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Daddy No!

By: gutterbunnie



Standing in the middle of the bus depot, I began to shiver. Odd, considering it was the middle of August and the temperature was well over 90 degrees. As I paced back and forth, I rubbed my bare arms and smoothed out my skirt. I had to keep reminding myself that mama was dead now and I had no other choice but to go live with my daddy. I hadn't seen daddy since I was twelve. I wondered if he would recognize me six years later. Or, if I would even recognize him. 

It was starting to get late and I was scared. Sitting alone in the bus depot, I was beginning to attract the attention of some surly looking men and I wished daddy would hurry and get there. I moved to a row in the back and slipped down on the bench, hoping to be left alone. I finally dozed off and I slept for a few hours. I dreamt of my early childhood. How mama and daddy and me would go down to the beach during the summer. Those days were just a blur to me now. I was startled out of my sleep when an angry looking man began shaking me and calling my name.

"Lacey! Get up girl! I've been looking everywhere for you!"

"Daddy? Is that you?!", I asked.

"Who the hell do you think it is, the president? Get your ass up and get your shit. I'm running late as it is and I don't have time for this." he bellowed.

Tears stung my eyes as I hurried to get my bags. Daddy was already several yards ahead of me and moving quickly. It was all I could do to keep up with him. As I stepped out of the bus depot, the bright morning sun blinded me and I realized that I had spent the entire night alone in the bus station. Daddy was getting into a beat up old pick-up truck with more rust spots than paint. He motioned for me to put my stuff in the back. I then crawled up into the front seat of his truck. The floor was covered in beer bottles and empty cigarette packs. It smelled of dirt and sweat and make my stomach lurch. 

"So," daddy said, "the bitch finally died, huh?"

"Don't call my mama a bitch!" I cried, "She was the best mama in the world and I miss her!"

Daddy slammed on the brakes and sent me flying into the dash. He grabbed me by my arm and yanked me around to face him.

"Listen up and listen good. I didn't have to take you in! You're eighteen now and you should be on your own. I am only doing this for your grandma. She hasn't seen you since that bit...since your 'dear mama' ran off with you and left me high and dry. You'll do well to learn your place now! Do I make myself clear to you?" he said.

I could only nod. My throat was tight with the tears I was holding back. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of seeing me cry. I should have known better. Daddy smacked me across my face and said, "Answer me, child!"

"Y-y-yes daddy. I understand." I whimpered.

Daddy sat back with a smug look and began to drive back down the road. We drove for over an hour until we came to a small town and daddy stopped at the gas station. He told me to run in and get him a coke while he used the bathroom. He said, "You might wanna get you one, too. We've still got three hours ahead of us 'til we make it back to my place." I did as daddy said and waited back at the truck. I decided I should probably use the bathroom too before we left. I went around back to the restrooms but only found one door. Thinking it had more than one stall, I walked in without knocking. It took me a second to realize what I was seeing. Daddy was standing there with his jeans around his ankles and his hand wrapped around his penis. His head was tilted back and I think his eyes were shut. At first I thought he was using the bathroom, but then I saw him moving his hand up and down on it and I knew he was masturbating. I couldn't take my eyes off his enormous penis! I silently slipped back out the door just as daddy groaned and I am certain I heard him say my name as he did. I ran back to the truck and waited for daddy. When he returned, he told me I should probably use the bathroom before we left. He started putting gas in the truck as I went back to the bathroom.

We got back on the road and neither of us said anything as we drove. We finally made it to his house shortly after 1. Daddy told me to get my stuff and he would show me my room. He led me upstairs to what looked like an old attic made into a bedroom. It was actually much prettier than I had expected. He told me that his mom was excited about me living there and had fixed the room up herself. He told me that my grandparents lived just behind him and we would share our meals with them. 

As he left my room, he said "I've got to go to work. I've already lost half a day and can't afford to lose the rest. You get some rest but I expect dinner on the table no later than 6 o'clock. Prepare enough for four. Food is all down in the kitchen. Tonight after dinner we will go over your list of chores. I don't want you to think that you've come to the Taj Mahal! You'll work for your keep like the rest of my hands."

So that was it. Daddy didn't look at me like his little girl. I was nothing more to him than a stable hand. It was then that I decided I would bide my time and scrape and save until I had earned enough to go back home where all my friends were. I was not going to live here and be treated like the hired help. 

I threw myself on the bed and cried myself to sleep. I woke with a start at 5:30 and knew I had less than 30 minutes to get dinner ready. I ran down to the kitchen and luckily found enough stuff to make a quick dinner. I was just finishing up the ice tea when daddy walked in with an older couple. I recognized them right away as my grandparents. My grandma had tears in her eyes as she held her arms out to me. She held me tight and suddenly I felt very safe. Then I turned to my grandfather. He was looking at me with what I assumed to be total disregard. He didn't smile or hug me or anything. He just turned to daddy and told him it looked like he had found a cook. He and daddy laughed. Grandma helped me serve the plates and we ate in silence. After dinner, they went into the den as I cleared the table and began to wash the dishes. Just as I finished up, daddy came back in the room and told me he wanted to go over my list of duties. He pulled out a piece of paper that had a long list of chores. He had written up a schedule of when each chore should be done and how long it should take me to do. As he finished with the list he looked at me like no daddy should look at his little girl and he said, "This is just a partial list. I will add to it as I see fit. And, you will do each chore as I wish without any complaint or you will be out of here so fast it will make your head swim. Got it?!"

