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“You’re welcome, baby girl, you were fantastic,” I said to Shawna softly as I stroked her head and kissed her face. “You were fantastic. Did you enjoy that?”
“Yes…Daddy,” she said reluctantly. “I haven’t ever experienced anything so powerful, sexually, that is.”
“You know, you don’t have to call me Daddy, right?”
“Yes, sir.”
“And you don’t have to call me sir, either.”
“I know, but it just feels natural somehow.”
“Well, thank you, baby girl.”
“Stephie,” I said, wanting to see if she was still awake and hearing this.
“Yes, Daddy.”
“I just wondered if you were still awake, baby.”
“How do you feel about Shawna calling me Daddy?”
“Umm, I don’t know. Why?”
“Come here, Princess.”
She crawled over Shawna on top of me. I rolled her to my left side, Shawna on my right sleeping peacefully already I held my little girl close and kissed her forehead lovingly. I said to her, “I hope you’re not jealous, Princess. I wasn’t looking for this to happen like this. You’re my baby girl, first and foremost, always. I love you, Sweetie, and nothing will ever change that. You’re my little girl and you always will be. Understand?”
“Yes, Daddy, I love you, too,” and we hugged each other tight.
“Are you OK, my baby girl?”
“I am now, Daddy.”
“Mmmm…”
We fell asleep in each other’s arms, my little girl and I.
When morning arrived I was still pinned in place by two little girls snuggled against me. One my baby girl and one, well, I wasn’t sure where she was at, especially the morning after. It was still early, around 6:00. I had to pee and it was evident.
I tried to work myself free from the girls without waking either of them. Shawna stirred, rolled over on her side and continued to sleep. Stephanie, on the other hand, was more used to my schedule and awoke to see me getting out of bed. She got up instantly and followed me to the bathroom.
I said, “Do you have to go, Baby?”
“No, not bad anyway,” she said, “but, I want you to give me yours, Daddy.”
“Stephie, sweetie, you’ve never asked for it before unless I made you. Why now, Baby? You’re not jealous or anything, are you?”
“I don’t know…I mean…what’s going on with Shawna, Daddy? Is she going to be your little girl, too?”
“Sweetie, I have no idea what’s going on with Shawna. I love what happened last night, all of it. You two were having a great time together, all three of us having fun together. Why don’t you just relax and we’ll both see where this leads, OK? Now, do you still want this, ‘cause I really gotta pee…now?”
Stephanie sat on the toilet and looked straight at my dick and opened her mouth as if to say, use me. I shuffled up to the toilet and put my dick in her warm, moist mouth. It didn’t take long for my water to start flowing. She was drinking everything I was giving her, looking into my eyes the whole time.
When she had sucked out every last drop she just kept sucking. I could tell she had a green streak that was growing in her. I pushed her off my dick in spite of my selfish desires. I said, ‘Don’t you have to pee, Sweetie?”
“Yeah, but I want to satisfy you, Daddy.”
“Get up, Princess, come here,” I said as I stepped into the shower, “I want you to give me your golden breakfast drink, sweetie. I want you to know how much I treasure you.”
“Oh, Daddy, you’d do that for me?”
“Give it to me, Sweetie.”
She came into the shower and I lay down on the cold tile floor and I took her hand and pulled her down on top, facing me. I fixed my mouth to her tender young pussy and licked gently, waiting, looking up into her eyes. She eventually let her water go and I began to drink her in. It was glorious to do this for my little princess. I was elated to receive her hot water. I could see the lust in her eyes as she looked at me while her most personal water flowed into me. She realized at that moment how much I really cared for her. It was the ultimate act of giving for me to take her liquid waste with love and devotion for her in my eyes.
Stephanie knew at that moment that I loved her fully and totally. She knew that no one could come between us, Daddy and daughter. I kept licking and sucking on her little pussy. She was beginning to writhe. I wetted a finger and started to work it into her asshole as I licked and sucked on her young clit. I broke contact for a moment and said, “You know I love you don’t you, Sweetie? You’re my little princess, my other half. I wouldn’t trade you for anyone. Whomever comes around will always be second fiddle to you, little darling. I’m as devoted to you as you are to me, Daddy and daughter, Baby Girl.”
She got up and reached down to help me up. I grabbed her up and held her to me and hugged her tightly. I was serious about what I had said to her. She was my world and she didn’t really know it; at least I didn’t think she really did. I took her head in my hands and looked her in the eyes. I said, “Do you know how much I love you? I will protect you from anything. My love for you extends beyond being your lover and master. I truly love you like a daughter, My Sweet. That’s what makes this so very dirty and naughty for me, and perhaps for you. If you truly care for me as your Daddy, as well as your lover and master. It’s as sick as it could be if you really were my daughter, but it’s what makes all this so exciting for us. And that we truly love each other as partners makes it all the more rewarding and complete. You are the yin to my yang. You complete me, and I only hope I complete you. You are my daughter, may partner, my equal, my love. You have nothing to worry about. Dispel your jealousies. All others are but frosting on our cake, Little One. Enjoy them for what they are. We are the foundation, they are but the trim.”
