I’d started driving over the road around the time we met. She encouraged me because the money was good and there was plenty of work, but neither of us liked the fact that I was away for weeks at a time. While I was on the road, the cell phone bill was out of control. Sid tried for a promotion at her job then got furious when she realized how dead end her job had become. I felt frustrated because I couldn’t be home to lend more support as she went through a tough transition of realizing she wouldn’t get the position because she was a woman. She worked in a family-owned business where the good ole boys’ club was alive and well. She realized she was at the point where it was fight or flight from the company.

"You want to be with me, right?"

"Of course."

"Then go to truck school. You can drive truck with me."

"Me?" She was five foot four, with dark hair and eyes, and frankly had never thought about driving as a part of any job, let alone pursuing professional driving as a living.

"Tell you what. You have some time coming from work. Take a couple days and I’ll take you out on the road with me to see how you like it. There’s lots of women drivers. You’ll see."

"I’ll think about it." Sidney said. Her brain was going fifty miles a minute. She was good about considering new ideas.

The next time I pulled my rig home, she made the arrangements and had her suitcase packed. We had some crazy sex at home, slept a bit, then in the afternoon, she moved her things into my truck. It was crowded, but we squeezed her in. I had a bed, a refrigerator, a small VCR/television. Now I had a potential co-driver. Things were looking up.

I was on a load where I needed to pull 43,000 lbs. across seven states. I’d started with plenty of hours to do it, but stopping at home to sleep, and the extra time for send-you-through-the-roof fucking had put me a little behind schedule. I did a quick walk around the truck and settled in, ready to drive 600 miles before parking for the night. Sid sat in the jump seat (trucker name for the passenger seat), kept the conversation lively, changed the music, and eventually looked like she wanted to chill out.

"You can go back to the sleeper berth," I told her. It was late, but I still had a hundred miles to drive.

"Okay," she said. I could tell she was still cranked up from the hours of fucking we’d done earlier. She was in that peaceful, but thrilled state she got to. "How many hours you got left?" she asked.

"Maybe two."

"Okay, I’ll go lie down, but I don’t think I’m going to go to sleep." She kissed me on the cheek.

Okay! I thought. She was up to something. She shuffled through my video collection and popped a tape into the VCR.

"I’m gonna watch one of your movies while you finish."

"What you gonna watch?" I started to ask, but I didn’t need the answer. I could tell as soon as the tape got rolling. She had one of my sex videos. It quickly elapsed into a scene where two women were sucking each other’s tits and pussies. Sidney stripped down to her black bra and thong and laid over the covers on the twin-sized mattress. She pressed the remote control so the gasps and sighs from the girls in the movies took over the truck.

"You like this part?" I called over the roar of the engine.

"Yes I do," she called. "I’d love to have one of these beautiful girls sucking on my tit right now." She giggled. "Especially since you’re all busy driving."

I kept looking at the road, but every time I turned my head to check my driver’s side mirror, I could see glimpses of tongue and pussy going at it in the video.

"Don’t mind me," Sidney called playfully from the back, "but I’m going to start jamming on my pussy while I watch this."

I liked to jack off while I watched the movies, but I’d had no idea that Sidney would like watching them, nor that she’d want to jack off while she watched. I kept listening to the sounds of women stroking, the actresses’ voices telling the camera man what hot, horny sluts they both were. I drove, the thought of my Sidney back there stroking her own shaved pussy and I could easily imagine the catch of her voice as she started to play on all her special spots, the look in her eyes as she rubbed her clit over and over. She liked to spread her legs real wide while she played, and I loved watching her! I glanced back over my shoulder. Sure enough, she had her legs wide open and I could see her hand stroke, stroke, stroking it along with the gals on the movie. My dick was getting harder and harder. I had to adjust my jeans to get it to slide down by my leg.

"You want some of this?" she asked.

"Of course I want some of that," I said, "but somebody’s got to drive this truck."

"Of course I want you to drive the truck," she quipped back, "but somebody’s got to take care of this pussy."

This was torture. I glanced back at her all spread out on the bed. She pulled a vibrator out of her bag. It was shaped like a big black dick. I got it for her when I first headed out on the road and told her not to get too used to it. I had my own big cock that I liked sinking into her slick pussy. I shifted the mirror on my visor to try to see if I could line her up. We were on a hilly, quiet part of Interstate 5 where the speed limit was only 55 and the road was relatively straight.

Sid saw I was watching, and she started hamming it up. She grabbed a plastic bottle out of her suitcase and squeezed lubricant all over the dildo. She spread her legs as wide as they would go and started sliding that thick vibrator in and out of her body. She gasped and sighed. I watched her, then my dick thickened some more and I unzipped my pants to move things around. My cock burst out of the confinement and curled up towards my belly.

"Whatcha doin’?" she asked coyly, knowing perfectly well what she was doing to me.

"I’m trying to give myself a little room up here. Not all of us have enough space to spread our legs out all wide like that."

"Like this?" She stood up, naked, and stepped to the front of the truck. She sat down in the jump seat again, and sprawled out, the plastic dick easing in and out of her body. She threw one of her feet up over the dashboard and the left foot back on the bed behind my seat. She spread her pussy wide open and started buzzing at her clit with the vibrator. The volume was down a bit on the television, but I could hear that the movie had gotten to the part where a black stud with twelve solid inches had come to rescue the pair of women in need of a good fuck. Sidney turned her head to watch the scene. He had both girls lying face down, one girl on top of the other, both asses in his face. He would plunge into one girl, then the other, smashing his meat into each hole until each girl’s sighs accelerated, then he would pull out and slide into the other woman’s cunt.

"Oh I really like this part," she teased. "You know where I could find a nice hung boy like him to take care of this little ole pussy?"

"Yah, I’ve got one right here."

"I see that," she said, rubbing hard on her clit which poked out from the folds of her slick vulva like a pencil eraser. She rubbed it very deliberately, watching my face. "But you’re driving. I can’t let you get too distracted from the road."

Shit. I was driving, and I was distracted, but I was still keeping it on the road. "Damn it, Woman, I can drive this truck. Come suck my cock."

Sidney giggled. She loved to give head, and I knew she would eventually, but she wanted to have her fun. "Maybe I will and maybe I won’t."

I looked in my side mirror. "There’s a Peterbilt about to pass me. You gonna cover yourself up?"

"Nope." She sat on the edge of the seat, the glow from the television lighting up the cab. She watched the dildo sink in and out of her body. She wasn’t really getting off on what she was doing with the dildo, but I could tell she was getting off on what she was doing to me. As the truck passed, she waved at the driver. I couldn’t tell if he noticed that she was naked or not. Hell, how could he not? Her tits were all over the place, and her hands were all over her pussy.

"Geez, Woman. What are you trying to do? Get me arrested?

"Like he would ever turn this in. He’s in there wishing he had some hot chick in the cab of his truck stroking on her pussy. Give me a break."

She had a point.

"What do you think I can do with that gear shift?" She stood up and sidled up to the gear shift and situated the vibrating head of it right up against her clitoris.

I was climbing a hill. "Hey watch out, now," I told her, "I might need to downshift. My load’s pretty heavy."

"I’ll bet you’ve got a nice heavy load," she said, giggling, grinding her pussy even harder against the triangular knob on the gearshift. I laughed. That’s one way to grind the gears! I moved my hand between her thighs and shifted to neutral, revved the engine and put it into ninth.

"Hey," she said, "I got something going here. Don’t you dare shift."

"I can take care of that. Bend forward."

She leaned down on the dash board, legs parted and I had the sweet view of her wet slit, her swollen clit, and some pussy that never seemed to get enough strokin’. I kept my foot on the throttle, pressed flat to the floor, not wanting to lose momentum and having to break my concentration to shift into eighth. I kept my hand busy, working the knuckles hard against her soft crevices. She started moaning, backing against my hand.

I started stroking her soft folds of her labia with the backs of my knuckles. She was charged up by now, and she squatted and raked her clit up and down with short, swift strokes. Every woman has her own sounds, and she panted and sighed in soft, quick bursts. Oh this woman was something else!

My truck was slowing down, but I was catching up to that Peterbilt. He was chugging up the hill even slower than I was. He was hauling a crane, so his load was probably over the legal weight. I edged into the left lane so that I wouldn’t get bogged down behind him. I had to stop diddling Sidney a second to downshift.

Sid picked up the dildo and started fucking herself with it. She was standing on the floor by the gearshift and leaning over the jump seat, her face down and her ass up. I was getting a perfect view of the action. My truck was almost nose to nose with the Peterbilt. He looked over to give me the friendly wave that drivers give to each other when they pass, and his eyes just about bugged out of his head. There I was, driving uphill, my girl fucking with a dildo, her ass up in the air, and she was really into it.

The Peterbilt driver motioned to his CB radio. I cranked up the volume, and pushed the lever on the microphone. Sidney wasn’t paying attention to what I was doing, and I didn’t know if I wanted her to know. I was broadcasting her fuck noises all over the airwaves. While I had the microphone clicked, the other drivers couldn’t talk over me and interrupt her session, but they could all hear what she was doing. The Peterbilt flashed me into the right lane in front of him and I knew he was glued to his speakers, listening to her cries. She kept jamming the dildo in and out.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh baby! Fuck me fuck me FUCK me!" She sounded way hotter than the girls in the movie she’d been watching. Even that was making plenty of noise in the background. One of those girls was hollering, "Give me that huge dick. Give it to me now!"

I heard an enthusiastic listener honk his airhorn from the oncoming traffic. I don’t think Sidney noticed. She was self-absorbed, bouncing and bobbing against the dildo. My own dick sprang out with a mind of its own. Oh, I wanted to jack off! I could feel the blood pounding into the head. It didn’t care that we’d had quite a strenuous session earlier in the day.

The girl in the movie was winding up to cum. Her sounds were merging with Sid’s. "Go Baby, Go," the second woman in the movie was urging, as the black stud fucked her balls deep. Her voice was climbing in octaves as he kept drilling away. It sounded fabulous. Then Sid was going to cum. Her moans were getting more primal and louder. She aimed the dildo so it would be sure to hit against her G-spot. She was really pounding it home. "Uhn! Uhn! Uhn, Oh MY GOD!" Sidney screamed. Her cunt muscles clenched on the dildo and ultimately pushed it out. It clattered on the floor near the gear shift.

I turned off the microphone and clipped it back before she noticed that I was using the CB.

"Driver, whatcha got going on in there?" The CB radio squawked.

"Was that what I think it was? OOOOOooooo-eeee! Someone’s having a little fun!" said a second listener in a Southern accent.

Sidney froze. "What was that?" She moved to sit in the jump seat.

"A couple other drivers. Looks like you got yourself a fan club. These trucks have been passing me and getting an eyeful."

That, and I blasted your fuck sounds all over the air wave. But that was going to be my little secret.

I was over the crest of the mountain and now was braking to keep from flying down the other side. I had to put my hands on the wheel, because there were some turns coming up. The Peterbilt gained speed and scooted into the lane to pass. He pulled up alongside my truck and tipped his hat.

Sidney waved, looking a little fishy. He was getting a nice shot of her perky little boobs. She didn’t have a clue why everyone was so interested.

"Ooh!" she said, after he passed, "look at you. Somebody’d better take care of that." She knelt beside my seat and bent down over my throbbing organ. She started sucking the head and massaging my balls. I adjusted the seat height and the steering wheel so she would have enough room for her head.

I had truck drivers slowing down to gawk at her blowing me inside my cab.

I was thinking she might be just right for this career.

 

It was the morning of my 16 ^th birthday, the day I would be sold. I was taken to a large exam room and my diaper was taken off. I was bathed and made to wear the thick leather collar I had made in leather craft. Another diaper was put on along with a leash and I was led into a small wooden crate with air holes drilled into it and locked in. I was loaded onto the truck and driven to town.

