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The Brat Ch. 02

By: sfcitydom



She climbs into the passenger seat and I shut the door behind her. I make my way to the around the truck, climb into driver's seat and shut the door. As I reach over her to get her seatbelt, she strokes my hair and kisses the back of my neck. Buckling her in place, for a moment, we are face-to-face.

"I love you," she says.

"I know."

I start the truck and take off. On the ride home, neither of us speaks. I touch her face and she responds by pressing her face into my hand. 

Pulling into the garage, I park and help her out of the truck. As we walk, like a small child seeking reassurance, she takes my hand.

"Are you ok?"

"Yes," she says, which fails to convince me.

On opening the front door, we both head upstairs and she curls up on the bed. She holds herself tight as if her life depended on it. 

"Get up. No sulking."

She gets up and stands in front of me. Turning her around, I begin to unlace her corset. Monique must have helped her with it. She would not have been able to lace it this tight. Peeling the corset from her body reveals a lattice imprint beautifully running down her back. With my fingers I feel the red embossed lines etched into her pale skin, tracing my fingers from her shoulders to the top of her ass.

"Remove your heels." 

She complies by kicking them off.

I grab her latex pants by waist and pull them down around her ankles. Her ass is red and welted from my belt. I help her step out of the pants. Turning around to face me, her arms are folded tight across her breast. She has closed herself off to me.

"Go ready the shower. I will be there in a moment." 

She disappears into the bathroom and I hear the shower door slide open as the water comes on. 

At some point I hope that she gets it. This need she has to be the center of attention to people who don't know her or value her. Seen strictly as a piece of meat, the adoration of the unknown. The boys at the club this evening, they flocked to her but all they wanted was a piece of her. In the past, this unspoken need got her in trouble. It is odd, but she must be stripped of her misguided sense of self-worth in order for her to realize that she is important and worthy of love and happiness.

She must come to understand that I will give her all the freedom she needs. However, she has to prove to me she can handle it. I need to trust her to take care of her safety: both physical and emotional. She needs to set priorities- school, relationships, and play, and follow through on the commitments she makes. 

This woman has all the quality I desire, with all the spirit and pleasure that one would hope for. The goal is break the pony so she can be controlled without destroying the spirit. I want her to be good girl and an empowered woman, so that we can both enjoy the spirited girl.

I strip and walk into the bathroom. She is in the shower, just standing with the water running down her back. I step in behind her and shut the shower door.

"Are you ok?" Again I ask.

"Yes. I'm fine," she replies.

Taking the shampoo bottle, I pour some onto her head and begin washing her hair. With my fingers deep into her hair, against her scalp, she rolls her head into my hands. 

"Tilt your head back."

With her head tilted back, I take the showerhead by the handle and begin to rinse. 

As I finish rinsing her hair, she begins sobbing. Not cries of disappointment, but that hurt soul kind of crying, the one of true pain. She moves forward into me. Putting my arms around her, I can feel her body quiver and convulse as she holds on to me. She looks up at me with her reddened eyes full of tears. 

"I think am ready to let you in," she says, as snot running from her nose mixes with spit and tears, stringing across her lips.

"You do care about me. It is not just lust or fucking with you, is it?"

"Why do you ever doubt me?"

"Because it is safer then believing and being hurt."

"What does it mean to let me in?"

"I will quit pushing you away and fighting you."

"Are you certain?"

"Yes. I just want to be happy with you."

"That is really all I have ever wanted for you. Whether with me or someone else."

"Yes. I want to be happy. I want you to rape me, beat me, fuck me, use me; there is nothing I will not give you. I am your slut and your girl."

I kiss her on the lips. 

"Get up." 

With her standing, I pour body wash onto her. I begin washing her body: her breast, waist, shoulders, her back and ass, between her legs. When she is all soaped up, I rinse her off.

"Put out your hand."

I pour body wash into her hand.

"Now wash me."

She begins by washing my chest and shoulders. I turn and she washes my back and ass. Facing her, she grabs my cock with her soapy hands and begins to stroke it. Carefully she washes my balls and then my legs. I take the showerhead and rinse off.

I turn off the water and open the shower door and grab two towels. I hand her one and she begins to dry off. I step out of the shower.

"I want you to blowdry your hair, then put it in a ponytail. I will be waiting in the bedroom for you."

I finish drying off, pull on a pair of boxer-briefs and return to the bedroom. Opening the closet, I retrieve the items I will need for this evening: flogger, cane, rope, lube, butt plug, ring gag, bag of clothespins, and vibrator. With the items laid out behind me, I sit, waiting for her, on the edge of the bed.

The blow dryer goes silent and she appears from the bathroom. She walks over to me. Wrapping my legs around her, I pull her in close to me. She places her head on shoulder and hugs me.

"Are you certain you want to completely surrender to me?" 

"Yes. I am not doing the best of jobs managing my life."

"That is not the point."

"You do have my best interests at heart. This I know."

"Always."

"I don't trust myself. But, I do trust you."

"I will not let you down."

I pull her back by the ponytail and look her in the eyes. She wipes away her tears.

Forcefully I take her by her torso, position her across my lap. With my leg over her thighs and my left hand on the back of her neck, I hold her down. Her instincts take over and she begins to resist. My cock hardens with her struggles and I deliver a violent strike on her ass.

With this strike, the struggle fades from her and she begins to cry. I deliver nine more hard strikes. Her ass is crimson in color and hot to the touch. I slide my hand between her legs; her pussy is wet and I slide my fingers deep inside her. Her tears are punctuated with moans.

"Sweetheart, get on your knees."

Withdrawing my fingers and releasing her from my grasp, I allow her to get on her knees. I don't have to tell her where to position herself; 'on your knees' can only mean one thing.

She looks up at me from between my legs.

"Hands behind your back."

She complies.

Pulling my cock from my briefs, her mouth opens as if a baby bird hungry for a rather veiny purple worm. She moves forward for my cock. I grab her by the ponytail and tease her.

"Stick out your tongue."

She sticks her tongue out as far as she can and I touch the tip of it with my cock. She struggles to get to my cock.

"Want my cock?"

"Yes. I want your cock, your cum. I want all you have for me."

I let go of her ponytail and my cock vanishes into her mouth. She fucks me with her mouth and throat and I can feel her struggle as it reaches the depth of her.

I grab her by the hair and pull her off of my cock. She struggles to keep her mouth on me. 

"Please. I want your cock."

"No. Put your hands in front of you."

She complies. 

With the rope, I secure her wrists together. 

"Come on, get up." As I stand up.

She stands and I pull her by the rope. I position her in front of the right bedpost at the foot of the bed. I toss the rope over the lintel that spans the bedposts. With the rope I pull her arms above her head to the point where she is barely flat footed on the floor.

Standing in front of her, I squeeze her breast as I look into her eyes. She is so beautiful. As I kiss her, her tongue licks the inside of my mouth. I begin rolling her nipple in my fingers as she presses her hips into me. The sensual rolling slowly becomes a light pinch and then a hard pinch. She struggles to take the pinch. I pull away from our kiss.

"You are not going to yelp are you?" I ask as the pinch turns to twist. 

She lunges for me and kisses me even harder. I let go of her nipple. Her breathing is deep and steady as she processes the sensation.

Seizing her by the throat, I slide my hand between her legs, insert my fingers inside her and lift her onto her toes. 

"You have become my favorite toy."

I retrieve the ring gag from the bed.

"Please, I don't want the gag."

"You said there was nothing you wouldn't do."

She struggles as I place the gag on her and secure it around her head.

With the gag in place, I retrieve the flogger from the bed. 

"I want you to step back as far as you can."

Stepping back, her arms are stretched forward, making her back arch downward.

Landing soft easy strokes of the flogger on her ass, I let them slide gentle down her cheeks. After 10 or so strokes, I begin to land the strikes harder on her cheeks. Three on one side, then three more on the other. The sound of the tresses moving through the air is punctuated by the smacks on her ass and the awkward moans from her gagged mouth. Slowly, the smacks turn to thuds. 

With the thuds, she braces herself for their arrival; again, three for the right cheek and three for the left.

"Step forward a bit and place your feet about shoulder-width apart."

She steps forward but fails to spread her feet. Placing a foot between hers, I grab her by the hair and lean into her. 

"I said feet shoulder-width apart" and I kick her feet apart.

I step back and land a few hard blows on her ass. Taking the flogger, I twist the tresses in order that they stay bunched up and I up-stroke the flogger between her legs. The first strike catches her off-guard and she is startled.

I quickly land another strike on her cunt. She moans with the strike. Then again and again. Banging her cunt with the flogger over and over again, I begin to notice that the ends of the tresses are slightly wet from her cunt.

"Do you want to come?"

"Yes." Inelegantly drips from her mouth with her spit.

"Not yet. You have to earn it."

I go to the bed and retrieve the cane, a typical rattan cane. I step in front of her, pulling her back by the hair, I look into her eyes. They are somewhat glassy and shiny and red from tears. I slide the cane along the inside of her thigh and drag it up between her legs, playing her clit as if it is a violin string and the cane a bow. Without hesitation, I land a strike, as hard as I can, on the outer thigh.

"FUCK!!" as she tries to move away from me.

Placing my arm around her waist, I pull her in close and I kiss and bite her neck and I can feel her hips pressing into me. Sliding the cane along her thighs and ass, she jerks in anticipation, as I lift the cane from her skin.

"I want you to back up with your legs shoulder-width apart."

She begins to back up.

"Farther back."

Her arms are starting to strain as she backs up. She spreads her legs. 

"Wider!"

She struggles. I help her along with a smack on the inner thigh. Her legs are now spread.

I retrieve the bag of clothespins, the butt plug, lube and the vibrator. I plug in the vibrator and kneel behind her. Turning on the vibrator, I place it just barely on her lips and slowly move up towards her clit. With it on high, I press it into her clit. She grinds into it in response. She struggles to maintain contact with the vibrator as I move away. Picking up the butt plug, I place an ample amount of lube on it and more on her asshole and slowly work it into her. Watching her asshole dilate to accept the plug is a nice visual and then it pops in.

I slide my fingers into her pussy. With only the thin wall of flesh between the plug and my fingers, her pussy is even tighter. She begins to moan as I apply pressure to her g-spot. I place the vibrator back onto her clit. 

"I am going to come."

"Don't"

I turn off the vibrator and remove my fingers. From the bag, I remove seven clothespins. I begin placing them on her cunt. Grabbing her right outer lip, I pull it taut and place two clothespins. I slide my fingers into her again to rub her g-spot. She moans. Pulling my fingers from her, I place two more clothespins on her left outer lip. She breathes deep. On each of her inner lips, I place a clothespin. There is much more sensation with these and her breathing quickens.

"Slow your breathing. Breath deeper. Do you want me to remove them?"

"No."

Positioning myself in front of her, with the last clothespin I stretch the spring out a bit so that it does not bite as much and place it on her clit.

"Fuuuck." She cries.

Switching on the vibrator, I slowly place it on the clothespins. The vibration causes the clothespins to bounce and dance around. I grab the base of the butt plug, tugging and pushing it, as I vibrate the clip on her clit.