"Yes, daddy." was all I could mutter.

"Good. Now you best get some sleep. You have a long day ahead of you." daddy said as he left the room. Little did I know how long the night ahead would be.

I went upstairs and took a long, hot bath and washed my hair. After drying off, I picked up my list of chores and began to go over them. I didn't want to make any mistakes and anger daddy anymore than he already was. I fell asleep on top of my bed before dressing in my nightgown and slept there until sometime in the wee hours of dawn. That's when my world crumbled. I woke to find daddy standing over me. I could see his face in the glow of the moonlight from my window. He looked strange. He didn't seem angry, but had an intense look on his face. I was scared and I sat up and pulled my quilt around me. Daddy laughed and said, "Please girl. I've seen you naked before." And with that, he yanked the quilt from my grasp. I screamed but daddy told me there was no one to hear my screams. I was shaking as I watched him pull his t-shirt over his head. As he began to unzip his jeans, the reality sunk in and I began to plead with him, "Please daddy, no!"

Daddy laughed as he said, "Oh yea, daddy likes it when you beg him like that. 'daddy, no! daddy, no!'. Well, sweet Lacey, you'd better get used to saying 'daddy, yes!' because you are mine now."

Daddy crawled up on my bed and I could see his thick manhood hanging between his legs. I had only seen a penis once before today and it was in a sex ed book at school. As scared and repulsed as I was, I couldn't take my eyes off of him. Daddy asked me, "Have you ever sucked a cock before?". I shook my head no and daddy seemed pleased. He said, "But, I bet you've let some pencil dick boy shove his puny cock in you a time or two, right?" I was shocked! "No, Daddy! NEVER!" Daddy moaned at my admission of virginity. He was still on his knees and I was back as far as I could go against the headboard of my bed. I watched his cock grow and become thicker and harder. He was lightly stroking it and telling me how glad he was that he would be my first. I kept shaking my head no as I tried to think of a way out of the room. Daddy was a big man and I knew that I could never over-power him. Daddy saw me looking for a way out and he told me, "Don't even try it, Lacey. I'm going to have you...tonight...and there is nothing you can do to stop. It can be my way and you might even like it or you can try it your way and then I will have to force you. Either way, you WILL suck my dick and I WILL fuck your pussy AND your ass. Now, which will it be? Do you want to come over here willingly or do I have to make you?"

My shoulders slumped with the resolve that there was no way out of there and Daddy smiled. He told me to stand next to the bed so he could look at me. He reached out and cupped my full breasts. I had always been shy about the ample size of my bosom. At 18, I was a 36 D. Daddy stood next to me and bent down so he could take my tit into his mouth. I gasped at the feeling of his warm mouth on my erect nipple. Daddy moaned as his mouth went from one nipple to the other. His hand found it's way between my legs and he moaned again when he saw that I was wet. He then sat on the edge of the bed and pushed me so that I was down on my knees in front of him. I wasn't sure what he wanted so I just looked up at him. Daddy got this wicked look on his face as he whispered, "Suck it, Lacey!" I began to cry and pleaded with him again, "Daddy, no! Please daddy! Anything but that!" He grabbed me by my hair and I screamed out as he forced my face toward his now throbbing cock. When I screamed, he shoved his cock into my mouth. He told me I better not even think about biting him or he would beat me to within an inch of my life. Somehow, I knew he wasn't joking. I gagged as daddy forced my head up and down on his cock. I couldn't even swallow because he kept shoving himself deep down my throat. My spit ran down my chin and that seem to spur him on.

"Oh sweet Lacey! Suck your daddy's cock! That's my baby girl! SUCK IT, BITCH! Suck Daddy dry!". he grunted as he fucked my mouth. Despite my fears and revulsion, I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter between my legs. The moisture began to drip down my thighs. He would pull his cock out of my mouth and rub it across my lips and then shove it back in. I was getting more aroused and I began to grunt and moan with Daddy. 

"Mmmm daddy's baby likes it, does she? She likes the taste of her daddy's meat." he growled. I could fell his cock getting thicker and harder in my hot young mouth. The more he forced his cock in , the more I wanted it. He knew he was having this effect on me and it turned him on, too. 

"Look at me. Lacey. You look at your daddy when he fills your hot mouth with his sweet cum. Don't you miss a drop of it. You swallow this entire load. Here it cums, baby. Here cums daddy. AAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!! Fuck yes!! Suck it baby! Suck your daddy's cock! SUCK IT!!"

Daddy was going wild as his cock shot load after load in my mouth. I swallowed every drop and kept sucking him even after he quit spurting his jizz in my mouth. His cock stayed hard in my mouth and he finally had to pull me off him.

He threw me onto the bed and moved between my legs. He said, "I was going to get a taste of that sweet stuff, but I need to make sure you know who is in control. You think you are right now because daddy came so quick and so hard in your mouth? You better guess again, little bitch!" And with that he thrust the entire length of his 9" cock inside my virgin pussy. The pain was unbearable and I screamed and thrashed and begged daddy to stop. I felt myself tear inside as he ripped me open with his massive cock. He told me again and again, "Scream bitch! There is no one near for miles!"

