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UNCLE (C) January 2002

Sexual Fantasy Fiction
By Writer's Cramp
(Fm, Mf, MFg, rom, humil, coerced, forced, nc, teen, spk, menst, sm, ws, inc, etc.)

The Players:
Sir Theodore Asquith, Guardian of Emily.
Emily Kemp, aged 13, 
Judith Reymond, Schoolteacher
Valma Reymond, her mother.
Ralph, her new husband, Judith's stepfather.
Veronica, one of Valma's friends
Freddie, Veronica's son, aged 13.
Cindy Smart, Emily's school friend.

All my stories are archived at 
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where you will find zipped files in MS Word9 and Text formats.
I would indeed appreciate, comments and constructive 
suggestions and may be contacted at 
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Please let me know what you think of the story.

This story must not be posted on any pay-site or used for commercial
purposes of any sort.

Chapter Nineteen
	Her stepfather paid her body much attention after that day and she found 
herself sleeping between her parents often, usually after having sex with him and 
sometimes, her mother as well. She was taught all the niceties of lesbian sex, her 
mother being the main tutor but often Ralph had them do things together that 
even her mother objected to. Nevertheless, Ralph almost always got his way and 
Judith found herself becoming the toilet for both of them when Ralph was in one 
of his aroused moods. 
	"I need to pee, little bitch," he would say and rollover onto his side. It was 
then her job to lay down beside him, and take his cock between her lips while he 
emptied his bladder down her throat. If even one drop was spilt she was subjected 
to a heavy spanking that left her so sore she often had to stay home from college 
the next day because she simply couldn't sit down.
	Spanking her was one of his great delights, something that she dreaded but 
had no choice but to allow him his pleasure. From mid-way through her 
eighteenth year she learned all there was to know about spanking. Ralph took 
great delight in collecting instruments of flagellation from tiny thin canes that 
almost broke her skin every time it landed, through birch wands that cut with a 
fierce burning to jockeys whips and even one very long whippy trotters whip. 
Ralph practiced for weeks to perfect his use of this particular instrument so much 
that he could land the tip of the whip on any chosen inch of her body holding it at 
full arms length. He was very proud to be able to hit each nipple in turn then each 
side of her labia and her clit in quick succession. Once he landed ten straight 
strokes on a square inch of her bottom in less than a minute and the result was a 
bruise that spread to over six inches across and lasted more than two weeks. He 
whipped her always in the cruelest way and she knew he had ejaculated in his 
pants several times from the screams of agony she emitted throughout the ordeal.
	But simple hand spanking was his greatest love during this time. She had 
been taught the art of striptease by a woman Ralph employed for six months, 
making her learn every facet of the art from the movement of her hands and 
fingers, the look in her eye and the movements of her hips and breasts until she 
could arouse even the most impotent of men. Not that she was placed in that 
position, at least not at that time. 
	So with the skills of a professional she was made to arouse both Ralph and 
her mother on many occasions and once nude, was put over Ralph's knee. The 
preliminaries usually consisted of a long period of being felt up, to torturous 
pinching of nipples and vaginal regions, to almost suffocation as her airways were 
blocked off until he was finally ready to spank.
	Laying over his knee with her legs wide apart, always a prerequisite, she 
lay still until he chose to begin. She often waited ten or fifteen minutes, never 
knowing when he would start, and felt his hardness becoming wetter by the 
minute as precum leaked onto her tummy. Then he would beat her bottom 
mercilessly for as long as his hand could stand the onslaught. She learned very 
soon that to please him most she had to shriek aloud as every swat landed but it 
was impossible not to cry out for his spankings were cruel in the extreme.
	Occasionally she had been laid face up while he spanked her breasts just 
as hard, so that by the morning they were swollen and bruised. There was no way 
she could wear a bra after a breast spanking for several days and while being 
excused from college for no more than two days by Ralph for that may cause 
questions to be asked, she had to attend after that quite braless, covering the 
bouncing mounds by always holding a book or clothes against her chest, a painful 
thing as her bruised breasts were pressed against the book. 
	One of the things that did surprise her was that she had remained a virgin 
right up to the age of almost nineteen. Ralph hadn't mentioned this for over a year 
and Judith certainly never brought the subject up even with her mother. The 
longer it went the more confident she became that she would be left intact.
	The other thing that Ralph never interfered with was her periods. He made 
her keep a detailed diary of the periods even down to the recording of how many 
changes of sanitary pads she made during each day of the cycle and even the 
extent of staining on each pad she removed. Judith had to tell her Daddy the 
moment each period started for Ralph issued her sanitary pads to her. She was 
never allowed to have even one spare in her room. It was her responsibility then 
to produce the diary after the last pad was needed each month. Ralph would study 
the charts she drew up very closely, asking questions every time about some 
aspect and complaining if she used too many pads on any of the days. But during 
her menses he made no sexual demands on her at all. So periods to Judith were 
times of peace and she looked forward to the flow of blood each month unlike all 
her college friends. 
