The Buffalo - Sex Stories

The Buffalo

... unforgiving metal table and looked to her right, where her father was preparing a syringe. She started to shake. Her pink, youthful legs and arms quivered with fear. The needle looked to be over two inches long, and it was much thicker than she was used to. He pulled a vial filled with clear fluid from his jeans pocket and stuck the needle through the metallic seal. He pulled back half way and retracted it, as he walked over to his trembling little girl and sat down on his doctor’s stool. “Daddy…daddy please, it’s so big.” As the words came out of her mouth, her sobbing picked up, and the tears flowed from her beautiful eyes. “I know baby, but this is a new formula. You’ll just have to bear with it.” He looked down at his daughter with warmth that belied his dark intentions. “It’ll be over before you know it.” “PLEASE DADDY, PLEASE DON’T DO IT”, she sobbed. “I have to baby girl. It’s been a month.” He firmly grasped his daughter’s swollen tit orb. Then, with surgical precision, he centered the needle on the sobbing girl’s engorged nipple and began to push. She screamed in terror, the pain excruciating. Every muscle in her body franticly contracted in a futile effort to escape the thin steel rod pushing deep into her meaty breast. Though it felt like hours to Jenny, it was only seconds before the needle was completely buried in her breast; the syringe resting on top of her tumescent nipple. She watched in horror as her father thumbed the plunger, and pressed down on it. Her ...

... tit flesh burned inside the taught skin of her rounded breast mound and her scream heightened in pitch. The flame persisted even when her father withdrew the needle and began to refill it. A red drop of blood erupted from the tiny hole in her nipple, as her father reached across her chest and grabbed her other breast. By now, Jenny was nearly hysterical. “DADDY PLEASE, NOT AGAIN! PLEASE DADDY, DON’T DO MY OTHER TITTY!” she screamed in terror. Her father ignored her, plunging the needle deep into her fleshy mound. Again, her eyes watched in stupefied horror as the steel rod pushed through her nipple and into her swollen breast. Jenny swung her head side to side, crying hysterically as the clear liquid was forcibly injected into her bulging titty. The needle withdrawn, she sobbed at the sight of her youthful breasts, both very swollen, as she bled lightly from both nipples. Jenny could see the white marks left by her father’s large hands gradually diminish on her crimson skin. Her titties would swell up even more, she knew, as the drug took effect over the next few hours. She continued to sob quietly as her father discarded the syringe and the empty glass vial. Her torment was not over yet. Nothing was said as her daddy pulled his jeans down his strong legs and began to unbutton his shirt. His slim but robustly muscular physique came into view. Her eyes widened as he removed his white cotton underwear. This part of the ritual she knew well. Her eyes followed his distended cock as ...