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The Making of Daddy's Slut Ch. 01

By: daddysharesme



Nicky smiled as she unpacked her clothes in her new room. Her parents had split up when she was a young child, and a job transfer for her father took him away shortly after. There were visits over the holidays, but she missed him terribly. When it came time to start college, she didn’t hesitate to apply at the one in the city where he lived. Finally she was going to have some real time with him.

Brock took his daughter to a very classy restaurant to celebrate her arrival. He was also happy for this opportunity to reconnect with his only child. He couldn’t help but stare at the features that now made his little girl into a lovely young woman.

Tired from the flight, Nicky kissed Brock good night and made her way to bed. In mere minutes she was sleeping on the fresh new sheets he had just purchased for her.

Nicky’s eyes opened, not sure yet what had stirred her from her sleep. She lay quietly for a minute, but heard nothing and decided it was nothing. Just as her eyes closed, she heard something again. Was it a scream? Suddenly totally awake, Nicky slipped from her bed and headed down the hall, then down the stairs, following the sound that was growing louder.

The screams led her to the basement and a closed door. Nicky hesitated before slowly turning the knob and opened the door ever so slightly. She had to make a conscious effort not to let any audible sounds come from her mouth. The room was like a dungeon, with all kinds or strange things hanging from the walls and ceiling. Then she noticed a woman on her knees. The girl’s hands were tied behind her back and she had what looked to be clothespins on her nipples. Nicky shuddered at the thought. 

Suddenly Brock came into her view, completely naked. He grabbed the woman by the hair and forced his cock into her mouth. “Suck it you slut, or I’ll whip your ass again,” she heard him say. The woman slurped and sucked her father’s cock just as she was told until Brock unloaded his cum in her mouth. 

Carefully closing the door, Nicky snuck back upstairs and hid under her covers. As ashamed as she was, her pussy was wet and aching to be touched. She couldn’t stop thinking about her father’s hard cock in that woman’s mouth and before long was cumming over her fingers. Sleep was imminent.

Dragging herself to the kitchen in the morning, she was greeted by the woman and her dad sitting at the table. They were laughing and talking as if nothing had happened the night before.

“Good morning, little one.” Brock said when he noticed Nicky. “Come and Join us. I would like you to meet my friend Irene.”

The women exchanged pleasantries, and Irene then announced it was time for her to be leaving. Nicky was livid and wasn’t exactly sure why, but she ignored Irene’s attempt at a goodbye. 

Brock walked his lady friend to the door then returned to the kitchen. “Must you have been so rude to her?” he hollered.

Nicky was suddenly reduced to tears. Without thinking first, she started shouting back. “Daddy, I came all this way to be with you. You never told me you were fucking someone. I thought it was supposed to be just you and me!”

Brock calmed some. “It will be us also, little one. But I am a grown man with needs and there will be other women in my life.”

“I don’t want other women around, Daddy. I can do whatever you need me to. I saw you last night. I saw her tied up and on her knees sucking your coc….” Nicky stopped. It was too late though. She had already said more than she intended too.

Unable to resist laughing, Brock pulled her onto his lap. “Then you see that my needs are extraordinary. You can’t give me what Irene does.”

Nicky’s voice trembled. “I can Daddy. Please, just give me a chance. If I can be what you need, it can be just us.”

“A lot would be expected of you. I would hurt you, use you, humiliate you and own you. You would need considerable training, which would result in considerable discipline. Your body would become mine. I will ask you to do things you have never even imagined, and you would be expected to do it without hesitation.” Brock breathed deeply. He had to be straight with her.

“I can do it, Daddy. Just give me a chance.”

“Then let’s proceed with a few tests. I want you to stand in front of me and removed your clothing now.”

Nicky hesitated for a second, but realized if she did as she was told, there was a chance she would never have to share him again. Slowly standing, she turned to face him and slipped her shorts off before removing her top and bra.

Brock almost had to remind himself to breath. Before him stood his little girl with the most exquisite body he had ever seen. Her embarrassment excited him. His eyes caressed her tits while his mind played with her pussy. “You will shave yourself totally and continue to do so every day,” he instructed.

“Yes, Daddy,” Nicky said in a barely audible whisper. The realization of what she had asked for was beginning to come clear, and yet she was terribly aware of the wetness growing between her legs. 

Brock reached up and grabbed a nipple in each hand. He pinched them hard and twisted them in his fingers. He watched her face wince in pain and smiled. He was going to enjoy hurting her. He continued his assault on her nipples, pulling them and stretching them until Nicky had no choice but to beg him to stop. She did not pull away however, and this led Brock to think that just maybe his little girl could be trained to be a subslut after all.

Nicky was no virgin, but it had been some time since she had been intimate with a man. She couldn’t help but notice how alive she felt as her father abused her nipples.

“On your knees, hands behind your back. You are not to move them unless I say otherwise. Do you understand?” Brock asked.

As she knelt and achieved the required position, Nicky smiled. “Yes, Daddy”.

Brock unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock before it had no choice but to explode in there. Standing in front of her, he slapped her face with it. “You ever sucked a cock?” Nicky simply nodded. “So you are a slut. Open your mouth.” With that, he pushed his cock into her waiting mouth.

Nicky couldn’t help but think of Irene last night in a similar position. She had to make him cum harder, faster and better than that woman had, and she knew it. Her lips squeezed him tightly as her tongue massaged the shaft. Nicky bobbed her head, sliding her mouth up and down on him and sucking him with increasing pressure.

“That’s it you little cocksucker. Suck Daddy’s cock.” Her reached down and slapped her left tit, then the right. Nicky’s mouth clamped around him each time he smacked her giving him the result he desired. “That’s a good little slut. From now on you will worship this cock. Pleasing it will be the most important thing to you.” 

Nicky nodded in agreement and moved faster, taking him deeper into her mouth. “You will be totally naked at all times when you are in this house, regardless of who else is here. There will be times I will cause you pain simply because I enjoy it. Do you understand?” he questioned.

She nodded again. Nicky was quite aware of the juices dripping from her pussy onto her legs. Without warning, Brock grabbed her hair and started slamming into her throat. Her gagging only encouraged him and his hips thrust hard and fast as he continued fucking his daughter’s mouth. “That’s it, baby. You are going to make a fine cunt for Daddy.” He continued his assault on her mouth and throat until shooting his load was inevitable. Brock watched as his little girl swallowed his cum. It just doesn’t get better than that.

He ripped his cock from Nicky’s mouth and ordered her to lay on the coffee table with one leg on each side. She hurried to the table, sure he would fuck her now and allow her to have an orgasm as well. 

Slowly Brock circled her, inspecting his new merchandise. Nicky’s pussy was open and he peered at it, knowing how humiliated she was at this moment. Grabbing a few Velcro straps from the end table, he proceeded to bind her arms and legs to the legs of the table. What an incredible sight. His own daughter with her full tits and wet cunt tied to his table for his use. It had been only minutes since he came, but already is cock was hard again.

Nicky’s body shook uncontrollably. She didn’t know if it was from fear, excitement and the sheer naughtiness of what she had started but she did know that she didn’t want to stop. 

