The Little Girl and the Bondage Magazines - Part Ten

- by Alvo Torelli, December 2018

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(Please note: Part Nine of this story was recently revised.)

New Year's Eve, Eleven P.M.

The lights went out all at once, pitching little Tabby into darkness. A moment later she screamed as she felt herself falling backwards! What was happening? No, please, no! But she wasn't falling, she was just tilted backwards. She felt herself move, along with the whole chair. At last she understood why there were small wheels on the rear legs of the scary device she'd bound herself into. She could hear them squeaking as she was wheeled somewhere. But otherwise there wasn't a sound. Her short scream and her soft "Daddy?" went unanswered.

It seemed they were taking her too far. It seemed like miles and miles. Who was moving her and her chair? Where were they going? It was too far! With every passing second, every gut-swirling turn and every bump Tabby's apprehension grew. Why had she bound herself so tight?! She was thrown left and right, but always held firmly in place by the bindings at her ankles and throat.

With a jolt Tabby was thrown forward and she screamed, certain she would pitch over and crash to the ground far below. But she didn't. She only sagged forward against the clasps at her collar, then bounced back against the hard wood of the seat back. She was dazed and frightened, and so, when bright lights came on as suddenly as they'd gone off before, a new wave of panic filled her young body with yet another rush of adrenaline. Her heartbeat spiked and she squealed again. She fought against her bonds, straining and pulling to no effect - for Tabby was truly helpless.

It was several moments before Tabby could understand where she was or what was happening. Her glasses were askew and only half of what she could see was in focus but she could tell she was in the middle of the living room. In her peripheral vision she saw the wavering glint of a merry fire. She could see a table of drinks and on the wall something was playing on daddy's big television. Oh, gosh! Was that her on the television, in her Christmas dress with the...? The picture faded out and another replaced it: Tabby on the floor on her face with her legs forced wide open by the spreader bar, her hands handcuffed to the center of the bar. Tabby shivered from the memory of putting herself in that vulnerable position - and what had happened afterwards.

But even as the photo on the big screen faded away to be replaced by another, Tabby's attention was drawn to a movement. Someone stepped into her field of vision, little more than a blur that suddenly came into focus - a horrible old witch! Despite knowing she couldn't move, Tabby pressed her body back into the chair in fright, straining her already uncomfortable arms. It took her a moment to understand that she was simply seeing a mask, a mask and a terrible black wig and a costume to match. The mask was hideous and frightening, but the mask covered only part of the witch's face, leaving her chin and full, expressive red lips in view. And the sparkling blue eyes behind the mask were wide with excitement.

The Witch moved closer and Tabby flinched again, unable to control herself. But she saw the smile on the Witch's face and some of her fear ebbed - until the Witch reached out a long finger and stroked it through Tabby's wet cunny.

The intimate touch of the Witch, the feel of her finger sliding up inside Tabby's exposed and helpless wet cunny, drove the nine-year-old crazy. Tabby couldn't stop herself from twisting and pulling at all of her bonds. It was even worse when she heard the Witch cackle, "Ooh! The little slut is so wet and excited. You were right - I can hardly believe it." Who was right? Why did it make Tabby feel so ashamed to have the Witch point out that her cunny was aching to be touched? Tabby felt the warmth of a terrible deep blush that just made her feeling of embarrassed shame all the worse.

It was a shock when the Witch gently pushed Tabby's glasses back up onto her little girl nose, then leaned in close and tilted her scary face to one side. Tabby didn't like the scary mask! But the lips were red and pretty and Tabby concentrated on the lips as they came closer and closer. And then Tabby was kissing the Witch and it was a lovely, heart-racing, full kiss that Tabby wanted to never end. Oh gosh, the Witch was right - Tabby was a little slut! Her blush of shame and humiliation deepened.

Tabby gasped when the lovely kiss ended. She longed for the kiss to come back. The Witch was a nice kisser, as good as Daddy. Her eyes were dreamy closed as she opened her lips, inviting the kiss to return, so she didn't see what the Witch was doing. Tabby didn't see the Witch kneel on a thick cushion in front of her chair. But her eyes snapped open wide when the Witch's tongue slid into her spasming, needy cunny. She gasped again, and then again. Her eyes, focused now, discovered an image of herself up on the big television screen, bound on daddy's bed. Was that really just this morning? Was there really a strange lady witch driving Tabby quickly towards climax with her amazing, clever tongue and beautiful, full, red lips? The picture on the screen faded to be replaced by Tabby, on a leash, meekly looking down at the floor like a good little slave as she was led around and trained.

Not for the first time, Tabby's body strained every muscle against her evil, self-imposed bondage. A wave of electric delight wracked her little body and she understood that it wouldn't be the last time that evening. "Aaaaagghhh!" Tabby had agreed to this terrible, terrifying, submissive delight - and she was helpless to stop it.

The party guests watched with delight as the Witch quickly and expertly brought the little girl in the bondage chair towards the edge of a tortuous climax. But none of them felt more delight than Tadd. Sharing the wonder that was his trained and submissive little nine-year-old as she twisted and mewled and climbed the hill towards orgasm was the highlight of his life. The child writhed in helpless delight, moaning and straining. The monster beamed from Tadd's eyes. Never had a daddy been happier or prouder. Never had the monster been more excited.

Tadd was even happier moments later when the witch revealed her true wicked intent and pulled back from the sopping, tight cunny of the bound little girl. The moan of frustration that escaped Tabby's lips was priceless. Her audience loved it!

There was one hold-out in the collective admiration of Tabby's torment - the Princess. Her frown, just visible below the mask that hid all of the rest of her features, was the tight-lipped frown of jealousy, with an unmistakeable quiver of fear thrown in.