His pounding went on for what seemed like an eternity. He told me that he could go on forever since he'd already shot a load in my mouth. The pain eased some but I was still begging him to stop. He slowed just long enough to pull out and turn me over onto my knees. He entered me again from behind and started his assault on my cunt. We both heard him enter the room at the same time. I turned to see my grandfather standing in the door of my room. While humiliated to be found in this position, I was relieved to know it would now end. Grandfather said, "Frank, what the fuck are you doing?" and I just knew daddy would stop. But daddy just laughed and said, "Yea, I know dad! I promised you the first go at her. But, when I came up here to check on her, I found her laying naked and I couldn't help myself. I'm almost done. You just sit back and watch and then you can have your turn!" They both laughed as daddy started his thrusting again. Daddy made me look up at my grandfather while he fucked me. He said, "Tell grandpa how much you like this, Lacey. Beg grandpa to fuck you, too!" When I didn't answer as soon as daddy wanted, he smacked my ass hard three times and said "DO IT!"

I looked up at my grandfather who was by now stroking his cock and said, "I love the way my daddy is fucking me! His cock feels so good! I want to feel your cock too! Please grandpa! Please fuck me!"

This was too much for him and he walked over and shoved his cock in my mouth. "Hell yes!," grunted daddy "Fuck her hot mouth, dad! She sucks cock like a fucking Pro!"

Here I was, on my knees with my daddy fucking my pussy and my grandpa thrusting away at my mouth. I began to enjoy it despite myself and daddy could feel my pussy loosen up as it got wetter. 

"That's it you little slut! Take all this cock! I'm going to fill you up with all this hot cum, baby! Ooo yea! Daddy is gonna shoot a load deep in his baby's cunt! Here it is baby...here I CUM!! TAKE IT!! FUCK!! Damn your cunt is so fucking tight! SQUEEZE THE CUM OUT OF MY COCK, BITCH! Fuck me! YES! FUCK ME!!"

I could feel daddy's balls emptying inside my sweet virgin cunt. As he came, grandpa started to shoot his load in my mouth. Daddy backed off so grandpa could finish. Grandpa grabbed my head and moaned and grunted like an animal as his cock shook and jerked and filled my mouth up. His load was more than I could take and it dribbled down my chin. I lapped at his spurting dick and licked his balls. I couldn't seem to get enough of this cock sucking! Grandpa finally pulled back and fell back on the bed. Daddy said, "Oh you're not done yet, old man. Lacey hasn't cum yet and that's YOUR job." Daddy pushed me down on my back and told me to spread my legs. Grandpa smiled as he moved between my legs. He said, "Damn son, look at the mess you left. Guess I'll have to go in and clean 'er up!" 

And with that, his head moved down and I could feel his tongue on my throbbing clit. He gently sucked and licked my pussy clean. His tongue went from my ass up to my clit and back down again. I felt a tremor start in the pit of my stomach and it grew. I was a wild child on that bed. Bucking and thrashing and holding grandpa's head as I ground my cunt into his face. I came over and over again. I wanted to scream out like daddy had done but I was too shy. All I could do was whimper and moan. Slowly, the tremors stopped and I was left there on my bed in that position. I heard them laughing as they left my room. Daddy looked back and said, "That was just a teaser, Lacey. Wait until tomorrow night!" I fell asleep before I could think too much on what he meant by that...

To Be Continued...

Daddy, No Please?



"Thank you for dinner, Gurly. I noticed you didn't eat much. It is not wise for you to go to bed on an empty stomach. By the way, cute panties. Blue. Did I say it was a Color Night?" 

"Thank you. I mean, n-n-n-n-oooo, Daddy. You did not say it was a Color Night. Don't you like them?" 

"I prefer black on you. You do know that. Take those off. Now." 

Standing and peeling off the blue, lacy panties. 

"Turn around. Slowly. Lift your ass and jiggle it." 

Turning, pausing, jiggling my nervous ass cheeks.

"Daddy? Am I in trouble, Daddy?" 

"Trouble? Nope. You are in Training. Pay attention." 

"Yes, Daddy." 

"Bend over. Grab your ankles. Show me what you covered up with unauthorized blue panties. You know what I want to see." 

Bending, grabbing ankles. 

"Come closer. Back up and do not stand up. Walk backwards. Slowly. Hands on ankles." 

Stepping backwards, one step at a time, tentatively. 

"Stop. Look at me, between your legs. Tell me you will do whatever I want." 

His finger probing my asshole...fixing my eyes on his, looking up at him from between my legs as he sits on the side of the bed.

"Daddy, I will do anything for you. Whatever you want." 

"Good girl. We shall test that, now. First, a spanking for the blue panties. Lie across my lap. Good. Move your hands. Count them out." 

Spanking begins. 

"One, Daddy...two...threeeee, Daddy! Owww! Daddy? Daddy that was a good one." 

"I do not need for you to grade me. The only sound you will make is to count. Continue." 

"Four....Five....Six....Seven....gasp...Eight...."

Grinding against his thigh....

"Nine....." 

My hands being clasped in his free hand as I reached to touch my pussy....

"Ten!!!" 

"Stand. Face me. Do not wear colors again unless I ask for color. And do not try to touch yourself unless you ask, first. Understood?" 

"Yes, Daddy. eyes lowered "No more colored panties unless you ask. No more touching my pussy unless I ask, first." 

"I want you to remember that I make the rules. This is not the first time you have purposely bent a little rule. If you twist the little rules, you will not be able to respect the big ones. I give you rules for good reason. I still have so much to put you through. You will get a lesson tonight that you will not soon forget. Since you did not eat, I will feed you something of my choice. You will remember it and you will do as I say. Clear?" 

