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 Author: Mike McGifford
Title: Candice Confessions
Summary: Candice relives on of her dad's video moments
Keywords: Mf MF mast bond whip



   I'm Candice and I started having sex at 13 with my dad.  It's not as if
he were a molester or anything.  I had to rape him to make him have sex
with me.  After the first time, he seriously considered sending me to my
aunt, my mom having run away with another woman years ago.  I managed to
talk him out of that idea and into my panties again instead.  It took a
month of fucking him to ease his guilt about sleeping with his daughter,
but by that time I had him well and truly hooked on my variety of fun.

   I guess I'd better tell you why a 13 year old would even want to have
sex with her dad.  I could say that I adore him and love him and when girls
at school began talking about their first time, I got jealous of them.  Ut
simply put, it was just that he's an absolute hottie!  At the time we
started having sex he was 31.  He still works out at the gym 4 times a
week, is 6' 1" and has a toned and tanned body.  He's fairly strict, which
I find seriously sexy and before I ever saw it, I just knew he'd have a
beautiful cock.  I was right.

   Once our altered relationship settled down, he was able to learn to
treat me as his daughter first, his sex slut second.  I still had to get
good grades at school, he still drove me to football games on the weekend,
when I became a cheerleader, but he also let me fuck my way through the
whole squad, all 29 of them, plus two cheerleaders who were bi-curious.  At
home he began treating me like his toy, dressing me in all kinds of kinky
costumes, playing games like pretending he was the principle and spanking
me for being bad, which ultimately led to some very heavy but intensely
satisfying bondage sessions.

   By the time I graduated college, which he paid for by the way, I was a
total sex freak.  I spent as much time as I could at home, what with the
busy school schedule I'd had and all, but I did my best to keep him
satisfied.  As often as possible I'd bring college friends home, both male
and female and introduce them to my `roommate'.  Most of the time, these
visits would end in a three or four way sex session with dad even
participating in a double penetration sometimes.  He loves sticking it into
my ass as much as I like having it there.

   When I turned 21 I announced I wanted to be a porn star.  How many kids
could easily tell their daddy they want to do porn?  But this guy was very
supportive.  He helped me practice and filmed me so we could send samples
to porn producers.  After 6 months of that, I started doing bondage movies
and he even starred in one himself.  No one knew he was my dad and he wore
a mask, but he definitely didn't go lightly on my body.  I still had marks
a week later.

   But that's not what this story is about.  That was just the beginning of
it all.  Sure, he took my virginity in all my holes and made me realize
that sex is just as much fun as I'd imagined, but mostly, he was the reason
I knew for sure that for me, good sex involves some sort of domination.  He
pushed me past my limits each and every time, and I love the way he makes
me marvel at what I can do when I really try.  This story is about me.  I
want to be the best sex slut ever.  I want to be the most docile slave, the
most perverted kitten, the most limber toy ever.  If there were Guinness
records for females and sex, I would challenge them all and I'd want my dad
and his 50 closest friends to help.

   To that end, dad and I have started a video diary of my accomplishments.
Maybe you've seen a few of them online.  My laptop got stolen last year and
there were half a dozen videos on it.  Luckily I have a desktop computer as
well and the full set are saved there.  Dad and I frequently sit down
together and watch them.  He especially likes my anal destruction ones, but
I am partial to the cum scenes.  I sometimes wonder how I'd feel if I was
him and he was me.  I just know I'd be so proud, just like he is.

   On the computer, we have a special directory dedicated to the best of my
sex action.  Last week we added a new one to that directory.  The scene
almost killed me, so it's sure to stay in that special directory for a long
time to come.  I'll see if I can describe it.

   It started pretty vanilla, with me dressed in tight jeans and a hoodie.
My dad was videotaping it and you can see me talking to the camera.  My
home videos are private, so it's easy to see I'm talking to my dad.  It
turns me on for him to call me a slut and a whore and man he was doing
plenty of that!  I remember it got my juices running just to hear him
command me to lose the underwear.  I have big double D natural boobs and he
likes to see them bounce freely under my top, so the video shows me
stripping off for him, then dressing again, but not before he had me force
a whole fucken' orange up my ass.  God, it felt like I was going to shit a
brick with that thing inside me, although his arm is a lot bigger, so I
guess this was nothing compared with that.

   Once I was dressed again, dad had me change out of my flip-flops and
into a pair of 6" heels, which he told me would make me better appreciate
the orange in my ass.  It sure did, I can tell you!  Then dad decided he
needed to make another adjustment to my attire.  He had me bring out the
nipple clamps and put them on.  These suckers hurt.  They're the ones with
the alligator clips on the ends.  They've drawn blood before but now my
nipples are a little tougher.  They have weights attached to the clips to
pull my nipples down and a chain linking the clips together that's just
long enough to go around my neck.  The chain lifts my tits up again, so my
boobs look good under a top and the weights make it appear like I have
humungous nipples.

