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Survival or Passion

He was figuring out her body quite well by switching between her clit and tender entrance while also caressing and fondling her body to make her wiggle and squirm while voicing soft moans. Growing close to feeling a climax she would buck her hips up into his mouth whimpering in attempts to get herself off but his tongue was not enough, possibly his fingers. Reaching down she snatch one of his hand to guide it down between her legs 'U-use your fingers again" she pants out finding words already difficult. Hoping he would accept her suggestion she would be able to continue the edging a little longer before mewling for his cock for she needed more.
 
Chuckling softly once he pulled away from her tender lower entrance. Victor would sit up, as he moved her legs off his shoulders. slowly turning his daughter onto her side.
the older man moved to position her back against his chest. as her one leg pulled to rest over his side. as his one hand now moved to begin to finger her. all the while his thicker lover
spear rubbing against Liz's back size. as if reminding her, and teasing his little girl that their was a much thicker love spear she could enjoy, instead of just two fingers. as the thumb rubbed
her cute little nub.

his other hand moving to gently play with her breast, twisting and teasing his little girl's excited, and erect nipple. his lips moving to bite, and pull at her ear lobe. before moving to kiss and work on giving liz
a healthy little hickie on her innocent flesh.
 
Confused by his chuckling she would pout as she was moved about so she was pressed against his chest with her leg resting over his side, taking a moment to realize what he was doing. Her hands grasp at the blanket as she lets out a moan, laying her head back on him while his hand fondled and teasing on her sensitive nipple making her squirm all the more. She would attempt in moving away from his pleasuring torture but would always be trapped by him fingering her senseless. The she felt his lips upon her skin, suckling and nipping to create a hickie, a marker of some sort that would fade over a few days depending how dark he made it. "Oh daddy..." moaning softly as she was rock her hips with his thrusting fingers "fa-faster....please, I am so close" whining out.
 
Hearing her whining in need, Victor would stop from the oral assault on her neck. as he whispered into her ear.
"So then, would my cute little lover want to get off from simple foreplay? or perhaps the sensation of being filled proper hmm?"

as he said this in a soft loving yet alluringly dark tone. Victor would begin to rub his thick cock between her cheeks, as his fingers continued to move faster, and deeper into her, as deep as they could reach.
however unable to get as deep as when his cock was in her. the other hand freeing her tit from his assault, as this hand moved down to pinch, play with and twisted her clit now. waiting to
hear if these cute sounds grew all the needier, or if his foreplay would be enough to get her off.
 
Hitching her breath by his increase in pace, reaching the limit of his foreplay to see if she could get off or needed more of him. She would toss her head, biting upon her lip in attempts to quiet herself while he went at her without mercy with his fingers. Then his reminder of his love spread teasing between her cheek drew quite the whimper out of her, she was so close as she squirting but not reaching a full orgasm. "please daddy, please, I want more, give me more, fill me up to the brim" she pants out, looking up to him.
 
"If that is what you want, very well, But remember after tonight you are mine and mine alone. "
with these soft yet cruel and oddly passionate words for her ears. Liz would feel the emptiness as her father removed his fingers from her. only to take his time
and slowly push his wicked spear deep into liz. Spreading her now slick, and well prepped folds, as his girthy rod invaded her depths, stretching her tight inner flesh around his invasive
spear. going balls deep, before beginning to move slowly at first. it would be unknown to Victor if Liz could endure being deep penetrated in her current state or if that alone would make her release.
as he would make sure to use her until he was sated this time. unlike the first time where he pulled out of his little angle after she got off.
 
She blinks not understanding that phrase but she was far too lost in the pleasure to truly question as he removed his fingers making her feel light as air before he began to fill her with his cock. Balling ehr hands into fists she would lean forward her chest pressing into the towel under her so that he was facing her back side, her plump ass cheeks squishing together under his force while he forced his entire length within her, little resistance this time around. Liz rolled her eyes back letting out a drawn out moan as he filled her with his hot rod of a cock finding he was being more slow this time while she was on edge of cumming. His slow thrusts mixed with his balls smacking her entrance was enough to make her orgasm allowing him to focus on pleasing himself more than her.
 
