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We Told You to Stay Away From Him ((Me and Tyr))

The girl was writhing and squirming as she gripped the sheets. There was no doubt if she was in pleasure or pain, from the moans that grew louder and louder. Giovanni could feel as her body responded, as she gave in to the pleasure, and finally her willing and enthusiastic participation in the act. So his body met hers, his thrusts matched by her pushing back, now they were working together to achieve mutual satisfaction in this carnal act.

So he plowed, plunged, and thrust with abandon, the only thought in the world was enjoying the moment, basking in the euphoria of it. When she asks for it harder, he can do nothing but give it to her harder, to deny her need was to deny his own. So his thick long aroused shaft plowed her tight pussy, its length coated in her juices. His eyes watching her, thrilling off of her response and need, it so energized him to take it to the next level, to make drive her to the highest peak possible.
 
Leila could feel it when he began to thrust into her more quickly and harder then ever before, and she loved it. Her moans grew louder, almost as loud as that wonton maids had been. She could feel her climax, it was so close. The sweat was building up on her body as she impaled her self on his cock, meeting his thrusts.

Her arms moved up to wrap them around his neck, her hands lactching on and her nails digging into his skin. She looked into his eyes, the desire and need evident in her own. She was panting for air and moaned out "oh god, don't stop". She only needed a little more to tip her over the edge.
 
The young girl’s body responded in such a natural fashion, as she seemed to give into her feelings and enjoyed the carnal act they were performing. Giovanni didn’t give the young thing any chance to catch her breath or second-guess what they were doing, his cock forcing the only answer he wanted from her, to submit, to give in to the pleasure.

Oh, I’m not going to stop, and God has nothing to do with this, I promise you that.

The veined one eyed snaked pierced her body, plugging her full of hard cock, its surface pulsing and throbbing as it plunges into the young girl’s body. Before he was done, she would be a woman, no turning back, no longer an innocent little girl. His own grunts grew as the intensity increased. Did he hear the footsteps at the door, or notice that the door was opening, not in the slightest. The only thing Giovanni was aware of was the young girl writhing beneath him, his manhood deep in her tightness, and the smacking sound of their bodies colliding together.

Cum for me baby, cum all over my cock! I know you want it! You want to be my nasty little girl, don’t you?

The words meant for hear alone, now fell on two pairs of unintended ears, as Leila’s parents entered the room, their view blocked by a gossamer fabric on the side of the bed. All they knew for sure was a man was in their daughter’s room, it still wasn't clear what was going on.
 
Leila continued to moan loudly. His words only spurred her on more. She gasped as she finally came around his cock, her pussy cleaching down onto him tightly. "Oh fuck!" she moaned loudly. She had never felt so much pleasure in her life. She panted for air as she came down from the euphoria of her orgasm.

She too had not heard the footsteps either. She looked up at him, biting down on her lower lip, a litttle embaressed by what she had done and the sounds she had made.
 
As the girl spasms, her orgasm wracking her young body, Giovanni howls in pleasure for his cock is being massaged by her clenching pussy. Such a raw, sexual experience was hard to find, and Giovanni reveled in it as he tried to maintain control, however such wasn’t possible, his body must have satisfaction, and delaying it any further was even beyond his considerable abilities.

Yes… YES … OH FUCK YES!

Though his mind was awash in pleasure, he had enough sense, to withdraw, rather than filling her with his seed, risking the quickening of a child in her belly. So just as he is about to blow his load, he quickly withdraws from her once virgin hole, and grasps his amble and bulging length, stroking it as his seed erupts forth. Across her belly, tits, and up to her face his sticky ropes of cum land. Even as the total euphoria of orgasm spread over his body, he’s moving forward, over her body, so his thick shaft may slide again between those sexy lips of her mouth. Giovanni lets the head of his cock; rub against her face, leaving little residual trails of cum on her cheeks and chin.