	Ralph supervised her taking of the contraceptive pill every night 
immediately after supper, putting the small tablet on her tongue and ensuring it 
was swallowed. He was making very sure his young ward could not let herself get 
pregnant for the blame would rest squarely on him, being the only male in the 
household. Although he had never penetrated her vaginally, his other sexual 
demands saw much semen spilled over all parts of her body from time to time and 
there were many chances some could impregnate her by accident. Judith was 
happy to take the pill for that very reason.
	For almost three years, Judith suffered the sexual demands of her 
stepfather and her mother. She hated the feeling of helplessness, of being quite 
unable to refuse any of the numerous acts of degradation he forced on her but she 
feared worst of all the cruelty of his whippings and beatings. She had never heard 
the term 'sex slave' but that was just how she felt. Almost daily she was subjected 
some form of sexual abuse mostly from Ralph but frequently from her own 
mother as well. The more Ralph used her, the less he made sexual demands on his 
wife and instead of demanding her wifely needs from him, her mother simply 
used her daughter to produce the orgasms she needed. 
	Judith learned every aspect of sex with another female and despite her 
knowing this incestuous relationship was quite wrong, at least it was far more 
pleasant than the sex Ralph demanded. 
	Ralph did have his good moments though and when he was in the right 
mood he would pleasure the young girl with two or three orgasms in a row. But 
afterwards, in his aroused state, his cruelty surfaced again until he climaxed 
himself.
	Judith slowly relinquished all the friendships she had at school mainly 
because Ralph demanded her utter obedience and he denied her any friendship 
with others. But always in the back of Judith's mind was the concern that if she 
made any close friendships, even if she could have kept them secret from Ralph, 
she was frightened that she might let slip something that would give her terrible 
secret away. She couldn't imagine the humiliation she would face if anyone 
learned both her stepfather and her own mother were sexually using her.
	On the eve of her Twenty-first birthday, Ralph shattered her long kept 
hope that he wasn't going to take her virginity.
	"You won't be going to school tomorrow, cunt," he said gruffly after 
dinner.
	"Why, Daddy?" She asked in her little girl's voice. She talked almost 
exclusively that way now. Her hair was still done in plaits or ponytails despite the 
rest of colleagues wearing their hair in modern fashions. She too still wore clothes 
more suited to a twelve year old and all that kept Ralph happy. At least at school 
there were uniforms all had to wear so Judith wasn't subjected to teasing for the 
juvenile dresses she wore when at home.
	"Because tomorrow you turn Twenty-one and we are going to celebrate it 
with you. You'd like that, wouldn't you, little tits?" His names for her were 
always degrading but after three years of the same it didn't hurt her feelings very 
much at all.
	She looked at her mother to trying to learn something of what his real 
intentions were, but as usual she never helped at all.
	"Uhm, I suppose so," she said non-committally.
	"Tomorrow you become legally available for fucking so it's time. You 
understand?"
	"Understand what?" She asked with dread for she knew deep down what 
he was getting at.
	"What the fuck do you think I mean? Tomorrow I'm going to fuck that 
precious cherry of yours, little bitch. We're going to have lots of fun, aren't we, 
Valma?"
	"Sure, honey," her mother replied with less than the same enthusiasm he 
was showing.
	"Your not going to do it to me really, are you, Daddy?" Her face was 
white with fear.
	"I'm not going to do it, sweet buns, you're going to do it for me. Then no 
one can say I raped you, can they?"
	"But... Oh, you can't do it, Daddy. It isn't right you know that. Please 
don't make me do anything like that. I want to keep it for my husband," she 
pleaded, backing away from his outstretched hand.
	"You'll bloody well die quicker if you don't do what I want. And besides, 
I'm your husband now, there's never going to be anyone else but me fucking you, 
cunt.  Do you think I'd let a cherry like you get away without giving me my dues? 
Not bloody likely. Now listen here. Early to bed tonight but you can sleep in until 
lunchtime tomorrow. Then I want you up and showered by one o'clock. Your 
mother will show you what to wear and from then on you'll do exactly what 
you're told. I won't have any messing around, because I've been waiting for this 
day for three years. Never had a virgin before and I suppose I won't ever again so 
you're going to make it very special for me. Mess it up and I'll slit your throat."
Judith had slumped down on the floor, her face covered in her hands, 
weeping pitifully at the thought of what she was about to endure. What right had 
he to make her do this, she told herself in self-pity. He's a brute and I hate him. 
But she dared not say it out loud. 
	Her mother pulled her up and literally pushed her towards her bedroom. 
	"He does mean it, Pixie. He's been planning this for over a year now and I 
know exactly what he's going to do tomorrow. He's been coaching me all this 
time so everything will be done exactly as he wants."