"I need to come. I am going to come."

"Not yet."

I stand and pick up the cane.

"This is the last smacking on your ass for this evening. Just five more strikes of the cane. You count them out."

Standing behind her, I strike her ass hard. She arches her body away from each strike and the clothespins can be heard rattling together.

"One." 

The strike has resulted in a prominent red line across both checks. Again I strike her, harder than before.

"Two."

Strike! Each strike harder then the previous.

"Three."

Strike! Her ass looks as if it has been grilled.

"Four." She grunts to keep the pain at bay.

Strike!! The last strike is the hardest.

"Five" She screams and writhes with the pain.

Quickly, I pick up the vibrator, applying it to her mons pubis. With the vibrator adjacent to her clit, she quickly approaches coming.

"I need to come."

"You can come."

I pull the clothespin from her clit and quickly press the vibrator into her clit. Her body jerks with pain and pleasure.

"Fuuck that hurts. I am coming."

As she is coming, I remove the rest of the clothespins. With the removal of each one, she squeaks in pain and grinds into the head of the vibrator.

I slide my fingers into her pussy; she is convulsing with her orgasm. 

"Too sensitive...my clit."

I lighten the pressure on her clit. However, I continue to fuck her hard with two fingers in her tight cunt. I feel the plug in her ass. 

"Shit! I am going to come again."

"Good."

I ram a third finger into her pussy and she begins to come again. I fuck her harder as her pussy tightens around my fingers. I switch off the vibrator and lay it in the floor. However, I still continue fucking her cunt. Fingers were meant to be shoved in pussy.

Withdrawing from her pussy, I stand. I remove the ring gag from her and wipe the drool form her lips and chin. She is well used. Untying the rope, I take care that she doesn't collapse. I take her by the waist as her arms are lowered. 

Untying the ropes, she looks at me in a way I have never seen. As I remove the ropes from her wrist, she throws her arms around me and hugs me tight.

"I want you to fuck me. I want you to come in me."

"Get on your belly."

She climbs onto the bed, lies on her belly and places her head on the pillow. I straddle her legs and she rolls her hips downward, which causes her ass to rise in the air. She loves getting fucked with her legs together. Her pussy is still very wet and as I press the head of my cock into her; she pushes back to meet me. Thrusting my cock deep into her, I grab her hair and pull her head up off the pillow. With the plug in her ass, her cunt is tight even after fucking her with my fingers. I look down at her ass as I thrust. It is bruised, red, striped and abraded. I slap it hard and she smiles. 

"I am going to come, fuck."

As she rises to meet my cock, I come, shooting my load deep into her pussy. With a few more strokes my orgasm begins to fade. It feels wonderful for so many reasons. With my cock still in her, I collapse forward and rest my chin on her shoulder. Pulling back her hair, I kiss her cheek.

"This is a new beginning. Now that you have let me in, there is more for you to learn and experience. All you need to do is to trust me."

She smiles with my words as we lie there, enjoying the warm and comfort of each other.

"I now understand."

I withdraw from her and remove the plug. I pull back the blankets and she climbs under the covers and I join her. With her back to me, I put my hand across her breast and pull her close to spoon her and she pushes her ass into my cock.

"It is almost 2:00, can we sleep in and play hooky tomorrow?" she asks.

"No. I am going to work and you are going to school."

"Ok."

"And someone needs to clean up all these toys in the morning. I am setting the alarm for 7:00 am."

"Ok."

Thursday 11:03 AM

Sitting in my office I receive a text message. It is from her.

"Btwn class hard 2 sit"

"Y?"

"Butt hurts. If i think about it i get wet"

":"

Prior to meeting her, if anyone had told me that this woman would be in my life, I would have not believed them. Nevertheless, that moment I saw her smile, I knew I was lost. She will never know the power that she holds over me. 

She is the daughter I will never have and the woman I have always wanted. I can't imagine my life, no, the world, without her.

"I'll b home at 530. What do u want 4 dinner?"

"You!"

The Brat Ch. 02



Thanks for all your messages of support, especially to my lady 'advisor'. You know who you are. Couldn't have done it without you!

Enjoy...




Looking down upon his step daughter, Bob felt a wave of enormous satisfaction. He saw how eager she was to please him & how much she wanted to learn. She had gained a confident fire in her eyes now that she realised her potential in leather, boots and more importantly, the power of servitude. 

'Come Lily. I need a drink' he said, pulling his trousers & shirt back on. 'And you need to clean yourself up!' he continued, laughing.

'Yes daddy.' She replied.

He walked over to his bed and rummaged through the box that laid upon it. The box that contained all of his wife's fetish clothes and toys. Reaching hold of a few objects, he passed them onto his waiting step daughter.

'Here – wear these.' He said handing her a long loose fitting leather skirt that came to just below the knee, and a tight white crop t-shirt that barely covered her developing breasts. 'And you can keep your mothers underwear on along with her boots.' He finished, referring to the black lacy stockings and suspenders she had acquired from her mothers collection.

He reached back into the box and pulled out a small black cone shaped object. Walking back over to her, watching how she was dressing herself and the leather skirt that she wriggled into draped itself around her shapely legs in a frilly fashion.

'Bend over and lift up your skirt.' He said.

'Yes daddy.' She replied, complying instantly. 

Admiring her arse, he squeezed something from a tube across the middle of her cheeks and started to massage it in. Rubbing his finger back and forth slowly, edging closer to her arsehole he heard her groan softly.

'You like that do you?' he asked.

'Yes Daddy.' She replied, wallowing in the sensations emanating from her post orgasm come down.

He worked his finger around the rim of her hole, slowly and gently scooping some of the lube inside her.

As she groaned louder, he took a hold of the black butt plug and slowly worked it around the outside of her hole. Hearing her groans turn into squeals, he felt her shift as she reached out and grabbed a bed post.

'This is only the beginning...' he whispered, causing her to arch her back in anticipation.

'Oh daddy!' she groaned and the black plug was worked into her now pulsating arse hole.

'Oh daddy, yes daddy! Yes!' she cried as he inserted it further, deeper. Twisting the now lubricated rim causing the friction to sensate & pulse throughout her.

He pushed it up to the hilt with a pop and stood back to admire his handy work. As he gazed, he saw the flat end snugly protruding from her now widened bottom.

'Now, you are to keep that in. Let it work on you for a while.' He said, admiring the way her eyes were still rolling from the new found sensations of an anal intrusion.

He passed her a pair of her mothers lacy black panties and told her to put them on. Pulling them up over her boots, they glided up snugly into place covering her pussy and the butt plug. She then readjusted her skirt and stood subserviently. 

'Now, you are to keep that in do you understand?' he questioned.

'Yes daddy!' she replied enthusiastically, wriggling every now and again at the slightest cause of movement or friction.

He led her out of the bedroom and downstairs to the kitchen. 

'I think I would like a nice scotch please Lily' he asked.

'Yes daddy.' She said, and walked towards the cupboard where the glasses were. 

As she walked she felt her arse cheeks squeezing the plug in and out, giving herself a fingering motion in the hole. The more she tried to slow it down, the harder her hole naturally clamped against it and aggravated her sensations. 

It was no good, she walked as slow as she could but every little movement – especially as she was wearing her mothers chunky four inch heels which naturally gave her bottom a wiggle on their own.

She reached the cupboard and took out a glass. Walking back over to the unit, she received the same sensations. As she tip toed up to reach the bottle, she felt the plug almost slide out of her, causing her hole to expand. She let out a little shriek, knowing full well that if it fell out she would be punished.

Pouring a reasonable measure into the glass, she handed it to Bob who, knowing exactly what was happening, smiled.

'Everything ok Lily?' he asked mockingly.

'Er, yes Daddy. It's just... Just takes some getting used to.' She answered.

'Yes, it will. But it will be worth it...' he finished. 

Knocking back his drink, he walked out of the kitchen and stood in the doorway to the living room. He turned and beckoned her to come towards him.

She walked to him and he reached out, putting his hands on her shoulders, eased her onto her knees. He took hold of her lead and led her into the living room. 

As she crawled into the centre of the room, Bob quietly & slowly circled her. Watching every little squirm she made. He then sat on the sofa, leant back and crossed his legs. Still watching her every move in case she flinched or grimaced.

Lily watched as his eyes burnt into hers. The sensation to relax the pressure on her arse was now building up intensely. She wanted to expel the plug, and then draw it back in to give herself another shot of pleasure. But she knew, he was watching.

She wanted it. He wanted her to have it, but only on his terms. And she knew it.

'So what are we going to do about this situation? You know your mother is going to telephone tonight to see how things are.' He said.

'Erm, I don't know Daddy.' She answered, suddenly remembering her mother.

Jane was visiting her own sick mother and had no idea what had transpired over the last 24 hours. Lily knew her mother would be ashamed of her behaviour. She wondered if she ever really understood her mother. On the outside, Jane was pretty average. Still attractive for her age and still lean and slim. Clearly, Lily had no idea about her mothers dress sense, toys or 'special' wardrobe. The most outrageous thing she had ever seen her mother wear was to a fancy dress party some years ago, and that was a catwoman outfit with five inch stiletto heeled shoes. Certainly not every day wear.

Or was it?

Looking back on all her thoughts, Lily now added certain things up. She remembered her mother being quite submissive to Bob, or at least that's how it all seemed now. She never argued with him, pretty much always did as she was told and certainly made every effort to please him.

He did have that way about him.

'Here's what I think. We'll see how your mother is tonight when she calls and how long she will be away for before we decide anything. You are bound now, that much is for sure.' He said.

'Yes Daddy. I agree.' She answered.

He motioned for her to join him on the sofa, and cuddling up to him she felt quite content – all the while still feeling the plug shift every now and again in her bottom which turned her on immensely. She reached around, snuggling into her step father, and put her hand up under his t-shirt onto his bare chest.

Knowing that he liked her long painted nails, she delicately scraped, teased and stroked him causing him to sigh a sigh of contentedness.

It was about 9pm when the phone rang. 

'Lily, answer that will you?' Bob said.

'Yes Daddy.' She replied and stood up to walk across the room.

As she stood, the plug shifted again causing her knees to buckle and swoon. Coupled with the heeled boots she was wearing, this almost caused her to lose her balance. Reaching the phone she could see her mothers mobile number on the dial.

'It's mum. Would you like me to answer daddy?' she asked.

'Yes. And remember, be nice!' he ordered.

'Hi mum.' She said.

'Oh hi darling. How are things?' Jane asked.

'fine, just fine. Good actually. How's nana?' she continued.

'She's on the mend. Your aunt is here now too so I'm sure between us everything will be ok.' Jane answered.

'That's good. Do you want to speak to Dad?' Lily asked.

'Sorry? Oh, yes please darling.' Jane answered, startled.

'Ok, I'll pass you over. Love you mum.' Lily said, walking the phone over to Bob – still sat on the sofa smiling at her sexy little wiggle in her tall boots.

As she reached him the centre of the room, he beckoned her down onto her knees before he got up and walked over to her.

