Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. This is a story based loosely on the models that use to appear on the (LXXXX)-teen-model.com sites that featured young girls dressed up provocatively in high heels and thongs and g-string bikinis, their pubescent innocence in full display, the Cassie Hole series takes that further. Cassie Hole Pt 13 When Michael came home, he saw no cars out front and assumed that Calhoun had finished off. He had spent the night with Avery, his cock whore at the office, she had performed perfectly. After hours the building had cleared and he busied himself in his office. Except for an early dinner and a call home to Cassie, during which she seemed preoccupied, he worked in the office on the books. He'd told her this morning that she was to expect something so it probably came as no surprise when Calhoun showed. The most perverse part was that Calhoun believed that he was actually seducing and fucking his daughter without his expressed knowledge. It was power that he could use. He had told Calhoun that he was to meet him there, to discuss new mergers and some tax codes that he was not up on, but wanted to get some slight guidance so that he could go to the Oversight Board with it. He had no intention of being there but saw that when Cassie came in and he was present, the lecherous way he had looked at her, the way he looked at her tits and ripe cunt that peeked out from her skirt, knowing that given the chance, he would rape Cassie in a hot moment, it only took the correct circumstances. Knowing this, Michael had told Cassie that she need to act demure until she saw the sign of his depravity and then she was free to take it as far as she felt she could. Cassie, looking up and licking along his thigh, had merely smiled at the idea. Cassie then preceded to mouth fuck his hardened cock until he came. Avery came up after the stragglers on the office floor moved off and took the elevator down to their cars in the parking level. The security staff had come in and there was no longer anyone on the floor. After a 45 minute wait as Michael checked figures, there came a easing of his door open and she slipped in the room. She tossed back her thick red mane of hair and licked at her glossy lips, her deep red 5 inch heels clicking delicately on the floor. She was wearing a shining red sheath dress that enveloped her perfect taut athletic body and showed her long legs off perfectly. Her lipstick was bright wet red as well. She smelled of some exotic Japanese perfume that lingered before her. As her lips parted, her whitened teeth broke in a seductive smile that radiated towards Michael. She eased around the desk and stood next to him, her hip touching his arm. She was a sullen ready fuck package and yet seemed so innocent and defenseless standing at Michael's side. She leaned in and taking Michael by the chin, turned his face so that she could kiss and then, run her tongue into his receptive mouth. "Yes, there, I have been waiting..." She breathlessly murmured into his ear. She allowed Michael to run his hand up her thigh, pulling the hem up and exposing her bald nubs of cunt lips that hung firm between her legs. At his first touch she moved up on his hand, humping on it and wanting more as she tongue fucked his mouth with hers. Her green eyes lit up and caressed his head to kiss him harder and pull that wonderful thick tongue into her mouth, she sucked on it lovingly. Again, she whispered in his ear, "Baby, you going to make me your little fuck doll, going to stuff your cock meat in my sweet honey hole, are you?" She paused. "Going to pump my naked bald cunt baby, make your little fuck hole juice up and cum like a good little slut toy?" She felt his finger unfold and start to ease a thick ramming fuck finger in her and then try and ease another in as he gripped her hair and kissed her slick lips deep, his tongue now fully playing with her tongue in her wet mouth. "Oh yes, please God!" She moaned out loud. She pulled back and up a bit. "I just want you baby tonight, just your fat cock ramming me, OK, that delicious cock shaft fucking me and showing me who's whore I am! Your cum load dumping on me, your sweet fuck toy wherever you want, shoot your cock load any fucking where you want baby, my tits, my mouth, my cunt, my ass, whatever you need, it's yours baby, I am your honey fuck hole and you can do whatever you want, you know that!" She then yanked up her dress and shoved it over her gorgeously firm hard tits and eased down to take his meat shaft with her mouth and got it dripping wet and smeared with spit and lavished a deep throat fucking for him as he laid back in his huge chair. Before the night ended Michael had pounded Avery in every hole but her ass and unleashed a torrent of jizz on her face and hair until he forced her to lie back across the desk and clean him with her mouth as her head hung back level with his hips. She looked happily content as he went to the executive bathroom and took a shower, licking the extra cum off her face with her fingers. He slowly undid the front door and stepped into the foyer and checked the alarm. Pulling his overcoat off he hung it up and went to the den. He poured himself a drink and sat on the leather couch to go through the mail. He heard nothing, no stirring after a hour and he swallowed the last of his drink and made his way up the stairs. He gently parted the door to Cassie's