I picked her up and kissed her deeply, passionately, lovingly. When I let her down she said, “I never knew you felt so deeply for me Daddy,” with tears running down her cheeks. “I love you so much. I’m proud to be your little girl and your lover and partner. I don’t ever want this to change. I think I understand about others now, Daddy, and I’ll try not to be jealous because now I know how much you love me.”
“My Little Princess, you’ve turned out to be everything I could imagine. I love what we have and I only want to take us to new levels. But as we encounter new things, always know that you are my one, my little girl.”
“Yes, Daddy, I love you, too.”
“Now let’s go give Shawna a royal awakening, shall we?”
“OK.”
“Go get Daddy’s coffee started; I’m going to check my email.”
Not much email to speak of, nothing to answer, anyway. I could hear the death rattle of the coffee maker, my signal to log off and go fetch the first cup of java for the day.
As I rounded the corner into the kitchen, there was Stephanie, holding my mug with my coffee fixed as I like it. What a wonderful girl I have, I thought.
“We should probably wake Shawna up, she has a business to run,” I said. “How long before we can get your colors filled in,” I asked.
“She didn’t really tell me, Daddy. We’ll have to ask her.”
I started breakfast and Stephanie woke up Shawna and they hopped into the shower together. We all ate and we got Shawna on her way with hugs and kisses and an appointment for three days from then. Three days to think up a devilish new scenario.
For the first time I had a chance to check out Stephie’s new piercings at great length. It was great fun to flick them and see her most womanly flesh jiggle in response. I took two of the rings and eased her fleshy lips apart. I ran my tongue up the silken pink inside, tasting her, sweet as always.
“Mmmm,” was the reaction I got, “I love my new jewelry, Daddy, thank you again.”
“You’re welcome, Princess.” I said and told her to stay right there. I rolled over and retrieved a small package from the nightstand drawer. I took out the small charm with my monogram on it and attached it to the small ring in her taint. “There, now you are tagged as mine, Sweetie.” I got a hand mirror and let her examine her new bauble.
“Oh, thank you, Daddy, I love it. So that’s what that one was for, I was wondering.”
“Yes, baby. And now it’s time to see what one of the uses of the other rings is. Get up and assume.”
Stephie got up and assumed her standing position, hands behind her head, and her feet at shoulder distance. “Stay,” I ordered and went to the back room. I returned with four weights with chains and clips. I attached each to its own ring.
“Mmm, that should do nicely,” I said, inspecting the effect they were having stretching her sweet little lips. “Yes, indeed, these will stretch those lips very well over time and serve to remind you that this is my pussy, Princess. Now, get about your duties.”
“Yes, Daddy, thank you,” and off she went to clean my house with her new weights in place.
I went to my study to do some work while she cleaned and went about her business. As I sat there for a few minutes trying to collect my thoughts I couldn’t help but recall the events of the previous evening and what Shawna had said just before we fell asleep. “Daddy,” she had called me. I sat and thought about this for a while. Stephie had clearly been jealous, but I couldn’t help but have selfish thoughts about having two little girls, at least part time anyway. I could teach Stephie not to be jealous, or at least not to show it or act it. I shook myself out of my reverie and tried to get into my work. I couldn’t concentrate though. I got up and went to the back room and got my crop. I summoned Stephanie to the bedroom. “Get up on the bed on your back,” I ordered, “legs up and spread.”
I could tell she didn’t understand why this was going on, but she knew better than to ask. Hers was only to obey her Daddy. I climbed up and straddled her face with my ass right over her sweet mouth. “Lick me,” I ordered, and I sat there enjoying her laving my hole. I began to arrange the weights such that they helped to spread her tender lips. I gave her a little warm-up swat with the crop, right on her little cunny. I could feel her pause briefly at the first smack. I gave her another, a little harder. I wanted her sweet pussy lips swollen, just for the effect. I continued, harder and harder until I’d given her twenty and her little whore cunt was red and swelling nicely. I could feel the tears from her cheeks on my nether cheeks as she stayed dutifully to her task.
I just sat there thinking and enjoying my anal tongue massage from my little slut. After about ten minutes of thinking and enjoyment I readjusted a little, leaning forward so I could insert my hard cock into my slut’s mouth. This gave me a closer look at my slut princess’ swollen pussy. I removed the weights and spread her lips wide using her new rings. I was really going to love this new hardware. I tickled her clit as I moved my cock up and down in my little girl’s hot mouth. She’s so much more enthusiastic when she’s getting attention, too. I started to go deep enough to hear those familiar sounds of my head just barely penetrating hear throat and back out again. I love hearing that squishing sound.
