The Little Girl and the Magic Carpet

-by Alvo Torelli, April, 2018

(Author's Note: This silly story is a response to the following request on Piper's Domain:

A tall slim red headed girl of 10 realizes that whenever she's alone with daddy she can't help but strip naked and get on her hands and knees to let him and the family dogs mount her while she squeals and begs.

Submitted by Anonymous 1-29-2018)

"What's that, daddy?"

"It's a magic carpet, baby."

Fiona's daddy only called her baby when her mommy wasn't home. Mommy said it wasn't right for a grown man, a daddy no less, to call a little girl "baby." But Fiona wasn't sure why.

"Daddy! That's silly," Fiona said. The cute smile on her face beamed and her pretty green eyes twinkled.

"Well, I don't know, baby. That's what the man said. He said it was a magic carpet."

Daddy had returned from his last overseas business trip with several new purchases, including a doll for his ten-year-old, Fiona, some jewelry for mommy and this ancient looking carpet, rolled up tight.

"Can it fly, daddy?"

"I don't think so, baby. Nobody said it could fly. The man just said it was a magic carpet. Here, baby, help me roll it out." Daddy cut the plastic ties that bound the small, tasseled carpet into a tight roll. "I'll hold this end and you roll it out."

Fiona rolled the carpet away from daddy until it was stretched out across the floor of the family room. She straightened out the tassels at her end of the carpet as daddy straightened out the others. The carpet was medium sized, five feet wide and just over eight feet long. It was mostly red, although woven through it was a complex pattern of lines and curves in black, gold and blue.

"It's pretty, daddy," Fiona said as she stepped back to admire her daddy's new carpet. But daddy didn't answer her. Daddy stood at his end of the carpet, one foot on the ancient furnishing. He was frozen in place, with a surprised look on his face. "Daddy, is something wrong? Daddy!"

Fiona stepped towards daddy, onto the carpet. Instantly a strange, tingling feeling swept up her tall, thin frame from her toes to her scalp. In her head, Fiona heard a deep, rumbling voice say "The sacrifice is accepted. We will escape to the skies once again!" The words made no sense and Fiona shivered with fright. Then there was a crackling, wrenching sound and a flash of blinding light. When it passed, Fiona looked up to see daddy looking down at her with a wry smile on his face. And daddy's eyes were glowing red like burning coals!

"Daddy! What's happening? Your eyes - they're scary!" Fiona wailed. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the frightening look of her daddy's eyes and she didn't immediately realize that she was unbuttoning her blouse and opening it to reveal her flat, naked chest. But she realized what she'd done when daddy's eyes dropped to Fiona's little nipples, his gaze burning into her. She blushed red, which she knew brought out the hundreds of little freckles sprinkled across her pale complexion. She was aghast to have daddy looking at her naked chest, but that didn't stop her from tossing her blouse to the side.

Fiona desperately wanted to cover herself with her arms, protect herself from the terrifying, blazing gaze of her daddy, but her arms and hands wouldn't cooperate. Instead, her traitorous hands unzipped her shorts and pushed her shorts and panties down her coltish legs. She couldn't stop herself from stepping out of them and throwing them to the side with her blouse. Fiona was naked in front of her daddy - and he wouldn't stop staring at her with those terrible red eyes. Her gorgeous long hair cascaded down her back and around her shoulders, falling to her waist. Her locks were almost exactly the same color of burning red as the embers that had overtaken her father's eyes. Her hair and the mortified blush that covered her face and chest brought out the amazing green in her huge, frightened eyes.

Finally daddy spoke. But the voice that issued from daddy was frightening. It was daddy, but it wasn't daddy. "Hello baby," daddy said slowly. "I've waited so long for this."

"Daddy, daddy, please, you're scaring me!" Fiona pleaded.

"Kneel," daddy said.

Fiona knelt.

She craned her head back to look up at the terrible smile on daddy's face. It took Fiona a moment to comprehend that she had also pulled her arms behind her back, with each hand grasping the wrist of the other arm. The position forced her shoulders back and thrust her flat little chest out. As soon as she realized what she'd done, she tried to pull her arms apart, but they wouldn't budge. She tried to get back up from the carpet, but neither her knees nor her toes would leave the woven fabric.

