Tales of the Pandemic 1: Trapped At Home

- by Alvo Torelli, April, 2020

(Mg, inc, bond, con?)

Author's note: Nothing about the pandemic is remotely funny or erotic. Nevertheless, here's a little FANTASY to help us all get through the isolation. And come on, don't tell me you haven't imagined something just like this!

"Cindy! Please!!" Jason rested his forehead on his desk, desperate to hold his stress at bay. "Fucking virus," he growled too low for his daughter to hear. He straightened and turned to deal with the wide-eyed child who'd just been whining for his attention. Again. "Baby. You're ten now. Stop acting like you're six or seven! You're old enough to make your own snack and you're old enough to entertain yourself." A brief pang of guilt hit him from the frown on the little girl's face at his accusations, but he resisted giving in to her manipulations. "Sweetie, please, I must have told you a hundred times," Jason continued, trying to keep his voice calm. He gently held her thin arms and looked into her pretty hazel eyes. "Daddy has to work. I have to get this report done, then I've got two video meetings and another report to finish. You have to let daddy work. You can watch all the TV you want, okay?"

"I'm sorry, daddy," Cindy answered with her best little-girl pout. Why did she keep acting like a first grader? Maybe because it had been so much easier to get daddy's attention back then? Why was it so much harder to get him to spend time with her now? Cindy wasn't just bored and frustrated, like most children living through the pandemic - she was also confused. What had started as her spring break visit to daddy had lengthened so far to three weeks with him, and still he would hardly do anything with her!

As Cindy trudged off, Jason turned back to the makeshift desk crammed in next to his bed to plod through the mindless yet supposedly critical report that would probably not even be screen-shared in his afternoon meeting. Such a waste of fucking time! Why was it so hard to get this done? In the office he'd have breezed through this fucking powerpoint in thirty minutes! He'd made practically no progress on the stupid thing in an hour and a half. Of course there'd been four whining interruptions for his attention. And sure, twice he'd let himself pull up a little internet porn - but hey, he hadn't seen his girlfriend in over three weeks..., and there were those inappropriate feelings he kept having around his daughter..., so wasn't he entitled to a little...

"Daaaa-dddddy! I'm bored. I want to do something! Can't you make me a snack? Can't we go to the..."

Jason snapped.

"God damn it Cindy! I have to work! You have to be quiet!!"

Little Cindy quailed as daddy lost his cool. But she didn't understand just how far she'd pushed him until he grabbed her and threw on his bed. She screamed, but he didn't seem to care how badly he scared her. He pressed her chest down into the unmade sheets and covers. She couldn't see! She twisted and squirmed but she was only ten - she had no chance against her muscular father. Why was he growling like that? What was he...? Oh! No! Something wrapped around the thin wrists he held crossed behind her back. "Daddy, no!!" She fought harder, thrashing her shoulders from side to side. She didn't like the way it felt to have her arms bound behind her and panic brought a scream to her throat.

Oh gosh, what was...? "No daddy, please, don't!!" But it was no use. Daddy was so strong! Cindy's anxious fear ramped higher when she felt him wrap something tight around her small ankles. He pulled her ankles up behind her, higher and higher, forcing her to arch her back until she felt a new strain on her arms. When daddy let go of her, her ankles were firmly bound to her wrists! "Daddy! Please! Mmmmmph!"

Jason rolled his hogtied little girl onto her side and shoved a balled-up ankle sock into her screaming mouth. Blessed silence descended. He took a deep breath, like a drowning man who's just surfaced. Another of his carelessly discarded ties was perfect for securing the gag deep in Cindy's mouth. Her pretty teeth set off the red silk. He tied the fabric tight beneath her long brunette ponytail. There! That would keep her quiet. That would keep her from torturing him with her unending demands. He rolled the ten-year-old back onto her front and left her there.