After grabbing his rubber band flogger, Brock turned to his new slut. “Your body will undergo a flogging or paddling of some kind every day. This simply serves to remind you that first of all, you belong to me. Secondly, it is because you are now just a slut, and all sluts deserve to be disciplined.” With that, he brought the flogger down on her tits. It wasn’t too hard, but enough to make Nicky whimper. He then struck her again, marvelling in the little red marks it left on her pale skin. 

Nicky cried out this time. It hurt. It stung. It was incredible. Each swing of the flogger was a bit harder. She could feel the heat rising from her tits. Without warning, the next one landed directly on her pussy. A scream followed, and suddenly her clit was totally alive. Nicky could do nothing but moan in between her shrieks.

“You like this, don’t you slut? I had no idea what a fucking whore my girl was” Brock sneered. He continued abusing her pretty pussy with one hand while stroking his cock with the other. “What a good little cunt you are. You need this, don’t you? You need you body to be abused by me.”

“Yes, Daddy!” What was happening to her? Her clit was throbbing and she knew it would not be long before the little smacks of the rubber would be causing her to orgasm. Nicky pulled on the restraints. “Daddy, make me your slut forever please. Make me your fucktoy, your cumdumpster. Tell Irene you are through with her because you have a new whore.” Without warning it hit her. Her eyes closed and the most powerful orgasm over took her body. 

Brock knew he had her. Watching her juices ooze out was all he needed, and he moved to her face and let his load spray on her. “You want to be a cumslut? Let’s see how you look covered in cum then!” It dripped off her chin and ran down her cheeks. She looked fabulous.

Catching his breath, he leaned down to unbind his slut. “Clean your face.”

She reached up with one hand and ran her finger through a nice thick glob, then looked him right in the eye and she sucked it off. Her body ached beyond belief and yet Nicky knew she would need her father to use her again and again.

Brock pulled her up to him and held her close. “You did very well in the first test. There will be others. You will be a bigger slut then you ever imagined, and Daddy will be so proud of you.”

Nicky rested her head on his chest as he spoke. She knew instantly that the only important thing from this moment forward was making him proud of her. 

The moment was shattered by the doorbell. Nicky pulled away and quickly reached for her clothes. Brock ripped them right back out of her hands. “Have you forgotten a rule already, cunt? No clothes! Now go answer the door.”

To be continued….

The Making of Daddy's Slut Ch. 02



Brock watched as a look of shame crossed Nicky's face. She knew she had made a mistake and felt bad that she was so quick to forget the rules. Perhaps a part of her hoped that his rules were all a part of the recent session they just had. In a way, she was glad they weren't. She knew her father was not one to ever change his mind about anything. Nicky hung her head and turned for the door.

Careful to position herself behind the big wooden door, Nicky pulled it open to see a very handsome man there. He was at least 6 feet, with curly dark hair and green eyes. She lost herself for a minute just staring at him, and found reality again when he asked if Brock was home. 

"He is. Please come in," she responded, temporarily forgetting about her nudity. The man stepped in and looked her up and down, then let himself into the living room. Suddenly aware of her nakedness, Nicky hung back in the foyer in the hopes of staying out of sight.

"Hey Allan. Nice to see you again," Brock spoke as he passed the man a beer. "Have a seat."

Allan positioned himself on the sofa. "I see you have a new slut to play with. She's a beauty. Looks like you put that flogger to good use already."

Brock's chest pushed out, both as a proud father and a proud slut owner. "She's very new to all this, but I think she has real potential. I am hoping this will be the last one I train." Turning to the doorway, he called to her. "Come here, slut. Meet a friend of mine."

Nicky walked into the room with all the trepidation in the world. Never had she felt the humiliation she was now experiencing. Her father snickered at her. As he instructed her to turn around, he watched with pride as Allan ogled his daughter. 

"Come closer and stand with your legs spread. I want Allan to feel how sweet your pussy is," Brock ordered. Nicky simply turned to look at him. She couldn't believe her own father was insisting some other man touch her most private parts. Her head whipped around though when Allen commented, "She's not like Irene, is she?" Nicky's blood suddenly boiled. She did not ever want to hear that woman's name again. She was going to be Daddy's slut, no one else. Without further hesitation, she moved to stand by Allen.

"No, she's not. But I do believe with a little discipline and a lot of punishment, she could be a very good submissive," replied Brock as he watched Allen's hand disappear between his little girl's legs. "Who knows? I may never have to use Irene again."

Nicky smiled when her father said this. Allen's fingers continued to probe until they finally found her clit. She couldn't help but let a moan escape her lips. His other hand reached up to pull on her nipple. "These ought to be clamped, Brock," he spoke as if she were not there.

Brock nodded in agreement and once again reached into the end table drawer. He brought out two small clamps with a chain in between. Nicky studied them closely as her hips slowly began to rotate on the stranger's hand. Brock fondled his daughter's nipples now, making them nice and hard before carefully applying a clamp to each one. He marveled at how they cut into her.

Pain soared through every nerve Nicky had, and without thinking she blurted out, "Please Daddy, no! Please take them off. They hurt so bad!" She knew it would do her no good though.

Allan quickly looked to Brock. "Daddy? This whore is your daughter?"

Brock smiled as he pulled on the chain, stretching her nipples and lifting her tits. "Beautiful, isn't she?"

"Beautiful and soaking wet. I think the bitch likes to be used," said Allen.

Releasing the chain, Brock returned to his seat and picked up his beer. "Show my friend here what a good cock sucker you are."

Nicky thought back to Irene sucking on her Dad last night, and how she herself had made him cum this morning. He was proud of her then. She wanted him to be proud of her again.

Kneeling between Allen's legs, Nicky unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. He was a bit smaller than her father, which she was thankful for. She hardly noticed the clamps anymore as she picked up the cock and let her tongue slide over the head. She licked it for a minute before sliding it into her mouth. Slowly she worked her lips up and down the shaft. 

"That's it, slut. Suck his cock," her Daddy encouraged. The bulge in his pants was begging for attention, forcing him to pull his own cock out and start stroking it. She looked so wonderful serving this stranger, doing it only to please her father. There really was hope for her here.

Allan was moaning. "She knows how to suck real good," he said as he reached down for the chain and tugged at her nipples. "Rub your clit, you little whore."

Nicky didn't need to be asked twice. Her clit was dying to be touched and she knew she would orgasm quickly. She rubbed it hard, moaning on the cock in her mouth. This sent vibrations shooting up the shaft. Allen couldn't help himself. He started pushing his hips up into her greedy mouth.

Brock's cock was ready to explode. He had no idea 24 hours ago that his daughter could be such a hot little whore and he was pleased as he watched his friend's reaction. He stared as her fingers furiously rubbed her pussy. She was an amazing sight.

The orgasm hit her hard. She started cumming and her hips were wiggling as she oozed cum. Her moans and groans on Allen's cock sent the man's head into a spin. "That's it, you fucking cock sucker!" he yelled.

Unable to take much more, Brock reached over and grabbed a big handful of Nicky's hair. He furiously started pumping her mouth up and down on his friend's cock while he jacked himself. He could hear her almost gagging and resisting him, and this only served to excite him more. He continued until he saw Allen tense up. 

