Can my daughter's holes be my absolution? 5

The two men shared a nod and returned to Stella. They sat down on either side of her, boxing her in. Stella felt a change in the atmosphere, the air charged with sexual tension. At this point, she was so horny, she'd even fuck Uncle George just to get off.

"Hypnosis can erase the pain of finding out that Richard fucked your mom. Is that something you would be interested in? It should stop the masturbation and self destructive behaviour too. Would you like to give it a go?" George explained, taking a pendant out of his pocket to prepare.

"Just like that? Poof? All gone?" Stella scoffed, but secretly hoped he would say yes.

The pain was tearing her apart and she didn't want to lose daddy because she was a vulnerable mess who needed dick so badly she could not stop craving his.

"That simple, Stells. Just say yes please and we'll get going," George insisted, resisting the predatory smirk he knew was forming on his face.

"Please, baby. Daddy doesn't want to kick you out, but I can't have you in the house, tempting daddy into sin. Or sinning yourself," Mark begged, taking Stella's hand and pulling at her heartstrings, until her gaze fell on his big dick tenting his pants.

Stella gulped, her pussy pulsating with need. She needed to fuck, not fucking cry and watch her dad fuck her mom on a loop every day while masturbating. Maybe this was a first step towards getting back out there.

Tears streamed down her face at the vivid memory. Richard's cock buried in her mother's pussy, telling her how good she felt. Their moans of betrayal haunted her. The worst part? Richard called out Stella's name when he came.

"Yes, please," Stella agreed with a trembling lip, desperate for relief as she squeezed Mark's hand.

George swung the pendant, then started counting and put her under.

Stella's body relaxed, eyes glazing over. The more relaxed she got, however, the more she wanted to fuck.

A giddy George wasted no time in giving the command.

"Unzip my pants, take my dick out, and blow me," he said, his dick eager and jumping in his pants. "When you're done getting fucked, you won't want to fuck your daddy's dick ever again. You won't masturbate to thoughts of him. You won't see him as anything but a father. Say yes if you understand."

Seven years of wanting that pussy. George was finally one word away from having his dick inside her.

"Yes," Stella said, then obeyed mechanically, kneeling before her uncle and freeing George's thick, hard cock.

She was in two minds about what she was doing, but the command was so strong she felt she could not control herself. The urge to obey was too severe.

She wrapped her soft lips around the head of her uncle's dick, her tongue lapping up the pre cum. Somewhere in the back of her mind, Stella was enraged. She always knew Uncle George wanted to fuck her. Subtle grazes of her ass or tits at family dinners. Always gawking at her cleavage. She even thought she might do it when she walked into his office today.

But daddy was here too. Why on earth would she pick his dick over daddy's?

She tried to ask the question, but no words came out. All she could do was focus on George's big dick, marveling at how well endowed the men in daddy's family were.

She took his dick deeper into her mouth, bobbing reluctantly up and down his dick at first, her pride getting the better of her. How many whores had he had sucking that dick? How many women fucked it? Was sucking his cock even safe?

"God, baby that's incredible. Just like uncle imagined. Good niece. Such a good cock sucker," George couldn't stop himself from groaning, angering Mark as he looked on, his dick now completely beyond his control.

Jealousy festered inside Mark as he watched Stella suck George's dick faster, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked with hypnotic enthusiasm.

George groaned, greedily grabbing her hair and guiding her to deepthroat him, his dick banging into the back of her throat. He knew he ought not to look too much like he liked it, lest he piss Mark off or the hypnosis failed, but fuck, Stella's forbidden throat was amazing.

"Good girl, suck it like you mean it," he couldn't stop himself from purrying, the power trip heightened by knowing the bitch had to comply. "You won't sneer at uncle today, will you whore?"

Mark watched George clearly enjoy the taboo of what was happening. Doubt set in. Was he betraying Stella? He should have told her George would fuck her.

Both appalled and concerned, Mark couldn't run from the his ugly shame. His cock tented his pants, hard as steel. He was aroused, not for the first time today, by his own daughter.

"You're going to hell for this, brother!" Mark hissed, yet he couldn't look away.

The sight of Stella's lips stretched around George's dick, drool dripping out of her mouth, made him reach for his dick. The slurping sounds, her muffled gags, reddening eyes, only heightened his arousal.

Meanwhile, Stella heard daddy get upset and instantly knew he was mad about what she was doing. Shame crept in on her, but there was nothing she could do. Uncle George had such a big, fat dick. She loved sucking it. Hated herself for it, but she couldn't stop.

"Be quiet. You will confuse her. Stay out of my way, Mark. I'm fucking this pussy today. Because you married her whore mother, the bitch never looks my way. Well today, she's taking my damn dick. Aren't you, princess?" George growled, wrapping Stella's hair around his fist and abruptly pumping her face.

Panicked that Mark would try and take Stella's pussy away before he used it, George pumped her face hard and fast.

Stella whined and writhed, screaming for her uncle to fucking let her breathe in her head, moaning profusely on his dick as she choked on it.