… I lowered the water behind me, stood out of the toilet, and thoroughly, spreading the buttocks of the buttock with my fingers, touched with my right hand, a soft toilet paper, my delicate small hole. In the near future she had to withstand many penetrations, and about the same, if not more (I never thought) intestinal emptying. After all, my mother gathered until Monday to the cottage, to her friend ..
Having washed my hands, I left the toilet, and headed for my room. There, in the agreed place – in my old school pencil case on the shelf – a note from dad should already lie. With orders that I need to do. With a pleasant excitement with my hands, I took out a knitted piece of paper from the pencil case. On it, confident paternal handwriting, it was written: “Branch. Take a garbage bucket in the kitchen, and go to take it out. But just do not pop out into the entrance at once, but stay for a moment in the hallway. If you do not comply with the order, I sparkle! This is a mini-seeing “.
Dad often wrote me such notes, because we hid our relationship from his mother. In them, he always gave me short, but interesting erotic tasks, or appointed me “mini-whiskers”, as we called them. For example, I had, by paternal order, to go to the toilet, and put myself an enema – moreover, strictly defined, and always in different ways. Or – I had to quietly caress, not ending, his cock. Or-stroke, pinch the ass, fantasizing how the daddy pushes me … both tasks and mini-whiskers were appointed to me only when my mother was in the apartment … Oh, these unpredictable mini-whiskers! Papik appointed them to me either in the corridor, then in the hallway, then in my room, then in the bathroom … He always met with me for only a few seconds, and then he just smoked me on the cheek, then clapped on the ass, then touched the pen,then he pierced the pools for the papillae ..
Taking a garbage bucket in the kitchen, I went into the hallway, and with bated breath began to expect my father. He certainly heard my steps from his room. But he was in no hurry to come to me – deliberately forced me to languish in a sweet anticipation … Finally, dad got up from the sofa, walked slowly (again – on purpose!) to the window, slammed the window. And only then lazily came up to me. A prodigy smile played on the face of daddy, and on an outstretched middle finger, a delicious handful of petroleum jelly. The stupefying smell of grease immediately hit my nose. Without saying a word, the papule bent me with cancer, put my hand into my pants, and drove the greased finger half into my ass. I shuddered and shook slightly.
-This is an advanced yet, whore, ”my father whispered in my ear,“ think so far about what I will do with you.
-Okay, daddy, – I also answered with a whisper. My father kissed me in the end in the ear, and, taking out his hand from my pants, eagerly inhaled the fragrance of his finger that had just been in my priest. Then he slapped me in the back:
-Take a bucket ..
After about an hour, my mother, gathering, went beyond the threshold. Dad and I looked at her, watching from the window how she gets into a friend’s car.
-Well, my goat, you’re ready? – Smiling, the father took me by the waist, and his hand slipped below – to my buttock. – For a long time, my mother did not leave, so you and I have a big program with you!
-Of course, daddy. I am ready to do everything you order me. I’m your thing, your whore, so I’m always ready, you know!
-What does “you know”? – Father slapped me a slight slap in the face. – What do you mean, bitch? “You know – so what x … ask”?!… (Dad spoke strictly, but slowly, calmly) ..
-No, no, daddy, that you! I did not mean it at all! I didn’t even have thoughts! I piled up.
-Well, – dad snapped me on the nose, and straightened my skewed glasses on me, – I forgive. But another such a reservation – and you will get in full, goat, understand?!
-I understood everything, daddy. I will try to follow my filthy language, and never upset you again ..
During all our sexual games, I always called my father “papule”, “daddy”, and “you” – so he once asked me. And I liked it. Why is it special? Someone is manner, someone constantly licks in a bad voice. Well, we are used to having fun in this way!
-Take off the glasses, a botanist, and undress, ”said the father,“ just don’t forget to put your glasses back later ..
I followed his order. Frankly, I used to be very complex because of my glasses. But then dad told me that there is something in this, it is even sexy-so I look even stronger to a modest shy botanist, which I especially really want to seduce and fuck in the ass. Father even bought me glasses in a narrow fashionable frame. And he said that in them I “just irresist”. I’ve calmed down…
Having undressed naked, I put on the glasses again, and stretched out in front of my father at the counter “quietly” – shifting my legs, and pressing my arms to the sides. Dad slowly walked around me from all sides. He patted the back. I pinched behind the stomach. Squeezed his fingers and twisted the nipples. Then he smiled pretty:
-My whore is growing up, a real young man is already becoming! The ass was even stronger, the waist became thinner … The muscle breast was already slightly poured … otherwise it used to be thin like a cane!…(Papik straightened my hair on my head) … and the pussy even grew up a little, yes? Or not? Well, raise it quickly!
Hurrying up to execute the order of my father, I quickly earned at once with both hands ..