Smiling down at her young face, looking deep into her eyes he started the conversation with his wife.

'Hello Dear.' Bob said.

'Hello honey. All sounds good there. What's with the Dad thing?' Jane asked.

'Oh you know. We've had our little chat and laid a few ground rules and sorted some things out. I have to say it's been lovely. The change is amazing.' He answered.

'Wow. That's good to hear. You do have a way with words don't you?' she laughed.

'It's been said before...' he said, laughing back at her. 

He walked over to the coat rack in the corner of the room while still talking away to his wife. As he got to rack, he reached into the coat pockets of his wife's long coat which was hung up and pulled out a pair of her leather gloves. Still chatting away, he walked back over to where Lily was still on her knees tentatively looking up at him. Handing her the gloves, he beckoned her to put them on.

Next he stood her up and removed her panties before sitting her back down, minding that the skirt was lifted up and to the side and that the plug remained tightly rammed into her bottom. He grabbed one of her gloved hands and placed it on her own pussy, inciting her to start playing with herself.

in-between the 'Yes Dear' & the 'I'm not sure Dear' on the phone to his wife, Bob knelt down beside his step-daughter whom was dressed in her mothers black stockings, lacy suspender belt, frilly long leather skirt and OTK black leather chunky heeled boots. Couple with this, she had her mothers black leather gloves on and was rubbing her pussy with them, whilst having one of her mothers butt plugs in he bottom.

He reached down to his trousers and unzipped his flies. Pulling his cock out, Lily reached up with her pussy juice covered fingers and wrapped them around his cock. She slowly wanked him back and forth as he spoke on the phone.

'Well, are you sure dear?' Bob asked.

'Yes, I think so. Sandra is here now too, and quite frankly its all too much. Mum is getting on fine, the home help call in every couple of hours too.' Jane said.

'Ok, as long as you are sure.' Bob said.

'Yes I'm sure. I'll probably be home just after tea time.' She said.

'Ok, that's fine. I'll save you something to eat.' He answered.

'Thanks honey. Oh, and by the way... I'll need to get some things out of my system tomorrow night. It will be good to be back home with you.' She said.

'Oh yes? Making the rules up now are you?' Bob mocked.

'Oh no Sir! We both know you're in charge Sir!' Jane answered teasingly.

'That's better my little slut.' He replied laughing.

'Oh I have missed you Sir.' She said.

'Not to worry, you'll be home tomorrow. And we can have a play. You never know, I might even have a surprise for you...' he said, looking at Lily who was still slowly wanking him back and forth as he spoke on the phone.

'Do you want another word for Lily before you go?' he asked.

'Yes ok then, quickly.' Jane replied.

'Hi Mum.' Lily said.

'Hello honey. Looks like I'll be back tomorrow evening. Are you going out or will you be there?' Jane asked.

Before Lily could answer, Bob reached over to her with his own hand and gently took a grip on the butt plug. Seeing this caused Lily to freeze.

'Lily? Are you there?' Jane asked.

'Err, yess. I'm here mum. Sssorry.' She said, her breath quickening as she felt the but plug rotating inside her bottom.

'I said will you be there?' Jane asked again.

'Hmmm, yes I should be here. I'm not 100% sure yet.' She answered, struggling with all her might not to howl and scream at the ecstasy she felt grinding along her arse hole.

'Oh, ok. Well I'll see you soon then honey.' Jane said.

'Ok mum. Take care.' Lily answered quickly before passing the phone back to Bob. She cast him a devious smile as he continued to rotate the plug, seeing the pleasure and anxiety on his daughters face.

'Hello Dear. So we'll see you tomorrow?' he asked.

'Yes Sir. Love you.' Jane answered.

'Love you too. Safe journey.' Bob said.

'Thank you. I'll text you. Bye.' Jane said.

'Bye Dear.' Bob said, and hung up.

He stood up and towered over Lily who was staring up at him with big wanting eyes.

'Please Daddy. Please give it to me, I need you.' She begged, feeling the effects of the plug – stirring up emotions and feelings inside her. Demanding that she go all out to fulfil her bodies orders.

'Stand up. Follow me.' He said.

He walked out of the room and up the stairs. She followed quickly, arriving in his bedroom right behind him.

'Remove your skirt, t-shirt and boots.' He hissed.

'Yes daddy.' She replied and started to undress. Inside she was disappointed as she wanted to keep her mothers boots on. They made her feel sexy. While she was pulling the last boot off, she noticed her step-father remove something from the closet.

Completing her task, she stood only wearing her stockings, suspender belt & gloves awaiting his next orders.

'Put these on' he growled, handing her another pair of boots.

'Yes daddy!' she answered excitedly as she took hold of the boots. 

She hadn't seen this pair before. They wear thigh high leather with a six inch heel and a very pointy toe. 

As she pushed one foot in, it snugly fell into place locking in around her ankle. She reached down to pull on the zipper, and as she pulled it up her leg became encased in the softest, but tightest leather. Repeating the process with the other boot, she now stood tall – ever so tall, in her mothers boots.

Bob stood and admired. He then walked over and stood behind her. Suddenly she felt something being fitted over her head. Realising it was her mothers hood, she breathed deeply as she felt the leather aroma fill her nostrils. Bob pulled the strings so that the leather hood tightly shaped to her head and tied them off.

He then added a body harness, which had long leather straps pulled tight around her body. Adding to this, he fixed a long black plume to the top of her hood in the style of a pony tail.

He took a hold of her leash and led her to stand in front of the floor length mirror in the room.

Gazing at herself Lily couldn't believe how incredibly sexy she looked and felt. Glancing down at the boots, she felt her pussy pang a twitch as she saw the light reflecting off of the slight creases and wrinkles in the leather. Her heels accentuated her legs, making her bottom stick out even more. Her suspender straps were taught, causing her stockings to loop up in arches around her thighs adding to the affect.

Stood right beside her, Bob also admired the look. He turned her to face him and smiled at her.

'How do you feel?' he asked.

'Wonderful Daddy. Just wonderful.' She replied, not able to take her eyes off of the mirror and her body.

'And so you should. You have the makings of a perfect slave.' He said.

'Yess Daddy. I want to be your slave.' She hissed a reply back so softly, it slithered off her tongue.

'And what would you like daddy to do now slave?' he asked.

'Please daddy. Anything you want to. Use me. Fulfil me. Fuck me and own me.' She answered, still admiring herself. 

'Anything I want to eh slave? Get on the bed, Now!' he barked.

Lily almost threw herself on the bed. As she turned to lay on her back, she watched as her step-father slowly stripped.

'Tell me what you want my little baby girl.' He barked.

'I want you to fuck me daddy. I want you to fuck your little girl and punish her like the naughty little girl that she is.' Lily cried back in desperation.

'And why should I give you what YOU want?' he snarled.

'Because I'll be good for you daddy. I promise. I'll do whatever you want. You own me now. I am your naughty little girl to use how you see fit. This is our secret daddy. I'm your dirty little secret girl. Please daddy. Make me a real woman. Use me.' She begged.

He walked to the side of the bed and grabbed her leash. Yanking it to the side, he pulled her towards him.

'Suck.' He barked at her.

Instantly she bent down to take hold of his now throbbing cock with her mothers leather gloves. The recess in the leather hood around her lips was just wide enough for her to open her mouth fully and take him in. Deeply she pulled him into her, while he wrapped her leash around his hand and pulled her tight.

'That's it my naughty little girl. Show daddy what you have learnt.' He moaned.

'Yesssss Hmphhh Hmphhh Daddd Hmppppp dddyyyy...' she garbled in between taking him deep down her throat.

He placed his hands either side of her hood, letting the soft cool leather slide between his fingers. Taking a stronger grip, he now pulled and pushed her head towards him forcing his cock down her throat making her gag.

'That's it girl. Suck your daddy.' He snarled.

Her pace intensified as she found herself getting more and more turned on at the abuse being said to her. Deep inside her, she could feel it welling up. She wanted to please him so much, so that he would allow her the pleasure.

As he felt himself reaching the point where he might cum, Bob snapped her leash back and rolled her onto all fours. Reaching out, he took a grip of the butt plug and slowly rotated it in her arsehole.

'Ohhhh Daddy.....' she cried.

'Does my baby girl like that? Does my baby girl want daddy to stop?' he mocked.

'Nooooo daddy, please. Please don't stop. Please. Your naughty little girl deserves this punishment. Use me daddy. Please, use me.' She whimpered.

He pulled himself up onto the bed and spun her around again so that she was lying on her back. She glanced up at him and he could see her eyes growing bigger and bigger.

'Are you ready baby girl. You want daddy to fuck his naughty little leather girl?' he said grinning.

'Yessss daddy. Take me. I'm yours and only yours. Your little leather booted girl.' She answered.

Before she had even finished he slid his cock into her. 'Shit she was tight' he thought as he felt his cock penetrate her, sliding tightly against the walls of her pussy. It almost gripping him like a vacuum.

'Oh daddy... Yesssss.... Daddy.....' she cried out in pain as the sensations gripped her, ripping through her entire sense of feeling.

As Bob entered her deeper, he felt her pussy walls instinctively clamp around his throbbing cock, yanking him into her like a key fitting a perfect lock. Their bodies now connected in unison, the emotions & sensations now coupling them as one. 

He thrust towards her making her scream a cry of ecstasy, his cock impaling her deeper. Slowly, he withdrew his cock allowing her to relax slightly before forcing it home again.

'Oh fuckkkkkkk daddy, yesssssss, yessssssss, fuckkkkk me daddyyyyyy' she screamed as she felt surge after surge ripping through her.

'There my little leather girl' he cried, again slowly withdrawing before pumping her again. 'Does my baby girl like daddy's cock?' he hissed.

'Yessss daddy........ I do.......... I do daddy.' She answered between her panting, sharp, breaths.

'Turn over girl.' He ordered.

Instantly she flipped onto all fours, her head burying themselves amongst the pillows. He climbed up behind her and without warning grabbed one of her arse cheeks – squeezing it between his hand.

He positioned himself at her pussy entrance & slowly impaled her again. As he started to pump her, she cried out in unison with his thrusts. Gripping her arse cheeks, spreading them wide to allow for maximum penetration. He could see her fingers scrunching into the duvet, trying to grip on, scrambling for some sort of leverage against him.




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He withdrew his cock and lingered the head across her pussy lips, gently rubbing it up and down across her clit.

'Has my baby girl had enough? Does she want daddy to stop?' he teased.

'No, please, daddy, please, I need more. I want more.' She cried.

'I think you have had enough for your first time my little leather girl.' He whispered.

'NO! Daddy no! Please! Please daddy, I'll do anything. Anything you want me to, just please fuck me. Use me like your little leather girl. Use me daddy, please!' she begged, realising that at this moment in time she wanted nothing more than to feel that cock ripping through her body.

'Anything? You'll do anything for your daddy?' he teased.

'Yes daddy, anything. Anything for my daddy. You own me now, you control me now. Dress me up, play with me, use me for anything you want just please daddy, fuck your little girl.' She cried.

