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“Hey beautiful,” Jiang Fengmian calls just barely above a whisper. If she were asleep, it wouldn’t be enough to wake her, but that’s never stopped her father before.

“Diedie,” she whispers back. She turns onto her side to face the door and tries not to grimace as she feels her bare bottom slide across the soft, thin cotton of her nightgown, the covers already kicked down to the foot of the bed. 

Jiang Fengmian shuts the door behind himself and crosses the room in a few long strides to slip into bed with her with no further preamble. He’s always already aroused when he comes to her at night, and so she’s unsurprised when he lays down and pulls her in for a deep kiss immediately. She goes to him, of course — there’s nothing else to be done. Her father kisses her with soft groans of passion, he rubs his hard-on against her thigh, he gropes her breast through her nightgown, and Yanli takes it all like a good daughter should.

She gets a moment to breathe when Jiang Fengmian pulls away to yank off his own bathrobe and then she’s gasping, startled and scared, as she’s shoved onto her back and immediately smothered by her father pawing at her to yank her nightgown up to her chest and rubbing his bulge against her naked pussy. 

“Naughty girl, not wearing any panties to bed,” he grunts as he bucks against her hard enough to jerk her up and down her mattress. “Were you playing without your diedie? My little baby can’t keep her fingers out of her privates, ah?”

Yanli shudders and squeezes her eyes shut. In his office, Jiang Fengmian treats her like a woman, a seductress luring him between her legs with temptations he can’t resist. Here, in her childhood bedroom, he talks to her like she never grew up at all after the first time he ever came in and touched her squirming body in the dark. Both of them somehow leave her feeling equally wretched when he’s done. 

“Tell diedie how you played. Tell me what my baby girl likes,” he huffs, still rubbing his clothed bulge against her cunt.

Through the threat of tears, Yanli swallows and manages to gulp out, “I…I put a finger inside and rubbed the spot diedie likes.” She didn’t really, not tonight, but she has in the past and it’s not like her father truly cares. So long as she tells him the kinds of things that make him horny he doesn’t care if they’re true or not. 

“I love your whole body, Princess, be more specific. Was the spot inside your pussy or somewhere else?”

Yanli swallows down another potential sob as she thinks about his finger wiggling into her ass this afternoon and how it made her come when she’d clenched around it, and she knows what script he’s hoping she’ll stick to. “In my bottom,” she whispers, tears starting to leak from the corners of her eyes. Jiang Fengmian groans and grinds his bulge against her opening hard enough to spread her lips wide around the apex of it.

“Yeah?” he grunts between thrusts. “Does my sweet little girl like it dirty? Hm?” 

“Yes,” she gasps obediently, anything to end this sooner. 

“ Fuck ,” her father groans, and then he’s shoving a hand down between their rolling hips to push his pajama bottoms down enough to take out his cock and slide it home inside her cunt in one smooth movement.

Yanli squeezes her eyes shut, hitches her legs up around his waist, and prays for this to be over soon.

He fucks her hard and fast, though it isn’t long before he has to stop for a break to catch his breath, which he spends mouthing noisily over her breasts and humping her in an uneven rhythm like he can’t help it. When he’s recovered, he starts again, bouncing her up and down her squeaking mattress as his hips slap against hers. 

She’s just about to manage an orgasm when he suddenly pulls out and scrabbles at her hips with clumsy hands, pawing at her and groping her to turn her over onto her belly, nightgown still twisted up around her chest and doing nothing to cover her. A sudden fear grips her tightly and she attempts to struggle free, gasping and grunting as she tries and fails to break his iron grip on her body. 

“Be a good girl,” he admonishes with a sharp slap that makes her ass burn and jiggle in a way that makes humiliated tears spring to her eyes. With an effort, Yanli goes still except for her trembling and Jiang Fengmian “rewards” her with a too-hard grope of her ass, both hands kneading and squeezing and rubbing until he’s holding her cheeks apart to expose the tender intimacy of her hole, puckered tight and horribly bare to his gaze and the chill of her room. 

She desperately doesn’t want his penis in there. She doesn’t want to hurt, or bleed, or come, or anything , she just wants to be left alone -

Yanli sobs an exhale that’s not quite a groan as her father slips inside her again, and she hates herself for the flood of relief that fills her after he’s slid back into her cunt, not somewhere else. She buries her face in her pillow and tries to cry in silence as Jiang Fengmian rubs and presses his thumbs up against her other hole as his hips jerk so he can resume pistoning inside her, a simple, miserable, in-out-in-out-in, a steady creak-creak-creak ing of her bed as he uses her strictly for his own pleasure. 

He stops playing with her ass long enough to hitch her legs up over his thighs more securely until her weight is spread between bracing her thighs over his (with a twinging ache in her hips) and her shoulders and head pressed to the mattress. Her exposed breasts hang into the empty space in between just enough that her peaked nipples rub against the sheets bunched up under her on every push-and-pull, and she can’t help but choke on ragged grunting as her father’s probing fingers return to her other hole. 