The two parents, normally not in the least worried about sexual activities, are aghast at what is obviously going on. Leila’s value to the family as a daughter was solely based on her being virginal, and if she were spoiled then, what hopes they had to forward their position in life would be diminished by her inability to abstain. At best their hopes would be to wed her to a very old man, than might fail to notice her condition. Ezio Romano was already moving forward to pull back the thin fabric, knowing what he would find.
 
Leila felt him pull from her and she blushed lightly as he moved up to slide in cock in between her lips. She suckled on it light before she pulled her mouth of it.

It was then that the bedside curtains were drawn and she looked up to see the face of her rather angry looking father. Her mother was standing behind him and gasped, putting her hands over her mouth, looking surprised.

Leila felt the fear wash over her body. She didn't know what her father would do to her, but she was certain it would not be good.
 
There Giovanni was, his thick cock lodged between her lips, her face and body splattered in his seed, and her father pulls back the bed screen. What could he say; it wasn’t like what he’d done wasn't in clear evidence. So he just turned his head and smiled at the parents, and gave a smart ass comment, never making any effort to get off the girl or remove his slick length from her mouth.

Well now, isn’t this awkward.

Ezio saw all his years of effort slipping away, because his fucking daughter couldn’t keep her legs together, just like her mother. The only thing worse would be to find her with the stable boy or some other worthless servant. What the hell was he going to do, could he turn this miserable situation around, and save this? No matter what he need to extract her and figure away out of this nightmare.

Get off my daughter now … Sir!

Ezio is already reaching down to extract his daughter, the stupid little slut.
 
Leila was surprised when he made the smart ass remark to her fathers face. Had her father been a higher rank then him, she expected this would have turned out a lot worse. She was still scared of what he was about to do.

She felt his hand grasp her arm and pull her off the bed, which he did with apparent ease. She looked at her father. He had hit her in the past, and she was bracing her self for the sting of the slap to come.

Her mother said nothing and only watched. She had expected her mother to say something, anything, but she didn't, only looked away, turning away from her.
 
Giovanni could see this degenerating into a problem, not one of course that put himself at any real risk. Still he was a bit pissed off about the intrusion, and wasn’t really in the mood for an argument, even if he had culpability in the matter. So he slid off the young women’s naked chest, his large slick length slipping from the young girl’s mouth. The father leaning over and pulling his daughter from the well used bed, Giovanni watched for a moment, and turned his head to the mother, so only she could see. What made him do the next thing was sheer confidence or absolute arrogance, as he smiled at the mother and winked, his hand slowly sliding up and down his length as he did so. Being filthy rich and powerful did have its advantages and allowed him to disregard the consequences of his actions. Never did a word of apology escape his lips, because he wasn't. His eyes were for a moment, very inappropriately leering at the mother.

Ezio was pulling his daughter from the bed, his mind still trying to find a solution to this nightmare. Till this moment, he’d never realized how grown up his daughter had gotten, as he never seen her in this condition, since she was a very young child. She was of course no older than several of the young serving girls, which he’d over the years given his personal attention to. Though a god-fearing man, he realized that strong sexual desires and needs ran deep in his family, and such beauty even if it was his daughter was hard to ignore. So as one hand pulled her from the bed, the other wrapped around her to help her stand, the strong reek of sex filling his nostrils as she got closer. A new disconcerting feeling adding to the confusion in his mind.
 
Elena gasped a little when their host just turned and winked at her, whilst rubbing his cock. Normally she would have been fine with it, had the circumstances been different. Right now she was more appalled then angry. She didn't know what to say.

Leila looked up at her father as he helped her to stand. She still stood meekly in fear, unsure of what he would do, or how he would handle this. She turned her head away and closed her eyes, whimpering a little, waiting for the slap that she knew was comming. she had no idea that her father was getting turned on whilst she was in this state.
 
The reek that filled the room, the raw scent of sex that wafted off his young daughter’s body was hard to ignore. The jumbled emotions Ezio felt as he touched her naked body, drawing her away from that monster, the man who’d defiled his daughter, using her like some common whore. How dare he touch his daughter? Ezio arm wraps around Leila to protect her as he attempts to move her towards the door. Anger wells up, till finally he has to say something.