The little girl had no idea how erotic her submissive posture and her struggles made her look and she just made it worse when she pleaded, "Daddy, daddy, please! Help me daddy. Oh god, daddy, don't look at me like that! Please, daddy! Daddy - what are you doing? What is that? Oh gosh, daddy! Nooooo!"

The big piece of meat daddy was holding in his hand was terrifying. It seemed to be staring at Fiona, like daddy was, as it got closer and closer. She wanted to run away from it! "Daddy, daddy, what is that? Daddy!" Fiona couldn't run but she could still squirm, twisting her face and head from side to side. But she couldn't stop daddy from stroking her pretty face with the big pole of flesh.

"Hold still, baby," daddy commanded and Fiona found that she could no longer squirm. "God, you look so hot, baby."

Fiona held her position as daddy rubbed the big head of the thing across her smooth, freckled cheeks. The tip of the nasty thing leaked a drop of fluid that left a tiny trail of moisture as he teased her upper lip and the skin just below her tiny nose. The earthy smell of it filled Fiona's nostrils, warning her of worse to come. Fiona eyes crossed as she tried to track daddy's long, snake-like appendage and with horror she realized it was getting thicker and longer, until it was a hard pole of flesh that must be nearly as big around as her skinny wrist.

"Yes, baby, yes," daddy said and his eyes burned brightly. "Oh god, I've always dreamed - but never, never, I couldn't - but I've always wanted... Oh my god, baby, you're so hot, so young, so perfect! Get ready baby, get ready to suck daddy's big cock. Open your mouth, baby."

Daddy teased the sides of Fiona's mouth with his monster as she opened her lips wide and pushed her tongue out over her lower lip. He dragged his cock over her forehead and down the sides of her petite nose, leaving tiny trails of moisture, as if he was trying to mark possession of every inch of her beautiful face. Another drop of fluid dripped from the little hole in the tip, fell onto her tongue and slowly rolled down into the back of her mouth. Fiona wanted to scream. She wanted to beg daddy to stop. She managed a plaintive moan, but she couldn't close her mouth or move her tongue. As if he'd been waiting for that frightened, moaning plea, daddy slid the bulging head of the big thing across her sensitive tongue and into her waiting mouth, silencing her.

"Oh my god, baby, yes!" daddy hissed. "Suck me you little slut. You're my little slut, baby!"

Every muscle in Fiona's body wanted to leap to her feet and run from the room, from daddy, from daddy's big thing - his cock. But Fiona had no volition over her muscles. Instead, she felt herself press her face forward, taking more and more of daddy's huge cock thing into her mouth, sliding her tongue along the underside. As soon as her mouth was filled with the head of the awful thing she ran her tongue from side to side, teasing the bumpy skin. Then she pulled back, letting the cock nearly slide out of her mouth before she thrust her face forward again.

It was humiliating and nasty to bob her head back and forth on daddy's cock, to hear him moan, "That's it baby, suck your daddy. Oh god. Deeper! Suck harder! Oh fuck, yes. I've wanted this for so long - my baby with her lips around my cock." As daddy rambled, saying things Fiona barely understood, in a tortured voice she'd never heard him use before, he grabbed her head and pushed into the top of her throat, making her choke and splutter with each thrust. It was terrifying.

Suddenly daddy pulled his wet cock from Fiona's mouth and grabbed it with his hand. He tilted her head back, breathing fast, like he'd been running. She saw how he trembled with excitement. Still compelled, she kept her mouth open, but thrust her tongue out even farther. Daddy held the tip of his cock just at the opening of her mouth and she started flicking her tongue across the very tip, where the little hole that kept leaking tiny drops of fluid stared at her, tormenting her. She tasted the tiny droplets as they formed and the taste of them cloyed at her.

"Oh god, that's so good, so hot. Oh fuck, yes, baby, baby, just like that! Jeez!" Daddy was so excited he was practically bouncing up and down, but he never took the tip of his cock away from Fiona's lips and twitching, wonderful tongue. His hand stroked up and down the length of the big pole with a rapid, eager pace. Even innocent Fiona could tell that she was driving daddy crazy with her little tongue. His cock must be so sensitive!

Something hot, earthy and terrifying came boiling out of the tip of daddy's cock, straight into Fiona's mouth. It instantly coated her tongue and the strange taste of it flooded her brain. But daddy had more of the hot goo. He lifted his cock and the next geyser splattered across her face. A third spurt coated her forehead and soiled her pretty hair. The last and thickest geyser from the tip of daddy's cock rolled over Fiona's little tongue and down into her mouth. Every surface of her tongue and cheeks and the roof of her mouth was coated with the cloying, oily texture. It coated her tonsils and she gagged on it.

