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Story First time with Dad Part 1 (mf, cons, pedo, incest)
Becoming a Fuck Puppy
Written by TinaSlt
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(mf, cons, pedo, incest)
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My father is one of the greatest men I would ever have the pleasure of
knowing. He is one of the kindest; most generous and loving men there
ever could be on this earth. He also is one of the most handsome,
intelligent and intuitive man there is. He is also very controlling and
demanding with a major sadistic streak in him that borders on the cruel,
but my father is never mean or brutal. He never comes home after a bad
day at work and just beats the crap out of mom or me for no good reason
but he does demand and expects total and complete obedience, from
everyone but most of all from females and especially from me. He will
not tolerate any form of failure. My father has an aura about him that
even other men seem to notice as they always look towards my father for
advice and direction. He has the physical power to put most any man down
but he rarely has. He can put another man down with just a look and when
he gives you advise you better take it as a command. If he gives you a
command you had better follow it and follow it to the letter.
Even with all this power either implied or real it can never be said he
is unfair. My father is actually very fair in the way he administers his
wrath upon anyone even me. If for any reason I have a good explanation
for my disobedience or failure then my punishment is waived. I will
admit this didn't happen often but it did happen enough so that I knew
he was fair in his application of punishment and in most cases I had to
agree I deserved whatever punishment I received.
I returned to school on the Monday after my miserable performance at
the gang bang. The word had spread about how I had shit all over the
place and I was being treated almost like an out cast. Many of the girls
that I thought were my friends at school now shunned me, even the girls
that I knew had been taken to the cabin shunned me and I honestly
thought they would be on my side. All the boys also ignored me and that
surprised me even more then the girls shunning me because I thought
after agreeing to do a gang bang I would be one of the most popular
girls in school. I had seen this happen before. Even when one of the
nerdy or ugly girls went to the cabin she would become one of the most
sought after girls in school. I felt that at least that would be true of
me and any boy that could get a hard on would be after me for dates but
that didn't happen. By lunch time I felt terrible. Even Gregg the boy I
thought I was in love with and had taken me to be gang banged by his
friends totally ignored me. I was even to learn he already had another girl.
I found out that was true when I went looking for him during lunch
period. I found him when I went to what he called our spot. I had this
high hope that he would actually be waiting there for me like we had
done many times before. He was there but not waiting for me like I had
hoped he would be. What I saw cut through me like a knife. He already
had another 7th grade girl friend and she was on her knees with his cock
going in and out of her mouth and standing along side waiting for their
turn in her mouth was both Dave and Doug. Gregg saw me standing there
looking at this seventh grader sucking his cock and he gave me this
nasty knowing grin as he said "Hey guys look who's her it's the PIG
SLUT. Any one here want a go round with her?" Neither Dave nor Doug
raised his and I felt like a knife had cut through me. I was so upset by
the way I had been treated all day and then seeing Gregg with another
girl and hearing what he called me I burst into tears and ran from
school all the way home. When I burst through the door at home all I
could do was run to my room and throw myself on my bed crying
hysterically. I wasn't even able to explain to my mom what was wrong.
It wasn't till a few hours later when my father arrived home that I had
calmed down enough to explain how my day had gone and why I was so
upset. "Sweetie what did you expect?" I was thrown for a loop by my
fathers' question. I expected some compassion and understanding but what
I got was a question about what I expected. I mean I had heard of more
then one girl being taken up to that cabin to do a gang bang and most of
those girls became more popular then ever at school, especially with all
the boys. That is one reason I agreed to go. "Honey it isn't so hard to
understand. You totally and completely disgraced yourself up there. Not
to mention ruining a great party and disrespecting all those boys in
attendance." This truly wasn't what I expected from my dad but over the
last few days nothing has been as I expected. I didn't fully agree with
what dad was saying but I also couldn't disagree. I mean he was right in
the fact I totally disgraced myself and also in the fact I ruined the
party for the boys but it wasn't my fault. My father in his infinite
intuitiveness continued and answered my questions before I could even
ask it. "I will agree that your mother had a hand in your terrible
performance that night but more importantly it was the immaturity of the
boys. You see if they had been more mature they would have dragged your
nasty piggy slut ass out side just like they did do. Then doing exactly
what they did do to you to make sure you understood you messed up. All
that would be expected but then more mature guys would have grabbed up a
garden hose and hosed you off before dragging your ass back into the
cabin and continuing with the party." I looked at my dad with this
strange look on my face. He seemed to know from experience. I looked at
him with this strange look on my face as he said to me, "Yes baby I have
done exactly that and on more then one occasion. More then one girl I
have partied with disgraced herself by not preparing herself properly."
I will admit dad was right. Those boys were very immature and as he said
I did disgrace myself while being gang banged.
"You ever disgrace yourself mom?" I don't know why I asked that
question of her but I saw her sitting there looking at me with this look
of compassion and understanding on her face and something told me she
not only understood totally what I was going through but had been there
herself.
"Yes baby she did. It was like the third week we had been going
together and I had actually planed a quiet weekend for us but some
friends of mine called and invited me to go up to do some hunting and
fishing with them. I told them I had planed on a sexy week end with my
new girl and they said bring her along. I knew what that meant and it
seemed like a great idea. I thought that would be a cool way to show off
my new squeeze so I agreed to bring her along." My father went on to
tell me he never told mom what he had planned so she really hadn't had a
chance to get prepared. He told me it happened after a couple of the
guys had popped off up her tight little ass. He said it was inevitable
and she couldn't help but to let the shit fly all over the fucking
place. Dad did admit that he felt a little sorry for her as the guys
gave her a major attitude adjustment and then had her clean up the place
before continuing to party the rest of the week end. "I have tried to
let her know in advance as far as I can when we are going to party. I
mean it is only fair to her and also the party guest. It puts a major
damper on a party to have shit flying all over the place and with the
time it takes to clean up afterwards that cuts into the party time,
right honey?"
"Right" My mom nodded her head as she agreed with father totally.
"So baby you understand why you are an out cast at school?" I only
nodded my head. I had to agree I did understand, I didn't like it but I
had to admit that all dad had said made since and was understandable.
"Hey baby come on don't look so disappointed, its' not like it will
always be this way." I looked to my dad with this confused look. I mean
how could it be any other way. I disgraced myself and everyone at school
knew it. I mean I was a just what they all called me a "PIG SLUT."
"Honey please, doesn't look so down. Come on, smile a little, and cheer
up. It will take some time but slowly everyone will forget about it and
guys will start to ask you out and the girls will also slowly forget all
about it." I didn't look to happy I guess because my father added, "And
shit if they don't you don't need those immature pieces of shit school
boys any way." I looked at father strangely "I mean come on you got me"
when my father said that I couldn't help but to smile. My father
reached out and took me into his arms and gave me a hug that almost
crushed my ribs. I felt so go and secure, safe and loved. I love my
father more then anything. I hated for the hug to end but dad broke the
hug and gave me a quick little kiss on the lips and said "Let's eat."
After supper my father pulled me onto his lap, not like that took much
persuasion. I love being on fathers lap. I love sitting on his lap with
him holding me. My father was running his hands all over my body. He was
going from my bare thighs sticking out from under the skirt I wore to
school up towards my panties then back again. I made a few wiggling
moves to try to get his hand all the way up to my pussy but dad would
just come close and tease me. His other hand would move up slowly to my
small almost none existent tits and he would massage and pinch my small
titties through my blouse and bra. I didn't mind the sharp momentary
pains that shot to my brain I actually loved his hands roving all over
me. I had my arms around his neck and my hands were interlaced and I was
holding on. My head was resting on his shoulder and he just massaged my
small tits so nonchalantly. He was petting me and feeling me up the way
one might do to a family pet. I wiggled a few times more trying to feel
his cock to see if it was getting hard and to also let him know I wanted
more. I wanted so much to feel his hard cock to know he also didn't
think of me as nothing but a "PIG SLUT." I not only wanted to feel his
hard cock through my dress but I also wanted to feel it inside of my
body. My pussy was so wet and juicy and getting wetter ever second from
my father's hands petting my body. I wanted him to do it much harder but
he just kept massaging my small tits and bare thigh's with a gentleness
and softness that was driving me mad. It was just as I was wiggling and
moaning that my dad pushed me upright to a sitting position. "Hey sweets
why don't you run up to your room and strip out of those cloths." A
thrill of excitement raced through my body. I was excited because I
assumed that meant he was going to come up and fuck me. I was wrong.
Even before I could get totally up from his lap he continued, "Then come
back down and sit here with me." I was disappointed but I wanted nothing
more then to be naked in front of my dad and mom. I know how nasty and
perverted this sounds but I loved the idea of my father looking at me
totally naked. My mother seeing me was just a plus. It didn't even hit
me that I would be the only one naked and exposed till I returned and
went to sit on my dads lap. This sent a perverse excitement to race
through my body.
I climbed back onto dads lap and put my arms around his neck again
laying my head on his shoulder. It was then I felt him run his hands up
and around my small tits again but this time it was bare flesh to flesh.
I couldn't help but have excitement race though my body as his hands ran
all around my small tits and over my bare belly. As I felt his hands
move down towards my crotch I spread me legs a little because I couldn't
wait for him to run his hands all over and into my pussy. I felt his
fingers move over my tight little slit. I knew he could feel my wetness
and I squeezed his neck tighter in hopes that he would take the hint on
how horny I was. I wanted more then just his fingers I wanted his cock.
My father felt my pussy for a second like he was testing its wetness
then, "Stubble."
"What?"
"Stubble, Your pussy is all stubbly." I hadn't shaved since Friday when
I was taken up to be gang banged so I am sure my pussy was stubbly. I
don't have a lot of pussy hair but what little I have needed a shaving.
I started to get up and had every intention of going up and shaving
when my father stopped me. "Just sit here for a while. I want to watch
the news. We will deal with your terrible hygienic habits later." I
looked completely and totally confused at my dad. Not only did he sound
angry that he had found stubble on my pussy but he had spread his legs
wide apart and was pointing to the area on the floor between them. It
didn't take me long to realize he wanted me to sit on the floor totally
naked between his legs. I looked at him with this confused look on my
face. There I saw volumes. This will sound totally strange to all of you
but to me it made absolute since. I had two choices. I could do exactly
as he said and become his as he said earlier or I could refuse and go to
my room and become a "PIG SLUT" to the boys at school. I only looked
over to my mom for a second and saw her nodding her head with approval.
I looked back into my fathers face and it hadn't changed at all. I made
the decision then and there. I slowly lowed myself to the floor. I
brought my knees together and bending them so I was sitting on my left
side with my head resting on my fathers left thigh. I brought both my
hands up and intertwined them hanging onto his thigh and in front of my
face. If you would have seen a picture of this moment you would have
thought of me more as a loyal family pet then that of a 13 year old
daughter. My father even patted and petted my head from time to time the
way one would a pet.
We sat like this for a while before he brought his sock cover foot up
onto my thigh and began to rub it up and down over my thigh. After a
short time he told me to remove his socks. I did as I was told and
resumed my position on the floor at my fathers' feet. He used his bare
feet to massage my body like he had with his hands. He massaged my
thighs and up my belly to my small breast. Now and again one of his toe
nails would scratch me and I would jump or yelp and look up at him. He
would just smile down at me.
He always had this strange knowing look on his face. He knew and I also
knew that I could get up or stop any of this and as I think back to that
moment I didn't want to stop it. I can remember my mind was screaming at
me about how degrading and humiliating all this was. It also was
screaming at me about how this was totally wrong, perverted not to
mention immoral but I stayed right were I was at my fathers feet totally
naked and him massaging my body with his naked foot. I looked up at my
dad several times and always saw the same look. He was looking down at
me with this very satisfied grin on his face that told me he had won and
he knew it.
It was just a few weeks ago I hated that same look on my dad's face and
in his eyes as he would win an argument with me over anything. That look
of smugness mixed with a gloating knowing look that told me he won and
my only recourse was to agree and submit to his will. I could see in his
eyes that he knew exactly what was going through my mind. He knew that I
was confused and wanted to be told what to do. But he never made a move
or not even a change in his expression. I remember he was driving me
crazy as I sat there at his feet totally naked and tried to make sense
out of all that was going on and trying to decide what to do. My mind
was so mixed up and confused and it kept screaming to me to get up and
run but my body was frozen in place with some kind of perverse curiosity
and need.
