Her Mom had never told her the reason, but it was now clear to her. Somehow, her mother discovered the truth about her father’s nature, and tried to...get away from him, also fighting so hard for full custody to save her life. ‘Okay, okay, you’re right! He’s guilty, my Dad is guilty! He’s a rapist! I am the daughter of a rapist!’ she sobbed. Looking at the weeping teenage girl on the bed, tied to the posts, Smith for once felt some regret about having planned this kind of revenge. How could he. She takes several minutes to catch her breath before finally pulling herself to her feet. Can you help me remove this? she asks while bending over one of the tables in the room to expose her cucumber filled cunt to him. Why not leave it there? he suggests jokingly. She just frowns at him in annoyance until he finally reaches into her cunt and pulls it out. She quivers at the sensation before suddenly squatting down as clear liquid starts to spray from her. After everything she has been through. She got up and stripped out of her teddy and heels and pulled down the bed sheets. She then went over and turned the air conditioner down to 60 degrees and led him into bed. She cuddled him and held his flaccid cock firm as they both drifted off to sleep. During the night Darla had trouble sleeping because her mind was filled with erotic visions and her pussy was still wet, though sore, from the fucking it had just received. As she slept her hands drifted down to her muff and dipped her fingers. When she entered the back room there was a pile of clothes and a note. Wear this AND ONLY this cunt, it said. The top was white, thin with a deep v neck that reached down to her navel where it was cut off revealing her midriff. The skirt was a micro mini that just about covered her ass. There was also a collar that she put around her neck, and knee length black latex boots with a 5 inch heel. She looked both stunning and slutty in equal measure.She walked out to mass applause and a range of.