I Had to Rape the Little Bitch

Part 1

“I DON’T CARE, GODDAMN YOU! I DON’T FUCKING CARE WHAT YOU SAY! I’M EIGHTEEN FUCKING YEARS OLD AND YOU CAN’T MAKE ME DO ANYTHING I DON’T WANT TO DO! GET YOUR STUPID ASS OUT OF MY WAY, I’M LEAVING THIS FUCKING HOUSE! YOU’LL NEVER SEE MY ASS AGAIN!”

Needless to say, Jamie was upset with her father. She had been more than two hours late getting home from school. When she came through the door, she flung her backpack toward the couch, missing it and hitting an end table. The result… the 114 year old Roseville lamp toppled to the tile floor, shattering into hundreds of pieces.

Yes… Don had screamed at her for destroying his grandmother’s lamp, as well as an antique clock he’d picked up at a garage sale. In anger, he jerked the backpack off the floor and threw at his daughter, hitting her directly in the chest and knocking her to the floor.
Don had badly bruised some ribs at the machine shop the previous week and had been home many more days that he’d like to have been, mostly lounging in his pajamas all day. He was still in some pain but his ribs were much better. However, he was NOT in a good mood. It would be another two weeks before he could return to work, and he was tired of Jamie’s smart mouth.

“You listen to me, you stupid little shit, you’re not going anywhere but taking your smart-alec ass upstairs to your room! If you come out before your mother gets home, I’ll drag you back up there and bust your ass ‘til the son-of-a-bitch is as red as that ugly lipstick you’re wearing. NOW GIT!!”

Jamie gave Don the finger as she picked up her backpack and rubbed her oversized breasts, “If you fucked up my tits, I’ll cut off your balls while you’re asleep, you bastard.”

Don took two quick steps toward her. She took the hint and ran up the steps, slamming the door behind her.

Five minutes later, he heard a loud knock on the door, followed by “Police! Open up!”

Don called out that he was coming and the officer waited until the door opened, “Are you Don Parker?”

“Yes.”

“Is your daughter, Jamie, here?”

“Yes.”

“We just got a call from her. She said you raped her.”

“Oh, you gotta be shittin’ me.”

“Nope, I ain’t shittin’ nobody. Where’s the girl?”

“I sent her smart little ass to her room… top of the stairs, first door on the right.”

“Sit on your couch and don’t move, I’ll be back…”

When the officer entered her room, Jamie was topless, rubbing lotion on her boobs, “See what he did? He beat my tits before he fucked me. Look…” She pushed her hand into her panties and brought two fingers back out with semen on them, “It’s cum… my own father’s cum. How can you let him stay here with me? He needs to be in jail.”

The officer thought her bold display was a little strange. He told her to dress in the same clothes she had been wearing and come downstairs, “Do NOT wash or even wipe that off your fingers. I’m going back to talk to your dad.”

After a short discussion and a few questions, Don asked, “How could have I raped her thirty minutes ago? Look at that broken clock. She broke it when she came through the door, eighteen minutes ago… EIGHTEEN MINUTES AGO! You’ve been here for ten of those. That only leaves eight minutes for me to have the argument, for me to rape her, for her make the 911 call and for you to get here. If that was cum she showed you, she got filled with it before she came home. You wanna take me in… fine. She’s gonna have to prove it’s my cum before any charges can be filed.”

The policeman warned Don not to leave the house and told Jamie she’d have to go to the hospital for a rape kit analysis, from which DNA would determine if her father had, indeed, emptied semen into her.
She quickly retracted her story, saying that she’d had sex with a neighbor before coming home.
The officer chewed her young ass out and threatened to file charges for a bogus 911 call and trying to file a false rape report. He advised her to return to her room and stay there, as her dad had instructed her to do. He told Don that, in his opinion, she could use a good spanking, even if it was now considered child abuse, “My dad whupped my ass twice in my whole life. That was all it took. Hope the rest of your day goes better, Mr. Parker.”

After sitting in his recliner for a few minutes, stewing over the incident, Don walked to the bottom of the stairs. He took each step slowly, contemplating what he was going to do when he reached the top. He turned her doorknob and stepped inside her room.
Her shower was running. He walked to the bathroom door and watched the young body through the frosted glass.
For the first time since Jamie had been born, Don wondered what it would be like to fuck her. She already said somebody had been. His cock began to strain at the fly of his pajama bottoms.

Don thought to himself, “You fuckin’ little slut. Which neighbor’s been pumping your pussy? I’ll find out sooner or later. That little bastard is going to answer to me. How long ago did you lose your cherry? Damn, I never realized how fuckin’ hot your teeny body is. I’d like to have my dick in you right now.”

He realized that he had unbuttoned his fly and was slowly stroking his shaft.