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story_codes: MMM+g/11, rape, interracial

story_intro: Josh Ahrens was a golden boy who had it all - a modern business empire, fame, adoration, and a trophy wife and daughters. And if he had to screw over a former business partner and help send the guy to prison for seven years, he's still a great guy, right? Now out of jail, Andre Spiros is not a member of the fan club. But he does know some of Josh's nasty secrets and uses the man's older daughter to add a kink to some of Daddy's bad habits.


story_language: English





Sins of the Fathers, Story 2

Written by madvlad


	Josh Ahrens was, as was the case on a nearly weekly basis, in the news again. Once one of the celebrity boy geniuses of Silicon Valley, he was still quite a vibrant force in his early middle age as he championed social causes to the delight of his celebrity buddies and much of the fawning media. With his Lasik-calibrated blue eyes retaining their twinkle and his blonde hair slightly too long but stylishly so, he still seemed like the eternal boy.

	Andre Spiros, a former clandestine partner of Josh's in several schemes, found it amusing that Josh routinely ripped into evil capitalists while still earning millions to his multi-billion dollar fortune thanks to his own capitalist-based multi-media corporation. What Andre didn't find so amusing was how Josh had made Andre the scapegoat for some of the white collar crimes that had landed Andre in prison. Begrudgingly, Andre had to tip his hat to the man for outspending him in political influence. But vengeance had a way of evening the score. 

	Of course, Andre had no interest in playing to a tie. At the moment, he was watching a news story on television as Josh Ahrens received some award from a self-styled reverend and civil rights leader on behalf of a wad of cash Josh routinely tossed to the reverend's charity. Of course, it was played up as "furthering the bright future of young African-Americans". It wasn't the first time that Josh had been recognized for his interest in black youth.

	Andre had obtained proof of Josh's deep interest in black youth - particularly girls in their early teens if not a year or two earlier than that. And this reverend currently on the screen had supplied his fellow hypocrite with some adoring young things on occasion. But even the reverend would have drawn back had he known the depths of Josh's depravity.

	Using some of his own software that established high-security, virtual private networks, Josh played the director in quite a few rape tableaus where young black girls were gang-raped by white men. Never wanting to get soiled himself, Josh would communicate instructions on torture and sexual positions and apparently masturbate to the fun from the privacy of his well-appointed den in his capitalism-provided estate.

	Having heard Josh drunkenly confide in his habit back when they were ostensibly friends, Andre had made it a point to seek out proof once he was out of prison. Regardless of the amount of cybersecurity built into a system, a single human being was the easiest path to breaking into Josh's own little porn network. For a remarkably few million dollars, a software engineer who would rather be surfing on the ocean then the internet gave Andre access.

	A week ago, he had captured and recorded a live streaming session. The poor girl was only thirteen but by the time the men were done with her she had been degraded in every hole and her mocha-colored skin had marks on it that, like her psyche, would never completely heal. Now it was another girl's turn and tonight, eleven year-old Nathalie Ahrens who resembled her father so much, would not be home for dinner.

	While his wife, whose recreational drug habits had been close to problematic before this night, was heavily medicating herself with powder and liquid, Josh sat down in his den at home and logged into his private network as the note had instructed. Also as instructed, he had not contacted the police but since his daughter's abductors knew about his network, he knew that going to any law enforcement agency would eventually provide some proof that would put him away for a long time. He had no illusions that any of his friends and contacts would aid him in anyway once his proclivities had been exposed.

	A figure appeared on his high definition computer monitor. He was bare-chested and heavily muscled beneath the dark brown skin of his torso and the two arms crossed over it. The man also looked supremely confident which was a turnabout from what Josh usually experienced during negotiations.

	"Who the fuck are you and how did you get into my network?" Josh snarled.

	The man's heavily lidded eyes narrows and his wide nostrils flared. As he spoke and moved his head, an overhead light played over his shaved scalp.

	"Keno. You can call me that but that don't make us on a first-name basis, cracker boy," the man spat. "And how I got into your network aint nobody's concern tonight. What I got to worry about is how I'm gonna get this..."

	The camera panned out, showing that Keno was naked and was holding a very impressive erection in his hand.

	"...into that little bitch of yours."

	There was movement in the background behind Keno and when the camera panned, Josh saw his missing daughter. Nathalie had been stripped nude and was trembling as she was yanked along by a leash attached to the dog collar around her neck. Several other black men were gathered around, leering at the preteen's slender form. 

	"Kind of looks familiar, don't it?" Keno spoke with a sneer. "Just like your shit from before. But this time, we got the colors reversed."

	Josh hadn't seen his elder daughter undressed since she was a preschooler. For some reason, he focused on her young breasts and noted how they looked in size and shape just like the small teacups Nathalie had in a play tea set back from the days before she started kindergarten. 

