“Hey,” he said, taking a breath, “You’ve got some nice tits, babe, it’s what guys like…and this,” he added, shoving a hand up my skirt. This time I grabbed his wrist, but he was a fullback on the high school team and outweighed me by 100 pounds or so. “What are you?” he said. “Little cocktease? I know what you want. Bet your sweet little cherry cunt is already creaming.”
            “Cherry?” I stammered.
            He laughed. “You are naïve. Means you’ve never been fucked. Never had a man’s cock in your hot little box. I bet the guys you were a cherry pussy, and it’s all mine.”
Now I was getting scared, but he started kissing me again and I felt him take my hand and put it on his crotch. “Feel that? Now that’s a cock, sweetheart. A real cock. Rub it up and down. . . . or do you want me to tell everyone at school what a baby you are.”
            I started rubbing, and he squeezed me between my legs, and pulled the crotch of my panties aside. His cock was getting harder and harder . . . and suddenly the door of the car swung open, and there was my stepfather, looking furious. He yanked me out of the car and told Craig to get the hell out of there or he’d have him arrested.
Craig screeched away and left me standing there, half naked. My stepfather spun me around to face him, and he had the strangest look on his face. “I knew what you were from day one,” he said. “A slut. Now march.”
            I tried to button my blouse but he slapped my hand away. “Might as well let the world see what you’ve got, you little slut.”
            In the house he shoved me ahead of him up the stairs. I was hoping my mother would rescue me from whatever punishment he had in mind, but their bedroom door was closed tight. I looked longingly toward it, and he shoved me again. “I sent your mother to bed, and told her to stay there. I knew something like this would happen.”

            What followed was only the beginning of four years of humiliation, servitude, and training or is it brainwashing? Yet it was all so pleasurable. My stepfather was a psychologist and hypnotherapist, so I often wonder if that had something to do with him turning me into a virtual nymphomaniac. More than 20 years later, I obediently drop to my knees and suck his cock when he ‘cums” to visit me. But in the beginning, I was terrified of him.

            That night he took me into my room and sat down on a chair, pulling his belt from the belt loops and wrapping it around his hand. “Take off your clothes, what’s left of them,” he snarled. “Let’s see what’s got your boyfriend so hot and bothered.”
            My eyes glued to the leather strap, I obeyed. In seconds I was completely naked. I tried to cover my crotch, but he snapped at me. “Put your hands behind your head, and push out your chest.” I did so.
            “Hmm, not bad for young and untouched . . . until tonight that is. Or have you been letting the other boys at school handle you? Maybe you’ve already got a reputation, and that’s why Craig thought he could do whatever he wanted.”
            “No, I haven’t, I swear. That was the first time.”
            “And the last without my permission” he said firmly. “I have a feeling about you, Linda. I think you’re very submissive, and I’m going to teach you how to do it properly.”
            “I don’t understand, Daddy.”
            “You will. Your mother does. But we’ll talk about that another time. First a little punishment is in order for your wanton sluttishness with that boy.” He stood up and before I knew what was happening, the belt slapped across my bare ass. I yelped and tried to cover   it.
            “Do that again,” he warned and I’ll whip those pretty little tits next.” He gave me ten more good ones, until tears ran down my face. Then he sat down again.
            “Come over here.”
            I walked within reach and he pulled me closer. “Is your pussy wet?” he asked. “along with your ass being nice and hot.”
            I blushed with shame. “I don’t know,” I said.
            He roughly spread my labia and fingered me. He smiled. “Dripping. So you liked that brat feeling you up, mauling your tits.”
            “No.”
            He yanked the tiny hairs and I yelped. “Don’t lie to me, bitch. Don’t ever let me catch you lying to me. Now, you liked his hands on you, didn’t you?”
            “Yes.”
            “Yes . . sir,” he corrected. “Or ‘Daddy’ if I tell you to. Now let me explain the facts of life, little girl.” He laid the belt in his lap and used both hands to squeeze my breasts hard. “Some females are just born submissive, born to serve, to be used, and they end up getting a great deal of pleasure from it. But their pleasure is not the primary goal. It is the man using them who calls the shots, who decides what they can and cannot do. For now I will be lenient in letting you have your immature little pleasure, but later, you will learn more obedience.” He switched to my crotch again and started rubbing the hard little nub I had discovered in my own explorations. He smiled at the look on my face and slid a finger inside my wet hole.

            Lesson number one,” he said “is that this hole is for a man’s cock, or anything else he chooses to put in it, purely for his amusement.” He wiggled the finger around and watched me squirm. “Good, it’s better if you like it, though I wouldn’t particularly care if you didn’t. Now get on your knees between my legs.”
            I obeyed once more.
            “Unzip my pants. It’s time you saw a real cock, because that’s going to be your focus, little girl. You’re going to learn to worship this dick of mine, and service it in every hole you’ve got. Your cunt, your mouth, your ass . . . all mine, all the time. I catch you so much as letting some young punk touch you without my permission, you’ll be sorry. Now take out my big fat dick.” Tonight you’re going to learn how to be a good little cocksucker. And then you’re going to learn how to service a man in every way.”
            Dad was right. His manhood was long and as thick as my wrist. I didn’t see how I could even get the enormous purple head in my mouth, but he pinched the sides of my jaw to make me open wide and taught me cocksucking the hard way --- suck or choke on it. He fucked my mouth and fondled my breasts, which he said I could only call tits from then on. As a matter of fact, no more health class words like vagina and penis and anus. No, the acceptable vocabulary in his presence was cunt, pussy, fuckhole, dick cock, asshole. In private he would only refer me to as slut, bitch, or whore, his little piece of fuckmeat. And every time he said it, I got wet.
            That night, I learned about the cherry picking. He made me lie on the bed and pull my knees back to my chest and spread my legs. At first he diddled my wet pussy and sucked on my hard nipples. He even licked me between the legs, driving his tongue inside me. I began to squirm, as much from the tingle it gave me as from the fear of what he was going to with that monster pole dangling hard between his legs. He straddled for a bit and rubbed it all over my face and made me lick it some more. “You’ll service this, little Linda, every time I want it, every time I tell you. You belong to me, my personal sex toy. Your mother bores me, you know, even when she grovels the way I like. But now I can see more interesting entertainment in the future.”
            He slid back down and rubbed the head of his cock in my slit. “Feel it, you hot little bitch . . . feel that big pole, that’s going inside you, all the way up your tight twat. You’re going to get fucked tonight, and fucked good and proper.” He began to push, and I cringed. He slapped my face. “Don’t even try to pull away. As a matter of fact, say ‘Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck my pussy.’” When I didn’t answer fast enough, he yanked a nipple hard. “Say it!”
I swallowed hard and whispered, “Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck my pussy.”
            “Louder,” he demanded, pushing again.
            “But Mum will hear.”