Now having successfully filled his little Liz, Victor would begin to move. his wicked rod sliding out of her only to slam back in even harder. each time the impact of his shack against her tender flesh growing louder, and more audibly moist.
as his hands moved to play with her clit, and breast, while thrusting deep, and fast into little liz. Victor moved to assault her neck once more. working making the hickie he gave her all the darker, before working on a second one.

this would begin to go on, as Victor began the slow proccess of digging out his daughter's depths, shaping her love tunnel to be an ideal and perfect cock sleeve for his needs alone. all the while the sight of this was becoming all the more engrossing, and
alluring to their hidden audience.
 
She would begin to hitch her moan, catching her breath to keep up with his railing of his cock inside her, feeling her walls stretching and molding to fit him perfectly while keeping their tightness. 'Ah...fuck daddy, you are deep" she would pant out trying to keep it together for him while he pounded her, rocking and jiggling her body with every thrust he made. Her breasts clapping together as did her ass cheeks while he continued upon his hickies and teasing her with his hands was overwhelming to her body that she was already closing to orgasming again.
 
"Don't worry sweat heart, papa will take damn good care of you. making his little angle a perfect lover. "

saying this to Liz as Victor aggressively filled her, eventually getting to the point he was doing rapid, shallow thrusts. pulling out only a small amount before slamming back into her.
his soft sacking slapping against her bouncing, jiggling frame all the more. as he held her with his hands hitting the tender bits as much as he could.
the old man was using his experience to full brake his innocent little girl in completely. wanting to ensure her body was his. more then that, her mind would be broken and addicted to
this pleasure if he played his cards right. ensuring Liz would only be his, and obey her papa like a good little slut once he was done with her. unaware how many sessions it would take to fully
break her, under the false promise of it being passionate, and loving intercourse.
 
Parting her lips for her tongue to hang out while he continued to his path of molding her pussy into his perfect cock sheathe while she was a mewling mess of moans until drawing out a loud moan. She came heavily over his, squirting out some juices while her walls squeeze him tightly "oh yes!" calling out from the pleasure, overwhelming that she rolled her eyes back with heavy pants to show she had reached her limit and would not last much longer. HIs stamina was built far better than hers, it would take time to last a full first round more after.
 
Stopping right as Liz hit her second release. as her old man had a wicked smirk on his face. pulling out of her. Leaving the daughter to think for a moment, that it was over. however she would feel how he would begin to move Liz onto her back.
forcing her daughter into a missionary position, so he could begin to take her once more. Victor would speak softly, as he began to fill his little angel once more.

"Alright my cute little Liz. tell papa if this hurts, as were going for a full round together. " saying this before leaning into her, to start at Liz's shoulder, and kissing tours her lips. Victor planned to use, and nut into his daughter. not caring if he knocked her up. as
his mind saw her body as an object of pleasure. but painted the training, and claiming as an act of passion. while he would continue even after she passed out until he felt sated. Victor hoped his little girl would last long enough for him to give her his first release while kissing her lips deeply. however Liz's stamina would be something that needed alot of work still, when compared to her more experienced father and lover.
 
Catching her breath from the sensation of him exiting her depths allowing the thought of it being over before he flipped her onto her back where she was met facing him as he entered her once more. A sensation that was of it's own sparking her back to life as he trails kisses up her shoulder to her lips while she was still a mewling mess. "Fu-full round?" she would barely speak out as he pounded her while she could feel him swelling before her eyes rolled back and she passed out under him.
 
as many hours passed, Liz would come to in her father's arms. However she would find an odd sensation between her legs. the dried yet sticky residue. However the young lady would discover that her old man had pulled out, and came on her, instead of in her. however he did not wash or clean his little girl up. wanting to let her rest. however this knowledge would reveal to her, that to be properly loving they needed to get each other off. as she was the only one to truly get off and multiple times. as it was not the same if the sensation was not shared properly. However as she would come to on the futon, in her father's arms. her head against his shoulder, her frame slightly in front of him.


Liz would find her legs unable to stand if she tried to, however at the same time, as she would come to. her eyes would be greeted by the sight of this monstrous log before her, in full erection while her old man was out cold.
as it was, she could easily rest her head back on him and pass out once more. try to enjoy herself to some degree, if their was still the faintest of needs, or if she tried to move. discover how weak she had become from her father's all night long fuck fest on her elegant body.
 
