Sex, Violence and Absolute Obedience (Honey + Death by Orgasm)

[Honey-Bee]

Home is where the Demon lies ​

It was the picture perfect home, the real life manifestation of the American dream. With its white picket fence, it’s cosy little porch and the vibrant green garden that beautifully framed the front facade. It was pure deception. Past that perfectly straight, white fence and through that welcoming, blue door, laid a land of indulgence, depravity, blood and violence. The only person living the dream was the house’s dictator and patriarch. He ruled with an iron fist, a fist that tended to beat his women into place as his silver tongue manipulated and moulded their minds to believe it was their fault, that if they just listened to him, if they had just done what he told them, then he wouldn’t have needed to educate them.

Aiko certainly hadn’t been his first victim but she had been the ‘lucky’ woman he decided to marry and settle down with. The young Asian woman had grown up with over controlling parents, who forced their strong traditional Chinese beliefs down her throat. He had been her rebellion, her escape and at first he had been able to calm his temper, lure her in, make her feel safe. It was after she had cut off all contact with her family that he first laid a hand on her and by then she had no where else to go. Each time she managed to forgive him chipped away more at her self-confidence and slowly she started to believe the words he said, it was her fault, she needed to be a better wife and mother.

Twelve years, it took twelve long years of verbal, physical and sexual abuse before she finally couldn’t take it anymore. While he was at work, her daughter at school, she packed her bags and seemed to disappear into the wind. She had so desperately wanted to take Hana with her but she knew he’d never let her go, she knew the very moment she took her daughter out of the school gates that he’d be contacted and there would be no way he wouldn’t end up catching up to her, and if he did? She was absolutely positive that he’d finally go too far and beat her to death. So Aiko seemed to convince herself he’d never hurt his own blood, his own child, and escaped on her own.

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Daddy’s Little Whore​

Hana was only ten years old when her mother disappeared without a word, allowing her father to spin the story in his favour making her feel a great amount of hate and disdain for her mother, she abandoned them. Her father of course came out in the brightest light possible, making his daughter feel sorry for him, allowing him to manipulate those feelings of sympathy into obedience. He would make her feel loved, cared for, making it seem like being a single parent was too draining, stressful and detrimental for his health. He didn’t even have to ask her to start doing chores, she volunteered to do them herself. It started off with little things like taking care of the garden, doing some dishes but it wasn’t long before she was doing all the household chores. It wasn’t long before she spent all her time inside those four walls except for when she left for school.

Her father had quickly become her whole world, her most important person and she’d do anything to make him happy. Everything had worked out perfectly for him, his daughter didn’t even question what he told her. Hana couldn’t possibly think that her father would lie and trick her for his own benefit, after all it was the two of them against the world.

Things only really started to change as her body began to mature and develop into that of a young woman, a girl no more. At fifteen years old her relationship with her father had evolved and even though deep down she knew he wasn’t just ‘teaching her how to deal with her developing urges’ or ‘showing her how adults interact’ or that it was ‘normal’, her blind trust and obedience had her eating out of the palm of his hand.

Almost suddenly his little girl started to pull away from him, unbeknownst to him she had started to date a boy from the year above her at school and began to feel that she should stop ‘relieving her urges’ with her father. She just didn’t know how to tell him. Her relationship however didn’t last long in the end because one night her father had decided he wanted more, he wanted her virginity and when she said no? He beat her black and blue before taking it from her. That had been the last day she was allowed back at school, her father deciding it was best to homeschool her, keep her under his thumb and after days, weeks of physical, mental and sexual abuse she finally broke to his will and became daddy’s little whore.

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Present Day ​

It was getting close to being a year since she’d lost her innocence to her father and while back then she had never felt so betrayed, disgusted and broken, now she’d ‘seen the light’, now she believed it had all been done in her best interest. Her daddy was just protecting her from the other boys, she could only trust him with something so precious as her heart and body. A body that was becoming so much like her mother’s and yet also so different.

They both had that small, lithe build that made them look so delicate, so very breakable, even if her father had proven they were both more durable than they seemed. Hana however had a couple inches on her mother, closer to five- foot-three then an even five foot. The extra inches seemed to go straight to her legs, making them look especially long and slender when put into proportion with the rest of her body. They had the same impossibly small waist, a large man like her father could circle her waist with his forefingers and thumbs touching. Yet Hana was blessed with more curves, with full, perky tits and a tight ass that was just as perky, while not as ‘bootilicious’ as the kardashians was plump enough that a firm slap to her behind would be rewarded with a slight bounce and jiggle.