Hadn't he told her, again and again? Hadn't he explained it? He had to work! She brought this on herself! So what if she was his daughter? So what if she was only ten? It wasn't his fault that he couldn't afford to lose his job just because he had to shelter-in-place for weeks on end with a spoiled little girl who couldn't entertain herself! It wasn't his fault his ex-wife was trapped a thousand miles away and couldn't help. It wasn't his fault that a fucking pandemic had turned the world upside down. It wasn't his fault that his gorgeous little daughter couldn't go fifteen minutes without begging and whining for his attention!! This was the only way.

Jason sat back down at his computer, leaving his frightened, squirming daughter hogtied and gagged in the middle of his bed. A tap at the mouse brought his screen back to life. He was going to get this fucking presentation done if it killed him!

Little Cindy stopped thrashing; it wasn't doing her any good. What had happened? Her heart beat so fast! She could hear daddy off to her left, typing at his computer. It was so hard to move! She couldn't see anything but bed clothes. Panic started to swell again. She breathed deeply through her nose to calm down. Finally she managed to twist just far enough to tip onto her left side, realizing at once she'd never be able to roll back to her stomach.

Cindy’s eyes flared at the view of herself in the mirrored door of daddy’s closet. She couldn’t see the silk ties that hogtied her, but she could see how her shoulders were forced back and her legs disappeared behind her back. For a moment she couldn't look away from the red tie slicing across her small mouth. Oh god! The wad of cotton fabric fixed in her mouth was so awful! She couldn’t make a sound, could barely breathe. The awful wad in her mouth and the frustrating binding at her wrists and ankles were intensely infuriating. Tears welled up in her eyes as she understood how helpless and trapped she was. Why would daddy do this to her!?

Remembering daddy made Cindy look deeper into the reflection, past her small body, to where daddy sat behind her at his makeshift desk on the other side of the bed. He was scowling at his computer, but even as she looked he turned his head to catch a glimpse of her. She saw his eyes flare and she followed his gaze, only to discover a whole new level of humiliating horror: her short nightgown had ridden up around her waist!

Jason fas so frustrated! The silence he'd created by gagging and trussing up his little treasure was supposed to let him concentrate and get his fucking work done. But it didn't help! He wasn't any closer to finishing his stupid report. He kept glancing at her. The way she thrashed and struggled... it was... and her short, flimsy nightgown rode up higher and higher, until her cute little ass was exposed to... Jesus! Why wasn't she wearing any underpants? Oh, yeah, he'd forgotten to do the laundry - again. God, her round, perfect ass... Jason flushed when he realized that a pair of glistening, wide hazel eyes had caught him staring at her perfect, smooth ass. He saw how deeply she blushed. He tore his guilty eyes away and went back to his report, leaving the distraught little girl to her punishment.

But another half hour of work on the report was fruitless! Jason kept glancing to his right, where Cindy squirmed around, trying vainly to wriggle her short nightgown back down, managing only to wiggle her little butt about behind the bindings that hogtied her. Glancing back at his work, Jason was aghast to see that everything he'd written in the last thirty minutes was garbage! It all had go. He struggled on, his frustration growing worse with every minute.

And poor little Cindy's despair grew with every minute she lay on daddy's bed, bound tight, unable to even moan. She was sure she couldn't endure another second of the awful bondage. Her mouth was so dry and so full. Her jaw and shoulders ached; her wrists and ankles chaffed. And confusingly, her young cunny tingled more and more. Why? She was so confused and scared and infuriated at the same time, all of it topped off by her inability to wipe away the tears that stung her gorgeous young face. How could daddy...? But oh! What was daddy doing? Cindy's glistening eyes snapped up when she felt his weight on the bed behind her.

After erasing yet another slide Jason snapped, again.

His frustration boiled over. He had to blame someone for the state of his world - and there was only one other person in his life at that moment: Cindy. Seeing red, Jason rounded on the bed and reached out... But... but he loved Cindy! Oh god! What had he done? He knelt on the bed beside her and tore at the dark blue tie that bound her ankles to her wrists. He had to free her! What kind of monster... "No, baby, don't be afraid!"