The Witch continued to torture poor Tabby as only one female could instinctively torture another - knowing just how far she could push the child before she suddenly backed off to leave her writhing with need. The costumed woman was so far into her wicked character that she openly cackled when Tabby practically screamed out her exasperation. Once the Witch had the pretty child built up she played with her like a cat with a dazed and terrified mouse. A simple pass of her fingertips along a bare inner thigh, a quick flick of her tongue, a carefully aimed puff of air - all of it was designed to keep Tabby on the edge of desire, frantic for release from the build-up of sexual and emotional stimulation.

Tabby heard the murmurs across the small group of watchers as the Witch tortured and teased her. She heard words like 'slut,' 'hussy' and 'nympho' and more than once the excited phrase 'my turn.' Even through the fog of her endless torment at the hands and lips of the Witch she understood that she was there for the pleasure of the party guests - her daddy's gift to them. And she understood that her torment and humiliation and helplessness were all important parts of their pleasure. She blushed with shame even as she swelled with the strangest kind of pleasure and happiness. Daddy's games were so much fun!

But who were all these people who were watching her? Who was the terrible Witch who was even now tormenting her by gently trailing talented lips across the inner folds of Tabby's tiny cunny? Oh gosh! What if some of the people were people she knew?

Tadd, the only unmasked guest at the party other than sweet Tabby, was dressed quite smartly in a ring-master's costume, complete with top hat, spats and riding crop. He checked to make sure that the new video equipment, in the hands of Fat Clown and Tall Clown, was catching the action from every angle. Then he moved to the side of Tabby's chair, dragging the Monkey by its leash to join him. Leaning in from one side of the bondage chair, Tadd curled around to quickly kiss his lovely writhing daughter on her pretty lips before he began to speak into her ear.

"Oh Tabby," Tadd said softly, but not too low for the rest of the party guests to hear. "Do you remember that first time you really bound yourself for me, the first time you were really helpless? Do you remember how shocked and frightened you were when your little toy handcuffs wouldn't open, how you struggled and panicked and moaned?"

"Oh, oh, yes, Daddy, I remember," Tabby squeaked and blushed again. But she was rewarded with the tongue of the Witch flicking through her sopping cunny.

"And did you know, Tabby? Did you know that it was Daddy who fixed your handcuffs so you couldn't get them off? Did you enjoy knowing that Daddy was in the hall, watching his little girl? You did. Didn't you, baby?"

"Ah, ah, oh, yes, yes, Daddy!" It was so hard to respond with the Witch teasing Tabby with so little mercy. The woman was so mean! Please! Come back. It took every ounce of Tabby's willpower not to beg for the Witch to bring her clever tongue back to Tabby's tortured cunny.

"So you were always just a little tease! Weren't you, Tabby? You were always just a naughty, teasing little slut-girl who wanted to show off and get her daddy excited, drive her daddy crazy. You like to torment people, don't you baby? But little girls who tease their daddy's have to be taught lessons. Don't they, baby, don't they have to be taught lessons?"

Tabby heard her daddy's words, but she was hard pressed to answer his demanding tone. She tried to nod her head, but her bondage was too tight and she was writhing so hard trying to get to the tongue of the lady in the scary witch costume. Why was she being so mean? Tabby needed to cum! How could she answer her daddy when she needed to cum so bad?! A single deep swipe of the woman's tongue, together with a momentary flick of her finger across Tabby's clit sent the child into a spasm of unmet need. Her brain reeled and she understood that the Witch and Daddy were tormenting her together. They were teaching her a lesson, a hard, terrible lesson! She knew she had to answer her daddy's commands, no matter how difficult, or the wonderful, agonizing promise the Witch was withholding would never come back. "Yes, yes, Daddy! Ohh!" she managed to squeak. She couldn't believe Daddy and the Witch were being so mean to her - in front of all these people! What did they really want from her?

"Yes? Yes, what, baby? Tell us. Tell all of us."

"Oh god, Daddy, please!" Tabby writhed in torment. What did she have to do, or say, to find release. "Yes, Daddy! I'm a teasing little slut-girl! I need to be punished!"

"This is what teasing little slut-girls get, Tabby!" Daddy whispered. "They get to find out what it's like when they tease people. Do you like it, baby? Do you like knowing what you and your hot little slut body do to Daddy and all the others? Say it baby."

The Witch waggled her tongue back and forth across Tabby's sensitive little clit in a way that drove her insane! But then the woman pulled back, again, leaving Tabby's cunny clutching at empty air. "Oh god! Daddy! Please, please!" Tabby finally cried out, so desperate for release that even her humiliation couldn't stop her pitiful cries.

"Tell me what you want, Tabby! Tell everyone. Tell them all what you want," Daddy hissed.

"Oh Daddy, please, no!" Tabby wailed. She didn't want to beg - she didn't! It was terrible. But, but... She needed it so bad! "Please, please Daddy, let me cum. Oh god, Daddy, please! Fuck me. Fuck me Daddy!!" For just a second Tabby thought her Daddy and the awful Witch had gotten all they wanted from Tabby. She was so humiliated and desperate. The Witch stroked her fingers through Tabby's sopping, aching lips and sent another spasm of lust racing through her bound body. But it was only a second - a terrible, wonderful second that left her needing the release more than ever.

"But you're a naughty, teasing little slut-girl," Daddy whispered into the anguished, writhing child's ear. "Aren't you, Tabby? Don't you need to be punished, Tabby? Aren't you a bad little girl? Tell Daddy, Tabby! Tell everyone."

"Yes, yes, Daddy, anything. Yes, punish me, punish me! But PLEEEEEEAASE Daddy, please make me cum. Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me, oh god, please!"

