Who can judge a person's reactions during stress situations? The prisoner of war who gives in to his captors' demands, the kidnapped heiress who joins forces with her abductors- both must act without past experience to guide them. The end result can be either a very negative or a positive experience.
In CHAINED, PUNISHED DAUGHTER, Debby finds herself in just such a situation. Held captive by her father, degraded and forced to perform abnormal sexual acts, she nonetheless finds within herself hidden resources, a strength of character she never realized she had.
Debby suffers through an unspeakably horrible experience, but she comes through with her sensibilities intact, knowing she is finally a woman.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"I'll give you one more chance to tell me the truth, Debby," her father exclaimed, poised angrily in the center of the room.
"I've told you everything, Daddy," she replied, almost defiantly. "There wasn't anybody here today but me."
A vicious slap knocked her across the room. She reeled around, spinning toward her bed where she fell flat on her face atop the mattress.
She couldn't believe it. Her father had actually struck her with the palm of his hand! The imprint on her cheek burned crimson. How could he have possibly done such a thing? Slowly she turned back toward him, her fingers touching her tender face.
"Why, Daddy?" she asked him, her eyes full of pain.
"Why do you think I did it?" he demanded. "How many times do you expect me to listen to your lies before I do something about them?"
"But I didn't lie to you!" Debby insisted.
He didn't believe her. She had never seen her father so angry, no matter what she had ever done.
She hadn't actually lied to him-well, not really very much, and certainly no more than she had needed to protect her friends.
The hem of her pajama tops pulled up onto her naked ass-cheeks, exposing the creaminess of her bare skin. Firm rounded flesh flanked both sides of her asscrack, while between her closed legs, Edward, her father, could just see a fuzz of blonde cunt-hair peeking out.
The sheer salmon-colored baby-doll pajama top did little to hide her tits, and her nipples and their halos showed right through. Even the shadows under the plump curves of her tits could be seen clearly, from the center of the room. Her tits weren't large, barely more than upturned teacups, but the flesh was firm and tight. Her nipples jutted out as if in a constant state of excitement, driven by new hormones that were flowing through her blood. Her areolas were barely darker than the pink flesh that surrounded them, and formed bases for the tinier, darker nubs.
Debby pulled her pajamas down into her lap to cover the wispy blonde hair of her cunt. She looked down at the hem of the garment where it covered only the top three inches of her thighs.
Edward watched his daughter. There was no doubt that she could make a cock hard. His own prick was throbbing at the sight of her cunt and tits, and from the evidence he had, someone was getting an even better look than he. It drove him almost made every time he thought about what he had found.
"I'm waiting, Debby," Edward reminded her.
She glanced up. His face was flushed with his mouth twisted tight. His eyes were ablaze with frustration at his young daughter, and Debby realized she better speak up.
"A couple of friends stopped by," she admitted. "Nobody important. They didn't stay but just a little while."
"Who were they?" he demanded.
Debby gulped. There was no way her father was going to accept a boy being in the house while he was at work. It wouldn't matter that Janie had been with him or that Debby hadn't even stayed in the house.
"It was Janie and one of her other girlfriends," Debby lied, knowing when she said it that it was wrong.
She didn't like having to deceive her father, but now that it had happened, she felt that she had no other choice. Darn Janie, anyway! she thought. Janie would just have to find somewhere else to take her boys to fuck.
It was like her father knew she was lying. As soon as she told him that it had been two girls at the house, his whole face puffed up and went red. He looked like he was about to explode. Whatever trouble she had been in, she had just made it worse by telling him what had evidently been an obvious lie.
But how did he know? Debby had cleaned up the sheets stained with Janie's cunt-juice, and had even finished washing them before her father had come home. Was there something she had overlooked?
"You stay right there!" he shouted, and whirled around to stalk out of the room.
Behind him, he slammed her door shut so violently that it shook the panes of glass in the window. Debby started to leap up to follow to see where he was going, but thought better of it when she remembered his anger-crazed eyes. Whatever it was that was stoking his wrath, she better not mess with it now. Let him shout and get it out of his system, then they could go off on vacation and forget the whole thing.
She heard his feet stomping back down the hallway. Outside, the cold wind from the lake whistled through the eaves of the two-story house. With her father angry at her, it was a lonely feeling out there more than a mile from the nearest neighbor.
He almost took the hinges off the door when he barged back in. His hand clutched something so tightly that his fingers were turning white.
"One last time, Debby," he threatened. "Who was at this house today?"
She was trapped by her own falsehood. Not only would telling him the truth now anger him even further, but she would have to admit that she had lied to him as well, "Just Janie and another girl," she answered, knowing that he wouldn't believe her.
"What type of girl wears a goddamn rubber!" he shouted, opening his hand and thrusting it toward her.
In his palm was the paper wrapper from a rubber that a boy would wear on his cock.
"Where did that come from?" she gasped.
"It was in the bathroom!" he growled, his hand closing into a fist around the offensive paper. "It was lying right there on the floor. Whoever your goddamn girlfriend is, she didn't have the decency to throw the wrapper in the wastebasket when she put a rubber on her cock!"
What could she say? Her father had proof that she had lied right there in his fist. There was nothing she could do now except admit what had happened.
"I didn't want to let her do it, Daddy," Debby whined. "But how do you tell your best friend, no? When Janie asked if she could bring a boy over, I thought they were just going to kiss and . . . things. I didn't know that they were going to do anything else until I got back to the house and it was already over."
"You mean it was Janie that was fucking here in my house, not you?" he said sarcastically.
For the first time, Debby realized how much trouble she might be in. It had never occurred to her that her father would think it was her who was sucking and fucking cocks while he was gone.
"You don't believe it was me, do you, Daddy?" she asked incredulously.
"No more than I thought that you would be bringing boys here at all," he accused. "And no more than I thought you would stand there and tell me one lie after another. After you ran away last month, I started watching you more closely, and it's amazing how much of a fool I've been. I thought I could trust you more than all the other split-tailed little girls chasing prick most of the time. It turned out that I was wrong."
Janie again! Debby moaned to herself. But there wasn't any use in arguing that another time. She had tried for a week to explain to her father that it had been Janie that ran away, and that she had been just trying to bring Janie back. But when the policeman caught them, both of them had been in the bus station and she had been carrying one of Janie's bags.
"You didn't answer me," her father said sternly as Debby remained sitting on the edge of the bed. "Are you saying it was Janie that was here fucking cock, and that you didn't know it was going on?"
Debby nodded reluctantly, pulling her feet up onto the bed. She was so caught up in the embarrassing situation that she didn't notice that her crossed legs had pushed up the hem of her gown. Edward stared down at her, his eyes drawn to the lips of her cunt. The golden hair of her pussy hadn't yet formed into a pelt, and just followed along the sides of her cunt-slit. The strands were so fair that from where he stood he could barely make them out. They did nothing to hide the pouting mouth of her pussy, which looked delicious enough to eat.
"And I suppose you're a still a virgin?" he asked, not believing it for a minute.
Again, Debby wasn't sure what to say. She hadn't ever actually fucked, although she had once had a cock in her cunt. Her cousin Jimmy had come to her room at her uncle's farmhouse one night when she had been asleep. It was during the month after her mother had died, and her father had been living in town. She hadn't awakened until Jimmy was on top of her and had jammed his stiff prick in her cunt. Her poor pussy had bled for almost an hour after she had twisted away.
"Daddy, I haven't fucked anyone!" she cried, her eyes pleading with him to believe her.
"So you're still a virgin, are you?"
"Yes," she answered weakly, then noticed that her pussy was uncovered. She pulled down the hem of her pajamas, hoping he hadn't seen.
Again, he whirled around and walked from the room. Down the hall, the door to his bedroom banged open, and she heard him throwing things around. Then his door slammed again and he stalked back to Debby's room with four neckties gripped tightly in one hand.
"What are you going to do?" she gasped when he stormed into the room.
He was coming straight at her, covering the room in giant strides.
"I'm going to see for myself since I can't believe a damn thing you say!" he growled at her as he reached the side of the bed.
His body kept moving forward, his firm stomach rammed into her face and his leg banged into her tits. Debby went over backward onto the mattress of the bed. Now he straddled her, one knee on each side of her chest. Roughly, he grabbed her right arm and looped one of the neckties around her thin wrist. He sprawled out to his left, and tied the other end of the necktie to the post of the bed.
"Daddy!" she screamed. "What are you doing!"
"I'm going to find out if you've even lied to me about being a virgin. We're going to see if you're my innocent little daughter, or just another slut from the street!"
Edward tied her second arm to the opposite bedpost, then scooted down his daughter's left leg. She tried to kick at him with the other, but he knocked it roughly aside. Both of the remaining ties had already been knotted, and he slipped Debby's left foot into one of the loops. The loose end he tied around one of the bed posts at the foot of the bed, then bound her right leg in the same way. Not completely satisfied with his work, he checked each of the four bindings and tightened them further until Debby was stretched tautly atop the mattress without an inch of give.
"Daddy, please! I don't like to be tied up. It makes me scared!" Debby whimpered.
Her arms were drawn back from her shoulders, stretching her armpits tightly as her hands were pulled up to the posts at the head of the bed. But it was the position of her legs that bothered her the most. They were stretched out from her hips, spread-eagling her atop the mattress. The gown of her baby-doll pajamas wasn't long enough to reach to the bottom of her hips now that her shoulders were pushed up, making the cloth rise. The hem of the garment had ridden all the way up to the top of her pouting pussy-slit, and the lips of her cunt were bulging out noticeably through her faint pussy hair.
Edward stared directly at his daughter's pussy. Her blonde pussy-hair just fringed along the tight pink of her cunt-slit and her pussy-lips were spread by the position of her legs.
He had seen her pussy a lot of times before, but not since she had begun to turn into a woman. The last time he had taken a good look between her legs, the skin had been hairless, but now the thing looked good enough to fuck. And if what he suspected was true, somebody had been doing just that.
"We'll just take a look and see how much of a virgin you really are," Edward said, scooting on his knees up between his daughter's thighs.
Debby's eyes bulged so big they looked like they were about to pop out when his large hand lifted and started heading for her cunt.
"You can't do that!" she exclaimed. "You're my father!"
Her words made him so angry that he lashed out and slapped her hard on the left side of her hip.
"I've spent half my goddamn life raising you, spending every bit of the money I made. And now you're telling me I don't have the right to touch you. And at the same time, you've even thrown away the wrapper for the rubber he screwed you with. He leaves it on the floor for your goddamn father to pick up for him!"
"I didn't fuck anybody!" Debby cried. " was Janie!"
"Yeah, I remember," he answered sarcastically. "You're still a virgin. Well, I'm going to find out about that for myself. And if you haven't told me the truth about that, Debby, it's going to be the last lie you tell me for a long, long time. I'm going to teach you some respect and discipline that you should have learned as a child."
"Don't, Daddy!" Debby screamed as his hand pawed at her teenaged cunt.
One of his fingers glided down her pussy-crack until it nuzzled up against the opening of her little fuck-hole. Debby felt it prod her, slowly pushing her pussy-folds aside as it made its way into her cunt-hole a little bit at a time. It didn't hurt-she had finger-fucked herself a lot of times, and once she had even managed to get three fingers inside by putting lotion on her hand. But this finger was larger and rough-skinned and-even worse-it was her own father's hand.
"Just what I thought," he said grimly, when he had shoved his finger all the way inside her cunt.
His fingertip hadn't stopped, and its way had been greased by the pussy juices that always seemed to flow from her constantly excited pussy-hole.
"What's wrong?" Debby asked, suddenly fearful of what he might have found.
He drew his hand back from her pussy. The serious look on his face made her frightened that he might have found something terribly wrong. Was she deformed in some way that she didn't understand? Was her pussy somehow different from those of other women he had known and fucked?
He stood over her at the side of the bed, looking down with a scowl. Then, still not speaking, he slowly began untying her left leg.
He was going to set her free! Debby breathed a sigh of relief. But when her left leg was free, he pulled it to the right. There, he tied it to the bedpost where her right one was still bound. His fingers worked on the other tie. When it was free, her jerked her right leg to the other side of the bed, forcing her ass to roll into the air. Her hands were still tied, so she was twisted painfully at the wrist until he worked the same transfer with the ties on her arms.
Debby lay face-down on the blanket, stretched so tightly that her face was driven into the mattress. Her father looped an arm under her belly and lifted, then forced a pillow in under the front of her hips. It raised her naked ass high off the bed.
Debby moaned. The new position dragged her little nightgown clear up to her waist. She knew that her ass must appear like a full moon, with the lips of her cunt showing behind.
Then came a sound that struck fear into her. She hadn't heard it since she had been a young child. Her father was ripping his wide leather belt from the loops of his trousers.
"Don't spank me, Daddy!" she wailed.
"You should have thought about that before lying to me about not being a slut," he growled without an ounce of kindness or understanding in his words. "I told you that you would pay for it if you lied to me again. It may take a week, but I'm going to teach you some humility and respect."
"But Daddy," she said. "We're supposed to leave tomorrow to visit cousin Grace."
"That's right," her father replied. "All of your friends think you'll be gone, and they won't be coming around. I'll call my brother and tell him we can't make it. Nobody will disturb us for weeks. That's one of the advantages of living way out here by ourselves on the lake."
It was true. Debby had already told everybody she knew that she would be gone. There wouldn't even be a telephone call.
"So it's just you and me, kid," Edward laughed. "Me and my lying daughter. I gave you a last chance when I asked if you were a virgin, and you still just lied through your teeth. I checked it out, Debby -- there isn't any cherry up that slutty little cunt. There's been a cock fucking in there already, no matter what you say."
"Not really, Daddy," she answered desperately, her mind still on the belt he must be now holding in his hand. "One time cousin Jimmy crawled in bed with me when I was asleep, and I think he put it in before I woke up. But as soon as I knew he was there, I got away. He didn't fuck me, even though he made me bleed."
"Bullshit!" her father screamed. "And what's more, I don't even care! I'm tired of trying to sort out your lies from the truth, and having to go down to the police station to bring you home when you try to run away. You're going to find, little girl, that you've been fooling with the wrong man. By the time I'm through with you, you're going to learn what both discipline and a cock is all about."
CHAPTER TWO
The thick leather belt was poised over Debby's naked ass. Her father's hand was up, his wrist turned back with the lash of the belt hanging down his arm like a half-hard cock ready to strike the young girl's flesh. Debby's whole body shook, knowing what was in store, and even the filmy gown of her pajamas wasn't going to be a bit of help pulled up onto her back.
Her ass jutted up from the pillow, and the knotted neckties kept her arms and legs spread-eagled.
The air whistled as her father slashed the belt down toward her trembling ass. It slapped loudly across both of her ass-cheeks, igniting a trail of fire.
"Aaeeiii!" the young girl screamed as pain ripped across her ass. The blow hurt more even than she had expected, and she thought she had expected the worst.
"Take that, shitty daughter!" her father shouted at her. "I'm going to give you one lash for every time that cock shoved into you today, and then ten times for every lie that you've told!"
"No, Daddy!" Debby cried. "Nobody fucked me today! Please stop and don't hit me anymore!"
"I haven't even begun to spank you," he threatened as he cocked his arm above her again. "By the time I'm through with you, your ass will be totally red!"
Debby grimaced, then her screams exploded again. The belt cut across her naked ass, searing another thick line into the skin. As a little girl she had always been horrified at being spanked, but she knew now that her father had restrained himself then. Never had he hit her anything like this.
"I promise, Daddy!" she bellowed as tears began to stain her cheeks. "Nobody has fucked me except for the time Jimmy stuck it into my cunt when I was asleep. I haven't lied to you anymore, Daddy! I've told you everything!"
"And shit doesn't stink either, does it, Daughter?" he laughed as he launched another blow.
Debby's entire body thrashed about the bed as the belt hit into her skin. As the strap fell away, he could see the angry red welts on her ass. A chill of excitement ran through him when he saw her battered flesh. It was his daughter's own naked ass that he was beating, and the thought made his cock as hard as a rock. But it was all for her own good that he was doing it; it was time she learned a little respect.
"I don't believe you, and I don't really care," Edward growled. "I've already taken as much as I'm going to, and you deserve everything that you're going to get. You wanted hard cock enough to fuck someone here in my home, and it's stiff prick that you're going to get. After I get through beating you, we're going to see how you like a real man's cock in your cunt!"
Debby didn't believe what she thought she had heard. There wasn't any other man in the house to fuck her, and surely her father wouldn't do it himself. She was his daughter, and there was no way that he would even think about cramming prick into her little pussy.
Debby's teeth ground together. Her ass stung like it was on fire. Almost a dozen belt blows had already landed and they didn't seem ready to end.
"Nooo!" she shrieked when the belt found the back of her thighs.
Her ass was completely red now, and he was starting to work on her legs. The leather strap cut into the flesh right below the cheeks of her ass. A hundred thousand needles felt as if they were pricking into her.
"It hurts, Daddy!" she cried. "You're killing me and I can't stand it anymore."