But Cindy was afraid, she was terrified. Her ankles were free but daddy was looming over her. What was he going to do to her now? She twisted over onto her back. Instinctively, she kicked out with her thin legs, trying to fight daddy off!

Jason was only trying to turn Cindy back onto her front so he could untie her wrists, but she thrashed and kicked out at him. He had to grab one ankle, then the inside of the opposite knee! He didn't have any choice. He just wanted to turn her... but... but oh god... Cindy's little cunny glistened between her plump outer labia. A tiny bit of her hood peeked enticingly through the tight opening. As she thrashed her tight slit revealed forbidden pinkness, then snapped like a clam. It was... incredible... perfect... mesmerizing... an invitation...

Cindy screamed, silently, as her daddy pressed her legs open, gripping her almost painfully. Behind her back, her wrists dug into the mattress as daddy lifted her legs higher and her weight shifted to her back. Daddy! Daddy, no... what are you... please, please, OH DADDY! DADDY!!

His tongue swept over the smooth, puffy surface of one outer labia, then the other. The salty taste of skin exploded in Jason's mouth and brain. He was only half conscious of Cindy's ineffectual struggles as he swept his tongue around the two little hills again, then pulled his face back for a moment, to see the sparkling glint of his saliva on her forbidden flesh.

It was all too much. Years of pent up desire exploded...

What was daddy doing?! Why was he kissing her and licking her down... oh gosh, oh gosh, ohhhhhhhh gosh! His tongue, his tongue! It went inside her. It swirled around and around. When it raked across the little nubbin that she sometimes liked to touch... oh oh oh oh, ohhhhhhhhh!

Cindy’s young mind couldn’t keep up with all the strange, terrifying things - daddy’s anger, the ties, the gag, the look in his eyes, the humiliation of her bare bottom. And so her innocent brain fixated on the thing that was overwhelming her with new sensations - daddy’s long, strong tongue lapping at her tiny cunny. Oh gosh! So good, so strange, so, so.... OHHHHHHH!

The first orgasm of the small ten-year-old's life exploded all through her helpless body. Her cunny spasmed and creamed. Daddy redoubled his attack. The stubble on his chin scraped her sensitive thighs. His nose burrowed into her sensitive flesh. Cindy's eyes nearly popped out of her head as daddy's tongue dove deep inside her, then swooshed out to forcefully circle her tiny clit before diving back into her tight, taboo tunnel.

Cindy never wanted it to stop! All the panic and fright and discomfort disappeared as the most wonderful feeling of her life took hold and overwhelmed her young brain. Her whole body shivered with uncontrolled spasms of delight. She didn't care that she was tied up. She didn't care that she was helpless, or vulnerable, or too young, or too scared or too little! Oh daddy please! Don't stop, don't stop!

Sensing that he no longer needed to force Cindy's thin legs open, Jason fumbled for his angry, rigid cock. How convenient it was to only have to dress from the waist up when you spent your entire day in Zoom meetings! No fumbling, no bumbling, just grab that big hunk of burning love from the loose dinosaur-themed boxer shorts your cute daughter gave you last Christmas.

Erectosaurus in hand, Jason came up for air, licking sweet girl-juices from his lips. God, he was so ready, so close to an explosion. He scooted in closer, not really knowing what he intended. He was an animal, an animal with needs. Needs that hadn’t been satisfied for weeks due to the stupid, fucking, isolating, never ending virus! Needs he'd held in check around his little girl for years, ever since he realized...

Cindy wanted to scream “no, no, no, don’t stop!” when daddy lifted his fantastic tongue from her spasming, small cunny. But then she saw the look on his face and her blood went cold. And then she saw the horrifying, prehistoric, one-eyed, throbbing monster he could barely wrap his hand around and her blood turned to ice. What was he going to with that? And THEN she saw the stricken look of guilt-ridden love that swept across her daddy’s face and all that frozen blood melted. And then, FINALLY, little Cindy saw the burning, terrible need in her daddy’s glistening eyes and she remembered how much she'd loved his attention when she was younger and she suddenly didn’t care what it was that daddy wanted to do with that huge, pulsating, scary pole of flesh. And then, because (despite the fact that she was a bit of a whiny, self-obsessed, spoiled, pretty little preteen princess) Cindy loved her daddy to pieces, she locked eyes with daddy and nodded her head to tell him, silently, “It’s okay, daddy, you can do whatever you need to do.”