It was that same body that was currently squirming between her sheets, moans slipping through her lips as a mosaic of images invaded her mind. Images of her being fucked in multiple positions, in every one of her slutty holes. Her body responded accordingly, slowly getting wound up as the heat gathering between her legs intensified, her nipples were hard as pebbles, noticeably seen poking through the thin, pink satin material of her camisole. Even as she woke up she could still feel the need, the lust, flowing through her veins.

Hana had awoken from her dream practically panting for more but it was short lived, like a bucket of ice-cold water splashed on her as it fully registered in her mind that the man who had been pounding her ruthlessly in her dreams hadn’t been her father, she had dreamt about someone else’s cock defiling her tight, lithe little body and it hadn’t been a stranger either. A single tear escaped her big brown eyes as she was reminded of her ex-boyfriend. They had never gotten together, they’d never had a proper chance to with her father... The dark haired girl quickly snapped herself out of that trail of thought with a sharp pinch to her thigh. Her father had saved her, he was just going to use her, throw her away and break her heart. Just like her mother had done to her father all those years ago. Her father would take care of her, love her unconditionally. His cock was the only one for her.

With that in mind she hopped out of her soft, warm bed, goosebumps appearing on her arms as the chilly morning air hit her exposed flesh, her skin barely even covered by the silky pink satin material, boarded with white lace trim. A camisole that cut a low v-neck, giving a full view of her ample cleavage, while her shorts were cut so high on her thigh that the bottom of her ass cheeks hung out. The cool air however did nothing to calm the raging heat that had built up in her body, she needed her father right now and while she was ‘lucky’ enough that it was Friday, one of the only days of the week her father would let them indulge in carnal pleasure. Even though her body only seemed to want to rush to his side Hana would never forget to make her bed first, her father didn’t like the house being untidy and she’d been ‘punished’ enough times for it that it had become instinct, to clean up her mess the very moment she made it.

The light pattering of her feet against the hardwood could be heard as she made her way to his bedroom door. Her heart beat accelerated as she hesitated, he hadn’t told her to do this, she hadn’t got his permission... what if... what if he decided she needed to be punished for not gaining his approval first, could she enter his room, his bed?Could she touch his body, without his permission? Hana was forced to decide wether her lust, her pleasure was worth the possibility of facing his wrath, of feeling his iron firsts against her flesh as he ‘re-educated’ her.

It’d make him feel good too, he’d be proud of her for showing initiative, it was a Friday. These were the things she had to tell herself to give her the courage to grab hold of the door handle, opening the door slowly to minimise the sound of the wood and hinges creaking. Hana eyes roamed her father’s sleeping body, his massive, hulking form sprawled over his bed. In comparison to her own, almost delicate looking form, he practically dwarfed her and it was perhaps miracle in itself that with such a noticeable size difference that he hadn’t already broken her body beyond repair from all his rough treatment.

While the situation leading up to it wasn’t ideal, she was still undeniably horny and seeing his naked form did nothing but add fuel to the fire. She slowly moved forward, her eyes constantly observing any of his movements, acting like a cautious cat as she crawled her way in between his legs. Hana’s father would not be considered small by anyone’s standards but the way her small dainty hands contrasted against his thick shaft, it made him look absolutely enormous, it was a wonder how he’d managed to cram it into such a tight, little body like hers.

Hana didn’t waste her time once she was seated in between his thick, powerful thighs. Her small tongue darted out of her pink lips, moving down low between his cheeks to caress his anus, knowing how much he enjoyed it. The first time he had asked her to do so she had put up a fight, she had been disgusted by the very thought of it, but he had quickly beaten that disgust out of her until she learned to enjoy it. Her soft full lips then moved up his perineum, leaving light sensual kisses all the way up to his scrotum. Paying special attention to his full, cum laden balls, she licked, sucked and even popped each one into her, hot wet mouth before she continued up the underside of his dick.

As soon as she noticed her father starting to rouse from his sleep she greeted him good morning, her large brown eyes staring up at him with a mixture of lust and fear. She waited with bated breath to see his reaction at waking up to find his little girl between his legs, helping herself to his fat cock.