I increased my attention to her wet little cunt, starting to suck her clit and playing at the bottom of her cum hole with my finger. I increased the length of my cock strokes, getting well into her little whore throat. My balls were just tickling the tip of her cute nose. I told her, “Slip a finger in Daddy’s ass, Baby,” which she gladly complied with. She has such slender, little fingers. One feels good right off the bat with no stretching involved. “Mmm, that’s nice, Princess; work it in and out slowly for Daddy.” I kept increasing the depth of my throat fucking until I bottomed out. I held myself there to make her panic for her next breath a little. I pulled all the way out letting her copious saliva drip on her face and I moved around to smear it all over.
“Pull your finger out and wet two and work them in slowly,” I ordered. She complied and I reinserted my cock and started to fuck her throat again as she worked her two little fingers in and out of my ass. I was starting to get hot to blow as I increased the intensity of my attention to her clit. She was so meaty after having made her little slut cunt swell up from its whipping with the crop. I worked (well it wasn’t much work, really) two fingers into her little girl snatch and began to massage her G spot as I fucked her mouth with purpose. I pulled out and told her to wet three fingers and put them in my ass. When my cock wasn’t down her slut throat she was moaning uncontrollably. I had her near the edge. She worked her three fingered assault into my asshole as I resumed fucking her face. I pulled out again after a few strokes and asked her if she’d like to cum.
“Uuunnngghh, yes, Daddy,” she gasped, “may your little whore cum now, may I have your cum, too, Daddy. This one needs it so bad, please. Let me be your little cum whore, Daddy, pleeeaaasssse.”
“Alright, slut, but not until Daddy starts to cum in your filthy, fucking mouth are you allowed to cum. Now start massaging my prostate, cunt,” I said as I started to slam my dick into her throat, beating her little nose with my balls. She fucked my ass good rubbing my prostate like a good little whore. I pulled back so that just the head of my swollen cock was between her lips and let my man-tapioca fly. “Now, cunt!” I yelled, as I continued to rub her G spot, “hold my cum, Baby.”
She was moving her hips violently as she let loose with a torrent of cum herself, soaking my hand and the sheets. She struggled to breathe through her nose as she gathered all of my cum in her little slut mouth. When I was empty and she had collapsed on the mattress with her mouth full of my seed. I picked her up and kissed her and took all my cum from her. I pulled her head back and she automatically opened her mouth and I dribbled my load back into her cum hungry mouth. She playfully gargled with it and I gave her permission to swallow, which she did gratefully and opened her mouth back up for me to see that she had obeyed, just as she had when I was training her.
I then lavished her with compliments for being such a good little slut, daughter. I praised her for squirting again, being only her second time since I knew her. It seems she likes the G spot “O” immensely, obviously. I then hauled her over the edge of the bed and bent her over and gave her a severe twenty swats for soiling the sheets and told her to get them off the bed lest she get punished worse for soiling the mattress if it soaked through. I pulled her up by the hair and kissed the tears on her cheeks and told her to get busy.
When she had the bed stripped and the laundry going I called her over to me in my recliner and she climbed up on Daddy’s lap where I stroked her head while we rocked until the washer had stopped. I told her how proud I was of her for squirting like a good little girl and that I hoped she would do that more often. I told her we would get a protective cover for the mattress before we made the bed again.
After she had put the sheets in the dryer and started the mattress pad in the wash she returned to me again. Before she reached me I said, “Kneel,” and she knelt in front of me with her hands behind her head. “I need to use the toilet,” I said and she opened her mouth for me obediently. “I don’t want to get up, piss girl, and come to me.” She crawled up to my chair and took me in her mouth and waited patiently for me to piss. I relaxed and she drank all of my “coffee” down gratefully. She sucked out every last drop and then said, “Thank you, Daddy, I love being your little, piss girl now.”
“I know. You’re my little Piss Princess, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Come up here and give Daddy a kiss,” I said as I patted my lap. “You are turning into one first class, little, pig slut, Sweetie. I think it’s about time that you start to meet some of my close friends so they can see what a good little girl I have. I know you won’t have any problems showing off your talents to my friends, will you, Little Cunt?”
“No, Sir. May I speak, Daddy?”
“Yes, you may, My Cunt.”
“I would be proud to honor you and demonstrate my obedience to you, Sir. I am kept well and I love you and would have you use your little cum and piss whore as you see fit. I am very proud to be your dirty, little daughter, Daddy.”
“Why thank you, Princess,” and we kissed, “and I want you to know that the rule is that no one may touch you without my permission. That will keep you from being a complete slut with whomever you think is my friend and it will keep you safe as well. Football season will be here soon and I have plans on entertaining my buds for Sunday afternoon games. I have visions of halftime blowjobs and post-game gangbangs if we win or punishment and severe use if we lose. Maybe we’ll even rent a motor home for some home games. Tailgating could be fun with a slut like you along. Now go hop in the shower and let’s get ready to go to town.”
