The Little Girl and the Bondage Magazines - Part Eleven

- by Alvo Torelli, December 2018

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New Year's Day, 1:30 A.M.

Without his star guest, Tadd's New Year's party didn't have the same electricity. There was still a bubbling sense of impending excitement, but with every minute that passed without Tabby at the center of attention the party cooled down that much more. It didn't help the general mood when Tadd made it clear that for the time being Amanda and Anna were off limits. "For the time being," he said with a twinkle in his eye, rekindling a bit of the excitement. But as the minutes dragged on with no sign of Tabby, the energy in the room continued to ebb.

"I guess she was too scared or tired to come back," Tabby's mother said quietly to Tadd amidst the hubbub of conversation and tinkling of ice in glasses.

"No, I don't think so. Maybe it's just taking her time to..." Tadd began to respond until there were several gasps and a loud 'eek!' from Anna before the whole room went deathly silent.

Tadd turned to see his daughter standing in the entryway, hands on her hips and a frightening glint in her eye. Her little tongue stuck out one side of her mouth as she fixed her gaze on the crowd and showed them she meant business.

But even more striking than Tabby's defiant pose or her knitted brow was the substantial black dildo jutting out from under the skimpy little skirt she still wore. The veined phallus and the words 'DADDY'S TOY' on her collar both glinted in the bright lights. Compared to the petite form of the nine-year-old the counterfeit black cock looked enormous. More gasps rippled across the room as Tabby took two steps forward and the fake erection bobbed up and down, ready for action.

Tadd was the only one in the crowd who knew the truth about the wonderful new present he'd left for Tabby. He smiled, imagining the concentration on her cute little face as she worked to solve another of daddy's puzzles. Had she been frightened when she figured out that the other end of the dildo, the shorter, bulbous fat end had to go up inside of her before she buckled the straps around her waist and between her legs? Did she like the way the big bulb felt up inside of her as she moved around? Did she understand how much better she could control the dildo that way - gripping it with her strong vaginal muscles - how much harder she would be able to thrust and pull? Had Tabby shivered with terror and delight when she closed the two little heart shaped padlocks on the sides of the girdle, committing herself to wear the penetrating contraption until her daddy released her? Was she excited? Tadd looked forward to watching the video of his little girl and her reactions, but for now he was thrilled to see her - ready to take her place as the mistress of the party. He'd never doubted her for a second.

For a moment, father and daughter locked eyes. A wordless message passed between them. Then Tadd turned back to the side table that was laden with drinks and party snacks. He lifted the edge of the table cloth that draped nearly to the floor. One more gasp was passed around the room when Tadd slid out the large open box that had been hidden under the table - filled with most of Tabby's past presents.

Tabby looked out over the sea of faces, trying to project a fierceness that she didn't really think she could pull off. But she was supposed to be in charge! And she didn't want to disappoint Daddy. She never wanted to disappoint Daddy. So she scowled at the guests and stepped forward to take on the daunting challenge of being in charge, like Daddy said.

It was so much fun to see the look of worry on Amanda's face, just before she slid her mask back on to hide her features! Was Amanda really afraid of Tabby? Oh! Tabby's young sex tunnel spasmed around the hard ball of dildo that fit so snuggly inside her. All the guests slid their masks back on as Tabby quickly searched for Anna, in her Monkey costume. When she found her, Anna's face was already covered with the hood that was the mask of her costume, but Tabby could see the fear in Anna's eyes. Tabby's cunny clenched even harder around the small neck of the dildo.

Daddy's games were always so much fun!

But why were Amanda and Anna afraid of her? Tabby asked herself. That was easy to answer. They'd been mean to her! They'd always been mean to her. They acted like she was five years old and wouldn't let her do anything with them. And they enjoyed being mean to her! It all flashed through Tabby's young mind.

And now it was Tabby's turn! Daddy had said so. And her stepsisters knew it.

Tabby strode forward, waddling a bit around the hidden end her impressive sham cock. With her brows knit and her lips pursed she pointed at her stepsister Amanda, who screamed as she was immediately gripped by both arms by Tall Clown and Short Clown. Tabby didn't need to say a word. All she had to do was point her finger at her stepsister's fancy princess dress. The men happily tore it open down the front and wrestled it off of the writhing teen to applause and excited chatter from the crowd. Amanda's face turned bright red as her small, perfect breasts were bared to the crowd. As soon as her stepsister was stripped to nothing but a pair of white silk stockings and her mask, without a word, Tabby pointed again - this time to the bondage chair that sat empty and foreboding in the middle of the party.

