Amanda in the mm
"Hey momma's baby " Mary said as she woke up Amanda. I'm going to work but I will call you and speak to you throughout the day okay? Amanda nodded her head and said" I love you mama". Mary smiled and said I love you more baby, I have to go or I'll be late but you should get more rest.
Okay said Amanda, her momma kissed her head and then left out the room. It seemed as if as soon as Mary left, Amanda's soft snores started to fill the room.
As Amanda slept her father William was in the living room watching tv and he wanted to go in the room and wake Amanda , because today was the day that he was going to put his plan to motion, since Mary worked long hours he never really got to have sex with her. He was tired of pleasing him self, he wanted his women to, but since she worked long hours and would come home tired all the time she never was really up for sex. Day after day he was starting to realize how more and more his daughter was starting to look like her mother. He got off the couch and went to his daughters room and watched her sleep for about 5 minutes, he started to get hot, he knew it was wrong, his mind was saying he'll no but his bodies was saying something else. He walked over to her bed slowly and pulled the cover back.
Amanda felt her cover being pulled back and she started to rub her eyes, she sat right up and came eye to eye with the man that was supposed to be her father, William hesitated for a second then he crouched down and started gazing into her eyes, she just sat there and started giggling and said " daddy why are you staring at me? William wanted to get up and leave out of the room, he told him self to leave but his body made no movement, he just stayed gazing into her eyes. She became worried because he was just staring at her and not saying anything. He reached his hand out and rubbed her cheek and said you know your beautiful right baby?
Amanda replied with a" yes mama tells me all the time". As she spoke, he felt like he was more and more obligated to have sex with his daughter. William stood and went to his room and grabbed a condom returned to Amanda's room and began to close all of her curtains, closed her door and locked It. Amanda sat there not knowing what to do. She didn't know what her" father" was doing.
William came face to face with Amanda and pressed there lips together. Amanda tried to pull back but that only earned for her to be slapped. She started to cry, and William said" don't cry baby , daddy will make you feel all better". He kept kissing her and he tried to slide his tongue in her mouth, but Amanda didn't want this. She started kicking and screaming. William started to feel upon his daughter, grabbing her in areas that's not appropriate. He then started to get more and more fed up with her disobeying to please him. He continued to smack her. She began hollering. He pulled down his pants and slipped on his condom and yanked his daughter pants down. He started to feel on her swimsuit area, and she cried and cried for someone to help her, He began punching her square in her mouth, it hurted her so bad, all she could do was whimper while he did what he did to her. He then now was ready to take his daughters innocents. He pushed him self inside her and she screamed at the top of her lungs. Her screaming was music to his ears he just kept on pounding and pounding into his 11 year old daughters body. He looked down and saw all the blood over the condom followed by a pop, he felt relieved. He gave her a few more strokes and began saying" daddy made you feel better right" She began to cry harder. Stop dad please!! Is what she kept saying, but in his mind he was hearing, don't stop dad!.
Once he got off of her She rolled over and cried, her legs felt broken, like she couldn't walk but he knew he had to get his daughter cleaned up. He went and got in the shower and came back, little Amanda was still in the same position crying, and rocking her self back and forth. He picked her up and brought her to the bathroom for a shower, but Amanda didn't know that. She didn't know if he was going to hurt her more. He set her bath water and left and dried all of her blankets & sheets put them back on her bed. Amanda sat in the shower just staring at nothing in particular, she just sat there and sobbed.
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