Monday, February 27, 2006

The Information Superhighway

By Lende
Written by a woman.

She sits at the computer in the back office, her stomach clenching just
a bit from the excitement.
Staring at the computer screen, her right
hand is on the mouse, and her left hand is on her crotch.
Her eyes fly
over the words scrolling past, 'suck,' 'cock,' 'hot,' 'wet pussy,'
'throb.'

She especially likes that word. Throb.
Hearts throb with
exertion.
Hard cocks throb.
She throbbed. Is throbbing. Her clit
feels huge, her panties are already damp.



She is low-slung in the chair, her ass barely hanging on to the edge of
the seat.
She hasn't unbuttoned her jeans yet - she is at the office
after all.
Hard enough to compose yourself and mask that flush in your
cheeks without fumbling for a button-fly.
Besides, the swollen lips of
her vagina fill out the tight crotch of the pants, allowing her to run
her fingernails across the weave, sending shivers up her spine.



She has found a new site on the web, one that promises 'Hot, FREE,
Erotic Stories!' The best kind.
She clicks on the link and is rewarded
with a full-screen view of a huge, hairy cock shoved way up into a
perfectly round ass.
She grins a wicked little grin.
This site looks
promising.
She scrolls down past links to catalogs and live sex shows
to the story archive.
Picking one at random, she settles a bit more
comfortably in the chair and allows herself to unbutton the top button
on her jeans.
After all, one button is easy to refasten should someone
show up a bit unexpectedly.
And it makes it a heck of a lot easier on
the wrist.



The story, 'Neighbors', starts predictably with a description of the
lovely tanned nympho that moved in next door and likes to sunbathe in
the nude.
A bit bored, she clicks on the down arrow in the lower right
hand corner of the screen, zooming past the cliched innuendoes and
double entendres passed back and forth over the back yard fence until
she sees the words 'releasing his straining cock from its cotton
prison.'
There we go.


Her left hand slides into the waistband of her jeans, slips down between
her legs and presses against the hot flesh, causing her eyes to close
involuntarily.
Her hand is still on the outside of her white cotton
panties, tickling her pussy through the damp, hot material.
Withdrawing
a bit, she runs one finger under the panty waistband, and then, moving
slowly, she tangles her fingers in her pubic hair.
It's been awhile
since her last 'haircut' and the fuzz is long and beginning to curl.

She grips the hair in her bent fingers and pulls up and towards her
body.
This causes the lips of her cunt to open a bit, and her clit
surfaces, rubbing slightly against the cotton panties.
She gasps from
the sensation.


Releasing her pubic hair, she arches her wrist against the fabric and
slips a finger between her pussy lips, sliding on the more than abundant
moisture that has collected.
Letting go of the mouse, her right hand
moves to her nipple, pinching and rolling it through the fabric of her
thin sweater.




The couple on the computer screen are fucking on the lawn furniture.
The nympho is lying on her back, her long, tanned legs spread wide open
in the air, and the stud has his face buried in her twat.
She has her
manicured fingers in his hair, holding his face close, as his tongue
darts in and out of her pussy.
The nympho is breathing hard, telling
him, 'Eat my cunt. Lick me. Suck on my clit and make me come. Harder.
Suck me harder.'
He inserts two fingers into her dripping snatch, and
sucks her clit into his mouth.
The nympho just about arches herself off
the lounge chair.


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She smiles, because you see, she can identify.
Her right hand leaves
her nipple and uses the mouse to scroll down a bit further, so she can
read the entire screen without having to stop touching herself.
She
then unbuttons the second button on her fly.


By now, the index finger on her left hand is fully covered in her wet
juices.
She withdraws her finger to taste herself.
She slides the
finger over her lips, natural lip gloss.
She licks her lips, and then
sucks her finger dry.



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The nympho is now kneeling in front of the stud, sucking his cock deep
down her throat.
He watches as her ruby-red lips engulf him, her
painted nails dig into his ass as she devours him.
He is passive for
awhile, letting her control the depth and speed of his thrusts.
But
soon he has to take charge.
He grabs the hair on either side of her
head, bends his knees a bit, and begins fucking her face in earnest.

She opens her mouth wide and tilts her head so that he slips down the
back of her throat.
He wants more.
The nympho gets up off her knees,
never letting his cock out of her mouth, and stands up, bent over at the
waist.
Her mouth and throat are now aligned in more of a straight line,
and he can slam himself into her more fully.
The nympho reaches out and
cups his balls in her hand.



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She scrolls down further and unbuttons her whole fly.
She drives her
hand down the front of her pants and shoves her middle finger into her
steaming pussy.
It isn't big enough.
But with her pants on she can't
really fit a second finger in.
Stopping to consider the consequences
for just a millisecond, she decides, 'what the hell,' and goes for it.



She stands up, and slides her pants and underwear down over her ass,
just below her hips.
The feeling of being naked at the office, in her
boss's office, is highly erotic.
She can feel the upholstery on her
bare ass.
Knowing that someone could walk in on her at any second
heightens the sensation.
She spreads her legs as far as the jeans will
allow, reveling in the feeling of being constricted, tied up.
She now
has much clearer access to her cunt.
She crams two fingers into her
twat and moves them in a small, tight, circle.
The palm of her hand is
pressing against her clit, which now pokes through the hair of her
labia.



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The couple have now moved over to the deck railing, the lawn furniture
having proved too flimsy.
The stud has the nympho bent over the
railing, his hand buried in the hair at the back of her neck, fucking
her so hard the railing creaks.
She is screaming and panting, thrusting
her hips back to meet every stroke.
'His big hairy balls slap against
her cunt lips as he grips her ass and slams his cock deep into her
gaping hole.'


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Her ass cheeks clench and her thigh muscles tremble as she finger-fucks
herself.


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'I'm going to fuck you so hard you bleed' the stud says through clenched
teeth.
'I'm going to split you in two.'
He drives into her, slamming
her into the railing, her head yanked back as far as it will go. 'Fuck
me! Fuck me! Harder!' she screams.


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The feeling is building, the palm of her hand grinds into her clit.



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'Yes! Yes!' she screams. 'Oh fuck, fuck, yeah, I'm coming,' he grunts.

He pulls his cock out of her cunt and jerks himself off onto her ass.

His cum streams out onto her ass cheeks and runs down her legs.



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Her cunt is dripping wet, and her fingers are moving as fast as they
can, but it still isn't enough sensation.
She drops to the floor, her
bare ass in the air, and humps her hand.
She fucks her hand, her pelvic
bone slamming onto the pad of her palm.
She curls her fingers toward
her palm as hard as she can.
Shaking, her leg muscles taut and her face
pressed to the floor, she comes with a groan.
The sensations crash over
her as she lies panting in front of the radiator.


She is still breathing hard when she hears the footsteps.
Rising up on
shaking legs, she yanks her pants up and buttons that pesky fly.

She
has just enough time to exit Netscape before the work study student
walks in.





Alternate ending:



She has just enough time to exit Netscape before the work study student
walks in.



But it's not a work study student.
It's him.
And he takes one look at
her and knows exactly what she has been doing.


Shutting the office door behind him, he walks across the short space
slowly, with that look in his eye.
You know that look.
It makes her
wet all over again.



He doesn't say a word.
She still can't speak.
He backs her against the
desk, stands in front of her, reaches out with both hands and pinches
her nipples.
Her head falls back and a little moan escapes her throat.



Chuckling at her exaggerated response, he slides his hands down her
breasts to the waistband of her jeans.
He pulls the two sides apart
with a yank, opening the fly all the way in one swift, staccato rip.

Following through, he pulls down her jeans and underwear in one motion,
and with one glance up at her unbelieving eyes, buries his tongue
between her lips.


Her eyes flutter closed, she places a hand on the back of his head, and
tilts her hips up to give him more access to her ravaged clitoris.

The
sensations are almost overpowering.
Still tingling and sensitive from
her self-induced orgasm, her clit is now being laved by his tongue and
lips.
Finally, her legs can no longer support her, and he pulls her
from the edge of the desk and lays her out on the floor.


Making sure that he shut the door all the way, he removes one shoe and
draws her leg out from the pantleg of the jeans.
She is now spread wide
open, her lips pouting and glistening in the light coming in the
windows.
She is too overcome with feeling to protest the increasing
level of nakedness and sexual activity.
The pope could walk in and she
wouldn't notice.



He enjoys the view for a bit, running a finger up her thigh and dipping
into her wetness.
He samples her juice and makes that sexy sound he
makes when he tastes her cunt.
After licking his finger dry, he slips
it back into her vagina, this time sliding it all the way in and turning
it just a bit, so that he has access to her g-spot.
Her breath catches
in her throat.



Leaning over, he takes her clit between his lips as he slides another
finger into her hot box.
She immediately begins gyrating her hips,
pressing her cunt to his face.
She takes her fingers and spreads her
labia for him with one hand, while holding his head in place with the
other.
Her orgasm comes in waves, she bucks her hips and arches her
back, her thighs clamp around his head.
Eventually the sensations are
too powerful, and he removes his mouth from her.



Spasms are still shaking her body as his unzips his own pants and
releases his straining cock from its cotton prison.
He places one hand
on each side of her shoulders as he positions his hips against hers.
He
sinks his cock into her in one clean stroke.
She gasps and wraps her
arms around him, thrusting her hips up to meet him.



'Do you like it when I fuck you'' he whispers in her ear.
'You like
feeling my rock hard cock drive into your cunt'
What do you want me to
do to you, my sweet little slut''



'Take me from behind, fuck me like an animal,' is her somewhat
predictable response.



He shifts position and she swings her leg over and gets on all fours.

He places his hands on her hips and shoves his cock into her.
Leaning
over, he grabs her breasts and plays with her nipples, hunching his back
to drive his rod up and into her core.



She is gasping and groaning incoherently as he drives her forward with
his hips.
Raising back up so that his torso is perpendicular to hers,
he grabs a fistful of hair and pulls her head back, causing her to
thrust her breasts out.
Her arms are straight and she is raised up onto
the tips of her fingers.



He is moving faster now, breathing harder.
She can feel that he is
getting close, but she wants one more thing from him.
'I want you to
come in my mouth,' she manages to say.
She slips off of his cock and
pushes him down onto his back.
His cock is dripping with her juice and
she sucks it off eagerly.
She positions herself next to him and takes
him deep down her throat, her lips grazing the pubic hair at the base of
his cock.
With her left hand she strokes his thigh, and then moves it
between his legs to reach that spot that he loves to have rubbed.
She
especially likes that spot, because it feels like a further extension of
his cock, like his cock is over a foot long.



Still holding the head of his cock in her mouth, she takes her right
hand and grasps him, sliding it up and down the shaft.
She alternates
between sucking on him and jacking him off.
Back and forth, all the
while her left hand is moving in circles on the space between his balls
and his asshole.



He is really breathing hard now, and is starting to make those cute
little grunting noises.
She decides to slow down a bit, and moves her
mouth down the side of his penis to his scrotum, taking one of his balls
in her mouth.
She swirls her tongue around the ovoid shape, enjoying
the salty taste of his sweat and the hairy texture of his skin.


Just as he starts to relax a bit, she raises her head and deep throats
him in one gulp.
He gasps audibly this time, and puts his hand on the
back of her head, guiding her up and down his cock. She places her hand
around the base of his cock for stability, and lets him fuck his hips up
into her mouth.



His breathing is coming in harsh gasps now, and she moves her mouth off
of him to allow her hand better access.
She jerks his cock, faster and
faster, moving her left hand under his balls, begging him to come on her
face.



He bucks his hips and moans, 'Now, oh now, now,' as thick hot jets of
jism erupt from his cock.
The first one hits her on the cheek and drips
down off her chin onto his belly.
The second spurts onto her lips as
she lowers her mouth onto the head of his cock, sucking the come out.

She clamps her lips around his shaft as his body quakes. His eyes
quiver and he raises his legs up off the floor and curls his body around
her still bobbing head.



She slows the movements of her tongue, and lets his cock slip out of her
mouth.
He curls himself up in a fetal position and puts his head in her
lap.



And then she hears the footsteps.

Friday, February 24, 2006

Daddy's Joy Part II

by The Godfather
Written by a man.

"Daddy, that was great, but can I lick you, too? I want to lick your cock, and make you feel as good as you just made me feel."
I melted at the thought of my little girl sucking on my cock. the thought was so absurd, yet so delicious.