Amanda struggled and cursed, her blonde hair flying as she kicked and twisted, but it was all to no use. At fourteen, she was a bit too big for the Tabby-sized chair, but that didn't stop the two clowns from forcing her into the seat and awkwardly pushing her arms through the holes in the upright back. Tabby was there, with her tongue stuck out the side of her mouth in concentration and she didn't hesitate. Click, click, click - the pawls of the handcuffs, one of Tabby's favorite sounds, were loud enough to be heard over Amanda's pleading mewls. "Noooooo!" Amanda screamed as she felt the second cuff fit around her other wrist, binding her to the chair. Click, click, click! "Tabby! No, please, pl...." Amanda tried to plead, but Tabby had already handed Steve the huge red ball gag that she so adored, and Steve dutifully pressed the big orb between his daughter's teeth, reducing her screams to little more than guttural moans. Amanda shuttered with horror when she heard the telltale click of the little padlock that bound the uncomfortable gag around her head.

To completely subdue the frightened teenager, it was still necessary to bind her legs to the legs of the chair, spreading her wide open for all to see. It took both clowns to hold her steady - she was a strong young girl. But she was no match for the two grown men, and Tabby wasted no time binding Amanda's ankles to the chair with the lovely, soft red rope Daddy had given her for Christmas. Tabby looked up and beamed when she saw how proud Daddy was of her neat, strong knots!

Climbing back to her feet, dildo waving, Tabby took a hard look at her trapped stepsister. She walked slowly around the chair, checking that everything was in order and the Amanda was safely constrained - she didn't want to hurt her stepsister! It seemed to Tabby that despite her screaming, pleading and fighting, Amanda was enjoying being the center of attention! Amanda must like these games too! But clearly being submissive wasn't Amanda's thing. Tabby's eyes flared at the idea that maybe there was something she couldn't teach her big stepsister after all!

Tabby reached into Daddy's box and pulled out all three of her small plastic red eggs and the control units that trailed from them by thin wires. She enjoyed the look of fright on Amanda's face, as did everyone else at the party. But then Tabby seemed perplexed, looking this way and that, uncertain how to proceed.

"Here, baby," Daddy said with a smile, showing Tabby a small roll of surgical tape. He tore off a piece of tape about four inches long. "That should be enough to start."

Tabby stood up on her tip-toes, with her face up, so that Daddy could lean down a gently kiss her on the lips. Then she took the piece of tape and turned back to Amanda in the bondage chair.

Amanda tried to thrash and buck, but it was no use. Daddy lifted Tabby up so she could reach better, and in seconds she had the first little egg firmly taped to Amanda, just nestled between the velvety folds of her young cunny, hard up against her already swollen clit. Tabby thought it might hurt when they had to pull the tape off and it tore at the thin, silky blonde hair that grew lightly around Amanda's cunny. She wondered if she would ever get hair down there.

A quick glance to Daddy brought out another strip of the surgical tape, and just like that the second little egg was taped to Amanda's small, attractive left breast, pressed hard against a nipple that was already pointy and hard. The third egg went on the other nipple with a third piece of tape and Tabby carefully brought the three control units together to rest on the edge of the seat.

As soon as Daddy set her back down Tabby turned on all of the small vibrators, then stepped backed to watch her trapped stepsister start to wiggle and moan under the incessant stimulation of the little eggs.

This was so much fun! Is this how Daddy felt when he...? Oh, gosh!

But still Tabby wasn't done with her mean teenaged stepsister. "How does it work, Daddy?" she asked quietly.

"MMMMMMM!" Amanda screamed and shook her head back and forth with vigor. The vibrators were already sending terrible shocks through her body but she knew what Tabby wanted to add to the mix. She was terrified, and she showed it!

Without a word, Daddy reached into his pocket, then handed Tabby a small remote control with just three buttons - 0, 1 and 2.

Tabby pushed the 1 and they all watched as the three-ball dildo began to rise up out from under the chair. Amanda fought and fought, but she was no match for the machine and she quickly had to give in. First one fat ball, then another, then another, were forced through her tight sphincter until she was impaled on the knobbed dildo, which started up an energetic vibration to match it's egg-shaped cousins. Then Tabby handed the remote control back to Daddy and it disappeared into his pocket.

Amanda twitched and mewled around her huge ball gag as she was driven closer and closer to climax, a forced climax she couldn't escape. It made Tabby shiver to watch. She remembered the picture - the one on daddy's computer with some other girl in some other, similar chair - and she smiled. Gosh! This game was so much fun. Tabby's little pussy was leaking around the fat bulb of the dildo. She was so excited.

Tabby turned away from Amanda, stuck her tongue out the side of her mouth and started looking for the nasty little Monkey!

Tadd watched his pretty daughter, with her crazy fake erection, glance around the room in search of Anna the Monkey. The excitement in Tabby's pretty eyes and the determination on her brow took him back, years and years back. He remembered that same look on her mother's face over a decade earlier.

Tabby's mother was only fourteen when Tadd met her - the same age as Amanda now, come to think of it. The thought made Tadd glance back at the teenager, who was writhing on the bondage chair as the various vibrators did their best to drive her mad. He remembered Tabby's mother at that age, five years younger than himself - but already a copper-haired beauty who was wild to explore her sexuality and willing to do almost anything. No, not almost - anything. He'd slept with her on the very first night he'd met her at a birthday party. Hell, he'd more than slept with her - she was the first woman he'd ever bound, the first he'd ever tried to dominate, the first to play 'the game' with. It was a wild way to introduce a virginal fourteen-year-old into the glories of sex. Tabby's mother was the first woman, really just a girl, to truly awaken the monster.

