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 Previously on Daddy's Poker Night

   Doug's twelve year old daughter Callie, had all but seduced the men at
her father's poker game and they fucked her thoroughly till the wee hours
of the morning.  Callie's dad had drunk himself into oblivion before the
sexual activity had commenced and had passed out on the couch.

   Dirk, a so called friend of Doug's, capitalized on Callie's desire to
have sex and she has agreed to become his whore.  Dirk had Callie engage in
sexual acts with her comatose father and me (Uncle Bill) in order to be
able to take pictures and blackmail the two of us into keeping the incident
quite.

   Before the men left they placed Callie's sperm coated body in a sixty
nine position on top of me and tied me in such a way that the little girls
cum flooded cunt and asshole would drain into my open mouth.  He did this
to ensure that Callie's father would find us in that compromising pose when
he woke from his drunken stupor.

   We pick up the story as the men are about to depart Doug's home after
fucking his little girl for the past six hours.

   Dirk sneered at me and warned me to keep my mouth shut about what
happened here tonight.  Then he laughed at what was my current predicament
of not being able to "keep my mouth shut" and all that sperm draining into
it.

   Then they all got dressed.  Dirk left one of the photo's of Doug and
Callie on the table and prepared to leave when Fred asked Dirk "You just
going to leave them like that?"

   "Yea, I will let her father nurse and care for my whore until I am ready
to use her again.  I'm just sorry I won't be here when her father sobers up
and asks Bill what the fuck he is doing with his daughter's pussy in his
face.

   Daddy's Poker Night 2 by shefux

   Something was hitting me in the forehead.  It wasn't hard; in fact it
was very soft and furry.  Then I realized what it was.  It was Barkley's
balls.  The stupid dog was fucking Callie right over my face.  I tried to
move my face to the side but the tape kept me locked in position.  I tried
to close my mouth but the tape Dirk had put on my chin held fast.

   The big mutt was now trying to pound his knot into her pussy and the
little girl grunted with each stroke.  Then with one big push it slipped
past her cunt lips and they were locked together.  The dog stopped moving
and his nuts were hanging in my mouth.  I never thought I would be "tea
bag" anyone much less a dog.  I could feel the dog's balls pumping their
sperm into the little girl taped to my belly.

   Then I heard some say, "what the fuck!"

   "Jeasus Fucking Christ, I get drunk one time and my daughter is fucking
her dog in my own home.  Doug grabbed Barkley's collar and tried to haul
him off of his baby girl.  All he succeeded in doing is pulling the dog the
other direction and now they were butt to butt.  At least I didn't still
have dog balls in my mouth.

   Doug tugged again and Callie screamed.

   I tried to tell Doug, "No, Don't move the dog." But all that came out
was, "O ont oov e ogg."

   I think Doug realized the problem, released the dog's collar and began
nervously wandering around us cursing and whining and generally building up
to a nervous breakdown.  Then I guess he saw my hands were taped around his
daughter's back and he began fumbling with the tape.

   At that moment Barkley's cock popped free and my mouth filled with the
mongrel's puppy batter.  I swallowed or died.  I had already drunk a pint
of nut juice a little more wasn't going to hurt.

   The dog went to the corner and preformed his brand of personal hygiene
while Doug finally freed my hands.  Together we attacked the tape over
Callie's butt.  Once she was free Doug tried to lift Callie off of me but
she slipped from his grasp, slid off of my belly and onto the carpet like a
dead fish on a tuna boat.

   I pried the tape over my chin off until I had a silver duct tape
necklace.

   You better have some dam good answers to my questions Bill Krantz. 
What's my daughters naked body doing tied to your fat ass.  Fuck Bill, I
thought you were my friend.

   "I am Doug, probably the only friend you have." I said and accidently
blew a sperm bubble.

   "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

   I looked at my frantic naked friend and sympathized with his emotional
state but we needed to decide what we were going to do about his daughter.
That meant clear heads needed to prevail and mine seemed the only one
around.

   I sat up and began ripping the tape from around my neck.

   "Doug, let's get me and Callie cleaned up and I will tell you everything
that you want to know.  I will tell you the whole story, but first Callie
and I need to shower and we need to put her to bed so we can talk.  Ok?"

   "God Bill, Why won't she wake up?  Is she Ok?  Fuck, fuck, fuck."