Tabby felt a new, different sensation pressing into her tight cunny and her eyes snapped open, hoping to find Daddy in front of her, ready to push his big cock inside of her. She was desperate for Daddy's big cock! But it wasn't Daddy! It was the Bear! The frightening, tall man in the bear costume loomed over her, leaned in and pressed something hard against her pussy.

"Do you want me to let him fuck you, Tabby? Do you want a stranger to fuck your tight little slut-pussy? Say it, Tabby. Tell him you want him to fuck you! Tell him."

"Yes, yes, please! Please fuck me, fuck me. PLEASE!"

And still the Bear held back, his frightening, gleaming eyes staring at the little girl from behind his mask. He swirled the head of his cock around and around in the entrance to her sex, tormenting her.

"Oh god! Oh god, please, please, please!" Tabby wailed, nearly insane with need. "Please fuck me! AAAAAGGHHH!" The scream she gave out when the Bear forced a sizable, thick cock into the entrance of her small cunt was a mix of terror and triumph. "Oh, oh, oh god, yes, YES, YES!" she screamed. "Deeper, deeper! Oh god, pleeeeease!" The man worked his cock in, pulsing at Tabby's cunny and taking his time, but never easing up until he was buried as deep as he could manage. "Please, please, fuck me!" the desperate child pleaded in front of the big crowd. And the man did as she wanted. He finally fucked her with a fast, hard rhythm that she met with small but forceful thrusts of her hips. If Tabby hadn't been so far gone with need and desire and orgasm she might finally have realized that her bondage chair was specially designed to leave her only one effective type of movement - the ability to better buck and thrust on her lover's cock! But the only thing Tabby could understand in that one, horrible, wonderful moment was the huge climax that finally, finally, finally sent her into orbit.

Tabby was carried away on the man's thick cock. He fucked her fast, with just the right amount of insistent force, never hurting her, never slamming too deep into her small body, but always hard and fast enough to completely dominate her. And Tabby's little body responded in kind, milking every inch of the warm flesh the man plunged into her body. She submitted to his aggression and worked hard to increase his pleasure, just like she knew she was supposed to do. From the very edge of her vision, Tabby caught the look of pure pride on her daddy's handsome face.

Oh! This game was so much fun!

Far, far too soon, Tabby felt the Bear press hard up inside of her and stop his thrusting as he trembled almost violently and growled like a real bear. Tabby was young and innocent, but no longer too innocent to know that the man was cumming inside of her. He was filling her little body with his hot goo - using her for his ultimate pleasure. And then, in an instant, he was gone!

"Noooooo!" Tabby cried out despite herself. The unexpected withdrawal of the Bear's large cock left a terrible void inside her. It was humiliating, but she was still desperate. She wasn't satisfied. She needed more! "Please, please, come back!"

"That's it! That's my little slut," Daddy said, startling Tabby. "Tell them you need more, baby. Tell them what you need!"

"Please, please, more!" Tabby screamed out without hesitation. She was so far past humiliation and shame - she just needed someone to stimulate her little pussy. "You! Please! You!" she screamed at the first party guest she locked eyes with: the Tall Clown.

The Tall Clown didn't waste a second. He handed off the camera he was holding to the Short Clown and stepped into place in front of the writhing, naked little girl as he expertly extracted a respectable and very hard cock from his voluminous clown pants. The child gasped when he swirled the head of his cock around the sticky warm entrance to her sex, just one more person doing his best to torment her with teasing.

"PLEASE! PUT IT IN!" Tabby begged. This time she missed the look of pleased satisfaction on her daddy's face as he exchanged glances with the Witch.

The Tall Clown thrust forward and took up an energetic, eager pace. His clown mask hid his amazement, but even so it was clear that the man was enraptured by the way the little nine-year-old greedily gobbled at his cock with her tight cunny. But the man also knew his part in the training of little Tabby, so he didn't hold back. Like the Bear before him, he dominated the child without hurting her. He thrust and thrust, reveling in the amazing sensation. But the Tall Clown had never had such a stunning, tight, young pussy to engage before. He'd barely fucked the little girl for more than three or four minutes before he pushed as deep inside her as he could, shivered from head to toe, and let his cum flow into her small body.

"No, no, please!" Tabby wailed when the Tall Clown pulled away from her, trailing a rivulet of their combined fluids, but leaving her glistening pussy open and empty once again. How can this be? she thought. What did the Witch do to her? How could she be so incredibly and horribly needy? "Pleeeease, someone, anyone, please!"

The Fat Clown and the Short Clown banged into one another like a comedy team as they each rushed to be the next to 'help' little Tabby. But it was Fat Clown who won the contest. He practically threw the camera back to Tall Clown. Tabby's cries of pleasure as the man worked to bury his fat cock into her tiny cunt brought a smile to everyone in the room.

Everyone but the Princess and the Monkey, that is. The Princess was beginning to tremble and her eyes darted about the room like an animal looking for a means of escape. But the Bear was close behind her, watching Tabby and the Fat Clown with pleasure, while keeping an eye on the Princess at the same time.

The Monkey pulled at its leash like a frightened dog, distracting Tadd from his attendance to his daughter's performance. But the second he looked at the Monkey he got a new, wicked smile on his face. He jerked the Monkey back to his side and an instant later the Monkey was in his arms, clinging to the front of his body, arms around his neck and legs around his waist. The Monkey frantically looked from side to side, but it seemed to know better than to try to escape. Even as the Fat Clown finally embedded his cock to the depths of Tabby's tight cunny, ready to take up a hard, energetic rhythm, Tadd reached beneath the Monkey to unzip the crotch of the furry, encasing costume.

