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The Door in the Closet

 

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Chapter Six


"What's up, Jilly?" Ruhk asked.

He'd been waiting for me by my locker after lunch and I made a face, as if I didn't have enough problems. Ruhk was a large, athletic sort of boy and very handsome. Being in thirteenth grade, he might have been two or maybe three years older than me, and more than a little interested in being my bestest friend.

"Excuse me," I said pointedly, since I wanted to get inside my locker, or at least get some stuff out of it.

"What do you say we go out tonight?" Ruhk's eyes moved around as he dipped his head, trying to catch mine beneath my auburn hair. "After I get off work, I'll pick you up."

"It looks like you're already busy," I told him, glancing at Tiffy who stood nearby watching us.

She followed him everywhere and now she was trying to look bored while she fingered the piercing in her tiny clit, but I could feel her cobalt eyes staring at me. Ruhk didn't even look; he knew his blonde girlfriend was there.

"Don't worry about her," he said and I bet he probably knew where she was every minute of the day. "Tiff can stay home if she makes you nervous, but if you like her…"

"Stop it!" I jerked as I felt his hand reaching between my thighs. He'd slipped his two middle fingers inside me, not much, but enough and it was annoying.

"Like fuckin' butter down there." Ruhk grinned at me, putting his wet fingers in his mouth and sucking my juices off them.

"You'd better hope Mahk doesn't catch you," I told him, shuffling my books in and out of my locker.

"Or what?" The guy laughed, combing his wet fingers through his tangled black hair. Ruhk like to wear it long, down to his shoulders, and he looked like a ruffian.

"You ain't the balls for or what," I said seriously, grabbing Ruhk's cock through his trousers and he wasn't even hard, just big. 

"Yeah? Keep rubbin', girl." He smiled at me and I stared right back while I worked his dick, feeling it starting to grow.

"You know…" I licked my lips, "…you oughta let me put a ring on this sometime. You might like it."

"Not a chance, Jilly," Ruhk said, reaching for my pussy again and I slipped my hand a little lower, finding his balls through the purple silk and I gave them a real squeeze.

"Awww Fuck!" He went on his toes for a second before I let him go.

"Oops!" I made an apologetic face and slammed my locker shut about an inch from his nose. 

"I love you too!" Ruhk called after me and I just waved over my shoulder. I could hear his girlfriend trying to soothe the poor boy's injured ego.

We'd never get along, a guy like Ruhk and me, just because he had a totally Dom personality and I wasn't submissive at all. We didn't have any balance. But the attraction was there. I got juicy every time I saw the boy and I wanted to fuck him, yeah. I'd make out with Ruhk for hours if I could, but only because I'd really want to ring his cock and make it mine, you know? I wouldn't want to break him, not completely, just enough to keep the boy on his knees.

Ruhk would break me if he could though, I knew that. He'd put a twizzler through my clit so fast I'd think it happened last week. The last thing I wanted to do was give anyone control over my body though. Thanks, but no thanks! Like that Tiffy girl, she couldn't have more than thirteen and she'd already given herself up for life probably. She didn't even go to school anymore except to be with her boyfriend and a lot of subbies were like that. Ruhk fucked her around too, everybody knew it, but if anyone asked her, Tiff just said she was in love and her cunt belonged to Ruhk. She was happy, there's no denying that, so I had no business judging her. They had real good harmony going.

He wasn't the only one like that and Tiffy wasn't the only submissive girl either. My school had it's share of dominant males, just like any school did, so I'm not really complaining. I just didn't hang out with that crowd very much, obviously. All my friends were Dommes and our boyfriends were subs and that was that. And in between there were the people in the middle. They were either neutrals or switches, or just trying to figure themselves out still. You gotta have both sides of the equation or things would get crazy, like at my house. That thought made me frown and I really wasn't looking forward to going home after school, except I wanted to go back to Jimmy's room and hear about his first full day after being ringed.

Gods! That was so cool. I wished I could bring him to my school, just so I could show him off. Mahk would probably get pissed though and that's the bad thing about not breaking a boyfriend completely. They tend to worry too much. As if I didn't? Heh! I'd been thinking about that Mandy chick all day long and all I could say was that there'd better not be any lipstick on Jimmy's cock when I saw him again. I mean, making out was one thing, I'd mostly be okay if she just sucked his dick or made out with his asshole. But if she fucked him? No way! Just thinking about some other girl's cunt riding my new boyfriend's cock without asking me first was enough to make me mad.

