Author: Sadistic Daddy
Title: It Started With Daddy
Part: Chapter 2
Summary: Mommy is lonely and blames her little girl for her loneliness. She finds someone on the computer that teaches her how to make the little bitch pay!
Keywords: Fdom, Fg, bd, sm, humil

        It Started With Daddy

 


          Chapter 2, Mommy's Whore

 

After I'd overheard mommy telling someone on the phone about me being
the reason daddy left I went to my room and cried. I didn't make daddy
do the things mommy caught him doing. They'd been happening for so long.
It was like daddy said, mommy would be mad at me if she found out.

 

I needed mommy to love me, but I didn't know what to do. I'd do
anything, though. Anything.

 

The next night mommy made dinner. It happened so rarely since she
started drinking again that I remember it. She made sure I was offered
seconds and we even had ice cream for desert. Chocolate chip cookie
dough ice cream. I was even given two servings of this.

 

I went to my room to do my homework. I'd seen the pictures mommy had
taken of me on her computer that afternoon. I knew about photo CDs from
the ads on TV. I looked at some of the pictures. I barely recognized
myself in them because of the way mommy took the pictures. I looked
different. Like a woman in a perfume ad, except with clothes on. Like I
wanted someone to touch me, grab me. Do more. I just hoped none of the
kids from school would see them.

 

Mommy called me out to the living room later. She had been drinking and
there was a funny look in her eyes. She told me to go and put on the
skirt and blouse she'd bought me. The one I had posed in.

 

I went back to my room and put them on. I still wished I had a bra. My
nipples were pretty visible through the thin blouse.

 

When I came back mommy had a hairbrush and hair bands at her computer
desk. She brushed my hair to the sides and put me in to two pony tails.
Then she had me pose for more pictures.

 

She then typed to someone on the computer. She read what they said but I
couldn't see it.

 

She turned to me, her words came out kind of slurred, kind of deep for
her. “I used to be your Daddy's whore. Then he stopped wanting me. I
guess that's when he started using you as his whore. Is that about it?”

 

I knew daddy had called me that. I�d learned what it meant after he'd
left, at school, from some older girls. I didn't say anything, I just
looked at the floor, feeling my ears and cheeks burning.

 

�So, you were daddy's little whore. Sucking and fucking him. Getting
what I had a right to. Taking it from me. Is that right, little slut?�
Mommy's voice was more angry now. It was a cold kind of angry though.
Not screaming. Like she was saving up the angry.

 

“You'd come home to him and take his cock and not say anything to me
about it. Like I wouldn't know that I wasn't getting any. And then I was
stupid enough to throw him out instead of you!”

 

Mommy grabbed one of the pony tails. She yanked, hard, making me go
down. She kept pulling. I fell down on my knees.

 

“My own daughter. My only child. Stealing the man I loved. Stealing the
cock I should have had. You are nothing but a little whore. A fucking
slut. It's time that you paid for what you did to me!”

 

Mommy slapped me. Hard. She hadn't slapped me like that before. Ever. It
was anger, all of it.

 

I was holding my face, feeling the sting burn there. I started to cry.

 

“Go on and cry little slut, it won't do you any good! You'll get what's
coming to you, and I'll finally get what is mine!”

 

Mommy tapped out some things to the person she was chatting with. She
waited and I guess read what they said back.

 

“Lick my feet, you stupid little whore!”

 

I did it. I didn't want to, but I did. I felt bad about having made
daddy leave. I didn't want her mad at me. I wanted her to be nice to me
again.

 

She pushed her toes into my mouth and I licked and sucked at them. They
smelled kind of sweaty. Mommy showers every morning before work, but
she'd worked all day wearing pantyhose and shoes. I licked and sucked
and was crying the whole time.

 

“You pathetic little cunt, you are so lame at this. What good are you?
Just another fucking cum-bucket for every man with a cock!”

 

She pulled the toes from my mouth and I just knelt there, head down,
listening to her type.

 

She was breathing harder as she talked to me. She turned more in her
chair, spreading her legs. Mommy's skirt slid up her thighs. I could see
the hair around her cunt was thicker than mine. I guess I'd known that
from having seen her naked a few times growing up, but I'd not seen it
so close ever.

