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 TITLE: Dirty Hands
Author:Ophelia's Fever
   Word Count: 1901 2017
   Contact me at: opheliasfever(at)gmail.com
Codes:Mg, bd, ped, anal, humil, inc, span
   Summary: What happens to little girls who can't keep their hands to
themselves?
   Disclaimer: This is a literary work intended for adult (18+) audiences.
By reading my story you consent to the understanding that this is a work of
fiction for adults.  All characters are a figment of my imagination for
entertainment purposes only.
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   2pm was still a safe time to play.  Daddy was far away at work and the
day was too long for a rambunctious, horny little girl.  She knew that she
had to ask permission before playing with her kitty, but she was tired, was
preparing for a nap and thought, "What Daddy doesn't know won't hurt him!"
   Lying on her twin bed she pulled up her little girl dress, delighting in
the feel of lace on bare skin she then hooked a finger to pull down her
fairy princess panties, exposing a puffy, bald pussy underneath, shivering
slightly at such a hot piece exposed to cool air.  A pussy that would soon
regret it's hunger and willfulness.
   Little girl slid her small hand down past her rumpled up dress, down
past her soft tummy to briefly rest on her little girl mound.  She had a
moment of hesitation, "shouldn't I ask Daddy?” she thought, imagining
his disapproval at her bold attempt but her pussy was much more persuasive,
"Come here, little darling, and play with me" it quivered, hungry and
sweetly manipulative.  A pussy that wanted what it wanted and did not care
about consequence.
   Little girl was unsurprised at the moisture she found as she slid her
finger along her fold, plunging in deeply to feel her own heat, then up to
her button, rubbing it in a well known and established rhythm, she closed
her eyes and slipped a thumb in her mouth sucking fiercely while
concentrating on the waves of pleasure that washed over her.
   What she did not hear and did not see was her Daddy at the doorway of
her playroom, eyes agog--mouth open he was utterly shocked at the illicit
scene before him.  Daddy was very, very angry.  Daddy was as angry as
anyone would be when they saw their property being violated, property being
used without permission.
   Daddy did linger a moment, however, his cock thickening at the sight of
his little princess splayed out on her bed, fairy princess panties pushed
down her little thighs, flushed faced and eyes closed with a thumb suckled
between two bright pink lips, those lips mirrored on her bald sex being
furiously pummeled by her little fingers.  Daddy suppressed a groan of
desire for his little girl because Daddy was bent on reclaiming what is
his. "Having fun, are we?" He said calmly, now standing over his daughter's
little bed.
   Little girl's eyes flew open in a gasp, thumb popped out of mouth and
fingers now attempting to pull up panties, her kitty screaming in
frustration for the orgasm denied her, her flushed face now a full blush of
embarrassment and shame.  "Daddy!  You're home... what... what are you
doing home so early?" Little girl tried to sit up but Daddy pushed her back
down, then turned his back to her he silently went to the chest kept at the
foot of her twin bed.
   His daughter knew what that meant, that meant punishment and her
attempts at changing the subject suddenly turned to pleas, "Daddy, please
don't punish me.  I am sorry... so sorry!" She was quick to admit, hoping
to stave off what she guessed might be coming.
   Without another word Daddy brought out the cuffs and grabbed each wrist
of his now shaking, pleading little daughter, cuffing them up and hooking
them to corner straps on the bed and locking each cuff with a pink shaped
padlock.  His little darling was in for it now, and she was silent save for
the heaving of her chest.
   Daddy pushed her little girl dress up to her chest and roughly pulled
down and off her fairy princess panties, leaving her lacy socks and
maryjanes on he reached down to the chest to pull out the spreader bar,
made specifically for his daughter's spread eagle length and using matching
pink manacles attached each thin ankle to either end of the bar, admiring
the view of her glistening wet pussy weeping in frustration, quivering with
desire.  His daughter was silent for now, awaiting whatever punishment he
would mete out.
   Daddy left the room and was gone for a bit but his little girl could
hear him in the kitchen, rummaging around in there and her heart was
beating a thousand miles a minute imagining all of the horrible things he
might find, and use, on her.  When Daddy returned a few minutes later he
had in his hand a large bowl.  His daughter could not fathom what was in it
until he sat next to her on the bed.  Daddy lovingly stroked her red cheek
and gently asked, "Why are you in trouble, Punkin?"
   Deceived by his gentle tone and manner, his daughter grew bolder,
"Because I touched myself without permission, Daddy." she said, trying to
look her absolute cutest and adorablest and contrite as a little girl can
be.
   "That is correct.  Did you have permission, princess?" Daddy asked,
leaning in.
   "No, Daddy, I did not have permission." His daughter sounded off looking
absolutely certifiably sorry for any and every rule she has ever broken in
her short little life.
   "And what is the rule, darling?" Daddy simply asked.
   "Little girls are not allowed to touch their kitty without Daddy's
permission or presence." The sweet little girl chimed in.
   "Why is that?" Daddy almost whispered.