As Tabby advanced on the poor, defenseless Monkey, who no doubt was guilty of any number of evil deeds against Tadd's daughter, Tadd glanced to his ex-wife, with her still voluminous copper curls and her great figure. He cursed himself for losing her, but he had Tabby now, so he couldn't really complain. Still... It could have been different.

Tadd and Tabby's mother married far too young. She was just sixteen, but there was a baby on the way. And they still enjoyed the game so much - surely the game was enough to carry them through. Even when she was gravid in the extreme their wild adventures with ropes and cuffs and various evil devices kept their love life as exciting as it had been that very first time. If Tadd had only understood that the monster was gaining ground, that the monster wanted more, perhaps he would have acted differently. Then again, maybe not.

It was impossible not to laugh as Anna the Monkey desperately tried to dart about, hiding behind the legs of this person and then that one, in a hopeless scramble to keep away from Tabby and her shining black flag pole. Tadd was thrilled to see Tabby hunt the other girl down, playing with her to increase the child's fright and make the utmost of the game. Pride swelled in his chest.

The monster enjoyed the scene too. The monster had dreamed of this.

The baby came, life changed, jobs got harder, time and money and energy were all scarce. The spark of their wild relationship somehow dimmed. The game became a less-often thing and there wasn't enough other connection between Tadd and his young bride beyond the game to keep the marriage solid. The monster convinced Tadd to try something more, something bigger, something to rekindle the spark. Because the monster had other desires.

Tabby was just two when Tadd let the monster convince him to take a chance. It wasn't at all hard to talk Tabby's young mother into it. She was just as excited to rekindle the intensity and pleasure of their marriage as he was. It wasn't that hard to use the youth and attractiveness of his young wife to help get them accepted into a group of swingers. They were welcomed with open arms and eager eyes. Their very first orgy was a mind blowing experience. Watching his young wife in the arms of another man, a man he'd chosen for her, thrilled Tadd, and the monster, beyond his imagining. Ultimately it was the start of Tadd's downfall.

The little girl in the degrading monkey suit gave an ear-shattering squeal when Tabby finally pounced on her, helped by the Short Clown and the Tiger. Tabby had the evil spreader bar ready and no amount of squirming or kicking from her stepsister, face-down on the floor, could stop Tabby from efficiently getting the cuffs around Anna's ankles.

The monster couldn't get enough of the thrill that came from sharing Tadd's gorgeous, gregarious young wife with other swingers - and she ate up the attention. The feelings he got from dominating her in front of others, of forcing her to give her self to strangers, to take several men at once - it was all intoxicating and addicting. They were incredibly popular and quickly moved from one group to another, climbing the pecking order into the most elite sex groups - where money was no object and the extremes of erotic behavior were astounding.

And that's where Tabby's mother met Steve - and it all fell apart for Tadd.

The handsome, rich, slightly older and recently widowed man, Steve, swept the gorgeous nineteen-year-old off her feet. Even Tadd had to admit it was love. He'd lost her. Divorce was reasonably amicable and even custody arrangements were easily worked out. Tabby's mother remarried quickly and took Steve's two girls under her wing. It all happened so fast. For a time Tadd withdrew, but after a couple of years he resurfaced on the scene and even occasionally ended up at the same parties as his former bride and her tall husband - special parties.

The hooded mask of the monkey suit hid everything but the frightened eyes and full lips of Steve's preteen daughter. Tadd wasn't the only one to find the suit incredibly erotic. It seemed to excite Tabby too. Certainly Tabby's hands were shaking as she puzzled out the little flaps that allowed her to turn her stepsister's monkey-hood into a blindfold. Tadd could easily imagine how much more frightening the suit was now that the twelve-year-old couldn't see. He realized what a natural his daughter was as she pulled on the leash to force her stepsister up onto her hands and knees, her ankles spread wide by the silver bar. He almost wished that Tabby had urged him to be the first to present his throbbing manhood to the little monkey's lips, but that honor had gone to the Fat Clown, Mr. Cheater, who had once been little Anna's third grade teacher, as he was Tabby's teacher now.

Tadd's attention to the plight of the little monkey was distracted by yet another muffled scream from her older sister. He saw Tabby glance over her shoulder towards her older stepsister; her eyes gleaming behind her big glasses and her tongue protruding in that cute way that still tugged at his heart strings. A shiver ran across Tabby's form where she knelt behind Anna and a wicked little smile lit up her face before she turned back to her current work - forcing Anna to swallow the fat cock of the Fat Clown at the same time that she fumbled at the opening at the crotch of Anna's debasing costume.

