It was now the weekend, Friday night and everyone had gone out except me. Dad had gone away for the weekend and my brothers and sister were out on the...town, l didn’t feel like going out, just to settle down, watch a film with a bottle of wine in my dressing gown. I looked through the videos to see what there was and came across ‘nine and a half weeks’, my sister had told me she’d watched it and said it was actually quite good for a soft porn film. O why not l thought, l’d take a look and see. I got up and put my briefs and slacks back on. Amy was scared and went into the back garden but I just sat down in the lounge.I was scared too and perhaps should have gone upstairs to her and at least face her like a man but what could I say to her? ‘Sorry?’ That would be pathetic. No form of apology could ever placate what I had just done. I had fucked our daughter. Not even the semantics of her not being my real daughter would stand up to the fact that I had fucked the daughter that I had. Once we joined Belle and her father as husband and wife, they busily set about the business of raising a family, Belle giving birth to a son and a daughter not quite a year apart. But soon after they went on a long-distance pick, leaving their kids behind with Aunt Missy in order to treat themselves on a belated belated honeymoon.The corner’s inquest found that their minivan was doing over 100 MPB when it tried squeezing under a fully loaded big rig trailer. Bud, beheaded, died instantly, but. ??It’s not free. After he finishes I have to spend some time torturing him.? Shauna grins.Tara snickers. ?Poor baby, I bet it’s hard.??It would be if I didn’t make him wear a cock cage.? They both laugh.Tara takes a puff of her cigarette. ?So, how do you torture him??Shauna smiles. ?He has a plug in his ass while he works. It helps him think about me even when I’m not there. It’s also fun to watch how uncomfortable it makes him. After he finishes the housework, I chain him up by the foot of my.