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[Death by orgasm]

Like Father, Like Son

Wei Shueg was the son of immigrant parents who had fled to American during the 1970's looking for economic prosperity. Their form of the American Dream had been to own a moderate sized farm up in rural California. The farm was about a dozen acres, with a very small set of farm hands to get the work done. They worked long, hard and tedious hours for meager living, but they were making it work. Wei as soon as he was 6 was had been given a full-day's worth of responsibilities that he'd be need to do 6 days a week, until he was 12 when it became an everyday job with seldom days off. From that moment forward he had lived a hardened life, devoid of leisure, defined by work. He learned that life had a cost, that needed to be maintained, and sometimes hardship happened regardless of how hard you worked. Wei's father was highly abusive to his mother, it would come in waves spaced out by a couple of years. Whenever there was a stressful year, its when things would get ugly, screaming fights more nights half of those fights turning into physical altercations. Bruises, black eyes, missing teeth, a few broken bones inflicted to his mother over the years. However distressing and troubling their household could be at times, they were all they had in America. There was no one who his mother knew in California, let alone anywhere else in the country--it'd be one thing to leave he husband, but she could never leave her only son. She was blindly obedient and faithful to her abuser until he finally passed in 2001, and she lived only a couple years passed him. Wei and Aiko had been engaged when his father passed, and married when his mom died--it was that trauma in his life that had turned him from being a little rough around the edges to out-right abusive causing their marriage to deteriorate to their inevitable divorce leaving him with their young daughter.

Wei had worked on the family farm until he was 18, and was allowed to move away to a sunny suburb of N Cali landing a construction job. From his lifetime of farm work he was naturally very fit just not very ripped. Standing just under 6', he weighed about 190 of mostly muscle, when he got to the new job of brawny men. They worked hard, with exceptional amounts of physical labor, combine that with ample amounts of protein and you'll grow. His once fit, strong, and generally average body--he looked like someone who always played a sport, just in shape but with a farmers grip that could probably break someone's hand if he had too. After a couple years of putting up buildings, he was massive by comparison, he was just thick. Huge arms, wide forearms, bulging chest with an insanely broad back. His back tapered down with his powerful glutes, and massive thighs; as big as he looked he was still very flexible and limber.

Unlike his father, he was a completely different breed of monster. His rage was completely subjective and misplaced since he had a very well paying job. Most of it was violent emotional displacement, most of Wei's outbursts were completely random, and sometime unprompted. His strength easily triple of his slender father, his hits were all heavy. Assault leading to sexual assault, into a perpetual living hell for his wife. On one hand, it was almost remarkable she lasted so many years with his torture on her. He'd put his dad to shame, he'd choked her unconscious countless times, knocked her out half a dozen times, magically never breaking any of her bones. His verbal and mental abuse with threatening to kill her was heavy, with his menacing size difference, and prior history with her, sometimes he'd push her into hysterical sobbing at his feet begging to spare her life. He'd really mastered this, and even more so hiding the worst of it from their daughter at all times. That was Aiko's whole thing, that it was her burden on herself and not Hana; at least up until she ran out on them.

When Aiko had left them in the middle of the night only taking two very small bags with her, she left no note or anything for Hana explaining herself. It would have been too dangerous, so she fled and faded into the wind like a ghost. With Hana's trust, commitment shattered, she was easily manipulated by her father into becoming a studious house servant, cooking, and cleaning almost immediately after they had been abandoned. Everything was now being focusing on just them as a unit, an inseparable Father and daughter who only have each other, simulating what his parents had to endure as new immigrants in the country. Wei had isolated Hana very slowly from her friends and school-life over the years. She had stopped seeing her friends so much, but they kept in contact through texting. Soon weekends with her friends were, every other weekend, or sometimes just once a month. All during this time, Hana had been going through puberty he had been demonstrating just how far her body was changing. First was the forced stripping, then naked cuddling, and it descended rapidly down hill from there.

The boiling point had been one night after a long day, all he wanted to do is have someone bouncing up on and down on top of him. She had resisted enough for him to get the frustrated and beat her bloody until she was to battered to stop him. Once he had gotten what he wanted, he wasn't any gentler with her first time, his brutish body roughly bucked his hips into her savagely slowing down no matter how much she screamed. It took her two weeks to fully recover physically from his attack, at this point she had learned she had been withdrawn from school as her social life as slipping away from her more and more. She had been nearly hysterical for the month after that, with much more beatings, screaming, and sexual abuse. It had taken about 6 more months to break her down mentally and physically enough where she knew nothing else but complete servitude could result in a severe punishment. It didn't take a whole lot to make you regret your stupidity, just one hit was enough to ruin your day if not your week. Only thing worse than his bursts of explosive pain, was when he was pulling his punches and dragging it out as long as possible. Through either direct or the implication of violence, he was always able to get exactly what he wanted out of his slave Hana.