He presses the dry pad of his thumb against her asshole and rubs firm, tight circles that leave her shivering with at least physical pleasure if not any other kind. “What a sweet little girl, letting diedie play with you back here. You’re so tight here, hm? Still a virgin in this hole if nowhere else.”

Yanli shudders and tries to stay relaxed even as fear grips her again. Her father has a thing for virgins, as she’s all too aware, and he’s relished violating her — thoroughly — for every “first” he can think of. She braces herself for this first to be no different.

Her father goes still again and Yanli tries to breathe through the panic gripping her; he’s only pausing to pump his palm full of the unscented lotion she keeps by her bed at his insistence and then his slimy-slick fingers are in her ass without any further warning or delay. Yanli chokes on a groan, her pussy tightening up automatically as she squeezes around the intrusion in an attempt to stop it from penetrating any further and accidentally squeezes around her father’s cock too.

It feels good. She hates that it feels good but it does, the stretch of two fingers and the rhythmic pumping of them in and out of her body in time with his cock moving inside her, rubbing up against her g-spot that always makes her come no matter how much she doesn’t want to. 

“ Dirty girl, you’re so filthy for me…nng fuck, ” Jiang Fengmian grunts, sounding strained. “If you wanted something inside you like this you should have told me, think how much fun we could have been having this whole time.” Her father stops moving his hips as he digs his fingers in a little further and Yanli half-sobs, half-moans into her pillow. She tries to close her legs against the intrusion into her pussy but with her thighs spread wide over her father’s all she manages is to rock her hips up and down on his unmoving cock, but it’s at least enough for her body to start chasing an orgasm.

“Yeah baby, fuck you’re feeling good, ah? Diedie takes good care of his favorite little girl,” her father pants as she keeps rocking and trying to stimulate her clit against something, anything , so she can come and get this over with. “That’s it baby girl, you just needed a bit of help, huh? Needed your diedie to show you how to feel good, and you’re not flexible enough to do this to yourself, you need my help don’t you, naughty girl?”

Yanli groans and pants as she chases her orgasm, relieved that the roar of her pulse in her ears makes it easier to tune out her father’s praises so she can just focus on getting off as quickly as possible. Her father stretches her ass more, probably a third finger, and between that and his cock shoved balls-deep inside her cunt she feels so unbearably full, like she’ll never be comfortable again. She squeezes , bearing down on both intrusions in an attempt to try to push something out, and in the most technical sense she does, though not what she’d intended.

Yanli bears down and finally comes, absolutely drenching her father’s lap and the bed beneath them in hot ejaculate, wet hissing spurts of it forced out of her in time with his thrusting fingers. She starts crying in earnest even as her body finishes orgasming and relaxes — she must have just ruined her bed with that much come, and no matter how many times her father has praised her for squirting on him she can never feel anything but humiliated and afraid that maybe this time it isn’t come, maybe this time it’s pee and she’s nothing more than an incontinent child who can’t keep from wetting the bed.

“Fuck that’s good,” her father pants and starts fucking into her again, though his fingers in her ass go still like he can’t maintain both at once. “Dirty, nasty whore, coming like that just because I’m in your ass,” he grunts, “what happened to my sweet little A-Li? Where’s my innocent little girl gone, hm? Why did you have to grow up into this ? You’re forcing me to love you like this you know, how can I resist you knowing you’ll give me orgasms like that? Huh?”

Yanli can’t stop crying. She’s trying to muffle it, weeping into her pillow and biting it between sobs, but she can’t stop.

“ Huh? Tell me!” her father snaps and jerks his fingers in her ass to jostle her, her body aching fiercely at the rough treatment. “How can I stop wanting to fuck you?!”

“You can’t,” she sobs, because she’s asked herself the same thing and come to that conclusion a long time ago. As long as she lives under the same roof as her father he’ll never leave her alone. He’ll always stare at her chest, he’ll always slip a hand into her panties, he’ll always touch her body because he wants to, because he likes it, because he loves her.

“That’s right, I can’t,” he agrees and she can tell from the clumsy rhythm of his thrusting that he’s close. “We just have to keep making each other feel good then, don’t we? We just have to love each other like this, dirty and naughty because of you. You love your diedie, don’t you?”

Yanli sobs into her pillow and feels her father’s cock twitch inside her as he starts coming. “Yes, diedie,” she whimpers, “yes I love you. That…that feels good diedie. Thank you.”

There’s a script, and she’s followed it against all odds, so she’ll thankfully avoid a spanking in the morning. She forces herself to moan a few times like she’s enjoying it as her father fucks her pussy a few times, hard bucks of his hips that hurt, and finishes coming. He starts moving his fingers in her ass again and she realizes after the third time he shudders that he’s touching himself between her pussy and her ass, and she has to bury her face again to muffle another sob.

“Good girl,” he breathes, still stroking, “shhh let it all out, that was an intense orgasm. It’s okay to cry..you really are still just my little girl aren’t you?”

Yanli can’t stop crying, but she knows what’s expected of her and she's nothing if she's not filial, so she nods, and she despises herself more than ever before.