Brock violently pulled her back off Allen's cock by her hair and began shooting his load on her face. Brock joined in and they sprayed the tramp with their cum. "Open your mouth, cumslut. We know you're hungry," Allen ordered. 

White gobs of cum dripped from her face and onto her tits. She tried to swallow as much as she could. She leaned over and licked her Daddy clean, leaving no trace of cum behind before moving to his friend and doing the same for him. 

Nicky knelt there thinking about what just happened. She was ashamed of herself, humiliated and embarrassed. And she was more turned on than she had ever been before. When her father removed the clamps, she couldn't help but scream as the blood rushed back to her nipples. Brock loved that sound. 

As Allen stood to leave, he shook Brock's hand. "Thanks a lot. I hope you will include me in further training. And by the way, if you are done with Irene, would you mind if I phoned her myself?"

Brock laughed, then looked over at Nicky rubbing her swollen nipples. "Go ahead, I won't be using her for awhile."

Upon returning from walking Allen to the door, Brock picked up his daughter and sat on the sofa with her on his lap. He thought of how delicate she was sitting there and how truly devoted she was. Watching her make Allen cum was more of a turn on than he had anticipated. He would see to it that she performed for him many more times. 

He put on nipple in his mouth and licked it gently, then moved to the other. "I know they hurt, baby. Believe me when I say you will get used to them. You will want them on you all the time as a reminder of whose slut you are. And you will be very proud to be known as Daddy's cunt."

Nicky just smiled. Somehow she knew her father was right. She simply sighed as his fingers stroked her hair and he held her tightly.

"Tonight, Uncle Bob and I will introduce you to the dungeon."



The Making of Daddy's Slut Ch. 03



He continued to stroke Nicky's long hair, knowing she had fallen asleep on his chest. He smiled as he realized it had probably been ten years since they sat in this same position. Now here she was, a grown woman preparing to start college and learning of her submissive side from her own father. He cleared his mind for a moment to listen to her breathing.

Brock had been involved in the world of BDSM for over 20 years. When he married Nicky's mother Louise, he was honest and upfront with her about all of it. Louise tried, but all the training in the world was not going to make her the subslut Brock needed. It simply wasn't in her heart. This caused immense strain on their marriage and eventually led to their divorce when Nicky was only five years old. He couldn't help but to wonder what Louise would have thought had she seen her daughter sucking off a stranger today. It may not be who Louise was, but it appears that their daughter has all the makings of a true submissive and Brock intended to explore this to the limit.

His fingers came down to softly stroke her nipples and he marvelled as they hardened under his touch. Lifting her carefully, Brock stood and laid Nicky on the couch. She will need her rest. He left her there to call his brother Bob and make arrangements for that evening.

Several hours later, Nicky stirred from her sleep. The house was quiet and it took her a minute to convince herself that all that had happened was real and not a dream. She was still surprised at how things transpired so rapidly, and couldn't help but to notice the wetness between her legs was growing just thinking about it. Nicky slipped her hand down there, and was quickly reminded of one of Daddy's rules: she is to keep herself totally shaven from now on. A big grin spread across her face as she jumped up and headed for the shower.

* * * * *

Bob could not believe it when his brother told him what a slut his niece had become. While he had his own submissive, the thought of helping to break in Nicky gave him an instant erection. Brock had invited him to be there for 7:00, but Bob was unsure whether he would be able to hold off that long. He couldn't wait to use the new family whore.

* * * * *

Nicky stood in front of the mirror and ran her hand over her freshly shaven pussy. It was so smooth, so soft. She ran downstairs to show her father. 

"Daddy, look! I did something for you," she called to him as he sat reading his paper. Brock glanced up and immediately noticed her new look. 

"Come her, baby," he instructed. When Nicky was within arms length, he reached out and slid his hands over her cunt. He watched as her eyes closed and she moaned. What a sweet slut. Without warning, Brock slapped her. "Now doesn't that offer a much more delicious sting?"

Nicky gasped, the sting quickly going from a pain to a pleasurable tingling sensation. She could only nod. "You best get used to that. Quite often I will cause you some discomfort simply because it pleases me see you wince and hear you whimper." Nicky was still panting.

Brock laughed at her. "You are to go grab a light supper and head downstairs to the dungeon. Your Uncle Bob will he here in 30 minutes."

Nicky's mind reeled as she ate her turkey sandwich. What would her uncle think of her now? Was he like Daddy? Would she have to suck his cock like she did Allen's earlier? What things from the walls of the dungeon would Daddy decide to use on her? Nicky was so excited she could hardly sit still. Maybe Daddy was right. Maybe she truly was a fucktoy who needed to be used.

Entering the room was like entering another world. While she had gotten a glimpse of a small portion the night before, it turned out to be much bigger than she anticipated. Scanning the dungeon, Nicky checked out the assortment of paddles, whips and ropes that hung orderly on the pegs. There was something that looked like a saw horse used by construction workers, a big wooden X against one wall, various tables, and a few other items she couldn't quite figure out. 

"So what do you think?" Brock inquired. Nicky turned quickly, startled by his sudden presence. 

"There is so much here Daddy. Will you use it all?"

He laughed at her ignorance. "Not all at once, little slut. Step over here."

He led her to what she thought was a very small bench. He pulled her hand, leading her up onto a step on one side. "Let me show you how this works. Bend over now." He didn't wait for her to move by herself, but rather grabbed her hair and pulled her down. He began adjusting knobs for height and width. The bench was wide enough to only give her support between the middle of her stomach, up to the top of her chest. Her tits fell through a space in the middle, allowing them to swing free. Another small wheel on the base tilted the stand, raising her ass higher in the air and lowering her head. Brock then strapped her arms and legs to each side and stood back to check out his work. Perfect. He reached under to pull her tits, and made a mental note to weight them down soon. Moving around behind her, Brock ran his hand over his daughter's ass and down between her thighs. She was soaking wet.

"Look at this pussy juice already. You are such a wanton whore. From this moment forward, you will not say a word unless directly asked a question. Do you understand?" 

"Yes Daddy," was all she said.

With that, Bob walked in. He was greeted by the sight of his niece's ass and cunt on full display for him. "Well look at this."

Brock turned to say hello to his brother. "What do you think? Pretty hot little whore, isn't she?" Nicky's face turned a crimson red. How humiliating to be talked about like she wasn't even present while they ogled her most private parts. Humiliating...and most exciting. 

Brock went over to the wall and grabbed a soft flogger. "She has obviously sucked and fucked before and for that she needs to be punished. As a matter of fact, Nicky," he continued as he turned to her, "you will be punished somehow everyday. One, because you are a slut and all sluts need daily discipline. Two, to always remind you that you are nothing but a whore put on this earth to satisfy cocks and finally, so you will never forget exactly who owns you." With that, he brought down the flogger over her ass. 

