Present for Eliza
by Daddy's Psychotic Demented Princess
( M/f, inc, zoo-f/dog)
In the shadows of the bed, he could see her curled up under the blankets. The small ribbon of light from the hallway revealed her soft, angelic face, unlined and unmarred as she slept. Quietly he shut he door behind him and stripped naked, leaving his clothes in a pile before lifting the blanket and sliding in bed behind her. Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her back against his chest, resting his cheek on top of her head, the soft fragrance of her hair filling his nose. "Daddy's home, baby." He whispered softly.
Stirring a bit she opened her eyes and looked back at him then smiled. Turning over, she snuggled up to his chest, draping one arm over his side. "Welcome home, Daddy." She said softly, her soft lilting little girl's voice still muzzy from sleep.
Stroking her long hair softly, he kissed her on the top of the head and held her close, feeling her body heat. "Daddy missed his baby girl." he said softly.
"I missed you too, Daddy." She mumbled through a jaw cracking yawn.
Stroking up and down her back softly he kissed her again, "Go back to sleep, honey, I know you're tired. Besides, my little girl needs to get her sleep 'cause Daddy has a big surprise for her in the morning."
"KK, Daddy." She mumbled into his chest, already more asleep than awake.
That answer alone told him how tired she was. Normally at the mention of a surprise she would have been wide awake, peppering him with questions. Soon her soft snores and mumbling caused him to drift off as well.
The next morning when he woke up he found her in the kitchen, still in her pink nightgown, eating breakfast, watching cartoons on TV. As usual she had made him a pot of coffee. After kissing her good morning he poured himself a cup and leaned against the counter, drinking it and watching her. She was no little girl, but she did very much resemble one, especially now, in the cartoon character nightie and with sleep-tousled hair. Even dressed she did. About 4'8" she had that small, tiny frame with the long, thin legs that reached up to nearly her chin, a flat bottom, still a bit of a tummy, and breasts that were still little more than buds. She had the biggest, clearest, baby blue eyes he had ever seen, and masses of softly curled deep brown hair, a small pert nose in a soft oval face. Combine it all and you would have thought she was still a little kid. She was his baby girl, no matter how old she was.
Until she was three years old he hadn't even known he had a child. For about six months he and her mother, Silver, had an off and on, very volatile relationship that had ended abruptly after a huge screaming match about her wild ways. He put her behind him and moved on from there. Then, three years later, out of the blue Silver's mother had called him. She then told him that he had a three year old daughter named Eliza. She felt guilty that her daughter had never told him and felt he had a right to know. After that, until the older lady passed away and he moved out of the country, a couple times a year he was able to see the beautiful little girl. She was never told who he was; just that he was a friend of her grandmother's. They had both thought it best, lest it get back to her mother. But those couple of days a year finally ended and business forced him to move out of the country. Often after that he regretted not filing court papers to get visitation rights.
Then, a little over a year ago, he got a phone call out of the blue from Silver. She not only confirmed him that he had a child but that she wanted him to come get her and that she would sign custody over to him. She then proceeded to tell him that she was unmanageable and out of control and with her being in a new marriage she couldn't take anymore. It was either him come and get her or she would give custody of her to the state as an unmanageable child - his choice.
That was no choice at all as far as he was concerned. As quick as he could he flew back to the states to rescue his child. Once he got there he made sure his lawyer took care of everything so Silver couldn't come back later with some cock and bull story and take Eliza back. After DNA tests were done and all papers were signed, Eliza was finally brought to his hotel room with all her stuff. What he saw shocked and infuriated him.
No longer bright-eyed and rosy-cheeked, Elizas' beautiful baby blue eyes had a haunted look to them, she was quiet and withdrawn. She was skittish and couldn't look at him. After Silver and her current husband left, all Eliza would do was sit in the arm chair and stare out the window, saying nothing when he tried to talk to her.
As a matter of fact, the whole time they were in the states all he heard from her was, "OK", "yes", or "no". They had been back at his place for almost a month before he heard her say a complete sentence. It took a few months after that for her to trust him enough to open up about how bad life had been with her mother.