"Sure you can honey, if you want to.
You don't have to though. Just be careful that your teeth don't hurt Daddy."
Joy moved down, putting her head closer to her Daddys cock, and reaching out, she held it in her hand, and guided it to her open mouth.
I groaned loudly as I felt her tongue lick lightly over the swollen head, and then down my shaft.
I ran my fingers through her hair as she opened her mouth wider, and the head of my cock slid into her hot young mouth.
I opened my eyes long enough to see her mouth enclose my cock, and to see her lips slide down as far as she could take it.
I felt her gag when it touched the back of her throat, and she backed off of my cock until she was more comfortable.
My daughter was taking half of my cock into her mouth, and I was in heaven.

I felt my cock twitch, and Joy was sucking faster, and I knew I would not be able to hold on much longer.
I also knew that I had to warn her about what happens when a man cums.
"Joy, sweetheart, you need to know something." I said between my fast shallow breaths.
She opened her eyes and looked up at me, but continued to suck on me.
"You know that feeling that you just had when Daddy was licking you? Well, when a man gets that feeling, white stuff comes out of his cock. The white stuff is what makes babies when it goes into a girls pussy." I explained further, "Some girls like it to go into their mouths, and some don't. I am about to have that feeling baby."

She smiled as I finshed telling her that, and she never stopped. I was breathing heavier, and my cock was about to explode.
Joy seemed to know it, and she sucked harder.
My cock was sliding farther into her sweet young mouth now, and I felt it coming.

"Ohh, Joy, here it comes." I began to cum, draining my balls into my daughters mouth.
She sucked harder, and I could feel her throat muscles as she swallowed my load, one mouthful at a time.
She wasn't able to catch it all, and some of my cum spilled over, out of her mouth, around my cock, and down her chin.
She finally took her mouth off of me when she felt the last spasm, and tasted the last drop as it escaped from my now shriveling cock.
"Daddy, that tasted so good, thank you for letting me have it. But, Daddy, look at what your cock is doing, it's shrinking." She giggled a bit as she stared at my cock.

"Yes honey, after a cock does that, it goes down like that, until it gets excited again." She just stared at it, soaking in all that I was telling her.
My cum still dripping down her chin.


She was giggling, and playful now.
Joy had just experienced something that should have come years from now, and she knew it.
She felt like such a big girl, and I could tell she liked that feeling.
She cuddled up next to me, and tickled me a little as she held me.
I rolled over and tickled her back, grabbing her waist and rolling her on her back.
I climbed on top of her, and she was laughing as my hands and fingers felt her body, tickling her.
She looked up into my eyes as I stopped tickling her, and she said.
"Daddy, your cock is excited again."
I hadn't really noticed, because I was enjoying this new found closeness between us, but my cock was once again hard, and standing straight out.
She blew me a kiss and asked me if I would like another kiss on it.
"Sweetie, there is another way for us to feel good.
It's usually only for adults though, like everything else we've done, but this part is different.
Girls have a shield inside of their little pussies, and a man puts his cock inside of a girl, but after the first time, the shield is no longer there.
If we try that, your virginity will be gone forever.
Most women save that for the man that they love."


Her face was wrinkled.
I could tell she was trying to understand what I was telling her.
"When a man loves a woman, he puts his cock inside of her, and it feels good honey, and thats when the white stuff, or cum, comes out and sometimes it makes a baby inside of her."

"Daddy, could you make a baby inside of me? " She asked.
That question floored me.
I couldn't believe what she had just asked.
"Oh honey, maybe some day, but for now, we can just try to have more fun like I just described, if you want to try it."


She smiled, and my cock was jumping on her chest. "Yes Daddy, yes. Please put it in me."


I lowered my head, and kissed her tenderly.
Feeling her breath as it escaped into my mouth.
I then brought my head lower, climbing off of her, until my lips were on her little nipples.
I could feel her nipples hardening as I sucked them, one after another into my mouth, cupping her tiny breasts in my hands.
Her eyes were rolling back, and her hips were undulating on the sheets as I played with her little tits.
She liked that, and I would have to remember that.
She reached over and held my cock as I continued to suck on her nipples.
I reached down and slid a finger into her easily.
She was still wet from my tongue, and her juices.
I worked my finger around, and further in until I met resistance from her hymen.

"Honey, it will hurt a little bit when I push my cock inside of you, but it will feel better in a little while. Is that okay?"

She didn't seem to care about the little bit of pain, because she was trying to move my cock down by her open legs.
She wanted to get her first fuck, and nothing was going to stop her now.

"Daddy, please. put it inside of me, I want to feel your cock in me."

I couldn't resist that plea, so I moved down, and had my cock above her pussy, and I reached down, to guide the head to her opening.
She let out a little scream as she felt it against her hole. "Daddy, Yesssss!"


I was as excited as I had ever been, or more.
Hearing my little girl beg me to fuck her was more than I could take. I pushed and the head was buried inside of her.
I stopped for a minute, to let her pussy get used to the feeling of having a cock inside of it.
She was rubbing my ass as I held my position.
Our lips met again, and locked in a kiss.
Our tongues met again as we locked in a kiss, and as my cock pushed in a little more.
She let out a squeal as my hard cock pushed her little vagina open. My hips pushed again, and my cock sunk into her until I felt the wall of her hymen.
I told her that it might hurt a little now, and she begged me to continue.
I pushed once more, and we both felt the pop.
My little girl was no longer a virgin, and I was the one to take that from her.
She cried out a little, whimpers coming from her tightly closed lips.
Her eyes wincing in pain, but the rest of her face telling me to continue. I held still for a minute, and looked down to see a small trickle of blood dripping from her pussy.

She started to thrust her little hips up towards me, plunging my cock in deeper.
My girl was a sex crazed little maniac, and I loved it.
I pushed deeper, until my entire cock was buried in her.
I started fucking her harder, withdrawing my cock, and shoving it back in, feeling her juices coat my cock, and hearing the sucking noises of her tiny pussy engulfing my cock.
I pumped her harder. I was balancing on my hands, and I was sweating as I fucked her.
She was helpless, and laid there beneath me, thrusting up to meet my cock, wanting it all inside her.
"Fuck my pussy Daddy, Make me tingle again Daddy. Give me a baby inside of me."

That's all it took, and I was splashing my cum inside of her.
I grunted as my cum poured out into her.
She felt the heat of my cum, and with one final gasp, she was writhing in her orgasm.
We humped for a minute longer, not wanting to stop the feeling of extreme pleasure we were getting from each other. Then, with another pop, my flaccid cock dropped out of her.



We laid together for a half hour just holding each other, still naked. We kissed a few more times, and we talked about what had just happened.
We were like new lovers, starting our relationship again, but still knowing I am her Daddy...but a Daddy that has found even more pleasure in loving his little girl.

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Daddy's Joy Part I

By The Godfather
Written by a man.



After being married to Melissa for 7 years, I knew our relationship was not like it used to be.
The excitement was gone, the spontaneous smiles and laughter was gone, and the ability to communicate to each other was long gone.
We co-existed with each other for the last 3 years of the marriage, before she found a younger man, and left me alone, with our daughter, Joy.
Joy was 5 when her mother left, and she was hurting for quite a while.
She didn't understand why people break up, and leave their families.
I have to admit, I didn't understand it either.
I knew things weren't great, but to leave me, and her daughter, for a younger guy, that was what bothered me.
What was all the hype about younger lovers?
I gave her security, love, and all the comforts, but I guess she needed more.



For the next year, Joy would cuddle up to me every chance she got, resting her head on my chest, rubbing my chest, (I guess she liked the feel of my chest hair as she ran her fingers through it).
She constantly asked if she could sleep with me, to feel the security of knowing one of her parents still was with her.
She was afraid that I would be leaving too. Like I said, she didn't really understand the whole thing.
It didn't take long for me to notice that I missed the touch of a woman, and that Joys body next to mine was the only touch I knew anymore.
The way she played with my chest was very much the way her mother did, and she even rolled over to hug me when she slept, like her mother did.
My little girl was so much like Melissa. I missed Melissa, more than I cared to admit.



A few years later, when Joy was 8, she was more comfortable with being alone with me.
She still wanted to cuddle alot, which was ok with me, but she was used to not seeing her Mom.
It broke my heart to know that Melissa moved away, and didn't take the time to even talk to Joy.
Joy mentioned her less and less.
That part of our lives was behind us. But the feelings of emptiness were still with me, deep in my heart, and I knew those feelings were with Joy too, so I loved her as much as I could.



At the age of 10, Joy began to blossom a little, growing taller, and starting to develop her little breasts. Her hips were becoming more well defined, and her face was losing those babylike features.
She was becoming a little lady, and I was afraid of losing my little girl too.
Because she was developing, I tried to ween her off of sleeping with me, and from having me give her her bath, but she still seemed to want that.
It was becoming difficult for me to keep my composure though, feeling her young breasts rub against me at night, seeing her young slender body as I washed her back in the tub.
God, I wished I had met another woman, so these feelings I found myself feeling for Joy would have gone away.
I had a problem with trusting women after Melissa though, so I was alone, with Joy, and with my frustrations.



Now that Joy is 13, and I have gotten a bit more secure at my job, things seem to be going good for us.
We have still got that closeness that every father dreams of with his child, and more. I say more because last night, things changed with us.
Joy still asks me to cuddle with her, and being a weekend night, we cuddled together and watched a movie.
She had her arm around me, and her other hand was doing as it had been doing for years now, rubbing my chest, moving my shirt aside to access my skin.
Well, after the movie, I told her it was time to take her bath, and she gathered her things, and went in to the bathroom, leaving the door open as she filled her bath, and stepped in.
I heard the splash as she sat down, and grinned, knowing she was a happy, and healthy little woman.



My little girl had grown into quite a good looking young lady, too.
She's 5'2", and weighs about 100 pounds, her lovely long blonde curly hair drapes down to her shoulders, and her blue eyes sparkle.
Joy called out to me to get her some more shampoo after being in the tub for more than 15 minutes, and I got up from the couch, and walked into the bathroom to give it to her.
As I walked closer to her, I noticed that her face was red, and wondered if the water was too hot.
I reached in to test the water, and that's when I received the surprise that I had hoped I would never have to deal with. I noticed that her little pussy lips were red and swollen.
My little Joy had been playing with herself in the tub all that time.
Now, I knew she was 13, and that this was inevitable, but I guess I always hoped there would be a woman in our lives that could have this talk with Joy, and since there wasn't, I guess I was deficient in taking care of it myself.
I was shocked, amazed, and I don't know why, but I was noticing that my penis was growing erect as I saw her, and thought about her being a sexual being.
God, I couldn't control the thoughts that were going through my mind at that time. I wondered if maybe there was some chance that her cuddling with me was what triggered her feelings, but dismissed that as wishful thinking.
It was then that I knew my sense of control and my morality were in danger.
I actually wished it was me that excited her.




"Joy, honey, are you okay?" I asked her, not knowing how to approach the subject.



"Yes Daddy, I'm fine. Would you please scrub my back for me while you're in here though?" was her answer.



I was at a loss for words, and I just couldn't seem to clear the fog in my head.
I instinctively reached for the soap, and started scrubbing, her shoulders first, then down her back, and ending up just above the crack of that pretty little butt.
She wiggled around a little to give me better access to her butt, leaning forward so I could reach better.
I couldn't help myself, and I soaped along the crack, feeling her little anus as my fingers slipped over it, and then, feeling the pouting lips of her pussy.
I heard her sigh, and felt my cock hardening, and without another thought, dropped the soap, and told her to finish washing herself, and get ready for bed.
I was amazed that I actually had the willpower to walk out of there, and I was even more shocked now, knowing that my little girl wanted to feel my touch, in her most private spots.
The picture of those two lovely petals, and knowing that I had just touched her there was just too much.
I could feel my cock pressing against my pants, and as hard as I tried to clear my mind, I just couldn't.



