BOWLING ALLEY BABY

BY SCAVENGER
scavenger13@earthlink.net

I met Michael and his 7-year-old daughter at the bowling alley. He saw I was bowling alone, and he asked if I would like to join him and his daughter. I gratefully accepted. His little girl introduced herself as Athena. I told her how beautiful she looked in her princess T-shirt, jeans, socks and shoes. Her black hair shimmered in the neon lights of the alley, and worn in a ponytail since it came down to just above her waistline. Her black eyes sparkled. She did something that no girl does anymore: she curtsied and said, “Thank you, sir.” I bowed and said that it was my pleasure to meet such a wonderful and well-behaved girl.

“Where’s your mother?” I asked her.

Michael answered for her. “She died in childbirth. Athena never knew her mother, but I continuously show her pictures of her and tell her what kind of person she was.

“Yes,” she added before Michael could say anything, “daddy’s tells me about how he used to tie up my mommy, and how he now does it to me. I really like it, especially when he tortures me.”

“Uh, uh, I don’t know what to say,” mumbled Michael.

“Don’t worry,” I told him. “I am into tying up little girls myself, but only in my imagination. I would love to tie up your little girl, if she’d let me.”

“Yes, I would like you to tie me up. Can we go home and do it now?” she asked her father.

“Of course. Would you like to tie up my daughter?” Michael asked me.

“If you and your daughter agree, yes I would love to tie up your daughter. She will have to be naked, of course,” I told them.

“Well, I don’t know. I’ve only tied her up with her clothes on, and barefoot.”

“Daddy, I think it would be wonderful to be tied up naked. Let him do it to me, please?”

“If that’s what you really want.”

“Oh, yes, daddy.”

“Very well. Would you like to follow us to our home?”

“That would be fine.”

I followed them home, and in only minutes we pulled into his driveway. I watched as Athena grabbed the keys from her dad, run to the door, unlock it and run inside. I knew that as soon as I stepped inside she would be waiting for me with all her clothes off.

I followed Michael into the house, and there, standing completely naked, was his daughter, breathing fast, anticipating her naked bondage.

“Athena, do you know where your daddy keeps all the stuff he ties you up with?”

“Yes. I’ll go get it all for you.” She runs off, and I watch as her little butt twitches as she runs.

When she came back in she carried a large box. She put it down in front of me, then squatted down on her knees spreading them far apart as she could, her hands facing upward on her knees, her head down.

I opened the box. I couldn’t believe the stuff Michael had used on his wife.

“Miss Athena, are you ready to be bound and tortured?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Stand, with your back to me. And put your hands behind your back.”

She stood slowly, and did as I ordered. I proceeded to tie her wrists with a very long piece of soft rope until she could do nothing with her hands. I then took another rope and began to tie her elbows together. She didn’t complain as I roped her both above and below her elbows both above and below them. She didn’t say a word. I then wrapped rope around her upper body, keeping her nipples free. He ran his hand up both of her bottom cheeks. She shivered in my hands.

“Now, spread your legs just as wide as you can.” Again she obeyed. I ran a double rope from the ties on the front of her chest, down and severely up into cunt, spreading her labia to really draw it up, ensuring the ropes cut into her clit, then up into her butt crack rubbing against her pink anus, and tied the ropes off to her wrists.

“You can pull your legs up now,” I told her.

“Master, may I speak to my father?”

“Yes you may, but from now on, as long as you are tied up and can speak, you will not speak unless spoken to.”

”Yes, Master. Thank you. Dad,” and she turned to him, “why didn’t you ever tie me up like this? It feels so wonderful to be tied up naked.”

“I just never thought you’d agree to it.”

“Oh, daddy, it’s so wonderful! I feel so free, yet with me tied up I can’t do much.” “Now, turn around and face me,” I told Athena. She obeyed immediately. “First, the blindfold.” I picked out the smallest I could find, and it fit her perfectly, the padded leather blindfold forcing her eyelids closed so she couldn’t see a thing. I buckled it in the hole just past the hole that fit her.

“Now, I am going to gag you. Has your father ever gagged you?”

“No, Master. Never.”

