Paul Gable

Whipped raped daughter

CHAPTER ONE

It was a kinky bar, one Tina Mathis knew she shouldn't be in. There were all sorts of guys in weird outfits, and the music drummed on like a giant heart. She was underage to boot, although her face and body made most people think she was twenty-one. Her best girlfriend, Kathy Harrington, had coaxed her into coming even though she felt wildly out of place.

Now, sitting meekly at the corner table, tapping one finger against her glass in time with the music, Tina felt as if she should leave. After all, she had told her mother she'd be in by eleven, and it was already ten.

"You like suckin' cock, baby?"

The horrible words whispered in her ear made the young blonde jump from her chair, nearly upending her drink. Kathy said something, grabbing for the drinks while Tina tried recovering from her shock. Turning, Tina saw a tall dark-haired man with, a bushy mustache and beard facing her. He was holding a beer in one hand, one leg propped up on the bottom rung of her chair. She couldn't tell if he was smiling at her, and wasn't sure now if she had heard him correctly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't…"

"I said, do you like suckin' cock? You know, wrappin' those pretty little lips around my prick and pulling down hard till I shoot in your throat. That kinda shit."

His voice was even moderated. Still Tina couldn't believe he was talking to her like this. She gathered her white wool sweater from the chair and flung it over her narrow shoulders, leaving the table.

"You you pig!" she gasped, casting a baleful glance at Kathy, who had missed the conversation.

"Tina, wait! Wait up!" Kathy shouted, grabbing her purse and racing after her friend.

"That man! That awful man! He ohhhh, I don't even want to talk about it!"