjusted the taps and the steaming hot water cleansed her body but could not rejuvenate her mind.

In a trance like state, she exited the shower, dried herself and quickly prepared herself for work. Today she needed extra make-up to combat the effects of the poor sleep, her tiredness, and the hangover. She fixed her back, styled and blow dried it. In her bedroom, she picked out a yellow print summer dress suitable for
work.

Skipping breakfast completely, skipping her normal exercise routine, she drove off to work barely remembering leaving the apartment and getting into the car. The trip into work, was the same. She had driven several miles but couldn't remember stopping at the stop signs or for any lights. Her mind was a mess. The stress in her life was too much to handle.

Finding her office was easy. She could do it in her sleep. As she fingered the keyboard, she realized that she had entered the office area without speaking to or greeting anyone. This was completely unlike her. The computer came to life and like every other morning she checked her e-mail. Today there were eight messages. Somewhere buried in the pack - she saw it.

"Oh my God... Peter has sent me an e-mail" Lisa mumbled. She clicked on his e-mail. There wasn't any words but as she clicked on the attachment, her eyes went wide in panic and fear. The picture instantly enlarged, there she was naked, sprawled across her bed, pussy fully visible, her small breasts displayed like a tart, but worst still a splattering of cum across her breasts and tummy.

Lisa took it all in within a second, clicked out of it and then permanently deleted the e-mail.

He's gone too far! Lisa decided. It was 7:50 A.M. but she was calling Peter.......

She dialed Webb's number... It was Peter who answered the phone on the third ring. His voice seemed as if she had awoken him.

"Peter! Peter what the hell do you think you are doing? I could lose my job with that type of bullshit you pulled this morning!" Lisa screamed at him across the receiver.

 

[PogueMahone]

Peter

“Well, Lisa,” Peter said as he picked up the phone, hearing her voice shrill with outrage, “why didn’t you go running today? I was waiting for you.” He told her, completely ignoring her anger and shock. He had been waiting for her, his car parked along the boardwalk where she usually ran for nearly two hours before he realized she wasn’t jogging this morning. Coming home he had dozed off in his armchair until the phone had awoken him.

As she started to stammer out that she hadn’t been feeling well this morning, Peter interrupted her. “I sent that e-mail because I knew you could lose your job over it, slut. If you do anything to displease me that image gets sent to everyone you’ve ever worked with. I’ll ruin your reputation within half an hour of you angering me, do you understand me? Do you, Lisa?”

Without waiting for her answer, Peter told her simply, “I’ll be stopping by your apartment this evening, since we missed our little morning meeting. I’ll be there by 5, just make sure that you’re home or that picture gets sent out. Have a good day at work,” He said smiling smugly as he hung up, cutting off the sounds of her protests as he replaced the receiver in its carriage. Leaning back in his chair Peter idly adjusted his cock as he thought of the evening’s entertainment he had planned. Glancing over at the camcorder he’d bought that morning Peter wondered how Lisa would react to him videotaping her. He didn’t really want to have to use the rope and handcuffs he’d stuffed into his duffel bag but he knew Lisa was likely to resist him, initially at least.