Tadd forced the small, squawking Monkey down onto his rigid prick. He thrust upwards, again and again, until he was fully embedded in the tight monkey-cunt. Turning his full attention back to Tabby, Tadd held the Monkey in his arms and fucked it hard and fast.

Not surprisingly, the Fat Clown didn't last much longer in Tabby than his Tall friend had. The little girl's warm tunnel was too tight and she moaned and thrashed too erotically. How did such a little girl, such a young thing, know how to fuck so magnificently? For the third time in twenty minutes, another masked man - a stranger - a user - unloaded his warm cum freely into Tabby's spasming pussy. Spurt after spurt of thick seed filled her little body, to mix with the seed of the two previous men.

And still Tabby wasn't satisfied. The men were too quick, done too soon. She needed more! Her mind was reeling from the unsatisfied need. "Nooooooo!" she cried out pitifully when the Fat Clown, like the other two, quickly backed away from her.

Tabby's eyes snapped open, desperately seeking someone else to keep her massive climax alive! They had to help her, they had to! Who? Who? "You! You! Please!" she cried out as her eyes locked with the frightened, big eyes of the first person she saw: the Princess.

"No, no, no, I can't, please. Aaaaggh!" the princess screamed. But her scream of denial was wasted. The Bear was ready, as if he knew what was going to happen. He grabbed the Princess by the back of her neck and he thrust her forward, between Tabby's smooth thighs. Like the Witch before her, the Princess was forced to kneel and let her tongue sink into Tabby's oozing cunny.

Tadd redoubled his energetic fucking of the Monkey as he leered at the sight of the Princess with her face in Tabby's wet sex.

"Yes, yes, ohhhhh!" Tabby screamed as the other girl pressed into her and scraped her tongue and lips and teeth against Tabby's swollen lips and clit. Her climax flared to new heights and she struggled against the awful handcuffs that held her hands behind the chair. She desperately wanted to grab the pretty Princess's hair and force the girl's face deeper and deeper into her sex.

But Tabby didn't need to press the face of the Princess harder into her sensitive, swollen cunny - someone else was doing it for her! Tabby barely managed to focus her eyes to see that the Tiger was just behind the girl. He'd lifted her by her hips and he was ramming into the back end of the Princess, hard and fast. It took Tabby a minute to realize that the Tiger was fucking the Princess. He was fucking her hard and with every vicious thrust he pushed her face hard into Tabby's little pussy. As Tabby focused her eyes and really concentrated, she saw that the Tiger was gripping the wrists of the Princess behind her back. Even as she watched, she saw the Bear reach in and slip a pair of handcuffs around the Princess's wrists. The Tiger smiled and got a better grip around the girl's waist, letting him pound into her even faster.

Tabby realized that the Princess, like her, was now bound and helpless. The girl was being held against her will while the Tiger used her body and the Bear humiliated her by making her lick and suck at Tabby's wet, flowing cunny. With this realization a strange new sensation whirled around in Tabby's mind and her orgasm exploded to new heights - heights she could never have imagined. She thrust her little cunny harder against the girl's lips and squeezed her muscles together in an attempt to force the huge mass of cum from deep inside her into the Princess's mouth. What a crazy, wonderful thrill!

"That's it, baby!" The sound of Daddy's voice in Tabby's ear startled her! She tried to turn her head, to see his face, but she couldn't.

Oh gosh! Tabby blushed. Daddy and all the others were watching - they were watching Tabby grind her little cunny into the Princess's mouth. They were watching Tabby try to force the other girl to lick all that cum from her cunny. A whole new level of shame caused a shiver down Tabby's body.

"Oh god, yes, baby," Daddy continued in Tabby's ear. "You like being taught a lesson, don't you baby? Oh jesus, yes, yes, ohhh!" The sounds coming from Daddy didn't make sense. "And what did you learn, Tabby? Oh god, yes, fuck! Fuck! Oh, what are you learning right now, baby? Tell me! Do you like helping make her helpless Tabby? Tell me. Tell us all!"

"Oh daddy! Oh, oh gosh, oh..." The writhing of Tabby's tortuous orgasm was joined by the trembling of real fear. Why was daddy doing this? Did she really like this? Oh god, she was Daddy's little girl, and this was all part of the game, the glorious game. She had to answer him. "Yes daddy, yes," Tabby whispered back to her daddy, but she knew that everyone could hear her, even the poor Princess.

"That's right, baby. And don't you forget this lesson. But you have so much more to learn, sweetheart, so much more."

Tabby desperately wanted to ask her Daddy what he meant, but there wasn't time. Suddenly her vision was filled with brown - brown fur. And then the fur moved and climbed up and the Monkey was standing on the chair and the chair tipped back. The Monkey climbed higher. What was happening!?! Oh god, oh god, the Monkey had a cunny and it pressed against Tabby's face and it was the strangest, scariest part of the game ever. But Tabby knew what she had to do.

Tabby opened her mouth and pushed out her tongue and swept it up through the Monkey's warm, sticky pussy. The familiar taste of cum flooded her mouth, mixed with the strangest new flavor, almost sweet, like summer rain. And it was Daddy's cum. Daddy had fucked the Monkey and made her give Tabby his cum. Taking Daddy's cum this way was a whole new level of submission. She lapped the cum up just like the Princess was lapping all the cum from her own cunny. The Monkey shivered on Tabby's face and then, suddenly it was gone.

Even Tabby could understand the moment when the Tiger came in the Princess. He slammed into the girl from behind, grasping her hips, with her short princess dress thrown up over her back. The girl moaned into Tabby's wet cunny, but she never stopped licking and sucking and nosing, keeping Tabby's climax going. The Tiger roared his triumph as his seed erupted into the girl's cunt and she trembled wildly with her own orgasmic tremors.

