The Dollhouse

John woke up the next day in the bed that he and Amelia shared, but it wasn't Amelia beside him. He brushed Tansy's sweet, blonde hair out of her eyes and leaned over and kissed her cheek. Her body was warm in sleep. They had been covered up. Someone had tended to them to make sure they were comfortable. He thought about how lucky he was to have such a wonderful woman and such amazing girls looking after him.

A knock came at the door. Tansy stirred, but she did not awaken. John climbed out of bed and opened the door. Hannah stood there, already dressed and a bit dishevelled. She was wearing an apron and had a smudge of flour on her forehead. When she saw John's dick, semi-erect from his morning tumescence swinging between his legs, she gasped and then groaned.

"Hannah," John said, smiling at her through his groggy state.

"God, you're so fucking big," Hannah replied.

John wanted to kiss her, but his mouth felt pasty from just waking up. So instead, he took her hand and brought it to his dick. She wrapped her fingers around him. He started growing in her grip.

"What is it, Honey?" he asked her.

"Huh?" was the girl's only response as she slowly stroked his hardening cock.

"Why did you come wake me up?" John asked, enjoying how lost Hannah was in playing with his dick.

"Oh," she said, looking up to meet his eyes for the first time since he opened the door. "Um, yeah. Mommy, I mean Amelia, or ... uh, whatever I'm supposed to call her. Anyway, she wanted me to let you and Tansy know that breakfast is ready. But you don't have to come if you don't want to, if you're still... busy with Tansy."

Hannah looked around John to see Tansy still in bed.

"Thank you, Hannah," John replied. "Tell Amelia we'll be there in a few minutes."

"Okay," Hannah said, looking back into John's eyes. She hadn't let go of his cock yet, and she continued to stroke it as she gazed at him.

John took a deep breath and relaxed into the sensation in his loins.

"Did you have fun? With Tansy? It looked like fun, her being tied up like that. Are you going to tie me up when you fuck me?" Hannah teased.

John smiled at her.

"As soon as I find out that you're test results are clean, I'm going to come find you and fuck you -- wherever you are, whatever you are doing," he said, matter of factly.

"I can't wait," Hannah said, letting go of his cock and spinning on her heel to head back to the kitchen. She glanced over her shoulder and winked at him as she kicked up one heel.

John watched her saunter off. The girl has bavado, he thought.

---

John and Tansy showered together in Amelia's private bathroom before going to have breakfast. Despite their desire for each other, they did not fuck. Both his cock and her cunt were incredibly sore from their therapy session the night before.

"I'm starving," Tansy said as John reached around her from behind and soaped up her perky, teen breasts. "We didn't even have dinner yesterday. We fucked our whole dinnertime away."

"Mmmmm, we sure did," John reminisced as he caressed the fifteen-year-old's chest.

"I guess Hannah was cooking dinner when she came in and cut my bindings?" Tansy asked, thinking about the brunette walking in on them with a butcher knife.

"Are you still jealous of her?" John asked.

Tansy turned around in John's arms and pulled his face down to hers. The shower splashed down over his head, drenching them, making it hard to breathe, but neither of them cared as they explored each other's mouths with their tongues.

"No," was all Tansy said when she broke their kiss. Then she soaped up her hands and enjoyed exploring John's body as she washed him.

"Not even a little?" he asked.

Tansy dropped down in front of John and reached around to slide her soapy hand into his ass crack.

"When you raped the shit out of me yesterday," she began, taking John's scrotum in one hand as she continued to clean his ass with the other hand, "you must have cured me."

Tansy took John's flaccid dick into her mouth and sucked him to life as she caressed his balls and found his anus with her soapy finger.

"You... oh!" John gasped as her finger pressed into his asshole just a bit. "You cured me too. Did you know that?"

Tansy shook her head with John's dick still in her mouth.

"Amelia wanted me to get over the fact that I couldn't fuck Hannah yet, and she thought that you would be the perfect distraction to get me back on track. Ohhhhhh," he sighed as Tansy's tongue massaged his shaft. "You were -- and are -- absolutely perfect. My... oh fuck yes, Tansy. You're my perf..." he gasped as his now hard cock hit the back of Tansy's throat. "...perfect little flower."

Tansy pulled off of John's cock and stood up. He pulled her into his arms and lifted her, turning to pin her against the wall. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he lowered her onto himself. She was wet from pleasuring him with her mouth, and he slid inside her easily as he dropped her down onto his dick. Her pussy was warm inside, and still somewhat swollen feeling from their rough fucking the night before. John's dick was worn out, too, and the pressure of her tight cunt hurt somewhat, but he loved the pain, knowing that it was her tight vagina that made him hurt this way.

