4 comments/ 95668 views/ 40 favorites Mary's Virginity Ch. 01 By: hisemerald Author note: This is a revision because I wrote two more parts and had to edit this one for consistency. Hopefully it's an improvement. I think it is. ~~~~ Eighteen year old Mary poked her head into her Daddy's study, where he was checking the mail; she was wearing a pair of his old sweat pants and an over-sized tee for pajamas. "Good night, Daddy." He didn't hear her, absorbed as he was in the letter he was reading. When she saw she wasn't going to get an answer, she slipped in and padded silently to his desk before touching his shoulder. He looked up absently, a frown on his brow. "Yes, dear?" "I'm going to bed Daddy, good night." She leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Good night, sweetheart." Dax opened the next envelope as she slipped from the room. He read the notice inside and frowned. Slowly, he got up from his chair and opened the safe hidden behind a painting. Inside were several toys left over from his days as a Dominant. He'd given up the lifestyle when one of his girls had gotten pregnant. The girl had freaked and tried to abort. He'd convinced her to leave the baby with him, though it wasn't his, and go her own way. Mary had never known a mother and he'd given up the lifestyle to raise her. He'd never thought he'd need the toys again, but the letter from Mary's school was incriminating, and not the first one he'd received. Dax pulled out a leather paddle, a wooden one and, after some thought, a set of vibrating anal beads and a pocket rocket. Dax's hand trembled as he set the last two items in his pocket. The girl's mother had been a pain slut and it was too much to hope it'd be genetic but his daughter showed some signs of enjoying pain already. He shook his head and almost put the toys back. His thoughts were evil. He'd raised her from birth and she was just eighteen. He'd been watching her for two years now, fighting these feelings. On her eighteenth birthday he'd given up, but couldn't find a way around their current relationship. Now he had an opening. He remembered to slip some lube into his pocket at the last second. The walk to her room was slow and measured. Dax knocked on her door, listening. When he heard a mumbled, "Yeah Daddy?" he pushed the door open and slipped inside. Mary sat up and pushed her hair from her eyes. The sweatpants lay in a tidy head on the floor beside the bed. "I have learned some disturbing things, Mary. I think we need to talk about them." "Now Daddy?" "Now, baby." "Okay." She smiled at him as she sat up and pushed out from under the covers. She swung long legs around and sat on the edge of the bed. "What's wrong Daddy?" Dax sat down and set the paddles between them. He watched as she looked curiously at them. "What are those, Daddy?" "These things I heard mean I have to punish you, Mary. The paddles will help me. Now, drop your panties and lay across Daddy's lap." Mary gaped at him for a full minute, even as something deep inside her thrilled to the command. "Y-yes Daddy." She couldn't bear to look at him so she turned her back and lifted the long tee enough to grab the waist of her panties. Dax's cock jumped at the sight of that young firm ass encased in navy blue boy shorts. He sternly willed it down. Soon she turned back to him, hands tugging the hem of her shirt down nervously. "Daddy, I really don't think that..." She squeaked as he grabbed her shirt and pulled her down so that she fell across his lap. Dax fell into old habits and caressed her ass before he brought a sharp slap down on first one cheek and then the other. "I don't think you've been thinking very much at all lately Mary. It is time to tell me the things you've done wrong." Mary yelped at the first slaps, then again when he started rhythmically smacking her ass as he waited for her to talk. "What do you want to know Daddy?" She whimpered the question, her face pressed into the bed. "I want to know everything you've been doing wrong." Smack! "Yes Daddy." Her voice got lower. "I skipped class." Dax picked up the wooden paddle with his right hand while his left caressed her already heated flesh. "How many?" "Six, Daddy." She writhed as six blows landed on her. She fought to keep her hands under her face. She didn't understand the growing heat in her belly. Dax laid the paddle down and ran a hand over the hot, pink skin. "What else have you done wrong?" "I haven't been doing my homework Daddy." Dax picked up the leather paddle and extended his range from her ass to down her thighs. Mary whimpered and moaned, writhing on his lap. "Oh Mary," Dax whispered as his cock rose against her belly, "I wish you hadn't liked this." "Why Daddy?" "Because I didn't want to have to do this..." His hand slid up her thigh and pushed between them to her pussy. He stroked the soft inner lips, finding arousal and joy in the dampness there. Dax shifted a wee bit and brought out the anal beads and vibrator. He went back to stroking her pussy and she wriggled with a soft moan. He continued a moment longer, marveling at her responsiveness, then picked up the leather paddle and started letting it fall on her back, no power behind the strokes, just letting gravity pull it down. "What else have you done wrong baby?" Mary cast desperately around for something, she usually was a good girl, and hit upon the one really bad thing. She whispered, "I let a boy put his penis in my mouth." Dax froze as wild jealousy stormed through him. He pushed it down and asked, in a strangled voice, "You put a boy's penis in your mouth?" Mary's voice was muffled against the bed spread. "Yes Daddy." Dax dropped the paddle and landed a flurry of blows on Mary's ass until she was nearly wriggling to get away. He changed tactics again and caressed her instead. He pushed her shirt up to stroke her back, brushed her hair from her face and traced patterns on the growing welts on her ass with his fingertips. "What did you think of it, baby?" "It was okay, Daddy. He kept making funny noises. And he tasted weird." "Are you ever going to do it again?" "I don't know. He kept trying to shove it down my throat." Dax kept his next question in the same conversational tone of voice, "Have you ever thought about doing that with Daddy?" Mary blushed and squirmed. She pressed her face into the bed, muffling her voice. "Yes Daddy." "What," Dax paused and cleared his throat. "What have you thought about?" "I wondered what your penis looks like, Daddy." Dax felt blood rushing south and hoped she didn't noticed the new bulge straining against her belly. He continued stroking her ass, thighs and back, slapping her every now and then. Her soft, white flesh was turning a deep pink under the loving abuse. "Is that all you've thought about, sweetheart?" "No, Daddy." Mary moaned as his fingers found her wet pussy then stroked the moisture across her tight ass. She lifted her hips into his fingertips as he pressed against the opening. Dax sucked in a breath at her responsiveness and reached for the lube. "What else have you thought about Daddy?" Mary gasped as the cold gel touched her ass. She squirmed when he breached her with the tip of a finger. "I want to know what you taste like Daddy." Dax nearly choked. "I'm sure I can help you with that, baby. For now, let's try something else. Do you know what anal beads are, pumpkin?" Mary wriggled as he pressed the first tiny bead against her ass. "No, Daddy." "Anal beads go inside your pretty little bottom. We're going to push them inside very slowly." He suited action to word and pressed the next one in. He bit his lip at the thought that just occurred to him. "Is there anything else you've been thinking about Mary?" "The teacher, Daddy." "What teacher?" He pushed the next bead into her ass then smacked each cheek a few more times. "The teacher who watched that boy put his penis in my mouth." "A teacher watched? Where was this?" "In the teachers lounge at school." "What was teacher doing?" "She was touching herself Daddy. She made funny noises too, just like the boy." Dax chose that moment to push another bead in and slide his finger a little ways inside her pussy. Mary moaned and whimpered. "Noises like the ones you're making, baby?" "Yes Daddy!" "What else did she do?" "After the boy's penis squirted the sticky stuff down my throat...are you okay Daddy?" Mary tried to turn to look at him, wriggling against the hard lump pressing on her tummy. Dax had made a strangled noise. He cleared his throat again. "Yes Mary, I'm fine. The boy...ah... squirted sticky stuff in your mouth? What did you do with it?" "I swallowed, Daddy, was that bad?" It took him a few tries to be able to answer. "No, honey, that was good. What did the teacher do after that?" "She made the boy stick his penis in her...her...um...privates." "Did you watch that?" "Yes Daddy. It made me wonder..." "What did it make you wonder, sweetheart?" Mary blushed brighter. "It made me wonder what it would feel like if you did that to me." Dax took a very deep breath and let it out slowly, thought about baseball for a minute. Then he pushed the last two beads into her ass and turned the vibrator feature on. Mary gasped and squirmed. "Oh Daddy!" "Yes baby?" "That makes me feel funny." Dax grinned. "Funny how?" "It makes me all hot and tingly and...Oh Daddy! I need something. More. Please Daddy!" Dax tried to regain control as she squirmed and panted and moaned on his lap. "More, baby? How about this then..." He picked up the other vibrator, turned it on and touched it to her clit. Mary screamed as hot pleasure coursed through her for the first time. Dax put a hand on the back of her head, getting a grip on her hair, to hold her down. "Come for Daddy, baby, that's