Jason wanted to scream "God, I need you so bad!" when he looked down on the sight of his preteen daughter's fantastic body and spasming little cunny. But then he saw the look on her face and his blood went cold. And then he saw the horrifying, prehistoric, one-eyed, throbbing monster he could barely wrap his hand around and his blood turned to ice. Could he really do that? And THEN he remembered how he'd pulled away from his beautiful daughter two or three years earlier, when he'd recognized the love he had for her conflicted with the forbidden sexual attraction that had bloomed between them and all the frozen blood melted. And then, because (despite the fact that she was a bit of a whiny, self-obsessed, spoiled, pretty little preteen princess) Jason's love and attraction for her could never, truly, be separated, he locked eyes with Cindy and saw the way she nodded her head to tell him, silently, "It's okay, daddy, you can do whatever you need to do."

Of course Cindy was too young and too innocent to imagine that what daddy might need to do was to ram his hot erectosaurus-cock up inside her shivering little cunny, then pump it in and out, deeper and deeper, until his hot seed exploded out of it to fill her tiny, immature womb. And Jason was too filled with lust and need to imagine anything else. It just goes to prove that beautiful, silent communication in the throes of passion isn't always as reliable as it might feel in the moment.

But Jason did not snap.

Instead, Jason felt a new kind of clarity, as if years of confusion and angst had been removed from his psyche. He carefully slid an extra pillow under Cindy's small, round ass to lift her higher, enjoying the way her eyes flared in surprise. He knelt deeper in front of her until she was perfectly positioned, then took a new grip on the excited erectosaurus that jutted from the front of his dinosaur-bedecked boxer shorts.

Cindy's eyes flared even further when daddy slotted the head of his cock along the thin, pink valley between her puffy labia. How could she know that he was lubricating the beast with the evidence of her recent orgasm. She stiffened when he flicked the sensitive bulb against her equally sensitive swollen clit. She saw daddy's excitement at the same moment her naughty cunny began to tremble again. His cock teased and stroked and manipulated her sex without mercy and still she didn't understand what he really wanted. Even when he probed deeper along her tight slit, opening it wider and wider as half the head of his cock disappeared, she didn't understand. But gosh! It felt so...

Oh god! Daddy! Why are you looming over me like... OH! Dadddddddy! Daddddddy! Cindy's screams were heard only in her head, where they echoed around as pleasure turned to terror turned to pain turned to every imaginable and unimaginable sensation all mixed together at the same time.

Jason rammed into little Cindy all at once, telling himself it was better for her if he just got it over with, like ripping off that big bandaid she'd had on her knee when she was six and she was so cute and they were so... Thoughts of six-year-old Cindy were obliterated from Jason's brain as he experienced the sheer, amazing, intensity of ramming his cock all at once into her tight ten-year-old cunt. He tried not to crush her with his weight, but in reality he was lost to the overwhelming sensations. A hard thrust, then another, and another and he was buried to the hilt in her warmth, pressing into an impenetrable barrier deep inside her. Only two-thirds of his considerable length was privy to her velvety embrace, but it was still the best feeling of his life.

Every nerve ending in Cindy's body went off at the same time. Her back arched, her pelvis tilted and twisted, her legs thrust out and her small feet quivered in the air. She squirmed atop her uncomfortably bound arms even as more and more of daddy's weight came down on her small body and he started to thrust that big scary thing in and out of her cunny faster and faster. It hurt! But then it didn't hurt. And then it really didn't hurt and then - oh gosh, oh gosh, oh gosh - she felt that amazing shivery feeling spreading out all over her body again - only this time it was SO MUCH STRONGER!