Coming back to reality Liz awoke back on the futon covering juices and dried sweat as she slowly sat up to find she had been cuddling her father in their current nude forms. She would glance over herself finding a sticky substance upon her lower region but over all she was alright, a mirror would be better. Still she felt exhausted she turned over from her father he was a living heater at the moment. Desiring to shower she closed her eyes once more drifting into a peaceful slumber, soreness settling in between her thighs but she was greatly satisfied.
 
Having fallen back asleep for some time. this time, as she would awaken a second time. It would be her father, Victor who would wake Liz. as he gently rubbed her shoulder with his one hand.
moving to wake her, but in a gentle manor, as to allow her to remain asleep if Liz was that far gone in exhaustion.

if she woke he would ask if she was ready to enjoy a nice long bath with her old man. as he would carry her, and washer. stating he still had much to teach his special lover
about being a special woman for him. things would seem to start off loving, gentle, and more so like a dream come true. however with these gentle teachings, he would slowly begin to condition his little angel
to live with out clothing. to hunt in public with him, as to both use her as bait, and teach her how to hunt to some extent. as Liz would discover her old man had a major thing for strong able women. more so if she was seen
freshly hunting, killing or even prepping a kill, she would end up having to fend her old man off with a stick in the coming days. but for now it was but the beginning. the gentle care, and the getting use to living in the nude.
 
Rubbing her eyes to further awaken by her father stirring to mention drawing a bath to wash them both off from the sexual fun they had performed outside for all to see but she has not heard her father mention anything of natives other than beasts and meat they could kill. She would not fight him carrying her into the bathroom where he drew them a bath, the warm water welcoming to her tired body and sweaty skin. First lesson was harder than the pre-lesson she got earlier, it was one and done this time she passed out and father came all over her which was embarrassing as she smelt of him and a sex and all else involved. At least he was willing to clean her up though she would have to change the sheets before they return to bed, what time was it anyways? All that happened after dinner so it was dark out. She looks down the window seeing the sun rising to reveal it was the following morning already.
 
Once they were in the bath together, Liz would find her old man gently and caringly washing her up. his powerful and rough hands gently moving along her frame. as the bubbles, and suds slowly began to coat her.

the way Liz was being handle would cause the sensation of desire to slowly begin to build up with in her once more. however no where near as strong as prior. More then that, her mind would have flashes of how
her father had taken her, and made Liz into his special lover.

"Let papa know if he get's to rough at any point. gonna make sure his little girl is all nice and clean. " saying this, his massive, and rough hand moving gently along her impressive and large bust, getting the bubbles
to form on her. as the other hand slid under the water, rubbing along her inner thigh, as the thumb gently slid along her tender area. cleaning off the spunk, or so it seemed. when he was playing with her, in a less intrusive manor.

Little did Liz know, that this day would be the first day once the bath was done, that they would be moving about this world in the nude, her more so then her old man.
 
Sitting with him in the bath felt strange at first but she grew accustomed after a few minutes, allowing him to clean her up from the mess he made due to her blacking out cause of his actions. She began to pout a little in thought of what all this would mean when they returned home, would he just ignore her and go back to mother? Just the thought made her uneasy in her heart then he teased along her folds causing the young woman to spook deciding she was cleaned up as she got out of the bath. Wrapping a towel around herself after drying off she hurries to the bedroom where she would sort through her clothes for something more meant for hiking out outdoor activities.
 
Noticing how his little girl seemed to get so flustered, Victor chuckled to himself. as the older man calmly got up, and began to dry himself off with a towel. before not even bothering to put anything more then his town on.
Moving out of the restroom, and to his little girl's room. as she was now setting out her clothing for the out door excursion for the next morning to come, Moving to lean in the door frame, as he silently waited and watched his little
girl pick out her clothing, until she was ether done, or noticed him their.


"SO you got what you want to wear all picked out? We should be careful with limited clothing. Might be best for us to go about all natural until we get a call from a rescue. Don't want to have all our clothing destroyed, and be in the nude when they come to rescue us."

