Angel: Destroyed

Part 3

The next day, I awoke inside a large cage we kept in the basement for Beefy. It was tall, rising to the ceiling, but I was handcuffed low near the ground. The ball gag was gone, but replaced with the cloth bandanna over my mouth. My jaw ached from the ball gag. I shivered from the chill in the room.

I stared up at the ceiling, body aching. My arms hurt so bad from being stretched out. The pillow was underneath my backside, tilting my pussy to aide insemination, I was sure. The cage was large, a human could walk into it and stand inside of it and walk around a little. I was laying flat on my back on a dog bed, my arms handcuffed above me. My legs were tied to the cage bars with rope, keeping me down on my back. I could feel some kind of plug in my vagina, keeping Dad’s sperm inside me, certainly.

Weak morning light was coming in from the solitary, tiny basement window. I wondered how many loads Dad deposited in me while I was passed out; I didn’t even know how long I’d been unconscious for. I was starting to lose concept of time, not even exactly sure what day it was anymore.

I fell in and out of sleep throughout the day, until I awoke, heart beating fast, to the now-familiar and chilling sound of my father’s footsteps coming downstairs…

He was holding a glass of water for me and 3 pieces of bread. Stepping inside the large dog cage, he smiled down at me, throwing the bread to the floor in the cage next to me.

“Here ya go, bitch!” said Dad, throwing the food down. He pulled the blindfold down and I spit at him. Immediately he bent down and slapped me in the face, making tears quickly well up in my eyes. “Try it again, Angel! See what I do!!” he screamed.

Enraged, he threw the cup of water at me, my entire body getting soaked. He tore his clothes off, dick raging already. Angrily, he reached down and jabbed his fingers furiously into my vagina– I saw him pull the “plug” out of me — it was a fucking tennis ball now soaked with his semen!

His prick stiff as a rock, he jammed his meat hard up into my teenage pussy. I actually felt thankful that my cunt was wet from all the cum, or I’m sure he would have made me bleed by the force of his cock invasion. He savagely fucked me, and I began screaming until he slapped me in the face again.

“Stupid…fucking…dogfucking…SLUT! Shut. The. Fuck. Up. Now!! Who’s gonna hear you? Huh? Huh, slut?” he slapped me again. I could feel my face burning from the slaps.

He stabbed my insides with his hard prick, using it against me like a weapon. I could see madness in his eyes as they bore into mine. It sawed and out of me, my teen cunt, my pussy that was unfucked just a few days ago. Finally he rammed himself as deep inside me as he could, and there it was, another gush of cum up in my womb.

To my horror, he began spitting at me as he was cumming, spitting all over my face. He laughed, his cock still twitching inside me. I glared up at him from the floor. Minutes went by with him motionless inside me until he roughly pulled his meat out of me and then stuffed the tennis ball up in me again, hard. He walked back upstairs, and I was left breathing hard with his nasty sperm gurgling around inside my cunt.

He came back downstairs soon thereafter, still naked, his prick still hard against his leg. With another cup of water. And something else in his hand I could not quite make out. He set the water down outside the cage.

“You thirsty, honey?” Dad said as I lay prone below him, full of his seed. He was calmer now. I could smell tequila on him. He walked over to me and stood over my face, his nutsack and prick inches above me, and he bent down and pinched my nose shut hard. I had to open my mouth after a few moments, and when I did, he aimed his cock at it with his free hand and shot a reeking stream of piss into it. When I shut my mouth he just continued to piss on my face, all over — my eyes, nostrils, mouth, ears. I was choking and sputtering below him, staring up at him hatefully.

Laughing, he then tore the tennis ball out of me. He pinched my nose shut again, and this time when I opened my mouth with a gasp he roughly shoved the tennis ball in it, then held his hand over my mouth while he grabbed the bandanna and tied it around my mouth again.

“Here we go again, baby. My precious Angel!” he laughed cruelly. “I fucked you 13 times yesterday night. Spermed up in you. Every. Fucking. Time!” He threw his head back with cruel laughter.

He then inserted his stiff organ forcefully into my wet, well-fucked hole again. Again raping his teen daughter. Again trying to force me to have his child. The nasty, cum-covered tennis ball was gagging me, coating my tastebuds with sperm. Dad’s nuts swung at my ass as he fucked me hard– I hated him more and more with each passing moment.

After enduring 15 minutes of hard pounding, my whole body hurting, he finally erupted inside me once more. My cunt was overflowing with semen. Then he pulled out, his cock dripping and coated with cum from my pussy. He left me lying in the cage, retrieving a large purple rubber dildo with balls at the base. It looked to be about 9″ or so, and thicker than Dad’s cock. He was also carrying some duct tape.

He quickly and painfully jammed the big dildo up into my used pussyhole, plugging me up with it. I raised my eyebrows in surprise as he pulled off a long strip of duct tape and taped it from my left asscheek up to my belly, crossing over the dildo in my pussy. He then repeated this with another strip on my other asscheek, crossing over the other duct tape strip to secure the fucking dildo inside my cunt. His cock was now deflating against his thigh.

Leering down at me, Dad turned and walked out of the cage to retrieve the cup of water he had brought for me. He raised my head, again by roughly pulling my head by my hair, and removed the gag from my mouth. I spit the disgusting tennis ball out at him. He smiled and shoved the cup to my lips, commanding me to drink, pulling my hair back so I could swallow the entire cup down. He smiled at me, looking drunk and evil.

I had to pee so bad. Dad left me in the cage, and the last thing I remember before passing out was pissing myself, the warmth flooding around inside me, plugged up somewhat by the dildo. Then there was blackness—- I’d been drugged.



Part 4

When I came to, I was strapped down to my dad’s bed. He had some kind of restraints rigged around my midsection, pinning me down in the middle but leaving my arms and legs mercifully free. It didn’t feel like there was anything inside my pussy. I felt somewhat clean. Naked and clean and tied to the bed. I had no clue how long I’d been unconscious for, or what had been done to me while unconscious. The slices of bread were next to me, and I reached out and devoured them, even though they were piss and cum-splattered from being in the cage with me.

In the evening, dad came in and greeted me drunkenly. He untied me and led me to the bathroom, allowing me to use the bathroom for the first time in days. When I was done, he carried me back out the bed and affixed my arms to his bedposts. When I struggled, he pinched my nipples hard, making them burn. My legs were left free. I was back on my back on the bed.

“Okay honey, here, I’m gonna give you some apple juice and pudding so you can get some nutrients to fuck properly. And also in case my child is starting to grow up inside you!” he laughed loudly. “Tonight’s a big night for you!” Dad said, drunkenly. I was scared of what he meant by that…

He yanked my head back and forced the pudding down my throat — pouring it right down my gullet. I swallowed it down, eager for food. Then he poured the apple juice into my mouth. When I was done, he left me, bound on the bed, for what seemed like an hour. The sky outside was darkening. I heard him turn a porno movie on in the living room and crack open another beer.

I became aware of a tingly feeling in my body, with what felt like surges of adrenaline pulsing occasionally as the moments went on.