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It had been about a 6 months since they had been functioning on better terms, as long as Hana did was she was expected, she'd be left for the most
part unharmed. He would still rough her up for fun from time to time, the size difference between them was jarring, he towered over here, him having almost 6" on her, with him musclar frame completely dwarfing her slender body. They had gone through their first semester doing the home-school option as to completely dominate her life, while it took a lot of adjusting, with Hana being less than cooperative through the transition, or maintaining the work load. Wei making sure to give her an extra intensive curriculum to keep her busy most of the day with her homework.

Going as far to enact a rule that they could mess around or have an sexual contact during the school week, unless he decided otherwise. Keeping hard and fast to that rule, making Hana's teenage hormones play the Devil's Advocate leaving her begging for her cock on some school-nights. They had their fun time on the weekends only, and Friday nights after she's completely all of her homework.One week since school had been released for Summer Vacation and Wei had lifted their smut ban during the week, but they really hadn't had a big all-day romp that they typically had on the weekends. Wei had felt someone carefully crawling onto his bed, and gracefully getting into his sheet positioning herself in between his large, powerful legs. She skillfully lapped at his puckered anus, before kissing up to his sac, licking and worshiping them for a moment before moving up to his thick shaft. Just like the rest of his body, it was large and extra thick. So thick that Hana's
fingers couldn't wrap the base of it. Licking the underside of his cock, her daddy finally was stirred away, he had been moaning and unconsciously reacting to her loving wake-up call. Historically, her father wasn't so keen on being woken up before he naturally arose, but there were exceptions.

Her hot breath and kisses on his perineum had left him immediately rock hard. His hormones had been stirred heavily, and he was feeling in a loving mode rather than an authoritative one. Reaching down without saying anything to his well-trained whore he gripped her hair as he raised his hips up pushing his perineum back to her lips making her sloppily kiss his lightly hairy gouche. Hana was very vocal about not wanting to have to do anything involving his ass, but her father had been more insistent that this was a non-negotiable matter. It had actually been the last time that had gotten into a big fight. She complained and resisted giving him a quality rimjob, and he had convinced her she actually enjoyed them more than she thought.

After a few minutes of his groin being kissed, tongued, and sucked on, he pulled his daughter up on top of his firm naked body, her small frame hugging around his chiseled torso. Her soft flesh pressed against his strong chest and abs, with his girthy cock head poking into her hot, wet slip through her thong, sliding the fabric off of her waist, she wriggled free from her thin clothing as their nude bodies pressed against each other. Him positioning himself where she slide back onto his cock, his head pressing through her lubricated lips. Despite their frequency that they fucked, his penis was just over 9" in length and 2.5" thick in diameter, it was always a tight fight getting into Hana, it always took a fer moments for them to get their momentum going. Wei taking his right arm wrapping around her back, with his hand grabbing at the base of her scalp. Pulling her head back as his hot shaft penetrating her as her velvety walls clung to his invading thrusts. His left hand wrapping downwards around her waist, holding her firmly where he wanted her. After a couple minutes of him slowly rolling their hips together, working up their speed and ease of him splitting her down the middle.

Without warning, he starting shallow pumping back and forth smoothly into her; his fingers digging into the flesh of her hip holding her steady as his fast thrusting around 120 BPM, thrusting in and out of her twice a second. His humping was gentle and shallow, with only the first few inches. After 5 minutes, he pushed deeper into her, keeping the same rapid pace without slowing down or speeding up, his abs and back contracting and flexing as he worked his daughter like the dirty whore she is. 5 minutes, and he's pushing his entire length into her drilling her as she was held in place, 5 more minutes, he's pushing harder into her as his large balls slap into her echoing into the musky air of his bedroom.

Half an hour later, he suddenly stops and pulls out of her without cumming, giving Hana her first break from his relentless fucking. Speaking up, his gravely voice was low but sincere, "We're gonna have a good play day, since you've been such a good girl lately. We're gonna both be getting a serious work out today, you've earned it baby." Releasing his grip from her hair, and relaxing his grip across her waist, he have her a huge slap on her left ass-check, "Get back on and you ride me until you don't think you can ride me any longer." Sitting up leaning forward, his hands caressed her face, giving her a deep, tongue heavy kiss, "Morning baby, Daddy loves you, you know that right?" Laying back down, he slapped her pink, tender ass check again, "Get moving'."