Nicky let out a bit of a yelp. When the second struck a bit harder, she cried out louder. By the time the third hit, she was screaming. Brock was egged on by her reaction, as well as the sweet redness rising in her ass cheeks. He stopped momentarily to rub them, and then continued. Meanwhile Bob pulled three small clamps from the wall and proceeded to attach one to each nipple. Nicky held her breath as they were tightened. Bob slapped each tit for good measure. 

Brock put aside the flogger and took the third clamp from Bob. "You best shove your cock in her mouth to keep the whore quiet." Bob wasted no time removing his pants. He grabbed Nicky's hair and pulled her head back.

"Open your mouth for Uncle Bob," he ordered her. She gasped at the jerking of her head, and Bob used that opportunity to slam into her mouth. He could hardly believe this was the same little girl he used to amuse with piggyback rides. Just then, Brock attached the third clamp to Nicky's clit. She screamed, and Bob just held her close to him and enjoyed the feeling her reaction was having on his cock. 

Brock pulled up a chair and sat next to her where he knew she could see him while her uncle fucked her mouth. "The pain will dull, Nicky. Soon you will feel nothing but the most pleasurable ache." She glanced over at him, unable to answer.

"I was very proud of you today when you shaved your pussy without being reminded. I expect I will never have to remind you to follow an order. Let us go over a few additional rules for your training. To recap, you will stay shaven, you will wear absolutely no clothes when in this house, and you will do what I say and when. Now this includes...suck your uncle's cock harder, baby. He needs to see what a good cocksucking whore you really are," he interrupted himself. Brock continued. "This includes your name. From now you, you will primarily be called 'cunt'. I will introduce you to people as that so they know what you truly are. I also expect you behave like a young lady when necessary and keep your grades up in school. Do you understand?" Nicky could only nod.

Brock stood to unzip and remove his pants. He walked behind her while she grunted, slurped and choked on Bob's cock. What a sweet sight she was. With no warning, he slammed his cock deep inside her and held himself there. Brock reached under with one hand and flicked the clamp on her clit. Nicky whimpered, but more importantly her pussy muscles clamped onto his cock, giving him the desired reaction. He started sliding in and out of her tight hole at a slow, but regular pace.

Bob felt the same clamping effect on his cock from her mouth, which almost sent him over the edge. He pulled out quickly, and slapped her face with his prick. Over and over he smacked her. "You fucking cocksucker, you are going to learn to worship cocks, crave cum and ache to be hurt!" With that, Bob unloaded a steady stream of cum onto his niece's face. "That's it, you hot little cumslut."

Nicky tried to lick up what she could. They talked so nasty to her, and yet it still sounded like compliments. She knew she had made him cum hard. She liked the reaction she got when they came. Her father was right about the pain. Her nipples and clit throbbed deliciously. She could feel herself slipping into a world she barely knew anything about.

Brock started to fuck her harder. "Hurt the slut Bob. I want to feel the cunt tighten on my cock again."

Bob did not need to be asked twice. He grabbed a different flogger and started swinging it up to connect with her tits. Nicky cried out as he beat them over and over again. 

"Fuck yessssss," Brock moaned. "Such a tight little whore." He took his thumb and shoved it into his daughter's ass. "This will be next," he warned her.

Nicky tried to keep breathing. As her father fucked her and stretched her ass and her uncle abused her tits, Nicky felt herself releasing, almost floating. There were no more doubts in her mind. She would be the fucktoy her Daddy needed, because it was now what she needed as well. She needed to be used and abused. She was a bad slut and she deserved it. Nicky smiled despite the pain her body felt.

Brock pulled out of her hole and moved to face her. "Suck the cum out, you nasty cunt." Without hesitation, Nicky opened her mouth and inhaled her father's cock. 

Bob dropped the flogger and moved behind her. His cock was hard again and he wasted no time in shoving it inside. "Oh fuck, what a tight little pussy you have, cunt". 

The men continued to slam her from both ends. When her uncle reached down to play with her clit and her father bent over to grab her tits, her own body started to convulse. "That's it. Cum you sweet bitch," her father ordered.

No one had to tell her twice. Nicky's body shook as her orgasm took over her body. Her twitching and shaking muscles only served to push the cocks using her to their limits. Bob pulled out and shot his second load all over her ass. He watched the contrast of his white cum running over her still red and slightly bruised cheeks.

Meanwhile, Brock grabbed her hair once more and lifted his cock from her mouth. He smiled as he looked at his brother's cum still dripping from her face and began adding his own to the mix. He shot some in her mouth, knowing she was probably thirsty. The rest added compliment to what was already there. 

The brothers stood back panting, looking at her just laying there. She was well fucked. Brock bent over to remove the clamps, once again releasing that scream from her that he adored so much. He softly rubbed her nipples and tender clit. "You did very well, cunt. You tests are not finished, but I must say I am very pleased so far and most proud of you."

Nicky smiled. Daddy was proud of her. She loved hearing those words more than any other. Brock motioned to Bob to grab something else off the wall. 

"Now you will stay here as you are and think about things. You will think about what a slut you are, and how much you love being Daddy's whore," Brock demanded. "You will think about some of the pain you experienced and why you will continue to take more because you need and deserve it. Do you understand, cunt?"

"Yes, Daddy. I do." She was so tired and weak it took all she had to whisper the words.

Brock grabbed the vibrator he had asked Bob to get and shoved it in her cunt before turning it on. Nicky's throat gurgled a low moan. 

Bob turned to his brother as they stood watching her. "Look at your cunt. Cum dripping off her, ass and tits a glorious red."

Brock smiled with pride. "She looks beautiful when she has been well used and covered in cum." After a moment of watching her squirm on the vibrator, he said to Bob, "Come on, bro. Let's grab a beer from the fridge. I'll be back for you later, cunt." 


With that, the men turned and left her. Nicky heard Uncle Bob ask about her helping his own slut serve at his party the following week. She lay there, still licking the bits of cum from her face that her tongue could reach. The vibrator continued humming. Looking around the room, she saw so many more tools to be explored. Sighing, she squeezed the vibrator inside herself, pushing it against her g-spot and forcing herself to orgasm again. 

Daddy was right. She really did need this. She truly was his cunt now.



The Making of Daddy's Slut Ch. 04



After his brother Bob left, Brock returned to Nicky in the dungeon. She was lying across the table as he’d left her, the vibrator still humming inside her. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing deeply. He simply smiled. 

“Come on, cunt. Let’s get you into the tub,” Brock said as he approached her. Nicky slowly opened her eyes and tried say something, but she was too tired to find the strength. He pulled the vibrator out and carefully untied her arms and legs before helping her stand. It was apparent she would not make it up the stairs on her own, so Brock scooped his little girl into his arms and carried her to the bathroom.

The water was hot and Nicky instantly felt the soothing heat reach her muscles. Her father took a cloth and gently wiped the dry cum he and his brother had left on her face.

“I am so proud of you, cunt. You acted like such a big girl today and followed all my rules. You made your Uncle Bob cum so hard he wants to use you again, and very soon,” Brock told her as he finished her face and moved to wash her back. “You do know that I will whore you out a lot, don’t you baby?”

Nicky moaned. The cloth was so soft on her back. “Yes, Daddy. I know you will.” The thought was most appealing to her. While her body hurt, she felt an unbelievable satisfaction is letting herself go and being just who her father wanted. 