	"What's he going to do to me, Mum?"
	"I'm sorry, Pixie, I can't tell you now, but it won't be as bad as he makes 
out. He's the one who will take your hymen, he won't be making you do it on top 
of him. He's been dreaming about how it will feel laying between your legs as he 
fucks you so much that he might even shoot off before he gets to touch you. But 
that's his problem, not yours."
	"He'll hurt me, won't he? When he sticks his thing inside?"
	"You might be surprised how little it could hurt, baby," she said 
encouragingly. "When my brother took mine away, I hardly felt any pain at all. It 
was when I saw the blood running down my legs that I panicked. Your hymen 
might split as easily as mine, you know."
	"But what if it doesn't?"
	"Whatever happens, I know it will all be over very fast once he begins to 
fuck you. And the pain does stop very quickly afterwards. I'll make sure you've 
got plenty of lubrication between your pussy lips so he'll slide in easily."
	"Oh, It's awful the way he just does things to me. It's not right, is it?"
	"But neither you or I can stop him, can we?" She asked with a consoling 
voice.
	"No, that's why it's so terrible. He just does what he likes. And once he's 
done it, there's no reason to stop then, is there. He'll keep on fu... doing it to me 
every day, I just know he will."
	"Look, Pixie, what you have to do has to happen some time in your life. 
You can't stay a virgin forever, now can you? Don't fret about it, Baby, because 
that will make you all the more scared. Would you be as scared if it was your 
boyfriend who was going to do it?"
	"But I don't have a boy friend."
	"I mean if you did. He'd be all over you trying every time he took you out 
and one day you'd be in the right mood and let him have his way. At least Ralph 
knows what having sex is all about and I promise you, he'll be doing everything 
right tomorrow. He said he wanted your first time to be something you'll have 
good memories about. Now he can't be all that bad if he wants that for you."
	"Did he really say that?" She asked with surprise. "You mean he wants to 
make me feel good, not rape me the way he's been talking about?"
	"He thinks that if he threatens you with all the things he's said, when the 
time comes and he is gentle, you'll begin to like having sex with him. In fact 
when he is gentle he's a very good lover, baby. I promise you that."
	"But he's still making me let him do it, isn't he? Isn't that rape?"
	"If he's gentle and you find you like having sex with him, how can that be 
rape, Pixie?"
	"Oh, I don't know, Mum. It's just that..." she said in a squeaky voice and 
began crying again. 
	"You're all worked up, baby. I know how you feel for he makes me do 
things I'm not very happy about too. You've seen some of the things he's made 
me do in front of you but not everything. I've learned that even if I don't like it all 
that much, at least if it makes him happy then it turns out alright in the end. It's 
no different for you too, Pixie. You do like having orgasms don't you?"
	"Yes, but...," she began then stopped suddenly. "Yes they are nice, I 
know that and he helps me have them sometimes. But he's my Daddy," she 
pleaded once again, desperate for her mother to understand why she hated being 
made to do sex things with Ralph.
	"You know very well he's not your daddy. He just a man who likes you so 
much he wants to love you and wants you to love him back. When two people 
love each other they have sex to show they care for each other. You can say 
whatever you like but that's really the whole truth, Pixie. Ralph thinks you look 
beautiful, he loves you and he desperately wants you to return that love."
	"Then why does he treat me so harshly?" Judith almost snapped the 
question at her mother, not convinced that was the way Ralph saw it at all.
	"That's just the way men are, baby. Life isn't like the movies, and there's 
no Doris Days and Cary Grants in the real world, believe me. They want power 
over others especially their women. Now you just have to change the way you're 
thinking about Ralph. If you're always objecting and fighting him, of course he's 
going to treat you harshly. But imagine how he might be if, when he makes you 
happy, you return that love by being nice to him and show love in return without 
him forcing you. Be nice to him tomorrow, do what he wants and he'll return all 
your kindness ten times over."
	Her mother sat back looking at Judith and desperately hoping for a 
positive response to what she had been saying. The fact was that Ralph had been 
coaching her for several months on how to convince Judith to be more compliant 
to his wishes. She had used everything Ralph had suggested by now and didn't 
want to him to see she had failed.
	"Do you really think so, Mum? You mean if I let him do the things he 
wants tomorrow and smile and thank him, he will like me better and not hurt me 
so much?"
	"That's exactly the way it would be, baby. Be lovey-dovey to him, smile 
into his eyes and let him know you love the things he does to make you feel nice.  
He really does like you and if you show him you like him too, he'll become very 
loving and his caresses will be as smooth as silk. It's the way you've been acting 
towards him that makes him angry and that's why he hurts you so much, to get 
back at you. The more you make him mad, the worse he wants to hurt you. But if 
you're nice, very nice to him, then he'll return all of that to you, I promise."
