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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Allison_Argent/Chris_Argent/Peter_Hale
  Character:
      Allison_Argent, Chris_Argent, Peter_Hale
  Additional Tags:
      Threesome_-_F/M/M, Double_Vaginal_Penetration, Bottom_Allison_Argent,
      Dirty_Talk, Parent/Child_Incest
  Series:
      Part 3 of Hidden_Princess
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-05-03 Words: 2223
****** A Special Treat ******
by KinkyFox
Summary
     When Allison calls someone's name out while she's with Peter, it
     opens up a whole world of possibilities that he knows he needs to
     explore.
After Allison's brief rebellion, she seemed to calm down, become as compliant
as he expected from her, and in turn, he paid her attention - getting her off
when he thought she deserved it, making her beg for things that he made sure
she craved, always pushing her that little bit more to see other ways he could
manipulate her mind and body. She enjoyed the things they did together, she
could deny it all she wanted, but in the throws of passion, it was a very
different story.
He stepped back from the bed to look over his slave - a low buzzing was coming
from the plug he had pressed into her ass, trying to train it up to take him,
and she whimpered from behind the ball gag stuffed into her mouth, drool
running down her chin and over her breasts. She was desperate to be touched,
had begged for it over and over until he'd put the gag in her mouth, and Peter
sighed at himself, deciding it best to put her out of her misery.
Moving forward, he carefully removed the gag from her mouth, licking up the
spit from her chin, and in turn running his tongue over her lips, allowing them
to feel moisture again. Allison didn't kiss back - never did - but still
whimpered, looking into Peter's eyes.
"Is something the matter, Princess?" He frowned, casually moving his hands down
to her nipples, pinching them. She cried out again, writhing on the bed.
"Please sir, please let me cum."
"And how do you want to cum, hmm? You want to play with yourself like a slut?"
"I.... no, sir." She hesitated, closing her eyes as the vibrations in her ass
pushed her closer, but she knew she needed Peter's permission to cum this time.
"I... want your cock."
Peter glanced down at his already erect cock, knowing that'd be no problem, and
happy that she admitted what she wanted without him needing to encourage her
too much, he slid into her, his body over her's.
"You like that, Princess? You like me fucking you like a whore?" He hissed, and
Allison moaned. Peter was sure she wouldn't last much longer.
"Yes! Thank you sir! Harder!" She shouted out, gripping onto Peter tightly.
"I'm close, I... please may I cum?"
"Yes, girl. Yes you can." Peter nodded, feeling generous, and getting
permission, Allison moved faster to meet the thrusts.
"Yes! Please, fuck me daddy, fuck me hard daddy, that's it! I'm coming!" She
screamed out, her eyes slammed shut as Peter felt her explode, his own climax
growing closer, and he pulled out, pressing his cock into her mouth, filling it
to the brim, and watching her swallow it down.
Petting her body before finding some food for her, Peter moved through to the
couch, thinking things over. Sure of what she'd said. It gave Peter an idea.
One Allison would surely hate him for. Unless there were definitely desires
deep down that she was keeping to herself.
It didn't take too much to lure his victim into his trap. Enough obvious clues
around would have him running to the wolf, and almost as soon as Chris Argent
appeared, Peter was drugging him. A high dosage, a concoction of things stolen
from Deaton's office, that would leave him with no memory of the next few
hours, but mellow and compliant. Despite him wishing he could remember, it was
too risky. He didn't need the police at his door.
He smirked as he opened the door, finding Allison exactly where he'd left her -
on her knees in the corner of the lounge, facing the wall. He left Chris for a
second to stroke her hair, telling her in a low voice to stay where she was,
that she'd get her gift soon enough, before he took Chris through to the
bedroom.
Soon, he was able to remove Chris' clothes, and direct him to lie on the bed,
considering cuffing his wrists, but deciding against it at the last minute,
curious exactly what he'd do.
"Come into the bedroom, Princess." Peter called, moving to the bedroom door so
that he could lock it once she entered, her eyes falling on her bed, spinning
to look at Peter.
"How could you!" She yelled, raising a hand to hit him, but Peter grabbed her
wrist, stopping her in her tracks.
"I'm just giving you what you wanted, Princess... Remember? You begging your
daddy to fuck you?"
"I didn't mean this!" Her heartrate, as always, gave her away, and Peter was
pleased to find that he was right.
"So you don't dream of daddy tying you in a chair... watching you writhe...
begging for him..."
"No! I don't! That's sick, why would you even think that?!"
"Ally..." Allison turned as she heard her dad's voice, half conscious. His cock
twitched slightly, and Allison swallowed hard, trying not to stare at it. Peter
stroked her ass, nudging her towards him. "Come sit on daddy's lap,
sweetheart... " Allison looked back at Peter, unsure of what to do. She knew
she should shout, scream, make sure he knew what was going on, that she was
here, and he could send someone to come and get her. But at the same time...
"Will... he remember anything?" Allison closed her eyes, shuddering that she
was even considering this.
"Not a thing, Princess. Not that he was here at all." Peter said softly, taking
her hand, and wrapping it around Chris' cock, guiding it up and down. It only
took a few strokes before Peter moved his hand all together, Allison making the
movements herself. It felt so comfortable in her hand, not like she ever
thought it would be, and she needed more. As her dad moved a hand to stroke her
ass, Allison lowered her mouth to him, sucking on the head of his cock, bobbing
her head up and down slowly. Soon, Chris threaded the fingers of his free hand
through her hair, guiding her and setting the pace, forcing her mouth further
down his cock.
"Yeah... Feels so good... Good whore... Mm yeah... s' what I pay you for..."