Grinning, and without warning, he thrust his cock into her again. Taking a hold of her leash, yanking her head back he grabbed the back of her collar and held her tightly. One hand spanked her bare arse while he fucked her. 

'Is this what you want you dirty little girl? Is this what you like? To be used, to be daddy's little fuck toy?' he snarled as he pounded her.

'Yes daddy. Yes, fuck me. I'm a dirty little girl and need to be punished. Fuck your booted girl daddy.' She cried, her hand reaching back as she tried to rub her leather gloved hands across him.

As he continued to slam into her, gripping her tightly, he moved one hand onto the plug and started to tug on it. Slowly at first, slowly to make her arse hole throb and intensify throughout her making her scream.

'Oh daddy, I think I'm going to cum. Daddy. Please, please make your dirty little girl cum.' She yelped as her body shot waves of electrifying sensations through her.

With that, Bob yanked out the plug and quickly thrust his cock into her arse.

He felt it clamp down on him, drawing him in. Grabbing hold of her cheeks, he pulled her onto him and back off. Instantly, her body swung forwards and backwards going the motion of his thrusts.

'Oh yesssssssssssss, daddyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, daddyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.....' she screamed as her orgasm took a hold of her.

'Yessssssssssssss. Yesssssssssssss. Yessssssssssssssss.........'

Her orgasm shook throughout her body, making her slump forwards onto the bed face down. Her limbs were shaking and he could see that she was almost unconscious through the drain it had taken on her. She was grinning an automatic smile as the reality of what just happened came back.

'Th, th, thank you daddyyyyyy.' She attempted to say. 'Thank you....'

Smiling down on her, he looked at her gaping arsehole. No longer virginal, he was proud that he was the one to have given her that orgasm. He moved himself to lay beside her, manoeuvring her so that her body slumped around him. 

She placed a gloved hand on his chest and draped a booted leg over him. As he lay with her, his hand automatically moved to reach for her boot. He traced his fingers over the soft cool leather that ran the length of her leg.

'You ok baby girl?' he asked.

'Yes daddy. I am now!' she said, snuggling into him.

His arm wrapped around her neck and back and he pulled her tightly towards him.

'Daddy?' she said.

'Yes baby?' he replied.

'Can I make you cum? I want to make you cum.' She said softly.

'Of course you can!' he answered, feeling her hand slide down his body and take a hold of his cock.

She felt warm, excited & nervous as she held his cock in one of her mothers gloved hands. She slowly worked him back to life, letting her fingers coolly work their magic on him.

As she did this, she felt his body tense up.

'Is that nice daddy? Is your baby girl doing it right?' she asked, smiling through her leather hood.

'Yes darling, that's it. That's exactly it.' He replied.

'I want to be a good girl for my daddy. I want to make him happy by dressing up in mummy's sexy leather underwear & boots.' She whispered as she continued to work him.

'You're doing it well baby, so well.' He gasped, feeling her speed intensify.

'Am I better than mummy? Does daddy prefer his little girl?' she asked, genuinely turned on at the thought.

'Oh baby, you certainly have talent.' He answered, making her beam and wrap her booted leg around him tighter.

'Daddy, your naughty little girl wants to make you cum all over mummy's boots. Mummy doesn't deserve all her boots, I deserve them daddy. I need to make to cum daddy to prove my loyalty to you. Please daddy, let me make you cum over mummy's boots.' She begged, while pulling her leg up towards his balls.

He felt the leather of her boot rubbing against his balls as she worked his cock. The coolness almost shocked him as he felt it twitch and slide against him.

'Please daddy, cum all over mummy's boots' she cried as her hand now sandwiched his cock between her leather glove and her leather thigh boot. 'Please daddy, let your little girl make you cum.'

He felt his balls surging and his cock throbbing. He knew it was coming.

'Make daddy cum baby. Show me. Do it to me.' He cried.

'Oh yes daddy.' She screamed, allowing her gloved hand to grip him even tighter. Aiming his cock towards her boot she worked him. After a few second she felt it pulsate and hot sticky white threads shot up the length of her boot.

'Oh baby.' He cried. 'That's it'

Yelping with excitement, she continued to work him, rubbing the head of his cock against the leather so that his cum sprayed and spread all over it.

She looked at him and smiled.

'Did I do good for my daddy?' she asked.

'Oh yes baby. You did good.' He answered.



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As Lily reached out to accept her mother's boots, her eyes grew wider & wider as the touch, smell and feel of the leather in her hands swept over her. She didn't rush to put them on, more savoured the moment. Her fingers delicately felt the cool soft shaft of the boot as she traced the outline to the heel. Her eyes glazed over as the touch swept through her making her tingle.

Shifting onto her bottom, she gently bent her knee and extended her foot - pushing her toes into the dark cavity of the boot. As her toes glided into position, she felt the leather wrap itself coolly around her foot. She slowly pressed with her ankle, and the rest of her foot popped into place. As she continued to softly manipulate the leather between her fingers, she pulled up on the boot as it moulded itself to her ankle & shin, rising up towards her knee.

Her fingers softly smoothed out any wrinkles or creases and she reached towards the zipper. Tugging with her fingers, she looked directly up into Bob's eyes as she pulled the zipper taught up to her knee.

As the zipper closed and the leather encased her leg, she couldn't help her eyes from rolling. She felt a pang of tingling shooting through her body like an electric surge.

She swiftly moved onto the other boot and repeated the process. Again, taking her time to savour every moment.

Finally encased in her mothers knee high stiletto boots, she stood up. As the 4 inches made her stand proud, she felt her calf muscles adjusting to the height. The accentuation gave her a more demeaning posture, forcing her to compensate her hips and back. 

'How do they feel Lily?' Bob asked his step-daughter, smiling as he watched her.

'Fantastic Daddy. The way they cling to my legs, wrap themselves around my feet, they make me stand tall and feel amazing.' She replied, deliriously admiring the glistening leather now adorning her feet and legs.

'Parade for me.' Bob demanded.

'Yes Sir.' Lily answered, and began to take slow sauntering steps across the room. 

As she walked, she instinctively felt her hips sway. Her whole body now swayed in the rhythm of her slow strides. Feeling her heels pointing down into the carpet as her body weight shifted, she couldn't help but feel incredibly sexy.

As Lily reached the far side of the room, she spun on her heels and returned to where her step-father was standing.

He was still admiring the way his wife's boots looked on this sexy little 18 year old. He noticed that her nipples were rock hard, pointing upwards at straining point. Her breasts shimmered ever so slightly with every step, and she swayed her hips in unison with her stride.

He also inhaled the strong aroma of flowing pussy juices. 

As she reached her step-father, Lily instinctively returned to her knees in front of him.

'How does that feel now Lily?' he asked.

'Amazing Sir. I never knew quite how much it would affect me.' She answered, her eyes shining with excitement.

Bob reached down and put his finger under her chin, lifting her face eye and looking directly into her dark, smoky, sexy eyes.

'So you see now, the appreciation of things we care for and look after.' He said.

'Yes Sir.' She agreed excitedly.

'That's good. We will carry on the lessons but first, I am hungry.' He continued.

'Yes Sir. Me too Sir.' She agreed.

'Good. It's a bit late to cook now. Why don't I nip out and get us a Chinese take away. Now, find yourself something suitable to wear. And if you promise to be a good girl, I will let you keep your mothers boots on.' He said.

'Oh thank you daddy!' Lilly exclaimed, genuinely excited at the prospect of keeping these sexy boots wrapped securely around her feet.

About half an hour later, Bob returned with the food. He dished it up and called Lily as he made himself comfortable. Sat on the sofa in the living room with a beer, he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Lily glided into the room wearing a little denim skirt that barely covered her thighs and a tiny crop t-shirt that barely covered her breasts, and of course her mothers boots. 

She walked over to the sofa and knelt in front of him.

'Is this suitable Daddy?' she asked him.

Bob looked down at her and smiled.

'Probably not if your mother was here with us, no!' he said, laughing. 'Come here' he finished, beckoning her to join him on the sofa.

'Eat your dinner, there's a good girl.' He said to her.

As they sat and ate, Bob noticed Lily shifting her legs. She couldn't help but keep glancing down admiring the way her mothers boots looked wrapped around her own legs. He had to admit to himself that she did wear them well. 

After tea, they both washed and dried the dishes. As they stood in the kitchen, both step-father and daughter worked together to get everything cleaned up. Afterwards, Bob extended his hand out towards Lilly and pulled her close to him.

'You have done very well today Lily. It is so much better & nicer when you co-operate & do as you are told.' He said.

'Yes Sir. And thank you Daddy for helping me today. I don't know what I would have done without you.' She replied as she wrapped her arms around him, cuddling him tightly.

As they embraced, he felt her trace her hands up his back and her fingers teased his neck. He shivered as her nails softly scraped across his neck and onto the back of his ears.

'Do you remember that box in your mothers wardrobe?' he whispered.

'Yes Sir?' Lily answered, inquisitively.

'Would you like to see what is inside it?' he asked.

'Oh yes please Sir!' she said excitedly.

'Ok, but only because you have been so good today. Remember, these privileges can just as easily be taken away and replaced with punishment!' he stated, 'And also, you must remember that this is between us. No-one else is to know, especially your mother. Do you understand?' 

'Yes sir, I understand, Thank you sir.' She replied, hugging him tightly.

He took one of her hands in his and guided her to the stairs. Leading her up to his bedroom, he directed her to the closet where the box still sat outside, and suggestively pushed her down to her knees.

'Are you sure you want to explore the box with me Lily?' he asked her, already knowing that her curiosity along with her new found obsession with her mothers wardrobe guaranteed her answer.

'Oh yes please Daddy. Please, more than anything.' She answered quickly.

'Then strip off your clothes' he demanded.

'Daddy, can I please keep mummy's boots on though?' she asked.

'You may, for now.' He answered, smiling.

Lily quickly pulled her top off to reveal her breasts. Already her nipples were erect and standing proud. Next she shimmied her skirt down past her ankles and pulling it off. Bob admired the fact that she neither wore a bra or panties when he had told her to get dressed earlier.

Returning to her knees beside the box, the now naked Lily awaited with excitement.

Bob stood up and walked around her a few times. He looked down to see that beads of sweat were forming on her forehead and she was shifting uncomfortably / nervously.

As he produced a key out of his pocket, he bend down next to her and placed it in the lock. Before turning the key, he looked directly at Lily.

'Remind me, how much do you want this?' he asked.

'Oh please daddy, please...' she wailed.

'Give me a kiss and I might allow you.' He teased, bending down to his knees beside her and the box.

'Yes Daddy!' she exclaimed.

Leaning forward, she reached her lips out to him and locked them onto him. He felt her soft tongue penetrate his mouth and swirling around in unison, she had him. Her hands reached out around his neck, holding him next to her, while his hand instinctively reached up and grabbed a handful of hair. Holding her tightly, not allowing her any leeway to escape, their passion started to fill the air. His other hand reached down and stroked her boot from her ankle to her knee, instantly making her shudder with excitement.

He sensed that the touch of the boots electrified her. He did it again, this time streaking back and forth and felt her body shift in excitement.

