Title: A Libertarian Utopia: Daria and her Father

Summary: In the libertarian future of 2107, the young girl Daria
submits to her father's perversions in exchange for his support.
Meanwhile, her lucky brother Kaele embraces the sexual abundance
of their era.

Keywords: Mf, Mg, inc, ped, teen, prost, ds, md, ScFi, cons, bd, humil

Author: Bernd Lauert

Disclaimer: This is fiction. All characters and events are
imaginary. It contains consensual incest and dom-sub child
sex. Read or avoid at your own discretion.


If you're unfamiliar with the Libertarian Utopia setting, there's
an optional World Descritption at the end of this file. Two other, 
independent stories sharing the same universe can be found here:

asstr.org/files/Authors/Bernd_Lauert/sveta_the_nasty_cum_slut.txt
asstr.org/files/Authors/Bernd_Lauert/the_club_for_exceptional_child_whores.txt


=== Daria and her Father ===

15-year-old Daria was lying naked on her father's bed with his
cum drying on her smooth skin. A minute ago, he had finished
fucking her teenage pussy hard, pulled out and shot thick strains
of slimy sperm all over her beautiful little breasts and belly.
Then he had gone to take a shower, but forbidden her to wipe his
semen off and ordered her to stay on the bed, in case he wanted
seconds later.

Daria hoped she could go out tonight with her friends, but it
didn't look good. Father had been pretty horny and shot his load
fast. To her knowledge, he had no plans tonight to go out and
fuck other girls or order a child prostitute home. Her brother
Kaele was home, too, which was also bad news. Kaele had taken in
Pet, a naked 13-year-old girl who lived with him like a dog while
studying genetics and who was also a sexual servant for Daria's
brother and father. Daria had hoped maybe Kaele would go out
alone and father would then use Pet as a cum bucket instead of
his daughter again, but now it didn't look like it.

As the incestuous juices were drying on her skin, and she wasn't
allowed to touch them or get up, Daria instead played with the
thin strains of her long brown-blonde hair. Lost in thought, she
looked out the bedroom's window, admiring the pretty little fish
swimming by outside. It wasn't actually a window, but a display
screen that showed what she would have seen if the apartment had
been on the very edge of the habitat. With some digital
embellishment of the marine life's beauty.

Her perverted family lived in Abundance, one of the giant
floating habitat cities that had been deployed on the Atlantic
ocean in the late 2080s and now housed hundreds of millions of
people. They were mostly powered by solar and fusion energy and
surrounded by countless smaller floating farms which harvested
the ocean's sunlight and biomass to grow food for humans as
efficiently as possible. The cities were connected to each other
and the mainland with high-speed magnetic transport tubes. The
material components for the habitats had been manufactured in
highly automated factories using materials harvested from the
ocean floor by heavy machinery. It had been a mind-boggling
economic boom time, making people like Daria's father rich, but
the ecosystem's biodiversity had taken a savage beating for it.

Daria knew that as a small boy, father himself had survived by
sucking many cocks for very little money and renting out his
tight little asshole as a dick sleeve. He didn't speak of it
often, but Daria had seen some holo footage that his past
customers had made public, and some of the scenes were pretty
extreme. Daria, who didn't get one credit from him without being
available for sexual degradation, felt that it explained a lot of
her own childhood.

Somehow, dad had made it from a poor child whore to enough
engineering expertise to benefit from the booming 2080s. By then,
he had managed to get a job as a software architect for the new
habitats' environmental regulator algorithms. He hadn't even been
paid that much, relative to other experts, but he had invested
most of it smartly into the projects, with massive returns.

And now he was the one summoning sexy kiddie hookers to suck his
dick whenever he wanted. Unlike his own past clients, father only
liked girl whores. To Daria's great dismay, he counted his own
daughter as one of them. He had made his entire financial
support, as well as her handsome inheritance, conditional on her
sexual obedience toward him. If he felt like pumping his hard
prick or slimy man jizz onto or into her little body in some
creative way, Daria was expected to allow it without any
discussion or objection. And when he ordered some disgusting or
exhausting sex act on her part, her role was to say "Yes Daddy!"
and get to it.

In return, father financed Daria a very comfortable lifestyle.
The teenage beauty had a lot of expensive stuff to show off to
her upper-class friends. But unlike them, she didn't get a real
allowance and legally owned as good as nothing. If she wanted to
buy something, she had to contact her father through the data
nets and mediate the offer to him so he could buy it for her.

