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 A New Daddy For Lizzy: Chapter 4 (Fg, Mg, med, inc, beast) By Aden East
   The following story is erotic in nature and should not be viewed by
anyone under 18, or those who are offended by such material.
   Lizzy had been through a lot lately.  She had moved to a new place,
gained a new family and started a new school.  All of these things brought
new challenges for the twelve year old, and some of them were hard to deal
with, but nothing in her new life was as scary as the things her stepfather
did to her.  When she was bad he spanked her, and when they were alone
together he fucked her.  So when she got her period for the first time she
wasn't sure if she should tell her mom, or the man who'd been coming inside
of her.  She decided to tell them together.
   The Satterfield family was sitting around the dinner table.  Lizzy
hadn't meant for this to be the moment when she told them the news, but she
was so worried she just couldn't keep it in anymore.
   "Mom, I, ah...  I have some news..."
   "That's nice, dear.  What is it?"
   "Well.  My p...  that is...  I got my period."
   "Eeewww!" Sarah Sue, the squeamish stepsister ran from the room.
   "Oh, Honey!  You're growing up so fast..." Lizzy's mom went on and on,
not noticing the look of fury and terror on her husband's face.  For the
rest of the evening Lizzy and her mom had a long talk about what it meant
to be a woman, and hygiene and boys.  By the time Lizzy finally went
upstairs to bed, she was one well informed young lady.
   Lizzy was sitting in Miss Meyer's second period Math when it dawned on
her that while "her time of the month" was here, her step dad was not. 
There were no late-night visits to Lizzy's room..  She was beginning to
think that maybe Daddy wouldn't be doing those things to her anymore.  A
whole week had gone by and he hadn't touched her.  A voice over the
classroom intercom brought her to attention.
   "Miss Meyer?  Can you send Elizabeth Satterfield to the office please."
   Lizzy gathered up her books and made her way to the office.  She stopped
short when she saw her Stepfather chatting with the office secretary.
   "Let's go, Lizzy.  You have an appointment with your doctor today." Her
step dad ushered her out of the school and into his car.
   "I'm not sick.  I feel fine."
   "Oh, you're going to have a checkup.  It's been a while, and with all
the changes your body is going through, I thought it would be a good idea
for you to have a physical.  By the way, have you stopped bleeding?"
   "Ah." She blushed.  "Yeah."
   "Good.  When did you stop?"
   "Two days ago.  Why?"
   He ignored her question, coming to a stop at a red light.
   "This isn't the way to Doctor Burrton's office.  You were supposed
to..."
   "You're not seeing Doctor Burrton today, Lizzy.  You're going to see
Doctor Petersen."
   The light turned green and they drove on for a few minutes more,
eventually turning into the parking lot of a small brick building.  Lizzy
read the sign as her stepfather parked the car.
   "Dr.  Maria Petersen: Family Practice.  Why do they call it practice? 
Shouldn`t they have gotten all the practice they need before they start
sticking those popsicle stick things down your throat?"
   They walked into the front waiting room.  One wall was dominated by
shelves of books and toys, the opposite wall had one wide door and a large
glassless window framing a pretty nurse sitting at a desk.  There were
chairs and sofas everywhere, and her stepfather indicated a purple one near
the nurse's window.  "Sit over there while I check you in, Lizzy."
   The nurse had a sunny smile.  "Hi there, who is your appointment for
today?"
   "Robert and Lizzy Satterfield.  I ah, I was referred by Craig Smith."
   "Oh.  I see.  Well, have a seat, Mister Satterfield and I'll let Doctor
Petersen know you're here."
   Lizzy thought it was a little odd that there was no one else in the
waiting room.  A few minutes later a woman and her toddler came out, said
goodbye to the nurse behind the desk and left.  A different nurse, wearing
bright pink scrubs poked her head out of the door and called their names,
then led them to an exam room in the back.
   "Okay Lizzy, your Dad is going to come with me.  You get undressed. 
Take off all of your clothes and put the gown on with the opening in the
front.  Doctor Petersen will be in shortly.
   After the door closed behind them, Lizzy looked around.  There was an
exam table in the middle of the room, with that weird tissue paper stuff on
it.  A wall to the left had a door and a counter to the right of the door
held jars and boxes filled with rubber gloves, tongue depressors, and
thermometers.  A tube of something called K.Y.  was resting along side the
sink.  To the right there was a huge mirror and a couple of chairs, and
against the far wall there was a desk with forms and folders on it.
   Lizzy quickly undressed and put the thin gown on, folding her school
uniform and leaving it on the chair.  It was only a moment later when the
door to the exam room opened.