Tadd spared a second to look to Amanda's torment as well, and the memory of her first time at one of Steve's parties flooded back to him. She'd been younger then, thirteen, her breasts just budding as her body was caught in that lovely, short period between childish and womanly. He remembered her father leading her into a room, on a leash and draped with a long white cloak. At his command she dropped the garment to reveal her lovely, naked form - and then one by one she'd worked her way around the room on her knees, taking each man's cock into her mouth and servicing him until she'd swallowed his cum. She loved being the center of attention. She loved the words of praise and the excitement she engendered.

A muffled eek of terror drew Tadd from his memories. Turning his attention back to Tabby and the Monkey, he was surprised to find that little Anna could make such a loud noise with so much of the Clown's fat cock down her throat. While he'd looked away, Tabby had handcuffed Anna's monkey paws behind her back. But the Clown held her up with a strong grip on the little girl's hooded head, leaving Tabby free to be the cause of her scream. Tabby knelt behind her stepsister, holding the other girls waist with one arm. She circled the head of her big, evil black dildo through Anna's little cunny, tormenting Anna with the promise of the beast. Anna wailed again.

Tadd watched Tabby look back over her shoulder. She locked eyes with him. He was so proud of her, and he knew she could see it in his gaze. Then she turned back and rammed forward into Anna's pussy. Was it just yesterday that Tadd had first taken Tabby like that, holding her from behind while another man put his cock down her throat. The memory rocked him and the strain in his pants became painful.

Stepping forward, Tadd knelt next to his excited daughter. Despite the way she was energetically raping her stepsister, he cupped her chin and turned her head so that he could give her a loving kiss. Then he whispered into her ear. "One last surprise, baby." Tadd reached down between Tabby's pivoting hips and Anna's cute, fur-covered ass. Moving with Tabby's thrusts, he found the tiny switch at the bottom of the big dildo - the dildo that filled his daughter's cunny so full - and flipped it on.

It was amazing to watch the reactions of Tabby and Anna as the dildo began vibrating wildly in both of their tight, preteen pussies. Tadd knew that the dildo was ribbed where it excited Tabby's cunny and now it would be sending wild electric spasms through her sensitive little clit. He could see that the thrill of dominating and raping her stepsister, combined with the rapid throbbing of the big black monster would send Tabby to a huge climax in no time.

Fat Clown came into Anna's monkey-mouth with a great roar of pleasure, then gave up his position in front of her to Tall Clown, Mr. Adie. Adie was a recent newcomer to the group and this was his first orgy with any of the young girls. He obviously couldn't believe his luck! Already he'd fucked a child-cunt tighter than anything he could have imagined. And now he was working his long dick down the throat of another preteen. Tadd could tell the younger man wouldn't last long - but no problem, Tabby had a whole room full people to call upon. He marveled at how hard his daughter shivered and moaned as she thrust her hips against her stepsister.

Tabby really was the greatest ever and Tadd could barely contain his pride.

Tabby staggered back from behind Anna. She breathed in great gasps of burning air. Wow, fucking someone was hard work! As soon as she could catch her breath she pointed at the Tiger, who eagerly slid in place behind Anna the Monkey, grabbed the child's thin hips and slowly, but firmly slid his hard erection into the little girl's sopping cunny. Tabby grinned - she really liked the sight of her mean stepsister taking it from both ends - especially since Tabby was the one who had put her there! She watched long enough to see the Tiger step up the speed of his thrusts, until she could hear Anna's little grunts around the Clown-cock that filled her young mouth. But the desperate moans from behind Tabby were too much to ignore, and so she reluctantly turned around to see to the needs of her other stepsister, Amanda.

The devilish vibrators taped to Amanda's body, and the one deep in her ass, were doing just what Tabby had hoped - tormenting her older stepsister to the edge of her sanity. Tabby noticed the way the muscles in Amanda's neck stood out and she flashed on the picture she'd left her daddy on his computer, the picture of some other girl bound in some other chair - tormented. Oh gosh, it was so exciting to make it be Amanda in the chair, straining, writhing and flailing about, completely at Tabby's mercy! Tabby could never have imagined how exciting this would be.

Tabby had thought that she was simply destined to be daddy's little plaything - submissive and vulnerable - and she'd thought it was enough. Now she knew better. Now Tabby began to understand how much bigger and more complicated and more exhilarating the game could be. For just a second she thought about how intense her feelings were, how the act of tormenting her stepsisters was so fulfilling, so exciting. In that moment, Tabby's monster was born, even if she didn't know it. But then Tabby caught Daddy's eyes and she shivered with sudden understanding of a deeper truth. Her monster fled in terror. It was all Tabby could do not to drop her eyes to the floor and stand with her arms at her side, waiting for Daddy to give her a command. Tabby realized in that moment that every emotion she was feeling was an emotion Daddy felt every time he looked at her, Tabby. She could see the monster looking out through Daddy's eyes and she knew that the monster knew so much more than she could imagine about dominating and using and forcing pleasure beyond measure. And then Tabby understood the last truth - that she was only on this side of the game, right now, tormenting her stepsisters, because Daddy wanted her to be. Daddy and the monster wanted her to feel these feelings, and so she was - because you couldn't say no to the monster. And just like always it was a puzzle too, and Tabby had figure it out! It had all taken only a moment, staring into Daddy's eyes, but it felt like an eternity. Now it was time to shake off her new revelations, because this was the game and Daddy was waiting.

