Straightening Out Zoe

My cousin was out of control and sent to us for the summer

I was 18 and just graduated from high school when my 15 year old cousin, Zoe, came to stay with us for the summer and my dad and I enjoyed her.

My uncle and aunt were having huge problems with Zoe’s behavior. She was being very rude to them, defiant, getting into trouble in school almost daily, and they just could not handle her anymore. They did not know what to do, so they sent her to us to spend the summer. We lived in a nice area in Orange County in Southern California. Clear blue skies and beaches, Disneyland, a really beautiful place to spend the summer, but unfortunately Zoe would not be seeing any of it.

Zoe was visiting with the impression it was going to be an easy summer, but what she did not know is that her parents had sent her to us so we could 'straighten' her out. Zoe was angry because she would be away from her friends.

Zoe arrived at John Wayne Airport and was wearing tight white shorts that were really short, and she was wearing a close-fitting yellow tank top, she was around 5 foot 3, long dark blonde hair, and brown eyes. I have not seen her in four years and was attracted to her. Zoe’s exposed legs and tight top with nicely developed tits were beautiful to look at. She had an incredible figure for a girl at 15. Perfect for me.

"Welcome, Zoe," my dad met her, giving her a hug as we met in the airport.

"Uncle Henry," she replied, hugging him back.

" I will get your bags," he said.

"Hi cousin," I said, taking in her nice young female body and trying not to smile so much because I knew what was coming and she had no idea.

"Hi, David," she replied.

We arrived at our house and Zoe had not seen us for a few years.

"We will show you where you'll be staying," said dad. He pointed towards the door I was standing near, and I opened it as she got close.

She saw stairs leading down to the basement area.

"My room is down there?" she asked.

"Yes," I replied.

Zoe made her way down the faintly lit stairs and we followed behind her. we walked by the washing machine, a sink, the small furnace, stacks of boxes, and then she opened the only door at the end of the hall. She saw that it was a dark room, concrete floor, a dirty mattress on the floor and chains with handcuffs bolted to the back wall.

Zoe turned around, "Is this right? " she said, then she saw us standing there with dull expressions on our faces. She looked around and understood there were no other doors and no windows in the basement.

"Why here Uncle Henry?" she asked.

My dad said nothing. He then took her phone and he gripped her and pushed her into the room. Zoe fell backward to the ground. Dad then closed and locked the door. Zoe was yelling and pounded on the door, "Uncle, let me out. Let me out!"

My dad and I made our way upstairs and closed the door behind us. Zoe can scream all she wants and no one was going to hear her. We kept her phone and bags with all of her clothes upstairs and then went about our normal day.

Later about 3 p.m. we made her some lunch and took it down to Zoe. She was quiet, when we unlocked and then opened the door. She was sitting on the ground in the corner of the room and she was crying. Dad placed her food down on the floor in front of her.

"You need to eat some food" he said and then we left her.

Later in the evening we went back down and Zoe had eaten some of the food.

"Get up, " Dad said. He became angry when she didn't obey. "I said get up!" he yelled at her, making her jump in shock and she quickly stood up. "Take off your clothes," he ordered.

Zoe shook her head, "No," she replied.

He lifted his arm up and slapped her hard across the face, "Now!" he shouted at her.

She started to cry and complied and took off all her clothes until she was naked and shamed. He then gripped her and held her against the wall; he lifted her arms and handcuffed them. He slapped her hard again, "Don't ever disobey me or talk back to me, you understand!! You are in my house now and you will do as you are told!" he yelled.

Dad told me to fetch the water hose attached to the sink by the washer and he used it to wash Zoe’s body. He sprayed her with the cold water, "Argh…help…stop…argh!" she begged and screamed.

"You have been a very evil girl; you treat your parents like shit. You will not do that here. When I tell you to do something you will do it, no questions, no comments, you just do it. You will have to learn respect. When you leave here, Zoe, you will be a well-mannered young lady. Until then, you will obey me, understand?" my dad said.

Zoe nodded yes in fear.

We left Zoe chained to the wall, naked, wet and cold all night. The next morning, I went down and unchained her and brought her some food and a drink. She was weak and she fell in to my arms when I unlocked her. Her arms and legs were limp, so I helped her to lay on the dirty mattress on the floor. She rolled up and went to sleep crying.

