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Subject: Ana and her Father, Part IV (inc, nc, heavy D/s,)
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Ana and her Father, Part IV
Ana was horrified as she felt her father's cock begin to harden
underneath the ministrations of her tongue. She finished cleaning him
for the second time. This time, not wanting to be ordered to do it yet
again, she took her long, fine hair and dried his cock with it. The
sensation of her hair caressing this most sensitive part of his body
seemed only to make his cock even longer and harder. She watched it
miserably, knowing that her father's arousal would only mean more
torture for her.
Paul gazed down at Ana appraisingly for a long moment as she knelt
before him, fear apparent in her face. She had a beautiful mouth; nice,
full lips with a Cupid's-bow shape. Yes. He wanted her to taste his
cock. Paul smiled slightly to himself; none of the women he'd had
before seemed to enjoy giving him blowjobs. He liked it that way.
"Ana, you're going to suck my cock now."
Ana moaned.
"Please, haven't I had enough? I just want to sleep, sir... please."
Paul smiled down at her.
"You'll sleep eventually. Now, I told you to keep your mouth shut.
Since you can't seem to do that, you can wear a little jewelry for me
while you suck my cock."
Ana winced at the explicit term. Fear knotted the pit of her stomach;
she had no doubts that the "jewelry" would be more than decorative.
Paul reached into a compartment built into the seat of the chair and
fished out two little alligator clamps, attached by a silver chain. He
also brought out a pair of handcuffs, which he dangled in front of Ana's
face briefly before cuffing her wrists together behind her back, causing
her to wobble a little on her knees. He stroked her nipples for a
while, circling his thumbs around them and pinching them just a little.
When they stood out nearly half an inch from her breasts, he attached
one alligator clamp to each. Ana's eyes opened wide, and she gasped and
winced in pain. She wriggled experimentally, to see if jiggling her
breasts would improve the positioning of the wretched clamps, but it
only made things worse. Paul grinned and tugged a little at the chain,
causing Ana to cry out.
"They're on nice and tight, slave. Don't worry; they won't fall off."
Paul was fully erect again. He motioned to Ana to bring her head closer
to his cock.
"You're going to suck it, Ana. And you're going to deep-throat it. You
probably won't enjoy it, but that's why you're the slave. Now. Start
licking it, just like you would a popsicle or an ice cream cone. And do
it well, or you'll get even more punishment tomorrow. I want to see
enthusiasm."
Ana gazed at her father's waiting 9-inch erection dubiously.
"Afraid you can't get it all into your mouth, cocksucker? We can always
abandon this idea and go back to the whip, if you'd like..."
Ana, hampered by the fact that her hands were immobilized behind her,
began slowly bobbing her head up and down, licking her father's cock
from base to tip and back down again, as he'd instructed.
"Front AND back, slut. And faster."
He yanked at her hair, bringing bright tears of pain to her eyes.
"Faster, slut. I want to see that pretty little head WORK."
Ana worked at his cock for at least half an hour, trying to cover his
entire length with her rapid licking. Every time she slowed, Paul
tugged at her nipple clamps, causing her to lick with renewed frenzy.
Eventually he would pierce those nipples, but for now clamps would
suffice.
"Now take it into your mouth. All the way in. When you swallow, I want
to feel your throat muscles, slut."
Ana only got as far as the head of Paul's cock before her lips began to
stretch. His cock really was very large, and she had a lot of trouble
getting it into her mouth. Her father aided her by pushing his cock in
further, causing Ana to gag and choke a little.
"Better get used to it, slave."
Paul grabbed Ana's head and forced it further on his cock. He could
feel the head sliding all the way into the back of her mouth, down her
throat about two inches. He was completely blocking her windpipe now.
Ana, unable to breathe and beginning to panic, began to writhe and
thrash, attempting to free herself from her father's grasp. Paul, who
had the twin advantages of both strength and leverage, looked down with
amusement as Ana's face began to turn red. He shoved his cock a little
further in and tightened his grip on her head, enjoying the sensations
that the spasming of her throat was producing on his erect penis.
Just as Ana's vision began to contract down to a small red dot, her
father abruptly pulled his cock out of her throat. She gasped for air,
her entire body heaving and shaking. Paul, still gripping her head
tightly, counted slowly to five. At the end of his count, when Ana was
still gagging and gasping for air, he rammed his cock into her throat
again. She looked up at him in wild panic, thrashing with renewed
frenzy. Paul merely closed his eyes and smiled. He loved this; the
vibrations of her muffled attempts to scream.. the frantic spasms of
her throat muscles.. he slid his cock in a little deeper. Ana's lips
were now brushing against his balls. The entire length of his cock was
inside her mouth. He could actually see the head, in sharp relief
against her throat.
"Ana, dear, you're not sucking."
When she was near to fainting from lack of oxygen, Paul again pulled his
cock out of her throat, watching her explosive gasps for air.
"Think of it this way, Ana. After tonight, your gag reflex is going to
be non-existent. Think what a hit you'll be with all my friends."
Ana glared at him with murderous eyes. The expression didn't last long,
as two seconds later she had her father's full length inside her throat
again. This time Paul teased her as she struggled for air.
"How are the living arrangements so far, Ana? Think the social workers
would approve? You've got such a caring father.. I really do care
about your welfare, Ana. I wouldn't want *anything* to happen to my
precious little girl. I appreciate your talents far too much. You can
forget college, Ana.. you're going to be here a very long time."
He yanked his cock out again, and the cycle began anew.
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