Saying this, in a way to explain his desire to see his little girl always naked. However more then that, Liz would find an odd sensation, one which would be both enjoyable, and confusing for the young lady. as if wanting to be in his arms, and at the same time to know what would happen between them once, mama was back in the picture. However if she had the heart to ask, Her old man would gladly talk with her honestly about this, more so while they laid together to get some rest for the night at this point. in his mind, thinking of how perfect this was going so far. More so sense he had all the dry seasoning laced, which was how he broke her mother so long ago. he would now do the same to his little angel. and make her into his new special lover. out with the old, and in with the young innocent victim. a cruel, dominating, and wicked mind set, despite his gentle, and loving exterior.
 
Not spotting her father until she was done prepping her clothing was yet another spook but this time attempted to with hold showing the reaction due to him enjoying her first one. She rolls her eyes by his pointing out of limited clothing options which made her shrug "I rather prevent bug bites and scrapes, plus technically we should not be in the nude outside, leaves us vulnerable" pointing out to her father. She got dressed without another word into long pants with socks, a t shirt with a crop jacket over it before putting on her boots. Having been stuck with him for some time she needed a breather, walking out of the tiny house with no goodbye, stalking off into the forest where she settled under a tree. All of this was mad! Curling her legs up to her chest as a huff left her trying to calm down and listen to her new home.
 
Having dressed herself up, and left to get some alone time from the possessive, and suffocating affection of her obviously pervy old man. Liz would be against a tree, curled up. However the sounds of nature around her soon fell silent.
if one had any survival training, the silence in the wild always meant danger. however it would soon be followed by a sensation of the ground her her vibrating at first. before it began to violently grow stronger.

Between where Liz was, and the house, two large flowers seemed to suddenly begin to bloom out. as the bulbs began to open up. Tendril like stems began to wiggle out. as pollen was released into the air near by.
Even if she did not realize it right away, The odd alien, avian life began to fall around her. the plant was a kind of predator, and she was alone out here. Giving the young lady a fight or flight option. not knowing if her old man would get to her in
time regardless of Liz's choice.

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She did notice how quiet it was, even without survival training she had to follow her instincts which put her on high alert, looking around herself for answers as to what was causing this reckess in the ground. Suddenly two plant like creatures similar to a Venus flytrap one would imagine sprouted from the ground. Scrambling to her feet she did not even think as she darted away, the pollen blasting out around her causing her to cough.
 
Rushing off, to escape the vegetation of predatorial nature. Liz would not notice right away, however it would not be long, before her foot would be caught in a root. which would trip the young lady. as vines began to come forth, coiling around her legs, and arms. snaking up her limbs. as small sap dripping thorns dug through her clothing, and scratched the young lady's skin. the odd sap was of a powerful aphrodisiac like toxin, same as the pollen.

As the first plant would reveal an almost humanoid form, moving tours her, as the pollen was spewing with each breath. a second bump in the ground would begin to form next to her. However with the vines, grasping Liz. the young lady could break free, however doing so would tear up a good portion of her clothing, as well as get herself even more contaminated. yet this would most likely not be a thing on her mind of exposure or contamination. However more so, escape, unaware the deeper into the woods she ran, the worse it would be for the young lady. However an entity which had been watching her, and her father would soon be on the hunt. perhaps able to rescue the young lady, or not, depending on how bad of a situation she could end up in, before it's arrival.
 
Tripping over what was at first not there until her foot hit an object, knocking her forward to hit the ground causing her to become dazed for a moment resulting in vines to snake their way up her limbs and body, they thorns digging into her clothes and flesh. A squeal resulted to such scraping pain as she struggled not thinking about what she was being poisoned with for she was just mad with flight. Then she spotted the form approaching her, stilling her movements for a few moments to watch the yellow mist of pollen exhaling from it's mouth revealing it was the same plant just in a form similar to her own. Eyes widening she grunts and huffs to tear free which at last she earned, touching the ground she took off in a stumbling sprint.
 