Cindy's pretty face whipped from side to side as her orgasm rapidly overwhelmed her young mind. But soon the middle of daddy's chest came down and pinned her face to one side. She could hear his heart pumping even faster than he was pumping his monster in and out of her cunny! Daddy, daddy, please! Daddy, it's so good! But I can't take too much more! But it didn't matter what Cindy wanted to scream because she couldn't scream and even if she could it wouldn't matter, because she finally understood what it was that daddy needed and what daddy wanted and what daddy was going to continue to do to her no matter what. Was this why daddy had pulled away from her when she was younger, because this was what daddy had always wanted from her?

Oh daddy! You stupid, stupid man. Oh gosh, oh gosh, YESSSSSSSS!

Jason reveled in the unbelievable sensation of his cock stroking in and out of his little daughter's incredibly tight cunt. Just enough of his brain was left working to notice, with love and satisfaction, the intensity of the orgasm the child was enduring, an orgasm that went on and on as long as he continued to fuck her. But all good things had to come to an end. Nothing could last forever, no matter how many times a man might have imagined this very moment.

Great waves of cum exploded from Jason's erectosaurus, spewing forth into Cindy's tight cavity. Millions of tiny sperm wriggled furiously towards a goal that was impossible, for the child was only ten and it would be years yet before she was fertile and ready for some man, perhaps even her daddy, to plant a seed that would take root in her little womb. For now the child understood only that her daddy was wild with excitement, excitement for her. Suddenly she was certain she would once again receive all the attention she could ever want from her wonderful daddy.

Grunting and yelling, Jason emptied spurt after spurt of hot cum into his daughter's cunt. It was the best, the most amazing, the most... GOD!

When daddy lifted his body up off of her and knelt close, still embedded in her cunny, Cindy's chest heaved and she continued to tremble all over. She saw the way he looked at her, appreciating her beauty in the waning glow of their lovemaking. If it wasn't for the terrible gag she would have smiled up at him. She was sure he would untie her now, remove the gag and hold her in his arms. Maybe he would even kiss her!

But instead, daddy lifted Cindy's legs upwards, bringing them together. Before she could understand what he was doing he'd wrapped and tied one of his long silk ties around her knees! She writhed with renewed fear, but he gripped her and easily tied another tie tight around her ankles. Only when she was completely trussed up did daddy slowly, carefully pull his long, thick cock out of her tight and spasming cunny.

"I'm sorry, baby" Jason said quietly to his bound child. "I just really have to get my work done. But we can play some more later, baby. I have a feeling that sheltering in place for the next few weeks isn't going to be nearly as bad as I was afraid it was." He kissed her on her downy, flushed cheek. Ignoring the intense shock on her pretty face, he moved back to his desk and woke up his computer.

Jason's prediction of a big improvement in their shelter-in-place experience was correct. It started with him bravely deleting his previous two hours of shoddy, frustrating work and starting over again. Twenty minutes later a new report was finished!. He knew it was going to earn him praise in the next video meeting. Not once did Cindy’s writhing distract him from his work, although he did enjoy the cum dribbling from between her bound legs. Jason had discovered the secret to on-line efficiency!

And with so much on-line efficiency, Jason had a lot more time to spend on his cute, sexy daughter. Sweet little Cindy was thrilled with her new relationship with her handsome daddy. She'd missed his attention so much! Now he was happy to give her all the attention she could handle - as long as she didn't mind submitting to his every kinky whim - and it turned out daddy had a LOT of kinky whims.

So let us all, as we struggle to survive the social distancing of the pandemic, bid adieu to Jason and ten-year-old Cindy as Jason sits at his desk in yet another video meeting, with a mysterious smirk on hs face, while Cindy kneels under the desk, arms tied firmly to the front legs fo the desk, her ponytail flouncing as her pretty face bobs forward and back and her little mouth stretches wide to accommodate her daddy's throbbing, excited erectosaurus. May we all have so much fun in our meetings!

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