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Subject: Re:  Daddy's Slut - M/f, BDSM, INCEST
Date: Fri, 09 Jul 2004 21:24:59 -0700
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atechz@optonline.net (romero) wrote in message news:<ca3bd5d8.0406120000.39604820@posting.google.com>...
> John Simmons <around@here.com> wrote in message news:<32uyc.186783$Ar.37730@twister01.bloor.is.net.cable.rogers.com>...
> > ?... isn?t as bad as Rawlins. I?d hate to be in one of her classes.?
> >      ?Wait until next year and you have to take Eastern Mythology. 
> > That?s Greenberg. He makes Rawlins look like a pussycat.?
> >      ?That?s an elective. I?m not taking it. What about you, Hannah??
> >      Hannah shook herself out of her reverie. ?Hmm? What??
> >      Peter grinned. ?Are you taking Eastern Mythology next year??
> >      ?Uhm, I don?t know. I?ll have to see what else is available and 
> > what time it is,? she said.
> > 
> >      Even the cafeteria had seemed exciting when her father had shown 
> > her around the campus. And the idea of sitting around, chatting with 
> > other college students, perhaps sipping a laté had made her feel excited 
> > and very mature and intellectual. But now that she was here it all 
> > seemed so artificial and unimportant. Her classes were dull and lifeless 
> > and boring. What did they matter? And what did these other students 
> > matter, even the boys?
> >      For a girl caught up in the thrill and excitement and steamy heat 
> > of her first adult love affair, college was little more than a 
> > distraction. It made her squirm occasionally that her lover was her 
> > father. But after all, it wasn?t as if he had raised her. And it wasn?t 
> > as if she were a child. Who could blame him for being aroused by a 
> > beautiful college girl suddenly thrown into his arms? And she was 
> > beautiful, she thought with a heady sense of joy. He kept telling her 
> > she was, and the excitement and pleasure in his eyes when he looked at 
> > her was certainly not feigned.
> >      She tossed her head, making her hair spill over her shoulders. She 
> > knew Peter, and Mark, and David, the other boys at the table, thought 
> > she was hot. They had been flirting with her since they?d met. But they 
> > were just boys. Why would she want anything to do with boys when she had 
> > a strong, mature, intelligent man?
> >      She was still a little sore down there. Her father was big, and he 
> > used her strongly, showing her how aroused, how excited, how 
> > uncontrollable she made him. And it had only been a few days, after all, 
> > since he?d first taken her and - and - mounted her. Yes, he?d taken her 
> > like a bull in heat, like a wolf taking his bitch! Her father was the 
> > most handsome, virile male she had ever imagined.
> >      And yet he was also her father. For the love she had begun to feel 
> > for him, the confidence in his presence, the comfort and feeling of 
> > safety had soared since he had taken her into his bed. He had already 
> > shown her so much, taught her so much, and given her so much!
> >      She felt very much more mature than the other students sitting 
> > around the table, for they had surely never experienced the incredible 
> > erotic heat and passion she did daily - and nightly. Andrea, sitting in 
> > the corner, elbow propped on the table, leafing through a magazine, with 
> > her red hair spilling down her back, had probably had no more sexual 
> > experiences than Hannah had when she was a girl, a few grunting, groping 
> > sessions in the backs of cars, or in her boyfriend?s basement. What did 
> > she know of sex, of passion?
> >      ?We?re all going out to the Lone Star after school, Hannah? Want to 
> > come??
> >      She shook her head and smiled. ?I think these first few weeks are 
> > important. I want to get off on the right foot, and study really hard.?
> >      ?It?s ages till mid-terms,? Andrea groaned.
> >      ?And when they come you?ll all be scurrying around desperately 
> > trying to make up for the work I?m doing now,? she said. ?Besides, my 
> > father insists I study every night.?
> >      There was much rolling of eyes and sympathetic noises at this, but 
> > she shivered a little in excitement, for they had no idea just how firm, 
> > how deliciously stern her father was in his insistence on her studying.