Not wanting to give her too much, too soon, he broke the embrace off and smiled down at her. He could see and feel that her body was on heat.

As he turned the key, the lock clicked open & Lily squealed with excitement as her eyes grew bigger and bigger.

Bob removed the now unlocked lid of the box and stood it against the wall. He stood upright and towered over his step-daughter who was now peering directly down at the box. Inside she could see that there was a purple silk cloth covering items which filled the box to the brim. As she started to lean towards the box, the waft of crisp leather filled her nostrils making her shiver in anticipation.

'Now Lily, I must ask you again. You're sure about this? Once we start, once this begins, things can never be the same again.' He asked her.

'Yyyyesssss Sir. I am sure.' She replied, still excited and still smelling that strange aroma that made her whole body buzz throughout.

'Good. Now, let us start. Come kneel beside the bed and I will show you what we have.' He ordered.

Lily shuffled on her knees until she was next to the bed. She arched around to watch Bob lift the box and carry it to the bed, which he placed it on the bed near her and then sat beside it.

As he removed the silk covering, her eyes grew wider and wider as she peered over the top of the box. Very slowly, as if to draw out the intrigue & excitement Bob started to remove items and place them on the bed in front of her.

First out came an assortment of leather, pvc & rubber underwear. There were various corsets, basque's, bra's & suspender belt's all in either red or black. Next out came various pack's of stockings and tights, again in a multitude of varieties ranging from silk lace topped to seamed fishnet. 

Lily's eyes were like a kid in a sweet shop. She couldn't believe her conservative mother would think of any of these items, let alone wear them. She felt her bottom lip quivering as she gingerly glanced a look up at her step father, who himself was staring at his booted, naked teenager knelt before him.

'So what do you think?' Bob asked his slightly blushing step-daughter.

'Err, I really don't know what to say Sir.' She replied.

'Ha-ha, I thought as much. It's not often you are speechless!' he joked.

'No sir, I suppose not Sir. Is this all mummy's?' she asked.

'Of course. We have built up quite a collection over the years. Your mother loves dressing up for me, as well as for herself.' He replied.

She looked excited, but at the same time lost for words. Almost like a child with five new toys and wondering which one to rip open first.

'Lily remove your mothers boots please.' He told her.

As she sat there on the bedroom floor, she slowly started to remove the boots. Firstly unzipping the left one and softly running her fingers over the leather, she eased it from around her foot. Next she did the same with the other one. 

'Bring the boot up to your face and inhale. Tell me how that smells.' He said to her.

A little confused by his sentence, she slowly lifted the boot up towards her face. The pungent leather smell crept up her nostrils and almost knocked her senses when it reached impact. 

'Hmmmmmm' was all she could reply as she inhaled.

'Not the open foot. Put your nose where your foot goes and take a deep intake of breath.' He said.

'HHHHHHHHMMMMMMMM' she whimpered as the smell continued to knock her senses out.

'Do you like that honey?' he asked her, smiling.

'Yes Daddy! I like that a lot!' she replied, with the sound almost muffled as her face was still buried inside her mothers boot.

'It's the chemical reaction of sweat & leather. Your mother is exactly the same & it has the same affect on her too.' He explained, grinning.

He looked down upon her as she switched to the other boot, lapping up the aroma like a kitten lapping up it's first ever bowl of milk.

As the senses kicked back in, she sat and looked up at her step-father - she too was grinning from ear to ear.

'Now, would you like to try any of this on?' he asked.

'Oh can I Daddy? Are you sure? Can I?' she answered immediately, excitedly.

'I think so. As you've been so good today.' He said. 'What would you like to try?' he asked.

'Oh I don't know, there is so much to choose from! What does mummy like?' she replied.

Bob picked up a leather basque with suspenders attached. Small link chains hung around the cups alongside a neat row of studs that crisscrossed underneath and down the front.

'Here, this is one of her favourites. And you'll need these too.' He said as he handed her the basque and a pair of black lace topped seamed stockings.

As she reached out to grab them, she leant in and gave her step-father a kiss on the cheek.

'Thank you daddy.' She said.

He watched her as she fumbled with the basque. Not knowing if she had ever worn anything like this before, he was intrigued to see how she would learn. As she eventually pulled it around the straighten herself up, she smoothed out the creases - sensitively caressing the leather that now encased her stomach and hips and ensuring that her breasts comfortably nestled in the half cups that prominently displayed her nipples through the hanging chains.

Next she sat on the edge of the bed and rolled up a stocking, pointing her toe into the opening. As she rolled it up her leg, taking extra care to ensure her seams were straight, he could see the sheer delight and excitement on her face as she became more and more aroused. She repeated the process with the second stocking and then stood to clip on the suspender straps. Again, ensuring that everything was straight, she stood tall and proud.

'How do I look daddy?' she asked, smiling.

'Beautiful!' Bob said 'But there is something missing. Come and kneel.' He continued, beckoning her back to her knees beside him.

'Now, what do you think could be missing from your outfit Lilly?' he asked suggestively.

'I'm not sure daddy. How about some of mummy's sexy leather boots to match this basque?' she answered.

'I think you are right. Would you like to pick yourself some?' he said, grinning.

'Oh yes daddy. Thank you!' she replied excitedly, and with that shuffled on her knees across to where her mothers boots laid neatly in a row.

She picked up a pair of OTK black leather boots that had a zip running all that way from the back of the knee to the ankle. The heels on them were a chunky square with a three inch block heel. Suggestively raising them to her face, she inhaled deeply before excitedly unzipping one. Sliding her foot into the boot, she let out a tiny gasp as her foot easily slid into place. She then pulled slowly on the zipper, up towards her knee - encasing her leg in supple black leather. As the zipper reached the top, she delicately ran her fingers up and down removing the tiniest creases and wrinkles.

Repeating the process with the other boot, Bob just sat there admiring the way she had been 'turned'. He was very pleased with his progress so far.

Once she had finished, she stood and paraded herself for her admiring step-father. Returning to her knees beside the bed, she looked up at him with adoring eyes.

'How do they feel?' he asked.

'Wonderful daddy. So wonderful.' She answered.

'I think you are beginning to appreciate how good things can be for you when you behave yourself, don't you agree?' he said.

'Oh yes daddy. I do. I promise, from now on I'll be your good little girl if you treat me like this.' She beamed.

'That's good. And I will. As long as you remember...' he said.

After admiring her new look for a minute or two, allowing her to absorb the sensations that were now taking over her body, Bob stood up and leant over the box. He lifted out the remaining clothing items and neatly placed them on the bed.

'There is another box in here my dear. This contains off of your mothers special 'toys'. Would you like to see?' he asked.

'Oh yes please Sir!' Lilly answered.

'I do think these will really compliment your outfit.' He said while teasing her, his hand running over the top of the case.

'Oh I hope so Sir. If I am a good girl will you allow me to try these as well?' she asked.

'We'll have to see how you behave now won't we' he replied.

'Yes Daddy. I'll be good for you. I promise.' She stated quickly.

'You promise?' he asked. 'Remember, you must submit to whatever I say!'

'I will daddy. I will do anything you tell me to do.' She replied.

'That's a good girl...' he said to her, smiling down at her anxious, excited face.

Bob lifted the smaller case out of the main box and placed it on the bed right before Lily's eyes. As he undid the tiny padlocks and flicked the two switches, her heart jumped as she saw the lid flip open. Bob smiled and very slowly started to produce her mothers 'toys'.

As each item was placed neatly on the bed in a little row, Lilly resisted the temptation to reach out and start picking things up. She saw a wide array of leather & metal items - some of which had buckles, buttons and one even had a large red ball attached to some leather straps and buckles. One item in particular caught Lily's eye as she glanced in amazement at the wide array of items was a hood. A big black leather hood, with two tiny holes where she assumed the nose went, two more holes for the eyes and a zipper for the mouth. She considered reaching out and examining the item more closely, but felt herself trembling at the prospect.

The next item's she caught sight of made her tummy pang immediately. A neat row of rubber & glass cone shaped objects were placed on the bed. As she stared at them, strange thoughts started rushing through her head - trying to imagine what they were for.

Bob noticed her mysterious expression and picked up one of the smaller instruments.

'Do you know what this is?' he asked.

Almost looking ashamedly down at the floor, she answered him. 'No daddy.'

'Well, I can show you later if you would like? Your mother likes these very much. She says they give her immense pleasure...' he said, smiling.

Bob smiled at her, and continued neatly arranging items from the box. He produced a pair of kid leather gloves and presented them to her. As she took them, the instant tingle in her fingers sent electrifying waves shooting through her.

'Would you like to put them on?' he asked.

'Oh yessssss daddy.' She stammered in her response, still in awe at the softness and smoothness of the leather gloves she now held in her hand. 

She put on hand in and slowly worked her fingers into position. As she pulled the body of the glove tightly around her hand, she automatically clenched her fist to ensure tightness. Her other hand pulled the gloves up to her wrist and beyond towards her elbow, taking great care to roll & smooth out any tiny crinkles.

She proceeded to put the other glove on, again repeating the process slowly and softly. Once both were on, she started to touch each hand with the other.

'Such appreciation & attention to detail' Bob thought as he admired her new found love of leather.

Bob reached out and took hold of one of her hands and slowly lifted it to her lips.

'Breath in, slowly and deeply.' He whispered.

As she did, the same sensations as smelling her mothers boots shot through her again. Her nose met the cool soft leather and her lips softly brushed against it allowing the aroma to encapsulate her. She truly was now addicted.

Bob stood up and watched as Lilly knelt transfixed, still in a trance like state. He around her & over to the bed and picked up a studded leather collar. He knelt down behind her and slowly reached around, placing the collar around her neck and buckling it up, ensuring that it was securely in place. Then he reached across and picked up a chain leash with a leather holder at one end, and a clasp hook on the other. As he hooked the leash into place, he motioned for her to crawl towards him. 




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He held the lead & walked towards the middle of the room, pulling just tightly enough for her to follow him.

As she knelt on all fours, he stood in front of her looking down at her.

'This is now your new outfit Lilly. You will wear it for me whenever I order it. You will wear your collar and lead as a sign of your submission and you will comply with everything I tell you. Do I make myself clear?' he said to her in a soft, but stern manner.

'Yes daddy. I understand...' she replied, wide eyed and transfixed by her new found emotion and sensations shooting through her body.

'Good girl. Now, I think we have some training to do...' he whispered softly smiling down at her.

Lilly was on all fours in the middle of her mother's and step-fathers bedroom. She was wearing one of her mothers outfits - not for the first time, but this time it was different.

Standing over her was her step-father. The man who had been a father to her for the last 12 years. The man who was always giving her a hard time about the state of her room, her unwillingness to help out around the house and the way she acted & spoke to her mother. He made her feel like rebelling. Or at least he used to...