	"Well, maybe you're right. It's just that I still find it hard to accept that he 
has the right to..."
	"It's because you still thinking as a child, baby, but you're grown up now. 
Why don't you do what Ralph wants tomorrow and see if I'm not right. I know I 
am."
	"Oh... Oh, I...," She began then, as if she had finally come to a 
momentous decision, said, "I think you are right, Mum. I am grown up now and I 
will give my virginity away sometime, won't I? Just like you did and it didn't 
make any difference to you, did it?"
	"Not a scrap, baby. It made no difference to me at all."
	"Then I guess I will do what he wants. I just hope he'll be gentle."
	"If you're sweet to him, baby, you'll soon find much more love in return. 
Now why don't you take that shower and hop into bed. Want something to help 
you sleep?"
	"You mean a pill? Hmm, I suppose it would help, just tonight," she said 
lightly, and smiled at her mother. "You know what, Mum?"
	"What, baby?"
	"Those things we do together sometimes, when we have sex. I love the 
way you make me climax. I never thought I'd ever tell you, but after the way we 
talked tonight, well, I wanted you to know."
	"I thought you hated me for making you do it with me, baby."
	"I did sometimes but I still enjoyed the way you gave me orgasms. And I 
won't mind doing anything you want me do to from now on. Even...," she added, 
blushing furiously. "Even in front of Daddy."
	"Come here baby," her mother said, holding out her arms. As they 
embraced, she added, "Thank you, Judith. I love you so much. Now, you will 
promise to be the best little girl for Daddy tomorrow? Whatever he wants?"
	"Yes, I promise," the innocent teenager agreed.
	"You make me so happy, baby.  We will make love again, very soon, but 
not until tomorrow is over. O.K.?"
	"Sure, Mum," she said and they kissed each other on the lips, a long warm 
happy kiss of lovers.
	When Valma left the room and closed the door, she punched the air and 
whispered a satisfied, "Yes," as she headed for Ralph to tell him the good news.

Chapter Twenty
	Judith woke feeling quite drowsy even though she slept soundly the whole 
night. She was content to just lay in bed, waiting for the effects of the pill her 
mother had given her last night, to wear off.
	Sometime later, she jumped when she heard the door slam shut and her 
mother came bouncing into the room. "Come on, sleepy head, you've slept all 
morning. I came in with breakfast but you were fast asleep so I didn't disturb you. 
The pill worked, I suppose?"
	"Yes," she agreed still feeling the effects even now. "Gosh is it Midday 
already?"
	"It's after twelve so you haven't got any time to spare. We've lots to do."
	"Why?"
	"Don't you remember? Happy birthday, baby, today you become a woman."
	"Oh," the young girl gasped. "Oh, I forgot." And then it all flooded back 
into her mind. 
	"Is Daddy...? Is he home?"
	"You'd better believe it, baby, and chaffing at the bit too. Come on, into 
the bathroom, there's no time to waste."
	Still feeling dopey, Judith was quite content to lay still while her mother 
washed every inch of her body and double washed her hair. She sighed when 
fingers slipped into her sex slit and her bottom hole to soap her clean down there. 
	"Enough time to enjoy that later, my dear," her mother said with a wry 
smile. "Daddy's quite worked up already so you will have all the attention you 
need today without enjoying my fingers."
	"But it feels nice," the girl pouted.
	"So will a cock in there."
	"I know it will hurt but I don't care," Judith said in a relaxed voice.
	She got no reply. Then she was out of the bath and being dried off with a 
soft towel. 
	"I wish you'd bath me every day like this."
	"You've turned into a little sexpot, haven't you?"
	"I do feel sexy, Mum."
	"Good. Stay that way."
	"When will he do it?"
	"When he's ready but there's a lot to do first. And a lot I have to tell you. 
Are you awake yet?"
	"I think so," Judith said with a little giggle.
	"Good then get the hair drier working."
	"Oh, alright."

	She found herself stretched out on the bed, her mother looking down on 
her nudity.
	"Your breasts have certainly grown in the last few years. No longer a flat 
chested girl with a pair of puffy knobs on your chest. I can understand why Daddy 
likes to look at you so much. A regular little cock teaser, no doubt about it," she 
mother mused with a kindly smile. "You're so very lucky to have such beautiful 
breasts. Mine never stood out separately like yours. And it's just not fair the way 
you have no sagging at all. Sit up a minute."
	As she did, Her mother cupped both breasts in her hands and molded their 
shapes. "Look at that, such perfect cones, quite separate from each other and no 
sign of even the slightest sag. You'll make your gown look so great on you."
	"Which gown?" Judith asked in surprise. She had no gown she could say 
looked good on her.
	"The one you'll be wearing when you present yourself to your Daddy. 