It was time to up the stakes with Amanda.

Amanda saw Tabby turn her attention back to her and she shook her head back and forth, moaning "mmmmm!, mmmmmm!" Amanda's helpless pleas just made Tabby happier, and besides, she knew Amanda was okay, she'd been where Amanda was now. But Tabby needed to torment Amanda just a little bit more. Tabby put out her hand without ever taking her eyes from Amanda's. When Amanda's father, Steve, in his bear costume took Tabby's hand gently, she pulled him down to kneel beside her. Then she pushed back Steve's bear mask and she kissed him on the lips, deep and long and hard, a kiss he returned with equal ardor. Was she making Amanda jealous? Yes! She was sure that even in the evil chair, in the throes of constant orgasm - Amanda was jealous!

When she was done making out with her stepfather, Tabby whispered into his ear and he pulled the mask back over his face before he rose. He turned and planted himself in front of his fourteen-year-old daughter. "Mmmmmm!, MMMMMMM!" Amanda screamed through her gag as she felt her father's long, hard cock teasing her cunny. As he pressed inside of her, her eyes rolled back in her head and she let out a long, continuous scream. No one there could have told if it was a scream of absolute terror or a scream of ultimate pleasure, but from the way Amanda's young body bucked and thrashed it was clear that she'd reached some new climactic level of fear or ecstasy - or both.

And then Tabby pressed the button labelled 2 on the little remote Daddy had handed her and the evil, bulbed dildo in Amanda's ass began it's slow, inexorable rhythm. Down, up, down. Tabby was sure Amanda would never forget the wonderful and horrible experience.

Looking down, Tabby saw the long, thick black dildo that still arched out from her very full little cunny. It still glistened with Anna's juices. She couldn't remember when or how she'd managed to turn off the vibrations to give herself a few moments of recovery. But the sight of her two awful stepsisters being used so thoroughly, at her command, was more than enough to rekindle her desire. There was just one more thing that her young mind wanted to experience.

Tabby looked back up to find Daddy smiling and waiting for her - already holding Tabby's mother in an unyielding grip.

Mommy the Witch struggled against the hands that held her at elbow and neck, but she knew from long experience that her struggles were wasted - that's what made them so much fun. And now there was was the wide-eyed determination on her little darling Tabby to give her a whole new thrill. Mommy stuck her tongue out the side of her mouth in excited anticipation as she watched Tabby rummage in the big box of her new toys.

When Tabby turned back the two pairs of handcuffs in her hands sparkled from the firelight. She too stuck her tongue out the side of her mouth as she advanced on Mommy, who couldn't stop a quick gasp from escaping her luscious full lips. Mommy shivered when Daddy turned her around and forced her wrists together - but both were surprised when Tabby didn't handcuff her. Instead she turned Mommy back around and tore at the front of her dress. Daddy helped and suddenly the blouse of the dress was torn asunder so that Mommy's perky, gorgeous breasts spilled out on display.

Tabby looked with such longing at Mommy's perfect breasts! Was she wondering if she would have such lovely breasts some day? Was she wondering if Daddy would like them - what he might want to do with them?

Mommy had to moan at Tabby's touch. Her little girl explored her breasts and her nipples. She was just tall enough to lick each nipple and suck it into her exploring mouth. Why did the touch of her daughter send such strong shocks through her system? Oh! She wanted to scream, but she didn't dare. Tadd's grip was so strong and Tabby's face was so serious.

Tabby stepped back, just before Mommy was driven over the edge into an orgasm. How had Tabby gotten her so close? She was forced to her knees, then her hands, and Tabby presented her the thick black dildo. It was heavily coated with Anna's juices and Mommy didn't want to suck it, but she knew she had no choice. Her little girl was in charge and she knew her place. But she was shocked when Tabby twined her little fingers into her coppery hair, hair just like Tabby's, and forced the big dildo farther and farther down Mommy's throat. Mommy choked and gagged and spittle flew about. It was humiliating! It was wonderful. It had been so long, so very long.

Suddenly Tabby pushed Mommy back and Mommy gasped again. The look on her baby's face was so frightening. The next thing she knew Tabby and Daddy were tearing her costume away, leaving her naked but for her mask. And then she was on her back and Tabby directed Daddy to grab her ankles. Tabby put a pair of the cuffs on Mommy's ankles, click, click, click, and she got more and more nervous. What was the little girl thinking? What had Tadd taught her? Oh god, the things that Tadd could teach her!