I looked over to my mother from time to time in the hopes of getting
some sort of help or guidance but all I got from her was a look that
told me that it was all up to me. I also got something else from my
mom's look. I got this strong feeling that my mother knew exactly what
was racing through my mind. It was very plan to me that she had at one
time been right here were I was now. I knew that I wasn't going to get
any help from either of them, it was up to me. All of it was up to me. I
remember thinking I had little to no choice about any of this. I mean I
knew I could remain right were I was and belong to my father like he had
said or I could rise up and go to my room and return to school were I
would have to deal with the fact everyone there knew I was nothing but a
"PIG SLUT" as Gregg had called me. I never made a conscious decision but
just like with many of my choices of late I remained were I was. I sat
there for what seemed like hours with my father using his bare feet to
feel up my body. Even though it felt like hours I am sure in reality it
was just minuets or seconds. My body was shivering like I was extremely
cold. I not only had goose bumps but my goose bumps had goose bumps and
my stomach was doing so many flip flops I was sure that at any second I
was about to be sick and barf my guts out.
My father broke my trance by bring his foot up over my belly, past my
small tits towards my mouth. At the same time he bent forward some and
reached out with his hand placing it at the back of my head pushing my
head towards his rising foot. I never actually decided to do anything
but as my father push hard on my head moving it closer to his foot I
just allowed myself to be guided into perform for my father without even
realizing it. With out thinking about how disgusting what I was being
guided to do was my mouth automatically opened and at the same time I
brought my hands up cradling my fathers' foot as I slowly came forward
and wrapped my lips around his largest toe. I couldn't help but to have
the aroma of his sweaty foot enter my nostrils and cause my belly to
churn and my mouth to fill with saliva. I could taste the strong
saltiness of his sweaty toes as I moved my tongue around his largest toe
while sucking on it. I could feel the rough texture of his toe and the
thickness of his toe nail. At times his toe nail would cut into my
tongue and I would jump and moan as I continued to suck on his largest
toe. I took the largest toe from my mouth and began to move my way down
over the smaller toes. I licked all around and between the smaller toes
licking and sucking each clean in turn. As my mouth went from toe to toe
my tongue licked between each cleaning my fathers' foot of all it's
sweatiness and foul smelliness of its' day long confinement with my mouth.
My position was an occward one so I slowly fell to the floor onto my
back with my fathers' foot never leaving my mouth. I felt his other foot
start to massage my belly and moving down over my abdomen towards my
pussy. As I licked and sucked his left foot clean he moving his right
foot down to my pussy. He used his right foot to start to massage my
clit and masturbate my pussy which was soaking wet. His toes would
scratch and scrap my pussy lips and I would jump and yelp but I never
stopped sucking his foot clean. Just when he was actually getting me to
start to climb towards an orgasm he suddenly stop masturbating me. I
actually moaned with disappointment. My father brought his right foot to
my mouth and I now not only smelled the aromas of his smelly sweaty foot
but I got the strong aroma of my own overheated wet cunt. My pussy's
juice machine had been working over time and my fathers' foot was
covered with my pussy juice. I grabbed his foot with both hands like I
was holding the most delicious of all foods and brought it to my mouth
and began to lick and suck the toes of his right foot clean. My mind was
going totally crazy with all the thoughts about what I was doing. I
remember thinking how nasty and disgusting this was. My mind was
screaming that I had a sweaty, filthy nasty foot in my mouth and was
licking and sucking it clean like a nasty wash cloth someone would use
to wash his feet. These thoughts didn't disgust me or cause me to feel
disgusted by what I was doing. No actually the exact opposite was true.
My body was sending wave after wave of excitement to race through out my
body.
My father would change feet every now and then. He would take his right
foot and move it back to my pussy were he would masturbate me and try
and fuck me with his toes. He would bring his left foot back up and have
me suck and lick his toes. Then he would bring his right foot back so I
could suck and lick my own pussy juice from it. I actually had an orgasm
while I laid there and sucked and licked on my fathers' feet. I know how
perverted and nasty that sounds but my body was responding to this
disgusting act and my mind was suddenly flying around the room as I
orgasmed.
Just after I returned to reality from my trip to orgasmic bliss my
father stood up looking down at my naked body lying on the floor before
him. I saw him reach for his belt and unbuckle it. My body began to
shiver and shack as I knew soon he would be fucking me. Soon I would
have the most wonderful of all cocks slamming into my body and forcing
me to another orgasm. Not that much force would be needed. My father
never said a word all he did was smile down at me as he dropped his
pants and kicked them off. He then pushed his boxers to the floor
kicking them on top of his pants before sitting back down in his chair
with his legs spread wide. I looked up at him over his hard cock and low
hanging balls. He looked down at me and had this nasty shit eating grin
on his face like the cat that swallowed the canary. It was then I
started to move up so I could at least touch his wonderful cock but my
dad put his foot to my chest and pushed me back down onto the floor
before him "My rules?"
"What?"
"My rules or we end this right here and now." I remember being totally
confused as I looked up at him. I looked over at my mother and she had
the same grin on her face as my dad had on his. It was then that it hit
me. My belly was doing flip flops and my mind was racing but even though
I was just a slutty little 13 year old girl I also had intuitiveness. I
knew what my father was asking or more like what he was saying to me. It
was actually very simple from now on he made the rules and I would be
required to obey them. That not only sent wave after wave of excitement
to race through my body but it also sent a wave of fear as well. I had
many fears race through me as well you can all imagine but the
excitement and lust for nasty sex that was in me was much greater then
any fear that I had. I looked up into my dads eyes not saying a word but
only nodding my head yes. He got this huge smile on his face and said,
"Remember, Kerri this was your decision and you can never say that I or
your mother ever forced any of this upon you."
"I understand." I could only manage a whisper as my throat was dry and
my body was paralyzed with a combination of fear and excitement. I had
no idea what was going to happen but I knew that what ever it was it
would be nasty, perverted and exciting and I wanted it. Why I can not
explain even to this day all I know is the more perverted or nasty the
sex was the more I enjoy it and crave it.
"OK then just so we all understand each other and there can be no
misunderstanding about it. Now my sweet Little Fuck Puppy, how about
some head?" There was a strange thrill race through my body upon hearing
my father calling me his "Little Fuck Puppy." I was also more then
slightly disappointed from by his request for head as I had hoped he
would want to fuck me but sucking his cock was almost as good. You see I
am a very oral girl and being ordered to put my fathers cock into my
mouth or any mans' cock for that matter was almost as good as getting it
put into my cunt. I moved to a kneeling position between his spread
knees. I gently took hold of his cock with both hands and guided it into
my mouth. I engulfed the full head of his cock and maybe an inch of the
shaft in one gulp. I then closed my lips around his cock and sucked hard
as I pulled back all the way so the cock would come from my mouth with a
loud sucking popping sound. I know how much guys like that. I then took
his cock back into my mouth beating on the head with my tongue and using
my spit to lubricate my hands as I twisted and turned them while sliding
them up and down his cock literally pumping it up into my mouth.
Just as I got going and was into a very smooth rhythm of sucking and
pumping his cock into my mouth my father pushed down on the back of my
head which was totally unexpected but it also caused his cock to go way
down into my throat. Because I was totally unprepared for that action it
caused me to suddenly choke and gag on his cock. As my mouth came up off
his cock I could feel the throat slim rush from my stomach to gather in
my mouth. I was forced to swallow again and again which caused me to
choke more. I gagged and choked kneeling there on the floor between my
fathers legs for a few seconds. As I regained my composure I looked up
into my fathers face in a questioning manor. "No hands."
"WHAT?"
"I said no hands. If I had wanted you to give me a fucking hand job I
would have told you I wanted a hand job and not head. Now get back into
the position and give me head like a good Little Fuck Puppy." Again this
strange thrill raced through my body as my dad called me a "Little Fuck
Puppy." I know how perverted and nasty it sounds for a father to call
his 13 year old daughter a "Little Fuck Puppy" and I didn't know it then
but that is exactly what my father was turning me into. All I thought
about at that moment was he wanted me and he wanted me to be "HIS Little
Fuck Puppy", that's all I cared about.
I didn't answer my dad I just moved back to a kneeling position between
my fathers' legs. But just as I opened my mouth to engulf his cock again
my father put his hand on my head and stopped me. I looked up into his
face again with confusion. "Sweetie, I said assume the position." I was
still confused by my fathers statement, I mean I was kneeling before him
and about to take his cock into my mouth what more could there be. It
was then my father clarified what he wanted when he told me to assume
the position.
This position I would spend a lot of time in, in the future and is a
required position for all "Fuck Puppies" to learn. It can be assumed
while dressed or undressed. It isn't a difficult position to assume but
can get very uncomfortable when forced to remain in "The Position" for
long periods of time. To assume "The Position" one must kneel with both
knees held tightly together. One then sits back so the backs of ones
thighs are resting upon the backs of ones calves. Ones feet should also
be pointed out towards the rear and the tops of ones feet are placed on
the floor. Then one must hold ones hands behind ones back hold ones left
wrist with ones right hand, tightly. One must also always keep ones back
held strait up and down with the shoulders held strait and back to force
ones tits out. Ones head should be kept bowed with ones chin held
tightly against ones chest. And lastly ones eyes should be focused upon
the ends of ones knees. One then remains in this position until ordered
to move. A "Fuck Puppy" must learn this position and assume it when ever
ordered to by her owner. This position is to show both obedience and
respect for ones owner.
I didn't understand any of this at the time but I assumed the position
my father described to me because my only goal at that moment was to get
his cock back into my mouth. I opened my mouth wide and started to move
forward trying to capture my fathers bobbing cock with just my mouth.
His cock was moving all around and I chased it with only my mouth. I am
sure if you saw my efforts on tape you would laugh your asses off. I was
kneeling there with my hands held behind my back and my mouth wide open
chasing a cock with my mouth. After a few seconds of chasing his cock I
became frustrated and brought my hands up to grab his cock and guide it
to my mouth. Just as my hand touched his cock I felt a hard thump upon
my head. I looked up into my fathers face as I was confused. "I said no
hands and I meant no hands." That was my fathers' way to reminding me
that he was in charge. He didn't need to say it. That thump on my head
said all that needed to be said. I should stay in the position and for
sure shouldn't use my hands. I placed my hands back behind my back and
held onto my wrist with some force to remind me that I should not use
them and went back to attempting to capture my fathers cock with my mouth.
After some difficulty and some major effort I did manage to trap my
fathers cock with my mouth and I began to suck. I moved my mouth up and
down on his cock with tender loving care. As I moved my head up and down
over his cock I took more and more of his cock into my mouth and down my
throat. I had just started getting into a great rhythm of swallowing his
cock deeper and deeper in my mouth and soon was deep throating almost
every inch of my fathers cock. I had managed to master the art of
breathing through my nose on the up stroke of his cock. My father's
moans began to grow loader and loader and I could fell his cock
vibrating and getting harder and harder. I knew this meant his impending
orgasm was only seconds away. I redoubled my efforts and was beating the
head of his cock with my tongue and even managed to slow my mouth
fucking action to spend a little time to use my tongue to fuck the slit
at the end of his cock. I could taste the salty tart precum as it oozed
from that slit in the large head of my fathers cock. That flavor never
fails to cause my own pussy juices to flow. My own excitement was
starting to grow. My pussy was becoming soaked and was beginning to get
itchy and in need of major attention. My mind was losing all of its
ability to think strait. I automatically brought one of my hands from
behind my back up to my fathers cock and stated to squeeze it as I
sucked. At that same time I also brought my other hand around to my own
pussy and began to masturbate. My excitement was such that I couldn't
think normally and all of my fathers orders about remaining in position
and not using my hands went totally out of my head. My excitement and
need to administer to myself totally over road all thought about what I
was doing.
Suddenly there was a great pain shooting through my head. My father had
grabbed me by my hair and with great forced pulled my mouth from his
cock. There was a sudden and loud popping sound as my sucking mouth came
free from his cock. The pain shot through my scalp and to my brain as my
father twisted his hand in my hair and pulled on my hair hard forcing my
head back so I was looking up into his face. Then with more speed then I
could realize his other hand came around my throat and he began to
squeeze. I suddenly couldn't get any air to my lungs. I was suffocating.
I brought my hands up grabbing a hold of his wrist and was trying to
pull his hands away. He was choking me and my head was swelling and my
lungs were fighting for air but I couldn't breathe. Fear raced through
my body as I felt that I was going to die. I have never felt so scared.