   Mr.  Satterfield sat comfortably in the tiny room behind the mirror. 
Dr. Petersen's nurse explained he wasn't allowed to stay in the exam room,
but brought him to the observation room instead.  He watched through the
two-way mirror as the doctor introduced herself to Lizzy.
   "Hi there, Lizzy.  I'm Doctor Petersen.  Why don't you hop up on the
table while we have a little chat.  I've got some questions to ask that
might be a little embarrassing, but it's very important for you to be
honest with me, no matter what, okay?"
   Lizzy sat on the edge of the exam table, a little uncomfortable in just
the thin gown.  "Okay, I'll be honest." If she were really honest she'd
tell Dr.  Petersen that she was beautiful.  Lizzy admired her trim form
under the black pencil skirt and green sweater that hugged her curves. 
Lizzy was thinking she'd like to have breasts like those some day... 
perfectly shaped and not too small.  But no, Lizzy wasn't about to be that
honest.
   The doctor took a few forms off the desk and slid them onto a clipboard,
then sat in the chair and rolled over in front of Lizzy.
   "Okay then.  When was your first period?"
   "Uh.  Last week."
   "And how long did it last?" The doctor made notes of Lizzy's answers.
   "Four days.  No, four and a half."
   "Okay, good.  Did you bleed heavily, or was it light?"
   "I guess light."
   "And did you experience any PMS symptoms?"
   "No."
   "Do you masturbate?"
   "Ah." Lizzy blushed bright red.  "No."
   "You are sexually active?"
   "No.  Well.  I guess."
   "Have you had sex?"
   "Yes." Her head hung in shame.
   "It's okay, Lizzy.  I have lots of patients that are your age who are
sexually active.  I specialize in families like yours.  How many partners
have you had?"
   "One."
   "Just your dad, then?"
   "Step dad.  Yeah."
   "Do you orgasm with only penetration?"
   "What?"
   "When you orgasm is it from clitoral stimulation, or just from the
thrusting motions of the penis?"
   "I...  err..  It was only once and he was rubbing my..."
   "Okay, dear.  That's fine.  How many days before your period was your
last sexual encounter, and did he ejaculate inside of you?"
   "I started like 20 minutes after he was finished..  He..  Yeah he..  It
was inside me."
   "Okay.  Well before I examine you, I'd like you to take a pregnancy
test." She rolled over and took a plastic cup off of the counter, and
handed it to Lizzy.  "You just go through that door over there and pee into
the cup for me.  There are some wipes in there to clean yourself with
afterward."
   Lizzy's head was spinning.  A pregnancy test?  All she could think as
she sat down on the toilet was "Please don't be pregnant, please please
please don't be pregnant!"
   After three full minutes The doctor knocked on the door to the bathroom.
"Lizzy?  You having trouble?"
   "Uh.  Yeah a little..."
   The doctor came in and knelt in front of Lizzy.  "Here, let me help with
that." She took the cup from Lizzy and used her thumb and index finger to
spread Lizzy's slit open, then held the cup in place.
   "Okay, go ahead and pee for me now."
   Embarrassment kept Lizzy's bladder shy for a minute, but eventually she
filled the little plastic cup.  The doctor set it on the back of the toilet
and dabbed Lizzy dry with a wad of paper, then used a moist wipe to make
sure she was clean.
   "Okay, back on the table while I test this."
   Lizzy was distraught.  She didn't want to be pregnant!  What would her
mom think?  Would she hate Lizzy?  Would she send Lizzy away, or get
another divorce?  She heard a flush come from the bathroom, then the sink
running and the doctor came back in smiling.
   "It was negative.  I knew it would be, but your father requested we put
you on the pill today, and I'm required to test for pregnancy before I can
prescribe birth control."
   Overwhelmed by curiosity, Lizzy asked "Did you say you know lots of
families like mine?"
   "Of course, Lizzy.  It's perfectly healthy for you and your father to
enjoy a physical relationship as long as you're careful and on the pill. 
Now lay down with your feet in the stirrups.  I'll start with the breast
exam."
   Lizzy didn't really think she had much to examine, but she did as she
was told anyway.  The doctor opened her thin hospital gown and gently
lifted Lizzy's arms up over her head.  Lizzy's chest was pretty flat, but
the doctor used her fingertips to gently massage her small breast in
concentric circles, finishing at the nipple.  The examination was repeated
on her other breast, but this time the doctor's hands lingered, tweaking
Lizzy's nipple until it was erect.
