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* THE MILLER CHRONICLES: ELLIE'S NIGHT IN by raymond                  *
* STORY CODES: Mg, pedo, bond, semi-cons,                             *
*                                                                     *
**************************** AUTHOR'S NOTE ****************************
*                                                                     *
* This story is fiction.  Yes, that's right - Fiction.  All the       *
* characters have been made up, and what follows did not actually     *
* happen.  The names are not real, and any correlations between this  *
* story and real live events are pure coincidences.  No, honestly,    *
* they are.                                                           *
*                                                                     *
* This story contains sexual intercourse between a man                *
* and a young girl.  If you are under 18, or reading this ficticious  *
* story is illegal in your country or jurisdiction, or you feel that  *
* you will be disturbed reading this story, then please stop now.     *
* Otherwise, I hope you enjoy, and urge you to leave feedback -       *
* preferably via email, but through ASSD will suffice!                *
*                                                                     *
*************************************************** R A Y M O N D *****
*                                                                     *
* The Miller Chronicles is a number of (mostly) short stories about   *
* a man and his two adoptive daughters.  To get a bit of an idea      *
* about the characters, you might want to read the introduction parts *
* I, II, and III.  (Part I may be archived as 'Sophie part I')        *
*                                                                     *
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". . . rape is defined to occur when sexual intercourse takes place (or 
is 
attempted) without valid consent of one of the parties involved." - 
Wikipedia
  
THE MILLER CHRONICLES:
ELLIE'S NIGHT IN
Pete woke up.  Nothing really unusual there, but it was half past two in 
the morning, and he woke up with a clear plan in mind.  In the bedroom 
next to his his ten year old daughter slept peacefully, unaware of what 
would happen to her tonight.  Pete got out of bed.  He saw no need to put 
any clothes on, and left his bedroom, crossed the hallway and opened the 
door of the other bedroom.  There were only two light sources in the 
room, neither of which really provided any light; one being the dull red 
of Ellie's bedside clock, the other being another dull red, this one the 
small LED standby indicator on her TV.  Pete left the bedroom door open 
to provide a little more light, but he didn't need much – he knew his way 
around a young girl well enough to do what he was going to do in the low 
amount of light in this room.
  
He pulled the girl's duvet back.  He grinned – Ellie was wearing one of 
her thin cotton nighties, and it was the one he really didn't like.  He 
would have hated to rip one of her decent ones.  He took a couple of 
steps backward and reached into the laundry basket.  The first thing he 
took out was a pair of her knickers which, by way of holding her nose so 
her mouth would open, he used as a makeshift gag.  This woke the girl up. 
 She started struggling, so Pete held her down.
  
'Don't even think about moving,' Pete whispered menacingly into her ear.  
'This is going to be hard enough on you as it is.'
  
Ellie stopped moving, so Pete released his grip on the girl.  Reaching 
underneath the bed, he took hold of four lengths of baler cord which he 
had put there many days before in preparation for tonight.  Pete knew 
that there was not much chance of Ellie finding these there as although 
Ellie kept her bedroom spotless – unlike her elder sister Sophie who had 
one of the converted attic rooms kept in a state of disarray – it was 
naturally kept so, and Ellie did little actual tidying up.  Swiftly, Pete 
took the four lengths and tied his daughters wrists and ankles to the 
four posts of the bed.  Now the girl was tied up, he could start to have 
his fun.  He climbed onto the bed and put one each of his legs either 
side of the girls chest so his knees were almost touching her armpits.  
He took hold of his almost rock hard cock and positioned it on her chin.  
He started to use it to rub the precum on to her face, before taking the 
child's knickers out of her mouth and before she could say anything 
thrust his cock into it.
  
Ellie gagged as the full length of Pete's cock filled her mouth.  
Violently, he thrust it in and out of the mouth, making sure to hit the 
back of her throat each time, holding her chin closed so the ten year 
old's lips formed a tight seal around his meat.  After what seemed like 
far too long for Ellie, Pete took his cock out of her mouth and shot his 
cum onto the girl's face.  He took the knickers and pushed them back into 
the mouth, while using his hand to smear the cum around the face.
  
Both their eyes had adjusted well enough to the dim light for them to see 
enough; Pete saw that Ellie's eyes were wide open, probably through fear, 
while Ellie saw just this monster of a father kneeling over her with his 
meat still dripping slight amounts of cum over her face.  Pete lifted his 
leg back over his daughter and stood on the floor of her bedroom again.  
He took the collar of her nightie and tore it slightly with both hands, 
before ripping the entire garment from top to bottom.  He then opened it 
like he would a book, to display Ellie's naked body underneath.  Her arms 
still went through the arm holes of the torn nightie, and it was likely 
that such a position would have meant that the material was pulling into 
her upper arms.
  
Despite the fact that she was only ten, her body was beginning to take on 
that of a woman.  Small breasts were beginning to form on Ellie's chest – 
larger than those of her sister when she was the same age – and it was 
between these now that Pete put his still hard cock.  Once again kneeling 
over the girl, he pushed her breasts together so his cock was squeezed 
between.  He held them quite harshly, and he was amused to hear slight 
moans of pain from behind the gag.  Once again, he started to fuck this 
makeshift pussy quite violently, holding the girl down tight in order to 
simulate a tight little cunt.  It was a bit longer before he came; as he 
did so he let go of Ellie's chest, the small breasts slowly returning to 
their natural position, and smeared his cum over her upper body, noting 
that her nipples had become erect, and roughly pinching them and twisting 
them as he rubbed his seed into her skin.  Ellie tried to squirm under 
his hands, but he didn't allow much movement.
  