Debby wiggled around on top of the bed, but her spread-eagled body was bound tightly and there was no getting away.
"Do you want to he to me again?" Edward shouted down at his brutalized daughter. "Tell me that you're a goddamn virgin and that your cunt has never tasted a prick! Tell me you've never fucked a cock so I can strap you again and again!"
Her legs jerked against their bindings when his belt struck the back of her knees. The knotted loops of the neckties pulled so tightly they almost cut off the blood to her feet. Debby was sobbing loudly now, tears running down to wet the blanket beneath her face. Never had she been in such agony, and it had come so fast. From the time her father had confronted her, it had been only fifteen minutes until he was whipping her ass.
"Jimmy fucked me, Daddy!" she wailed.
"It's all cousin Jimmy's fault, huh?" her father challenged her, aiming a blow to the scarlet skin of her ass. "Did Jimmy come all the way from the country this afternoon to leave a rubber package lying on the bathroom floor?"
"Nooo!" Debby screamed when her ass exploded again.
This time the flesh was already battered, and pain was added onto pain. It felt as if her skin was about to tear and that blood might start to run.
"What do you want me to say, Daddy?" she cried, willing to admit to anything now to get the beating over.
"I don't want to hear a fucking thing from you except for your screams!" her father shouted, and smacked her ass again. His right hand was starting to cramp from gripping the belt, and his arm was beginning to tire. He had thrashed her for several minutes, each blow as hard as the first.
The sight of her red ass was turning him on. Inside his trousers his cock was hard and throbbing, pushing against the cloth as if seeking a way out. His gaze strayed over the welts on her flesh and into the crack of her ass. He followed the crease down toward the bed where it mounded out to form the lips of her cunt. The spread of her legs had pulled her outer cunt lips open a bit, and he could see the wetness that would be warm to his cock. Suddenly he wanted to fuck his little bitch daughter so hard it would make her scream.
While Edward lusted after Debby's pussy, the blows had begun to slow down. It was cock and cunt on his mind now rather than spanking, and it would serve the little bitch right. Ever since his wife's death a couple of years before, almost all of his free time had been spent with his daughter. Pussy had been almost nonexistent since Debby would be sure to have found out, and he hadn't wanted to cause her that problem in adjusting to her mother's death.
But now he knew that all the while, his slutty little daughter had been fucking all the cocks she could find. While his own prick had suffered, she had been sucking and fucking, and she owed him something for that.
"Daddy, I'm sorry!" Debby cried when the belt stopped falling. She was sure her brutal torture had ended and she would soon be allowed up from the bed. He didn't answer her. She turned her head, but she couldn't see him. Then she heard a zipper rip down and some cloth slump heavily to the floor. She rubbed the tears from one eye against the inside of her arm, and strained her head upward to see.
Her father had dropped his pants. He stood there in nothing but the shirt he was unbuttoning, and his huge, rampant cock jutted out from his crotch. It looked so out of place there in her bedroom that, at first, she didn't comprehend. It wasn't until he was completely naked, that she realized she was staring at her father's prick.
She hadn't seen a cock like that before. She'd never let the boys she dated take their pants off in front of her, and Jimmy's had been nothing more than a fleeting, stiff ghost that night in the dark room where he had jammed it up her cunt. At the time she had been too worried about her bleeding pussy to stop and take a look at his cock.
But this one she couldn't ignore. Her daddy's prick was right there, just a few feet from her in the brightness of her lighted room. It looked more like a club than something she would expect to find on a person, and there was a huge knob of angry darkened flesh on its end. His cockshaft looked almost too thick for her ever to be able to enclose her hand around it. Blue veins wove jagged lines down its length. At the very end of his cock, in the tip of its odd-looking fleshy helmet, a tiny slit was leaking a drop of juice. The sight of his naked, beaten daughter had already started Edward's pre-cum, and his cock was aching for cunt.
His hair was brown, darker than his daughter's blonde hair, which was a legacy from her mother. Although thick on his head, hair didn't cover the rest of his body heavily, and his skin was moderately fair. One hundred and eighty pounds were distributed evenly around his six-foot frame, with his muscles not yet gone to fat. Even Debby had to admit that her father was an attractive man but for his frightening cock.
At least eight inches of his throbbing monster now jutted toward her above his hairy, hanging balls. It had been so long since they had blasted their cum that his balls were swollen heavily.
"How does the prick of a real man look to you, Daughter?" Edward snarled. "A little bit different from those boy cocks you have been fucking, isn't it?"
"Daddy, I-I-" Debby stammered, too aghast at the sight to know what to say.
Not only was it the first time she had really looked at a cock, but the thing was so big it made her want to gasp. She knew about fucking from all the talk around high school, but something must surely be wrong. There was no way that terrible monster could ever force its way into her cunt.
As he walked to the bed, Edward's cock jerked about as if it was eager to get at her young cunt. The neckties kept her lashed tightly to the mattress, and she could do nothing to get out of the way.
The bed sagged from his weight, pulling down her right leg and putting pressure on her hip. Then he shifted over to where he was right behind his bound daughter, on his knees with his cock pointed right at her ass.
For a second he thought about ass-fucking her, but decided that could wait. Right now, he wanted her young teenaged pussy wrapped tightly around his prick.
"No, Daddy!" Debby wailed as his hands touched the top of her hips. She wriggled, trying to move her ass about, but the neckties held her too tightly.
"Shut up, you little bitch!" Edward hissed, and slapped an open palm sadistically across her already reddened ass-cheeks.
The blow ignited her whole ass from the bruises and slash marks left by the belt. Debby screamed out in agony as the fire burned across her ass, and for a second, she forgot about his cock.
But she was quickly reminded. Something hot and hard poked into her pussy-lips and nudged against the opening of her cunt-hole.
"Don't fuck me!" Debby shrieked. "Your cock is too big! It'll tear my poor pussy to death. It's never had a prick inside it except Jimmy's little cock, and yours is like a club. I'm frightened, Daddy!"
He didn't believe her, and even if he had, it was far too late to stop. As soon as his cockhead had touched her pussy-lips, his whole prick had gone as hard as a bar of steel. So much blood poured into his mighty fuck-shaft that his cock-head turned an angry purple. The smooth, slick feel of cunt-juices on his prickhead brought back all of the lust he had controlled for two years. He was going to fuck his little bitch daughter now, even if the world came to an end.
Edward growled as he punched his hips forward, driving his weight into the end of his prick. He watched as the tiny opening of her cunt-hole reluctantly parted and allowed his swollen cockhead to grind in. It felt as if he had shoved his cock into a vise rather than a cuntal sheath.
"It hurts!" Debby screamed, feeling as if her pussy had been split. There was a tearing pain in her cunt-hole as her father's cock shoved inside.
"I'm going to fuck you!" Edward growled, shoving a couple of inches of the mighty shaft in after his cockhead. The ring of her pussy mouth squeezed tightly around his prick as if a rubber band had been wrapped around it.
"I can't stand it, Daddy!" Debby bellowed. "Your cock is killing my pussy! It's tearing me apart!"
Her shrieks and screams didn't impress her father, who jammed another two inches of his long fuck-shaft inside her pouting, blonde-fringed cunt. Just watching his cock sink into the pussy of his daughter was enough to make him almost explode. When his cockhead hit the back of her cunt, he held it there unmoving for a moment to allow his balls to settle down. He wanted this fuck to last long enough to teach her a lesson.
"Oh, Daddy!" Debby cried. "It won't go in any farther! Please don't try to shove any more of it in!"
Edward almost laughed. He had his cock buried all the way inside her and the little slut was worried about having to take more. Perhaps he couldn't drive any more prick into her pussy, but he could damn sure make the strokes hard enough to hurt.
He dragged his cock out until just his fleshy cockhead was lodged in the mouth of her pussy. Debby whined as she felt her cunt-walls pulled by the snug fit. But when he rammed his rampant prick back into her, the whines turned to screams. Her father had driven his rock-hard fuck-rod into her tight cunt as hard as he could.
His cockhead slammed into the end of her cunt, bruising her tender pussy-flesh. Then it pistoned backward, and the hammerhead of his prick was rammed home again. It struck at the tiny opening to her womb, trapping meat between bone. Everywhere that it pounded, her flesh was heavily bruised as the brutal fuck went on.
"Nooo!" Debby moaned at another hard-driving shot.
Every time his cock moved back toward the mouth of her pussy, it was only to beat home again. Her tight pussy-walls gripped his invading cockshaft like the scabbard of a knife, and the fuck-juices that were leaking through her cushioned the pain, but didn't take it away.
His heavy balls banged into her cunt-slit each time her father drove into her with his cock. His ball-sack slapped into the wetness loudly with each of his strokes.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Debby grunted each time his cockhead battered into the back of her cunt.
She had never dreamed that fucking would be so hard and brutal, almost like punishment for doing something wrong. When girls at high school had giggled about fucking, a lot of it had been about the boy's clumsy, timid strokes. But it wasn't a boy prick that was reaming out Debby's pussy, and there was nothing timid about her father's strong cock blows.
But it wasn't as bad now as it had felt at first. Debby's tight pussy had adjusted as much as possible to his thick cockshaft, and now it didn't feel like her cunt lips would tear apart. The back of her pussy pit had been battered enough to be numb now, and the strokes, although as hard as ever, didn't cause her so much pain. And meanwhile, her body had been trying to protect itself against the fierce fucking by flooding her cunt with even more pussy-juice. The slippery stuff now leaked from the stretched mouth of her pussy every time his shaft was pounded in. Wetness streaked down across her asshole, and drained to leave a broad damp spot on the bed.
"God, I didn't remember that it could be so good!" her father groaned, feeling his daughter's warm pussy squeezing down hard on his pounding cock. "Why the fuck have I waited for so long to get me some of this young cunt?"
Debby was shocked even through the pain and the sensations that were now shooting through her pussy. Her father was enjoying fucking her even though she knew it was wrong. And now that his words made her think about it, she could feel that he was stirring up something in her cunt as well. Pain was overlaid by lightning bolts of wicked sensations, which were making her pussy want to arch up and meet his strokes.
Shame filled her and turned her face red. She hid her cheeks in the blanket of the bed so that her father wouldn't see how humiliated she had become. She didn't want to enjoy being fucked by her father, even though her body was responding like it had a mind of its own. All the time that shame was tearing at her, her cunt was beginning to go out of control.
"Stop it, Daddy!" she cried, as a jolt of excitement shot through her cunt. She wanted desperately for it to end. "You're not supposed to fuck your own daughter! I'll do anything if you will quit. I won't tell you any more lies, and I'll make sure you know where I am. Just don't fuck my pussy any more!"
Edward's abdomen was gripped tight as it slapped against the cheeks of her ass each time he thrust his cock into her cunt. The base of his spine felt like it was on fire as fuck-pleasure burned in his groin. His balls were pressed tightly against his body. His asshole gripped and released, and he was about ready to cum.
"Fuck you, Daughter!" Edward shouted. "And that's exactly what I'm going to do. I'm going to fire my cum up your juicy pussy-right up my own daughter's cunt!"
Debby's ass trembled as his cock thrusts grew frantic. His body was beating into her naked ass with each of his strokes. His balls were slapping her cunt-slit rapidly, and inside her, his cock was beginning to swell. Then a hot wetness washed into the back of her cunt pit.
"I'm shooting my wad!" Edward exclaimed. "Here comes my goddamn cum!"
Debby's cunt gripped tightly, almost in shock from the electricity that seemed to be shooting around in her pussy-hole. She groaned, feeling herself fill up with spunk as her father's cock erupted.
Never had she ever imagined being raped by her own father, and it made her wonder what horrors were to come.
CHAPTER THREE
Edward had been ready for his daughter's latest escapade. In the two years since his wife's death, he had showered as much attention as possible on the young girl, hoping to ease the loss of her mother. Still Debby had grown up and away from him, taking on an air of greater and greater independence as the months rolled by. While he might have accepted this in certain directions, what he saw as Debby's irresponsibility bothered him deeply.
Having to pick her up at the police station recently had almost been the final straw. But when he tried to talk to her about it, all he got was denials and a long story about talking to the other girl in an effort to get her to go home.
Edward had brooded about it for days, then decided that something had to be done. His anger had been fired, and all of the books advising softness and attention to children hadn't done a bit of good. He realized he had given her plenty of attention but very little discipline to show the girl she had a responsibility to obey.
A magazine he had picked up in an adult book store several years before was still in the bottom of the closet in his bedroom. He had dragged it out from under the clutter, then, late one night, had looked through it after he had gone to bed. It was actually a catalog of bondage and discipline paraphernalia, illustrated by a near-naked woman bound up in devices and chains. He had filled out a long order form and mailed it off, but by the time the boxes arrived, he and Debby had been on better terms.
He had waited, sure that her defiance would surface again. It didn't take long. That afternoon, he had found the crumpled wrapper from a rubber on the floor of the bathroom down the hall. And then the little bitch had lied to him about everything that he had asked. Time after time, he had given her a chance to tell him the truth. And when he had finally stuck his finger into her cunt-hole and found out she had lied about being a virgin, that had done it.
After showing her what a real cock was like, he had locked her in the storage closet downstairs and prepared the house for her training. It would be weeks before anyone knew the two of them were still at the lake home, and in that time he could teach her everything she needed to know.
* * *
Debby groaned. The blood had drained to her head and left her dizzy. Everything in the room was twisted about. Her sight was so distorted that she had trouble making out even the familiar things in her bedroom. Nothing appeared the same when she looked at it upside-down.
She was mounted to the wall at the head of her bed. Four clamps had been bolted through the plaster into the wall braces, and they held her tightly by her wrists and ankles. By pressing with her hands, she could keep some of her weight off the iron cuffs. Otherwise the metal clamps bit into her flesh so sharply that she wanted to scream.
Her feet were only a few inches from the ceiling, and her hands about the same distance from the mattress. She was totally naked, her pajama tops having been ripped from her tits before her father had levered her into place. Then he had left her upside-down against the wall, growing ever more dizzy by the minute.
Everything had happened so fast. Before she had known it, she had been tied to the bed with her father fucking her from behind, and now she was locked to the wall as if her bedroom was some kind of medieval dungeon.
A movement caught her attention. Her father was coming back into the room.
"Daddy, my head hurts!" Debby groaned. "Being upside-down makes me all dizzy!"
He laughed. There was something strange about the way he sounded and the way he acted. Even how he was dressed left her confused. She had never seen his black leather outfit before. It was adorned with small silver chains. His chest was crossed by two broad straps and he wore a loose leather vest. The pants were nothing more than tight shorts, which bulged heavily from his cock and balls. In his hand was a long, wicked-looking riding crop.
"Doesn't my little girl like her new position?" he chided her. "Everything seemed to be all right when you were having things all your way. Maybe you're one of this new generation of girls that only want to be on top."
He laughed like it was the funniest joke ever told. Debby groaned again, trying to shift her hands to take more weight off her feet. The iron clamps were biting into the flesh of her ankle and were beginning to chafe at her skin.
"Please, Daddy!" she begged, trying to focus on his upside-down image. "I don't know why you're doing this to me. I'm your daughter."
"That's it, exactly," he growled back at her as he approached the bed. "You're my daughter and I'm sick of the abuse. I tried to be nice to you, and all I get is a pack of lies. I'm tired of you treating me like some stupid adult only here to give you money and a place to live. And bringing boys in here and fucking them was the last straw, when I've done without cunt for two years because I didn't want you to feel bad about your mother."
"But I didn't do anything, Daddy!" she pleaded. "It was Janie that was here with the boy!"
"Shut your goddamn mouth!" he swore at her. "I'm tired of listening to your lies!"
He stepped up onto the bed and came toward her, swinging the riding crop with his hand. It slashed across Debby's naked stretched stomach and burned a scarlet line into her skin.
"Aaeeeiii!" the young bound girl screamed, as fire from the lash etched into her skin.
The belt had been bad enough, but at least that strap had been wide. The thin riding crop concentrated the blow into a line only a fraction of an inch across. It bit rather than smacked, and her body thrashed about from the pain. Her hands slipped from the board that supported her, and all of her weight went onto the metal clamps. Her skin scraped away and it felt like the bones in her ankles and feet would break. Quickly she straightened her arms and drove her hands into the board. The relief for her wrist and ankles was immediate, but it did nothing for the agony of her whipped skin.
"It's time you learned what life is all about," Edward said sternly as he stroked across the front of her body with the crop. "And your daddy is going to teach you everything you need to know."
The words themselves weren't threatening, but there was a tone in his voice that frightened Debby. Punctuated by the touch of the riding crop, it scared her half to death.
The tip of the crop was playing at her navel, brushing across the tiny indentation, then poking inside. It felt as if it had been shoved into her guts. Then the brutal whipping instrument pulled out and ran down onto the skin of her chest. First one tit then the other was circled before the wicked leather end crept up onto the nipple of her right tit.
It brushed against her tender tit-tip. The riding crop teased at her nipple until it was standing stiff. The skin of her areola crinkled from the stimulation, and it was almost as if someone had given her tit a good suck.