"Ten! Nine! Eight!"...

Tabby heard the sounds of hundreds of people counting down. What was happening? Her eyes flicked to the big screen on the wall where the ball was dropping on Times Square. It was almost midnight, almost the new year.

"Seven! Six! Five!"...

The party-goers chanted with the thousands on the screen. All but the Princess, who licked the last drops of cum from Tabby's throbbing cunny. But then Tabby saw the Tiger and the Bear lift the Princess up, up on top of Tabby.

"Four! Three!"...

The glistening face of the Princess came closer and closer to Tabby's face.

"Two! One!"...

"Happy New Year!" everyone cried out just as the the Princess started to kiss Tabby. No, it wasn't just kissing! The Princess filled Tabby's mouth with all the cum she'd sucked from Tabby's little cunny. The cloying, oily jism mixed with the taste of her daddy and overwhelmed Tabby's heightened senses as she was forced to kiss the other girl back. Her mouth filled with the nasty cum!. Oh gosh!

"Happy New Year, baby," Daddy said somewhat breathlessly into Tabby's ear as the Princess forced all of the men's cum into her mouth. Behind the Princess, someone unseen with clever, clever fingers was prolonging Tabby's tortuous orgasm. Even as the other girl kissed her, Tabby felt something wet, warm and sticky flowing down her stomach and over the hood of her sex, where the unseen assailant rubbed it liberally inside of her to better lubricate her and drive her crazy. "Oh yes, baby, my sweetie," Daddy crooned. "I'm so proud of you And now it's time for one more lesson for my little goddess. But first I want to see you just like you were that first time, when you were bound to your chair with scarves and your sabotaged toy handcuffs. There's just one thing missing baby - just one thing."

The Princess was pulled back from their long, tortuous kiss and Tabby wanted to scream but her mouth and throat were filled with the frightening, thick cum. Before she could swallow or spit or do anything, a large wad of knotted silk filled her mouth, enough to completely gag her and force her lips wide open. Tabby was forced to swallow half the cum, but the dry fabric immediately soaked up just as much. Tabby was completely gagged - gagged by the very same silk scarf she had gagged herself with all those weeks ago. She couldn't make a sound and she knew she'd be forced to taste the awful cum from the three men as long as the evil gag was present. Tabby also knew just how she looked - she could remember seeing herself in the mirror, struggling against the unexpected real bondage of her vandalized handcuffs. But this time the handcuffs weren't toys and daddy wasn't the only one watching her - and her mouth was still filled with the cloying taste of the men's seed. This time her situation was so much worse, so much more real.

Tabby had no idea just how fraught her situation really was.

The witch rose and stood back from the writhing little girl, for it was her clever fingers that had continued Tabby's incredible climax all through her kissing torment. Tabby gave out a small gagged moan of protest. The Witch smiled, her bright red lips and her blue eyes both sparkling in the party lights. All of the guests gathered in front of the child, with Daddy still standing just to one side of her. The cameras covered her from several angles.

"Happy New Year, baby," Daddy said again and all but one of the guests joined him in raising their drink glasses with a rousing echo of "Happy New Year!" Only the Princess, whose arms were still handcuffed securely behind her back, didn't join in on the festive chorus. "I think it's time you met your party guests. Don't you, sweetie?" Daddy said.

Tabby's bondage was total. She'd never felt so completely helpless and vulnerable. She couldn't even shake or nod her head in disagreement or agreement with Daddy. The most spectacular orgasm she'd yet experienced was only slowly fading away. But despite all of that - the idea of discovering who these people were was a whole new level of fright. She was so afraid that some of them might be people she knew - people she would have to see again - people who would KNOW!

"Oh good, I can see how excited you are to meet everyone," Daddy teased. Daddy and the others could all see how terrified Tabby was and none of them could look away from the vision of the bound beauty, not even the Princess. "Let's see, baby, where shall we start? I know - let's start with the Tiger."

Tabby couldn't help it, her wild, frightened eyes flicked to the Tiger who smiled at her as he reached up to lift the mask from his face. Somehow Tabby wasn't surprised to see the man who'd pretended to arrest her at the mall - the man who'd bound her wrists and marched her down the halls in front of all those people before he put her in a holding cell with a homeless man - the man who'd already used her little body quite severely, twice, that very day. He was Daddy's handsome friend Marco. If it wasn't for the overwhelming taste of cum already driving her crazy, she might well have remembered the taste of his seed. It hadn't been that long since she'd swallowed his.

Despite everything that was happening to her, it was a huge relief to see that the Tiger was only Marco. Marco wasn't someone Tabby would ever have to see again, he wasn't someone she'd run into at church or the mall. But then her eyes flicked back to Daddy as he said, "And next let's meet our fine trio of comedy - our very own Larry, Mo and Curly." Tabby watched the three clowns, Tall, Short and Fat, step to the front of the small crowd and take a small bow. Her eyes flared and her cunny spasmed at the memory of Tall and Fat using her little body. Was that only minutes ago? Oh please, please, don't be anyone I know!

It was Tall Clown who first tore away his scary clown mask and fright wig. Tabby gave a silent scream. Nooooooooooo!" If not for her gag the scream would have intensified when Short Clown pulled off his mask. When Fat Clown followed suit Tabby nearly died of embarrassment. She didn't think it would be possible to find a worse trio of men to be smiling down at her, men she would have to see practically every day of her life. Men who had already seen what a terrible, needy little submissive slut she was.