   Doctor Petersen's hands were warm and soft as they trailed down Lizzy's
ribcage, stopping on her abdomen.  She pressed firmly here and there on
Lizzy's tummy.
   "Any pain or discomfort?"
   "Nope."
   "Okay, good.  Now I'm going to examine your vaginal area.  I want you to
place your feet in the stirrups there, scoot your bottom all the way down
to the edge of the table and spread your knees for me."
   Lizzy was pretty uncomfortable like this.  She felt exposed like never
before, and a blush crept into her cheeks.  Doctor Petersen slid her hands
into a pair of latex gloves, then stepped between Lizzy's legs.  She softly
pinched Lizzy's outer pussy lips between her gloved fingers, rubbing them
together, then separated the labia and pressed a finger firmly against
Lizzy's urethra, rubbing softly.  It tingled.
   "Does it ever hurt when you pee?"
   "No..  not that I can remember."
   The doctor pulled a tube of lubricant out of her white coat pocket and
applied some to her fingers.  It was cold and slippery as she rubbed it
along the little girl's slit.
   "I'm going to insert a finger now, Lizzy." The pretty doctor slowly
slipped her finger into the child's opening.  "Is that okay?  Any pain?"
   "No, it doesn't hurt, it just feels...  weird."
   The doctor's finger pressed down along Lizzy's canal, then twisted and
pressed upwards, sliding out.  The latex gloves made an almost crinkly
noise as the doctor manipulated her sex, rubbing her lips and spreading her
open wider.
   "Does your clitoris respond normally to stimulation, Lizzy?"
   "I..  don't know..?"
   The doctor's thumb was pressed firmly against her clit now, moving
slowly from left to right.  After a few moments Dr.  Petersen pulled back
her clitoral hood.
   "It doesn't appear to be as enlarged as it should be after that much
stimulation.  Does it hurt at all when I do this?" She rubbed the tiny nub
again.
   "No, it doesn't hurt..  It feels..  Tickly."
   "One moment please."
   The doctor removed her gloves, tossing them into the trashcan.  She
rummaged through a drawer under the sink and came back holding a strange
looking device.  It was a hard plastic tube with a small rubber hose
connecting it to a round rubber ball.
   "You're going to feel a lot of pressure in a minute, but I want you to
let me know if it hurts, or if it feels good, okay?"
   "Okay." Lizzy was starting to get a little scared as the doctor applied
more slippery gel around her clitoris.  The open end of the plastic tube
was nestled around her little bud, and the doctor started squeezing the
rubber ball on the other end of the hose.
   Lizzy figured it was some kind of vacuum pump, because after the doctor
started squeezing, there was all of this pressure building up in the tube
around her clit.  She could feel suction on her flesh, and then there was
this warm pulsing sensation.
   "Does it feel different, Lizzy?"
   "Yes, it...  it feels sort of good."
   "Okay." A few more pumps.  "And now?"
   "Oh.  That.  Hmmm." Lizzy couldn't think.  All the blood was rushing to
her genitals.  The doctor stopped pumping and turned a small valve on the
end of the hose, removing the hose with the tube remaining on Lizzy's clit.
   "Now Lizzy, I'm going to insert my finger into your vagina again, okay?"
   "Uh.  M'kay."
   The doctor's un-gloved finger slid between her lips and into her.  Lizzy
squirmed on the exam table, wishing the doctor would take the pressure off
of her clit.  It was getting so tingly she couldn't stay still.  Lizzy
squirmed and whimpered, the pressure building from inside her as the
doctors finger was repeatedly inserted and removed.
   "Lizzy, I want you to try and relax, okay?"
   "Uh...  uh...  `kay."
   Doctor Petersen took hold of the little clear tube that held Lizzy's
clit hostage.  She wiggled it slightly back and forth, her finger mimicking
the movement inside of Lizzy's tight little hole.  Suddenly with a loud cry
Lizzy thrust her hips upwards, impaling herself on the doctor's finger as
spasms of delight moved through her body.  The pressure on her now engorged
clitoris was too much and she slammed her legs closed over the doctor's
hand.
   Withdrawing her finger, the doctor forced Lizzy's legs open again,
opening the valve on the suction tube to remove it from the little girl's
sensitized nub.  She brought the apparatus over to the sink and washed it
as well as her hands while Lizzy got her breathing under control.
   "Okay, you seem to be a very healthy young lady." Doctor Petersen used a
paper towel to wipe the lube off of Lizzy.  "You can go ahead and get
dressed while I go get your prescription."
   Dr.  Petersen left Lizzy in the exam room and, passing the nurse in the
hallway she asked for Lizzy's stepfather to be brought to her office.