it." Mary screamed and fought to get free as the strange sensations wound their way through her belly, out the top of her head and through her fingers and toes. It built and built until she was screaming non-stop. "Yes," Dax whispered, "Let it go Mary, come for Daddy!" The sensations all exploded in Mary's belly and behind her eyes. She bucked and he had to switch his grip on her, wrapping one arm around her waist to keep her from falling off. Finally, he pulled the vibe away from her clit, leaving the one in her ass on. Mary collapsed, panting. "Now, baby, do you still want to know what Daddy's penis tastes like?" "Oh yes please Daddy!" "Get on your knees then. Leave the beads in your ass." He helped her slide off his lap onto her knees then stood up and removed his slacks. His already hard cock sprung out. Dax was not overly impressive in length but he was rather thick. Mary stared in awe. "Your penis is bigger than Peter's Daddy." Dax chuckled even as he filed the name away for later use. "It's not that big, sweetheart but it serves its purpose." He sat back down and slowly stroked his cock. "Come closer baby." Mary shuffled closer, her eyes locked on the glistening head. Precum was seeping from the tip and she unconsciously licked her lips. Dax wrapped his hand around the back of her neck once she was close enough and guided her down. "Open your mouth baby." A moment later, "Ahh yes, that's right." Mary wrapped her lips around the head of her Daddy's cock and tentatively licked. The salty, sweet taste fascinated her and she lapped at it like an ice cream. Dax tutored her way through this first blow job, teaching her how to suck and lick at the same time, how to breathe when he shoved her head as far down on him as she could go. The blow job lasted several minutes, until Dax felt his balls tighten in anticipation of an orgasm. This was not the way he wanted to cum so he pulled her off. She looked at him anxiously, "What's wrong Daddy? Didn't I do a good job?" "Yes, you did a very good job but there must be other things you must be curious about, baby." Mary blushed. "Well, there is something Daddy." She squirmed and pushed her bum on her heels, driving the beads back in with a small moan. "What is it?" "I want to know what your penis feels like inside my vagina, Daddy." The words were whispered and Dax almost didn't hear them. He swallowed convulsively. "Is that all?" Mary thought about what the teacher had made the boy do. "Daddy, the teacher made that boy kiss her vagina." She looked down at her fingers and twisted them together. Dax picked up the remote for the beads and cranked the vibrating all the way up. "Oh! Daddy!" Mary squirmed and looked up at him. "Yes baby?" "That feels so weird and so good!" Dax smiled. "What did you want to know about kissing vaginas?" "Could you...could you show me why she liked it so much?" Blood surged into Dax's cock and he nearly moaned at the request. He patted the bed beside him. "Sure, little girl, climb up here beside Daddy and lay on your back." Mary scrambled up onto the bed and laid where he showed her, her thighs pressed tightly together, her ass tingling and so hot it was nearly burning. She squirmed a bit as the unfamiliar heat started to build in her belly again. Dax stretched out beside her and stroked her face. "You're Daddy's special girl, aren't you?" She stared up at him, eyes dark with arousal, face rubbing against his hand as she nodded. "You want Daddy to touch you, don't you?" Again she nodded. She squirmed at the thought, embarrassment mixing with arousal. She nearly purred when his hand moved from her face to stroke her throat and then over her collar bone. He stroked the length of sensitive flesh with one finger before moving lower, his eyes on her breasts. Mary watched his eyes and her nipples hardened under his gaze as she instinctively understood the depth of need and arousal. Dax cupped her breast and teased the nipple between thumb and forefinger. Mary gasped, her back arching, thrusting her breast into his palm. He pinched and rolled the nipple, Mary's mouth opened in a wide O of surprise as the almost electric shock of pleasure shot from nipple to pussy. Dax leaned forward and sucked her nipple into his mouth. He nibbled lightly and flicked his tongue across it. He delighted in her reaction. Mary's hands flew to his head, fingers driving into his hair as she tried to decide whether to press him closer or push him away. His hand moved to her other nipple and teased it. Mary was suddenly dealing with twin sensations she'd never had before. She gasped and moaned. "Oh, Daddy!" He bit on her harder and her hips jerked off the bed. He soothed with his tongue and she writhed. He moved his mouth to her other nipple and gave it the same treatment. Fireworks threatened to explode in her head. "Daddy!" Mary nearly screamed the word. "Please Daddy!" He stopped long enough to look up at her. "Please what?" "Please let me cum again Daddy!" "Of course baby." Dax lowered his mouth to her nipple and bit it again before sucking it into his mouth and worrying on it with teeth and tongue as he sucked. Mary thrashed as the heat built and built again. Once more the lights exploded behind her eyes and she screamed as it all released, washing through her from her pussy outwards. Dax slowed up and released her nipple, letting her come down again, though he didn't want her down too far. He wanted to know if his little virgin could squirt for him. Mary writhed and moaned as he kissed and licked his way over her belly, pausing to swirl his tongue in her belly button. He teased her thighs apart with kisses and nibbles. When she spread them a bit he pushed them open wide and knelt on the floor, hauling her forward so her ass was on the edge of the bed. He shoved the beads in deep and sucked an outer lip into his mouth. He was pleased that his daughter shaved her pussy. He liked the bare, pale flesh. When her Daddy teased her sensitive flesh with his tongue, Mary moaned and thrashed her head. Her fingers curled into the blankets when he slide his tongue between those lips and slowly licked up her slit. When he brushed against her clit, she twitched and moaned. Dax chuckled softly, spread her pussy open with his fingers and swirled his tongue around her clit without touching it. He sucked the delicate inner lips into his mouth and flicked his tongue back and forth over them. Then he moved back to her clit. As soon as he wrapped his lips and teeth around it, as soon as the tip of his tongue slid over it, Mary jack knifed forward with the intensity of the spike in arousal. "Oh Goddess Daddy!" Dax hummed softly against her clit and her body jerked backwards, bouncing a little as her legs clamped around him and her brain tried to process the unfamiliar sensations. Another orgasm started to build, reaching its peak almost instantly. "Daddy! I'm going to come again!" He slid a finger into her tight, hot hole and felt her spasm around him. Fluids gushed forth and coated his hand. It wasn't enough. He started fucking her with his finger, opening her, loosening her until he could put a second finger inside. "Tighten your muscles around my fingers, baby." Mary whimpered, "I don't know how Daddy!" "Like you are trying to stop peeing. Do it for Daddy." Seconds later, his fingers were nearly crushed by those muscles. "Now, come for me!" Dax immediately latched back on to her clit, finding the perfect pressure and combination of teeth and tongue. Mary writhed and thrashed, moaning then growling deep in her chest, as the orgasm built and built. Every stroke of his fingers, every lash of his tongue built it higher. Finally, it broke. Mary sucked in a deep breath then held it as her body tensed, back arched. She suddenly went limp and screamed her release. Dax's face and hands were covered in cum as she squirted all over him. He pulled his face back and fucked her harder with his fingers, guiding one of her hands to her clit. "Do what feels good Mary, come for Daddy again, squirt all over Daddy, be my little slut." His free hand went to his cock, stroking it, firming it up again. Mary worked her clit over with her fingers, desperate for more of this orgasm. She came again and again and again while Dax kept egging her on, fucking her hard and fast with his hand, until her fingers fell limply to one side and her voice was raspy. Dax stood and covered her body with his, kissing her face gently as she came back down. He whispered in her ear, "Your Daddy is going to fuck you now Mary." "Please Daddy," the request was a whimper, the merest breath of sound. Dax straightened back up and positioned a pillow under her hips. He put her ankles on his shoulders and looked down. Mary was still writhing as her pussy twitched. He put one hand on her belly to hold her down. She opened her eyes and looked at him. Her eyes were nearly black with arousal and need. She bucked her hips at him as he grabbed his cock and held it to her very tight, very slick entrance. He pushed forward an inch and groaned. "You're so tight, my slut." Mary smiled at that. "Daddy's slut," she whispered. She lifted her hips, driving him in a little further. Dax groaned. "Don't do that Mary, I want to do this slow, you're still a virgin." Her next words shocked and thrilled him. 