"Listen, I said no hands and I meant it. NOW get those fucking hands
behind your back!" I was on the verge of passing out but managed to get
my hands back behind me. My father released his grip on my throat and my
lungs took a huge gulp of air. I coughed some as my lungs fought to get
more and more air into them. My father never let go of my hair and my
scalp hurt as he held tight as my lungs slowly returned to normal. I
contained to gasp for breath for a few seconds but as my lungs slowly
returned oxygen to my body I slowly calmed down.
The tears that were running down my cheeks itched but I was too afraid
to bring my hands up and wipe them away. I looked up into my fathers'
eyes for just a second before my head was pulled forward and I was again
trying to catch my fathers cock with my mouth. I chased his cock again
just as before with what had to be an almost comical routine. Then when
I captured his cock with my mouth I redoubled my efforts to please him.
I had learned my lesson well at that moment. He was in charge and we
were going to play by his rules. That was one lesson I didn't need to be
told again. I wasn't stupid and learned that lesson well.
I was back into a rhythm of sucking, fucking and deep throating my
fathers' cock. My pussy was driving me crazy with need but I learned my
lesson and never once let go of my wrist. I held my hands behind my back
with such great force that I could have broken my left wrist. I was
using so much force squeezing my left wrist that I am sure it would have
broken if my father hadn't suddenly grabbed my head again and pulled it
away from his cock with another loud popping sound. I was again
completely confused and also afraid by what I may have done to force
this second interruption. No this time his interruption of a great blow
job wasn't out of any disobedience on my part but was out of a great
passion on his part. It was still a great surprise and did catch me
completely off guard. I mean I could hear my father moaning louder and
louder and I also felt my fathers cock get as hard as a steel rod and
began to vibrate with passion that indicated to me that he was on his
way to shooting a huge load of male seed into my mouth.
"Ohhhh fuckinnnnn' shit. I need to fuck you." My father through me onto
the floor on my back and with the power and speed of a man possessed by
passion he took hold of my ankles and lifted. He also was spreading them
wide as he pushed them back till my ankles were on each side of my head.
I was doubled over now and my pussy was rolled up from the floor and in
perfect alignment for his cock to slam into my pussy with one mighty push.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" I couldn't help but to scream out as my
pussy was suddenly stretched and filled. The pain of that first violent
penetration sent a shock wave of pain to shoot right to my brain from my
pussy. Then with in a split second my father pulled from my pussy only
to slam violently back in causing the pain of that first stretching and
filling to continue to shoot pain to my brain. I laid there and screamed
out in pain with each penetration getting harder then the one before.
Then after just a few hard penetrating painful strokes things began to
change. Just as fast as those first painful strokes shot waves of pain
to my brain they now were turning into pleasurable strokes. Each time my
fathers cock slammed into me it turned from shots of pain to shots of
pleasure being sent to my brain. I went from a painful fucking to a
pleasurable fucking in just a few very hard violent strokes. My father
was slamming into me and with ever in stroke his pelvic bone struck my
clit and sent a shock wave of pleasure to shot from my clit to my brain.
My body was being racked by pleasure. The pleasure I felt was caused
from my own fathers' cock being slammed into my cunt. The same cock that
was responsible for its existence was now not only taking great pleasure
from using the cunt it created but that same cunt was sending shock wave
after shock wave of pleasure to the brain that the cock was also
responsible for creating.
Then as my eyes opened and shut because of the extremes of pleasure I
saw something coming down towards my face. My mind was so warped out of
shape by the extreme pleasure being forced upon my body by my own father
that I didn't realize that the darkness coming over my eyes wasn't me
going blind. No it was my mother lowering her cunt onto my mouth to join
in the pleasures that my body could create.
It only hit me for a second that I now had the cock that created me and
the cunt that I came from both using my body for their pleasure. This
was about as nasty and perverted as sex can get and that is all it took
to send me over the top. I went off with a blinding scream right up into
my mothers' cunt. I had an orgasm like no other and it was caused from
having my own fathers cock in my cunt and my mothers' cunt, the same
cunt I came from over my mouth and masturbating on my face.
I was so over come by pleasure and orgasmic bliss that I didn't even
realize that the cum I was sucking from my mothers cunt may not be that
of my father. I only new that I loved the flavor of my mothers' cunt.
The mixture of my mothers juices mixed with a man's seed were working on
me as an aphrodisiac sending me over the top to orgasmic bliss time and
time again. I have no idea how many times I came but when I heard my dad
scream out he was cumming I began to scream out myself. Not from
pleasure or pain but from frustration. I wanted to cum and cum again. I
never wanted to stop cumming and my fathers orgasm and shooting his seed
into my over heated cunt signaled the end of my orgasmic trip to the
world of unreality, or so I thought.
Just as my fathers' cock finished empting its load of seed and was
pulled from my cunt it was replaced by a tongue. My mothers tongue. My
mother had wrapped her arms around my thighs in such a way she had bent
me up and was using her tongue to lick my whole slit. She went from my
clit down my slit all the way to my asshole. This sent a shock wave of
pleasure to shot to my brain and that was all it took to send me flying
around the room again in orgasmic bliss. First up and then down my slit
she went. She would then stop ever couple of licks to suck my fathers'
seed from my cunt. I went over the top to orgasm after, orgasm but when
she started to lift her head I again screamed out because I thought she
was stopping and I couldn't handle that. Even though my body was on the
verge of total exhaustion I was hungry for more. I not only wanted more
but I needed more, more and more. Just then a pain shot from my clit to
my brain followed by pleasure. Then pain then pleasure. It was crazy and
drove me over the edge to another orgasm then another. What was
happening was totally wild and caused me so much pain and pleasure that
I was about to pass out. Ever time my mother raised her head up my
father would slap me right on my cunt with a short sharp slap with the
back of his hand. This sent a moment of pain before my mother's tongue
would return to my cunt to send wave after wave of pleasure to race to
my brain. I was screaming up into my mothers' cunt causing her to scream
out for more. My father was slapping my abused pussy harder and harder
with each slap and my mothers tongue was licking and sucking more and
more. Then it hit me and it hit me harder then any previous orgasm ever.
I went totally out of this world into a world of total and pure
pleasure. Then it was all over and there was nothing. Nothing, nothing
that is but an after glow and the feeling that my body was made of
jelly. I just laid there as limp as an old wet dish rag totally and
complete exhausted and oblivious to anything around me. My body had
totally collapsed as I was so exhausted and in so much pleasure my brain
couldn't handle any more and it shut down completely.
My next memory of that time was my dad kissing my cheek and whispering
into my ear, "You are my most prized possession. Dam I am so fucking
happy you belong to me." I couldn't move or respond all I could do was
smile. Then he kissed my ear while squeezing me tightly to him. This
made me have a very warm comfortable feeling race through my body. I
couldn't be happier.
It was my mom that got up first and went and got us some cold drinks.
My father got up very slowly and made his way back into his chair. I
just laid there and smiled up at him as he looked down upon me lying on
the floor exhausted from the massive amounts of pleasure he had forced
upon my body.
When mom returned with the drinks she handed me mine and I started to
get up to move to the couch next to her but my dad stopped me. He told
me to come and sit by him while he patted the side of his chair. I
looked a little confused at him and also over at my mom but my father
being the intuitive person that he is understood my confusion and told
me, "Sweetie come sit here close to me. I love having you close to me so
I can touch and feel you and know you belong to me. You do belong to me,
right?"
I just stood there looking from my father who was patting the side of
his chair calling to me the way one calls a family pet to come as well
as over to my mother who wasn't saying or doing anything but sitting
with this strange all knowing look on her face. My mind was also racing.
"Belong? Belong? Do I? Do I belong? Am I his? What dose he mean, belong?
Yes, yes I do belong. Yes I do yes I want to Yes I do belong to him and
I want to." I know how crazy it sounds when I try to explain it but at
that moment I became his to do with as he pleased. At that moment when I
went over and sat next to his chair and he patted me on the head then
petted my head like I was a family pet a strange thrill raced through my
body. It was a feeling of belonging. I was now his and that thought gave
me a warm wonderful feeling.
We all sat in silence for a long while just watching the TV. I am not
sure what show was on as my mind was not on the TV. My father petted my
head now and then almost absent mindedly as we sat. I slide around some
and rested my head on his thigh.
After a while my dad stood up and ordered me to go get a few large
trash bags from the kitchen and bring them into my room. I was confused
but I did as he requested. "OK Kerri pick out a skirt and blouse you
want to wear to school tomorrow."
"What?"
"Position, assume the position." My father clapped his hands together
and yelled out again as he pointed to a spot on the floor. I am not
stupid as many think I am. I immediately fell to the position kneeling
on the floor with my knees together, my thighs and calves together. My
toes pointing out straight out behind me my back straight and my
shoulders back and chest out. I also was holding my left wrist with my
right hand and my head down with my chin pushing into my chest and my
eyes aimed down were my knees meet the floor. "Good, very good, now look
at me." I turned my head up and looked my dad right in his eyes. "You
are a beautiful girl and I am glade you are mine but you dress terrible."
"But..."
"Quiet!" He slapped me lightly on the cheek, not hard just hard enough
to emphasize he meant business and I would be in a lot more trouble if I
didn't respect his demand for my silence. "You are to speak only when
told to in that position, understood?" I nodded my head. "No say it. Say
it out loud so there can be no misunderstanding."
"Yes"
"Yes? Yes what?"
"Yes sir." I really was sort of confused. I didn't really understand
what dad was asking. I did understand.
"No, no. Shit how stupid can you be?" My mind was going crazy. I had no
idea what dad was asking but I soon found out. "I will ask you one more
time and you had better give me the right answer. Do you understand that
when you are in The Position you are not to speak unless spoken to and
given permission?"
I am a fast learner and it hit me as if some one had turned a switch
and the light came on. I am sure if this was a cartoon you would have
seen a light bulb coming on over my head. "Yes sir I understand I am not
to speak except when I am spoken to while in the position." I saw a huge
smile come across my fathers face and a great feeling of pride raced
through my body.
"OK then here's what is going to happen." My father told me that I was
a beautiful girl and had a great body. That made me feel even better. I
mean what girl doesn't want her father to think she is pretty and has a
great body. I mean I have never meet a girl that didn't tease her dad
some as she grow up. I mean he is the ultimate male. I will admit long
before I even lost my virginity I loved to run around in skimpy cloths
like my panties and a tee or just a towel in hopes he would look. It
always gave me a good feeling when I saw him staring at me. "Since you
belong to me... You do belong to me, right?"
"Yes I do."
My father only smiled and said good before he went on. He explained
that since I did belong to him and I was so pretty he wanted to show me
off. He said he was so proud to own something that looked as good as I
did. I will admit to feeling a little strange with the way he put it. I
mean it sounded like he was talking about a family pet or even a car or
other merchandise. He hated the way I dressed as it didn't show off what
a beautiful and sexy body I had. I again had a feeling of great pride to
race through my body. I mean I loved the fact he thought I was sexy. He
then went on to tell me that Mom and I we going shopping the next day to
pick out a whole new wardrobe for me. He was going to take all, and I do
me all of my present cloths to the Salvation Army. I was sort of
confused for sure but also excited.
My father had me pick out a blouse and a skirt for the next day at
school. When I went to get panties and a bra my father stopped me from
picking those. I was informed that I would be going panty less. "You
belong to me right?" I said I did I mean we had been over all this
before. "Then that means that pussy between your legs is mine also?" I
again agreed with him "So then I don't want my pussy covered,
understood?" I told him I did understand. I also couldn't help but to
feel both a little fear as well as excitement about the thought of going
to school with out panties. I guess it was more excitement as I knew how
nasty that was.
My father then took a garbage bag and started to put all of my cloths
in them. I grabbed for a bra as I was sure he wanted me to wear one to
school but I was wrong there also. He came right out and told me I had
nothing that required a bra. That embarrassed me. His actual words were,
"Fuck, you have nothing there that requires support or training." That
caused me to be humiliated and embarrassed and I immediately covered my
small almost none excitant breast with my hands and put my head down
looking at the floor. I felt the heat of shame and embarrassment come
over me. My father grabbed my hair at that moment and jerked my head
back so I was looking him right in the eye. At the same instant he
slapped my hand away from my tits. "Listen girl those are my tits they
belong to me just like that pussy and ever other part of that body and I
think they are beautiful and I don't want them covered. IS THAT CLEAR?"