If he agreed, which he generously did, he then kept the purchase
as his own property. He merely granted her user rights to it -
which he could revoke again. This wasn't a problem if it was
something to be consumed quickly, like a dinner, or a ticket to
some show, or an educational tutoring service. But for everything
else, it meant he could take it all back at any time. Daria lived
rich, but was technically poor. Since all child support was
legally voluntary in 2107, she had to accept it this way or not
at all. So she would say "Thank you, Daddy!" with a smile and see
if he fancied a blowjob.

Her dad even owned all the clothes she wore. Even all her
underware. She was the only kid in her social circle who didn't
own their own panties at age 15. It was so embarrassing she
didn't even tell her best friend. Her body was legally her own -
even though it sometimes didn't feel that way - but the clothes
on her body were rightfully his.

In fact, this was his favorite way to get Daria naked. He loved
to walk up to her while she was learning or watching holo and
simply revoke her user rights to all the clothes she was wearing.
The Constitution would then notify her that she had a legal
obligation to immediately take them off without damaging them.

And if she refused, the automatic security system would constrain
her and take them off against her will, without hurting her of
course, but not exactly gently either. And then it would charge
her for the attempted violation of his property rights, creating
debt to him. This threat never failed to have the intended
effect: She always hurried to get herself naked immediately, to
his great amusement.

Sometimes he did this when he wasn't even in the room. That was
his way of telling her to crawl naked to his bedroom, or wherever
he was at the time, and pleasure him on command. He also
occasionally did it when he wasn't home at all, just to remind
her he could get her naked at any time. Like she needed the
reminder! But thankfully, he had never done it when she was out
in public. Daria was sure she would die from the embarrassment if
he ever chose to do that.

It was clear to her there was no way around tolerating his little
mindfuck games. For instance, there was no point in trying to get
other clothes from somewhere. She had tried that pretty early in
her childhood. But he had simply ordered her to wear only items
owned by him, at all times, as long as she wanted to live in his
apartment and get all her other stuff paid by him. His support
was clearly her best chance in life. So Daria just knew she would
always find herself naked on her knees with his dick in her mouth
anyway. After saying, "Yes, Daddy" with a sigh in her voice.

That was a lesson little Daria had learned the hard way over the
years. Like on her 12th birthday, when her aunt had given her an
amazing gift of 1000 credits, with no conditions attached. Just
like that. Daria suspected she had probably heard about the
sexual power dynamics going on in the family and wanted to give
the girl some financial freedom, now that she was going through
puberty.

But somehow, her dad had found out. On the very same evening -
her birthday no less! - he announced to her that from now on, she
was required to pay him rent for the room, clothes and food. He
explained to her that she was a big girl now and it was her
responsibility to take care of her own life. He had made it all
sound so terribly mature and fair to both of them. Even though
she knew Kaele never had to pay anything. Then he presented her
with a calculation that made it clear he expected a symbolic
amount of 2 credits each day for the next 500 days, and then the
condition would go away again.

Daria wasn't stupid and had immediately realized that,
effectively, he had demanded all of her aunt's birthday gift in
return for allowing her to stay, just like he always demanded the
sexual submission. And of course, since apparently she was a "big
girl" at age 12, she had to pay it in addition to the sex, not as
a replacement.

She had started crying, he had hugged her tight, and while still
whispering soothing words in her ear, he had revoked her user
rights to the party dress she was wearing. And then to her little
panties. Five minutes later, the 12-year-old birthday girl had
been naked on her knees with her father's hard cock buried to the
balls in her beautiful tear-stained face, bobbing her head up and
down rapidly with slurping and gagging noises coming through the
snot and tears.

These experiences were why Daria never tried to get stuff from
other people, like her wealthier friends. They obviously weren't
willing to replace all of her father's support. So he would just
find a way to syphon it all out of her again.

In his way, he was even generous. He could have demanded some
small rent below market price for years and make her pay it by
going into debt to him. It would have been an investment in her
long-term loyalty. But he didn't. Maybe he didn't want to crush
her hope for an independent future. He even made her the heir of
65% of his wealth in case he died, without any conditions on her
lifestyle afterward. Her brother wasn't happy about that number.
But Kaele didn't have to crawl naked into daddy's bedroom and
suck on his throbbing dick until hot cum shot out.

