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Terri's Diary 1- (Mf, mc, bdsm, virgin, vaginal penetration)
by DaddyJ
Terri's Diary
Date, July 26, 2001
Dear Diary
Oh my god, what a day. This is my first entry into this new diary. I
just bought it today and I know that at 16 years old it is odd for a
girl to start writing in a diary. This has been such a crazy day and I
decided to buy this diary in case something should happen to me, daddy;
you would know where to start.
Please daddy, as you read this, don't hate me for what is in here. I
have just discovered a new way of life that I am not especially proud
of, but something deep down inside me is drawing me this direction. Ok
daddy, sit down because what I am going to tell you will shock you and
maybe even make you angry but I have to get it off my chest.
Every since I was a young teenage girl I have had something deep inside
me long for discipline. I think my feelings started right after mom left
us. The tears that you cried that day are something that I will never
get out of my mind. Do you remember when you told me she had left, I put
my head on your shoulder and we cried together? I do, daddy, I remember
the tenderness of that moment and I remember the smell of your body as I
put my head against you and took in your manly odor. Then after a while,
I was so tired and my emotions were drained that I laid down next to you
on the couch and put my head on your lap. I'm not sure why this happened
at this time, but as I lay there I thought about you as a man for the
first time. I could feel the outline of your penis against the back of
my head, but you being such a good daddy didn't even think of me that
way. You ran your fingers through my blonde hair and I could feel the
tenderness in your touch. At this point in time I wanted to be there
with you more than any other place in the world.
I also remember how much more of a disciplinarian that you became. At
first I dreaded it when you would get angry and spank me but after a
while I started to like the feel of your hand. I didn't always mind you,
daddy, and I am sorry for the pain that I caused you, but I am not sorry
for the times that I was bad you would take your hand and smack me on
the ass. I used to cry "stop it daddy, please stop it," but I didn't
really mean it. What I wanted to say was "yes daddy, spank me daddy,
make me cum daddy." Ok, now having said that, I'll get on with my entry
about what happened today.
I was getting off of school and I stopped by the ice cream parlor and
went inside to get a root beer float. It was a hot afternoon and the
sweat was pouring off of me. I walked inside and I could feel the cool
air hit my skin and believe me, it felt great. Anyway, I walked up to
the counter and ordered my float and as I was waiting for my order I
heard a voice that said, "Hello there." I looked behind me and there was
this older man standing there. God daddy, he was so handsome in a rugged
sort of way and he so reminded me of you. "Hi," I said back to him and
smiled. I turned around and sat my books and my purse on the counter and
took the money out to pay the person at the counter, and then walked
over to a table and sat down to enjoy the cool air.
I opened my algebra book and began to read my homework assignment. I was
busy reading when I heard a chair move across the floor and looked up
and that man was standing over me smiling. "Hi there, may I sit down,"
he asked?
"Uh, yeah, I guess so," I replied.
Daddy, I felt a stirring inside me as this man sat down. He was so
handsome. He wasn't a real tall man but he was built very nicely. I
could tell by his full head of dark hair with the silver streaks in it
that he was probably in his early to mid 40's. I found myself blushing
as he sat down with the thoughts that were going through my mind as he
sat down. Sweat was starting to bead up on my forehead as he smiled at me.
"Hi, my name is John," he said as he sat down and scooted his chair up
to the table and extended his hand to me. His eyes were the most
interesting features about him. To describe them is hard, dad; they were
like yours, a deep dark brown that seemed to pierce into my soul and
when he looked at me he seemed to be able to read my very thoughts. They
were commanding eyes that were the eyes of a man who had vast knowledge
of things I probably had never heard of. I shook his hand and I am sure
that I was trembling a little as I touched the rough skin on them.
"My name is Terri," I said turning my head down and trying not to stare
into his eyes.
"I know your name, Terri. I work at the school that you used to go to.
Don't you remember?"
"N-n-no," I said as I tried to remember this man.
"It was back when you went to middle school. I am a janitor there. And,"
he paused, "I could never forget a beautiful young girl like you."
My face turned a little red I am sure but try as I could, I couldn't
remember this man, daddy, but I knew that he was telling me the truth
because he seemed to know so much about my friends and me. As we talked,
I started to feel at ease with him and he with me. We talked for nearly
an hour and soon I realized that I needed to get to school for play
practice.
"Oh shit!" I said out loud.
"What's the matter Terri," he asked?
"Damn, I've got to be back to school to play practice in 15 minutes.
I'll never make it on time."