In the afternoon Dad and I both went down to the basement. Zoe was still on the mattress, and dad tried to touch her but she did not like it and she started hitting and kicking him protectively, "Get the fuck away from me! Get away from me!" she screamed. She made a few hard punches which made him mad.

Dad seized her arms and sat on top of her to hold her down. "You fucking little bitch!" he shouted and then he slapped her across the face making her cry more. "I think all of this hostility is from teen hormones. Let me see what I can do about that," he said. He then took off his pants, laid on top of her, and started to rape her.

Dad fucked her really violently while she screamed and cried, which I thought was so hot. I watched my dad forcing his big dick inside her little bare pussy was a turn on, she settled down and succumbed to him fucking her hard, "Ouch...ooh…uuuh…unghh…arg…uh…uh…ouch…ooh." She groaned and cried.
After about 10 minutes, he came inside of her and then stopped, he then got off of her. I could see that there was a little blood and sperm running down her thigh. He stood up and put on his pants, "Chain her up," dad told me.

Dad left the room and I lifted Zoe up to her feet, pushed her against the back wall and handcuffed her, and I left too.

That evening, I went down by myself to take her a drink. Zoe was wilted with her head hanging down. She looked so frail and I felt sorry for her. I lifted her head up and put the side of the glass on her mouth.
"Here, drink this," I said, and she finally drank some.

"You need to start listening and behaving and doing what dad says or he will keep beating you until you do." I explained to her.

Then I looked at her beautiful young body up and down and I could not stop myself from getting turned on. I had my hands on her soft, bare skin and took in her perfect naked body. My dick was getting hard. I unzipped my pants and pulled my dick out and I rubbed the tip against her soft warm stomach, "No, no, please don't, David," Zoe cried.

"Sorry, but dad said you have to learn," I replied.

I took my pants and underwear off. Zoe’s hands were still handcuffed to the wall. I lifted her legs up and wrapped them around me, balancing her pussy with my cock’s tip at the entrance of her pussy while holding on to her nice ass. I then I pulled her down on me while I thrust upwards and entered her pussy all at once and deep with my cock. "Arrrgh!" she screamed.

I like fucking younger girls so she was perfect for me. I liked seeing her young innocent face as I fucked her fast and hard against the wall. She kept asking me to stop but I told her she is beautiful and I needed to cum. Her pussy was so tight and inviting which made my cock feel so good. She felt tighter and better than a hot 14 year old girl I did raw at a party over a month ago. I kissed Zoe’s face and neck while thrusting hard into her balls deep. After five minutes I grunted loud and flooded her tight young pussy with my stud seed.

We kept her locked in that room for the whole six weeks she was with us. My dad and I finally broke her and Zoe began to comply and behave us. We got her to clean her room and make it a nice place for her to be in.
We kept Zoe fed and rewarded her when she acted right. We gave her a summer dress to wear and a television for her room.

Dad and I would fuck Zoe every day. Sometimes I would fuck Zoe and fill up her pussy two or three times a day since I did not have a girlfriend that summer and had a hot young girl in my basement I could fuck anytime I wanted. Her pussy felt so tight, warm and wet for me. She eventually started begging me for my dick when I went in her room—like I was a god. She would give me long blowjobs and worship my body and cock. She liked to even give me massages before she would fuck me how I wanted. She learned that pleasuring my dick and body would give her some rewards like candy or her favorite fast food.

In the last week Zoe was with us, we let her out of her room and she joined us upstairs. She cleaned and straightened the house some and made us all nice meals that she learned.

When Zoe went home, she was behaved and tremendously polite young lady, doing everything that her parents asked.

Zoe came back to our house a few months later for Thanksgiving with her parents. I was also home from college. We were told that Zoe was pregnant and my dad and I knew it was one of ours. We did not know who was the father but then did not care. Zoe was excited to be pregnant. She had something to be responsible for.

During that Thanksgiving week when I was home and Zoe was visiting, she would come to my bedroom every night to suck and worship my cock and get fucked hard and deep. I had a girlfriend at college but I was not going to turn down this hot young pregnant pussy. She still liked to pleasure me. Zoe’s pussy felt so tight and perfect for my cock. Her pussy felt better than my girlfriend. Zoe said she missed my body and dick so I made sure to keep her pussy full of cum just like I did during the summer in the basement.

We found out later that Zoe had a baby boy that looked like me.

If you have a teen daughter who needs to be straightened out, then let me know. My dad and I will be more than happy to train her and sort her out for you.