I choked out trying to gasp for air. He let go pleased he had cut some of my airflow off. He threw my head down and moved down and i felt something at...my entrance. Time to make my little girl a big girl. he said and I felt him enter me. I let out a scream and wriggled and fought to get away. Nooo daddy! Daddy no! Stop daddy! I begged and pleaded. But alas it was no luck. He pushed in harder and further and smiled at my struggle. oh daddy loves his baby girl. So tight. So wet! he groaned. Daddy. He must be almost done with her. In a day or two he would leave her on a street somewhere and somebody would get her to a hospital and she could try to get her life together again.He entered the room, smiling cheerfully"Well, he said, how are we on this fine morning?"She weakly shook her head."Oh, look here."he said fingering the dildo, "I seem to have left one of my toys out. Shall I put it away?"He grasped the dildo and ripped it from her body. She screamed weakly and passed out as her. I was determined she wouldn't see me cum, no matter what. Sure, I had learned about masturbation by then, and I did it sometimes, even though it was considered a grave sin in my religion. The times I did play with myself would produce an orgasm that was the best feeling in the world, but I wasn't old enough yet to produce semen. Even so, I knew what we were doing was wrong, but I had neither the will nor the desire to stop it. I was completely powerless under my cousin's spell; I knew it. “He is not for you, my foolish little sister. In a few days he will be back in England. Or he will be captured by the Germans. He might even be killed if they have a mind to do so. It is not for us to know.” She spoke without emotion, merely stating the facts. Genvieve’s face darkened in a look of horror. “Oh, Jeannette, do not say that! Do not even think it!” Jeannette went to the table and took the chair opposite her sister. She reached across the well-worn wooden table and grasped her hand..