"You like it," her father accused her. "It turns you on to have me play with your tit with a whip."
"No!" Debby protested.
How could she explain to him that the touch was like that of a rough sweater. Any friction on her nipple made the thing stand stiff. She had almost prayed for control of it before, when the nubs would cause bumps in her sweaters at school.
"Don't he to me!" he snapped, and slapped the riding crop across the top of her tit. The blow hadn't been sharp, but her flesh was tender, and the pain made her grind her teeth.
The nipple of her other tit was popped by the whip, spreading the agony across her chest. Then it was her stomach and finally the insides of her legs that felt the kiss of the whip. Everywhere it touched, lines of fire were burned into her skin.
Then her pussy erupted in pain. She shrieked at the excruciating agony. Her father had slapped the riding crop right into her cunt gash and the thin spine had slashed against her clit.
"Daddy!" she screamed, her dizzy mind going blank from the pain. The burning in her cunt-slit was so intense that she was afraid she might pass out.
He ignored her, though another slap didn't come. Instead, the tip of the riding crop began playing around in her pussy-slit. It rubbed against the bruised nub of her clit, circling her little bundle of sex nerves, before gliding down the pink flesh to prod at the opening of her cunt-hole. The juices and cum from her father's rape had left her cunt mouth wet. Without effort, the tip of the crop slid into her pussy and prodded deeply in her fuck-hole.
"Does that feel like one of those little boy cocks?" Edward taunted her. "Is that what it's like to be fucked with one of those poor excuses for a prick? It isn't anything like the cock of a real man, is it, Daughter? You know that, now that you've been fucked by mine."
Debby shuddered. Of course it didn't feel as big as his rampant cock, which had plundered her poor pussy. But the feel of the awful thing inside her was enough to almost make her wild with fear. She remembered what it had done to her skin just seconds before, and there hadn't even really been strength in the blows. By just snapping it into her, her father had caused her terrible pain.
The riding crop emerged from her cunt, its shaft wet from the juices of her pussy. Its tip dipped down her body and stroked across her left cheek. Then it rode up onto her lips, leaving a trail of cunt-juices on her face.
"Lick it!" Edward ordered. "Suck your own pussy-juices from its shaft."
When she didn't open her mouth immediately, he forced the end of the riding crop through her lips. It pushed painfully against her gums until she opened her mouth and took it in. It was like playing homage to the evil that had tortured her skin.
"You do that real good, Daughter," her father sneered down at her. "Maybe it's because you've been practicing on little-boy dicks. Well, your pussy found out what a real prick was like.
Maybe it's time your mouth did the same."
Debby gulped, a painful process, since she was hanging upside-down. She had understood him all too well this time-he was planning on putting his cock inside her mouth. That was something only a few of the girls at school had ever giggled about, and too many times Debby had heard one of them brand another as a cocksucker. They had treated it as something dirty, and Debby had thought she would never have the courage to try it out for herself.
And now her father was going to take any choice from her-he was going to fuck her in the mouth.
"Daddy, I've never done anything like that!" she whined, hoping to break through his unnatural lust.
But he was already unsnapping the codpiece that held his cock trapped inside his pants. When his prick fell out of the opened material, it was already raging hard. It jutted into her left tit as he stood there on the bed.
"Well, you're going to do it now," he laughed cruelly. "It's time you learned to let a man fuck your face!"
There was nothing she could do. She was pinned against the wall and all of her efforts were in vain. As he dropped to his knees in front of her, Debby closed her eyes and felt his cockhead drag down her body. When he was positioned on his knees next to her, the end of his prick rubbed against her cheek.
She didn't want to see, but her eyes opened anyway. She looked right into the sac of his balls. Hair sprouted all over the fleshy bag, and above it was the massive bridge of his cock. On the underside of his cock, a thick ridge of rigid flesh looked like a steel bar beneath the skin as it ran from his balls clear up to the base of his cockhead.
"Open your fucking mouth!" he snarled at her, and slapped her roughly on her other cheek when she didn't comply.
The blow knocked open her jaws, and her father immediately thrust his cock through her lips.
His thick prickhead slid between her tongue and the roof of her mouth. Debby gulped at the size of the fleshy monster invading her, and her lips closed down on his cock. The throbbing head at the end of his cockshaft was hot in her mouth, and the flesh of his cockhead was rubbery to the touch. It pressed upward against her tongue, and again she was surprised at the lack of taste. The musky smell of his crotch was much more evident than any taste to his prick in her mouth. She had imagined something slimy and dirty, and was pleased that it wasn't that way. Except for knowing the difference, she could have almost been sucking a thick thumb.
"That's right," he hissed at her. "Close your mouth around it and make a face-pussy for me to fuck. Suck on it while I'm fucking your mouth or I'll use the riding crop until you do."
Debby sucked down on his cock, trying to imagine it was a thick straw. Her lips, then her tongue and the roof of her mouth, closed around the monstrous thing. Her cheeks sank in as she gulped down the air, making a tight fit for the invading prick.
His bulky cockhead ran all the way to her gullet, forcing her tongue against the bottom of her mouth. It bulged there, straining against the opening to her throat, and for a second, Debby was afraid he might try to push it on into her neck. But then his cockhead retreated.
"Damn, that's a tight teenaged mouth!" her father cursed, hanging his cockhead right in her lips. "I don't know whether I've ever fucked a face that made my prick feel so good."
The words had an odd effect on Debby. Something inside of her wanted to feel proud that her father thought she was so good. But it was her mouth that he was talking about and his cock that was fucking through her teeth, and she knew that was all wrong. And all the while, he had her clamped to the wall as if she was a prisoner in his dungeon. He had hurt her pussy with his cock and had beat her with the riding crop and his belt. Whatever pleasure she got from his words was countered sharply by that.
His cock plunged back into her oral grip. Saliva greased its way past her tongue. The knob of his prickhead beat against the back of her mouth before retreating to plunge home again. The face-fucking was underway, and all Debby could do was keep her mouth sucked down into a face-cunt.
"Oh, this is great!" Edward said, grunting with each cock-thrust into his daughter's lips.
The little bitch was afraid of the riding crop and was sucking down hard with her mouth. His cock throbbed in the wet cavity and every nerve in his prick was alive. His balls hung as heavy as steel marbles and were dying to give up their sperm. He was up on his knees, firm against her body, as he held onto her legs and drove his cock into her mouth. Why he had ever let the young slut go looking for other cock, he just didn't understand. He should have been fucking her cunt-hole and mouth for the past couple of years instead of doing without.
Debby's face and head felt bombarded with flesh. Heavy balls slapped into her forehead and the top of her head. Her mouth was stretched wide by his prickmeat. The firmness of his belly hammered against her chin with each thrust. And all the time, her mind spun dizzily from being upside-down. The clamps left traces of blood on her ankles, and her hands and arms were beginning to cramp. Debby felt royally fucked in more ways than one.
"Jesus H. Christ!" her father hissed. "Your fucking face is better than a cunt! I feel like fucking you until your teeth fall out!"
Debby almost gagged. His cockhead had rammed tightly against the opening to her throat. It paused there for a second, then retreated again, but only to come thundering back in. His prick was like a piston beating in the cylinder of her mouth, squeezing spit from the sides of her lips.
Suddenly her father's face dipped into Debby's pussy and his tongue ran deeply inside. All the time he had been fucking into her lips, her juicy cunt crack had been hovering near his face. His mouth ravaged the tender pink flesh, his teeth nipping and his lips pulling at her clit. His tongue was stiff and prodding, jamming deeply into her cunt-hole.
"Mmmmph!" Debby mumbled around her mouthful of cock.
She wanted to beg her father to stop licking and tongue-fucking her cunt. The chilling sensations he was causing rocketed throughout her belly and sent lightning bolts into her cunt and ass. It frightened her, even more than the cock fucking into her mouth. She didn't understand what was happening: she was scared by her own reactions.
But his cock kept humping. It drove firmly past her tongue and into the back of her mouth. It pistoned into her like her mouth was a pussy it was determined to fuck. The hard hammering felt like it was bruising the flesh at the opening to her throat. Spit sloshed in her mouth and she tried desperately to swallow. In doing so, she clamped down even harder on his prick.
"That's right!" he shouted, and his strokes hammered even harder. "Suck on my goddamn prick and make me cum in your mouth!"
Unbelievably, his already-massive cock was swelling in her mouth.
"I'm about to cum!" her father exclaimed. "I'm about to cream your throat!"
Even with the warning, Debby wasn't ready for the blast of cum. It splashed into the back of her mouth suddenly and backwashed across her tongue. She had to swallow or be choked, so she gulped the sticky stuff down. But as soon as she got her mouth cleared of the jism, another thick wad of it shot in. Again and again, she swallowed, trying to keep her throat clear for breath. It seemed like almost a cup of the stringy stuff blasted from the end of his cock. Her father's face had whipped from her pussy as his back arched. His fingers bit harshly into her pinned legs as he pounded her mouth with his prick.
Finally he collapsed back onto the bed. He lay there gasping as Debby looked on from her position on the wall. Images spun around in her head, and bright lights seemed to be popping all around. Finally she fell into unconsciousness and slumped heavily against the metal clamps.
CHAPTER FOUR
The steel bar stretched almost three feet between Debby's legs, and her ankles were clamped into the iron cuffs on both ends. It held her feet apart, spreading her thighs and cunt. Her pussy-lips were pulled wide, forcing the inside of her cunt gash open. It wasn't enough to be painful, but was far too much for comfort.
Debby sat on her naked ass on her mattress, trying not to stare down at her father, who was standing at the end of the bed. He still wore the black leather outfit, but the codpiece hadn't been put back in place. His thick cock arched out over his hairy balls before drooping at the head. It wasn't raging hard anymore, but neither had it gone completely soft. There was too much fucking and sucking that he had done without during the last two years for the lusty hunk of fuck-meat to be satisfied in just a couple of hours.
Debby rubbed her wrists, trying to get circulation back into her hands. The skin of her arms wasn't too chafed, but she wished that she could take a closer look at her ankles. It had been her ankles that had borne most of her weight when she had been upside-down on the wall.
"I won't try to run away from you," she moaned, still not meeting her father's eyes. "You don't have to keep me locked up like this."
He didn't answer right away, apparently considering it, then he slowly shook his head. She saw the sadistic smile on his face.
"Once more, Debby, I can't believe a word you say. You didn't have any reason to run away when you did before, why should I believe you won't now?"
Edward left the room and didn't return for several minutes. Debby sat on her ass with her legs and the metal bar forming a triangle that kept her braced up.
When he returned, he carried a large brown paper bag. He placed it on the floor, out of her sight at the foot of the bed. She tried to see what was in it, but he had put it down too fast. "I know how little boys are about experiment- ing with sex," he said, fighting to keep the excitement from his voice. "I assume little girls are the same way. I have no reason to doubt it. I would expect in the years we've lived here, you've fucked yourself with about everything you could shove inside your cunt."
The idea shocked Debby. What did her father think she was? She had probed her little pussy with her fingers, and once with a pencil, but other than that she had pushed nothing into her cunt.
"No?" he asked with interest when he saw the shock in her face. "I would've thought you had more imagination, Debby. But that's okay, because you're going to do it now."
With that, he dropped his hand into the sack. When he brought it out, he tossed a long white candle onto the bed between her legs. She stared at the candle, then up at her father. Surely he didn't expect her to use that on herself?
"I want to see that candle fucking up your cunt!" he demanded, his eyes alive with sexual fire. "And just in case you have any doubts about whether you're going to do it, the riding crop is right here."
He stooped and lifted the whip from the floor. He held the base of the shaft and swung it in Debby's direction. He hadn't intended to hit her, just make it whistle as it cut through the air.
Debby's fingers groped on the top of the blanket for the candlestick. Her eyes never left the wicked riding crop. She had already tasted a bit of it, and she was desperately afraid of a repeat. What could a little candle-fucking hurt, compared to the brutal beating she would take if she refused?
Slowly she bent forward, holding the candle with its wick toward her cunt. But as her waist bent and her weight shifted forward, the awkward form of the bar and her legs drove her ass and cunt down into the mattress of the bed. She leaned back. Her cunt rose enough to take the candle, but she couldn't see. Also, her weight was so far back that it made her teeter on the fulcrum of her bare ass.
How could he expect her to candle-fuck herself, when she couldn't even poke it in her pussy?
Edward's laughter broke her mind away from the problem, and she realized how silly she must look. Just like a little kid trying to play with her pussy without realizing what it was for. Both anger and embarrassment turned her face red, and she could see her tits were coloring as well.
He reached down and opened the clamps, pulling them wide for her to slip her feet out. The metal edge bumped against the abrasions on her ankles, and Debby winced from the pain. She slumped down onto her back, with her head on her pillow, and her spine straightened for the first time in what seemed like hours.
"Now fuck yourself with it," he ordered.
She glanced down her naked body at her father. He still held the riding crop high enough to slash her, so Debby reluctantly complied.
She remained on her back, bending her knees to bring her feet toward her ass. Then she bowed out her bent knees to open her thighs and her cunt. With one hand, she ran fingers through her pussy-slit until she found her cunt-hole, while the other hand placed the wick of the candle in place. Slowly she pressed the bottom of the slender wax shaft until the candle was sliding up her cunt.
It wasn't bad at all. There was still a bit of leftover juices and cum from her brutal rape, and the small end of the candle slipped right in. Carefully, she continued to press it until it bumped into the back of her cunt. The flesh was tender there from its beating by her father's cock, but the probe of the candle wasn't hard enough to hurt.
"Fuck it in and out," he told her, and he leaned forward to watch.
He could see the mouth of her cunt-hole wrapped around the slender candlestick, and could watch the shaft slip wetly past the cunt lips as she began to pull it out.
Debby fucked herself. The wax of the candle was almost soothing after his thick bulging cock had reamed her before, and she could feel the slender shaft pumping inside her and bumping into the back of her pussy.
"Now turn it around and use the larger end," her father urged, and Debby did what he said.
She didn't mind the candle-fuck at all, except for his eyes that were watching it so closely. She marveled at the fact that she hadn't thought about it herself, and hadn't been pleasing her pussy that way for years.
The blunt end felt a little better, giving some bulk for her cunt-walls to grasp. But still, it was awfully narrow, and couldn't make her pussy go wild.
Edward must have thought the same. He wasn't happy just watching her little pussy work, he wanted to see it humiliated and stretched before his eyes.
Something else plopped onto the bed between Debby's legs, and it rolled into the depression in the mattress left by her foot. It was hard and cold against her skin, and she lifted her shoulders to see. A glass catsup bottle, still full of the red sauce, was lying across her toes.
"Give me the candle and use the neck of the bottle," Edward sneered at her. "I'm sure you've gone through the kitchen before looking for something to shove up your cunt."
Debby hadn't, and she was appalled by the idea. It was the same bottle she used when she poured catsup onto her french fries, and she never would have dreamed of shoving it up her cunt. And she didn't want the thing there now, no matter what her father might say.
The whip lashed down onto the front of her body, searing a line from her belly up to between her tits. Thankfully, the shaft had missed her tits and nipples, but that was the only solace she could find. The blow had stung like mad, and she knew that another one would soon be on the way. Her hands ripped the candlestick out of her cunt and grappled for the catsup bottle at her feet. But when she tried to shove the cold glass container in her pussy, her cunt-hole seemed to close right up. The chill and the touch of glass made her body resist and the moisture seemed to be gone.
Edward tossed a stick of butter onto his naked daughter's stomach.
"Since we're in the kitchen, you can use this to grease it up. Rub it all over the neck of the bottle and get a little butter on the lips of your cunt."
Tears were in Debby's eyes as she did it. It was perverted, and something she shouldn't do. Her own father was making her fuck herself with things from the kitchen, something she would have been punished for if she had done it herself.
The neck of the catsup bottle chilled her whole cunt. Her pussy seemed to shrink from its touch. Debby forced it inside her as far as it would go, but that wasn't very far. The neck of the bottle quickly spread out to the body of the container, and only a couple of inches could get past her pussy-lips before the thing was too big.
Still, it had its own sensation. Besides the cold, the cap sealing the top caused an odd feeling. It was bumpy going in and it scraped along the inside of her walls.
A cucumber was given to her next. It looked like a green, warty cock, and it stretched the mouth of her pussy when it was driven in. She used more of the butter to grease the way, and it stretched her open almost as wide as a real cock would have done. But it was short. She could only get about three inches inside her cunt and still hold onto the shaft.
The large banana that he handed her next solved that problem. Not only was it as thick as the cucumber, it was almost twice as long. Her cunt-hole was already greased up from the butter, and it had no trouble slipping in. But it did stretch hard at the mouth of her cunt-hole just like it was a real cock.
Debby drove the banana deep into her pussy, wincing when it struck the back of her cunt. The yellow shaft didn't have a meaty cockhead on the end, and there was nothing to cushion the blow. Her cunt mouth was pulled wide-open to take the bulky thing, and her father was leaning in and grinning as he watched. Never had she been so humiliated, and she could do nothing without courting a beating from his riding crop.
