DONNA TIED BY DADDY

BY SCAVENGER
scavenger13@earthlink.net

Donna, just past her 11th. birthday, struggled some more on the couch. But she had asked for it.

She and her daddy were watching television one early Saturday when her daddy received a surprise question from her daughter. “Daddy, what does tie-up mean?” Her father looked at his little girl with a different eye. Her clothes consisted of short shorts which showed off her own little cunt lips, and a small vest which did nothing to cover her little nipples.

“What do you mean, honey?”

“Well,” Donna continued as she turned and put her hands and arms across his legs, putting her chin on her hands, “all the girls at school talk about being tied up for punishment. Some of them even talk about having their nipples pinched and pulled and twisted as additional punishment. Same way with their clits and cunts. Torturing the girls down there. What do they mean? Oh, and some even say they’re gagged and blindfolded.”

“Well, how can I put this. Some parents will use what is called bondage and discipline, or sometimes going as far to use sadomasochism, which means one person likes to be tied up and tortured (that’s the masochist), and the other one likes to give out torture (That’s the sado part).

“Daddy?”

“Yes sweetheart?”

“Can I try it? It sounds like I’m the only girl that hasn’t been tied up and tortured. Would you tie me up and torture me? In a lot of different tie-ups so I can tell the other girls what a great, uh, sadomasochist you are?”

“Are you sure you want this, Donna?”

“Oh yes, daddy. It sounds like fun.”

“OK. First thing you have to do is to take off your clothes and get completely naked.”

“Sure, daddy. Here’s my vest, and here’s my shorts.” Daddy noticed that’s all she wore.

His lean daughter with short raven hair and deep black eyes with freckled spattered all over her body stood before daddy completely naked.

“May I touch you wherever I want?”

“Oh, yes daddy! Please, touch me!”

“OK. I’m going to do some things to you that I will do to you when you are tied up. OK”

“Oh yes daddy.

“OK, come a little closer, raise your arms and put her hands behind your head, and spread your legs as far as you can without doing a full splits.”

Donna did as her daddy told her. He reached out and touched her nipples gently. Donna made a little sound of pleasure.

“Good, Donna. Now I am going to touch your clitoris, you vaginal—I’m sorry, your cunt lips, and will stick my finger inside you while I play with your clit. You may feel your first orgasm ever. OK, here goes.”

Her daddy did exactly what he told her he would do. And likewise, Donna reached a hard orgasm, spasming and screaming as the surges of relief coursed through her body.

It took Donna a few moments to get her breath back. “Oh, Daddy! What was that? That was the most wonderful experience I have ever had.”

“That was what is called an orgasm, or cumming. Have any of the girls talked about reaching orgasm?”

“Now that I think of it, daddy, no, none of them have.”

“OK, one more thing. Turn around, keeping your hands behind your head and spreading your feet.”

Donna did so. She felt her daddy’s hands rubbing all up and down her back, then around her bottom, then began playing with the crack of her bare butt. Finally, he parted her cheeks, looking at her dark-colored anus. He wet his finger on Donna’s cum still dripping from her twat, and stuck it deep into her anus. Donna screamed a little, then daddy began to twist his finger around inside, then began to move it back and forth. He took another finger and put it inside her cunt. Again Donna screamed. She could feel daddy’s fingers right next to each other. Daddy moved both fingers again, pushing each one against the other until Donna came again, screaming and gyrating her hips. He pulled them both out and Donna screamed again, and she wanted to be filled up again.

“You may now relax, Donna,” her father told her. He sat back in his easy chair, and Donna climbed into his lap, while his hands and fingers caressed her back and clit and labia.

Then she asked the question. “Daddy, will you tie me up now?”

“How did you want to be tied up?”

“Well I’m not sure. Most of the girls talked about being hogtied, whatever that is, with a blindfold and gag. One of them mentioned her parents putting clothespins on her nipples. I don’t know what that will do, but I want to try it. OK?”

“Sure. You go downstairs to the basement, and get all the soft rope you can find and bring it to me. Then go upstairs in the linen closet and bring the box of clothespins down. OK?”

“I’ll be right back, daddy!”

When Donna brought her daddy everything he asked for he stood her in front of him again. “Turn sideways, Donna.”

Donna turned as her daddy asked her too. “Now, Donna? Did any of the girls talk about their cunts (and he put a finger inside her there) and their anuses (and he put a finger into her anus again)?”

“No, daddy, none of them did. And I like the words butt hole for that back there.”

“Well, I am going to start tying you now. Turn so your back is to me.”

When she did, her daddy gently pulled her wrists behind her, putting one on top of the other, palms facing out, and began to tie them fairly tightly, criss-crossing her wrists both ways until he was satisfied they were tight enough she couldn’t get out of the ropes. Next he told her to turn her front to him, then he tied her ankles the same way. Next, he tied her big toes together with some twine he had in his small chest beside his chair.