"I love you, Daddy," she whispered as he filled her. "I'll never be jealous of you fucking other girls again. I want to watch you fuck them all. Your cock is so amazing, that I want every girl to feel the way you're making me feel right now."

John kissed Tansy, enjoying the watery taste of her wet lips, the warmth of her breath and saliva to match the warmth of her inner walls that were hugging him so tightly. He held himself still inside of her until he couldn't take it anymore. He needed to fuck her despite the pain in his cock.

"You're so good to me, Baby," he said, as he pulled back and then pushed up into her.

Tansy gasped and closed her eyes.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

She nodded.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"Not until you cum in me," she said. She opened her eyes and looked at him. "I love it when you hurt me."

John helt Tansy's gaze as he pulled back and thrust into her again. The way her eyebrows furrowed and her mouth fell open at the pain turned him on.

"You little slut," he said, pounding her again. "I love you so much, Tansy."

"I'm your little flower," she said, smiling. "Fuck me. Fuck your flower. Fuck me hard."

John pounded her over and over. The precariousness of holding her against the wall in the slippery shower made him have to take his time and kept him from simply assaulting her at rapid speed. But he made sure that each individual thrust took her breath away, sliding back slowly and then hammering into her with all his might.

"God, YES!" Tansy cried out. "Daddy, it hurts so good. My pussy is going to be aching for days. Oh, FUCK, DADDY! YES!"

John couldn't believe the girl was already cumming, but he felt the spasms of her tight pussy gripping him, clenching him, barely letting him pull back before filling her again. Her orgasm triggered his own.

"Unnnngghh, yes, Tansy. FUCK! I'm cumming, Baby. I'm cumming in your sweet pussy again. GOD! YES!"

Tansy found John's mouth as she felt his sperm squirting into her. They kissed as he emptied his balls into her. The passion he felt for her as they rode out their orgasm there against the shower wall was like nothing he'd ever experienced before.

"I love you so much," John gasped when Tansy broke their kiss.

"I know, Daddy," she said, panting. "I know."

---

Tansy's hair was still wet as she and John entered the dining room, holding hands.

"Somebody had fun last night," Becky joked as John pulled Tansy's chair out for her between Becky and Penelope.

"And again this morning in the shower," Tansy returned, blushing.

"No shit?" Becky blurted out, slapping her sister on the thigh.

John smiled and ruffled Becky's hair as he walked around her to greet Amelia with a kiss.

"Thank you," he whispered to her.

"You're most welcome, Love," she replied, gazing up at him.

There were two empty chairs between Amelia and Madison, and John wasn't sure which to sit in until Madison patted the one next to her. He sat down beside the twelve-year-old and took her hand.

"As you can see, the girls and I have quite finished our breakfast," Amelia said. "But Hannah, our little cook and server has not eaten yet, and I'm sure she'd love to join you two while the rest of us get ready for our lessons."

At Amelia's prompting the girls got up from their seats. Madison kissed John on the cheek. Julie did the same to Tansy. Then Amelia shooed them out of the dining room.

Hannah set a fresh plate of scrambled eggs on the table and then sat down next to John. He noticed Tansy looking at them from across the table after the other girls cleared out of the room and motioned to her his head to come over and join them. She grabbed her plate and got up. He expected her to take Madison's seat next to him, but she went to Amelia's instead and sat down next to Hannah.

"Are you going to get to fuck Daddy today?" she asked Hannah bluntly.

Hannah giggled.

"God, I hope so!" she said, and the two girls snickered together.

"So how was last night?" Hannah asked, reaching out to get the plate of bacon in the middle of the table.

"It was..." John began, unable to find the right word to express the pleasure he'd felt at the consensual rape of a fifteen-year-old.

"That good, huh?" Hannah jibed.

"Yeah," Tansy replied. "My pussy is so sore right now, and I love it."

"Wow, I think I'm jealous," Hannah said.

Tansy took Hannah's hand and held it.

"Daddy is so in love with you, Hannah. I just know he's going to make your pussy as sore as mine as soon as Doctor Jillie tells him," Tansy told her.

"He better," Hannah quipped, glancing over at John. "But thank you, Tansy."

The girls set into their breakfasts, and John watched them as he ate his own. He found it charming the way they were so relaxed with each other. He remembered the glare Tansy had given him when he'd come home from his date with Penelope and marvelled at the change in her. He ate in silence, enjoying the chatter of the girls as they bonded for the first time. He also enjoyed the dull ache in his groin from the poundings he'd given Tansy's pussy.

When Tansy finished her food, John, she offered to help Hannah clean up, but John redirected her, saying, "You need to go brush your teeth and then get ready for your English lesson with Amelia. I'll help Hannah."

"How fatherly of you," Hannah joked.

Tansy sighed and stood up to leave. She ran her hand across John's shoulders as she walked around his chair.