While she showered I got the new padlocks out that I had bought. I also got out her little schoolgirl outfit and her Mary Janes. I slipped in the shower as she was almost finished washing herself. I had her bath me and we got out and prepared to go to town. I had put no underwear out. She saw the locks on the bed and looked at them quizzically. When she was done dressing I said, “Assume,” and she snapped to. I said, “Lift your skirt for Daddy, I have something for you.” She lifted her skirt and I took a lock and slipped it through one pair of pussy rings and snapped it locked. I picked up the second one and locked the second pair together. “There we go, all locked up.”
“Thank you, Daddy, for locking up my little slut hole; the locks are very heavy to remind me that this is your pussy and not mine.”
If you looked at eye level with her very short hem line on her pleated plaid skirt you could see half the body of the lower lock hanging below. She wore no bra either with a sheer white button-down blouse, knee socks and her Mary Janes. I had her put her long curly hair in a ponytail and off we went. I told her that I planned to have her in weights at home and in locks when we went out. That I was planning on stretching her little nasty cunt lips into nice plump meaty lips that would add more pleasure when someone was fucking her.
Since it was about noon by now, I stopped in at a little beer and burger joint that catered to a lot of construction types at lunch time. When we strolled in the door a quiet seemed to roll across the place as everyone spied my little girl. As the noise level rose again I led Stephie over to a high-top so she would have ample chance to flash as many patrons as possible. Being so short she had to literally climb up on the stool. Well, this managed to provide the guys in the booth across the way full view of her backside as her skirt rose halfway up her little ass as she worked her way onto the stool. All you could see were four mouths agape, staring in shock at the hardware between Stephie’s thighs. She quickly figured out that she had to take great care when sitting down so as not to sit on one of the locks on her little cunt. In fact she had to support herself on the rungs of the stool with her knees apart and ease backward in the seat to assure she laid the lower lock on the seat between her legs. This of course, afforded a nice view to another table or two of guys up the aisle. You could hear the lock clunk on the seat when she sat down. Her knees had to stay slightly parted. Her skirt was purposely short enough that her bare ass was on the wooden seat.
When the waitress started down the aisle checking on her tables and booths she picked up on what all the guys were craning their necks to see. By the time she came to take our drink order she was blushed and fidgety. She tried not to make too much eye contact with either of us. Stephie ordered a soda and I hemmed and hawed over what I wanted to drink to prolong this girl’s uneasiness. I said, “Why don’t you get my little girl’s soda while I think about what I want,” thinking this would cause her one more trip to our table to bring my drink back. She returned with Stephanie’s soft drink and I said, “What do you say, Stephanie?”
“Thank you, Ma’am,” she said in her best little girl voice.
I ordered my drink and we ordered our lunch at the same time. When she returned with my drink I was ready for another little prank. I had a 5 bill ready and the key to Stephie’s cunt locks. I motioned the young waitress close to me and quietly asked her if she would escort my little girl to the restroom and remove her locks and wait while she went pee pee, then replace the locks again. I said, “I can’t take the little slut anywhere and she’s off looking for a cock to fill her with cream. So, I put an end to that and locked her down. It’s so difficult trying to raise a girl by yourself these days, you know? Make sure you keep the stall door open so she doesn’t dilly dally in there. She’ll have her fingers up in there if you don’t watch her.”
She paused thoughtfully looking at me as if I had three eyes or something. She grabbed the five and the key and snatched Stephie right off the stool and took her in tow to the ladies room. She pulled up in front of the first stall and spun Stephanie around and said, “Are y’all for real?” in her cute little southern drawl. “I mean is that really your father?”
“No, he’s my Daddy.”
“Well, what’s the fuckin’ difference?”
“He’s not related to me, I just belong to him. I’m his little girl. Please don’t say anything, he’ll punish me real bad if he finds out I said anything.”
“Whatever, lift up yer skirt, bitch,” and Stephie lifted her skirt while the waitress took the locks off and waited for Stephie to pee.
Stephie sat down and spread her legs to pee looking the waitress in the eye the whole time. She wiped herself with her fingers and sucked them clean for good measure. She got up and lifted her skirt up high so that her guardian could replace the locks.
“Y’all are fucked up and you can tell yer Daddy I said that, too. And I ain’t doin’ this again, neither. Move out, slut,” and she gave Stephie a push toward the door. When they returned, the waitress slapped the key on the table and said, “Y’all are sick and twisted, I better get a good tip outta this.”
“Or what,” I asked. “I could teach you how to speak like a lady, you know, and I could throw in some manners while I’m at it.”
That really frosted her agates and she stormed off.
She returned with our food and snapped, “Enjoy your lunch,” and spun off down the aisle.
We ate our lunch and I left a 10 tip for her troubles.
As we shopped and ran errands, all I could think about was how Shawna had called me Daddy and Stephanie’s appointment at the end of the week. I started to think about the salon and having her waxed after her tattoo got filled in. After all, it was Shawna’s suggestion that she take Stephanie there. And she went at the end of the day and partied with the ladies there. I could picture my sweet, little girl servicing a shop full of women, women that waxed other women’s privates for a living.