 

“Let's see if you can be trained to be worth something to me, little
fucktoy. Lick my thighs, and do a better job than you did on my feet, or
I'll slap the shit out of you!”

 

I started licking mommy's thighs. I wasn't sure what she wanted. I guess
I wasn't doing very well. She grabbed a pony tail and pulled my face
back, slapping me across the face again.

 

“You are so fucking worthless I should just sell you to a crack house!
Lick me, slut, like you want to be licked. That sick prick that I
married said he'd done that to you. Now get that tongue busy!”

 

She wanted me to do what Daddy had done. I wished I had paid more
attention. I pushed my face between her legs, crying, putting my tongue
out. I licked from bottom to top, the way I remembered daddy doing it,
sort of.

 

Mommy moaned. I guessed I was doing something right. Her legs spread
wider and I pushed my tongue in deeper. I could taste the wetness in her.

 

“½Lick me good, you little fucking whore! Get that tongue in there deep!
Yesss.” Mommy grabbed the pony tails on my head and pulled my face
tighter in between her legs. My nose was rubbing against her button
which was a little bigger than mine it seemed. I pushed my tongue in
deep and felt even more wetness spilling down onto my tongue.

 

“Just...like...he...said...so...fucking...GOOD!: I didn't know who 'he' was. I
didn't have a lot of time to think about it. I had to do what mommy
wanted and I was wiggling my tongue in and out of her. Pushing in till I
couldn't push anymore. I was having problems getting air but pulling
back hurt because of mommy's hands in my hair.

 

“Gonna...cum...on...whore's...little...face...YESYESYES!!!: Mommy was
screaming. The words didn't match with the volume or sound of her voice.
It was like she was in pain but it was pain she wanted by the words. She
pulled hard on my hair, forcing my mouth up to her button.

 

“Now...suck...my...clit...suck...bitch...whore...cunt...OH FUCKING GOD!!!!!!!!!” I
sucked her button, her clit. She was pushing it hard into my mouth,
bucking herself into my face. I felt wetness dripping down my cheeks,
down my chin, down my throat and sliding down my chest.

 

Mommy pushed me away finally. I gasped for the cool air that I hadn't
had for what seemed like so long. I heard the click and sort of saw the
flash through mostly closed eyes. Mommy had shot another picture of me
with her wetness all over my face.

 

She then typed something to whoever it was on the computer. I wasn't
sure what she wanted me to do so I stayed on my knees. I wiped at some
of the wetness on my chin and cheeks.

 

She turned and looked at me. She smiled but her eyes were bright with
something other than good thoughts.

 

“Tell me what he did with you. All of it.”

 

“You mean...daddy?”

 

“Yes, stupid cunt, 'daddy'.”

 

“You, won't get ..mad?”

 

“Listen, little cunt, if I tell you to do something, do it. No backtalk.
No lying. Don't even think of refusing to do what I tell you to do. Now,
tell me!”

 

I told her. I told her how daddy had started with me. About having to
lick his cock. About his slapping my face with it. About him tying me up
and pinching my nipples. About choking me with his cock and licking my cunt.

 

She typed things into the computer and occasionally asked a question.
She asked most of them about how I felt when things happened.

 

I answered all her questions, even though parts of it made me cry. It
took a long time and I was getting very tired. My knees hurt from being
down on them. I was afraid to sit or stand, though.

 

“So he never got his cock into your slutty little cunt?”

 

“No, mommy.”

 

She typed into the computer and smiled at the response. It wasn't a nice
smile.

 

“Unbutton your top.”

 

I did this, exposing my little breasts to my mommy.

 

“Pinch your nipples.”

 

I pinched. Just to where it hurt.

 

“Harder, cunt. Like he did to you!”

 

I started sobbing as I pinched harder making as much pain in my body as
daddy did when he pinched them.

 

“Go on and cry, little cunt. I'm enjoying seeing you suffer, like I've
suffered! You let him make you into a whore and took away what was mine!
Now you need to suffer as much as I did!”

 

I didn't want the pain but I felt so bad about making mommy suffer. I
don't know why she would suffer, but if she said she did then it was
because of me.

 

“Is it making your slutty little whore cunt get all wet like it did for
him?”