You'll see it in a minute. Now lay back and open your legs. I have things to do."
	"What are you going to do?" Judith asked skeptically.
	"Don't get too excited, little one. It's only some gel to help him slip in 
easier. But he musn't see it, so I'll put just a dab on the outside and a little more 
right inside. Hold your pussy lips apart to help me."
	When the cold gel touched her warm labia she flinched and said, "Ouch."
	"Oh, do be quiet you little baby. If you think that hurts, you've got a big 
shock in store when you feel his hard penis trying to find it's way in. Now be still 
and try not to enjoy this too much.  It's for your benefit, not your pleasure."
	"How will you do my hair, Mum. In plaits or a pony-tail?"
	"You're a grown up woman now, or at least you will be by the end of the 
day. Daddy wants your hair falling over your shoulders. Happy about that?"
	"Oh, yes. I felt so foolish dressed like a twelve year old."
	"You'll probably have to be like that sometimes but tonight you're a fully 
grown young woman. You're so pretty, baby, he'll choke when he sees you."
	"Will I be naked like this?"
	"Oh, no, just wait. Your dress he chose is so beautiful."
	"He bought me a new dress? But I thought I'd have to be naked for him to 
do it."
	"Oh, you will be but anticipation is what it's all about. And I'm sure he'll 
take great delight in undressing you. It will be just as precious as your wedding 
night. Your husband this time though will be none other than your own Daddy. 
O.K., that's done, now let me look at your hair. Up you get."
	"It feels funny down there," she said as she stood up."
	"Where?"
	"Between my legs. My pussy."
	"What's so strange about it?"
	"It's like I've peed myself, it feels so wet."
	"That's the KY Jelly. Your pussy has warmed it up and it will look to your 
Daddy as though you're very aroused. Let him think that, anyway."
	She worked for nearly half an hour, brushing and combing her daughter's 
hair, setting it smoothly across her neck and shoulders. By the time she had 
finished, Judith looked more beautiful than her mother had ever seen her before.
	"We'll have to hurry. He wants you in the room by three o'clock and 
we've only got a few minutes to go. Here's your gown, raise your arms and slip it 
on."
	Judith finally saw what her deflowering gown looked like. It was white, 
not transparent but translucent, so that when she saw herself in the mirror as her 
mother pulled the garment down her body, she could make out the darkness of her 
nipples and the outline of her pubic mound but with little detail. The fabric was 
soft and light yet clung to her like a body stocking, fitting over her breasts as 
thought it had been specially molded for her, the twin mounds standing apart and 
tipped by the darkness of her nipples. The stretch fabric held the garment firmly 
around every curve, all the way to the floor and yet she could walk freely. Her 
mother rearranged her hair so that some fell over the front of her shoulders but 
not enough to cover her breasts, which were her most prominent features.
	"Oh, baby, you are very beautiful. Your Daddy was right you are a beauty 
indeed. Now listen carefully. When you enter the room, you are to walk without 
moving your arms. Just let them fall to your sides. You are to walk towards him, 
looking into his eyes the whole time and while you remain quite serious, I'm sure 
a small smile would be appropriate. Stand before him, bow your head slightly so 
your eyes are downcast and bow your knee until one touches the floor and the 
other still raised, just as you would expect a princess to do when she is presented 
to her prince."
	"Is that what he wants me to do?"
	"Yes and you musn't miss doing any of the things I've told you. While you 
are still on one knee, you must then say to him, "I have come, Daddy."
	"I have come, Daddy?"
	"Exactly. He will then ask who your master is and you must respond with, 
	"You are my master."
	"I must say, 'You are my master'? Is that all?"
	"He will ask if you are here to obey him in every way and of course you 
will say you are. I'm not sure what he will do next but you just need to follow his 
instructions. Enjoy yourself, baby. It will be a memorable day I know it will. 
Now, I think it's time to celebrate she said, smiling at her daughter. Today you 
are a woman and can taste your first champagne," she said, lifting the bottle aloft. 
	"Pink for the blood that you will shed today, pink for a beautiful girl," she added 
as she poured two glasses.
	"Won't I...? Won't I get drunk, Mum?"
	"Not with just one glass, and it might help you to relax a little. Here's to a 
most beautiful girl," she said and clinked their glasses together in salute.
	"Ha, ha, the bubbles tickle my nose," the young woman said gaily. Then in 
a more serious voice as they sipped their wine, "Will you be there too, Mum?"
	"Yes, I will but probably in the background. It's you he wants today."
	"Oh, yes I suppose it is," she answered, then added, "Mum, does it make 
you unhappy that he wants to have sex with me? After all, you are his wife."
	"Don't concern yourself about things like that, baby. I take my enjoyment 
in knowing he's happy, just as much as I do when he favours me with his needs. 
Now it's time to go, baby. Give me a big smile. Ah, that's good."