'I am your slut already Daddy, just fuck me!" The words triggered the animal in Dax and he forgot all about being careful. He surged forward with a growl and ripped through her hymen. Mary screamed at the flash of pain that flashed into her pleasure like lightning tearing open the night sky. Dax stopped and held still, stroking her breasts, teasing her nipples. He leaned forward and kissed her, driving a little deeper. Mary kissed him back eagerly, her hands roaming all over him. She moved her hips as the pain morphed into hot pleasure, pleased when he moaned. "Daddy, Daddy, fuck me! Fuck my cunt then my ass! Now Daddy!" She thrust her hips against him impatiently. Mary's Virginity Ch. 01 Dax straightened up and complied with his hot little slut's request. He grabbed her hips and fucked her hard. He fucked her until she came again then pulled out and flipped her over, planting her feet on the floor and kicking them apart. Then he tore the beads out of her ass, fit himself between her legs and pushed the head slowly into her ass. It burned, oh god did it burn. Mary welcomed the intrusion. She was Daddy's slut and she wanted him to be happy. He stayed very still once the head broke through her ring of muscles, waiting for her to respond. Soon, as with the breaking of her hymen, the pain turned to pleasure. It was still hot and burning, but she welcomed it. She wanted it. She pushed back against him. Again he thrust forward, driving his cock deep into her ass. He shoved his fingers into her hair and pulled her head up. "I want to hear you scream," he growled in her ear. "Play with your clit." One hand gripped her hips, the other her hair and he was pleased to see her obey him. She reached between her body and the bed and pinched her clit. The reaction was immediate. Mary gasped and bucked. Dax pulled back then thrust forward. He fucked her ass hard. He pounded in and out of her until he broke a sweat, then he did it some more. Mary pinched and rubbed and teased her clit. She came again, her scream bouncing off the walls. Her ass clenched around him, locking him in place until her orgasm passed. He pulled back and shoved deeper, again and again. The slap of flesh on flesh was loud and overridden only by her screams as she came again. This time Dax came with her. He shouted his triumph to the ceiling as he dug the fingers of both hands into her hips and slammed as deep as he could get into her. Hot cum splashed her insides. The pulsing of his cock triggered another orgasm in her. Mary screamed and thrashed, bucking back against him until he pulled her hand out from under her. Dax pulled out slowly and she whimpered at the loss. Over-stimulation had her curling in on herself as soon as he stepped back from her. He wiped off his cock with the t-shirt she had stripped off, cleaned her up a bit and curled up behind her. He slowly stroked her arms and face as her breathing evened out and the shivers stopped. "And that, my girl, is what sex is about. There is so much more to teach Daddy's little slut and I am looking forward to it." Mary smiled as she passed out, sated and safe in her Daddy's embrace. Mary's Virginity Ch. 02 Mary woke up the next morning and stretched, confused briefly when her body protested with a little jangle of nerves and brushed up against a large, warm someone. She remembered in a flash, her Daddy spanking her, Daddy biting her nipples, Daddy playing with her clit, Daddy fucking her. And oh Goddess, Daddy's cock in her ass. She squirmed at the memory, her flesh heating with embarrassment and arousal. Then she noticed that her squirming against Daddy was making parts of him wake up. She looked at his face, saw he was still sleeping, then eased the blanket back. Mary wriggled down the bed until she was face to ...well, head... with Daddy's anatomy. He must have showered after she passed out because he smelled like Axe and sleep and that was it. She stretched forward and brushed her lips over the tip. She jumped in surprise when his cock twitched and slapped her lightly on the mouth. Her lips parted and she swiped her tongue over the slit and was just about to wrap her lips around the head when she found her hair grabbed and her head yanked back. "Good morning, baby." Mary rolled her eyes to look at him, her head imprisoned in his grip. "Morning Daddy. I was just...uh..." "I saw what you were doing. Rule number one, baby girls do not touch Daddy without permission." Mary's mouth dropped open in surprise. "But Daddy!" "No buts Mary. That is rule number one. If you're going to be Daddy's little girl you're going to learn what that means." He tightened his grip on her hair. Mary whimpered but lowered her eyes. "Yes Daddy." "Good girl." He released her hair and patted her cheek. "Give Daddy a quick kiss then go pee and brush your teeth. I expect breakfast to be started in ten minutes." Dax smiled as Mary crawled up the bed to give him a close-mouthed kiss on the lips then slid to the floor. He watched as she reached for a shirt. "Did I tell you to put clothes on Mary?" "N-no Daddy." She hesitated with one arm in a sleeve. "You are going to stay home with me today, baby, and you will be nude as long as we're in the house." Mary wasn't much of an exhibitionist and it was a struggle to force herself to drop the shirt. She lowered her head, "Yes Daddy." "Bring me the phone so that I can call your school, baby, then do as you were told." Mary grabbed her phone off the nightstand and turned to give it to Dax, her eyes on her feet. As soon as he'd taken it from her, she ran to her bathroom and closed the door. Dax stared at the door thoughtfully but decided to allow her to leave it closed. This time. Dax called the school and informed them his baby was sick and wouldn't be in that day, the following day was a wait and see situation. Dax fluffed Mary's pillows up behind him and leaned back, hands behind his head. Today, he thought, would be an intense introduction to the Lifestyle and some heavy training. He grinned. Shopping, then The Club. He made another quick call, to make sure those he wanted were still involved and hung up several minutes later, satisfied. He rolled out of her bed and padded into the bathroom for a quick shower then went into his room for clothes. He pulled on boxer briefs, tucking in the cock that refused to stay completely dormant this morning, then some dark slacks and a pale blue shirt that made his eyes a darker sapphire. He tucked it in, combed his hair, pulled on socks and shoes and tucked his wallet and keys into his pockets. Then he reached into the back of his top drawer and pulled out a little box. Downstairs, Mary was making breakfast. She kept glancing out the windows as she padded around the kitchen, her perky breasts bouncing slightly, nipples hard from the chill of the air conditioning. Her body felt energized and worn at the same time. Her clit was still tingling and her pussy was tender, felt abused, as did her ass. She ran a hand over a few remaining welts on her right ass cheek and smiled at the sharp jolt of pain. She was finally a woman and it made her happy. She was Daddy's woman. Mary set the table and poured his coffee, adding sugar and creamer until it was the right color. She hoped it was sweet enough. Then she put a plate of warm toast on the table, along with scrambled eggs and sliced fruit. She wanted to make perogies but the splatter from the oil just seemed like something that naked flesh shouldn't be near. Mary glanced at the ceiling as she heard her Daddy moving around and slid into her chair as his steps sounded on the stairs. Dax walked into the kitchen and raised a brow at Mary. "Have you done as I asked, pet?" Mary looked confused, "Yes Daddy, coffee is ready and breakfast is still hot. Please sit down before it gets cold." "You are in the wrong place Mary. Get up, take the cushion off the chair and put it on the floor beside my seat." He moved to sit down as he spoke. Mary's confusion deepened but she did as he asked, setting the cushion down then standing beside it, twisting her fingers together. He pointed at the cushion as he picked up his coffee with his other hand. "Kneel, ass on your heels, thighs spread, back straight and your head up. Keep your eyes down. You will not meet my eyes unless I tell you to, is that clear Mary?" Mary assumed the position he wished, placing her hands on her thighs, "Yes Daddy." He smiled down at her. "Good girl. Now, did you get my coffee right?" "I think so Daddy." "You didn't taste it?" Mary glanced up, surprised, then hurriedly dropped her eyes. "Of course not Daddy! It's your coffee." "From now on, you will taste it to be sure it's right." He lowered his cup to her lips and waited until she placed them against the rim, opened slightly, then he tipped the cup up, pouring coffee into her mouth. Some of it slipped out of the corner of her mouth and slid down her chin to drop on her chest. He sighed. "You're going to have to get better at that. Rise up, still on your knees." Mary pushed herself upright, her eyes lowered to the arm of his chair, confused. All these orders from Daddy were creating a maelstrom of emotions within her -- longing, anger, fear, peace, desire and a need she couldn't quite place. Her eyes flicked up as Dax wrapped a hand around her throat and used his wrist to tip her head back. He leaned forward and licked the coffee from her chin. "Mmmm... You definitely got my coffee right, baby. And it tastes even better on you." With his hand still on her throat, he pushed her down until her ass touched her heels again. Then he picked up a napkin and wiped her chest. "Remember the way that tastes, that is the way Daddy's coffee should always be." "Yes Daddy." A frown flicked across her face and Dax ate, watching the emotions play out. "Are you hungry, pet?" "Yes Daddy." Mary's voice was low. She hadn't been sure he'd let her eat at all. Dax scooped some eggs up on his fork and held them to her lips. "Eat then." He watched as Mary's mouth opened and she moved forward slightly. His cock tightened as he remembered watching it disappear into the same hot, wet cavern. Maybe a blow job before they left. Dax