Possession: Christmas Vengeance - Chapter 3 - The Naughty List - edited - Sex Stories

Possession: Christmas Vengeance - Chapter 3 - The Naughty List - edited

... untie her, demanding I tell her what's going on.

"You're so noisy. That needs to stop right now." Her eyebrows furrow in shocked anger. She yells more. I walk over to her and slap her right in the face. Hard. The strength I have in this body. I like it. She buckles and falls, held up only by zip ties.

"Here's what's going to happen." I grab her hair and lift her up. At first she doesn't try to stand, her hair pulls hard, she squeals, then follows my pulling and stands.

"Do exactly what I say and I won't kill you. Do what I say, and I won't kill Ella." I look over at the precious girl, who stares back at me with wide teary eyes. I look back at Grace, who goes completely still, staring into my eyes in horror, unable to comprehend.

"Do what I say, and nothing happens... to the baby." At the reference to her newborn sleeping in the other room, Grace screams and thrashes against my hand, vicious, fighting me with everything she has. I shake my head in disappointment, letting go of her hair.

I climb onto the bed and straddle kneeling over Ella's belly. "Every time you complain, or fight, or anything I don't like, I'll do something you don't like." I grab one of Ella's tiny tits through her pajama top and twist hard. There's not much there at all, just a small mound and little nipple. But she squeals in agony.

A few seconds of muffled screaming from Ella, and Grace starts to change from anger to pleading. Her tone changes, now mumbling something repeatedly over and ...

... over. It sounds like she’s saying ‘OK OK OK’. Both girls are crying. I raise my eyebrow, staring at Grace. Then continue to torture Ella's nipple.

Grace is still pleading and squealing. "You're both still loud. Still annoying. Your choice ladies, naughty or nice?" I continue. She continues begging, shaking her head and sobbing hysterically. I crank on the girl's breast more, Ella keeps screaming in pain.

This continues for a few full minutes. They finally start to get the idea. That if they annoy me, for any reason, they regret it. A few minutes more, and they start to break. Ella seems to go numb to the pain, barely whimpering, just breathing heavily. Grace just looks away, silent and still, lifeless eyes.

"That's better," I say, finally letting go. Now I can finally have some fun.

I look down between Ella's legs. Her crotch has a little wet spot, the light pink fabric turned dark. A bit of pee trickled out in all her pain. I swoop down into 69 position on top of her. I bury my face in and inhale. My nose touching the little wet spot. Warm. The scent is sharp, sour. I lick my tongue out at it. Salty. Gross, but my dick swells in my shorts.

Her little face is turned away from her daddy’s crotch straddling her head. I hump down and slide my growing cock across her cheek through my pants. My balls sliding across her little ear and temple. I breathe in that scent again. My daughter's pussy, her piss.

I hear a mumbling complaint from my left as Grace forgot the ...