THE SUMER OF DADS [ part 1 ] Twelve year old Julie had taken a trip up into the mountains with her dad, four of her school friends (two of who were twins), and their dads. They had all arrived at the large mountain property owned by Mr. Brown who was ten year old Molly's father. The mountain cabin was a two story home with a large basement. The cabin was located on the back side of a mountain with an overlook of the national forest. The view was spectacular and unobstructed. The nearest neighbor was a good three miles on the other side of the mountain top as Mr. Brown owned the whole mountain top property. Automobile parking was three hundred yards away from the home, so all supplies had to be carried to the house by hand from the cars. By the time everything was brought up and put away, it was early evening and everyone was tired. Especially, the girls. Mr. Brown made them some hot cocoa and each of the girls fell quickly into a deep sleep due to the special drug that was added to their cups. In the morning Julie began to awake slowly. As she tried to stretch, she realizes something was wrong and began to take stock of herself. The first thing she realized was that her arms were pinned behind her back in some kind of leather sheath which covered her hands to the top of her arms ending just under her shoulders. It was all pulled tightly around her arms forcing her elbows to together. A set of straps rose up over her shoulders and back under her arms to the sheath. This kept the encasement from slipping down off of her arms. Another set of straps buckled above and below her elbows with a third set buckled around wrists to hold them all tightly together. All were locked with mini padlocks so they could not be removed without the key. There were straps encircling her body just under her young breasts which pinned her arms to the back of her body. This also was pad locked. And still, another strap like a belt, buckled and pad locked around her waist. The bottom of the arm sheath where her hands were incased had a strap attached which was pulled up tight between her legs, through her ass crack and crotch. It ran up the front of her belly where it was buckled and pad locked to the front of the waist belt. It was extremely tight and burrowed itself deep in between the lips of her virgin sex, pressing uncomfortably against her small clit. It was at this point she realized she was nude except for her bonds. She went to cry out when she found her mouth was stretched open by a large ring set behind her teeth. This was held in place by a set of straps pulled around the side of her face and buckled behind her head. Since she had been asleep, her head had hung forward and she had drooled out of the ring gag, down her chin and all over her rounded naked C-cup sized breasts. Julie's calves were killing her and she tried to shuffle her feet. That’s when she found them tucked into some kind of ballet boots which were laced up her legs. The boots had a six and a half inch heel which forced her to walk upright on her toes. She probable would have fallen over onto her face if it wasn't for the straps hanging down from the ceiling coming up under her shoulders from behind, traveling up under her arms and across the front of her chest above her breasts. Suddenly, the door to the darken room swung open. Silhouetted in the door frame by the light from the other room stood a large figure of a man. Julie felt a moment of foreboding when the man spoke up. "Good, you're finally awake." He stated as he walked into the room. Julie was shocked and her mind went into a state of confusion as her eyes laid wide on her own father. Suddenly she began to cry and mumble incoherently. "Quiet!" He commanded and in one smooth motion, pulled a short leather strop from his belt and used it to pop her on left cheek of her bare ass with it. The sharp smack brought Julie back into reality and her father's harsh command quickly quieted her down. "You have a lot to learn little girl. In the mean time you keep your trap shut and obey orders. Otherwise you're just going to be punished. Understand?" Julie started to try and answer by asking questions, but father barked, "I said shut up!" and struck her ass four more times with the riding crop in tempo with his words. Julie yelp in pain from the sting of the crop, but otherwise held her tongue. Her father released the straps from the ceiling which were hold her up which forced Julie to balance her 121 pound frame on the tips of her toes. She almost stumbled and fell when her father's hand reached out and steadied her. "Don't worry, you'll get used to those shoes in no time. Besides, you'll have all summer to practice in them." He flatly stated as he attached a leather dog collar around her neck. The collar had the word "SLAVE" embedded in rhinestones on the front along with four rings. One each on the front, back and sides. James then attached a leash to the ring on the front of the collar, turned and pulled saying, "Follow me." Julie stumbled after her dad and followed him out into the big room were everyone was to meet up. |