berated himself, 'Control, Man, seriously. You have her all to yourself today; the teasing will be just as good for you as it will for her.' He fed her steadily, between his own bites. Soon breakfast was over and he pushed his chair back from the table, turning it slightly to face her. "Stand up baby, I have something for you. It used to be your mother's." Mary rose to her feet, curiousity on her face. "You have something of my mother's, Daddy? How come I never knew?" "It's not something you give a small girl, baby, it's something you give a woman." He pulled the box from under his thigh and gave it to her. She turned the long flat jeweler's box over in her hands. She glanced at him and he nodded, so she carefully opened the box. She stared in confusion at the coiled chain inside. There were three ends to it, two with loops and one with a flat u-shaped bit of wire. "What is it Daddy?" Dax chuckled softly and took the box back. He spread his thighs and pulled her close to him. He set the box on one thigh and lifted the chain from it, holding it just below one of the loops. He wrapped his free arm around her waist and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. Her head dropped back as she moaned and her hands went to his head. He stopped, pulling back. "Put your arms behind your back, hold on to the opposite elbow. There is no touching Daddy, remember?" She did as she was told. "I'm sorry, Daddy." He resumed sucking on her nipple, tongue flicking over it until it was pebble hard. Then he pulled back and slipped the loop over it. He tightened it until she gasped. He did the same to the other side. The chain dangled between her breasts, the slim silver loops glinting in the morning light coming through the window. Pale pink lapis stones connected the vertical chain to the center of the one between her breasts. It fell over her belly, stopping just below her pelvis. Dax followed the line with his finger, sliding it over her slit and finding moisture there. "So, my little girl likes this treatment, does she?" Mary's face flamed as she nodded, her hair falling forward to partially hide her face. "Yes Daddy." "Good, because Daddy is enjoying himself thoroughly." Dax moved the dishes on the table out of the way then patted the empty place. "Sit here." He watched as she moved, a look of surprise crossing her face as the chain tugged on her nipples. He grinned at her as she slid onto the table, then he grabbed an ankle in each hand and placed her feet on the table, spreading her open and forcing her to lay back. Mary gasped again as her breasts slid over her ribs and the chain tightened. She watched as her Daddy leaned forward and parted her lower lips with his fingers. He sucked her clit into his mouth and bit down on it. She screamed at the intensity of the sensations as he teased her sensitive clit. It almost hurt. Her body spasmed as pleasure spiked hard and he pulled back. "No orgasm, baby, not yet." He flicked her clit with a fingernail then picked up the u-shaped wire and said, "It's a clip. It slides over your clit and inner labia." He slid it in place as he spoke and she wriggled, her breath catching in her chest. "Up you get, it's time to get dressed. We're going shopping. You have five minutes." Mary's eyes widened as she tried to force her body to stop being so aroused and get off the kitchen table. She made her way upstairs, legs widening when she discovered that walking normally made the clamp rub against her clit. Dax caught her and smacked her ass. She jerked forward a step and forced herself to walk properly. She came downstairs for minutes later, dressed in a short, denim skirt, white blouse most of the way buttoned up and untucked, and flip flops on her feet. Dax looked her over. "You'll do. We're getting you something new to wear anyway." He opened the front door and waved her through. Mary risked a quick glance at his face and he winked at her. She giggled and skipped to the car. Dax shook his head, amused, and simply locked the house and got into the car. "Where are we going Daddy?" "Next town over. There's a store there and some friends I want to visit." Mary's eyes widened again. "We're going to visit someone?" Dax laughed, "Yes baby, we're going visiting. You'll enjoy yourself, trust me." "Okay Daddy." She watched the scenery going by as they drove. An hour later, Dax pulled into the parking lot of a cement block building, painted white. The windows held mannequins dressed almost modestly in leather outfits. Mary looked them over, noting the lacing up the sides of one skirt and the same kind of lacing over the breasts of the other one. Her eyes widened and she glanced at Dax through her lashes. "Do you like those, baby?" "They're...nice, Daddy." Truth was leather had always turned her on. She'd snuck into Dax's closet and buried her nose in his leather coats more than once. Dax gripped her elbow and guided her inside, chuckling softly. The bells tinkled overhead and a woman in form-fitting latex pants and a vest so tight it looked like paint turned from a clothing rack she'd been looking through. She blinked, leaned closer and peered at Dax. "Dax? Is that you?" He looked the woman over from her strawberry blonde hair to the black painted toenails in dark leather sandals and grinned. "Rose!" He braced himself, letting go of Mary's elbow. Mary watched, eyes narrowing, as the Rose person launched herself at her Daddy, wrapped her legs around his waist and planting a big, thorough kiss on his mouth. Mary started steaming, face turning red. Dax glanced at his girl, noted her jealousy and decided to teach her a lesson. He hugged Rose and kissed her back, briefly, before setting her down and tucking her under his arm. He turned away from Mary and leaned close to Rose to speak softly in her ear. Rose giggled and peered at Mary before returning her full attention to Dax. Mary scowled and turned her back on them both, smothering a gasp as the chain tugged on her nipples and clit with the movement. She caught sight of the display case in front of her and her face flamed with embarrassment. Large fake cocks were laid out in rows, too big to possibly be based on anything real. Mary's pussy twitched. It was interesting, but she liked her Daddy. She blinked at the next display. There were vibrators and other things labeled "clitoral stimulation." Mary stepped closer, intrigued. She looked at things called bullets and eggs and something called a pocket rocket. Then her attention was caught by an oddly shaped toy. It was hook shaped, narrow in the middle and wider on each end. It was called the We Vibe II. It said, "Unique in design, this revolutionary product is the first ever toy that can be used while making love. We-Vibe II is smaller than its original, offers 7 new vibration modes with 2 speed settings. The innovative design allows for both external and internal stimulation for women engaging in both solo and partner play." Mary didn't understand it at all. She didn't know what a g-spot was and her experiences the night before led her to believe that the toy went in the front and the back. She squirmed at that thought. Suddenly there was a hot body behind her, broad shouldered and very aroused as it pressed into her ass. Hands slid around her waist. "Daddy?" She had opened her mouth to ask about the toy when a strange voice answered. "Can be if you want me to be, little girl." One arm clamped around her waist and the other hand slid over her hip. Mary screamed, "DADDY!" Two sets of footsteps pounded through the store, one heavy and one lighter, then the strange man's arms disappeared from around her. She whipped around and pressed back against the counter. She watched, frightened as her Daddy pulled the guy away from her then ducked out of the way of Rose's mace. While the strange man screamed at the burning in his eyes, Dax punched him twice in the left kidney and Rose called the police. Dax let the man drop to the floor then pulled Mary into his arms, stroking her hair. Dax pulled Mary into the back room, murmuring reassurances and apologies. "I'm sorry baby I shouldn't have left you alone. But look, I found something really nice for you to wear." He turned her in his arms so she could see the hangers on the hooks, little bits of leather hanging from two of them. He nibbled her earlobe and whispered, "I know you've been sniffing my coats, wrapping yourself up in the leather. So I am getting you your very own leather." Mary wiped her eyes and stared. There were three hangers. Two held pieces of slick black leather and an amethyst silk blouse hung from the last. She moved forward almost against her will, the disgusting man who pawed her almost forgotten. She lifted the first hanger off the hook and fingered the skirt. It was the one she'd seen in the window, a short strip of leather with corset lacing up the sides. It was low rise and would not fit much above her hip bones when on. She grinned at him and eagerly took the next hanger down. This was a braless corset. It looked like it would hug her figure tightly. The third hanger held a deep purple silk blouse. "Daddy! These are for me?" Dax chuckled. "Of course, baby. Why don't we try them on?" Mary hurriedly stripped off her clothes as Dax got comfortable in a nearby chair. She turned her back to him as she bent over to step into the skirt. Dax enjoyed the view, noting that her inner labia were swollen and slightly purple. It was almost time to take the clip off and he wondered what torment to replace it with. Ben-wa balls maybe. Mary straightened up, wriggling and tugging the tight leather into place. Dax caught her hand and pulled her to stand between his thighs. He tightened the lacing up each side then pushed her back