	"Hey bitch!" Keno called to the girl. "We got your old man watching live."

	"Please Daddy!" Nathalie implored. "Please get me out of here."

	"If Daddy is gonna get your sweet young ass out of here, he's gonna to have to play by the rules," Keno explained. "Daddy likes to direct this kind of shit - getting little girls like you fucked and fucked up. Now he's gonna tell us what to do with you. And if he tries to go easy, we'll start sending you home piece by piece."

	Nathalie looked like she was going to be ill. Her father enjoyed things like this? When she started to bawl, Josh wanted to mute the sound but was afraid to miss any instructions from Keno that might further imperil his daughter.

	"Goddamn!" one of the other men groused. "We gotta shut this bitch up."

	As he approached Nathalie with his hands balled into fists, Josh yelled into his microphone.

	"No!"

	The man stopped and both he and Keno looked into the camera expectantly. Josh wanted to try to negotiate but knew he had absolutely no leverage. They wanted forced sex and they wanted Nathalie quiet, so...

	"Get her on her knees," he said as a protective numbness enveloped his mind. "Have her suck you....that should make her quiet."

	He wanted to say more; to plead with them, but could only choke out useless syllables.

	Nathalie was forced to her knees and stared fearfully at the tool aimed at her face. After Keno told her in great detail what would happen to her if she used her teeth, she opened wide and shut her eyes.

	"Keep 'em open bitch," the man in front of her said.

	Nathalie's eyelids flew open and she watched as the man's hard-on came to her mouth. Shivering, she took the thing inside. The man grabbed her by the hair, his thick dark fingers wrapping around the girl's golden locks, and pulled her face onto him.

	"Now suck it, bitch!"

	Wincing, Nathalie closed her lips around the rod. As the man tried to force more into her mouth, she used her tongue as a barrier. That was perfect and the man worked her head back and forth along his rod, letting her lips stroke him and her tongue caress him.

	During her forced blowjob, Nathalie gasped and garbled around the hard member, trying to voice her displeasure but only looking and sounding slutty as drool dribbled from her mouth. Some of it landed on one of her little breasts, making the modestly rising flesh gleam where it was painted until the spit collected on one rose pink nipple. 

	Suddenly Nathalie began writhing but the man held her head fast as he pumped his semen into her throat. Unable to escape the unwelcome surge, the preteen swallowed it. When the man was done, Nathalie leaned forward, gasping and weeping before another man jerked her upright by her hair and plugged her crying with another dick in her young mouth. After the ejaculations of four men were residing in the girl's belly, Keno turned to the camera.

	"We didn't go through all of this trouble for only blowjobs, Daddy," he said. "Are you gonna let us fuck her in the ass?"

	"Yeah," Josh quietly replied.

	"Man, you don't sound so enthusiastic. Come on, you gotta get with the program. Which dick should go first? You'd better pick a good one before I gotta do some slicing on your bitch."

	The camera panned over the men's erections. Forcing the thought that one of these would be going into his daughter, Josh thought about the type he would have preferred to see before. Finally, he selected one with a wide, bulbous head.

	"Oh yeah," Keno replied. "That's a good hunk of ass-busting meat, you know? Harvey's gonna lube up. You need to tell your bitch what to do."

	"Nathalie, get on your hands and knees, okay?" Josh said, trying to sound calm.

	"What's happening, Daddy?" she wailed. "Why?"

	"Just...just do what I say. The next man is going to do something that might...that's going to hurt. I just need you to be brave, baby."

	Nathalie whimpered as she waited for her next horror. The men had her get into position on top of a soiled cot until Harvey stepped up behind her. Grasping the preteen's springy young buttocks, he squeezed the snow white globes in his dark hands. Sliding his dick between them, he pushed in and made the girl whine as he forced her delicate sphincter to open.

	"Daddy," Nathalie cried to the camera. I don't want to...NYYYAAAIII!"

	Harvey's prick bulled into the girl's virgin ass, gaining two inches inside before her smallness temporarily stopped him. Gripping her hips, he thrust further into the writhing child, scraping and ripping his way into her rectum while she thrashed uselessly in an effort to get away from the horrid thing invading her.

	Nathalie's short fingernails scraped at the bare, heavily stained mattress as she sought some mindless way to counter the searing stabs into her bottom. Her innards flexed and straightened in response to the intrusion until she had taken most of the man inside her ass. Harvey cruelly sodomized the girl, plunging his cock into the hot moistness of the snug preteen rectum.

	As her buggering went on, Nathalie's desperate screams petered out. Her crystal blue eyes were unfocused as she stared ahead and made small, animal-like sounds with every stroke inside her petite but ravaged rear end. The eleven year-old's tiny breasts quivered as her body endured every bruising push of her anal rape.

	"Enjoying this, Daddy?" Keno laughed.