"Well, he is my Daddy," she said, and she leaned down to kiss him goodbye, lingering for quite some time on his lips.

"Go, Little Flower," he scolded kindly when she broke the kiss.

John swatted Tansy's ass as she turned to leave, eliciting a squeal from her followed by a giggle.

"So," Hannah said, resting her chin on her fist and looking at John, "do you enjoy tying up little girls and fucking them until their pussies are sore?"

"Well, it's a job," John cracked.

"Yeah, I guess somebody's got to do it. If you don't then..." Hannah's face grew dark as she realized the reality that these girls had all been abused by someone -- the kind of people who had tied them up and fucked them against their will.

"Hey," John said, pulling her into his arms. "Yes, these girls have all been abused. But they're here now. And they are healing. Look how happy Tansy is. She's working through her issues, reclaiming her sexuality."

Hannah nodded with a sniffle. John took her hand into his own.

"You're such a good daddy," she said, squeezing his hand.

"I'm a lucky daddy," he replied.

He rubbed her fingers.

"Hey, where's your purity ring?" he asked.

"My dad took it from me," she said, "after he..."

"I should get you a new one," John told her, lifting her hand to his mouth to kiss it.

"Why?" she asked. "I'm not pure anymore? Not after what I've done with you... and Becky... and Penelope... and Jillian..."

John chuckled at her list of impurity.

"Because you're mine now. My little girl. It will show the world how much your daddy loves you."

"How much my daddy loves the shit out of my little pussy," she said.

"Yeah. An impurity ring. I got one for Penelope after we met you. Maybe I should get them for all of the girls. I'll talk to Amelia about that."

"That's a wonderful idea," Hannah said. "You're so thoughtful."

"It's easy when I have such amazing girls to be thinking about," he replied. "And speaking of how thoughtful I am, let me help you clean up."

As Hannah and John put away the food and washed the dishes together, he caught her glancing at him from time to time. Occasionally, their eyes would meet, and she's look away, blushing as she smiled. Finally, John asked her what was going through her mind.

"I was just wondering," she said, "if this is what it would feel like to be married. Doing dishes for our houseful of girls, sharing chores."

"Ask my ex-wife, and I'm sure she'd tell you it's nothing like this," John retorted.

"You guys didn't have moments like this?" Hannah asked.

"Well," thought John, "yeah, we did -- at first. But then jobs and life and worries and shit just start to slowly creep in. And then after a while, you only notice the bad things and not the good things anymore."

"That's so sad," Hannah said.

"Yep. It was a little miserable at the end. She said she left me because of my writing, but..." John shook his head. "Truth be told, I think she'd been looking for a way out for a while."

"Too bad polygamy isn't legal here," Hannah mused. "I would never want to steal you from Amelia, but if we could marry you together..."

John pulled Hannah to him and wrapped his arms around her.

"I'm already the luckiest man in the world just getting to spend my days with you, but if I could marry you as well... Oh, my god, Hannah, I never thought I'd think of marriage in a positive light again after what I went through, but you..." John wiped a tear from the corner of his eye.

"You just needed to find the right girl -- or girls," she joked. "It's just too bad that Amelia keeps us all on birth control. I would love to make a baby for you."

"You fucking little vixen," John replied, reaching down and smacking Hanna's ass. "You barely know me."

"But I know that I love you, John."

"God, I love you too," he replied, and he kissed her.

---

John was in the middle of a math lesson after lunch when he heard a shriek coming from the living room. He looked up from the desk to see Hannah burst through the door. She ran up to him and threw her arms around his neck. Amelia and Dr. Jillian came through the open door next.

"She's clean, John," Jillian said.

The words registered in John's head as Hannah began peppering his face with kisses. She jumped up onto him, wrapping her legs around his waist, and he found her mouth with his own as he carried her over to his desk. Setting her on the edge, he cleared the books off of it with one swift shove of his arm.

Hannah was loosening his tie as he began unbuttoning her blouse. Amelia came up behind him and reached around to unbuckle his belt. Before they knew it, the lovers were surrounded by the rest of the girls, all helping them to get free of their clothes. As John and Hannah were lost tasting each other's mouths the girls stripped them down. Abby untied Johns shoes. Penelope helped Hannah out of her pumps. Tansy unbuttoned John's shirt. Becky unzipped Hannah's skirt. Julie took care of getting Hannah out of her panties and bra. Madison helped John get out of his pants and boxers together. In no time, the two lovers were naked on top of the desk, and the girls all stepped back to watch -- all but Tansy who took John's throbbing cock and guided it to Hannah's wet pussy.

"Fuck her hard, Daddy," Tansy said, stepping back and taking Becky's hand.

Jillian came up to join the circle. Girls were pulling their skirts up and their panties down and rubbing them as they watched the long-awaited event, and the doctor was no exception.