That sounds kinda insane, I know. He wasn't really my boyfriend. Jimmy lived in a different universe, for one thing. For another, well, he was me…Wasn't he? So if he was happy, I shoulda been happy too. Or something like that. That's the problem with having even a small dominant streak like mine, I tended to overreact sometimes. I just wished I knew what to do about my dad. That's what stressed me because I had no choice in any of it. Dad owned me, so long as he didn't abuse me or whatever, and sometimes I wished he would just so I'd have an excuse, you know? But all he ever did was make me jerk him off or suck him sometimes. He might make me fuck him one of these nights, but that wasn't abuse. That's just Dad being a dad. 

How he did it, that's where our problems lay. He rejected his wife and drove her away, drank too much, blamed the world for his problems. We didn't have sex because he loved me, but trying to prove that would be next to impossible without getting him into a hospital. Only Mom could do that, but she didn't care anymore, so…It all sucked.

"He's been asking for you," Mom said as soon as Mahk dropped me off at home. 

"Great." I dropped my book bag on the kitchen floor.

"He said he didn't see you at all last night," Mom continued as she punched in an order for dinner. I guessed she didn't feel like cooking. "Where were you, Jilly? You can't leave him like that."

"I know." I frowned.

"He needs you," she sighed. "I need to know you're here at night."

"Why?" I looked at her. "So you can have all the fun?"

"Jilly? Jilly!" my dad yelled.

"This is so unfair," I told her.

"Jilly! Get your ass in here!" Daddy shouted.

"I know." Mom offered me a sad look, like she shared my pain. Yeah right. "You'd better go see him."

I didn't say anything else to her. I wanted to ask why she didn't do something about him, but she didn't even know how, I bet. I found my dad looking through the window like always, holding a half-filled glass and yelling my name.

"I'm here, Daddy," I said softly.

"See your cunt." He leered at me and I had the sudden impression that Mom had been working him up for me. I don't know exactly how, but I could sure guess why.

"Do you want me to rub your leg, Daddy?" I asked him, fighting my revulsion down at just saying the words.

"I said show me your cunt!" he yelled and I blinked at him, feeling my face redden.

"It's right here, Daddy." I pulled my shorts open so he could see my labia and my pink slit still damp from the ride home and Mahk's goodbye kiss.

"Don't think I know, huh?" He grinned at me and his eyes were glazed with alcoholic lust.

"Know what, Daddy?" I swallowed hard and got on my knees just because I didn't like the way he looked at my pussy. "Let me kiss you, Daddy. I'll make you feel better."

"You're a good girl, Jilly," my dad sighed. He closed his eyes and I thought he might go to sleep. "Not like your mother. Bitch. Whore. I know what's going on. I know."

I reached for the glass barely held in Daddy's fingers and I thought he might drop it and spill whatever he was drinking. Whiskey, it looked like, but he had bottles of everything. It didn't really matter.

"Fuck you doing?" He opened his eyes just as I touched his glass.

"Nothing, Daddy!" I sat back quickly, putting my hands in my lap.

"Steal my medicine?" He laughed. "Medicine. Heh! Where's your cunt? You take a pill?"

"What? No, Daddy!" I shook my head and tried to hide my guilt. I intended to steal one of my mom's pills as soon as I got the chance. It wasn't like I could just buy one and Mom sure wasn't going to protect me anymore.

"Give your Daddy a kiss." He lifted his glass, swallowing the amber liquid with a single large gulp.

"Yes, Daddy." I nodded and pulled his blanket down, exposing his swollen cock and leaving the stump of his leg mercifully covered. I leaned forward, ready to give him another blowjob and hoping he'd just relax this time and enjoy it. I could make it so good for him, if he'd just…

"Not like that, bitch!" He swung his palm at my face and I leaned back just quickly enough to avoid getting slapped.

"B-But, Daddy…"

"Kiss it with your cunt!" he demanded, wiping his grinning mouth with the back of his hand.

"Daddy…No, please…" I started and that just made him angry.

"Little whore! Sayin' no to your own Daddy now? Get your cunt on it!" he shouted, grabbing me by the arm and jerking me off balance.

"Give him what he wants, Jilly," Mom said and I saw her standing in the doorway.

"What? Mom?" I winced as my dad squeezed my arm painfully.

"I ordered some pasta for your dinner," she said, brushing her hair while Daddy pulled me awkwardly to my feet. "It'll be here in about half an hour, so you'd better make it fast. He won't last long anyway."

"Come here, girl." Dad pushed and pulled me around like a rag doll.