Father made it very clear that Daria didn't deserve any privacy
in his home. Even now at age 15, he still walked in on her
sleeping or changing, he joined her in the shower for a mandatory
surprise fuck, or watched her while she was taking a leak or even
pissed between her legs when she was still sitting on the toilet.

Sometimes he silently came into the room at night, beat his meat
and ejaculated thick globs of slimy sperm all over his sleeping
daughter's beautiful face. They had an ongoing agreement allowing
him to do this ever since she was 3, as a condition for her to
sleep in a bed he owned.

At that age, her father had already nudged her to learn what a
facial was, first from holo videos and the data nets. Then, when
she had gotten the gist of it, he had demonstrated it to her
personally. Under The Constitution, once a little citizen could
understand the core idea of an act and its most probable
near-term consequences, they could legally consent to it.

Daria's first blowjob for daddy had happened this way when she
was only 18 months old, just old enough to understand the basic
concept of what a dick was and that you could put it into your
mouth and suck on it. She didn't understand STDs yet, but the
system knew her father didn't have any, so it was no requirement.
As soon as the evaluative algorithms indicated that the toddler
had understood the basic idea, Daria's dad insisted that she suck
on his cock for 5 minutes every time she wanted any food from
him. He saw this as laying the fundament for his future with
Daria and built it up from there, just like one of his
engineering projects. He wasn't really into toddlers, but he
wanted to get her used to the sexual requirements of their
relationship as early as possible.

Of course, Daria could have left at any time, even as a small
child, but she didn't know where else to go. Her genetic mother,
chosen for her smarts and looks, had merely been paid for the
pregnancy by Daria's dad and wanted no contact beyond birthday
messages. Charity was sought by hundreds of millions who wished
they had a rich pervert as a father. And little Daria could tell
her dad really loved her. She spent countless comfy evenings in
his arms purring like a kitten.

So his incestuous grooming project paid its returns. Daria didn't
even bother to count how many blowjobs she had given him. How
many times she had woken up from an unexpected fatherly facial in
the middle of the night. And how many times she had gone to sleep
again on a freshly cum-soaked pillow after sucking his slimy cock
clean, with the sticky aftertaste of his fuckslime still in her
mouth. It had all been such a frequent occurrence during her
entire childhood, right until now.

But she was sure he knew the exact numbers. He had an extensive
collection of holo recordings stored in his private database for
his amusement. And for leverage. Father recorded everything that
happened in "her" room, which was really his room after all. He
had denied her all the default privacy rights that a citizen
typically enjoyed in their individual space. Since he owned that
space, that was his call, not hers.

He had always been honest about recording her, and she had
grudgingly accepted it like all the sex. Now he could publish any
or all of the recordings as he saw fit, all the holo footage of
all the sex with him, as well as her private masturbation from
when she was alone, which he undoubtedly watched too. That's why
she had always masturbated under her blanket at first, but he had
simply forbidden her to cover up whenever she was rubbing her
little pussy in a room he owned.

Since he had legally created all the recordings, he had the right
to make them public as he saw fit, even though they were all
hard-core Daria porn. Daria was sure she would have a heart
attack if her friends ever saw these holos, and while this kind
of thing was hardly a career killer in 2107, it didn't exactly
help either. Unless she wanted to become a filthy whore servicing
incest fetishists, which she didn't.

Naturally, that wasn't her father's only form of leverage. He
could also revoke her access rights to individual rooms like the
bathrooms, to utilities like the toilet or running water, or to
the food and other items in the household's inventory. Of course,
he used all of these options to degrade her and fuck with her
mind. He did this mostly because it turned him on. But sometimes
it served as a reminder of her true place when she took his money
for granted.

For example, when she complained about the food quality of some
expensive place where she had dinner with her friends, paid by
him while other kids in the city were starving. Father never
bothered arguing with her about such things. But in the following
days, he would ejaculate and spit many times into a large glass
labeled "protein drink" until it was filled. Then, the next time
she went out for dinner, he would deny her requests to pay
anything, without giving an explanation. Predictably, Daria would
make up some excuse to her friends to avoid the embarrassment of
the truth and come home early and hungry, only to find the glass
full of old slimy spit and cum next to her bed - and all her
access to his food revoked.