It was my first time off the grounds of the orphanage so I looked out of the holes in my crate in awe of the changing landscape. The truck stopped after about a half a day and the crate was unloaded and opened and I was led inside a large building and told that I was the only one today. There were four men and one woman watching me and others looked on as I was lifted onto a steel table and my diaper came off. I was cleaned off and told to raise my rump high. The four men and woman looked at all my holes and squeezed my tits, inspecting me and writing things down separately. I felt my cheeks get separated and I jumped slightly when my holes were touched lightly. Nothing was said.

A clean diaper was put on me and then I was led out into the town square where it seemed like everyone in the town was there to watch the auction. I was held off to the side and watched as breeding slaves, servants and older whores were sold. I was last and when I was brought up there was a hush over the crowd. The four men and one woman were sitting in the front row and I realized they must be the Federal Masters. I was turned and talked about, as rare virgin whore-stock and the crowd seemed like they were in awe. The men were looking at me with lust and the women seemingly with hate as the bidding started. I was sold to a large handsome man for 50,000 credits and I was put into the crate and loaded into the back of his truck.

I looked out of one of the air holes as hours later we drove up to a huge farmhouse on what seemed like many acres. I watched as some of his servants carried me down into the cellar and opened the crate. I peaked out slowly and waited for instruction. The big man leaned down and looked at me and told me it was ok to come out. I crawled out tentatively and he pulled on my leash telling me it was ok and not to be scared. He asked me if I needed a diaper change and I instantly came out of the crate and lay on the floor on my back and raised my legs for him. He said, "Good whore," and he changed my diaper and cleaned me up. He said, "I'm your new Daddy, can you say Daddy, whore?" He was rubbing cream into my holes as I nodded my head and said, "Daddy." "Good whore," he said, "Daddy is going to show you how to go in the potty." I was confused but my new Daddy was so nice so I said, "Ok Daddy," and I smiled. He continued rubbing the cream in and he sat back on his heels and just looked at me and said, "You're a very pretty whore," and he reached down and rubbed my breast. I squeaked and said, "That tickles Daddy and he pinched my nipple until I flinched. "Do you like it, whore?" he said. "Yes Daddy, but it makes me feel like I have to pee, Daddy." "That's because you're a whore and the only thing your good for, is to have your holes filled," as he put his finger slowly into my cunt hole and felt for my hymen. He smiled and said "I think I need to fill your ass hole, whore, maybe I'll sell your cunt's virginity to the highest bidder." I didn't really understand him so I smiled and said, "OK Daddy." He tickled my clit and said, "The next time you have to pee you tell me ok, whore?" "Yes Daddy," I replied and he unhooked my leash and told me to follow him.

I followed him upstairs to a huge modern kitchen with a large island counter in the middle of the room. There were pots hanging on a rack above the marble-topped island and all the appliances were steel. The back wall of the kitchen was all windows and French doors out to a deck leading to a pool. I could see a barn and a couple of buildings leading back to woods all around to the distance.

He told me to hop up onto the island part of the counter onto my stomach with my legs dangling over the side. He smacked my ass and took my arms and placed them behind my back. He put a bowl of water under my face and said, "It's time to feed that mouth hole of yours. Don't use your hands, whore," and I watched him prepare to cook as I lapped at the water. He chopped onions and garlic and made us an omelet. While it was cooking he said, "Do you have to pee, whore?" I said, "No Daddy." He said, "Good," and I saw him reach for the olive oil and I felt him pour some on my ass. He rubbed it into me and said, "I'm going to enjoy this, whore." I smiled and said, "OK Daddy," and he reached over and took a wooden spoon and inserted the long smooth handle into my ass hole. I squealed and moaned and he said, "Keep drinking your water, whore. You shouldn't concern yourself with how I treat your holes." I took a deep breath and tried to ignore his probing but I was confused, it felt good and I didn't understand why. He was looking at me from different angles and he laughed and said, "You are so brainless," as he slid his hands over my ass. He fucked my hole with the stick for a while and then washed his hands and put the omelet in front of my face and told me to eat. He sat at the table and ate properly as I stuck my face into the meal and devoured it like an animal. He laughed at me and told me I was a good whore.

When he was done eating and he was satisfied that I had enough he told me to get down off the counter and clean up the dishes. He showed me how to scrape the food off and rinse them and put them into a machine. He sat back and watched me work with the spoon sticking out of my hole and the food all over my face. He showed me how to wipe down the counters and to put all the food away and he pulled at my nipples from behind me and told me to keep working. He watched me wipe the crumbs off of the counter into my hand and noticed some dropping on the floor. He grabbed my hands and head and pushed me to the ground and stuck my face onto the floor and leaned his knee into my back. He said firmly, "You stupid little bitch. Lick it up, cunt," as he pushed my head down. I stuck my tongue out and licked the floor willingly. "Do you want to please your Daddy, whore?" He asked. "Yes Daddy," I squeaked out and he got up and told me to scrub the crumbs off the floor as he slowly pushed the spoon deeper into my hole. He fucked me with it while I scrubbed and I felt that feeling again, like it felt good when he hurt me. "You crave to be humiliated and used, don't you, whore?" He said as I felt the long stick go deeper into my body.

He asked me if I had to piss and I told him yes as he worked me upstairs into a lavish bathroom, steering me by the stick in my ass. He told me to hold it in and when we got there I saw a small child's chair in the corner. He told me to stop and then said, "You sit on that potty and you relieve yourself, whore." He pulled the stick out fast and threw it in the garbage. He watched me relieve myself and laughed at me when I pissed. He said, "Look at the whore, pissing for the first time in a little potty." It took me a long time and my legs were numb as he cleaned me off and turned on the bath. He scrubbed me while on my hands and knees and slowly cleaned my ass hole with his soapy finger. I got confused again and I decided to ask, "Daddy?" "Yes, whore?" He replied as I felt another finger fuck me. "Why do I tingle when you touch me there?" I asked, breathing heavy. "Because, you are a whore and your sole duty in life is to be used. When you just breathe into it and take your abuse, you will feel release. Just breathe, never make a sound, whore." He answered and I breathed through his cleaning.

He wrapped me up in a towel and carried me into a huge red bedroom. There was fabric everywhere and he laid me back onto the bed and spread my legs back. He left and came back with a diaper and a bottle of cream and he pulled open my pussy and poured the cream onto my open pussy. His hand went right to my clit and he rubbed the cream into me and I felt like I was sliding off the earth. I instantly grabbed my nipples and pinched them hard, holding them up and I let out a moan. He laughed and said, "Maybe I should train you to be a cum whore. Yes, I am…I love it, a virgin cum whore!" He stopped rubbing me and put my diaper on. He had me step into a harness that strapped all the way from my neck to my knees and he placed me on the bed so my head was down and my ass was up. He strapped me in to straps that had been attached to the mattress so I couldn't move. He hooked my arms comfortably by my sides and covered me with the blankets. "I'm proud of your first day whore, but lets hope tomorrow is even better. Sleep."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The next morning I was woken up by the clicks of the hooks, unhooking the harness. I was told to stand and he took the harness off of me. He told me to get down and follow and I did. I crawled behind him and he said, "Did you dirty your diaper, hole? Or did you behave and wait like a good hole?" "I was a good hole, Daddy," I replied and he laughed as he bent down and took the diaper off of me. He told me to sit on the potty and I did as he watched and told me what a good whore I was. He bathed me and put a collar and leash on my neck while I was on all fours. He held something up and explained that it was a small butt plug and that I just needed to breathe. He put cream on my ass and worked the plug in while I breathed through it. It wasn't that bad so I smiled when he asked if I was OK.

He led me down to a beautiful living room and he posed me on all fours on a chair in the corner where he unhooked my leash. A servant brought him food as he read the paper and watched the TV news. The servant was instructed to feed me and I was told to get down and eat out of the bowls set on the floor in the corner. I ate sloppily and when I was done he wiped my face with a napkin and he grabbed my collar and posed me on the coffee table with my ass up. He sat behind me and told me to reach around and spread my ass cheeks and I obeyed quickly. I felt him turn the plug and he asked, "How does it feel, hole?" "It feels good, Daddy," I answered. "Good," He said and he pulled the plug out a little and shoved it back in. I breathed through it and got that tingling feeling again as he fucked my ass with the plug hard. I tried not to scream and moan with my true lustful feelings and he asked, "I bet you want to cum, whore." I was breathing heavy and I asked, "Cum, Daddy?" "That's right, I haven't explained cum," and he laughed. He told me not to worry about it for now and he kept fucking my ass as I heard a buzzing sound. He laughed and I felt him touch my clit with a vibrating ball and he told me to relax and let go. I shook and quivered as I let out a scream as I felt a quaking inside me, confused as to what it was. He rubbed my clit with the ball and shook the plug in my ass as I bucked and screamed and squirted all over his hand. He laughed as he wiped it on my ass and said, "You like that, whore? That is cum," and he let me lick his hand and he continued, "If you're a good girl and beg for it properly, I'll let you do that a lot, OK whore?" "Yes, Daddy I will beg you," I managed to get out as I recovered from the cum.

He led me into the dining room and posed me on my knees on the table at the head, face down and covered with a cloth napkin, ass up. He hooked my leash around through my legs back up to my neck. The feel of the chain digging into the plug made me instantly drip. He looked at me and laughed and he left the room. Later, while one of the servants was setting two places at the other end of the table the doorbell rang. Another servant answered the door and I peaked a look at a very tall man wearing a dark hat and long cloak. The servant showed him into the dining room to wait for Daddy and she offered him a drink as she took his coat and hat. He asked for a bloody Mary and she went to retrieve it. I watched him wander into the room and come around behind me. He laughed and the girl came back with his drink. Daddy came in and asked, "So are you hungry, Julian?" They exchanged handshakes and greetings as another servant came in and served two salads at the table. The two men sat down and discussed the price of my virginal holes. They spoke of other business and some other prospects in the area, they seemed to ignore me as they ate. Bowls of food and water were set before me and I was told to eat by Daddy.

The men ate and watched me eat with my filled ass high in the air. They were served another course as Daddy said, "So you want her virgin hole, huh? You know that plug is the biggest thing that's been in the ass." "I just want to help you work it open. I don't want the cunt, I just want that tight ass," Julian said as he ate his lunch. Daddy laughed, "I'll let you work it for 20,000 credits." "That's it? Sold." Julian said as they raised their glasses and took a drink. Daddy said, "You're already making me money, whore," and I lifted my food-covered face, napkin and all and smiled, "Thank you, Daddy." They laughed and Julian said, "How big can I go?" Daddy smiled and said, "Let's see what's in my closet," and they got up and left the room.

They came back and I was led to the living room where I was bent over a small-upholstered stool and my hands and feet were bound. Daddy told me that I was to be quiet during this training session and he put a ball gag in my mouth and hooked it so my head was kept up high. He turned the TV on right in front of me and put the porn channel on. He made me watch the breeding farms with slaves getting milked in the machines and always kept pregnant. I felt the plug come out and Daddy asked if I had to piss. I told him no and I felt cream get rubbed into my ass hole. I watched the screen: I saw the cheap whores getting fucked by huge animals in slave zoos as I felt something get pushed into my ass and it felt so good. I heard Daddy say, "Just relax, whore," and I watched the federal whores getting fucked with bats at the pre-show at National Baseball games. He made me look at the slaves in the prison camps getting punished with federal examinations and medical testing as I felt my ass get stretched wide with the object. I wanted to cum but Daddy said no voice as I just breathed hard through the pushing. I watched the lowly freak farms. There they would make the slaves work the fields and then do the freak shows in town at night for food and water. He told me if I behaved I would always be taken care of and that's why he was training me. They both laughed as the object got worked in deep and just stayed there. I heard pictures snapping as I got used to the object and kept watching the other slaves.

