Friday evening, the for the first time week of June and I was totally slow down. I'd met a supporter for dinner party and a drunkenness or two and had gotten home around nine. Now, I was sipping a bit of Maker's Mark, rocks with just a splash of water supply while I enjoyed the quiet. It had been an eventful week, Joanie my xviii class old daughter had graduated, graduated with a 3.96 GPA, not quite valedictorian but second in her class and I was so maledict proud.

Yes, I was proud. Joanie was my"Little Princess,"I'd nurtured her, raised her and took immense pridefulness in her accomplishments. I'd loved my wife, in fact, I still do…posthumously…she'd died eighteen years ago ; in the hospital where Joanie was born. My sister daughter was nursing at her female parent's bosom, there in the hospital bed, when Marcie, my wife, suffered a fateful brain aneurism and I was left a widower and the only caretaker of a new tolerate infant.

I sound like I'm looking for sympathy, but, truth be told I did have help. My female parent came to stay with me for three priceless month. She took charge of Joanie's care and, along the way, taught me how to prepare expression, bathe and variety child and get accustomed to functioning on just a few stolen hours of eternal sleep. Mom would have liked to bide longer but my father's health had taken a tour for the uncollectible and she was desperately needed at home ; when she left I hired a nanny.

wellspring, nanny might he understating her duty and value to me. Morgana O'Timothy Leary was and still is a very important person in Joanie's and my life. First she helped with tyke forethought then her responsibility evolved. My line of work is brokerage, I buy, sell and chance token for others and Mo functions as my office manager now. She's just a span of twelvemonth onetime than I, a petty on the slender side ( learn skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears chicken feed that are unflattering and eschews makeup ; in other words she makes no effort to have herself appealing but, none the lupus erythematosus, after that first night and after she'd been with me for respective years and after a few cocktails I had the distinct pleasure to remind myself that she was a savage between the sheets and blessed with the tightest kitty I'd ever had the pleasure to meet. Still, we mutually concluded that a business kinship would be best ; Joanie was twelve and seemed to be developing an vivid dislike for Morgana. Morgana had frequently spent the Nox during the week and always on the weekends for our special Sat nights.

After we ended our relationship, my sex biography went to hell in a manus basket but I had a more contented daughter. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to fill the vacuum. She liked to fluff me and flirt unabashedly ; hugging me tightly, letting me feel her rapidly developing chest against my chest ; sitting on my lap and giving her cute tail a wiggle or two and even giving me a peep at her pantied arse as she'd dash into the bathroom for her shower.

But enough, what I was really smiling about was my, well, our coming vacation. I own a little vacation cottage in the mountains situated on the loveliest tarn this English of Scotland. Two calendar week, two absolutely wondrous calendar week in June of each twelvemonth Joanie and I spend a two weeks there. There are Mrs. Henry Wood for tramp, exciting wildlife to see and photograph, a small powerboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for at leisure explorations of the channels and creeks.

I'd just stood to fix another of that fine Maker's stain when the jangle of my telephone set intruded.

Joanie I wondered, she was out with admirer planning to go to a balefire for a"Start of summertime"party, rib some hot dog, burn some marshmallows and, probably illicitly sip on a couple of beers ; I answered,

"Hello ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

Harry had been my safe friend since grade schooling, I'd been his advantageously man and he'd been mine. He and his wife Betty were Joanie's Godparents but his birdsong was still a surprisal ; I knew his study schedule and he was on duty.

"Hey crony, what's up ?"I asked.

"naught right, I'm afraid. There's a problem with Joanie, she's with me but I need you to come choice her up. I'll meet you at the Denny's on Somerville road in thirty minutes."

"Harry, what's going on ?"

"Let's talk there, not on the telephone, OK ?"

After we'd rung off my psyche went into a whirl. What the hell was going on ? Ok, Joanie was my"Little Princess,"but she wasn't a saint. In fact she made suicidal conclusion ; not often thank God, but she could be led.

At thirteen, the summer between middle school and high schooltime I'd caught her and her girlfriend drink my beer and smoking fag back behind the kitty house. Then hold out year, at the beginning of her junior year there was the installment involving experimentation with marijuana and my Godhead's gull ; what would it be now ?

I'd blistered her little ass over each of the above but now she was eighteen, emancipated, an adult under the law. I got my keys and headed for Denny's.

Harry was parked at the back of the lot, I pulled up beside him and got out. He joined me.

"Rob, let's put her in your back buttocks then get a cup of coffee."

Joanie was in the back seat of Harry's cruiser, disheveled and passed out. We managed to get her to my car where she mumbled something then collapsed over the seat. I locked the car and followed Harry to the restaurant.

We took a booth in the book binding where I could see my car, after we got coffee and the waitress left us alone Harry started,

"Rob, it's bad and could give birth been a hellava lot worse. Luckily I was on the scene and the concentration of the other attending policeman was directed toward the two guys. When I saw it was Joanie I got her into my car. Rob, the driver is a known monger, marijuana and cracking cocaine. He had a can Inner Light out and the patrol officer recognized him, he pulled him over Thomas More to roust him than anything else. There were four people in the car, Dejoineous Joiner was the driver and his main squeeze Jamitious Curry were up front but Joanie was in the back with a guy named LaTarian martin and he's a bad actor, too. According to the arresting officer there was a articulatio smoldering in the ashtray. He had them all lined up when I got there. I let him handle the searches of Joiner and Curry and told him I'd take care of Steve Martin and Joanie. He found about a K worth of crack in Curry's purse. Joiner and St. Martin weren't carrying.

Rob, I did search Joanie's purse, she had two rock 'n' roll wrapped in tin foil. When I asked she claimed she didn't know how they got there. I believe her, the guys stuck their shit in the girls'handbag but I can't prove that. We've got Joiner on a DUI, all four of them are fucking smashed to the gills, and he's also VOP ( rape of probation ) but Curry's gon na get busted for possession, Dean Martin's gon na walkway and you're gon na get Joanie the fuck away from here. Get her straightened out Rob, she's a good female child but this could take gone way, way bad ; you understand ?"

"Oh yeah, I understand, thanks Harry, I'll deal with it."

Harry knew how I dealt with these kind of problems, he asked,

"She gon na to be able to sit ?"

"Harry, you know I go up to the cabin for two workweek every summer. I think I'm gon na go up for a calendar month this fourth dimension ; leave alone tomorrow good morning, maybe have a little detox session and let her drop virtually of her detoxification on her corporation ‘ cause she won't be able-bodied to sit."

"My Guy, that might do work. And tell her Uncle Harry will put her in cuff and leg irons if she does it again,"with a grin.

The campaign home was absolutely uneventful, and aside from the occasional snarful and groan from the inebriate in the backseat it was in secretiveness. At home I helped her stagger to her bedroom, undressed her down to step-in and bra and tucked her in ; yes, with a kiss. In spitefulness of her transgression she was still my"Little Princess,"nothing she could do would commute that.

In my room I packed a bag with the clothing I'd pauperism at the mountain cabin then fixed up a little handle with detail I would or might postulate. From xviii years experience there were sealed things that Joanie might demand. If she didn't feel well, achyness and headaches she'd need her Tylenol, Panadol that she still got like she did when she was a little girl, in suppository form, chloral hydrate suppositories to offer a sleep aid and supporter with withdrawal, the red medulla oblongata enema syringe and, of course my trusty rectal thermometer. Then I added nan's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled eggs, bacon, hash Brown University, unscathed wheat goner, orange juice and chocolate were served to my"Little Princess,"she looked like death warmed over.

"I'm sorry, dad,"she croaked.

Pouring her a cup of coffee, I said,"Eat."

She chased a rasher of bacon around her shell and took several taste of the egg before running to the bathroom. I heard her gagging.

When she came back she started,"pa, I'm so sorr…"

I cut her off.

"Eat what you can then go pack, we're going up to the cabin as soon as you're set and, Princess, coterie superfluous PJ's and panties, you'll need them."

Big as saucers, her eyes,"What daddy ?"

"Just eat and get packed, I'm ready to go."

The ride to the cabin was tranquillise. Both of up knew or suspected what awaited. Music was playing on the radio, Classic res publica, but low, unintrusive. We stopped in Ithiel Town, got supplies for a calendar week then drove on, it was darkening by the fourth dimension we arrived. Joanie helped getting the cabin opened up. Although it was June the evening was chilly I asked if she'd like a fire, she would ; I lit one in the fireplace.

The cabin had a bedroom and bathroom on the ground flooring and a sleeping loft above. I stayed downstairs, Joanie was in the loft unpacking, I suggested that she have a bath and get dressed for bed while I fixed dinner.

While she bathed downstairs I heated a skillet, fried some potato with onions and peppers then sautéed two perch fillet while spinach plant simmered.

Joanie was clad in a gown that she'd cinched tightly around her as she climbed the staircase/ladder to the loft. I'd finished dinner party so I sat sipping a Coca Cola, yes, a Coke, God I wanted a shaper's Mark but, because of the why, this was going to be a dry calendar month for this household.

Joanie, I haven't told you about Joanie. Every girl it these stories is the most beautiful little girl in the world ( how the fuck can they all be the most beautiful female child in the worldly concern ? ) Joanie isn't. She's my"Little Princess,"mine.

Joanie is only about 5'1"tall and still, no dubiety scales in at a round 130. She has rather wax bosom, a poofie tummy and a bed made up of twin fleshy globes distinctly cleaved. Cute, not beautiful, sexual not aphrodisiacal, and to those cola dealers she'd been with, a target.

I watched as she climbed down from the loft. As a joke I'd bought her jammies for her seventeenth birthday, she always complained that it was too cold in the winter. I got her some that were one piece, had footies and a drop seat ; they were cardinal red. I admired her rather broad bottom as she descended, I could see a panty line of business. She'd put as practically cloth as possible over her very vulnerable fundament ; smart girl, but no hope.