"Well let me give you a lift then?" he asked me.
Daddy, I wouldn't have gotten in the car with him but this play counted
for a lot of my drama class grade and like you always told me, my grades
were important for my future when I apply for college.
"Well, my daddy told me not to get in the car with strangers, but I
really need to get there fast."
"Well don't you worry young lady," I guarantee you that nothing will
happen to you and I'll have you there very fast he said as he stood up
and walked around behind me and helped me with my chair. I took my books
and purse and I walked with him to the door.
As we walked outside, I could feel the heat hit my skin and I hoped that
his air conditioning worked. I had no worry there because he walked up
to one of those brand new SUV things. He reached into his pocket and
pulled out one of those remote control things and pointed it at his
truck and started it. Then he pushed another button and I could hear the
doors unlock. It was beautiful daddy and I could smell that new car
smell as he opened the door for me. He gave me his arm to help me into
it and I accidentally brushed up against him, daddy. God if you knew the
sensations that were going through me at that time you would have been
very disappointed in me. I sat down and ran my hand over the soft
leather seats. It felt so hot and smooth. I felt the heat transferring
through my jeans to may ass from the hot leather. The air conditioner
quickly cooled the inside of the automobile and we put it into gear and
started down the road. He stepped on the gas and like he said, his car
was fast and within a couple of minutes he had me to school.
"Thank you mister," I said and leaned over and gave him a little peck on
the cheek. I pushed the door open and I stopped for a second and waved
and said thanks as he drove away. I went inside the school and soon my
mind turned to things there and I almost forgot about my afternoon
adventure with this handsome older stranger. Play practice went very
fast and when it was over I picked up my purse and started walking home.
The sun was starting to go down and it was just at that time between
sunset and dusk, the time that the sun was barely still peeking over the
horizon. I heard the sound of an automobile behind me and I heard a beep
of a horn and I turned around. It was John in his SUV and he smiled as
he pulled up beside me.
"Hi Terri," he said smiling at me.
"Hi," I smiled back at him.
"Just thought you might want these," he said holding up my schoolbooks.
"Oh fuck," I said without thinking. "Thank you mister, thank you so much."
"My pleasure," he said stepping out of the car. He sat them on the hood
and I walked over to get them. "Can I give you a ride home, Terri," he
asked.
Daddy, I was so tired and it was still warm and before I knew it, he was
helping me into his car again. "I've got to stop by the house first, it
is just a couple of blocks away. You don't mind do you?"
"No, I appreciate the ride mister," I told him.
"Please Terri, call me John. You are making me feel so old," he said
grinning.
"Ok John, you got a deal."
We turned at the next corner and drove into the driveway of this big
beautiful house with a manicured yard. "You live here?" I asked him?
He nodded and he shut the car off and said, "You can come in for a
minute if you want to."
Daddy, normally I wouldn't have done this but I was looking into his
eyes and it was more of a command and I didn't' feel like I could say
no. I nodded to him and pushed the door open and followed him into his
house. We walked through the door and I have to say, I was very
impressed. His house was furnished nicely and it was decorated with
beautiful artwork.
"You have a beautiful home, John," I told him as we walked into the
living room.
"Well thank you, Terri," he said. "My wife decorated it and I thought we
had a good home and then one day I came home and found her gone."
"I-I-I'm sorry," I said watching his eyes turn from commanding to sad in
an instant.
"It's ok Terri, really. Life has been much better since the bitch left,"
he said.
I laughed and his demeanor eyes changed back in an instant. I didn't and
still don't know what was happening to me but I was becoming more and
more attracted to this man by the minute. "I'll be back in a second," he
told me as he stepped into the other room. I walked around his living
room and started to admire his artwork. He had many things that I had
never even seen before. Statues, figurines and all kinds of strange
pieces. I moved toward the center of the room and sat down on his couch.
I noticed that all of his furniture was made of black leather like the
insides of his SUV.
It was at this point that things began to turn for me. I relaxed and my
feet were so hot so I kicked off my shoes and socks and let the cool air
dance on my feet. I noticed this leather bound book on the coffee table
and I leaned forward and ran my hand over the cover. It was entitled
"The Art of Leather and Lace." I looked around to make sure that he was
not in the room and then I opened it slightly, curious to see what kind
of art could be made out of leather.