            “Of course she’ll hear. I told her I was going to have your cherry cunt tonight. All the better if she hears it loud and clear. She knows what’s what. She’s a slut, just like you. Hell, she sucks of your brother’s cock almost every day. Now say it out loud,”
I was shocked, but did as I was told. My brother?
            “Fuck me Daddy. Fuck my pussy!”
            He pushed into my tight hole relentlessly. I cried out.
            “Relax, bitch girl,” he said, leering at me. “You’ll get used to all 9 inches of fat cock in you.”
            The pain was searing, but he thumbed my little nub, my clit, he called it, and shocks of pleasure kept bouncing around in between the spasms of pain.
            “That’s it,” he said, chuckling. “Keep squirming around on my cock, I like it that way. Push back, that’s good.”
            Deeper and deeper until I thought I couldn’t take any more, until I thought it was coming out my throat.
            And over and over he made me say the variations on a theme, “fuck me, daddy, fuck my hole, shove it in me, harder, harder daddy…..fuck your little whore.”
            He did fuck me, hard and for a long time. I was ashamed and humiliated, yet also squirming inside with sensations I didn’t even understand, building up inside me until I felt like I didn’t want him to stop . . . I did, but I didn’t.
            Suddenly he pulled out his cock and pointed it at my mouth. “Open up, little slut, and swallow Daddy’s nice big load of cum. Every drop or it’s the belt for you, and I’ll whip your pussy besides.”
            I opened and hot creamy salty sperm jetted onto my tits, my face and then into my mouth. “Swallow!” he said.
            Gagging, I choked it down. He rubbed his slimy cock all over my face.
            “Now lick me clean. That’s part of your job. Lick off your pussy juice and all that lovely cum.  Rub it into your tits, too. Hmm, that’s nice.” he got off the bed and said, “Don’t move, I’ll be right back.” Moments later he returned with his camera. “A new photo series,” he laughed. “Cherry busted, freshly fucked. Now spread your legs wide and show me the pussy.” He took several shots and close-ups of my crotch and my cum-covered face and tits. “Tomorrow we’ll do some video,” he said.

            Then he went to the dresser and took out some scarves. “I want your legs wide open all night, just in case I want to come back for a little more pussy. And besides, this will keep your mind on your new job. He tied my hands and feet to the bed posts of my twin bed so I was spread open. Then he ran his hand over my belly, down into my cunt, and the contact made me jump. “Sensitive little clit…that’s good. Tight pussy, perky little tits that are getting bigger every day. I’m going to enjoy your services quite often.”
            He didn’t bother to cover me with the sheet, but went to the door. “Of course your brother Derek will, too, but not quite yet. I think I’ll keep you to myself for a while. By the way, you won’t be in school tomorrow. You’ll be staying home for some more training.” He walked out and left the door wide open.
            Hours later I was awaked by the head of his cock being shoved against my lips. It was dark in the room. “Suck it, bitch” was all I heard, and I sucked Daddy’s rod until he was so hard he had to shove it into my cunt. He deposited his cum on my chest and face and left again.
            Light was filtering into the room when I awoke to see my brother standing over me, leering at my nakedness. “Well, looks like the little princess got herself fucked good and proper. Dad told me he’d had you.” He rubbed the front of his pants. “And I’ll have you too, you stuckup little bitch, once Dad’s had enough of your tight little fuckhole. Then you’ll be on your knees every minute you’re home. I like it doggie style. And Dad says you’ll end up a bitch in heat, just like Mom.”
            I was released only twice that day to empty my aching bladder, but never allowed to clean up. Later, Daddy came in an put some sort of electric dildo in my pussy and turned it on, sending shivers through me. “Once you’ve come a few dozen times, my sweet little slut, you’ll be begging for more.”
            Well, Daddy was right in the long run, though at first the idea of being his sex toy was mortifying at first. But he gave me tranquilizers sometimes that made me relaxed and happy. And now that everything was out in the open, he’d make all sorts of crude jokes about my sluttiness, even at the dinner table. He delighted in humiliation, for he was a master of the art. If there were raw carrots to be served, he’d put one on my plate, then tell me to stand up, pull down my panties and insert it into my cunt until dinner was over. Then I’d have to lick it and eat it. He’d sometimes make me come to the table naked, so that he and Derek could leer at me and fondle me. He’d make me stick bits of beef or cheese into my pussy and let the dog in, a friendly Labrador, who’d go under the table hunting food and end up sniffing and licking between my legs trying to extract the food. I was forbidden to do anything about it, except spread my legs wider.

