Never Again Chapter One

(NOTE - All characters depicted are 18 and older, no underaged characters used in any sex scenes)

The pain was unbearable, but as Melody choked back tears she focused her thoughts on her mother's voice. "Honey... precious... focus on... pushing honey! Push!"

"It hurts, mommy! It..."

She was giving birth, to her father's child... but even at this moment the cruel reality of her and her mother's situation could not be denied.

Ever since her 18th birthday she had been her father's sex toy, she and her mother, trained and disciplined and used to her father's pleasure. Even pregnant he availed himself of both women at a whim, even as they grew heavy with child. They slept in an ornate dungeon bedroom, was at call to his whim, and even now they were hung from the ceiling legs chained and spread forcing both women to give birth in such a humiliating manner... but even that wasn't enough.

Melody's voice is silenced mid cry, Eric's fingers jamming into her mouth even as he mounted her from behind, his erection jamming into her rear even as his child was being born. Tears of pain blinded Melody, her eyes squeezing shut from the dual sensations of forced sex and child birth.

"Pray for a son..." Ariel gasped between grunts, her child nearly born as the nurse retrieved the newly born baby, "Pray for a son precious... pray..."

Her mother's voice faded, even as the screaming in her head overwhelmed her senses, as her father orgasmed, in unison with the birth of her...

* * * * * *

With a start she bolts straight up, body sweating as she clung the soft sheets about her trembling body. The wind was soft and gentle, the morning light gentle as Melody looked about herself at the long beach around her, the palm trees and rock outcroppings... her home, in exile, in Neverland.

She was nowhere, which with a soft chuckle was fitting since her father made her nobody. Her weight dropped her back into the bed, set up for their first night on the island. By that night they would have been set up in their new home... speaking of which...

"Smells good." she sighed, rolling sideways in the bed, a hand running through her shoulder length black hair, looking towards her companion, and lover. "Breakfast?"

"Yes, sleepyhead." Jane Darling answered with a smile, flipping the old battered pan a few times to flip over and over the pancake as it cooked over the burning fire. Jane was a beautiful young woman of 18, short brown hair wavering in the light morning breeze, wearing a strange mix of patchwork coat and rugged pants, mismatched with silk shirt and soft velvety like bright red boots. "I saw the fairies this morning while you were sleeping, replenishing our pixie dust. The same nightmare?"

"Yes." Mel groaned, drawing the sheets tight to stave off the sudden cold of memories... "But..." Melody reflected, "Are they really memories."

"I wish I knew." Jane answered, "But the day we met you were wandering in a daze naked in the English countryside, and I was out on a food run when I saw you..." (Melody nearly jumps as she realizes Jane was next to her) "All done." she chimed, helping Melody up smiling as her lover's nude breasts came into view. "I swear if I wasn't so worried about you I would have glomped you in an instant."

"like you did last night?" Melody asked, her warm smile surfacing as she took her plate. "Glomping was mutual as I remember it."

As they ate Melody kept glancing over at Jane, her smile never ceasing.

'I used to be as independent as her.' she thought to herself, 'So sure and so...' (Jane looks up, smiling back and licking her lops as her eyes wander down to stare as Melody's half covered body again), 'What happened to me.'

From an outcropping of rocks in the water shallows a sharp cry caught their attention. With a sigh Jane tosses Melody her clothes, "I think they're here."

"You think?" she kidded, noting the pile of clothes on the beach near the rocks. 'Didn't even notice her arrive.' she thought, 'I guess Jane wasn't the only one with distracted thoughts.' (the thought of Jane's perky breasts outlined by her silk shirt fresh in Melody's mind as the two finished eating). Melody quickly dressed as Jane snuck over to peek, her curiousity overcoming her. Melody's gear was of the same theme as Jane's. Torn pants, white shirt, dark lightweight pirate coat, and thigh hugging black boots. "All I need is a pirate's hat and the look is complete..." Melody mused.

As she snuck over she knew what she would see, but that didn't stop her from gasping softly all the same.

She was a tall statuesque beauty, tanned skin and long flowing black hair, a strong figure her body athlethic and finely honed, alluring and beautiful especially her long sleek legs, toned stomach and beautiful breasts capped with dark nipples that stood stiff and erect as she trashed and cried out beneath her mermaid lover. The lighter skin mermaid, her own dark hair wavering and flowing as she made love to her mate.

To Be Continued