I nodded my head and put my shoulders back so what little I had on my
chest stuck out. "Good" My father came down and gave both of my small
almost none existent tits a kiss and a light sucking. I loved it and
acutely felt a pride go through me that he wanted them just like they
were. He then said the only time I could cover them was with his
permission and that no bras other then tops to swim suits of sports bras
that were being worn as tops would be aloud in this house.
My father took every and I do mean every article of clothing from my
room except for the skirt and blouse I was to wear to school tomorrow.
He picked out a pair of my mom's shoes for me to wear. They were a two
inch heeled pump that my father said made me look sexier. He then
informed me that he would be taking me to school and at noon my mom
would be picking me up to go shopping. When I told him that I had a math
final at two o'clock he informed me that didn't matter I would still
pass not taking it. He didn't care that my grade would be a D.
He then told me that I was to buy only skirts blouses and dresses for
now. I was not to buy any slacks, shorts or jeans for the time being.
All of the skirts and dress's must not be longer then mid thigh with
most being quarter thigh. All blouses must be button down and shear. He
wanted to see my nipples and the areola's on each nipple through the
blouse. All dress's must be quarter thigh and be low cut to show off
what little cleavage I had. None could be more then an inch above the
areola's of my nipples.
He also said that I was to get 21 pairs of panties. 14 pair should be
thong style and 7 pair should be string. There would be times he would
want his pussy covered but not to much. He said at times some need for
imagination was necessary and desirable. All should also be totally
white. He didn't want any distracting designs. Even though I did sort of
make a protest to that he informed me that since I belong to him then he
would decorate his property as he saw fit.
"Listen Kerri this isn't a game. Either you belong to me and we go by
my rules or we don't. It's that simple." Well I said again I belong to
him. I was confused and some what fearful but I still loved him and
waned to be his. He also told my mother I was to have 3 swim suits. All
three should be thong still with the tops being no larger then what it
took to hide the areolas. He went on tell me that I was never and he
meant never to wear pantyhose again. They were forbidden in this
household even for my mother. He said I was to get 4 garter belts and 7
pairs of stockings as sheer as available. He then said I was also to get
4 pairs of white knee socks. I was also to get 1 pair of saddle shoes, 3
pair of heels at least 4 inches high and also one pair of tennis shoes.
He told mom and I that he expected as much of the wardrobe as possible
to be purchased the next day but we could take till Thursday to finish
with the purchases. He said that each day from tomorrow on he would take
me to school and mom would pick me up at noon. He didn't care that I had
finals and other requirements in the afternoons. Friday was the last day
of school and I would pass. He now was in charge and there was no
compromising with him.
He said he would be leaving work early tomorrow and doing some shopping
of his own for some special items for his "Fuck Puppy." Every time my
father said that I had a thrill race through my body and I saw the look
of pride go across his face. It didn't matter how confusing all this was
or how scary this was that look and him wanting me and calling me his
"Fuck Puppy" made it all worth while. He said we were to be home by 5 pm
because that is when he would be home.
When my father asked if either one of us had any questions about his
orders, mom asked about sleep wear for me. My father informed her that
under no circumstances was she to purchase any type of sleep ware for
me. I would be sleeping naked from now on. When I heard that I had a
strange thrill again race through my body. That seemed so nasty. I mean
sleeping naked. "She will be spending a lot of time naked and she might
as well get used to it." I guess you could say I was already a pervert
and a nasty slut because I already loved being naked and the thought of
being naked a lot sent a thrill through me.
"OK then we understand all around. Now Kerri takes these bags and put
them in my car." I reached for the skit to put it on when my dad grabbed
it away from me. I looked at him strangely. "Did I say put the skirt on?"
No, but the neighbors"
"Fuck the neighbors. Listen to me and listen well. You said you belong
to me, right?"
"Yes"
"Ok then if I want to show your naked body off to the neighbor's then I
will. Kerri listen to me you have only one thing to do." I looked at my
father strangely and he said, "Obey." That was clear enough but he went
on and elaborated. He said I belong to him and if he wanted to show me
off he would. I had no need to worry about anything. All I had to do was
concentrate on pleasing him. If he told me to strip down stark naked in
the middle of Public Square at high noon then I should do it. It didn't
matter who saw because that isn't my concern. My only and he emphasized
only thought should be obedience.
He told me I was not beautiful but gorgeous and there would be
thousands upon thousands of both men and woman jealous that I belong to
him. He wants to show me off and have the world know I was his and what
a beautiful "Fuck Puppy" I was. That made me glow from the inside out. I
loved the idea my father thought I was gorgeous. I loved him wanting me
and being so proud of me that he wanted to show me off. So right then
and there I decided to be the best "Fuck Puppy" I could. I wanted my dad
to be not only proud of my looks and wanting to show me off I wanted him
to be proud of me cause I pleased him and did what I was told. I wanted
to make him happy and glade he owned me. That was all that was on my mind.
"Honey it is sort of chilly out with the sun down." If looks could kill
my look would have killed my mother at that moment. I wanted to go out
and been seen. I didn't care if it was cold or not. I wanted everyone to
see me naked and to look at my beauty and know I was my fathers "Fuck
Puppy."
"I know it is cold out and if she had asked to put something on for
that reason I would have agreed but she didn't. She was worried about
the neighbors and that is not her concern." I grabbed two of the bags of
cloths and headed towards the door before my mom could protest more and
change my fathers mind. She never did. She followed me and just turned
on the out doors lights as I got to my dads' car. It took me 4 trips
from my room to my fathers' car to get all the bags in and I could feel
the eyes of old Mr. Cummings looking at me. I even stood still in the
light and turned a couple times so I was sure he got a good look. I also
had the feeling that other neighbors were looking but couldn't be sure.
It was chilly out and when I got back inside I saw my father had put
his robe on. That disappointed me but when he came to me and took me in
his arms wrapping me inside his robe with him I melted into nothingness.
My father ran his hands up and down my back really fast to build up the
heat and as he did that he kissed the top of my head. I was warmed up
really fast but wished I hadn't. My father opened his robe and stepped
away from me. That caused me to feel so empty and sort of lonely. "Dam I
am tired lets chill and watch some TV." He went to his chair and sat
down. I sort of just stood for a few moments not sure of what to do or
were to go. Then my father opened his robe exposing his naked body to
me. "Come here Kerri." I flew to my father. He pulled me onto his lap
and wrapped his robe around the two of us. I never felt so comfy in my
life. I was right were I wanted to be.
"God Kerri you have no idea how happy you have made me." I didn't say
anything I just squeezed my dad tighter and kissed his cheek. "Shit baby
ever guy I know is going to be jealous of me. God, guys spend fortunes
to just look at sweet little things like you and even more to have a
chance to fuck them. Fuck!" My mind was spinning. I have never felt so
good in my life. I could only squeeze my dad. This was so unreal. I
never felt so good and loved in my life. I was so afraid that at any
moment I would wake up and find out that none of this ever happened. I
just squeezed my dads' neck harder.
"I love you dad." I could barely whisper that. I was so afraid that I
would suddenly wake up too the world I left behind. I mean now my dad
was proud of me and wanted me. He wanted to show me off he wanted to buy
me all new cloths and I was his little "FUCK PUPPY."
"I know you do baby. I know you do." My fathers hand started to roam
around my body and I felt wonderful. He ran his hand around my pussy
then up over my belly to my small tits. He took one of my pencil eraser
sized nipples between his thumb and fore finger and was rolling it
around. The sensation was wild and sent shivers through my body. My
small titlets are very sensitive and his rolling my small nipples around
sent shivers of pleasure to race through my body. Then my dad pinched my
one nipple pretty hard. I yelped and pulled away some. "Hurt?"
"Yes a little."
"Want me to stop?"
"No" I heard my dad sigh with relief when I said no and I knew he was
happy. I really didn't want him to stop just not be so rough maybe. He
massaged again and this time when he pinched my nipple he twisted it
some and that really hurt and sent a major shot of pain from my small
titlets to my brain. I jumped up and pulled away bring my own hands up
to my small injured tit and rubbed it. "Hurt?"
"Yes"
"Want me to stop."
"No but maybe don't be so rough."
"OK I am tired any way lets go to bed."
"NO, no please."
"Please what."
"Please let's watch more TV."
"No, I am tired let's hit the sack it's been a big day." I felt
terrible. I really didn't want to go to bed. I wanted to stay here on my
fathers lap and held in his arms. I wanted him to hold me and feel me.
He just pinched a little hard we didn't need to stop. "Set your alarm so
you have enough time to shower before we leave for school. I will expect
you to shower every morning and more if necessary and also douche daily.
I expect that daily also. Your mom will show you the proper method of
feminine hygiene." With that he went over to the TV and turned it off as
well as the lights. I was left standing totally confused in the dark.
"Come on Kerri get to bed." I was pulled back to reality and headed to bed.
The next morning when I dressed like my father had told me to. I had
never felt as exposed as I did in the out fit he had made me wear to
school. I was stared at by everyone both male and female. The skirt I
had on came about a quarter of the way down my thigh and the blouse was
opened 3 buttons down. My father had pulled off the top 3 buttons on our
way to school so there was no way I could button it up. He said that way
he was sure that the top would remain open, not that I would have wanted
to button it up anyway. I loved the attention I got especially from the
guys. The way guys were staring at me gave me a strange satisfaction in
knowing they wanted me but couldn't have me. I also loved the glaring
looks I got from the other girls. I could see both disgust and envy in
many of the girl's looks. This made up for the terrible time I had
yesterday. My father was right I am a beautiful girl and should show off
what I had. Now I was proud to show off my beauty as my fathers'
personal "Little Fuck Puppy." The four hours from 8 to noon dragged. It
seemed that ever time I looked to the clock only minuets passed instead
of the hours I had hoped had past. When the clock did finally strike
noon I ran from the building right into my mothers' car and off we went
to the mall.
Mom and I spent the whole afternoon at the mall buying me a whole new
wardrobe. Mom and I laughed and joked. It was like we were just two
girls on a shopping spree. Mom never even looked at any of the price
tags and when I made one comment about the cost of the stuff we were
buying she said "No problem just enjoy." All the cloths we bought were
very revealing. Tube tops, string and thong panties as well as short
skirts and very shear blouses. There also were high heel "fuck me pumps"
and one pair of saddle shoes which she informed me dad would have killed
her if we had forgotten them. Then there were the small middy string
tops and low rise hip hugging shorts. Dad hadn't put those on the list
but mom said they showed off my ass and she knew dad would love them.
With all the looking and trying on we lost track of time until suddenly
mom yelled and we had to split to get home before dad got there. Mom was
actually scared by the thought we wouldn't be there when dad got home.
This seemed completely out of character for mom but I went along with it.
As soon as we got home mom started to get supper ready. I took my new
cloths to my room and started to put them away. There were not nearly as
many cloths as I had thought we had bought. With all of them away I
didn't even have one dresser drawer full and my closet was less then a
quarter full.
I heard the garage door open and then a few seconds later I heard my
father come through the door and I went flying out of my room to say Hi
to him. I was so excited and was anxious to show him all the cloths we
had purchased. I had on an out fit mom said dad would love because it
was reveling and sexy as hell and that is what really turns dad on. It
was a short light blue plaid skirt that was just inches below my pussy.
Actually it was so short even a small twirled or bend on my part and the
white thong panties I had on would be totally visible. That caused me a
little embarrassment built mom said it didn't matter because guys loved
to see girls flash their panties and the thong panties were so sexy that
any male would go fully erect from seeing them, including dad. That made
me feel very sexy and feminine which over rode my embarrassment at
flashing my panties every time I turned or bent. Actually it didn't turn
me off it turned my embarrassment into excitement. My nipples were hard
as could be and were clearly visible thought the tight white sleeveless
blouse my mom had me wear along with the short school girl skirt. It was
very sheer to say the least and you could even see a hint of the coral
colored areola surrounding the pointy nipples that were also clearly
visible pointing out through the fabric. The only part of my out fit
that was even remotely conservative was my knee high white socks which
were very white and my saddle shoes. When I got a look of myself in the
mirror I was both shocked and excited. I looked like a catholic school
slut. It was an exact copy of what the girls that go to St. Bernadette
from down the street wear except it was nicer and made me look sexier
then any of those girls the boys and men around here are always
commenting on.