            When I came home from school, a dildo firmly strapped into my pussy to have it ready for his daily usage, I had to kneel and kiss the front of his trousers and beg to suck him. If he wasn’t home, I was to suck off my brother first. I began to live my role, and loved the feel of the thickness between my legs whilst I was at school. I’d squirm a little in my chair and feel tiny waves of orgasm course through me. I was ordered to wear very tight blouses with low cut cleave and short skirts. The boys all leered and seemed to know I was a slut. And despite my father’s warnings to stay away from them, one day I had no choice for a conspiracy had been formed, led by Craig and one of his mates, a muscular black teenager, to have some fun with this 14 year old hot piece of ass. They planned it well, and thus I got my first taste of a double rape bent over the bench in the boy’s locker room. But that’s for another chapter.
            And the humiliation only got worse. Daddy had lots of interesting and profitable plans, and years later I still cream at the thought of being so thoroughly used

END OF CHAPTER ONE

It surprised me to discover that he could be so crude and demanding. He was so educated and professional, but then he'd come home and take off his tie and jacket and yell up the stairs, "where's my little slut?" If I'd even had the least illusion that Mom would protect me, that lasted about a day. She was already trained to service him, and little by little I understood what subimssive meant. My stepfather had chosen her probably for two reasons: she was naturally obedient, and she had a daughter just coming out of puberty into womanhood, a female he could train to his liking.

I'll back up a little bit in the story. After that first night, when he caught me necking in the car, he kept me busy servicing his cock every night and every monring. I wore a dildo in my cunt every day to school and couldn't keep my mind off the sensation of being filled. I sometimes had to go to the girls bathroom and actually slide it in and out of my pussy, just to get some relief, though I knew when I got home, the dildo would be replaced by Daddy's cock.

Our relationship wasn't  private, just between us. Part of Daddy's game was humiliation, showing off his possessions. It started of course, as I wrote in part one, of making me sit naked at the dinner table and shove carrots and celery and things up my wet pussy, while he discussed my lack of abilities in the most embarrasing ways, as if I were a piece of equipment. "Derek," he'd say to my brother, "I haven't let you do her yet, I hate to share that tight little fuckhole quite yet, but by the time you have your turn, believe me, she'll be a lot better trained. Right now she just lies there like a blow-up doll. But those tits of hers are growing fast. What do you think of 'em?"

THen Derek, who'd turned 18 and was fucking every girl he could get his hands on, would reach over and squeeze and mash my breasts really hard. "Not bad, but I've had better."

"But they're pert and firm, aren't they?" Dad said. "Not like your mother's, sagging down to her belly."

Mom didn't say a word, just blushed, as Derek got up an stood behind her chair., and cupped her large breasts through her blouse. "Yeah, but they dangle and jiggle so nice when I fuck her ass, and make her drag them across the carpet." He ripped open her blouse and yanked her bra up over her breasts. THen he pinched her nipples hard untils he squirmed. "What's the matter, Mum?" he laughed. "Sucked on 'em when I was a lad, didn't I? Now I get to smack 'em around, too." He grabbed his crotch. "And I gotta say she's the best damn cocksucker in town. There's not one of those sluts at school who knows how to swallow the whole thing and do it right."

"Training is everything," my stepfather replied smiling. "That's why your sister is going to be a very valuable commodity someday, once she's properly disciplined and taught. And of course the most important element is teaching a slut to enjoy BEING a slut. That's the most satisfying part. Anyone cretin can grab some bitch and rape her, or just use a cunt for his pleasure. But the art is making them not just want it, but need it, need to serve, need to be abased, humiliated, until that's part of their pleasure."

I didn't quite understand the commodity part, but I knew from the look on his face that I had better learn to suck cock however he wanted it. And I was kind of embarrassed that he was so inside my head all the time, like he really knew I was starting to like the way he treated me, the way my pussy seemed to be wet all the time.

"So when do I get a crack at her, Dad?"

"Soon, but not yet. On the other hand I see no reason why she shouldn't be on her knees with your cock in her mouth anytime I'm not using it. the more consistent the training, the better. LIke right now, for instance, Linda's finished her dinner, and the dog has licked her pussy under the table, so she's probably getting nice and hot. So why not some dessert for our hot little slut? Something nice and creamy. "

The front of Derek's jeans were already bulging out and he grinned at me with a nasty leer. "Yeah," he said, "a little cum pudding for my little sister."

As had become his habit, Dad got his video camera off the shelf while Derek ordered me to my knees. "Kiss the my crotch," he ordered. "Nuzzle it like a good little bitch. Make those nice 'mmm' noises so I know how much you want it." I obeyed, because I had learned that disobedience meant some very painful swats across my naked bum with Dad's leather belt. Though, on the other hand, I was ashamed to admit that even that had become a turn on, because he made me finger my pussy while he punished me and I felt those spasms inside, and they were good.

So Dad filmed while Derek had me unzip his jeans and pull them down so he could step out of them. His cock wasn't as big as my stepfather's, but it was thick. "First the balls, lick my balls, suck on 'em, yeah, munch on dessert, you hot little cunt." I sucked the heavy ball sack into my mouth and licked and twirled my tongue. "Put your hand on my dick while you do that, slide it up and down," he ordered.  After a few minutes, he grabbed my hair and pulled my head back to look up at him. He rubbed the head of his cock all over my face and lips, then slapped me with it, back and forth, poking it at me. 

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Dad, camera in one hand, his other hand on my mother's naked breast. "She's going to be quite good, Jane. She's a natural, you know. The first time a boy felt her up, her pussy got wet. First time I fucked her, she came. . . . and she wanted even more. I'm rarely wrong about these things, you know."

So there I was,  kneeling in the dining room, the remnants of dinner still on the table, with my brother ramming his hard cock into my mouth while my stepfather urged him on. "Don't be gentle, Derek. She needs to learn to swallow every inch. This isn't some favor she's granting you and you don't have to beg to have your cock serviced properly. Just fuck her mouth any way you want. Linda, put your hands between your legs and spread your pussy lips while Derek fucks your mouth. Now play with yourself."

He moved around the table to get a better shot of me frigging my wet pussy while my brother slid himself in and out of my hot mouth.

"Lick his rod as it goes in and out, Linda. Wrap your lips around your brother's hard cock, suck on it . . . yes, and dont you dare get yourself off, bitch, until I say you can."

