“Whoops.” I said.
Paul was on his knees; I shouted at him to stop and put his hands behind his head.
“A cock that size is criminal.” I mocked, he sobbed, begged me to let him go. “Wank it, you have ten minutes to cum, or I will give the police the video.”
Paul set off at a furious pace, but nothing was happening. You could’ve put ten strippers in front of him and he still wouldn’t get hard.
“I can’t, please, I can’t.” He sobbed.
“You will pay Lexy for the hours she claimed. You will book her down for three days a week for ten hours each until the place shuts down. You will give her a glowing reference.” I demanded while he snivelled on the floor.
“I promise.” He sniffed.
“No need to promise, we have you on video, from my phone and your camera. You are fucked.”
He began to cry again, begged to be let go.
“If I hear any rumour that you are doing something like this again, I will show the police, you will go to jail.” I spat.
“I’m sorry.” He whimpered to Lexy, holding out his hand to give back her knickers.
“Fuck off!” She yelled, taking a two steps run up, kicking him full in the balls as hard as she could.
There was a long silence before his scream ripped through the warehouse. We ran off, I was glad to see Lexy was laughing.
Back at my truck Lexy couldn’t open the door. I banged the panel and pulled the lever.
“It’s a bit temperamental.” I offered with a grin.
It’s a big step up, she struggled and asked for help.
“Put your left foot on that step and push up.” I said.
When she did, I had a full, pussy lips, close up view.
“Well, you know now I’m not a little girl anymore.” She said, we giggled all the way home.
Back at the house I grabbed a beer.
“I prefer cider.” Lexy said. I must have looked puzzled. “It’s ok daddy, I’m eighteen now.” She added.
She drank from the can. “Can I see the video?”
“I’ll send it to you; you should have a copy.” I said.
Her phone pinged. The TV came on, she’d paired it, the video was a lot better quality than I’d expected.
“I thought you’d gone back to the truck.” Lexy said softly. “I’ve never felt so alone.”
“I had to keep hidden. I wanted to come out and kill the fucker.” I snared, grinding my teeth.
“You saved me. He would have raped me then and carried on until I threw myself off Jansons Bridge. That was my plan A.”
“It was that bad?” I asked. She nodded. “Never do that Lexy, it would kill me.”
“Really?” She asked.
“Of course, you’re my sister, it’s dad I have a problem with.” My arm went around her; she snuggled in close.
The video showed her begging to be let go.
“It was good acting.”
“I wasn’t acting.” She said softly.
“You said you are virgin.”
“I am. Boys around her are just jerks.”
“I amazed, with tits like yours, I thought you’d be shagging someone in a rock band.” I said without thinking.
“What!” She said, digging me in the ribs.
“Sorry, it just slipped out.” I said as we laughed.
She stopped the video to where she had pulled her shirt up.
“Don’t they look a bit misshapen, like they are pointing down, instead of up and out?” She asked.
I knew this was a tease, meant to embarrass me but wouldn’t bite.