"Yes, oh god. You little cock sucking slut. Baby, you look so hot with daddy's cum. Swallow it, baby. Show daddy how you swallow his cum!"

And Fiona did as she was commanded, as the burning red eyes of her daddy stared at her. She let the thick, oily cum slide down her tongue into the back of her throat. She knew she would taste it for hours, that she would feel it coating her mouth, but she did as she was told and swallowed the goo down into her tummy.

A moment later daddy was gone and Fiona was released from her thrall. But just before she staggered to her feet she saw a golden glow appear all around the edge of the carpet. She ran to her bathroom, where she tried and tried to wash away the taste of the cum and scrub it from her face and hair. Then she went to her room, pulled a nightgown over her head and crawled into bed, where she shivered in confusion and humiliation.

Fiona woke from fitful dreams when mommy called to her. She was going to be late for school if she didn't hurry! Suddenly she remembered a terrible, frightening dream about daddy and a magic carpet and... Oh! She didn't want to think about it. It seemed so real. It seemed so bad. And suddenly, as Fiona was brushing her pretty little teeth, her eyes flared and her face blushed almost as red as her beautiful, long hair.

It wasn't a dream! It was real. But...

But there was no sign of the carpet. Daddy seemed like, well... daddy. He didn't seem to remember anything that had happened. And when Fiona tried to tell someone about what she thought had happened, she found that she couldn't say a word. She tried, again and again, but she was immediately tongue tied.

Three days passed and Fiona began to think perhaps she really had imagined the whole thing. But then mommy went out for a night with her book club. As soon as she was alone with daddy, Fiona found herself drawn to the family room - and there was the magic carpet, laid out in the middle of the room where the coffee table was supposed to be. Daddy was standing at one end of the carpet and his eyes were glowing red again. And even more scary - Bear and Charlie, the family's huge, furry, black and white Malamute Huskies sat heeling on either side of daddy - and their eyes were glowing the same ember red as daddy's.

As frightened as she was, the tall thin redheaded child stepped onto the carpet and felt the familiar tingling ripple through her lovely body. Fiona couldn't stop herself from slowly removing her clothes in front of daddy and the two, staring dogs, whose tongues lolled in a way that little Fiona understood was excited anticipation. "Daddy! Why are the dogs here? Please daddy, do I have to do this again? Daddy please!" Fiona saw the way that her little girl voice, pleading for mercy, made her daddy's eyes flare with desire.

Fiona blushed deeply as she bared her perfect ten-year-old body to the three pairs of staring red eyes. Why was it so much worse to strip in front of the big dogs? When the last of her clothes were gone, she stood in the middle of the carpet where daddy pointed. Like the time before, Fiona grabbed her wrists behind her back, submissively. She couldn't force herself to let go - she might as well have her hands tied behind her back. "Legs wider, baby," daddy said in that strange, excited voice that was and wasn't daddy. Fiona had no choice but to comply, positioning her thin ankles more than shoulder width apart. Daddy's eyes burned brighter when he said "It's time for daddy's baby to learn how to cum."

"Daddy, please, I don't understand..." Fiona tried to say, but then she squealed with fright when the family's two huge dogs stood and silently padded towards her. "Aaagh! Daddy, what are they... Oh! Oh! Daddy!" Bear stopped in front of Fiona and his huge tongue swiped up along the inside of her left thigh, continuing up to slather her puffy little pussy. At the same moment, Charlie circled behind her. His tongue lashed out to caress up along the inside of her right thigh before he forced it up through the crack of her fine little round ass. "Daaaadddddyyyy!" Fiona squealed. "Aaaagghh!"

Fiona looked to her daddy for help, only to find that he was holding a video camera, capturing every moment of her new ordeal.

The two dogs went after the little girl with animal abandon. They used their strong, rough tongues everywhere, the sensitive insides of her thighs, deep inside her tight cunny, hard against her tiny anus. Fiona squealed and writhed. Suddenly Bear reared up and put his front paws on Fiona's shoulders. Even as tall as Fiona was, for a ten-year-old, the dog was a foot taller. She wanted to push him away, but her hands wouldn't move from behind her back. And when Bear started kissing her, madly, with his long tongue and his doggy breath, she felt compelled to open her mouth and kiss him back. From the corner of her eye she saw the camera, catching ever moment of her humiliation.