	As her mother opened the livingroom door, she was shocked at what she 
saw. The two rooms that made up their living area had been changed around 
completely with much of the furniture removed. Judith saw her father standing at 
the far end surrounded in a haze of what looked like smoke. He wore some kind 
of robe over his shoulders and he stood with his legs apart and his hands on his 
hips. He was brightly lit by some unseen light while the rest of the room was quite 
dim.
	Her mother gave her a little push.
	Judith had lost all the confidence she had built up over the past few hours. 
She never expected anything like this. The room seemed to swirl around her as 
she walked towards the figure of her Daddy, her eyes unseeing, her prompt to 
smile at him lost in the haze of her mind. For a moment she stood directly before 
him, her eyes unfocused but looking directly into his face. Then as if she were 
struck, she lowered her face and bowed her knee until her whole body became a 
circle, balancing on the toes of one foot and her knee.
	"I am here, Daddy," she whispered softly, just enough to be heard.
	"Who is your master, child?"
	"You are my master."
	"Does that mean you have changed your ways? Are you prepared to obey 
me now, in every thing I ask?"
	"Yes, Daddy."
	"Call me Master, child. I am now beyond being just your Daddy."	
	"Yes Master."
	"Well? Will you obey me, child?"
	"Yes, I will, my Master."
	"In every way, no matter what it might be, whatever I wish you to do, you 	
will obey? Without hesitation, without objection, without question?"
	"I promise, I will, my Master, sir."
	"Then you may rise and show yourself to me."
	Judith didn't quite know what to do as she stood up. What did he mean, 
show herself? Did he want her to remove the gown she wore and be naked for 
him?
	He remained still, taller than her, looking down at her as she hesitated, not 
daring to look up into his eyes.
	"Well?"
	"Wha... What shall I do, Dadd... my Master?"
	"Turn around, very slowly. I want to look at you, at your body, to imagine 
what you will look like when I tell you to remove the garment. I want to imagine 
those breasts, which have grown so much since I first saw them, and that pussy so 
slick and hairless, unlike the thick curls you had then. I can just make out the 
outline of your womanhood. Turn slowly, child, and let your master see you."
	"Yes, sir," she agreed softly, feeling her skin burn with the blush that was 
spreading across her face and chest. He had seen her naked so many times and yet 
she felt more vulnerable and shy than she ever had before. She was on display and 
knew he could see her secrets through the gown. He didn't try to touch her, just 
stared as she slowly turned. When she stood facing him again, he waited for what 
seemed many minutes before he spoke.
	"What do you offer your master?"
	"I... Uhm, I offer my virginity, Master."
	"And what other?"
	"Other...? I don't understand."
	"You have other entrances to offer?"
	"No... I'm not sure... I mean, I'm not sure what you mean, Master," she 
explained still in a soft voice but not the girlish tones she had become accustomed 
to answering him in.
	"You have a mouth that you've given me from time to time for pleasure. 
And breasts I have used. Have you allowed any other to use those openings, 
child?"
	"Oh, no, Master. Never."
	"And you are still quite intact? Your hymen?"
	"Oh, yes, sir," she answered almost proudly. 
	"Is there not another I can be thinking of?"
	"Oh... You mean my... You mean my bottom, Master? Oh, no one has 
touched it except you. And Mum, of course."
	"You haven't explored it yourself?"
	"No, Master."
	"I will use your anus regularly, child, to be penetrated to the hilt and leave 
my discharge. You will of course not object. Is that correct?"
	"Y... Yes, Master. But you already use me there," She reminded him in an 
innocent voice.
	"Indeed I have and you have never objected, except for the first time but 
you have learned, haven't you child?"?"
	"Yes, Master," she agreed, yet dreading the act that was to come.
	His hand reached out and deliberately cupped one of her breasts, then 
squeezed it, not to hurt but to feel the firmness. She stood still letting him have 
his way. He pulled her body against his pressing his groin against her stomach. 
	"Have you wondered what it will feel like having a man thrusting inside 
you?"
	"Yes, Master, but I can't begin to imagine what it will really be like. Some 
of the girls at college... Well, they say they like it when their boyfriends do it to 
them."
	"I trust you have never allowed any boyfriend to do that to you though."
	"Oh, never, Master. My Daddy said I wasn't to have boyfriends and I 
haven't. Except for him, that is." She looked sheepishly up into his eyes, hoping 
he would appreciate her little joke."
	"So I ask you again, do you consent to anything and everything I demand 
of you with no exceptions?"
	"I promise I will, Master." Her eyes remained on his and she saw 
satisfaction, a small glimmer of a smile appearing.
	"If it pleases me I will give you to others to enjoy for a time."
	"You mean, Mummy?"
	"I mean other men or other women."