"Where are you going?" I asked Mom weakly, blinking hard as I was turned around with my ass over Daddy's lap. He'd grabbed my hips, pulling my cunt down to meet his cock as he sat in his chair. I wasn't fighting him, seeing my mom like that had surprised me. It had kicked the wind right out of me.

"I have to go," she said softly. "I can't stay here anymore." 

"No! Ahhh…No! Stop…Daddy!" I gasped, waking from my shock as I felt his rigid penis suddenly splitting my lips and then the soft walls of my pussy, reaching for my fertile womb.

"Oh uh! Jilly! Ride it, slut! Fuck your Daddy good!" he said, breathing hard with his powerful arms wrapped around my waist and holding me tightly.

"Goodbye, Jilly. Be good to him," she said. "He loves you."

Mom smiled at me and this was all she'd been waiting for.

Daddy was fucking me and if he didn't knock me up today, he would eventually. Mom would file a misconsummation of marriage and that would be it. As soon as my pregnancy test came back positive with his name on it, I'd be married to the man who'd planted the baby inside me. I'd always thought it was a pretty fair law, until I realized it was happening to me. 

"Mom! Ow! Fuck! Stop…Let me go! Daddy!" I tried to get away, but he was too big and too strong and all my struggling just seemed to make it better for him. 

I worked my pussy around his big cock like I was grinding with him, with my legs spread wide and my labia wrapped around the base of his shaft. Daddy held me down with his arms around my tummy, grunting and groaning, pressing his face into my hair. He licked at my skin, touching my neck with his tongue and that felt so completely disgusting! He tried to kiss my cheeks with his mouth and I kept turning my head to stay away from him. He probably kissed my mom like that when they fucked in bed, the perverted bastard. Like what Jimmy had talked about, touching tongues and all that. It seemed so sick and taboo and I wanted nothing to do with it.

"Good girl," Daddy whispered, panting the words as he rocked his hips and tried to fuck me, even though his cock wasn't sliding in and out at all. It was just inside me, the length of his prick stretching my hole, digging at the soft, sensitive pillow of my cervix. He had a big dick. Really big and it started feeling good, as stupid as that sounds. My pussy didn't care who fucked me; all she knew was that she had a hard penis to love, buried to the balls and aching for release. The sensations were going to make me cum soon and I wished I wouldn't, but what could I do about it?

I had a lot of conflict inside, no harmony at all, and I'd heard stories about girls who got off on that. Boys too, some of them, who enjoyed the confusion. It had never made a lot of sense to me, but I'd never been raped before either. Discovering that part of me liked it only made it worse, but it wasn't that terrible either, I admit. The sex part only bothered me because I didn't want to end up married to my dad, but the tingling in my tummy, the spasms in my pussy were making it hard to think about that.

Daddy fucked me good and I found myself lifting my hips and pushing down, wanting more as my orgasm rose.

I'd have fucked my dad anyway if we were normal about it and everything. I mean, lots of girls had sex with their dads, it wasn't a big deal. But they weren't getting pregnant from it either. Their dads were ringed, most of the ones I knew, or else they took precautions. Like Ajjie's dad. She'd been fucking him since she'd turned ten or something, but he was totally spermless too, I knew that. Ajjie's mom had gotten him nulled right after Ajjie had been born. I wished my mom had done that to my dad. He wanted to knock me up because he was afraid of being alone and Mom had really screwed me over this time.

"You wanna fuck me, Daddy?" I breathed, feeling my heart beating fast.

"Oh, you…slut!" Daddy gasped as I lifted myself up slightly and then dropped my cunt on his cock, giving the man a serious grind at the end.

"Like that…Yeah, Daddy…I'll fuck your big cock!" I promised, grabbing the arms of his chair so I could really work him good. 

I had me knees bent, hunched over with my small round ass rubbing my dad's stomach as I bounced up and down. I began fucking his dick hard and fast, feeling that little jolt of screaming pleasure everytime his cockhead smashed into the bottom of my cunt. My clit throbbed and my nipples had become hard little points of fire beneath my t-shirt. I concentrated on keeping my pussy tight for him, squeezing those muscles and grabbing his dick with the walls of my sex.

I fucked Daddy the best I knew how, showing him why I got all those high grades in sex education class, and I concentrated on grabbing his prick with my soft flesh and massaging it the way I'd learned on the fuck dummies at school. It was like swallowing the man with my pussy, sucking him with my sexy mouth and begging to drink his hot sperm into my womb. It got me off too, like I said, but I couldn't help the wanting. I'd spent my entire life learning to enjoy sex and I couldn't turn that off just because I didn't want to get pregnant. Yeah, I know that doesn't make sense, but what else can I say?