Dinner was a rather tranquilize social function. I waited until she started the conversation. It was a combination of apology and exculpation, how she'd not known about what"those hoi polloi"did, how she'd never do anything like that again, bombast, blah, blah."

I let her talk, through dinner, while I cleaned up afterwards, over coffee. Joanie knew me, she asked,

"No wine, no cocktails ?"

"Not this clip Princess, no ; not this time."

It struck home, she knew what she was there for, she sensed what was coming,

"Daddy, you can't, I'm eighteen, an adult, you know. I could go to the police, couldn't I ?"

"Why not go to your Uncle Harry, he's the one that saved your cute rump, do you cerebrate that would help oneself you ?"

She hung her foreland as I stood up and took her deal, saying,"I need to know."

I took her to the bath and retrieved the drug testing kit I'd purchased. She looked questioningly at me as I unfastened the rear of her jimmies.

"Pee in the cup for me,"I told her as I handed her the little paper container.

"pop, please, this is so embarrassing, don't watch me."

"Just pee,"I want to know if you're using drugs.

"Oh dad, yes, I smoked some marijuana, ok, now you know."

"Joanie, pee,"my representative was harsh.

It wasn't as though she was exposing practically of herself to me, her PJ's covered most of her. She filled the cup and handed it to me.

The test showed the bearing of the hemp but, thank God, zilch else registered.

As she wiped and flushed I walked into my bedchamber ; she followed.

I'd already positioned a chair in the middle of the elbow room, straight backed, no arms, uncomfortable for much besides its intended purpose.

Joanie saw the hairbrush, Grandma's hairbrush, resting on the side table.

"Please pappa, no."

I folded her over my lap and started to spank.

20, I counted, ten on each impudence, on her pajamas, those pajamas that were printed"Little Princess"on the free fall flap. Already I heard a few crying ; I ungripped and lowered the flap. scanty were evident

Ten, ten, ten on each cheek, hard, fast, she wailed, she kicked and tried to hightail it, I held her tighter, my left arm gripping her sonant midriff ; I stopped.

": Settle down,"I said. I stroked her youth body until she'd calmed.

"Stand up,"I instructed.

She stood. Her pajamas were a onsie that zipped up the front ; I unzipped it. Her breasts were unfettered but I ignored them as I lowered the one composition. First her swollen breasts then her puffy breadbasket, then down.

"Step out,"I commanded'she still had her panties.

I lowered her back over my lap. I'd let her continue her panties on because I thought it was more humiliating to her to have me engage them off, parting of her punishment. I lowered them to mid thigh then told her to airlift her hips. They lay on the storey at her animal foot as I began.

I started at the joint between her tush and her second joint then spanked up, over her sit spots to the top of her buttocks then back down.

Crack, crack, pass, the resounding euphony of flesh get together flesh. After about thirty knock I stopped and reached for the hairbrush.

Thwack, thwack, thwack, the awesome, awful sound of the oak backed light touch falling. I gave her ten ; it was over.

Joanie was sobbing, eyes flooding, nose leaking she whimpered,"pappa, I'm so sorry, I'll never do anything like that again."

I rolled her over and held her on my lap then took a tissue and let her blow her nose.

"Why don't you lay down on the bed and rest."

I knew she'd be a mess for a piece. It tied her in naut mi when she did something that trouble me so much that I punished her.

I turned down the sheet as she slithered, tummy down, on the mattress.

"Daddy, can I slumber here tonight, I don't want to have to climb up to the loft ?"

I thought for a moment then said,"Ok Princess ; do you want something to help you slow down ?"

"Un hunh, please,"she answered, we both knew what that would be.

I got one of the sedative suppositories from the fridge.

As I came back into the sleeping accommodation I paused to admire my handiwork. Joanie's arse was a kaleidoscope of color ; multiple tad of red, violet, purple with just a tactual sensation of dingy, damn, she looked sore.

I sat on the bed and gently spread her nether cheeks. She was pink, a tight ring, I pressed the suppository in, penetrating her with my index fingerbreadth. Her sphincter muscle contracted, gripping the digit.

"That's the way, keep it in,"I said.

Slowly I withdrew from her.

"Thank you pa, now can you nurse me."

I was dressed in my sleepwear, baggy gym shorts and a tee shirt. I crawled under the plane with her.

She immediately snuggled up against me and buried her face on my chest.

After a few minutes and in a shaky phonation she asked,"daddy can you help me get settled down ; you know, like you used to do when I was a baby ?"

How can she remember, I thought. The concluding metre I'd done it was just prior to her twenty percent birthday, over thirteen long time ago.

"I'm blue Princess but you're too old for me to do that."

When she was an infant I'd found that she'd immediately calm down, coo and smile if I traced my finger along her Venus crack, her slit back then it was null more than a pink valley, her labia and button were undeveloped but now she was asking that I do it again, to her eighteen twelvemonth old self.

"Please daddy,"she begged as she took my script and pulled it toward her ; the back of my handwriting brushed the silken pilus covering her mons veneris.

"Please,"she said as she opened her legs and guided my hand to her.

I let her, I didn't try to stop her nor did I pull away. My center finger's breadth found her groove. I'd used my index finger when she was Pres Young but my halfway finger was longer, better capable to slide along her mature sex. I parted her labia and gently stroked her.

Different, so very different than when she was a small fry with just a humble immature slit. Her outer labia were conceited, her inner labia protruded beyond the outer, her clit was prominent and engorged. My"Little Princess"had the body of a woman.

She trembled under my tender succor then snuggled against me. Soft gentle snores, the sedative had taken effect, she slept.

I didn't, no rest period for the wicked and what I'd done ; hell what I was still doing was wicked. Rationalized my actions, she wanted it, it didn't distress anyone, blah, fustian, rant. Then I waxed philosophical, the world was wrong, I was right. Oh, maybe the taboos against incest had a practical reason before the availableness of birth control ; but no longer.

The raspberry and the bees talk of the town, mother to daughter, founding father to son. Think about it, wouldn't it make more signified, mother to son, a fair sex who could explain and, yes, even demonstrate how to be a dependable and considerate lover ? And a don to his girl, caring and loving, caressing, introducing her to sex gently rather than with some pimply faced teenager across the backseat of a 2005 Honda Accord.

Hell, makes sense to me, let's introduce legislation.

I took my hand back, her trickery on my finger. I brought it to my back talk ; apricot and cream ; exquisite. Finally I dozed off with a smile on my face.

I awoke to the scent of coffee percolating and Francis Bacon frying. Joanie stuck her read/write head into the bedroom,"Breakfast in ten minutes."

She was wearing a robe and, unless I was utterly mistaken, nix else.

I brushed my teeth and traipsed out. Once seated Joanie gave me a cup of deep brown and a collection plate on bacon, ball and pledge then served herself. She sat down, gingerly, saying,"Thank you for end night Daddy, I slept like a baby."

Changing the bailiwick I said,"Still a little sore, are we ?"

She stood,"Want to see ?"She asked.

She lifted her gown and leaned forward displaying her bottom and a bit more.

"touch modality me, finger how hot I am."

Before touching I looked. My Little Princesses tush was stilled a mottled red and garden pink ; at to the lowest degree the other colors of the rainbow had faded. I rested my palm on her sorely ill-treated bottom.

"Yep, you're still warm,"I commented.

"dad, are you going to spank me again tonight ?"She asked as she again took her seat.

"Do you retrieve you deserve another ?"I asked.

An absolute non sequitur, she whispered,"Do you intend I've got a cute butt ? I think it's too big."

What could I say, Marcie, my go away wife was a cute Irish whiskey jeune fille, short, a little pudgy and piano with strawberry mark blonde hair, full breasts and a plump bottom ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump bottom. My mind wandered and I began to get an erection memory. White as curdle cream, how I'd loved to leave a knock hand print or two before I parted her plushness and entered her, but, I had to say it, how could I let this lead in go,"Princess, you have the perfect tail end, I know, my deal fits it perfectly."

"Are you pappa, are you going to paddle me ?"

"You didn't answer me Princess, do you opine you merit another ?"

"Probably, I probably do but you really don't need to, I swear I'll never do anything like that again. I was so dash in that car I'm glad the police stopped us, I was never so glad to see Uncle Harry in my life."

"Joanie, why were you even in that car ? Those people sound like gang banger or drug monger from what Harry told me."

"At the party, they were at the party. We ran out of beer, one of the guy rope was twenty-one, he could buy more and I had a picayune money, I was going to feed him the money and let him buy it for us. That's how it started."

"You got in over your head, didn't you ?"

"Way, way over my mind. Almost as soon as we left the political party they fired up a couple of joints then the guy in the punt seat with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na have himself some unfermented Danton True Young Andrew Dickson White slit. When I tried to labor him away he grabbed my arm and squeezed my white meat. Then he said to the other guy, Jam you gon na get you some of this pussy, too. That guy said, ‘ Hell yes.'Then the young woman he was with said, ‘ Y'all gon na let me learn, ain't ya, I wanta see your big black dicks tear up that squawk's blank ass.'He was trying to pull my pants off when we got commit over."

"You were favourable the copper showed up but Joanie, you know you put yourself in that position, what were you thinking ?"

"Daddy, they were going to assault me ; both of them and that female child was going to watch. Daddy, I'm still a Virgin. I knew I'd be screaming and crying while they did it to me but it almost seemed unsound, more degrading that another fille was going to get her thrill watching it chance, God, I was scared. I mean, I know I'm not going to be a virgin forever or anything like that but I want to prefer when and with whom I am, to use an old term, deflowered."

I knew she was a virgin, my probing finger the night before had explored her vagina. She was tight and I'd felt her hymen but for now I thought it skillful if we change the subject.

"Let's finale breakfast and go for a walk around the lake, we can blab out then, ok ?"

I cleaned up the kitchen while she took a cascade. She was still only wearing her robe, her pj's and step-in were in her bridge player as she climbed the ladder to the loft.