“Well, you just open your sweet mouth and I will try to fit the ball into your mouth.” She opened as widely as she could, and I shoved a ball into her mouth that was slightly larger than her mouth. I pulled down on her chin with one thumb and pushed on the ball with the other. It slid in behind her teeth, expanding her jaw severely. In fact, she gave out with a little yelp, for like the blindfold, I buckled it into the next hole that caused her cheeks and mouth press in while the ball pressed out.

“Are you all right, Athena? Do you want me to untie you?”

She nodded yes, the shook her head no.

“Now, I am going to help you to the floor, face down, and I will continue to tie you.”

Once on the floor, I crossed her ankles and tied them tightly, then pulled her hands up and pulled her ankles up as well toward her bound wrists, and tied her in a very severe hogtie and arched position. I then tied rope around her ponytail, pulled it back and tied it to her wrist/ankle ties, forcing her head and chest up, her blindfolded eyes looking at the ceiling.

“Now, has your daddy ever put clothespins on your nipples or any other parts of your body?” She shook her head no and made little fearful noises.

Then, I did it. I played with first her right nipple to get it nice and hard, then let the clothes pin snap shut on it. She screamed. Then, the left nipple, and another scream. Of course, her little twat gushed with her sweet juices as if water through a broken dam.

“Now, I am finished, at least for the time being. You can play around on the floor, however you can do it best. Have you ever heard of an orgasm?”

She nodded her head yes with a little “Huh uh,” emerging from behind her ball gag, from which drool now started to leak, dripping onto her chest and fall onto the floor. I watched as she struggled a little bit, then rest.

Soon, I watched her as she began to struggle more, knowing that this was the first sign of a girl’s orgasm. Michael and I continued to watch as she struggled more and more. “You are nearing an orgasm, Princess,” I told her, “but the way you are tied, you will never succeed. I could do you myself, but I would like to tie you up in a different way, if you would allow me to, and I assure you you will reach your first orgasm. Do you agree?”

Athena made loud sounds, which sounded happy. “All right. Hold still and I will untie you, but I will leave your gag in and your blindfold on.”

Once accomplished, I tied her wrists in front of her, and tied her ankles together. I yanked on her wrists, and Michael showed me her room. It was absolutely beautiful.

“My wife fixed this up for her before she was born. Athena has added to it, just as her mom would have done.”

“It’s absolutely beautiful,” I told him. “I don’t know if I can justify tying her up in here. It’s not the right atmosphere. It’s too pretty, too Athena for being tied up. Do you have another room somewhere?”

“Yes, follow me,” Michael said. I pulled on Athena’s wrist leash, following Michael. I walked slowly enough so she wouldn’t trip and fall. He walked down a long hall (a very big house, I came to find out) and into a room at the end and on the right. He unlocked the door and led me in, turning on the lights.

The bed was perfect. It had support railings at both the foot and the head. “Athena, I am going to untie your feet and wrists, them put you on the bed. I want you to spread your legs and arms out just as far as you can. OK?”

She nodded yes. I watched as she shook in anticipation and, hopefully, willing. “Do you want me to untie you and stop everything right now?”

She shook her head no vehemently. I untied her, and put her in the middle of the bed. I brought the box of ropes and tortures with me, and quickly tied her spread-eagle.

“Now, sweetheart, if I do something you don’t want me to do, snap your fingers on your right hand twice. OK? Let me hear you snap your fingers.” Her fingers snapped nice and loud. “I will tell you what I am going to do before I do it, that way you will know what is going on and be allowed to snap your fingers.”

I reached in the box and pulled out alligator clamps with a chain running between the two to attach to her tender virgin nipples. “I am going to attach clamps with teeth to each nipple. They will hurt intensely, but will eventually turn to pleasure underneath that pain. Snap your fingers twice if you don’t want me to.”

She didn’t snap. I lightly played with her right nipple, until it came erect and her little aureole wrinkled beneath it. I then attached the first clamp. She screamed bloody murder. I played with her left nipple the same way, and attached it to her nipple. Again she screamed.

“Snap twice if you want me to take them off.” Nothing. I turned to Michael and asked him, “Does she know anything about the male and female anatomies?”

“Yes. I told her just last year about sex, how a boy gets erections and put their penises inside the girl’s vagina. I also taught her all the pejorative words for the male and female sexual organs, and breasts.”