	Josh was. Disgusted with his reaction, he jerked his hand from the lump in his pants as he watched his daughter unwillingly get her ass plumbed. But the sight of the hard meat slamming into that smooth young flesh...and the contrast of dark and light skin...it no longer mattered which was which as it stoked Josh's lust. Unzipping his fly, he grabbed his hardness and started working it. No one would know. No one would need to know.

	Masturbating to the live feed of his daughter's violation, Josh drank in the flexing of her buttocks in response to the massive cock skewering her little bung hole. Harvey's balls were slapping against the girl and Josh wondered if Nathalie was still bald where she was getting hit or if she had sprouted a little fuzz.

	Harvey's triumphant cursing and Nathalie's choked gasps told Josh that his little girl's rapist was cumming inside her. Shuddering, Nathalie felt the thick wads burst from the cock embedded in her ass as they coated her interior with hot slime. When Harvey wrenched his tool from her bottom, she was bleeding along with the lewd river of jism that proceeded to coat her sleek pussy mound and the insides of her thighs. 

	Another man took his turn rutting inside the kidnapped girl. The camera pulled back so Josh could see his daughter's slim, milky figure in profile as the beefy black man pounded her formerly virgin ass with another helping of meat. It was then that Josh came, his semen splattering Nathalie's image as she was raped into further submission. 

	After the third man had poured his load into Nathalie's guts, Keno grinned at the camera.

	"So what do I get, Daddy? How about I get it in her ass and then let her suck it off so she gets a nice taste?"

	That had always been one of Josh's favorites - having a girl get fucked in the ass and then forcing her to take the dick in her mouth. But his erection was back and his mind was buzzing. His voice sounded distant and alien to his ears as he spoke.

	"You get her cherry, Keno. Make my daughter into a woman."

	"Now that's what I'm taking about!" Keno laughed. "Alright, let's turn this bitch over so Daddy can see her bleed right."

	Nathalie was still hairless. It was evident where her legs were spread wide. Plenty of goo from her repeated ass rapes had oozed over the lower portion of her mons and now Keno used it to lubricate the cleft between the girl's smooth labia. Exhausted from her ordeal, Nathalie could only feebly bat at him with her hands as he fingered her previously untouched privates.

	Keno's hands held her by the waist with his thumbs hooked around the front, bruising her there, while his fingers dug into her pliant ass cheeks. The brown helmet of his glans pushed the girl's white, semen-lubed cunny lips apart as Nathalie tearfully gibbered a plea to stop. 

	With a forward hunch from the man, Josh saw his young daughter's virginity come to an end. Barely more than an inch after the head went in, but it was enough to rupture the preteen's hymen. When Keno pulled back, the end of his organ was stained with the eleven year-old's fresh, virginal blood. 

	This next thrust went deeper. And then again and again, forcing the girl's small pussy to expand and take her rapist's hard cudgel of a penis. The thick brown cock sawed in and out of the stretched, delicate hole, making it bleed more to add color to the lily whiteness of the privileged youngster's bald twat. 

	Ramming his way into the screaming victim, Keno savored the sight of her new little breasts as the nipples jiggled on her chest. With her legs far apart like a wanton whore's, Nathalie's cunt gurgled wetly from the fluids being forced out by the meat slamming into it. Keno worked up a sweat as he drove his cock in and out of the slick, prepubescent pussy. Her tight channel gripped and sucked at him as he made it another conquest for him. 

	Further weakened by this new assault, Nathalie lay moaning and weeping, wondering what she could have done to deserve such a thing. Although she had heard vague talk about sex, it was still largely a mystery although her sudden education was driven home with each heavy thrust inside her violated snatch.

	"Hey bitch," Keno hissed as he felt the blissful ache in his scrotum building. "Maybe you and me are gonna make us a chocolate milk baby. Ready to be a mama whore?"

	Josh came with the sound of Nathalie's fresh sobs. Her head shook from side to side as her rapist saturated her uterus with massive loads of hot seed.

	It was to be her last time for that night. But Keno told her father to be back online the following night with some fresh ideas.

	She had grown up in privilege, attending movie premiers and other star-studded events with her famous entrepreneur father and her ex-supermodel mother. Other girls her age had seen her pictures and wondered what it would be like to live a life of wonder such as hers.

	The first piercings of her tender little nipples had hurt and the men added to her torment by tugging and twisting the rings as they fucked her under the direction of her father. Vertical barbs later bisected her nips. As the flesh was pulled, her initial rings were replaced with thicker ones that stretched her delicate pink niplets into sex toys. 

	Her last piercing put the rest to shame. Her clit had been fingered and coaxed until they could get as much of it out from under the hood as possible. When the gold skewered through the incredibly sensitive nubbin, her shrieks were shrill enough to put static in Josh's computer speakers. Now the jostling of that ring every time her cunny was fucked added to her pain. It also made her twat react with heavy flows of lubrication and twinges of strange needs through the horrors of her continuing abuse.