I know that I must have gasped out loud as I opened it. Daddy, it was a
book that some would say was art and some would say was pornography. The
first thing that I saw was a beautiful woman who was wearing a leather
cat suit with a whip in her hand. I felt something deep inside me stir
as I looked at her and took in her features. I went to the next page and
there was a picture of a woman bound to a chair and you could see only
the hands of an unknown man on her breasts. She had a look of extreme
pleasure on her face as he pinched her nipple. I don't know what came
over me daddy, because I obviously forgot where I was as I flipped
through this book and became more turned on.
"You like the pictures in that book, Terri?" I heard John ask.
I quickly shut the book and stood up. "I-I-I'm sorry, John," I stammered
as he stood over me smiling.
"That's ok, Terri. I knew the minute I saw you that you would be the one
that I have been searching for."
"Searching for?" I asked.
"Yes," he paused for a moment. "I've been looking for a 'special' person
for a long time and I knew when I saw you at the ice cream parlor that
you would be the one."
My face was as red as it had ever been in my life daddy. Not just from
embarrassment at being caught looking at those pictures but from being
so turned on that my head was spinning. "I-I-I've really got to go now
John," I said as I looked toward the door.
"Ok Terri, if that's what you really want, I won't keep you. But…I don't
think that you really want do go now, do you?"
"I've got to John, I can't…" my voice trailed off as he looked at me
with those piercing eyes.
John walked over to me and put his hand against the side of my face and
I could feel the backs of his fingers as they trailed across my cheeks.
A voice inside me was telling me to run as far as I could away from this
situation, but another voice was telling me to stay. He put an arm
around me and pulled me close to him and whispered in my ear, "Take your
clothes off, Terri."
I jerked away from him and tried to shoot him a look that told him I
would not be told what to do. "NO!" I shouted.
"Take off your clothes," he commanded me once again. "You know that you
want to as much as I want you to," he said.
I stood there, almost hypnotized, as he looked my body up and down. He
walked toward me and once again placed his hand on my head. "Your hair
is so soft Terri," he said as he ran his hand through my blonde locks.
His hand was firm but gentle and I felt myself starting to give in to
his touch. "I think you are so beautiful and I want you and I know that
you want me so please, take off your clothes."
I felt my hands moving down to the hem of my t-shirt and it was if some
other power was making me want to be one of those girls in the book.
Like a puppet that had no control of her actions I crossed my arms and
pulled the hem of my blouse out of my jeans and John watched intently as
I pulled it over my head. My breasts came into view because once again I
hadn't listened to you and I wasn't wearing a bra daddy.
"Very nice," I heard John say as I removed my shirt. I attempted to
cover my breasts with my hands but he just glared at me and shook his
head no. "Now the jeans!" he told me. I was so turned on at this point
that there was only one thing that I wanted and that was to please John.
I did as commanded and I undid the snap on my jeans and unzipped them.
John watched every move that I made as I pulled them down over my young
hips. I stepped out of the denim material and I could tell by those eyes
that I met his approval.
"Now take your panties off and hand them to me." I pulled my panties off
and my blonde bush came into view. I handed him my panties and he put
the crotch against his nose as he took in the aroma of my womanhood. For
the first time since I was a little girl I was completely naked before
an adult man.
"Very nice Terri," he said as he walked toward me. John reached out his
hand and touched my breast. I felt a jolt of excitement run through my
body as he first caressed it and then he touched the nipple and pressed
it between his finger and thumb.
"Ouch!" I yelled. Instead of stopping him, it seemed to spur him on. His
other hand made it's way down my back and then onto my ass. I moaned
softly as his hands caressed my skin. "N-n-no," I protested as he
touched me. John's hand moved from my breast to my hand and I felt it
move across my stomach and it made its way down to my virgin pussy. Once
again, he was not gentle, he took his hand and put it against his prize
and squeezed my entire cunt into his hand. He worked a finger into my
slit and he pushed it hard. I was so wet daddy that it went in so easily
and if he hadn't had his arm around me, I swear that I would have
collapsed right there.
He moved his hands away from my ass and pussy and took my wrists into
his hands and moved them behind my back. His lips worked their way down
my neck nibbling, kissing and biting me. I was his now, daddy. I was
completely his and he could have done anything that he wanted to do to
me at that point. Suddenly I was aware of the feel of cold steel on my
wrists and I heard the click of the handcuffs as they snapped around my
wrists. I tried to fight when I realized what was happening, really I
did, daddy, but I had no power at all. I was his bitch and he could have
me any way he wanted now.
John moved me toward the edge of the room toward a big leather
overstuffed chair. He pushed me toward it and then when I was up against
it, he bent me forward over the arm and my ass was exposed to him.