slightly and grabbed the corset. "It has a zipper put in the front so that the next time you put it on it will be easy to do by yourself. But this time, you'll need help to get the sizing right." He turned her so her back was to him then fitted it around her body, tugging the nipple and belly chains out of the top so it wasn't pulling quite so hard on her nipples, then set about the painstaking process of threading the satin lacing through the rows of eyelets on the back. Once that was done, he pulled on them, tightening them until she gasped for air, then he loosened it just a little and tied it off. "Turn around baby." Mary did as she was told, staring down at herself. Her breasts had been shoved up but were completely bare. Her body was shaped more firmly and she felt incredibly sexy in the leather. She ran her hands down her sides and looked up at him, grinning into his eyes. "Oh thank you Daddy!" Dax reprimanded her softly even as he grinned back, delighted in the look, "Eyes down baby, remember your place." He watched as she dropped her eyes then reached for the blouse. "You look absolutely delicious and very slutty in that outfit baby. It's perfect. But since we're going out in public, we'll need to cover those luscious little breasts up." Holding the blouse open and up for her to slide her arms into, he watched as she slipped into it. Then he buttoned the middle two buttons and left the rest undone. The black and amethyst made her skin glow like a pearl in the light of the store and it took his breath away. He slid his hand around the back of her neck, unable to resist her, and pulled her to him, taking her mouth with a dark intensity, plundering it and stripping her of all thought processes. Mary groaned into his mouth, her hands sliding up his chest before she quickly dropped them to her sides. He bit her lower lip then broke the kiss. "Rose should have the last few things I wanted for you ready by now. But there is one thing we need to do still." Mary watched him as he bundled her clothes -- and her shoes -- under one arm and asked, "What's that, Daddy?" "Find a replacement for the clip of course. It seems it's a little too tight for you. You are more succulent than your mother was. I will find something else." He was watching her face as he spoke and caught the flash of interest and the slight squirm. He made note to look in the display she'd been in front of when accosted. He led her barefoot self back out to the main room of the store. Rose whistled softly when she saw Mary, chuckling when Mary blushed. "You were right, Dax, she is a delectable little treat." A pile of boxes was on the counter beside her. "I think I have all the things you asked for, although I'm not sure about the boots. We tend to go a size higher with this style, just to allow some room for the inevitable swelling." She watched Mary's eyes widen. "Don't worry little one, the swelling only happens if you're wearing them for hours and doing a lot of standing. I doubt your Daddy will have you on your feet long. Come and try them on." Mary's Virginity Ch. 02 Mary shrank back a little bit, somewhat intimidated by this bold woman who was so familiar with her Daddy. She moved forward reluctantly as Dax tugged her with him then gasped in surprise when he lifted her to sit on the counter and stepped back. She watched in trepidation as Rose settled on her knees in front of her, setting a large box to one side. Rose glanced at Dax and when he nodded slightly, she took one of Mary's feet in her hands. "Such pretty feet." Rose sighed softly with pleasure then tightened her grip, still gentle but very firm, and leaned forward. She licked along the bottom of Mary's foot, holding tight against the jerk of leg that occurred along with the shocked gasp, then sucked Mary's big toe into her mouth. Rose looked up the length of Mary's leg and met the girl's eyes, watching her reactions as her foot was bathed with tongue and, against the ankle bone and other sensitive places, teeth. Rose took greater delight as Mary's expression changed from one of shock to arousal. Dax watched Mary's face too, his cock hardening as he watched her head drop back in enjoyment. He sought to distract himself and moved over to the cabinet Mary had been looking in. He frowned as he studied the contents, his brow clearing only when he saw the We Vibe II. He moved around behind the counter and pulled the box from the display. A glance at Rose and Mary showed one boot on and Mary twitching with pleasure as Rose worshiped her other foot. Quickly, he read the box, a grin growing as he did so. Rose carefully zipped up the second boot, smoothing the slick leather over Mary's calf before dropping a kiss on the inside of her knee. Then she pushed to her feet, caressed Mary's thigh and left the girl panting as she turned to Dax. "What have you got there?" She laughed as Dax showed her, talking quietly to her. Rose glanced at Mary, noting that the girl was starting to come down from her arousal and mentioned this to Dax. "I have batteries, of course, if you want her to wear it out of here, I have no objections. She's already wearing a fortune in leather." Dax smiled and kissed Rose lightly. "Thank you, my dear. I think we'll do that. Everything else can go into the bag." He handed her the box then turned to Mary, walking up to her, between her knees and effectively pinning her to the counter. "How are you doing baby?" Mary lifted heavy lidded eyes to his and smiled before her eyes drifted shut. She wasn't sure she was all the way in her body; she felt so good and so...liquid. "I'm good Daddy. Really good." He stroked up the insides of her thighs, then over her stomach. "I'm glad to hear it, little girl. I have something else for you." He started sliding down the zipper of her corset and Mary's eyes flew open. "Remember I said I was going to replace the clip?" His hands drifted over her body as he spoke. "Yes Daddy." She closed her eyes and relaxed a little more, leaning back on her arms, as he caressed her belly then her inner thighs. She never noticed as Rose moved behind her and handed the lubed We Vibe to him. When she found herself supported by Rose and new hands on her breasts, Mary almost didn't mind because by then he'd unclipped the center chain from the one connecting her breasts and was in the process of sliding clip from her. Rose held the girl in place as she gasped in shock at the sharp stab of pain as blood rushed back into her clit and labia. She watched Dax crouch down and slowly lave the abused pussy with his tongue. Memories rushed through her as she watched him prepare Mary for the new toy. Jealousy followed then was gone in a flash. Dax had never treated her with such firm tenderness; there was never the kind of love for her as there was for Mary. She wondered if Mary was actually his daughter or if he'd kept her when that stupid slag debra had gotten pregnant because he'd wanted a baby. She resolved to ask him. Mary's head lolled on Rose's shoulder, soft happy noises escaping her as Dax laved her most private place, easing the shock of the blood rushing back. She didn't even mind Rose's hands on her breasts. She was just feeling so mellow and had little waves of pleasure coursing through her, she couldn't think of anything better. Dax molded the vibe to fit her shape better, turned it on and fitted the longer end of the hook against her slick entrance. He smiled at Rose, "I don't think we needed any extra lube." He grinned when Rose laughed softly then cut his eyes to watch Mary's face as he pushed the vibe in place. Mary would have jack-knifed forward at the sudden surge in feelings if Rose hadn't wrapped her arms around her. She gasped with shock as the vibrations rattled her core and her clit at the same time. Mary writhed on the counter top, an orgasm fast approaching, mindless with the abrupt amount of pleasure. She had never experienced anything like it. Rose looked at Dax, her grip tightening on the girl. "Are you going to let her cum?" He pulled the vibe back a little bit, so it wasn't pressed against her clit and g-spot. "It's a possibility." He watched Mary as Mary panted and whimpered in frustration. "I think she'd settle down if I did." Rose nodded. "Do you mind if I help her along?" she asked. "Not at all, Rose. It'd be a good lesson for her." He pushed to his feet and unbuckled his belt, opening his pants. He watched as Rose lowered her mouth to Mary's ear and spoke softly to her as her hands roved over the young, perky tits, tugging on the chain. Mary groaned, her eyes locking on her Daddy as he pulled his cock out of his briefs. He grinned at her and shoved the vibe back in. Mary's back arched and she sucked in a breath on a silent scream. She planted her feet on the edge of the counter, writhing against the vibrations, trying to escape them and make the sensations increase at the same time. Rose playing with her nipples confused her senses and jacked her pleasure upwards. "Daddy! Please!" Mary screamed the words out. He stepped between her feet and pulled her ass to the edge of the counter. "Please what baby?" A growl started in her chest and tore from her throat. "Cum Daddy! LET ME CUM!" Dax grinned at Rose's surprise. "My baby is a passionate girl." He turned to Mary, looking her in the eye as he stroked the tip of his cock against her outer labia. "Not yet. We're going to see if all the claims on the package are true." With that he drove inside her, gripping her hips as the vibrations assaulted him in a never before felt sensation. He ground his teeth together for grip on his control and pulled back out. He fucked her hard, winding her up as his own orgasm built within him. He forgot Rose, forgot their surroundings, forgot