“Yes…Daddy,” she said reluctantly. “I haven’t ever experienced anything so powerful, sexually, that is.”
“You know, you don’t have to call me Daddy, right?”
“Yes, sir.”
“And you don’t have to call me sir, either.”
“I know, but it just feels natural somehow.”
“Well, thank you, baby girl.”
“Stephie,” I said, wanting to see if she was still awake and hearing this.
“Yes, Daddy.”
“I just wondered if you were still awake, baby.”
“How do you feel about Shawna calling me Daddy?”
“Umm, I don’t know. Why?”
“Come here, Princess.”
She crawled over Shawna on top of me. I rolled her to my left side, Shawna on my right sleeping peacefully already I held my little girl close and kissed her forehead lovingly. I said to her, “I hope you’re not jealous, Princess. I wasn’t looking for this to happen like this. You’re my baby girl, first and foremost, always. I love you, Sweetie, and nothing will ever change that. You’re my little girl and you always will be. Understand?”
“Yes, Daddy, I love you, too,” and we hugged each other tight.
“Are you OK, my baby girl?”
“I am now, Daddy.”
“Mmmm…”
We fell asleep in each other’s arms, my little girl and I.
When morning arrived I was still pinned in place by two little girls snuggled against me. One my baby girl and one, well, I wasn’t sure where she was at, especially the morning after. It was still early, around 6:00. I had to pee and it was evident.
I tried to work myself free from the girls without waking either of them. Shawna stirred, rolled over on her side and continued to sleep. Stephanie, on the other hand, was more used to my schedule and awoke to see me getting out of bed. She got up instantly and followed me to the bathroom.
I said, “Do you have to go, Baby?”
“No, not bad anyway,” she said, “but, I want you to give me yours, Daddy.”
“Stephie, sweetie, you’ve never asked for it before unless I made you. Why now, Baby? You’re not jealous or anything, are you?”
“I don’t know…I mean…what’s going on with Shawna, Daddy? Is she going to be your little girl, too?”
“Sweetie, I have no idea what’s going on with Shawna. I love what happened last night, all of it. You two were having a great time together, all three of us having fun together. Why don’t you just relax and we’ll both see where this leads, OK? Now, do you still want this, ‘cause I really gotta pee…now?”
Stephanie sat on the toilet and looked straight at my dick and opened her mouth as if to say, use me. I shuffled up to the toilet and put my dick in her warm, moist mouth. It didn’t take long for my water to start flowing. She was drinking everything I was giving her, looking into my eyes the whole time.
When she had sucked out every last drop she just kept sucking. I could tell she had a green streak that was growing in her. I pushed her off my dick in spite of my selfish desires. I said, ‘Don’t you have to pee, Sweetie?”
“Yeah, but I want to satisfy you, Daddy.”
“Get up, Princess, come here,” I said as I stepped into the shower, “I want you to give me your golden breakfast drink, sweetie. I want you to know how much I treasure you.”
“Oh, Daddy, you’d do that for me?”
“Give it to me, Sweetie.”
She came into the shower and I lay down on the cold tile floor and I took her hand and pulled her down on top, facing me. I fixed my mouth to her tender young pussy and licked gently, waiting, looking up into her eyes. She eventually let her water go and I began to drink her in. It was glorious to do this for my little princess. I was elated to receive her hot water. I could see the lust in her eyes as she looked at me while her most personal water flowed into me. She realized at that moment how much I really cared for her. It was the ultimate act of giving for me to take her liquid waste with love and devotion for her in my eyes.
Stephanie knew at that moment that I loved her fully and totally. She knew that no one could come between us, Daddy and daughter. I kept licking and sucking on her little pussy. She was beginning to writhe. I wetted a finger and started to work it into her asshole as I licked and sucked on her young clit. I broke contact for a moment and said, “You know I love you don’t you, Sweetie? You’re my little princess, my other half. I wouldn’t trade you for anyone. Whomever comes around will always be second fiddle to you, little darling. I’m as devoted to you as you are to me, Daddy and daughter, Baby Girl.”
She got up and reached down to help me up. I grabbed her up and held her to me and hugged her tightly. I was serious about what I had said to her. She was my world and she didn’t really know it; at least I didn’t think she really did. I took her head in my hands and looked her in the eyes. I said, “Do you know how much I love you? I will protect you from anything. My love for you extends beyond being your lover and master. I truly love you like a daughter, My Sweet. That’s what makes this so very dirty and naughty for me, and perhaps for you. If you truly care for me as your Daddy, as well as your lover and master. It’s as sick as it could be if you really were my daughter, but it’s what makes all this so exciting for us. And that we truly love each other as partners makes it all the more rewarding and complete. You are the yin to my yang. You complete me, and I only hope I complete you. You are my daughter, may partner, my equal, my love. You have nothing to worry about. Dispel your jealousies. All others are but frosting on our cake, Little One. Enjoy them for what they are. We are the foundation, they are but the trim.”