Her father kept up at her with a variety of objects that he forced her to push into her cunt.
From the bathroom he brought a deodorant stick and a bar of soap carved into a shaft. He also handed her a curling iron that he threatened to turn on while it was inside her cunt.
From the garage came the handle of his hammer. The base of the handle was so broad that she had to grease it down as thickly as she could with the butter, and add another glob to her cunt. By shoving the shaft and wiggling it about, she finally managed to bury the thick thing in her cunt.
Then her father seemed to lose interest.
He left, and a few minutes later, Debby heard something banging down the hall. She groaned and collapsed back onto the bed, wondering what he had come up with now. When he came through the door, he was dragging a portable vacuum cleaner with a long metal hose extension clamped into place.
"Daddy!" she gasped as he pulled the thing over to the bed. "I couldn't even get it in my cunt! And I don't know what would happen if you ever turned the thing on!"
"Nothing like finding out," he laughed sadistically, and hauled the long metal tube up between her legs.
Three feet of the shiny shaft lay on the blanket when he finally lined it up with her cunt. He slopped his hand into the butter that had melted on her stomach, and greased down the first foot of the metal then bumped the wide tube into the slit of her cunt.
The opening of the metal tube covered the whole opening of her pussy-hole. Somehow he was going to force the thick shaft up her tiny pussy-hole. She didn't believe it, and was afraid for him to try.
Two of his fingers hooked into her cunt-lips and pulled them wide. He wedged the edge of the metal tube in her pussy and began rotating the metal cylinder as if it was a screw that he could thread into her cunt. The butter kept it from pulling severely, and Debby gasped when most of its breadth was twisted into her fuck-hole. Another firm shove and a twist, and her pussy-hole began to hurt. Its poor mouth was stretched all out of shape as the end of the hose extension was lodged an inch into her cunt.
"It hurts!" Debby cried. "It's too big! Take it out of me before it tears me apart!"
She was riveted to the bed. The pain of her stretched pussy seemed to have paralyzed her completely. All she could do was tense her muscles and hope the agony would stop.
Meanwhile her father was busy, working the vacuum hose extension into Debby's cunt. He knew that a woman's pussy would stretch because he had seen a couple of sex shows in Mexico. In one, a woman had put her whole foot into a girl's cunt, and in another, a woman had furiously fucked a donkey's cock. Debby's cunt might be a bit smaller and certainly less experienced, but it would take the vacuum hose with a bit of pain.
Two inches of the thick metal shaft had been fucked into her pussy, and Debby didn't know how much more she could take. The muscles around her cunt mouth were screaming from their torture, and her cunt-walls were stretched tight. Ahead of the tube, her pussy pit felt like it was at least an inch too narrow to allow its entry. But still her father pushed, and still it rammed into her, although it felt as if the bones of her hips were being forced apart.
"I knew you could do it," Edward laughed as he stared down at her tortured little pussy-hole.
The strands of her pussy hair were standing on end, and the outer lips of her cunt were gaped open. He had been confident that he could force the tube into her cunt-hole, but as he looked now, he was amazed. Every bit of the flesh surrounding her impaled pussy was tight as a drum. Along her pussy gash, pink skin glistened and tugged her clit out of the vanishing folds. He reached down and flicked a fingernail over the sensitive little bud, causing Debby to groan.
Debby was almost out of her mind. She had thought her father's cock was going to tear her pussy apart, but the vacuum hose extension was even larger. And its hardness had no give. While her pussy-walls could close and press down on a cock, they met the firm resistance of the metal now and could only be pushed aside. Four inches of the terrible shaft were inside her before her father stopped. If she had thought about what was coming she would have been terrified, but her mind was too locked into her present pain.
Unfortunately, Debby was going to find out anyway. Her father had slipped from the foot of the bed and pressed down on the power switch of the vacuum with his toes. Suddenly a sound erupted into the room and built to a terrible roar.
Debby screamed. Her whole guts felt like they were being pulled into the tube. Air was whisked out of her cunt-hole and her pussy-walls collapsed inward. The fleshy walls of her cunt where the metal didn't stretch it pinched over the edges of the tube.
"Nooooo!" she screeched. "Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!"
It was too much for her frenzied mind to believe. Not only was her pussy stretched all out of shape by the tube, now the vacuum was sucking up her guts. The machine whined loudly when it could take up no more air, and it tried to suction her flesh.
Long before, her father's cock had stiffened until it was in a complete rage. The parade of objects in his little girl's cunt had made his prick begin to leap. Now that her pussy was jammed full of metal tubing, the shaft of his prick was jerking furiously. And when the agony of the suction inside her made her start screaming, the cum started boiling in his cock.
Edward rushed to the side of the bed, his throbbing prick in his hand. Debby's face thrashed from side to side in her hysteria as he lined up his cock with her head.
His fingers stroked down his mighty fuck-shaft, urging his cum up from his balls. He had never seen a girl or a woman in such sexual agony, and the sight of it made him want to explode.
Cum arched out over Debby's twisting face when her father's cock could stand no more. The thick milky fluid splashed down in long stringy waves. Some of it splatted across her cheeks and her nose, while other spurts leaked into her hair.
But Debby didn't notice any of it. Her mind was on her tortured pussy and what the vacuum cleaner was doing to her insides. Unless he hurried and turned it off, she was sure she was going to die.
CHAPTER FIVE
Debby didn't stop screaming when the vacuum cleaner was turned off. She was so gripped by panic she didn't notice the suction was gone. The hose extension still plugged her cunt, but the walls deep in her pussy pit pulled out of the mouth of the tube and returned to their shape. Her guts seemed to gasp air as they shifted back into place. But it wasn't until the metal tube had been pulled out of her pussy that Debby realized her torture was done.
But if she expected a rest, she really didn't know her father. When he shoved the vacuum cleaner aside. His eyes landed on the wooden posts that stuck up almost twelve inches from the foot of the bed. They were lathed pieces with knobs on the ends, and the rounded wood varied in thickness to create ridges and creases.
Debby groaned as her tears dried, then she pushed herself up toward the head of the bed to see if there was blood on the blanket where her cunt had been. Except for pussy-juices, the blanket wasn't stained. She was amazed that the suction of the vacuum hadn't torn her apart.
The riding crop whacked painfully across her tits.
"I didn't tell you that you could rest!" he growled at her.
"What do you want me to do?" Debby wailed, the thought of more torture making her feel desolately alone.
"Get down here and get up onto your knees with your tits facing the bed!"
Debby moaned, but she did what he said. She turned her back to him, which she regretted, and scooted backwards on her knees. When she was near, he positioned her with his hands.
Something cold and hard touched the lips of her pussy. She tried to look back, but almost fell from the bed. It could only be the bedpost that was poking her into the cunt. She wiggled against it and felt the hard knob. She moaned as the bulbous knob entered her cunt-hole, and the mouth of her pussy closed down onto the first ring of the shaft. The knob felt like a baseball had been lodged up her cunt.
"Farther!" her father urged her.
Debby allowed herself to sink farther. Her ass carried her down and impaled her on the wooden shaft. A lathed ridge bumped into her pussy mouth then two more rings of raised wood. Then her cunt-muscles clutched around a narrow valley before the wood started thickening out.
It was beastly what the thing did inside her. One part of her pussy-walls was stretched wide while just a fraction of an inch away, the wood didn't even touch flesh. The knob leading the bumpy parade into her cunt-hole bulged wherever it went. Finally it rammed against the end of her pussy pit and that was as much as she could take.
Her ass was almost to the mattress. She remained on her knees with her pussy eating up the bed post as if it was a wooden, lumpy prick.
Debby closed her eyes and gulped, trying to swallow her shame along with her saliva. An image of herself fucking her cunt with the bedpost suddenly flashed in her mind, and she wanted to scream.
"Now fuck it, little bitch daughter!" Edward shouted at Debby. "Give it as much pussy as you fucked the boy's cock with this afternoon."
I didn't fuck anybody! Debby wanted to cry out, but the words stuck in her throat. Already that denial had earned her torturous punishment and she didn't want any more whipping.
The thicker wooden rings of the bedpost pulled at the mouth of her cunt when she tried to lift herself into the air. Each time one of the raised sections of the shaft snapped out of her pussy, her cunt mouth grasped the next valley. Then she was stretched again as another ring lay in the way, until finally the large knob of the bed post was all inside.
There would be no gliding strokes with this shaft. It felt like a circular washboard that she was fucking up her pussy-hole.
Edward moved in close, going to his knees at the corner of the bed. Above him, his daughter's cunt grasped the wooden shaft of the bedpost as it slowly pushed inside. Her pussy mouth would swell outward to take in one of the wooden rings, then it would snap back into a more narrow part of the post only to be stretched open again to swallow part of a thicker design.
His cock began to harden as he watched her torture her pussy with the unnatural shape of his shaft. The wood began to glisten as it was coated with cunt-juices, and Edward grinned when Debby began to moan. The little slut was learning that the small cocks of boys weren't the only thing that could be jammed inside her cunt. All of his life he had watched split-tailed cock teasers flaunt their little pussies, and he was going to make sure that his own daughter learned the punishment for that.
As he stared upward, the small brown bud of Debby's asshole hovered in his sight. With Debby on her knees and the bedpost stuffing her cunt, the crack of her ass had opened to reveal her small puckered shitter. Edward was fascinated by it. The ring of crinkled skin was so tight it left only the slightest indentation, and he imagined his throbbing cock poking hard into her little ass-bud. His balls ached at just the thought. Right then he made up his mind that he was going to ass-fuck his daughter's little ass.
"Daddy," Debby whined, "it feels all weird inside! It bumps back and forth in my pussy and makes it all confused!"
"It feels good," he scolded her. "Tell me how good it feels to fuck your cunt with the bedpost."
"It's n-nice, Daddy!" she stammered as she continued to pump her ass to ream out her cunt with the wood. "But my legs are starting to hurt from trying to keep myself on the bed."
He almost laughed at her feeble efforts to sound pleased with what she was doing. He got to his feet, gripping the riding crop in his hand. Her ass was still red, but the skin of her back was clear; he aimed the first blow for a creamy spot alongside her spine.
"Nooooo!" she screamed when the riding crop bit into her skin. She hadn't expected the blow and it caught her by surprise.
"Tell me how much you like it!" he shouted at his daughter as he slashed out at her back again. "Tell me how wonderful I am to let you fuck it into your cunt!"
"I love it!" Debby shrieked as pain ripped across her back.
The second blow hurt worse than the first one, and neither compared to the third.
"It's so very wonderful! You're a tremendous father for letting me to fuck my little pussy on the post of the bed!"
Edward's laughter ricocheted around the walls. The smacks of whacked skin were like small explosions that filled the corners of the room. Debby's screams overlaid it all as her back was whipped and her pussy crammed with the irregular wooden shaft. A minute before, she had been concerned with the discomfort in her cunt, but now that was the least of her worries. She slammed her juicy pussy down hard on the penetrating wood, fucking it with enthusiasm to try to get her father to stop beating her with the crop.
Her back was a cross-hatch of scarlet welts. Edward moved the riding crop to the top of her ass. He beat here there until all of the skin was crimson, and the little bitch fucked her pussy down even harder on the post. Finally she wailed, rising high on her knees, and her whole body shook with just the knob of the post still buried inside.
Her screams were animal, and Edward thought she would pitch from the bed. Instead, her whole body stiffened and her shrieks turned to grunts as her ass ground her pussy around and around against the hard knob. Then, with one final yell, she collapsed forward, exhausted and unconscious on top of the bed.
The knob of wood glistened brightly from the cunt-juice and cum she had left.
* * *
The pain in her back prodded Debby awake. It wasn't just the whip marks; her spine was severely bent. Her vertebrae felt as if they had been completely pulled apart.
Debby tried to orient herself, but found it impossible. She opened her eyes and stared down at the floor. It was the living room carpet, but everything seemed out of place.
Something pressed hard up into her stomach and abdomen, and she glanced first to her right and then to her left. Something was familiar about the leather bench-like device she was curled over, then it hit her: It was her old vaulting horse that she had talked her mother into buying when she had been infatuated with gymnastics. It had sat around unused in the backyard all summer before her father had dragged it into the garage and hoisted it onto the rafters. Debby hadn't even thought about it since her mother's death, and now the thing came back to haunt her.
She was draped across the vaulting horse with her stomach against its spine, and her wrists and her ankles were locked together by two pairs of handcuffs. Debby wiggled. She could move around a bit, but couldn't free herself or relieve the pain in her spine.
Her naked ass was propped up by the bulk of the vaulting horse. Her tits squashed against its side. Her pussy was still aching from the reaming by the bed post, and the short time she had been asleep hadn't stopped the pain in the welts on her back.
Her father was sitting in an easy chair, halfway across the room. He had been watching Debby to see when she would wake up. She lifted her head slightly and saw him watching her. He was still dressed in his leather outfit with his cock and balls hanging out. The prick was swollen and distended but not completely hard, as it lay across his ball sac and jerked slightly toward her face.
Debby groaned. Her face fell back to the side of the vaulting horse. Leather chafed at her cheek and teardrops formed in her eyes. She had prayed for it to be over, and all of her pleas had been ignored. No one, not even God, would rescue her now. She was totally in the hands of her father, and he was acting like a lust-crazed demon.
"Welcome back to the real world, Debby," he laughed at her. "I thought I was going to have to whip you to get you back awake."
"Please don't beat me any more, Daddy!"
Debby begged. "I'll do anything you say!"
"You don't have much choice about it, Daughter," he chortled as he pushed from the chair. "You'll do what I say whether I whip you or not. But I don't want to beat your pretty little flesh right now; I've got more pleasurable things in mind."
Whatever it was, Debby was sure that she wouldn't like it. Everything that had been done to her had been either painful or degrading. Even her position there on the vaulting horse made her want to hide her face in shame. Her naked ass was jutting out into the room revealing her shit-hole and cunt. It was as if she was just a piece of fuck-meat that had been put out on display.
Her father walked behind her and Debby tried to squeeze the crack of her ass together. She wanted to hide the openings of her asshole and cunt. His hand slapped brutally over her ass cheeks and her fleshy ass-mounds flew open in response. Squeezing them together would bring her nothing but more pain.
"That's better," he laughed when his daughter's ass-cheeks opened before him.
Inside the crack was her little brown asshole, and below were the pouting lips of her blonde-fringed cunt. Both of them looked delicious and good enough to fuck.
Edward dragged over a footstool and positioned it behind his daughter. When he stood on it, his cock was level with her cunt and ass. Just right, he thought, for the fucking he wanted to do.
"Aren't you happy, Daughter, that we've finally found some use for this vaulting horse? It was one of those stupid things that your mother was always buying you. All you had to do was ask and act like you were going to cry. I tried to tell her you'd never touch the thing once it was in the backyard. What was it, Debby? One afternoon? And that was mostly just climbing around on it when you found out that vaulting was a lot of work."
His finger ran into her cunt. It burrowed far into her little pussy and twisted around in her fuck-hole. Juices ran over his finger from her ever-ready teenaged cunt-hole that constantly leaked its cream.
Edward was amazed at his daughter's hot little pussy, which seemed built for a hard throbbing fuck. He wished that he had discovered it before she had started passing it around. It would have been great to have broken her little cherry and to have watched her cunt-hole bleed.
His cock was now as hard as a rock and wanting something to fuck. Before he got down to the main course of ass-fucking, he had to get his prickshaft greased. And there was no better place than her pouting little cunt.
The knob of her father's cockhead bumped into Debby's pussy-slit and began burrowing into her cunt-hole. Already the poor little passion pit was sore from the vacuum cleaner and the bedpost, and his huge prick stretched her aching cunt-flesh. Debby groaned deeply, then grunted when his cockhead hit bottom.
Slowly the pain faded, and the warmth of his prick actually felt therapeutic, as if she had wrapped up a heating pad and shoved it up her cunt.
But just when it was beginning to feel okay, his hard shaft and its swollen cockhead retreated from her pussy-lips. Surely he hadn't cum? She had been paying that much attention, she knew. Something else must have caused him to haul his cock out of her cunt.
Something hard, warm and slippery nudged against her asshole, and for a moment, Debby thought her father had aimed his cock wrong. But when the pressure against her shitter continued to build, she knew he hadn't made a mistake. He was going to try to force that monstrous prick right into the small hole of her ass!
"No, Daddy!" she screamed. "Not there! Don't try to fuck me in the ass!"
Edward's hands wrapped around the metal handles of the vaulting horse and used the leverage to try to cram his cock into his daughter's shit-hole. When her tight, tiny hole resisted his efforts, he yanked on the handles as he thrust hard with his hips. Her wrinkled ass-ring slowly yielded just a bit and half of his cockhead rammed inside.
"Pleeeeaase!" Debby begged as she felt the mouth of her ass forced open and his hot fuck-meat being shoved inside.