Mommy fought. She was supposed to fight - wasn't she? She wasn't sure. This was a new version of the game. What would Tabby think if she fought too hard? But it didn't matter. Tadd was too strong and Tabby knew what she wanted. Despite her flailing - click, click, click - the other handcuff was on her left wrist in no time. Tabby pulled the wrist towards Mommy's feet and started to wrap the chain around the cuffs between her ankles. Oh god, no! Mommy remembered a picture she'd seen, an amazing picture of a little girl, Tabby, bound in her Christmas dress on the floor, exposed and vulnerable and oh so very frightened. Tadd helped and the second cuff went click, click, click around Mommy's right wrist. She strained and pulled, but it was no use - her arms were wrapped around her legs and and her wrists bound tightly to the back of her ankles. She was forced to bend her knees, just like the little girl in that picture that had floated by - she was helpless and scared and vulnerable - and there was Tabby with that huge, scary dildo.

On her back, with Tadd easily holding her ankles and wrists, Mommy was powerless to stop Tabby from kneeling in front of her to rub the length of the shiny black dildo along the sensitive lips of her pussy. She couldn't believe what was happening! Her little girl was going to rape her. It was so exciting. But Tabby didn't hurry, she didn't force the big cock into her mother's cunt. Instead, Tabby ground it against her, teasing her, running the length of it between her desperate lips and across her aching clit. And just when it seemed Tabby's terrible, hateful teasing couldn't get any worse, Tabby reached between them and suddenly the dildo came to life, vibrating energetically and stimulating Mommy's cunny beyond endurance. Even Mommy didn't know that the terrible implement was vibrating just as wildly inside her little girl.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god, Tabby, please, please! OHHH! Oh god, fuck me, fuck me, please, baby, fuck your mommy!" Mommy screamed and she realized that she'd completely lost control of herself. She turned bright red. But she wanted Tabby to take her! She needed it!

But Tabby had other plans.

Tabby backed off and Mommy realized Tadd wasn't holding her in place any longer. She'd been holding herself in place, straining to hold the perfect position for her little girl to rape her, wishing her little girl would just get on with it and fuck her. She jerked her head from side to side, trying to find Tadd. What was he up to? Oh god, you never knew with Tadd. He might.... OH! OH! What? No, please. What are you...? Nooooooo!

Tabby watched Daddy pull Mommy onto his chest, with her back pressed hard against his naked body. She liked the way he cupped her breasts to hold her in place. Mommy's breasts were so nice! She really liked the way Mommy jerked and squirmed when she'd licked and sucked them. She wanted Mommy to jerk and squirm lots more! Daddy was going to help.

Dropping to her knees between Daddy's outstretched legs, Tabby had a lovely view of Mommy's cunny and Daddy's big cock just below it. Mommy had such a nice cunny - bigger than Tabby's, but still small and tight, with pink lips that barely peeked out. She'd loved the way Mommy shivered when she rubbed the vibrating dildo through those lips. And the dildo was still vibrating inside Tabby, filling her up. She was getting so very excited and warm and tingly and... Oh gosh. Tabby dipped her little tongue through Mommy's cunny and that was a whole new interesting wonderful sensation and she could taste how excited Mommy was.

Tabby really loved the way Mommy squirmed and fought to no avail in Daddy's strong arms. She told herself she should remember to squirm and fight like that for Daddy sometimes, if she thought that was what he wanted.

But the vibrations in Tabby's young cunny were driving her crazy. She rasped her tongue through Mommy's pussy and ran it hard over the little button that she knew would drive Mommy insane. Did she want to stop Mommy from making so much noise? No, she was too busy to worry about that! She swirled around Mommy's clit, over and over, drinking Mommy's flowing juices and at the same time she fumbled blindly for Daddy's big cock. Oh gosh! Daddy was so hard and ready. His cock pulsed in Tabby's little hand as she stroked it.

Shifting slightly, Tabby pulled away from Mommy's swollen pussy lips and let the head of Daddy's huge cock slip through her lips. It made her smile around the big piece of flesh when she heard Mommy gasp and plead for her to come back. Who knew Mommy was such a slut?! But Tabby knew just how Mommy felt - desperate to be used and pleasured at the same time. She should hurry. She shouldn't torture Mommy... no, wait. Still, she wanted Daddy's cock nice and wet, so Tabby ran her tongue all around it and swallowed it as deep as her little mouth could take. Gosh, she loved the way his cock twitched and danced when she teased it!

As soon as she had Daddy's big cock nice and slimy Tabby leaned back, still holding the cock in her small hands. Daddy had already shifted his small ex-wife's position, as if he and Tabby shared a telepathic bond. Tabby concentrated hard, sticking her tongue out the side of her mouth. She had to let go of the throbbing cock for a second to push her glasses back up onto her little nose, but then she grasped it firmly and pressed it up against her thrashing Mommy - right at the entrance to Mommy's ass.