That part was hard because all I could think about was getting off. I wanted it so bad, and I was so wet. Everything about it, the camera filming, and Derek rutting his dick in my mouth like some sort of convenient hole, and Dad's voice, low and forceful and kind of hypnotic. "That's good, Linda. You're such a fucking little slut, a perfect little whore. I think you'd like Daddy's dick in your tight little twat, filling up that pretty little snatch, wouldn't you?"

I mumbled around Derek's thick hardness, "MMfff"

Dad laughed. "I think she said yes, don't you?"

"Yeah, Dad," replied Derek, as he groaned aloud and started pumping his hot jism down my throat.

"On her face, too," my stepfather reminded him. "All over her face and tits while I get a nice closeup. . . cum-covered bitch, always a money shot."

Of course, it was quite a while before I discovered that my escapades as a sex toy were hardly confined to the family. Before I'd turned 18, my sexual training and subjugation had been viewed by hundreds of men who belonged to private organization of which my stepfather was a member. . . a very quiet, elite group who traded film and photos of their wives and daughters being gradually converted into willing nymphomanics, hungry to be used and abused. And I learned eventually that it wasn't just film they shared, but the sex toys themselves. But at the time I thought these were just Daddy's home movies. And I got a forbidden thrill at being the center of attention.

WHen Derek was finished, he told me to lick his cock clean and put it back in his pants. Then he turned and looked at our mother. "Don't worry, I'll have another stiffie for you later. Come up to my room when Dad's done with you."

Derek walked out of the room whistling happily while Dad placed the camera on a tripod. Then he sat down on a chair and opened his pants. "Crawl over here, slut. And Jane, strip off, and stand over here. Good, now put my dick in your daughter's mouth, that's right. Slide it in." He reached up and roughly squeezed one of her tits. She moaned softly. "You see, little girl, your mum loves it when I'm rough on those big udders of hers. Don't you, Jane?"

"Yes, sir," she murmured.

"Do you know your mother can take a 12" cock up her snatch? I've made her do it, several in fact, one after the other, and she cums every time.  You like fucking big dicks, don't you, Jane?"

"Yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, I like fucking big dicks."

I was even more confused. Even I knew Dad's cock wasn't that big, so he must be talking about other men, but why would she be doing this with other men?

As if reading my thoughts, Dad pushed himself harder into my mouth. "I like pimping her out," he said. "Just another way to make her obedient. Sometimes I even scrounge up a few strangers and make them pay to gangbang her. Other times I loan her to my friends. But not to worry, little slut, I'm keeping you at home."

Of course, he didn't mean forever, just for a while but I was relieved at the time. If it was only being a slut for Daddy and Derek, it was okay. It was even getting to be kind of fun.  I wondered what the kids at school would think if they knew what I was doing at home, or if they found out about the dildo I wore, and the way it kept me aroused all day. I didn't have long to find out, because it turns out that Derek just couldn't help bragging about the piece of ass he was banging right at home., and he and his mates had a little surprise planned for the new slut in school.

Just as I was getting totally carried away with the sensation of Dad's thick hot manhood  in my mouth, he pulled it out, scooped me up and made me straddle his lap, and shoved his cock into my cunt in one smooth motion, buried all the way. I gasped with how far in it went..

 "Now bounce up and down for Daddy. Fuck Daddy's nice hard cock and jjiggle those sweet little titties."  I rode him, my eyes closed, my cunt filled up with him.

"Yes," I remember calling out. "Oh, God, yes, Daddy. Fuck me, fuck me hard. Please, don't stop. DO it harder....please yes, oh yes. " He reached under me and flicked my clit hard with his thumb and electricity shot through me until I thought I would faint.

"Film this, Jane" he ordred and Mum picked up the camera and got it all on tape, including the part where he pulled out, laid me on the table amonst the dishes and sprayed his cum all over body. "Yes," he smiled. "That looks so nice. Now you can lick it off, Jane, every bit of it.  Lick my cum and Derek's cum off your sweet little slut daughter." She looked a little reluctant, I admit, but she was apparently too accustomed to folloiwng orders to even question it. And once she'd licked everywhere but my pussy, Daddy shoved her face between my legs so she could lick and slurp. "Cum all you want to," he smiled, and shoved his fingers into Mum's pussy from behind. "You'll both enjoy it. My treat."

That night I went to bed naked as usual, my pussy still throbbing from being fucked and licked. Daddy had told me that I was always to be naked in my room so as to be available to him. ANd I was never to close the window shades, even with the lights on. I was pretty sure our neighbor, Mr. McNamara, could see into my room, but Dad didn't care. He even made me stand facing the window one night, holding my tits up in my hands. "Just think, he said, "Maybe old Brian is over there jerking off his cock looking at your tits and pussy."  It felt kind of weird, doing that, imagnining that old geezer staring at me, pumping his cock. But kind of exciting. Odd, isn't it? I found myself wanting to finger my own pussy. And again, Dad knew. "Spread your cunt open," he whispered from the chair where he sat watching me display myself. And I was too naive at the time to realize it was more than pretending. Dad had already arranged with mr. McNamara to have a complete show for his enjoyment. And he'd paid for it.

Still, at least I was safe at home, and that's where all the sex happened. At least until Derek got his little plan going. And that's how I ended up in the boys locker room. That would be part three of the story.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The school day was over, and I'd been to the girls bathroom to readjust the strap that held the dildo in place so I could walk home. It made me walk just a little bowlegged, but it still felt good. Apparently I'd been longer than I thought because the hallways were empty of kids. I headed down to the second floor and just as I was walking past the doors that led to the swimming pool area and the locker rooms, my brother Derek jumped out in front of me. I was startled, and he laughed. "What's the matter, slut? Spent too long diddling yourself in the loo?"

"Oh, shut up," i said, thinking that the rules were only for when we were at home. But he got angry instantly.

"Don't you talk back to me, bitch. Now get your ass in here." He grabbed my arm and dragged me into the boys locker room. "My cock's hard," he said. "Strip off and get on your knees."

"Not here," I protested. "Someone might come in."

