Chelsea's POV

“Chelsea, I have a good game for you.”

My father took out an object from a box. The object looks like a ball. This time he put the ball into my vagina. I don't know what this thing is but it looks similar to mine. He then activated it like a remote and the object vibrated quite violently in my vagina.

“Ahh… ahh…”

I couldn't stand it and I could only sigh without being able to refuse anything my father did. He seems very satisfied with what he does. He laughed and let me roll on my bed.

"This is your punishment for leaving me alone at home, Chelsea."

For quite a long time my father let me writhe, even though I had already climaxed, he still let me be merciless. Then he turned off the tool and took a ball-like object and licked my vagina again until it was clean.

My father took out his penis and aimed it at my mouth. Resignedly, I swallowed his penis. As if he couldn't stand it anymore and he quickly released his sperm in my mouth. I was forced to swallow his sperm.

But he didn't let go of the rope that was still on my body. He got back up and is now in 69 position.

I also sucked his penis and my father also enjoyed my vagina. I don't know what I feel right now other than pleasure. I couldn't do anything other than suck his penis and testicles. This is too delicious. Moreover, my father is also very good at licking and sucking my vagina. I don't know how long it took me to reach climax.

Until my father ended this position. Then he inserted his penis into my vagina while squeezing my swaying breasts. My father gave me great pleasure and I couldn't move because my legs and arms were still tied by him.

“Chelsea, are you still going to leave me alone at home, huh?” My father asked while continuing to pump my body.

“No, Dad. Sorry!” I also apologized to my father. Between me wanting to climax again and wanting to move my hands and feet. But my father was merciless and he continued to pump my body and he spewed his sperm in my womb. I felt my uterus was very warm and maybe his sperm was melting in my vagina.

“I won't let you go, Chelsea! You have to stay like this until I come again!”

My father then left me with my hands and feet still tied without covering my body. My body was a little cold but I couldn't scream. My father is also very strict with me.

I also closed my eyes. If I force myself to let go, it will definitely hurt me.

Then the door suddenly opened. I saw two cleaning workers, a man, and a woman, enter my room.

“Please untie my rope!” I asked.

“We will do as our boss tells us,” the woman answered. Apparently, she cleaned my body with wet tissue and also my vagina. But why doesn't she want to let go of the rope that is wrapped around me?

“Just let go of this rope! Later I will clean my body myself!'' I asked once again.

But the two of them didn't seem to listen to my orders. The man was just silent while looking at my sexy body while the woman was still cleaning my body as a whole. Then she took duct tape and covered my mouth with it. I tried to struggle but the ropes were quite strong and I couldn't break free.

The man took off his trousers until his penis emerged, which had been sticking out of his underwear. What will he do to me? Was it my father who ordered him to rape me?

But again the man started from my vagina. He grabbed my vagina but his rough hands made my vagina quite painful. Not long after that, He was licking my vagina. His licks weren't as pleasant as my father's but I couldn't say anything. It's not that I feel good, but it hurts. After finishing from my vagina, he then went to my breasts. He sucked one of my breasts and squeezed the other. It's useless for me to rebel. My hands and feet are already quite sore. I just let him enjoy my body.

The woman actually recorded her colleague's actions. Is this really what my father told me to do? Who knows. I've only left the house for a day. What if it's more than three days?

After being satisfied with my breasts, the man immediately inserted his penis into my vagina. As my father did, he started pumping my body. I think his penis is bigger than my father's. And that makes me quite tasty. His movements slowly started to slow down and speed up. Ah, I feel good now. Just like my father, he squeezed my breasts. But his squeeze was strong enough that my breasts hurt. But the movement in my vagina is quite nice. I just let it go and I can climax.

After more than 30 minutes the man sprayed his sperm into my uterus. His game is crazy too.

The woman then cleaned my body again but did not remove the tape covering my mouth. Even though I looked at her face pitifully so that I could let everything go and I could clean myself and be free. Then they both left me alone in the room.

I felt so tired that I couldn't even get rid of the rope on my body. I cried there without anyone being able to help me. I fell asleep.

"Chelsea, wake up!"

Apparently, my father was in my room again.

"What punishment do I give you because you didn't come home last night huh? Is it still not enough?” Ask my father.

How can I answer if my mouth is still closed?

"Okay, if you don't come home again, I'll give you more punishment than this. Because I'm tired, I won't use your body right now. I will let you go.”

My father then untied the rope that was wrapped around my body. My wrists and ankles looked red because of the rope. “Do you have to torture me like this, Dad? I thought our relationship would be good but it turned out like this. I might report you to Mom. Because in the agreement letter to adopt me yesterday so he could treat me well."

“Oh, so you're threatening me? Even if I don't adopt you, I won't lose either. I can look for another child that I can adopt. That's why it's a bother. OK, I'll let you go for a few days because I have to catch up with your mother. And you better behave yourself!” my father suggested.

I took a breath. I went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I sat under the shower while wetting my body.

I thought my breath would make me happy. Turns out it didn't actually make me suffer. Should I just keep quiet about all my father's treatment? Hmm, should I stay or choose to leave? I clearly remember when my parents adopted me there were several important points, one of which was that they could treat me well. But if my father continues like this, I won't be able to either. I can't betray my mother who has been good to me. Well, maybe my mother, because she was too busy, didn't think too much about her work, so my father, who had high desires, couldn't get it done with my mother and I was the one who became an outlet.

Last night I couldn't sleep. In this house I am alone. I checked my cellphone thinking there was a message but there wasn't. Well, I'd better just read a book because starting tomorrow I'll be going to college as usual.

For the first time in a long time, I returned to study on campus. Even though I only graduated from an ordinary high school, I will prove to my mother that I can catch up with my friends who might be studying at other elite schools. Because what I know is that my campus is a fairly elite campus. The entry fee is also quite expensive so I won't waste it.