"Y-y-y-esss, Daddy. We are clear. What do you want me to do now, Daddy?" 

"I want you to obey. Everything. Every time. Kneel and obey. You will drink my piss, now. Swallow every drop." 

"Daddy, oh, gosh, Daddy! D-d-drink your piss? I have never!!! I can't Daddy...oh, please do not make me drink your piss." 

"Ahhh, but you can. And you will. You belong to me and you will do what I ask. Do you not belong to me?" 

Wide eyed...not sure what I am to say...offering...

"Yes, Daddy. Yes, I do belong to you. I will do anything you say...except drink your piss, please? Daddy, I do not know how. I don't think I can do that." 

"Don't think. Just obey. Open your mouth." 

Feeling his fingers prying my jaw open, probing inside my mouth with two fingers 

"Relax. Do not close your mouth." 

"Whimper! Daddy?" 

Panting, ...shaking, a bit, on my knees...hypnotized by his control. 

"Shhhhh. No talking. Ready? Ready for my piss?" 

Nodding yes, then shaking my head in a "no", eyes fixed on his, looking up and not sure what he may really do.

"This is not optional. Drink it. Swallow. Look at me. Do you like the taste?" 

Oh, gosh! His piss, gurgling in the back of my throat. Scared to swallow, scared not to swallow. Testing the taste. And...liking it!

"Gulp! Goodness! Daddy? Daddy, I like that! More please?" 

"More what? Tell me what you want, Gurly. Look into the camera and tell me what you want." 

Looking dead in the lens, smiling and licking my first taste of his piss. 

"More piss, Daddy. Please? I want to drink more of your piss, please." 

"That's it. Say it again...and get ready to swallow until I am done." 

Pleading to the cam for all his piss.

"Piss in my mouth, Daddy. Feed me. I will drink you all up." 

Gulping, nearly gagging and loving the warm piss running down my chin. Him, looking down, nodding approval and draining every drop of his piss into my mouth. Wanting more. 

"Daddy? More please? May I please have some more of your piss?" 

Him, smiling down at my wet face, wiping me with a towel. 

"All gone, Gurly. All gone. Wash your face and get in bed and maybe I will spoon that ass a minute." 

"Oooooh, would you, Daddy? Would you please spoon my ass?" 

"Yep. Right after you wash my dick off with your tongue and a warm rag. Oh, and turn off the camera. I have everything we need, there."



Daddy Owns Me



Everyone in this story is over 18 years of age and in a mutually consenting sexual relationship.

*****

Last night, daddy told me he would have a surprise for me this morning. I could hardly sleep with excitement. When I woke up, however, I was a little confused. I tried to get out of bed and I couldn't move. My arms and legs were spread wide open, tied to the bed posts. Then I realized I was completely naked. What was happening? Was this the surprise daddy was talking about?

"Daddy?" I called out. I heard nothing for a few minutes. I was starting to become frightened. 

"Daddy! I'm scared!" I called a little louder. A few seconds later I heard footsteps walking towards my door.

The door opened and daddy was standing there with a little smile on his face.

"Hi sweetheart. Did you call for daddy?"

"Daddy, what's going on? Why am I naked? Why am I tied up?" I asked with my frightened voice.

Daddy walked to my bed and touched my face. He ran a finger over my lips and said, "It's part of your surprise, baby. I don't want any questions. I don't want any talking. Now lie there quietly like a good girl until I come back. I don't want to have to punish you." He turned around, walked out and closed the door behind him. 

Millions of questions raced through my mind. I still didn't understand what was happening. Why had daddy left me lying here naked? Why was I tied up? What did he mean by punish me? It felt like I had been lying there for hours when daddy finally came back in. In his hand was a black bag. He set it down on my night stand and turned to me. 

"What's going on daddy?" I asked. 

His face turned hard. He lifted his hand and struck me across the face. A little scream of shock left my mouth. "I told I didn't want any talking. And I told you I didn't want any questions. If I want to hear a word come out of your mouth, I will ask you to talk. Do you understand."

I nodded in agreement with a little whimper. I was in shock. I small tear ran down my face. I didn't know what to think. Why was daddy acting this way?

"Good." Daddy said. "Now, I'm going to tell you what's going to happen. You will be tied up all day, unless you show me you can be a good little girl and follow my instructions." He got on top of me and began kissing my lips. At first his kiss was nice, gentle and sweet. Then, it turned into a rough kiss. He kissed me long and hard for a few minutes until I felt like I couldn't breathe. He stopped and bit my lip, making me feel a sharp pain. Strangely, as painful as it was, I began to enjoy it. 

He began kissing my neck and working his way down to my tits. My breaths started coming out faster. He gave a little lick at my nipple and then he sucked it hard while rubbing the other one in between his fingers. The sensation grew more intense with every second, and before I knew it I was moaning with pleasure. Daddy seemed pleased. He reached over to the black bag and took out two small brown things. I couldn't tell what they were until he clamped the first one on one of my nipples. I whimpered as a felt pain run through me. The second one sent the same sensation, causing another whimper. They were clothespins. He grabbed both my tits and began kissing his way down to my belly button, giving me shivers all over, and then even lower until he reached my clit. My breathing was hard and fast. The sensations, pain and pleasure, were overpowering.