I ran to my dad throwing my arms around him and hugging and kissing him
hello. I was so excited and anxious to show him all the new cloths we
had bought I could hardly contain myself. I started to run to change
into another out fit when my father stopped me. "No, no Kerri don't
change." I was disappointed but thought it was because supper was ready
and he would want to see all the new cloths after we ate. I was wrong.
"Honey, why don't you run up to your room and strip down naked for me?"
"What?"
"Hey baby you are the prettiest thing I own and I don't want it all
wrapped up in some kind of funny wrapping." That made me feel great not
only did he say I belong to him but he also thought I was pretty. No,
not pretty, he said prettiest. That sent a thrill through my body.
"You want me nude?"
My dad laughed this strange little laugh like he knew something I
didn't or like he had the punch line to some dirty joke that I didn't
get. I looked at him with this strange look of confusion on my face just
as he said, "No baby." My mind went twirling around. I mean he just said
he wanted me nude. "I want you naked, naked as the day you were born. I
want you STARK NAKED and fully exposed." I just stood there not totally
comprehending what my dad had said when he went on. "I don't want you
nude no, not nude honey but naked. Nude is for naturalist that are wimps
that want to commune with nature and run around the forest like little
fairies. That isn't what I want for you. No what I want for you is to
have you totally and fully exposed and viewable to all. You are a
beautiful girl and I want to show you off with out any artificial
gimmicks. I want anyone that wants to look to see all of you in all your
natural beauty. I want all of your beauty to be fully exposed as much
and as often as possible for all to view and enjoy. There are woman and
girls out there that wish they had beauty like yours. Also as I have
said before there are thousands up on thousands of men that can only
dream of possessing something as beautiful as you, so honey that is why
I want you totally and completely naked and fully exposed as much as
possible. That is also why whenever the need arises and some of that
beauty needs to be covered it will be as little as possible." I could
only stand there and beam with pride. I raised my head up high and
straightened my shoulders and even stuck out my chest and sucked in my
tummy. I stood proud before my father. I never felt so good. Then I
glanced over to my mom and something hit me.
"But...?"
"No, no buts. We are not talking about your mother. We are talking
about you. I decided long ago your mother is beautiful. That is were
your beauty comes from but I also decided long ago what your mother can
or can not wear. She has learned what I like and don't like and I have
no problem with her form of dress. She is a beautiful woman dressed or
undressed and I know it and I love how she looks both unclothed and
clothed. It is not her but you that we are now talking about and it is
you that I want to look at naked and fully exposed. Hey never mind." My
dad turned to my mom at this pint and said, "Go strip down Maggie I want
to see some naked female flesh."
"NO, NO!" I know this will sound crazy but the idea of my dad looking
at my mom naked and not me really upset me. I know how terrible this
will sound but I wanted my father. I wanted him all to myself. I didn't
want to share him with anyone not even, nor should I say, especially not
my mother. I am ashamed to admit it but whenever my father paid my
mother any sort of attention I was green with jealousy.
My dad looked at me with this strange look on his face and I said
"Wait, wait." I flew to my room and stripped down till I was naked and
fully exposed to his view. Actually that idea as well as the idea that
he would be looking at me and not my mom sent a shiver of nasty
excitement to race through my body. When I came back into my fathers'
sight he was sitting at the dinning room table. I stopped suddenly when
I saw him looking at me because another strange nasty shiver of
excitement raced through my body. I saw his eyes moving all over my body
and couldn't help but to straighten up throwing my shoulders back and my
small chest out. I didn't continue to the table at a run no I went into
a sexy walk throwing my hips from side to side as I put one foot in
front of another. My father never took his eyes from my body as I
wiggled to my chair at the table next to him.
Dinner was actually very normal. You would never know that my fathers'
13 year old daughter was sitting at the dinner table totally naked and
fully exposed to any ones view. Sure it was only my father and mother
but ever time I saw his eyes look at me I shivered with excitement. The
same was true with my mom. I couldn't help but to have shivers of
excitement race through my body when she looked at me also. It was
strange as I had to use all of my will power to keep from reaching down
and masturbating the hell out of my small tight cunt. I was wet and my
pussy was leaking major amounts of juice and it was screaming at me with
an itch that was driving me totally bonkers.
"Hey lets have coffee out on the deck?" With that my dad stood up and
my mom said she would bring it out. I walked in front of my father and
could feel his eyes on my small round firm butt. My father suddenly
slapped me on my ass sort of hard but not to hard. I yelped some and he
said for me to stop the slut walk. I was a little disappointed but went
into a normal walk as we hit the deck.
My father had me sit on his lap and that's were I was when my mom came
out with two cups of coffee and a glass of milk for me. I protest the
milk but my father said he would tell me when he was ready for me to
start drinking coffee. That upset me but when I started to protest but
my father slapped my face lightly reminding me that he was in charge. I
didn't protest any more.
I wiggled around on my fathers lap and felt him getting hard. That is
what I had planed to do. It excited me to feel his cock getting hard
under my butt cheeks and I knew if I got him hard enough and hot enough
he would want to fuck me. Well I was right about him wanting me but he
wasn't going fuck me. "Kerri, how about one of those fabulous blow jobs
of yours?"
"OK!" I couldn't answer fast enough. I also couldn't get on my knees in
front of him fast enough. My mouth was already watering with the
anticipation of having his cock in my mouth. I was already salivating
over the anticipation of the fleshy taste of his cock and the tangy
flavor of his pre cum. I also wanted to feel the slimy texture and salty
flavor of his cum as it would shot from the small slit in the tip of his
cock and slide over my tongue exciting my taste buds before sliding down
my throat to only to end up in my belly. Just in case you all haven't
figured it out yet, I am very oral and truly love sucking cock.
I knelt there before him like an obedient pet as my father stood up
opening his pants and letting them fall to the floor around his ankles.
He stood there for a few seconds in his white jockey shorts looking down
into my face with this very sure satisfied grin on his face. Then I
watched as he pushed his shorts down to join his pants gathered around
his ankles. My father sat back down smiling at me. I was actually scared
and a little apprehensive as I took some initiative and reached out for
his pants to try and get them off his feet. I looked up and my father
smiled at me and lifted each foot for me to make it easier for me to
remove his pants and shorts. Once they were off and I had tossed them
aside I looked up at my father and smiled. I got a huge smile of
approval from my father and I felt this fantastic feeling of acceptance
flow through my body.
I put my hands behind my back and assumed the position like I thought
he wanted me to as I moved forward with my mouth to try and trap his
cock head with my mouth. Just as I was about to get his cock into my
mouth my father gently placed his hand on my head. I looked up into his
face. "Baby it is ok. You can use your hands. Just don't use them to
much. I want a blow job not a hand job OK?"
I didn't answer him I just took a hold of his cock and guided it into
my mouth. I managed to swallow over half of my fathers cock in one gulp.
I then used my hands to massage it up and down using the saliva left by
my sucking mouth to lubricate my manual administrations of his cock. I
would stop my sucking long enough to lick and kiss the under side of his
cock with light butterfly kiss's and licks. I heard my father moan and
knew he was enjoying my blow job. I lick up and down the large tube
running along the underside of my fathers cock while at the same time
wrapping both my hands around his cock and twisting them on his cock as
I went up and down over it. Every now and then I would slide my whole
hand over the head of his cock and hear him moan and jerk slightly as he
would get a rush of pleasure to race to his brain. I went down under my
fathers hairy balls and began to lick and suck on them while at the same
time my hand pumped his cock. This caused my father to moan even louder.
I would get a hair in my mouth now and then as I licked and sucked his
balls but I would just take a hand and remove it from my mouth and go
back to blowing my father. It was during one of my ball sucking times
that I was down licking that small area between a mans' balls and his
ass hole that my father raised up on one cheek giving me a full
unobstructed view to his ass hole. I could see the wrinkled ruby red
opening clearly. I also could see small balls of his shit sticking to
some of the hairs that surrounded his opening. I also saw what looked
like small pieces of toilet paper sticking there also. It was actually a
most disgusting sight. I looked up at my father and saw him smiling at
me with a look that told me he wanted me to lick his ass hole. I glanced
to my mom and saw her sitting there watching me and licking her lips and
something told me if I didn't she would and I couldn't have that.
I took a huge deep breath and got a nose full of my fathers' sweaty,
nasty, filthy ass. I also got a mouth full of saliva as I slowly went
forward sticking my tongue out and getting my first taste of sweaty
nasty man ass. I couldn't help but gag some as my mouth was filled with
the salty tangy flavor of sweat and shit. I couldn't help but to gag a
little as my mind thought of what I was doing but seconds after the
gagging stopped I went at his ass like I was a starving orphan and this
was the greatest meal I ever had. My mind first screamed at how nasty
and disgusting this was. Then all of that changed. The disgust and
revulsion of knowing I was licking and sucking the nastiest filthiest
hole that a human body has was changing into excitement.
I could hear my father moaning as my mouth and tongue worked over his
ass hole. I was using my tongue to probe his hole and was actually
trying to suck on the hole. My father moved around till he was kneeling
on the chair and his ass was sticking out so now I had freedom to enjoy
the flavor of ass licking. Analingus as it is called is disgusting,
nasty, perverted and filthy and one of the most exciting things I could
think of doing to anyone. My mouth was going wild on my fathers' ass as
my hands were jacking his cock. My father was shacking and moaning to
beat the band and I knew he was on the verge of cumming. Then suddenly
he reached around grabbing my hair pulling my head back as he stood and
turned around. He had one hand twisted up in my hair and the other
around his cock as he pulled my mouth to his cock. I opened my mouth as
wide as I could so he had the biggest target for his shooting cum. The
first shot came before he had his cock to get a good aim at my mouth and
some of that first shot hit my face. The second shot hit right on target
in my mouth as I closed my mouth around his cock head. My father was
moaning and groaning as he held my head and pumped his cum into my
mouth. There was a huge amount but that is normal for my father. He
usually has a huge load at least the first one of a day.
After giving me a mouth full of his cum my father fell back into his
chair releasing my head. I also fell like a rag doll onto the deck as I
swallowed his cum and gasped for breath. I was breathing almost as
heavily as my father. Air seemed to be hard to get into my lungs but
after what seemed like an eternity I managed to calm down. I looked up
at my dad and he was still breathing a little heavy but he was smiling a
very satisfied smile. That sent a feeling of pride to race through my
body. I hadn't actually had sex but I felt so satisfied. I love giving
please to my father and to see his look of satisfaction and pride is all
I needed to make me happy. I knew my mother could have done this for my
father but she didn't I did and that was OK with me.
I started to get up and move to one of our deck chairs when my father
stopped me. "Here baby here." My father was pointing to a place next to
his chair on the deck floor. I looked at him strangely because I didn't
understand. Then he explained it. "Here baby here by me. I love having
you here by me were I can touch you when ever I want."
"I could sit on your lap." I felt really weird sitting on the floor by
my father like I was some sort of pet. It was almost like I was the
family puppy and he was my master.
"No come on baby here. I am to gone to go around again and having that
gorgeous little ass of yours rubbing all over my wasted cock just
wouldn't be comfy. Any ways you are one pretty good little cock sucker
and you have sucked all the get up and go out of me."
"Pretty good?" That bothered me. I didn't want to be pretty good I
wanted to be great. I wanted to please my father better then any one
ever could or would.
"Hey baby don't go getting all warped out of shape. You are a good
little cock sucker and in time will get better. Now come here and sit."
I didn't feel that much better but I did go and sit next to my fathers'
chair. He patted my head and we sat like that with small talk for a
while. I am not sure how long but it wasn't long. That is when my father
shocked the hell out of me.
"Hey Kerri you know what?"
"What?"
"No never mind you wouldn't. Hey Maggie strip down."
"NO, NO." I was frantic. Why would he want my mom to strip down when I
was already naked?
"Kerri, don't go getting so excited you don't even know what I want."
"I don't care I will do it." I didn't care either I would do anything
my father wanted. I had no idea at that moment what he wanted and my 13
year old mind couldn't comprehend what I was saying or the consequences
of my statement.
"OK cool. I guess it will be your loss Maggie."
"That's not a problem." My mom smiled this nasty little smile as she
said that and looked at me. I had a sudden fear run through my body.
"Kerri I need to take a huge piss." My father looked right at me when
he said that. I looked up into his eyes. I was very confused for a few
seconds then it hit me. It hit me like a ton of bricks.
I sat there at my fathers feet and looked up into his face and saw this
really nasty smile. No a better way to describe it is more like a smirk.