She finished her bath, and I heard the water draining as she was singing to herself.
She dried off, and I saw her walk to the door naked, reaching for her panties and nightshirt by the sink.
I knew she was giving me a peek purposely, and I took advantage of it.
Her perky little breasts were bouncing a little as she balanced herself to put her panties on. God, what a sight she was.
After she was dressed, she came out and handed me her towel and asked me to help dry her hair, as I had done for years.
I took the towel, and pulled her closer, smiling at her, as she lowered herself onto my lap.
She was now sitting on the stiffness that was causing me great discomfort, and I knew there was no way she would not notice the way it was throbbing, pushing up against her butt with each beat of my heart.
I dried her hair, and as she was getting off of me, she pushed once against me, harder, and she seemed to wiggle her butt purposely, to tease me.
She gave me a kiss on the cheek, and a big hug, and she was off to bed.
I sat there for what seemed like hours mesmerized by what had just taken place, but it was only minutes.
I had to relieve the pressure that was building inside of me, and I knew there was only one way to do that.
I turned off the lights, and retired to my bedroom, took off my clothes, and layed back on my bed.
My cock was hard still, and stretching towards the ceiling as I lay there thinking of my Joy.
I knew that this was wrong, to think about my own daughter like this, but I had no control left in me.
I reached down, and took my cock into my hand, letting out a small gasp as I touched the head, and slid my hand downwards all the way to the base of my cock.
My eyes closed as I was finally feeling some relief.
My hand continuing to pump up and down my cock, from my balls back to the head.
My precum was dripping out of the head already, softening the grip I had on my cock.
It was then that the most embarrassing moment of my life awoke me to the realization that Joy was standing by the foot of my bed, staring at me, watching me masturbate.



"Daddy, can I sleep with you tonight?" she asked, as she watched me grab the blanket to cover myself.
" I want to be close to you tonight, like we always used to be...but...er...if you're too busy, I could go back to my bed. *giggle* ".



"I...um...honey, yes, you can sleep with me tonight, but let me get something on."
What else could I have said, that I was too busy masturbating over the thought of her pretty little pussy to allow her to cuddle with me?



I reached for my pajama bottoms, and as I slid them on, she was staring at me, trying to see anything she could.
I was lost now, there was not a thread of control in my body, my eyes teased by her beauty, my hands longing again for the feel of her smooth body, and my cock, teased and abandoned.
She slid in next to me, and came as close as she could, lifting her left leg over me as she faced me and held me.


"Daddy, what were you doing when I came into the room?"


God, I was hoping she wouldn't ask that.
She did, however, and I had to come up with some reasonable answer. I wished her mother was here.
"Honey, I was touching myself, because I was all tingly down there. It happens when you get older. You get a feeling that you want to make it feel better, so I was taking care of that. Its a part of sex Joy, and I know that it's about time for me to have that talk with you, if it's ok with you."


I was hoping she would say no, she didn't want me to, and I could roll over and with the rest of the dignity I had left, try to sleep.
She is a coy teenager though, and knew that she had me in her spell, so it didn't go exactly as I had hoped.
"Yes Daddy, I'd like that very much. Why did you feel all tingly down there tonight, Daddy?"
It was apparent that she was going to make this hard on me, as if she hadn't already.
"Sweetheart, men like women, and women like men. When we are in love, we like to touch each other, to make each other feel good, and it has been a long time since I have toched a woman like that. I was merely thinking of how it used to feel, and that's why I had that feeling tonight, and I was touching myself and pretending that it was a woman doing it for me."


That was a half truth, as it was her I was dreaming of. I was dreaming of her hands on my cock, touching me the way I had touched her in the bathtub.


"Daddy, I know about touching myself. I have done that, too." she stated, and then she blushed.
"But I wasn't dreaming of having just any man touch me down there as I touched myself. Daddy, I was dreaming about you touching me."



I almost came right there.
My own daughter, my little Joy was telling me that she wanted me to touch her sexually. My cock regained its hardness immediately upon hearing that. "Joy, honey, you are my daughter, and I am your father... and I am not supposed to touch you like that.
What happened in the bathtub was just an accident.
I was washing your back, and you moved for me to finish washing you..."


She stopped me by placing her hand over my mouth, and then sliding it down to my bare chest, stroking it as she had always done.

"Daddy, I know that, but we have each other, and that's all that we have. I don't like the boys at school, they say I am not good enough to have a mother, and say I must have been bad, real bad, for my mother to leave me, but Daddy, I know that isn't true. I know that she left us, just like you said, because she fell in love with someone else."

Her eyes were staring into mine, digging deep into my soul.
I knew she was mature enough to understand why her mother left, and to understand that love sometimes just makes you do things.
So, why wouldn't she be mature enough to understand that though this is wrong, it's just a way for us to console each other?
I was trying to justify what was about to happen in my mind, but I also knew that with, or without justification, it was too late to stop, and had gone too far to turn back.
"Honey, did you like the way Daddy was touching you in the bathtub?"



I had to know.
She answered without a thought
"Yes Daddy, oh yes, I did. It felt soooo good to have your hands touch me, like I touch myself. I wished you didn't stop though."
I reached over, and put my hand on her leg that was laying over me. My cock was springing through my pajamas, and I knew she felt it again, throbbing against her.
My hand began rubbing up and down her thigh, going farther with each swipe.
Soon, my hand was rubbing her butt through her panties.

"Honey, you were touching yourself in the bathtub before I came in tonight, weren't you?" I asked.
I moved my hand up to her chin and held it so she was looking into my eyes.
"Yyyyes Daddy, I was." she said quietly.
"I had that tingly feeling tonight too, and I am getting it again."


My hand drew her face closer to mine, and I kissed her softly on the cheek, letting her know that I thought it was alright.
She moved her face, so my kiss was soon planted on her lips, and we kissed for a second like that, and then, it started.
She opened her lips slightly, and I did the same.
My heart was racing, and I thought it was going to beat out of my chest as we kissed deeper, our lips joined, and our saliva mingling as one.
She was the first to move her tongue, and pushed it into my mouth, wagging it wildly against mine.
She was obviously inexperienced at this, but the feeling of having my little girls tongue pushed into my mouth was a more than adequate feeling.
My tongue came out to meet hers, and we were kissing passionately.

My hand soon was back on her butt, and my fingers were slipping under the seam of her panties, wanting to feel her smoothe skin against my hand.
The contrast of her smoothe skin, against my dry, rough hand was incredible.



I suggested that we go a step further, and remove our clothes.
She lightened up the dark room with her smile.
She bounded out of bed, and removed her nightshirt, and then her panties, revealing to me that young pussy, with just a hint of hair starting to form on her mound.
Her curves were so obviously those of a young girl, but yet prominant enough to be those of a woman.
Her breasts, so small and firm, so inviting. I raised my ass off the bed, and slipped my pajamas off, and pushed them down to my ankles.

She grabbed them, and took them off, freeing my ankles.
She then climbed back into the bed, and back against me.
I couldn't believe the feeling of having my little daughter laying naked against me, how incredibly erotic and naughty it felt to have this little beauties body against mine.

"Daddy, would it be okay if I touched your thing?"

The innocence of that statement alone brought me close to cumming.
"Yes Joy honey, go ahead. That's my penis honey, but sometimes it's also called a cock. You can touch it if you want to."


She smiled, and reached over and touched it, first with one finger, then two, and soon she had her whole hand wrapped around it.
She didn't move her hand at first, and I was glad.
Any movement at that point would have surely made me cum.
She rubbed her leg against mine as she gripped my cock.
Her hand began to move on it as she stared at it. "Is this the way you were touching it Daddy?"

She began to increase the tempo, pumping me harder. "Yes baby girl, yes, that's the way I was touching it.
That feels so good honey, rub my cock. Rub Daddys cock."

I reached down her leg, and I moved my hand around to the front.
My hand found her pubic mound, and my fingers found her slit.
I could feel the wetness forming between them, and the warmth eminating from her lips.
Her pussy was so wet, and her legs opened wide to allow me better access.
My middle finger split her lips, and found her little hole. I eased it inside slowly, feeling her hole start to give.
God, she was so tight.

As I was doing this, her hand continued to work on my cock.
We continued our manual ministartions for a little while, getting used to feeling and touching each other. Then, I broke the silence.

" Joy, there are other ways of making each other feel good too, and I'll show you what I mean, if you'll just turn around."

She got right up, eager to learn more, and eager to please me.
She moved, so her ass was inches from my face.
I picked her up with ease, and shifted her, so her pussy was only inches from my mouth.
I took one last close up look at her pussy, watching it pulsate with excitement, and I told her..

"Honey, we can lick each other, too, to make each other feel good. Tell me how you like this."
And then I lowered her hips, pushing down on them, and extended my tongue.
My tongue found her wetness, and went straight inside of her.
She tightened her little body, and gasped as my tongue got its first taste of her.
I felt her pussy tense up as my tongue probed deeper into her.
Her wetness covering my tongue, and the taste was so pure, so good, so young.
She rocked back and forth on my tongue, grinding her pussy faster on my face, drawing my tongue inside of her virgin pussy until she was shuddering.

My tongue pulled out, and found her little clit, and sucked it into my mouth, lashing against it as I sucked her to her first ever orgasm.
Joy shrieked as she felt herself slip into that luscious feeling, wave after wave of pleasure.
She was never able to achieve this feeling when touching herself.
Now, Joy understood why this feeling could have drawn her mother away, to find this feeling, it could draw her away, too.
But Joy found this incredible pleasure from the very man that her mother had abandoned 8 years ago. I understood now also, why Melissa left for a younger lover.





CHAPTER TWO









"Daddy, that was great, but can I lick you, too? I want to lick your cock, and make you feel as good as you just made me feel."
I melted at the thought of my little girl sucking on my cock. the thought was so absurd, yet so delicious.

"Sure you can honey, if you want to.
You don't have to though. Just be careful that your teeth don't hurt Daddy."
Joy moved down, putting her head closer to her Daddys cock, and reaching out, she held it in her hand, and guided it to her open mouth.
I groaned loudly as I felt her tongue lick lightly over the swollen head, and then down my shaft.
I ran my fingers through her hair as she opened her mouth wider, and the head of my cock slid into her hot young mouth.
I opened my eyes long enough to see her mouth enclose my cock, and to see her lips slide down as far as she could take it.
I felt her gag when it touched the back of her throat, and she backed off of my cock until she was more comfortable.
My daughter was taking half of my cock into her mouth, and I was in heaven.

I felt my cock twitch, and Joy was sucking faster, and I knew I would not be able to hold on much longer.
I also knew that I had to warn her about what happens when a man cums.
"Joy, sweetheart, you need to know something." I said between my fast shallow breaths.
She opened her eyes and looked up at me, but continued to suck on me.
"You know that feeling that you just had when Daddy was licking you? Well, when a man gets that feeling, white stuff comes out of his cock.
The white stuff is what makes babies when it goes into a girls pussy." I explained further, "Some girls like it to go into their mouths, and some don't. I am about to have that feeling baby."

She smiled as I finshed telling her that, and she never stopped. I was breathing heavier, and my cock was about to explode.
Joy seemed to know it, and she sucked harder.
My cock was sliding farther into her sweet young mouth now, and I felt it coming.

"Ohh, Joy, here it comes."
I began to cum, draining my balls into my daughters mouth.
She sucked harder, and I could feel her throat muscles as she swallowed my load, one mouthful at a time.
She wasn't able to catch it all, and some of my cum spilled over, out of her mouth, around my cock, and down her chin.
She finally took her mouth off of me when she felt the last spasm, and tasted the last drop as it escaped from my now shriveling cock.
"Daddy, that tasted so good, thank you for letting me have it. But, Daddy, look at what your cock is doing, it's shrinking." She giggled a bit as she stared at my cock.

"Yes honey, after a cock does that, it goes down like that, until it gets excited again." She just stared at it, soaking in all that I was telling her.
My cum still dripping down her chin.


She was giggling, and playful now.
Joy had just experienced something that should have come years from now, and she knew it.
She felt like such a big girl, and I could tell she liked that feeling.
She cuddled up next to me, and tickled me a little as she held me.
I rolled over and tickled her back, grabbing her waist and rolling her on her back.
I climbed on top of her, and she was laughing as my hands and fingers felt her body, tickling her.
She looked up into my eyes as I stopped tickling her, and she said.
"Daddy, your cock is excited again."
I hadn't really noticed, because I was enjoying this new found closeness between us, but my cock was once again hard, and standing straight out.
She blew me a kiss and asked me if I would like another kiss on it.
"Sweetie, there is another way for us to feel good.
It's usually only for adults though, like everything else we've done, but this part is different.
Girls have a shield inside of their little pussies, and a man puts his cock inside of a girl, but after the first time, the shield is no longer there.
If we try that, your virginity will be gone forever.
Most women save that for the man that they love."