Sleep came quickly that night, and thankfully so. When she woke the next morning, it was with excitement to be attending her first day of college. She found it somewhat difficult to concentrate in her classes, as her mind continually wandered to thoughts of her father and all that had transpired since she arrived merely days ago. A sudden yearning to pleasure him caused dampness between her legs. Nicky squeezed her thighs together tightly.

Brock arrived home from work before his daughter. As he changed into something more casual, he smiled at his good fortune. Imagine his own daughter moving all this way to live with him while attending college, just to find out he also gained a built-in subslut. The fact he now totally owned his little girl made the naughtiness all the more appealing. 

Just then, Nicky came bounding through the front door. “Daddy, I’m home!” she called to him.

“In my room, cunt,” he replied. He turned to see her enter the room, totally naked already as required. Damn, she was turning out pretty good. “Look at you, baby. What a good girl you are. Lay on my bed and spread your legs.”

Nicky quickly did as asked, eager to play and even more importantly, to be played with. Brock reached into the drawer and grabbed a small paddle. “It’s time for your daily spanking, cunt. I know this may sting a little, but I have explained why this is necessary.”

“I know, Daddy,” she whispered to him. Nicky knew she deserved this and braced herself.

Brock slapped the paddle down on her pussy. He watched as she jumped and did it again. She looked adorable biting her lip, trying not to cry out. His paddles between her legs caused her lips to become puffy and swollen, and his own cock very hard. He continued until he completed twenty smacks. His little girl took them all so well, never once trying to put her legs together. She was going to be a real pain slut with a little work and he couldn’t wait to watch another man do this while she sucked her father’s cock. 

“All done, cunt. You handled that very well,” he informed her. “Perhaps you deserve a little reward.”

Nicky could only smile as he lowered his mouth between her legs. She felt his lips kiss her softly, then his tongue snake out and slither up her slit and over her clit. “Oh Daddy, that feels so good,” she murmured. Brock continued, spreading her cunt lips opening and licking it all over. She groaned when he shoved to fingers inside her while sucking her clit into his mouth. He slammed his hand in and out, finger fucking her deep while he sucked and flicked her little nub. 

Within minutes, Nicky was thrashing wildly on the bed. Her hips pushed up, forcing her pussy into her father’s face. Her orgasm sent ripples of pleasure surging through her body and only when she begged him to stop, did he. 

Brock crawled over top of her and kissed her hard. He wanted her to taste every drop of cum that he had just swallowed. As Nicky sucked on her daddy’s tongue, the doorbell rang, jolting them both back to reality.

“I took the liberty of ordering us Chinese food for dinner. Perhaps you ought to answer the door, cunt.”

Nicky couldn’t help cringing. She was not yet used to this constant display of nudity in front of others, but obeyed her father and headed to the door. The delivery driver was fairly young, probably not much older than herself. Nicky grabbed the bags from him, trying not to make it painfully obvious that her nakedness was most humiliating. The young man just stood there with his jaw open. Brock approached the door with the payment, having taken the time to pull on a pair of shorts. 

“Hello there,” he said, passing the delivery driver his money. He couldn’t help noticing the guy’s cock getting hard. “I appreciate you getting this here so quickly,” Brock told him.

“It has most certainly been my pleasure, Sir,” the young fellow responded, his eyes never leaving Nicky’s ample tits.

Brock’s evil mind began to spin. “I have $2.00 here for your tip. If you’d rather Pete, I can make cunt here suck your cock,” he offered, noticing the man’s nametag.

Both Nicky and the driver spun around to look at him. She knew she would be expected to serve men her father knew, but complete strangers??? Meanwhile, Pete was readily agreeing to his customer’s offer and unzipping his pants. His cock was not very big, nor very attractive. It looked like it had been crushed in a waffle iron at one time.

“Go ahead, cunt. Suck him off while I take this food to the kitchen,” Brock ordered. He waited until he saw Nicky kneel then turned to take their dinner to the other room.

Nicky froze. “I can’t, Daddy.”

Brock stopped where he was and slowly turned. “Pardon me?”

“I can’t, Daddy. You don’t even know this guy.” Nicky watched for a reaction, afraid he would yell at her and make her do it anyway.

“That’s fine then,” Brock said, and turned to Pete. “I’m sorry to get your hopes up. It looks like cash is all you’re getting tonight.” With that, Brock pulled $5.00 from his pocket and sent the obviously disappointed delivery driver on his way.

Nicky breathed a sigh of relief and returned to her feet. At least he wasn’t angry with her she thought as she followed her father to the kitchen. Dinner proceeded normally but when they had finished, Brock told her she ought to just go to her room. She knew she had let him down, but thought maybe he had realized that she was right.

Sitting at her desk, Nicky began working on her homework for the day. She was excited about her college classes and dove right in, even doing some things that were not requested of her. Life was good.

No sooner had that thought entered her mind, Nicky heard talking downstairs. She strained to hear better, but could not make much out. Should she go down there? Daddy told her to go to her room, and never really said anything about being allowed to leave. Then again, he never expressed that she was to stay either. Curiosity being what it is, Nicky decided to head out and see who was here.

Part way down the stairs, she was able to make out the voices more clearly. It was that bitch, Irene! Nicky sat down and peered into the living room. There was that fucking tramp on her knees in front of her Daddy, servicing him. Brock had one of her nipples in each hand and was pulling them so hard, Irene was screaming on his cock. Nicky couldn’t stand watching this any longer. She marched downstairs and right into the room.

“What the fuck is she doing here?” she yelled at her father. 

Brock turned to see his daughter there, still naked and with her little fists on her hips. “I am going to strongly suggest you don’t use that tone with me again.” He watched as her chest heaved from anger. Irene had not missed a beat and continued sucking his cock into her throat. “Sit down on the sofa and do not utter one more word, do I make myself clear Nicole?”

She stomped to the couch and sat down. Daddy called me by real name, she realized. He didn’t call her cunt, and not even Nicky. And to add salt to the wound, she was being made to sit here and watch that whore do what she should be doing for her father. 

Tears welled up in Nicky eyes as she listened and observed. “Good little cunt”, “Sweet cocksucker”, “You make me cum like nobody can”. Hearing her father say these things to Irene while he fucked the woman’s mouth only served to anger her further. Nicky watched as Brock thrust one final time into Irene’s throat and held himself there while he unloaded his cum into her belly.

Brock never even looked at Nicky. “Go to bed now, Nicole,” was all he said. 

Jumping to her feet, Nicky stormed up the stairs as her tears fell. She cried herself to sleep while listening to the sounds of her Daddy using someone else.

The morning saw Brock up early and preparing for work. Nicky sauntered into the kitchen and poured herself some coffee just as he was finishing. The silence between the two made for a most uncomfortable atmosphere. He reached for his briefcase and then finally turned to her.

“Do you want to be my subslut or not?” he questioned.

“Yes, Daddy,” she answered, not looking at him for fear of crying again.

