[SerflySGR]

Originally Posted by SerflySGR

I heard a loud thud. My poor father must have fainted from the news. I wish I could open my eyes and rush out to my father and tell him that I loved him no matter who he was; that I was thankful for him giving me a roof over my head and now, even though I was practically being 'sold off', it was to a rich household and it was for the better and I am thankful to him for that. My heart was suddenly filled with hatred for my father-in-law. Who could have thought that a kindly man like him could hide such vile words?

"That bastard! How could he do such a thing?" After Wanda's emotional recital, I had to say something, right?

"Itu bajingan," she cursed angrily.

"Your father-in-law could have just revealed that Pak Fauzi was not your real father and stopped at there. There was no need to rub it in." I was surprised that I even addressed Wanda's father as 'uncle'. Surely this will score some points with her and put me in a better position. All I could think of was to make Wanda feel protected and loved by me.

"Bukan," she corrected me......

When I heard the loud thud, instinctively, I thought my father had fainted but the next few words shocked me even further.

"Pick up the toys, Fauzi," my father-in-law said gleefully. "Cuff your wife's daughter to the bedpost so that she cannot resist. If you feel ashamed, there's a blindfold somewhere in there. Cover her eyes."

"No need abang, let this wretch see me fuck her!" the second voice replied, "your words have set me free from these chains that have bound me all these years. Now finally I am free to have my way. I am forever in your debt."

I felt the bulky leather cuffs that I was all too familiar with encircle my wrists; these were the same cuffs used during my training sessions with Mother.



With my eyes half closed, I could see shapes blocking the light. I didn't dare to open my eyes so I couldn't actually see anything else. It felt strange being cuffed by my own father; a man that I looked up to all these years. Now I'm being strapped down by him, awaiting him to take out his frustrations on me; whatever he felt like doing to my entrapped body, he was now free to do it.

I could hear his breathing and movement. Then I heard the sounds of clothing being removed. I heard footsteps coming towards me then I felt a sharp pain across my face.

“What are you doing?” my father's voice was hushed, as if he were afraid that someone might overhear.

"Since you don't need the blindfold; since you triumphantly boasted that you want to let Wanda watch you fuck her. Why not wake her up then?" my father-in-law gloated and he smacked me another two times. "You don't have to pretend anymore, Wanda," he said, "I saw you fidgeting. You must have heard the things we have said"

I lay there frozen, not knowing what to do.

"Pretending to be alseep, are you?" He gave me two more tight slaps; a third, just to be sure. "Wake up!"

I opened my eyes. I felt the hot tears, not from the pain of the flesh but the pain in my heart. In front of me were two naked old men, their cocks erected. I looked towards my biological father, the one who my father-in-law named Fauzi, hoping to catch a glimpse of guilt or shame or a glimmer of hope that he would rescue me from this humiliating situation but all I saw was anger and lust in her eyes.

Fauzi walked menacingly over to me and caressed my bottom. His strokes seemed loving. Firm. And yet with intention. "Remember this was how I used to sayang you when you were young, Wanda?" His voice cracked. I thought I heard some regret in his voice.

I was wrong.

Fauzi roughly pulled my pants off, along with my panties. As my wrists were now cuffed to the bedpost, there was no way I could resist. I wriggled my bottom. I struggled. I tried to kick him.

And I was rewarded with a slap.

Reeling from shock, I realized that my bottom had come off and my bare ass was now fully exposed. Fauzi began to touch me again. In between his caresses I felt a light breeze dancing across my exposed skin. Then it suddenly came. Another slap. It was so abrupt that it surprised me. I felt him cup the flesh of my bottom, spreading her cheeks slightly apart. Oddly enough, I also felt wet. I felt ashamed that my body behaved this way. Fauzi must have realized this and he started licking me. Soon he started slurping my juices.

I arched my back as my 'biological' father face fucked my pussy with his tongue till I had contractions. Satisfied with his handiwork, Fauzi stood up.

Looking at the two men before me, I knew there was more to come.