Tabby was so excited. She couldn't wait. She pushed and pushed to get the head of the huge cock into Mommy's butt. When she craned her neck to look around Mommy she managed to lock eyes with Daddy. Daddy was laughing at her! Stupid Daddy! She gave Daddy her fiercest frown and Daddy winked at her - then he shifted Mommy again and forced his big cock past Mommy's straining sphincter. Tabby leaned back and watched with fascination as more and more of Daddy's thick manhood disappeared up into Mommy's ass.

For a moment Tabby felt that strange feeling that had been so confusing earlier. But now she knew what it was - it was jealousy. She could see that Daddy really liked ramming his cock deeper and deeper into Mommy's butt and she could easily imagine the way it felt for Mommy. Jealousy burned through her little body and she wondered if Daddy hadn't somehow managed even this moment - yet another subtle way to dominate her. She hoped he had!

But there wasn't time to wallow in the strange feelings. Tabby had a terrible itch to scratch. With Mommy careful purchased on Daddy's chest, her legs and arms bound tightly together and Daddy's cock well up into her ass, Tabby had to almost stand up to get into the right position. She braced her hands against Mommy's thighs and she tilted her hips, grasping the amazing dildo with her cunny to get the head of the big fake black phallus poised at Mommy's cunt.

"Oh god! Tabby! Tabby! NOOOOOO!" Mommy screamed.

Mommy was so good at the game!

Tabby pressed forward and used her weight. The glistening cock slid into Mommy's pussy. Mommy gasped and then grunted. Tabby had to use all her weight to get the cock deep, deep, deep into Mommy. She loved the way she could use her own little cunny to grip the cock and control it. She loved the way it felt to pivot her pelvis and arch her back, then slam forward to thrust the cock even further into Mommy. Soon enough, Tabby was fucking her Mommy, fucking her hard, and it felt soooo good.

Oh my god, it felt even better when Daddy started fucking Mommy up the ass! Oh, oh, Tabby was so full and so happy and she redoubled her efforts to thrust the big dildo in and out of her Mommy as fast as Daddy was using Mommy's tight ass. The tingling vibrations of her end of the dildo were even better when she had to grip it so hard with her tiring muscles and the moans and screams Mommy made were so intoxicating, so wonderful. Oh gosh!

Tabby could barely raise her head as she continued to fuck her mother in time with her Daddy's fast rhythm. To the left she saw her stepsister Anna, still trapped her in the monkey suit, still spread wide by the bar bound to her ankles, with yet another Clown fucking her hard and fast from behind while her father the Bear forced his cock down her throat. To the right she saw Amanda the Princess, still thrashing and trying to scream around her big gag, with the Fat Clown pounding her teenage cunt in time with the evil knobbed dildo in her ass, while the Tiger reached across to finger her clit and drive her insane. The only people not engaged in active acts of carnal depravity were busily recording the events on various cameras.

"Mommy! Daddy! Oh! Oh! Mommmmmmy!" Tabby moaned as a whole new kind of climax overtook her young body and she trembled all over, using up the last ounces of her stamina in a wild finish to the wonderful orgy.

Tabby Smeathers snuggled deeper into her pillow and gripped the covers tighter around her shoulders. Half asleep, she reached up to push her big glasses back up onto her nose, only to discover they weren't on her face. Her eyes snapped open, but Tabby knew where she was - she was exactly where she was supposed to be, in Daddy's bed. And the warm heavy weight draped across her waist was enough to tell her that Daddy was there with her, not that the nose nestled into her long copper tresses, tickling the back of her neck, wouldn't have told her the same thing. But when Tabby started to move, it was the arm curled around her thin, small body, that flexed and pulled her tighter against Daddy's bare chest. Tabby smiled, unseen. She let the warmth of Daddy's breath flow over her and went back to sleep.

When Tabby woke up again Daddy was gone. It was dark again! How long had she slept? She rubbed her eyes, stretched and found her glasses. Nine o'clock! She'd slept the whole day. Throwing the thick covers back, Tabby jumped out of bed before she remembered that she was probably going to be very sore. She was sore, but it was okay - it was a good sore that brought back memories of all the crazy things that had happened on New Year's Eve and long into the morning. She smiled, remembering the way that everyone had finally just collapsed in various heaps of bodies, too exhausted to continue. She wondered if any of the people were still sleeping where they'd fallen. At least Daddy had carried her to his bed and Mommy had tucked her in.

In Daddy's drawer, Tabby found one of Daddy's t-shirts. It was blue, with a picture of a runner on it and it draped over her small body like a tent, falling all the way to her knees. But it smelled like Daddy and that was nice. She didn't bother to look for any panties to put on - she knew she wouldn't need them. Her knew black collar was waiting for her on the side table and she ran her small fingers across the shiny silver letters that spelled out 'DADDY'S TOY.' Tabby couldn't help but notice that she didn't feel any fear when she pulled the collar around her neck and locked the little padlock that would force her to wear it until Daddy released her. Wearing her collar was just the way it was supposed to be - and she couldn't imagine going with it, at least not when she was at home with Daddy.