“Then you need to remember the rules. What I say goes. How can you possibly be a good slut for me when you don’t do as you are told? Irene knows that. Shed denies me nothing. I will not settle for less.” Brock bent and kissed Nicky’s forehead. “You will be tested again. You will not fail again, understood?”

Nicky finally exhaled. She would get another chance and she would not blow it this time. “Yes. Thank you Daddy.”

Brock headed for the door. “Have a good day, cunt,” he offered as he left for work. 

Just as Nicky was coming back into the house from college, the phone started ringing. She raced through the living room to catch it. “Hello?”

“Hello cunt,” Brock said. “Get a pen and paper. I want you to go to The Broadview Plaza and make your way to room 912. You are to wear only some heels and your long summer jacket. You will arrive with the gold clamps on your nipples in exactly 30 minutes. Have I made myself clear?”

“Yes, Daddy. I’ll be there,” Nicky replied as she furiously scribbled notes. She immediately ran to do as instructed, happy to be getting a second chance. 

She arrived at the room as instructed. Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door and waited. Brock opened it but before allowing her into the room, he ordered her to open her coat so he might make sure she did as she was told.

“Good girl. Come in cunt,” he said as he pulled her by the chain hanging between her clamped nipples only to leave her standing in the middle of the room.

“Cunt, this is John. I met him in the lounge downstairs. I have been telling him what a complete slut my daughter is, and how she deserves to be used and used hard.”

Nicky looked over to the man standing in front of the window. He was somewhat short, with dark hair that was meticulously styled. He looked to be well built and fairly trim. She had to admit, this was a lot better than that delivery guy.

Brock walked behind his little girl and removed her coat. After tossing it aside, he grabbed Nicky’s arms and held them behind her back. She struggled, but only for a second. 

John approached her slowly. “Look in my eyes,” he ordered. As soon as Nicky lifted her head, he pulled off the clamps. Nicky writhed in pain while the blood returned to her nipples. Brock let out a little laugh and pulled her arms tighter. 

“Your daughter has beautiful tits, just like you told me,” John said as he rubbed Nicky’s breasts. Without warning, he grabbed her right tit and sharply slapped the tender nipple. 

Nicky gasped and tried to pull away, but Brock held her tightly. Leaning forward, he whispered in her ear, “You know you deserve this for being such a bitch yesterday. I’m sorry cunt, but you need to learn, and you need to prove yourself.”

John grabbed Nicky’s hair and hauled her to the bed. He laid her across it, her head hanging over the side. Nicky took a moment to steal a glance at her father, who at seated himself on a chair in the corner. “Don’t let me down this time, babygirl,” Brock told her.

Turning her head back, she looked up to see John had slipped out of his pants and had his cock dangling above her face. It was a good size and very hard. Nicky was determined to make her father proud of her this time, despite the overwhelming fear inside her. Opening her mouth and tilting her head back, she accepted John’s cock as he slid it between her lips.

John looked down at the young college co-ed as he pushed his cock in and out of her mouth. He’d never used a slut while the father watched, but he was always game for something new. He closed his eyes as he felt her mouth suck him, her tongue expertly caressing his shaft. Reaching for her nipples, John pulled up to stretch them, marvelling at how well she kept working on his cock while he hurt her. He pushed in further, knowing he had a direct line down her throat this way. Somehow, she managed to open herself up and take most of him in, despite a bit of gagging and choking. John looked over at Brock and smiled. “Is your daughter’s cunt as good as her mouth?” he inquired.

Brock took a long sip of his drink. “It’s hot, tight and I suspect by now, very wet. Help yourself to it,” he said. His cock was growing harder by the second. There could be nothing sweeter than watching your own little girl get used after you whored her out. He knew she needed this if she was truly going to be his submissive, aside from his own selfish reasons of enjoying the show.

John pulled from Nicky’s mouth and ordered her to her hands and knees. Nicky quickly complied, although she was feeling somewhat sick at the thought of being fucked by this stranger. Regardless, her pussy was dripping wet, something that made her feel ashamed. John rubbed his cock between her legs and grinned. “You are one eager little slut, aren’t you cunt?” 

He wasted no time pulling on a condom and slamming his dick inside her young pussy. “Oh yes you little whore. You feel so fucking hot,” he growled. 

Brock beamed. He loved hearing other men talk about his slut like that. He knew he had a lot to be proud of in Nicky, and she was more than making up for her transgressions the day before. Brock watched, mesmerized as John slammed hard into Nicky. She in turn, was pushing back onto him. Her tits were swinging back and forth, bouncing in time with the fucking she was getting. 

John began slapping her ass, first one side, then the other. “You hot little fuck, you love being smacked while you get used, don’t you?”

Nicky managed to grunt a “Yes Sir” in between the poundings. She whimpered as his hands continued assaulting her ass. No longer did she care that she was in a hotel being used by a stranger whom neither she nor her father had met before today. All she cared about was the orgasm building inside her. 

“That’s it baby. Going to make your ass nice and red. You naughty little fucktoy,” John sputtered. He reached down, grabbed Nicky’s hair and pulled her head up. “Look at your daddy while you cum!” he demanded.

Nicky opened her eyes and looked at her father. Brock gave her a small grin and nodded his head. That was all she needed. Her pussy suddenly exploded, oozing cunt juice all over the cock inside her.

The spasms of the hole his dick was buried in were enough to make John cum right after. “Fuck yes you little slut! I’m cumming,” he groaned. 

As soon as he was done blowing his load, John pulled out and pushed the panting Nicky to the bed. He didn’t say anything as he grabbed his clothes and headed for the bathroom. Brock sat still in his chair, looking at his daughter laying there all sweaty and sticky. Her cunt was still glistening from her cum.

When John returned from the washroom, Brock stood up to let him out. “Back on your knees, cunt,” he ordered as he walked to the door. He and John shook hands and exchanged some pleasantries and John left without saying a word to Nicky.

Brock unzipped his pants as he walked back to the bed and behind Nicky. “You did very good, cunt. He really enjoyed himself.” He bent over to get a better look at her well-used fuckhole. Sticking two fingers inside, he pulled some of her juices out and rubbed it over her scarlet ass cheeks. “That feel good, slut?” he asked her.

Nicky moaned. It did feel nice and soothing. She smiled as he daddy caressed her stinging skin. 

“You pussy looks as little too stretched out right now. I don’t think it will satisfy my cock properly. Perhaps it’s time we broke in your other hole.” And with that, Brock began to push his cock inside Nicky’s tight ass….. 



The Making of Daddy's Slut Ch. 05



Brock eased the head of his cock into Nicky’s ass. He groaned quite audibly as her ass closed tightly around the shaft. Knowing he was taking his daughter’s anal cherry, he proceeded cautiously. Brock took his eyes off her stretching ass long enough to look at Nicky’s face. She was crying, she was taking it and she was a good girl.

“Rub your clit, baby. It will help,” he instructed her. Nicky quickly brought one hand up between her legs and began to masturbate. Little moans escaped her lips as the sensation aided her body in relaxing. The intrusion in her ass seemed less painful now. Brock could feel her acceptance of his cock now. Her hand was rubbing her clit furiously and he couldn’t help but to laugh out loud.  “Look at you, whore. You need to cum, don’t you?” he asked.