He wouldn't even tell her to do anything, just put the cold
spitty fuckslime there wordlessly and wait. And of course, Daria
would get the message, drink it all up and even lick the glass
clean to satisfy her father. As a reward, she would get a dry
loaf of bread and nothing else for two more days. In the
meanwhile, he filled the "protein drink" up again. Sometimes he
would explain the situation to his perverted friends and they
would gladly donate their slimy jizz and saliva as well,
understanding the educational importance of this lesson. This
went on three to five times total before she had earned back her
normal food access.

Other times, he would revoke her user rights to all the beds,
blankets, pillows, chairs and the couch, until she asked why. And
then, instead of giving an answer, he would casually mention some
extra lewd and humiliating sex acts he had seen in a holo. It
didn't take Daria's high IQ to understand all comfy items would
be locked until she "suggested" on her own initiative that she
would really enjoy doing those things for her father.

And then he would make it all sound like her idea and taunt her
for being such a pervert, until finally "giving in" to her
begging and allow her to do them. During much of her childhood,
this had been one of his favorite ways to introduce new and more
extreme perversions to her, adding to the repertoire of
amusements he could demand from his little girl.

He vividly remembered the look on her beautiful face when he had
first mentioned anilingus to her at age 5, describing how some
girls put their tongues into their daddies' assholes and kept
them there wriggling around to massage the ass, with all the
taste still switched on. Her cute little nose had been wrinkled
in disgust of the idea. Little did she know that she would soon
be begging him to do this just to sleep in the bed again, the bed
she had come to think of as her own, but that was really his.

On other occasions, he would tell her to drink a large bottle of
orange juice and then, once she had complied with a suspicious
look in her eyes, revoke her user rights to the toilets, as well
as her clothes so that she wouldn't go out to piss somewhere
else. Then he would simply wait patiently until she begged to be
allowed to use the bathroom again. He would then set a timer for
2 to 3 hours, during which she had to kneel on the floor and lick
and kiss his naked feet with a pressing bladder. Only once the
time was up, she would regain access to the toilets. If she was
lucky. If she was unlucky, he wanted to see her piss herself just
for the heck of it.

Father paced these little mind games with fiendishly good
intuition. He never overdid them so they would become
predictable. And he never pushed his daughter too far away from
loving him. A small part of her psyche even admired his
creativity and enjoyed the fatherly special attention. But Daria
would gladly have given all that up for owning all his stuff
herself.

About the only legal powers he didn't have over her in his house
were to hold her prisoner, to hurt her in a way she had not
agreed to, or to touch her against her will when she revoked her
prior agreements. All of that was universally forbidden by The
Constitution.

Especially during puberty, Daria tried to use this legal leverage
to get more concessions from him. But whenever she revoked his
sexual rights to her body in a temper tantrum or prepared to go
out when he wanted her to stay home, he would just take all his
stuff back, stop buying her anything and even kick her out of the
apartment naked until she caved. Which she always did.

And as punishment he would then order her to stay home naked for
weeks and give him permission to do whatever he wanted with her
body while all her pain and disgust stayed on. As soon as she had
formally agreed, he would quickly grab her hair, pull her down
hard and command her to lie on the cold floor on her back with
her slender teen legs spread wide. Then he would bind her wrists
and tie them to a bedpost so he could fuck her poor little pussy
deep and fast and randomly slap her pretty face hard, which was
soon covered in tears.

Her rebellious phase came to a climactic finale when she
threatened suicide at 13 and he called her bluff. He knew she
loved both him and her lifestyle far too much. After that
incident it was clear he would win any fight and she would
fulfill every perverted demand. It had even become obvious that
she would let him hurt her quite a lot whenever he really
insisted, which thankfully he only rarely did.

If she had kept up her rebellion, Daria had no doubt he would
really have cut her off for good. As he once wisely explained:

"I don't pay for the existence of vaginas I can't use. I don't
understand why any man would."

Unfairly, he never did anything remotely like this to her
brother, who was granted uninterrupted user and privacy rights.
Father could revoke them too. But he never did. As a smaller kid,
Daria had complained loudly about the sibling unfairness, but
father had given an irrefutable argument:

"I'm not gay. You're my fuck toy, he isn't."

At least Kaele wasn't allowed to fuck her. Or rather, she had no
obligation to let him, and their father hadn't ordered her to.
Kaele had asked once, when she was 11 and he 13, if dad would
tell her to suck Kaele off now and then, or at least wank him.
This was years before he had his sex Pet. In a normal family,
this would have been an absurd request, but her father abused
Daria quite openly and sometimes made her suck him in the kitchen
or living room while Kaele was present, so it wasn't exactly a
stretch of the imagination. But dad had responded with a
hostility that had surprised even Daria:

"Who the hell do you think you are!?"