"Jilly…Yeah, girl! Fuck your Daddy now…Fuck my cock, baby!" Daddy had let go of my tummy and now he just held my hips, and not so tightly either. 

He let me ride his cock, enjoying the way I made him feel good. This was the fuck he wanted from his daughter, a good hard ride and he would sperm me good at the end of it. Daddy wanted to fuck a baby inside me and keep me forever, that's what he was thinking. He'd give me one baby and then another, he'd keep me knocked up the rest of my life. I wouldn't finish school. I'd never go to university or have a real career. I'd never find the man I was supposed to love. I'd be stuck with him, stuck fucking my Daddy and rubbing ointment on his stump for the rest of my life.

Fuck that!

"Heyuh huh! Cunt! Get back here! Whore! Fuck!" Daddy shouted when I pushed myself off him, struggling to keep my balance as I stumbled and then ran out of the room. "You little bitch! Get back here! Jilly!"

I ran up to my bedroom, locking the door behind me and feeling a little dizzy because I had been pretty close to cumming. Daddy had a great cock! But not that great and I wasn't gonna let him cum inside me, no way. I opened my closet door and of course the doorway wasn't there. Jimmy's door must have been closed, so all I could see was my stupid junk sitting on the shelves. It was still too early, not nighttime yet, and I frowned at that, breathing hard and wondering what I should do.

At least my dad wasn't chasing me, not really. I could hear him hopping around downstairs, half-drunk and falling down a lot, it sounded like. That would only make it that much worse when he caught me though. Why hadn't my mom done something? It would have been embarrassing maybe, yeah. Nobody likes to admit their marriage is out of balance, but people do it all the time. She'd have to get counseling, get a psych adjustment probably, but at least Daddy would have gotten some treatment. She was such a coward.

"I should turn them in," I thought out loud, just because I felt totally frustrated.

That had been on my mind before. Nobody else knew what was going on, since my dad just stayed in the house all the time. If I did turn them in, I had to do it before Mom petitioned the Oracle, otherwise the scales would be reset and it would be too late. But if I turned them in, then I'd be an orphaned offspring and sent off to live in a crèche. That's like the very last thing in the world I wanted, you know? Especially now that my bedroom closet led to another universe! Why did my dad have to fixate on me? If he'd let me ring him, we could fuck all the time. I wouldn't mind. I wouldn't marry him, but I still would've taken care of him…Stupid drunk bastard!

So I couldn't turn them in. Zeus! The gods must really hate me.

"Jilly! Get your ass down…Here!" I heard Daddy yelling and I guess he didn't feel like trying to hop up the stairs.

"Go away, Daddy!" I yelled back, which was totally pointless.

"Oh, Jilly! I'm sorry, honey," Dad said, trying to trick me. "I didn't mean to get mad. I'm just a little…I'm sick, Jilly. My leg hurts."

"You're drunk and your leg is gone!" I yelled at him. 

"Fuck you! Whore!" Thump…Thump… long pause …Thump! "You owe me everything! I'm your Daddy!" Thump!

He was coming now and I cursed my big, stupid mouth.

I glanced at the window, but there wasn't anything out there except a twenty-some foot drop to the front yard outside. There wasn't a roof or even a gutter to try and climb. I'd have to jump and probably break something. I could run to his room, go through one of the windows and onto the roof over the kitchen maybe. That might work, but to tell the truth I'm afraid of roofs. Not heights, looking down didn't bother me, but when I'd been small I'd fallen off the roof trying to do exactly what I was thinking about. I'd never tried it again and just the idea frightened me. So how desperate was I?

Why couldn't Jimmy open his door? I went inside my closet, banging the back wall with my fist, as if the boy would hear me. All that did was sorta hurt and it totally frustrated me. I felt ready to cry. 

"Jilly! I'm comin' girl! Get your cunt ready for daddy!" He yelled and the man was laughing. I could picture him hopping up the stairs on one leg with his huge cock bouncing up and down, spattering his precum on the walls and floor.

"Put your engagement ring on, Daddy," I said, knowing that to be a useless suggestion. Even if he did put it on, I could still get knocked up. 

