Forced By Daddy at The Cabin

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Stranded in a blizzard with my dad, I knew we were dead. The car was a tomb, the world outside a white, howling void. Our only hope was a hunter’s cabin, a dark, forgotten place where the fire couldn’t seem to chase the chill from my bones. He told me we had to share body heat, that it was the only way to survive. I believed him. But when his hands started to roam with a purpose that had nothing to do with warmth, I realized his desperation had a different kind of hunger. He wasn’t just trying to keep me alive. Daddy wanted my  body, and in the frozen darkness of that cabin, there was no one to hear me scream.

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*This is a work of fiction and is intended for a mature audience only. It contains explicit and graphic themes of nonconsensual sexual situations.

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All characters depicted in this story are consenting adults.