The "family"arrived home from lunch with sister Chambers. Mischa had hoped that her father would forget his sick Sunday ritual. But Mischa knew not to hope because hope always failed her in the end. She tried unsuccessfully to sneak to her room but Peter's booming voice made her halt. "Bedroom. now." her Father commanded. Mischa knew better than to try and resist as she had done in the pass. The last time she had tried to resist her mother had assisted her father in helping him to tie her to the bed where he flogged her with his studded belt as he raped her violently in her ass. Mischa had bled for three days straight. It had been the most painful experience of her life to date and she would rather not have that repeated. She went at once obeying her father to the bedroom. She knew what she had to do once she was there. She stripped down to her under wear feeling a cold chill creep up her spine despite the warm air of the room. Her father gestured with his hand for her to proceed. She removed her white lacy bra and matching under wear. Her father insisted on lace and on matching under garments. She could feel a sob catch in the back of her throat as her father rubbed his calloused hands all over her soft body. Beginning at her neckline to land pass her knees. He cupped one breast and she flinched and whimpered at the same Time. This seemed to excite her father as there was nothing he loved more in the world than feeling his daughter's skin against his. He felt excited. Mischa could see the bulge in his pants. He never bothered to get completely naked. Only removing his shirt. "kneel" he commanded and Mischa knew that he meant for her to give him a blow job. She resisted a moment too much for her father rammed his manhood into her mouth causing Mischa to gag and choke. He didn't stop until Mischa began to heave violently chucking up a mixture of Sister Chambers' famous rice and peas...along side her father's sperm. At the sight of her vohmit her father became instantly angered. He pushed her face downward until it was rubbing in vohmit and sperm. He ignored Mischa as she sobbed. "Clean this up." he muttered as he walked to the bathroom.