"That's it, baby. Kiss your new masters," daddy said in that awful, scary voice. A moment later Bear dropped back to the floor, but he was quickly replaced by Charlie, who wanted his share of little girl kisses. Fiona squealed into Charlie's face when Bear's tongue lashed up into her little pussy from behind, deeper than ever. But at Charlie's deep, warning growl she concentrated on sucking his big tongue into her mouth. When Charlie dropped back to the ground she saw daddy directly in front of her, with the camera catching the sight of Bear's tongue disappearing up into her cunny, where he swirled it around and drove her crazy. Charlie joined in, lashing again and again across the tiny hood of her cunt, stimulating her clitoris.

Fiona didn't understand why she was shivering so hard, why she was squealing out little squeaks as she panted. Her knees felt like they would buckle and she bent them slightly, which just gave the dogs better access to her pussy and ass. Both of the dogs were jumping up and down as they went at her with their strong tongues. Daddy continued to circled the whole scene. What was happening to her? Something was coming, something strange and bad and...

"Ohhhhh! Dadddddyyy! Daddy! What's.... Ohhhh!" Fiona's first orgasm burst over her little body and she quivered uncontrollably. If not for the magic carpet's control of her she would have collapsed to the floor. The dogs drove her amazing climax on and on as she continued to squeal with both pleasure and terror. Fiona's mind didn't know which was worse - the delight or the fright.

"Heel!" daddy said at last and the two brutes immediately took their tongues away from the thrashing child. The dogs retreated to stand on either side of daddy, his big canine sentinels, tongues lolling. Fiona continued to quiver for daddy's camera until he looked into her big green eyes and said "You too, baby! Heel!"

Immediately, Fiona dropped to her knees. It was a relief to let go of her wrists and relieve the pressure in her shoulders, but she had to plant her palms firmly on the floor, and the second she did so she knew she wouldn't be able to pick them up again. She was on all fours, like daddy's big dogs, with her knees spread wide and her ass in the air. She felt incredible vulnerable. It got much worse when daddy stepped over and knelt beside her long enough to buckle a large dog collar, exactly like the ones Bear and Charlie wore, around her thin neck.

"Daddy? Daddy, what are you doing? Oh please, daddy, can't I go now? Please!" Fiona pleaded. But even she could see that her pleading just made daddy and his red eyes more excited.

"Choose, baby," daddy commanded. "Choose your first."

"What, daddy? I don't understand!" Confused panic coursed through little Fiona.

"Choose your first, baby. Your first lover! Now!" Daddy swatted Fiona's naked, round ass, with a loud crack. It stung horribly. "Choose, baby, choose," he commanded and then swatted her again.

"Owwwwww! Daddy! Please, please, don't. Oh god, oh god, I choose..." Fiona was too frightened to think straight. She said the first thing that came into her panicked mind. "I choose Charlie!"

Fiona sighed with relief when daddy didn't spank her again. But her comfort was short lived as she saw Charlie come striding forward. The huge dog rubbed up agains the little girl as he passed by her, then circled around to press his cold snout all along her torso. He licked her face and Fiona knew she had to open her mouth to kiss him again, then he rubbed his side and haunch all across her face as she tried, unsuccessfully, to turn away. Again and again the big dog pressed into her from one side or the other, getting more excited by the second. Fiona was terrified. She became even more terrified when she saw that Charlie had a cock, like daddy did. Only Charlie's cock was bright red and glistened with moisture and hung underneath him. It was pointy and it was getting longer, but it was definitely a cock!

Suddenly Charlie jumped onto Fiona's back. His arms closed around her waist and his paws dug into her thighs. He humped at her violently, pressing her down, but then he jumped down and circled her again. Fiona felt so small and vulnerable next to the aggressive dog. She keened almost nonstop, in a high, frightened squeal that spiked each time the dog did something unexpected. When he leapt onto her back again, gripping her tight with his forepaws, her keening exploded into screams. "Daddy! What's he doing? Daddy! Oh god, what is that? No, no, daddy! Pleeeeeaassse!"

