EroticReverie

Mia Meadows 

I’m trembling as I lay in between Sampson and his son Silas on an enormous bed. Silas laying on his side , casually watching his father graze fingertips over the night gown he put me in. It covers my body but I still feel exposed, because there’s a strangers hand on my body, touching the parts of me I’ve only ever let Alex touch. Well, and now Silas as well. And now his father was touching me too. Either he mistakes my trembling for shivers of excitement and pleasure, or he knows I’m terrified and doesn’t care. I try to heed the warning Silas gave me. I try to pretend to want Sampsons hand on me, try to pretend to want him. 

I wonder how much of a fight Alex is putting up. If he put up a fight at all. Silas seemed to talk like he was so sure that Alex would gladly “relax” with his sister and mother. 

“Mmmm” Sampson groans as his hand grabs at one of my breasts. It’s hard. Uncomfortable and cruel. He squeezes the flesh hard and then releases and does the same to the other as I squirm slightly on my back. Sampson propped on his side beside me, naked.  His cock is hard and pressed against the side of my leg as his hand slips down over my stomach. 

“Are you fertile ?” He asks as his hand smooths over my stomach. 

“W-what?” I stammer and blink at him. My nipples pricking as I shiver with more fear. He smiles. 

“Your womb, is it breedable? Or are you on any contraception?” He asks me and my lip trembles slightly and I shake my head. 

“I’m…not..on contraception.” I force myself to answer him. 

“Mmmm, lovely.” He says and presses harder on my stomach. 

“Would you like me to fill your womb for you?” He asks and his hand slips over the fabric and onto my pelvis. Fingers pushing over my mound and I wince and close my eyes. 

“Would you like me seed your cunt?” he growls when I don’t answer. No. Of course I fucking don’t want that!!! But my eyes flick to Silas. His face doesn’t move. But he’s looking at me. His eyes burning with warning. My eyes flick back to his father and I nod. 

“Y-yes sir” I answer 

“Please, call me father” he smirks and then his hands are grabbing the gown and drawing it up , pulling bit by bit to let the fabric draw up my legs , I move my legs to make it easier. To make myself seem willing. 

“Yes, father” I answer and he hums. 

“She’s quite lovely, a very good addition to our family, don’t you think Silas?” Sampson asks as my ass lifts , and Sampson pulls the fabric up to my waist. 

“She is.” Silas answers and I try not to fucking cry. Or beg for him to stop when he places his hand between my legs and rubs my pussy. His fingers pushing between my lips. 

“Spread wide for me” he groans as his fingers keep moving and I whimper softly. Not from his touch. From the fear. My legs spread with the obedience that Silas promised would keep me alive. 

I hear faint thuds and muffled female sounds from outside the room.  I suck in a breath and Sampson groans and he pushes two fingers inside of me. 

“I take it you’re not a virgin” he says and I swallow hard and shake my head. 

“I’m not” I answer. 

“You sure feel like one darling” he says as he scissors his fingers inside of me as if testing the tightness. I’m wet. But not because of him. Because of what his son had just done to me before he came in here. 

“I like myself a nice tight cunt, you’re even tighter than your sister” he says and confusion makes me blink , until I realize he means his daughter. 

“Does your brother Alex fuck you often?” He asks and I swallow. He knows he’s my boyfriend. Not my fucking brother. But these twisted assholes are talking like we’re now their family. 

I nod. 

“I bet he does. Your cunt is very worthy of a man’s pleasure” he says and shoves his fingers deep and I let out a little yelp as my chest pitches upward and I feel my muscles clamp around his fingers. Not with want. But my body tries to reject them. To push them out. 

“Mmmm, so very fucking tight” he growls and then shifts down slightly and licks over the thin silk fabric and licks at the point of my nipple. The fabric wets slowly as he licks and licks and keeps pumping his fingers in and out of me. 

“I’m going to taste you. Then I’m going to fuck your tight cunt and breed you darling” he says and bites my nipple. I let out a cry. Fuck. That hurt. He grins and then immediately dives to my face and crashes his mouth to mine. His hard kiss makes my lip push against my teeth hard and then he licks my fucking mouth. His saliva coating my entire mouth and he lifts his fingers from my pussy and to his mouth and sucks them hard as he looks me in the eyes as I lay there shaking. 

“Mmmmmmmmm” he groans around his fingers. 

“Very nice darling” he says and then licks them. One at a time. Then between them. And sucks them each again individually.

“You taste so young” he groans and I feel my face twist and he glares at me when he sees my disgust. I try to wash it from my face but I know he’s already seen it. 

But he doesn’t yell at me. But he also doesn’t need to. His face says it all. Showing me the proof of what Silas told me. If I don’t learn to pretend, this man will end me. Well, he’ll have Silas end me. 

I feel my lip tremble , my eyes and nose burning as I try not to cry. Sampson moves over me and I lay there trying to remember to breathe. But I keep holding them. Afraid to breathe because I’m afraid of using my breaths to beg him to stop or free me or stop. Afraid my exhales will come with a cry or sound that exposes how much I really don’t want this. 

His hard cock pushes right against my pussy. He hovers over me. Hands to the bed now as he looks down at me and keeps taunting me.  Just to watch me squirm and get me to beg him to stop.

He’s still looking at me like he wants me dead after he uses me. So I take Silas’s advice. As fucked up as it is. 

“Breed me father” I say. Surprisingly not cringing or crying as I say it. Forcing myself to be as strong as I possibly can and do what I need to in order to live. To live long enough to get the fuck out of here. 

Silas groans beside me as his father groans over me. 

“Say it again darling” Sampson practically froths at the mouth.

“Please breed me father” I say. Figuring a please would also work to my favor at keeping this man from ordering his son to eliminate me after it was all over. 