How could you?

The words could have been meant for either party.

Couldn’t you keep your legs together?

The anger obviously was directed at his daughter.

Giovanni says nothing, simply sliding off of the bed to stand, next to Elana. The large well used appendage dangling between his legs, coated in his crime. Supremely confident and obviously not concerned he watches as father and daughter make their way towards the door. He turns back to watch the mother, his eyes still have hunger in them, his hand still stroking his length. A master of his world, none would dare challenge him, his attention now solely on Elana.
 
Leila felt her fatherâ??s arm wrap around her and pull her away from Giovanni. She looked at him as he spoke to her in anger. Now it was her turn to be angry. What made him so god dam special. A frown came across her features and she roughly pulled away from him. She turned away and covered herself with a robe that had been hanging on the wall by a hook.

Leila turned back to him, a glare in her eyes that neither of her parents would have ever seen.

"And what makes you and mother and different from me!? I saw what you did with the maid! The way you bent her over a stool as she begged for you to fuck her! The way that your sweat covered her body. Just the way that mother bent over and took it from a horse trainer! Don't you dare deny it! You've taught me to avoid the pleasures of life, whilst indulging in them your selves my entire life! Who are you to judge me! Your both whores your selves!" she said angrily.

Leila would have never dared challenge her father on anything a few months ago, and she would not have even dreamed to insulting them.

Elena saw Giovanni move to stand near her, and she immediately felt very uncomfortable and began to take baby steps in the opposite direction. She was shocked. She had raised her daughter better than this. Giovanni had poisoned her against them, and there was really nothing they could do.
 
Ezio knew as much as he wanted to that confronting Giovanni was social and economic suicide, so the only outlet for his anger and frustration was his daughter. Still when she verbally confronted him, it cut a wound deep. Even as he responded he was pushing and dragging her through the door, moving her ever closer to her parents room.

How dare you. HOW DARE YOU! I am you father, and you will do at you are told! You have no idea what you are talking about. There is a difference between an adult and a child!

Giovanni watches, never saying a thing till the father and daughter are out of the room. Giovanni was comfortable that Leila could fight her own fights, and that she was completely capable of handling her father, how and what exactly happened was up to them, now his attention and thoughts were elsewhere. So he watches as Elana, knowing she was the kind of woman, attracted to powerful men. The kind that played the game, and did it well, but had more than likely never faced a true opponent, one that was stronger, faster and more powerful than her. One that could truly make her feel helpless. Giovanni moves just slightly imposing himself between Elena and the door.

Hopefully he’s not too rough on her, well not so rough that she doesn’t enjoy it. She's got a lot of you in her, you know that?

Giovanni's voice so calm, so collected.
 
"I'm not a child! You just treat me like one, blinding yourself to that fact that Iâ??m not that 5 year old girl that you used to discipline!" she said as she was pushed and dragged out the door.

"You taught me that sex was wrong, and disgusting, and its only purposed was for producing offspring. You lied! You and mother have always been indulging yourself behind closed doors! So whatâ??s wrong now father, is your bartering tool not as enticing as you hoped to be? Who will you marry me to now?" she attacked him with a venom in her voice.

Elena watched as he moved himself in-between him and the door. She looked at him and said "You have poisoned our daughter against us. This is your fault" she said frowning at him. She looked for a way she might move out of the room. She didn't want to disgrace her family further.
 
Ezio took his daughter’s words and used them to stroke his anger and frustration with the situation. He continued to push, prod and pull his daughter towards his room, his mind awash with the disaster of her lost virginity.

Oh we’re going to find somebody; maybe some wizened fat old man to take you. Some one willing to overlook your infidelities and dalliances, and take you as deflowered.

Ezio realized as he reached the bedroom door that his wife wasn’t following, more than likely she was giving Mr. Medici as piece of her mind, and trying to do some damage control.

I've just been too lenient with you.