Chris groaned, thrusting up into her mouth. Whether her dad knew it really was
her or not, or if he thought she was some hooker, Allison wasn't sure. But she
did everything she was told regardless, getting wetter and wetter at how wrong
this was. How many nights she dreamt of this. A small part of her never wanting
it to end, wanting to keep him there with her so she could do this over and
over again, and no one would know. Peter simply watched, sitting on the chair
in the corner, stroking his cock inside his pants. He loved the idea of sharing
his pet, letting people see just how dirty and broken she could be, but to have
her own father be the first person he shared her with was turning out to be
better than he ever hoped for.
"Looks like he's all hard for you now, Princess... Maybe you should give him
what he wants." He said, lowly, Allison groaning even at the thought of it.
"But he's... I shouldn't..." Allison said, glancing back at Peter.
"You just sucked his cock without question... You don't think you're already a
dirty daddy fucker?" Peter smirked, a blush covering Allison's cheeks, and he
knew his words were manipulating her. That after being with him for so long,
she was able to get turned on by them. Watching as she climbed up onto Chris'
lap, he knew he was right.
Holding onto her father's cock with one hand, Allison positioned it at her
entrance, before she sunk down, gasping as she was suddenly filled with his
cock. Resting her hands on his chest, she started bouncing up and down,
throwing her head back at how dirty she felt. Soon, Chris raised his hands,
resting his thick, calloused fingers onto her hips, guiding her downward
thrusts.
"You look just like my little Ally... You have... no idea how much I wanted to
drill her sweet pussy..." He slurred, Allison moaning even more, hearing his
words.
"I'm here daddy... Being your good little girl... Riding your cock like a good
girl..." She muttered, thrusting down harder, lowering her body to be flush
against his, pressing her breasts against his chest, and forcing her tongue
into his mouth, licking around his entire mouth, wanting to drink in as much of
him as she could. Chris took over the thrusting, holding onto her hips still
with a vice-like grip, sure to leave bruises, as he thrust up inside her.
Peter moved closer to the bed, wondering curiously if he should join in like he
planned, or if this was more than enough for him for the time being. Deciding
partially on the former, he moved to their toy box, and pulled out a medium
sized plug - bigger than he'd been training Allison to use, but not so much
that it would hurt her. Stroking her back as Chris shook her body with thrusts,
he lubed up the toy generously, before pressing the tip into Allison's ass.
"Beg for it, pet." He muttered, slapping her ass sharply, hearing her whimper.
"Sir, please... Please stick your toy in my ass. Thank you for this, sir, thank
you..." Peter nodded to himself, pressing the rest of the plug into her without
hesitation, and once it was firmly inside, he switched the vibrations on,
listening with delight as she squealed.
"Daddy... daddy I'm so close..." She panted, kissing and licking her way across
his face and neck, biting the skin softly, feeling his beard scratch against
her face.
"Wanna come in you baby... Fill your pretty hole all up... Breed you like some
werewolf bitch..." Chris groaned, pinching her hips hard. "My sweet, sweet
Ally..."
"Daddy... please can I come? Please please?" Allison locked eyes with him,
falling more and more into lust, screaming out as Chris nodded once, her hips
moving faster, desperate to ride her daddy out for as long as possible. A few
grunts fell from Chris mouth as he began to come too, gripping onto Allison's
ass and holding her close, forcing his cum deep, his eyes closing afterwards,
his lips resting on Allison's throat, sucking and biting a mark there - a
claiming one that made Allison wet all over again, knowing that for days to
come, she'd see her daddy's mark. Know how he claimed her.
"Filthy whore..." He muttered, quickly falling asleep from the concoction Peter
had supplied him with.
"Yes daddy... Your filthy whore... Your's and my owner's filthy whore..." She
lay her head on Chris' chest, glancing over at Peter. "... Thank you, sir."
"You're very welcome, Princess. You put on a good show for me." Peter nodded,
moving back over to her to switch the butt plug off, but not remove it. "You
want to stay stuffed with your daddy's cock for a little longer? Want him to
cum inside you all over again?"
"Yes sir..." Answering Peter was somehow easier with her face turned away from
him, her focus on her father, and the sweat that coated both of them from the
intense session of sex.
"Then this could hurt." Was Peter's only warning before he spread Allison's
pussy wide, and slowly, nudged his cock in beside Chris, Allison letting a sob
out. "You can take it, Princess... My pretty slut... Your daddy's sexy little
girl. You took my knot, you can take this." Allison nodded slowly, clinging to
her dad as Peter slipped in, moving slowly. In his sleep, Chris groaned,
stirring slightly, beginning to move his hips slowly too, the two cocks
thrusting inside of Allison beginning to hit the right spots, her sobs turning
into panting. She was being stretched past her limits again, she knew, but it
was two people she loved having inside her - somehow, that made it okay.
"Fuck me... Please fuck me with your cocks..." Allison whispered, growing
closer to her next orgasm herself. Chris moved his hands to her breasts,
stroking her body all over, while Peter kept his grip on her hips, focusing on
what he was doing, and what Chris was doing. It wasn't long before both cocks
in her pussy were exploding at the same time, Allison throwing her head back,
but not quite reaching a second orgasm herself yet.
"You want me to plug your pussy, Princess? Keep mine and your daddy's cum
inside you?" Peter asked, knowing she refused in the past, but maybe, just
maybe this was enough to push her into agreement. He smiled as she nodded, and
Peter quickly pulled out of her, grabbing another toy from the box, and with
some maneuvering, pulled Chris' cock out of her whole, fucking her with the toy
with a few quick, sharp thrusts before she was coming over the toy herself,
then pressed it deep inside her.
Looking up at the bed, he saw that the intensity had been enough to make
Allison pass out, and nodding to himself, he began to make plans to move Chris
out of his house, and into the middle of the woods somewhere, where Chris would
wake up, unsure of how he'd got there. And never knowing where his seed could
have planted itself.
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