Already her shit-hole was beginning to hurt and her father hadn't even begun to corn-hole his cock all the way inside.
"That goddamn asshole is tight!" Edward hissed as he fought her ass-ring for possession of her guts. He twisted his hips, grinding his cockhead around in the tight grip, working her clutching muscles until they gave just a bit.
"Aaaeeeii!" Debby shrieked as his entire cockhead popped inside her asshole.
Pain ripped through her stretched flesh until she thought it would tear. It felt like someone had speared her with a sharp metal spike, and it hurt worse than anything she had ever felt before. Even the riding crop paled in her mind.
Edward grunted as he thrust violently, and another two inches of his cock rode into Debby's ass. It felt like a telephone pole was being shoved up her shitter. Her screams were continual until it took her breath away, then she panted heavily and ground her teeth from the pain.
His cock pushed on, burrowing into her virgin ass. Finally her father's balls bumped against the slit of her cunt, and his belly and cock-hair scratched at her hips.
"It's too big!" Debby wailed, feeling his prick far inside her guts.
Her whole insides ached as if they were being pushed out of place.
"Take it out, Daddy!" she cried. "I can't stand it! It hurts too much!"
Edward looked down at his cock. He pulled a couple of inches of it out of her ass. He was amazed at how her ass-ring tried to follow his cockshaft outside while squeezing a tight band around the part of the prick that it grasped.
His cock sliding out of her shit-hole hurt almost as much as it had sliding in. Her tortured little ass-ring felt like it was being pulled apart. The cunt juices on his throbbing prickshaft greased the connection, but couldn't take away the agony of her ass being stretched.
"Don't move it!" she panted, horrified at the idea of his cock impaling her shit-hole, but too frightened of the pain to want it to pull out.
Her father ignored her. He had fucked enough female assholes to know that the pain would soon fade away. The sooner he loosened up her shitter with his driving cock, the easier it would be. He pulled out his throbbing prick until just his cockhead was inside, then he drove the entire length of it back into her guts.
Debby wailed. She had never been ass-fucked before, and had never dreamed of taking a cock up her ass.
His hard throbbing fuck-shaft was now piston-ing in her asshole and before long, the ring of muscles at its mouth began to give up. At the end of one brutal stroke, everything in her guts seemed to shift. Most of the pain quickly died, although she still felt completely stuffed. No longer did it feel like her ass-ring was tearing, although it continued to squeeze down on his cock.
"Goddamn, your asshole is tight!" her father hissed at her. "I think it's even better than your cunt. Never have I felt my cock squeezed before like this!"
He ass-fucked her, shoving his cockhead deep into her guts. Again and again, he slammed his meaty fuck-shaft in, feeling its ring run up and down his prick.
Debby groaned each time his cock jammed into her and his hairy balls slapped against the mouth of her cunt. It was totally unbelievable that his massive prick was actually fucking her asshole, but the pain and cramped feeling told her it was true.
"I'm going to cum!" Edward shouted as his prick began swelling inside Debby's ass.
Debby's hands grabbed her legs and held them to brace herself against his brutal blows. Then, with one more mighty shove up her shit-hole, his cock began to pour out its spunk. It splashed wet and hard into Debby's ass, bathing her guts in male cum.
Her head lifted and she howled. Her father arched his back and buried his cock far inside her asshole. His voice too, let out a primordial scream as his balls felt ripped apart.
Debby's little asshole was virgin no more.
CHAPTER SIX
"I've got to pee, Daddy!" Debby begged, looking up at Edward's towering figure from where he had chained her to the foot of her bed.
She wiggled her naked ass against the carpet, trying to find some position that would ease the pain in her bladder.
Debby hadn't taken a piss since her father had first confronted her, and a lot of bumps and bruises had happened since then. Her cunt had been plundered first by a cock, then by inanimate objects, and the corn-holing of her ass had shoved her guts around. All of it had put pressure on her stretched bladder, and the cola she had drunk earlier in the day had worked its way through.
Even when she just sat there, she ached. Her hands were bound in cuffs her father had bolted to her bed, and her waist was encircled by heavy loops of chain. Other metal links hobbled her feet. Her own bedroom was turned into a dungeon.
The dungeon master was her father; he left no doubt about that. The black leather outfit branded him a sadist, and the missing codpiece allowed his balls and pendulous cock to hang out.
"Daddy, listen to me!" she begged. "I haven't peed in a real long time. If I don't get to the bathroom real soon, I'll do it right here on the floor!"
"You do and you'll lick it up!" he said, as if the idea had no more meaning to him than washing up before a meal.
Debby almost choked on the idea. The bitter taste of bile rose to her mouth. Even the thought of it was almost enough to make her puke. But still, she had to piss and there was nothing she could do about that.
"I don't want to, Daddy, but I don't think I can hold it much longer!" Debby moaned.
Her father appeared to study her, then he bent down and unclasped the chains on her feet. When her ankles were free, he used a key to unlock her hands, then he hauled her erect with the chains still dangling from her waist. Those he made her carry to the bathroom down the hall. , Debby entered the small room and tried to close the door, but her father had followed her inside.
"Daddy, I've got to pee!" she insisted.
"That's right," Edward answered. "But you're not going to use the toilet. Drop the chains and prop yourself up on the back of the bathtub where I can watch you take a piss."
"You're going to watch?" the young girl asked, abashed.
"Every damn drop of your golden shower while you piss down into the bathtub," he answered. "Now get up there with your back against the wall and hunker down."
Once again Debby was amazed. And appalled. And ashamed. It just wasn't possible that a grown man wanted to watch his own daughter piss. But Edward was standing there in the bathroom with her, staring sternly as she held the chains up around her naked body. Her bladder cramped and ached so much that she knew it was about to explode, and she was going to have to relieve it, whether her father left the bathroom or not.
Debby allowed the chains to clatter loudly to the tile floor, and she turned to the combination shower and tub at the back of the small room. She put both bare feet inside then backed up to the wall.
The shape left her only two places to put her feet. On each side, a small platform was created at the rim where the tub curved around to the sides, and Debby put a heel on each and pushed herself up along the wall. The perch was precarious and she had to take it slowly as she carefully slid her naked back down the wall. The spread of her feet pulled open her thighs as she slid down, flaring her young pink pussy wide. Her cunt gash gaped as Edward went to his ass on the floor outside and halfway down the tub.
"Don't look at my pussy like that!" Debby cried, the tears of humiliation beginning to stain her cheeks. "It embarrasses me to have you watch me pee!"
"Then don't piss!" he snarled at her. "You either piss like that or you don't let a drop out of your cunt. If you do it any other way, you're going to lick it up while I'm using the riding crop."
There really was no choice. When she hunkered down on the side of the tub, the muscles of her belly tightened even more harshly around her tortured bladder. No matter what position she was in, or who was watching, Debby's pisshole was about to release a flood. There was no way for the embarrassed young girl to hold it back any more, and even as she fought against it, she could feel it breaking through.
The tiny pisshole in her pussy-slit flared open and the first drop glistened in its mouth. It hurt, and Debby's head slammed back against the wall and her teeth ground against each other. But once the break had been made in the dam of her control, there was no stopping her bladder. The tortured organ clenched and caused Debby's pisshole to gush.
A yellow stream exploded from her cunt. It arched out into the tub, spraying across the bottom until it splashed against the other end. Debby howled from the pain of the sudden release and from the shame of having her father watch.
Drops splashed from the sides of the stream and sprinkled around. Golden piss swirled in the bottom of the tub and gurgled noisily down the drain.
Edward could feel the heat from it. There was something lewd and exciting about having his face so close, and his cock started stirring where it rested on his balls. His own bladder was full and almost demanded release as he watched his daughter's piss gush out.
Some of the power of the stream played out and the stream moved down into the center of the tub. It splattered, sending drops all over the hard pastel surface until the tub glistened from piss. The golden liquid poured down the drain now, rather than swirled, as Debby's bladder forced the last piss from her cunt. Tears crossed her cheeks and dripped from her chin onto her naked tits, as the final dribbles of piss drained along her cunt-slit and spread out over her ass.
Suddenly, her father jumped up at the side of the tub and knocked her feet out from under her with his hand. Debby's heels flew from the small platform and the back of her head scraped down the wall and bumped against the edge of the tub. Her ass thudded into the back of the tub, then slipped on the piss and plunged down.
Debby sprawled on her back along the piss-wet tub, her ears still ringing from the blow to the back of her head. Smelling the piss she was lying in, she tried to struggle up, but the surface was too slippery for her hands. Again the back of her head rapped against the hard surface, and for a second, she lost consciousness. When her eyes cleared and she stared up, it was right at the swollen, semi-hard cock of her father.
"No!" she cried when she realized what he was about to do.
He held the base of his large prick and aimed his bulging cockhead right for her tits. She could see the tiny piss-slit at the tip of his cockhead, and as she watched, the tiny opening flared and an instant later a stream of piss burst out.
Hot piss splashed down onto her tits, branding them with its heat. Drops splattered from where the stream broke against her flesh, and arched up to sprinkle her face.
"Don't pee on me!" she bellowed, but quickly snapped her mouth shut. Some of the nasty piss had splashed in on her tongue to spread its salty, stinging taste.
The main golden stream poured against her nipple. It seemed to scald where it touched. Debby imagined that her flesh had been seared beyond repair.
The stuff sprayed across her chest to her other tit and nipple as it splashed over the flesh of her naked body. Edward held his thick spurting shaft in his hand, guiding his piss around. Debby cringed in the tub as the golden stream moved onto her stomach, finding her navel with ease. Hot piss splashed into the small indentation and the stinking liquid poured down her sides. Then it was at her cunt, soaking her wispy blonde pussy-hairs. Her legs were slightly parted, her knees bent up, and the splashing piss quickly sprayed into her cunt-slit.
It pulsed down onto her tiny clit, heating the small bud of sex nerves. Her clit was so sensitive it seemed to rise in her cunt gash as if reaching out to meet his cascading piss.
Debby groaned when piss splashed against the opening of her cunt-hole, then worked its way down to the brown bud of her ass. Then it started flowing back up her body.
Her whole body tensed when it didn't stop at her nipples and continued up onto her neck. Horrified, she felt his piss move upward and she screamed when it first touched her face.
Her mouth filled with the evil-tasting stuff and she choked when she tried to close her lips against the stream. Most of his piss had bubbled back out across her chin, but some of it had collected in the back of her mouth. The smelly stream battered against her nose as Debby fought for breath. Finally, she gasped sharply and a mouthful of the piss ran down into her throat. Some of it reached her stomach, but part of it made her choke. She coughed violently, opening her mouth to more of the vile piss when it splattered down from her closed eyes.
Her own father was pissing in her face! She was being used as a toilet as if she was worthy of nothing more!
Debby was only partially aware of the stream growing weaker and returning to her tits. Humiliation burned deeply into the frightened young girl, and shame seemed to fill her from head to toe.
Then her whole world exploded, shocking her tortured mind and body. Her father had turned on the shower full-force but had opened only the cold water. It rained down onto the piss-covered girl in a stinging spray. Once more, her head arched up, then flew back and cracked against the hard bottom of the tub, knocking her almost senseless. For long seconds she didn't even know where she was except that she was caught naked in a brutal freezing rain. Cold water lifted the smell of piss from her body and swirled it down the drain, but in its place it left a shocking chill.
* * *
Debby hadn't known her father had left the bathroom, but when he returned, he was dangling a short length of small-linked chain from his fist. At the end of the chain was a thick leather collar.
Edward tossed a towel into the tub to his naked trembling daughter, and sat on top of the closed toilet and watched her dry her wet skin. It was water drops that marked her now, but he remembered with satisfaction when it had been the golden drops of his piss. He had even seen it go into her mouth and noticed that she had to gulp some of it down. It wouldn't kill her, he thought smugly, and it was certainly nothing she didn't deserve.
For fucking boys in his house while he was gone, he later might even piss down her throat while he was fucking her face. He could imagine her slender throat working to take down his hot, golden piss while her young mouth was filled with his cock. The idea set off tingles in his heavy-hanging balls, but there was enough time later for that. Right now his bladder was completely empty from pissing on his daughter, and it was time, instead, to teach her about discipline.
Debby stood up in the tub, rubbing her cunt and ass with the towel. She had tried to scrub away the stains from her flesh with the rough cloth, but the piss marks on her skin remained in her mind. There was no towel in the world that could rub that away.
She glanced up. Her father was standing there in the center of the room with the chain dangling from one hand. For the first time she noticed that the riding crop lay across the counter by the lavatory basin. So intent had she been on the chain and the collar that she hadn't noticed what he had brought in his other hand.
He motioned her over, then forced her to her knees with a rough hand on one of her shoulders. Her knees bumped sharply against the hard tile, then she plopped down onto her ass. She sat next to his legs as he leaned forward, his cock almost brushing her cheek as he fastened the leather collar tightly around her neck.
"If you're going to be a little bitch, you're going to have to learn to act like one," he laughed, testing the chain with a tug of his hand.
The collar tightened around Debby's throat and cut off her breath.
Debby started to rise to her feet, but the riding crop slashed down lightly across her back. Even the gentle blow left a line of stinging skin.
"Bitch dogs don't walk on their hind legs!"
he snarled at her as he twisted the chain around the fingers of his left hand. "Bitch dogs walk on all fours, just like all the other curs in town!"
So she was a dog now, Debby thought bitterly. Fucked, corn-holed, pissed on, and now nothing more than a fucking dog!
For the first time since early that evening, a trace of anger grew in the young girl. Her body stiffened as if she was about to leap up and scream out at her evil father. But Edward must have noticed the trace of rebellion about to grow in his daughter. With a swipe of his arm, he slashed the riding crop down across the backs of her naked shoulders.
This time there was nothing gentle about the blow and it cut deeply into her tender skin. An angry welt erupted along the trail of the lash, and its pain chased all thoughts of defiance from Debby's mind.
"Please don't hit me, Daddy!" the young girl cried, whimpering as she folded up next to his feet.
She curled into a fetal ball on the floor, unconsciously covering her cunt and tits.
"Then get up on all fours like a good little bitch dog!" he growled as he yanked on the chain. "I want you to heel right here by my left leg. And if you don't do it right, I'll teach you how with the riding crop!"
Although aching and ashamed, Debby hurried to comply. She had no doubt that she would end up heeling like a dog there beside him, it was only a question of whether she would be beaten first. The tile hurt her knees as she got up beside his left leg then sat back on her heels. Her hands were pressed palm-down onto the floor.
"You learn pretty quickly." Edward could see the naked little bitch kneeling there by his left side. He tugged on the chain. "Now let's learn how bitch dogs walk beside their masters."
He stepped out. The collar tightened around Debby's throat until she was forced to follow. The closer she crawled next to his leg, the less pressure she felt from the collar. At least she could breathe, and when they were out of the bathroom and headed down the hall, the ache of her knees was cushioned by the carpet.
When he suddenly stopped, she didn't halt fast enough and he twisted his body and lashed down onto her ass with the crop. Rapidly, she backed up on her hands and knees, then sat back down once more on her heels.
Her naked ass burned from the blow. A red line of fire was tattooed across it, and she was sure there would be more. All she could do was suffer through the pain and humiliation and try to heel constantly by his leg.
He walked her around the house, applying the riding crop to her ass each time she was slow to respond to his moves. Those times grew fewer and fewer as Debby learned to anticipate him, until she could have won every dog-obedience show in town. All her father had to do was to tense enough to take a step and Debby was moving with him. Somehow, she recognized when he would stop, and by the time both of his feet came together she was perched with her naked ass on her heels.
"Now let's see how you do without the chain," he said, reaching down and unsnapping the leash from the collar.
The thick leather band stayed around her neck, but at least she wouldn't be choked by a pull from his hand.
"Walk around me from the front to the back, then come back to a heel," he ordered, showing her with his hand how he would order the move in the future.
For a second, Debby hesitated. The freedom from the chain tempted her to defy him. She was quick enough that she could be to her feet and halfway across the living room before he could move. But where would she go? All of the doors were locked, and he would catch up with her as she fumbled trying to open them. And would she really dash outside completely naked? Even if she did, there was no one around for almost a mile, and the only chance she would have would be to lose herself in the woods.
She crawled around his legs then heeled beside him. He waved his hand and she did it again. He placed a hand in front of her face, then stepped out, crossing the living room before he turned around to face her. Debby's gaze was caught by his pendulous cock and she almost didn't see the motion of his fingers. But just in time, she crawled over to him, circling his right side to come up from behind and heel beside his left leg.
He taught her to fetch, making her pick up things with her mouth and return to kneel before him so he could pat her on the head. Then, in his sadistic way, he offered to let her kiss his cock as a reward.
When she hesitated, he raised his whip and Debby leaned forward and touched her lips to his prick. For doing something extra-specially good, he allowed her to take his cockhead in her mouth and give it a couple of sucks.
Before long, even Debby was looking forward to those times, since it meant that she had done something to please him. And as long as he allowed her to suck on his cockhead, he was too pleased to whip her ass with the riding crop.