And that had settled the awkward matter. As a gesture of good
will, Kaele's father told him that he could have cheap hookers
enter the house and use them as cum buckets in his room, as often
as he wanted, instead of masturbating. Dozens of very young and
poor slutgirls had come and gone frequently since then. They were
easily affordable with his allowance, stayed for hours at a time
and often left with cum stains visible all over them. Eventually
then, Kaele had gotten his little Pet to live with him, and she
had to absorb most of the teen boy's sperm production.

Daria knew her father also fucked whores on a frequent basis,
including child prostitutes of all ages. But he took them home
surprisingly rarely and then he mostly used them in one of the
bathrooms with the door locked, without involving Daria. She
suspected he had some extra disgusting toilet kink he never lived
out with her. The little sluts usually looked pretty pale,
exhausted and unhappy when they left, even though her dad paid
slightly more than the usual market prices.

Only rarely, he involved Daria with hookers. But when he did, he
expected her to service him like just another cheap payslut. She
received no privileged treatment during the session because she
was his daughter. She was used like a proper whore. He made her
wear cheap, slutty clothes, if you could even call them that, and
absurdly whorish make-up she would never have put on normally.

Then her father pushed Daria into threesomes and foursomes with
other working girls and they would swap his cum around for a
while or suck his dick together, or he made her kneel and lick
his asshole out enthusiastically while another whore bounced hard
on his throbbing dick. Or Daria had to lick his facials and
creampies off of the other whores.

These occasions had also been the first times Daria had lesbian
sex, eating out little pussies and asses that had already had
hundreds of hard dicks in them. Daria couldn't get the image of
all the loads of sperm out of her head that had been squirted
into the orifices she was licking. Father typically finished
these evenings off by paying her a few credits, the same small
sums as to the other cheap cum whores, who didn't even know she
was his daughter and not a street hooker.

On very rare occasions, when he felt particularly cruel, he then
kicked them all out of the apartment at once, including Daria,
and she had to survive the rest of the night and the next 15 days
on her whore money before being allowed back in. Father would
send her a message explicitly forbidding her to spend money other
than the prostitution credits or to take food from someone else
during this time. She was also not allowed to stay with people
she knew, if she ever wanted to come back to him.

Her only allowed option was to sell sex to strangers. Daria
despised this greatly, but he assured it was not for long and he
wouldn't do this often. For her, it would be a valuable lesson.
Then he would cease contact. She knew he himself had spent much
of his own childhood this way. And he wouldn't listen to her
complaints anyway. So the young girl inevitably gave in and
really became a subsistence whore for 15 days at a time.

Daria would never forget the humiliation of having to sell long
hours of hard anal sex to ugly men for a handful of credits, a
small fraction of what the shoes on her feet were usually worth.
And to spend entire evenings kneeling before them naked with her
slut makeup on and licking their disgusting balls, toes and
asscracks until they fancied another deepthroat orgasm. And all
this just to stay the night in their warm homes and get a cheap
breakfast.

She had been 10 when he made her do this for the first time. That
week, Daria had almost decided to leave her dad for good. But she
didn't, and two more times had followed since then. On the
upside, it really did make her appreciate her rich lifestyle
more.

Also rather rarely, only once a year since she was 11, he ordered
her to submit to long sessions of hard gang bang, bondage and
punishment games at home. For this, he hired several teenage boys
to fuck, spank and degrade her harshly. They took a very long
time to draw it all out. Father hired them for the whole day, and
the boys were used on Daria for between 5 to 7 hours each time,
with only short bathroom breaks during which her hands remained
tied and she had at least one boy cock in her mouth at all times.

Her beautiful long hair was grabbed in a fist and the boys spat
into her wide-open mouth one by one. Then she had to swallow it
all. They slapped her face and body randomly and used all kinds
of SM devices on her. Nothing too serious, but it lasted for
hours and father ordered Daria not to switch any of her
perceptions off during the session.

The financially poor teens loved this day. As they were
instructed, they laughed at her and insulted her, taking great
pleasure in mistreating a girl with her great looks and
lifestyle. They didn't care that she didn't really own any of
"her" fancy things. To them, Daria represented what they never
could have, and being paid to treat her like a filthy pig was the
best gig imaginable.