There’s still noises from across the hall and I can hear them clearer as they grow louder and louder. Moans of a woman’s pleasure. Them calling Alex’s name. He was fucking them. He was giving into them. Was he doing it to survive? Or doing it because he wanted to? I hate how part of me knows, Alex would easily cave to this. And if we ever got out of here, he’d blame fucking them on the fact “he had to”.  I was mad at him. And it was mostly for bringing us to this insane fucking “hotel” , that wasn’t a hotel at all. It was a trap. A fucking hell. A fucking nightmare. 

My body jolts and I scream as Sampson drives right into me. Every inch, slamming into me. Stretching me every fucking possible way. Forcing me to take him all at once. Too much. It’s too much and it fucking hurts. My eyes watering and I cry again as he draws out with a grunt and slams right back into me. Forcing my body to jerk again and my eyes to fucking spill with tears of pain. 

Another violent thrust. Another. It didn’t matter if it hurt. I couldn’t tell him to stop. If I did, he wouldn’t anyways. And telling him to would only guarantee to add to my list of offenses and I’d up as worm food. 

“Oh, what a fucking cunt darling, what-a-fucking-cunt” Sampson grunts through each thrust as he rips into me over and over again. 

I force myself to look at him. Crying , unable to see him clearly through the blur of my tears. But clearly enough that the sadistic pleasures grin on his face makes me want to fucking claw his eyes out. He said he wouldn’t hurt me. Clearly that was fucking bullshit. I hated him. And wasn’t sure what I wanted more. To escape. Or to kill this man, this fucked up monster. 

“Nice and tight, nice and tight” he repeats to himself with a groan and my body tenses with each thrust , making my pussy clench even tighter. Giving him exactly what he wants without me trying to. 

“Oh yes darling, yes, nice and tight for fathers cock, your making it so nice and tight for me darling” 

I feel the tears soak the sides of my face and then his hand is at my throat and pushing on my wind pipe. Alex has choked me before. But we researched it. The safe way. This was not the safe way. And there was a good chance this man would crush my windpipe entirely if he kept going. If he pressed harder. 

He groans as he watches my eyes widen and mouth part as I try to suck in enough air for a single breath. But I’m wheezing, there’s a whistle sound coming through my airway as he pinches my wind pipe closed with his hand pressing even harder. 

His thrust become even more vicious, a malicious pounding of his hips , his cock obliterating my insides. The pinch of pain that seems to run through my entire body as he tries to fuck me deeper and deeper. His cock thundering slam after slam against my cervix as my vision starts to go black around the edges. 

I’m going to die. He’s going to kill me while he rapes me. I hear a murmur of Silas’s voice but I can’t make out anything as my vision goes out entirely. 

Maybe it’s seconds later. Maybe it’s minutes but I come out of it. Gasping. Crying. Screaming with Sampson still ontop of me. Still fucking me and grunting as he grins even wider while he groans. 

“There you go, welcome back darling” he smirks and groans. 

I’ve never been so fucking scared. And the fear of nearly dying has me begging him to stop. I can’t heed the warning. I’m in survival mode. Real survival mode. Not the the kind where my brain wants to follow Silas’s advice to better my chances. But it’s the last resort survival. Because this man nearly just choked me to death. 

His body wrangles mine into his control. I thrash as much as I can but his hands pin wrists and his body works and shifts to adjust for the way I thrash my hips and legs. 

“Oh darling, yessss” he groans as my body bucks into his. 

“Yesssss, fuck me darling” he grunts loudly. 

He’s sick. He’s either mistaking my attempts to get away as me participating in this, or he knows exactly what I’m doing and is choosing to pretend I’m fucking willing even as I’m pleading with him to stop. 

“Yessss, fuck my cock, take my seed” he grunts and I cry harder and my body loses most of its fight. I can only cry and choke on my sobs as he groans and slowly his thrusts. They’re still hard and deep and hums as he crashes his hips into mine. 

“Good girl, don’t fight it” he groans and ruts into me. 

“Take my seed darling, let me create life within you” he groans and I’m crying so hard I think I’m going to puke. 

“Yesssssssss” he hisses as his hips jerk. He cums inside of me. I can feel the warmth of it. Can feed the drip of it seeping out around his cock as he then continues to fuck me. 

“Yessssss darling” he grunts and slowly pulls out and grins at me as I lay there crying.  His hands real sing my wrists finally. But my arms just stay there. My body shaking with silent sobs and Sampson moves off of me and lays back to my side and rubs a hand over my stomach. Pushing up the fabric of the night gown and then groping my breasts. 

“These will fill out nicely with our child inside of you” he groans and twists one of my nipples. 

“Your turn son” Sampson says and then he reaches over me and Silas leans towards him and I don’t know why it shocks me at all. But it does when I see them kiss. When I see Silas part his mouth for his father and their tongues push back and forth and I’m laying there trembling. 

“Make me proud” Sampson groans. 

Silas nods and kisses his father again with a groan and I just fucking lay there as Sampson looks at me and smiles that fucking evil smile and his hand rubs over my breasts as Silas moves and grabs something. 

I hear the rip of the foil as Sampson touches my tits and rolls my nipples and watches tears roll down my face. 

“Did you enjoy me breeding you darling?” He asks. 

I nod. 

“Mmmm, when Silas is done using you, I shall fill you again then darling” he says and then fucking kisses me softly. As if he’s some kind of fucking gentleman. His hand lifts to my face as he groans against my mouth. 

“Your womb is mine for now. Once it is confirmed you carry our child, I’ll let Silas fill you. But for now, with your brothers, you must use protection. Do you understand?” He asks and I just nod.

“Say, yes father” he says and traces my lips with his fingertip. 

He smirks watching my lower lip tremble as I nod. 

“yes father”