!#@! Well, one more then, to see if I can get the title format to work. For fun I started with the same hook on this one, I mean - who can resist "Please don't hurt me Daddy?"?! Not me obv!

Slow Learner to Slow Cooked
=(Loli, Incest, Rape, Snuff, Humiliation, Cannibalism kinda?)=

"Daddy, what are you doing? Please don't hurt me!"

The burley man glared at his 12 year old daughter. She was sitting on a chair with her legs crossed and her hands folded into her lap. Her head was tilted down but her big blue eyes were wide open and full of tears as she stared up at him through her long blong hair. She wore only panties and a large night shirt.

Her father had just finished undressing himself for bed when he heard her voice from downstairs yelling that she had peed herself - again. The stupid bitch was 12 years old and she still pissed herself sometimes!

"I'm going to take care of your little problem." The man shouted furiously at his sobbing daughter. "Please dad! I sorry, I couldn't hold it! I promise that will be my last time!" His daughter pleaded again.

"Look", she said spreading her legs to show him the crotch of her clean panties, "Its OK now! I am all cleaned up, its fine!"

Her father didn't really care about it of course, changing her always made him hard so he didn't mind that. Her inability to stop peeing herself occasionally was just an excuse to hurt her sometimes, and this time he decided he would go all the way. This time he would rape and kill her for the forbidden thrill of it.

He grabbed her hand and roughly dragged her from the chair to the floor, and then crouched over her. "You know how much I love you right?" He asked her while holding her head up by her long blond hair.

She nodded through her tears, eager to please him even now. Especially now.

"Well, I want you to understand why I do these things to you". He continued. "Do you remember the what I told you the first time I raped you?"

She nodded again, her head bobbing suspended by hair, like bait on a string.

"You said it was for my own good, that if you didn't teach me how to be a real woman, I would end up worthless and you would have to kill me."

She was terrified now, the words barely making it out between wracking sobs.

Her raised his hand and hit her hard across the face.

"Well, clearly you are worthless if you can't even learn not to piss yourself. I have no choice but to kill you, and I might as well enjoy myself first."

She tried to back away, but her hair remained trapped in his hands, and she only succeed in ripping her nightshirt, which now revealed her barely formed budding tiny breasts. He pushed her flat on the ground, letting go of her hair and reached down to her panties.

"Look on the bright side, you won't ever need to wear panties again." the man said, ripping her panties off, as she thrashed and tried to crawl away.

"You can't run from this!" he shouted at her, and grabbing her by the arm,dragged her back into his room.

"No, please don't! I won't ever pee myself again, I promise Daddy, Please Daddy, I don't want to die." She pleaded with him, but it was too late. He had already taken out a knife and was preparing himself for what was coming next.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, "but I have to do this. It is my duty." He reached into a box near them and grabbed zip ties, fastening them around her thighs one at a time, as she stared in numb horror. "You are clearly a failure, and to let you live would be to spoil the gene pool.

"No, No." She murmmered softly, as if in a dream. "I am getting better, it's only some nights now!"

He raised the knife and before she could react started to cut at her legs.

"Please, no!" she screamed, before the pain drowned all thoughts out of her mind like a white hot noise as the blade sliced through her flesh, sliding through tendons and reaching bone, then sliding along it. She felt blood trickle down her legand onto the floor and then it was a warm flood and she suddenly was sleepy, even through the haze of pain. He continued sawwing and over the frantic panting screams as the girl lost her mind, the man could hear the slap of meat hitting the floor as he dropped the first chunk of her thighs.

"It has to be done." He continued to cut until there were only a few pieces of meat left on her thighs, and her face was white, her eyes staring into space with a fixed intensity that spoke of madness.

Impressed, he threw the knife aside and then sat down on the bed, pulling her nearly legless sobbing body onto him, almost like she was sitting on his lap, and conveniently aligning his dick with the bloody remains of her legless pelvis.

She panted hoarsely, grimacing on each intake and exhale of breath from the pain and he marveled that she was still awake and alive. He wrapped his hands around her throat and began to strangle her to death, while thrusting with his cock into her trembling pussy.

Her throat made gurgling sounds, crushed in his grip, and her eyes flitted around the room wildly, as if looking for a way to somehow escape this hell.

Then, as she began to convulse and her eyes slowly lost focus, she wet herself for the second time today - her warm piss tricked around his dick. He had to admit, despite his reaction he didn't really mind piss that much. Sure felt good on his cock, as his preteen daughter died in his arms at least!

Her death rattle finally pushed him over the edge and he pumped load after load in her body, then collapsed on top of her - his dick still wedged in her tiny pussy. He leaned himself up on his elbows and brushed the hair from her face then leaned in and kissed her one last time gently on the lips.

Her lifeless eyes stared at something beyond him, something he could not see. The gore of her bloody flesh less thighs contrasted with the beauty and innocence of her childish frame. Ahhh, such a wonderful experience, he though, now to top it off with some fresh grilled girl thigh!