Tall Clown was Mr. Adie, the classroom aide in Tabby's third grade classroom, the one all the girls thought was cute! Oh no! Monday, Wednesday and Friday were going to be awful. Worse, Short Clown was Tabby's trim and athletic soccer coach, Mr. Reinart. She saw him at least twice a week most of the year. How would she ever manage soccer practice again knowing how he would look at her, what he would think of her? But worst of all, Fat Clown was Mr. Cheater. Tabby couldn't believe it, her own third grade teacher! She knew all of them! Tabby wanted to crawl in a hole, but Tabby was bound and exposed, helpless to escape the hungry gaze of three of the most important men in her young life.

"That's right, baby," Daddy said calmly next Tabby's ear. "I'm so glad you're excited to recognize these fine admirers of yours. I know they can't wait to see you again and again, especially now that you've let them know all about the games you like to play, the lengths you're willing to go to to please them, and I do so want you to please them, Tabby!"

The magnitude of Daddy's words shook Tabby to her core and she realized Daddy's game had crossed a whole new line - a line that a submissive little girl like Tabby could never walk back from.

"But let's not forget our most important guests, sweetie," Daddy continued. The three former clowns melted back into the small crowd as the Bear and the Witch stepped forward, with a terrified Princess between them. Tabby was shocked to see that the Princess, whose hands were still bound, was now wearing a bright red leather dog collar. The Witch and the Bear each held short leashes in their hands, attached to either side of the evil-looking collar and as Tabby watched they held the poor, struggling Princess in place.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!!" Tabby screamed in her mind as the Bear pulled off his mask to reveal the last man she thought she would ever see. She nearly fainted. She blinked her eyes behind her big glasses, trying to rid herself of the horrible vision. But no matter how hard she tried she couldn't change the reality: the man leering down at Tabby was her stepfather, Steve!

But if the Bear was Steve then oh gosh, oh no, no, no! Tabby's eyes turned to the Witch but the Witch was gone. Standing there, smiling with wide, glistening, excited eyes was Mommy! Tabby's heart flipped over in her chest. She knew she was going to faint. This wasn't possible! But even as she stared in fascinated horror at the sight of her own mother, the woman who had started Tabby's party-torment with her clever fingers and darting tongue, Mommy gave a smirk and jerked the Princess by the leash, bringing the girl up against Tabby chair, where Tabby could see, on her chin, the last glistening wetness from the cum of three men.

Tabby knew, in that instant, she knew what she would see. Mommy tore the mask from the pretty girl's face. And she was right. The girl was Amanda, Tabby's fourteen-year-old stepsister. And some of the nasty cum adorning Amanda's gorgeous teen face, just like the cum cloying at Tabby's mouth and taste buds, was from her own father, Steve. Was this why Steve always called his pretty, older daughter Princess?

The thought of Steve calling Amanda Princess ricocheted through Tabby's brain and in the next instant she heard the other pet name he always used - the pet name he used for his younger daughter, twelve-year-old Anna. Monkey!

"Oh sweetie, my baby, I am so glad to finally be a part of your games," Mommy crooned into Tabby's ear. And then Mommy leaned in close to push Tabby's glasses back up and to kiss Tabby on the very end of her cute little nose, just as she'd been doing almost every night since her precious girl was born.

Tabby's young mind couldn't process the revelations that had hit her so swiftly. Her teacher? Her stepfather? Her stepsisters, bound? Her mother!?!? But Daddy wasn't going to give Tabby time to recover. Daddy was excited. Daddy had other plans and the night, like Tabby, was young.

"Are you ready to find out what your new present is really for, baby?" Daddy said, loud enough for all his guests to hear. "I had it made special for you." The only response the bound, gagged, helpless child could give was to flare her eyes in frightened surprise behind her big glasses. Daddy's presents were scary! What more could the strange chair do? "Oh, sweetie, I know you're going to love it." And with that Daddy stepped back to join the circle of party guests who eagerly awaited to find out what Tadd was talking about.

It was terrible and exciting to be the center of so much attention, from so many important people in her life, but Tabby didn't have much time to ponder the strange sensation. She felt a slight thrumming through the seat of her chair. She wanted to know what it was! What was happening? But of course she was helpless to shift or move or even look down between her legs where the vibration was quickly growing stronger. Oh no, oh no! What is it!? NOOOO!

Tabby strained every muscle in her body to try to raise her body up, away from whatever it was that was suddenly pressing into her unprotected little ass. Something was rising up from below the seat - through the small, oval hole she'd seen before but forgotten about. She pulled her little bottom as high as she could, but it was no use. Something hard and round and slippery was slowly rising out of the oval slit in the seat, pressing harder and harder up into Tabby's bottom. "Mmmmmmm!" she screamed around her gag. "Mmmmmmm!"

The pressure from below was getting worse and worse. All the party-goers were staring at Tabby with wide, excited eyes. Mommy stuck her tongue out the side of her mouth in worried concentration. She looked like she wanted to reach out to Tabby. Mr. Adie and Mr. Reinart each rubbed the front of their clown pants and her handcuffed, collared stepsister Amanda looked more and more unhappy. There was no way to escape whatever it was that was rising out of the seat, pushing up into little Tabby's bottom! Panic filled her chest as the pressure grew.

A flash of insight finally pushed past Tabby's terror and filled her young mind. It was a puzzle! Daddy's presents were always puzzles. She just had to figure it out. Oh! Oh god, no, he couldn't want her to... Oh god, oh god... Tabby locked eyes with her worried Mommy, and then with Daddy, and then...

It only took a small shift to her position - yet almost more of a shift than Tabby's tight bondage would allow. She aligned her tiny rosebud with the hard, unseen intruder that just kept rising from below her seat. She was barely in time! Another few seconds and she wouldn't have had any room left to move! But now the mysterious thing pressed harder and harder against her anus. Tabby was so frightened, but she knew she had no choice - she had to let the big, hard knob push up inside of her. Thank goodness it seemed to be coated with some sort of slippery oil! "Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm!" she cried out.