Her face was wrinkled.
I could tell she was trying to understand what I was telling her.
"When a man loves a woman, he puts his cock inside of her, and it feels good honey, and thats when the white stuff, or cum, comes out and sometimes it makes a baby inside of her."

"Daddy, could you make a baby inside of me? " She asked.
That question floored me.
I couldn't believe what she had just asked.
"Oh honey, maybe some day, but for now, we can just try to have more fun like I just described, if you want to try it."


She smiled, and my cock was jumping on her chest. "Yes Daddy, yes. Please put it in me."


I lowered my head, and kissed her tenderly.
Feeling her breath as it escaped into my mouth.
I then brought my head lower, climbing off of her, until my lips were on her little nipples.
I could feel her nipples hardening as I sucked them, one after another into my mouth, cupping her tiny breasts in my hands.
Her eyes were rolling back, and her hips were undulating on the sheets as I played with her little tits.
She liked that, and I would have to remember that.
She reached over and held my cock as I continued to suck on her nipples.
I reached down and slid a finger into her easily.
She was still wet from my tongue, and her juices.
I worked my finger around, and further in until I met resistance from her hymen.

"Honey, it will hurt a little bit when I push my cock inside of you, but it will feel better in a little while. Is that okay?"

She didn't seem to care about the little bit of pain, because she was trying to move my cock down by her open legs.
She wanted to get her first fuck, and nothing was going to stop her now.

"Daddy, please. put it inside of me, I want to feel your cock in me."

I couldn't resist that plea, so I moved down, and had my cock above her pussy, and I reached down, to guide the head to her opening.
She let out a little scream as she felt it against her hole. "Daddy, Yesssss!"


I was as excited as I had ever been, or more.
Hearing my little girl beg me to fuck her was more than I could take. I pushed and the head was buried inside of her.
I stopped for a minute, to let her pussy get used to the feeling of having a cock inside of it.
She was rubbing my ass as I held my position.
Our lips met again, and locked in a kiss.
Our tongues met again as we locked in a kiss, and as my cock pushed in a little more.
She let out a squeal as my hard cock pushed her little vagina open. My hips pushed again, and my cock sunk into her until I felt the wall of her hymen.
I told her that it might hurt a little now, and she begged me to continue.
I pushed once more, and we both felt the pop.
My little girl was no longer a virgin, and I was the one to take that from her.
She cried out a little, whimpers coming from her tightly closed lips.
Her eyes wincing in pain, but the rest of her face telling me to continue. I held still for a minute, and looked down to see a small trickle of blood dripping from her pussy.

She started to thrust her little hips up towards me, plunging my cock in deeper.
My girl was a sex crazed little maniac, and I loved it.
I pushed deeper, until my entire cock was buried in her.
I started fucking her harder, withdrawing my cock, and shoving it back in, feeling her juices coat my cock, and hearing the sucking noises of her tiny pussy engulfing my cock.
I pumped her harder. I was balancing on my hands, and I was sweating as I fucked her.
She was helpless, and laid there beneath me, thrusting up to meet my cock, wanting it all inside her.
"Fuck my pussy Daddy, Make me tingle again Daddy. Give me a baby inside of me."

That's all it took, and I was splashing my cum inside of her.
I grunted as my cum poured out into her.
She felt the heat of my cum, and with one final gasp, she was writhing in her orgasm.
We humped for a minute longer, not wanting to stop the feeling of extreme pleasure we were getting from each other. Then, with another pop, my flaccid cock dropped out of her.



We laid together for a half hour just holding each other, still naked. We kissed a few more times, and we talked about what had just happened.
We were like new lovers, starting our relationship again, but still knowing I am her Daddy...but a Daddy that has found even more pleasure in loving his little girl.

Monday, February 20, 2006

The Shower

Unknown Author
Written by a woman.

Dana woke up and found herself tied to a bed, in a room with no windows. there was little in the room, just a bed and a cabinet that appeared to be locked.

She felt the immense pain in her side from the punch, and she felt the ties restricting her motion.
Her legs were secured to the bedposts, with a metal rod cuffed between them to keep them open.
She also felt an odd burning in her crotch.

" I hope you have learned that you are no longer Dana, and no longer are entitled to an opinion, or a choice in what you do or what is done to you. I could continue to punish you, but I think you might have an easier time if you try to follow my orders. While you took a nap, I took the liberty of having you conform to another of my rules.
You are not allowed to have pubic hair, so I shaved that nasty pussy of yours. I didn't use water or cream to do it, so you might feel a little itching and burning, but you will get used to that. I'm glad you're awake now though, so you can share in this moment.

Wendy leaned over Dana and put her hands around her neck.
Dana winced, expecting some sort or abuse, but instead felt a collar being put around her neck, with a metal tag hanging from it.
The collar was securely fastened, and Wendy stood back to admire her pet.
Dana looked down, and over her breasts she saw her bare pubic mound, red and irritated, she saw the ties around her feet, and she felt the pain still in her side. Surely someone would be searching for her by now.



" Now, I think it's time to get you ready for your first night as a slave slut.
All slave sluts prefer to be teased for long periods of time, with no relief, so I have a cabinet full of toys that I will introduce you to in time.
For now though, you will spend your first night keeping this butt plug warm for me, and wearing this mask to cover your slut face.
Wendy slid the rubber mask over her head, and when it was on, she attached a ball gag to it, put it into her mouth, and tightened it.
Wendy inserted the butt plug into Danas' ass, without lube of any kind.
She jammed it into her tight ass, and Dana winced with pain, unable to scream.
Wendy attached the plug to a strap, and tied it around her waist, so the plug would stay in place over night. " Good night slut, you may rest for the night, and I suggest you do. Your day will be a learning experience tomorrow, and you'll need your energy. "



Wendy turned out the light, and left the room.
Dana laid there trying to fall asleep, hoping that she would wake and find it was all a dream.
Dana also knew that she was not tired, though she had been through hell, because she had passed out for an unknown period of time, and because it was still early in the evening.
So, instead of sleeping, Dana laid awake, feeling the pressure of the plug in her ass, the sting on her face and in her crotch, the gag in her mouth, and the intense pain in her side.
Dana also realised that she was very thirsty, and that the last fluid she had tasted was her own urine, which did little to quench her thirst.
At some point during the night, after hours of trying, Dana drifted off to sleep, leaving her torture behind for a short, but sweet slumber.



Dana was awoken sometime during the middle of the night by feeling her gag being released from her mouth. " Are you hungry or thirsty, slave? "

" Yes mistress, I am. "
Dana remembered to add the title of mistress that time, hoping it would get her something to drink.

Wendy produced a jug of water, and took a long drink from it.
" I might have the heart to give you something to drink, slut, would you like that?"

"Yes mistress, please. I'm so thirsty."

"Well, I think that maybe you might deserve a drink now."
Wendy walked over to the bed, placing the jug just out of Danas' reach, and it was then that Dana noticed Wendy was not dressed from the waist down.
Wendy swung her legs around, sitting on the edge of the bed, and then climbed up more, placing her legs over Dana, eventually straddling her.



Wendy crawled up, placing her pussy inches from Danas' mouth.
" Can you see how wet my pussy is, slut? Can you feel the need for that wetness on your lips? "
Dana was repulsed by the thought of tasting another woman's pussy.
She had never thought about it as an option for her sex life, but she knew she was not going to have a say in this.
Wendy slid her pussy over Danas' lips, and covering the rubber mask with her juices.
Dana smelled the heady aroma of her pussy for the first time, and knew it was going to be the first of many times.



She felt her lips being coated with moisture, and it felt good.
Dana was desperate for any moisture in her mouth, and slowly, reluctantly, extended her tongue and felt it rub against her mistresses pussy.
Wendy felt the tongue, and smiled.
She let out an evil chuckle, and looked down at Dana. "Well, Look at who is a cunt sucker. Do you like my pussy, slut? You love eating it, don't you?"
Wendy ground her hips faster and harder against Danas' face, forcing her tongue to go deeper into her pink folds.
Dana was gasping for air, being smothered by her mistresses pussy.



She was tasting her juices, as they were flowing freely down her throat.
Danas' mouth was once again wet, and she felt like if her mouth wasn't covered with pussy, she could speak, and she actually felt like she would be asking for more.
Wendy rotated her hips faster, grinding her pussy into Danas' mouth, Dana answering by sticking her tongue out farther, then stopping to lick faster around her mistresses clit.
Wendy moaned out loud as her clit was being sucked on by her new slut.
Dana was trying desperately to try to gain some sort of pleasure herself, but she couldn't break the ties to touch herself.
She was hot, and she knew that her own pussy was as wet as the one she was sucking.



Wendy rocked with a fevered pitch, and convulsed as she sent a flood of cum splashing down onto the mask, and into her sluts mouth.
Dana slurped greedily at her cum, drinking all that she could suck out.
And as fast as she got on Danas' mouth, Wendy got off of her, looking down at her, smiling.
" You are quite a good cunt licker, I think you've had practice, you slut. I think you were good enough in fact to get your drink. "
Wendy got off the bed and grabbed the jug of water.
Wendy took a long drink from it, swishing it around in her mouth, and then spitting it out on her slaves tits.
She took another drink, this time swallowing it.
She then lifted the jug, and tilted it, pouring the precious water onto Dana's hot, exhausted body. the cool liquid made her nipples stand erect.
Danas' hopes of a drink went as the last drops trickled from the empty jug onto the bed, and all over her.

Wendy again got on the bed and straddled danas' face.
" I said you deserved a drink, so slut, here it is. "
Wendy straddled her captives mouth, placing her pussy right over her parted lips.
Fear shot throughout Danas' weak body.
Would she actually do this?
Could she withstand the humiliation of drinking Wendys' piss?
None of these questions were answered in Danas' mind however before Wendys golden stream splashed out, filling Danas mouth.
" Bitch, if you know what's good for you, you won't spill a drop of this. "

Dana felt herself passing out with disgust, but hung on long enough to feel and taste the last drop of her mistresses piss to trickle down her throat.
She felt Wendy wipe her pussy over her eyes, to clean the piss away, and she felt the sting as the urine got into her eyes, before she passed out.



Dana awoke, still tied, laying on an extremely wet bed, and she remembered how she had been shamed the night before.
All because she wasn't willing to take a chance on Wendy.
She fought against her restraints again, but still was powerless to escape. the plug in her ass was getting very uncomfortable. Wendy opened the door and walked in, and smiled at her sweet redhead slave
. " I have a surprise for you, slut. There is a visitor here that I want you to meet, but first, I want you to wash the stink from your body. "
Wendy released the metal prong between Danas legs, and freed the ties holding her feet.
Wendy removed the rubber mask, pulling it off with one swipe, allowing it to snap against her jaw as it slipped free.
Her arms were freed now, and Wendy grabbed her by the hair once again.
Wendy led her to the bathroom, where she ordered her to sit on the toilet.
Wendy produced a pair of clippers, and grabbing Danas' hair again, started to cut it away. locks of red hair fell to the floor.
Dana wept as she saw the hair she had taken such good care of, and was so proud of, fall. Wendy kept clipping until there was no hair left. Dana was now completely bald.



Wendy led her to the shower, and turned it on, cold at first. Dana felt her nipples harden again under the jets of cold water.
Wendy picked up the soap and lathered Danas' body, telling her that she wasn't worth the expense of the shampoo, which is why she shaved her head.
Wendy finished lathering up her slave, and instructed her to rinse off. Dana did so, and stepped out of the shower.



Wendy threw her an old towel, one that smelled like an animal. It was still damp.
Dana dried herself and awaited her mistresses commands. Wendy took two silver clamps from the shelf, and tightened them, one after the other, to Danas' nipples. She then attached a chain between them.
Wendy grabbed Dana by the arm and led her into the basement.
As they approached the bottom of the stairs, Dana froze with horror.
There was a German shepherd tied to a post in the middle of the floor.
Dana didn't want to think about what was next, but she knew that she was about to be degraded in the worst way imaginable.
" This is your master, you will show him every bit as much respect as you would show me, do you understand? "

" Mistress, I..."
That hesitation caused a sharp slap to land on Danas' ass.
"Yes mistress, I understand."
Wendy led Dana closer to the dog, and instructed her to stand before him. There she stood, not a hair on her body, nipples clamped tight, and still holding the plug in her ass, standing in front of a beast that was obviously there as part of her humiliation.