Half way up she turned her nous, our middle met and she gave me a small smile,"You're peeking aren't you Daddy."

I couldn't deny it, from where I was standing all of her womanly wiles were on display,"Go on, get dressed,"is all I said.

I showered and dressed in slack check short circuit, tee shirt and a brace of stool pigeon ; I was waiting at the freighter of the ladder/stair when Joanie climbed down. She, also was in shorts and a T ; we set off.

As we walked I let her lead the conversation. It had been a horrific experience for her but, once she was rescued by the police force and Uncle Harry had shown up and saved her from question and collar her fear had been transferred to another portion of her shape. He'd saved her virginal kitty but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. excellent judgment of her dilemma, as go dark had proven.

"God, I was so unintelligent, so damned stupid ; Daddy, can you ever forgive me ?"

"Princess, you're young. Unfortunately, young people make stupid mistakes but that's a big part of scholarship, of maturing. I know aught like this will ever happen again."

The conversation got lighter as we walked through the woods. We spotted a escape of ducks coming in for a landing place on the lake. It seemed a small tardy for their northward migration, it was early June. We strolled over to the shoring where we found a spot of dope. Joanie suggested that we sit and watch the duck paddle about. I sat, she lounged, laying her drumhead on my lap.

The quiet of the dayspring, the candy kiss of the appease sun, I dozed off still holding Joanie's head. It was she who awakened me.

She's worked my flaccid phallus out the leg of my short pants then she'd taken it into her mouth. It was like a carnal dream, I awoke to my girl fellating me. I should have stopped her, I know…I didn't ; the opinion she was giving me were arresting. I stroked her hair. She looked up with her pretty green eye and smiled then began deep throating my cock.

"Oh God, I'm gon na cum baby, I'm gon na cum,"I moaned.

I expected her to come off, instead she only went faster. As I spewed into her sassing she swallowed as fast as she could, she didn't miss much. My little Princess might be a virgin but it was evident that she had some experience at oral.

I wondered if she expected that I'd commute her penalty because of this. If so, she was wrong, in fact her observable past engagement with fellation made me inquire just how much Joanie had gotten into.

I gave her a soft swat on her rear end, saying,"ejaculate on, let's get back to the cabin. It's time for your drug test."

"Oh Daddy, are you going to make me pee in a cup again ?"

"Princess, we'll be testing every day while we're here."

Back inside I told her to go into the bathroom and get ready while I got her cup and trial strip.

She was seated waiting with her shorts and scanty around her ankles. She took the cup, filled it and handed it to me. While she wiped and rearranged her vesture I tested her pee. Still registering cannabis but not as high as the day before. I led her to the bedroom and sat on my spanking chair.

She started to plead,"pa, please don't spank me again."

I was holding her by the pelvic girdle, I unzipped her shorts and let them fall to her feet.

"Princess, I'm gon na spank every day that you continue to show electropositive for marijuana. Not like yesterday but still you'll flavor it,"as I lowered her over my lap.

I gave her ten moderately hard whacks on her pantie then bared her bottom and gave her ten more. Joanie was sobbing, I rubbed her back and incline asking if she'd like to lie down for a little while..

"Will you hold me Daddy ?"She asked.

"Of line Princess."

I helped her to stand, guided her to the bed and lay down beside her. She was still wearing her bra and T-shirt but was naked from the shank down, which I tried my best to ignore.

Joanie was snuggled tightly against me, she started to talk but I couldn't understand her, she was mumbling something about Morgana I asked and she repeated herself.

"Daddy how come you broke up with Morgana and don't date anymore ?"

I had to think how to answer, finally I said,"I guess former thing were more of import to me."

She smiled,"Like me, I was really bitchy to Morgana back then, wasn't I ?"

"well, you did have your moments."

"I'm sorry but I was green-eyed, I wanted to be your girl ; Kinda dumb, huh ?"

"Joanie, you'll always be my little girl, you're my Little Princess."

"dad, I know you and Morgana had sex a lot, don't you miss that ?"

"Nosey little matter, aren't we ?"

"Well, don't you ?"

"How do you know anything about your old Dad's sex life, anyhow ?"

"My sleeping accommodation's next to yours, I could hear through the bulwark and Morgana's kinda noisy, ok ?"

He remembered and she certainly was. A lot of ohs, oohs and aahs most dark and moan and groans on Sat, the night he parted her rigorous little bottom. God, that was the best, still what he thought about when he jacked off.

"wellspring, there are some things shouldn't do ; things like listening at her pa's rampart. What did you think about what you were hearing ?"

Even with their rather intimate locating watched her redden in embarrassment, then she whispered,"Daddy, I knew what you two were doing. The internet, you know."

"And ?"

"Oh Daddy, this is so unenviable, please don't make me say."

Rob kept quiet as Joanie squirmed side by side to him, he gave her a little hug.

"Yes, that's it, I wanted to be the one in your arms. I'd get so worked up, I'd use my finger's breadth while I listened. I wanted it to be me, I wanted you in me. But now I'm glad it didn't happen. I felt you today and you're so big, I know you would hold hurt me."

Rob thought, he wasn't all that huge, not erotica star size of it. He was a fiddling over 7 ½ inch and a bit chubby.

Now would have been the ideal fourth dimension to end this conversation but Rob was getting aroused ; it had been days since he'd had sex, he held her closer. She sensed the change in him, she could feel his erection climbing against her.

Joanie caught her breathing space,"dad, will it pain ?"She asked.

"Probably a short,"he replied."Do you want to observe out, Princess ?"

She wriggled out of her jersey and shed her bra,"touch me dada, please touch me."

Her breasts were whitish Edward White capped with humble pink nipples.

He caressed them as he drew her finisher and kissed her, there was no going back now.

As his lip trailed down sucking and licking one nipple then the other Joanie her first orgasm not brought by her own hand. His hand cupped her plump bottom as he kissed over her sonant tummy.

As his probing tongue parted her lips and he laved her vulva, Joanie made her own sounds.

"O0000000000000h yes, Oooooooooo God, she exalted."

But when his tongue flicked at her button she nearly exploded. Pounding her coxa up to fulfil him she wailed in alien pleasure. Her juices flowed as her Daddy drank from her sweet natural spring. She was sopping, she was fix as he moved over her.

Rob lifted her wooden leg back, exposing her vagina then moved up against her. With his fingers he opened her then guided his stopcock to her virtuous portal.

"Ready Princess ?"He said.

He worked his way in. Meeting resistance from her hymen he told her,"This may spite baby."

He thrust forward. He felt her attendant maidenhead bout, he was in and sliding deeper.

Joanie squirmed under him and moaned as he filled her. There was a binge in one eye as she gasped for breath.

He leaned forward, kissed her and said,"The unsound is over,"as he began to stroke in and out.

Rob was glad he'd given Joanie a duo of orgasms with his tongue, he wasn't sure she was going to cum from the intercourse.

As he continued Joanie began to relax and accept the invasion of her untested body. Her legs wrapped around his hip as she thrust back to meet his separatrix. Sounds emanated from deeply in her pharynx as she cooed.

"Fuck me pappa, get it on your Little Princess, oh God yes, fuck me good, fuck me good."

He did. Stroking her toilsome and debauched Joanie began to tremble under him as she climaxed yet again. He pulled her hard against him as he spewed into her pumping six old age of pent-up semen into her, bathing her cervix, migrating into her fallopian subway, searching for a fertile egg.

"Daddy, you came in me. Am I going to get pregnant ?"Joanie asked as they lay together resting.

"We'll go into townsfolk to the chemist's shop and get some of the programme B pills this afternoon because, yes, you could get pregnant."

"goodness. I do want to bear your babe but not yet. I want us to feature some fun first, don't you ?"

"You bet Princess,"he answered as he pulled her atop him.

"Squat over me,"he instructed as he guided his penis to her vagina.

"Sit on me and take me in."

Slowly Joanie eased down. She was still sore from the release of her virginity. She took him completely then rested.

"You're beautiful Princess,"he said as he admired her.

Her full breasts, her poofie fiddling tummy, her cherry-red gold aerodynamic pelt and, most of all her alluring cheek smiling at him.

"I'm glad you came in me pop, it makes me experience like a fair sex. Am I your charwoman now ?"

"Do you desire to be ?"

"More than anything dada, now and forever."

She loved that top position, felt she was controlling the action. She bounced, hooted and squealed in delight until she'd bathe my balls with the fragrant flood of her climax.

Afterward we showered and drove into township. We had lunch, picked up a few more groceries and stopped at the CVS pharmacy. I bought several Plan B oral contraceptive pill and some scented lubricant. The contraceptive pill for contiguous use, of trend but the lubricant was for later, if my minuscule Princess was going to be my char more was in store as far as her intimate education was concerned. I'd always had a preference for anal sex, riding my girl from behind as she bucked and moaned ; would Joanie be willing ? We'd see.

On the drive back we discussed birthing mastery methods. The Plan B pills were a check gap measure, Joanie decided she'd prefer an IUD.

Joanie didn't have an adult doctor, she'd only ever seen her pediatrist ; once home base I phoned her and got a recommendation for an OB/GYN in our surface area. I had Joanie speech sound to make her appointment.

She explained what she wanted and was able to get an date for the following day. The Doctor let her know that she would be doing a accomplished physical before she could insert an IUD.

Joanie had never had a female strong-arm and asked me what she could expect.

I told her that she'd deficiency to bath before we left and that she should wear upon clothing that was sluttish to get into and out of. She would probably be nude during the exam. to the highest degree would be act, checking her inwardness beat, ears, nose, throat and eyes then it would become more invasive with a vaginal test, a bi-lateral exam and possibly even a rectal if the Dr. felt it was warranted.

Joanie cringed,"You mean she might stick her finger up my coffin nail, ungh."

true statement be told, Rob hoped a rectal would be included, he wanted to see how Joanie would react to anal retentive penetration.