Dad didn't participate in fucking or abusing her, he just watched
the show in silent enjoyment. He always hired at least six boys
on these days, and they took boner pills and were well-rested to
make sure they could perform as expected. During the session, Dad
required that each teenage whore dick had to be fucked into each
of his beautiful daughter's orifices for at least 15 minutes,
filling her properly but without causing injury. And at least two
loads of payboy cum had to be shot into her mouth, cunt and
asshole respectively. And she was instructed to swallow whatever
they shot into her mouth.

Of course, the whole thing was recorded as well. As a finishing
touch, after they had fucked her thoroughly in all holes, the
boys put her down on the bathroom floor in bondage and then they
all lined up to spit on her and shoot one last load of boy cum
over her bound body one by one. After they left, dad required
Daria to keep lying on the bathroom floor immobilized, covered in
their collective fuckslime and cherish it.

He usually finished this off by spitting into her mouth, gagging
her and then cumming all over her glistening girl body
personally. It never took him long to shoot after watching his
gorgeous daughter so degraded. Then he just left her lying there,
with the bathroom door open and her slender legs bound and spread
wide so that her fucked-out leaking pussy was visible to anyone
walking by.

This went on for countless more hours, and she often couldn't
keep her bladder under control so long and added to the
indignation by pissing herself. When dad finally allowed her to
clean up, it was usually late at night and the exhausted girl
crawled directly into bed after a small snack.

However, there was no guarantee that he wouldn't come into her
room while she was sleeping and give her a facial. He was usually
still horny from all the perversion and rewatching the best parts
later. And then she had to suck his dick clean again and sleep
with her face on his fresh wet cum stains. If she was lucky. If
she was unlucky, he would then pull the blanket away for a second
round and take his sweet time fucking her terribly sore pussy
with long and deep strokes.

Obviously, Daria really hated these sessions. But Kaele and some
of his visiting friends got a huge voyeuristic kick out of them,
even though they couldn't touch her or participate. The only
kindness on these days was that her dad forbade everyone from
making any recordings of her predicament. He wanted to be the
only one who had these holos, to enjoy them as often as he wanted
and to threaten her with making them public data forever.

More frequently, her father invited other perverts, usually men
but also women, to use Daria as a sex toy. This had started when
she was 7. They always had children too, who sexually serviced
her dad in return, sometimes their own daughters, sometimes girls
who weren't related to them but stayed with them as permanent
lovers. These kids were never just hookers booked for the day.
Daria saw them all more than once. It was a traditional
circle-of-friends thing. Father got a huge kick out of sharing
Daria this way, in exchange for using his friends' own favorite
cum buckets.

Many of his friends were surprisingly handsome, but some of them
were ugly and disgusting, and all of them were awfully perverted.
Daria didn't enjoy sleeping with any of them... okay, maybe with
one or two who were nicer and good-looking. And she received more
than one orgasm from them over the years, which took the edge off
the humiliation.

But she didn't really want to have sex with all these people.
Daria despised that her father thought this should be her role.
She had accepted that she would do for him whatever he wanted
sexually, but she still saw herself as being above an ordinary
subsistence whore who had to earn her keep by sucking random
dick.

But dad had pointed out that they weren't random, they were dear
friends of his who let him fuck their little lovers and daughters
in return. So she sucked all his friends' dicks and licked their
balls and rimmed their sweaty assholes. She stripped for them and
of course they came on her body and face and inside her hairless
pussy and ass many times. And she swallowed gallons of their
thick jizz over the years. All while her dad was in the room and
did the same things to their favorite daughters, granddaughters
and loli cum dumpsters.

Occasionally, they had shotas with them, but since dad wasn't
gay, that was a bit awkward. So instead of using them, he let
those boys fuck Daria too. But he insisted that at least one
other sexually experienced girl 15 or younger was present, so he
could pump his warm fuckslime into her rhythmically moving body,
while his own busy daughter was stuffed with several generations
of hard dick at once.

Sometimes they also went to a friend's house, and some of them
had theme-based love nests or dungeons of various flavors. It all
looked so nice, but Daria felt it was overwhelming, exhausting.
Especially the orgies that happened when several of his friends
were invited. Daria was always sore and tired after those, and
all her food tasted like cum to her for the next few days, even
though she brushed her teeth three times. The taste was in her
mind, not in her mouth. Only her brain implant's perceptive
suppression allowed her to get rid of it, and then her food had
no taste at all.