"Like I care," he laughed. "You're a slut cocksucker, and I want my cock sucked. Now do it, or you'll be sorry."

I had become so accustomed to obeying, and my pussy so ready to be used, that I dropped my bookbag and quickly took off my shoes, socks, blouse, bra, and skirt. I wasn't allowed to wear panties at all anymore. So all I had was the strap of the dildo around my waist and between my legs. Derek scooped up my clothes and tossed them into a locker, and shut it.

"What are you waiting for, bitch? Suck my cock." I assumed the proper position in front of him, on my knees, though the linoleum was hard and cold. He was good and hard, and once I'd freed his cock, I immediately wrapped my lips around it. I was nervous, listening for the sound of anyone, and trying to get him off quickly so we could get out of there.

"You like my dick in your mouth, don't you?" he asked.

"Yes,"  I mumbled, slurping away, licking and stroking.

"And you like getting your twat stuffed full of cock?"

"Yes," I nodded, dropping one hand to my clit.

"Good, because you're going to be plenty of that." He grabbed my head between his hands, and suddenly I felt another pair of hands cup my tits. I yelped and tried to back away, but Derek held me tight, his cock buried in my mouth. "Don't even think of disobeying me," he hissed. "We're gonna have some fun with you, the kind of fun whores like you really like."

A voice behind me said, "Oh, man, this bitch is hot. But she don't need a dildo up her twat when she can have the real thing." The strap was unbuckled and the rubber dong yanked out. Instantly I felt the bulbous head of a cock pressed against my cunt lips.

"Remember guys, not in the ass. My dad wants her ass all to himself."

"No problem, man. I'll poke this tight little slit." The cock slid into me, hard and fast, forcing me down onto Derek's dick until it almost choked me. Until that moment, only my stepfather and brother had had me, and not at the same time, always separately, though they usually watched the other one doing me.

Derek fucked my mouth like a facial pussy, and emptied his load on my lips and tits. The one behind me pulled out and said, "bend her over something so I can get in deep." Then to my horror, there was yet another voice. "The weight bench. I'll sit on it so she can suck me off while you fuck her pussy." I looked up to see that there were indeed two other boys, one black guy who was a senior, and good old Craig, the one who'd tried to feel me up before.  His was the cock that had already been in me. "I didn't get your cherry," he smirked. "Derek tells me your Daddy got first crack at that tight slit. But I was right about you, wasn't I? And I don't have to date you, just fuck you."

They shoved me over to the weight bench, yanking my tits as they went, and the black guy, Gary, straddled it, his enormous shining black dick pointing straight up. He waved it in his hand. "Ever had any black meat, bitch?" he asked. "Your brother says you're not a bad little cocksucker. Now prove it."

I started to back away from the monster dick, but Craig shoved me face down and spread my legs. Gary grabbed the back of my head and forced my lips down onto the head of his cock. It barely fit between my lips. "Start sucking, bitch, or we'll have to collect from your brother Derek after all."

Derek laughed. "Don't worry guys. The little slut's easily worth the 50 quid I owe you. FUck her slut brains out." And they did. I was filled with hard meat, shoved in and out relentlessly. Craig roughly yanked at my tits, complaining they were too small, but Derek said who cared as long as my cunt was wet and my mouth hot.

When they were both about to cum, Derek told me to flip over on the bench on my back and they all jacked off on my face, tits and pussy. "Man, this is good," said Gary. "Really nice. My old lady'd kill me if I tried this with her. Too stuck up."

"Can't help it if you're pussy-whipped, " said Derek. "You gotta find the right kind of bitch, the ones who want it bad. Now my Dad says that's the best kind, though a few of his friends prefer a nice rape for a change. But watch this." He slapped my tits. " Hey, slut. Rub that cum in all over you. Frig your pussy and rub it with all that nice hot cum."

I was so hot by then, I didn't care that I was being used by complete strangers. I was completely lost in the sensation of my own orgasms, digging my fingers into my wet snatch . . . until a voice rang out in the locker room. "What the hell is going on here?" To my utter shock, it was the boys gym teacher, a big tough man who ran the sports department with an iron fist.

But the three boys weren't the least bit embarrassed. "Hey, coach," said Derek. "No big deal. Linda here's the school slut, hot little piece of ass, puts out for the money. How about a freebie, on us. Our treat. You want some of that. She's really tight. I know, she's my sister. And my dad shags her too. Bitch can't get enough cock so I brought over here so Gary and Craig could do her."

"how old is she," asked the coach suspiciously.

"Old enough to suck cock like a pro whore," said Derek. "Try her out."

The coach looked at me lying there on the weight bench, my legs splayed open and my body covered with cum. I could see his cock tenting up his gym shorts. He looked around as if to make sure no one else was nearby. Then he came and stood over me. "You a slut like they say? Can't get enough cock up that hot box?"

Derek gave me the look that said I'd better give the right answer. "Yes, sir. I'm a slut and I'd be grateful if you'd fuck me."

The coach laughed out loud and straddled the bench, opened the fly of his shorts and whipped out a large, fat prick, already glistening at the tip. "Well, first we'll see how you suck a man's dick, and then I'll shove it right up your tight fuckhole."

He didn't stay in my mouth long. He was apparently anxious to get to the main attraction. He stepped back. "Open her up boys, spread her legs really wide and raise her pussy up so I can get at it real easy."

They eagerly obeyed, lifting me completely  off the bench completely and spreading me until I thought my legs would cramp up.  He took about two seconds to rub his cockhead in my wet, slimy slit before shoving it in, hard, without stopping. "Now, I don't wanna do the work," he said. "You boys need a little workout so start shoving this little bitch back and forth on my dick." And he stood there, hands on his head, letting them fuck his cock . . . with my pussy. It was like being the opposite of a dildo. They were using me to masturbate their coach's prick. And the sheer humiliation of being a masturbation toy made me hotter than I’d ever been. Then the coach reached down and grabbed my hard nipples and yanked in rhythm with the fucking.