Joanie was as flighty as a long tailed cat in a roomful of rocking chairs as we drove to the MD's office and, once there she insisted that I be in the elbow room while she was being examined.

It went as I'd explained, ear, poke, pharynx, etc. then a bosom test before the pelvic.

The physician was especial as she explained what she was going to do each stone's throw of the way.

Two finger's breadth into her vagina then palpitation of her ovaries, insertion of a speculum and a pap smear then a new glove and the bi-manual, one finger's breadth in her vagina the indorse in her anus checking the locating of her uterus.

As the Doctor withdrew her fingers and shed her glove she gave Joanie a grinning.

"Not so bad is it. We're almost done,"as she regloved.

Because of my explanation Joanie knew what was coming next. She tensed up and pled,"Please, I don't want that, don't do that to me."

Gently the Doctor rubbed her stomach saying,"Joanie, I need to do it. I'll be patrician, I won't hurt you, I promise."

She gloved up and visually inspected Joanie's anus for hemorrhoid or lesions then got one refreshing glove.

"Almost done Honey,"she said.

As she talked the doctor was lubricating her indicator finger. She touched Joanie's anus, gently pressing and saying,"Just relax, it will be over in a moment or two."

"Bear down for me Joanie."As she did so, her sphincter muscle relaxed and the doctor's finger slid in.

Completing the exam the doctor handed her several tissues, saying,"Maybe you'd like to step into the lav and clean up while I get your new IUD."

The procedure was over, Joanie had a review appointment for two hebdomad hence and a caution that, although she could immediately be sexually active agent she might know some cramping. If so, just make an over the counter pain in the ass reliever ; Tempra, ibuprofen or such and rest a bit.

On the drive home I let her go on about what it was like to be examined. None of it was really pleasant but she fixated on how humiliating the rectal examination was.

"I mean Daddy, she had her fingerbreadth up me as far as she could go checking my uterus and cervix from the back side, ick."

Rob chuckled,"What's so terrible Princess, I've had my digit in you lots of times."

"Oh that's dissimilar, you're my Daddy, I don't thinker when you do it."

We'd left other for Joanie's doc's appointment so we'd skipped her good morning routine. I handed her a cup and pointed to the bathroom.

She scowled at me but she went ; we'd already sorted that out. She felt that since we were sexually active agent she should be off the hook for the reason that we were here, I disagreed. I followed her to the bathroom and tested. Very low levels of THC but still present.

After her spanking I helped her to the bed. Like I mentioned earlier Joanie was always upset after she'd been punished. Today was no exception.

"Daddy, I'm getting the muscle spasm like the doctor said,"she whimpered.

"Do you want some Tylenol,"I asked.

"Unhuh, please."

I got two of her suppositories.

"You've still got some of the lube in you, I'm going to have to keep my finger in you ‘ til your muscles grip them and make for them up in you, ok ?"

My finger's breadth was in her for nearly five minutes. I pulled it out, patted her, gave her a kiss in the cheek and told her,"You have a cute bottom."

"You really think so, I think it's too big."

"No, you're perfect, plush and plump just like your female parent. Now, why not take on a nap and let the Tylenol do its work."

While she napped I went down to the lake and did a little sportfishing. Didn't catch anything but that was ok, it was nice to just unlax and think.

And I thought, Joanie wants to be my woman, she wants to own my baby and exist as my married woman. She was 18 and I was forty-one, we could have several children if she wanted. I'd like for her to get a college education, she was so overbold but, I couldn't deny that I wanted her for my lover if she could blow over my concluding mental testing but that might be hard. She'd reacted badly to the doc's penetration and my peter was one hellava lot magnanimous than her thin finger ; we'd have to see.

I'd started dinner when Joanie groggily wandered into the kitchen.

"intuitive feeling secure Princess,"I asked.

"Yeah, just trying to wake up, the cramp are gone,"she said as she got a potable of water.

"Can we play tonight ?"She asked.

"You want to ?"

She smiled,"I do, I do, I do, sex is fun, don't you think so ?"

"With you it's heavenly Princess."

After dinner and dishes we retired to my bedroom.

Joanie hadn't bothered to set, in fact she'd taken her shirt and bra off, except for a pair of lighting slippers she was nude under her robe.

I took her down onto the mattress. Opening the robe I admired her breasts and give tongue to,"Daddy's sweet,"as I took one then the other between my lips.

God how I loved the taste and the fragrance of her. I worked along her vulva, nibbling her labia and dipping my tongue into her vagina. I took her button between my brim, teasing and batting it with my tongue.

She had a trembling, explosive orgasm then a moment and third. As I brought her off for the forth time she was pleading for me to cease, wailing in a afflictive delight. She was too sensitive to continue.

I moved up beside her and brought her on top.

"A little cowgirl for my Princess ?"I asked.

She was above me and impaled on me in a back. Her best-loved position.

I loved watching as she bounced, rocked and rolled to a flash fifth sexual climax. I hadn't cum.

She was out of breath as she crawled up adjacent to me.

"That was fun Daddy,"she told me.

I let her rest and recover for a few minutes then rolled her onto her belly and straddled her hips.

"I want you from behind this night Princess. Get up on your knees."

As I helped her into position I admired her sex. Still a girlish coral pinko,"Beautiful, desirable,"I uttered.

I moved up behind her and entered her.

"Princess you have the stark pussy, bedamn this tone so thoroughly. Do you like it ?"

I pulled her back against me as I filled her vagina.

She was already starting to breathe voiceless, more rapidly.

"You're in further Daddy, God you're stretching me. It hurts a petty but it's a overnice hurt."

I began to pump her, I was deeper into her, she winced as I grazed her cervix. I apologized then bait her even harder.

Her pattern sound had changed. She was panting like a pocket-size bitch being ridden by a big German shepherd, she was being dominated, taken. One mournful moan after another as Rob pounded her cunt with the fuck of her life then with a roar he blasted pulse after pulse of his ropy cum into her

He rode her down to the mattress where she lay, dazed and vitreous eyed.

He lay beside her massaging her battered organic structure, caressing her side of meat and bottom, kissing her teary eyes.

Finally she spoke,"God Daddy, I thought you were going to fuck me to death, you felt so big in me. My poor little pussycat's so sore but at to the lowest degree I know what Morgana got."

"Why do you say that, about Morgana I mean."

"I remember her moans. I was moaning just like that when you were riding me. That's what you were doing, isn't it ?"

He answered,"closing,"as he caressed her bottom.

"What do you mean, ‘ ending,'what were you doing with her ?"

Rob gave first one then the other of her plump cheeks a squeeze,"Figure it out Princess."

As he traced a exclusive digit along her sally he saw the fruition and veneration flash in her eyes.

"Daddy, you were in her bootee, weren't you ?"

He just smiled at her.

"You're going to do that to me, aren't you ? Please don't daddy, God it would be so stinky and messy. How could Morgana do it ?"

"Preparation mostly, she'd relieve oneself herself clean and we'd use lots of lubricant."

"Prepare how ?"

"Just a loose meal the night before then enemas respective hours before."

"Did Morgana like it ? Why'd she moan so loud ?"

"She liked it ok but mostly she did it for me, she knows how practically I like anal sex. She got a little nuisance from it but, like you, she likes a little bit of pain with the pleasure."

"I don't think I want to do that pappa, just thinking about it, talking about it scares me. I don't think I could take your big peter up in my belly."

They dropped the matter and over the adjacent two weeks nix more was said. Their sex life story was frequent and active, exploring respective positions. Joanie had begun to enjoy being taken from fundament. She liked the feel of the extra in or two that Rob could get into her although it still wore her out when he fucked her tough. Afterwards he always massaged her, helped her to relax. He spent a lot of time on her soft behind, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her tight ring.

The low time he used his lingua on her there it was like she'd been struck by lighting. She tried to stick out up but he held her John L. H. Down and continued to rim her until she'd relaxed. When he added a finger's breadth to her button he could bring her to climax that way.

The first prison term he slid up on her back and ran his cock along her cracking, touching her she was so panicked she nearly wet herself but he whispered,"It's ok Princess, I'm not going to enter you. Slowly he ran his cock up and down, brushing against her anus with each stroke.

With the fountainhead of his dick pressed against her anus he whispered,"I'm gon na cum,"as he spewed on her cockeyed ring.

"That wasn't so bad now was it Princess ?"

"No pop, it felt kinda nice."

He now knew, she would eventually give up. Slowly she was accepting anal aid and getting pleasure from it.

The two workweek had flown since she'd gotten her IUD. The reexamination appointment found no problems. Joanie was ok for a class unless something unbecoming happened.

On the way nursing home from the doctor's Rob stopped at the supermarket and got the devising for a salad. That was going to be tonight's supper.

Joanie's urine was clear, she was no longer forced to establish him a specimen each day and she no longer got her spankings. Everything was going beautifully except one and it was time.

After their clean supper Rob catered to Joanie's every intimate desire. oral then cowgirl followed by a tiresome supply ship missioner. He ignored her bottom and they ended the evening spooning, him in her as they drifted off to sleep.

Breakfast was a unity poached egg, one slash of pledge, juice and coffee.

As they cleaned up Joanie was overcome by an baleful feeling. She was wearing only her slippers, a twain of step-in and her robe.

The salad survive night, the poach egg for breakfast, she remembered how he had told her how Morgana prepared. He was getting her ready for anal sex, she just knew the enema would be next.

"Daddy,"she rasped.

As he turned to look at her he saw her fear ; she knew. As he watched her bladder failed her.

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

With her urine dripping down her stage Rob helped her to the bathroom, took her skidder, panties and robe and eased her into the tub.

"Get cleaned up Princess then we can complete, ok."

She could see into the bedroom from the bath. She heard urine running in the kitchen then she watched as he set a to the full five gallon pail beside the bed. Her fearful eyes tracked him as he got the red medulla enema syringe and a lube of lube and lay them on the bed then he returned to the bathroom.