He was furious with Silver! His daughter's life had been nothing but a succession of moves from town to town. She couldn't remember staying in one place long enough to finish an entire year in one school. With each move came a whole new set of boyfriends for her mother, most of which had been abusive to Silver or Eliza or both. She never came right out and SAID sexual abuse, but the way she talked he suspected that. Then her mother had discovered drugs. After them, her mother became physically and emotionally abusive. She was sent to stay with her grandmother for long periods of time until the old lady died. At least she had been happy there and it had been stable.
Once back with her mom, things deteriorated rapidly. Silver had discovered crack and was too busy chasing the dragon to have much time for her daughter. It wasn't uncommon, after that, for there to be no food or clean clothes.
Then came Raymond, her mom's new husband. Silver had latched onto him because he was a big time drug dealer. He and Eliza had hated each other from the get-go, so he had put the ultimatum to Silver that it was him or Eliza. The choice was obvious to him from the phone call.
Once she was home with him, he lavished all the time and attention on her he could, partially because he adored having her around, but it was partially out of guilt at not having been there to put an end to all of it earlier. He did everything he could to make a wonderful life for her. Then something happened.
It had been one of those dark, blustery nights that always seemed to make him feel especially tired, so he had gone to bed early and almost immediately fell into a deep sleep. Sometime in the early morning hours he felt someone crawl into bed behind him and a hand slid into his crotch and gripped his shaft.
At first he thought nothing of it, thinking it was part of the erotic dream he had been having. But when he heard Eliza's soft voice in his ear his eyes flew open and he yanked her hand away from his hard dick. Rolling over he looked at her, startled. She was lying there, naked, looking at him. "Something wrong, Daddy?" she asked in that soft, child's voice of hers.
"You aren't supposed to be touching Daddy like this, Baby Girl. It isn't right." He said, still holding onto her hand, reaching out to stroke her hair.
"But Daddy!" she protested softly, "I want to thank you for all you've done and make you feel good. Don't you want me to do that?"
Leaning forward and kissing her softly on the forehead he smiled down at her. "Honey, you don't have to thank me, it's a Daddy's job to do what I did. And all I want from you is for you to be Daddy's little girl. Just what you are, that's all."
Looking up at him with those big eyes of her she said, breathlessly, "I can do that! I can be your little girl! I can dress in little girl's clothes and be a little girl. You can even put diapers on me, if you want."
Her hand then snaked back down into his crotch and grabbed his turgid cock. Looking deep into his eyes she whispered softly, "Please Daddy. I want to feel this inside me, please!"
He hadn't thought about her in a sexual manner before, but now he wanted her, badly! Whatever resolve he had left evaporated when he looked into those eyes. So he had sex with her, making sure to give her pleasure beyond anything she had ever felt before.
The next day she dressed up in her youngest clothes and started to act like a younger girl. He had protested that she didn't have to, but she had insisted. So she had become Daddy's little girl. When they were home alone she wore little girl's clothes and sometimes even diapers. He learned later on from her that this made her feel safe and protected, taking her back past the time when all the trouble in her life had started. He had to admit it was exciting the hell out of him as well.
He quickly learned there was very little she wouldn't do or try at least once - a perfect sexual partner for his kinky ways. If it was a bit off-center, he liked it or wanted to try it. The role play he did with her was very satisfying. She loved for him to "punish" or "make" her do things. He loved that.
They had finally gotten to the point they were now: when he wasn't working or she wasn't in school he was her naughty, dirty Daddy and she was his naughty, dirty little girl. Lately they had been going into some different areas, sexually. But his interests had turned to the realm of bestiality. It had actually become an overwhelming obsession for him. The thought of seeing her with a dog turned him on to no end. So he had come up with a way to ease her into it. He knew she would do it willingly but it was a shocking subject.
When she was done eating and had gotten dressed she came back out and planted herself in his lap, looking up at him. "Now, what was this about a surprise, Daddy?"