Giovanni just smiled as the mother vented her anger on him. Accusing him of being the one primarily at fault and of his corrupting the daughter, which of course was hard to deny when he was guilty of both. Being the strong willed confident man he was, he refused to back down, and instead went on the attack.

Maybe it’s my fault and maybe it isn’t. You both are the ones that lied to your own daughter, preaching one set of moral values, while living another.

Giovanni steps a little closer, from whom Leila got her beauty and fire.

Are you afraid of what she has done or are you more afraid of what has been awoken with in her? I doubt you’ve ever regretted the first time you were taken by a man, the first time you realized what the true pleasures of the flesh are.

Giovanni makes another steps closer, his eyes never leaving Elana.
 
"My infedelities! Hah! Tell me father, how many of the house swervants have you and mother had your way with, you probably dont even know, but I would imagine you've had each of them atleast once" she said as he pushed her through the door to her parents room.

She turned to face him with an angry glare in her eyes and said "Whats it like, living a lie everyday of your life. Whats it like having a double life. Preaching morals in one, and fucking everything that walks in the other?" she attacked him

Elena looked at him as he moved closer to her. She seemed to frown at him and said " Had she never met you I would not be afraid of what you have brought out of her".

"Kindly step away from me sir, and let me pass" she said moving to walk past him.
 
How dare you! Who do you think you are! You have no right to question me, I’m your father!

The anger increases with each of his daughter's confrontational accusations. With her completely pushed into the suite that Ezio shared with his wife, he slams the door behind him, not wishing for others to pry into family business. With the door shut, he turns his daughter around and back hands her across the face, his rage spilling over. That there was logic or reason to her argument was irrelevant.

We raised you, fed you, and you show us this disrespect.


Down the hall from confrontation and out of earshot Giovanni smiles at Elena as she explains his fault in the matter. Blatantly ignoring her request, he continues to step forward, not in the least concerned about her protests.

I only brought out of her what you put in. She is your daughter, and she has the same craving that you have. That hunger that can’t be denied, that must be satisfied and satiated.

Giovanni is standing but inches from her, still completely naked, and not in the least timid or embarrassed by his condition.

Or are you afraid? Afraid to admit the pleasure and joy you get in submitting.
 
Leila felt him push her into the room. He still was refusing to admit he was in the wrong as well as her mother. She felt him turn around, the backhand throwing her back onto the floor. She looked up at him angrilly, cradling her swelling face and her bleeding mouth.

Leial glared at him and said "I don't respect Liars and cheats!" she said as tears formed in her eyes from the pain she felt.

Elena frowned a little more when he continued to step towards her. She listened to his words and said "I'm not afraid of anything, and certainly not you" she said. A bluff as she was pretty much trapped in this room with him, not knowing how she could get out.
 
What! What did you just say?

Ezio moves up to tower over her prone form as he continues with his verbal tirade.

You’re nothing, if it wasn’t for your mother and I. We put through school, we bought the clothes on your back, and we gave you the perfect life. All you had to do was keep your legs together, but no the first hard cock, and your open for business like a common street whore.

The anger continues as he reaches down and grabs her head by the hair, forcing her to look at him and answer.


Giovanni, smiles not believing for a moment that she didn’t have some fear. His hand reaches out and very inappropriately begins to grope her tit, roughly pawing the ample mound

You see this is how it’s going to be. I’m going to fuck your hot little daughter, anytime I want, and in any hole I want. Maybe I’ll even let you watch again, if you ask nice. And do you know what you’re going to do, absolutely nothing.

The other hand crudely reaches between her legs, bringing the material up to her sex, as he boldly rubs her.

Now for the best part, I’m going take you, right after you’ve gotten on your knees and sucked your daughter’s virginity off of my cock. How does that sound?

The absolute power and confidence he projected was clear in each word and action.
 