 

I had to nod. I couldn't speak from the crying. My cunt was wet. Just
more proof that I was bad.

 

Mommy shot another picture of me pinching my nipples hard, crying.

 

“Keep one hand pinching, rub that nasty little slit through your
panties, whore!”

 

I let go of my right nipple, raising the very short skirt up, exposing
the wet crotch of my panties. Mommy shot another picture of this.

 

I began rubbing my cunt through my panties. I'd not touched it since
daddy left except to wipe after I peed or wash it. The touching helped
turn the pain in my nipples even more into pleasure.

 

Mommy kept shooting pictures of me as I rubbed my cunt through the
panties. She shot pictures until she ran out of film.

 

“Now, take those filthy whore panties off, cunt.”

 

I pulled them off. The panties were sopping wet at the crotch. Mommy
reloaded the camera while I did this.

 

She took more pictures of my naked cunt. My hair had started coming in
down there. She typed something into the computer.

 

“He wants you to shave that hair off tomorrow.”

 

She read a little more of what was on the screen. Then she logged off. I
hoped that this was over.

 

It wasn't over. The phone rang and mommy grabbed it even before the
first ring finished.

 

“Yes, she's still right here, wet cunt glistening with slut juice.”

 

“Go back to pinching and rubbing, cunt!” This part was to me, I guessed
at what someone had said to her on the phone.

 

I pinched my right nipple with my left hand now, crying out as the
soreness made it hurt even more than before. My other hand was between
my legs rubbing my cunt.

 

“He likes to hear you cry, little bitch. So do I.”

 

“Yes, I'll send you the film in the morning. Be sure to send me copies...
Yes, digital is fine.”

 

“They are laying on the floor, soaking wet. You want me to send those,
too?... Oh, that's a good idea!”

 

Mommy picked up my discarded panties, turning them inside out.

 

“Open your mouth, whorechild!”

 

I opened my mouth and mommy stuffed the wet crotch into my mouth. If I
wasn't already flushed from the crying I'm sure my embarrassment would
have made me turn red.

 

“Oh, that's much better. The sound of a whore sucking her own slutty
wetness.” Mommy laughed in a mean way. “Mmmm, yes sir!”

 

Mommy spread her legs, her hips facing toward me, her free hand went
between her legs and she pushed two fingers inside her cunt.

 

“Feels sooo wet after the little whore licked me. Oh, god, I'm sooo hot.
... Watching her. Seeing her...hurt...her little fingers...covered in wetness.”

 

“Put a finger into that little cunt!”

 

I put a finger inside. It felt so big in there. I moved it in and out
like she was doing. I didn't know how she got two fingers inside hers.

 

“She's riding her finger...yes...hump it slut! Oh god...getting so
hot...again...pinch...twist..your nipple slut!”

 

I twisted my nipple, making myself squeal as the pain surged hotter
still in my little breast. I was rocking my hips against the finger
feeling my little button rub my hand. I was crying and moaning at the
same time. I felt an explosion nearing.

 

“Fucking whore daughter...cunt...hurt...her...so bad...like she hurt me.”

 

“Yes. She'll be hurt more. Yes!”

 

“Oh GOD I'm gonna cum again...twist harder cunt. NOW!”

 

I pinched and twisted harder, howling into the panties in my mouth. I
could barely see for the tears but mommy was pumping the fingers in and
out of her cunt faster and faster. I did too, finger moving in and out
faster, bumping my clit faster.

 

I exploded. Felt my cunt clamping down on my finger, my hips thrusting
against my hand, grinding my clit button against it. I screamed as I
exploded. I exploded so hard I fell over, sobbing, crying.

 

“Mmmm, yes. She did cum. Came like a freight train. Little slut got
off on it. All of it.



Mommy laughed at something said on the phone. She put out a foot and
kicked my butt.

 

“Get that slutty little ass to bed, whore. Crawl out of here. Go!”

 

I could barely move, but I still got on my hands and knees. I crawled
out of the living room and down the hall to my room. I crawled to my
bed, the panties still hanging from my mouth. I lay face down on the
bed, crying.

 

I fell asleep still crying. Still wearing the clothes mommy had me wear.
Still with the panties in my mouth.