Kissing her on the cheek he picked her up and sat her in the chair beside his. "Wait right here and I'll go get it." He kissed her softly again before disappearing outside.
Impatiently waiting, she swung her legs back and forth watching the door.
In a few minutes he poked his head back in the door, "Shut your eyes and keep them shut."
Sighing dramatically she did, saying "Yes Daddy." in an exasperated voice.
Quiet as he could, he walked the surprise over to her and knelt down before the chair. Then taking her hand he put it on the head of the massive dog he was holding on to. "Meet Murphy, honey."
Her eyes flew open and she let out a squeal of delight when she saw the massive brindle colored Great Dane. Immediately she fell onto her knees beside the dog and wrapped her arms around its neck and started to stroke up and down its back. "Daddy! You got me a doggy! Thank you! Thank You! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thankyou thankyou thankyou!"
Kneeling down beside her, he rubbed up and down her back with one hand and petted the dog's massive head with the other. "You're very welcome, honey. Now, Murphy is a very special doggy with some very special training."
Those baby blue eyes widened and she looked at him. "What kind of training?"
Smiling at her, "You'll find out soon, honey. For now, why don't you just spend time getting to know your new friend?"
Giving him a deep and passionate kiss then muttered another enthusiastic, "Thank you!" and she started to show Murphy around the house.
She spent the rest of the day playing with her new friend, and that night begged to let him sleep in the bed with them. With a chuckled he agreed so Murphy made himself at home at the foot of their bed.
Over the next few days she spent most of her waking moments with Murphy. By the end of the week she and he were inseparable buddies, going everywhere together.
By the following week he felt she had become sufficiently comfortable with Murphy to introduce her to what he wanted, so when she came home from school Monday afternoon he was sitting in front of the computer watching some of the movies he had downloaded. As usual she gave him a peck on the cheek then went to her bedroom to get changed and do her homework.
When she finally emerged she was dressed in one of her little girl outfits. She slid into his lap and lay against his chest, her head resting on his shoulder. "What ya' watching Daddy?"
Wrapping one arm around her, he held her to his chest and kissed her on top of the head. "Just some new movies I downloaded. Want to watch them with me, honey?"
"Sure Daddy!" she said excitedly, pressing tighter to his chest, eyes trained on the monitor.
Quickly, he loaded up the next movie in the media player and started it, then leaned back in his chair and held her closer to his chest, gently rubbing her bottom. He had seen this one several times before, it was really good and very high quality. It was also a great movie to introduce her to it. As the movie rolled on he didn't watch it, his gaze was trained on her, trying to gauge her reaction to it.
As the movie progressed, her eyes grew wider and wider, an astonished look on her face. The more explicit the sex became the more she started to fidget around on his lap.
When it was over he didn't start another one, just held her close. "What did you think, honey? Did you like that?"
Lowering her eyes she bit her bottom lip and nodded a bit.
Kissing her on top of the head he stroked up and down her back softly, "Did watching it excite you?"
Not looking up at him, so he couldn't see the blush, she nodded again then said very softly, "Yeah it did, Daddy. A lot, actually."
Smiling he said, "That's my girl!" Picking her up a bit he turned her around so that she was sitting on his knees, facing him. Putting a finger under her chin he tilted her head up to where she was looking at him. Smiling softly he asked, "Do you think you would like to let a doggy fuck you, honey? Or wouldn't you like that?"
Thinking for a few minutes she stared off over his shoulder, chewing on the inside of her cheek, thoughtfully before looking back at him. Softly she said, "I think I might like to try it. If we did try it and I didn't like it, we could always stop right?"
Stroking the side of her face softly, he smiled at her, "Of course, honey! If you don't like it and want to stop, it will stop. I will NEVER, EVER force you to do something you really don't want to do, OK?"
Giving him one of her brilliant smiles, the one that made her eyes light up and sparkle, she nodded, "OK Daddy."
Kissing her softly he reached down and stroked her bottom softly again. "Daddy would VERY much like to see you play with a doggy."
Blushing again, she giggled nervously and looked at him.