She caught a glimpse of herself in one of her mothers floor to ceiling mirrors. Her leather basque with the chains hanging down, taught & clipped on to her seamed stockings which ran endlessly down to her legs which were wrapped in a pair of tight OTK black leather chunky heeled boots. As she looked to where her hands rested on the floor, she could smell the aroma emanating from the long, soft, black leather gloves which delicately wrapped themselves around each of her fingers, her hands and ultimately up her wrist towards her elbows. She felt the heavy dangling of her lead and looked at the thick leather collar that sat buckled around her neck.

She caught her reflection in the mirror and smiled a wicked smile to herself. She looked good & by fuck she was turned on...

Bob Hedges stood tall above the figure on all fours at his feet. He looked down upon her, smiling as wicked thoughts rushed through his mind. Dressed up in one of his wife's favourite outfits was his 18 year old step-daughter. The girl he had treated like his own flesh and blood, the girl he would give the world to had she only treated both him & her mother with a little bit of respect, the girl he was now going to show the error of her ways.

He strolled over to the bed and picked up a black riding crop. Returning to his new pet, obviously walking the long way around her so she caught sight of his weapon of choice, he stood facing her backside. Extending his arm out, he slowly ran the tip down her back towards the rounded exposed cheeks of her bottom causing her to jump slightly. Resting the tip on her bottom, he allowed her to wiggle as the nervous sensations caused her to tremble beneath him.

He held this position, long enough for her to feel comfortable before expertly sliding the tip down across her arse hole and onto her quivering pussy. 

She shimmered as the tip brushed against her, feeling the wave of excitement and anticipation building within her. She almost wanted to push back on it to speed the process up.

He held this position again, longer this time, sensing her excitement. Ever so slowly, did he manoeuvre the tip across her pussy - back and forth, up and down in a circular motion meaning the slightest movement caused her sensations to build further. 

Instantly, he spun his position expertly around so that the body of the crop was now between her legs slowly rubbing her lips up and down. He watched as she eagerly let out a deep sigh and attempted to gyrate herself back onto the crop. Each time she shimmied back, the further away he moved the crop.

'Hold your position little girl.' He whispered.

'Yesssss Sirrrrr...' She hissed back, the pressure now building inside her as the anticipation reached bursting point. 

He reached forward and picked up her leash, motioning her to rise up and rest on her knees. As she did, he bent his legs so that he was beside her and able to look into her eyes.

'Hands on your head little girl.' He whispered, softly smiling that coy smile as he felt her dark eyes pierce into him.

Instantly she locked her leather covered fingers together and rested them on top of her head. This position made her back arch, and her leather encased body taught, pushing her breasts further out of their cups - nipples standing on full attention through the dangling chains.

With his free hand, he reached down and swiftly ran his fingers across her pussy. Dripping wet with excitement, he could feel her juices moisten his hand. Ever so slowly, he rubbed back and forth, watching for that moment when the sensations shot up her body and registered impact on her brain.

The connection didn't take long and almost instantly she was cooing, sighing & panting.

'Oh daddy...' She moaned.

'You like that little girl?' he asked.

'Oh yes daddy.' She murmured in an attempt at a focused response.

'Have you even been this excited?' he asked, smiling into her eyes.

'No daddy. Never. Please daddy, it's so good.' She panted at him.

'Never? You've never done this to yourself? Or had anyone do this to you?' he continued.

'No Daddyyyyyyy, Noooooooo' she responded. Her knees were starting to give and he sensed her orgasm building.

'Would you like daddy to give you an orgasm my little pet?' he asked.

'Please daddy. Please. Please don't stop. Daddy. Please...' she panted.

As he continued to rub, he reached up and took hold of one of her hands and brought it down to her face. Taking hold of one of her gloved fingers, he placed it on her lip.

'Breath. Lick. Smell. Kiss.' He whispered, whilst rubbing her pussy. As he rubbed, every now and again he let his fingers slide onto her clitoris - causing her to howl and pant even more.

'Kiss...' he whispered, as she sniffed her leather fingers. 

Inhaling that musty leather, feeling her pussy explode beneath her, she worked her own fingers with her tongue. Her lips. Her nose inhaled. Her inhalations shot to her brain like an aphrodisiac, instantly doubling the pleasure and sensations she was now feeling.

'Oh daddyyyyyyyyy...' She wailed as she reached the brink.

'Daddyyyyyyy, daddyyyyyyyyyyy, dadddyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy' she screamed as her orgasm exploded inside her.

He felt her pussy release and worked his fingers even harder as she rode him. She reached out and grabbed hold of him to stop herself from falling over. Her whole body was now shaking violently and tears streamed down her face in euphoric joy.

After what seemed like an eternity, she gazed up to see her step-father smiling down at her. 

'Are you ok?' he asked.

A huge smile breaking on her lips and face, she smiled up at him - now seeing him in an entirely different light. She was still high on her first orgasm, and her step-father had given it to her.

'Yes Daddy, thank you Sir.' She replied, still catching her breath.

'Was that your first?' he asked.

'Yes Daddy!' she exclaimed.

'Well, that one was a freebie. You are going to have to work for the rest. And work bloody hard.' He said.

'Yes Daddy. I'll do anything. Thank you daddy...' she replied, now resolute that she wanted more & would do anything to get them.

As the affects of her first ever orgasm wore off, she slowly regained the feeling in her legs. She wearily looked up at her step-father who by now was kneeling at her head smiling down upon her.

'You truly are beautiful when you are coming.' He whispered softly and streaked his fingers across her face.

Feeling her cheeks blush a deep shade of red, she felt warm inside. This strong man had given her the most intense feelings she had ever felt. She wanted more. She needed more.

'Thank you daddy.' She said, smiling back at him.

He stood up and walked back over to the bed. Reaching out, he picked up a set of leather buckled wrist cuffs. He walked back over to Lily and bent down towards her.

'Let me make you more comfortable.' He said, and started attaching them around her gloves and onto her wrist. He then linked the cuffs together with a clasp so that she could not stretch them apart more than 1ft.

Taking hold of her leash, he gently tugged at it to lead her around the room. It took some getting used to, but she eventually learnt to adapt her hand movements on all fours to compensate for the lack of manoeuvrability.

'That was good Lily. You learn quickly.' He said.

'Thank you daddy.' She replied, feeling a sense of achievement in his praise.

'Next we are going to learn about touch and feel.' He said. He reached onto the bed and picked up some clamps. Attaching one of the clamps to her left nipple, she squirmed at their tightness. 

'Ooh Sir. That hurts.' She whimpered.

'It will, but only for a short while. Your nipples need to learn to adjust to the sudden loss of circulation.' He answered, whilst attaching the second clamp to her right nipple. Finally, he linked the two with a small chain.

'There. Now stand tall and proud for me.' He ordered.

'Yes Daddy.' She answered obeying. 

Bob produced a 'spur' of sorts, on a handle. A wheel with small spikes on the end that could be rolled across a surface. He held the item up to her face so that she could see it. Her eyes grew wide at the sight of the tool.

'Do you know what this is?' he asked.

'No Daddy.' She answered, worryingly.

'It is a roller spur. It is designed to send tingles and shivers across your skin. Here, let me show you.' He explained, as he slowly rolled the device across her tummy.

Instantly her knees buckled as she felt the electrifying pulses shooting through her body. Each roll of the spikes dimpled on her flesh, not strong enough to pierce, but strong enough to cause a goose bump sensation throughout her body.

'See?' he said.

'Yyyesss Daddyyyy.' She whimpered in response.

Again, he rolled the device across her tummy. Moving it slowly up her chest until the spikes rolled around her breast. She felt her knees buckle and tremble again as she fought the desire to fall over. He continued rolling, this time to her nipple which was tightly clamped. As the spike touched her nipple, she howled in excitement. Beside herself with instant delirium as the spikes sent wave after wave of electricity though her, she felt her body sway back towards the bed, stumbling on her heels.

'It looks like we may have to restrain you some more. If you want me to continue that is?' he asked.

'Oh yes daddy. Please daddy. Please...' she begged.

'And what would you do for me then my little slave girl. How would you convince me that you deserved more?' he whispered, allowing the roller to slowly streak across her breast again.

'Oh anything daddyyyyyy, anything... Please...' She begged, now anxious for more.

'On your knees. You show me how much you want this and I promise you, within the hour you will experience another orgasm five times more powerful than the one you had a moment ago.' He ordered.

'Yes daddy. Thank you daddy.' She replied, instantly dropping to her knees before him.

'Have you ever sucked a man's cock before little girl?' he asked.

'No daddy. I've only ever seen it on a video at Katy's house.' She answered.

'Well, I believe we have reached another training moment then haven't we.' He said, as he started removing his clothes.

Now stood in only his boxer shorts, he looked down upon her. Her face was level with his crotch as she knelt in position.

'Remove my shorts.' He ordered.

'Yes daddy.' She answered, as she slowly tugged each side of his shorts and started to pull them down.

As the shorts started to fall, his cock sprang up at full attention at the sight of his 18 year old step-daughter on her knees before him. He looked down at her leather covered body, her wanting face and eyes, her desire to please him.

She couldn't help but stare in amazement at her step-fathers cock which now stood proud before her. She estimated it must have been at least nine or ten inches long and very thick. She traced her eyeline up towards his chest to his face and looked him deep in the eye.

'Now, show me what you saw in that video.' He ordered.

'Yes daddy.' She replied as she reached out and took hold of his cock in her leather gloved hand.

She reached her head forward and slowly opened her mouth, guiding the tip of the cock in. As her lips engulfed the end, she slowly applied pressure with her mouth and sucked the end.

'use your tongue girl, tease the end with your tounge.' He ordered.

'Yyyssss Dddddyyy.' She tried to reply, in-audibly as her mouth was full of cock.

She worked her tongue around the tip of his cock, still holding the pressure on her lips. Swirling around, she tasted a salty taste engulfing her taste buds. She knew she was doing ok as his hips thrust forward as though he was feeling the affects of her efforts.

He reached down and took her hands, placing one on his cock and started to slowly work it back and forth. She was a quick study, and she carried on her own momentum by slowly wanking him into her mouth.

She glanced her big blue eyes up and directly looked him in the face. Seeing the mixture of pleasure and emotion on his face, she moved her face back and spoke.

'Am I doing it right daddy?' she asked.

'Oh yess little girl. That's good. Work that cock with your leather glove.' He replied.

'Like this daddy?' she asked, applying more pressure to his now straining cock.

'Yes. That's it. That's daddy's little girl.' He moaned.

'I'm your little girl daddy. And you are teaching me. Aren't you daddy.' She announced proudly, amazed at the affect she was now having on him.

'Yes you are. Yes I am. You're my little sexy girl aren't you. Tell me what you are.' He asked.

'Yes daddy, I'm your little leather girl. I'm your little play thing to use and play with whenever you want to. Dress me up in mummy's leather and boots and let me obey you Daddy.' She exclaimed.

He reached out and unclipped the wrist restraints, allowing her to stretch apart her hands.

'Good girl. Touch yourself like I did before, touch your little virgin pussy for daddy while you wank and suck daddy's cock.' He ordered.

'Yes daddy!' she answered and immediately enveloped him into her mouth, while her other hand shot down between her legs and started rubbing her pussy lips.