A nasty smirk that told me what I was thinking was totally true. He
actually wanted to, to, to piss on me. My mind went totally crazy and
began to scream at me. "No, no, no way. He couldn't. He just couldn't
actually... Actually want... Actually want to pee on me. No, no, no
way." I couldn't tear my eyes from my fathers. I could only sit there
and listen to my mind screaming at me. Then it hit the fan sort of speaking.
"That's ok Kerri never mind. You go in and get dressed. Maggie how
about it." I looked over to my mom and she had this really nasty look on
her face as she stood up and began to unbutton her blouse. Suddenly it
dawned on me that my father was ordering me to get dressed and my mom to
undress. It was now her he wanted and not me. That was totally
unacceptable to me.
"NO, NO, NO!" I screamed that out at the top of my lungs. I would do it
I would do anything my father wanted just so my mom couldn't. I didn't
care what it was.
"What?"
"I will do it. I will do anything you want."
"What do you mean Kerri?"
"You can... You can to me."
"What Kerri? What can I do? Come on Kerri tell me what you want." I
couldn't say a word. I was so frustrated because I was so dam angry. I
hated myself at that moment. I also was angry at my mom because she was
just standing there smiling like she was enjoying my frustration. I
looked up into my fathers face and saw a similar smile. He also was
enjoying my frustration at not being able to say it. "Kerri is it that
you want to be a toilet?"
The word toilet sent a shock wave of revulsion though my body. My mouth
filled with saliva and my stomach churned. I had trouble swallowing all
the saliva that came into my mouth and I gagged a few times as I managed
to get one word out of my mouth. "Yes."
"Yes what Kerri? Yes what? Yes you want to be a toilet and have me
empty this huge load of piss all over and in you is that what you are
saying yes to?" I looked to my mom and my anger went sky high. I knew
she would, I just knew it. She would actually let my father piss all
over her just to show me up. I hated her for that. She would actually
let me go in and get dressed and let my father piss all over her just so
she could show me up. She would I knew she would, she was just such a bitch.
"Yes"
"Kerri??? Yes what, Kerri? Come on now tell me Kerri, tell me what you
want." I was beside myself. My mind was going crazy by what was racing
through it. I knew exactly what my father wanted me to say and I
couldn't get the words out. I kept looking from my father to my mother
and was becoming more and more frustrated. I was going totally freaks
because my mother was standing there holding onto the top button of her
blouse just waiting for me to get up and go get dressed. I hated her
because I knew she would do it. Like I said I knew she would strip down
totally naked and fully exposed to my fathers view. Then she would kneel
or lie down and allow him to piss all over her. She would be a toilet
for him just because she knew he wanted me. I was prettier then her and
sexier and a better fuck and she knew it and wanted my father to pay
attention to her. She would just do it to spite me. "I WILL BE YOUR
TOILET!" I screamed those words out before my mind had a chance to
realize exactly what I was saying. I was gagging and choking on those words.
"You WILL, YOU WILL be my toilet. YOU WILL! I think not." Now I was
totally confused and frustrated. "Kerri I don't want you to do anything
you don't want to do. If you WANT to be a toilet, Kerri, because you
WANT to belong to me and you WANT me to posses you then ok. But, Kerri,
it has to be what you want. I have to know that you want to be a toilet
Kerri. I need you to tell me that you want to be a toilet. Because it is
what you want. Understand?"
"Yes, yes please dad please I want to be a toilet. Please dad please
let me, let me be your toilet." I was frantic and almost hysterical. I
really didn't want anything more at that moment. I am not sure were it
came from or why but suddenly I had only one purpose one need and that
was to be a toilet for my father. If he turned me down or refused or
made me beg any more I would go kill myself. I couldn't take any more. I
wanted to be a toilet; no I needed to be a toilet.
"OK lay back on the grass." I moved off the deck and laid on my back in
the cool grass. I wasn't sure what to do with my hands so I placed them
under my head. Then I saw my father come into view with his cock in his
hand. It was soft and sort of floppy. I then saw my mother step over my
head and I was looking up into her naked shave cunt. She had pulled her
skirt up and was holding it gathered in front of her. For just a second
I was going to protest but at that second the nastiest vilest tasting
liquid hit me in my mouth.
It was a combination of a spicy salty acrid taste. It had a strange
aroma and my belly went into churning as I swallowed that first mouth
full. My eyes were burning from salty piss that got into them but I
didn't move. Even when I felt the second stream hitting me and knew my
mother was also using me as a toilet. I felt my fathers' stream move
down over my breast and belly and hit me right on my pussy. I will admit
that the hot liquid hitting my body and especially my pussy and clit was
exciting me. I was actually feeling excited laying her in the back yard
fully exposed and my parents using me as a toilet. I was actually
heading up towards and orgasm. I couldn't stop it even if I had wanted
to. I was a 13 year old toilet for my mother and father and I loved it.
I kept getting mouth full after mouth full of piss as I moaned and
groaned in excitement. I couldn't lie there still. I had to masturbate.
My pussy was on fire and itched so bad with need I ripped my hands from
under my head and went at my pussy like a crazy woman. I had one orgasm
instantly and just before both streams of piss stopped I was on the
verge of another and then it hit me hard, really hard. I swallowed a
mouth full of my parents piss and orgasmed all at the same time. The
second orgasm shot me around the yard and out of reality. My body sailed
over the house tops into the world we all crave, orgasmic bliss. It was
one of the most fantastic earth shattering orgasms that we all crave and
strive for in sex.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" I didn't even know it but my father had moved
away from me and picked up the garden hose. I was suddenly hit with cold
water. I was brought back to reality instantly. I rolled away and made
an attempt to get up. The cold water was cutting into me like a knife. I
was trying to stand and get my breath. That first hit from the hose took
my breath away. I did manage to get up and my father stopped the hose.
Both he and my mom were laughing hysterically like it was some sort of
huge joke. I will admit that sort of pissed me off. No pun intended.
"That's... That's... Cold."
"Like DUH! Dam girl what do you think? You don't clean a toilet with
hot water." I stood there shacking the water off when it suddenly hit
me. He was right you don't. It actually was some what funny and I
laughed also. Then I made a terrible mistake.
I gagged up some of my parents piss. Then after it made a nasty tasty
trip around my mouth I reswallowed it but not before it left a really
nasty vile taste in my mouth and burned my throat as it made its way
back to my belly. Just incase none of you have ever been used as a
toilet let me tell you the piss it's self isn't that bad but..., but the
after taste is terrible. That second gag burned my mouth and throat as I
attempted to hold it down. I ended up being forced to spit some of the
vile stuff out as I gagged more up. It was coming back up faster then I
was able to swallow it so I spit some of it out. I actually spit only
two or three times but that was enough. It was after the third spit that
I heard my father screaming. "FUCK, FUCK! FUCKEN BITCH!" I had no idea
what was wrong but I have learned that, that was not a happy scream. It
was an angry scream. It was a very angry scream as I have heard it many
times before. I knew he was angry and from the way he was looking at me
he was angry at me. I was never more confused then right then because I
had absolutely no idea what I had done to make him so angry.
"YOU, YOU, YOU!" My father's face was bright red and he was spiting as
he just stood there repeating you over and over. Then he looked to my
mom and yelled at her. "TELL HER, TELL HER. TELL HER!" I looked to my
mom and saw her standing there calm as could be but smiling this nasty
smile.
"Respect."
"What?" I had absolutely no idea what she meant.
"You disrespected your father." I was dumbfounded to say the least and
could just look from my mom to my father and back. My mind went totally
wild. I what? How the hell did I do that? I was clueless.
"You spit."
"But..."
"Shut the fuck up you disrespectful little bitch. Get in the fucking
house, get showered and dressed, and I mean dressed totally. I don't
want to see more skin on you then your face now move it." I was really
scared and confused and made an attempt to say something but my dad
moved at me like he was going to kill me and I ran around him and into
the house. I was confused and angry. I was crying on the verge of
hysterics as I made my way to the bathroom and got into the shower. I
took a long shower trying to make sense out of all that happened but
couldn't. I couldn't and even after a long shower I was as confused as
ever. Just as I was stepping from the shower my mother appeared and
through me one of her large terrycloth robes. "Put this on and come down
stairs."
"Mom?"
"No. Just put the robe on and come down stairs." My mother said that as
she disappeared from my sight with out saying another word. I dried
myself off with a towel and put the robe on just like I was told. The
robe was way to large for me and it covered me from head to toe just
like my father ordered. I took a few deep breaths to build up my
courage. My body was shacking and my stomach was doing flip flops all by
itself. Not from all the piss I just swallowed but from the fear that
was racing through out my body. I slowly moved from the bathroom down
the hall and out into the living room.
My father was standing over by the double doors leading to the deck and
my mother was sitting on the couch. In the center of the living room was
one of the dinning room chairs. It actually looked more like an electric
chair to me then one oh our dinning room chairs. "Sit" It was my mother
giving the order. I slowly moved to the chair and sat down. I went to
say, "I am sorry" but my mother shut me up.
My father turned around and walked over to his chair staring at me all
the way. That was bad. I saw his look and he was staring at me with fire
in his eyes. My whole body was shacking and I felt like soon I would be
barfing my guts out, again not because it was full of my parents piss
but because of the fear I felt. "I have had time to calm down and talk
with your mother some and she informed me that you really have no idea
why I am angry with you do you?"
"No sir."
"Good, at least you realize what respect is. I guess you do have
something between those ears besides air." I just sat there and
listened. Basically I was still scared and confused but my father seemed
to calm down and he did compliment me. "Kerri can I ask you a question."
"Yes sir"
"When you begged me to let you suck my cock and I let you did you
swallow my sperm or spit it out?"
"Swallowed it, I always swallow it."
"Right just like a good cock sucker should. That showed that you not
only respected me but also understood what it was to be a cock sucker.
It also showed me that you really wanted to suck my cock and I hadn't
made a mistake by allowing you to do so."
"I know that."
"That's good because there is almost nothing worse then to let some
girl suck your cock and then spit the cum you honored her with spit out.
Only a two bit whore that has no respect would even think of such a
terrible thing."
"I know that and I don't spit"
"That's true, very true I have never seen you spitting any cum. So,
then when you came to me and asked me to fuck you didn't I honor you by
doing just that?"
"Yes"
"Yes I did and didn't I also honor you by cumming inside of you so you
could have the pleasure of being filled with my sperm."
"Yes, sir."
"You know I could have pulling out and deprived you of the honor of
having my sperm inside of your body. I could also of place a condom on
my penis to tease you. Either way it would have deprived you of the
pleasure and honor of having my sperm in your body. Right?"
"Yes, sir"
"Well Kerri I didn't do any of that. I not only let you have the honor
of sucking the sperm from my balls so you could enjoy it in that pretty
little belly of yours but I also came right inside you so again you
wouldn't be deprived of the honor of having my sperm in your body
because I love you and respect you Kerri."
"I love you dad and I respect you." I was getting a little frantic here.
"Like I said before, yea right. We will see. Then even though I knew it
was going to hurt you when you asked me to let you use my cock to fuck
yourself up the ass I allowed you to do so, didn't I?"
"Yes sir. I love you dad."
"You say you do."
"I do dad I do."
"OK, OK I heard you but let me continue. When I let you fuck yourself
up the ass with my cock did I make you put a condom on my cock?"
"No sir."
"Right I didn't. I honored you with letting you have my sperm inside
your body again. I didn't have to cum inside that tight little butt hole
of yours. I could have made you place a condom on my penis or like with
fucking you I could have pulled out but I didn't because you deserved
the honor of my sperm in your body."
"Thank you" I know that sounded stupid but I had no idea what to say
and I was feeling terrible. He was right, he was right about all of it.
I was a terrible daughter. He deserved better from me. "I am sorry dad I
really am I am terrible." I began to cry and hoped my father would
comfort me but he didn't. He just sat in his chair and looked at me with
an almost totally emotionless face.
"OK so now we know you're sorry. We also know that you begged me to
let you suck my cock and I honored you with my sperm and you didn't
spit. We also know that you begged me to fuck your cunt and again I did
so honoring you with having my sperm in your body. And again when you
begged me to let you use my cock to fuck yourself up the ass I again
agreed even though I knew it would be painful and again I aloud you the
honor of having my sperm to enter your body, right?"
I was actually getting a little upset by all this questioning. My
father and I knew all of this. I was getting very impatient. "Yes sir."