	Nathalie spent her ninth night hanging by her shackled wrists. The chains were attached to an overhead beam which allowed her to be taken from the front or the back. Overall, she seemed to be taking it rather well tonight, even moving her body to the rhythm. Perhaps she was starting to enjoy herself. The possibility was enough to give Josh pause.

	Judging that she had been sufficiently stretched in both lower holes that night, Josh had Keno bury his prick as far as it could go in the eleven year-old's bruised cunt. The whiteness of her bulging labia as they clung around the man's dark meat induced another erection from Josh. 

	But he really got a charge when Harvey entered the girl from the rear. While Nathalie had become somewhat accustomed to the presence of a man in one hole or another, having two inside her below the waist at once set her scream-ravaged throat on fire again. Sandwiched between the two black men, the sleek little blonde weakly struggled as thick meat churned the tender tightness of her ass and pussy, making her preteen tunnels stretch grossly as they were pounded. 

	Sharona was out of her haze. Scrabbling at the empty bottle on her nightstand, she found no more pills. At least there was a bottle of vodka. Splashing the stuff into a large tumbler, she took a sip and managed not to dribble any as she unsteadily left the bed. 

	Was Nathalie back yet? Her baby still hadn't come home from school and it must be terribly late. She had missed dinner. Yes, she had been gone that long since this morning. Or what day was this?

	Josh. Her husband would know. Why, he kept tabs on everything. Giggling at her silliness for not thinking of this before, she slipped into Josh's den. At first, she had thought she was too loud, but he never noticed. There was something on the computer that had his attention. 

	Oh, so he had found Nathalie. Why, there she was. Of course Josh was keeping tabs on her. He kept tabs on everything. Here, let me pick up the tab. My, yes. Sharona had plenty of tabs that needed to be picked up and cleaned up. 

	Now what to do about Nathalie? Sharona stared at the carnal imagery and just knew she should do something instead of just standing there like a silly goose, as her grandmother always said. 

	But what? Well, Grandma was always busy in the kitchen. Yes, the kitchen.

	The double penetration had Nathalie bleeding again. Damn, she had to be so well lubed in those snug chambers. Josh couldn't believe that an eleven year-old girl could take that much inside of her. He was close to cumming again and hoped some of it would land on Nathalie's image. It had become like a game of target practice for him.

	Sharona's second entrance into the den was a little clumsier and it disturbed Josh just at the good point.

	He was more angry than frightened. None of the household staff would dare enter. It had to be Annabelle, who should know better. She was only six - Nathalie's younger sister - but she knew she had to knock first. Being at a fever pitch, he just might have to take matters into his own hand. What was good for one daughter might well do for the other.

	Sharona.

	What the hell was she doing out of bed? He didn't think she was able. Then he saw the knife slashing down.

	"How bad?" Andre asked Herman, his private lawyer and principal point man in his post-prison vengeance activities.

	"Superficial, really," Herman responded. "He's just being kept overnight in hospital for observation. His wife, of course, will be in rehabilitation and confinement indefinitely. We cut the feed when we heard the ruckus so the maid who responded never saw our activities."

	"Well," Andre sighed. "From Keno's latest report, I think we can close this chapter of the book. Of course, there are always blank pages for more if the need should arise. Let Keno know and then we'll discuss another chapter with some new characters."

	Josh was alone in bed, emerging from the fog of the painkillers that had come home with him. Somewhere outside of his bedroom, he heard the delighted voice of Annabelle. There hadn't been any happiness in the house for over a week.

	His bedroom door opened and Nathalie walked in looking demure in a knee-length sundress. Sitting carefully on the edge of the bed, she patted his brow much like Sharona used to do before her chemical abuses ran wild. 

	"Are you okay, Daddy?" she asked in a low voice.

	"Yes," Josh croaked. "Listen, there are things I need to explain..."

	Nathalie shook her head and gave him a gentle smile.

	"It's okay, Daddy. You made a mistake and now it's over. I'm home."

	She slipped her slender hand into his and smiled a little more when he squeezed it.

	"But could you do something for me, Daddy?"

	"Anything."

	Nathalie giggled. 

	"Well, I need to go with you when you do those events for inner city youth. After everything you did, I've got itches that only those nasty cocks can scratch the right way. Just get me alone with some of them and I can take care of the rest. You can still watch if you want."

	Her smile was still gentle but through the mellow haze of his medication, Josh could see the feral gleam of derangement in his daughter's baby blue eyes. He wanted to say something but Nathalie kept speaking in her oh-so-sweet voice.

	"And Daddy," she said as she playfully trailed a fingertip over his cheek. "If I don't get what I want, I have the codes to show everyone all of your dirty little movies. But of course you'll give your little girl everything in the world, won't you? I'll even let you watch."


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