In unison, she wanked, sucked and pulled him into her. Her tongue was lapping at his bell end while her lips and mouth were sucking for all their worth. Her hand, that beautiful sight of a leather gloved hand, worked his cock back and forth into her. 

Her other hand was now furiously rubbing her pussy. He could see & smell her pussy juices, streaking into her glove making it wet as she worked it.

'Make daddy come. Do it. Do it. Mmm Mmmmm Mmmmmm Yessssssss...' he panted as he felt his own orgasm approaching.

She continued to wank and suck, and the sight of him building up caused her to tremble as her own, second, more powerful orgasm started to build inside her.

She wanked his cock hard as she stared up at his face.

'Oh Daddy, I'm going to come too. Oh daddy. Daddy, can I make you come?' she whimpered.

He looked down and saw her trembling. His orgasm was fast approaching and the sight of her coming too sped things along.

'In your mouth girl. Make me come in your mouth... Hmmm Mmmmm Mmmmm Yessss...' He barked.

She Leant her face towards his cock and opened her mouth ready to take him.

'Yes Daddy. Please. Let me take you in my mouth. Use my mouth for the first time. Please daddy.' She whimpered.

The sight of his step-daughter's mouth ready to take his load which by now was being expertly wanked with his wife's leather glove was too much to take. He grunted, shook, and then furiously shot wads of thick white cream into her waiting mouth, leaking out across her face and onto her chin.

The feeling of this shooting inside her mouth caused her own orgasm to spill over. Her fingers clamped her pussy as it overtook her. Her body shook, trembled and then exploded into a violent, powerful eruption as she felt it pulsate through her.

Hot white come was now filling her mouth, spilling out across her cheek and down her chin. 

They both looked at each other, and she automatically started to lick and suck. Instinctively, she swallowed, and continued to lick and suck. Cleaning his cock, she then licked and sucked her gloves which were not only coated in his thick white come but also her own sweet pussy juices.

He looked down on her, panting, thinking that she could give her mother a run for her money at this rate!

He smiled at her and said 'Part 2 complete. Are you ready to learn part 3?'

Smiling back up at him, her own orgasm now subsided, she excitedly exclaimed 'Yes please daddy!'.

Looking down upon his step daughter, Bob felt a wave of enormous satisfaction. He saw how eager she was to please him & how much she wanted to learn. She had gained a confident fire in her eyes now that she realised her potential in leather, boots and more importantly, the power of servitude. 

'Come Lily. I need a drink' he said, pulling his trousers & shirt back on. 'And you need to clean yourself up!' he continued, laughing.

'Yes daddy.' She replied.

He walked over to his bed and rummaged through the box that laid upon it. The box that contained all of his wife's fetish clothes and toys. Reaching hold of a few objects, he passed them onto his waiting step daughter.

'Here - wear these.' He said handing her a long loose fitting leather skirt that came to just below the knee, and a tight white crop t-shirt that barely covered her developing breasts. 'And you can keep your mothers underwear on along with her boots.' He finished, referring to the black lacy stockings and suspenders she had acquired from her mothers collection.

He reached back into the box and pulled out a small black cone shaped object. Walking back over to her, watching how she was dressing herself and the leather skirt that she wriggled into draped itself around her shapely legs in a frilly fashion.

'Bend over and lift up your skirt.' He said.

'Yes daddy.' She replied, complying instantly. 

Admiring her arse, he squeezed something from a tube across the middle of her cheeks and started to massage it in. Rubbing his finger back and forth slowly, edging closer to her arsehole he heard her groan softly.

'You like that do you?' he asked.

'Yes Daddy.' She replied, wallowing in the sensations emanating from her post orgasm come down.

He worked his finger around the rim of her hole, slowly and gently scooping some of the lube inside her.

As she groaned louder, he took a hold of the black butt plug and slowly worked it around the outside of her hole. Hearing her groans turn into squeals, he felt her shift as she reached out and grabbed a bed post.

'This is only the beginning...' he whispered, causing her to arch her back in anticipation.

'Oh daddy!' she groaned and the black plug was worked into her now pulsating arse hole.

'Oh daddy, yes daddy! Yes!' she cried as he inserted it further, deeper. Twisting the now lubricated rim causing the friction to sensate & pulse throughout her.

He pushed it up to the hilt with a pop and stood back to admire his handy work. As he gazed, he saw the flat end snugly protruding from her now widened bottom.

'Now, you are to keep that in. Let it work on you for a while.' He said, admiring the way her eyes were still rolling from the new found sensations of an anal intrusion.

He passed her a pair of her mothers lacy black panties and told her to put them on. Pulling them up over her boots, they glided up snugly into place covering her pussy and the butt plug. She then readjusted her skirt and stood subserviently. 




The Brat Ch. 03



'Now, you are to keep that in do you understand?' he questioned.

'Yes daddy!' she replied enthusiastically, wriggling every now and again at the slightest cause of movement or friction.

He led her out of the bedroom and downstairs to the kitchen. 

'I think I would like a nice scotch please Lily' he asked.

'Yes daddy.' She said, and walked towards the cupboard where the glasses were. 

As she walked she felt her arse cheeks squeezing the plug in and out, giving herself a fingering motion in the hole. The more she tried to slow it down, the harder her hole naturally clamped against it and aggravated her sensations. 

It was no good, she walked as slow as she could but every little movement - especially as she was wearing her mothers chunky four inch heels which naturally gave her bottom a wiggle on their own.

She reached the cupboard and took out a glass. Walking back over to the unit, she received the same sensations. As she tip toed up to reach the bottle, she felt the plug almost slide out of her, causing her hole to expand. She let out a little shriek, knowing full well that if it fell out she would be punished.

Pouring a reasonable measure into the glass, she handed it to Bob who, knowing exactly what was happening, smiled.

'Everything ok Lily?' he asked mockingly.

'Er, yes Daddy. It's just... Just takes some getting used to.' She answered.

'Yes, it will. But it will be worth it...' he finished. 

Knocking back his drink, he walked out of the kitchen and stood in the doorway to the living room. He turned and beckoned her to come towards him.

She walked to him and he reached out, putting his hands on her shoulders, eased her onto her knees. He took hold of her lead and led her into the living room. 

As she crawled into the centre of the room, Bob quietly & slowly circled her. Watching every little squirm she made. He then sat on the sofa, leant back and crossed his legs. Still watching her every move in case she flinched or grimaced.

Lily watched as his eyes burnt into hers. The sensation to relax the pressure on her arse was now building up intensely. She wanted to expel the plug, and then draw it back in to give herself another shot of pleasure. But she knew, he was watching.

She wanted it. He wanted her to have it, but only on his terms. And she knew it.

'So what are we going to do about this situation? You know your mother is going to telephone tonight to see how things are.' He said.

'Erm, I don't know Daddy.' She answered, suddenly remembering her mother.

Jane was visiting her own sick mother and had no idea what had transpired over the last 24 hours. Lily knew her mother would be ashamed of her behaviour. She wondered if she ever really understood her mother. On the outside, Jane was pretty average. Still attractive for her age and still lean and slim. Clearly, Lily had no idea about her mothers dress sense, toys or 'special' wardrobe. The most outrageous thing she had ever seen her mother wear was to a fancy dress party some years ago, and that was a catwoman outfit with five inch stiletto heeled shoes. Certainly not every day wear.

Or was it?

Looking back on all her thoughts, Lily now added certain things up. She remembered her mother being quite submissive to Bob, or at least that's how it all seemed now. She never argued with him, pretty much always did as she was told and certainly made every effort to please him.

He did have that way about him.

'Here's what I think. We'll see how your mother is tonight when she calls and how long she will be away for before we decide anything. You are bound now, that much is for sure.' He said.

'Yes Daddy. I agree.' She answered.

He motioned for her to join him on the sofa, and cuddling up to him she felt quite content - all the while still feeling the plug shift every now and again in her bottom which turned her on immensely. She reached around, snuggling into her step father, and put her hand up under his t-shirt onto his bare chest.

Knowing that he liked her long painted nails, she delicately scraped, teased and stroked him causing him to sigh a sigh of contentedness.

It was about 9pm when the phone rang. 

'Lily, answer that will you?' Bob said.

'Yes Daddy.' She replied and stood up to walk across the room.

As she stood, the plug shifted again causing her knees to buckle and swoon. Coupled with the heeled boots she was wearing, this almost caused her to lose her balance. Reaching the phone she could see her mothers mobile number on the dial.

'It's mum. Would you like me to answer daddy?' she asked.

'Yes. And remember, be nice!' he ordered.

'Hi mum.' She said.

'Oh hi darling. How are things?' Jane asked.

'fine, just fine. Good actually. How's nana?' she continued.

'She's on the mend. Your aunt is here now too so I'm sure between us everything will be ok.' Jane answered.

'That's good. Do you want to speak to Dad?' Lily asked.

'Sorry? Oh, yes please darling.' Jane answered, startled.

'Ok, I'll pass you over. Love you mum.' Lily said, walking the phone over to Bob - still sat on the sofa smiling at her sexy little wiggle in her tall boots.

As she reached him the centre of the room, he beckoned her down onto her knees before he got up and walked over to her.

Smiling down at her young face, looking deep into her eyes he started the conversation with his wife.

'Hello Dear.' Bob said.

'Hello honey. All sounds good there. What's with the Dad thing?' Jane asked.

'Oh you know. We've had our little chat and laid a few ground rules and sorted some things out. I have to say it's been lovely. The change is amazing.' He answered.

'Wow. That's good to hear. You do have a way with words don't you?' she laughed.

'It's been said before...' he said, laughing back at her. 

He walked over to the coat rack in the corner of the room while still talking away to his wife. As he got to rack, he reached into the coat pockets of his wife's long coat which was hung up and pulled out a pair of her leather gloves. Still chatting away, he walked back over to where Lily was still on her knees tentatively looking up at him. Handing her the gloves, he beckoned her to put them on.

Next he stood her up and removed her panties before sitting her back down, minding that the skirt was lifted up and to the side and that the plug remained tightly rammed into her bottom. He grabbed one of her gloved hands and placed it on her own pussy, inciting her to start playing with herself.

Inbetween the 'Yes Dear' & the 'I'm not sure Dear' on the phone to his wife, Bob knelt down beside his step-daughter whom was dressed in her mothers black stockings, lacy suspender belt, frilly long leather skirt and OTK black leather chunky heeled boots. Couple with this, she had her mothers black leather gloves on and was rubbing her pussy with them, whilst having one of her mothers butt plugs in he bottom.

He reached down to his trousers and unzipped his flies. Pulling his cock out, Lily reached up with her pussy juice covered fingers and wrapped them around his cock. She slowly wanked him back and forth as he spoke on the phone.

'Well, are you sure dear?' Bob asked.

'Yes, I think so. Sandra is here now too, and quite frankly its all too much. Mum is getting on fine, the home help call in every couple of hours too.' Jane said.

'Ok, as long as you are sure.' Bob said.

'Yes I'm sure. I'll probably be home just after tea time.' She said.

'Ok, that's fine. I'll save you something to eat.' He answered.