“Yes, Daddy! I need to cum so bad!” Nicky yelled back. 

With that, Brock began pounding his daughter harder. Reaching forward, he grabbed a handful of her hair and rode her ass until he could stand no more. “That’s it, cunt. You’re making your Daddy cum; cum with me now!” he groaned. He exploded in her just as she started to shake and quiver. It felt so good feeling her orgasm surround his cock as he unloaded his sperm inside his slut daughter’s virgin ass. 

Brock slowly pulled his dick from Nicky, and slapped her ass hard. “I am very proud of your behaviour today, cunt. You were the perfect submissive. You did everything you were told to do and never once whined or complained.”

Nicky looked over her shoulder at her father. Her ass was burning and she could feel his cum oozing out.  She loved hearing those words. “Thank you, Daddy.”

The remainder of the week passed quickly. During the day, Nicky was the perfect college student. At night, she was her Daddy’s cunt. Brock used her when and where he pleased. The daily “punishments” her father had warned her about were never missed. Sometimes she would look at herself in the mirror and smile. Behind the occasional bruise was a little girl who finally had her father all to herself. The fact that she was his fucktoy was a bonus. Nicky truly felt every girl should be so lucky.

When Friday finally arrived, Nicky was more than ready to enjoy the weekend. Walking in the house after her classes, she heard her father chatting on the phone.

“Yes………yes………It won’t be a problem,” Brock spoke, unaware of his little girl’s arrival. Nicky strained to hear more.

“No, she’s ready…..uh huh……Great, 7:00 tomorrow it is. Good bye for now, Bob,” he finished. As he hung up the phone, Brock released his hardening cock from the confines of his jeans. He stroked it a few times, thinking about the gangbang he was arranged for his daughter with his brother Bob. The thought of his whore servicing all those cocks makes him crazy with desire for her.

Nicky couldn’t stand to watch any longer. Without saying a word, she walked into the room, fell to her knees between her father’s legs and began to suck his cock. Her mouth is on him for mere minutes before he is shooting his load down her throat. Such a hungry little cumslut!

“Go now, Nicky. You need to get yourself dressed. We are going shopping for an outfit for you to wear at your ‘coming out’ tomorrow at Bob’s place,” Brock ordered.

Nicky wasted no time in locating the clothes she abandoned upon entering the house. While her last experience with her Uncle Bob had been severe and overwhelming, she knew she wanted more. She remembered hearing her uncle and her father discuss a get-together this weekend. Sliding her skirt on, Nicky licked the remaining cum from her lips. This weekend would be her chance to completely prove herself.

Brock drove Nicky to the nearest adult store. He wanted her in the sluttiest outfit he could find while preserving her little-girl looks and knew this was the place to get it. The store was virtually empty aside from a lone clerk who appeared to rather be somewhere else. “Go to the dressing room and take your clothes off, cunt. I will bring you some things to try on,” he instructed Nicky as he began pulling an assortment of items off the rack. The first thing to try on was a pair of tiny black leather shorts that only covered the top third of her ass, along with a t-shirt that might come low enough to cover her nipples, if she was lucky. Opening the dressing room door, he passed the outfit to his now-naked daughter. “Put these on and then come out and let me see how it looks.”

Nicky took the clothes into the room. She couldn’t believe how little they were. Wiggling into the shorts took considerable effort. The t-shirt was barely there. Surely Daddy must not realize what size she wears, as these are entirely too small. Just as she was about to open the door, she heard voices. Her father was talking with another man right outside the dressing room. Taking her hand from the knob, Nicky thought she might wait until the gentleman left, until Brock called for her.

“Come out here, cunt. I want you to meet someone,” Brock instructed.

Nicky took a deep breath, pulled the t-shirt down as far as she could and opened the door. She slowly walked over to the men, horrendously aware of the centre seam of shorts pulling up as she walked. She could feel her pussy lips now hanging from each side and virtually wrapping around it. The humiliation was enough to make her want to curl up into a ball on the floor and hide.

Brock beamed at Nicky. Never taking his eyes off her, he introduced the two people. “Bill, this is my daughter Nicky. She is now also my subslut. You can call her ‘cunt’. Cunt, this is a fellow Master and a good friend of mine.”

Nicky nodded and managed to whisper “Nice to meet you, Sir”. 

Bill did not acknowledge her greeting but instead turned to Brock. “She appears to have great tits.”

“Oh, she does” Brock said with all the pride of any father. Turning to his daughter, he demanded, “Show some respect and pull your shirt up, cunt. Let Bill feel your tits.”

All Nicky could do was close her eyes as she lifted the barely-there top. Her nipples instantly hardened, betraying her totally. Bill brought one hand up and pinched her left nipple. Nicky’s body was learning to respond delightfully to such torment. The two men talked about rather mundane things while Bill continued to assault her nipples, sliding his hand back and forth between the two. It amazed Nicky how this man could be pulling breasts, twisting her nipples and making her cry out and yet not even seem to notice as his eyes never moved to her, nor did his voice change in pitch. It was as if abusing sluts was second nature to him and he did it without thinking. Nicky found it difficult not to admire his restraint and authority.

The men began saying their good byes. Having never officially acknowledged her presence, Bill turned and left Nicky standing there with her shirt up and her nipples red. She felt like such a whore as she realized she had allowed this stranger to man-handled her in a public store without so much as looking at her, simply because her father told her to. Brock used the opportunity to slap her tits and bring her out of her daze. “Pull your shirt down. You look like a slut standing there like that,” he said as he smiled.

Brock paid for the items, along with a new set of matching nipple and clit clamps. Tomorrow night his little girl was going to look like a first class fucktoy and he couldn’t wait to see her used like one.

Saturday was filled with anticipation from the time Nicky woke. Her father had successfully turned her into a cockwhore and she couldn’t wait to see what this evening would bring. She spent the day preparing. Her pussy and legs were shaved, her eyebrows plucked and her make-up applied. She even spent extra time on her hair. She knew her Uncle Bob was expecting company tonight and she wanted to make him just as proud as her father was. This would also be her first opportunity to meet Uncle Bob’s slut and her attention-getting side wanted to make sure she looked better than the other woman did.

At precisely 6:30, Brock walked into his daughter’s room. She looked stunning as she sat there naked in front of her mirror applying some last minute perfume over various spots of her body. “Come over here cunt, and spread your legs,” he demanded. He carefully applied the new clamps to her nipples and then tugged on them. He wanted them tight enough to stay on, but not so tight that she could not wear them for an extended period of time. Without saying a word, Brock then kneeled between is daughter’s legs and applied the clamp to her clit. He performed the same test, although this tug brought a loud whimpering from Nicky, so he tugged it once more just for fun.

When he stood, he kissed Nicky’s cheek. “Get dressed, baby. It’s time to go.”

Nicky winced. The clit clamp was rubbing on the very narrow crotch of the leather shorts as she walked up to Uncle Bob’s door. Brock took notice of her discomfort, but offered no help as he certainly didn’t expect her to have the shorts on for long. Immediately up on entering the front door, the waves of shame and humiliation flushed over Nicky. How could she have been looking forward to this evening? Brock nudged her gently.  “Go to the living room, cunt. I am right here and I will not leave you,” he assured her. With a deep breath, Nicky summoned her strength and stepped forward. 