   "Because this kitty belongs to Daddy and she is Daddy's to please or
punish." His daughter recited by rote, obviously reciting a well known
maxim in the house and between them.
   "Yes, it is.  You have really hurt my feelings today, darling.  You know
now the only way you can redeem this disrespect is by hurting for me and
showing me by each single lash how very sorry you actually are." Daddy
tipped the bowl to show his daughter what was inside and she was puzzled by
the small mountain of ice cubes that lay therein.
   "You have very, very naughty, dirty hands, daughter.  Your fingers and
hands disobeyed a direct order and so they will be part of the lesson I
must teach you today." Daddy placed two ice cubes in each hand.  "You will
hold these until they melt, and when they melt you will ask me for more."
   Daddy's little princess looked almost smug at the what seemed at first,
dumb punishment, but as the seconds wound to minutes her little hands
screamed in pain and cold, her little finger tips turning blue, her arms
shaking, "Daddy, please!  This really hurts!  No more, Daddy!"
   I think your hot itchy fingers need to cool down.  This will help you
remember next time to curb your willful, disobedient nature, won't it,
darling?" His little girl was squirming on the bed, lifting up her hips in
discomfort and pain.
   Daddy watched as each of the icecubes melted and waited for her to ask.
She did not and so he prompted her, "What are you supposed to do when the
ice melts, baby?"
   Shaking, crying, at first defiant with an outthrust chin she melts into
the command like the ice itself, "Can....can I please have more ice,
Daddy?" spitting out each word in abject humiliation and defeat.
   "Aw, that is a good girl, thank you for following the rules." Daddy
said, placing fresh ice in each hand.  But her punishment was not over, not
by a long shot.  "While your hands cool down, your pussy also needs to be
punished because that hungry little cunt of yours did not earn any pleasure
today."
   Daddy stood up and slowly unbuckled his belt, pulling it through each
loop on his pants he held both ends and positioned himself between her
spread eagle thighs.  "Oh wait, I almost forgot." He reached down into the
chest and pulled out his daughter's little pacie, plugging up her frowning
little mouth, he took a moment to enjoy the exceedingly delightful view of
his little baby; then without preamble he began to whip her bald little
cunt.
   His little princess moaned loudly beneath her pacie, her thighs were
attempting to close themselves around her red raw pussy but she was unable
to, the spreader bar helping his baby to accept her punishment.  Daddy set
to, whipping her puffy little pussy until it was red and welted, only
stopping to replace the ice in each hand, delighting in the blue of her
fingers and the hot red glow of her well spanked pussy.  Each time the belt
connected with her puffy lips she yelped and groaned behind her pacie, her
eyes brimming with tears.  Tears of true contrition.
   Daddy's dick was hard and aching, begging to be buried in his daughter's
sweet cunt but he knew that little bitch did not deserve to feel his dick
in her greedy pussy, but since pleasure is his right, he knew exactly what
to do.
   "Don't.  You.  Ever.  Touch.  My.  Pussy.  Without.  Permission." he
gritted out, lashing her pussy between words.  Appraising the handiwork of
his well placed blows--her jutting clit, her puffy bald cunt, her upper
thighs a rash of welts-- he felt an undeniable love for his little one.  He
admired how beautiful she looked in her tears, how loved she was for her
submission and endurance.
   Daddy moved to the edge of the bed and unzipped his pants, freeing his
rock hard cock finally springing forth like a caged animal being let free.
His daughter asked once again for more ice through gritted teeth, and Daddy
replaced her ice one last time in each hand.  He then spit into his own and
using its lubrication began rubbing her asshole.
   He roughly stuck one, then two fingers inside his daughter's asshole,
feeling the muscle stretch and grab at them.  In the next breath, Daddy was
perched at his daughter's nether hole, forcing it in gently and fully he
watched as his little tiny girl shifted her hips to receive his girth.  Her
face a visage of pain and regret.
   With a groan he slipped all the way inside her and began using his
daughter's ass all the while continuing to spank her hungry, dripping wet
pussy with lashes.  His daughter was sobbing in earnest now, but she did
not lose her pacie.  He was sure she wanted to scream but was proud of her
for keeping her pacie in place.
   Daddy kept the rhythm hard and fast in his little girl's bottom, pumping
in and out of her little tushy while looking down at her naughty pussy, now
glowing bright red and emitting heat.  It did not take long for Daddy's
lust to build, hot spunk gurgling up from within his shaft like a geyser
and he yelled out, pumping his daughter's ass full of his hot cum.
   Daddy wanted to ensure that his little princess enjoyed no part of her
punishment and roughly pulled out, admiring the seeping cum from her little
bottom.  Daddy finally stood up and placed his now satisfied dick in his
pants.  He leaned down to kiss the forehead of his now completely cowed
daughter sweetly.
   "I want you to think about what you did wrong, honey.  Daddy forgives
you, little love, remember that pussy is mine." His daughter looked at him
in loving adoration, her cheeks stained with the tears of her submission.
He placed her favorite stuffie in the crook of her arm, walked out of her
room and turned out the light.
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Dirty Hands