" Kneel bitch, face your master at his level."
Dana got down on her hands and knees, facing the dog, and Wendy pushed his face to hers. The dog stuck his tongue out and licked Danas' face, " Suck on his tongue, bitch, taste his doggie spit. "
Dana stuck out her tongue and felt hers meet his, and she sucked it into her mouth, feeling how hot and wet it was.
" Now, turn around and let him smell that raunchy pussy of yours. "
Wendy was making up the routine as she went, and was loving the sight of this woman who caused her such pain just a day before, suffering more pain than she had inflicted.

Dana turned, presenting her ass for the dogs inquisitive nose.
The dog stuck his nose right between her legs, sniffing, and stuck his tongue out again, and lightly licked her pussy. she started to cry at the first sign of sexual contact.
Wendy broke their contact then, and brought the dog to her face. "


I think he likes you, slut. Why don't you get to know him a little better? Reach out and touch his cock. Play with it and make it hard. "
Dana hesitated.
She knew that if she gave in to this, she would forever be a dog fucking whore in her mind.
She felt the chain attached to the nipple clamps pulling hard on her almost dragging her to the dog.
Damn, that hurt.
She reached out and touched the dogs red cock that was just starting to protrude from the sheath.
It was slimy and warm, and it seemed to double in size when she first touched it.
The dog was prancing around, wanting the feeling in his cock to continue, but also wanting to feel something different.
" Taste your masters cock, slut. Let him feel that tongue that was so good to me. "


" Yes mistress, I'll suck on his cock for you mistress."

Dana felt like she was split in half, half being terrified and disgusted, and the other half enjoying her new role.
The dog leaned forward a bit, giving her room to stick her bald head beneath his stomach, and taking his cock in her hands, she guided it to her lips.
Her tongue came out and swirled over the tip of his cock.
She was dizzy, lost in the depravity of what she was doing.
She closed her mouth around his cock, and pushed more of it into her mouth.
The dog jumped up, placing his front paws on her shoulders, and lunged into her, pushing his cock deeper, until it hit the back of her throat.
She tasted his precum start to drain into her mouth.
It was salty, and bitter, yet she was enjoying it.


The dog was ramming his cock into her mouth harder now, fucking her like she was his bitch, which was made clear now, she was his bitch.
Wendy reached down and pushed against the butt plug, causing her to squirm.
She then gave a fast tug, and the plug was finally released from her ass. Wendy then pulled the dog off of her slut, and led him behind her.
She pointed to Danas' pussy, and the dog sniffed her one last time, and mounted her.
Dana had not felt a single touch to her pussy yet during this entire ordeal, and she was ready to feel some relief.
She actually wanted to feel this dogs cock inside of her.
She wanted to cum, and she didn't care how.
Dana was on her knees, with her head resting on the floor.
The dog pushed, and in one thrust, split her cunt wide open, and was inside of her well lubricated pussy.
Dana was lost in her lust, as out of control as the moment she was abducted.
" Master, please fuck me harder. Mistress, I want to cum, please mistress, may I cum?

The dog was fucking her pussy harder with each thrust, pushing her across the floor.

" I may let you, but only after your master has been served, bitch. You are here for HIS pleasure. I really don't care about yours. "
Wendy laid down in front of Dana, and reached for the chain, pulling it hard, stretching her tits.
She pulled Dana so that her mouth was over her mistresses pussy.
" Eat my perfect pussy! Suck my cum out of me, Pleasure me! "



Dana gladly lowered her head to Wendys' pussy, lapping at it like a kitten on a saucer of milk.
Tasting every drop of her mistresses juices.
The dog was pounding her harder still, and Wendy knew that Dana was going to be getting close to an orgasm soon.
" You had better not even think of cumming before we do or you will not be allowed to cum again.
"Dana nodded as she continued to lick Wendys' pussy.
Soon, Wendy was convulsing in orgasm, soaking her sluts face. Wendy got up and moved to Danas' ass.
She reached down and grabbed the dogs cock as it thrust into her.
She yanked at it once, ripping it from Danas' pussy, and aimed it at her ass.
The dog continued thrusting forward, not wanting to miss a beat, and poked his cock into her well stretched ass.
Dana let out a scream as the dog pounded his cock into her ass.
After a few minutes of this assault, she felt him start to fall off, and she felt a hot rush inside of her, as he released his cum deep into her ass.
" Mistress, he has cum, may I cum, please mistress? "



" I will allow you to cum, if you can live by the following rule. This is your master, and you are allowed only to cum for him. You are not allowed to cum with me, by yourself, or with anybody. Your orgasms belong to him, and him only, and then, only after he has cum. "
Dana was so desperate to cum that this agreement actually sounded fair to her.
"Yes mistress, I cum only for my master."


With that, Dana had a tremendous orgasm, feeling the dogs cock slip out of her ass at the same time.
She also realised that she wasn't even touching herself, and there was no contact to her pussy when she came.
Was she that turned on?
She was still lost.


Wendy stood up, pulling the chain and pulling Dana to her feet.
" Thank your master for his cum, bitch. Go to him and lick his cock clean for him.
She knelt in front of him, lowered her head and sucked on his cock that had just shot his cum into her ass.
She could feel the cum leaking out of her, and running down her legs.

She could taste her ass on his cock, but she enjoyed his cock too much to care.
" Slut, you must be hungry by now, why don't you scrape the dog cum running out of your ass off your legs and eat it?"

"Yes mistress, I'll lick up his cum for you. I'll clean my masters cum off of myself for you mistress."


After she had eaten every bit of cum she could find, she was led back to her room, where she was once again secured to the bed.
This was her second day as a captive slut, and she felt that she was doing well at pleasing her mistress, and her master.
She hoped she wouldn't need to be punished any further.



Two and a half years later, Wendy had lost her job that she had found, and was forced to move back to her hometown, needing her families assistance with finances, and she knew she could not explain Dana, so Wendy set her free.
Dana was saddened by the loss of her mistress, and her master, whom she served so well.


Dana was now free, and back into the world, and forced to take care of things she hadn't had to worry about for quite some time. All of this meant that she would need work to support herself.



God, she hoped she could explain her absence from the business world for the last two and a half years.

Friday, February 17, 2006

The Next Door Neighbour

Written by a woman.
By MusicStar

I lived in the neighbourhood for about 6 months now. I knew my neighbours pretty well. One neighbour was gorgeous his name was Mark. He had girlfriends but they never stayed around long enough for him to start a real relationship. I knew that because I frequently found myself spying on him.

It was a hot, sticky summer day and I was out side tanning and Mark was mowing his yard. I could see the sweat dripping from his forehead. I grabbed a coke and brought it over to him.

"You sure look hot I thought you might like a drink." I smiled.

"Yeah but that's not all I would like," he said.

He then leaned down and kissed me like I have never been kissed before. I stopped to catch my breath and I kissed him back even harder. He then took me in his big strong arms inside to his house. We didn't make it pass his couch. I quickly pulled his sweaty shirt over his head and I flung it to the floor. I started to unbutton his jeans but he stopped me. He undid the top of my bikini and my breast flew out and he quickly reached over and he cradled them in his hands. He slowly rubbed them into tight, brown, nubs. He lowered me to the floor and took my breast slowly into his mouth and he sucked them. I ran my fingers through his brown curly hair and I stroked the back of his head with my fingernails. He then slid off the bottoms of my suit. I rolled over on top of him and said "You are driving me crazy I want to fuck you like you have never been fucked before."

I laid on top of him and pulled off his shorts. I grabbed the top of him thick long cock and I took all 8 inches of him into my small tight cunt. I thought I was going to rip in half. I rode him first slow then fast and I kissed his sweet lips and it made me quiver. I kept going impaling on his hard thick cock. I could feel myself coming to an orgasm and he started to twitch I knew he was ready to cum. His body rocked in motion with mine as it made rhythm with the old ceiling fan. With one last hard stroke we both climaxed and a sweet combination of sweat, cum, and my juices splashed everywhere.

I leaned down and gave him a really hard kiss and I said "I'm glad you are my neighbour."

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

The Domination of Dana Part II

by The Godfather
Writen by a man.

Dana woke up and found herself tied to a bed, in a room with no windows. there was little in the room, just a bed and a cabinet that appeared to be locked.

She felt the immense pain in her side from the punch, and she felt the ties restricting her motion.
Her legs were secured to the bedposts, with a metal rod cuffed between them to keep them open.
She also felt an odd burning in her crotch.

" I hope you have learned that you are no longer Dana, and no longer are entitled to an opinion, or a choice in what you do or what is done to you. I could continue to punish you, but I think you might have an easier time if you try to follow my orders. While you took a nap, I took the liberty of having you conform to another of my rules.
You are not allowed to have pubic hair, so I shaved that nasty pussy of yours. I didn't use water or cream to do it, so you might feel a little itching and burning, but you will get used to that. I'm glad you're awake now though, so you can share in this moment.

Wendy leaned over Dana and put her hands around her neck.
Dana winced, expecting some sort or abuse, but instead felt a collar being put around her neck, with a metal tag hanging from it.
The collar was securely fastened, and Wendy stood back to admire her pet.
Dana looked down, and over her breasts she saw her bare pubic mound, red and irritated, she saw the ties around her feet, and she felt the pain still in her side. Surely someone would be searching for her by now.



" Now, I think it's time to get you ready for your first night as a slave slut.
All slave sluts prefer to be teased for long periods of time, with no relief, so I have a cabinet full of toys that I will introduce you to in time.
For now though, you will spend your first night keeping this butt plug warm for me, and wearing this mask to cover your slut face.
Wendy slid the rubber mask over her head, and when it was on, she attached a ball gag to it, put it into her mouth, and tightened it.
Wendy inserted the butt plug into Danas' ass, without lube of any kind.
She jammed it into her tight ass, and Dana winced with pain, unable to scream.
Wendy attached the plug to a strap, and tied it around her waist, so the plug would stay in place over night. " Good night slut, you may rest for the night, and I suggest you do. Your day will be a learning experience tomorrow, and you'll need your energy. "



Wendy turned out the light, and left the room.
Dana laid there trying to fall asleep, hoping that she would wake and find it was all a dream.
Dana also knew that she was not tired, though she had been through hell, because she had passed out for an unknown period of time, and because it was still early in the evening.
So, instead of sleeping, Dana laid awake, feeling the pressure of the plug in her ass, the sting on her face and in her crotch, the gag in her mouth, and the intense pain in her side.
Dana also realised that she was very thirsty, and that the last fluid she had tasted was her own urine, which did little to quench her thirst.
At some point during the night, after hours of trying, Dana drifted off to sleep, leaving her torture behind for a short, but sweet slumber.



Dana was awoken sometime during the middle of the night by feeling her gag being released from her mouth. " Are you hungry or thirsty, slave? "

" Yes mistress, I am. "
Dana remembered to add the title of mistress that time, hoping it would get her something to drink.

Wendy produced a jug of water, and took a long drink from it.
" I might have the heart to give you something to drink, slut, would you like that?"

"Yes mistress, please. I'm so thirsty."

"Well, I think that maybe you might deserve a drink now."
Wendy walked over to the bed, placing the jug just out of Danas' reach, and it was then that Dana noticed Wendy was not dressed from the waist down.
Wendy swung her legs around, sitting on the edge of the bed, and then climbed up more, placing her legs over Dana, eventually straddling her.



Wendy crawled up, placing her pussy inches from Danas' mouth.
" Can you see how wet my pussy is, slut? Can you feel the need for that wetness on your lips? "
Dana was repulsed by the thought of tasting another woman's pussy.
She had never thought about it as an option for her sex life, but she knew she was not going to have a say in this.
Wendy slid her pussy over Danas' lips, and covering the rubber mask with her juices.
Dana smelled the heady aroma of her pussy for the first time, and knew it was going to be the first of many times.



She felt her lips being coated with moisture, and it felt good.
Dana was desperate for any moisture in her mouth, and slowly, reluctantly, extended her tongue and felt it rub against her mistresses pussy.
Wendy felt the tongue, and smiled.
She let out an evil chuckle, and looked down at Dana. "Well, Look at who is a cunt sucker. Do you like my pussy, slut? You love eating it, don't you?"
Wendy ground her hips faster and harder against Danas' face, forcing her tongue to go deeper into her pink folds.
Dana was gasping for air, being smothered by her mistresses pussy.