"Don't go getting all disrespectful now. This is all because of you. It
wasn't me that disrespected you did I?"
"No sir."
"So now we come to tonight out on the deck. As we sat on the deck after
dinner tonight did you or did you not ask me to let you suck my cock?"
"I did"
"Yes you did and didn't I honor you again by allowing you not only the
honor of sucking my cock but also the greater honor of letting you
swallow all of my sperm."
"Yes"
"Good then we all agree on the events of the past few days and of this
evening so far, right?" Both my mom and I said yes at the same time.
"Good. Now then after I honored you not only by letting you suck my
cock like you asked but I also allowed you to swallow my sperm, right?"
"Yes"
"Then after all of that did you or did you not ask, no did you or did
you not beg for me to allow you to be my toilet?"
"Yes but..."
"But...but what? There is no but here, Kerri. This is not a difficult
question it is a simple question. Either you did beg me or you didn't
beg me. Which is it Kerri? Did you or did you not beg me to be a
toilet?" I could only sit there and look at my father. I wasn't sure
what to say. I mean everything he had said was true. I did actually ask
him to be a toilet. Actually I begged him to let me be a toilet. There
was no denying that. My belly did a flip flop and suddenly a bubble of
toilet gas came up and reminded me of what happened. I tried to figure
out the best way to answer my father. "Come on Kerri answer me. Did you
or did you not beg me to let you be a toilet?"
"Yes sir"
"Yes sir? Yes sir what?"
"Yes sir I begged you to let me be a toilet."
A huge smile came across my fathers face. That showed me I answered
correctly and that sort of made me feel a little better. I knew now he
wasn't as angry with me as he was. "Then my sweet little toilet, why,
why would you spit if you wanted to be a toilet? Dam girl not only did I
allow you to be my toilet but I even allowed you the honor of having me
watch you being a toilet for your mother." I was totally humiliated by
the way my father was calling me a toilet but at the same time I was
excited. Yes I am a totally nasty perverted girl. I was actually excited
by the idea of being a toilet for my father and him watching as I was a
toilet for my mother.
"I..."
My father cut me off before I could say anything else. "I know it
couldn't have been because the taste surprised you. Heck you had to know
what piss tasted like. I mean come on just days ago you were a toilet
for a bunch of boys that you also disrespected." I did get a little
angry at my fathers reference to my gang bang but he was right. I did
disrespect them. I understand that more now. I also understand about why
they were so angry at me for what happened. I was about to tell my
father that but I was cut off before I could get a word out. "Kerri I
know being a toilet takes some practice and piss is an acquired taste
but spitting is totally unacceptable behavior for any girl or woman any
time. I mean it is just not done. I mean it is like sucking cock." I
guess I didn't get the connection right away because my father went on.
"I mean a guy gives you or any other female the honor of sucking his
cock so it is understood you swallow. Heck that is common sense. Shit,
the only cunts that don't swallow are two bit whore's working the
pavement. Is that what you want, Kerri? Do you want to be a two bit
whore or just thought of as a two bit whore and working the pavement
down on Prospect?"
"No sir, I don't."
"Good, because you are a million times better then any 100 of those
cunts. Those cunts have not only no fucking respect for themselves' why
should they have any respect for the men that allow them to suck their
cocks. That's why they are out there because they have no respect for
anything or any one including themselves. The same holds true with any
and all sex. You have to respect the man that is allowing you the honor
of using your body for his pleasure. If he honors you by allowing you to
suck the sperm from his balls you swallow it to show him the respect he
deserves. If he honors you by using your cunt to pump the sperm from his
balls you make sure to respect him by not asking him to pull out or
wearing a condom. The same holds true with your ass. If he wants to
honor you by using your ass to pump the sperm from his balls then you
should be thankful and make sure he understands how grateful you are.
That is all common sense and shows not only him but every one else
including yourself that you respect him. Understand?"
"Yes."
"Good. Of course there are exceptions to that rule but they are not for
you to decide. Like there may be many times when a guy just wants to
shot all over your face. I mean it is their cock you are sucking and it
is their sperm that you are trying to suck from their balls so they have
a right to do with it as they please. Then there will be times when it
is demanded that a guy wears a condom but again that isn't your
decision. No matter what you have to make sure the guy knows that you
respect him and are grateful for his allowing you to have his sperm.
That is not only true for just sucking and fucking but also is true for
being a toilet. When a man honors you by allowing you to be a toilet for
him you don't spit. Heck spitting any fluid a man honors you with from
his body is just wrong. I mean here you are one of the most beautiful
girls I have ever seen." I had a shot of true pride race through my body
when my father said that. I even let the robe fall open some as the
pride flowed through me. I loved the idea of my father seeing me naked.
I wanted to be exposed to him. "Yes a beautiful girl like you all naked
and kneeling at the feet of any man begging him to let you be his toilet
would be a major turn on not only to the man who would have begged to be
a toilet for but also for all those that would watch. But, but then
after he is finished with his toilet business if she spits some of that
fluid out that she begged for not only is that disrespectful to the man
that honored her but to all those that are watching but it is
disrespectful to herself as well. That Kerri is what made me so angry
out there with you. I saw you spiting after I honored you by allowing
you to be a toilet not only for me but your mother and it just set me
off because I can not deal with disrespect."
"I respect you dad." I really did. I love my father more then anything
and if my spitting said I disrespected him I was truly sorry. "Dad I do
respect you and love you."
"Well your behavior earlier sure didn't show it."
"But..."
"No Kerri, no buts about it, you really disappointed me tonight."
"I'm..."
"Don't say it. Don't you dare say I'm sorry?" I felt so bad about
disappointing my father I began to cry. "No, no way. Stop the tears.
Stop the tears right now." I had to fight my emotions to keep from
balling my eyes out. My father was already disappointed me and if I sat
her crying when he told me not to would prove to him I didn't respect him.
My father walked over to the coffee table in front of the couch and
picked up one of the two identical boxes that were there. The box was
long and felt covered. He opened the box and looked at what was in side.
He stared at the object in the box like he was studying it for a long
time. It was almost like he was seeing it for the first time but he had
had to know what was in there. He looked up from it and directly at me.
Then he came over in front of me and looked down into my eyes. I will
admit my curiosity was at its peak. "I was going to give this to you
tonight but after your disrespectful behavior I am not so sure." He
handed me the open box.
At first I was taken by surprise because I had no idea what it was.
There was a collar in the box. It was beautiful but it was a collar like
you would put on a very special pet. It was black shiny leather about a
half inch wide. There were 5 silver studs along its length. It tapered
down from the silver buckle at one end to a series of holes at the
other. There also was a small eye hook just behind the buckle and when I
looked at the end with the holes I saw a couple of slits. It was obvious
that the small I hook would go through the slits. There also was a charm
hanging form the center of the collar. The charm was silver and a
silhouette of a dog. There was engraving on the charm and when I looked
on one side was my name. KERRI in all capital letters. Then when I
turned the charm over there was also engraving but in smaller letters it
said Property of Alex P_____ My fathers name. I looked up from the
collar into my fathers face.
"Kerri I wanted to put that around your neck tonight but now I am not
so sure."
"Dad please, please I am sorry."
"Dam it Kerri, see what I mean. You are not only disrespectful but
stupid and disobedient as well."
"What?" I was now not only hurt by my father thinking I was stupid but
I was confused as well. I knew I should know what my father was talking
about but didn't have a clue.
"Kerri, Kerri, Kerri." My dad was shaking his head as he turned and
walked away from me over to his chair. As he slumped down into his chair
he closed the box containing my collar with a loud snap. That caused me
to jump some and sent a wave of disappointment to flow through my body.
I actually hated myself at that moment. I wasn't sure how but I had
disappoint my father, the man that I loved. He was the man that had let
me suck the sperm from his balls and allowed me the honor of swallowing
it. He is the man that when I asked him to fuck me he did so and better
then anyone ever has or ever could. He also honored me by let the same
sperm that had created me to enter my body deposited right in my vagina.
He did all this just because I asked him to. Then how do I repay him for
his honoring me like that? How do I repay this wonderful man, by
disrespecting and disobeying him as well as being stupid?
I could only sit there feeling lower then a snakes belly and fighting
the urge to cry hysterically. I knew that would only anger my father
more and disappoint him more. Then my father said "Kerri stand up and
take off the robe." That perked me right up. I wanted to be naked in
front of my father. I wanted to be totally exposed to his full view. I
was up out of the chair in seconds and the robe was on the floor before
any one could blink. I stood there totally naked in front of my father
and watched as his eyes went up and down studying my body. I loved it
and even straightened up and spread my legs a little to give him a
better view. I saw a small smile come across his face and knew that he
approved of my movements.
"Hey Maggie did you get the mail?"
"No."
"Dam, Kerri run out and get the mail before I forget about it totally."
I bent down to retrieve the robe. Just as I straightened up and started
to put the robe on my father screamed at me "STOP!" That gave me a
start. I looked over to my dad. "I didn't tell you to put the robe on."
"But I..." My dad cut me off before I could say any more.
"I didn't tell you to put the robe on did I? I said go get the mail."
"But..."
"But..." Again I was cut off mid sentence.
"But nothing, that's what I mean Kerri about you not being, ready." I
could only look at my dad with confusion on my face. "Honey I didn't
tell you to put the robe on and go get the mail I just told you to go
get the mail."
"I know."
"Then why did you start to put the robe on?" That was a stupid
question. I mean I was totally naked and it was still daylight out and
all the neighbors could see me.
"Because..."
"Kerri you are a beautiful girl and I told you last night that I want
to show you off. I have told you that. Shit, there are men out there
that can only dream of see a beautiful girl like you naked. More pay for
the privilege of looking and even more pay huge sums of money just to be
able to enjoy the pleasure your body can provide and I am proud that I
own it or at least I wanted to own it."
I felt so bad. My father had told me he wanted people to see me before
even our neighbors just last night but I totally forgot. I love him
looking at me and love the idea he wants to show me off. I mean what
greater compliment for a girl then to have the man she loves to want to
show her off. He is proud of my beauty and he wants all to see it. "You do"
"No I don't. Not till you put that collar around your neck." I had no
idea what my father meant when I looked at him. "Kerri I told you from
the start it was going to be my rules."
"I know."
"Well I will decide when and how you dress. I will expect complete and
total obedience. I will stand for nothing else. That means when I tell
you to go get the mail naked you go. And just like I said yesterday If I
tell you to strip stark naked on Public Square at high noon you do so.
Any and all failures or disobedience will be meet with punishment." That
sent a strange chill to race through my body. "Not the stupid namby
pamby shit like grounding or no allowance. No, no any disobedience or
failure to perform as directed or disrespect with be punishable with
pain." Again I had a strange chill run through my body. "Like tonight if
you had placed that collar around your neck and had disrespected me like
you did I would be setting up to punish you right now."
"Do it" I am not sure were that came from but I wanted to please my
father and something told me that if I told him to punish me he would
feel better about me and wouldn't be so disappointed in me. I know it
would make me feel better for how I had disappointed him.
"Say what?"
"Please punish me. I want you to." My father just sat there looking at
me for a time. My body was shaking and shivering as he stared at me. I
could see the wheels in his head going around as he thought about what
he was going to do and about what I had just proposed. He then looked
over at my mom and so did I.
"Hey go for it. She deserves it and is asking for it, do it." My body
seemed to relax some when she said that then my father said "OK" and
that caused my whole body to tighten up.
"Ok Kerri, since you haven't officially decided to belong to me." I did
but I guess it wasn't official. "This will be just a sample of what will
happen if you disobey or fail to perform exactly as you are told."
"OK" That is all I could say.
My father told me to stand up against the coffee table in front of the
couch. It came up to just about an inch below my knees. Then he told me
to spread my legs a little more then shoulder width apart. Then he told
me to bend over and hold onto the far side of the table. He then said he
was going to give me five swats with his belt. That sent a shiver to
race from my ass to my brain. Then he informed me that if I let go of
the table any time during the five swats we would start over and do five
more. "That's not fair." I blurted that out before I knew what I was
saying. I was so nervous I wasn't thinking.
I looked at my dad and he had an odd smile on his face then he actually
laughed out loud. I felt some what calmer then to start again, "Fair,
fair we are not talking about fair Kerri. We are talking about obedience
and respect. Tonight you beg me to allow you the honor and privilege of
being a toilet then you disrespect me by spitting. Then as if that isn't
enough I tell you to go get the mail to show off your beauty and you try
and cover up. You should be getting a full 30 but I know this is all new
to you so I decided to be lenient with you and you have the nerve to
tell me I am not fair. Get to your room."