Breathing in more, and more of the pollen from the creature. Liz would manage to free herself, with the aid of the adrenaline coursing through her body. the young lady breaking free, however getting dosed with more, and more of the aphrodisiacal like
venom. clouding her mind, hazing her vision, and slowing her responses down. while the effects would begin to kick in as she ran. Causing an over whelming heat, and need to quickly grow with in her. far more potent, and alarming then what she felt with her old man.
this would quickly tell Liz that this was most likely the kind of predator her father wanted to teach her to avoid. However now, she had ran off on her own, and was falling prey to the very thing he wanted to protect her from.


Before the venom could fully begin to over whelm her mind with needs, and desires, thoughts, and realization of her old man truly loving her, and wanting to protect her would form. even thoughts that perhaps the way he felt about her was more true then how
he felt about her mother, as the two seemed distant for quiet some time now. however these odd thoughts would come and go just as quickly, due to this not being the time for such ideas. more so the changes in her body due to the mixture of pollen, and venom would soon begin to take full effect on Liz's healthy young Nubile body. However more then that, chunks of her clothing were now ruined. naughty bits exposed from the tears, as blood trickled from the thorn scratches, and wounds. for one more trip or wrong move could lead the young lady back into the maw of the predatorial plant.
 
Untangling from the massive plant that targeted her in such a vulnerable moment she must sprint free, to where? She had no clue of the area, the territory or what else may be lurking. Maybe he should have remained at the home stead but that meant being around him and she honestly felt uncomfortable in the current moment knowing how he must have been intimate with mother and then suddenly was all about her. Shaking her head as her eyes tightly shut as she ran, stings from her small wounds due to the thorns, slight bruising already forming from the vines squeezing onto her body. Then she felt her upper body feel suddenly heavy, her legs finding it hard to kick off the ground, her eye lids droopy as her vision somewhat blurred. Was she stung by the plant beast? Liz could not afford dropping unconscious out here. Pausing her running she attempts to climb up into a tree, barely making it to the lowest branch when her balance was compromised to the point of swaying, her world spinning before she fell to the ground, black out in a haze.
 
As the world went dark, Liz would find her self coming to, and passing back out. as what pulled her from the darkness for brief unwanted moments. the sensation of plant vines snaking around her body. rubbing her entrances, coiling against her breast. however the struggle, and lack of strength. the image of a strange humanoid figure appearing momentarily.

As some time would pass, Liz would finally begin to come to. Her body all washed up. any wounds bandaged. as her father sat by the bed facing away from her. appearing to be cleaning himself, and bandaging himself up.
as he was humming the soft lullaby he use to sing to Liz when she was a little thing. However with this, her mind would believe her old man had chased her, and saved Liza, when in fact she was returned to the man, and left off for him
to collect by the entity which was watching the duo, and studying them. However he would play along with this idea, as he was injured from some predatorial foes which came tours their camp after the fact. unaware if she was coming to or not. while humming, momentary words of his desires for her, to protect, and make her happy. the old man had a twisted way of loving his daughter, or so it seemed.
 
At one point she had come too finding the beast had captured her as it's victim, teasing and touching all over her body until she blacked out again, her body polluted with it's venom. She was uncertain of the time that had passed for she returned to reality within the comfort was a soft bed underneath her, not cold ground, humming of a song she knew since a little girl, along with a smell she was familiar too. Blinking her eyes open to the blinding lights, it took a few minutes to settle her gaze upon her father seeing he was cleaning himself up having her think he had chased after her and saved her but she was still upset with him. Sore from head to toe she forced her body upright to stretch out and examine her bandages before pulling a blanket over herself.
 
finally seeing his little girl coming back to. the old man would smirk, before moving to sit next to liz. Victor would move to gently pull the blanket away from her enough to see his daughter's face.

"oh come now. it's just us out here. why be so shy now? theirs nothing wrong, or are you still hurt? did something break? you feeling sick?"
as he began to think like this sounding more worried then he should be. It would be almost cute with how he acted, However little did Liz know, that this day was but the beginning. as she would begin to get forced
into a diet of her father's choosing, as well as a way of living with out clothing so to speak. Once her body had rested up enough, the wicked man would go from protective older man to abusive, controlling master.
as he was still protecting of his daughter, but now was already thinking of how he could use the near by wild life to help get what he wants with out as much force as it would be needed originally.
 
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