Before John knew what was happening, he felt the warm moisture of Hannah's pussy enveloping his member. He sighed as he pushed into her.

"Finally," Hannah moaned, throwing her head back. "Oh fuck, yes."

She lifted her head and looked John in the eye.

"You're bigger than my father," she told him.

"You feel so amazing," he said, pulling back and pushing into her again.

"Fuck me, John," she cried, holding his face in her hands. "I'm yours. Fuck me and cum in me and claim my pussy."

John did not reply with words, only with action. He slowly, methodically, began to pump in and out of Hannah's cunt, savoring the feeling as they looked into each other's eyes. Her barely-ever-used pussy gripped him tightly, embracing him, sucking at him, holding him, not wanting to let him go.

"I love you, Hannah," John told her. "I love you so fucking much."

"I love you too, John," she replied.

Hannah lay back on the desk, and John took her legs and brought them up until they were over his shoulders.

"Oh, God!" Hannah cried at the change in sensation inside her pussy.

John pushed deep into her, hitting her cervix and making her gasp.

"Is that too deep?" he asked. "Did I hurt you?"

"Do it again," she said.

John drove into her until he felt the head of his dick meet her cervix. Hannah gasped, but she looked up at him and said, "It's okay."

John continued to drive slowly and deeply into her until her vagina lengthened to accommodate his size, then he quickened his pace.

"Yes, oh YES!" Hannah cried as she felt herself building.

John's dick was still sore from the pounding he'd given Tansy last night and this morning, and he knew his stamina was going to be increased from having cum so much lately.

"Pound me, John! Take me hard!" Hannah cried out.

John slammed his cock into Hannah's cunt. The sound of his skin slapping hers filled the room as his pelvis crashed into her over and over.

"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Hannah exclaimed with each thrust. "I'm cumming, John. OH FUCK I'M CUMMING ON YOU!"

John looked down at her pretty, little face as her hair swing back and forth with each thrust. Her eyes were closed. Her brow was knit into a furrow. Her nostrils were flared. Her mouth was open in a perpetual, silent scream as she held her breath and let the orgasm explode inside of her. When John felt the gush of her cum drenching his cock and the tight spasms in her pussy squeezing his aching dick, he knew he was close himself.

"Yes! Yes! Oh, Hannah, YES!" he groaned as he nailed her even harder.

The girls around him were gasping and whimpering with their own orgasms. The sound of Hannah's moans and the chorus of underage beauties backing her up sent John over the edge.

"YES! OH! YES! FUCK! FUUUUUUUUCCCKK!" John moaned as he felt his hot cum boil up from his balls and shoot into Hannah's pussy.

Hannah opened her eyes and looked at her lover as she felt his dick swell and spasm and felt the warm gush of jizz as he squirted into her.

"Daddy's cumming in her," Abby said, and she dropped to the floor as her knees gave out with her own orgasm washing over her.

John looked into Hannah's eyes as they panted together, her cunt gripping him over and over, his cock swelling with each spurt inside her. He wanted to tell her how much he loved her, but he could barely breathe, so he just gazed into her eyes, feeling all of the love and lust wash over him as his body tingled.

When he pulled out of Hannah, Amelia dropped to her knees and took his cock into her mouth, sucking the last few spurts of his cum out and cleaning him off. Penelope went down on Hannah and slurped at her messy cunt. But neither Amelia nor Penelope swallowed the cum they cleaned up. Amelia went to Jillian and spit John's seed into the doctor's mouth. Jillian swallowed John's cum and Amelia's spit, savoring the taste of the man she wished she could fuck.

Penelope took her mouthful to Madison. John watched as Madison's eyes rolled back into her head at the taste of her new daddy's cum. But she didn't swallow either. She spit into Becky's mouth. The girls continued to snowball each other, the wad of cum and spit growing with each exchange until only little Abby was left. Tansy held the nine-year-old by her jaw as she hovered over the child's face and let the cum drool out of her and onto Abby's waiting tongue.

"You're the last one, Abby," Madison told her. "You get to swallow it."

Abby looked up at Madison with her lips closed tight and her cheeks puffed out at the load in her mouth. She closed her little eyes as she gulped it down, then she opened her mouth and showed John her tongue before she smiled at him.

"That was beautiful, girls," John told them.

"Not as beautiful as you fucking the shit out of Hannah's pussy," Becky exclaimed.

John lifted Hannah up and pulled her into his arms.

"Thank you," he whispered into her hair as he kissed her on top of the head.

"No, thank you," she replied into his chest as he held her tightly against him.

"Was it worth the wait?" Jillian asked.

"Fuck yes!" John and Hannah replied together.

He looked down at her, and she looked up at him, and they laughed together.