"Now you know obedience," he said to her as his cockhead slipped from her lips. "It's time to learn how to show honor to your master."
Debby looked up at him, confused.
"My feet," he ordered. "Lick my feet like a cowering dog!"
Debby groaned, but her humiliation was so deep now that she felt that nothing could degrade her further. Slowly, she lowered her face toward his feet and opened her mouth. The tip of her tongue touched right behind his toes, and she slowly dragged it wetly toward the ankle. When she tried to lift her head, he banged down on it with the riding crop to inform her that she wasn't through.
And there, in the late night hours, Debby washed her father's feet with her tongue. Even between his toes was glistening clean from her spit by the time the young girl was through.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Debby lay on her bed, a chain from the bedpost locked tightly around her right ankle. She had already tried to see if she could work the chain from the wood, but the lathed design was too large for the attaching cuff to pass over it. The only way she could have broken free was to dismantle the bed, and that certainly would have created enough noise to bring her father, even if she could have managed it without tools.
Sunlight streamed through the thin curtains of her bedroom window. She still ached a bit when she twisted slightly beneath the covers to try out her muscles and bones, but was relieved to find her body still intact.
She tossed the blanket aside and looked down at her naked flesh. She lay on her back because of the chain, and her tits pointed upward from her chest. Everywhere she looked there were fading lines from the slashes of the riding crop, but much of the soreness was gone. Her cunt patch had dried in a tangled mess, but the lips of her pussy were free of pain. She moved a hand between her legs, and slowly pushed a finger into her cunt-hole.
She was amazed at how tight it still was. Her cunt didn't seem to be stretched by the throbbing cock that her father had forced inside. By twisting her ass on the mattress, she could ram her finger deeply inside and feel that the back of her cunt was bruised. But even that soreness seemed minor compared with the pain she had suffered.
The finger slipped out of her pussy. It brushed downward onto the wrinkled mouth of her ass. And now her surprise was complete. Her father's hard, throbbing cock had also plundered her asshole, and that brown little ring felt just as it had before. She pressed on it, and it was difficult forcing even a fingertip inside. She knew her shitter had to have gaped open to be corn-holed, but it had shrunk back to its proper size.
Actually, she didn't feel bad at all considering the terrible torture of the previous night. When Edward had finally returned Debby to her bedroom and locked her foot to the chain, she had immediately fallen into an exhausted sleep. She didn't even remember her father leaving her room.
The sleep and the resilience of youth had mended her. Only the discomfort of the bruises and the welt marks remained. Now, if only she could escape further torture, there would be no permanent damage done.
But that assumed her father was through with her, something Debby just didn't believe.
"I see my little girl has awakened," her father said almost cheerfully as he entered her bedroom that morning.
He was dressed in blue denim shorts and a faded white T-shirt, although his feet were bare. At least the terrible leather outfit was gone. Even his cock and his balls were covered up. Debby felt a wave of relief.
In his right hand, Edward toted a small satchel similar to that used by gymnasts to carry their shoes and clothes. He set the small zipper bag on the foot of Debby's bed and stared down at his succulent young daughter.
He was still amazed at the sight of the girl. During the past few years, she had blossomed from a slim, sinewy child to something that was, without question, definitely all woman.
Her chest was no longer flat as a prairie. Instead, it propped up two delicious young tits, with nipples and areolas like oversized crowns, somewhat larger in proportion than they would be later in life, and now only slightly more pink than the surrounding skin.
Between her legs, her wispy blonde hair had sprouted thinly to follow along her pouting cunt-slit instead of forming a large womanly triangle. Her pussy-hair was so thin and fair that it did little to hide the vertical gash of her pussy. Between her pussy-lips, her pink cunt-flesh fairly glistened from the youthful cunt-juices that seemed always to be present.
Only since he had found the package of that rubber on the bathroom floor had he really seen his daughter as the luscious female she had become. Only when he had thought that other, younger pricks had been fucking her pouting young pussy had he really stopped to see how sexy she had become. Now, lying there naked on the bed before him, the sight of his daughter was enough to make his cock raging hard.
"I've brought a few toys from some of your mother's things that I had put up," he told her, unzipping the small bag. "It's probably not what you would expect, since I'm sure you're like most youngsters in thinking of your mother and father as totally sexless. You learned better than that about me yesterday; now you get a look at just how your mother was. I think you'll be quite surprised."
He reached into the small satchel and took out what appeared to Debby to be a large amputated cock. A massive sculpted cockhead topped the mighty shaft, which had small bumps all around the lower two-thirds of its length. It was at least nine inches long, and was more than half as thick as her wrist, and she knew instantly what the horrible thing was for. When a woman was alone wanting a prick, the massive thing could be forced deeply into her cunt.
He tossed it onto the bed between her legs. Debby was reluctant to pick it up.
"Use it on yourself!" Edward ordered his young daughter. "You just might find out you like it as much as your mother did. And how well you use it just might turn out to make a difference in what happens to you today!"
There was a threat in his words that Debby recognized immediately. If she was foolish enough to give him any resistance to fucking herself with the massive dildo, she would probably pay for it later in bruised and battered flesh.
Her pussy was tight and only slightly lubricated when she fitted the large cockhead of the dildo into her pussy-slit. The shaft wasn't any bigger than some of the things she had forced the previous evening into her cunt, so she wasn't really afraid that the thing would hurt her. What was bothering the young girl was that her father was lewdly watching her pussy-lips spread wide to swallow the thing in. And the feel of the rubber device in her hand was disturbing, too much like a real cock to ignore. There was a softness to its surface with hardness just below, like she was holding her father's actual cock.
But she really had no choice. She spread her legs wider, parting her cunt gash, and dragged the swollen rubber head of the thing up and down her fuck-slit. She bumped it against her small clit, letting it circle the tiny sensitive nub to build up the juices in her pussy-hole.
She gasped when the cockhead was finally inside her. Overnight, her pussy-hole had shrunken down to its normal adolescent size, and the fake cock felt like a monster trying to burrow inside. She glanced up. Her father's eyes were glued to the sight of the dildo being swallowed by her cunt. She closed her eyes, braced herself, then shoved, ramming half of the long fake fucker deep into her pussy.
She winced when the first ring of the bumps slid into her cunt. Already her pussy-hole was stretched tight from the shaft, and the small bumps played havoc with her pussy-lips. It was a whole new sensation she didn't really expect.
"It feels funny, Daddy!" Debby moaned, not knowing for sure whether the bumps actually hurt or felt good. So much had happened to her body in the past twenty-four hours that pain and pleasure were becoming confused.
"Fuck it on up there!" Edward hissed, watching the rubber shaft disappear. Before, he had liked to watch his wife's cunt swallow the dildo, and Debby's pussy doing the same was twice as exciting.
"Ooooh!" the young girl groaned as most of the rest of the shaft bumped into her cunt, sending chills of sensation through all of her fuck-hole.
Perhaps at another time-and all alone-she would have liked to experiment with the dildo that had fucked her own mother's pussy, but not in front of her father. His presence turned what could have been exciting into something that seemed dirty. She wasn't doing it just to pleasure her own pussy; she was being forced to fuck herself so he could watch.
"Now pump it back and forth inside!" he directed, his cock in a rage inside his pants.
Her pink little slit was stretched wide-open so her cunt-hole could take in the phony cock. Edward wanted to see the massive shaft fuck her so hard that it made his young daughter scream.
"Nooooo!" Debby moaned as she stroked with the dildo, drawing it out to her pussy-lips then ramming it back in.
She impaled herself again and again on the rubber shaft, just so her father could watch. The thick device glistened with her cunt juices, which were pouring so freely that it made her fingers slip.
"You like that?" Edward growled. "Tell me how much you like to fuck yourself with your mother's fake cock!"
"I love her dildo in my cunt," Debby said, flinching with each forced word.
"More!" her father roared.
"I want to fuck myself with her rubber dick!"
Debby howled, feeling the awful thing spreading her pussy wide. "Her cunt juices are still dried on it, and I want to mix mine with hers!"
Edward allowed his daughter to pound her cunt with the false cock for almost five minutes before he reached down and knocked away her hands. He thought about fucking her with it more, slamming it into her as hard as he could, but knew that he had other toys that he wanted to try out on the moaning girl. He ripped the dildo out of her cunt-hole, then jammed something else inside her with the fingers of his other hand.
"What's that?" Debby cried as something cold and metallic was ramming into her pussy.
It felt as if marbles or steel ball-bearings had been poked deeply into her pussy-hole.
"Benwa balls," her father laughed loudly. "One of your mother's favorites."
"What will they do to me?" Debby asked, frightened now that something new had been added to her father's games.
"It's going to make you feel good," her father sneered, enjoying the young girl's fear. "And I've got something else here that's going to make them go wild."
Something probed at Debby's asshole, and her eyes popped open and her shoulders lifted from the bed. She could see down between her legs where her father was trying to shove something in her shit-hole. It was unlike anything she had ever seen. It had a plastic handle that he held in his hand, and two tubes of metal jutting out. It was these metal tips that he now rubbed through her cunt, gathering juices so it would slide into her asshole.
"Don't put anything into my ass!" she cried. She couldn't see an electrical cord, but the thing looked like it might shock. And even if it didn't, she didn't want it up her asshole.
"Shut your goddamn mouth and open up your shit-hole!" he snarled. "You're just like all the rest of them-always got the wrong damn hole opened all the time."
The rest of whom? Debby wanted to ask, but the metal ends of the device crammed into her shit-hole and cut off her words. She could feel her puckered ass-ring spreading to let the thing inside, and she tightened all her muscles to try to force it back outside.
It didn't matter. The device slipped up her asshole, burrowing into her guts. Then the tips turned upward toward the membrane that separated her asshole from her cunt.
Then all hell broke loose in her guts. Her father had flipped a small switch on the side of the handle, and the battery-driven ass-fucker came alive. It vibrated wickedly inside her, and what it did to her pussy almost knocked her for a loop.
The oddly weighted benwa balls thrashed around in her cunt, bumping into each other with a click that she could feel throughout her abdomen. They rolled about, driven by the vibration of the strange dildo up her shit-hole, setting off sensations that sent lightning bolts through her pussy and ass.
"No!" Debby screamed. "Make it stop! Don't let it do that to me!"
It didn't hurt, but it was driving her wild. The crashing, twisting balls seemed to be finding nerves she didn't know she had. Even her father's cock and all the rest of the stuff she had stuffed into her cunt, hadn't disturbed her pussy so much. A sexual fire had been ignited as soon as he had turned on the devilish thing. Other times in the past day, fucking and stroking had finally turned her on after her body had abandoned itself to the sensations, but this was completely different. From the second the benwa balls had started to work, she had been driven almost out of her mind.
"You like that, bitch?" her father snarled at her as he twisted the prongs in her ass. "That pussy of yours thinks it's already fired up, but wait until I turn this fucking thing on high!"
There was more! His threat cut through her wild thrashing to sear into her mind. Already her cunt felt like it was coming apart, and there was still more to come! Debby was frantic with the belief that she just couldn't take any more. The fire burning inside her now was almost too much to bear. Anything more and she was sure she would be driven over the edge.
"You're twisting about just like a goddamn whore!" he cursed at her, knowing that he was driving his young daughter wild. "You're even throwing yourself about more than your mother did when I shoved this thing up her ass!"
Debby had trouble comprehending it. The calm, collected mother that had held her and treated all her bumps and scrapes had actually enjoyed being impaled by this vibrating thing? She closed her eyes and her mind was alive with the image of her mother thrashing around on her bed. The benwa balls that now stirred in Debby's cunt had once sent her mother's pussy into wild throes. And the man who had driven her mother sexually insane was now shocking Debby's pussy and ass.
"Aaaaeeeiii!" Debby screamed.
It felt like a lightning bolt had shot out of her ass.
Her puckered ass-ring breathed open and shut around the penetrating metal prod, and the ben-wa balls in her cunt-hole crashed like boulders in an avalanche.
"What's happening to me?" Debby cried as her guts felt as if they had been turned inside out.
Her clit hummed as it rubbed its nubby little head against the folds at the top of her inner pussy-lips.
And still she saw her mother in her mind. Cooking breakfast while shoving utensils up her cunt. Dressing Debby as she fucked the huge rubber cock into her pussy-hole. Bending over to one of the kitchen cabinets while the metal prod trembled in her brown puckered ass. All this, Debby saw behind the closed lids of her eyes as the benwa balls and the vibrating dildo caused explosions in her cunt-hole and ass.
"Please help me!" Debby shrieked.
What was happening to her mind and her body frightened her so much she panicked. Her leg whipped the chain against the mattress of the bed as she saw her mother's hands and feet tied. In her mind, a huge massive cock rammed up her mother's asshole as Debby's cunt poured out its fuck-cream. Her imagination filled her mother's mouth with throbbing prick as Debby's shitter felt shook apart. Debby's mind went wild. Her body was close behind, her ass arching from the bed, thrusting her cunt far into the air. Her heels dug into the mattress as she wailed when her cum started to gush.
"No! No! No!" Debby cried again and again as her pussy was ripped by her cum.
The benwa balls shot out of her cunt as her pussy walls gripped and pulsed. The base of her spine burned, igniting sensations that tore down her cunt-hole and rocketed through her ass.
In her mind, Debby could see her mother settling a dripping pussy down onto her face. Debby's lips gaped open as if seeking to merge with her mother's cunt.
Then, finally, everything exploded inside the frantic young girl, her mind and body filled with searing white light. Her cunt blossomed open and poured out more cum as her ass humped down onto the metal prod.
It was all too much for the inexperienced little girl, and she passed completely out. Her first massive cum coupled with her wild sexual fantasy had blasted her completely out of her mind.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"There!" Edward said, taking a swipe at his daughter's now bare cunt with the washcloth he held in one hand. In the other hand, he snapped shut the straight razor he had used to shave away the fine fur around Debby's pussy and asshole.
The young girl lay on her back on a low narrow table, held to the table by two straps that clutched tightly around her naked body. One of the straps fitted snugly around her stomach, and the other held down her chest. The table had been fitted with metal stirrups similar to the ones on a gynecologist's table, and it was into those that Debby's feet were locked.
"It stings," the young girl complained as Edward rubbed aftershave into the skin around her cunt.
Every single strand had been carefully carved away until her pussy was as naked as the day she was born.
"Now that's the way it was the last time I looked real close," Edward said as he stared down at her cleanly-shaven pussy.
The hair had been a constant reminder that his daughter was growing up. Now that the hair was removed and her cunt was clean and fresh, it was just like she was his little daughter again.
It also had two other effects on the lusty man. By making her seem younger, it reaffirmed his determination that she ought to be fully under his control, and it carried him back to the time he wished he had first fucked the little bitch. Now if only her little tits weren't standing up so tall and proud on her chest.
He glared at her firm little titties with their crowning nipples. Slowly he stripped his wide belt out of the loops of his denim shorts and carried it up to the side of the table. It was just long enough to wrap around her body and the platform, and he snugged it down so the belt bit into her firm tits, mashing her nipples clear to her ribs. Everywhere it could, her tit-flesh bulged out, making a broad pancake that never rose an inch from her chest.
"Now you look like you're eight years old again," he told her, "and there isn't any eight-year-old little bitch that's going to tell her daddy what to do. Do you understand that?"
Debby nodded, frightened at what else her father might do. When she had first seen the straight razor, she had been scared that he might cut her, and had actually been relieved when he had started shaving her cunt.
But that only lasted a minute after he began scraping away her pussy hair, because once again, he was reducing her to little more than a small child. Debby had been proud of her cunt patch, no matter how thin it might be. It had shown that she was growing up and would soon take her place in the adult world. Now she was right back where she had started, bare cunt and all. Even her aching tits felt like they were being forced back into her chest.
"Daddy, I don't like it!" she whined, sure that her father wouldn't care.
She was right. Edward didn't want any of her bitching and complaining. He had his mind set on what he was going to do to his young daughter, and none of her complaints would make a bit of difference. He studied her naked flesh for a minute, then walked around to the end of the table beyond her head.
"I'll give you something you might like," he laughed, shoving his blue shorts to the floor.
His heavy cock sprang out of the material almost completely erect. The young girl couldn't see it yet, but she would soon get as much of it as she could stand.
His hands worked at both sides of the table, and suddenly the support for Debby's head was gone. Two small catches had propped up the extension to the table where Debby's head had been. When Edward's fingers released both of the connections, the extension collapsed and Debby's head fell back. It stretched her neck and turned her world upside-down, and she was looking directly up at the underside of her father's prick.
"You're going to get something you never dreamed of," he growled at her and pushed down the shaft of his cock with one hand.
Other fingers wrapped into her hair and painfully pulled her head up. When she was lined up, his cockhead bumped into her lips.
"Now's the time to open your fucking mouth," he laughed. "A young bitch's mouth is better used for sucking cock than it is for making words!"
Debby almost gagged when his throbbing prick was run in along her tongue, unable to keep away the thoughts that it had once fucked her ass. No matter how well he ever cleaned it, she was sure that she would always think of it as flecked with shit.