"Oh god, she can't!" Mommy cried out.

"Holy shit, she's really going to..." Fat Mr. Cheater gasped before he cut himself off.

Tabby's Princess stepsister let out a frightened moan as she bit her lip and stared at the inch and a half black ball of shining plastic that was slowly being forced into little Tabby's ass. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the glistening orb of horror!

"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Tabby moaned again and then the ball stretched her little bottom open and popped into her ass as every part of her body strained and writhed. Her body dropped an inch as the big intruder slid up inside of her and then her tight sphincter closed around the pencil-thin rod that held up the hard sphere.

Tabby thought she'd solved daddy's puzzle, that the ball up inside her ass was just one last piece to her total submission and bondage. But she quickly realized that the unwelcome and unseen intruder was still rising, pushing farther and farther up inside of her - and there was nothing she could do to stop it! Another half an inch of the invader slid up inside her before she felt the next ball straining against her tight ass. "Mmmmmm!" she cried out again as her small body was lifted and lifted until - AGGHHH! - the second ball popped inside of her and her anus closed around the thin rod again.

Her little ass was so full! Two big hard balls up inside her body felt like more than she could endure, even though she knew she'd taken more - she'd had daddy's thicker cock up in her only that morning - and the plug from her pretty white tail had been nearly as big as the hard balls. But the intruder wouldn't stop rising! "Mmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Tabby felt her insides shift to make room as the balls were pushed higher and higher. When she felt felt a third ball begin to push against her tight opening, an inch below the second one, she nearly lost her mind with panic.

"Oh my god, oh my god," Tabby heard her witchy mother cry out. She also heard a keening moan of fright that could only have come from her stepsister.

"Mmmmmmmmm!" Tabby moaned as the third of the stacked, hard balls lifted her off the seat of the chair until she couldn't rise any further. Her body strained and strained until suddenly the ball slipped through her tight little sphincter and she dropped down, with only the thin rod protruding out from under her ass. Over six inches of rigid dildo was up inside the nine-year-old's ass.

And then it began to vibrate. "Mmmmmmmmmmm!!"

Tabby's eyes snapped open when she heard her daddy's voice in her ear again. "You look amazing, baby!" he whispered. "And look. Do you see how much everyone likes the way you look?" Tabby could only barely move her head, and she hardly had any control of her spasming little body, but she just managed to scan the crowd of onlookers. To her amazement, all of them were busily engaged in energetic activities, even as they stared at her writhing form with excitement.

Just a few feet away, Mommy was holding her witch skirts high while one of the clowns, handome Mr. Adie, with the bottom half of his clown costume tangled around his ankles, was busily fucking her from behind while he watched Tabby over Mommy's shoulder. Tabby realized that she was panting through her nose at almost exactly the same pace as he mother was panting as she endured the Clown's hard, fast thrusting. Tabby blushed when she suddenly recognized the strange emotion that surged through her atop all the other emotions she was reeling under: jealousy!

Next to the energetically coupling Witch and Clown, Tabby's stepsister Amanda was down on her knees with her tongue running up and down the length of her own father's cock. Steve's impressively long cock jutted out from the fur of his costume. Tabby couldn't tell if the Princess was enjoying the act. She couldn't be sure, but it looked like the collared and handcuffed girl was trying to pull away from Steve. But Steve certainly was enjoying the attention, even though his eyes were fixed on Tabby. His fingers were twined tightly in his Princess's blonde hair as he 'helped' her to run her tongue up and down his cock. And then, when her stepfather saw that Tabby was watching, he gave a smile and pushed the head of his cock into his pretty Princess's mouth. In seconds, his impressive cock was sliding deeper and deeper down the girl's throat, whether she liked it or not. The sight scared Tabby in a whole new way. What if...?

But Tabby's concerns, along with her view were swept aside when Daddy stepped close in front of her, then leaned in even closer. He startled her by gently pushing her glasses back to the top of her nose. The incessant vibrations of the knobbed dildo up in her ass were enough to set them sliding back down again at once. Daddy's face filled Tabby's vision and the other party-goers faded to moans and gasps in the background. She heard her monkey stepsister give out a frightened "eep!" But then Tabby felt Daddy's cock at the entrance to her young, sopping cunny and everything else went away.

She couldn't help herself. Despite everything, Tabby's little cunt grasped at Daddy's cock! And he didn't disappoint her. Tabby arched her back as much as she could as Daddy took advantage of her terrible, vulnerable display in the bondage chair and slid his big manhood into his sweet daughter. With the dildo waggling frantically inside her rear entrance, Tabby's pussy was even tighter around his meat and Daddy couldn't hold back a gasping moan of pleasure. Tabby felt a hot swell of happiness at Daddy's overt delight before she began to scream through her gag at the insane intensity of the double penetration. "MMMMMMMMM!!"

Tabby thought nothing could possibly get crazier, but once again she was wrong. Her muffled screams intensified when she felt the big, knobbed dildo in her ass began to pull downwards, even as it continued to frantically vibrate inside of her. Her daddy was fucking her with his usual careful gusto, filling her completely again and again, but always stopping short of injuring her tiny form. And she couldn't help but respond to his love and desire as she always did, squeezing at his cock and trembling at his touch. But now she felt the lowest of the three hard balls stretching her sphincter open. It was the most amazing sensation! She gave another muffled scream as the first ball quickly dragged through her opening. A huge flare of energy streamed out from her ass and her pussy spasmed around daddy's thrusting cock. Almost at once the second ball forced it's way through her back door and another wave of shock overtook her small body. The full force of Tabby's helplessness overwhelmed her brain as an orgasm took hold deep inside of her and she strained every muscle against the amazing onslaught of sensations.