Leila felt him pull her back to her feet by her hair and she winced in pain. She bit down on her lower lip as he yelled at her. She glared at him and said "Oh there were pleanty of chances for me to have sex even before I met Giovanni, and I probably would have, just like everyone else. But you and mother are the worlds biggest hypocirtes. I have sex once and Im a whore, You have sex 5 times a day with 5 different and your still a god loving charitable person. Who's the real whore father" she spat at him.

Elena jumped when he just reached out and began to grope her. She looked at him in shock and horror as he began to feel her up.

"Get you hands off me!" she said getting mroe pissed off by the second. She pulled away from him glareing and and said 'You'll do no such thing!"
 
You worthless little shit you threw it all away for some cock!

Ezio pushes her down as he attempts to get on top of her, pinning her to the floor, his legs across her lower abdomen. He grabs slaps her again, before grabbing her hands about the wrists so she can’t claw or rake him.

It may not matter to you, but you have put this family’s future at risk with your lack of will power. If you had to give something up, you could have let him fuck you up the ass, did you ever think of that?

Ezio found his heart pounding as he wrestled with her.


Giovanni laughs with a mocking tone, as Elana protests his indiscretion. Looking her right in the eye as she makes demands of him, his hands reach up in tandem to grab her dress at the neckline, one hand on each side. Without the least bit warning, he begin to rend the garment the hands pulling in opposite directions.

I’ll do any fucking thing I want. If I want something, then I’m going to have it, and right now I want you.
 
Leila cired out when he slapped her again. She was pinned to the ground by him and she could not move. She began to struggle underneath him, trying to get way, but he held her down tight. She grinned at his words and said "He's already had my ass before, Im not stupid. When I still cared about preserving my self I gave him my ass, but now I could careless, you and mother certainly dont" she said looking up at him.

Elena's fear began to grown when he reachs his hands up and began to rip her dress open. She tried to moved away, only to hit a wall. She looked at him and said "Step away from me sir" she said, the fear clearly in her eyes.
 
Ezio was infuriated, and now his own daughter declared how she’d given her ass to the rich noble and from the sounds of it very willingly. Now she was used and thus her value significantly devalued when it came to having her married to another rich family. He’d get more value, having her sell her ass on the street, than the social value she had because of her lack of being a virgin. What made it even worse was her defiant and insolent attitude.

Oh you little hussy, your mother and I are married, something you might never be. You like that cock don’t you; couldn’t get enough of it can you?

Ezio kept her pinned to the floor, his heart racing, as he confronted her.


Giovanni shoved Elena against the wall, not in the least concerned about the subtlety of his action. The hands pulling apart, continued to rend her outfit, splitting it down the middle. That what he was doing was illegal in almost any circumstance held no weight with him, because he wasn’t going to be denied. As she speaks, he presses his body lewdly against her, kicking her legs apart, as his head leans in to kiss her neck.

No I’m not going to step away, in fact, I plan to get a lot closer.
 
Leila looked up at him, watching the expressions on his face. She knew he was infuriated. She looked at him as he spoke and said "Not as much as you can't get enough of fucking the house servants. When he said that her mother and father were married she scoffed and said "your probably dont even make love together anymore, some marriage" she said.

Elena groaned a little when she was shoved against the wall. She felt his hands tearing her dress in two. She felt his lips on her neck and her hands pounded against his chest. "Get off me!" she cried out, trying to push him away.
 
Ezio was just tired of the insolence and disrespect, and now the little bitch was questioning his marriage, how dare she.

I don’t think you have to worry about your mother and I we have a very good relationship as we understand each other. And you don’t have to worry about the servants; I haven’t heard any of them complaining.

Keeping her pinned to the floor, he looks her over, and not in a fatherly way.

What you jealous sweetheart? Jealous you weren’t getting any cock?


Giovanni laughs as her, the more he attacked her, the more aroused he became.

Get off, oh I’m going to get you off, in fact we’re both going to get off.

Keeping her pressed against the wall, his mouth trails down her neck, lasciviously licking and nibbling at her, working his way down to her tit, were he mouth begins to hungrily feed, his teeth biting.
 
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