His cock had been rigid when it was shoved into her mouth, but now it seemed to grow even harder. It gave off heat that seemed to fill her oral cavity along with the pulsing flesh, and his rubbery cockhead battered against the back of her mouth, setting off an ache in the bruises from before.
"You like that, bitch?" her father snarled. "You like sucking on a hard cock. You better close that mouth down real tight on it and make this a good face-fuck, because if you don't, I can always train you with the riding crop to do it better. But if you do it real well, I'll give you that special something that you've never thought of before."
Debby's tongue and the roof of her mouth closed down on the throbbing cock in her mouth. Her cheeks sucked in to cause some pressure, and her lips formed a tense ring around the shaft of his cock. By now she knew what he wanted-a mouth as tight as a cunt. He had called it a face-pussy, and that's what he wanted to fuck.
But the rest didn't make as much sense. What did he mean about giving her something she hadn't had before? She couldn't imagine what. He had furiously fucked her mouth before, pistoning his cock hard against the opening of her throat, so she already knew about that, he had even spurted his thick, slimy cum into her mouth until she had to drink it down. Whatever it was, it couldn't be worse than that experience had been.
Her father grunted each time he fucked his cock along her tongue and jammed his cockhead against the back of her mouth. As he pulled out his mighty fuck-weapon, he could feel the ring of her lips riding up his prickshaft. It was almost like fucking her asshole with its little ring of muscles, and he couldn't decide whether he liked ass-fucking or face-fucking the best.
The ridge of his cockhead scraped along Debby's tongue as her head hung there to meet his thrusts. He was gripping her hair so tightly that she couldn't even bob her face. There was no sucking involved for the young girl; it was face-fucking through and through. But it was what her father seemed to want at the time, and she was glad to be only passively involved. No matter that he had threatened her with something new, he had brutally fucked her mouth before, and she knew she would survive that much of her ordeal.
One particularly brutal thrust rammed his cockhead sharply into the back of her mouth, and Debby felt a new bruise grow. Instead of retreating, the thick knob of rubbery flesh continued to press against the opening of her throat.
Debby braced herself for his erupting cum, although she hadn't felt his prickshaft swell in her mouth. It also didn't seem to be enough face-fucking to make his balls explode, but she didn't know any other reason he would be shoving so hard.
Then she tried to swallow and found that she couldn't, and it dawned on her just where her father's cockhead was. The damn thing was plugging up the opening to her throat. She could still breathe through her nose, so she hadn't begun to choke, but his evil cock had closed off her mouth from her throat.
"You're going to get it now!" Edward hissed as he saw his daughter's lips tightly closed around his throbbing cock. "You're going to get my prick all the way down your throat!"
Debby's whole body jerked against the straps that held her when she heard his threatening words. She was terrified at what he had said, and would have given anything to get away. Her father, caught up in his evil lusts, was going to try to shove that long, thick cock into the tube of her neck!
"Arrrggh!" she cried, trying to scream at him to stop.
But the hefty cock that was threatening her choked off all of her words.
"Nnnnngh!" She was sure that his fucking prick would strangle her if it was ever pushed into her throat. But again her voice couldn't overcome the cock stuffing her mouth.
Pressure grew as Edward leaned toward her face, forcing his weight down onto the spike of his prick. All the force he could muster was driving his thick fuck-rod.
Debby blew tortured air through her nose. The pain and pressure at the opening to her throat was already unbelievable, and not even a speck of prick had been stuffed into her neck. Her scalp burned with agony as her father yanked on her hair, trying to pull her face deeper onto his pushing cock. But all of his efforts could lodge only the first half-inch of his cockhead into the tiny opening to her neck.
Just that much made Debby sure she was going to die. Pain burned like fire in the back of her mouth, concentrated on the tiny ring protecting her throat. It was hard to breathe even though the passage to her nose was still clear. She couldn't swallow, and spit ran out of the corners of her mouth and down onto her chin.
"Open your goddamn throat!' her father howled at Debby, ramming his cock into her mouth with new-found strength.
Half of his cockhead wedged into her throat, spreading the tiny circle. Then, as if the first breach had caused all of her throat muscles to collapse, his throbbing knob of cockhead popped completely inside the young girl's throat. This time she couldn't even moan, since not a speck of air could creep out into her mouth. Panic hit her as it felt like she was being forced to swallow a fence post, and she had to suck furiously through her nose to even get wisps of breath to her lungs.
Feeling victory, Edward threw new force into the effort. Both of his hands were now at Debby's head with his fingers laced across the back. He pulled fiercely as he shoved with his cock, and drove a couple of inches of his fuck-shaft into the grip of her gullet.
All air vanished for the frantic young girl. The muscles of her neck bulged out from the cock that had been forced into her throat. She could feel his mighty prick slowly sliding the rest of the way into her mouth. Then his cock hair was tickling her chin and his heavy, pendulous balls slapped into her chin. Every inch of his throbbing cock was now jammed completely beyond her lips.
"Shit!" her father exclaimed as he felt her tight throat and neck muscles squeeze down onto his prick.
Never had he felt anything so tight gripping the length of his cock. Her throat felt like a sheath that was three sizes too small, yet his hot fuckmeat was still stuffed inside. His cockhead must reach clear down into the top of her chest, he realized, and the thought made his balls spasm. Inside Debby's throat, his impaling cockshaft seemed to jerk as if practicing for a thundering cum.
"Your fucking throat is tearing my cock to pieces!" her father shouted almost deliriously. "It's making my balls explode!"
Debby was lightheaded. She could get no air into her lungs. The prick ramming back and forth in her throat seemed to be swelling even more.
"I'm going to cum!" Edward shouted, unable to stand much more than a minute of the deep-throating fucking.
Debby's gullet gulped around his impaling fuck-shaft as his cockhead bulged until it was almost as big as a small apple. Then her throat could feel the pulse beneath the surface of his mighty cock as cum worked its way up his cock-shaft. A thick wad of jism blasted deep inside her gullet and leaked down toward her stomach. Eruption followed eruption as his cock spilled its load, greasing the pathway to her guts.
"It feels like a goddamn gallon!" her father groaned as his prick continued to explode.
His balls were pulled tightly up against his body, and it seemed that his whole insides were shooting out the end of his cock. Never had he experienced such a gut-rendering cum, and it was his own daughter's throat that was giving him such pleasure.
The pulses of cum slackened and came more slowly as Edward's balls emptied deep into Debby's throat. It seemed like hours since that first wad of spunk, even though it had only been seconds. When the last dribbles were out and on the way to her stomach, Edward slowly pulled his prick back out of her mouth. His cockhead emerged with an audible slurp as her m throat was finally freed.
Debby gulped cooling air into her burning lungs. She whimpered as if she was glad to just be alive.
Edward backed away from the sobbing girl, watching as his prick slid out of her mouth. The skin of his cockshaft glistened with her spit, but it wasn't cum-covered like it would have been if it had been fucking her cunt. He wouldn't even have to wash the damn thing, it was so clean from the gobbling by her throat. He felt powerfully alive and totally in control as if throat-fucking had pumped new spirit into his body. He knew then that screwing his cock deeply into Debby's gullet would be one of his favorite things.
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"We couldn't let you get off that table without a little fun of your own," Edward said as he toyed with his daughter's pussy with the muzzle of the handgun.
It was a silver-plated revolver, and its bore had looked as big as a train tunnel to Debby when her father had first shown it to her.
"You're scaring me, Daddy!" Debby whined, trembling so much that she even shook inside the straps and belt that held her to the table.
"If I was you, I would be petrified." Her father smiled cryptically. "The first thing I [earned about a gun was to never point it at anybody unless I planned to pull the trigger."
Surely he didn't mean it! Debby's mind whirled. She had to believe that he actually wouldn't fire the gun and send a bullet tearing up her cunt to scramble her guts. She had to wonder just how irate her father really was. What he had already done to her seemed almost too much to comprehend.
The muzzle of the revolver scraped against the mouth of her cunt-hole as her father slowly pushed the barrel into Debby's pussy. The cold, metallic touch chilled her to the bone. Never in her life had she been so frightened, even when her father was whipping her with the riding crop.
There was no pain; that wasn't the reason. Although its touch was hard and cold inside her cunt-hole, its discomfort was the least she felt. Instead, it was the terror of what might happen even if her father didn't mean for the gun to go off. While that awful thing was prodding her pussy, Debby was only a split-second from death.
"Some men call their pricks their guns," Edward said softly, his voice too strangely calm to offer comfort. "That turns on some women so much you wouldn't believe. It makes them think of actually having a gun stuck up their cunt just ready to go off. And that makes them cum so much they almost lose their heads."
"Not me, Daddy," Debby shivered. "It scares me so much I-I can't even be still."
"Just think how lucky you are," he continued, ignoring Debby's protests. "Some girls go their entire live without actually having a gun stuck up their cunts. No matter how short a time you might live now, there will never be a greater thrill."
"Please take it out!" she cried, watching almost petrified as his finger slipped into the guard and wrapped around the trigger. His thumb pulled back the hammer and cocked it and Debby almost pissed herself in terror.
"I've heard tell," her father added smoothly, "that some women just can't resist once they have the barrel up their pussies. They find them the next morning with their entire insides blown out, but still with the gun lodged up their cunts."
All his talk almost addled her. Her eyes were riveted to the coked hammer of the gun and where his finger lay over the trigger. Now he wouldn't even have to intend to kill her; all it would take was a little slip. One small move or noise to make him jump and Debby knew she would be dead. It felt like being suspended over a deep crevice with only her fingertips to hold onto the rock.
She forced herself to be still. The chills that were shaking her were involuntary, but she fought against each little move. If her father didn't really want to shoot her up the cunt, she didn't want to jerk her body against the gun and make it accidentally fire.
"Just think of it as a narrow prick-some boy's gun," he laughed as he screwed the barrel of the deadly instrument far up her cunt. It slipped in until it was stopped by the metal frame. "The only thing is, Debby, you don't want to see it cum. That single load of Jism would pack one hell of a punch."
"Noooo!" she cried, her voice shrill Her heart was in her throat, and was being tightly squeezed by her all-consuming terror. Her breaths were rasping and shallow, almost as if she was afraid to move her chest.
Slowly the barrel of the pistol slipped out of her until only the muzzle and front sight were left in. In her mind, she begged him to take it completely out of her and to throw it as far as he could. For as long as he toyed with her pussy with the gun, she was sure she was the next thing to dead.
"You want to see how it feels?" he suddenly asked, and Debby's body went totally stiff.
A bolt of coldness ran down her spine at his unemotional words. It was almost as if he had asked her if she wanted to watch a movie on TV. He was talking about her death as if it was a sexual thrill, and as if it didn't really matter to him.
"I think you probably do," he said matter-of-factly, and as Debby watched in panic, his finger went white on the trigger. Time seemed to slow down. She could see the hammer of the revolver tremble. The slight color in her father's finger ran from one end to the other as he squeezed even harder.
Then there was a click as the trigger released and the hammer began to fall. This time she pissed herself for real as she waited that split-second for the explosion and the feel of the bullet in her guts.
CHAPTER NINE
The few streetlights there were along the deserted hardtop road cast islands of soft light in the dark sea of night. Off in the distance, through the trees toward the lake, small specks of brilliance told of the occasional house. Before, those isolated homes tucked away in the wilderness had captured little of Debby's attention, but now she wondered about them and what might be going on inside. Were things going on inside them similar to what had happened in her own home for the past twenty-four hours?
The gun had been unloaded, just as she should have expected from the first. The part she didn't understand was her own body's reaction. She had heard that a person pisses and cums when she dies, but she had always considered that as some tale that silly boys told. But earlier today, she had done exactly that.
When the hammer of the revolver had started to fall, she had lost control of her bladder and her pussy had exploded around the muzzle of the barrel. A lightning bolt of orgasm had seared the inside of her cunt just as the bullet should have struck. It was so violent that she thought at first she had actually been shot. The hammer had clicked as it landed and her guts had felt torn by her cum so much that she wildly thought her pussy had muffled the weapon's report. It was only after her cunt-hole was through sucking on the barrel of the gun, shooting juices down its bore and flooding the top of the table, that she realized she was still alive.
Debby tugged the thin robe around her naked body and looked out of the window on the passenger side of the van. She sat on the right of her father in one of the bucket seats at the front of the slab-sided van.
They had not turned toward the town Debby knew, and in which she attended school. Instead, her father had turned right, toward a small city twenty miles away. It was away from the sprawling metropolis area thirty miles on the other side of her house, and Debby had only driven through the place a couple of times that she could remember. To her, it was nothing more than a name of a rival high school when football teams met and clashed, and she knew of no one who would recognize her.
It was why her father had selected it, she was sure of that. Whatever he planned for her that night, he wanted it to be among strangers.
Edward turned north on the feeder road for the freeway only a couple of miles away. The van traveled the middle lane down the freeway, pointed toward the lights of the City. Debby watched through the windshield, then through the window at the side as the van caught up with a small sedan and started to pass it by. A man sat alone in the car, glancing up occasionally at the van that was drifting slowly past.
"Show him your tits!" her father suddenly ordered as he turned on the inside lights of the van. When she hesitated, he snarled at her again. "Pull back your goddamn robe and give him a shot of your titties!"
Debby's fingers opened the material, exposing her tits. She turned toward the window with her naked tits only inches away. Her nipples grew hard and distended from the chill of the glass. The small lamp above the passenger door bathed her tits with soft light. The man glanced upward at the movement. His mouth fell open as he saw the naked tit-flesh of the young girl. He was so surprised that he apparently lifted his foot from the accelerator, and his car slid quickly toward the rear as he never took his eyes from Debby's tits.
Debby's father laughed and gave the van more gas, cutting the large vehicle over into the far left lane.
"His mouth fell so far open I thought he was going to drop his goddamn false teeth in his lap!" Edward snorted.
Debby turned toward him. Her father peered through the windshield, a big grin on his face. He was enjoying this, Debby realized, with sudden chagrin. He was getting a thrill from Debby showing her tits to another strange man.
He made her strip from the robe and sit naked. Her shaved pussy was cool against the leather covering as her ass spread to fit the contours of the bucket seat. Each car that he passed, he forced Debby to display her tits, no matter who rode in the other vehicle. There were couples and a few women, but most of them were men. Many of them waved for the van to stop. But each time, Edward pressed on the accelerator and left the cars far behind.
They made two circuits, dropping down on an exit then re-entering the freeway traveling in the other direction. Ten miles down the road, and several tit-flashes later, there would be another exit and another stream of startled faces in different cars. Once he had her perch on hands and knees on the seat and push her naked ass up against the window as they passed several vehicles. Debby couldn't see who was looking up into her ass and cunt, but still she was embarrassed and hid her flushed face in her arms.
Edward laughed loudly each time other drivers were startled, and practically howled when one man lost control and bumped onto the shoulder of the road. A chill went through Debby when that happened and she looked back over her shoulder, but the curtains had been pulled over the rear window far in the back of the van. She hoped that the man who had been driving had regained control of his car and managed to steer it back onto the road.
When they were headed back toward the small city for the third time, Edward evidently tired of that game and thought of a new better one to shame his tortured daughter. Carefully, he selected a stretch of freeway out of sight of the cars traveling the other direction, then steered the van onto the wide shoulder. He left the van running with the headlights turned on bright, then stepped from the vehicle while ordering the naked Debby out the other side.
He walked around and stood six feet in front of the van, then stripped his jeans to his ankles. His massive cock jutted out in front of his hips like a club. He ordered Debby to her knees in the biting gravel, then crammed his long prick into her mouth. They stood in the brilliance of the headlights, but the position of the van blocked them from the view of the cars approaching from the rear.
"Suck on it!" he ordered. "Ram your face back and forth on my cock!"
Debby did as she was told. No one could see them until the cars began to pass the stopped van, then suddenly the whole scene opened up at the side. A young naked girl on her knees, bathed by the headlights, eating the cock of a man standing in front of her.
Brake lights would flare, then release, as she watched out of the corners of her eyes, never missing a mouth-stroke as she slurped on his hard, throbbing cock. Some cars would almost lose control in the night, and most of them drifted into other lanes. Debby knew the drivers' eyes were glued to the rearview mirrors trying to catch one last glimpse of the naked girl eating dick on the side of the road. Finally one of the cars slowed and began pulling off on the shoulder, and Edward cuffed his cock-sucking daughter hard on the left cheek.
"Get in the van-hurry!" he ordered her, then pulled up his pants.
By the time the backup lights flared on the car in front, Debby and her father were back in the van with Edward putting it in gear. He pulled the van back out onto the freeway, cutting left into the far lane. He waved at the other man in the car as they drove by, and Debby flashed him a view of her tits. Her father hadn't ordered her to do it, but she knew he would want it since it fitted in with what he had been forcing her to do.
"Can we go home now?" she whined, not really wanting to return to the place of her torture, but frightened by the risk of his new sexual game.