Her brother Kaele was never allowed to take part in this family
hobby, or even watch, and she knew he took that personally. But
he distracted himself with his hookers and found all kinds of
kinky variations. He alternated their age, from as young as 4 or
5 to as old as 40. He would pay to dominate an older woman and
hurt and degrade her while he fucked her as often as he could for
a day. Or he would take it slow and order something sweet and
romantic in his age, with a lot of kissing and caressing while he
talked about his life and feelings, and the girl had to listen as
though she gave a shit.

One time, Daria could have sworn she saw a teenage transvestite
coming from Kaele's room. But she didn't get a close enough look
to confirm. She was too busy crawling naked towards her daddy's
erect penis at the time.

For a while, Kaele was a regular customer for a little domina
whore. He would then be dominated by the preteen loli who
specialized in insulting and whipping bound-up men. She had all
kinds of unexpectedly creative ways to make them feel like
worthless trash and horny at the same time. It was fun, but she
broke the spell for him when she tried to embed financial gain
into her orders:

"Give me this, slave! Buy me that, slave!"

Apparently this had worked for her before and some horny
submissive men had paid far more than her service was worth. But
it just made Kaele angry, so instead he turned the deal around:
He paid the little domina extra so he could whip and fuck her
hard with all her pain switched on until she cried authentic
tears. And that was the last of that.

Then he met his Pet on the data nets. Pet was an 11-year-old girl
who had started her own amateur stripdance and masturbation holo
series and freely made it public. She didn't do this for a
profit, even though Kaele tipped her nicely once.

Because of the accumulating abundance of such holo material, no
one could really make much money with it anymore, unless the kid
was somehow already famous. There was no shortage of vanilla
child porn on the data nets. Or extreme child porn for that
matter. Some money could still be made with interactive live
shows or professional productions where the customer could
personally fuck the porn stars. But of course millions of kids
offered that cheaply all the time.

Lovely Pet made her innocent little porn series just for fun
anyway. She was a nice normal kid who had seen lots of sex and
found that she liked it. So the slender brunette decided to
showcast her own little pussy to all of planet Earth. She loved
the thought that 28 billion people could watch her rub it with
her little slutgirl fingers and hear her moan like a dirty bitch
in heat, as often as they wanted. Most of planet Earth didn't
actually care, but for some reason Kaele had stumbled onto her
series and become a fan, even though it was nothing special.

Her real name wasn't Pet, of course. It had been her nickname
after he had jokingly suggested she should become his human pet
and she had jokingly agreed that this was in her future. She had
worn a dog collar in the next holo she made after that, and
masturbated on the floor while leashed to a bed post. The holo
was titled "Kaele's Little Pet is Horny".

Some people actually did live as human pets, either as a kink of
their own, or more commonly as a kind of permanent prostitution
deal for very poor people. But they both knew it was just a joke.

Until Pet's mother lost her job, that is. Her dad had fathered 15
other children with various women and didn't really care about
any of them, and her impulsive mom had no savings. Pet was smart
and studied every day because she wanted to become a geneticist,
but she was only 11 and years away from getting a job. Soon, they
were about to lose their home. Her mother, not finding any better
options, turned to prostitution. But this was barely enough to
cover her own costs and food. So she could no longer support Pet.

Pet made her predicament public, but even though she had a few
hundred followers who casually watched her holos, none of them
wanted to give her any money. It was Pet herself who finally
suggested to Kaele that she would "do it for real".

Become his human pet. She would live naked with him, sleep on the
floor in his room, crawl around on all fours with a collar on,
eat the cheapest dog food, talk only when he allowed it, and he
could take her out in public on a leash whenever he wanted.

Kaele loved the idea. His dad agreed, but insisted he would have
to pay all her extra costs with his current allowance, and she
would have to sleep in his room and not block the common
bathrooms, and so on. She would really be just a Pet, not a
member of the family, and she would be Kaele's responsibility.

Kaele quickly realized that this would mean he could afford
slightly fewer hookers as before, and he presented this as a real
problem to Pet. And so the inevitable happened: She agreed to
replace his whores' sexual services as well, in addition to being
a Pet, and follow all his perverted commands to the letter, no
matter what they were. Her only conditions were that he didn't
really hurt her and she would be allowed enough free time to
pursue an education at least through holo lessons while sitting
naked on his floor.

