I shook my head. "I'm serious, I'm a virgin." I couldn't believe I was telling this to my stepfather, but there had to be some way to convince him. I walked over to my closet, where the box of condoms was. I grabbed the box and handed it to him.
"Check it, it's a box of ten and there should be nine left in it," I said.
"Oh, so you've already worked your way through an entire box and are working at your second?" he asked accusingly.
I groaned. "Max-"
He grabbed my hair again and pulled. "Don't you 'Max' me," he said through gritted teeth.
"You're hurting me, Daddy," I said. I just wanted this conversation to be over so I could go to bed.
He let go of me, then looked at me up and down. In my short black skirt and silver top, I knew I was a sight to behold. I loved the way he was looking at me right now.
"You know that men wouldn't be able to resist you in that outfit, don't you?" he asked.
"Yes, Daddy," I responded.
He licked his lips. He obviously loved being called Daddy. "Then how am I supposed to believe that you're a virgin when you're dressed like that?"
I bit my lip. "I dressed this way because I didn't want to be a virgin anymore," I blurted out.
Max's eyes seemed to bug out a little bit at that. He was still holding the condom in his hand. "And you honestly think that the young punk that you were going to meet tonight was going to use this?"
I looked back down. I hoped he would. I wasn't on birth control.
Max grabbed my chin and made me look up at him. His rough hands against my chin were enough to get my juices flowing again.
"Take off your clothes," he said, looking at me in the eyes. I almost smiled. If he expected to shave me again, he'd find that I'd already taken care of myself. I backed away from him, pulling the tight top off of my body. I quickly undid my bra, my growing breasts falling free after being pushed up for the past few minutes.
I unzipped the side of the skirt that didn't have the slit in it, and it fell right down. I pulled my shoes and socks off, then stood there in the cute white panties I had picked out for the evening.
"All of them," he said, his voice commanding.
"I already shaved myself," I said.
He seemed to laugh to himself, then turned his gaze back to me, glowering. For a moment I saw a flash of anger, then he said, "Either take them off, or I'll take them off."
I thought about him pulling them off my body, slowly and sensually, and I did crack a smile. I crossed my arms and cocked my hips. This would be a dream come true for me.
In a moment, he crossed the distance between us. He placed his strong hand on my chest and another on my back, practically lifting me off my feet as he threw me to my bed. In a moment, I felt his strong hands move from around me down to my nether regions. I felt him fumble around for a moment, then heard a sharp tearing sound as the delicate fabric of my panties was rendered in two.
I gasped. Fear rushed through my body. This was not as pleasant as I had hoped it would be. "Max, no!" I cried.
"It's been too long since I disciplined you, Kari. You've forgotten to respect me, your mother, this house. Now, you've lied to me and told me that you're still a virgin." Max seemed like he was seeing red.
I just wanted him to go back to the gentle touches of the other day when he shaved me. My bare pussy was there in front of him, the tatters of my panties completely cleared out of the way. "Daddy, stop! I am a virgin!" I begged.
"We'll see about that," he said. His thumb went to my clit, touching me immediately. I moaned as pleasure shot through my pussy, too intense for my young body to take. "You moan like you're not a virgin," he said.
"Please, Daddy," I begged. I didn't even know what I was begging for at this point.
He pulled his thumb away. Suddenly, his pointer finger was rubbing at my entrance, spreading me open. It felt a little uncomfortable, but my heart was pounding in my chest at just the promise of sexual contact with Max.
He started going deeper and deeper with his finger. "I have to make sure you've been a good girl, Kari. Have you been a good girl?"
My hands went to my nipples and touched them as he continued to spread me open. "Yes, Daddy."
"We'll see," he said as he went deeper. Suddenly, he brushed up against something. I hissed in pain and pulled away a little bit. He slowly pushed his finger in, placing his finger against whatever had resisted him before. It hurt, and I looked up at him with fear in my eyes.