   "She is fine Doug she is just tired and drunk.  She had a hard night
that's all."

   "THAT'S ALL!!  God dammit Bill, she's been raped and fucked by a dog! 
Jesus, Fucking Jesus, what the fuck am I going to tell Martha.  I got to
call the cops.  Yeah, that's what I should do, call the cops.

   Doug had worked himself into a frenzy and was moving in circles.  I
grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him.

   "For Christ sake Doug.  Pull it together.  Help me with Callie and we
can figure out what to do."

   "No," he said.  "We would be destroying evidence.  We need to call the
cops and wait for them to come."

   I grabbed him by his harry arm and steered him over to the table and
pointed to the photo of Callie sucking his dick.

   "Oh my God.  What the fuck is this?  I didn't do this.  This is some
kind of mistake.  Shit, fuck, fire, hell."

   Dirk set this picture up so that it would look like you are molesting
Callie and if you ask me it looks pretty convincing from that photo.  So
you still want to call the police?  Because if you do you are the one going
to jail and so will I because Dirk has a similar photo of me and your
daughter.

   "You fucked my daughter!  I'll kill you, you mother fucker."

   "NO!" I yelled back at him.  "They set me up just like they did you. 
Besides there is something else you should know.  She planed this.  She got
herself gang banged by Dirk and the others ON PERPOSE Doug."

   He swung, hitting at me like a girl fights.

   "You take that back, you son of a bitch.  My little girl would NEVER let
someone use her like that.  You take it back."

   I grabbed his wrists and the fight left him.

   I looked deep into his eyes and quietly told him.  "She wanted it Doug.
As God is my witness, she wanted it."

   I could tell as he looked away, that even though he didn't want to, he
believed me.

   "Oh, shit, fuck.  Martha is going to kill me." Doug exclaimed and
started his circle the wagons routine again.

   Doug was useless to me.  I snatched the blanket off of the table and
wrapped Callie in it, hoisted her up and carried her to the shower in the
master bathroom.  Doug was still mumbling to himself but for lack of
anything else to do he followed me like a lost puppy.  Barkley trotted
along behind Doug and I to see what we were doing with his bitch.

   I laid Callie in the bottom of the shower and propped her up against the
back wall.  Then I removed the blanket from her body.  The Shower had one
of those massage heads on a long hose.  So I unhooked it from its perch and
adjusted the water to a comfortable temperature.  Then I climbed into the
shower with her, then slid her forward and slipped in behind her.

   Doug screamed.  "What the fuck are you doing?"

   The dog barked as if to confirm the father's question.

   I looked up at him dumbstruck.  "I am cleaning her up.  What the fuck do
you think I'm doing?  She drank awful lot of alcohol last night.  That's
why she's so out of it."

   "You let her drink booze!" he screamed at me.

   "Look you stupid fuck!  I tried to stop it.  I tried to stop the whole
God dammed thing, but Dirk knocked me out and tied me up!  What more do you
want from me."

   He seemed not to hear me.

   "Christ Bill!  You are in the shower naked with my twelve year old
daughter!"

   Even though I had told him that Callie had instigated the sex.  Doug had
not witness the previous night's debauchery, therefore Callie, was on some
level, still an innocent little virgin to him.

   "Trust me Doug this is the best way.  Do you want to trade places with
me?  We have to get her cleaned up.  She can't do it herself, so we have
to."

   The dog stuck his face in the shower stall and licked Callie's cum
encrusted face.

   "Take this fucking dog outside Doug.  Christ, do something usefull."

   Jesus, fuck, fuck, fuck." He sputtered and stomped from the bathroom
dragging the big mutt after him.  In an instant he was back just as
agitated as when he left.

   "Doug!" I shouted to get his attention.  "Think about this!  If we leave
the sperm in her vagina she might become pregnant so we have to get it out
as quickly as possible!  It is an emergency Doug!  Emergencies call for
extreme measures!

   He sobered up.  He seemd to be buying my premise.  The truth was that If
Callie was going to get pregnant she had probably already conceived and
flushing her out now was not going to alter that fact.

   "Ok, ok, what do we do Bill?" Doug said getting down on his knees next
to me just outside the shower.

   "I'll rinse her off you take the soap and wash her."

   "Oh, God.  Doug cried and reached out to her pale body with shaking
hands.