“OW! Daddy, that hurts!”

“It won’t, honey, once you get used to it.”

He pulled the ends of the twine up and back to tie then ends around the ankle rope. Her toes raised a good inch and a half off the floor. Next he took a very long piece of rope and tied her arms to her sides leaving her nipples pushed out, then with the long ends tied her elbows together to where they actually touched. Donna was a lean girl and took both gymnastics and ballet. He then wrapped rope around her knees very tightly, holding them together.

“Daddy, what are you doing to me?”

“You know perfectly well what I am doing to you. I am tying you up as you requested. But I think before I go any further I need to gag you. And I have just the thing.”

Daddy pulled a homemade ball gag out of a drawer in his chair side table.

“What is that, Daddy?”

“Little one, this is a homemade gag. I have taken a ping-pong ball, which should cover your mouth nicely, and took two strips of leather, permanently glued onto the ping-pong ball on opposite sides, then glued the ends together. I put holes in one leather strip, and a buckle in the other. Now, I want you to open your mouth as wide as you can.”

“But, daddy. Do you have to?”

“You said you wanted to experience what all the others did when they got tied up. Now, open your mouth.”

Donna knew this is what she asked for. She opened her mouth as wide as she could. Daddy put the ball up to her mouth then tried to push it in. It wouldn’t quite go, so daddy pulled down on her chin to get her mouth a little more open, and pushed with his thumbs until he clearly hear a POP. The ball slipped right in. Donna thought she was going to split her jaws apart.

“That’s a good girl. Now, I am going to add a blindfold.”

“Mmmph! Mmmph!”

“Oh, but I have to sweetheart.” Daddy pulled out a leather-padded blindfold, got up and placed it on her, again buckling it in back of her head as far as he could. He heard his little sweetheart make more sounds.

“I am going to add some clothespins to your nipples.”

“Mmmph, mmmph,” she begged. But daddy paid no attention.

“All right, my darling daughter, I am going to play with your right nipple first until it gets hard and wrinkly, then attach a pin to it.” He began to roll her little nipple bud in his fingers, pulling on it, twisting on it, making Donna wriggle at his touch. Then, all of a sudden, pain ran through her nipple to her brain. She screamed. She didn’t think it would hurt that much! Then daddy did the same to her left nipple, and Donna screamed again, feeling the searing pain.

“Well, now, that didn’t hurt much did it?” Donna mewled through her gag, writhing in her ropes. “Now, to really fill you up. But first, a rope to tie around your chest ropes.” Donna felt her daddy tying a rope around the ropes on her chest, pulling the ropes together, making her nipples stand out even further. “Now that that’s tied, I am going to fill your little cunt and butt hole. Here we go.”

Her cunt felt filled as daddy pushed a vibrating dildo into her vaginal canal, then another vibrating dildo into her rear hole. Donna wiggled around, not really feeling pain, but the fullness of her body. Daddy pulled the end of the chest rope down and between her legs to hold the cunt vibrator in, then up her crack to hold the butt vibrator in. He then tied it off to her elbow ropes, pulling them even tighter together.

Daddy looked over Donna. He couldn’t tie her any more, except for the hogtie.

“I’m doing to lay you down on the wooden floor, then hogtie you. Then you will struggle as much as you want. You will know what it’s like to be tied up. You can tell your girlfriends all about it.”

Daddy helped Donna to lay face down on the floor. He pulled her feet up, then towards her wrists. But that’s not all he did. He actually lifted up her knees to get her feet even closer, then noticed that he could pull her feet all the way to her elbows. He got two more ropes, tied each one to her wrists and to her elbows, then pushed her feet as far as they would go, then tied her ankles to her elbow ropes (in fact, he got her feet to actually touch her elbows) and tied them there, then took her wrist ropes and tied them to her ankles as well. Daddy looked at Donna now severely bowed. He reached under her and turned on her cunt vibrator, then the butt vibrator. Donna screamed at the sudden vibrations she felt in her cunt and butt hole, and she could felt them touching on either side of the membrane separating the two vibrators. She writhed and squirmed and screamed all at the same time.

“Are you enjoying yourself, Donna?”

She settled down enough to nod her head.

“Good. You’ve had lunch, so we don’t need worry about food for a while. Oh, I forgot to ask you before I tied you up. Did you have to go pee?”

Donna nodded vigorously. Now that daddy mentioned it, she did have to pee, really really bad.

“Well, you’ll just have to hold it in until I untie you. You are making so much noise, I am going to turn up the TV. I am enjoying my little girl playing tie up. But she’s not really playing, is she? She’s really tied up like grownups do. Have fun, sweetheart. I am going to watch TV while I watch my little girl reach orgasm after orgasm. Love you.”

