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First Post Date: Mon Dec 02 


                  A Present from my Daddy
                  A Story Quickly Written
                             by
                       Kenny N Gamera


The wednesday before thanksgiving I sat on my bunk kicking
my legs back and forth in the air as my bimbo roommate said
good bye to the last of the basketball team.  I had been
gone from room when she had taken care of the starting
offensive and defensive lines, but I had no choice but to
wait here as she finished with this last batch of athletes.

George was coming to pick me up and take me to Daddy's
house for thanksgiving.  Last year I had gone home for
thanksgiving and Daddy got me for the christmas break.
This year was Mommy's turn for christmas and I was spending
thanksgiving with Daddy.  I always looked forward to
spending time with Daddy, and the thought of having him for
over three days had me excited enough that I was willing to
let Prof. Humphrey spend time with his old hag of a wife.

I only wished that I didn't have to spend time listening to
the slut fuck away at some thin, tall stud beneath me.
Especially, with the starting center sitting on her desk
across from me and trying to catch a pick of the thongs I
wore under my skirt.  They weren't for him to look at and
it bothered me having to keep my legs crossed.  And turned
enough that he didn't get to see too much leg.

Finally, there was a knock on the door and I shouted for
whoever to come on in, thinking that it maybe the first of
the lacrosse team keeping their date, but hoping that it
was George, my Daddy's assistant, coming for me.  George
stepped in with a look of shock at the naked guy on my
slutty roommate's desk.  I didn't understand that, I told
him what it would be like.

"Come on George," I said as I hopped off my bed.  "Pick up
my bag and lets get out of here."

Staring at the rather disappointingly normal dick of the
guy on the desk, he reached down for my suitcase.  He only
needed to grab at it twice to get it.  He followed me out
the door after a second look back at the guy jacking off.

"I thought they were all supposed to be huge Mistress
Kenny."

"They are supposed to be, but they aren't.  She only fucks
them because it pisses off her daddy.  There is one  asian
guy on the lacrosse team that she fucks and his dick is
huge.  Stereo types don' mean anything."

He grunted as much in agreement as at the weight of my
luggage.  It had taken me a long time to find those lead
bricks and I am glad that I found them.  It made him work
twice as hard as he needed to to get them in the truck of
my Daddy's car.  Being a sophomore like me, he couldn't
keep a car on campus, so Daddy let him use his for errands
like this.  We drove to Daddy's house in silence because
George normally only talks to me when spoken to and I was
too busy thinking about how nice it would be to spend time
with my Daddy even if it meant missing christmas with him.

I have always been my Daddy's little angel even after the
divorce and living with my mother instead.  I love my Daddy
and all, but I was going through that time and needed my
Mommy's help to get through it.  Now, that I was in college
and learning to become an ecologist just like him, I wanted
to be around Daddy as much as possible.  And with the dorms
all closed and everything, I now got to spend the nights
with Daddy too.  I was looking forward to it.

George pulled into Daddy's driveway, and took my bag from
the trunk.  He carried it up to the room I used every
summer when I visited Daddy and began to empty my clothes
into the dresser.  He paused for a moment when he saw the
lead bricks.  I giggled but he held his tongue.

Done, I followed him back to the car and he drove to the
airport.  I waited as he got his boarding pass and stuff
and we went to the security gate together.  I gave him a
big hug and felt his package.

"What?  Are you excited to be with your favourite girl,
george?" he got a momentary look of panic and his eyes
pleaded with me.  "Don't worry I won't tell my Daddy."

He sighed with relief and I went back to the car.  I drove
home and found Daddy waiting for me.  I ran up to him and
gave him a big hug.  He laughed at me and pulled my hands
away from his neck.  Then he gave me a kiss to the top of
my head.

"I see that george has left."

"Yes Daddy.  It is now just you and me.  Here all alone."

He laughed again.  Soon we were watching a special on the
rain forest that was being shown on the Discover channel.
My Daddy laughed through alot of it and so did I even if I
didn't know as much as he did.  I did see all of the
mistakes too.  But it was for the average people and I
guess that means we need to look the other way when these
things happen.  Finally it was late enough that I was ready
for bed and I yawned.

Daddy looked at me and said "are you tired already Kenny?"

"Yes, Daddy.  I'm one tired little girl."  He smiled at
this.  He has a very cute smile and I am glad when he does
it."

"Well, maybe you should go to bed.  We need to be up early
to go to the factulty club for dinner tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll go change and be right down for a good night
kiss."

He smiled again and told me that he looked forward to that.
I went upstairs and into my room for the first time since I
watched george unpack my stuff.  I squealed because there
on my bed was a boy.  He looked at me and squealed too or
really he tried to squeal because there was a ball gag in
his mouth.  He tugged at the ropes that held him to the
posts of my canopy bed.

I squealed again and turned around to see Daddy standing in
the door.  He smiled a very big smile and winked at me.  I
squealed again.

"Merry Christmas Kenny."

"Daddy is he mine?"

"Yep.  He is all yours."  I gave him a hug.  "I got tired
of sharing george with you and so I got you your own little
slave boy.  Do you like it?"

"Oh yes Daddy.  Very much.  What is its name?"

"roy.  roy Humphrey."

"You mean..."

"Yes.  This is Prof Humphrey's son.  So be careful with it.
I need to keep it in one piece."

"Oh, I will, but shouldn't he be away at school?"

"He is going to spend the last half of the school year at
the local high school not at that private school.  He will
also be at college here so you'll get to have him as long
as you want until graduation."

I cheered and walked over to roy and started to rub his
cock.

"Prof Humphrey agreed with me that you are doing a good job
in your classes and I like the way you helped me with
george.  So we thought that you deserved something special
for christmas and roy has always needed a firm hand."

"I'll take good care of him and if you want you can have a
little bit of him too Daddy."

"Maybe later but not this weekend he is all yours."

"Thank you again Daddy."

"My pleasure Kenny.  And merry christmas."

Daddy left the door way and closed it behind him.  I looked
over at the squirming little boy and smiled my own smile.
Walking over to the dresser I opened one of the drawers and
pulled something out.  roy followed me with his eyes that
somehow opened wider when I turned around wearing my big
strap-on.

"Don't worry little boy.  This will hurt you much more than
it will hurt me."