   Tentatively he lifted her arm closest to him lathered up his hand and
gently scrubbed the cum from her limb.  I sprayed her off and turned her so
that he could get to the other arm.  We continued this way until the only
things left to clean were her pussy, tits and asshole.

   Doug was torn between his obligation to care for his daughter and his
moral responsibility to protect his daughter's virtue.

   "Do you want me to do her breasts Doug?" I asked.

   He paused, "No," she is my responsibility, I'll do it."

   He began cleaning her tits and what started out as a fatherly duty soon
became a simi-lustful endeavor.

   "God she's beautiful, isn't she Bill."

   "Yes Doug, she's just about the most beautiful female that I think I
have ever seen."

   I rinsed Callie off and laid the shower wand on the bottom of the tile
stall.

   I will hold her legs up so that you can get at her vagina and rectum. 
Ok Doug?

   Doug looked at me swallowed hard and gave the tiniest of nods.  I
scooted her down so that her back was pressed to the tile floor and the
back of her head was pillowed against my cock.  I grasped her ankles and
pulled them up and out exposing her gaping cunt and asshole.

   Doug gasped.  "Oh my God.  They have ruined her.  She's nothing but a
whore now." He looked up at me with tears in his eyes and with lips
trembling, he repeated, "just a whore.  A twelve year old slut."

   He picked up the soap and lathered his hands.  Reaching over into the
shower he inched two fingers gently into her pussy and after a few moments
began pressing harder and harder.  Soon he had three fingers in her cunt
and was punching them deep into her tiny body.  He rammed her over and over
before I realized what he was doing and yelled for him to stop.

   "Fuck her Bill." my friend shouted, with spittle flying from his lips.
"If she wants to be a whore then I'm going to treat her like one."

   In that moment, I saw something inside of my friend snap and it turned
him from a loving doting father to a lust filled maniacal heartless beast.

   He reached in the shower and twisted his fingers into Callie's hair,
drug her from my lap and onto the bathroom floor.

   She squealed and her eyes fluttered when her back met the cold tile.

   Then he fell upon her and began brutally fucking her simi-conscious body
until his nuts tightened and he shot his daughter full of incestuous sperm.

   I sat in the shower with my mouth agape.  I was shocked to see my
`friend', who I thought I knew, act like a crazed cave man.

   After gaining his breath Doug stood and sneered down at his flesh and
blood and started pissing on her.

   "She's no daughter of mine." He said as he directed his piss stream at
her face and mouth.  "She's just a cum dump as far as I'm concerned."

   He shook off the last few drops of piss from his cock, marched from the
room and slammed the bathroom door.

   The only sound in the room was the spray of water and the gurgle of the
drain.

   I don't know what I expected to happen next; perhaps Satan would explode
up through the bathroom floor and drag Callie down into the fires of hell,
but I don't think that would have astonished me more than what my friend
had just done.

   Slowly I got up and stepped over to the urine soaked girl and hoisted
her back into the shower.  It wasn't easy but eventually I was able to get
her clean.  I threw a towel over the puddle of piss on the floor, carried
Callie to her parent's bed and lay her down.  I got another towel and dried
her off.

   I had no idea where Doug had gone.  I wasn't even sure that he was still
in the house.

   As I worked over that perfect little girl I still could not grasp the
reaction that Doug had displayed.  I could never dismiss her like that.  No
matter what she had done.

   I kissed her forehead and gently traced her face with my fingers.  To
me, there was nothing more beautiful in the world than this twelve year old
child lying naked before me.

   I picked her up and cradled her in my arms and carried her to her room.

   After I pulled the covers over her, got dressed and went looking for
Doug.  He was not in the house and his car was gone from the driveway.  I
called Doug's cell phone and I heard it ring.  I followed the sound to the
couch where I found it under a cushion.

   I let Barkley in and fed him and then sent him back into the yard where
he immediately dumped a big pile in the grass.

   I was at a loss as to what to do.  Should I stay in the house until my
friend came back?  I could call Martha if I knew which hotel she was
staying at but I didn't.  Maybe I should just leave and wash my hands of
the whole incident but I knew that I could never leave my friend like that,
not to mention that devil/angel down the hall.  No, I would wait.