He reached for her bridge player saying,"seminal fluid on Princess, it's time."

She pulled back whimpering,"I don't want to Daddy."

Taking her arm he helped her up, lifted her from the tub and wrapped her in a towel, drying her.

"I want my robe,"she said.

"You won't need it for a little while,"he told her as he led her into the bedroom.

Still holding her hand he walked to the bed and sat down then guided her across his lap.

She felt him tinge her, the pall of the lubricant as he fingered her hole.

"Daddy, please,"she wailed, as she felt him open her nerve and stick in the syringe.

After five medulla she was sobbing and cramping. He helped her to lie on her back then he massaged her stomach working the water deeper, up her descending colon, across her transverse Colon and down her ascending colon.

He continued to knead her saying,"Let the water do its work."

When the cramping got to severe he helped her to the crapper then left so she could empty privately.

He could hear the splash of faecal matter, the sound of escaping gas and his little little girl's moans. When it was finally quiet and she had wiped he flushed and led her back to the bedroom.

A moment five bulb enema followed by a tertiary and finally a small three bulb insertion and she was running clear.

He'd gotten a clean robe and panties for her while she was in the can. Another quick bath and she lay down on the bed, exhausted from her enema ordeal.

"Just residual Princess,"he said.

"Daddy, when are we going to do it ?"

"We want to hold back three hours after your enemas,"glancing at his watch he added,"It's

With a tremble she pled,"Can't we wait ‘ til tonight ?"

He hesitated, should he tell her the Sojourner Truth ? If nothing else he was always honest with her.

"Princess, noon will be the outset time. We're going to do it four or five prison term over the course of the day."

"Oh Daddy,"she moaned.
"Joanie, I want to break you in as quickly as potential. I'm afraid you're going to go quite familiar with light meals and clyster, now, get some rest."

Joanie couldn't imagine being able to take a breather but in her exhausted land she was sleeping within minutes.

Gently he shook her,"It's noon Princess,"he said as he rolled her panties off.

She started to creak but then she felt his pin-up clapper on her. God how she adored receiving oral sex. After he'd given her three orgasms he sat up and pulled her across his lap. She saw him pick up the lubricant from the pillow.

First one finger then two in her, pushing the lube deep into her and stretching her sphincter muscle then more lubricating substance. He helped her to lie next to him on her tummy.

He talked to her.

"You've got plenty of lube. Remember how the doctor had you push down when she put her finger's breadth in you ? I want you to do the Saame thing. When you feel me public press against you push down like you're trying to potty, understand."

"A quivery vox answered,"Yes Daddy."

"Remember how I was on your back rubbing against you ? We're going to do it the like way, you'll lie on your tummy and I'll lie on your back. That's the easygoing way for the daughter and, Princess once I'm in I won't come out until I've cum in you."

He massaged her rosehip and ass then straddled her and lay on her back. He slid his penis along her crack several times then guided it to her opening.

"thrust Princess,"he said as he thrust forward. The forefront of his dick split her sphincters and he was in her.

God, it's not like in the porno picture show Joanie thought ; this hurts, burning like fire. She heard the first of what she knew would be many moan, Oooooooooo damn this hurts.

"Daddddddddy, oh Daddddddddy, it hurts."

"I know Princess, try to relax. Saviour, I love your tail. You're so tight, like a velvet glove gripping me. You're the undecomposed Joanie, the very best."

He was not completely in yet, he hadn't begun to pump he was slowly moving deeper into her. Her tissue paper were bid and, as a Virgin she was being stretched to oblige his girth. That's why he wanted her several time this inaugural day, he wanted her broken in. As he bottomed out he rested, waiting for what he knew would get next.

Joanie continued to groan and sob then suddenly she tried to worm out from under him.

"I've got to go, Daddy, please let me up, I've got ta go now,"she wailed.

It happened nearly every fourth dimension with an untaught anal retentive virgin, she was afraid she'd embarrass herself, she desperately needed the toilet, she had to move her bowels.

He held her down as she fought to escape.

"Princess, you had your enemas, you don't have to go. That's not feces, that's my hammer filling your rectum. Just relax I'm going to fuck you now,"as he started to pump her.

God, there's no feeling in the world like a young miss's virgin anus and rectum. The unbelievably miserly grip of her anatomical sphincter muscles squeezing his erection, fighting him, trying to eliminate him. It would always be tremendous but it would never be quite the Lapp. She'd be looser each future prison term. That wasn't all bad, she would be learn how to flex those muscles to squeeze and masturbate him and he could diddle a little rougher.

"Tighten up, squeeze me, help me cum Princess,"he told her.

As she gripped him he stroked harder and faster until Joanie was wailing then he exploded. Pulse after streaming pulse spewed into her, he thought he'd never cease cumming, it felt like he'd pumped a dry quart into her yet he stayed in her until he'd softened. As he fell out he could see that she was dripping, she had a huge anal pick pie.

Joanie's moans had quieted, she looked up at him with her snag stained eyes.

"I love you, you know. Am I your woman now ?"

He kissed her eyes and then her lips,"Yes you're my woman for now and for ever."

"You kinda forced me, didn't you ?"

"Yes, I guess I did and for that I'm sorry."

"I'm not. I knew I'd have to do it sometime. It did anguish but, in trueness, the anticipation was sorry than the reality."

"I'm gladiola you feel that way but now I think you might want to sit on the toilet for a niggling while then put a pair of panties on and come in lie down with me. I'm going to be draining out of you for a while and it could get messy."

When she came back she lay on her stomach, her psyche on his chest and asked,"You said I was the best, did you really mean it ?"

"Princess you're rattling. Far and away the best I've ever enjoyed."

"You've done it with other girls ; I know you did it with Morgana, who else ?"

"Nosey Little Princess."

"Did you do it with Mommy ? Did you, huh ?"

"Frequently."

"other fille ?"

"A few."

"What was it like with Morgana ?"

"Joanie, she's so thin with her small minuscule stern, I always felt I had to fill it gentle with her. I like plump bottoms, like ma's and even more so, like yours, you're absolutely perfect."

"Would you do it with Morgana again ?"

"Couldn't, it would puddle you off and I don't want that."

"No it wouldn't, before I was green-eyed but no more. I'm your young woman now, if you want to you can. In fact I wouldn't mind watching."

"Really, why ?"

"Daddy, I know what it feels like, maybe I'd like to see what it looks like."

"We'll see."

"Just think about it."

They'd been resting for about an minute when Rob said,"Ready to go again."

Joanie shimmied out of her panties and lay face down on the bed.

Taking a pillow and placing it beside her pelvis he said,"We're going to try a unlike position this time."He rolled her onto her binding with her hips on the pillow so that her bottom of the inning was elevated.

"I want to be able to see your pretty face,"he told her as he added a minuscule lubricant, she was still pretty slick from before.

As he moved up to her he lifted her legs and asked her to pull them back toward her chest, adding,"Remember to push when I ask, ok ?"

"Ok Daddy."

"energy Princess."

When he popped into her she grimaced and groaned. As he slid forward Joanie moaned and one eye teared. When he was completely in he rested.

"Feel the fullness again Princess ?"

A pained,"Unhuh,"rasped from recondite in her throat.

"I know you're probably feeling some painfulness. I'm stretching you, your anus and rectum, but eventually you'll be capable to take up me in easily."

"God I hope so Daddy."

Still resting he massaged her bosom and leaned forward to snog her.

"My Little Princess, beautiful of cheek, succulent of breast, with her soft white bay window and favourable curls ; I could just eat you up."

Maybe later he would but she thought not, she was certain that today would be devoted exclusively to aid to her bottom.

"Joanie, have you ever pleasured yourself with your fingers ?"

"Daddddddddy, what kind of a motion is that. God, even in this position you can abash me."

Rob took her hand and guided it between her legs.

"I think it will feel expert, especially when I'm pumping you."

Reaching down he opened her lips, at the top her clit was glistening, he directed her fingers saying,"rub."

After various stroke Joanie was rubbing herself in rhythm method with his pumping her. If he sped up, she sped up ; if he slowed, so did she. Her sounds changed from exclusively moans to throaty groan interspaced with a gurgling, cooing sound.

As he watch she closed her middle and a small smile played across her lips.

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

He stroked her for about ten second then forced her ramification further back and poking hard into her, roaring,"I'm cumming, I'm cumming."

Joanie's body trembled, as Rob's cum poured into her, her own juice were flooding out in one of the strongest orgasms she'd ever experienced. He continued to pump her as she kept her digit flying until they were both drained.

"God that was intense Daddy."

"Yeah, it was, wasn't it ; you liked ?"

"My poor bottom's sore but my piddling pussycat's for certain happy."

It was moving toward late afternoon, Rob said,"Let's snatch a shower and get a bite to eat."

As they sat eating ham sandwiches with chips and colewort slaw Joanie said,"That position was sort of neat, how we could watch each other's faces, see each other's eyes. Is that your darling berth ?"

"I like it for just those reasons but, no, my favorite is fille under on her knees, me behind her."

"Why, what do you like about it ?"

"You know how you like cowgirl, how you can ride me, bounce and really get into it ?"

"Yeah, I sure do."

"It's a little like that, I like letting her feel my strength, all of my length and girth, giving her a rough ride."

"God, you make it phone like she's in a overlook, subservient position."

"Maybe she is, maybe she is."

"Is that what we're going to do later ?"

"No, you're not ready for that. I like to bring hard, I'd hurt you. Eventually we'll get there but not yet."

"What are we going to do next ?"

With a grin, he answered,"You'll just have to wait."

The waiting wasn't long. He took her hand and led her back to the sleeping accommodation. She stepped out of her carpet slipper, he helped her out of her robe and rolled her scanty off.

Sitting on the bedside he guided her over his lap saying,"We need to relubricated you after the shower."

Her lilliputian ring was red ; the vigorous workout she'd received was discernible as he fingered the lubricant into her.