Daddy said, "I want her at 10 X 3 by the weekend." "You can do it, she's got 8X1 ½ in there now and it's a willing hole. Lets do it now," Julian replied. He held up a fat cock, he swung it in front of my face teasing me and I got scared at the size. I breathed hard and Daddy told me to relax and just be good. I felt the object come out of my ass slow and the next one starting to get worked in. This one went in easy because of my wet hole and I blocked out the TV and felt the giant cock in my ass. It felt so good and I tried to beg through the gag. Daddy laughed, "I forgot about that whore-stock just loves the fat cock, it's been a while since I've trained one." Julian laughed, "Its why I wanted this one, I like what you can put into them." Daddy laughed and said, "Well you can use her ass anytime Julian." "Thanks, he replied and I felt him finally pull it back out and shove it in hard.

He fucked me with it hard and slow as Daddy just laughed at my slobbering mouth and said, "If you want to cum then squeal like the pig you are, whore." I snorted and squealed as they laughed and Julian fucked my hole so hard. I felt my knees weak and shaking as I got pummeled and I begged for more. Daddy reached down and wrapped something around my leg then placed a ball on my clit and wrapped it around my other leg. I moaned and squealed as he turned the vibration on the ball. It was low and I needed more as I squealed and snorted louder and Julian just fucked me harder. I choked on the ball and they laughed as Daddy turned the ball up and I felt the whole cock get shoved in my ass. I screamed in ecstasy through the gag as I shook instantly and came so hard. It kept going and going as they kept fucking my ass and vibrating my clit. I begged for them to stop and I thought I would pee, as Julian wouldn't let up on fucking my ass hard. I snorted and squealed thinking that would let them know but it seemed to egg them on. This went on for hours as I was filled with more lube over and over and continuously milked to cum.

When they finally got tired I was untied and told to reach around and pull the fat dildo out of my ass. I did and I held it as Daddy slowly undid the ball gag and he told me to wash the dildo in the sink and then to relieve my holes. He took my face and kissed my forehead and told me I was a good whore. I washed my shit off the dildo and then sat on the little potty and relieved both holes. When I was finally done I yelled for Daddy and he came in and wiped me and washed me off. He led me back out to the living room and he had me lie back on the bed with my feet back by my ears. He rubbed my cunt and ass with cream and he rubbed it into my ass hole. He told me what a good girl I had been today and he put a diaper on me and had me step into my harness. He hooked me in, ass up and said, "Sleep."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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He was so delicate but his words were so harsh as he told me he was going to put a diaper on me the next morning and I instantly lifted my legs for him. He was going to powder me and said that my holes were too dry and instead he grabbed for the cream and said, "Your holes need to be worked well, whore. I'm going to make you crave it like a good little slut." He rubbed the cream into my holes slowly and it started to feel good. He put more on and he rubbed it into my clit and made me moan. I grabbed my knees and pulled them back for him, relaxed into the pleasure and said, "Thank you Daddy." He grabbed my ankles and held them up and rubbed the cream into my clit. He rubbed it slow and hard and my body started to shake uncontrollably. He told me to reach down and spread my ass and I did. While he lifted me by my ankles, I slowly reached down and pulled my cheeks apart for him, as I felt my orgasm close. He stopped and wrapped my hands and tied them to the bed, he put a pillow over my face and said, "I prefer the face hidden, whore." He poured more cream onto me and rubbed it into my swollen clit hard and fast making me shudder and said, "Do you want to cum whore?" "Please, Daddy, let me cum?" I moaned. He laughed and shoved some fingers into my slippery ass hole and fucked me hard as he rubbed my clit. I yelped and moaned and felt the orgasm work its way out of my body. I came so hard I squealed like a pig as he laughed at me and shoved his cock into my ass. He fucked me until he came inside it and then wrapped me into the diaper. He tied my arms up over my head and had me lie with my legs spread.

He put porn on and I watched as he showed me all these pictures of men fucking their slaves with everything but the kitchen sink. He showed me the pictures of me on his new slave site. There was the one of my ass with the spoon sticking out and then another of my ass with the fat dildo in it. You can see that my legs were bound and there was a caption under it that read: Virgin Pussy Hole-50,000 credits, whore-stock, ass 20,000 by 3-20-03 Dial Daddy. He was pleased. He was going to sell my holes and I was proud to be his, I knew I needed to please him. He said, "I like showing you off, showing the world your training. I'm going to take these pictures of you throughout your training, and make some money with your whore holes." He kept showing me pictures of other slaves and their masters beating them and shoving them into holes in the ground and fucking them with sticks. He told me that I had better behave if I don't want pain. He said, "If you just do what I say, I wont hurt you. Just be smart and listen."

Much later I felt like I had to pee and Daddy told me to just go in the diaper. I did and I sat in it for a while until he came and changed me. He wiped me off and asked if I had to shit. I told him I did and he untied me and led me to the bathroom. He pointed to the little potty and I squatted over it and did my business as he watched me. He said, "You're a dirty whore and I can't wait to see you getting your cherry popped." I finished and he had me bend over as he wiped me and told me to crawl out to the bed. I did and the whole way there he smacked my ass and told me I was getting too thin. He had me get on the bed in diaper position. He spread cream on my holes again, inside and out and told me that we were having a guest for dinner tonight. He dressed me in the diaper and a small girlie nightgown barely covering the diaper. He put my hair up in pigtails and told me to be a very good girl tonight and I wouldn't be punished. He grabbed my nipple and pinched it hard and said, "You will behave tonight and answer every question correctly and do whatever is asked of you, aren't you whore?" "Yes Daddy," I answered.

He took me downstairs and he put me in a playpen on all fours in an enormous living room. He put the Internet TV on and stopped on his favorite porn site. He made me watch as a woman was getting it in the ass, on the screen, by a fist. He went to the kitchen and I smelled food cooking and later the doorbell rang. I heard another male voice as they spoke in the kitchen and then came into the living room. They had wine glasses and Daddy said, "Here she is, my little whore." The man laughed and said, "Not even potty trained yet, I see. She's precious, I'd love to feed her." Daddy lifted me and carried me to the kitchen where he put me into a high chair and strapped me in. I watched as Daddy set the table and slide me next to the man who dipped his little finger into his wine and put it in my mouth. He said, "Wine is good for little sluts, you like it, Whore?" I shyly said, "Yes," and Daddy told me to call him Uncle Ronnie. "Yes Uncle Ronnie," I corrected and he gave me more wine on his finger. He rubbed it onto my lips and said, "She's got a pretty mouth." Daddy laughed and said, "Wait until you see her ass hole," and he served food onto their two plates. Uncle Ronnie fed me sloppily, blaming me for making myself a mess and Daddy kept laughing at how dirty I was.

When they were done Daddy said, "You can give her a bath while I clean up if you want, she's a fucking mess." Uncle Ronnie unstrapped me and carried me upstairs, tickling my tits. He carried me to the huge bedroom with my bed and put me down and told me to stay. He left the room and I heard him turn on the bath. He came back into the room with a washcloth and he wiped my face and hands. He took my diaper off and he pushed my legs back and looked at my holes. He laughed and said, "Your Daddy was right, whore, your holes are all pretty." He stood me up and took the top off me and told me to follow him. He had me get into the tub on all fours and he scrubbed me down and tickled me everywhere. He kept making me giggle, he told me he likes to tickle and he dried me off and carried me back downstairs. Daddy was in the living room and I was told to crawl around on the carpet. They smoked and drank as they watched some porn and kept telling me how they were going to tickle my holes tonight.

They were drunk by the time they picked me up and positioned me over the coffee table looking at the TV, while my ass was up and my legs were tucked under the couch. They spread my cheeks and I felt something wet getting rubbed in to my holes. Uncle Ronnie told me he wanted to tickle me inside and I felt his fingers spread my ass and enter it. Daddy told me that I could moan and I instantly did. I felt more fingers inside and he just kept pushing. I moaned louder and raised my ass high as they laughed and Daddy said, "She knows her place." I felt the fingers come out of my ass and Daddy leave the room.

Uncle Ronnie started fucking my hole again with his fingers and tickling my clit. Daddy came back with a big leather bag and plopped it down between them. I felt the fingers come out of me as I heard Uncle Ronnie gasp at the contents. I felt more lube get rubbed into me and then something smooth getting worked into my ass. I held on to the table and breathed steadily as I felt the thin object go in deep and slow. It felt good and I moaned lightly as they laughed and worked something else into my ass. It was bigger and it felt so good I moaned louder. This stretched me open more and it hurt as I held on to the table and squealed. They laughed as the thing got worked in deep and I took it all. I was going crazy; my hips started bucking as I was fucked hard and I was told to stop moving. Daddy asked, "Do you want her tied Ron?" He laughed and asked, "Only if I can tie her." "Its your money," Daddy answered and I was picked up and carried upstairs back to the huge bedroom. The things were still in my holes and my hands were tied above my head and Uncle Ronnie shoved me face up under the bed to my waist. He grabbed my legs and hooked them under the bed as well so I was a faceless set of holes for them. Daddy laughed and said, " I like this position." Daddy told him to have fun and I think he left the room. He didn't say anything to me at all I just felt him fuck me with different things and made me cum over and over as he rubbed my clit hard and fucked me deep and steady. I felt him release on me many times and by the end of the night I was left there, filled with some toys, to sleep.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

4

I woke the next morning cramped into the same position and the objects were finally coming out of me. I was released from the position and told to crawl to the bath. I got in and Daddy cleaned me inside and out. He told me I was a good girl and that I was going to be rewarded with a special treat. He dried me off and carried me back to bed and brought me a tray of food and told me to eat with my hands. It was delicious and I ate the whole thing very fast. He cleared the tray and took the covers off of me He looked at my holes and reached for the cream. He poured it over my cunt and spread my legs and rubbed it all into me. He rubbed it inside my holes and I moaned and threw my head back between the pillows and arched my back throwing my tits out. The pillows were over my face and Daddy said, "That's it, whore, you keep your slut face covered, while I use your holes." His hateful words seemed to make me hotter as I felt the heat rise with my orgasm. I gripped the wooden bed as my body jerked and he laughed as he punched into my holes harder. I felt my body drain as I begged him to stop and he just kept rubbing my clit. I brought my hands down and put them on his and he stopped and said, "I wasn't going to tie you today, whore. Are you going to make me tie you?" I thought about his expert binds and I didn't say anything, I was confused. "I'm confused, Daddy," I finally said. He laughed and said, "You want me to tie you, it's ok whore, it just means your training is working." He took my hands and pulled me down off the bed and told me to follow on my hands and knees. He bent down and said, "Tell me how bad you need me to play with you all day and night, whore?"

"I need you to play with my holes, Daddy, they hurt and you make them feel better."

"Good, whore, now keep saying it," he said as he led me into an ornate office and he told me to bend over his desk. I noticed bolts in the floor as I said my mantra over and over. He bent down and cuffed my hands together and strapped them to a bolt, and he came around behind me. I'm glad you want to be tied, whore, maybe I'll be able to get some work done today." He put his keyboard on my ass and he told me to keep my ass high and he went to work on his computer. He kept putting me down and telling me that he had booked my hole up for the night and that he was going to have some fun. He told me that he needed new pictures and this photographer was going to help him out. He posted some new pictures, telling me that he was going to dress me up for tonight. He teased my hole with a pencil eraser for a while until he said, "I'm bored slut, lets get your picture taken." He laughed and unhooked my hands and told me to follow him. He led me to the bathroom where he bathed my holes again and rubbed cream into my ass while I stood bent over grabbing my ankles.