While they did that, they talked. The coach was obviously enjoying himself. "You say this is your sister," he asked Derek. "How you get her to spread her legs the first time?"

"My stepdad," he said. "He's a psychologist. Knows how to pick out the submissive little sluts every time. Married my mom, and now we both fuck her. Then Linda here he got started just a couple of months ago, and she's already a total cockslut. She's tight, isn't she?"

"Oh, yes. Nothing like the young stuff.," he said with a groan. Then he grabbed my hips and started to pick up the pace while the boys held up my torso. "I like this just fine. So your Dad rent her out?"

"You'd have to ask him," said Derek, and I was stunned by the answer which I was sure would have been "no." For that matter, I figured once I told my Dad about this, he'd kill Derek.  "But maybe eventually. In the meantime, if you wanna have a little fun with my mom, she's really submissive, takes any size cock in any hole, and likes a little titty abuse, know what I mean."

"I like it doggie style with a really big-titted bitch," said the coach.  "I think you're going to get an "A" in phys ed, Derek. Now put her down so I can shoot this in her pretty little mouth."

Derek eyed me and said, "Open wide, slut  .   . . get it all, just like Dad taught you."

The coach seemed to cum forever, squeezing out every drop for me to swallow.  Then he wiped his dick on my face. "you know," he said, turning to Derek. "You don't suppose this little bitch needs a shower."

I knew I did, covered with the cum of four different men, so I couldn't figure out why that was funny when they all laughed. "Sure," said Derek. "Shower room's the perfect place." I soon found the humor in it for the guys. They told me to lie down on the cold tile floor and suddenly I was looking up at four dangling cocks. They aimed their weapons at my pussy. "Now," said Derek, "you start frigging that slutty little pussy and you'd better come by the time we're done. I still wasn't clear, but my hands flew to my cunt, because I still hadn't gotten off again, not completely. Imagine my surprise when four jets of hot pee poured over my slit. "Keep going," warned Derek when he saw I was about to protest. "You get yourself off, bitch, while we relieve ourselves. "To my deep embarrassment, I did just that. The hot streams slamming against my wide open, puffy cunt lips, my clit, the humiliation of being pissed on, it was the biggest orgasm I'd ever had. My whole body shuddered with pleasure, out of control pleasure.

They watched me writhing around, moaning, and finally turned the shower on to rinse me off. Then they sat on a bench and watched as I toweled off. Finally Derek retrieved my clothes and of course made me reinsert the dildo and strap it in firmly while they watched. The coach shook his head in amazement. "I gotta have me some more of that," he said.

"I'll ask my Dad."

"He's gonna kill you for this," I whispered to Derek, but he sneered at me. "I don't think so. Whose idea do you suppose this was?"

Later that night, when Dad called me down to this study for his evening cocksucking, he told me had a surprise for me, something he wanted to watch on video while I sucked him off. But first he put me on my hands and knees and inserted his cock into me from behind. Then he flicked on the TV and started the video. And, there I was . . . spread wide open and being banged by the high school gym coach . . . and again . . . masturbating myself under a golden shower. I was mortified, but my Dad leaned over as he fucked me and said, "I enjoyed it very much, watching on closed circuit, and recording it all with those security cameras. It was a delight to see you being used by your brother and his friends. And the coach of course.  And you enjoyed it too, didn't you, my hot little whore?

I had to admit, with Daddy's dick buried in my pussy, and the sights and sounds of my gangbanging in the background, that I had indeed enjoyed it very much.

"I'll bet you don't even remember how many times you came, do you?"

"No, Daddy, I don't."

"There's no limit," he said. "And we're just getting started. Think about that, my little slut. Those boys had you for just 50 quid, the coach had you for free. But you were doing what you were born to do...service a man. That's what you are . . . a hot pussy, a talented cocksucking mouth, and a tight ass that Daddy's going to fuck very soon."

I heard the soft clink of metal and he dangled something in front of me. It was a leather dog collar with a metal ring on it. "You've earned this, my sweet slut, and pretty soon you're going to meet some of Daddy's friends. You'll wear this collar, and my leash. And you'll be the finest sex toy they've ever seen."

He fastened the collar around my neck, and then resumed his fucking. "Hmm, " he said, rewinding the video. "I really like that part where the boys just fuck you up and down on coach's big rod." He paused. "Objectifying is a lovely concept, don't you think?" He twisted my nipples. "You'll have to learn more about humiliation. There's an art to it. I wont be satisfied until you've fulfilled your potential. Which reminds me, you have an appointment with a friend of mine, a gynecologist. It's time you had a checkup, and he'll give you a very special sort of exam, not the kind your average girl gets. You see, Linda, we have to keep raising the bar. Now turn around and swallow my cock while I enjoy the rest of this show."

I lovingly took his thick shaft deep into my mouth, into my throat, wanting to serve him, be his forever. And I'd do anything he asked, no matter how humiliating, because I'd discovered that was my turn-on...being Daddy's slut.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Daddy had told me to wear a cotton dress and no bra or panties, so I pulled it off over my head and stood there in my sandals. The doctor licked his lips. “I understand you’re not a virgin, so I won’t need to be careful with how I conduct your examination, will I? Not the way I am with young ladies. Your father tells me that you have significant sexual experience. He described it as active. So I don’t imagine having the instruments inserted will be disturbing.” He motioned toward the table.

“Take off your shoes and lie down there.” I did, and he reached for my hips, slid his hands under my buttocks, and pulled me toward him until my behind was right at the edge. Then he quickly swung the stirrups around and put my feet in them. I didn’t know what was supposed to happen under ‘normal’ circumstances, but the doctor wanted me to know this was different. He quickly wrapped my wrists in nylon straps attached to the underside of the table, then more straps around each ankle so my feet couldn’t come out of the stirrups. “I don’t do that as a rule either,” he said, “but I enjoy it when possible, and it makes my job so much easierm and rather more fun.” Then he pushed the stirrups back so far I didn’t think my legs could open any wider.” He stared at my exposed crotch for a long moment, smiling again. “Quite a nice picture when it's fully open.”