After padding down the hall Tabby wasn't surprised to find Daddy in the kitchen, cooking. It was a surprise to realize how hungry she was! And Tabby giggled when she saw that Daddy was making breakfast. Breakfast at nine o'clock! It was bedtime, not breakfast time. But she happily ate the waffles and bacon, swinging her legs to and fro under her chair, waiting for Daddy to tell her what came next.

What came next was sitting in Daddy's lap in the living room, which showed nary a sign of the crazy New Year's party. Daddy must have been busy! And indeed Daddy had been busy, although he'd had quite a bit of help once a couple of the other party guests had had a few hours to recover. But the thing that Daddy had really been busy with was something else, something he wanted to share with Tabby, as soon as they'd had a little talk.

Tabby already understood that things weren't going to be the same anymore. She was Daddy's toy, and that was fine with Tabby. It meant they could play the game all the time! But ever since she'd woken up she couldn't help thinking about all those other people at the party - people who knew her and knew about her and the game. Her teacher, her aide, her coach - her stepfather! It was scary. What would they want from Tabby? What would they do? But Daddy could tell that she was frightened and he explained to Tabby that she didn't have to worry about any of the other people, because none of them would ever touch Tabby - not unless Daddy was there and told them it was okay. That was confusing for Tabby - she felt huge relief about going to school, or practice, or even over to Mommy and Steve's house - but the thought of those people coming back, when Daddy WAS there, sent a shiver down her small body. But it must be part of Daddy's game, so it must be okay.

Finally Daddy stroked Tabby's pretty copper hair and said, "Baby, do you remember the picture album I made for you - the special one."

"Of course, Daddy. I could never forget."

"And do you remember Daddy's magazines that you use to look at when you thought I wasn't home, and later when you really did know I was home?"

Tabby blushed, remembering the way the game had started, how she'd tried to pretend she didn't know Daddy was watching her. She nodded.

"Well, baby, everyone agrees that you're so much better, so much prettier and more talented than the ladies in those magazines. Now that they've all seen, they all agree. Everyone. So, well... here, here baby. This is what I wanted you to see."

Daddy pulled out a glossy magazine and for a second Tabby thought it was just one of the magazines from Daddy's collection. But then she looked closer and realized it couldn't be one of Daddy's magazines because she could see that the model on the front cover was her - it was Tabby! She was almost afraid to touch it. She ran her finger tips over the image of herself, just her face and her pretty copper hair - but the face was wide-eyed behind the big glasses and her full lips were spread wide around a big red ball gag.

Tabby let Daddy turn the pages, slowly. There was some writing on some of the pages, but Tabby paid no attention to it. She only had eyes for the glamorous pictures of herself, bound in many different positions, with and without clothes. And sometimes there were other people in the pictures, people doing things to her - but you could never see their faces. The other people were always turned the wrong way or they were wearing masks. She'd seen many of the pictures before, but some of them were new. A lot of them were pictures from the party! Pictures of Tabby in her bondage chair, pictures of Tabby writhing and squirming, pictures of Tabby with a huge, black dildo jutting out from between her legs.

It was the emotions of the Tabby in the pictures - as she endured various torments and gave her submission unconditionally to the unseen master - that jumped off the page and made the pictures so special. She looked every bit as perfect and posed and pretty as any of the models she'd ever seen in Daddy's magazines...

This WAS one of Daddy's magazines! Tabby had her own magazine, and daddy had made it for her. In pictures, the magazine told the whole story of everything that had happened to her.

Tabby flipped the magazine closed and looked at the glossy cover again. She traced the words that arched over the picture of her face and sounded them out - 'Tabby's Bondage Adventures!'

"Daddy, what does this mean?" Tabby asked, point to something that she didn't understand. It said 'Vol. 1/10.'

Daddy smiled at his beautiful girl and wrapped his arm tighter around her body. "Well, baby, I signed a distribution contract and we got a way better deal because of that."

"But what does it mean, Daddy?"

"That means 'Volume one of ten.'" Daddy replied. "It means that this is just the first of ten magazines about 'Tabby's Bondage Adventures.'"

Tabby's eyes grew wide behind her glasses and she stuck her tongue out the side of her mouth as she concentrated to understand what Daddy had just told her. The first of ten magazines - all about her - all about her bondage adventures? Oh gosh! She looked up into Daddy's twinkling eyes. "Daddy! Does that mean..." but she didn't finish the question before Daddy drew her into a deep, loving kiss.

Tabby didn't even flinch as she heard the click, click, click of the handcuffs.

The end.

Note : There is now a sequel to The Little Girl and the Bondage Magazines, posted Valentine's Day, 2022: Tabby's Valentine's Day Date

Please let me know what you thought of this story! I've been thinking about writing more about the further adventures of Tabby and Tadd. What do you think? You can email me here: ediestud69@protonmail.com or you can use the comment form below, which allows you to remain anonymous (if you prefer). I generally respond to comments if you give me an email address.

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