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 Mg, dad/dau, inc, mc, nc, ped, nosex, spanking

   Daddy's Game - 02

   Daddy smiled again and Sally was happy because she thought she had
played the game and it was over now.  Little did she know this was only the
beginning.

   With a slightly angry tone in his voice, Daddy replied, "I really should
not let you, I should spank you for asking me such I knotty thing.  Only
little WHORES want to take off their Daddy's pants.  Are you a little
WHORE, Sally?"

   Sally was so confused, her head was spinning.  Why did B tell her to
said what she said if it was going to get her in trouble.  She wanted to be
a good little girl.  She did not know what a whore was but the way Daddy
said it, it did not sound like it was something she wanted to be.  Before
she could answer, Sally heard B whisper in her ear again.

   "Yes, Daddy I am Daddy's whore'; repeat it now before you get spanked."
B whispered.

   "No way", Sally thought I am not going to listen to her, she is playing
the game wrong.

   Sally said to Daddy, "I am not a whore, Daddy."

   Before she could finish the words she felt a sharp pain on her bare
little ass and heard a loud "SMACK".  If took her brain a few seconds to
understand what had happened, and then she began to cry from the pain.

   Daddy knelt down next to her and B, looking at B he asked, "Is that what
you told her to say, Bitch?"

   B replied, "No, Sir, I promise it was not what I told her to say, Sir."

   Through the tears Sally looked at her father, the man that had taken
care of her all her life and she did not recognize him.  He was so angry.
He had spanked her before but not like that.  Her ass was on fire.

   He looked her in the eyes and said, "We are going to do this all night
until you get it right!  Now B is here to help you, she is a pro at this
game.  I taught her so that she could teach you.  You have to learn to be
good at the game because she is not always going to be here to help you."

   A slight smile came over his face and he said to both of them, "Let's
try it again."

   As he jumped to his feet and stood in front of his naked 10-year old
play thing, he said, "Are you a little WHORE, Sally?"

   B whispered into Sally's ear, "I know that spanking hurt but you have to
listen to me, baby, I am trying to help you.  Tell Daddy..."

   As she heard the words in her ear they flowed out of Sally's mouth,
`Yes, Daddy I am Daddy's whore."

   Looking up at her Daddy, Sally could see a big smile but was confused
because what he said did not really sound like he was happy.

   Daddy replied, "Wow, I am so disappointed that my sweet little daughter
is a cock whore.  Oh well, if you really want me to be naked, I guess you
can take my pants off."

   Sally had forgotten all about that; she had forgot that Daddy was going
to be naked for the game.  Sally wondered how much more of the game there
was left and more important how would she know who won the game.  Of
course, she would soon learn that Daddy would always win the game.

   B moved in close to Sally.  With encouragement in her eyes, B took
Sally's hands and helped her unbuckle her Daddy's belt and unzip the
zipper. His pants dropped to the floor.  To Sally's surprise Daddy was not
wearing underwear.  His rock hard cock leaped out, and smacked her across
the face.

   Daddy was smiling.  He was so excited to finally be playing the game, he
had perfected with Sally's mother, so long ago.  He had been hard for, at
least, an hour.  His cock was ready to cum but he had to find the strength
to hold on a little longer.  He wanted to cherish the moment; this moment,
he had waited so long for.

   "Go ahead, cock whore, tell Daddy what you want to do now; that you got
your Daddy's pants off.  This is what you wanted, right whore; you wanted
your Daddy's cock in your face."

   Sally's head was spinning; she thought she was going to faint.  She did
not understand the way her Daddy was talking to her.  He sounded like a
different person.  She looked over to her mom, pleading with her eyes for
help.  She wanted her to stop it!  Why wasn't she stopping it?  Afraid to
find out what was she supposed to say now.  Sally's darkest fear did not
come close to what her mother whispered in her ear.

   B whispered into the young girl's ear, "Now listen this is very
important, the game is almost done for today, but you have to do this part
really well.  Look up at Daddy and ask him if you can hold his cock in your
hands.  You have to plead with him; tell him you are a cock whore.  Say
this..."

   Did Sally hear her correctly, almost done?  Eager to end the game she
went on autopilot, and Sally repeated her mother's words without even
thinking about what she was saying.

   "Daddy, can I please, ppppretty please, hold Daddy's cock in my hands. I
want to feel it, hold it.  Please let your cock whore hold Daddy's cock,
please."

   Once the words where done coming out, Sally realized what she had said
and wanted to take them back.  She did not want to touch her Daddy's cock;
much less hold it.  She thought, what was happening?

   Daddy looked down at his daughter; he saw his rock hard cock gently
laying on her cheek and it almost made him cum.  "Hold on a little longer,"
he thought.  He moved slightly so he could feel his daughter's smooth soft
skin on his cock.

   The slight angry voice was back as he said, "You are a cock whore,
aren't you?  Just want every Daddy wants, a cock whore daughter."

   He paused for a minute and said gently, "I guess I really don't have a
choice, you asked me so nicely." He placed his hand on her head and gently
rubbed her long blond hair.  "Yes, little cock whore, you can hold Daddy's
cock, if that is really want you want."

   Sally did not want to hold her Daddy's cock but B said the game was
almost over.  Before she could think about it, B was helping her grip her
Daddy's cock by placing Sally's hands around the shaft.  B was moving
Sally's hands up and down.  Sally could feel water on her cheek, was she
crying?

   Daddy was moaning and started to breathy heavy.  "Yes, cock whore,
that's is right; rub Daddy's cock; hold on tight, up and down.  Yes like
that."

   He knew he would not be able to hold on much longer.

   "Yes, that is Daddy's good little girl."

   He wanted to see the come shoot out and land on her pretty little face,
so he took a step back.  Sally could see now that Daddy's cock was what was
crying; but it was like milk not water.

   Daddy moaned and screamed, "Here you go, cock whore, this is what you
wanted." Daddy's cum shoot out of his cock and covered his play things
face, neck, and chest.  The relieve was fantastic.  As he fell back onto
the couch, he thought, "It was worth the wait."

   He made eye contact with Sally and said, "Well, cock whore, aren't you
going to thank your Daddy for cuming all over you."

   Sally was in shock; she was covered with that stinky smelly stuff from
Daddy's cock and he wanted her to thank him.

   She heard B's soft voice in her ear again, "The game is over for today
Sally.  All you need to do is thank your Daddy."

   Now use to repeating what she heard said, "Daddy, thank you sooo much
for coming all over your cock whore.  I am sorry I am a cock whore daughter
but you are the best Daddy ever.  I love you sooo much.  Thank you, Daddy."

   Sally's thought, "Did mommy say the game was over for TODAY?  Did that
mean we would have to play again?"

   ...that is up to the reader's Sally!!!  Should Daddy play some more with
his new toy?  ;oP

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