"Do you remember me telling you that Murphy had some very special training?"
Nodding thoughtfully, she gazed at him wide-eyed.
"Well," he said, leaning back further in the chair, "from the time he was a puppy, Murphy was trained to have sex with people. He's done it many times before and has been taught to do stuff or stop on command.
"Knowing all of that, would you like to try and let Murphy fuck you?"
Licking her lips nervously she fidgeted around a little bit on his knees then muttered a soft "Yes."
He could feel his knees get very hot where her crotch was resting on them and knew from past experience with her that it meant she had gotten very horny and wet. He held her tightly to him then stood up and carried her to their bedroom, kissing and cuddling on her the whole way.
Sitting her down lightly on the edge of the bed and kissing her softly on the forehead, he said, "Daddy's going to go get Murphy, so why don't you get undressed."
OK, Daddy." she said, giving him a quick peck on the cheek.
Quickly, shaking and shivering with excitement, he hurried to the backdoor and called Murphy in, and then led the big dog back to the bedroom.
When they got there, Eliza was already undressed and was lying propped up on the pillows. Murphy immediately jumped up on the bed and sat down by her, starting to lick her face.
Scratching between the dogs ears the way she had learned he liked, she looked over at him and licked her lips nervously. "What do I do, Daddy?"
Lying down beside her he stroked her hair and gave her a light kiss, "I'll show you honey, don't worry." Taking her free hand in his he led it down between her spread legs and rubbed it up and down a few times, collecting some of her juices on it. He then held her hand out to Murphy. The dog sniffed it then started to lick the juices off eagerly. Whispering in her ear he said, "This is so he gets the taste. He knows what we want him to do that way."
When he finished licking her hand, Murphy sat up and looked at them eagerly, licking his lips. Motioning for the dog to lay on its side, he and Eliza then sat down next to him. Taking her hand in his he led it down to the sheath that covered Murphy's cock. For a few minutes he let her touch and feel around, getting used to it before once more putting his hand over hers. He stroked it over the sheath until they reached the knot. After explaining what it was and what it was used for he led her hand right behind it and showed her how to stroke it.
It wasn't long before Murphy's cock was hard and starting to drip a bit. He lay there looking at them, large tongue lolled out the side of his mouth, panting heavily. She looked up at Daddy and grinned a bit, "He seems to like this."
Stroking her back a bit he said, "Of course he does. It probably feels pretty good. Why don't you take his cock in your mouth and suck on it like you do Daddy's? I bet he would like that a lot."
Looking back and forth between him and Murphy, her tongue tracing circles along the inside of her cheek, she thought. Then she looked back up at him. "Will it taste nasty?"
Shaking his head he rubbed her slightly pooched out bottom. "No, it won't. It will taste different, but not bad."
Thinking for a minute more, she then nodded. "OK, I will." She leaned down and took the tip of the dog's cock in her mouth and started to suck on it. After doing it for a couple of minutes she pulled her mouth off and looked up at him, licking her lips. "It tastes WEIRD but not bad."
Rubbing her bottom more he smiled, "That's my girl!"
After smiling at him she lowered her mouth back down onto Murphy's cock as far as she could and went back to sucking on it. She continued on until the dog was snuffling and whimpering loudly.
He let this continue for a while before patting her bottom, "I think that's enough of that, honey."
She pulled her mouth off and sat back on her heels, wiping her mouth off with the back of her hand, gazing up at him with her big eyes. Murphy lifted his hind leg and started to lick his still-engorged and swollen cock.
Leaning forward, he wrapped his arm around her thin shoulders and kissed her tenderly, tasting the dog's tangy cum on her mouth. "You did very good, honey. Daddy is very proud of you."
Smiling, she blushed a bit, "Thanks, Daddy."
"You're most welcome." he muttered, holding her tight to him. "Why don't you get up on all fours so Murphy can put his cock into you?"
Licking her lips nervously, she nodded then positioned herself on all fours with her butt up in the air, legs spread wide, resting on her forearms. Tossing her hair over her shoulder she looked back at the two of them, only her big eyes visible over her shoulder.