I picked her up and kissed her deeply, passionately, lovingly. When I let her down she said, “I never knew you felt so deeply for me Daddy,” with tears running down her cheeks. “I love you so much. I’m proud to be your little girl and your lover and partner. I don’t ever want this to change. I think I understand about others now, Daddy, and I’ll try not to be jealous because now I know how much you love me.”
“My Little Princess, you’ve turned out to be everything I could imagine. I love what we have and I only want to take us to new levels. But as we encounter new things, always know that you are my one, my little girl.”
“Yes, Daddy, I love you, too.”
“Now let’s go give Shawna a royal awakening, shall we?”
“OK.”
“Go get Daddy’s coffee started; I’m going to check my email.”
Not much email to speak of, nothing to answer, anyway. I could hear the death rattle of the coffee maker, my signal to log off and go fetch the first cup of java for the day.
As I rounded the corner into the kitchen, there was Stephanie, holding my mug with my coffee fixed as I like it. What a wonderful girl I have, I thought.
“We should probably wake Shawna up, she has a business to run,” I said. “How long before we can get your colors filled in,” I asked.
“She didn’t really tell me, Daddy. We’ll have to ask her.”
I started breakfast and Stephanie woke up Shawna and they hopped into the shower together. We all ate and we got Shawna on her way with hugs and kisses and an appointment for three days from then. Three days to think up a devilish new scenario.
For the first time I had a chance to check out Stephie’s new piercings at great length. It was great fun to flick them and see her most womanly flesh jiggle in response. I took two of the rings and eased her fleshy lips apart. I ran my tongue up the silken pink inside, tasting her, sweet as always.
“Mmmm,” was the reaction I got, “I love my new jewelry, Daddy, thank you again.”
“You’re welcome, Princess.” I said and told her to stay right there. I rolled over and retrieved a small package from the nightstand drawer. I took out the small charm with my monogram on it and attached it to the small ring in her taint. “There, now you are tagged as mine, Sweetie.” I got a hand mirror and let her examine her new bauble.
“Oh, thank you, Daddy, I love it. So that’s what that one was for, I was wondering.”
“Yes, baby. And now it’s time to see what one of the uses of the other rings is. Get up and assume.”
Stephie got up and assumed her standing position, hands behind her head, and her feet at shoulder distance. “Stay,” I ordered and went to the back room. I returned with four weights with chains and clips. I attached each to its own ring.
“Mmm, that should do nicely,” I said, inspecting the effect they were having stretching her sweet little lips. “Yes, indeed, these will stretch those lips very well over time and serve to remind you that this is my pussy, Princess. Now, get about your duties.”
“Yes, Daddy, thank you,” and off she went to clean my house with her new weights in place.
I went to my study to do some work while she cleaned and went about her business. As I sat there for a few minutes trying to collect my thoughts I couldn’t help but recall the events of the previous evening and what Shawna had said just before we fell asleep. “Daddy,” she had called me. I sat and thought about this for a while. Stephie had clearly been jealous, but I couldn’t help but have selfish thoughts about having two little girls, at least part time anyway. I could teach Stephie not to be jealous, or at least not to show it or act it. I shook myself out of my reverie and tried to get into my work. I couldn’t concentrate though. I got up and went to the back room and got my crop. I summoned Stephanie to the bedroom. “Get up on the bed on your back,” I ordered, “legs up and spread.”
I could tell she didn’t understand why this was going on, but she knew better than to ask. Hers was only to obey her Daddy. I climbed up and straddled her face with my ass right over her sweet mouth. “Lick me,” I ordered, and I sat there enjoying her laving my hole. I began to arrange the weights such that they helped to spread her tender lips. I gave her a little warm-up swat with the crop, right on her little cunny. I could feel her pause briefly at the first smack. I gave her another, a little harder. I wanted her sweet pussy lips swollen, just for the effect. I continued, harder and harder until I’d given her twenty and her little whore cunt was red and swelling nicely. I could feel the tears from her cheeks on my nether cheeks as she stayed dutifully to her task.
I just sat there thinking and enjoying my anal tongue massage from my little slut. After about ten minutes of thinking and enjoyment I readjusted a little, leaning forward so I could insert my hard cock into my slut’s mouth. This gave me a closer look at my slut princess’ swollen pussy. I removed the weights and spread her lips wide using her new rings. I was really going to love this new hardware. I tickled her clit as I moved my cock up and down in my little girl’s hot mouth. She’s so much more enthusiastic when she’s getting attention, too. I started to go deep enough to hear those familiar sounds of my head just barely penetrating hear throat and back out again. I love hearing that squishing sound.