He patted my ass when he was done and he put a diaper on me. He dressed me in a short tight t-shirt dress with cute little white socks and sneakers. He redid my hair in the pigtails and told me to follow him. He led me downstairs where he put a big coat on me and put a hat on my head and carried me to the car. It was a dark cold night and he strapped me into the backseat and took me to a house far away. I had no idea where I was. It was very dark as we pulled up to a big house in the woods. Only a few lights were lit in the massive home and we went to the door and he had me ring the bell. A man Daddy called Uncle Martin answered the door and he smiled at me and told us to come in. Daddy took my coat and hat off and said, "Show the nice man your belly, Jessie." I lifted my dress shyly and smiled at him and he just beamed, "What a big girl you are Jessie, Do you want to show me more?" He reached out his hand to mine. I smiled and took his hand and he took me into his studio. He told me to stand on the 'X' and show him, my belly again. I smiled and did it. I felt naughty and I took the dress off and squatted down and threw my head back and giggled. Daddy said, "You're being such a good girl," as the camera clicked over and over catching every moment.

Uncle Martin told me to take my diaper off and I lay down and raised my legs and Daddy laughed and said, "She doesn't know how," and he came over and took it off. Martin told him to stay and play with my holes as he kept snapping pictures. Martin threw, a dildo, lube, a bottle, a candle and a can of whipped cream at Daddy and they laughed as Daddy spread my folds with his thumb played with my clit and said, "Ever see a virgin pussy with a worked ass Martin?" I kept my arms up and Martin put down the camera, as Daddy stretched my ass hole with some fingers. Martin bent down to tie my wrists together and said, "Nice, maybe something really big in there then." Daddy laughed as Martin picked up the camera and got in close on my arms, moaning face, flushed tits and filled ass. Daddy held my legs back as I moaned and writhed for him. Martin said, "We need to tie her more," and the look on his face was like a light turned on above his head. He grabbed Daddy and they left the room and I heard laughter and screaming as they ran around the house and came back with rope and other assorted tools.

Daddy bound my legs at my knees so they were bent and my feet were tied around my hips. It was like I had no legs. Martin kept snapping pictures as I was carried upstairs to a bedroom with a low four-poster bed and set me on it. He tied my hands around my bound legs so I was like a wrapped ball. He laughed and rolled me onto my face and spread my holes wide. He said that I should be a good girl for Martin's brilliant picture idea, while the camera didn't stop snapping. I felt Daddy rub cream into my holes and work his fingers into my ass deep. I felt them come out and then his cock went in and he fucked me hard as I moaned and squealed. He came in my hole and I felt it drip as he picked me up and held me high above one of the large ball-ended posts on the bed. Martin laughed as he took more pictures. I was scared at the size as Daddy said, "Beg for me to fill your whore ass, slut." "Please Daddy, please fuck my empty ass," I begged. "I didn't hear you, whore," he said as I felt the ball pressing on my wide-open empty hole.

I felt him lower me, and the post slowly popped in as I held my breath and threw my head back and came instantly. "This is going to make some great pictures, whore," he said as I closed my eyes and shook uncontrollably just hearing the camera clicking and feeling my ass spread-open, wide. I moaned and breathed silently as I lost all will and control, I felt the shaft in my ass, pressing deep into my body. I felt his hands let me go. I heard the camera snap the pictures. I heard his voice. I opened my eyes and threw my head forward, so I just looked like another ball on top of the post. I felt myself spin and slide onto the pole more. I heard laughter and the constant clicking. I felt Daddy lift me off and set me back down onto it, all the while, pictures. Martin said, "Let me get the video," and he ran out of the room while Daddy impaled me and made me beg him for more. He let go and I just felt the room drift away as I heard Daddy sell me to the video, "This ass with a virgin cunt hole, gentlemen, 50,000 dollars to fuck a whore." They both laughed as I drifted in and out of consciousness.

I woke up bent over tied on all fours in a wooden box. I waited and waited and finally the box opened and Daddy smiled and said, "Oh good, you're awake." He lifted me out and carried me outside to the patio. There was a big party going on and he threw me into the pool. I was tied and struggling to swim as I felt hands grab me and lift my face above the water. I felt fingers find my ass hole as I was carried to the edge of the pool and told by someone behind me to hold on. I grabbed the ladder and the man drove his cock into my ass and fucked my hole deep. I moaned and threw my head back to arch my back and he reached around my body and drove it deeper and I felt him cum. He lifted me and swam over to the shallow end and set me down. He smacked my ass and swam away.

A woman swam over to me and looked at my mouth. She kissed me long and wet as I felt her hand, work its way behind me to my clit. She shoved her tongue into my mouth and pinched my clit hard. She rubbed it as she tickled my mouth with her dripping tongue. She licked my shoulder and kissed me again and laid down in the shallow water in front of my face and spread her legs open wide. She told me to lick her and I saw Daddy come over to me. He grabbed my head and shoved it into the woman's pussy. She moaned and writhed under me as I found her clit and sucked it hard. I felt hands spreading my cheeks and wetness as something was worked into my ass. I moaned into her cunt as she grabbed my head and held me sucking her clit like a cock. I felt the object push in all the way and start to fuck me hard and with long strokes. It made me crazy and I wanted to cum so bad. I sucked her until she came on my face and got up and fixed herself a drink.

My ass kept getting reamed as another woman lied down in front of me and shoved her cunt into my face. I sucked her clit for cum as the strokes in my ass continued with no breaks. I moaned and tried to back into it and I got a smack on my ass. I made the second woman cum and looked behind me to see a man fucking me with a large dildo, it must have been 10 inches long and 3" wide. Daddy laughed and said, "I love stretching her hole." The man agreed and pushed it in faster and faster and he reached down and pushed his fingers into my wet clit. I cried out and came so hard that I hid my head and Daddy laughed and told them how he had been hiding my head. They all laughed as I was pumped and drained and Daddy untied me and told me to swim.

I swam around and the man that had fucked me with the dildo pulled me back onto him and guided my hips over his rock hard cock. He told me that whores make him the horniest and he sat my ass hole onto his cock. I instantly spread my legs for him and moaned like a good whore. He whispered into my ear that he wanted to buy my virgin cunt and show himself a good time. He told me that I had a good ass as he pumped his cum into me and let me go. I watched him go right to Daddy as this guy who was sitting on the edge of the pool told me to come to him. I did and he told me to lie back in the water and put my feet, spread over the edge of the pool. I did and as I floated there he explored my ass with his foot. He probed my ass hole with his big toe as Daddy walked over and told the man that I had been sold for the night and that I had to go now. The man took his toe out of me and I followed Daddy out of the pool and inside to the bathroom.

He washed me in the shower and he said, "You get to wear adult whore clothes tonight since you've been such a good girl." He dressed me in thigh high stockings and black high-heeled shoes. He put a short skirt on me that barely covered my ass and a corset, tied tight. He left the room and came back in with a brush and he did my hair in one ponytail on top of my head. He reached over and grabbed a hood and he just unzipped the eyes and mouth and he said, "I like it when your slut face is kept covered whore." He fed my hair through the hole in the top and slid the hood over my head. He zipped it up and strapped the collar around my neck on the tight side. He handed me a leash and said, "I want you to walk outside and find the man that told you he would buy you tonight. Call him Master when you find him and hand him your leash." I held my covered head high and realized what I had to do to please Daddy. He watched me as everyone did as I walked through the party by the pool and right up to the now dressed man who wanted me earlier. I got down on my knees in front of him and lifted my leash and put my head down in respect and said, "I submit to you Master." I heard Daddy laugh and people clap as Master zipped the mouth shut and hooked the leash onto my collar and led me to his car. He lifted me into the trunk and told me to be a good girl.

We drove for a long time and I was starving by the time we got to his house. He lifted me out of his car and led me by the leash on all fours into his basement. The walls were unfinished stone with all kinds of chairs with straps and torture devices and racks. There was a gynecological table and a rack against one wall with huge phalluses sticking out of it lined up in a row. There were all kinds of TV screens and cameras set up everywhere. The place was a mess and he looked down and he told me to call him Uncle Teddy. Ted looked at me longingly and told me he liked them dirtier and he reached down and grabbed my tit and squeezed my nipple. He said, "I can't wait to fuck your new pink hole whore," and he squeezed my nipple hard until I squealed.

He grabbed me by my collar and led me over to the gynecological table and he pushed me back. He put my legs into the stirrups and tied my knees back. He rubbed my holes with oil telling me to just relax into it and he fixed a camera on the tip of his fat cock and told me to stay still and watch the TV. I looked up and saw a close up of my open holes on the screen. He told me to relax and he opened a cabinet next to him and took out some things and put them out of my sight. He snapped gloves on his hands and he put lube on them and spread it all over my ass hole. He spread my cheeks and probed both of my holes playing with them as I realized he was getting my pussy wet. He fingered my ass hole as I watched it on the screen and it felt almost surreal to feel and see it in front of me at the same time and I started to get very hot. He told me that my pussy was amazingly wet and he kept probing my ass hole with his fingers and he slipped his thumbs into my ass and pulled out and stretched me. I yelped as he kept saying just be a good little girl and breathe through it. I screamed through the amazing feeling as he laughed and told me to be a good girl and I just whimpered and tried to breathe and be good. He pulled it open wide as I screamed and at one point he told me how much this video would make him. Tears were streaming down my face as I realized I was moaning more and more. He got into a rhythm with it and proceeded to stretch me open like that until I felt myself cum like nothing I had ever felt. I just started bucking and drooling and he kept doing it laughing at me and egging me on. "Come on, good girl, cum for your Uncle Teddy, make your hole please your Uncle Teddy you little pig." I relaxed my body and he kept playing with me until I started to beg him to let me be and then he stopped and took his gloves off. He came around to look at me and asked, "Do you think I'm anywhere near done" and I shook my head and he laughed and told me he was going to pop my cherry now.

He untied my legs and bent me over a table in the corner. He tied me so my ass was high and my legs were off the ground. I felt dizzy being bent in half and I felt him rub my clit. He told me it should hurt and he shoved a fat dildo in my ass and said, "Get ready to feel the pop and he worked his cock into my pussy. He pulled my hair back as I screamed from the pain and made me watch the TV screen. He laughed and said watch this and he shoved his cock in and I watched and felt myself bleed. I cried and moaned as I felt the dildo get worked in from his hips pumping my cunt. I begged for him to stop and he kept laughing as he fucked me harder.

He fucked my cunt for a long time and even after he came on me he wouldn't stop fucking it. He picked me up and bent me over the pool table and laughed as he pulled the dildo out of my ass and aimed the cameras at my holes. I saw that he was putting lube on something and then he held it up for me so I could see it in the screen. It was a pool cue and he poked at my ass with the bigger end. "I'm going to fuck you so hard tonight your Daddy won't be able to fuck you for a week." He smacked my ass hard a couple of times and teased me with the cue. He said, "Whore in the corner pocket." I saw him grab another cue and dip them both in the jar of lube and work them into my holes. I screamed as he fucked me hard and I watched myself getting it on the screen. I screamed and breathed hard and pulled against the binds as he laughed at me and just kept going. When I was dry he dipped them back in the lube and shoved them back in hard. It felt so good and I couldn't stop screaming and all he did was fuck me harder and laugh at me. He said, " You look like a piece of meat, whore." He stopped fucking me. The sticks came out quick and he set up another camera and turned on another TV. In this shot I saw the full view of me with the cues leaning against the wall behind me. He reached into the cabinet and took out a fat long double dildo and held it up to the camera. I moaned and he told me to beg for it and he told me he was going to work me open for my Daddy and he dipped the dildos into the lube and held it up. "Please Master use my holes more, please" He laughed and spanked my ass a couple of times and pinched my nipple until I looked over and saw him start to work the obviously too big dildos into my holes. I was so exited to please him and he laughed and kept pushing until they popped into each hole. I screamed and begged to cum as I felt him rip me open and he just laughed and I watched as he push it harder until it was in to the hilt. I moaned and I realized they were locked in and he came over to my face. He climbed onto me and shoved his cock into my mouth and humped my face all the time filming, still shoving the cocks in and out of my holes. I opened my throat and took it all as I came over and over, seemingly drifting off out of body.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

5

I woke up in my bed wrapped with rope from neck to ankles and my body ached with the massive fucking my holes had received. I lied there quietly thinking I had never been in this room and I didn't even hear Daddy until he said, "If your good I'll let him play with you again." He rolled me over and I realized my holes were uncovered. I felt him rub cream into them as I lifted my hips and he drenched my holes. He told me it was nice to get to use my cunt as he worked the cream inside my holes and let me cum. He left and came back and rolled me back over. He fed me and told me that I had been very good and today was going to be fun. He untied me and bathed me and dressed me in a short girlie nightgown and gave me the bottle of cream to hold. I was led to a giant red bedroom with a sitting room on one side. The ceilings were high and the room itself was cozy yet at the same time menacing. I saw wooden hooks built into the huge wooden four-poster bed which also had giant carved phalluses sticking out of it in various places. There was a TV screen across from a huge chair and an ottoman. I was told to kneel and bend over the ottoman in front of the chair.