The vibrators kept little Donna writhing on the floor. Because her daddy tied her so tightly she couldn’t roll over. He hard floor tried to imbue itself into her tummy, since that is all of her that met the floor. Her big toes burned. Her nipples sent searing white fire through to her brain. She couldn’t see, couldn’t talk. Daddy watched as her first orgasm reached it pinnacle. Donna screamed through her gag and spasmed many times. She tried to relax, but the vibrators wouldn’t allow her that pleasure. Again and again Donna reached orgasm, turning her cunt and butt hole into very sore areas. She couldn’t take any more! Daddy! Please untie me! I can’t keep on!

Daddy watched his favorite science fiction movie, The Forbidden Planet. He heard her muffled pleas, but ignored her. He knew her cunt and butt hole began to get sore. But he wanted to teach her a lesson. He would keep her tied up the entire day. He could tell she started to cry. But he stuck by his guns, and ignored her pleas. He knew she wanted him to untie her. He returned to his movie.

By the time he decided to untie her, over 7 hours had passed. First, he untied her ankles from her elbows and wrists. Her legs basically fell on their own. She had no control over them. He untied her ankles and knees. He stood her up, took her into his lap. “Mmmew?” Yes, he told her, he would untie her in a few minutes. He waited, then the two vibrators died. He untied the rope holding them both in, pulled out the two plugs very quickly making Donna scream. Daddy noticed the extreme wetness still running from her cunt, wetting his pants. Again he stood her up. He removed the rope from around her chest and elbows. Only her wrists, blindfold and gag were left.

“Now, would you like to stay tied up a little longer?”

Donna nodded.

“With your ankles untied?”

Donna shook her head no.

OK, I am going to pull you a little closer so I can retie your ankles.”

As daddy did so, Donna felt the urge to go pee again. But now, with her ankles tied, she couldn’t. But now, she really had some bondage stories to tell her friends at school!

“I have left the collar around your neck. I can either tie a rope to it making a leash like a dog’s and lead you around to everywhere I go, or you can try to find wherever you want to go on your own. Leash?”

Donna nodded briskly. She felt her daddy’s hands touching her chin and tying the rope around the D-ring on her collar. Daddy yanked on it, forcing Donna to hop along with her daddy. He continued to tug at the leash and telling her to hurry up. Donna knew where they were headed, the kitchen. When they got there daddy told her he would tie her leash to something so she couldn’t get away. She knew better than to say anything. It wouldn’t do any good anyway. So she stood, silent and bound and gagged and blindfolded, unable to sit down. She felt her pee trying to escape her bladder. She began dancing around, moving her legs trying not to pee.

“Well, little darlin’, I see you’re dancing around like you had to pee really bad.”

Donna nodded her head and squealed in agreement. A few seconds later she felt her collar tugged on. Daddy led her to the bathroom. She sat down but daddy pulled her up again.

“Not just yet. I am going to tie the leash over the rail above the toilet so you can’t go anywhere unless I untie your leash.”

Donna waited until her daddy told her she could sit. She tried to spread her legs as far apart as she could so she wouldn’t get pee everywhere. Wait. Was her daddy still there” Was he watching her? Oh god! That would be even more embarrassing than him tying her up and playing with her cunt and butt hole! By the time these thoughts ran through her mind the pee had taken its own course and streamed from her pee hole like mild from a cow. She finally finished. She mmmphed again, needing to be wiped off. She felt the toilet paper softly cleaning her off down there. Her daddy untied the leash then led her back to the kitchen and retied her leash.

“Are you getting hungry?” daddy asked her.

Donna nodded. She couldn’t wait to be untied and sit at the table so she could eat.

“It’s about as ready as it will ever be. I have put a bowl with the goulash on the floor, and a second bowl with water by that.” Daddy untied her leash and made her hop to the bowls.

“I want you on your knees, where I will remove the gag. Then you can bend over to eat. Your cute little butt will be up in the air, and I can do all kinds of neat things to it while you eat.”

Donna slowly bent down, leaning down with her butt against the heels of her feet. She then slowly went to her knees. Daddy removed her gag, and she bent over to eat. Then she felt the sting of a paddle. “OOOWWWWWWW!” Donna screamed.

“Get used to it, because I am going to paddle your butt all the time you are eating.”

He paddled her a second time, then again and again and . . ., all the way until Donna finished eating. It took her a long time to eat, howling all the time she ate.

Finally, Donna finished eating. Daddy helped her up, removed her blindfold and untied her wrists and ankles.

“And, in case your friends don’t believe you, take these with you to show them.”

Donna thumbed through the pictures, not believing what she saw. Herself, in all the different bondage styles, struggling on the floor, being led around, peeing, and eating with a really red and burning butt. And a lot more in between, of everything her daddy did to her, everything!

“Daddy.”

“Yes honey?”

“It feels funny to look at myself tied up, even though I know you did it, and I wanted to be. You show everything, putting the plugs in my cunt and butt hole, and everything!”

“Do you think your girlfriends will believe you with those pictures?”

“Oh, yes, daddy, they sure as hell will . . .