His Perfect Daughter

Chapter 19

Sitting up, Hope realized she slept on the couch. No doubt her father was the one who covered her up. For once we didn't fight. Yesterday night felt nice...like how it used to be before the first incident. We talked, we laughed, we watched a few movies...Do I want to it to go back to being that way? No. I just wished there was a way I could convince him that it's normal what we feel...that it's right...that it's supposed to be like this. That's the main reason we keep fighting. I know it's because some of the stuff I did...but I can't help it. I want to do so much more. I don't know how to get him out of the denial phase. Hope sighed, looking over at the bag of journals.

She couldn't help it. She wanted more. This journal was all Hope had and she knew seeing it was much better than her sex dreams. Hope felt guilty considering these were her father's journals and he had no idea she was invading his privacy at the highest degree. "Sorry dad. I need this. It's your fault." Hope affirmed while taking out the same journal as before "16/January" and closing her eyes as the terrible ringing in her ears returned.

Did it work this time? Hope questioned as she opened her eyes and sure enough, the scene before her answered her question. She sat in the same spot she did the first time, making sure not to make a sound, turning her attention to them.

"Watch carefully." Esther voiced as she spread her labia with her index finger and her ring finger, she began to rub against her clit using her middle finger. "Do the same thing to her." Esther stated while glancing over at Niklaus and Helena.

"Mother, I don't think this is a good idea. She's scared." Niklaus spoke as he watched Helena's figure tremble.

"I didn't ask for your opinion, Niklaus. I gave you an order. Are you going to obey your mother or do I have to make you understand?" Esther grunted, stopping her demonstration.

Dad just listen and do it. Hope exclaimed, her heart pounding painfully against her chest, as she focused on them. She felt sorry for Helena. The girl was visibly shaking like a leaf. Anyone could see that. I'm sorry...I know she's scared but some how I feel it's going to be worse if he doesn't listen...Hope thought as she pressed a palm against her chest.

As if he hadn't just heard Esther, he sat there motionless as before, staring into the frightened girl's eyes with an understanding.

"It seems you made your choice. Unfortunately for you, she will be the one paying for the consequences." Esther casually revealed as she stood up and flung Niklaus against the wall. She stood in front of him and chanted a spell, keeping him locked in place.

"I'm sorry dear, but we'll have to skip this part and move onto the real deal. You can thank him for that." Esther spoke as she smiled at Helena, grabbing her by the arm and standing her directly above her son's cock, turning Helena to face him. She licked her lips, satisfied by his terrified expression.

Oh my god. No way! This is inhuman. There's no way his mom is actually going do that! Hope started squirming, feeling a pain in her lower region, trying to not imagine the excruciating pain Helena is about to feel. She was in disbelief.

"And down we go." Esther declared, pushing Helena's hips down with magic. Niklaus's cock was now painfully submerged into Helena's bleeding pussy while she screamed in unimaginable pain. Esther was thrilled and extremely aroused by the brutal scene before her.

Helena's inner walls felt completely crushed, the burning sensation was too much, and her body was not cooperating with her; causing extreme discomfort due to the sudden and ruthless intrusion. Helena was no longer a virgin, her innocence taken away in a barbaric fashion. She wished she was numb. She wished she couldn't feel his cock inside her, intruding, and surprisingly getting bigger. Please stop growing! Why is it getting bigger? She exclaimed. She felt like dying. She couldn't talk. She couldn't breath. She couldn't move. The stabbing pain didn't seem to stop nor did the amount of blood pouring out of her.

It happened so fast. Niklaus didn't have time to process it. At first, he felt a sharp pain as Helena's inner walls engulfed tightly around his cock causing it to throb and continue to grow inside her bruised walls. After awhile, he started to feel pleasure returning to his throbbing shaft. He knew she was in pain but he couldn't stop it more growing and moving around inside her. Niklaus felt his guilt eating away at him. He should have listened. Now the poor girl was paying for it. Not him.

Hope couldn't believe it. She couldn't believe what she saw. As if it was put in slow-motion, so graphic, so brutal. The scene kept replaying in her head. Her pussy felt like it was having a terrible menstrual cramp. All she heard afterwards was Helena's continued screaming and sobbing. She glanced over at her father's traumatized expression, not even a blink. They both sat there, not moving an inch, as Helena's blood pooled around them, in an abnormally large amount. I don't want to see this anymore. I don't want to watch anymore. Please please take me away from here. Hope cried, tears rolling down her cheeks, as she held her head in hands; oblivious to the ringing in her ears.

Hope opened her eyes and was glad she was back in the living-room. So petrified at what she had just witnessed, she didn't realize the ringing in her ears. What did I just see? I can't even begin to describe it...I don't even know how. Hope thought. All she knew was how she felt; horrified, disgusted, confused, and useless. Horrified at the brutally carnal scene she witnessed. Disgusted by the fact that someone actually had the nerve to do something so sickening to their own flesh and blood, and to those who were powerless. Confused because she couldn't comprehend what she saw no matter how many times it flickered with detail in her head. Useless because she couldn't do anything, she completely froze, and neither could Helena or Niklaus both equally as frozen in place as she was. I don't want to see that anymore. I don't want to see anything like that anymore. Hope scornfully thought, picking the journal back in the bag and walking up the stairs to her bedroom. Who knows how much worse it'll get. Well I don't want to find out. Hope expressed, opening her closet and placing the bag on one of the shelves, before she closed the closet. Hope flopped on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. How did she survive? Hope questioned with sympathy.