Naive little Fiona, only ten, had no idea what a cock was for, except for little girls to suck on and to spray nasty cum in a little girl's mouth. But Charlie didn't seem to want Fiona to suck on his cock. Far too late, Fiona realized that Charlie wanted to do something else with his cock, something much worse! Something banged into her tight little slit as the huge dog pulled hard at Fiona's legs and humped forward incredibly fast.

"Please daddy! Please don't let him do this! Oh daddy, please!"

It can be hard for a dog, even a big dog, to find just the right position to mount a grown woman. Their hips are too wide, their legs get in the way, their backs are too high. But a skinny little girl like Fiona is a different thing entirely. Her narrow hips are perfect for the grip of even the biggest dog. Her scrawny legs are easy to avoid. Her back and ass and pussy are all just that much lower, ideal for the dog's carnal canine needs. Charlie's eyes glowed even brighter as his cock felt the wet embrace of Fiona's little slit. He was almost perfectly positioned. He pulled her little hips just a bit harder and it made all the difference. With a deep, joyful bark the huge Malamute rammed his cock forward into the small child and ripped away her maidenhood.

"Aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah" Fiona squealed in time with the machine gun fast thrusts of her canine rapist. The dog's cock flew in and out of her tight cunny so fast! Almost immediately he was thrusting all the way into her cervix, slamming into her insides with incredible speed. And the cock was growing! "Oh god, daddy, daddy! Make him stop. Oh! It's too big daddy! It's getting so.... Aaaaaahhhh!" The cock was as big around as daddy's, as big as Fiona's skinny wrist. Then Charlie slammed it in as deep as he could get it and his knot swelled inside of Fiona's tunnel, up past her pubic bones, trapping him inside her. "Aaaaahhhh!"

But the dog wasn't done fucking his new little bitch. With his knot the size of a grapefruit he couldn't pull it through the little bitch's entrance, but he could still hump away at her as he filled her with his hot, thin dog cum, searing her insides. There was a terrible, loud slapping sound as Charlie's huge balls slapped against the top of Fiona's thighs with every rapid thrust. As long as his cum continued to spray he kept up his hard, brutal thrusting, shaking the child's entire body.

Finally Charlie was satisfied that he'd emptied his balls into his bitch, at least for the time being. Since he couldn't pull out of her - they were truly, maddeningly tied - he struggled to turn around and get his front paws back on the ground where they belonged. Fiona squealed with terror as the giant knot twisted insider her body. But moments later she was ass to ass with Charlie, with his long furry tail swishing maddeningly over her naked ass.

Fiona looked up weakly from her ordeal only to find daddy filming her humiliation from every angle. He looked particularly pleased when he filmed her from below, where her little body showed a clear bulge from the dog's massive knot. "Daddy, please," she pleaded into the camera, "get him out, get him out. He's so big! Please, daddy!"

Daddy just smiled, then put his camera on the nearby table before he knelt in front of Fiona, with the wry smile that she was learning was a very bad sign, and his big cock in his hand. "Noooooo, please," she begged, but daddy smiled even more at the sound of her plaintive little voice. His cock was already dripping precum and despite Fiona's desperate thrashing he had no trouble wiping it on her face and lips.

"Suck me, baby. Suck your daddy's big cock." Daddy's red eyes glowed so brightly. Fiona thought they would catch on fire. Immediately she open her little mouth and positioned her tongue over her lower lip for daddy to slide his cock into her mouth.

Soon daddy was moaning and grabbing Fiona's hair. She knew he was going to shoot his hot gunk into her mouth any second. But then she felt Charlie straining to pull his huge knot past the tight entrance of Fiona's pussy. Charlie yanked and whined, over and over. Fiona could feel the knot trying to squeeze out. Amazingly, it was enough to push her over the edge into another massive climax - just as daddy spurted his hot cum into her mouth and all over her face and hair.

"Gaaaaahhh!" Fiona burbled with a mouth full of cum. Charlie's knot came shooting out of her with a huge plop and her orgasm nearly made her faint. She felt the gush of warm dog cum that poured from her cunny, running down her legs and pouring onto the carpet. At the same time her mouth overflowed and a torrent of her daddy's cum ran over her chin to drip to the floor.

That's when Fiona felt a ripple of excitement flow through the carpet and once again she saw the edges of the carpet glowing bright gold. She heard the strange voice in her head. "The sacrifice is accepted! We will see the skies again!" And just as quickly the glow and the voice were gone.