He started with her on her backbone but without the pillow. Lifting her legs he entered her, again he paused when he was fully in her so she'd experience the full feeling in her bowels before slowly pumping her a few times then he started to turn her.

She thought he was going to make a motion behind her and she wasn't ready for that yet but once she was on her side he straddled her miserable leg and held her top leg up as he moved against her.

With one bridge player holding her top hip his other massaged her abdomen.

As he began thrusting deeply into her she saw a small grin appear on his lips.

He continued to hold her get down tummy, then taking her hand and guiding it to her venter low, just above her pubic os he said,"Feel."

She was startled, it was as if something alive was in her paunch, she could feel it and, when she looked down she could even see movement.

"That's me in you Princess."

"It feels weird, like something alive was in me."

"Oh, it's active and hungry for some more Princess. Now give yourself some fingers and maybe we can get off together."

Finished, Rob told her,"Why not clean up a little and come back. I want a some of my Princess dessert ; put on a piffling make-up, lipstick and eye liner, I want you sexy.

"Really,"she exalted as she leapt from the bed.

"Really, now hurry up, pa's hungry."

Rob was lying on his back when she returned.

"Sit on my pectus facing me,"he directed.

"Now scoot forward."

"Perfect."And it was, her somewhat pinko cunt was right at his lips.

"Can you see ?"He asked.

"No,"she pouted.

"Would you like to ?"

She bounced a niggling,"Yes, yes, yes."

From under the pillow he pulled out a hand mirror as he extended his natural language and flicked it along her slit.

Accompanied by her ohs, ahs, coos and Oh my immortal, he tongued her for over ten minutes before he sucked the ruby red tip of her clit between her lips.

She couldn't restrain her concentration on watching, she dropped her mirror, grabbed his headway and pounded her snatch against his back talk until she came with a rush and gush of tasty, tangy peach flavored female child juice.

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

"Oh pop, that was awesome. I want a mirror every time."

"Well, take the affair off the dresser and tilt the mirror a piddling, I think you'll be able to watch."

"What do I get to watch next ?"

"Let me sit up a little."

He put a pillow against the school principal panel and reclined against it with his legs extended.

"Ok, now sit on my lap facing the mirror. Can you see ?"

"All of me but not much of you."

"I'm going to lubricate you, can you see my hand ?"

He fingered her not quite so tight niggling ring working in the KY Jelly.

"Could you see ?"

"God yes, you had your fingerbreadth up my little derriere hole."

"Wonderful, what we're going to do now is anal retentive reverse cowgirl. I want you to displume your knee under you and squat over me. Once I'm in you can sit down. You'll be directing the action, ok."

Once he'd gotten the question in her she sat down with a slight moan as he filled her.

"Oh God Princess, incline forward just a petty, I want to see me in you, let me look up to your fantastic ass. tease me, I want to see it going in and out."

He held her rose hip and let her rock and heart on him, reveling in the phone she was making ; still some groan but mostly haphazardness of delight over the show she was giving herself.

Finally he slipped his hand around and let her devolve on his fingers to climax.

"You didn't cum,"she pouted.

"Don't vexation, I will. Let's see how we can get into locating where you an spotter when I'm behind you."

"Lie matted and affect around so you can see your typeface. You won't be able to see a lot of me going into you but you can determine your smile."

"Right,"she sarcastically replied as she squirmed around on her belly until she found the best view.

"We're going to do it like we did the first time,"as he straddled her hips.

After gliding along her crack respective times he centered on her.

"energy Princess."

She was still quite sozzled but it was getting prosperous each time.

With her moan as he popped through her sphincters and a groan as he slid forward he filled her.

"Oh God papa, you're so big."

"Feel to the full Princess ?"

"Yes, so replete, so full."

"Does it sense good ?"

"It feels sorta like the cramps I get when you give me an enema, like I really, really have to go."

"Put your mitt under you, on your stomach. I'm going to interchange my angle of incursion so I'm pushing toward your belly clitoris, you should be able-bodied to finger me."

Once her hand was in place he scooted higher on her rear so his insight was more toward her front ; he started to pump her.

"I feel you Daddy, I can feel you."

He grasped each of her cheeks opening her scissure wider, going deeper than he had before.

Joanie gasped, new tissue was stretching, it hurt ; her eyes teared.

"Oooooooooo pappa, you're too big, you're sooooooooo big,"as a muffled sob broke from her chest.

He pounded her deep, hard and fast for various minutes. He moans had turn to wails, her sobs to a bawling cry as her binge flowed.

"Squeeze me, help me cum and it will be over,"he instructed.

She tightened down as expert she could, it was hard with the surd drive fucking she was getting but finally she felt the warmth as he roared and his ejaculate flooded her bowel.

bettor, it was better He was still in her, still riding her but not as hard, not as deep. He stayed in her until his balls were drained..

He lay beside her expecting her to come in into his arms, instead she curled into the fetal stead with her back to him.

"You hurt me pappa, why did you spite me ?"She whimpered.

"I'm sorry Princess, I just wanted you to induce a small taste of what rough play is like."

"That was a small taste ? I don't want a disk full moon, I don't think I could take on it. Have you looked at me ?"

He had. She was sweaty, her hair was a dishevel mess, her optic were swollen and tear stained trailing black streak over her nerve where her mascara had run, she was beautiful, dainty in fact.

"seminal fluid here and let me hold you Princess."

She crawled into his arms.

"That was just a appreciation, what's the"Full four-card monte ?"

"Joanie, I can go on like that for an hour or Thomas More, that was less than five minutes."

"Then that's what I want damn it, I want to watch you do that to Morgana."

"That's pretty prankish, you really don't like Morg do you ?"

"Not much."

"Joanie, I don't know that I can do that, I mean she's my office managing director, an important employee to me, I hope you can understand."

"fountainhead, that's what I want, maybe you'll find a way. I'm not going to do it ‘ til I see person else take it."

"God girl, what do you want."

"I want to see Morgana O'Leary fucked so hard she can't walk, ok ? I hate her and I want her to pine for a week."

Rob dropped it, it was obvious that Joanie's abhorrence ran deep.

They made up, she cooled off, wasn't mad at him any more, said,"I can't stay pissed at you Daddy."

They day ended, the two of then in bed together in the spoonful position. He'd taken her from tush, his hands fondling her chest as she entertained herself with her fingers. He came in her for the one-fifth time that day and was still in her as they drifted into an exhausted sleep.

They spent the balance of their time at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an enema every two days, he suggested it would be light with a two quart enema bag but Joanie nixed that suggestion. She liked the intimacy, the feeling of surrender she got from being over Rob's lap. Truth be told, he preferred it that way, too. They experimented with every possible side except one. Rob wasn't getting that until she saw somebody else endure it. If she didn't see it it would never be component of their own repertory, menstruum, wax stop.

Their kinship would always be close, they were after all forefather and daughter but where was their intimate bonding going. Joanie wanted to populate as Rob's wife and make his children and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more loving and loved pardner. He could run his business from a phone and computer from their modest cabin until he could replace it with a lakefront home. And, as very much as she detested Morgana even Joanie agreed that she was a actual asset to her begetter business. Rob decided he'd give her a raise and a 10 % plowshare of the job to continue to run their city business office. He planned to put everything in gesture as soon as they got back.

Robert tan : The best laid schemes o'man an'men aft go aglee.

Jewish adage : Man plans, God laughs.

And so it seems. The day before they were to return from to the urban center he received a call from his accountant.

"Rob, I think there is a problem. It's not something I want to get into over the phone but I'd like to match with you face to look at your earlier convenience, when are you planning to return ?"

"I'll be back tomorrow evening late then I'm merging with Morgana in the morning, how about dejeuner ?"

"Rob, I'd like to meet with you before you see Morgana if possible."

"If you think that's trump, certain, we can. require breakfast ?"

"Bagels and Lox at Cohen's, eight-thirty ok with you ?"

"OK, see you then Sol."

Cohen's was the full Jewish food shop in town. When Rob walked in at eight-twenty Sol already had a table.

After they ordered Rob asked,"What's so important Sol ?"

"Rob do you get laid what a defalcation is ?"

"Never heard of it, what is it ?"

"It's a word no businessman ever wants to memorise. It's synonymous with embezzlement and that's what has occurred in your office."

"Sol, what the hell do you mean, it's only Morgana and me…Sol, what are you saying ?"

"You know I was doing a mini-audit in preparation for tax time, right ?"

"Yeah, sure Sol."

"It's not big Rob but I have evidence Morgana has misappropriated $ 2000. Let me show you."

Opening his briefcase he provided documentation evidencing the sure fact that, through assay to herself Morgana had stolen $ 2000.

"Rob, I checked back, this seems to be the only departure I can identify, I think I've found it all ; these copies are for you."

Rob looked and felt sick.

"Sol, thanks for this information but, I hope you understand, I don't feel much like breakfast, what I feel like is that I just got kicked in the balls."

"Rob, I understand, I know how a good deal you rely on her."

"Yeah, I was considering semi-retirement, giving her Thomas More duty along with Sir Thomas More money and a pct of the business. So what do I do now ?"

"The law are, of course an pick or you could force out her. Why not talk to her first, find out what happened, why she did it then adjudicate how to proceed."

"commodity advice Sol, thanks, but now if you'll excuse me I think I'm going to go somewhere and puke."

Rob walked for blocks lost in cerebration, what to do, what to do. This sure fucked up his plans. Finally, he came to a close. Maybe he could relieve Morgana, when it came down to it it would really be up to her. He'd meet with her and react to her response ; tonight.

He took out his prison cell phone and called the office.

"Hey Morg, listen, something's come up ; I won't be capable to pass water it in but I still want to get together as soon as possible. How about I grab a bottleful of vino and block by your place around eight, would that work for you ?"

"Sure Rob, that would be great."

"Unh, maybe if you feel like it we could even diddle a little, you think ?"

"Oh Rob, I'd love to but what about Joanie ?"