She was tasting her juices, as they were flowing freely down her throat.
Danas' mouth was once again wet, and she felt like if her mouth wasn't covered with pussy, she could speak, and she actually felt like she would be asking for more.
Wendy rotated her hips faster, grinding her pussy into Danas' mouth, Dana answering by sticking her tongue out farther, then stopping to lick faster around her mistresses clit.
Wendy moaned out loud as her clit was being sucked on by her new slut.
Dana was trying desperately to try to gain some sort of pleasure herself, but she couldn't break the ties to touch herself.
She was hot, and she knew that her own pussy was as wet as the one she was sucking.



Wendy rocked with a fevered pitch, and convulsed as she sent a flood of cum splashing down onto the mask, and into her sluts mouth.
Dana slurped greedily at her cum, drinking all that she could suck out.
And as fast as she got on Danas' mouth, Wendy got off of her, looking down at her, smiling.
" You are quite a good cunt licker, I think you've had practice, you slut. I think you were good enough in fact to get your drink. "
Wendy got off the bed and grabbed the jug of water.
Wendy took a long drink from it, swishing it around in her mouth, and then spitting it out on her slaves tits.
She took another drink, this time swallowing it.
She then lifted the jug, and tilted it, pouring the precious water onto Dana's hot, exhausted body. the cool liquid made her nipples stand erect.
Danas' hopes of a drink went as the last drops trickled from the empty jug onto the bed, and all over her.

Wendy again got on the bed and straddled danas' face.
" I said you deserved a drink, so slut, here it is. "
Wendy straddled her captives mouth, placing her pussy right over her parted lips.
Fear shot throughout Danas' weak body.
Would she actually do this?
Could she withstand the humiliation of drinking Wendys' piss?
None of these questions were answered in Danas' mind however before Wendys golden stream splashed out, filling Danas mouth.
" Bitch, if you know what's good for you, you won't spill a drop of this. "

Dana felt herself passing out with disgust, but hung on long enough to feel and taste the last drop of her mistresses piss to trickle down her throat.
She felt Wendy wipe her pussy over her eyes, to clean the piss away, and she felt the sting as the urine got into her eyes, before she passed out.



Dana awoke, still tied, laying on an extremely wet bed, and she remembered how she had been shamed the night before.
All because she wasn't willing to take a chance on Wendy.
She fought against her restraints again, but still was powerless to escape. the plug in her ass was getting very uncomfortable. Wendy opened the door and walked in, and smiled at her sweet redhead slave
. " I have a surprise for you, slut. There is a visitor here that I want you to meet, but first, I want you to wash the stink from your body. "
Wendy released the metal prong between Danas legs, and freed the ties holding her feet.
Wendy removed the rubber mask, pulling it off with one swipe, allowing it to snap against her jaw as it slipped free.
Her arms were freed now, and Wendy grabbed her by the hair once again.
Wendy led her to the bathroom, where she ordered her to sit on the toilet.
Wendy produced a pair of clippers, and grabbing Danas' hair again, started to cut it away. locks of red hair fell to the floor.
Dana wept as she saw the hair she had taken such good care of, and was so proud of, fall. Wendy kept clipping until there was no hair left. Dana was now completely bald.



Wendy led her to the shower, and turned it on, cold at first. Dana felt her nipples harden again under the jets of cold water.
Wendy picked up the soap and lathered Danas' body, telling her that she wasn't worth the expense of the shampoo, which is why she shaved her head.
Wendy finished lathering up her slave, and instructed her to rinse off. Dana did so, and stepped out of the shower.



Wendy threw her an old towel, one that smelled like an animal. It was still damp.
Dana dried herself and awaited her mistresses commands. Wendy took two silver clamps from the shelf, and tightened them, one after the other, to Danas' nipples. She then attached a chain between them.
Wendy grabbed Dana by the arm and led her into the basement.
As they approached the bottom of the stairs, Dana froze with horror.
There was a German shepherd tied to a post in the middle of the floor.
Dana didn't want to think about what was next, but she knew that she was about to be degraded in the worst way imaginable.
" This is your master, you will show him every bit as much respect as you would show me, do you understand? "

" Mistress, I..."
That hesitation caused a sharp slap to land on Danas' ass.
"Yes mistress, I understand."
Wendy led Dana closer to the dog, and instructed her to stand before him. There she stood, not a hair on her body, nipples clamped tight, and still holding the plug in her ass, standing in front of a beast that was obviously there as part of her humiliation.

" Kneel bitch, face your master at his level."
Dana got down on her hands and knees, facing the dog, and Wendy pushed his face to hers. The dog stuck his tongue out and licked Danas' face, " Suck on his tongue, bitch, taste his doggie spit. "
Dana stuck out her tongue and felt hers meet his, and she sucked it into her mouth, feeling how hot and wet it was.
" Now, turn around and let him smell that raunchy pussy of yours. "
Wendy was making up the routine as she went, and was loving the sight of this woman who caused her such pain just a day before, suffering more pain than she had inflicted.

Dana turned, presenting her ass for the dogs inquisitive nose.
The dog stuck his nose right between her legs, sniffing, and stuck his tongue out again, and lightly licked her pussy. she started to cry at the first sign of sexual contact.
Wendy broke their contact then, and brought the dog to her face. "


I think he likes you, slut. Why don't you get to know him a little better? Reach out and touch his cock. Play with it and make it hard. "
Dana hesitated.
She knew that if she gave in to this, she would forever be a dog fucking whore in her mind.
She felt the chain attached to the nipple clamps pulling hard on her almost dragging her to the dog.
Damn, that hurt.
She reached out and touched the dogs red cock that was just starting to protrude from the sheath.
It was slimy and warm, and it seemed to double in size when she first touched it.
The dog was prancing around, wanting the feeling in his cock to continue, but also wanting to feel something different.
" Taste your masters cock, slut. Let him feel that tongue that was so good to me. "


" Yes mistress, I'll suck on his cock for you mistress."

Dana felt like she was split in half, half being terrified and disgusted, and the other half enjoying her new role.
The dog leaned forward a bit, giving her room to stick her bald head beneath his stomach, and taking his cock in her hands, she guided it to her lips.
Her tongue came out and swirled over the tip of his cock.
She was dizzy, lost in the depravity of what she was doing.
She closed her mouth around his cock, and pushed more of it into her mouth.
The dog jumped up, placing his front paws on her shoulders, and lunged into her, pushing his cock deeper, until it hit the back of her throat.
She tasted his precum start to drain into her mouth.
It was salty, and bitter, yet she was enjoying it.


The dog was ramming his cock into her mouth harder now, fucking her like she was his bitch, which was made clear now, she was his bitch.
Wendy reached down and pushed against the butt plug, causing her to squirm.
She then gave a fast tug, and the plug was finally released from her ass. Wendy then pulled the dog off of her slut, and led him behind her.
She pointed to Danas' pussy, and the dog sniffed her one last time, and mounted her.
Dana had not felt a single touch to her pussy yet during this entire ordeal, and she was ready to feel some relief.
She actually wanted to feel this dogs cock inside of her.
She wanted to cum, and she didn't care how.
Dana was on her knees, with her head resting on the floor.
The dog pushed, and in one thrust, split her cunt wide open, and was inside of her well lubricated pussy.
Dana was lost in her lust, as out of control as the moment she was abducted.
" Master, please fuck me harder. Mistress, I want to cum, please mistress, may I cum?

The dog was fucking her pussy harder with each thrust, pushing her across the floor.

" I may let you, but only after your master has been served, bitch. You are here for HIS pleasure. I really don't care about yours. "
Wendy laid down in front of Dana, and reached for the chain, pulling it hard, stretching her tits.
She pulled Dana so that her mouth was over her mistresses pussy.
" Eat my perfect pussy! Suck my cum out of me, Pleasure me! "



Dana gladly lowered her head to Wendys' pussy, lapping at it like a kitten on a saucer of milk.
Tasting every drop of her mistresses juices.
The dog was pounding her harder still, and Wendy knew that Dana was going to be getting close to an orgasm soon.
" You had better not even think of cumming before we do or you will not be allowed to cum again.
"Dana nodded as she continued to lick Wendys' pussy.
Soon, Wendy was convulsing in orgasm, soaking her sluts face. Wendy got up and moved to Danas' ass.
She reached down and grabbed the dogs cock as it thrust into her.
She yanked at it once, ripping it from Danas' pussy, and aimed it at her ass.
The dog continued thrusting forward, not wanting to miss a beat, and poked his cock into her well stretched ass.
Dana let out a scream as the dog pounded his cock into her ass.
After a few minutes of this assault, she felt him start to fall off, and she felt a hot rush inside of her, as he released his cum deep into her ass.
" Mistress, he has cum, may I cum, please mistress? "



" I will allow you to cum, if you can live by the following rule. This is your master, and you are allowed only to cum for him. You are not allowed to cum with me, by yourself, or with anybody. Your orgasms belong to him, and him only, and then, only after he has cum. "
Dana was so desperate to cum that this agreement actually sounded fair to her.
"Yes mistress, I cum only for my master."


With that, Dana had a tremendous orgasm, feeling the dogs cock slip out of her ass at the same time.
She also realised that she wasn't even touching herself, and there was no contact to her pussy when she came.
Was she that turned on?
She was still lost.


Wendy stood up, pulling the chain and pulling Dana to her feet.
" Thank your master for his cum, bitch. Go to him and lick his cock clean for him.
She knelt in front of him, lowered her head and sucked on his cock that had just shot his cum into her ass.
She could feel the cum leaking out of her, and running down her legs.

She could taste her ass on his cock, but she enjoyed his cock too much to care.
" Slut, you must be hungry by now, why don't you scrape the dog cum running out of your ass off your legs and eat it?"

"Yes mistress, I'll lick up his cum for you. I'll clean my masters cum off of myself for you mistress."


After she had eaten every bit of cum she could find, she was led back to her room, where she was once again secured to the bed.
This was her second day as a captive slut, and she felt that she was doing well at pleasing her mistress, and her master.
She hoped she wouldn't need to be punished any further.



Two and a half years later, Wendy had lost her job that she had found, and was forced to move back to her hometown, needing her families assistance with finances, and she knew she could not explain Dana, so Wendy set her free.
Dana was saddened by the loss of her mistress, and her master, whom she served so well.


Dana was now free, and back into the world, and forced to take care of things she hadn't had to worry about for quite some time. All of this meant that she would need work to support herself.



God, she hoped she could explain her absence from the business world for the last two and a half years.

Monday, February 13, 2006

The Domination of Dana Part I

By The Godfather
Post Written by a Man

Wendy was feeling good about herself today, having recaptured control of her self, and finally getting on with her life.
Today was her first job interview since reclaiming her freedom from her mistress.
Wendy had dedicated her life to being a sexual slave, and her mistress took advantage of that decision for 3 years.
The entire time of her confinement, Wendy was subject to torture, sexual perversions, submission, and a life of service.
She liked the role she voluntarily assumed, but soon it got to be too serious, and when she was forced to give up her identity, and live only to serve her mistress, then it was more of a captive situation.

She had hoped that some day she would break free of her mistresses hold, but there were several days when that seemed unlikely, if not impossible.
The day came however when her mistress was offered a position with a company out of the country, and had to move immediately, and she couldn't wait for Wendys' passport to be processed, so Wendy was set free.
Now that Wendy had regained her freedom, and collected her thoughts, she was ready to get back into a daily routine, which included finding work.


As Wendy sat in the waiting room awaiting her interview, she felt her stomach turn.
She was nervous.
Not only hadn't she had contact with other people, except her mistress, for the past 3 years, but she hadn't had a paying job since then either.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she was called into a small office, where she was introduced to Dana Howard, her interviewer.
Dana was an attractive woman, in her late thirties.
She was a thin redhead, about 5'6" tall, and she had green eyes, that stood out amongst the locks of red hair that hung to her shoulders.

"Miss Myers, may I call you Wendy?" asked Dana

"Certainly" Wendy replied,
"and thank you for the chance to interview for this position."

" Well, I see that you were an executive secretary at your last place of employment, and we are in need of someone to enhance our secretarial staff. I see that you had all the necessary training, and skills for such a position, but Wendy, I do have one question."