Fiona wasn't given any time to recover from her first rape or from nearly choking on daddy's cum. The moment Charlie was out of the way, Bear went straight for Fiona's gushing cunny. His tongue invaded her and drove her orgasm to new heights. Then he leapt onto her back and wrapped his powerful forelegs around her waist as he humped at her madly. The huge dog's huge cock found its mark in seconds. Fiona squealed like a pig as the animal brute started raping her and his cock quickly swelled. Soon she was tied again, her lower stomach bulging out from the size of the massive knot of dog flesh defiling her little body.

Fiona endured another fifteen minutes of Bear's huge cock, with daddy filming every moment of her humiliating ordeal. When Bear finally tugged his knot out of her, sending her into another maddening, overwhelming climax, with dog cum gushing out onto the carpet, she thought her ordeal must surely be over.

But daddy had other ideas. Daddy's cock was hard as steel again and he made sure Fiona saw how eager and throbbing it was - just before he circled behind her. He lubricated his cock with the still gushing dog cum from her little cunt, then set the tip of the monster to Fiona's tiny ass and began to push.

"Daaadddddeeeee! No, please no, please no!" Fiona pleaded to no avail. Her daddy popped his cock into her ass and began fucking her deeper and deeper. Her tiny ass could barely handle the size of her daddy's cock. Fiona squealed in time with daddy's thrusts up her butt.

It wasn't bad enough that daddy wanted to abuse Fiona's virgin ass. Charlie was excited again! He whined with frustration! He couldn't mount the little bitch, but he could stick his head underneath her and lick the lovely juices from her pussy with his strong, rough tongue. Bear wanted into the act too, but he settled for kissing the child, forcing his tongue into her mouth and slathering her face with his dog drool.

Fiona couldn't believe the horror of her triple attack. But Charlie's tongue and daddy's cock combined to send her into orbit, no matter how much she didn't want it. Her whole body shivered at the tormenting orgasm.

"That's it, baby! Cum for daddy. Show daddy what a cum slut you are! Yes, baby, baby, oh god!" Daddy filled Fiona's ass with hot, thick cum, then pulled out of her and shot more and more onto her cute, round little ass. As daddy staggered back, Bear came around to lick the cum off, redoubling Fiona's overwhelming orgasm.

Some of daddy's cum managed to drip off Fiona's little ass and land on the carpet and she felt the excitement that coursed through the carpet again. The golden glow around the edges was even stronger and lasted longer. She could have sworn she saw the carpet ripple from one end to the other.

If she could, the exhausted child would have collapsed onto the ground, but the final degrading act of her time on the carpet was at hand. Both of the dogs were excited, jumping about, rubbing her with their bodies and faces, ready to mount, growling low warnings at one another that they didn't really mean.

It was Charlie who managed to leap onto Fiona's back. For a second she thought he was going to use her ass, like daddy did and it terrified her - the though of his huge knot filling her bottom. She was actually relieved when Charlie found her tight pussy and rapidly humped his way into her. Fiona didn't understand that she was already getting used to being fucked by the dogs, that she almost liked it. Soon enough she would.

But Charlie was just getting his cock into Fiona again when daddy lead Bear around in front of her. "Daddy, daddy, what are you doing?" Fiona squealed with new terror. "No daddy, please..." But Fiona couldn't finish her plea because daddy encouraged Bear to try to mount little Fiona from the front! The big dog jumped up to grasp her shoulders with his forelegs and humped madly towards her face.

"Suck him, baby!" daddy commanded. "You know you're a dog-slut, a little bitch. Show your daddy how much you love dog cock, baby!"

Fiona had to obey the flaming red eyes of her daddy. Bear's body pressed her head down and she had to twist her neck, turning her head to the side. The rough fur of his belly scraped across her face and she stared into the sharp red rocket that erupted from the sheath at his crotch. As he humped, the slimy cock shot little jets of salty, hot liquid that scalded Fiona's face and flooded her taste buds. Bear shifted his position, gripped the child tighter and hunched his back. The cock moved forward and poked into the little girl's face, hard. It hurt! The only way for Fiona to keep from being struck by the bone-filled cock was to open her mouth and tilt her head back just enough. The dog's huge cock jerked forward again and slipped past her lips.