"Aah," he said, "nothing sweeter than blonde virgin pussy." I tried to
turn around to see what he was doing but every time I tried he just
pushed me back so I couldn't see.
I felt the sting of his hand on my ass then, and when I say sting, I
mean a real sting. One that made my ass bounce and hurt like hell.
"Shit!" I cried out as he hit me again. I lost track of the times he
spanked my ass, daddy, but he wouldn't stop until I was too weak to
fight any longer.
"Very good, Terri," now you know what I'm going to do," he asked?
"No please mister, I'm a virgin," I said.
"That's even better than I had hoped Terri. You see I want this to be
painful to you so you can learn that pain and pleasure are so closely
tied and one can become the other at any moment. I want to train you to
please me and do whatever I tell you to do."
I felt John's hard prick rub against my hot ass cheeks. "Oh no, please,"
I pleaded with little conviction in my voice. I could feel the slimy end
of his prick as it made it's way down the crack of my ass.
"Well," he said, I'm either going to take your virginity here," he said
as he put his dick against the soft lips of my virgin pussy, "Or, I'll
take it here," he said sticking his finger into my anus. I jerked as he
pushed his finger into my butt and I let out a moan that I'm surprised
the neighbors didn't hear.
John laughed an almost evil laugh and removed his finger from my ass. He
took his cock in his hand and guided it to my pussy and pressed the head
against my quivering pink lips. "I'm gonna fuck you now Terri, I'm gonna
fuck you hard and fast." I felt the head of his dick enter my blonde
cunt and it was so thick that I almost passed out from the thought of it
going into me.
"Oh yessssssss," I said as I felt him push his dick inside me and he
split my velvet box wide open.
"You are so wet you little bitch," he said as he pushed into me and
moved against my cherry and I felt a sharp pain as he pierced my
virginity away forever.
"Oh yes, daddy," I heard myself say as he pushed into my depths.
"Daddy, huh?" he asked as he fucked my tight hole.
"Oh god yes, daddy," I found myself saying again as he rammed in and out
of me and felt him hit me on the ass with his hand again.
"Yes that's right Terri, daddy is going to fuck you hard and fast."
He took hold of my hair and pulled my head back as he towered over me
and plummeted inside my pussy. I felt my juices trickle down my thighs
as he fucked me.
"Oh daddy, fuck me daddy, fuck me hard."
"Daddy's going to fuck you bitch," he said. I felt him pull his huge
cock all the way out and then ram it fully into me with all of his
weight and I felt myself being touched in my inner depths and I felt his
pelvic bone smash into my soft ass flesh.
He pulled my hair hard and pushed into my pussy with his cock over and
over and over again, daddy, and I imagined you inside my pussy, making
me into a woman.
"Oh yes daddy, fuck your little slut daddy. Treat me like the slut I am,
daddy, make me hurt," I said as he pulled my hair hard and I felt him
stiffen. I felt the hot liquid from this man's balls shoot into my newly
deflowered pussy and my muscles started to quiver deep within me and I
could feel my orgasm start at the bottom of my feet and work it's way up
to the top of my shoulders. He held on tight as he squirted deep inside
me. I bucked hard against him and after shooting what felt like gallons
of cum into me, I soon felt him go soft inside me and he collapsed in a
heap of sweating man flesh on top of me. I continued to cum as he lay
there on top of me sweating with my arms behind my back pressed against
his stomach.
After a minute or two, he removed himself from my depths and pulled me
up by the hair. He led me to the couch and as I started to set down he
once again shook his head no. He sat on the couch and then motioned me
toward his feet.
"You will lay at my feet and I will teach you to be a good little bitch,
Terri," he said to me.
I started to protest but then realized that it would do me no good. I
was hooked; I wanted to be this man's bitch more than anything in the
world. He then dialed my house and I told you I was staying all night
with Amanda. I didn't mean to lie to you but he made me do it. I want
you to understand daddy, I was his slave, lock stock and barrel.
"And," he said, "If you are a good little bitch, I might keep you for a
long, long time." He laughed out loud as I moved to the floor and took
my place at his feet.
"Thank you, daddy, thank you, daddy," I said as I fell asleep curled up
at his feet.
Please don't hate me daddy, I didn't mean for this to happen today but I
wanted you to know that I wish that it were you that did all of this to
me. I wish that it had been you fucking me till I came for the first
time in my life. I'll sign off for now and I'll write in my diary if
anything else happens. Good night daddy.
XX OO
Love, Terri