everything but the twin sensations of her muscles clamping down on him and the vibe sending little shockwaves of pleasure from the tip of his cock to his balls. Mary screamed again, near tears as she fought back the impending orgasm, "DADDY! Please Daddy!" Dax's teeth ground together and he growled out his permission. He dug his fingers into her hips, head thrown back as she clamped down tighter on him and the twin sensations drove him to the brink. "Now baby! Cum for Daddy!" Mary's breath stuck in her throat and her whole body tensed for a long moment then she jerked, spasming as her orgasm tore her apart and put her back together again. Her Daddy's orgasm followed seconds later and each pulse from him brought a mini-wave from her. They wound down together, eyes locked on one another's, blind to everything else. It was several minutes later before Rose cleared her throat, having had her own orgasm. Her best in months. "Dax, for that, you may have the We Vibe on the house." Rose smiled at him, watching as he brought Mary down and cleaned her up, though he left the new toy in place. She gauged the girl's state of mind then asked quietly. "May I ask you a personal question, Dax?" He glanced at her, surprised. "Of course Rose, we are old friends, ask whatever you'd like." Rose bit her lip then glanced once more at Mary before leaning close. "Is she really your daughter?" Dax chuckled. "No. Debra cheated on me with someone at the Club. They were not as careful as they should have been. Not only did I find out almost immediately, but she got pregnant. I refused to let her abort, I had say in the matter as she was still technically mine at the time, and I kept her in my collar until she gave birth. Then I released her and sent her on her way." Rose nodded. "That's a little bit of a relief Dax." Dax laughed. "Honestly, Rose, do you think I'd touch a genetic daughter?" He stroked Mary's hair and smiled at her. "I never planned for this to happen but I couldn't be happier." He helped Mary to her feet and stood her by the door while he and Rose completed their business. "Thank you for making this day so much more fun." Rose laughed. "You are most welcome. You always did inspire the best orgasms." She bagged the collar, leash, anal training kit, Ben-wa balls and the bondage tape then tossed in the clothes Mary had worn to the store and handed him the bag. "Come back and see me soon you two." Mary smiled a little vacantly as her Daddy ushered her out. Mary's Virginity Ch. 03 Dax handed Mary into the car, brushing his lips across her forehead. "I love you baby. You were such a good girl in there." Mary looked up at him, her eyes still dark with arousal as her body lazily started to wind up towards another orgasm as the We Vibe continued to work on her. "Thank you Daddy, I love you too." Dax moved around the car and Mary stared at the dash as her brain started to process what had just happened. She had new clothes, she rubbed a palm on the new leather skirt, and new toys and a woman had licked her feet. She didn't understand why she liked that but she did. Then the woman...Rose, Mary remembered her name was Rose... held her while Daddy fucked her. That aroused Mary in a few different ways. She liked being watched. She didn't like Daddy being seen by anyone but her but being watched while her strong and handsome Daddy used her, showing someone else what a good slut she was, that made her happy. And Daddy was proud of her. That made her feel good too. It looked like Rose had been happy with the way things had gone. For some reason, that made Mary's insides twist a bit. She liked making other people happy, especially her Daddy, and really he was all that truly mattered. Mary glanced at him out of the corner of her eyes as he turned up the stereo and sang along with an old rock song. "Daddy?" "Yes, baby." Dax subsided into humming while he waited for her to formulate her question. "I didn't like Rose touching you but..." Mary hesitated. She was sure telling him things would make him do them more and that thrilled her but scared her too. Dax glanced at her as she fell silent. He was pretty sure that he knew where she was going but wanted her to say it. It was important she feel like she could tell him anything. "But what, pumpkin?" "But you were so happy when she was holding me and watching you f...fu..." she stumbled over the word and switched it to something else, "when you put your penis in me." "You mean when I was fucking you?" Dax laughed as Mary blushed. "It's okay to say it. I will make love to you and I will fuck you. As long as you remember that when I fuck you it's still me showing you I love you, you'll be fine." "Okay Daddy." Mary nodded then pushed through what she wanted to say. "I want to try to make sure that you being happy matters more than my being happy." Her mouth felt dry and she tried to lick her lips. "That's where you're wrong Mary. Your being happy is very important. A happy slave means a happy Master." He caught her mouth dropping open out of the corner of his eye. "You're my girl, baby. You belong to me. That makes me your Master and you my slave." "But you're Daddy." "Yes, I'm your Daddy and you're my baby, but there's no difference really. It's just in the way we see it that makes it seem different." Mary looked confused. "I belong to you?" "Do you want me to teach you everything and help you grow into the best person you can be?" "Yes." "Do you want to make me happy?" "Yes." "Do you love me?" "Of course Daddy." "Do you want to belong to me?" "Oh yes, Daddy." Her face and voice lit up with joy. "Then you are mine." He patted her knee. "And that means I'm yours too. Because I love you and I want you to learn and grow and be the best person you can be. And I want you to be happy. And I love you just as much as you love me. No one else has made you as happy as you have pumpkin." He pulled into the driveway of a large brownstone and Mary gave the house a curious glance but kept her attention focused on him. He turned to her and cupped her face in his hands. He stroked her cheeks with his thumbs and caressed her face with his gaze. "I will always be in love with you Mary and I will always be your Daddy." Mary's smile lit up Dax's world. "I always want to be your baby, Daddy. No one else could matter as much as you do." Dax kissed her lightly. "Let's go inside, I have something for you then." He pulled a box from the console, tucked it into his jacket and slid a hand up her skirt. "One last thing, you're getting too used to this." He pressed hard on the vibe covering her clit, grinning evilly as she gasped and writhed. He teased her nipples with his free hand and brought her to the edge of another orgasm before stopping. Mary growled in frustration and tried to hold his hand in place when he pulled back. Dax tugged free, gave her a little slap on her inner thigh that made her yelp and slipped from the car. He moved around and opened her door, holding out his hand for her. "Daddy, please!" Mary's voice was plaintive. "Let's go Mary." His voice was firm and he wiggled his fingers for her to place her hand in his. Mary shuddered and fought the need to cum. She made pleasing Daddy her greater need and the physical eased a little bit. She carefully worked her feet out of the car, slipped her hand in his and let him help her to a standing position. Mary tilted her face up to smile at him and he dropped a little kiss on her nose. "Now, stay to my left and one step behind me. Is that clear?" "Yes Daddy." She watched as he turned towards the house, waited until he'd taken a step forward and started his second step then moved to follow him. By the time they got to the door it had been swung open wide and a very large man had come out, his arms spread wide and a huge smile on his face. "Thanatos! It has been too long, my friend." He swallowed Dax up in a hug. Dax laughed. "I haven't heard that name in a very long time! It is good to see you, Stuart." Mary stayed behind her Daddy staring up at the large man in surprise and a small amount of fear. He was bald as a cue ball, almost six and a half feet tall, had piercings in his left ear, over his right eye brow and at one corner of his mouth. A tattoo crawled up the left side of his neck and his bare arms were covered in a dizzying and dazzling amount of ink in all colors. He wore a leather vest and pale blue denim jeans with Doc Marten's on his feet. He peered over Dax's shoulder and winked at Mary. Her face flamed and she dropped her eyes. "So who is this young thing, you old rogue? A new toy?" Dax turned and wrapped a hand around Mary's wrist, tugging her forward. "Stuart, this is my babygirl, Mary. Mary, say hi to Stuart." Mary swallowed and tried to shrink against Dax as Stuart looked her up and down. "Hello Stuart." Her voice was a squeak and she blushed deeper. He laughed and swallowed Mary in a hug. "Any girl of Dax's is a friend of mine. Welcome to my club!" He stood back and swept a hand at the door. "Come on in." Dax tried to move forward and found Mary statue still. "Come on baby, you'll have fun, I promise." Mary swallowed, staring at the dark cave of a doorway. Then she resolutely stepped forward, her chin unconsciously lifting. She was Daddy's girl after all. "Yes Daddy." She moved through the door as both men ushered her forward and gaped at the décor. Stuart lifted a brow at Dax. "Daddy eh? That's a new role for you." Dax spoke quietly as he watched Mary stare at everything. "That's Deb's baby. I raised her. Now I am claiming her." Stuart's eyes widened. "Well, you managed to do something no one has in a very long time." "What's that?" "You've surprised me!" Dax laughed briefly then sobered and dropped his voice. "Is he