At first, all I could feel was his warm breath on my pussy. Then it began. His warm tongue flicked my clit. I let out an involuntary gasp. His tongue moved up and down my pussy slit, nice and slow, before focusing on my clit. His licking became rougher and faster, causing me to moan relentlessly. He bit my clit, and I let out a little cry of both pain and pleasure. And then he stopped. I whimpered. I wanted to beg him to keep going, but I knew he would punish me for talking. 

Daddy laughed at my whimper. "I see you're starting to enjoy yourself, baby." He moved up and kissed me. I could taste my pussy on his lips. "Do you like how you taste?" he asked. 

I nodded.

"Good girl. Would you like to have the nipple clamps removed, baby?"

"Yes please, daddy!"

"Uh-oh," he said in mock disappointment. "I didn't say you could talk, now did I?" he asked.

My heart sank. I expected another slap, but this time he put his finger around the clothespins and squeezed until the pain was almost unbearable. I screamed in pain and, surprisingly, pleasure as well.

Daddy looked at me. "Oh you like that, do you? Let's see what you think about this." He reached into the black bag again and pulled out something silver, almost shaped like a beet, with a jewel on the end. "Don't you dare move until I tell you to." 

He began untying my hands and then my legs. "Lie on your stomach," he ordered. I did so quickly. He reached into the black bag again and pulled out handcuffs. He cuffed my hands on my back and then lifted my hips to point my ass up. He bent down and licked my clit, and then my pussy hole, and then my ass hole, making me moan the whole time. This wasn't bad, I liked this. If this was my punishment, then I would take it gladly. But oh how wrong I was. He spit on my ass hole and then began trying to put something hard and cold in it. A butt plug.

"No, daddy!" I screamed, before I could stop myself. He stopped, sat on the bed, and pulled me over his legs. He then spanked my bare ass incredibly hard. I screamed with pain, "Daddy, no!" He spanked me again, even harder. "Daddy!" I screamed. "It hurts!" Another spank came down on my ass. I screamed again. 

"I," spank, "TOLD YOU," spank, "NOT," spank, "TO," spank, "TALK!!" he screamed at me with three more spanks following. Tears were running down my face. "DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!"

I was crying, whimpering. I couldn't move to nod. He spanked me again, causing my whole body to shake. "Answer me with words!" he yelled.

"YES DADDY! I UNDERSTAND!" I screamed at him.

This seemed to enrage him further. "You do NOT yell at me, young lady!" he said in a cold voice that chilled me deep to my core. He picked up the butt plug, licked it, spit on my ass hole again, and shoved it in my ass. I let out a long pained scream. He laughed and moved the butt plug in and out of my ass a few times. Then he left it in there until my screaming stopped and all he could hear were my whimpers.

"Now you will count as I give you ten more spanks, and I hope this will make you learn to follow my orders," he said.

Oh no, it wasn't over. His hand struck my ass as fast and hard as the first time, but this time I could feel it inside as well, giving me a strange sensation of pleasure inside, that was as strong as the pain I felt outside. I screamed, "ONE!" and so it went until we reached ten. By then I could hardly speak any more. My 'screaming counting' became 'sobbing counting' until I reached ten. 

Daddy rubbed my ass, soothing it until I stopped crying. Daddy fully understood that the sensations of both intense pain and pleasure had me this way. When I finally calmed down he picked me up and set me down on the bed again. He took the handcuffs off and tied me back up the way I was before. 

"I hope you learned your lesson, baby," daddy said, "Now I'm going to leave you here for a while so you can think about what you did wrong." He got up and walked out the door.

I had so many thoughts running through my mind. This was all so new to me. My ass still felt raw from how hard he had spanked me, but I enjoyed the feeling. I was so confused. Was there something wrong with me? I fell asleep thinking about all this. 

I didn't know how long had passed while I was asleep, but I awoke to daddy sucking on my tits. I could still feel my ass aching, but, combined with the pleasure I felt on my tits, it felt amazing. Daddy realized I was awake and just winked at me. He put the clamps back on my nipples; I gasped as it brought back that sharp painful and pleasurable sensation.

He began licking his way down to my clit again. Then he stuck a finger in my pussy. I hadn't realized until now how wet I was. The sensations of his tongue licking my clit, his finger in my tight pussy, and the butt plug in my ass had me feeling like I was in heaven. I was moaning louder and louder, breathing hard and fast, as I felt an orgasm coming.

Just as I was about to cum, daddy took his finger out of me and stopped licking my clit, I whimpered loudly in disappointment and need.

He laughed. "Did you think daddy was going to let you cum after being such a bad girl? You have to earn the right to cum, sweetheart."

He took his clothes off; his stiff massive cock caught my attention. There was nothing I wanted more than for daddy to fuck me senseless, but I knew I would have to please him in order to deserve that reward. He got on top of me and shoved his cock down my throat. I gagged, but that didn't stop him. He fucked my mouth for a long time, not caring if I could breathe or not, fueled by the sound of my gagging and the tears running down my face. He stopped to untie me, and put me on my knees. 

"Suck my cock until I ask you to stop," he ordered.

I wrapped my hands around his cock and put it in my mouth. I rubbed it up and down, my lips following my hand. This had daddy grunting and moaning in pleasure. I loved that sound. I began sucking it faster and making it go all the way down my throat. I ignored my gagging, focusing only on daddy's pleasure. 

After a few minutes daddy said, "You're going to make daddy come. Keep sucking, baby."