I did and Daddy came in finally and sat behind me and said, "We are going to watch your movie whore." He reached over and took the cream and rubbed my holes with it and put me on the screen from the night before. I was mortified as he laughed at me and I watched my cunt get popped then fucked with the pool cues and the double dildo. It just kept going I realized even after I was obviously passed out. Daddy was rubbing the cold, slippery cream inside my holes gently with his fingers and it felt so good as I watched myself getting fucked over and over by Ted. After the dildos he fucked my pussy hole with his cock again then my ass hole. He kept smacking me and getting my ass really red. After that he had poured olive oil on my holes and held up a fat wobbly sausage. Daddy laughed as we watched, on the screen, Ted fuck my cunt with the oil-slathered piece of meat. I was embarrased as I realized Daddy's fingers in my holes were getting me wet and he realized it too and he said, "I love how you crave it now, whore." He told me to relax and that he was going to put a plug in my ass and I felt it enter me and he left me like that for the rest of the movie.

Ted had fucked me with various objects all through the night including; the pool cues again, various other oddly shaped dildos and even made me cum (still passed out) when he was fucking my ass with a beer bottle and holding a vibrating ball on my clit. I saw myself shake uncontrollably watching my orgasm that I didn't feel and it got me even wetter and I clenched my legs together. Daddy saw me suffering and I watched as Ted wrapped me in the rope and threw me in the trunk and dropped me off at Daddy's doorstep. Daddy laughed and said, "You made a good movie whore, lets see how many hits you got on your website." He flipped on the Internet TV and got to the page and I saw the pictures of me impaled on the bed-post. He said we needed to put the movie on here and he did and laughed at how many 'dates' I had this weekend. I smiled and said, "Thank you Daddy," and he made me cum.

"I have a special treat for you, whore." He said as he smacked my ass. I found a man to pay a lot of money to buy you this weekend. He was very specific in his needs. He prefers whore-stock for their obvious need to be pummeled. I was confused and I wiggle my ass and said, "Yes Daddy." He laughed and rubbed my head, "I think you'll like it. He's a bit of a clean freak but that never hurt anybody. He wants a prisoner so it might be a little rough whore, but you'll be fine. I led me into the bathroom and pulled the plug out and had me wash it. I was told to empty my holes and then I got in the bath. He scrubbed me harder this time and fingered my holes well. I was dried and a large plug was locked into my ass. I was dressed in a white button down with a gray sweater. A short, gray skirt, knee-highs and shoes topped off the uniform, a red tie as the cherry on the cake. My arms were handcuffed behind my back and a hood was tied over my head. I was lifted and carried to a van and strapped into the seat with my legs spread. "Just do as your told, and listen carefully. He'll try to trick you, he loves to punish," Daddy said as he drove the car for hours.

We stopped and I was lifted out and put down and led by the neck through a gate and down into some kind of cellar.

Even though Victoria and I had always been close, and had what I would call an ideal marriage, we had grown even closer in the last several months. Even though I had always known it, I was now completely confident that she would do anything for her family. She would always be there when she was really needed and it counted. It was crystal clear, even more so than before, that we were everything to her, the most important thing in her life. I had learned that we could be that, and she could still do her job. The two were not incompatible. I had also put aside the irritation I always felt about her job. She just couldn't tell me, and that was it. Not wouldn't - couldn't. She vowed not to lie to me anymore about anything. If she could not answer, she would just say she could not talk about it, and I vowed I would not pursue it anymore when she said that. I was touched the night she expressed to me how badly she had felt, even not being able to sleep at night, every time she lied to me. I think we loved each other more than we ever had, and that was saying a lot.

Cindi was getting better every day. She was getting more confident, although she was still leery about boys. I think that will continue until she falls in love with one, and finds out they are not all jerks. Probably someone a little older than her, more mature, more sensitive. That is what attracted her to me. One thing I am both happy and sad about - we are slowly phasing out our sexual relationship. Not deliberately, it just doesn't happen as often anymore; it isn't needed as much by her as it once was. We still get together occasionally and we still enjoy it tremendously, but it appears she really did just need it to get her over her bad memories. It just took much more than the one time she planned. I miss her that way - but we have also found that we are so close and love each other so much that just cuddling together on the couch or snuggling in bed is almost as good as sex. I have never been deprived, at least in quality if not in quantity, by my sex life with Victoria. Horniness or deprivation was never the reason for my actions with Cindi, but love and a desperate need on her part. In addition, it is doing wonders for the lingering guilty feeling I have always had. We have made no plans to stop completely, and may never, but it may also just stop all of its own accord. I think Cindi recognizes she is just not ready for a recurrent sexual relationship with anybody - she has come to agree with me that she is just too young.

I had always been a little closer to Amy that Cindi - no, that's not quite right. I was closer in a different way. That is still true, because as Cindi and I have gotten closer this summer, so have Amy and I. I have an even more profound respect and admiration for Amy since her performance during the episode with the cops. There is nothing like someone saving your life to make you trust them completely. Amy has a maturity, understanding, and wisdom well beyond her years, that Victoria, Cindi and I have come to trust explicitly. Yet she still maintains her ability to be a cute, giggly, wiggly 13 year old. She flicks back and forth like flipping a switch when it is needed, and it is obvious immediately when she changes hats. Her capacity to read and understand a situation, adapt to it, and read other peoples emotions and parts in it is uncanny. I sometimes wonder if she can read minds. But then, I decide she can't, or there are times I would be in big trouble!

Both the girls and I still enjoy immensely snuggling together in bed at night. Except for the occasional trysts with Cindi, there is little sexual content there, although there are times I wonder about Amy, but if it is there, neither of us dares to act on it. Somehow, the girls have concocted some kind of system of who is going to snuggle on what night. The nights that they both come in, it is obviously deliberate. There is no hiding of it as if it was wrong - they do it just as often when Victoria is around as not.

The girls are really heavily into cheerleading now, so that means, even more than before, constant presence of cute 13-14 year olds around all the time. They are all enjoyable - the one I enjoy the presence of most is Katie. She is almost as sweet as my girls are. Probably is as sweet, but I always give my girls the first place. She is around quite often, even staying overnight on a regular basis. She and her mother just do not have that much in common, and her mother has five other younger kids to raise, so it isn't really minded that much if she isn't around at home. Although Cindi and Amy are not all that close to her, she really likes Victoria and me, and the feeling is mutual. When I stay up late at night, and she is staying over, she will often come downstairs and snuggle up to me on the couch, or lie on the couch with her head in my lap, and watch TV. Or we will stay up for hours, just talking about anything and everything. Many nights she falls asleep with her head on my lap and I carry her into the spare bedroom to put her in bed. She and the girls are very good about somehow scheduling the time so that there is never a conflict with Katie when Amy or Cindi wants to cuddle or talk. I have never understood how females do that, seemingly without ever talking about it. She hasn't quite gotten to the point of talking about her father yet. The poor girl has been hurt very badly, and since she does not talk about that or her father, I sense they are related. I see some of the same signs in her as what Cindi went through. I hope I am wrong.

One interesting situation occurred over the summer with Amy that I found nerve wracking at the time it occurred about midway through the summer. The cheerleaders decided to host a get-together for all the girls and guys they knew, kind of like an informal party and dance. We really do not let Cindi or Amy formally date yet, but if it is an informal group with chaperones, etc, we will let them go. This one was not at our house, but was hosted at Laura's house, one of the 15-year-old cheerleaders. We debated on letting the girls go, since Laura's parents are not the best chaperones in the world, but we finally figured there would be enough other people there that it should be ok. They're not bad, just not as watchful sometimes as we are about the things teenagers will always try to get away with. We were not worried about our girls - just the idea they could be caught up in something if anything went wrong. Amy was excited about going; Cindi made it clear that she would not be there, for exactly the reasons we had questioned, and because she just was not ready for that much contact with boys yet. She decided to go to Elizabeth's house for the night, where a bunch of girls were gathering whose parents wouldn't let them go to the other gathering.

Amy had an 11:00 PM curfew time to be home. At 11:00 PM, the doorbell rang. Thinking Amy had forgotten her key, I answered the door to find Amy, drunk as a skunk, being held up by Cindi and Elizabeth's college age sister. Cindi quickly asked me to hear out what happened before I got mad and grounded Amy until her 40^th birthday. They helped me get her in, and I laid her down on the couch and turned around to hear from the two girls why I should let her live! As I calmed down, I remembered that Amy never drank, did not like the taste of the stuff, so I knew there was some kind of story here. It turns out that someone had spiked one of the bowls of punch, and Amy did not know it. Amy loves punch. By the time anyone figured out what was going on, she could not walk by herself. It would be hard to tell if Amy is drunk till she starts losing motor control, since she's so outgoing in a group and acts drunk half the time anyway. Finally, someone called Cindi pick her up, since nobody dared to bring her home. Cindi said she would stay to take care of her, but I told her to go back to Elizabeth's house. There was no sense in ruining her night; I would take care of Amy.

The first thing I noticed was that she stunk! Sorry, Amy, but it's true. She or someone had spilled various drinks on her clothes, and, yuck, she had also apparently thrown up at least once and did not have her head in the ideal position, if you get my drift. Do you know what happens when you throw up in a toilet bowl with long hair? Sorry, maybe too graphic, huh? I decided the first thing was to get her cleaned up. It was too much for a washcloth and sink - it was in her hair and everything. In the shower you go, little girl. Since she was too unstable to go in alone, it looked like she was going to take a shower with Dad.

A drunk Amy loses all the maturity that people are so impressed with her about and just becomes a constantly giggling 13 year old that says and does bizarre things. Moreover, much to my consternation, she becomes much more interested in sexually oriented subjects. Can you tell this is an embarrassed father trying to talk about his daughter? She found it great fun, as I was holding her up and washing her, to play with the hair on my chest. Of course, this was hilariously funny and necessitated much giggling. Sigh. Then she discovered that if she ran her soapy fingers over my nipples, they would get hard, just like hers. Giggle, giggle, giggle. Lord, give me patience. Good thing I love this girl. Then, did you know that if you kiss Daddy, when he is not expecting it, you can stick your tongue in his mouth and he gasps in shock? That deserved a full fledge laugh. It also rated a slap on the butt for her by me, and a retaliatory turning off the hot water for a few seconds. Little drunk Amys shriek very loud in a cold shower. Hee hee. Then came the worst of all - she discovered that Daddy has a cock and balls (giggle, giggle), that (gasp) gets really big when it gets hard (she's never seen one before, so what does she know about big), as it does really quickly when you put cute soft little Amy hands on his cock and balls and rub them (yep, you guessed it - giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle etc.). I could not believe this! Sweet, innocent little Amy? I was going to have nightmares about this for years to come. I had to get her out of here quick, but it takes time to wash her long hair when she has vomit in it. I slapped her hands and told her to behave. Oh boy, telling a drunk Amy she can't have something she thinks is fun to play with. Not good even when she is sober, useless when she is drunk. Victoria! There are times when I hate your job! This should be you doing this.