	"Oh..." Judith couldn't believe her ears. He had berated her time an time 
again about not even talking to boys at school and having no close girlfriends and 
here he was telling her he would give her to others to have sex with. She must 
have misunderstood him.
	"Others? I will have to let others use my body, Master?"
	"If I decide so, you would obey, child, would you not?"
	"Oh... I didn't think..."Oh...," she stammered not knowing what to say 
until her mother's words returned to her. Tell him you love him and will do 
whatever he wishes. She knew then what to say.
	"If my master pleases, I will obey him in every way," she whispered and 
bowed her head.
	"You make me proud to be your master," he said with evident satisfaction. 
	"Remove your garment child."
	Judith felt like a naughty girl and blushed deeply, making her stepfather 
harden all the more. He had seen her so often quite nude but this time she knew 
his looking would have far greater meaning. This time when he saw her 
nakedness, he would then proceed to take the final barrier of girlhood and make 
her into a woman. She wasn't sure she wanted him to. Why should she let this 
man whom she detested even though she had promised to obey? Why should she 
allow him the pleasure of knowing for the rest of his life that he had finally taken 
a virgin and destroyed a hymen? Why? Because if she didn't, she would find 
herself blue and black from the beating he promised her. She could even end up 
dead from the ferocity of the beating. He wanted her maidenhead and he intended 
to take it. Why, oh why didn't she poke her finger up inside and break it herself? 
At least she wouldn't have to live with the memory of his self-satisfaction. 
	All these thoughts ran through her mind in the split second it took to look 
up into his eyes and then allow her mother to peel the gown up her body and lift it 
over her head. She stood still, her eyes downcast; her skin cool once the garment 
had been removed. She felt her lips trembling and thought she might burst out in 
tears but the moment his fingers touched her now sizeable nipples, she took a 
deep breath and refused to give him the pleasure of knowing how nervous she 
really was.
	His cock was poking through the open folds of the robe and actually 
dripped lubrication onto the carpet, so aroused was he. Judith didn't feel aroused 
at all, in fact she hoped he would do it fast to get it over with. But the Master had 
no intention of shortening his anticipation.
	He held one nipple, now erect and hard, in the fingers of both hands and 
manipulated it as though it were a spinning top, desperately trying to make her 
sigh with aroused passions but he remained disappointed. Judith felt only pain 
and he became disheartened as the hardness of her nipple suddenly became soft. 
	Even his lips were unable to bring back the rubbery texture but he kept on 
sucking and caressing both breasts for a long time, Judith knew not how much 
time elapsed but she was beginning to feel tired standing so still before him and 
as he was half leaning over to reach her breasts he too must have been feeling 
weak as well.
	Eventually he stood up straight, lifted her up with his hands under her 
armpits and sat her on the low bed that had been arranged in the middle of the 
room. This was the only area where the light was bright because two spotlights 
were focused directly over it.
	He pushed her shoulders backwards and she found herself lying on her 
back, her legs being spread far apart and her feet pressed against her bottom, 
opening her pussy widely. 
	Was this it? Is this where he ravaged her virginity, plowing deep inside 
and tearing the precious membrane into two? Was this where she would cry out in 
pain as he did so? Oh, no, not yet. Instead his finger traced circles along her inner 
thighs, up and over her pussy and softly over the pubic mound in such a fashion 
that she couldn't help but gasp from the feelings he was sending to her brain. He 
may not have been able to pleasure her tight little nips but he knew how to please 
her between her legs. The circles became ever smaller as he spiraled inwards, 
closer and closer to her pussy, his face so close to her sex she could feel his warm 
breath on her dampness.
	"Oooh," she finally moaned, quite unable to stop her self. She had tried to 
refuse his manipulations but now she couldn't do anything but accept his teasing 
fingers.
	"She responding, baby," her mother whispered and gave him 
encouragement to continue. Soon the fingers touched her secrets.
	She felt a finger run around the edge of her pussy then down across her 
clitoris which made her back arch upwards for that split second. Then the finger 
slid down her lubricated slit and burrowed inside. He fucked the entrance with his 
fingertip making very sure her hymen wasn't in any danger.
	"Oh, you sweet little fuck machine, I can smell your muskyness. Oh shit, 
it's so sweet," he moaned as though talking to himself. Judith wanted more, she 
wanted his finger back over her clitoris and she found herself actually pleading 
for it.
	"Master, please make me come. Please rub my clitty. Pleeease."
	"Ah, at last my young beauty is feeling a little randy. You've got to ask me 
nicer than that, sweet tits before your Master does what you want."
	"Please, dear Master, make love to my clitty. I love you, Master. I love 
you and want you to do whatever you want with me but please make me come, 
just one time. Just now. Please, dear Master."
	Immediately she felt the warmth of his mouth closing over her pussy and 
his tongue began to lick the silky surfaces, sending blinding shivers right up her 
spine and across the surface of her head. Nothing he or her mother had done to 
her so far had ever felt like this. 