I sucked his cock fast, and then slow, stroking his shaft, until I heard daddy moan and felt his cum running down my throat. It was my delicious reward for sucking daddy's cock so well. 

I could tell daddy was happy with me.

"Bend over," he ordered.

I complied willfully.

He plunged his cock into my dripping wet pussy. I screamed with pleasure at how hard he fucked me. His cock was as hard as before I made him cum. The intensity of the butt plug that daddy had put in my ass, along with his massive, hard cock was out of this world. My moans were becoming louder by the second as my pleasure intensified. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. "Good girl's get rewards," he whispered in my ear, fucking me even harder, "You better remember that." He spanked my ass hard to remind me. 

"Cum for daddy, baby girl," he said, pinching my nipples hard, just as I was about to reach climax. It was all I needed before my insides exploded with pleasure. I screamed as the intense waves of my orgasm washed through me, causing my body to shake. It was the longest orgasm I'd ever had in my life. Daddy kept fucking me until my screams of pleasure subsided, and then kept fucking me afterwards, cumming inside me. 

He lay me down on the bed and then lied next me. I couldn't move. I was drained. I could feel his cum dripping out of my pussy. My body was exhausted and satisfied like it had never been before.

"From now on, I control your sex, baby girl. You follow my orders if you want to be rewarded. You do as I say if you don't want to be punished. Do you understand?"

I nodded, "Yes daddy."

I knew my life was about to change, but if it was going to be as intensely pleasurable as it had been today, then I couldn't be more eager to be daddy's sex toy.



Daddy, Papa, and Me



She answers the door and signed for a package that came for her father. As she closed the door the phone rang. Sitting the package down she grabs the phone on the third ring.

"Hello, Hey dad. Yes it just came in, I had to sign for it. Ok I will." she said.

After hanging up she puts the box in her dad's study on his desk. Then she went upstairs to shower and dress. It was so hot she decided on a light sun dress, and nothing under it. She was bent over at the oven when her dad walked in. The first thing he noticed was that she was not wearing anything under her dress. He felt his cock getting hard in his pants. Sitting down his briefcase he walk up behind her, grabbing her around the waist, pulling her into a tight hug.

"Good evening baby." he whisper, placing a soft kiss by her ear.

His arms brushed against her tit's, and she could feel the hard lump against her ass. She wished him a good evening and told him that dinner would be done in 15 minutes. He moved away, but stop to look back at her. She was standing in the bright sunlight streaming in from the glass doors. He could see the shape of her 18 year old body. Long tan legs, round firm ass, small chubby tummy, and her large full tit's. He wanted her, wanted to run his hands over every inch of her body. To taste her warm skin. Wanted to hear her begging for more. 

Turning he went into his study and open the box. Pulling out the stuff and laying it out. He unzips his pants and pulled his cock out. Pick up the soft jelly cock ring, and rolled it down his cock Picking up the gift he got for her he puts it in a gift bag he ready Went upstairs to shower and change into his robe.

While eating he would slip his hand under the table and stroke his cock slowly. He gave her the bag smiled, and waited for her to open. She scream, and hugged him, she thank him for the gift as she pulled it out.

"Go put it on and we will go for a swim." he told her.

She stood in front of the mirror as she pull the bathing suit. She felt very sexy in it. Grabbing a robe, she turned and noticed that the thing was see thru. Looking closer she saw that it was very, very sheer, and she knew that once it got wet it would turn invisible. "Oh god." she thought. Then smiled. "Oh daddy you wicked man." she said softly as she walked out of her room. Grabbing a couple of towels and the beach blanket too.

He drops his robe and entered the cool water. While he waits for her. The water felt wonderful on his naked body, but not as good as his daughter's naked body sliding against him would feel. His first sight of her was when she walk out. He watched her dropping the stuff she carried, then watched as she drove into the water. He watched the bubbles, following them to where she came up, then she stood up in the shallow end of the pool. There he saw it all, her large full tit's with huge round rosey brown hard nipples, and he saw that his bay girl shaves her pussy bare. His cock was rock hard now, and he wanted to bury it deep inside her.

She swam over to her dad, put her arms around his neck, and then she did something he was not excepting. She lifts her legs wrapping them around him, lean in and whisper in his ear.

"Oh god daddy fuck me, take your cock and move aside my suit and shove it in me." she whisper to him.

He looked at her and his hand went down and he rubbed her pussy, pulling aside the cloth. She grabs his cock and put it against her pussy. He thrust and his cock head went inside.

"Oh god baby your so fucking tight." he groaned, as he pushed his cock deeper.

He moved over to the side of the pool and lean her back against it. Then his mouth closed on one nipple, sucking hard.

"Oh fuck daddy, yes, oh yes suck it harder." she cried out.

"Let's get out of the pool." he said as he walked up the steps and over to the grass and laid down.

He pushes her legs apart more, and holding her thighs, he thrust hard into her. She screams for him to fuck her deeper. He pulled out and told her to get on his hands and knees. She turned over and holding her hips he slam his cock deep inside. He pulls almost all the way out only to slam back inside.

"OH YES DADDY, FUCK ME HARDER." she screamed.

(inside the house)

"Where the hell are they." he said softly. Wondering where his son was. He knew he was home his son, and his granddaughter's car was in the driveway. As he walked into the Kitchen he heard someone scream. As he look out the window he saw his son, and granddaughter fucking on the ground. At first he was not sure what to do. But soon his cock was telling what it wanted. He walks out to them stopping in front of them.