He got up and picked up the phone and rang his receptionist. “Will you send in Linda’s father,” he said. In less than a minute, my dad came into the room. His eyes lit up when he saw me spread open. “She looks better than I thought, Dan. Nice setup you have here. I’ve often thought about getting something like this. Makes a pussy so accessible, doesn’t it?”

“Yes,” said Dr. Field, moving to stand between my legs. “There still isn’t a lot of pubic hair. Thinking of keeping it shaved?”

“Possibly. A smooth, hairless cunt is always a nice change from the usual.”

“How long have you been using it?”

“A few months now. But she’s still tight. See for yourself.”

I realized my face was on fire. It was so incredibly embarrassing the way they stood there and talked about my pussy. Dr. Field snapped on a pair of rubber gloves and stood between my legs and parted my labia, none too gently. “Hmm, they look puffy. You’ve had her this morning, or a little punishment?”

“Both,” my Dad said. I find it’s important to alternate pain and pleasure so that the two become completely connected. They need a little pain to get to the pleasure. . . . basic submissive personality.”

The doctor nodded and suddenly inserted his fingers. I gasped and they both laughed. “You’re quite right,” said the doctor. “And it’s still nice and snug.” He wiped his gloved fingers on my thigh, and walked around the table, and grabbed a breast in each hand and mashed them against my chest, squeezed them hard, then tweaked the nipples between his rubber-covered fingers until I made a slight sound.  “Seem healthy. I think these tits will get quite a bit larger. Her mother’s are impressive as I recall.”

“Cow udders,” said my Dad. “And very entertaining. I know you enjoyed them.”

“I certainly did. Your wife takes to tit discipline very well.” Dr. Field continued to roughly massage my breasts. The feel of the rubber gloves was making my nipples get hard. “We might even try some hormone therapies I’ve been working on. Has excellent results on tit size and libido. Makes the girls very hot. I take it you like the tits fairly large.”

Daddy chuckled. “I don’t think this little slut needs much encouragement in the libido department, but I wouldn’t mind if her titties were bigger. There’s not enough to really grab and slap around. And I like tying them off at the base, making them bulge out. Of course, there’s always breast enlargement. We’ll see when they’re fully grown. Test the nipple length, will you?”

“Of course. The doctor opened a drawer and took out two tiny rubber bands. He grabbed a nipple and pulled it taut, then wrapped the rubber band around it several times until it was really tight. Then he treated the other one the same way. They immediately became swollen and tingly. The doctor took a tiny ruler from his pocket, measured, and then made a note on the chart. “Not very long, but you can work on those, too. With that and some augmentation you can have a customized model.” He  went back to his spot between my legs. “I wonder how such a young fresh pussy tastes.”

“Be my guest,” said Dad. “Anything you want, it’s yours.”

Dr. Field sat on his stool, leaned in and I felt his hot tongue ramming into my slit. My dad went around to the head of the table. “Doesn’t this have that special attachment,” he asked, "I've got a stiff one here." The doctor nodded, then stopped tongue-fucking my pussy for a moment.

“That lever on your right, just pull it to one side.” When my father did that, the top half of the table suddenly lowered until my head was hanging down. Daddy instantly pulled out his cock and stuck it in my mouth. “Yes,” he said, I’m going to have to get myself one of these.”

“And I’m going to get myself one of these,” said the doctor, indicating my pussy. “Perhaps if you run across the right sort in your practice.”

“I’ll keep an eye out.” Dad stroked himself in and out of my mouth without paying attention to me at all. “But surely you get a few sluts through the office door.”

“True, but it’s more trouble than it’s worth. Watching them for signs of whether they’re enjoying the exam, and slipping them a little injection so they won’t remember. Thanks for that pharmaceutical you gave me by the way. Works wonders. But they’re so out of it, it’s really not that much fun violating them. On the other hand, when they get the antidote and find themselves lying on the table with a nurse sitting beside them, they always assume their cunts are sore because of the speculum.” He went back to licking my pussy, driving his long tongue inside me. Then I felt his gloved finger at my asshole.

“The backdoor still virgin?” he asked Dad, who was casually stroking himself in my mouth. Not once had either of them spoken to me directly and it was such an odd sensation. I might have been part of the table itself for all they paid attention to me.

“I’ve been holding off on that for a special treat,” he said. “But a finger is fine. When I fuck a pussy, I like feeling it from the other side with my finger.”

“Well first we’ll do the exam, and then explore a little further.” He picked up a metal object off the table. “I’m afraid it’s bit a cold,” he said, “bit I imagine she’s hot enough on the inside already. And we don’t need any lubrication. There’s already enough present” He spread my cunt lips and pressed this cold, hard thing into me, and began cranking it open. Then he looked inside me, and stuck something in there for some kind of test. “Looks healthy, and she’ll make a good breeder. Any plans in that direction?”

My stepfather said, “No, too many complications. Maybe when she’s older. For now I want her on birth control. I like cumming in her mouth, but filling her cunt is good, too. I’ve been careful, but I don’t want to have be bothered about dates on the calendar.”

“I’ll give you samples when you leave so you can get her started right away, but it takes a little time be effective.” He pulled the metal instrument out.

“Stretched a bit now. You don’t mind if I . . .” the doctor motioned toward my spread cunt.

“No, I meant it. Enjoy yourself.

Dr. Field stood up, and unzipped his pants. I felt the unmistakable sensation of a cock against my pussy.

“I’ll use a different sort of ‘instrument’ for this part of the exam,” he chuckled. “I call this the cock suitability test.”

“Believe me, that’s one suitable pussy. And having it firmly secured in place makes it even better. I take it she’s wet.”

“Dripping,” said the doctor. And he rammed himself in without any further earning. I was stunned and almost choked on Daddy’s thick cock in my throat. But they quickly worked out a rhythm between them.