> >      For somehow he had known she had not done her homework a few nights 
> > ago, had known she had not bothered to read the chapter for her 
> > Literature class. How? She couldn?t image, except that her father seemed 
> > to know everything.
> >      Just two days earlier she had trotted down the steps before school 
> > wearing a white blouse, louse blue cardigan and gray skirt, and been 
> > surprised at her father?s stern face.
> >      ?All ready for school?? he?d asked.
> >      ?Yes,? she said.
> >      ?And your homework? All done??
> >      She nodded wordlessly, thinking a little guiltily of the Lit 
> > reading she hadn?t done.
> >      ?Including your Literature??
> >      She gaped at him. ?Uhm, well - .?
> >      ?You haven?t read the chapter you were assigned, have you??
> >      ?No but - .?
> >      ?Do you remember our agreement??
> >      She stared at him blankly.
> >      ?You agreed to do all of your homework promptly, to study hard to 
> > get good grades.?
> >      ?I will, dad but - .?
> >      ?But you didn?t study your chapter assignment.?
> >      ?Uhm, I was a little busy,? she said with a small grin.
> >      And of course, he knew exactly what she had been busy doing, for 
> > he?d been doing it with her.
> >      ?That?s not acceptable,? he said, sternly folding his arms across 
> > his chest.
> >      She bit her lip slightly, shifting her weight from foot to foot. 
> > Was he going to be tiresome about homework? It wasn?t as if he should 
> > take this father stuff that serious. After all, he hadn?t acted like 
> > much of a father the other night. ?I?ll read it later on.?
> >      ?You?ll have more homework to do.?
> >      ?But I - .?
> >      He took her arm and stepped to the side, to where a hard backed 
> > chair stood against the wall near the door, then sat and pulled her 
> > forward across his lap.
> >      ?Dad!?
> >      ?I think you need to learn a little discipline, young lady.?
> >      He tugged her skirt up and then tugged down her panties as she 
> > gasped and stared at the floor below. ?I have to go to school,? she 
> > gasped, wriggling awkwardly as her father positioned her properly.
> >      ?And you will. And when you get homework assignments you?ll study 
> > properly.?
> >      ?I will!?
> >      And then he slapped her bottom. She yelped at the sudden stinging 
> > impact.
> >      ?Dad!?
> >      She jerked in pain, reaching back and trying to block his hand with 
> > hers. But he seized her wrists and pinned them together at the small of 
> > her back, then slapped her bottom again. Hard.
> >      ?Ow! Don?t!?
> >      Another slap, and she yelped and squirmed.
> >      Another slap, and another, the sharp sting making her twist and writhe.
> >      ?Don?t! Dad! That hurts!?
> >      ?You will get a spanking every time you fail to obey your father?s 
> > orders. Any time you fail to live up to your agreements. Or any time I 
> > feel you need to be punished,? he said.
> >      Crack! ?Ow!?
> >      Crack! ?Ouch!?
> >      Crack! ?Ow!?
> >      Crack! ?Ahg!?
> >      Crack! ?I?m sorry!
> >      Crack! Please!?
> >      Crack! ?Dad!?
> > 
> >      It hurt! His big hand was slapping down across her bottom with 
> > stinging force, so that her buttocks burned and ached, growing hotter 
> > with every painful blow. Tears came to Hannah?s eyes as she squirmed and 
> > whimpered and twisted in her father?s arms.
> >      He halted, and his fingers caressed her warm bottom.
> >      ?Are you sorry for being a bad girl, Hannah?? he asked.
> >      ?Y-yes,? she sniffled, fighting to keep from crying.
> >      ?You know you have to obey your daddy,? he said.
> >      And his fingers slid down between her buttocks, down between her 
> > legs, and stroked lightly across her sex.
> >      ?I-I know,? she gulped, blinking, confused.