I finally got her out. Then we had more fun. Drying off a drunk Amy. Oh goody! Since I am drying off her hair and upper body with both my hands, well of course that means she can play with Daddy's privates again, since he has no hands to stop her, right? That's the way things go in Amy's (drunk) world. Then, when I moved my hands down to her lower body to dry her, that means if you are Amy you are free to throw your hands around Daddy's neck and try that tongue kissing thing again. Finally, I said the hell with drying her, she can just sleep on wet sheets, so I picked her up and carried her into bed, laid her down, covered her up, kissed her cheek, moving fast before she decided to do the tongue thing again, and started to leave the room.

"Daddy? Would you sleep with me? I want to cuddle, I can't go to sleep."

Damn. How do you know? You have only tried for 7 seconds! Did I say she was my favorite? I think she just slipped two points below the jerk, cop #1! Just kidding.

I crawled into bed and snuggled up behind her, with my arm around her waist. Go to sleep, Amy.

Then, after a few minutes, she started crying.

"Amy, what's wrong?"

"Why did they do all those awful things to Cindi, Daddy? It was terrible. And she saved me, Daddy. She let them do it to save me. Why did she do that, Daddy? It wasn't fair. She is so sweet and never was mean to anyone and they made her do those awful things, and it hurt her so much. And it was all because of me. I tease her all the time and called her a bitch when she was hurting so bad and I did not even know she sucked cocks to save me. How can I ever make that up to her?" she sobbed.

"Amy, honey, did you watch that movie when you found it?"

"Y... y... yes. Please don't be mad at me." Damn. Why did I forget about that thing? I wish I had remembered to throw it out like I meant to.

"Honey, she did those things because she loves you. I think you would have done the same for her if you had to. They did it because they were bad boys. And they paid the price for it. You make it up to Cindi by loving her, and being nice to her, just as you always do. Honey, Cindi likes your teasing, just as we all do. Her fun is in not letting you know that."

"Daddy, will you make love to me tonight?"

"No, honey, I won't. You're drunk, and you don't know what you are asking."

"Daddy, did Mommy kill those boys, because they hurt one of her babies?"

Before I could answer, I heard her snoring gently. "I don't know, Amy" I lied, whispering, and got up and went into the living room.

The next day was Saturday, so, fortunately, Amy could sleep late. She slept so late that she missed cheerleader practice for the first time in her life. Cindi went anyway. She woke up a little after noon, and came looking for me. Since I had given up on drying her off, she had slept in wet hair, and it was frightful looking, sticking out everywhere. When she came into the room, I took one look at her, and screamed "Monster, Monster!" and jumped behind the couch, peering out around the edge. She did not think it was funny at all. She gave me a dirty look and said "Very funny, DAD!"

I asked her how she was feeling. I will not repeat her answer. Amazing how she can give a non-repeatable answer and not say a single bad word. Then she climbed up into my lap, and hid her face in my shirt.

"I'm so sorry, Daddy. I'm so embarrassed."

"You didn't know the punch was spiked, honey."

"I don't mean for that. I mean for last night in the shower, and in bed." She was red now. "I'm sorry for the things I said and did, Daddy".

"It's ok, sweetie. Everybody does embarrassing things when they are drunk. Remember that."

She hid her head in my neck, looking the other way in acute embarrassment.

"Daddy, did I really ask you to make love to me last night?" She whispered softly.

I moved her head, holding it between my hands, and made her look at me.

"Amy, you and your Mom are the two most beautiful women I know. If I were 20 years younger and not your dad, I would have been proud last night to be the first one to make love to you. Make that just not being your Dad. I wouldn't care about the age difference."

I must have said something right, because she just beamed, lighting up the whole room. Then the true Amy came back. She grinned at me.

"Who said you would have been my first?"

Brat! She said it just as I was drinking, and I spit my drink all over the place. She laughed hysterically.

"You are just too easy!" I tickled her until her head hurt. Serves her right. Suddenly I was embarrassed. That does not happen often with me.

"Would I... would I have been your first?" I asked quietly. Why are you asking this? Do you really want to know?

She looked at me shyly for a second, then reached out and touched my cheek softly. "Poor Daddy. Its hard being a parent, isn't it? Especially to a smart-assed, genius kid like me." She smiled at me sweetly. "You know me, Daddy. You already know the answer to that. Yes, it is the answer you are hoping for. But thank you for asking. I love you, Daddy."

Of course, my little smart-assed genius kid always has to have the last laugh. She grinned impishly.

"But, of course, the day is yet young! And you may not know me as well as you think you do!" Snot. I tickled her until she cried for mercy.

Amy spent the entire day cuddled on the couch with me. Snuggling, or lying with her head on my lap, dozing. Just about every position she could think of to try to get comfortable. It was a nice day. I bet she has learned her lesson about drinking. Poor little thing. It was a wonderful day, one of the best I'd had. She did get sick one more time during the day. You do not realize how much you love someone, or how much he or she trusts and loves you, until you hold their head, holding their hair out of the way, while they puke their guts out. Afterwards, she lay on my lap, sighing contentedly and dozing as I softly rubbed her stomach, then her temples, trying to make her feel better. The smiles she lit up the room with as I stroked her were well worth holding her head while she puked. I did not even ask what the impish little grin was about. I did not think I wanted to know! I wondered if it had anything to do with the soft, gentle trailing of my fingertips up the inside of her leg. Once. I did not dare do it again. Amy slept with me that night. I don't think either of us moved or stopped cuddling all night long.

Sunday, Amy stayed home from practice again. When Cindi told me she was going alone again, I went in to check on Amy again. She said she still felt "yucky". I love these scientific terms, just loaded with hard data that makes it all clear what she means. She threw up again, and seemed to have a mild fever, and felt weak all over. Hmm. Seemed to be more than a hangover. Monday I offered to stay home with her, as she was still sick; had a sore throat now, too, but she said to go on, she would be fine. I called her several times during the day; she said she was ok, but it wasn't the perky Amy I normally talk to. I called her just before I left for home, but she did not answer. Asleep, I guess.

When I got home, I went to see how she was, not wanting to call out and disturb her if she was asleep. I found her on her bed, lying on her back, she and the bed soaked in sweat. She was tossing fitfully in her sleep, mumbling incoherently. I went in and touched her forehead. She was burning up. I thought I would change her out of her sweaty nightclothes; see if I could make her more comfortable. When I unbuttoned her top, and opened it up to take it off, I saw the red rash on her chest and stomach, and my blood ran cold. I checked her pulse - rapid and thready. Respiration shallow. This was not good. I quickly got a cold washrag and put it on her forehead, then went into the living room and dialed the emergency room at the hospital. Because they knew who I am, I would get better service by calling the ED rather than 911. When they answered the emergency line, I identified myself.

"I need an ambulance immediately, this is a medical emergency. I have a case of suspected severe systemic septicemia. Please hurry." I gave them my address; they said one would be there in less than five minutes and they would notify the doctors that we were coming in.

I then called Rebecca's house, and asked her mom to take Cindi over to her house when she picked her and Rebecca up after practice. I would call her later. She could tell by my voice that something was wrong, but she could also tell that now was not the time to ask.

Almost immediately after I hung up, the ambulance arrived. The paramedics looked at her, stuck a thermometer in her mouth, started an IV, and moved her to the ambulance. We were at the hospital in five minutes.

Hospital emergency rooms are not designed for the comfort of visitors. They are designed for treating patients. They are variably effective at that. However, they are really designed to treat critically ill patients, and when that patient is a particularly well liked child of a staff member, they excel beyond all expectations. They wheeled her in, checked her vital signs, and immediately carted her off to MICU. I did not even know she had gone upstairs, until I was finished talking to the ER staff.

"Can I see her now?" I asked.

"I'm sorry; she has been moved to MICU already." She gave me the doctor's name.

When I got up to the ICU, I looked up the doctor.

"How is she?"

"We will know better once we have some test results back. We started her on some wide spectrum antibiotics and some medicines to try to stabilize her heartbeat, blood pressure and respiration, and are trying to bring her fever down a little. She's a very sick girl." I asked to see her chart He showed me what they had so far, and I'm sure my face must have turned pale.

"Are you all right?"

"Can I see her?"

"Yes. Try to stay out of the way. I can't guarantee she will know you are there, though."

I went in to see her. She looked awful. She had IV's in both arms, monitors hooked up everywhere, and I could tell they would soon be putting her on a ventilator. I went over to her bed, took her hand, and held it.

She squeezed my hand! I bent down, and kissed her forehead, and she opened her eyes.

"Hi Daddy," she said weakly. "I'm sorry I am so much trouble and scared you. You know me, I will do anything for attention and to get out of school, "she teased.

"Bah! You'll have to try harder than that to get my attention," I said bravely. "A little touch of the flu, you'll be back home tomorrow."

"Liar," she whispered. "Have you called Mommy yet? You had better get her here. Cindi too." The nurse appeared and said she needed to put the ventilator mask on. "I love you, Daddy," she breathed.

"I love you too, Sweetie", I said, and left the room.

I went out into the waiting room, and then went to the nursing station. I asked to use a phone. One of the nurses, looked up, recognized me, took one look at my face, and led me to the nurses' private room. She asked the two nurses in there to please go use the conference room, set a phone in front of me, told me to buzz her if I needed anything, and left, shutting the door. I put my head down, wiped a few tears out of my eyes, and made a phone call. Then I called Victoria.

"Hello?"

"Hi."

"Hi!" She said happily. "This is a pleasant surprise! How are you?"

"Ok."

Pause. "What's wrong?" she asked concern in her voice.

"Amy's sick"

"Is she ok?"

"Victoria, you need to come home right now. Immediately."

She did not ask unnecessary questions. "I don't know how soon I can get a flight out of here."

"Don't worry about that. Where are you?" She told me where she was staying. Good. Right where I thought she would be. I already knew, without looking that up, where the nearest base was.

"There is a helicopter waiting at the hospital across the street from you. Go to the Emergency room, and ask for the director. Identify yourself. They will fly you to the base outside town. When you get there, identify yourself to Captain Jensen. He will meet you at the pad. They have a jet waiting for you. Do not bring any luggage with you; there will not be room for anything else. There will be a helicopter waiting at the Base here for you, to bring you to the hospital. Oh, and Victoria, if you have eaten, better ask for an airsick bag if you get sick on high speed military jets."

"Honey - what's going on? You're scaring me." The tremor in her voice verified that.

"Just get here, Victoria. Get going now. We will talk when you get here," I said, my voice breaking.

"Bye. I love you," she said, and hung up.

Next, I called Rebecca's house. Cindi answered the phone on the first ring.

"Daddy" she said, as soon as she knew it was me. "What's wrong with Amy? She is not home, and you are not home. She's sick and in the hospital, isn't she?" She sounded really upset.

"Cindi, how do you know Amy is sick and in the hospital?"

"I can just feel it. Rebecca's mom will drive me down there. Amy wants to see me and I want to see her, too". She sounded like she would be crying any minute.

"Honey, why don't you get a good night's sleep, and I will pick you up in the morning and bring you down here to see her".

"No! I am coming tonight. Daddy, she's not ok," she whispered. "I'll be there as soon as I can," she said and she hung up. I sat there listening to a dial tone. What a strange conversation.

I went in and checked on Amy again. She squeezed my hand when I held hers, but could not talk well because of the ventilator. She looked scared. I squeezed her hand and told her I loved her. She smiled and looked a little better. I just sat there with her for about an hour, holding her hand and talking to her. About an hour and a half after I talked to Victoria, I heard what sounded like a sonic boom. Amy opened her eyes and looked up at me. Victoria's here, I thought.

"That's Mommy. She'll be here in a few minutes." Amy smiled and mouthed thank you. I told her Cindi should be here shortly, too. She smiled more at that.