"We're just getting started," he hissed at her, never taking his eyes from the road. "You've started flashing your ass around your little boys; I'm giving you a chance to do it for real. As long as you're growing up into a bitchy little slut, you might as well go all the way."
Debby was mortified. She couldn't even stop what was happening. When they had left the house, he had thrown the riding crop into the back of the van, and she had no doubt that he would beat her half to death if she tried to resist. And next time the gun might really be loaded. He allowed her to cover the front of her body, but not to actually put on the robe as he dropped from the freeway onto the streets of the small city.
Everything was quickly turned around, and Debby didn't know where she was as streetlights and lighted storefronts paraded steadily by. Then the area turned seedy, and the stores were all closed with bars and grates across their fronts to discourage the denizens of the night. Neon signs for bars and adult bookstores replaced the lighted store signs, and one theater marquee promised the hottest pornographic movies in town.
Edward pulled to the curb in a no-parking zone, then reached across and knotted his fingers into the material of Debby's loose robe. His other hand groped for the door handle and jerked it up, releasing the catch.
"Out!" he snapped at Debby, motioning with his head. "I'll drive down and pick you up at the next street."
Debby glanced frantically through the windshield. Two bars, a theater and a bookstore were all open and lighted before the next cross-street intersected the boulevard. She tugged at the robe held across the front of her body, but her father ripped it away. She sat naked in the bucket seat, trembling with fear.
"We can sit right here with your bare tits showing and let all of the men walking by get a good look. I won't move this van until you're out there on the sidewalk, and I don't do a goddamn thing to stop whoever tries to get in. I expect you'll draw a crowd real quickly, and all I'm going to do is take the keys and leave you with them."
"But I'm naked, Daddy!" she cried. "I can't just walk down the street!"
"I'd run if I was you," he sneered, enjoying the frightened look on his daughter's face. "There's going to be men trying to stop you, and if they catch you, I won't interfere. All I'm going to do is wait down there at the next street whether it takes you thirty seconds or all night to show up."
A man stopped ten feet from the side of the van, peering hazily through a drunken stupor at the teenaged tits he thought he saw through the window of the van.
Debby's father released his hold on the passenger door and it fell open, exposing Debby's whole naked body to the drunken man.
She knew he would come. It was either wait there in the bucket seat for the bum and whoever else came by, or try to get away. Her only escape was out onto the sidewalk and down to the cross-street where her father would wait with the van.
Panic ripped through her as she imagined the drunk pawing her and envisioned the filthy cock that must be waiting inside his dirty trousers.
Without thinking any further, Debby hurled her naked body from the van, stumbling on bare feet as she turned toward the distant street. Behind her, the door of the van slammed shut and the engine roared, and she whipped around to see her father driving away.
She was naked there on the sidewalk, her bare tits bouncing from her jerky movements, and her shaved pussy and uncovered ass there for anyone to see. The drunken tramp weaved toward her, holding his hands out in front of himself, cupped as if he planned to grab hold of her tits.
Debby ran. Her feet flew, not even pausing as she dashed through the first pool of light below the flashing neon advertising a bar. There was no one in its entrance, but she barely noticed as she dashed toward the glare of the bookstore. Everyone inside turned as she ran by, seeing her naked tits and ass. But before they could stumble to the door and get out, Debby was on down the street.
Another bar, another pool of light, and another drunken man was pulling open the door. Harsh tinny music spilled out over Debby like a rush of bad air.
"Holy shit!" the drunk coughed as the naked girl ran by, and now only the spreading marquee of the theater stood between her and the road.
Her father had already pulled the van up to the curb and the passenger door banged open and beckoned the frightened young girl.
But she should have been more worried about what lay between, rather than looking at the door of the van. Two men about to enter the X-rated theater had heard the commotion coming at them from up the street. They stepped out onto the sidewalk in time to see Debby rushing at them on a collision course.
"It's a fucking, naked bitch!" one of them exclaimed as he saw Debby.
"And she ain't got no cunt hair!" the other one echoed as he watched the naked girl rapidly approach.
"Get her!" the first one shouted, and both men stepped out to meet her rushing, naked body with their hands reaching for her flesh.
Debby shrieked in panic as she collided with them, whirling around as she felt hands all over her tits and ass. One man groped at her shaved pussy, a rough finger accidentally running the length of her little cunt-slit.
But the men were too concerned about getting their hands on her naked flesh to really have a chance to stop her. As they grabbed at her pussy, tits and ass, Debby whirled away from them to turn and run the rest of the way to the cross-street. The men glanced around, confused, then ran after her, but she had already reached the van. The door slammed and the vehicle roared away from them, running a red light in the process.
Debby panted, out of breath from her mad, naked dash. She put her head down onto her bare thighs as she breathed heavily, and her father threw the robe over her shoulders. Debby straightened, wrapping the material about her so on one outside could see her tits. Tears leaked onto her cheeks as she kept her eyes away from Edward, not wanting to see his amused stare.
He drove out on a winding road on the other side of town. A large, drive-in theater sign ap- peared on the right. Edward steered the van into the entrance of the theater and paid for two admissions. Debby kept silent, not understanding what was in store, but knowing enough not to ask.
"Give me that fucking robe and get into the back of the van," he told her coldly.
When she did, he opened the door on the driver's side and stepped out. He disappeared, leaving Debby alone and naked, sprawled on her back on the floor.
All the seats had been permanently removed from the back of the van, and the floor had been thickly carpeted in fluffy blue. A couple of small footstools were all of the furniture, but large, soft pillows were scattered about. Debby had slept in the van several times, and it was as comfortable as it could be. A curtain covered the back windows, and another one could be drawn across to block out the driver's compartment.
When her father opened the back doors of the van, there were several dark figures crowded around him in the night. One of them leaned forward, and a young man's face grew out of the dimness.
"Jesus Christ!" the youth said excitedly. "There really is a chick! It's just like he told us!"
Three of them crawled into the van with the naked Debby before her father stepped in and closed the door. Edward pushed Debby to the side with his leg. He reached out and slid the curtain into place, closing off the driving compartment from the rest of the van. It was like four walls tightened in around her, as her father dragged one of the footstools in the corner and sat down. He reached up and flicked on the inside lights.
They were actually three older boys, Debby could see now. Perhaps they were out of high school, perhaps not. All three of them leered down at her from where they crouched on their knees near the back doors of the van.
"For God's sake!" one of them hissed, talking to Debby's father. "You mean we can actually have her any way we want?"
"If I've got to teach you what to do with a naked young girl, you're too goddamn stupid for what I want you to do!" Debby's father sneered back.
"No way, man!" one of the other youths exclaimed. "I'll show you how I can fuck your little bitch."
All three of them came for Debby as she shrank up next to one of the side walls. Six hands pawed down onto her naked skin, rubbing across her tits and ass. Two of them grabbed her by the ankles and twisted her into the center of the floor of the van. She was on her back with her legs spread open, and all three of the youths stared down at her cunt.
"Her fucking pussy has been shaved!" a blonde-haired youth laughed as he shucked out of his clothes. "I ain't had any bare pussy since I was a little boy and screwed my sister!"
Jeans and shirts flew about the interior of the van as the three boys stripped out of their garments. Lusty cocks jutted out as rigid as steel poles above each of their hanging ball sacs. The blonde-haired boy fell between Debby's legs, aiming his cockhead for her cunt. Debby grimaced then whined as his thick prick was shoved into her lightly lubricated pussy. There was nothing gentle about him in the excitement of his youth. He impaled her with his strong cock and began to fuck in and out. "I want her mouth!"
Another of the boys whistled and scrambled around to kneel by Debby's head. He arched over her, guiding his prick with one hand as he shoved his cockhead into her mouth. His prick shaft glided in along her tongue, greased by her spit clear to the back of her throat.
"A hand-job," the third boy panted as he dropped to his knees by her side. "Give me a goddamn hand-job, bitch! I want to feel your fingers around my prick!"
Debby took his throbbing prick into the palm of her hand and wrapped her fingers around his fat cockshaft. Slowly she stroked it back and forth, jerking off the third boy as the other two fucked her pussy and mouth.
It went on for hours. All three of the boys were hornier than hell, and had the immediate recovery of stallions. No sooner had they shot cum into or onto her body, than they were ready for more. Her mouth filled with the thick, sticky jism of the first face-fucker, only to have another cock rammed between her lips. Her pussy still leaked spunk from one when another shoved his prick in.
Sometime during the evening, they found that all three of them could fuck her if one of them laid on his back. A hard cock was jammed up her pussy as she was forced down, then another body kneeled behind her and fucked his prick into her ass. The third one fucked her face, screwing frantically into her mouth. Debby felt as if her body was nothing but holes for more cocks.
And all the time, her father watched, never saying a word and never taking his eyes from his daughter's well-fucked body.
CHAPTER TEN
Debby was again strapped to the low table, this time with her father fucking her cunt. It had only taken him minutes after they returned from the city to hustle his daughter into the den and tie her back into place. - When he stripped off his jeans, his cock was raging hard and leaping about in anticipation. Watching the three youths at the drive-in fuck Debby's pussy, asshole and mouth had stirred his own lusts into a torrent. He had driven his prick far into her cunt, seeking needed relief.
"You sucked their goddamned cocks like you really meant it," Edward growled as he pounded his prick into the deep recesses of her pussy-hole. "And when the three of them were fucking you all at the same time, I could tell that you enjoyed it. You're nothing but a cock-hungry slut of a daughter!"
He punished her with his prick. The strokes were long and hard, hammer thrusts at the back of her cunt. His cockhead beat into the tender flesh surrounding the opening to her womb. Each time he slammed into her, his cock seemed to get even longer and thicker. It was now bigger than any of the three boys' and seemed twice as throbbing hard. It was a weapon that he was fucking her with, rather than a prick.
"Tell me how much you like hard cock!" he shouted at her, leaning forward a bit and beating the palm of his right hand down onto one of her tits. ' "I love cock!" Debby wailed, desperate to stop his thrashing hand. "I want to suck hard prick! Jam your fucking cock in my mouth- I'll even suck on your hot balls!"
"More!" he demanded, doubling his hand into a fist before it beat down again on her tits.
"Fuck me!" Debby screamed. "Ream out my pussy with your cock. Shove it into my asshole and ass-fuck me until I shit!"
His fist stopped, leaving her tits bruised from the beating. Still he hammered into her pussy with his brutal cockhead battering her like a club.
"Beat into the back of my cunt-hole with the end of your cock!" Debby continued to scream, unable to stop the lewd talk now that pain and fear had turned it on. "Fuck me! Oh God, yes-fuck me!"
Edward was eager to comply. He rammed his prick into her as hard as he could, holding the top of the stirrups where her feet were clamped as he drove forward violently with his hips. Never had he fucked any bitch so hard, and it was his daughter's pussy swallowing his fuck-rod. That made it even better and more exciting, and he wanted to dig his cockhead right into her guts.
"Oh, yes!" Debby gasped, shocking herself with her words. "Fuck your long cock into my cunt! Tear into my pussy so hard that you make my cunt-hole bleed!"
The lewd demands of his daughter caught Edward in the guts and twisted. His cock felt like it was being stripped of skin by her tight young pussy. The end of his prick was becoming bruised itself from him hammering it so hard.
"Fuck me!" Debby howled. "Make me cum with your goddamn prick!"
Edward's balls leaped up next to his body. Fire burned throughout his cock and balls and ignited the base of his spine. The explosion inside him built slowly until he thought he would scream. Cum boiled up from his balls and ripped along his cock.
"Here it is, bitch!" he growled as the first rocket of jism blasted into his teenaged daughter's cunt. Debby felt it splatter inside her and it fired off her own tidal wave of cum.
"I'm cumming!" she shrieked, thrashing her head from side to side. "My goddamn cunt is exploding from my father's fucking prick!"
They both panted in rhythm with the waves of their cascading cums. Edward's cock flooded her tight pussy channel with spunk, as her cunt fought back with pouring fuck-juices and cum of its own. Every muscle in both of their bodies was tensed, and they both trembled from the heat of their eruptions.
Long minutes of cumming and cursing, followed by the slumping of tired bodies passed before Edward's cock slipped from Debby's cum-slickened cunt.
He stood there looking down at his daughter. She lay, her eyes closed, panting in desperate breaths as their combined fuck-juices leaked from her pussy and dripped to the floor. Sweat drenched her skin, some of it hers and some of it his, and she looked like a well-fucked bitch.
His eyes fell once more to the girl's pussy, a vertical smile gashed through her sweat-glistening skin. The position of her legs and the stretching of her pussy-lips by his rampaging cock left her cunt-hole gaping wide. As he stared into her pussy it, another idea grew in his mind, something that he had only read about and had never had the chance to try. But there was no one to stop him now, even though it would be with the cunt-hole of a young girl.
Edward slipped two fingers into her greasy pussy mouth, amazed at how flexible her young cunt had proved. He added a third finger, grinding it inside with the others, and smiled with the thought of what he would try. If he accomplished it, his daughter's pussy was even more pliable than he had believed.
Debby moaned as his third finger shoved into her cunt. Her pussy was stretched from the brutal fucking it had endured, but his three fingers were enough to squeeze uncomfortably. Cunt-juices and cum flooded down onto Edward's hand, greasing him completely to his wrist. Debby could feel the wetness flowing from her pussy, but she didn't know it was exactly what her father sought.
Edward's little finger wiggled at the side of her cunt mouth, nudging its tip in to join its three companions. His four fingers formed the points of a compass, spreading the opening to the tortured fuck-hole even farther. With the new slack, he crammed in his little finger and all four of them slid into Debby's pussy until they were stopped by the top edge of his hand.
Debby's moans had turned into groans by the time the edge of Edward's palm bumped into her cunt mouth, and it felt like her pussy was being pried out of shape by four little crowbars buried deeply in her pussy-hole. But her whole body was aching from the abuse over the past two days, and the new pain seemed like just one more thing to bear. She didn't put up a protest, merely wiggled against his impaling hand to seek a more tolerable position.
Then something nudged against a fifth point on the opening of her pussy, and suddenly it seemed that the skin would begin to tear. The thumb was tucked down between the other four fingers and slowly wedged its way into her cunt.
"Noooo!" Debby groaned. "It's too big!
Whatever you're doing, it's tearing my pussy to pieces!"
But her father wasn't to be denied. His fingers bent at the top knuckle, slowly tucking themselves down to try to close onto the palm of his hand inside her cunt. The action rammed his top knuckles against one side of her pussy, and slowly the huge bumps started slipping inside.
"Stop it!" Debby shrieked.
Even the bones of her hips seemed to be spreading apart. Her tortured pussy mouth was screaming, threatening to rip.
Still her father tightened his hand, driving his fingers into a curl toward the palm as he pushed straight with his arm with all the strength that he had. His hand folded sideways to follow her circling pussy mouth and all of his knuckles slipped inside. Edward stared down, totally amazed, as he watched the back of his hand slowly slide into his daughter's cunt.
"Aaeeiii!" Debby screamed as the bones around her cunt pit shifted as if she was giving birth.
The lower knuckle of her father's thumb was the last barrier, and her pussy finally relaxed enough to allow it inside. As soon as that final breach was made, the power of her father's arms before-and particularly the evening-had stampeded by so rapidly that she hadn't had time to consider her reactions.
But it was clear now. Ever since her father had pulled the trigger with the muzzle of the gun up her cunt, Debby's pussy, mouth and ass had been crying for more. Even thinking about the gang-fuck at the drive-in was enough to make her cunt-hole flood even in the bright sunlight of morning.
Her right foot was locked in the chain just as it had been the morning before. She lay on her back, totally naked, with a pussy that was still sore from the fist-fucking. Nothing about her situation had changed, and nothing probably would change any time soon. They had planned on being gone two weeks on vacation and it had only been two days. None of her friends would even call, much less come by, for at least another ten days.
But Debby had changed. She lifted her shoulders from the bed, holding her weight on her elbows, and peered down at her insanely naked cunt. Not one single hair speckled the skin, and it looked like the pussy of a pre-adolescent young girl.
But it was no longer inexperienced, she told herself as she collapsed back onto the pillow with a smile. She couldn't even begin to count the number of times cocks and other things had been in her cunt-hole during the past two days. And that still said nothing about her asshole and mouth.
Her lips drew into a circle, mimicking the size of a prick. She burst into giggles when she thought about what she was doing.
Even the lingering pain in her pussy felt delicious. Her hand fell to her cunt-slit and she shoved two fingers, then three, deeply into her cunt-hole. She added a fourth and flinched from the tearing feeling. Her cunt-hole greased with eager anticipation.
"Wow!" she said aloud as she grew more excited. Even the thought of the riding crop seemed to turn her on a little bit more.
She glanced over to the closed door to her room, trying to visualize her father walking in. Perhaps he would be wearing his leather outfit with his heavy cock and balls hanging out. She swallowed as her mouth eagerly salivated.
Patience! she told herself, but she could hardly wait to see what different ideas he would come up with for the new dawning day.