   Three hours later Doug's house phone rang.  I ran to the kitchen where
it hung on the wall.  It was one of those portables that have caller ID. 
It read `Dirk Benson'.  It rang again, I debated whether or not to pick it
up.

   Fuck it, I thought.  "Hello Dirk." I said stiffly.

   "Hah, you're still there pencil dick."

   "Yes." I said.  "And the shit has hit the fan."

   "Oh?  Do tell." Dirk chided.

   "Doug went nuts, did some crazy things and stormed out of here.  I have
no idea where he went or what he will do.  He's been gone for more than
three hours now and I am worried about him."

   "What kind of crazy things?" Benson cautiously asked.

   "I think he had a psychotic episode of some sort."

   "What the fuck did he do cocksucker!" the big man demanded.

   "He raped his daughter, called her a cum dump, disowned her and pissed
on her while she was still comatose from last night.  Then he left."

   The phone was silent.

   Then I heard a little chuckle.  "Sounds like things are working out
better than I had hoped." The bastard smirked.  "So why are you still
there?

   "I'm not sure.  I just couldn't leave Callie here alone and Doug needs
some help.  By the way do you know where Martha is staying?"

   "You leave that cunt out of it asshole, besides she won't help you
anyway.

   "How do you know?" I asked.

   "I know." he rasped.  "When you see Doug tell him I will be picking my
little cunt up at nine.  Have her ready."

   I looked at the clock; it was one in the afternoon.

   "She will be in no condition to fuck around with you for several days
Dirk.  For Christ sake, she's still passed out from this morning."

   "Just tell him to tell her to be ready at nine sharp." And then he hung
up.

   I stood there looking at the dead phone in my hand.  I still had no idea
what I was supposed to do other than wait.  So I did.

   Around three pm I was getting hungry so I ordered a pepperoni pizza from
Dominos.  That Mama John's pizza is crap.  Better ingredients my ass.  When
that dick head left Dominos, I heard that he took the list of vendors with
him.  I bet he uses the same ingredients that Dominos does.

   The pizza arrived and as I was pouring my drink I heard over my
shoulder.

   "God, that smells good."

   Startled, I spilled my diet coke as I turned to see a naked vision of
loveliness standing in the kitchen doorway.

   "Can I have some?" the vision asked.

   I smiled and nodded.  "Don't you think you should get dressed first?"

   "Why you have seen me in worse condition." She said as she pulled out a
chair and sat down.

   I handed her my plate and went to get another.  She pulled a section of
pie out of the box and blew on it.  "Mmmmm she moaned as she bit into the
hot cheese.  This is almost as good as the sex I had last night.

   "You sure seemed to have enjoyed that." I said

   Do you think they realized that I was not actually virgin?

   "Nope.  They bought it hook line and hymen.  The blow job thing really
sold it." I told her.

   She laughed.  "Yea, that was fun.  I'm glad that you recommended the
plastic surgeon put a new cherry back in me."

   "Yes, I guess that they would have been disappointed to learn that I
have been banging you for over two years now." I responded.  "By the way,
Dirk called and said to be ready at nine as he will be picking you up."

   She clapped her hands and squealed her delight.

   "So," I said.  "I take it you are happy with the way things turned out."

   "Yes, very happy.  When you let me know that you could not treat me the
way that I needed to be treated and suggested that we hook Dirk into
dominating me I was skeptical, but now I think things will be perfect.

   "It must have been hard for you to pretend to be passed out in the
shower?" I asked her.

   "No, not really.  I'm a good actress.  I couldn't believe when daddy
snapped like that.  Do you think he will be ok?"

   "Yea," I replied.  "Just keep flashing that pink cunt at him and he will
do the rest."

   "I will tell you what was hard to do.  Not fucking daddy back when he
was pounding my pussy, now that was hard.  Pun intended.  And then when he
started pissing on me, oh God I was in heaven."

   "I'm glad you are happy." I told her with a long face.  "I'm losing my
little pussy."

   She looked over at me and smiled.  "Cheer up.  Uncle Bill.  You are not
losing anything; First off this pussy hasn't been little since you poked
that big cock in it when I was ten.  Second off you will still get to fuck
it as much as you want and lastly it gets you as hot as it does me when
other men use my body."

   I smiled at her.  "So how are you going to convince Dirk to take me with
you guys tonight?" I asked her.

   "Worry not my favorite uncle.  I have a plan."