	"Oh," she moaned, delirious with the feelings that began to burst within 
her being. Her step-father knew she was about to come and in quick time he knelt 
up, leaving her senses suspended just below an orgasm but still feeling the 
thrilling sensations that were bursting inside, he pressed his cock against her 
maiden vagina and pushed until he could feel the membrane he so wished to 
crush.
	"It is time, baby," he whispered in her ear and pressed harder.
	"Argh," she screamed as the pressure began to bite. "Oh, please stop, 
Daddy. It hurts so much," she screamed, unable to move her body for he held her 
firmly down on the bed with his arms. "No, please stop," she cried and then gave 
an ear-piercing scream and fainted.
	At that precise moment, Ralph destroyed her virginity, feeling the barrier 
part across the tip of his cock as he thrust all the way inside. The youngster 
remained limp in a dead faint.
	"Oh shit, Val, I've killed her. She's dead," he screamed and immediately 
pulled out and saw a stream of blood flow from her open pussy. "Oh, shit, what 
are we going to do? Quick, do something." He was jumping from foot to foot, his 
cock limp and swaying from side to side as he moved, spattering droplets of 
crimson coloured lubricant around the room.
	Valma collapsed in a fit of laughter, and took a long time to regain her 
composure for every time she looked up at him she saw the look of dread all over 
his face. Ralph wasn't aware of her mirth still sure he had killed the girl somehow 
and was literally dancing up and down on the spot. Then he heard laughter 
coming from somewhere. Laughter. Someone was watching them and they were 
laughing. "Outside; they can see inside," he called out and made for the door then 
realised he was stark naked. He reached for the robe he had discarded then saw 
his wife still in fits of laughter.
	"What the fuck's the matter with you, you stupid bitch?" he shouted, 
straightening up and looking at her in dismay. "What's so funny about...?" Then 
he stopped stock still.
	Judith had regained consciousness just seconds later and was trying to sit 
up only to discover her feet were wedged under her bottom and she couldn't 
move them. She too looked up at the commotion her mind still dazed until the 
burning soreness brought her back to reality.
	"Have you done it," Daddy? Oh, I mean, Master."
	"What?" He asked dully, still not sure what was happening. 
	"Ralph, baby, she just fainted. You didn't hurt her. All you did was lose 
your erection," she told him, her mind still in an uproar thinking of his antics. 
	Then she said to her daughter, "Lay back, baby. As soon as I get Daddy hard 
again, he'll finish what he set out to do."
	"But it hurts, Mummy," she complained.
	"Let Daddy fuck you, baby. He wants to and you promised, didn't you?"
	"Yes," she agreed doubtfully and looking at Ralph standing there in the 
nude, his cock soft and very small.
	Her mother crawled towards her husband and began stroking his penis. 
	When it began to grow, she sucked it between her lips and holding his hips for 
balance began to suck him back to hardness. She had done this so often she had 
become an expert at what Ralph enjoyed and her tongue tickled him in just the 
right places so that he was erect within thirty seconds. She tasted the metallic 
taste of her daughter's spilled blood.
	"Now you can finish, baby. Better do it quickly because she might cut up 
rough this time. I think you've frightened the shit out of her."
	Judith resisted but was no match for his strength and soon he had her legs 
parted and his cock pressing against her sex once again.
	"Oh, you're hurting me, Daddy," she cried out as his cock 'drove past her 
torn membrane for the second time. "Ouch, oh, that's killing me," she screamed.
	Valma laid down beside her daughter and began calming her with soft 
whispers of encouragement while Ralph began to thrust in and out in quick hard 
strokes. He began to groan and in quick succession his body raised and he roared 
aloud as the first spurts of semen splashed deep inside the terrified girl. There was 
little feeling for the youngster who continued screaming loudly for his efforts 
made her vagina feel as though a thousand red-hot pokers were pushing into her 
softness all at once.
	He kept thrusting until the last drop had been discharged. Then he 
slumped down and laid full weight on his new conquest. The poor girl gasped for 
breath, trying to push him off, to get his cock out of her body and his weight off 
so she could breathe again. Eventually Valma helped and between them, Ralph 
was pushed onto his side and Judith sat up.
	That was when she saw the blood soaked sheet beneath her and she 
screamed again, this time in genuine fright. "Mummy, look what he did. I'm 
dying," she cried, daring not to move.
	"Oh, shush. It's just virgin's blood. Mine was much worse that that," her 
mother admonished her, lying because she knew her loss was insignificant 
compared to the large crimson blob that spread under her daughter's bottom. 
	"You'll wear a Kotex for a day and it will all be forgotten."
	"I won't forget," the youngster stated fervently, hating her stepfather as 
she had never done before. But she knew she had to hold that hatred inside and 
not let them know her true feelings.
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