   "Have a seat, Mister Satterfield.  We have just a few forms to fill
out."
   Robert Satterfield sat across from the pretty doctor, his pants a little
tight after watching her examination of Lizzy.  The doctor handed him a pen
and slid a form over to him.
   "This is the confidentiality agreement.  It states that both parties
agree, under legal penalties, not to disclose any information regarding the
treatment of your daughter or any occurrences in this office."
   He scanned the form quickly and scrawled his name across the bottom. 
Doctor Petersen added the form to Lizzy's folder and handed him another.
   "This is the detailed reproductive health treatment plan we discussed
over the phone.  It indicates a once-monthly visit, prescription birth
control, as well as one free emergency visit to my office each quarter. 
You just need to initial the bottom." And another form.  "This one allows
Lizzy's previous physician to transfer her medical records to my office,
and allows me to take over her general care.  Did you have any questions
for me?"
   "Will there be any side effects once she starts taking the pill?"
   "There shouldn't be, no.  But if she experiences any, just give my
office a call."
   "How long does she take them before they take effect?"
   "I would give it a week just to be safe."
   "Okay.  Thank you so much."
   "You can return to the waiting room to wait for your daughter."
   Pulling a small, oval plastic case from a locked drawer in her desk, the
doctor left the office and headed back to the exam room.  Lizzy was dressed
and sitting in one of the chairs, her feet dangling off the floor.
   "So, Lizzy, these are for you." She handed the girl her new pills.  "You
take one a day before breakfast, and if you miss a pill you take two the
next morning."
   "Okay.  These will make it so I can't get pregnant, right?"
   "That's right."
   "Does that mean he's gonna keep...  you know?"
   "Ejaculating inside of you?  Yes, it does."
   "But I don't like when he does.  I don't like when he touches me."
   "Elizabeth, your father loves you very much, and he wants you to enjoy
his affection.  I think if you learn to orgasm on your own, your body will
be more responsive to his touch."
   "I don't know."
   "Well you should at least try, yes?"
   "I'm not sure how."
   "Masturbate.  I recommend at least three times a week."
   "I've never...  that is I don't really know...  how."
   "Well dear, you have to experiment to find out what you like.  Take a
hot bath and explore your body.  At your next appointment I can answer any
lingering questions."
   "Okay."
   "Your stepfather is waiting for you out front."
   Lizzy left the exam room, coming down the hallway just as her stepfather
was scheduling her next appointment with the nurse out front.  Lizzy felt
so strange, almost like she was having an out of body experience. 
Everything seemed detached as they got in the car and drove home.
   "I'm not going back to school today?"
   "There's no point in that, Lizzy, there's only about an hour left
anyway."
   "Oh.  Well, won't Sarah Sue wonder where I am?  We walk home together in
the afternoons."
   "Don't worry about Sarah Sue, she knows she'll be walking home alone
today."
   His hands snaked around her waist.  They were hardly in the back door
and already his pants were bulging with fatherly affection.
   "I guess I'll just go upstairs and..."
   He picked her up and deposited her on the edge of the kitchen table.  In
one swift move he flipped up her skirt and pulled her panties down to where
they dangled off her right ankle.  Dropping to his knees on the kitchen
floor, he buried his face between her warm thighs, ravishing her with his
tongue.
   Lizzy whimpered as his hot mouth worked over her clit.  His tongue was
everywhere at once, and his breath rasping out made him sound like a feral
dog, growling low in his throat while he tasted her.  One of his thick
fingers wiggled its way into her cunny.
   "Please don't!  No!"
   "You don't want Daddy to make you feel good?" His finger stopped moving
inside of her.
   "It doesn't feel good, please stop!"
   "Fine." He withdrew from her body, watching as she slid from the table
and pulled her underwear up.  She tried to hide her burning cheeks from him
as she walked towards the living room.
   "Elizabeth."
   "Yes?" She didn't dare look at him.
   "Go into my study and wait for me."
   Lizzy's hands were shaking as she entered her stepfather's study.  She
wasn't sure what he had planned, but knew it wasn't something she'd like.
When he walked in he had Sarah Sue's chocolate lab puppy Rexy by the
collar.
   "Lizzy, take off your panties and your skirt."
   "What?  Why!?"
   "Just do as Daddy says!"
   She couldn't wrap her mind around the situation, but knowing how brutal
a spanking could come from his hand, Lizzy did as he said and removed the
garments.
   "Now go sit over there with your legs apart." He indicated the low sofa
along the wall.
   She hesitated.
   "Elizabeth so help me if you don't move right now I'll beat your little
bottom black and blue!"