-VOOOOOOT, now we will check …- Papul leaned the ruler against my pichuk. – ABOUT! For half a centimeter, it seems to! Well, a riddle is just some kind! Well done, Dasha! Everyone at your age usually does not grow already, but you … Well, you have a delay in development just … No, what pouted? Do not be offended, goat, delay in physical development, not in mental! You are a smart girl with me, very!
-What a delay? I’m tall! – I objected offended.
-So, well, don’t argue! – Father painfully slapped me in the buttocks. – I know better. You are thin, and your pussy is small … Well, let’s go to the pens to you, and get in the knee-elbow … So, smart. And now I will punish you a little, daughter, for the fact that you have done my previous task poorly. Remember? The pencil in her ass did not completely put. I checked – and he sticks out of the hole a little. Not good. Very bad! Bad girl … (dad took a belt) ..
-Papul, but it was too long! He rested there, in the second sphincter! – I ached.
-It was necessary to shove through the inner sphincter, I told you! Very bad girl ..
-It hurt!
-Doesn’t matter!.. Okay, come on, Dashka, a reck up the ass is stronger. Now I will put you on the ass of yours – it will be much bigger, a whore!..
Actually, I was called Demyan, Dema. But for some time, dad called me during the sexual games “Dasha”. And it greatly excited me ..
The first burning blow fell on my ass. I cried out, and exhaled intermittently, accidentally burying the floor with saliva. “Like?” – my father whipped me a second time, and I shook with a small tremor … The blows rained down on me one after another, I shook already convulsively, dripping with fear, and again dripped with saliva carpet. My pussy, then I hung down my head, then got up again.
-Daddy!.. Please!.. Do not do it, Please! It hurts me! Very painful! I will always put a pencil to the end, and execute your other orders! Please! Quieter! – closing my eyes, I ached in a half -whisper.
-Okay, – ten minutes later a papik took pity on me, – your ass is all red already, enough for the first time. Get up, I’ll write you into your mouth.
I got up and sat on my knees. Dad put my semi-e-registered member under my nose, and advanced it into my obediently open mouth. I closed my eyes, and prepared to swallow urine – so as not to utter a drop to the floor (for this it was possible to get the ass on the ass!). My father helped me – he did not release urine right away, but in portions – so that I managed to swallow it.
-Clever, Dasha, – when everything was over, praised me of the papule – and now crawl a little on the elbows and knees in a circle, as then, you remember? Before sex ..
-Of course, daddy, but really … Can’t you put me an enema today? – I raised my eyebrows in surprise.
-This is how impatient, crazy girl! – Papik hit me with his palm on his cheek. – Polzai, I say! And the enema – then! She will indicate it still ..
I sank to the floor, and diligently, slowly, crawled in a circle, sexually twisting a booty ..
For some reason I remembered my last birthday-then, eight months ago, I just turned eighteen ..
-… Demuchik, wake up! – That morning dad woke me up personally, crouching next to me on the bed. – Happy birthday! … (he leaned over, and kissed me on the cheek) … You are in 9.16 was born, so you have become an adult right now, congratulations! … (I smiled embarrassedly) … And the gift … (Father smiled-this time already mysterious) … I will give you a gift in the evening. And now … (he slightly lowered the sheet from me, and touched my stomach with his fingers) … Nuuu, with such a stomach you can’t just sit down at the festive table! What are you eating if you have a belly, like a drum, stuffed? A? Get ready, we will do the enema!
I was embarrassed as never before – probably precisely because a few minutes before that I was eighteen years old. But I did not dare to argue with my father – I knew well from experience that it was better to obey, this is in my own interests ..
Solemnly introducing a basin and sprint into the room, dad pulled off my panties, and went too far over the chair (I rested on the back of the chair with her pubis, and with my elbows about the seat). Soon I felt the water flowed into me in portions … And after a few minutes I already stared loudly, asking for the toilet. Tears flowed down my face – at that time I was still very shy about dad ..
And in the evening he took me a suburb by car, and suddenly, stopping on the side of the road, he moved to me, in the back seat.
-You know what it is? – Smiling, my father put my condom packaging right under my breath. – This is a gondon, Conzer, you know for sure. I haven’t used them yet, no? Well, I thought so – you are a modest person … but I will teach you now. Get a member, jerk off ..
What happened later, I was terribly embarrassed. But at the same time, it excited no less – dad touched my cock!.. He showed me how to pull the condom correctly. And it would be nice if everything ended on this, but … Then my father spent me a little further along the highway, and forced me to choose a prostitute girl. I left me with her in the car … No, I did it. But it was just nightmare!..
-… Enough, stop crawling, – my father beckoned me with a gesture to him, – Polzi here, bitch. No, crawl backwards, stupid girl! So, yes. And a hollow ass, give me her. Show how you want an enema that I understand everything without words!