still here?" "You mean the one Deb screwed with?" At Dax's nod, Stuart shook his head in the negative. "Shortly after you left, he got his ass booted out. He'd tried stealing too many girls and none of the house girls would touch him." It was Dax's turn to lift a brow as they moved into the house. "Oh? Why's that? Your girls are rather varied and open in their kinks." Stuart barked out a laugh. "I know! But he was too strange even for them. He liked roman showers and would spike their drinks with, of all things, eye drops. It made them really sick and he would fuck them while they were puking. I rescinded his membership, gave him back every penny and kicked his ass out of here." He lowered his voice. "I told him that if I ever heard of that happened anywhere else I would skip calling the cops and take care of him myself. We don't judge people's kinks here but I do have house rules." He rubbed his face. "Poisoning my girls is well beyond anything even I would consider safe and acceptable." Dax frowned, latent anger resurfacing. "I'm glad you got rid of him, for your girls' sake and that of your reputation. We also don't need him around Mary." Stuart appraised the girl as she wandered deeper into the main lounge, looking at the framed pictures on the wall. "No, we don't. He wouldn't care that she's biologically his, he'd take her." Dax's hands curled into fists. "No one will have her." Stuart clapped his hand on Dax's shoulder. "No worries. She's safe here. We've got better security than Fort Knox. Now, you said you had something you wanted to do here." He snapped a finger and a girl, dressed in nothing more than a few silk scarves, strategically placed, came in with a coffee service on a silver tray. She set it on a low table between a couch and a pair of wing back chairs, all done in leather. Stuart led Dax to a chair and waited until he was seated before sitting himself and nodding at the girl. She knelt at the end of the table and looked inquiringly at Dax. "Two sugars and double cream, Lea." Dax called Mary over and tugged a small pillow off the couch, laying it on the floor between his feet. Mary knelt on the cushion, gasping as the vibe pressed harder against her. Dax chuckled. "Give the coffee to Mary, Lea; she will make sure it's right." Lea's eyes flicked from Dax to Stuart, who nodded imperceptibly, then to Mary. "Yes Sir." She stirred the coffee and held it out to Mary. Mary took it carefully and sipped it. She closed her eyes in pleasure then swallowed. "It's right, Daddy." She turned slightly and lifted it up to him, keeping her eyes down. Dax lifted Mary's chin until she looked up at him. He smiled at her then nodded his thanks to Lea before taking the cup. His eyes locked on hers, he deliberately turned the cup and sipped from the same place her mouth had been a second before. He chuckled as Mary blushed, grinning at him. Swallowing the mouthful of coffee he smiled at both girls. "Very good, Lea." Mary settled herself back down, her head on Dax's thigh, shifting to try and make it so the vibe didn't press against her any harder than it had to. She watched Lea serve Stuart, envying the stroke of hair he gave her. Stuart watched Mary shift around then laughed suddenly. "You have a vibe on her don't you, you evil old man." Dax looked unrepentant. "Of course. This is her first full day as my girl and she's getting a crash course. She's doing very well." He stroked Mary's head as he would a favored pet. "We went to Rose's store this morning." "I thought I recognized the leather work. She is incredible." Stuart looked over Mary's clothing with a critical eye. "What else did you get?" "A delightful contraption called the We Vibe II. It's what is currently tormenting my baby." "Oh! I've heard of those! They look wonderfully wicked." Lea spoke eagerly then slapped a hand over her mouth and peered at Stuart through her lashes. Stuart's face darkened in anger and Mary shrank back from the imposing sight as he spoke. "Come here Lea, assume the position." Mary watched, shocked, as Lea slowly rose to her feet and approached Stuart. The girl stopped beside Stuart's knee then bent over, her belly resting on his lap, hands laced behind her neck, feet together. Stuart placed one hand on Lea's lower back then asked, "How many words did you speak, girl?" "Nine, Master." Lea's voice was quiet. "And what are the rules?" "Girl is not to speak unless spoken to and then never to refer to herself in the first person when in the presence of others." Lea's voice was strong but quiet and Mary could hear it thickening like she was going to cry. Mary watched, riveted and thrilled by the rules, even as she hoped Daddy never imposed them on her. Stuart nodded, stroked Lea's ass. "What is the punishment?" Lea had to swallow twice before she got it out. "One spank for every word spoken and five for every first person pronoun." "So how many will you receive?" "Girl will receive fourteen, Master." "Count them out." Stuart didn't give her a chance to reply but lifted his hand and brought it down with a sharp slap on Lea's bare ass. "One Master!" Lea's words were almost a scream and a tear leaked down her cheek. Mary looked up at Dax and he shook his head, turning her face back to Lea. Mary flinched at the next smack, it sounded louder than the first one. She watched as Lea counted out all fourteen blows, frowning as Lea started sobbing. Stuart rubbed the hot, red flesh, taking the sting out. "Will you remember now, pet?" "Yes Master." Lea swallowed more tears. "You will answer any questions Mary may have for you but you will not speak unless asked a direct question. And you will answer honestly, without fear of the consequences. Is that clear?" "Yes Master." At his nudge, she slid off his lap and knelt beside his chair, wiping her face with the palms of her hands. Stuart nodded at Dax. Dax looked down at Mary when she turned her face up to him. "Do you have any questions?" Mary was positively bursting at the seams with questions but she wasn't sure if she should ask. "Yes Daddy but..." "No buts Mary. If you have questions, ask them." Mary ducked her head. "I have a lot of questions Daddy but I don't want to take up all your time with them." Dax considered a moment then looked at Stuart. "Is it alright if Lea takes Mary to the corner?" Stuart nodded. "That's fine." He placed a hand on Lea's shoulder. "Take Mary off and answer her questions, pet." "Yes Master." Lea rose to her feet then held out her hand for Mary. After a quick look at her Daddy, Mary got to her feet and took Lea's hand, letting her lead her to a corner. She followed Lea's example and knelt beside her, shifting so she could watch her Daddy. When Lea made a gesture like she was to begin Mary took a deep breath. "Did that hurt?" Lea shook her head. "Not a lot, girl likes spankings." "Then how can they be a punishment?" "Ah, but there is a big difference between punishment and play, Mary. It's all in the head." "What do you mean?" Lea considered her answer then said, "When girl first came here she had a Master who was abusive. He hit her because it made him happy. Usually that's enough for girl but this one..." Lea paused then shook her head. "He didn't care. A good Master cares. It matters to him what is a turn on and a turn off and where a girl's limits are. That one didn't care and Lea got hurt a lot in bad ways. Master saved her." She stopped to make sure Mary was following. When Mary nodded, Lea continued. "Master made her proud again. Not vain, but proud of her service and proud in those she serves. Lea is proud of herself but not prideful. And because Lea is proud of how she serves her Master, when she disappoints him it hurts her." Mary looked confused. "I don't understand." Lea looked thoughtful for a moment. "When you get a good grade in school, are you proud of yourself?" "Yes." "What are you proud of? The way your brain works or the result of your work?" "The result of my work, I think." "That's what Lea is talking about. She works hard to make her Master happy and takes pride in her work; otherwise it wouldn't be very good. But sometimes even a devoted girl screws up and her Master has to punish her." Lea looked at her fingers and whispered. "Master has been so good to girl that it hurts her heart to disappoint him. That's why Lea cried. Not because the spanking hurt but because she had disappointed him." Mary opened her mouth then closed it again as understanding dawned. "Oh! I get it!" Lea smiled and patted her knee. "Can you teach me how to serve properly?" "If your Daddy wants you to learn and Master says yes." Mary launched into another dozen questions about serving and being a slave. Dax watched with a fond smile on his face as Mary's hands moved while she talked. Stuart watched Dax for a few minutes then laughed softly. "You've got it bad, my friend." Dax turned his attention to Stuart and nodded. "I know. I've never felt like this about anyone. I feel a little guilty though. I've raised her as my daughter and now I'm changing our relationship completely." "You may have to move, man." Dax nodded. "I know. But first things first." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a jeweler's box. He handed it to Stuart. "This is what I'm going to put around her neck. I bought it a long time ago, not knowing who it was for. I just knew it was perfect. And it is perfect for her, it suits her well." Stuart opened the box and stared at the contents. Inside was a slim leather collar, the circle created by the braiding of a dozen slimmer pieces of leather in several shades of purple. Hanging from the center on the front was an onyx pendant with a sparkling, rainbow colored rose embossed on it. The back was a locking, screw plate clasp. "It's beautiful, and you're right, it's perfect for her. When do you wish to do it?" Stuart handed back the collar. "Well, with you and Lea as witnesses, I think we can do it now." Dax looked eager to claim his girl. Stuart held up his hand. "Whoa, Dax! What about doing it properly, a party, friends around you? You dropped off the radar after the incident with Debra and I know that there are many people eager to see you again. And I am sure there are still several girls who-" Dax interrupted him. "I don't care about the girls. I have Mary. And I'd rather not have her moment spoiled by the jealousies of slaves who couldn't hold my interest then and won't now. We can come back another night for a party. For now, please, just grant me this one request." Stuart thought a moment then nodded. "Alright, but you'll allow me to set the stage." At Dax's nod, Stuart called to Lea and left the room, the girl scrambling to catch up. Dax called Mary to him and pulled her into his lap, hugging on her. "Would you like to belong to me, pumpkin?" Mary smiled at him, a hand lifting towards his hair before it dropped back into her lap. "I already do, Daddy. I will always be yours." He tugged her head down to his and kissed her. "We will make sure everybody knows it then." He opened her blouse and removed the tight lassoes looped around her nipples. He dropped the chain on the table beside him as she gasped in pain. Her hands came up to cover her breasts and he tugged them back down and pushed up her shirt so he could cover them with his mouth. He eased the blood flow back into each nipple by sucking gently and flicking his tongue over it. Mary was moaning, oblivious of their surroundings and squirming with a desperate need to cum again by the time he was done. Dax pulled back and tugged her shirt into place again just as Lea entered the room. The girl knelt down a short distance away. "Master sent this girl to tell you, Sir Dax, that the Rose Room is ready for you." She looked worried when Dax raised both eyebrows at her. "Is that not suitable, Sir? Master thought you'd appreciate the surroundings and the intimacy of the room." "No, no, it's great! I'm just surprised; I thought he'd go with the auditorium." Dax hastened to reassure the girl even as he nudged Mary from his lap and stood up. Lea rose, smiling with relief, and led the way to the room. She opened the door then stood to one side to allow Dax and Mary to enter before her. She smiled at Mary's gasp of surprise. The Rose Room was done in tasteful shades of green and red, suggestions of the flower in question here and there with the use of shadows and empty space. Great big vases stood on two tables, each holding three dozen of varying types of roses and adding a subtle perfume to the air. There was a large four poster bed in the center of the back wall and some pieces of equipment Mary didn't recognize along with a couple of armoires. Mary's Virginity Ch. 03 Stuart stood at the end of the bed, a tall pedestal beside him. He nodded to Lea and she took Mary's arm, leading her to a door hidden on one side of the wall. Dax moved to Stuart and they had a quiet conversation as Mary and Lea disappeared through the door. Lea looked the girl up and down. "In Master's house, it is tradition that every girl go into this ceremony free of the burdens of her previous life. It is this girl's job to help you get there." She reached out and unbuttoned the blouse, pushing it off Mary's shoulders before the girl had fully registered the words. "Wh-what do you mean?" Mary's hands rose to cover her breasts, embarrassed despite the near nudity of Lea. "You are entering a new life Mary. Do you not think that casting off the points of view and hang ups of the old life would make the transition easier?" "You mean like thinking Daddy is my father?" Mary stood still, head tilted to one side as she thought about it. "Exactly. Master told this girl that Sir Dax is not in actuality your father, which made this girl feel relieved. It is not girl's place to judge but it made her feel kind of squicky." Lea missed Mary's look of shock as she unzipped the corset. "This is the moment for you to talk about any fears you may have, Mary." Mary lifted her arms absently, to allow Lea to pull the corset from her, as a previously unnoticed weight lifted from her mind and heart. "Daddy's not my father?" Lea gasped. "Oh no! Did girl give away a secret? It was Sir Dax's place to tell you, not this slut's!" Mary hugged Lea, joy written across her face and lighting up her eyes. "No no Lea, don't you worry. I am happy you told me." Years of guilt, born of fantasies about her Daddy, melted away and Mary felt lighter, happier. "What is going to happen now?" Lea looked wary, leery of spilling more secrets. "This one does not know if she should tell you." "Daddy said he was going to make me his." "Yes..." Lea nodded slowly. "That is true. He is going to collar you and you will be his forever more." "Why is it so important that I have a collar?" "It shows everyone in the BDSM community that you belong to someone. To most, it is more binding than a wedding ring." Lea grinned slyly, "Though who knows, with the way Sir loves you, maybe you'll have one of those one day too." Mary grinned back then wriggled her hips as Lea loosened the laces on her skirt. She gasped as the vibe pressed tight against her and pleasure surged. Lea clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth. "We must do something about that too." She folded Mary's clothes neatly and set them on top of a wicker hamper then knelt in front of Mary. "Please sit on the counter for a moment and spread your thighs so that this girl may see. Master told her to be thorough in her examination and cleaning of you." Mary did as she was told, her mind on her Daddy and the collar. She tried to work out what that meant for her and couldn't quite grasp it. Shock shot through her as Lea grabbed the vibe and slowly pulled it from her. She watched as Lea licked it clean, her clit and pussy pulsing and contracting with the absence of stimulation. Mary swallowed hard, wondering at the look of pleasure on Lea's face. A moment later the vibe landed on top of her clothes, having been carefully dried first, then Lea's face was between Mary's thighs. Lea studied Mary then pulled a washcloth, shaving cream and a new razor from under the sink. Mary looked at her, wide-eyed. Lea glanced up. "Lea thinks Mary should be as clean as possible and while Mary clearly does a marvelous job on herself, there's nothing like someone who can see everything doing the job. Please stay as still as possible." Mary propped her feet up and watched in fascination, wriggling only slightly as Lea washed her gently with the cloth and lathered on the cream. She held her breath at Lea's first stroke of the razor then relaxed as Lea made sure every hair was removed, rinsed her off then smoothed a vanilla scented cream into her. Mary was almost purring by the time Lea was done rubbing the cream into every inch of her. She brushed Mary's hair and made up her face so smoothly and delicately Mary almost didn't see the make up. Then Lea left her alone after a kiss on the cheek and a few words of advice. "The easiest way to be happy," she said, "is to make your Daddy happy. If he's happy, he'll make sure you're happy. It is a good cycle to be in." Lea told Mary to count to a hundred and twenty then come out. Mary stood there, counting, with a million thoughts running through her mind. At first she was nervous, after all she's just eighteen and here she was making a lifetime commitment. Then she remembered that this is Daddy and she was already committed to him for life. This was just a new curve in the road. Peace settled over her and her shoulders relaxed, a small smile curved her lips just as she reached the end of her count. She put her hand on the door knob and it opened inwards on her. Mary jumped back, startled. Stuart crowded into the room and looked her over. "My Lea did a good job." Mary stared at him a moment then dropped her gaze, missing his pleased smile. "Yes Sir, she helped me a lot." Stuart nodded, thinking for a moment. "I have never seen Dax so happy and you are the reason for it. For that alone, you have my never ending gratitude. Dax had a very difficult time before your mother had you. He dropped out of the scene for so long I wasn't sure he was still alive. I am relieved he's returned and ecstatic to see him filled with such joy." He hugged her. Mary squeaked in surprise as Stuart squished her, then she tentatively hugged him back. "I am glad Daddy has friends like you. I was worried he didn't have any." "Don't you worry about your Daddy. We're not. Not anymore." He turned and tucked her hand into the crook of his arm. "Let's go get your pretty new jewelry." Mary swallowed a sudden knot of fear in her throat and shoved her bliss forward. By the time she stepped out of the bathroom and met her Daddy's eyes for a moment all that was in her face was utter joy. He was standing at the foot of the bed, near where Stuart had been standing when they'd entered the room. There was a small runner carpet leading to him and Lea was kneeling just behind and to one side of him. She was holding a jeweler's box in both hands. Mary dropped her eyes and stopped when Stuart told her to. He whispered last minute instructions in her ear then moved up the carpet ahead of her, stopping and turning to face her when he reached Dax's side. Then he nodded briefly. She took a deep breath and stepped forward. Each measured step took her closer to her new life and her happily ever after. Mary's last thought before she reached her Daddy was that she was blessed in more ways than she could count.