.. Leave me! D-d-don't!" she gasped. She was absolutely terrified.Unheeding, or rather unable to control his lustful needs, John used his knees to spr...ead his daughter's legs open. Her wet pussy dampened his knee. His hands had grabbed hers and held them up on the bed over her shoulders as his body pinned her beneath him. She was totally vulnerable to his incestuous desires.She was making every effort possible to push her father's body off of hers but this movement only served to heighten his. She was so embarrassed. She licked her lips and smiled at Rachel, who looked a little upset. She could understand why, damn she had just seen Allison making out with the father of her child. She sighed and sat down in the chair watching Ace with Gabby. After everyone left, she spent the rest of the afternoon talking and laughing with Ace. Once night came Allison stood and stretched her tired muscles. Ace watched her. "Are you leaving?" She smiled at him, "No I was just stretching." He smiled.. "Just a bite of his brownies then. No more though! These are his favorite." I walk right past you into the kitchen, very familiar with where everything is and grabbing a knife to cut you a piece. I hand it to you on a plate, and put the beer case into your fridge. "I'll wait for him thenI smile as I take the plate and tries some of your brownies. "Oh wow, these are very good. No wonder he likes them." As I still had a small piece left. "You want the last piece?" I ask holding it out for youI. She took a deep breath and very intentionally let go of the two handles allowing the small balls to drop. She took another breath and tilted her head back, releasing the leather bit which held up the heavy ball. The bowling ball dropped immediately, tearing the clothespins from her abdomen. As they pulled off, she gave out a deep, moaning groan that was very obviously a cry of passion, not pain. Evidently, slave number four was a pain slut who was able to turn the entire experience into one of.