I was surprised. Usually Papul loved when I begged him to make me enema, or fuck me in the ass (I liked it myself). But it was impossible to argue – and I pulled my ass with force, trying my best to show how she (ass) wants an enema.
-Unconvincing, – said dad, – unlike. The desire of the present is not visible! What kind of plumbing is a drunk stands here in front? Well, no sex! … (I protruded the ass even stronger-although it seemed that it was no longer possible-and slightly sexually turned it) … well, it already looks like something like something! … (Papik with approval patted me by the scrotum) … more sex! More! … (I strained the muscles of the anus, then relaxed them; then I began to strain and relax the sphincter constantly) … Well, you can, after all, when you want! … (my father was clearly pleased) … Now, daughter, now I will put you an enema ..
A minute later, a thick plastic tip was already in my ass.
-Drink, drink water, my beloved manner, ”Dad said, pouring a soap solution from me from a heating pad hanging over me on a floor hanger,“ now my ass is pumped out, and my daddy will push it there. Yes, the ass? … (He tickled my finger at a gluten anus, and I started) … yes. Now daddy e … will be his daughter, his little girl ..
I remembered how this was the first to happen with my dad ..
… it happened about two months after my eighteen years.
That day I was lying in my room on the bed, and, freezing with fear, I read a newspaper with announcements of acquaintance. In addition to the usual, heterosexual, there were homosexual proposals (in the I-Net, for some reason, I did not find ads from the gays of our city). Steps were heard in the corridor – it was clearly a father, and he was clearly heading to my room. I threw the newspaper aside with horror. At that very moment the door swung open. “What are you reading? – Dad asked a bored tone, but I pretended that I was already reading an institute textbook. – Ah, a textbook … (Papul was already turned away, but then his gaze fell on that very newspaper!) … And what else?.. WHAT??? DOM, I did not understand what it is?!»Whiting with fear, I began to explain inconsistently that I watched the girls’ announcements, but dad did not believe it -“ Girls? Why is the page open, where only men only?!”. My father sat in the chair opposite me, and for a long time silently looked at me with a sizzling gaze. Then he got up: “I suspected a long time! Take off your pants, I will flog you!..”
Having stumbled my ass almost blood, dad left the room, it seemed to me, in a state of confusion … But a day later – returned. “So, Demuchik, don’t interrupt, listen to me carefully. I thought for a long time what to do with you. Ordinary flogging will not help here. Here it is necessary in a different way. I came up with, in short … (all this daddy spoke very seriously, dropping his eyes down) … I … I have to … I emphasize – you will have to the ass of you … You haven’t tried with the men yet, so because? Well, I thought so. Here. And I … if you – and you will understand how it is unpleasant, and it hurts. And you will not want any men already. And then – I’ll shake you so that you have a conditional reflex to develop: a man is painful, bad, you can’t do it. But the main thing is that you yourself understand that you can’t do this, that this is a perversion. And so you yourself want to get better. Do you want me to help you correct you? In this way?”. I had a clouded in my head … What I have dreamed about so long, my dad will do with me now?!… Of course, I was very scared. But I, despite this, agreed ..
After that, my father did not come up to me for a long time. We only sometimes exchanged phrases on duty – but nothing more. And I came up to me somewhere in a week … My brother. He was over for me for nine years, he had already lived separately for a long time, and came to visit when his parents were not at home.
-Listen, Demuchik. But true … that the father in the ass e … l you? He asked right on the move, sitting next to me in the living room on the couch.
-How do you know??? – even choked on surprise, I said.
-Yes, he told me by drunkenly, the day before yesterday, damn it. So he got drunk – he himself no longer remembers, probably. – Brother grinned. – Listen, well, if you are … the cockerel already, let me – too, but? Well, what is you worth it? He won’t lose from you already, but I have never tried it with … cockerels ..
I sat, not knowing what to answer.
-The enema must first put it, yes? So as not to smack shit. My father told me … Don’t be afraid, I will not flog you, punish you … We will not tell anyone at all. Undress ..
I undressedly undressed ..
… Since then, the brother came to us several more times, but we pretended that nothing had happened, and there was nothing between us. Parents, it seems, did not suspect anything ..
But my father continued to punish me sometimes – he developed a “conditional reflex” with me, when it seemed to him that I again dream of men … At that time, neither I nor dad yet learned to speak openly about his desires ..
… in the morning of the next after the departure of my mother’s day, I got up before dad. Having washed down and making my deeds in the toilet, I – right naked – put on women, in high heels, shoes, a belt with stockings, lace a little adversary, and went to the kitchen. Daddy loved that I – on the rare days of our “full -fledged” dates – prepare breakfasts to him in this form ..
