Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Out Of Control:(Incest/Taboo)>Ep68

The church parking lot was full when they got there. As the Campbells walked en masse into the church a few people waved. Molly was happy to see that she didn't feel anything about them. No uncontrollable urges or anything like that. Maybe the drug truly had worn off.

They chose a pew near the back and filed in. The technicolor Jesus on the stained glass stared down at the family from his cross. He didn't seem so disdainful, Molly decided. More perturbed. And that could easily come from, you know, literally being nailed to a piece of wood. Maybe Jesus had bigger problems than what the family had done together. Maybe a guy who'd suffered so much despite wanting the best for the world might understand a little bit about unintended consequences.

The reverend stood up to begin the service. The family all smiled at each other warmly. Molly was sitting on the far end of the row, next to her father. Her mother was on his other side, with Austin next to her and Lexi holding up the other end. This was a big step. They were all out together and no one was ripping off clothes, pissing a fire hose, or lost in the throes of illicit, incestuous passion. They were normal. This was normal.

Molly felt her father's hand on hers. He'd reached down and was holding her fingers. Tightly. Like the church pew was about to lift off. Molly looked up at James, but he was staring straight ahead. Looking not to look. The rest of the family also seemed locked into the service. James' hand was the only hint that anything was amiss.

Molly had expected church to be a repudiation. A reminder of all the things she'd done. Instead, though, Molly just found it boring, like always. It was almost disappointing. If you couldn't feel guilty in church, maybe you've moved beyond that feeling entirely. Molly glanced down at her father's hand again. It was starting to hurt her fingers. His knuckles were almost white. And a little beyond that, Molly could make out the bulge in her father's pants. Oh yes.

Molly smiled despite herself. Now here was something to keep her entertained. And, obviously, her father was also experiencing a bit of a distraction. Problem one, however, was how not to be noticed. The Campbells had chosen a spot near the back, in an empty row. They were actually fairly isolated in the crowd. So long as no one deliberately looked their way, no one would be the wiser.

rested right above her father's erection, so it created a

he quickly forced them forward. His breathing slowed as his daughter stimulated him under the bible. The way the book was turned, the way the family was focused, no one could see what Molly was up to. She

service ended. Everyone stood, her father slowest of all. He held the bible in front of himself

and I have something to discuss." The blonde

He led her out of the room and through the rear doors. He didn't say a word, more dragging his daughter than walking with her. It kind of hurt to

with classrooms on either side. This was where the church held Sunday school. Most of the rooms were empty now. The hallway was dark. James found an open door and practically threw his daughter

fingerpaint artwork and pictures of animals walking on to Noah's ark two- by-two. The floor had high piled carpet with big yellow numbers on it, counting from one to nine. It was covered in random toys: plastic dump trucks and brightly colored blocks. There was a desk on the far side of the room and a bunch of very tiny plastic chairs.

say a word.

father grabbed her by the back of her neck and led her to the desk. He bent

it," Molly said with a

you, apparently, need more punishing," James said. Molly whimpered in a good way. Her father stood behind her and flipped her dress up over her ass. He pulled down her stockings, underwear and all, and let them rest around her knees. They were so tight, her legs felt almost bound. Already, her warm lubricant was dripping

corner. Molly couldn't help but wonder if she'd gone too far this time. Then her father reared back and gave her a hard slap right on her ass, and she knew she'd gone exactly where