room and in the half light, saw her in bed, the comforter pulled up and her asleep soundly. He edged the door open so the light from the hallway shone in, stepping to her bedside. Her pearlescent lips were still made up but she was fast out. He reached out and tucked the comforter from her neck and eased it off and there was Cassie, her body so milky white and bare and astonishing to him in the light. Her legs were slightly apart so that he could see her fuck lips, puffy still, her nipples still swollen. Even as he looked closer at her mouth, the glossy lipstick didn't hide the bruised fullness of them as she slept. She must have been wholly used by Calhoun. He knew she'd been put through her paces, and he wanted her to sleep. Still his cock reared up thinking of the scenes that Calhoun had thought up. He stood for a moment and then stroked his rod in his pants, knowing that his daughter was fully becoming a possession, and she was understanding the position she was to accept if she was to be his, to be someone and something that they alone knew and experienced on even higher levels as they proceeded. She appeared to be developing a taste for it. He'd let her sleep. He picked up the small pink bikini bottoms from the floor and smelled them, savoring the aroma. He turned taking them with him, knowing that tonight his cock meat would be surrounded by her moist left over cum crème and smell as he wrapped the tiny pink string bikini onto his shaft to stroke off later. ******** The next morning Cassie was up early and went to her bathroom, checking the condition of her split cunt lips, she had oiled and swabbed her hole with aloe and lotion after Mr. Calhoun left, wanting to heal the damage the huge black dildo had caused, moving the soothing medicinal ointment up and over her minute injury and then sawing her two crème covered fingers in and out over the base of her cunt so the whole area was covered. Of course, she thought back as she did, the depraved things Mr. Calhoun had done, and that only made her smear the lotion farther into her fuck hole and get her wet again as she sought to medicate the area. She sat on the counter top, her back up against the mirror. First the huge black hard dildo with the thick girth and handle that he used so abruptly on her, angered that she couldn't use it to fuck herself like he had wanted, slapping her and yanking on her hair, mauling her tits and nipples with his mouth and hands, pinching and then biting them as he forced her to take the monster in until her flesh tore, the blood trickle and the fire that lit up his eyes at that, so that he rammed in harder and then yanked it out only to plunge it back before she could catch her breath. His rough mouth devouring hers as he tongued fucked her mouth and then forcing in his big cock without notice so she choked and gagged as he assaulted her twat with the rubber dong. Somewhere along the way she started to feel her cum welling up and as she started, the rest was a blur, his hands at the back of her head as he face fucked her, telling her to fuck her own cunt with the dildo and making her cum again, the blood and white cum on the rubber cock foaming pink on the shaft. Her spit coming out in spider webs as Mr. Calhoun pulled out of her face and then rammed back in. The saliva drippings were coating her tits as he still yanked out her taut nipples. He got crueler as he went on, at one point yanking the dildo out violently and bringing his open hand hard onto her pulsating cunt and clit which caused her to rear back but trapped by his hands on her head and his throbbing cock in her mouth. He yanked her around so that she was now standing on outstretched legs leaning down into his lap as he feed her his cock. Letting one hand free, he reached under and toyed with her clit and cunt as she sucked him as deep as she could, breathing through her nose and letting him use her. Each touch of his fingers on her clit and cunt seemed to start up another jerk of orgasms in her and she felt her knees and legs shake, ready to fall down, but then he'd slap her face and thighs telling her obediently not to move, to continue to stand splayed open for him as he feed her his pumping cock rod. Calhoun was cruel to her body all the time he was there, and when he got up to leave, Cassie was incoherent, her mouth and body so misused and assaulted that she barely saw him leave the bedroom. She felt cum leaking out her cunt so she knew that he must have fucked her, and she was so sore that she knew that he was brutal with her. But at last she got up, straightened up her father's room and went to hers, falling away quickly. She awoke in the night and swabbed her wound but thought she'd need to mend better in the morning. Now she was in the bathroom and her fingers hurried to sluice in and out of her cunt, remembering, her juice welling up and her wetness washing her battered twat. She turned her head to look in the mirror so she saw her first cum on her face as she fingered off and felt the small injury rubbing across on her knuckle, coated in lotion and aloe. Her cum came and as it did, she mixed it with the ointment, rubbing it in to her flesh. It was still early and HE would still be asleep. She went back in her room to get ready. She put on her sheer white baby doll vest top with the feathered trim from the neck to the hem, coming down just to her waist. Then she put on her white feathered