> >      His fingers eased within her sex lips, and another began to gently 
> > rub against her clitoris. He had fucked her so long and so hard the 
> > other night she was still sore, her lips slightly flushed with heat and 
> > a little swollen. Hannah moaned, grinding her hips, gulping in air as 
> > her father massaged her oh so sensitive flesh.
> >      ?D-dad,? she moaned.
> >      Another sharp slap to her bottom made her yelp in pain.
> >      ?Quiet girl.?
> >      She was growing moist very quickly, and a sudden thrill of sexual 
> > hunger swept through her body. He was such a strong man, so in control, 
> > so capable and powerful, and she felt like putty in his hands, like a 
> > child, like a foolish, adolescent girl with no strength of will at all.
> >      She drew in a sharp breath as he thrust two fingers deep into her sex.
> >      ?You?ve been a bad girl, haven?t you, Hannah??
> >      ?Y-Yes,? she gulped, starting to feel a seductive, wicked 
> > excitement now at being bent over his lap and spanked like a naughty girl.
> >      ?And bad girls get spanked by their daddy?s don?t they??
> >      ?Yes,? she groaned as he slapped her bottom again.
> >      ?Say yes daddy,? he ordered.
> >      ?Yes, daddy,? she said in a moaning voice.
> >      His fingers twisted slowly about within her snug sheath, then 
> > pumped in and out, massaging the insides of her sex lips as his thumb 
> > rolled across her clitoris.
> >      ?You?ll be daddy?s good little girl, won?t you?
> >      ?Yes, daddy,? she groaned.
> >      ?Daddy?s good little slutty girl.?
> >      She groaned and closed her eyes, her head rolling in mid-air as her 
> > father slowly worked a third finger down into her pussy.
> >      Crack! ?Oh!?
> >      Crack! Ow!?
> >      Crack!? Ungh!?
> >      Crack! ?Ow!?
> >      Crack! ?Ungh!?
> >      Hannah felt deliciously wicked, and wonderfully kinky. She had been 
> > slow to understand, at first, but now she felt the thrill of possession 
> > as her powerful father spanked and fondled her. Her bottom still burned, 
> > still stung, but the stinging and heat did nothing to hinder the wild, 
> > exhilarating excitement pumping through her body and mind.
> >      Her father?s fingers twisted within her warm sex, and then she 
> > gasped as she felt his thumb pressing against her anus.
> >      Crack! ?Ow!?
> >      He let go of her wrists, and her arms fell away, her hands striking 
> > the floors. His left hand moved over her bottom, caressing and kneading 
> > her warm, throbbing flesh as his right pumped slowly in and out of her 
> > sore, sensitive pussy. His thumb prodded again at her anus, and now 
> > pushed through the tight, wrinkled opening.
> >      ?Daddy! No!?
> >      Crack! Crack! Crack!
> >      ?Oww!?
> >      Now his thumb slid fully into her rectum, and pinched in as the 
> > fingers in her sex pinched up against it. She gasped as she felt him 
> > pulling at her, his hand twisting so that her entire bottom twisted and 
> > rolled with it.
> >      ?Will daddy?s little slut be a good girl?? he asked.
> >      ?Y-Yes!? she panted.
> >      ?Say it, little slut.?
> >      ?I-I?ll be good,? Hannah gasped.
> >      ?No, no. Say daddy?s little slut will be a good girl.?
> >      ?D-Daddy?s little slut will be a good girl!?
> >      The hand stroking her bottom slid in beneath her abdomen, and she 
> > felt fingers reaching for her clitoris, then stroking across it. She 
> > gasped and her bottom jerked up, then again, as pleasure flared within 
> > her. Her father?s finger stroked back and forth across her clitoris and 
> > the climax burst over her like a rushing wave.
> >      ?That?s my little girl,? he said in a soft, pleased voice. ?Come 
> > for daddy, sweetheart.?
> > 
> 
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