   We laughed as he made me do jumping jacks to ensure they wouldn't come
off and once he was satisfied that they were good and tight, we left the
house, the camera still rolling.  We drove for a bit before I began to
realize I needed to pee.  It's more difficult than you'd think to discover
such a thing, what with an orange stuck up your butt and constantly feeling
like you need to take a dump.  I asked dad to stop at the next gas station
he saw but he refused, deciding that a slut could pee on the sidewalk.  So
he stopped the car, made me shimmy out of my jeans then get out and squat,
right there with cars going by all over the place.

   I was so humiliated and turned on at the same time I had to resist the
urge to stroke myself.  An old lady walked past me squatting there, a pool
of pee on the sidewalk and she totally ignored me like it happened all the
time.  Dad caught all this on tape, including her reaction, or lack of it.
Dad then made me clean myself up by rubbing my forearm back and forth
through my pussy lips, then licking my arm dry.  Only then did he hand me
my jeans.  When we were moving again, he told me we were headed off to do a
bondage scene in the country, to be directed by some German guy who he said
was famous for his art.  Dad never told me what we were doing before we did
it.  He likes to keep me in suspense.  The drive was uneventful and dad
stopped shooting for most of it.  He started the camera again when we
arrived so he could film me getting out of the car and meeting the director
and other actors in the scene.

   The director was an old guy who looked like he'd have a heart attack at
any moment, but his grip on my hand was firm and when he pushed down on my
shoulders, forcing me to my knees in front of his crotch, I could feel his
strength.  His cock-head was big too, as I found out when he had me pull it
out and kiss it hello.  The fluffer was the first girl I met after him.  It
seems people think that fluffers are like actors, pretty and all that shit.
This one looked like a coke addict in her 40's with most of her teeth
missing.  I found out later that she did the job for $15 an hour and it was
more for her enjoyment than making money.

   After meeting the main man, Mike, I think the fluffer lucked out if all
that mattered to her was sucking a baseball bat-sized schlong.  There was
another girl doing a bit part and she was really pretty and had good legs,
but she was flat-chested.  I don't even remember her name.

   So moving on to the scene itself, me and this other girl were dressed up
as pony girls and we had to pull a cart with Mike on board.  My nipple
clamps were replaced with more pony girl-appropriate ones and the orange
was forced even deeper into my ass by the biggest butt plug tail I'd ever
been given.  The fucking thing took both my dad and the producer to get
into me.  After filming us prancing around for a bit, taking the lash from
Mike's whip on our bare tits and asses, I was supposed to fall down so I
could be properly punished.  I did and I was.  I got taken off the harness,
my tail and the now destroyed orange were ejected and I was tied over a
convenient saw horse so my ass and cunt could be flogged.

   Mike did it with an enthusiasm I'd never felt before.  My ass and
cuntlips began to bleed but he never let up.  I began to scream but still
he didn't stop.  Only when I lost consciousness did he untie me and flip me
over.  When I came to, I was being flogged on my tits.  I actually quite
like this and can orgasm from it without having to touch my pussy.  It
certainly helped me forget the pains in my ass and pussy.  The first climax
was ripped from me and the second caused me to squirt.  I sorta lost track
after that and didn't really find out what happened next until I got to see
dad's version of the video.  I got my cunt and ass fisted, although not at
the same time.  I'm still working on that.

   But afterwards, I got fucked so hard, his cock alternating between my
ass and pussy that my pony girl nipple clamps caught on the saw horse and
ripped free, actually tearing both nipples half off my boobs.  Can you
believe the director pulled out a kit and actually stitched them back on
for me right on camera?  He must have been used to his cast getting pretty
tore up.  But he put five stitches in each.  FIVE stitches to hold a teeny
tiny nipple in place.  I was only semi-conscious by then and don't even
remember the pain of the needle, but I do remember cumming again.

   The thing that almost killed me was when Mike stuck his cock in my mouth
and face fucked me for his big climax.  I gagged and puked as he opened my
throat for me but he didn't stop until he came.  It was then he realized
I'd passed out again and wasn't breathing.  Of course I'm writing this, so
it all worked out for the best.  Dad is being careful with my tits right
now while they heal, but I can take his cock balls-deep without a hint of
gagging after learning to accept an 11-incher.  Actually, writing this has
got me all worked up again so I need to go fuck dad.  I really enjoyed
writing this, so I guess I'll just have to write about each of the other
videos in my `special' collection.  It'll give me a chance to relive every
moment in a different way than just watching the movies with dad.
   So to be continued I guess!