Father quickly added that, if there was going to be a little fuck
toy living in his home - he actually said "another little fuck
toy" - he would also demand any and all sexual freedoms with her.
Which was only fair since it was his place and they all needed
his permission. Pet wasn't thrilled about that, but Kaele made
his dad promise not to overdo it and leave her to him when he was
home, and she agreed.

So when Pet lost her home, she moved in with Kaele. Meanwhile,
Pet's mother took residence in a small "Rim Heaven" brothel in a
mainland city to tongue-fuck asshole after asshole for a survival
wage.

Pet arrived on their doorstep with her clothes already off and
dog collar already on, waiting on all fours, as requested by
Kaele. He put her on a leash and led her in. Pet was still a
virgin on that day, but not the next. And to Daria's surprise,
she found she had gained a new friend as well as a family Pet.

That was 2 years ago, when Kaele was 15. It quickly became clear
that the unusual couple was falling madly in love, especially Pet
who literally looked up to the handsome teen with adoration. But
this didn't stop Kaele from fucking all his cheap extra whores in
front of Pet's eyes, and insisting that she lived like a dog if
she wanted to stay. Of course, father also often commanded her to
crawl into his bedroom when Kaele wasn't home, just like he
usually commanded Daria, and little Pet spent many hours sucking
the dick, licking the balls and swallowing the cum that had once
given life to her beloved master.

Now, in the present, Daria stopped reminiscing. The teenage
beauty tore her dreamy gaze away from the pretty fish outside and
toward her father and lover, who had entered the bedroom again.
He looked clean and fresh from the shower, while his cum had
barely dried on his daughter's skin. Already, his dick was erect
again and a he greeted his little girl with a devious smile on
his face.

Daria sighed with heavy resignation. She would not be going out
tonight.

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This concludes the third "Libertarian Utopia" story. There are
other independent ones sharing the same universe. They contain
smooth little girl vaginas mixed up with hard adult penises and
you can find them here:
asstr.org/files/Authors/Bernd_Lauert/sveta_the_nasty_cum_slut.txt
asstr.org/files/Authors/Bernd_Lauert/the_club_for_exceptional_child_whores.txt



=== World Background ===

This section contains no sex. For fapping purposes, it
can be ignored. Read it only if you are curious about the world's
sci-fi background, which doesn't have to be understood to enjoy
the story.

By 2107, a smart security algorithm called The Constitution has
been installed to prevent all violent crimes on earth and protect
all individual rights, including property rights, using a
ubiquitous automated surveillance and security system that always
discreetly operates in the background. The world is much richer
than today, but the human population is much larger (28 billion),
and there is no forced redistribution of wealth. Birth rates are
high, because of medical advances that make pregnancies faster
and more comfortable, and laws that allow parents to stop giving
care or financial support to their children if they no longer
want to. All voluntary interactions are legal, including child
labor, sex and prostitution. Children are considered free
citizens in their own right, despite their relative stupidity and
inexperience. On birth, all citizens receive a brain implant that
allows them to connect to an enhanced version of the internet,
the data nets, which provide telepathic communication,
entertainment, access to knowledge and all sorts of digital
transactions. These implants also detect health issues like STDs
and enable the user to abort early pregnancies, to control their
own perceptions and emotions, to prove to others that they are
not lying, and even to choose painless suicide at any time. They
also raise the average IQ somewhat, even of young children.
Infectious diseases are mostly under control through affordable
drugs. National governance has been replaced by consent-based
institutions and free markets under The Constitution. National
borders and military conflicts no longer exist. The global
economy is fully integrated. Physical property is digitally
represented, transparent and unambiguous. It can only be
transferred with owner consent or, more rarely, as compensation
for a violation of contracts or the rights of other citizens.
There is no welfare system of any kind. Only private charities
exist, but they are never enough to sustain everyone
(reproduction is exponential after all). Even though most
children on the planet are supported by their parents or charity,
many more children are born directly into poverty or become poor
when adults stop supporting them. No one can hurt them or force
them to do anything against their will, but no one owes them
resources either, and starvation is a real threat for the
extremely poor. As a result, many child prostitutes compete for
the limited time and attention of the world's wealthy perverts
(most people are not pedophiles after all). Only exceptional
child hookers get jobs paying more than subsistence, and these
jobs require professionalism and absolute devotion even of the
youngest whores. In this story, you witness the sex lives of a
perverted father and his family in this era of liberty and
sexual abundance.





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