He ran his hands down the ten year old's body, and for the first time 
noticed that Ellie was wearing knickers.  This was unusual – Pete knew 
that she seldom wore knickers, especially overnight.  He looked at them 
in the dim light of the room – they seemed like a white pair which 
weren't tight, which again was unusual.  When Ellie had to wear her 
underwear, she usually went for those a size too small for her so they 
would be tight against her crotch.  These ones weren't exactly loose, but 
normally when Pete saw Ellie in her underwear, she could see the shape of 
her gorgeous pussy through them.  Pete had a rough idea of why she was 
wearing underwear tonight; his little girl was growing up.  He climbed 
off the bed and went to Ellie's desk where he took a pair of scissors 
from the pen pot, and returned.  Slipping the side parts of her knickers 
between the blades of the scissors, he snipped them off.  He noticed the 
dark stain in the crotch of the panties and the small string that hung 
out of Ellie's pussy like a tail, and realised that his suspicions were 
correct.
  
Pete knew that Ellie had started her menstrual cycle, but generally 
relied on Sophie to tell her little sister about it.  He had only had sex 
once with a girl on her period, and knew that it would get a little messy 
so left the room and headed to the airing cupboard in the bathroom.  As 
he did so, he heard Sophie move around in her bedroom upstairs, and as he 
reached into the airing cupboard he heard her descend the stairs that led 
from her room.  They met in the upstairs landing; Sophie looked at the 
plastic sheet that her father held in his hands, noticed that the man was 
naked with his semi-erect cock leaking the last few drips of cum, took a 
quick glance into Ellie's bedroom where she could just about see that her 
little sister was tied to her bed, then back to look at her dad's face.
  
'I can't sleep,' the fifteen year old said.  'I'm going downstairs to get 
a drink.  Make sure you don't get blood on Ellie's bedding, it's a bugger 
to wash out,' she said and went downstairs.
  
Pete returned to Ellie's bedroom, and walked over to the bed.  Once 
again, he knelt between the girl's spread legs, and lifting her up with 
one hand, slipped the plastic sheet underneath, pulling the cut panties 
away at the same time.  Lowering the girl, he straightened out the sheet 
as much as he could.  He rubbed his hand over the girl's almost smooth 
pussy, lightly tugging on the tampon string as he did so.  He rubbed the 
hand all the way up her body, feeling as he did so that his cum was 
beginning to dry on the girl.  As he reached her mouth, he pulled the 
panties that were being used as a gag.
  
Ellie very sensibly remained quiet without the panties in her mouth, and 
kept her mouth open despite the fact she knew full well what was about to 
happen.  She gasped as Pete twisted her nipples as his hands moved back 
to her pussy, and she felt the tampon being pulled out of her body with a 
slight slurping noise.  She felt a couple of drops of something on her 
chest, and braced herself for the inevitable.  She gagged as the blood 
soaked tampon was put into her mouth, and at first she resisted the light 
push that her dad put on her chin, but when the push was increased she 
closed her mouth around the tampon.  The taste wasn't actually that bad – 
well, it was, but it wasn't as bad as she was expecting it to be.
  
Pete took his cock and pushed it against the ten year old's bloody 
vagina.  There was much less blood than there was the other time he had 
had sex with a girl on her period – the girl was much older and more 
regular in her cycles – which didn't bother him too much, after all, he 
wouldn't want to upset Sophie by leaving a mess.  He harshly thrust in 
and out of Ellie's cunt, making sure each time that he pushed in as far 
as possible into her body.  As he pushed forwards, he moved Ellie up the 
bed, straining her against her bonds.  He used his hands to push her hips 
together, trying to tighten the feeling of the ten year old's pussy as it 
stretched around his cock.  As he felt himself about to cum, he pushed 
into his daughter with all that more force, and kept him tightly inside 
of her as he shot his load into her.  As he pulled out, a satisfying mix 
of blood, cum, and her vaginal juices came with him.  He grabbed the 
panties that he had cut off of her and wiped his cock with them, and also 
lightly dabbed the girl's cunt to mop up some of the excess juices.
  
'Open your mouth,' Pete said, and Ellie did so.  Pete put the knickers 
into the girl's mouth alongside the used tampon, closed the mouth again 
by pushing her chin up.  He climbed back off of her bed, reached 
underneath where there was a roll of parcel tape, and tore a strip off 
and sealed her mouth up with it.  He tore another strip off and, pushing 
her cunt lips together, sealed it up.  'I don't know where you and your 
sister keep your tampons,' he said by way of explanation.  'By the way – 
ask Sophie about waxing your cunt rather than using my razor,' he said, 
'I don't mind you using it, but waxing does a much better job.  See you 
in the morning,' he turned and left the room, closing the door and 
locking it behind him.  'Night, Soph,' he called upstairs into the attic 
bedroom.
  
'Night, Dad,' Sophie called back.  Pete returned to his own bedroom, put 
some underwear on (to avoid annoying Sophie who did most of the washing 
in the house by having blood on his bedsheets) and went to bed.
  
* * * * * * * * * *
One Week Earlier
  
Pete was sitting at his computer, looking at some pictures of young girls 
being tied up and raped.  It reminded him of that first day with Sophie.  
He was aware of somebody looking over his shoulder, and it was Ellie, 
just returned from school.
  
'Cool,' she said.  'You've never tied me up, and you did it to Sophie 
when you first got us.  Can you do that to me sometime?' she asked, 
nodding towards the picture on the screen which showed a girl tied to the 
four corners of a bed, naked, covered from head to toe in cum, a blood 
and cum mix coming from the girl's cunt.  There was definately a 
resemblance to his first night with Sophie.
  
Pete shrugged.  'Why not?' he said.
  
'Cool,' Ellie replied.  'Don't tell me when – it'll me more a surprise if 
you don't.'
  
'OK,' Pete said.  
  
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