About 15 minutes later, I saw Victoria and Cindi walk into the ICU. They had apparently seen each other in the lobby as they walked in. I went out to meet them. A nurse was moving to intercept them, probably to tell Victoria that Cindi could not come in to visit - there were minimum age restrictions in the ICU. She was a new nurse that did not know any of us. I walked up to her to try to head off a scene. I really did not want someone telling Victoria she could not bring Cindi in. The way Cindi looked, I was not sure who would explode first.

"It's ok. She can come in. She's her twin sister."

"I'm sorry, but..."

"We're going in", I interrupted her. "Go get the hospital administrator. If he wants to throw her out, tell him to come see me." We turned around and walked towards Amy's room. Victoria looked at me with a strange look on her face.

"I've never been in an F-15, flying on afterburners across the country before. In flight refueling is a little scary".

I ignored her, and took them in to see Amy. They ran up to her, and hugged and kissed. Cindi looked briefly shocked at how Amy looked, and then she blanked her facial expression. The nurse said she would take off the ventilator mask for a while, and put a nose clip on instead.

Amy smiled weakly at Cindi.

"It's ok, I know I look terrible."

They all hugged, cried and kissed for a while, and then the doctor and nurse came in.

"I have the test results. Let's go somewhere where we can talk."

"No. I want to hear what you have to say," Amy said.

"I'm staying too," said Cindi. The doctor looked at Victoria and I, and we just shrugged. We were going to tell them what he said, anyway.

"And tell it to me straight; I don't want any BS. I understand your jargon," Amy stated emphatically.

"Ok", he sighed. "Your daughter is a very critically ill girl. She has a systemic infection throughout her whole body. So far, the antibiotics have not made much headway. It may be viral, in which case the antibiotics are not going to do any good anyway. There are signs the infection may be starting to affect many of her organs. Her blood pressure is beginning to fluctuate, her urine output is dropping, and her liver enzymes are showing a mild increase, along with her heart enzymes. If we cannot get it under control, her organs will begin to shut down. We will know more in the next 12 hours. We can do little else. If we don't get some improvement in the next 12 hours, the chances of survival are not good."

Well, she wanted it straight. Cindi and Victoria look like they were in shock. I was marginally better, but only because I knew this was what I was going to hear. Amy, surprisingly, looked calmer than she was before.

"What is causing this?" Victoria asked.

"About one in a million times, a relatively harmless virus, influenza or a cold virus, something like that, suddenly goes out of control. We don't know why it happens." As we talked, Amy seemed to drift off to sleep. I looked at the monitors and realized she was probably unconscious. I could see the nurse and doctor recognized it too.

"That's it?" Cindi finally exploded. "All this modern medicine and drugs, and you're telling us that you can't do anything and unless something changes all by itself, she is going to die?" She was yelling now, tears pouring down her face. "That's it?"

"I'm sorry," he said.

"Sorry, my ass! If you cannot do anything, then get the fuck out of here! Both of you! GET OUT! NOW!" she screamed.

"Cindi!" I started. Victoria tried to hug her, but she refused to be held. She just looked at the doctor and nurse, and pointed her finger at the door. They stood there, stunned, and when they didn't move, she shoved them towards the door. "GET OUT!" she screamed again.

"I think maybe we should leave for awhile. We will be back later." They headed for the door.

Victoria and I stood there, in shock. At Amy's prognosis. At Cindi's outburst. At everything. We were openly crying ourselves. Amy was fortunately oblivious to it all.

Cindi walked over to us, and held our hands in hers.

"Mom? Dad? Do you love me?" she whispered.

I rotate around and get on all fours at an elevation in which I can see both here face at the head of the bed, and her clit. Noting that I’m in a comfortable position, she begins by reaching her hands and teasing her breast a little. 

“Hey,”  She suddenly states. “Stick a finger in there, I want to show you something, and I know you want to.”  I decide to take her queue and stick my index finger inside of her vagina.   Its warm, and immediately gets my already used member restarting.  But the texture is not as smooth as I think it would be.  Its rather dry, and somewhat sticky.  From the wetness I had experienced earlier, this is kind of an upset.

“Okay, now take it out.”  She says, and of course I fallow. 

She then proceeds to masturbate herself.  She begins squeezing her breast much more enthusiastically than what she did before.  She plays with her nipples, both flicking them and squeezing them.  She squeezes the main bodies, in a playfully manor.  I can easily see the perfectly toned skin revile the mess of nerves and flesh inside every time she squeezes them.  Oddly enough, seeing this aspect of her internal anatomy gets me more fired up.  After only a few seconds of stimulation, I can see my sisters nipples begin to increase in  size, and the shade of her breast darken to an almost rosy red.  As she does so, her body twitches ever so often in an involuntary way.  I look down to her pussy which is  also shifting to a darker shade, and her little clit beginning to emerge from its hiding place like some sort of small animal growing more confident in its safe surroundings.   Little did it know, it would be expected to work for its new found freedom.  Eventually, my sister passes her hand down to the little appendage and touches it ever so slightly.  Her body immediately bucks at the sensation.

“Huh.”  She lets out. 

I then realize just how pleasurable this must be for her.  She touches it again, sending an identical response as the first time.  I try to look at her face, but its fully bent back, and she is completely lost in her own world now.  Suddenly, and without warning a rather slick looking white substance comes poring out her vagina.  Its obvious that this must be the stuff that wet her panties earlier.  As I watch it poor out, it reminds me of sugar water, but the density is much higher, and it moves much slower than water does, like a very watered down oil (if that is possible).  I decide to sample some of this drink. I reach my figure to it, taking a small sample of this female juice, and place it on my tongue.  The taste isn’t as bad as one would think.  Its rather salty, but still sweet at the same time.  The combination of the flavors is rather hypnotizing, and before I know it, I’m back taking an even larger sample.  To do so without touching her is quite easy as these juices are now flowing unrestrictedly.

Eventually my sister manages to pull herself back from la la land long enough to say,

“Now stick it in.”  Her tone is such that I’ve only heard on what little porno I’ve ever scene. 

I stick my finger in, and instead of the course, sticky pavilion I was introduced to earlier, now its smooth, and easily penetrated.  As my finger quickly sinks in as far as it will go, my sister lets out a gasp, but by the time I can respond, I’m already as far back inside of her as my figure will go.  Inside, I find a unique world.  Its mainly smooth and free of obstruction with the exception to a small bump and a rather net like opening.  I place some pressure on the net, and my sister lets out an odd yelp.  Its not like anything I heard before, and more so suggestive of pain than anything else.  I retract my finger away from this structure only to come to the only other structure in her vagina.  I bump it along the way, which sends my sister bucking rather oddly. 

“Wait, there.”  She says in a panicked sort of way.

I stop removing my finger, and go back to the spot from earlier.  I press up against it once more, sending my sister bucking again.  I figure this must be some sort of sensitive spot, as it renders her unable to even feel herself up.  I proceed to begin a light assault on this spot.  I press it like a button, each time getting the response I want. 

“Huh, huuh.”  My sister yells out. 

Juices come flowing out of her much faster now, and the walls of her pussy contract, gripping my finger as if trying to such it in, but I continue my action.  I increase my subtle velocity to one more energetic, but she is already to far gone to care, in fact she is now shivering at the sheer rub of my figure against this place.  Her legs begin to close as she almost seems to try to defend herself against my finger, but I’m having too much fun to stop. 

“No wait, Jason, I have to go.”  She says almost unintelligibly.

I barely even understand her as I push this button as hard as I can.  It immediately causes her to convulse, rather dangerously from my perspective. I decide enough is enough (she is still my sister after all) and try to abort to check how she is doing, but the final bullet has already been launched.  As her body comes back down to the bed, my finger is inched into the position it needs to hit her spot once again just as hard as I did the previous time.  Immediately she convulses uncontrollably, and attempts to say something but can’t and fluid, this time from a new section of her slit, comes flying out of here, getting all over myself and the bed.  I pull my finger out, but the damage is done.  I can only watch her lay there shivering, and peeing all over the place.  Of course, a sample of her fluids hits me in the face, and out of stupidity I use my tongue to sample some of it.  It tastes sort of like regular water, except for the same sweet, salty issue I got from her other juices.  I look to her for an explanation, but realize I won’t be getting one anytime soon. 

To Be continued….

The doorbell rang and before I could grab anything to put on I heard a girls voice calling my name.   It was my very best friend, since kindergarten, Wendy.  I just yelled at her to come upstairs.  We've kept no big secrets from each other and she already knows that when I'm home by myself I like to go around naked, even though she's never seen me this way, there's always a first time.

As she came up the stairs she started to turn pink, then red from blushing, then she said I can't believ it, I thought you were just kidding about being naked.   Then she looked paniced, and asked where Steve was and I told her.  We stood at the top of the stairs talking for a little bit and she kept looking down towards my pussy.   After about five minutes I asked her what she was looking at, she started to blush again.  Then she said that she can't believe I shaved my pussy.   It wasn't that many years ago we couldn't wait to have hair.  I asked her if she liked it and she hesitated a little, then said "yes, it's sexy."

Wendy is quite a bit bigger than me, she's 5' 4" weighs about 120 pounds, has 36B breasts and a nice ass.   Her hair is a dark brownish red and curly.   Ever since I've known her, it's been curly.  Her skin is very white and clear with just a couple of freckles under her eyes.  She really cute too, all the boys at school stare at her when she walks by.

I asked her if she didn't mind visiting while I kept working, so that's what we did.  She told me that she was on her way to meet our other best friend, Lisa, and wanted to know if I wanted to go to the mall with them and look at boys and stuff.  I had to tell her I promised mom and dad I'd stay away from the mall while they were gone and pretty much stay home or go to a friends house.  She said she understood.  After about 30 more minutes of visiting she got really quiet and she was looking at my pussy again.  I asked her if she was going lesbian on me.  Again with the blushing, her skin is so white it really shows up fast when she starts.

She hesitated and then asked what it felt like, to be shaved, that is.  I told her I liked it.  She asked why I did it.  I didn't want to tell the truth, so I kind of fibbed and told her I was giving myself a bikini area trim and started to wonder what it would be like and I trimmed and shaved and the next thing I knew it, I was like this.  I added, I hope the boys will like it.  She gasped and asked why I said that.  I told her because I plan on keeping it this way for a long time.

We talked about other stuff for a while then she asked me if I'd shave her.  That took me back a bit and I asked if she was serious.   She hesitated and said yes.  I told her we could trim the hair short to start with and if she wanted to go we would.   We went into my bedroom and I put a towel on the bed to catch the hair and have her my electric razor and told her to start trimming, she looked up at me and said she was afraid she'd cut herself and she wanted me to do it.  I agreed and trimmed her pubes pretty short all over.   She felt it with her hand and said to take it all off.  I said all of it?  Then she said, no but do it like yours only leave the hair wider and not as far up, more like a square.

 I got the shaving supplies and started in.  When I put my fingers on top of her clit and labia, so I wouldn't nick her, she was really wet.  When I was done, I cleaned off the shaving cream and handed her some of my body lotion and told her to use it so she wouldn't get chafed.  She got up and looked in my mirror while smoothing on the lotion and she started to grin.  She started to say, over and over again, "I like it, I really like, this is so hot."  Then she said she really needed to get going to meet Lisa.

Around noon, Steve came home for lunch.  He said he already had two lawns done and was going to try to get two more done this afternoon.  I told him Wendy stopped by, mom and dad called, and I really kind of missed seeing his cock bouncing around.  He grinned and said he loved seeing me enjoy myself.   Too bad we can't go naked when mom and dad are home.   I told him I didn't even want to go there.   Besides the risk is a big part of the fun.

Steve went back to work and so did I.  It's really nice being naked but I really found out that I like being naked when someone can see me, even more than just being naked.  By the time Steve got home in the late afternoon, he was pretty dirty and tired and said he was going to take a shower.  I had quit earlier and was watching television.  I had gone all day without putting on clothes at all, this was just so cool.  After Steve took his shower he came downstairs and now he only had on a T shirt, his cock was bobbing along in front of him and he asked if I missed him.