And all the while, Charlie was fucking the little girl from behind with the rapid energy that only a dog can show to his little bitch.

The moment Bear felt the child's lips around his cock he went into a humping frenzy. He growled at his brother over the little girl's back and slammed his cock deeper and deeper into her mouth. He scalded her throat with precum. The dog adored the way Fiona kept squealing with fright - for it's a good thing to dominate your bitch, to show her her rightful position, even if your brother is dominating her other end as he rapes her tight cunt.

The two huge dogs raped Fiona in tandem, front and back. Charlie tied with her, but it took him much longer to cum this time, so he continued to hump into her, his knot filling her to capacity and his balls slapping loudly against her thighs. Bear couldn't tie the child's mouth, not yet, not until she'd learned the art of swallowing a dick down her throat. But he plunged in far enough to bang against her tonsils and the back of her throat over and over again. His knot swelled and rammed against her nose and lips.

Spitted by two huge dogs, Fiona couldn't prevent another massive climax from overtaking her abused body. She quivered uncontrollable as the dogs continued to rape her.

Both dogs came, nearly at the same time, filling the child with hot, thin dog seed. As soon as he was done, Bear withdrew and jumped down, no longer interested in her. Fiona swallowed half of his vile, thin seed, but much of it dribbled out of her mouth to soil the carpet. At once she felt the familiar tingle and saw the glow of gold around the edge of the carpet, stronger than ever. Daddy didn't seem to notice! It went on and on as her little body spasmed around Charlie's huge knot, until finally the dog pulled out of her and a cascade of his cum rushed out to splash down her legs and onto the carpet. The carpet rippled again and then, to Fiona's amazed look, the whole carpet appeared to rise several inches off of the floor for just a moment before it settled back in place and the golden glow faded away. Neither daddy nor the dogs seemed to have noticed.

The carpet released Fiona and she collapsed, in a dead faint.

Fiona continued to find that she couldn't speak of her ordeals to anyone. And she was convinced that daddy remembered nothing. She understood that it wasn't really daddy, or even her family's dogs who abused her. But she also understood that the desires driving the behavior were daddy's true feelings, borrowed by the demon of the carpet. She knew now what daddy would like to do, but without the carpet could never do.

Every few days, whenever mommy would be away for more than an hour or two, Fiona found herself standing in the middle of the magic carpet, stripping away her clothes in preparation to get down on her hands and knees. Daddy and the two huge dogs would mount her little body over and over, using her in all the ways that a little girl can be used for sex. And the more they used her, fucked her, degraded her, spent their seed in and on her little body, the more excited the carpet got.

After several weeks of this, the tall, skinny ten-year-old had to admit something terrible to herself. She had begun to enjoy her time on the carpet! She looked forward to it. She wished for mommy to leave the house so that she could run to find the wonderful magic and see the fire in her daddy's eyes.

Fiona learned to deep-throat her daddy, and then the dogs. The big canines loved the feel of their big cocks down deep in the child's throat, with their knots trapped behind her teeth. Daddy loved it too, but he always pulled out at the last second to make sure that his cum filled Fiona's mouth and covered her face. He wanted her to taste his seed and remember his dominance for hours afterwards. Fiona learned that her tiny ass really could handle the dog's giant knots, although they couldn't turn if they tied her in the butt and she had to hold up their weight while they waited to shrink. It was exhausting, but she came to love the way the other dog could ravage her pussy from behind with his long tongue while her ass was filled with doggy meat. If daddy would push his big cock down her throat it was even better.

Fiona was too young and naive to know that there was more magic at work on her little body. No matter how many times she got into position and took daddy and the dogs into her little body, she was always just as tight and perfect. Her little little cunt never stretched out. Her tiny ass was always just as tiny. She remained the perfect, cute, ten-year-old, redheaded cock-slut.

And every time Fiona found herself trapped on her hands and knees on the carpet, the magic seemed to grow stronger, feeding off of her humiliation and degradation. The fact that she came to enjoy the abuse seemed to agree with the carpet and it grew stronger even faster. Daddy and the dogs never seemed to notice when the carpet lifted off the floor, sometimes for several minutes.