mules, 3 inch high, and clear bottoms. She glossed her lips in pink and dabbed her eyelids in dull crimson. She combed out her hair and looked at herself, the nipples pushing open the vest, snagged barely together by a single tie, her glistened love lips tickled up against the milky opaque sheer hem, so that her clit was clearly hard and open as she walked. She started to the stairs and saw HIM cross out of his room to the balcony overlooking the back expanse of yard that looked down on the pool. As she waited, she could glimpse him sitting down and leaning back to bare his chest and face to the sun, his eyes closing. She stood at the French doors that led out to the deck from the hallway and watched him. Carefully, after 10 long minutes she eased the lock on the door open and reached down to pull off her mules. She tiptoed silently past him to a brocade lounger that was up against the railing, and faced HIM sitting there, stretched out, his legs cocked out and crossed at the ankles. Cassie slowly put her mules back on and then raised her legs up so that her heels rested on the arms and she was spread wide, the baby doll vest stretched and wrapping her firm titties in the sheer cloth. The tie was taunt and stretched between her nipples. She billowed out her hair so that it framed her face and ran her hands over her thighs to her lubed hole, cupping her vulva and caressing it as the lotion and moistness smeared on the inside of her twat, over her clit. HE looked so huge and handsome to her as she watched HIM rest there, the sun beating down on HIM like a Greek god. Cassie craved HIM so badly! Cassie rubbed her clit and exhilarated in the feel of her welling up cunt juice pooling in her. HE had had HIS legs stretched out and just barely she saw up HIS robe to where HIS cockhead dangled on HIS hard thigh. God, she thought, I want to suck HIM so bad! With her leg outstretched and the tip of her heeled mule, she brushed the hem of the robe and tugged it over, revealing more of HIS cock meat resting there. She pulled her leg back and again leaned her hips into her fingers, taunting her clit and the small wound, making the pleasure intensify. She wanted to moan but she bunched her lips tight, so as to not disturb the scene. Her nipples were hard and pressed against the baby-doll top, showing through. As she toying with her bald twat, she thought, I am such a cock whore for my Daddy, such a nasty cock whore for HIM! Her eyes rolled back, her thrill coming up. She let it fill her, her squinted eyes focusing on HIS cock. She closed them for a second and when she looked back, HIS robe was open and HIS hand had started stroking up and over the head. She smiled widely and humped forward with her hips, presenting herself to HIM. With two fingers she spread her twat lips so that HE saw her wetness and pink moist fuck tube. HE just laid back and got HIMSELF hard, not looking at her eyes but her cunt spread out for HIM. He saw the small wound at her opening and seemed to make HIM harder. Soon pre-cum was starting to ease out, clear and sticky. With her free hand, Cassie reached into her top and toyed with her nipples, teasing them taunt. HE motioned to her to come over. Cassie got up, letting the terry robe fall around her but her pubescent availability clearly open to HIM. She began to kneel between HIS legs to use her mouth on HIM, but HE stopped her. Instead HE took her hand and had her jack HIS cock up even harder. She relished the taste of HIS pre-cum and swiped her fingers over it and tasted it, before going back to stroking HIS shaft. Then HE motioned her to spread and crawl onto HIS lap facing HIM. She attempted to lodge HIS fat cock into her wet slick fuck hole, but HE stopped that too. "Just reach down and spread your twat hole, and ride the length of my cock baby, just let your wetness glide back and forth on my dick. I want to feel it but I don't want to fuck you quite yet." She did as HE asked and let the lips of her cunt flair out over the thick girth of his hard shaft, back and forth slowly, leaking her fuck juice on and mixing with HIS pre-cum. "Good girl Cassie, that feels so good." HE loved the feel of the healing cut on her cunt, the rough nature of it. HE grasped her hips so that HE could control how the small injury rubbed on HIS pulsating veins, full of cum and all bloated. HE rocked her back and forth and French kissed her mouth as HE did, both their tongues swirling on one another. She smelled so good and she was HIS to play with, and the whole reality was that she enjoyed and savored it. HE finally, after fifteen minutes of having her dripping load hole caressing HIS cock, HE pushed her back along HIS thighs and HIS balls let loose, HIS ropy thick white cum erupting out over her raw swollen jizz hole cunt. She looked, her bald vulva smeared with HIS load, ripping and messy as she felt the hot wet mixture sliding over her skin. She broke from the kiss and scooped as much as she could with her fingers and licked at it. He was spent and HIS head lolled back, she continued to feast on his seed, stroking more out as he subsided some. She drank as much as she could get and then turned to kissing down HIS powerful neck and across HIS face with light pecks until she felt HE had dozed off. She stood and then went inside, standing in her bathroom, finger fucking herself to orgasm as she watched herself in the mirror, reliving what had just happened.