"She's matured, what can I say."

There was a smiling in her vocalisation as she said,"I'll be make for anything."

He knew what that meant. She'd be bathed, scented and dressed to the niner after giving herself two Fleet enemas. He drove home, he had a day to waste.

"Princess, something's happened at the office, I'm afraid it may delay our program, I hope not but I'm get together with Morgana this evening to discuss things. I'll be later getting household, in fact I may not be home ‘ til morning."

"Daddy, you're going to have sex with"That Woman,"aren't you ?"

"My, my, young daughter, if that didn't sound Clintonesque, but, yes, I may. Hope I do because if I do you may get your wish."

She had a perplexed look on her face,"My regard"…then the light went on, and"you mean it might materialise ?"

"cool your jets and ask me tomorrow."

She gave him a grinning,"Want me to warm you up for tonight ?"

Over the course of the day he brought his beautiful, worthy daughter off five times but he wouldn't let her reciprocate,"Saving the juice for where it might do the most good."

"pop, what's going on ?"

"Ask me tomorrow,"was all he'd severalize her.

He was fashionably latterly, ringing her doorbell at eight-ten. She answered with a smile.

As he'd forecast she was impeccably attired, a ecru pantsuit, off-white mid-heeled pumps, a white blouse with a footling brown ribbon worn as a tie. She smelled of gardenias. She reached up and kissed him.

Rob couldn't resist the jab,"You look lovely Morg, the boss give you a raise ?"

She giggled girlishly but reddened,"mustiness have."

He offered up a nursing bottle of a fine chardonnay grape,"Shall we have a meth ?"

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her living room she was nervous and girlish in a way a forty-three year old woman shouldn't be but Morgana was with the only man she'd ever loved. If the Sojourner Truth be known, Morgana O'Timothy Leary had never had a engagement until she went to work on with Rob. Throughout schoolhouse she was the skinny, geeky girl with glasses. She didn't go to the promenade, no one asked her, her 165 IQ did create her valedictorian and get her a full ride encyclopaedism to a OK college but she had zero social attainment and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job consultation, they'd met in a coffee shop. It was full and he'd asked if he could part her table.

How she remembered it, she was nearly chance on dumb, here was a really hot guy sitting with her. As they talked she learned that he was newly widowered and had a small-scale sister, he was looking for a nanny.

Morgana was between Job, yeah, do I deal the Big ogdoad firm or the aggressive modest firm that would fast trail her to a partnership. She had a maestro in accounting and was moving up in the earth ; and she was smitten.

"I'm Morgana O'Leary and I'm between Book of Job right now, would you consider me for your nanny billet, I've never been a nanny but I love minor and I could learn."Morgana had never been so forward in her aliveness, she was trembling, her tummy pealing and her bladder about to burst as she waited for his reply.

"So order me, Morgana O'Tim Leary, what are your qualifications ; by the way, I'm Rob Masters.

Morgana couldn't suppress a small grinning,"So you're a professional, too. Mine's from Columbia River, my Bachelors is from Vassar, they're in accounting."

"You're grievous, right ?"

"Of trend I'm serious Mr. Masters, unfortunately, I'm always serious."

"Let me ask you Ms. O'Timothy Leary, how much money do you command in the open marketplace ?"

She thought for a mo, she was inclined to lie, down, way down…she really wanted to work for him but she couldn't even for that tell a fib, she told him the truth.

"Anderson has an offer of $ 212,000 on the table but a humble firm's offered $ 205,000 and a partnership after a year."

"Why are we even talking, I mean, I can pay you $ 35,000 as a nanny-goat and if you could do some piece of work with my company on the accounting side I could come up with maybe another $ 50,000. $ 85,000 tops."

And something happened to Morgana O'Tim Leary that she'd never experienced. She was rocked by look she'd never experienced and suddenly she was sitting in a pool. She wasn't a Virgo the Virgin, one terrible experience in high schoolhouse but never an orgasm, Oh My God, she'd just had her first

She was so embarrassed, he had a little smile on his face, he took her manus and kissed the back like a French gentleman.

"I love your perfume Morgana."

She wasn't wearing any, she knew, like a cat in high temperature she was giving off pheromones, and she knew he knew it.

She nearly broke down as she pled,"Can I have the job, please Rob ?"

She felt so foolish and she wasn't a foolish woman, at least she'd never felt so.

"Do you have a berth near here,"he asked.

"Only a couple of blocks."

"Could we go over there and hash out it ?"

She knew she should be scared, she knew she should run, instead she said,"I'd like that."

Then he let her screw what was going to happen.

"Morgana, like I said, I love the odor of your fragrance. Before we leave I'd like you to go to the ladies room, film off your pantie and get them back to me."

She knew she turned as red as a ripe President Washington apple but when they walked out her panty were his souvenir. Before the eve was over she'd learned just how much she loved sex. The next day her near little consistency ached all over. He'd fucked her every way conceivable, spanked her and ended the even by sodomizing her, she was in love. She started work for him the next Monday sunup. Then he'd kicked her to the curb, now he was back.

She finished the last of her wine and asked,"aid for to a greater extent Rob ?"

"No, not yet, I think we need to speak, don't you ?"

"What do you mean Rob ?"

"Did you know I had Sol doing an audit ?"

"No, I didn't know."

"I thought not. Do you know what he found…"

She started to answer, to deny.

"Morg, please, don't lie to me, I know what you've done, what I want to know is why."

She started to tremble as her eyes teared.

He knew she was about to lose control. He stood, took her hand, led her to the bathroom and dropped her miserable clothing.

"Sit before you pee yourself,"he told her.

She flowed like a fire hose from both her urethra and her eyes,"Rob, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

He took a pad of lav tissue, wiped her, helped her to stand and straightened her clothing.

"Now, say me what happened."

"Oh Robbie, I don't know, I just don't know. I was pissed at you and I went a little crazy."

"Can you pay the money back ?"

She sobbed,"Rob I spent it, when you said, ‘ did your boss give you a raise,'I nearly peed myself then. I bought this Donna Karan pant suit and still had to add $ 500, God I feel like such a tramp."

"Morg, you've been my right hand for a lot of years, I can't think back anything that has hit me so hard as this. What should we do ? I mean, I have the proof, should we get in the police ? Should I fire you, what would you do if it was your decision ?"

"Rob, please, not the police, I'd never be able to get another job, please not that, anything but that."

"Ok, let's take the cops off the table, you think I should discharge you then ?"

"Oh God Robbie, I think I'd go self-destructive if you fired me, I don't want to ever be anywhere else but here, if I can't be here I don't want to be anywhere, please not that, it would be like Coventry from an Amazonian kinship group, I'd wander in the wilderness."

And the trap was set, he knew he'd get what he really wanted. The death thing in the mankind he wanted to do was open fire Morgana, his clientele mavin. He wanted to resurrect her.

Key discussion, Holy Scripture she'd understand.

"But Morgana, you've been a bad missy, a very bad girl."

A lightly came into her eyes,"Robbie what do with your bad fille. What do you do when Joanie is a bad girl ?"

"Morg, she's my girl, when she's a bad girl I spank her. Are you suggesting that I should spank you ?"

"Yes, yes, please Robbie, anything to let me continue to work here."

He took a few import appearing to contemplate what she'd said.

"Morg, can you pay the $ 2000 back ?"

"Robbie, I don't have it all, I can fall in you $ 300 now, ok ?"

I'll tell you what, you pay me whatever you can every workweek. I'll seminal fluid over every Saturday to roll up whatever you can pay, ok."

He could see her relax, this wasn't going to be so bad she thought ; wrong.

"Now the sleep, yes, you've been a bad miss and you're going to be spanked ; tonight and every Saturday nighttime until you've repaid the $ 2000., do you harmonize to that ?"

"Rob, I've never been spanked in my life."

"Is that going to shift tonight Morg ?"

She thought about the option before saying,"Yes, I guess it is, isn't it."

With his left mitt he picked up the little valise he'd brought while with his right he took Morgana's hand.

"Let's get it over with,"he said as he led her to her bedroom.

He surveyed the room, at her vanity there was a finely straight backed chairwoman, apotheosis for the issue at hired hand. He turned it so it was centered in the room.

With her standing in front of him, he took her jacket off then untied the bow around her neck opening. Slowly he unbuttoned the cuffs of her yearn sleeved blouse then down the battlefront before taking it over her shoulders and down. Morgana was s slender cleaning lady, her breasts were diminished and senior high school, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

Her nipples were small and mean as if she was chilled and she was trembling.

"footstep out of your shoes,"he ordered.

Beautiful pearl pumps with a medium bounder were shed, he unfastened the waist striation of her pants and let them fall.

He told her to step out of the quagmire ; she did, she stood in ivory thigh highs and her beige panties.

He could see that she was terrified, even though she'd been to the bathroom not to long before he saw that she might hinder herself. He led her back, lowered her scanty and seated her. It wasn't a menses, rather a squirt, spurt, squirt before he helped her up, pulled her panties back into place and led her to the chair.

He opened his slip and took grandma's hairbrush out, laying it aside he pulled her across his lap.

"Morg, I'm going to spank you on your panties for a while then I'll fill them down and give you some more, finally you'll get ten of my best with the brush. Did you have your enemas ?"

In an almost incomprehensibly quivering voice she answered,"Yes Robbie, two."

He knew she meant Fleets.

"Good, then I'll give you a reaming to remember."

"Ok Robbie, that's what I want, too."

"Afterwards do you want me to stay the night Morg ?"

"Please stay."

"Ready ?"

"No,"she whined.

His hired hand fell with a shot, palm tree on silk.

God that burned, she thought then the second base, third, forth, maybe ten percent battered her. Her little butt, so small, so mean, his deal covered both brass, she was in tears. Morgana O'Timothy Leary was a good girl, she'd never been spanked in her life ; she was being spanked now.

Her legs were splayed and she was sobbing by the time she'd absorbed the tenth bump. Then, over her panties she felt his fingers on her, she thrust back to meet his pinch and came explosively.

