" My father was drunk?"I'm going to bed." He walked sorta sideways, leaning against the wall and waving at me over his shoulder.I could smell the alco...ol on his breath, although he didn't look terrible. His hair was still combed, his suit didn't look all rumpled the way I might have expected. But the man was plainly drunk as hell and I had to grin. I'd seen my dad a little buzzed maybe, like after too many beers at a barbecue once, but this was really strange. I wasn't totally sure he'd make it. He was slow about it ... slow enough that she got impatient, but she controlled herself as he bent over and shoved his suit down. When he stood she stared. She'd seen plenty of these on the internet, but it wasn't the same. It was only about four inches long, for one thing. It looked like an under-stuffed sausage, maybe. The foreskin covered the tip, but there was a raised ring in the loose skin about an inch back that went all the way around it. She saw a thick blue vein, visible through the. She would learn. Regardless.For the next two days Suzie was either left with her ankles chained, or she was spread out on the bed and raped. She lost count of the times she had been abused, and neither screaming or struggling could stop it.There seemed to be several men taking her, sometimes one immediately after another, sometimes at separate times. There was no let up. Her inner thighs were bruised, but the worst pain came from her butt cheeks, the brand was slowly healing, but would take. Hmm should I make you wet or fuck your dry pussy?” He shoved a thick finger deep inside her and River screamed in shock and pain. It felt as if she were filled to the brim with only one finger and it hurt. Hurt so badly she wanted to cry. “Mm you’re so tight my little slut. I don’t think I can wait to make you ready for my dick.” The hand that fingered her returned to her throat and he smiled and said, “Scream for me bitch.” Without anymore warning he shoved his thick cock deep into her pussy.