But the machine that was raping little Tabby's ass wasn't done. Her ass closed tight around the thin post of the dildo, but the machine continued to pull, faster now. The last ball popped out of Tabby just as daddy thrust as deep inside of her as he could get. Her whole body was shaking violently from the intensity of her climax. And then the machine reversed course and the strange dildo was pushed back up into the little girl's ass. She absorbed the first ball, then the second, then the third, each distinct invasion of her bowels, deeper and deeper, sending waves of tormenting pleasure through her bound body. The machine reversed again, moving even faster, and one by one the balls were forced down through the tiny, tight hole again.

Daddy and the evil chair fucked Tabby at nearly the same pace. Tabby's orgasm was so huge, the sensations so intense, that she thought she would lose her mind. Never had a little girl endured so much sexual stimulation all at once. And Tabby knew, in her heart and in her brain, that her wonderful daddy had done all of this just for her.

It would take Tadd several minutes to reach the culmination of Tabby's crazy double fuck, but he hurried himself along rather than savor every second of the domination. It was enough, even for the monster - and he knew that Tabby must be close to the breaking point. Soon Tabby's mother was next to the child, stroking her face and whispering something no one else could hear. Tadd kept on fucking her, willing himself to cum. Marco went around to the back of the chair and took Tabby's handcuffs off, then carefully massaged her arms to get the blood flowing. Steve knelt on one side and Mr. Adie the other side in order to untie the scarves from Tabby's ankles. Then Tabby's mother and Marco worked together to unhook the tricky clasps that bound Tabby's neck to the chair. Tadd's heart pounded as he continued to carefully thrust into the tight cunt, but he nodded to his ex-wife and she carefully untied the scarf that gagged her little girl.

"I. Love. You. Tabby!" Tadd said between grunts as he felt the wonderful pressure build.

All at once the insane, knobbed dildo pulled out of Tabby's ass and disappeared down inside the chair. Tabby gasped and twisted, pulling her arms free from the chair in a single, desperate motion. "I. Love. You. Daddy!" the little girl cried out and grasped the front of his silk shirt, pulling Daddy even closer. Her little cunny grasped at Daddy's cock, willing him to finish.

Tadd and the monster came in Tabby's small body, pouring every ounce of domination and love they could find into the act. When he was done, sated in every way, he lifted the child into his arms, removing her from the bondage chair completely. The evil device had done it's job - for now. Daddy kissed Tabby and she wrapped her arms around his neck to kiss him back.

Tadd swept out of the living room with his precious daughter still in his arms. Only Tabby's mother followed them and a moment later they were all back in Tadd's bedroom. Tadd set Tabby on the ground, where she wobbled uncertainly on her boots, trying to get her land legs back under her.

"Are you okay, baby?" Daddy asked, staring down at the little girl who had been through so much. "Walk around with your mother for a minute. Tell us how you're doing."

At the sound in Daddy's voice, Tabby instinctively dropped her eyes to the floor and her arms to her side, but Mommy took one of her hands and started to walk her around the bedroom.

"Well?" Daddy asked.

"Oh give her a second!" Mommy blurted.

"It's okay, Mommy! I, I... I think I'm fine."

And she was fine. Tabby was sore, and a bit tired, but she was still filled with the thrilling energy of the party. Daddy's games were so much fun! Scary, awful, humiliating - but so, so fun!

"Are you sure, sweetie?" Mommy asked gently.

"Yes, Mommy. I'm a little sore, but it's fine."

Tadd knelt next to Tabby, bringing his face close to hers. "I have one more surprise for you, Tabby," he whispered.

"OH! Daddy, I...!" Tabby squeaked in frightened surprise before she got control of herself and dropped her eyes submissively to the floor. "Yes, Daddy," she answered meekly.

But Tadd cupped Tabby's chin in his hand and lifted her face up to meet his gaze. "You don't understand, baby. You've been such a good girl, so amazing. We have to reward you. You deserve it."

"It's okay, sweetie, don't be scared," Mommy said, combing her fingers through Tabby's long coppery hair.

Despite the soothing voices, Tabby was still frightened. She didn't know what to say!

Tadd could see the uncertainty and angst in his little girl's eyes and he gave her a wry smile. "Don't worry, baby, really. We just thought you might like to understand the game from a different point of view. So, here's the thing. The party is still going - it will go on for awhile. You don't have to come back to the party at all if you don't want to. It's up to you. But, if you do come back to the party..." Daddy paused. "If you do decide to come back to the party, then you're in charge. Just you - you can do whatever you want. You get to be the one in charge and everyone will do exactly as you say."

As Daddy explained, Tabby's eyes got bigger and bigger. Surely he was joking. But no, he looked serious. And when Tabby turned to Mommy she nodded her head, affirming the crazy thing Daddy had just told her.

"It's okay, baby. You take your time," Daddy said as he stood. "We'll just leave you here to decide." He and Mommy headed for the door. "Anything you decide is fine, sweetheart. You don't have to come back to the party at all if you don't want to." The two parents left the room and closed the door as Tabby stood gawking. But two seconds later the door opened again and Daddy stuck his head back in the bedroom. "Oh, yeah. I almost forgot. There's a present for you on the bed." Then he disappeared and Tabby was alone again.

Tabby turned to look at the bed and sure enough, there it was, yet another white box with a big red ribbon tied in a bow on the top. It was just like all the other boxes that had contained all the frightening, wonderful presents daddy had given to her - then used on her.

Tabby shivered, staring at the box and wondered what she should do. What did she want to do?

Read on for Part 11, the conclusion of Tabby's Aadventures .

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