Description: SCENE OPENS on Belle Athena Faris a young woman in an oversized men's coat, who storms into her house angrily. Joseph Derrick Pierce stalks just as angrily in after her. 'I CAN'T believe you fucking DID that to me, Dad!' she exclaims as she turns on him, beside herself with anger. 'What is your PROBLEM? What were YOU even doing there, huh?! Now I DEFINITELY lost my job after this, I can't go back after you HUMILIATED me in there! I NEEDED that job, Dad! I'm 21 now -- you had NO RIGHT to treat me like that! You ruined my LIFE! Why--' Joseph breaks his silence as he turns to her and explodes with rage. 'No DAUGHTER OF MINE is going to be a FUCKING STRIPPER!'

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'You're such a fucking hypocrite! YOU went there to jerk off to girls your DAUGHTER'S age, and somehow I'M the one who's in trouble?!' Belle exclaims. 'Watch your mouth, I'm your step-father, so why don't you show me some damn respect!' Joseph booms. 'Oh, like you're showing ME respect right now?!' Belle challenges.

'What did I tell you about talking back?' Joseph barks, ignoring her words. 'And just what am I supposed to tell your mother, hm?' Belle retaliates by threatening to tell her mom about Joseph being at the club, though that would be admitting that she's a stripper. No, he gloats, she's not going to say anything, and he doesn't have to either. 'So, what do you say? Tit for tat?' he adds, his eyes falling towards her chest. 'Fine, whatever, I won't say anything... I-I'm going to bed now,' Belle says, anxious as she turns to hurry away. Yet, as she does, Joseph grabs her arm -- not in an overly aggressive way, but enough to stop her.

'I want my coat back,' he states. Belle eyes him, but hurries to take the coat off after pushing his hand away. 'No, SLOWER...' he interjects, looking hungry. 'Oh, my god... What the actual fuck?' Belle gasps as it dawns on her that Joseph wants her to strip for him. 'You don't think I'm going to let you off THAT easy, do you, Belle? Since you're so eager to lay it all out at the club, you may as well do it here... or do you only show your TRUE colors when there's a tip in it for you?'

No way, Belle exclaims. Joseph decides to play up another angle now, saying that she mustn't make much as a stripper. She defensively says that she does well enough. 'Well enough to live out there on your own instead of leeching off me? Because, like you said, you're 21... I don't HAVE to be your guardian anymore.'

Belle looks more anxious now. She still eyes him with contempt, then reluctantly takes a sexy stance and slowly removes the thick jacket. 'Okay, I'll do it, but you're still a fucking piece of trash.' She reveals her sexy stripper outfit beneath, which leaves little to the imagination. As she casts aside the coat, Joseph is hooked, hungrily gazing over her tight body. He moves to the couch and sits down.

Belle is disgusted with herself, then closes her eyes to take a steadying breath. 'Just think of him as any other customer,' she says quietly to herself, then opens her eyes. She begins to dance. When she steps in closer and Joseph reaches up to touch her, she smacks his hand away before he makes contact. 'That's taking it too far,' she protests. He says that he'll just have to break Mom's heart when she gets home from work, then.

Something seems to dawn on Belle at that moment. 'You're not going to let this go unless I fuck you, are you?' she snaps. He pushes aside her hair and kisses the back of her neck with a twisted smile, saying, 'Exactly.' She shudders, reluctantly but clearly saying, okay, she'll do it. 'Just think of him as any other customer...' she quietly reminds herself again before rising off his lap to go down on his cock.

Joseph has only just begun to slut-shame his stripper daughter...

Description: SCENE OPENS on girlfriend and boyfriend Carla Athena Faris and Rich Codey Steele. They are in each other's arms on Carla's bed, chatting and laughing. They start to makeout and before long, things are pretty hot and heavy. As they kiss, Rich squeezes Carla's tits. As he moves his hand between her legs, he starts to rub her pussy over her pants but she gently pulls his hand away and breaks the kiss.