"Looks like you both are having fun, may I join you." he asked.

"Oh fuck yes Papa, give me your cock, and I will suck it." she told him.

She watched as he unzips his pants and push them down, reaching up she took his cock out of his boxers, gasp at the size then closed her mouth on the head. She sucked him till he exploded.

"OH FUCK DADDY I'M CUMMINGGGGG." she screamed.

"OH YA BABY, DADDY'S GOING TO FILL YOU RIGHT UP. AAAAAGGGGHHHH, FUCK BABY HERE IT CUMS, CUMMINGGGGGGGG." he grunted.



Daddy Play



He had been hinting about it for quite sometime. Pushing things as always, he had latched onto a new role play: Daddy/daughter play. At first it made me squeamish. The ick factor was quite high. When he first used that term I had frozen. I stopped kissing him and quickly pulled myself off his lap.

"What did you say that for?" I asked.

He had a smile on his face. "What?"

"Uhhh, don't go there."

He tried to tempt me and reached out to touch me. I pulled away from his grasp.

"Not cool," I told him and left the study.

I never had a good relationship with my father. To him, I was someone to be relegated to the background. Sure he loved me, I guess, but to him, well I was someone to cook and clean and to be married off. Each new boyfriend that came into the house, he would eye them and wonder if this one could be the one who would take me away, giving him more room and space in his home, and less to deal with in me. Each boy would avoid my father, I was happy about that as he was not my favorite of people. Hey he never took the time to know me, so why would I do it for him? He would just sit there in HIS chair and smoke his cigarettes, eat his donuts and watch television.

He died a horrible slow death of kidney failure, and lung disease. Diet and smoking had caught up to him and I had cried outside his hospital room. I had refused to go in to see him. I don't think he missed me those last few moments.

"I'm sorry that upset you," He said. It was sometime later and I had refused to engage with him since his Daddy comment. He had found me sitting in MY chair watching television. I didn't smoke and I kept my sweets consumption down to a minimum.

I turned to look at him. "Yeah that was NOT sexy."

He tried to smile, to lighten things up. Sometimes that worked, other times it would just piss me off more.

He reached out to touch me. I leaned away from him. The ick factor was still strong.

"I just thought it would be really hot..."

I gave him a look, and he dropped it.

But he didn't.

He was a sneaky bastard and usually got what he wanted. I guess that means I would let him get what he wanted, but hey, he's the bastard, not me.

It was subtle at first. While in the throes of passion, he would call me his "sexy little girl". 

To me, I didn't equate that to being a child. 

To him, he would get excited when he called me that. That got me excited.

Soon he was dropping it into conversation.

"How's my little girl?"

"Hey little girl! You look so damn sexy!"

"You are my gorgeous sexy little girl and I love you so much!"

I came to like being called that. It was yet another pet name, a term of endearment that we had made our own. I liked the way it sounded coming from him. I never drew the comparison of a daddy calling a daughter that. My father never did.

Sometimes he would test me again.

"Daddy likes that!"

"Daddy's excited!"

"Daddy is disappointed..."

I would roll my eyes at him. The fire and anger was not there anymore. I just couldn't see why he wanted to use that term. What I did notice was that he enjoyed using it. His cock would bulge through his jeans. I liked him excited. I liked him thinking about me. I liked turning him on.

"Say it," he would prod me.

"What?" I asked innocently.

"Go on, say!"

I would pause for effect, then reluctantly say, "Dad-dy!"

His face would light up. His bulge would throb.

I grew wet with excitement. What was happening with me?

Next he started taking me onto his lap. Cradling me and hugging me. Kissing me and holding me. He wrapped his long arms around me and told me how much he loved me. Sometimes he told me that "Daddy loved his good little girl".

I felt safe. Loved. Protected. Wanted. I didn't fight back as often. The bastard was wearing me down!

We played little games at work. He would text me, asking me "How was his little girl was doing? Was she behaving?"

"Yes Daddy" I messaged back.

"Good! If you are a bad little girl, I'll have to punish you!"

That message stayed thick within the air.

"Ohhhhhhhh! Would Daddy spank me?"

"Smile."

I had evening class one night a week. He dropped me off and picked me up. He didn't like me trying to go home by myself in the dark. I didn't either. Sometimes he would give my classmate a ride as well.

We had been messaging each other all day. His version of mental foreplay. He was Daddy, I was his little girl, sometimes good, sometimes naughty.

When he picked me up from work that evening, he stayed in his role. That surprised me.

"Hi!" I said as I got into the car.

"Hello little girl." He said gruffly.

I just looked at him.

"Are you already for school?"

"Yes," I said.

"Yes what?" He challenged.

I was a little confused.

"Is my little girl ready for school?"

"Yes, Daddy!"

He smiled inside, he must have even though on the outside his face was stern. I couldn't read him.

"You be sure to behave in school tonight, little girl, because if you don't, I have given the principal permission to punish you until I come get you!"

I laughed. He can be so outrageous.

He turned and looked at me. His face was hard. I stopped laughing.

"You find that funny, little girl?"

"Ummm, no."

"No what?"

"No Daddy," I whispered. Is this what he wanted?

"Good girl. You have to be a good girl, don't you?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"Daddy has been working hard all day long and he doesn't need his little princess to make trouble in class."

"Yes Daddy." 

