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Mariah's Breakdown (MF, reluc, blkmail)
by MP Watkins (GPVJ09A@prodigy.com)
(c)March 1997



     Fred didn't know how to react. His daughter Mariah, now twenty
two, was trying to avoid seeing him. She didn't care for her father,
ever since he had abandoned the family, and now she was trying to have
him permanently barred from seeing her.

     As he considered the matter, he got more and more angry. His
daughter might not care for him, but he had been part of the process
that made her, and he felt she should have more respect for him than to
sue him and try to keep him away from her.

     He smiled grimly as he headed for the lawyer's office. They were
going to try and settle the matter out of court. The judge had ordered
both sides to try and reach a settlement.

     As he got in the elevator, Fred stared silently ahead. He thought
he had a plan, but it was one that no lawyer would ever advise him to go
forward with. In fact, no sane man would go forward with it.

     But at that moment, Fred was a little mad, and he thought what he
had planned just might work. It would stop his daughter from her
childish crying, and it would renew his own confidence in himself.

     Mariah was a very beautiful young woman, with brown hair that
framed her flawless face. Her body, while still maturing, had drawn many
admiring glances, from her swelling chest to her fleshy hips and thighs,
to an ass many thought looked perfect in the tight outfits she liked to
wear.

     Fred had left the family soon after she had been born, so he knew
little of his daughter, other than the fact that she had had a detective
find him, and that she didn't like what he had become. So she wanted him
barred from ever seeing her.

     Fred smiled at the secretary, who waved him through. Mariah and
her own attorney were already in the room, as was his own lawyer.

     "We felt that a meeting like this might be productive to getting a
settlement," said Ham, her lawyer.

     "We'll go hash this out," said Perry. "We'll leave the two of you
here to talk. Maybe you can work out your differences without us."

     Perry and Ham looked hopeful as they headed for the door. They
thought that, given time, Mariah would change her mind.

     They were wrong.

     Fred just stared at Mariah. He couldn't believe just how beautiful
his daughter was.

     "I can't get over just how pretty you are," said Fred.

     "I don't want to hear it," said Mariah coldly. "I know all about
you. I don't want you near me."

     "Why?"

     Mariah stared at her father, face reddening.

     "Because of the kind of man you are."

     "What's that supposed to mean?"

     Mariah was quiet for several moments.

     "The detective told me you were in jail," she said, voice still
frosty. "For rape."

     Fred smiled. He suddenly knew his own plan was going to work.
Mariah was in the chair, looking away from him. He silently unzipped his
pants, then walked to where she was.

     "That's right," he whispered. "I fucked a little slut just like
you."

     Mariah turned in anger, finding herself staring at her father's
hardness. Before she could say a word, he slapped her, forced open her
mouth, then thrust his manhood in her mouth.

     Fred felt himself curve down the back of Mariah's throat as he
started going in and out of her mouth. Her eyes were filled with tears,
eyes frightened as he forced her down on him.

     "Yeah, take it! Suck me, you little slut!"

     He wrapped his hands in her hair then pulled her as far forward as
he could, his prick all the way down her throat, as he went in and out.
he could feel Mariah trying to cry and shout, but she couldn't. His
prick was in the way.

     Mariah had gone from being angry to being in a state of shock. She
hadn't realized just how evil her father was. She had been so happy when
the detective found him. But now he was proving to her just what a
bastard he was.

     Fred went faster and faster, feeling the wetness of her mouth, the
gagging of her throat obvious. He came now, most of it going down her
throat, the rest landing on Mariah's face as he pulled his prick from
her mouth, the seed landing on her face.

     "That was pretty good, slut," he said. "Not as good as some I've
had, but I'll train you like the whore you are."

     Mariah came off the chair, then started to slap her father as she
screamed at him.

     "You bastard! How dare you! I'm calling the police right now! I
never-"

     Fred slapped Mariah, holding her head with his hands as he slapped
her again and again. He kept slapping his daughter until she was near
collapse.

     "Now, I think it's time for me to see that luscious little body of
yours," he roared. He ripped down her dress. Mariah's large breasts
bounced as he ripped downward, and she covered herself with her hands.

     He stood back, staring at Mariah, her large chest, her innocent
white panties, the wisps of thick brown pussy hair that overflowed her
panties.

     The sight was an exciting one, and Fred could feel himself growing
hard again.

     "I'm going to kill you," yelled Mariah.

     "I don't think so, slut!" he yelled, slapping her again and again.
He pulled her hands away, and he tried to suck a nipple, but she began
to fight him.