Wendy felt a lump form in her throat.
" Please, feel free to ask. "

Dana looked deep into Wendys' eyes.
" I see that you haven't been employed for over three years now, and I wonder if you would be able to handle the changes in technology that have changed the way in which we perform our jobs.
In the past three years we have upgraded our systems, to the latest in fax, dictation, and word processing equipment, in order to keep up with the directives from our vast management staff.
In short Miss Myers, we are kept very busy, and we have to keep up.
I'm not convinced that you could jump into this routine after having been away from it for three years.
Could you tell me why you have not worked for that length of time? "



Wendy was afraid that she would be asked that question.
"Miss Howard, that is a very long story, one which I would be happy to share with you, but I must warn you, it's not a pleasant one. "
Wendy took a deep breath, and watched Dana adjust herself on her chair. "
I was held as a captive of sorts for the last three years. "
Wendy watched as Dana showed a look of surprise.
" I was held by a woman, and taken away from my life, and given no choices about my own life. "



Dana stammered, and asked Wendy if she needed a glass of water, as she had noticed that Wendys' voice was beginning to become raspy through the tears she had begun to shed.
Dana asked " Wendy, I'm so sorry, but I must ask, did you notify the police?
Is there a case pending against this woman? And even more curious Wendy...WHY?
Why did this woman do this to you? "

Wendy knew she was in danger of losing her chance at the position, but she knew that by refusing to answer the question was going to be perceived as a refusal to answer, and that would be suicide to her chances.
" She held me as a slave. " Wendy whispered.

" Miss Myers, did I hear you correctly? Did you say you were a slave? "

"Yes maam, I was a slave, I was used to satisfy my captor, but I assure you, that episode is over, and I am anxious to get my life back.
I have not filed a police report, because of the public embarrassment I would be forced to endure, and Miss Howard, I've suffered enough humiliation. "



It was all Dana could do to keep her jaw from dropping.
"Wendy, I don't feel that we have a place for you with us. Your absence from the business world, your choice or not, would only take away from our proficiency.
You have already missed over three years of work, why don't you miss a little more and straighten things out in your mind, and in your life. You still seem to be suffering from your...er...ordeal. "



"But Miss Howard, I am ready. I am capable, and I will be an asset, not a hindrance to your team. " pleaded Wendy.

" I'm sorry Wendy, but I don't see an amiable agreement being reached here. Thank you for your time. " and she stood up to show Wendy the door.



The pain in Wendys' eyes was evident, she realised that though physically free from her mistress, she was still under the control of her.
Her life was NOT hers again, and that grim realisation hit her hard.
Wendy rose to her feet, and walked to the door, stopping long enough to look into Danas' eyes once more, as if she was begging for Danas' understanding.
Dana stood cold at the door, and followed Wendy to the lobby.
Wendy was sobbing by the time they reached the lobby, and she wearily made her way out of the lobby, looking back one last time to see Dana smiling and gesturing to the secretary at the desk to cross her off the list.
Danas' smirk unsettled Wendy. Dana seemed to be enjoying the story.



How perverted it must sound to her, how deviant.
Dana obviously did not understand what had happened.
Wendy felt humiliated, hurt, and worse yet, she felt like she was the daily joke at that office.
The more Wendy thought about it, the madder she got.
She spent years planning her life, and dreaming of how it would resume someday.
Wendy walked out of the building, and headed for her car, where she sat and wept for a while.
As she wept, the rage built inside of her, a deep burning rage that had actually been building for more than three years.
As the rage swept forward, the humiliation passed. Wendy was feeling like there was only one way to take control of her life now, and that was to be in control of those around her.
To be in control of her settings, and to remain in control of all situations that arise.
She felt an inner strength coming out, one that she had never felt. T
he rage was making her strong, and changing her forever.



Hours had passed since she left the office, and Wendy found herself still in a trance-like state in her car.
She came around to reality again when she saw Dana walking to her car.
This is when Wendy acted on her rage, without thinking, and without even planning on what she was about to do. Wendy got out of her car, and walked towards Dana.
Dana stopped when she saw Wendy approaching her.


"Bitch!" Wendy yelled. " You wouldn't believe that my life was mine again, so now I must prove to you that I am in control."
Dana started backing away from her.
Fear washed over her face. Wendy had a fire in her eyes.
Wendys' blue eyes sparkled amidst her blonde hair, her breasts bouncing as she stepped towards Dana.
Dana turned and started to run to her car, but was stopped short by Wendys grasp.
Wendy turned her around easily, using her slight height and weight advantage to gain control of Dana.

" What do you want with me? Why are you grabbing me? LET GO OF ME! "

" No! You had fun at my expense, laughing at my misfortunes. I lived through hell, and now I can see that it is making me stronger.
You showed me that, and now I must show you how strong I am, and how I am in control of my life again.
You will be sorry you tossed me away, and didn't even give me a chance. "
Wendy was grabbing Dana by her hair, pulling her towards her car.
Dana was fighting back, but she was off balance, and was being pulled awkwardly by her hair.
Fighting was futile. Dana knew she was helpless against Wendy.


They approached Wendys' car, and Wendy shoved Dana across the front seat, and buckled her in tight, threatening her that if she made a move, or any sound, there would be repercussions.
Dana knew she was no match for Wendy, and was terrified, too terrified to think, too terrified to even fight for her life.
Wendy started the car, and left.
Dana was sobbing all the way home.
Wendy was shouting at her to shut up and be quiet, but Dana had lost all control of herself, and was unable to stop her crying.
Wendy had heard enough, and without warning, backhanded Dana across the face.
Dana was shocked, and the sting from the slap seemed to run its course through her entire body.
Dana sat with a blank expression on her face, grasping her face, feeling the heat from the welt forming on her cheek, and felt a sudden warmth between her legs.
Dana was in shock, and was peeing right there, with no control, anywhere in her body. The sobbing started again, and Dana squeaked out a barely audible question..." What are you going to do with me? "



" I am going to do whatever the hell I want to do with you, and you will love it, or there will be more punishment that will make that slap seem like a kiss. "
Just then, Wendy noticed the puddle of urine flowing from the car seat to the floor.
" You bitch, you fucking worthless bitch..you soiled my car! You are going to clean up this mess, or I'm going to clean it up with your face and hair."
Dana was sobbing, trembling, totally absorbed in shock.
" Take down your panties, pig, and pull them off. Wipe up the seat with them before it stains any worse than it already has. NOW...DO IT NOW CUNT! "



Dana did as she was told, and shifted herself on the seat, and removed her panties, and used them to mop up the mess she had made.
Her sobbing was getting louder again, and as they approached Wendys' house, Dana received another slap across her face.
" I see you refuse to shut up, so I have no choice but to shut you up. I will not have you sobbing in my driveway and maybe being seen by another car that might be passing by. I have no close neighbours, as you can see my pet, so your screams would be useless, but your sobbing must stop. You must learn that you will do what I say, and stop when I say to stop. Now, how do you think I should get you to stop your crying? "



Dana was afraid to answer that question, and her breath was too short from crying to even be able to answer.

" Put those nasty, disgusting panties in your mouth, cunt! roll them up and stuff them in your mouth to stop that crying. When babies cry they get a pacifier.
You will use your panties as your pacifier, baby! "
Wendy slapped her again, reinforcing the fact that she meant every word that she said.
With that, Dana pleaded with Wendy to stop this torture.
She begged Wendy to take her back to her car, and to let her just pay to have her car cleaned.
" You fuckin rich, snobby cunt! You think you can buy your way out of this? You are mine now, and you will see that my three years away from my life was not my choice. You will live the hell I lived. NOW PUT THE PANTIES IN YOUR MOUTH! "



Dana rolled up the panties, and gagged as she pressed them against her lips, opening her mouth slowly to accept them in.
She pushed with her fingers, pee dripping from the panties, down her arm, as she stuffed them completely into her mouth.
She was repulsed by the taste or her own urine, and even worse, was gagging as it began dripping down her throat.



They arrived at Wendys' house, and pulled into her garage.
Wendy led Dana out of the car by her hair, and threw her against the door.
Wendy grabbed Danas' breast through her clothing, and squeezed tightly, looking into her eyes.
" Welcome to your hell on earth, bitch. "
Wendy unlocked the door, and threw Dana inside.
Dana was gasping for air, her mouth plugged, and her nose full from her crying. Wendy advised her to comply and things would go easier on her.
" I will remove your pacifier so you can breath easier if you learn the rules of my home.
The first rule is, slaves do not wear any clothing." Wendy sat back and waited to see how obedient Dana was going to be.
Dana started removing her dress, dropping it to the floor, then the rest followed.
Dana stood naked, tears flowing from her eyes. Her hands trying to cover up her pubic mound, and her arms covering her breasts.
" Very good Dana dear, my second rule is that you will address me only as Mistress, or Maam. You have done well so far, so I will allow you to take your pacifier out now. "

Dana reached for her mouth, sticking two fingers inside, and withdrew her panties.
She held on to them, standing as straight as she could, staring at Wendy. Wendy went over to her, and slapped her again, on the face.
Dana reeled as she was enduring more pain and humiliation now than she had ever dreamed imaginable.



The next rule is that you will not look at me unless directed to. You will aim your stare at the floor, where all slaves spend most of their time. Do you understand me? "

" Yes, I understand. " Dana mustered.

Wendy reached out and grabbed Danas breasts, twisting it.
Dana tried to pull back, which increased the pressure on her breast.
"You have already forgotten the second rule, bitch. You will address me as Mistress when you speak to me. "
Dana stood silent, looking down.
" Yes mistress. " was all she could think to say.

" You will be my slave, and live only to please me. You will have no contact with any other people, and I will make sure of that by confining you to the very same room that held me for three years. You will be allowed out only when I am here, and you will serve me in every way when I am here. You like that, don't you slut? "



" No, I don't like that at all. I am not a lesbian, and I don't plan on having any kind of sexual contact with you. "
Dana was attempting to make one last stand for her freedom, trying to stand her ground to see if Wendy might wake up from her trance like state, but she soon learned that this was the beginning of the end for her identity.

Wendy grabbed Danas hair, pushing her face into the wall, and with her other hand, reached back and with a closed fist, hit Dana in her abdomen.
Dana felt a pain unlike any she had felt before, and passed out.




CHAPTER TWO




Dana woke up and found herself tied to a bed, in a room with no windows. there was little in the room, just a bed and a cabinet that appeared to be locked.

She felt the immense pain in her side from the punch, and she felt the ties restricting her motion.
Her legs were secured to the bedposts, with a metal rod cuffed between them to keep them open.
She also felt an odd burning in her crotch.

" I hope you have learned that you are no longer Dana, and no longer are entitled to an opinion, or a choice in what you do or what is done to you. I could continue to punish you, but I think you might have an easier time if you try to follow my orders. While you took a nap, I took the liberty of having you conform to another of my rules.
You are not allowed to have pubic hair, so I shaved that nasty pussy of yours. I didn't use water or cream to do it, so you might feel a little itching and burning, but you will get used to that. I'm glad you're awake now though, so you can share in this moment.

Wendy leaned over Dana and put her hands around her neck.
Dana winced, expecting some sort or abuse, but instead felt a collar being put around her neck, with a metal tag hanging from it.
The collar was securely fastened, and Wendy stood back to admire her pet.
Dana looked down, and over her breasts she saw her bare pubic mound, red and irritated, she saw the ties around her feet, and she felt the pain still in her side. Surely someone would be searching for her by now.



" Now, I think it's time to get you ready for your first night as a slave slut.
All slave sluts prefer to be teased for long periods of time, with no relief, so I have a cabinet full of toys that I will introduce you to in time.
For now though, you will spend your first night keeping this butt plug warm for me, and wearing this mask to cover your slut face.
Wendy slid the rubber mask over her head, and when it was on, she attached a ball gag to it, put it into her mouth, and tightened it.
Wendy inserted the butt plug into Danas' ass, without lube of any kind.
She jammed it into her tight ass, and Dana winced with pain, unable to scream.
Wendy attached the plug to a strap, and tied it around her waist, so the plug would stay in place over night. " Good night slut, you may rest for the night, and I suggest you do. Your day will be a learning experience tomorrow, and you'll need your energy. "



Wendy turned out the light, and left the room.
Dana laid there trying to fall asleep, hoping that she would wake and find it was all a dream.
Dana also knew that she was not tired, though she had been through hell, because she had passed out for an unknown period of time, and because it was still early in the evening.
So, instead of sleeping, Dana laid awake, feeling the pressure of the plug in her ass, the sting on her face and in her crotch, the gag in her mouth, and the intense pain in her side.
Dana also realised that she was very thirsty, and that the last fluid she had tasted was her own urine, which did little to quench her thirst.
At some point during the night, after hours of trying, Dana drifted off to sleep, leaving her torture behind for a short, but sweet slumber.