“So, doctor. How many of your patients ask for the special treatment?”

“A small selective group, very submissive, usually they’re sexually frustrated. I make sure to schedule at least one of those sort every day or so for my convenience. And I have a specific nurse who sits in on those sessions. That way they can’t go back on their consent to having the special treatment.”

“You bind the tits, and what else?”

“Oh, it depends,” replied Dr. Field, ramming his dick deeper and deeper into me. I tell them what nasty whores they are while they suck me, and if it seems appropriate they get to eat my nurse’s pussy, too. The ones who like getting ass-fucked are especially enjoyable. I can adjust the table and tie them face down so it’s very accessible.” The doctor was stroking harder and faster. He reached his fingers into a jar of cream on the stand next to the table, and rudely inserted his thumb in my ass. It felt weird, but good. I felt so full. Then the doctor flicked started flicking my clit and I couldn't help but moan with pleasure. My dad picked up his pace and squeezed the base of his cock. I knew he’d fill my mouth any minute. They both blew their cum into me at about the same time.”

“Hmm,” said the doctor. “Not bad at all. And I think I’ll give her a good syringing and some spermicide just to be on the safe side.” He inserted a thin tube in my pussy and turned on a valve. Cold water poured into me, and I arched off the table. “Oh, a little chilly is it?” the adjusted it and then it was too hot, but I didn’t dare complain. He took a bottle from a shelf with a narrow neck, like a ketchup squeeze bottle at the diner, and squired something inside that stung a little. “That ought to do it,” and he came around to the head of the table. “Clean off my dick,” he said. “We’ll see how your tonsils are,” and he laughed at his own joke. Once I’d performed to his satisfaction, he said something to my stepfather I couldn’t quite here. Dad nodded and the doctor pressed a button on his intercom. Moments later the door opened and the nurse walked in. I was mortified as she looked me over like a piece of meat.

“Having a pleasant time, doctor,” she asked, smiling at him.

“Indeed. Our new patient is quite satisfactory.” The nurse walked between my legs and to my shock, began fingering me. She looked at my stepfather. “When you think the time is right, I’d be happy to expand her education.”

“Why not now,” he said, obviously pleased with the idea.

“How would you like me to do it?” she asked.

“I think if you straddle her face, I’ll fuck your lovely cunt and she can lick my cock and your pussy at the same time.”

So I got my first taste of pussy. I was truly mortified. It was also the first time I’d been treated so completely impersonally. And still I have to admit it made me so very hot inside. She lowered her shaved pussy over my mouth and I licked it, a bit tentatively at first, but she told me to get my fuckin tongue up her snatch and get it wet for my Dad. Then he stood on a stool or something and slid his dick into her. I could easily lick both, and I did. When he was ready to come he pulled out of her and shot his load down my throat. Then she ground her pussy and clit into my mouth until she came, too.

The last humiliation is that they left me there tied to the table for maybe half an hour while they all left the room. The doctor took a battery operated dildo from a cabinet, stuck it in me, and turned it on before they left.

It wasn’t until a few years later that I discovered the doctor had his exam rooms wired with surveillance cameras, and sold the resulting films on various porn networks. So everything I’d done was on film, especially me writhing around on the table trying to cum from the vibrator in me. My Dad finally came back, and walked over to the table. He reached for my clit. “You want to cum, bitch? You want to cum really bad, don’t you?”

“Yes, Daddy, Please.”

He stared at me for a moment. “I suppose, since you’ve behaved yourself.” And he roughly pinched and rubbed my clit. By then I was so hot I didn’t car how hard he did it. And I came, out loud. He kept it up, fucking me with the dildo and rubbing my clit, making me cum in wave after wave, until I thought I would faint.

“Very good.” He unfastened the straps. “now put your dress back on, and leave those bands on your nipples. I like how they stick out.”

I was pretty embarrassed walking out of the office and down the street with these pointy nipples bulging out my thin cotton dress, but Dad enjoyed it obviously. It also explained why we’d taken the train instead of driving. He made sure every man on the train got a good look at my bulging nipples and even raised my skirt so this one gangbanger sort of black guy in the seat across from us could get a good shot of my pussy. He lowered his sunglasses and stared between my legs. Then he licked his lips and lewdly rubbed the bulge in his jeans. “You sellin’ that?” he asked my stepfather.

“Just showing it off for now,” he replied. “But if you’d like to give me your cell number, I’d be happy to let you know when you can have some. . . free, of course. She’s such a slut, she’d fuck any cock I put in front of her.”

Again my face was on fire. There I was standing by my stepfather while he fingered me in front of a total stranger. This obviously was what he meant by continuing my training. The black guy stood up, looked around to see that no one else in the car was close enough to see, and joined us. He gave my father a business card. “Piece like this worth some serious cash,” he said. “You wanna do business, lemme know. But I’ll be happy just to give her a taste of hard black meat.” He tweaked my distended nipples. “nice,” he said. “Maybe some little gold rings. All my ho’s got little rings. Down there,too,” he added, cupping my pussy and squeezing it hard in his enormous hand. “You let me know, business or pleasure. . . . anytime. I’ll do the bitch.”

He got off at the next stop and I sat there blushing furiously.

My stepfather was obviously having a very good time. “Linda, my little fuckslut,” he whispered. “I know you’re embarrassed, but I also know your hot fuckhole is dripping pussy juice. You see, that’s just what you like. Born to be a fucktoy, girl.”

“Would you really let him have me,” I asked nervously.

“Well, not permanently,” he said. “But yes, I’d let him use you, for my own amusement of course. He seems very well endowed, and you’ll have to learn to take any size dick in that sweet snatch. That’s your job.”

When we got home, he spanked me hard for enjoying my doctor’s exam so much, and then told my brother all about it, in front of me. He finished the story by showing Derek my wrapped nipples. He pulled on them while I sucked his cock.

“You know, Dad,” he said. “I’m fuckin’ glad mom married you.”