My body grew warm. Each time he spoke, his voice resonated within me. It was like a pair of pliers was twisting something in my gut. I couldn't tell if I liked the feeling or not. My pussy liked it, I knew that.

"Daddy works hard all day and then has to take time out of his day to drive his precious little girl to school. The least his little girl can do is behave, right?"

"Yes Daddy."

He still hadn't smiled.

"You behave or else the principal will punish you. I've written a permission note. Do you know what it says?"

"No Daddy."

"It says that she is allowed to spank you if you are a naughty little girl."

My pussy tightened.

"She will also have to call me and I will be forced to drop all my important grownup stuff to come and get you. That would make me very angry with you. You don't want that, do you?"

"No Daddy. I'll behave."

"You'll be a good girl?"

"Yes Daddy."

"You'll behave?"

"Yes Daddy."

"Well I certainly hope so."

He dropped me off at class. He gave me a chaste Daddy kiss and told me to make him proud.

"Yes, Daddy," I whispered so no one else could hear me.

Then he was gone.

I messaged him regularly. I have no idea what class was about. I was keen to let Daddy know that I was a good girl and behaving. He responded back as Daddy. I wished that someone would turn the heater down in the classroom, I was sweltering!

As luck would have it, my classmate, Linda, needed a ride that night. He came in to pick me up. He had parked and strode into the build just as we were getting out. He was dressed up. He was wearing his... suit? His hair, usually rough and unkempt was combed and in place. His face was serious.

"Ummmm, you're all dressed up!"

He just looked at me as he grabbed my heavy back.

"Why are you all dressed up?"

He didn't answer me. He said hello to Linda, my classmate.

I laughed. It was a nervous tick.

"Am I missing something?"

He led us out to the car, put my bag into the trunk as my classmate got in. She was giggling.

"Were you a good girl tonight Princess?"

It suddenly clicked.

"Oooooohhhhhh!"

"Yes, Daddy," I added.

"Good! Daddy is pleased, and you want to please Daddy, right?"

"Yes Daddy!"

Linda laughed nervously as she overheard our last remarks.

I should have been embarrassed, but I forgot about my classmate and stared at Daddy.

"So how was class?"

"Boring as usual," Linda said.

"Such a shame," then he looked right at me, his eyes burrowing into mine. "Did you learn anything tonight?"

I nodded.

"What was that?" he prodded me. His face was still so serious and stern. Daddy despised non-verbal replies.

"Yes...Daddy." I didn't want to displease him.

My classmate was silent as she watched this interaction. She had the good sense to not intrude.

We dropped her off said our goodbyes and headed home.

"I was good for you Daddy."

"That's good to hear, little girl."

He then reached out and his hand ran up my thigh. God this was turning me on. His touch was white hot!

"Daddy missed you! He missed his little girl!"

"Ohhh Daddy! That feels good!" I said in a little girls voice. Maybe the voice was that of a nine year old.

Daddy frowned. "Don't say it like that."

I was confused. I raised my hand.

"Um, Daddy can I ask you a question?" I was asking permission to speak.

He recognized my confusion and allowed me to break character for a moment to ask my question.

"What do you mean by don't say it like that? I'm a little confused. Am I your daughter or..."

"You're not my daughter, you're my little girl. Look at it like I'm the older man and you are the younger woman, say nineteen, certainly not nine! I'm your Daddy. I take care of you, teach you, protect you and punish you. I also make you feel oh so good!" 

Okay. I could figure this out. So he didn't want to really be my father. He didn't have a thing for children! I could do this.

"Say Daddy like a spoiled sixteen year old rich girl." He offered.

"Daaaaddy!"

He smiled and his hand resumed touching my thigh. This time he was inside my thighs and lapping at my crotch.

We got home and once inside, he pulled me aside.

"Undress Daddy. He has just come home from a long days work. You need to pamper him and take care of him like he takes care of you!"

"Yes Daaaddy!"

I started undressing him. First his suit jacket. Underneath his tie and button up shirt were freshly ironed. I hung it up carefully.

"Be careful with that!" he warned.

"Yes Daddy!"

I studied his frame. He was tall, not fat, a bit on the thin side. I undid his tie next. Then his shirt, revealing his bare chest. He lunged forward and held me. I kissed his chest. He was warm. I was hot.

"Mmmm, that feels nice little girl."

"Thank you Daaaddy!"

I knelt down and slowly undid his belt. Then I undid his trousers and lowered them to the ground. His cock was sticking out of his silk boxers.

"Show Daddy how much you love him!"

I did. I took his cock in my mouth and savored it.

His trousers were around his ankles, his cock sticking out of the opening in his silk boxers, his heavy dress shoes still on, and his silver knock-off Rolex watch wrapped around his wrist. He went through all this effort to be Daddy. Even his scent was different. Old-spice?

It's the details that get to me, and he had taken pains to get them right. On first glance I was surprised by the suit. But digging deeper, while I had dutifully undressed him, I had seen the other elements he choose to play the part. My mind wondered at the effort he took to pay the role as I took him deeply and loudly into my mouth and tried to get it down my throat.

Soon he pulled me off his turgid cock, its purple angry head screaming at both of us to continue. 

"Undress the rest of me, and then Daddy will take you to bed and tuck you in, little girl."

"Yes Daaaddy!"

I was his little girl, to be cherished, spoiled, loved, punished and fucked. There was no ick factor now. All I wanted from now on was Daddy's love and his hard cock. I'm a girl who can have it all afterall!