He'd have enough sperm in the tube threading his cock to do the job ten times over; getting it out of his balls didn't matter at all for a couple months or so. He didn't even need to orgasm, it would trickle out all by itself. Theoretically Daddy could have already made me pregnant, because as I'd learned in school, sperm was tricky stuff and it didn't take a real orgasm to get a little inside me. And all it took was one little swimmer getting lucky. That's why I'd been teaching Jimmy to butt fuck me. We'd be doing a lot of that until I could be sure he was just leaking harmless seminal fluid when he pumped me.

"Ring me?" Thump! "You sound like your mother, the whore!" Thump! "I might be missin' a leg, bitch! But I'm still a man! More'n I ever was!"

"I know, Daddy!" I replied loudly. "I just want you to fuck me for a long time is all."

"Heh! Liar! I know what you're thinking, girl!" Thump! And that one sounded closer and I knew Daddy had to be at the top of the stairs by then.

Ding-Dong …The doorbell rang.

"Fucks that! Who's that? One of your boyfriends? You slut!" Daddy yelled and he just about reached my door. I heard him hopping and pounding the wall as he drew nearer, finally bracing himself against it with a loud creaking noise.

"Pasta guy!" I said to myself as I ran to my window and saw a delivery scoot hovering at the end of the front walk. 

I opened my window, leaning out over the ledge and saw somebody standing there dressed in green and gold. Domino's Pasta colors and they were always on time or your pasta was free!

"Hey! Hey you! Pasta guy!" I sorta yelled, but more like whispered really loudly, and then I hissed at him. "Up here!"

"What?" The guy looked around for a second and then looked up finally.

"Jilly, you cunt! Fuck your cunt! Open this door!" Daddy yelled, banging on my bedroom door with his fist.

"Ruhk?" I blinked at him.

"Jilly?" He grinned at me, holding a big insulated carton with the Domino's logo on it. "I didn't know this was your order. I woulda…"

"Shut up!" I said. "Get your scoot, I need a ride!"

"Oh, you bitch!" Daddy banged again, using his shoulder or something, because the whole door rattled in its frame.

"Hurry!" I told Ruhk and he just looked confused. "Get up here and get me!"

"You wanna go out?" he asked and that seemed like the dumbest, stupidest question I'd ever heard in my life, but that's what he thought I meant. I wasn't gonna disappoint him either, not yet anyway.

"Yeah! But right now! This second! Hurry!" I glanced over my shoulder as I heard the sound of splintering wood.

"I'm comin' bitch! Daddy's comin' for ya now, Jilly!" Daddy kind of gasped and then the door shook. A framed picture of me and my parents in happier times fell off my wall, bouncing off my desk with a clatter of broken glass.

"What's all that noise?" Ruhk frowned at me.

"Now!" I yelled and Ruhk finally took the hint as he hurried to his scooter.

I looked at my door, knowing it would only take another two or three good shoves before it gave way. Daddy kept ranting about fucking me, about making me pay for being such a selfish whore of a daughter. For fucking all my boyfriends and running away from my Daddy like I had.

"Ugh!" Daddy groaned and the door burst open so that he fell flat on his face inside my bedroom, all in a heap and staring up at me with a mean look on his face.

Daddy looked kind of crazy and for the first time in my life I felt afraid of him, I really did. He wasn't in his right head anymore, not that he'd been before, but this was different. He wanted to hurt me now, I thought, and that was such a strange thing to experience that I almost froze. People don't hurt each other.

"What's he doing?" Ruhk's voice woke me up and his small delivery scooter hovered right outside my window. 

It wasn't very big, just enough for him and some pasta on the back of it, but I didn't hesitate. I climbed out of the window head first, grabbing Ruhk's broad shoulders and totally hoping he'd strapped himself on! I lifted one leg onto the window sill and the scooter was a few feet away from the house and it seemed an awfully long ways down. I remembered falling off the roof and my dad had begun crawling across the floor, reaching for my other foot…

"Go!" I shouted, more or less hopping like a big frog out of the window and onto the scooter.

My tummy lurched as we dropped ten feet all at once, until Ruhk gave it some lift and then some throttle. He'd seen my dad's face too. I'd only gotten mostly on the bike at first, a lot of me wanted to fall off, so Ruhk kept us low and slow and flying over people's lawns just in case I really did fall. That was kind of nice of him and I appreciated it, believe me. I felt plenty scared enough already! A few seconds later I got my balance and we were okay. I straddled the small seat with my body pressed to the boy's back and Ruhk gave the scoot some throttle, taking us above the trees and away for good.

"Who the fuck was that guy?" he yelled over his shoulder and I just giggled with relief.

"That was my dad," I said and Ruhk gave me a real funny look.

 

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