Boss & Daughter - Chapter 3: Deeper into Degradation

)The summons came earlier the next day. Lila’s phone buzzed with a message from an unknown number — Mr. Vance’s private line: “My office. 4 PM sharp. Wear nothing under the outfit I left for you. Disobey and your father is gone tonight.”

Lila stared at the screen, her stomach twisting into knots. She was still sore from yesterday’s humiliations — her perky young tits tender from his rough squeezing, her smooth thighs marked with faint red prints from where his massive bulge had ground against her. At 18, her innocent mind could barely process what was happening. She had always dreamed of gentle romance, maybe a sweet boyfriend who would kiss her softly. Instead, she was being turned into a reluctant plaything for a man old enough to be her father, his monstrous 12-inch cock looming over every waking thought like a nightmare.
Her own father didn’t even look at her when she left the house. “Just do what he says, Lila,” he muttered, shame thick in his voice. “For the family.”

She arrived at Vance’s office wearing the “outfit” he’d prepared: a tiny white crop top that ended just below her breasts, leaving her flat midriff completely exposed, and an obscenely short plaid skirt that barely covered the curve of her ass. No bra. No panties. The cool office air kissed her bare virgin cunt as she walked, making her acutely aware of how exposed her puffy pink pussy lips were. Her nipples, already stiff from fear and the chill, poked blatantly against the thin fabric.

Vance was waiting, seated behind his desk, legs spread wide. The massive outline of his 12-inch cock snaked down one thigh, thick and heavy even while soft. His eyes lit up with raw hunger as she entered.

“Lock the door and come here, my little virgin whore,” he growled.

Lila’s cheeks burned with disgust. “Sir… please. I feel so ashamed. This outfit makes me feel like a cheap slut. I hate it. I hate all of this.”

He beckoned her closer with one finger. When she stood in front of him, he spun her around and pulled her down onto his lap, her bare ass cheeks pressing directly against the throbbing heat of his enormous cock through his trousers. The sheer size of it nestled between her ass crack, the thick shaft pulsing against her untouched virgin holes.

“Feel that monster, Lila?” he murmured hotly into her ear, one hand sliding under her crop top to cup her full, perky tit. He kneaded the soft flesh roughly, rolling her sensitive pink nipple between his fingers until she whimpered. “Twelve thick inches of boss cock. Harder than steel for your tight teenage body. Soon it’s going to wreck this innocent little cunt and ass.”

Lila squirmed, trying to pull away, but his strong arm held her firmly in place. Disgust flooded her. The heavy, veiny heat rubbing against her bare pussy and asshole felt vile, invasive. “It’s disgusting… so big and gross. I don’t want it anywhere near me. Please stop touching me like this.”
Vance chuckled darkly and spread her thighs wider with his knees, forcing her legs open. His free hand slid down her flat stomach, fingers teasing the smooth mound of her virgin cunt without quite penetrating. He stroked the puffy outer lips, feeling how tightly closed they were. “So smooth. So fucking untouched. This pretty pink slit is dripping a little already, isn’t it? Your body knows it belongs to me even if your mind is still fighting.”
It wasn’t arousal — it was fear and humiliation making her body react. Lila shook her head, tears slipping down her face. “No… I’m not wet for you. I feel sick. Dirty. I’m a good girl, not some whore for your fat cock.”
He ignored her protests and began grinding slowly, sliding the massive bulge back and forth along her bare slit. The thick ridge of his cockhead bumped against her swollen clit with every pass, sending unwanted sparks through her virgin body. His other hand mauled both her tits now, pinching and tugging her nipples until they were red and aching.

For nearly an hour he toyed with her like this — making her ride the outside of his clothed monster cock while he described in filthy detail everything he planned to do.
“I’m going to bury my face between these creamy thighs and eat this virgin cunt until you scream. Suck on your clit like a ripe berry. Then I’ll force every inch of this 12-inch beast into your tight hole, stretching your womb open. You’ll take it balls-deep, little girl. Begging for my cum.”
Lila sobbed quietly, her hips moving against her will as he controlled her. The constant rubbing of his huge cock against her exposed pussy lips and clit left her slit glistening, but her mind recoiled in revulsion. “I hate this… I hate your cock. It feels wrong. Heavy and nasty. I want to go home.”

Vance finally lifted her off his lap and made her kneel between his spread legs. Her face was inches from the enormous bulge. He unzipped slowly, pulling out the first half of his monstrous 12-inch cock. It was thick as her wrist, heavily veined, with a fat purple head already leaking precum. The musky, masculine scent hit her like a slap.

“Kiss it, Lila. Just the head. Show me you’re learning.”
She recoiled in horror, turning her face away. “No! That’s disgusting! I’m not putting my mouth on your dirty cock. Please don’t make me.”

He gripped her hair firmly but not painfully, pulling her closer until her soft lips brushed the leaking tip. Precum smeared across her full lower lip. “One kiss or I call your father right now.”

Trembling with shame, Lila pressed a quick, reluctant peck to the swollen cockhead. The salty taste made her gag. Vance groaned in pleasure, smearing more precum across her innocent face.

“Good girl. That’s just the beginning. Soon you’ll be choking on every inch down your throat.”

He made her spend the rest of the session doing menial tasks while completely exposed under the tiny skirt — filing papers while bent over, serving him coffee with her tits nearly spilling out, sitting on the edge of his desk with her legs spread so he could stare at her dripping virgin cunt. Occasionally he’d reach out and slap her tits or ass, or run a finger along her slit, coating it in her reluctant juices before making her lick it clean.

By the time he dismissed her, Lila was a mess — face flushed, nipples sore, virgin pussy throbbing from the relentless teasing. She changed in the office bathroom, scrubbing her face and body furiously, trying to wash away the scent of his cock and the sticky precum on her lips. In the mirror, her innocent eyes looked haunted.
That night she locked herself in her room, curled into a ball, and cried silently. Her body felt tainted, her mind filled with images of his massive 12-inch cock. She whispered to herself over and over, “I hate him. I hate his touch. I will never enjoy this.”

But the next message came before she fell asleep: “Tomorrow we go further.”