You attempted to keep your eyes on your work in the garage but kept having to stop or work incredibly slow. Rick picked up on this rather quickly.

"What do you have -- a hang over or what?"

Rick questioned pushing his goggles up over his head. You shook your head as you put the saudering gun down and picked up a piece of sandpaper.

"No, I'm just... distracted."

You told him not wanting to mention the real reason as to why you were slow working.

It was your time of the month and it was an extra painful time too. You didn't understand why but some months were worse than others. Still, you tried your best to please Rick and keep on working on the task at hand.

"Well, you're working -- you're working a snails pace so what's the deal?"

He questioned looking at you. You rolled your eyes and sighed.

"I'd rather not tell."

"Why?"

"Because you'll be grossed out."

"T-try me."

He belched loudly his gaze still on you. You groaned and dropped your sandpaper to rub your face.

"I'm on my period. It hurts okay. I can't concentrate on work because my insides feel like they're having a knife fight with each other."

You explained feeling another gut wrenching pain pass through you.

You inhaled through your nose deeply hoping that the pain would pass quickly and you could focuse on other things that needed done.

"That's it? Fuck I can fix -- fix that."

Rick said standing up from his chair. You looked at him questionably. Wondering what it was he could do to help you and your pain levels. Maybe he had some type of med he created just like the pregnancy meds - then again that didn't work so well in the first place - or maybe some type of mechanical mumbo-jumbo equipment?

"Oh thank God. What is it? Can I take it now?"

You questioned turning to look at him. Rick grabbed you by your shoulders and moved you toward the rolling chair he had just been sitting on.

"Take off your pants and underwear and have a seat."

He told you. You blinked slowly and did as you were told. To stripped your lower half.

"I have a tampon in do I need to take it out?"

"Yeah."

You reached down between your legs and pulled the bloody soaked cotton out of you and threw it down into the trash under the work table before proceeding to sit down.

Once seated you noticed Rick had his lab coat off and was kneeling down in front of you. You didn't think anything of it, assuming he didn't want to get blood on the white.

It was only when his tongue made contact with your bloody vigina did you freak out and jump back.

"R-R-Rick!? What are you doing!?"

You yelled only to have Rick pull you back toward him.

"Reliving your -- your pain."

He stated as if it should have been completely obvious as to what he was doing. You shook your head rapidly.

"Yesh, sex helps. It's scientifically prove-- "

"If that's the case I'll take care of myself when I get home!"

You said completely embarrased that Rick was even doing this to you. Rick narrowed his eyes.

"Don't be -- don't be stupid. You'll be in pain and di--distracted until then. Just -- just lemme do this and -- just let Daddy take care of his little girl."

He corrected himself causing some bright blush to roll across your cheeks. You watched in horror as Rick lowered his head once again and his tongue flicked put against your clit.

You gapsed and leaned your head back letting out a silent moan. Your hands tangled into his hair and you hissed through your clenched teeth.

Your hands running up and finding themselves in his hair. Your fingers gripping tightly as Rick's tongue flicked across your aching cunt.

"Daddy! Oh! Fuck Daddy!"

You moaned feeling your body press into his face. You felt Rick's fingers enter you as he continued against your clit. You felt your eyes roll into the back of your head. 

It didn't take much for your overly sensitive body to cum in seconds.

Rick groaned as not only cum gushed into his mouth but probably blood as well. 

Opening your eyes and looking down at Rick you felt your stomach twist looking at Rick's bloodied face.

"Now... stand up for Daddy. I'm not done with you yet."