I increased my attention to her wet little cunt, starting to suck her clit and playing at the bottom of her cum hole with my finger. I increased the length of my cock strokes, getting well into her little whore throat. My balls were just tickling the tip of her cute nose. I told her, “Slip a finger in Daddy’s ass, Baby,” which she gladly complied with. She has such slender, little fingers. One feels good right off the bat with no stretching involved. “Mmm, that’s nice, Princess; work it in and out slowly for Daddy.” I kept increasing the depth of my throat fucking until I bottomed out. I held myself there to make her panic for her next breath a little. I pulled all the way out letting her copious saliva drip on her face and I moved around to smear it all over.
“Pull your finger out and wet two and work them in slowly,” I ordered. She complied and I reinserted my cock and started to fuck her throat again as she worked her two little fingers in and out of my ass. I was starting to get hot to blow as I increased the intensity of my attention to her clit. She was so meaty after having made her little slut cunt swell up from its whipping with the crop. I worked (well it wasn’t much work, really) two fingers into her little girl snatch and began to massage her G spot as I fucked her mouth with purpose. I pulled out and told her to wet three fingers and put them in my ass. When my cock wasn’t down her slut throat she was moaning uncontrollably. I had her near the edge. She worked her three fingered assault into my asshole as I resumed fucking her face. I pulled out again after a few strokes and asked her if she’d like to cum.
“Uuunnngghh, yes, Daddy,” she gasped, “may your little whore cum now, may I have your cum, too, Daddy. This one needs it so bad, please. Let me be your little cum whore, Daddy, pleeeaaasssse.”
“Alright, slut, but not until Daddy starts to cum in your filthy, fucking mouth are you allowed to cum. Now start massaging my prostate, cunt,” I said as I started to slam my dick into her throat, beating her little nose with my balls. She fucked my ass good rubbing my prostate like a good little whore. I pulled back so that just the head of my swollen cock was between her lips and let my man-tapioca fly. “Now, cunt!” I yelled, as I continued to rub her G spot, “hold my cum, Baby.”
She was moving her hips violently as she let loose with a torrent of cum herself, soaking my hand and the sheets. She struggled to breathe through her nose as she gathered all of my cum in her little slut mouth. When I was empty and she had collapsed on the mattress with her mouth full of my seed. I picked her up and kissed her and took all my cum from her. I pulled her head back and she automatically opened her mouth and I dribbled my load back into her cum hungry mouth. She playfully gargled with it and I gave her permission to swallow, which she did gratefully and opened her mouth back up for me to see that she had obeyed, just as she had when I was training her.
I then lavished her with compliments for being such a good little slut, daughter. I praised her for squirting again, being only her second time since I knew her. It seems she likes the G spot “O” immensely, obviously. I then hauled her over the edge of the bed and bent her over and gave her a severe twenty swats for soiling the sheets and told her to get them off the bed lest she get punished worse for soiling the mattress if it soaked through. I pulled her up by the hair and kissed the tears on her cheeks and told her to get busy.
When she had the bed stripped and the laundry going I called her over to me in my recliner and she climbed up on Daddy’s lap where I stroked her head while we rocked until the washer had stopped. I told her how proud I was of her for squirting like a good little girl and that I hoped she would do that more often. I told her we would get a protective cover for the mattress before we made the bed again.
After she had put the sheets in the dryer and started the mattress pad in the wash she returned to me again. Before she reached me I said, “Kneel,” and she knelt in front of me with her hands behind her head. “I need to use the toilet,” I said and she opened her mouth for me obediently. “I don’t want to get up, piss girl, and come to me.” She crawled up to my chair and took me in her mouth and waited patiently for me to piss. I relaxed and she drank all of my “coffee” down gratefully. She sucked out every last drop and then said, “Thank you, Daddy, I love being your little, piss girl now.”
“I know. You’re my little Piss Princess, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Come up here and give Daddy a kiss,” I said as I patted my lap. “You are turning into one first class, little, pig slut, Sweetie. I think it’s about time that you start to meet some of my close friends so they can see what a good little girl I have. I know you won’t have any problems showing off your talents to my friends, will you, Little Cunt?”
“No, Sir. May I speak, Daddy?”
“Yes, you may, My Cunt.”
“I would be proud to honor you and demonstrate my obedience to you, Sir. I am kept well and I love you and would have you use your little cum and piss whore as you see fit. I am very proud to be your dirty, little daughter, Daddy.”
“Why thank you, Princess,” and we kissed, “and I want you to know that the rule is that no one may touch you without my permission. That will keep you from being a complete slut with whomever you think is my friend and it will keep you safe as well. Football season will be here soon and I have plans on entertaining my buds for Sunday afternoon games. I have visions of halftime blowjobs and post-game gangbangs if we win or punishment and severe use if we lose. Maybe we’ll even rent a motor home for some home games. Tailgating could be fun with a slut like you along. Now go hop in the shower and let’s get ready to go to town.”