"No, no please no." I was frantic. I wanted to be punished. My father
was right I had disrespected him and I had disobeyed him and now he
didn't want me. He didn't want to even see me he was sending me to my
room and I couldn't handle that. "Please dad please." I couldn't help
myself was starting to cry again.
"Shut up and cut the dam tears off. Now I don't want any more of this
fair shit. I decide what's fair and not fair. Understood?"
"Yes sir."
"OK back into position." I pushed the front of my calves hard against
the table and bent over grabbing the far side of the table. I saw my
father move closer to me and then I felt his hand lightly touch me on my
ass cheeks. My father ran his hands over my ass cheeks lightly like he
was examining me. Then I saw him move back some and a little to my side.
I couldn't see it but I could sense as my father raised the belt up
high. I tensed up just a split second before the first blow hit me
across my ass cheeks. I jerked strait up and yelled out as I brought my
hands back to rub the red welt that was appearing on my ass cheeks. The
pain was like fire shooting to my brain. I will admit nothing had
prepared me for that kind of pain. I could just stand there and rub my
ass cheeks. The pain had made me totally forget about what was going to
happen. It wasn't till a small amount of the pain in my ass cheeks at
lessened that I realized what I had done. I looked to my mom then to my
dad and knew by both their looks that I was in trouble...
"Please." I knew what my father had said. A small part of me hoped
beyond hope my father would have pity on me or even a little compaction
but that wasn't to happen. My father just told me to resume my
punishment position and we were starting over. I will admit to feeling
that it was completely unfair but I returned to my bent over position
and waited for my next blow. It came and it sent fire shooting to my
brain but I didn't let go. I did scream out but I think I could have
broken that table with as tight as I held on. Then the second blow came
and again I screamed out but held my grip on the table.
"Good Kerri good. Only 3 more to go." I think I was about to bite right
through my own lip. I could actually taste the blood in my mouth but I
never let go and didn't say a word to my father. I only prepared myself
for the next blow. The next blow did come but this time it wasn't on my
ass cheeks. No, as I stated my father has a sadistic streak in him and
this blow fell across my thighs just above my knees. The fire that shot
through me was unbearable and I not only screamed out but I let go of
the table and fell to the floor crying and rubbing my thighs trying to
put out the fire that was racing through them. It seemed to take for
ever and when I did regain some of my senses I saw my father standing
above me tapping the belt against his side looking down at me with a
knowing grin on his face. He did that on purpose and I am sure he was
very sure of what my reaction would be.
I was almost hysterical this time when I began to beg and plead with my
father but he just stood there looking down at me with out one once of
any compassion in his face. I looked over to my mom and pleaded with her
also. "Alex?"
"No, no way. Kerri you have two choices resume the position and take
your punishment like you deserve or get your ass covered up and up to
your room and I will never touch you again. Things will never be like
they were but I will make ever attempt to make it as normal as possible.
Now which is it?"
I didn't say anything I just sat there on the floor with fire still
racing to my brain. "Alex please that wasn't really right." My mother
was actually sticking up for me and that totally surprised me. It also
surprised me that for the first time I can remember she was standing up
to my father.
"OK, ok we will call that 3 but Kerri you must understand the strike
zone is from the top of your ass to the backs of your knees. Understood?"
"Yes sir."
"Back in position and Maggie you hold her hands. That should make it
easier on her."
"OK"
I resumed what I learned would be called "The Punishment Position." My
mother leaned over and took hold of both my hands and held them tightly
to the table. Then she leaned in and whispered into my ear. "Try and
relax and don't tense up. It will not hurt so much." I suddenly had a
feeling of great love race through my body for my mother. She was trying
to help me and she even stood up to my father when he wanted to start
all over.
I did manage to relax some but not much. I could sense as my father
brought his arm up and with an arching swing brought his belt down
striking my ass cheeks. The fire raced to my brain and I screamed out
but I didn't let go thanks to my mom's help. Then seconds later I felt
another fire race through my body from my ass cheeks as my father struck
me for the last time. I screamed out and my mom held me tight as the
fire raced to my brain. My mother held me tight to the table for a few
more seconds. I was scared she had changed her mind and was going to let
him continue like he had said but I heard my father say, "OK that's
five." My mother let go of my hands and I stood up running my hands over
my ass cheeks that were still on fire.
"OK Kerri pick up the robe and go to your room." I looked at my father
with fear. I thought he was angry with me and had decided that I wasn't
going to belong to him. "Kerri just hang it on your door. I will be up
in a few minuets and talk with you. I need to discus some things with
your mom." As I went to my room I looked back at my mom and she just
mouthed "I love you."
I went to my room like I was told to but I didn't close the door. I
tried to hear what my parents were talking about but I couldn't make out
anything. After a while I heard my father coming and I jumped onto my
bed. I immediately rolled onto my belly. My ass hurt still and when I
hit the bed it sent new fire to shot to my brain.
My father came into my room and pulled my desk chair up to the side of
my bad and sat down. "Ass still smarting?"
"Yes some"
My father made a small laugh then he said he had some cream that would
make me feel better. He sat down on the edge of my bed and squeezed some
cool cream onto my ass cheeks and began to massage it in. It did feel
great. It was cool and slippery and my fathers' hands were doing wonders
to remove all the pain. "You mad at mom?"
"No not at all. I am a little disappointed in you?"
"Why?" That really bothered me. I hate when he is disappointed in me I
tried my best to please him and to take my punishment.
"Because we had an agreement and you broke it."
I began to cry some and with all the tears and trying not to cry I told
my father I had tried. "I tried dad really I did." My father took me
into his arms and kissed me on the cheek and told me he knew I did. That
made me feel a little better.
"I know you did Kerri. I know you did and you made an excellent effort
at it. But the fact is you still broke our agreement." I just cried as
my father held me in his arms. I hated myself. I know I disappointed
him. I hated my self and felt so bad at not being able to please him.
"Kerri, that is why I am not sure about collaring you."
"Why, dad why?" I wanted my father to own me I wanted to be his more
then anything.
"Kerri you have had a small example of what it means to belong to me
and becoming my personal Fuck Puppy. There is nothing that would make me
happier then to make you my personal Fuck Puppy. You would make such a
perfect Fuck Puppy. You would be the most beautiful and sexy one of all.
I would so much enjoy seeing other men staring at your fully exposed
body and drooling over you and envying me. I would take so much pride in
watching you honor other men by pleasuring them with that magnificent
body. I would take so much joy in listening to there moans and groans of
pleasure as they used your body knowing that it was my fuck puppy that
was supplying those men with so much pleasure. Then afterward when they
would come to me and tell my how wonderful you were and how jealous of
me they were because I owned you and they didn't. But that can't happen
if you don't want it."
"I do dad I do." I was excited about what my father had said. It would
be a dream come true to belong to my father completely. Yes I was only
13 years old but I know what I want and I wanted to belong to my father.
I wanted to be his personal "FUCK PUPPY"
My father shut me up and went on. "Kerri every thing about this is in
most societies totally and completely illegal not to mention completely
immoral. It is perverted and nasty but I want it more then anything else
in the world. But you also have to want it." I was going to say I did
but my father cut me off. "Kerri there will be no turning back. This is
going to alter your life for ever. Even more then it already has. You
have been given just a small sample of what will be expected of you. So
I need you to think about it and think hard. I want you to remember what
you felt in your body tonight, which was just a small a very small
sample of what kind of punishment you would be subjected to for any
infraction of my rules." My back side and thighs tingled even more right
then. "There will also be other pain inflicted up on your body for no
other reason then my pleasure." My father stopped there for a moment and
just looked into my eyes. That did send fear through me but it also sent
curiosity and excitement. "Then there will be pleasures, pleasures
greater then you could ever imagine and all completely natural. There
will be no drugs or alcohol involved only the total and complete
submission of your body to me as mine to do with as I please. I know
asking a 13 year old girl to make a life altering choice like that is
terrible but it has to be. If your mother and I had started years ago
this would be easier." That I will admit confused me some but I would
learn all about how this came about but that is for the next story.
"Kerri here is what I want. Tonight just think. Think long and hard
before deciding. Every thing that has happened to you since you lost
your cheery will be amplified ten fold. The pain, humiliation and
degradation will take you to the darkest depths one human can push onto
another but. But on the other side of the coin will be pleasures,
pleasures that your body has only been able to sample. Those will also
be amplified ten fold. You will be taken to heights of orgasmic bliss
that is not attainable any other way. All that will be yours but you
have to decide. You can decide to become my personal property, my Fuck
Puppy if you will or, or you can chose to return to normal. I agree it
can never be normal again but like I said your mother and I will do all
we can to make things as normal as possible and I will never touch you
sexually again."
"Never?"
"That's right Kerri NEVER. It is either all or nothing Kerri." My mind
already started to whirl. "Kerri tomorrow morning you may come down
stairs totally naked walk over to the table open the box containing your
collar and place it around your neck. Then pick up the lock that is
there hand it to me and ask me to place it on the collar. At that point
you will become my possession and make me the happiest man, not to
mention one of the most envied men on earth. Or, or you may put that
robe on come down stairs and get the bags of clothing that will be in
the living room and get ready for school. Either way you are my daughter
and I will love you and be there for you always." He took me into his
arms at that point hugged me and kissed me on the cheek with a tender
very fatherly kiss. I went to speak because I actually did have more
questions but he shut me up and again said to me "Kerri it is all up to
you. It is all or nothing like I said earlier. My rules." My father
turned and walked out my bedroom door closing it behind him leavening me
there stunned and with my mind whirling.
Needless to say I didn't sleep most of that night. Actually if I slept
more then 20 minuets the whole night I would be surprised. I went
through everything that had happened to me since I lost my cherry and
most of it was good. I also thought about the pain that I had endured
and again it wasn't too bad. I also thought about my father and how much
I loved him and how disappointed he would be in me if I didn't want to
belong to him. That is actually what clinched my decision. I love my
father so much that I couldn't disappoint him.
I heard the pots and pans rattling in the kitchen then I heard my
fathers alarm go off and knew both he and my mom were up. I then smelled
the coffee and the bacon going and decided it was time. I stood up and
took a few deep breaths to build my courage. Then I moved towards my
door. As I passed the robe I stopped and felt it. "This robe put it on.
No I can't. Yes put it on. No it would disappoint my dad and I love
him." I had that conversation with myself for a long time before I
opened the door and started down the short hall. As I the kitchen table
came into view I saw my father sitting reading the paper and drinking
his coffee waiting for his bacon and eggs. You would think it was just a
normal day.
I stopped about half way and my father looked up at me. He didn't show
any emotion. He just stared at me. Our eyes were locked together for the
longest time. My whole body was shacking and my stomach was churning as
I stood there staring at my father. Then he blinked and with just his
eyes he indicated to the long felt covered box that was on the table to
his right were I usually sit. Next to that box I saw a small golden lock
and key. The lock was more symbolic because I could break it with my
bare hands with out a problem. It wasn't any larger then the small lock
that I used to lock my diary.
I swallowed a couple of times and took a few more deep breaths before I
moved the last few feet to the table. There I glanced and saw my mom by
the side of the stove. She looked over to me and smiled. It was a very
warm friendly smile that told me she also wanted me to belong to my
father. It was that smile that gave me the last once of courage to reach
out take the box and open it.
I removed the collar from the box and ran my hands over it feeling it
and studying it with my touch. It was very soft and wonderful feeling. I
counted the five silver studs over and over. I read both sides of the
charm over and over. I wanted the collar to speak to me. I wanted it to
tell me that this was what I wanted. Then weather any one believes me or
not the small doggy charm looked up at me and spoke to me. "Kerri do it,
just do it." That is all it took. I placed the collar around my neck. I
had a little trouble buckling it but I managed to do so. Then I reached
for the small lock and turned to my father. He had a small smile on his
face but I knew he wanted to grin from ear to ear. I could see the joy
in his eyes. I was making my father the happiest man on earth. I was
also showing him that I loved him more then anything else. I was shaky
as I handed him the lock and turned around reaching up to move my hair
out of the way. I honestly had a moment as he put the lock in place were
I was about to bolt from the room. The lock snapping shut was so loud it
was defining. I dropped my hair and turned to my dad. He smiled and said
one word.
"POSITION'