She...she's not sure if she's...ready, she says softly. REALLY?, Rich asks, clearly disappointed. Yeah...she...she told him that she wanted to take things slow, Carla says. Yeah but...there's slow and then there's... SLOW, Rich says, visibly annoyed. 'We've been together for six months now. We're BOTH 18, so...what's going on? Don't you want to be with me?' Rich says, playing the victim a little. No, that's not it, of COURSE she wants to be with him, Carla says, seemingly worried that she's upset him. 'So what's stopping us, then? Let's be brave and go for it...' Rich says with a lusty grin. He resumes kissing her and gets handsy again almost immediately. But...but what about her step-brother? He's home and he might hear them, Carla points out, worried. Well, they'll just have to be quiet then, he responds. She hesitates. OK?, he asks. She still seems a little reluctant, but clearly wants to please her boyfriend. Ok, she smiles nervously, taking a deep breath.

Rich and Carla have sex. She begins it nervously, since it is her first time being with him, but as she grows to enjoy it, her skittishness falls away. As the sex winds down, Rich is telling Carla how much he loves her and announces that he's going to cum any moment. She tells him to pull out, but as he continues thrusting, he says he's getting close. She protests, telling him that she's never done that before, but he pressures her, telling her that it will bring them closer together. 'Please, I'm so close...!' She still seems reluctant, but again wanting to please him, she falls prey to her own guilt and hesitantly says 'O-ok, yeah,' allowing him to creampie her. He moans loudly as he cums.

When he leaves the room, she is fascinated by the cum dripping from her pussy. When she tentatively tastes it, it's as if she has an epiphany and is transfixed by the feeling and taste of cum. She exhales a huge breath, trying to get herself under control as she breathes rapidly, staring off into space, as if she is reborn.

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Weeks later, Carla sneaks into the house, late at night. No longer sweet and virginal, she is disheveled and seems like she's been partying all night. She goes into her bathroom and takes a shower. Zombie-like, she dips her fingers in her pussy and licks what appears to be cum off them. As she showers, her stepbrother Toby Robby Echo enters the washroom. When she steps out of the shower, he desperately tells her that he needs to talk to her about something.

Toby tells her that she's changed drastically in the past few weeks, going from sweet-natured and happy to a walking zombie who sneaks home late every night. It becomes clear that Carla has been sleeping with random men each night. Toby is worried and wants to help.

'Awwwwww. Mr. Nice Guy Toby just wants to help his poor messed-up step-sister Carla?!' she says mockingly. 'Give me a fucking break,' she says, rolling her eyes with a mean-spirited laugh. Please Carla...., Toby begins. 'You know what I think? I don't think you want to help, I think that you came in here because you're jealous,' Carla says, moving towards Toby. What is she...?, Toby says. She thinks he's jealous of ALL those guys that she fucks, Carla grins wickedly. Why is she SAYING these things?!, Toby pleads, sounding very distressed. That IS it, isn't it?, Carla says, moving closer still to Toby. He's jealous of all those guys...because that's all he's EVER wanted isn't it?, she asks. To get a little taste for himself, she adds tauntingly. N-no, of COURSE not! He would never even CONSIDER...Toby says, appalled at the suggestion. 'Don't worry, you can be honest. We tell each other EVERYTHING right? That's what brothers and sisters are SUPPOSED to do...?' Carla says, caressing his arm. He pulls away, but she seems to have struck a chord because his gaze lingers on her for a moment.

He denies her accusation. Hungry for more cum, she begins to aggressively seduce him. 'You want to FUCK me? You want to...FILL ME UP?' she says, a crazed look coming over her face as she caresses his arm, pressing her body against his. No, she's wrong! Toby says fiercely, struggling valiantly to resist. 'Y-you...you don't know WHAT I want,' Toby stammers. Yeah...she DOES...she KNOWS that he wants...to give her all his...she begins, trailing her hand down his chest. Hot...Sticky...CUM, she whispers fiercely, licking her lips hungrily. Carla...he stutters, his resistance nearly gone. Well, GIVE it to her then...give her EVERY last drop, she says, her voice thick with need. Finally, any last semblance of hesitance from Toby is gone. Ok, he says softly.