“So she knows what a cunt is, a tit, a clit, a pussy, cock and balls, etc.”

“Yes,” Michael replied.

“Athena, your pussy lips are wide open. Can you feel your juices running from your cunt?”

She nodded. “OK. Now. I am going to add more pain. I am going to put one of these alligator clamps, like are on your little tits, to each pussy lip. Snap your fingers twice if you don’t want me to.” Again, nothing. “All right. First, your right pussy lip.” I didn’t waste any time. I pulled it out as far as I could and allowed the clamp to snap down. She shook the entire bed as she struggled at the pain. I then repeated the procedure with the second clamp, and again the struggling. Screams of pain echoed from her gag as she tried to accept the pain. Soon, she settled down.

“Athena, do you want me to quit yet, and untie you?” She shook her head no. “You have a very strong girl, Michael. Now Athena, I am going to rub some athletic rub on your little clit, inside your cunt, and deep into your butt hole. It will at first feel nice and cool, then it will gradually turn to heat and you think you won’t be able to bear it. Do you want me to stop now?”

Again, she shook her head no. “All right, honey. Here come the crème.” I first rubbed a large amount liberally on her clit, her labia, and deep into her pussy, then deep into her butt hole. She squirmed when I inserted my finger into her rear hole.

We watched as Athena began to feel the heat. “It will take about 20 to 30 minutes for this to be over.”

Poor little bondage girl Athena threw herself from side to side, shook, screamed as the heat increased.

“Will anything stop that?” Michael asked.

“No. It has to run its course. I know how it feels. My wife used to tie me up and use it on the head of my cock, all over my balls, and deep into my own butt hole. Did you ever have your wife tie you up?”

“No. She always wanted to be the one tied. So I obliged her, and we both had lots of fun.”

We watched Athena as the crème began to wear off. Her thrashings finally ebbed to nothing.

“Did you like that, Athena?” I asked her.

She didn’t answer right away. Finally, she nodded her head. “Do you want me to do it again?” This time she snapped twice. “Good. I wasn’t going to do it anyway. Now, I am going to remove the clamps from your labia, then I will very slowly bring you to an orgasm. OK?”

Of course, I didn’t tell her how I was going to remove them. I didn’t open them, just very slowly pulled them off her labia. She screamed again, and again, for each one. But then, I got my middle finger wet from her juices, and began to rub her clit very slowly and very softly. She began to move to my finger. Then, I slid my finger into her cunt, and very slowly moved it in and out. I took the middle finger of my other hand, got it wet, and slid it deep into her butt. She squirmed, but this time not from pain, but from pleasure. I began to move both fingers in and out, at a steady pace. Not fast enough to bring her to orgasm, yet not slow enough for her not to feel it. She began to hump her hips up and down against my fingers. But she still couldn’t cum. This lasted for about thirty minutes. I knew she grew frustrated. So, I sped up.

She continued to hump my fingers, and I sped up more, until I watched her tiny bound body begin to writhe and throw her body back and forth, and finally reached that ultimate sexual release. We watched her as she screamed and flung herself around, until she settled down.

“That was your first orgasm, sweetheart,” I told her. “Would you like to be untied now?”

She shook her head no. “Would you like me to retie you?” She nodded. Basically all I did was untie her ankles from the foot rails, pull them up and tied them to the head rails and to her wrists. This put her bottom and cunt up and wide open.

“I have only two things to do to you now. First, I am going to attach a chain to the chain between your alligator clamps, pull it up as far as I can, and lock the second chain around the top of the railing, pulling on your nipples. Ready?” She nodded slowly, not knowing what to expect. I did so, and she writhed on her bed as the clamps bit deep into her tender nipples.

“Now, for one last thing. I am going to put some rather large anal beads into your butt hole.” I didn’t ask her if she wanted me to or not. I just did it. She merely groaned as the large balls slipped into her rear end. I began to rub along her pussy, then slid a finger and brought her near to orgasm, but not quite.

“We will now leave you for the night, and your daddy and I will see you in the morning. Come on, Michael, let’s go.”

Athena began screaming. “That will do you no good, Princess,” I told her. “You will be there all night. And expect more in the morning.