I told him that I hadn't missed him, but I had missed his cock and wanted him to bring over to me right away.  He obediently walked over to stand in front of me and I stroked his cock, slowly, while we talked.  Once he was hard, I asked if he'd like to watch me masturbate while he does too.  He started grinning and asked if he could kneel in front of me so he could see better.  Once he was on his knees, I asked him to come in closer and I put my legs on his shoulders.  He let out a gasp and started to pull on his cock like crazy.   I told him to slow down, I want to get his cum and I don't want it until I climax.

After that he slowed down and I spread my pussy open with my fingers and started running my fingers in and out to get them really wet with my juices, I sucked my fingers clean like this a couple of times, then I started to rub my clit.  Precum was starting to drip from Steve's cock but I didn't want to stop to get it.  I started thinking of Wendy's pussy and that got me even wetter.  It took about four minutes and I was climaxing like crazy, through my own moans I could hear Steve say he couldn't wait and he stood up in front of me.  The first gush of cum hit my lips as I opened them and then I had his cock in my mouth.  His cum was thicker tonight, at least it felt that way, it still tasted really good.

We both fixed some supper and cleaned up then we watched some more television.  I told Steve I had to go upstairs and pee and he said he wanted to watch.   Steve followed me up the stairs and into the bathroom.  I told him he wouldn't see much and I didn't know why he wanted to watch.   He told me he'd see a lot if I did it the way he wants me too and he started to blush and smile.   I asked what he wanted me to do and he walked over to the shower and said he wanted me to stand over him so he could see where it came from.   I told him he'd get wet and he smiled even more and took of his T shirt.

Well, we'd come this far in three days, what the heck, it wouldn't hurt me to pee on him.  So I got in the shower and spread my legs, Steve sat on the floor in front of me and put his face wher he could see everything.  I spread my pussy open with my fingers and started to pee, it just came gushing out, I'd been holding it for quite a while.  It hit Steve right in the face and he just kept watching.  After I was done, he stood up and said he was going to wash himself off.  We both rinsed off in the shower and rinsed the floor down.

His cock was hard as a rock the whole time.  He said that was probably the biggest turn on for him since he saw me naked.  He asked if we could do that more often and I told him I'd think about it.  After we dried off, I told him I thought we should get to bed, that way he could get the last couple of lawns done early, he agreed.

After we were in bed about 30 minutes or so, Steve called out to me and asked if I was still awake.  I said "yes, I heard you didn't I?"  He said I just wanted you to know that I think you're a really great sister and I think you are my best friend.   Then he added, don't let mom and dad know because I'll deny it.   I laughed and told him he's the best too, then I said good night.

My 14 year old red head sister was sitting on the toilet with her jeans on the floor and her pink cotton panties just up off her knees both stretched to their limits. With both hands between her legs and moving just out of sight. she was rocking back and forth slightly. Her eyes were shut while her mouth opened just a little, occasionally her tongue would show for a second before slowly disappears back into her small mouth. I can hear her little moans through the crack of the door. It didn’t take more than a minute to figure out what she was doing. Despite my conscience I was getting extremely turned on watching my little sister masturbating on the toilet. My dick got hard as I watched, so I rubbed it through my pants.

Next thing I knew I was rushing into the bathroom, locked the door behind me, and stood right in front of my sister, who is now looking at me from on top of the toilet with her eyes open wide with surprise. I then unzipped my zipper with one swift movement and fumbled to get my dick out. My sister looks from my face to my dick, now inches away from her face, with a even more surprised look. I stood there in front of her for awhile battling with my conscience. Then I grabbed my sister’s red hair with both of my hand and pulled her towards my dick so the tip of my dick was rubbing my sisters lips, leaving wet pre-cum wherever it touched. She sat there for a second, stunned, then she realized what is happening and begin to wiggle her head and trying to push me away. I held on to the back of her head with one hand and with the other hand I squeezed her nose. It didn’t take long for her to open her mouth gasping for air. I thrust my dick into her little mouth as I held her head with both of my hands. I fucked my sister’s mouth while all she can do is sit there on the toilet and took it like one of the girls I saw in my dad’s porno movie. Within two minus her mouth was slippery with my juice as she gagged and struggled. I pumped faster, before I knew it, I was cuming like never before. I pulled back a little so I shot my juice right on her tongue. Finally I stopped and pulled my dick out. I then forced her to close her mouth and she swallowed unwillingly. I stood there watching her as she tried desperately to get rid of the taste from her mouth. I looked down at her panties, her legs, and finally her bare pussy, I knew I wasn’t done.

Despite my conscience, I pulled my sister to her feet by her arms. I turned her around so we were both facing the bathroom mirror then I put my arm around her belly and held her close. I kissed her neck gently while looking at her in the mirror, studying her curves and little breasts and hairless pussy. My sister just looked back at me through the mirror with a pair of questioning eyes. After awhile I bended her roughly on top of the sink so her little ass was in the air and her tinny pink pussy exposed for the whole world to see. I reached down and touched it, my sister flinched as my finger tip touched her clit. Her pussy was surprisingly wet and that was enough to make my dick hard again. I was fascinated since it was my first time seeing a real pussy up close, so I used my index finger and swiped the length of her clit and then I smelled my finger. Then as if it’s the right thing to do, I stuck my finger in my mouth and tasted my sister’s juice. Then I got to my knees so I can look at her bare pussy more closely. I probed and rubbed some more while the whole time my sister stayed there without making any noise. Only her little wiggles every now and then led me know that she was feeling something. I leaned in closely and smelled her pussy and remembering the smell for no particular reason. After awhile I leaned in even closer and stick out my tongue to taste more of her juice. It was salty but what turned me on was really the fact that I was licking my sisters pussy. I licked and sucked until she told me shyly that she was going to pee. I stood and watched as she rushed back down on the toilet and peed. There was a pause after the splashing sound of her piss hitting the water stopped. I watched her as she sat there staring into the floor. After a final battle with my conscience I walked over, pulled her off the toilet and laid her on the floor mat. She was blushing and didn’t make a noise the whole time, not even a glace at my general direction. Slowly and gingerly I pulled down her jeans and panties, leaving only her little tee shirt and white ankle socks. Then I thought to me self, time to see if the guy on the porno movie was really feeling good when he put his dick in the girl’s pussy.

I spread my sister’s legs and positioned myself just like the guy in the movie and pushed. But every time the tip of my dick touched her pussy my sister wiggles and made little noises of protest but I held her down by pinning her hands down with my hands. And after the next time she wiggled, I pushed quickly again. This time the very tip of my dick went inside of her little pussy as she gave a little whimper. I pushed a little harder feeling my dick slipping in slowly. My sister stopped protesting and stared into my eyes with both an alarming and painful look. Her mouth formed the word “ouch, ouch, ouch.” as my dick went in deeper and deeper into her tight pussy. It felt warm and wet like her mouth but way more softer and tighter. At some point as I was pushing, the tip of my dick hit something but it was so brief I didn’t have time to stop before my dick broke through. Finally I’m all the way in. I paused for awhile wondering what I should do next. My mind was then filled with the images from my dad’s porno movies and knew instantly what to do. I started to pump in and out of her little pussy. The whole time while I was fucking her, her head was turned to the left and her eyes were squeezed shut gasping once in a while as I pushed my dick deep into her. I pumped faster when I was getting close to cum. The only sound now was the wet noises from the pumping and my sister’s panting. With the last few deep pumps I started to cum, loads after loads of my juice shot out deep into my sister’s pussy. Finally as the last bit of my cum came out, we laid there on the bathroom floor panting for awhile. Finally I looked at her face, she was blushing but again she refused to look at me. I held her close and kissed her face like she was my girlfriend. After awhile I asked her: “did it felt good?” For answer she looked at me and looked back wherever she was staring and nod. I kissed her some more and finally got up off her and pulled my cloth on just as my grandma’s car door closed outside. Just before I left to greet my grandma downstairs, I told my sister that next time I well be gentle and told her not to tell anyone about our little fun time.

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When they left I was doing my job and the photographer printed out the photos and gave it to me in an envelope that I kept inside the pockets of my jacket. I got off pretty late and was tired. I drove back home quickly and upon entering the house I got a noises coming from mom’s room.  I ignored it and went to bed. The next day I had already scanned the documents and opened an email account in an anonymous name and sent my grandma the photos. I knew about Internet tracing and everything so I sent it from a cyber café and not from home. I also told her that if she doesn’t reply in 24 hours, these would be sent to her husband. I checked my mail after 6 hours and there was reply. I told her to meet me at a mall and then we could discuss the matter from there. When I reached the shopping mall I already saw her sitting tensed at the table I had asked her to. She was equally shocked and surprised to see me. I told her all about it. She was like, ‘why cant you mind your own business and give me those photos back’. I said ‘because I want to fuck you and I want it today otherwise those pictures are going to your hubby’. She agreed because she was very scared of grandpa. We checked into a motel and as soon as we got inside the room I started to kiss her sucking her tongue and also in all places. She protested at first but later started to enjoy it. She was moaning as I undressed her. I told her to suck my cock and she started doing as I asked. I pulled her hair and made her suck my cock like a whore I could tell that she was enjoying it. I was very hard and excited and shouted out, ‘you like my cock in your mouth slut, huh, huh?’ She nodded. Then I stopped her from sucking me and pulled her up and pushed her on the bed I plunged my cock into her and she moaned out loudly I started to fuck her very fast as I was very much excited. I kept on fucking her until here came a time when I couldn’t take it anymore and had to cum. I took out my cock and put it inside her mouth again. After giving me two or more licker with her tongue I exploded in her mouth and didn’t take out my cock until she drank all my cum. ‘Fuck off bitch’ I said and came out of the motel after washing myself leaving her gasping on the bed. It was sure a good fuck. When I reached home I was horny again. Mom opened the door and said that she was going out. ‘You don’t have to go out, all you have to do is fuck me’ I said and closed the door and pushed her to side of the room. She kissed me and rubbed my cock for a while and said that it was very urgent and she went out. I jerked off later on and took a shower and was back to normal. Mom returned home with her assistant and she introduced me to her. She was a woman in her early 20s and had awesome tits and a huge ass. She introduced herself as Linda. She noticed that I was admiring her and mom left us both to get changed. As soon as mom left she said, ‘Your mom said that you like 3 some sex.’ I was totally surprised. But I said yes and she instantly came to me and started to kiss my tongue and bite my lips. She was one wild whore. She began to moan in a way that made my cock straighten up. She began to rub my cock very hard and then she pulled down my pants and started sucking my cock as wildly ad ever. I felt the greatest pleasure of all time. I squeezed her breasts while she was sucking my cock and it was awesome, they were all soft and juicy. I never noticed all this time that mom was watching us with a seductive smile on her face and a sexy nightdress with red bras and panties on. I looked at mom and indicated her to join in. she came and shoved her pussy right into my mouth and I started sucking it as well. I had no control over my self and they were treating me like somewhat like their slave. After a while of pussy eating she came down and started to suck my tongue. Linda was done by that time and she made me eat her pussy while she kissed my mom and sucked her breasts. Mom made me finger her and I was almost gonna explode and compalained that they were wayyy to wild for me. ‘Shut the fuck up and do what we say son’ shouted mom. ‘Your son’s good Benny’ moaned Linda. He’s too good. Suddenly they stopped and stepped back from me. She began to suck my cock after pushing me on the couch and 2 sides of the cock was being sucked by 2 people. I couldn’t take it and exploded right there and they drank all my cum. They must have realized that I needed rest as I drifted off to sleep in that position and when I woke up I saw that it was late and that mom left a note, ‘Linda and I are moving away to another city forever, you were not good enough for us so we are leaving you behind, GO TO HELL.’ I smiled. I was going to have to find someone new now. 

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