While she showered I got the new padlocks out that I had bought. I also got out her little schoolgirl outfit and her Mary Janes. I slipped in the shower as she was almost finished washing herself. I had her bath me and we got out and prepared to go to town. I had put no underwear out. She saw the locks on the bed and looked at them quizzically. When she was done dressing I said, “Assume,” and she snapped to. I said, “Lift your skirt for Daddy, I have something for you.” She lifted her skirt and I took a lock and slipped it through one pair of pussy rings and snapped it locked. I picked up the second one and locked the second pair together. “There we go, all locked up.”
“Thank you, Daddy, for locking up my little slut hole; the locks are very heavy to remind me that this is your pussy and not mine.”
If you looked at eye level with her very short hem line on her pleated plaid skirt you could see half the body of the lower lock hanging below. She wore no bra either with a sheer white button-down blouse, knee socks and her Mary Janes. I had her put her long curly hair in a ponytail and off we went. I told her that I planned to have her in weights at home and in locks when we went out. That I was planning on stretching her little nasty cunt lips into nice plump meaty lips that would add more pleasure when someone was fucking her.
Since it was about noon by now, I stopped in at a little beer and burger joint that catered to a lot of construction types at lunch time. When we strolled in the door a quiet seemed to roll across the place as everyone spied my little girl. As the noise level rose again I led Stephie over to a high-top so she would have ample chance to flash as many patrons as possible. Being so short she had to literally climb up on the stool. Well, this managed to provide the guys in the booth across the way full view of her backside as her skirt rose halfway up her little ass as she worked her way onto the stool. All you could see were four mouths agape, staring in shock at the hardware between Stephie’s thighs. She quickly figured out that she had to take great care when sitting down so as not to sit on one of the locks on her little cunt. In fact she had to support herself on the rungs of the stool with her knees apart and ease backward in the seat to assure she laid the lower lock on the seat between her legs. This of course, afforded a nice view to another table or two of guys up the aisle. You could hear the lock clunk on the seat when she sat down. Her knees had to stay slightly parted. Her skirt was purposely short enough that her bare ass was on the wooden seat.
When the waitress started down the aisle checking on her tables and booths she picked up on what all the guys were craning their necks to see. By the time she came to take our drink order she was blushed and fidgety. She tried not to make too much eye contact with either of us. Stephie ordered a soda and I hemmed and hawed over what I wanted to drink to prolong this girl’s uneasiness. I said, “Why don’t you get my little girl’s soda while I think about what I want,” thinking this would cause her one more trip to our table to bring my drink back. She returned with Stephanie’s soft drink and I said, “What do you say, Stephanie?”
“Thank you, Ma’am,” she said in her best little girl voice.
I ordered my drink and we ordered our lunch at the same time. When she returned with my drink I was ready for another little prank. I had a 5 bill ready and the key to Stephie’s cunt locks. I motioned the young waitress close to me and quietly asked her if she would escort my little girl to the restroom and remove her locks and wait while she went pee pee, then replace the locks again. I said, “I can’t take the little slut anywhere and she’s off looking for a cock to fill her with cream. So, I put an end to that and locked her down. It’s so difficult trying to raise a girl by yourself these days, you know? Make sure you keep the stall door open so she doesn’t dilly dally in there. She’ll have her fingers up in there if you don’t watch her.”
She paused thoughtfully looking at me as if I had three eyes or something. She grabbed the five and the key and snatched Stephie right off the stool and took her in tow to the ladies room. She pulled up in front of the first stall and spun Stephanie around and said, “Are y’all for real?” in her cute little southern drawl. “I mean is that really your father?”
“No, he’s my Daddy.”
“Well, what’s the fuckin’ difference?”
“He’s not related to me, I just belong to him. I’m his little girl. Please don’t say anything, he’ll punish me real bad if he finds out I said anything.”
“Whatever, lift up yer skirt, bitch,” and Stephie lifted her skirt while the waitress took the locks off and waited for Stephie to pee.
Stephie sat down and spread her legs to pee looking the waitress in the eye the whole time. She wiped herself with her fingers and sucked them clean for good measure. She got up and lifted her skirt up high so that her guardian could replace the locks.
“Y’all are fucked up and you can tell yer Daddy I said that, too. And I ain’t doin’ this again, neither. Move out, slut,” and she gave Stephie a push toward the door. When they returned, the waitress slapped the key on the table and said, “Y’all are sick and twisted, I better get a good tip outta this.”
“Or what,” I asked. “I could teach you how to speak like a lady, you know, and I could throw in some manners while I’m at it.”
That really frosted her agates and she stormed off.
She returned with our food and snapped, “Enjoy your lunch,” and spun off down the aisle.
We ate our lunch and I left a 10 tip for her troubles.
As we shopped and ran errands, all I could think about was how Shawna had called me Daddy and Stephanie’s appointment at the end of the week. I started to think about the salon and having her waxed after her tattoo got filled in. After all, it was Shawna’s suggestion that she take Stephanie there. And she went at the end of the day and partied with the ladies there. I could picture my sweet, little girl servicing a shop full of women, women that waxed other women’s privates for a living.
Nadene
- 03.06.2022
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