   Lizzy jolted, then flung herself onto the sofa, knees slightly apart. 
Her stepfather came over and shoved her legs open, then opened a small
bottle of fruity smelling oil, dumping some into his hand and rubbing it
over her exposed sex.
   The dog, Rexy, apparently liked the smell of the oil, because he
immediately shoved his cold nose into Lizzy's crotch.
   "EEEK!  What is he doing!?" She tried to shove the dog away.
   "If you don't like it when Daddy licks your cunny, we'll just let Rexy
do it."
   She was shocked.  Was he serious?  Lizzy tried again to shove the dog
away, but this time her stepfather grabbed her hands.  He sat beside her on
the sofa and held her wrists tight.
   "Shh, Lizzy.  Let him lick you."
   She whimpered in shame as the dog's rough tongue lapped at her pussy. 
Rexy's nose was cold against her skin as his warm tongue flattened itself
against her, occasionally grazing her clit.  Her cheeks grew red and she
tried to squirm away, but her stepfather held her in place.
   "Does it feel good, Lizzy?" She could feel his breath on her ear.
   "No!  Please make him stop!"
   "Would you rather have Daddy lick your cunny instead?"
   "Yes!  Make him STOP!" She bucked and thrashed but the dog was
persistent.
   "Tell Daddy who you want to eat your little pussy."
   "You, Daddy.  Please." Tears of embarrassment and shame streaked down
her cheeks.
   "Me what, Lizzy?"
   "I want you to lick me..  There.."
   "Where?"
   "My cunny."
   "Hmmm?"
   "Daddy, please I want you to lick my cunny."
   "Oh, Lizzy.  I wouldn't lick you after the dog had his tongue on you."
   He let go of her and grabbed the dog by the collar, giving Rexy a treat
and letting him outside.  Lizzy sprang up from the sofa crying, and ran
towards the stairs.
   "Elizabeth get back here, I'm not done with you."
   She stopped, one foot on the bottom stair.
   "Get back here.  NOW!"
   The tears didn't stop as Lizzy walked back into her stepfather's study.
   "Close the door behind you and come here."
   She closed the door and walked over to where he sat like a king in his
high-backed leather desk chair.  He pointed to the floor, indicating she
should kneel at his feet, while he unzipped his slacks.  Lizzy kept her
eyes trained on the carpet as he freed his erection.
   "Now be a good girl, Lizzy." His hand moved to the back of her head,
pulling her lips firmly onto his cock.  She closed her eyes and started
sucking while his hands pushed her mouth up and down over his thick rod. 
As the head of his cock slid down her throat, Lizzy couldn't help but
wonder how this devious man ever tricked a whole congregation into thinking
he was a man of God.  She was pretty sure there was something in the bible
that forbid men from forcing their stepdaughters to suck their cocks... 
wasn't there?
   Her lips were stretched taut around his member, the insides of her
cheeks grazing against his man-flesh.  He was breathing heavy, his hands
firm on the back of her head while she bobbed up and down on him, sucking
hard, hoping it would end quickly.
   "Mmm, keep sucking, sweetheart."
   He crossed his fingers behind his head, the leather creaking as he
leaned back in his chair.  Lizzy had to move forward a little to
accommodate this new angle, or choke on his cock.  One of her hands rested
on his thigh, the other wrapped around the base of his cock as she fucked
him with her mouth.
   He sighed a little, watching the back of Lizzy's pretty head moving up
and down on his crotch.  Her lips were soft as they slid over him, and he
loved the way she swallowed each time the head of his cock moved to the
back of her throat.  Soon his balls tightened, and Lizzy could feel the
pulsing of blood through his flesh as, with a loud roar, his cum erupted
into her mouth.  Shot after shot of hot jizz slid down Lizzy's throat.  She
tried to pull her mouth away but he held her firmly in place, his whole
cock in her mouth while he finished cumming.
   When finally the last bit of cum dribbled out he pulled her face off his
member and let her go.  She grabbed her skirt and panties off the floor and
ran out of the room and up the stairs.
   With a grin Lizzy's stepfather put his flaccid cock away and flipped on
the computer.  Once the machine was booted up he surfed over to his
favorite search engine and typed in "specialized dog training" It seemed
Rexy was going to be learning some new skills.
   [ continued in chapter 5 ]
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   Please Note:
   This Author does not condone any situation or occurrence in which a
child is abused or harmed in any way.  All stories by Aden East are a work
of fiction and any characters contained herein are completely fictitious.
Any resemblance to persons alive or deceased is completely coincidental.
  
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