Stroking her upturned ass, he gave her a reassuring smile. Her body was shaking slightly with nervousness and anticipation. He positioned her a bit better, stroking her slightly sweaty flesh, giving her a chance to calm a little before saying the dog's name and patting her ass the way he was shown before reaching underneath her and spreading her pussy lips wide apart with two fingers.
The dog's ears perked all the way up, and then he came over and started to sniff at her spread open cunt. Then he stuck out his large tongue and started to lap it, licking away her juices.
Gasping as that big, rough tongue drug over her sensitive, quivering flesh, she tightened up and quivered violently. Her eyes widened as she watched over her shoulder.
Murphy only did that for a few minutes before he mounted her from behind, hips thrusting, trying to get his much-engorged cock into her splayed open cunt.
He watched intently as the big dog mounted her, his cock swinging as it thrust around. His own was rock hard in his pants, throbbing madly and leaking copious amounts of fluid. This was better than any of the movies he had watched! Not only did he have a great view of the action but there was the added attraction of the musky, sex smell you couldn't experience any other way.
While the dog's hips plunged around trying to find her hole, keeping her lips held open with two fingers he had a third start to rub her clit. He heard her let out a squeal as his finger touched that sensitive little button.
A couple minutes of random thrusting madly was all it took for Murphy to find her tight little hole. Once his sensitive appendage touched it, his hips thrust forward and all of his cock was deep in her pussy. After pausing to shift around and get positioned right he started to pound into her in animalistic thrusts, tongue hanging out and paws on her shoulders.
She squealed loudly at the initial intrusion but he didn't lighten up. The massive cock that was filling her completely and stretching her out felt so good! Add to that the manipulation on her so-sensitive clit quickly brought her to a powerful orgasm.
His eyes were glued to the dog's cock in his baby's pussy, watching the flesh around the foreign-looking beast member. The startling contrast of the mottled dark animal flesh and her creamy skin made his dick throb harder. Making sure his finger never left her clit, he fumbled with the fly of his jeans.
It took him several minutes, but he was finally able to get his cock out. It was throbbing madly and a deep, dark red from his state of excitement. While diddling her clit, he slowly started to jerk on his cock.
It wasn't long before Murphy thrust deeply into her, the tip of his cock nudging the opening of her cervix and the knot swelling to its full size, locking them together. His thin, watery cum filled her to overflowing, and then dribbled out and dripped onto the bed.
Gasping loudly, she let out a loud scream as suddenly her pussy was fuller than it had ever been. It hurt a bit, but not enough for her to want it to stop. But it felt so good! So good, in fact, that she came, hard, screaming and thrashing around all over and it didn't seem that she could stop! That dog knot threw her into a multiple orgasm that lasted until they untied and she flopped down onto her stomach, panting and trying to catch her breath.
When she let out the first scream of her orgasm, he could no longer hold on and shot his load all over her upturned ass. Watching her get serviced by the big dog was the hottest thing he had ever seen in his life! After unknotting from her, Murphy hopped to the floor where he licked himself clean, flopped on his side and dozed off.
He then eased himself off the bed and went to the bathroom, returning in a couple of minutes with a wet washcloth. She was still in the same position, sprawled out on her stomach, almost in a doze. Gently as he could, he wiped her clean. From visual inspection he could see no damage. Her pussy was gaping open and still dripping, but there was no blood and no signs of tearing.
After he finished, he lay down beside her and gathered her into his arms, holding her close to his chest. Instinctively she pressed tightly to him and rested her head against him, more asleep than awake.
He stroked her hair softly and kissed the top of her head. "Did you like that, honey? He asked softly.
"Oh yes Daddy! A lot! It felt SO good!" she mumbled sleepily.
"Would you like to do it again sometime?"
"Uh huh." She said softly.
"Maybe next time Murphy could fuck Daddy too." he said, but this was lost on her, she was fast asleep. He smiled down at her angelic face, and then kissed her softly before shutting his eyes and thinking of things to come.