A month went by, then two. Fiona began to get desperate if more than a day went by when she and daddy weren't left alone together! She needed the glowing red eyes of her demon daddy and the big family dogs! She needed their big cocks! Fiona begged mommy to go on long errands, or to go and visit her sister on the other side of town. She was constantly desperate to shed her clothes and get down on her knees. Her terrible need to be a cock-slut and a dog-slut began to overshadow the all-too-brief pleasure of her sessions on the carpet.

Then, finally, a day came when mommy left the house for a whole day. Fiona raced to the carpet, where daddy and the dogs, red eyes flaming, waited for her. She tore her clothes off, reveling in the lust she saw in their bright red eyes and lolling tongues. She couldn't wait to be filled in every hole, over and over. She practically drooled with anticipation of the taste of their warm cum.

"Fuck me daddy! Please! Charlie, Bear! Fuck meeeee!" Fiona squealed with lust-filled need.

And fuck the pretty little child they did. The trio used Fiona's holes in every way imaginable and some ways that hardly anyone has ever imagined. It may be hard to believe, but daddy proved that it is possible for a man to fuck his daughter's tight ass while she's tied to a huge mongrel and sucking another dog down her throat. But that heroic, gymnastic deed is not the subject of this story nor should the sordid details be shared too broadly. The subject of this story is the Little Girl and the Magic Carpet and all that has gone before is just to tell of how Fiona came to where she was at that moment, with cum dribbling and gushing from every orifice, as her three lover/rapists staggered away, no longer able to keep up with the child's insatiable needs.

"The sacrifice is accepted!" came the voice in Fiona's head as she continued to quiver from her latest, lingering orgasm. The carpet rippled with excitement and began to glow, not just around the edges but everywhere. It lifted off the ground, an inch, a foot, three feet! "The sacrifice is complete!" said the booming voice in Fiona's head and as she heard the words she saw daddy stagger back and then the fire went out of his eyes and also the eyes of Charlie and Bear.

The carpet rose another foot and daddy fell to his knees. "Fiona, baby, what's happening?" he screamed with true horror in his voice. Both of the big dogs barked at the flying carpet that was carrying their naked little mistress.

"Together, we will see the skies again!" the voice bellowed in Fiona's head and then the carpet flowed through the door, flying through the air. The front door of the house flew open. Fiona and the carpet flew out into the night skies, up and up, until the lights of the city fell below them.

Faster and faster the magic carpet flew, until the distant ground, so far below, was a blur. The pretty, redheaded child shivered in the cold and trembled with fear. Mountains, plains and oceans flew past in mere seconds. The sun rose at a dizzying speed and then the carpet descended as quickly as it had risen, down into desolate dessert mountains and into the mouth of a gargantuan cave at the end of a ragged, inaccessible canyon. The carpet settled onto the floor and Fiona could see only by the flickering light of dozens of flaming torches arranged in sconces along the rough hewn walls.

"Welcome, my dear," said a heavily accented voice, startling Fiona terribly. She blushed crimson at the realization that some man was there, looking at her small, naked body. She craned her neck about to look for the source of the voice, still unable to move from her vulnerable doggy position on the carpet. Then the swarthy, handsome man who owned the deep and exotic voice casually walked around in front of the little girl with a broad smile on his face. A single gold tooth reflected the firelight and Fiona noticed at once how the man's eyes glowed like embers. Her big green eyes flared with excitement.

"Who, who are you?" the small child asked.

"I am Prince Hussain of the Magic Carpet, little one," the man said, and his eyes burned brighter. "But you may call me Master!"

"Oh! Am I to stay here, with you... Master?"

"For one thousand and one nights, yes, sweet child," the man said. "You have served me well, feeding my carpet the magic it needed to return to me after so many years. And now you will serve me!"

"Oh gosh!" Fiona squealed. "But Master, do you have any dogs? Big dogs?"

The man's smile broadened and he stepped forward, dropping his voluminous, baggy trousers to reveal a gigantic phallus. As he placed the head of the cock to Fiona's pretty, waiting lips and let her run her tongue all around it, he said "Yes, my little slave, I have many, many dogs. They have waited for you for so very long and they are so very eager to meet you!"

Even as Prince Hussain slid his monster cock into Fiona's sweet mouth, she felt the first of the many, many dogs settle onto her back and the familiar, violent humping as the brute found her tiny, tight pussy and thrust forward inside of her with a cock to match his master's in size.

A thousand and one nights? Fiona thought to herself as a climax rapidly built up in her small frame. Well, it would just have to do.

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