Dana was awoken sometime during the middle of the night by feeling her gag being released from her mouth. " Are you hungry or thirsty, slave? "

" Yes mistress, I am. "
Dana remembered to add the title of mistress that time, hoping it would get her something to drink.

Wendy produced a jug of water, and took a long drink from it.
" I might have the heart to give you something to drink, slut, would you like that?"

"Yes mistress, please. I'm so thirsty."

"Well, I think that maybe you might deserve a drink now."
Wendy walked over to the bed, placing the jug just out of Danas' reach, and it was then that Dana noticed Wendy was not dressed from the waist down.
Wendy swung her legs around, sitting on the edge of the bed, and then climbed up more, placing her legs over Dana, eventually straddling her.



Wendy crawled up, placing her pussy inches from Danas' mouth.
" Can you see how wet my pussy is, slut? Can you feel the need for that wetness on your lips? "
Dana was repulsed by the thought of tasting another woman's pussy.
She had never thought about it as an option for her sex life, but she knew she was not going to have a say in this.
Wendy slid her pussy over Danas' lips, and covering the rubber mask with her juices.
Dana smelled the heady aroma of her pussy for the first time, and knew it was going to be the first of many times.



She felt her lips being coated with moisture, and it felt good.
Dana was desperate for any moisture in her mouth, and slowly, reluctantly, extended her tongue and felt it rub against her mistresses pussy.
Wendy felt the tongue, and smiled.
She let out an evil chuckle, and looked down at Dana. "Well, Look at who is a cunt sucker. Do you like my pussy, slut? You love eating it, don't you?"
Wendy ground her hips faster and harder against Danas' face, forcing her tongue to go deeper into her pink folds.
Dana was gasping for air, being smothered by her mistresses pussy.



She was tasting her juices, as they were flowing freely down her throat.
Danas' mouth was once again wet, and she felt like if her mouth wasn't covered with pussy, she could speak, and she actually felt like she would be asking for more.
Wendy rotated her hips faster, grinding her pussy into Danas' mouth, Dana answering by sticking her tongue out farther, then stopping to lick faster around her mistresses clit.
Wendy moaned out loud as her clit was being sucked on by her new slut.
Dana was trying desperately to try to gain some sort of pleasure herself, but she couldn't break the ties to touch herself.
She was hot, and she knew that her own pussy was as wet as the one she was sucking.



Wendy rocked with a fevered pitch, and convulsed as she sent a flood of cum splashing down onto the mask, and into her sluts mouth.
Dana slurped greedily at her cum, drinking all that she could suck out.
And as fast as she got on Danas' mouth, Wendy got off of her, looking down at her, smiling.
" You are quite a good cunt licker, I think you've had practice, you slut. I think you were good enough in fact to get your drink. "
Wendy got off the bed and grabbed the jug of water.
Wendy took a long drink from it, swishing it around in her mouth, and then spitting it out on her slaves tits.
She took another drink, this time swallowing it.
She then lifted the jug, and tilted it, pouring the precious water onto Dana's hot, exhausted body. the cool liquid made her nipples stand erect.
Danas' hopes of a drink went as the last drops trickled from the empty jug onto the bed, and all over her.

Wendy again got on the bed and straddled danas' face.
" I said you deserved a drink, so slut, here it is. "
Wendy straddled her captives mouth, placing her pussy right over her parted lips.
Fear shot throughout Danas' weak body.
Would she actually do this?
Could she withstand the humiliation of drinking Wendys' piss?
None of these questions were answered in Danas' mind however before Wendys golden stream splashed out, filling Danas mouth.
" Bitch, if you know what's good for you, you won't spill a drop of this. "

Dana felt herself passing out with disgust, but hung on long enough to feel and taste the last drop of her mistresses piss to trickle down her throat.
She felt Wendy wipe her pussy over her eyes, to clean the piss away, and she felt the sting as the urine got into her eyes, before she passed out.



Dana awoke, still tied, laying on an extremely wet bed, and she remembered how she had been shamed the night before.
All because she wasn't willing to take a chance on Wendy.
She fought against her restraints again, but still was powerless to escape. the plug in her ass was getting very uncomfortable. Wendy opened the door and walked in, and smiled at her sweet redhead slave
. " I have a surprise for you, slut. There is a visitor here that I want you to meet, but first, I want you to wash the stink from your body. "
Wendy released the metal prong between Danas legs, and freed the ties holding her feet.
Wendy removed the rubber mask, pulling it off with one swipe, allowing it to snap against her jaw as it slipped free.
Her arms were freed now, and Wendy grabbed her by the hair once again.
Wendy led her to the bathroom, where she ordered her to sit on the toilet.
Wendy produced a pair of clippers, and grabbing Danas' hair again, started to cut it away. locks of red hair fell to the floor.
Dana wept as she saw the hair she had taken such good care of, and was so proud of, fall. Wendy kept clipping until there was no hair left. Dana was now completely bald.



Wendy led her to the shower, and turned it on, cold at first. Dana felt her nipples harden again under the jets of cold water.
Wendy picked up the soap and lathered Danas' body, telling her that she wasn't worth the expense of the shampoo, which is why she shaved her head.
Wendy finished lathering up her slave, and instructed her to rinse off. Dana did so, and stepped out of the shower.



Wendy threw her an old towel, one that smelled like an animal. It was still damp.
Dana dried herself and awaited her mistresses commands. Wendy took two silver clamps from the shelf, and tightened them, one after the other, to Danas' nipples. She then attached a chain between them.
Wendy grabbed Dana by the arm and led her into the basement.
As they approached the bottom of the stairs, Dana froze with horror.
There was a German shepherd tied to a post in the middle of the floor.
Dana didn't want to think about what was next, but she knew that she was about to be degraded in the worst way imaginable.
" This is your master, you will show him every bit as much respect as you would show me, do you understand? "

" Mistress, I..."
That hesitation caused a sharp slap to land on Danas' ass.
"Yes mistress, I understand."
Wendy led Dana closer to the dog, and instructed her to stand before him. There she stood, not a hair on her body, nipples clamped tight, and still holding the plug in her ass, standing in front of a beast that was obviously there as part of her humiliation.

" Kneel bitch, face your master at his level."
Dana got down on her hands and knees, facing the dog, and Wendy pushed his face to hers. The dog stuck his tongue out and licked Danas' face, " Suck on his tongue, bitch, taste his doggie spit. "
Dana stuck out her tongue and felt hers meet his, and she sucked it into her mouth, feeling how hot and wet it was.
" Now, turn around and let him smell that raunchy pussy of yours. "
Wendy was making up the routine as she went, and was loving the sight of this woman who caused her such pain just a day before, suffering more pain than she had inflicted.

Dana turned, presenting her ass for the dogs inquisitive nose.
The dog stuck his nose right between her legs, sniffing, and stuck his tongue out again, and lightly licked her pussy. she started to cry at the first sign of sexual contact.
Wendy broke their contact then, and brought the dog to her face. "


I think he likes you, slut. Why don't you get to know him a little better? Reach out and touch his cock. Play with it and make it hard. "
Dana hesitated.
She knew that if she gave in to this, she would forever be a dog fucking whore in her mind.
She felt the chain attached to the nipple clamps pulling hard on her almost dragging her to the dog.
Damn, that hurt.
She reached out and touched the dogs red cock that was just starting to protrude from the sheath.
It was slimy and warm, and it seemed to double in size when she first touched it.
The dog was prancing around, wanting the feeling in his cock to continue, but also wanting to feel something different.
" Taste your masters cock, slut. Let him feel that tongue that was so good to me. "


" Yes mistress, I'll suck on his cock for you mistress."

Dana felt like she was split in half, half being terrified and disgusted, and the other half enjoying her new role.
The dog leaned forward a bit, giving her room to stick her bald head beneath his stomach, and taking his cock in her hands, she guided it to her lips.
Her tongue came out and swirled over the tip of his cock.
She was dizzy, lost in the depravity of what she was doing.
She closed her mouth around his cock, and pushed more of it into her mouth.
The dog jumped up, placing his front paws on her shoulders, and lunged into her, pushing his cock deeper, until it hit the back of her throat.
She tasted his precum start to drain into her mouth.
It was salty, and bitter, yet she was enjoying it.


The dog was ramming his cock into her mouth harder now, fucking her like she was his bitch, which was made clear now, she was his bitch.
Wendy reached down and pushed against the butt plug, causing her to squirm.
She then gave a fast tug, and the plug was finally released from her ass. Wendy then pulled the dog off of her slut, and led him behind her.
She pointed to Danas' pussy, and the dog sniffed her one last time, and mounted her.
Dana had not felt a single touch to her pussy yet during this entire ordeal, and she was ready to feel some relief.
She actually wanted to feel this dogs cock inside of her.
She wanted to cum, and she didn't care how.
Dana was on her knees, with her head resting on the floor.
The dog pushed, and in one thrust, split her cunt wide open, and was inside of her well lubricated pussy.
Dana was lost in her lust, as out of control as the moment she was abducted.
" Master, please fuck me harder. Mistress, I want to cum, please mistress, may I cum?

The dog was fucking her pussy harder with each thrust, pushing her across the floor.

" I may let you, but only after your master has been served, bitch. You are here for HIS pleasure. I really don't care about yours. "
Wendy laid down in front of Dana, and reached for the chain, pulling it hard, stretching her tits.
She pulled Dana so that her mouth was over her mistresses pussy.
" Eat my perfect pussy! Suck my cum out of me, Pleasure me! "



Dana gladly lowered her head to Wendys' pussy, lapping at it like a kitten on a saucer of milk.
Tasting every drop of her mistresses juices.
The dog was pounding her harder still, and Wendy knew that Dana was going to be getting close to an orgasm soon.
" You had better not even think of cumming before we do or you will not be allowed to cum again.
"Dana nodded as she continued to lick Wendys' pussy.
Soon, Wendy was convulsing in orgasm, soaking her sluts face. Wendy got up and moved to Danas' ass.
She reached down and grabbed the dogs cock as it thrust into her.
She yanked at it once, ripping it from Danas' pussy, and aimed it at her ass.
The dog continued thrusting forward, not wanting to miss a beat, and poked his cock into her well stretched ass.
Dana let out a scream as the dog pounded his cock into her ass.
After a few minutes of this assault, she felt him start to fall off, and she felt a hot rush inside of her, as he released his cum deep into her ass.
" Mistress, he has cum, may I cum, please mistress? "



" I will allow you to cum, if you can live by the following rule. This is your master, and you are allowed only to cum for him. You are not allowed to cum with me, by yourself, or with anybody. Your orgasms belong to him, and him only, and then, only after he has cum. "
Dana was so desperate to cum that this agreement actually sounded fair to her.
"Yes mistress, I cum only for my master."


With that, Dana had a tremendous orgasm, feeling the dogs cock slip out of her ass at the same time.
She also realised that she wasn't even touching herself, and there was no contact to her pussy when she came.
Was she that turned on?
She was still lost.


Wendy stood up, pulling the chain and pulling Dana to her feet.
" Thank your master for his cum, bitch. Go to him and lick his cock clean for him.
She knelt in front of him, lowered her head and sucked on his cock that had just shot his cum into her ass.
She could feel the cum leaking out of her, and running down her legs.

She could taste her ass on his cock, but she enjoyed his cock too much to care.
" Slut, you must be hungry by now, why don't you scrape the dog cum running out of your ass off your legs and eat it?"

"Yes mistress, I'll lick up his cum for you. I'll clean my masters cum off of myself for you mistress."


After she had eaten every bit of cum she could find, she was led back to her room, where she was once again secured to the bed.
This was her second day as a captive slut, and she felt that she was doing well at pleasing her mistress, and her master.
She hoped she wouldn't need to be punished any further.



Two and a half years later, Wendy had lost her job that she had found, and was forced to move back to her hometown, needing her families assistance with finances, and she knew she could not explain Dana, so Wendy set her free.
Dana was saddened by the loss of her mistress, and her master, whom she served so well.


Dana was now free, and back into the world, and forced to take care of things she hadn't had to worry about for quite some time. All of this meant that she would need work to support herself.



God, she hoped she could explain her absence from the business world for the last two and a half years.