'Thanks honey. Oh, and by the way... I'll need to get some things out of my system tomorrow night. It will be good to be back home with you.' She said.

'Oh yes? Making the rules up now are you?' Bob mocked.

'Oh no Sir! We both know you're in charge Sir!' Jane answered teasingly.

'That's better my little slut.' He replied laughing.

'Oh I have missed you Sir.' She said.

'Not to worry, you'll be home tomorrow. And we can have a play. You never know, I might even have a surprise for you...' he said, looking at Lily who was still slowly wanking him back and forth as he spoke on the phone.

'Do you want another word for Lily before you go?' he asked.

'Yes ok then, quickly.' Jane replied.

'Hi Mum.' Lily said.

'Hello honey. Looks like I'll be back tomorrow evening. Are you going out or will you be there?' Jane asked.

Before Lily could answer, Bob reached over to her with his own hand and gently took a grip on the butt plug. Seeing this caused Lily to freeze.

'Lily? Are you there?' Jane asked.

'Err, yess. I'm here mum. Sssorry.' She said, her breath quickening as she felt the but plug rotating inside her bottom.

'I said will you be there?' Jane asked again.

'Hmmm, yes I should be here. I'm not 100% sure yet.' She answered, struggling with all her might not to howl and scream at the ecstasy she felt grinding along her arse hole.

'Oh, ok. Well I'll see you soon then honey.' Jane said.

'Ok mum. Take care.' Lily answered quickly before passing the phone back to Bob. She cast him a devious smile as he continued to rotate the plug, seeing the pleasure and anxiety on his daughters face.

'Hello Dear. So we'll see you tomorrow?' he asked.

'Yes Sir. Love you.' Jane answered.

'Love you too. Safe journey.' Bob said.

'Thank you. I'll text you. Bye.' Jane said.

'Bye Dear.' Bob said, and hung up.

He stood up and towered over Lily who was staring up at him with big wanting eyes.

'Please Daddy. Please give it to me, I need you.' She begged, feeling the effects of the plug - stirring up emotions and feelings inside her. Demanding that she go all out to fulfil her bodies orders.

'Stand up. Follow me.' He said.

He walked out of the room and up the stairs. She followed quickly, arriving in his bedroom right behind him.

'Remove your skirt, t-shirt and boots.' He hissed.

'Yes daddy.' She replied and started to undress. Inside she was disappointed as she wanted to keep her mothers boots on. They made her feel sexy. While she was pulling the last boot off, she noticed her step-father remove something from the closet.

Completing her task, she stood only wearing her stockings, suspender belt & gloves awaiting his next orders.

'Put these on' he growled, handing her another pair of boots.

'Yes daddy!' she answered excitedly as she took hold of the boots. 

She hadn't seen this pair before. They wear thigh high leather with a six inch heel and a very pointy toe. 

As she pushed one foot in, it snugly fell into place locking in around her ankle. She reached down to pull on the zipper, and as she pulled it up her leg became encased in the softest, but tightest leather. Repeating the process with the other boot, she now stood tall - ever so tall, in her mothers boots.

Bob stood and admired. He then walked over and stood behind her. Suddenly she felt something being fitted over her head. Realising it was her mothers hood, she breathed deeply as she felt the leather aroma fill her nostrils. Bob pulled the strings so that the leather hood tightly shaped to her head and tied them off.

He then added a body harness, which had long leather straps pulled tight around her body. Adding to this, he fixed a long black plume to the top of her hood in the style of a pony tail.

He took a hold of her leash and led her to stand in front of the floor length mirror in the room.

Gazing at herself Lily couldn't believe how incredibly sexy she looked and felt. Glancing down at the boots, she felt her pussy pang a twitch as she saw the light reflecting off of the slight creases and wrinkles in the leather. Her heels accentuated her legs, making her bottom stick out even more. Her suspender straps were taught, causing her stockings to loop up in arches around her thighs adding to the affect.

Stood right beside her, Bob also admired the look. He turned her to face him and smiled at her.

'How do you feel?' he asked.

'Wonderful Daddy. Just wonderful.' She replied, not able to take her eyes off of the mirror and her body.

'And so you should. You have the makings of a perfect slave.' He said.

'Yess Daddy. I want to be your slave.' She hissed a reply back so softly, it slithered off her tongue.

'And what would you like daddy to do now slave?' he asked.

'Please daddy. Anything you want to. Use me. Fulfil me. Fuck me and own me.' She answered, still admiring herself. 

'Anything I want to eh slave? Get on the bed, Now!' he barked.

Lily almost threw herself on the bed. As she turned to lay on her back, she watched as her step-father slowly stripped.

'Tell me what you want my little baby girl.' He barked.

'I want you to fuck me daddy. I want you to fuck your little girl and punish her like the naughty little girl that she is.' Lily cried back in desperation.

'And why should I give you what YOU want?' he snarled.

'Because I'll be good for you daddy. I promise. I'll do whatever you want. You own me now. I am your naughty little girl to use how you see fit. This is our secret daddy. I'm your dirty little secret girl. Please daddy. Make me a real woman. Use me.' She begged.

He walked to the side of the bed and grabbed her leash. Yanking it to the side, he pulled her towards him.

'Suck.' He barked at her.

Instantly she bent down to take hold of his now throbbing cock with her mothers leather gloves. The recess in the leather hood around her lips was just wide enough for her to open her mouth fully and take him in. Deeply she pulled him into her, while he wrapped her leash around his hand and pulled her tight.

'That's it my naughty little girl. Show daddy what you have learnt.' He moaned.

'Yesssss Hmphhh Hmphhh Daddd Hmppppp dddyyyy...' she garbled in between taking him deep down her throat.

He placed his hands either side of her hood, letting the soft cool leather slide between his fingers. Taking a stronger grip, he now pulled and pushed her head towards him forcing his cock down her throat making her gag.

'That's it girl. Suck your daddy.' He snarled.

Her pace intensified as she found herself getting more and more turned on at the abuse being said to her. Deep inside her, she could feel it welling up. She wanted to please him so much, so that he would allow her the pleasure.

As he felt himself reaching the point where he might cum, Bob snapped her leash back and rolled her onto all fours. Reaching out, he took a grip of the butt plug and slowly rotated it in her arsehole.

'Ohhhh Daddy...' she cried.

'Does my baby girl like that? Does my baby girl want daddy to stop?' he mocked.

'Nooooo daddy, please. Please don't stop. Please. Your naughty little girl deserves this punishment. Use me daddy. Please, use me.' She whimpered.

He pulled himself up onto the bed and spun her around again so that she was lying on her back. She glanced up at him and he could see her eyes growing bigger and bigger.

'Are you ready baby girl. You want daddy to fuck his naughty little leather girl?' he said grinning.

'Yessss daddy. Take me. I'm yours and only yours. Your little leather booted girl.' She answered.

Before she had even finished he slid his cock into her. 'Shit she was tight' he thought as he felt his cock penetrate her, sliding tightly against the walls of her pussy. It almost gripping him like a vacuum.

'Oh daddy... Yesssss... Daddy...' she cried out in pain as the sensations gripped her, ripping through her entire sense of feeling.

As Bob entered her deeper, he felt her pussy walls instinctively clamp around his throbbing cock, yanking him into her like a key fitting a perfect lock. Their bodies now connected in unison, the emotions & sensations now coupling them as one. 

He thrust towards her making her scream a cry of ecstasy, his cock impaling her deeper. Slowly, he withdrew his cock allowing her to relax slightly before forcing it home again.

'Oh fuckkkkkkk daddy, yesssssss, yessssssss, fuckkkkk me daddyyyyyy' she screamed as she felt surge after surge ripping through her.

'There my little leather girl' he cried, again slowly withdrawing before pumping her again. 'Does my baby girl like daddy's cock?' he hissed.

'Yessss daddy... I do... I do daddy.' She answered between her panting, sharp, breaths.

'Turn over girl.' He ordered.

Instantly she flipped onto all fours, her head burying themselves amongst the pillows. He climbed up behind her and without warning grabbed one of her arse cheeks - squeezing it between his hand.

He positioned himself at her pussy entrance & slowly impaled her again. As he started to pump her, she cried out in unison with his thrusts. Gripping her arse cheeks, spreading them wide to allow for maximum penetration. He could see her fingers scrunching into the duvet, trying to grip on, scrambling for some sort of leverage against him.

He withdrew his cock and lingered the head across her pussy lips, gently rubbing it up and down across her clit.

'Has my baby girl had enough? Does she want daddy to stop?' he teased.

'No, please, daddy, please, I need more. I want more.' She cried.

'I think you have had enough for your first time my little leather girl.' He whispered.

'NO! Daddy no! Please! Please daddy, I'll do anything. Anything you want me to, just please fuck me. Use me like your little leather girl. Use me daddy, please!' she begged, realising that at this moment in time she wanted nothing more than to feel that cock ripping through her body.

'Anything? You'll do anything for your daddy?' he teased.

'Yes daddy, anything. Anything for my daddy. You own me now, you control me now. Dress me up, play with me, use me for anything you want just please daddy, fuck your little girl.' She cried.

Grinning, and without warning, he thrust his cock into her again. Taking a hold of her leash, yanking her head back he grabbed the back of her collar and held her tightly. One hand spanked her bare arse while he fucked her. 

'Is this what you want you dirty little girl? Is this what you like? To be used, to be daddy's little fuck toy?' he snarled as he pounded her.

'Yes daddy. Yes, fuck me. I'm a dirty little girl and need to be punished. Fuck your booted girl daddy.' She cried, her hand reaching back as she tried to rub her leather gloved hands across him.

As he continued to slam into her, gripping her tightly, he moved one hand onto the plug and started to tug on it. Slowly at first, slowly to make her arse hole throb and intensify throughout her making her scream.

'Oh daddy, I think I'm going to cum. Daddy. Please, please make your dirty little girl cum.' She yelped as her body shot waves of electrifying sensations through her.

With that, Bob yanked out the plug and quickly thrust his cock into her arse.

He felt it clamp down on him, drawing him in. Grabbing hold of her cheeks, he pulled her onto him and back off. Instantly, her body swung forwards and backwards going the motion of his thrusts.

'Oh yesssssssssssss, daddyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, daddyyyyyyyyyyyyyy...' she screamed as her orgasm took a hold of her.

'Yessssssssssssss. Yesssssssssssss. Yessssssssssssssss...'

Her orgasm shook throughout her body, making her slump forwards onto the bed face down. Her limbs were shaking and he could see that she was almost unconscious through the drain it had taken on her. She was grinning an automatic smile as the reality of what just happened came back.

'Th, th, thank you daddyyyyyy.' She attempted to say. 'Thank you...'

Smiling down on her, he looked at her gaping arsehole. No longer virginal, he was proud that he was the one to have given her that orgasm. He moved himself to lay beside her, manoeuvring her so that her body slumped around him. 

She placed a gloved hand on his chest and draped a booted leg over him. As he lay with her, his hand automatically moved to reach for her boot. He traced his fingers over the soft cool leather that ran the length of her leg.