For a long time we could not admit to each other, and ourselves in our feelings, but once both got drunk, and … that day, Papul for the first time asked me to dress like that – it turned out that he had long acquired this uniform of a maid, but could not decideinvite me to play openly with him … In the future, we often played with a papik using this suit. According to mutual desire – dad never forced me to appease him by force … Papul was generally almost always very kind and affectionate with me. However, with other adult men, he categorically forbade me to communicate: “I will find out – I will get!”. My father was not jealous only to my peers, and to the girls ..
I prepared dad everything the way he loved – fried toasts, scrambled eggs, and strong coffee.
-Ah … daughter … good morning!… (Entering the kitchen, Papul kissed me on the cheek, and smiled broadly) … Breakfast on the table already? Smart!
He patted me on a naked ass. Then he took out a small sprint from his pocket, tilted me over the table, and let me into a hole a little ice water. I groaned voluptuously and pushed her buttocks. Opening the refrigerator, dad took an ice out of the freezer, sucked it to smooth out sharp edges, and put it in my ass. I howled cheerfully, and jumped in one place, knocking heels on the floor.
-This is an advanced again small for you, ”the father smiled,“ we’ll sing, and we’ll go to nature ..
… the garage was right in the courtyard of our house, and in less than an hour and a half, dad and I were already sitting by the fire, in the suburban forest, and fried kebabs with potatoes. At home, I put on sports trousers and a T -shirt right on top of my erotic costume, and now I took them off, and, having pulled your shoes back instead of sneakers, smeared my lip and papillae with bright raspberry lipstick.
-Papul, you will have to punish me again today, – having finished champagne, and pulling my eyes, I said.
-For what, my goat?
-I changed you once once, with an adult man … (I had in mind my brother) … I just can’t tell you who with whom. Do not demand this from me, please. Better to write me stronger – well, stronger than if I told you who it is ..
Daddy thought.
-Okay, my girl. It’s good that you yourself admitted. But I hope you are not going to change my men anymore, yes? Well, that’s good. But I still have to punish my bad girl! Now we will eat barbecue, and I hurt you on the ass, and you … my sweet slut is in your mouth, and in your depraved sweet hole ..
About twenty minutes later I was already on all fours with tied hands, shaking the ass, and desperately, in full voice, yelled:
-Ay! Daddy! No need!!! I will not change anymore! Spare! Ay! AAAAAAAA!!!…
The belt fell on my tormented ass with monstrous strength, and I snapped and poured with tears, like a snotty boy (or rather – a girl). Soon the blind summer rain went, and along my ass, in addition to my father’s belt, tight powerful streams of water drummed. The belt is soon soaked, and from this father the blows were even heavier ..
-Okay, my dirty lustful whore, ”my father said finally,“ we’ll make a break. Polzi there, over that branch – you see?
I obeyed, and crawled under a strong oak branch hanging over the clearing. The rain stopped as suddenly as it began ..
My wrists were already connected. And dad, having tied me up the ankles, tightly pulled my arms and legs together – so that I was already as immobilized as possible, and absolutely helpless. Having thrown a long rope through the branch, my father tied one end to my limbs twisted together, and pulled after another … moaning, I gradually rose about a meter above the ground. Papik tied the free end to some kind of roots sticking out of the ground, and patted me through the extended buttocks:
-Now we will wash your ass, daughter ..
Having picked up a sprint, and a canister with water from the trunk, he lubricated my hole with a cream, and stuck the tip there over the entire length, holding my eggs … I could not only resist – it was almost impossible to move almost to move! My only “limb” free from the ropes remained a member (the testicles, by the way, dad also pulled a lace) – and he quickly rose, increasing in size. A crappy little whore felt a complete, undivided power of a strong active man!..
Pouring water, daddy plugged his “daughter” with anal traffic jam, and, again holding the belt, began to rock the helpless fragile body on the rope. Flying away from him, a couple of times I significantly hit my head against the trunk of a tree, and flying up to my dad – received brutal strokes with a belt on the back. I no longer had the strength to shout, and I only quietly whined and moaned – but endured, knowing that I deserved it with my whore, unworthy behavior ..
Having taken out the cork, my father began to flash me, trying to get a belt exactly into the anus area, and kill a dirty stream that praised from there. And then I ended violently, brightly, twitched on a rope with his whole body, and published a loud, long cry!.. I still continued to swing by inertia, and my dad missed a couple of times, getting on my scrotum – why I frantically howled and bit my lip to my blood.
-Daddy, please! Dear!!! Well, don’t! Forgive your stupid goat!..
-Okay, that’s enough for you, whore. You got yours. I hope this will be a good lesson for you. You will not change your daddy anymore ..
Father lowered me from a tree. I had to satisfy all his sophisticated sexual needs. And from the awareness of this, from the sensation of my own depravity and helplessness, throughout my body I had a warm pleasant wave of excitement ..
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