     Fred grew angry with Mariah's struggles, so he slapped her again.
She fell forward to the desk. He stared at her ivory white ass, the
cheeks jiggling, mostly uncovered by her panties. He came forward. He
smiled as he ripped down Mariah's panties.

     He turned Mariah on her back, then stared down at the brown forest
of hair between her legs.

     "Don't you dare!" she screamed. "Somebody help me!"

     The room was soundproof, and there was no help as Fred spread
Mariah's legs, then situated himself.

     "Let's see you scream about this," he yelled, suddenly thrusting
forward and into his daughter.

     "Oh, my God!" she screamed frantically. "No! Nooooo! Don't!"

     Mariah continued to scream as Fred started to thrust in and out.
Mariah was tight and dry, and her grip on him made him feel like he was
with a virgin. He continued his relentless assault.

     Mariah was in hysterics. Not only was she being raped, but by her
own father!

     "Bastard! I'll get you!" she continued to scream.

     Fred smiled as he continued to go in and out.

     "You won't tell anyone, you slut," he moaned. "It wouldn't be good
for your image to have it known your daddy fucked you."

     Mariah was quiet as Fred thrust faster and faster, until he came
again, his seed this time deep in Mariah's pussy.

     Fred lay on top of Mariah, still trying to kiss her as he slowed.
He pulled his manhood out of her now.

     "That was pretty good," he said with a smile. "Good fucks like you
are hard to find."

     Fred reached into his wallet, then pulled out a dollar bill.

     "That's about all your worth as a fuck," he said, slipping the
dollar between her legs.

     Mariah felt the dollar, looked at it, then started to scream and
struggle all over again.

     "Bastard!" she screamed. "I'll make sure you never get a cent of
my money! When I get through with you-"

     Fred slapped Mariah again, returning his hand to her hair, then
holding her up while he slapped her again and again. He threw his
daughter to the floor, and he went hard as she landed on her stomach,
exposing her ass.

     "Good things come to those who wait," he muttered as he went to
his knees.

     Mariah didn't know her father was behind her until she felt his
hardness as he tried to enter her.

     "Oh, noooo! Please! Not that! Pleeeaassse!"

     Fred thrust forward hard again, this time starting to sink again.
Mariah struiggled and wildly shook from side to side, her hair in
disarray as she tried to dislodge Fred from her ass.

     But she couldn't, and he smiled as he started to stroke in and out
of Mariah's ass.

     "That's a good girl," he whisperedin her ear. "That's it. Fuck
your daddy!"

     His words made her angry, and she again started to scream and yell
with every thrust.

     Fred went faster and faster, until he came again, his seed deep in
Mariah's ass.

     He lay on top of her for several moments before he pulled out.

     "That was a better fuck than before," he said. He took out a five
dollar bill. He rolled it up, then forced it in her ass. Mariah cried
out as she felt his finger start to work in and out.

     "I'm your father," he now yelled. "You'll live with me, and I'm
going to fuck your brains out every night. Do you understand?"

     Mariah screamed, then tried to slap her father.

     "Fuck you!" she yelled. "I'm going-"

     Fred rolled Mariah over and slapped her before she could say
another word. He waved his manhood in her face.

     "I said you'll sleep with me every night," he yelled. He pinched
her nipple, bringing new screams from Mariah. "Say it!"

     He started to pinch her other nipple as well. Mariah's screams
were loud.

     "Okay, okay," she screamed. "Let go of me. I'll sleep with you."

     Fred smiled. He pulled out a small voice activated tape recorder.

     "You just made a verbal contract, you dumb little whore," he said.
"You stick to it, or I'll just have to play this tape for the court,
your lawyer and your husband."

     Mariah blanched, but remained silent.

     "I want one last feel of you," said Fred. He sat on the chair.
"Come fuck me."

     Mariah gave an anguished cry as she stared at her father. He
stared at her hard nipples, her full brown bush, the pretty face stained
by tears. Mariah came to the chair, and she spread herself open as she
climbed on.

     As she sank down on him again, he loved the feel of power he had,
and he decided to enjoy his new position. As Mariah started to thrust
down, his own hips met hers as he started to thrust up and in.

     Mariah's look of shock remained in place as she fucked her father.
Fred smiled as he continued the ride, enjoying the feel of her brown
bush as it tickled him.

     Finally, he gave a loud moan and came, more of his seed shooting
deep in Mariah.

     Mariah was quiet as her father announced the settlement a few
minutes later. The look on her face was one of anguish and pain. No one
could see Fred's finger in Mariah's ass.