“Hey big brother!” Bob said as he crossed the room to greet Brock with a handshake. Pleasantries aside, Bob turned his attention to Nicky. “Turn around, slut. Let me see this new outfit of yours,” he instructed. 

Slowly, Nicky spun on one heel. As she did, so noticed the men sitting behind her. There were 3 others besides Uncle Bob and her father. She could feel their eyes scan her body and she had to smile to herself. Did they know that she personally would be responsible for making each man cum at least once tonight?

Just then, a tall, thin blonde appeared from the kitchen. Smiling at Nicky, she only nodded. Uncle Bob introduced her as “pet”, giving no other name. Pet carried an armful of beers for the men and proceeded to pass them out before moving to an empty seat on the end of the couch. She was dressed similarly to Nicky wearing shorts and a tank top, but her outfit was much less revealing. As much as she hated to admit it, Nicky had to concede that Pet was a very beautiful woman. 

Brock took a long drink of his beer then said to his daughter, “You belong to your Uncle Bob tonight. Behave and make me proud, cunt.” He kissed her lips then retreated to a chair in the corner of the room to watch the festivities. 

“Take your clothes off, cunt. We all want to have a good look at you,” instructed Bob. Nicky looked once more to her father, who simply nodded. With his permission, she proceeded to undress. Removing the tight shorts was both an embarrassment and a relief, as it took some of the pressure of the clamp on her clit. The men watched her closely and she blushed at the stares. Bob reached out to play with her nipple clamps. It burned a bit as he flicked them, but Nicky stood still. She stole a glance at Pet, who was simply sitting properly in her seat and smiling. Nicky just knew she had been in this same position many times before.

Bob grabbed her clit clamped and started pulling his niece to the coffee table. Nicky winced, trying to keep up behind him. “Lay on the table and spread your legs so you have one hanging on each side. I want you wide open for us,” he told her.

Nicky responded quickly, although the realization that her pussy was spread wide for all these men caused her body temperature to rise. She said nothing as her uncle invited his three friends over to take a look. A couple of them bent over, looking right inside her. The other stood back and made comments about how wonderful her body was. It felt good to hear such positive things.

Bob carefully removed the clamp from her clit, then without warning slapped her pussy. He delighted in seeing her body jump in surprise. “Gentlemen, this is my niece. She is in slut-training and you all are here to give the bitch her first gangbang,” Bob said proudly. The men responded with comments about who would be the first to do what with her. Nicky felt like a piece of meat.

Bob bent over and licked her slit. The cunt was soaking wet. He roughly shoved two fingers inside her, immediately drenching them in pussy juice. He rubbed his wet fingers across her tits and nipples, and then slapped them simultaneously. The added sting from the wetness caused Nicky to cry out, and the other men to laugh. With that, Bob knelt between her legs and slammed his cock inside without warning. Nicky gasped at the incredible intrusion. “She’s ready to be used, fellas,” Bob sneered as he pounded his niece.

Bob instructed one man to lie on the living room rug. Once he was in place, Bob pulled his cock out and ordered Nicky to go straddle his friend’s cock. 

Once again, Nicky looked to her father for approval. “Go ahead, cunt. Fuck the man,” Brock told her.

With that said, Nicky knelt over the man and slowly lowered herself on his cock. His dick was quite a bit smaller than the others she had inside her before, and it was easy to push him in. Bob grabbed a paddle and began smacking her ass. Nicky quietly tried to take the abuse while she slid up and down on the cock inside her.

“Harder, Bob. I want to hear her whimper,” Brock said from his watching chair in the corner. Bob needed no further encouragement and began wailing the paddle on her ass. Nicky was unable to remain silent now and began crying and begging for some mercy. A few more good smacks and Bob stopped, pleased with the redness of her ass. 

“I need in this ass,” he said to no one in particular as he readied himself to fuck her anally. His thicker cock scared Nicky and she begged him not to do it. She should have known this would only encourage him further.

“Jay, come and shove your cock in the slut’s mouth and shut her up,” he said to another friend. Bob reached forward for his niece’s hair and pulled her head back, then pushed her open mouth onto the man’s dick. He took his other hand and lined up his cock to her asshole. He pushed slowly, working the fat head inside her. Nicky screamed on the cock in her mouth while the man underneath her groaned. All three men seemed satisfied with this response. They used her holes and called her the most degrading of names.

The third friend moved close and started playing with Nicky’s nipples. He pulled on the clamps and twisted them, making her wince. “Stroke my cock, whore,” the stranger demanded. Nicky tried hard to balance herself on one hand in order to accommodate him. 

Brock watched intently, his own cock hard and needing attention. He snapped his fingers at Pet, who obediently ran to sit between his knees and began sucking him off. Brock wore an evil grin as he watched his daughter service four cocks. She was taking everything they had and he knew it would only be a matter of time before he offered her up to even more men. 

Nicky continued working all the cocks with every muscle in her body. No longer did she feel pain, but the immense enjoyment of being in subspace. She floated through the actions as her body was used and abused. Nicky knew at this moment that was just a fucktoy for these men and loved every minute of it.

Bob was ready to cum, and pulled out of her ass. “Here it comes, you fucking slut,” he said as he began spraying his load all over his niece’s bright red ass and back. The other men followed suit, spraying her belly and face with their own jizz, leaving her looking like the epitome of the perfect cumslut. Each pulled away and sat down to catch their breath, leaving Nicky sitting in the middle of the floor on the edge of her orgasm.

Brock grabbed Pet’s hair and pulled her off his cock. Walking up to his daughter, he offered his cock to her mouth. “Make your Daddy cum while you finger yourself. Suck my cock and give yourself some relief,” he told her.

Nicky gratefully opened her mouth and accepted her father’s cock. She could taste hints of Pet on his cock, but she was not jealous this time. Greedily slurping her father’s cock, she rubbed her clit hard. Brock could feel her body tensing and held off cumming himself until he knew it was time. As soon as Nicky’s body started to convulse, he held her head with his cock deep in his mouth and released his own load down her throat. Her quivering throat only served to milk every drop out of him, and her screaming and gasping only made him cum that much harder.

Nicky’s Epilogue

After a fast shower, I returned to the group only to be used again. It was the first night of many that my father and her uncle would allow strangers the pleasure of using me to cum. The previous week had been a whirlwind for me, and in that short period of time, Daddy had managed to change his “normal” college-age daughter into a cum-craving, pain-relishing whore. He made me fuck and suck all the time. Sometimes it was in public, but most often it was in private. I know on occasion my father has accepted money from men as a way of further degrading me, but I didn’t care. I was impressed that someone would actually pay his hard-earned cash for the pleasure of abusing this young slut while my father supervised. 

Five years later, I have graduated top of my class from college and am now employed with a large firm. Each day I go to work in business suits and knock some corporate bigwig over with my intelligence and creativeness. Each night I go home and shed my clothes at the door and become what I was born to be: my Daddy’s slut.