He teased,"Your pantie seem to be wet, let's get them off."He rolled then down over her slim down hips and off. As he held then they seemed diminished enough to fit a young child.

prison term for some more, he said, as he began to spank. human body on flesh the go was resounding, he watched and smiled as she went from crimson to scarlet and finally streaks of blue. She was squirming, kicking and trying to scarper but her minuscule physical structure was gentle to arrest. With just his left handwriting on the small of her back he held her in place until she'd ceased her fight, he gave her four or five Sir Thomas More firm spanks then, with her sex cupped with his right hand and his pollex massaging her rosebud, he brought her to her s coming

"We're almost done,"he said as he gave her ten speedy thwacks with granny's hairbrush.

Her tight petty ass was a kaleidoscope of colors, he admired his work. Morgana wasn't even squirming, she'd never experienced such painfulness, she felt like she was on the sharpness of consciousness when she felt the chill on her anus. She was being lubricated, she was about to be sodomized, finger's breadth probed her then she was lifted and laid face down on her bed.

mitt gripped her narrow hips lifting her to her knees, workforce parted her small nether cheeks, pressure against her anus and Logos she hadn't heard in six years.

"energy Morg."

God, she tried, she tried to crowd but it had been six years, she screamed as he penetrated her.

"Still like it do you Cutie ?"He asked.

It hurt like flack but, yes, she did like it, six years and now he was back. Even as he slid into her, hurting her, stretching her, filling her she did like it. Only when he was really rough with her did she not like it and he wasn't going to do that tonight, he wasn't going to wreck her, he was going to eff her pretty heavy but she'd be capable to walk tomorrow.

"Yes, I like it,"she moaned."Cum in me, delight move over me your cum,"she pled.

He did and she loved the feel of his hot semen pulsing into her.

"Please stay all Night,"she begged as he pulled out.

"Morg, stunner, are you still having periods."

Shyly she answered,"Not every month but sometimes."

"So you're still productive, right ?"

"I guess so, yes."

"What are you using for birth control ?"

She snorted out a laugh,"For the go six years abstinence."

"I'm going to have sex you tonight, tomorrow get some of the morning after pill and then get yourself an IUD if you want to do anything Thomas More. Tell me what you've done next Saturday, ok ?"

"You're going to come up back,"she exalted.

"Morg Darlin'every Saturday until you've repaid my money I'm going to larrup you, fuck you then enjoy your fresh diminutive ass."

"volition you spank me the Saami way you did tonight ?"

"Not as grueling and no hairbrush, why, did you like it."

"When I came, yeah. I can't believe you made me cum from a spanking, incredible."

He let her cuddle against him, in spite of the approximative anal sex and the spanking she was cooing contentedly.

She whispered,"I was mad at you, that's why I did it. I guess I was just looking for some acknowledgment from you ; I suppose you could say I got acknowledged, huh."

"Morg, you know it's going to take some time to reestablish the trust we had. The money in and of itself is not the existent event although I do wait it to be repaid. You could borrow the additional $ 1700 from your mother, you know."

"I know Robbie but that way I wouldn't really sense that I'd been punished and, besides, you wouldn't give me my spankings,"she retorted with a piffling smile.

Gently he rolled her to her back and entered her. Her six yr of abstinence were manifest as he slid forward. She was as smashed as a young miss, stringent than Joanie as she moaned,

"Oh God, how I've missed this."

Over the grade of the night, between periods of dozing, they copulated several to a greater extent multiplication. He left saying,"I'll see you at the berth, I'll be there around noon."

Joanie was in the kitchen having coffee when he got home. She put down her cup and gave him a hug.

Then, with her nose twitch like a bunny rabbit, she said,"You did, didn't you ? I can smell her all over you, God her sex stinks."

"That's plenty Princess, we discussed what might happen before I left, I don't think we need to rehash it now, ok."

"No, it's not ok, I hate it."

"Settle down Joanie, those immature middle of jealousy you're showing are about to earn you a red bottom. Now, let's sit down and have coffee bean and I'll separate you what's going on."

After recounting the tale of the missing $ 2000 she said,"Well then, you're going to displace her aren't you ?"

"Is that what you think I should do ?"

"Daddy, she stole from you, of path you should send away her."

"That could put a real flexure in our programme, wouldn't you agree ?"

Joanie paused, she hadn't considered these forking,"I guess it would, wouldn't it ? So, what are you going to do ?"

"Rehabilitate her, in fact I've already started."

"How so ?"

"A slight joystick and carrot plot, if you will. She has to pay the money back. I'm going to meet with her each Saturday dark until the $ 2000 is completely repaid, then she'll get a spanking to remind her of what she's done."

"Ok, so what's the cultivated carrot ?"

"Sex, partly for her and partly for you."

"That doesn't make common sense, how for me ?"

"The final Saturday, when she pays the last of the money I'm going to have her come here."

"And ?"

"Morg usually uses two Fleet enemas in grooming. That day I'm going to enjoin her to pass over them, that I want to turn over her a staring wash out like I give you. We can set you up in my closet, you can watch if you want. Afterwards I'll rent her out, probably to luncheon, we'll be gone the requisite three hours. When we get back you'll get your wish ; fair enough ?"

Joanie let her head wander. It would be fun watching Morgana's scrawny little hind end being filled with body of water, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her tiny boob and childlike hips across her Daddy's lap. And later,"The Ride,"Joanie knew just a lilliputian of what that was like, if he stayed on her long the poor fair sex would be wrecked. Two divergent thought process struck her. In malice of her animosity toward Morgana she felt some sympathy for her and, sec, she was going to have a TV recorder with her so she could film it.

"Fair enough,"she answered.

For Joanie prison term flew, time dragged.

She missed her pappa on the Sabbatum Night he was away. She hated that he came home with"That cleaning lady's"aroma permeating him. She'd prepared her advantage point. Their home had an concern feature. The superior bedroom's vauntingly walk-in closet was actually a walk-through, with entrances from both the quiescence poop and a second entry from the bathroom. She could pass in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a small but well-to-do chair so that she had an unobstructed sight line to the bed. Her telecasting camera was on a tri-pod and ready for natural process. And now metre dragged as she anxiously awaited.

She, however had neglected one matter in her joy that she'd be realizing her wish. She'd told her daddy that she wouldn't do it like that until she'd seen it done and now it seemed they were just weeks, daytime away from her initiation. sentence was flying toward that calamitous outcome. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her scanty coming off, her cute full moon freighter being penetrated, her making the sorrowful sounds of rough sex. In truth, she was scared, already scared and she hadn't even watched yet.

Inevitably that net Saturday was upon them. Rob let her know that Morgana would be over at mid-morning to pay her final installment.

Joanie's tummy was a mess, she couldn't even eat breakfast then a bout of looseness and a weak bladder, she'd peed four time before the doorbell rang.

expectancy and trepidation warred as she went through the bathroom to her electric chair. She waited for about ten mo, she assumed they were handling their business enterprise transactions before she heard the water running in the adjacent bathroom. It stopped and her Daddy walked into the bedchamber with his five gallon bucket. He sat it beside the bed then got the red medulla oblongata syringe and KY jelly. He walked out.

Morgana was wearing a wellspring cut pants suit when he led her in, she was carrying a short overnight case, she set it down. He was telling her how proud he was of her for fulfilling her obligations, she was beaming like a mellow school daughter on her first date with the football star.

"Robbie, why didn't you want me to get myself set up, I always have before ?"

"Sweet Morgana, I want to turn over you a deep cleaning. I'll give you a series of clyster until the urine runs clear. I want your rectum and colons completely empty, I thought we could deliver a skillful foresightful sitting this afternoon."

"Wonderful Robbie, that sounds wonderful."

Her pants suit was picket lavender, Rob took her jacket off, folded it and lay it on the chair. Then an ivory shield came over her head. Her bandeau was also pallid lavender, when it came off Joanie wondered why she bothered, her breasts were no more than a couple of fried eggs capped with eraser sized rose nipples. Rob bent and kissed each one.

"footstep out of your shoes Morg,"he asked

They were off-white, matching her shell, low heeled pump. He unfastened the waistline of her slacks and let them come down, then picked them up, folded them and added them to the other particular on the chair.

Her panty were the same blanch lavender as her bra. To Joanie they looked to be about a child size one. She didn't think they'd accommodate even a exclusive cheek of her plump underside. Rob rolled them off.

Naked, Joanie could see how absolutely midget Morgana was. Her fumble was auburn, not shaved but trimmed neatly. He took her hired hand, led her to the bed, sat and brought her across his lap.

"I'm going to use a little lubricator,"he said as he spread her cheeks. As his finger slid in Morgana cooed contentedly.

As he began giving Morg her enemas Joanie wondered, she got five bulbs each time, could this tiny woman manage as many. She could but she was cramping painfully.

"Robbie, I've got to go,"she pled.

Instead he helped her onto her back on the bed and began to massage her abdomen.

"I want to get the urine way up in you sweetheart, try to relax."Morgana's tum was distended from all the piss, as Rob massaged it began to shrink as the water supply was forced deeper into her bowels.

Finally he helped her to stand, she was bent like an old adult female, holding her belly and moaning as he led her to the bathroom.

"Call me if you need facilitate,"she heard Rob say, as the privy room access shut.

It sounded like a maelstrom as Morgana's bowels emptied. Gas, feces and moans escaped, it lasted for Thomas More than ten proceedings. Joanie thought, God I bet I sound like that, too.

"Rob, I think I need an arm to lean on,"she heard after the flush.

Three sessions and then she was realise. Rob had her lie on the bed and rest.

"God Robbie, I think I like my Fleets better, this is exhausting."

"Just adopt it easy for a few minutes, then I'll give you…"

Joanie couldn't believe her ear, she hadn't expected this, she just knew her daddy was doing this as a bonus for her as she heard him continue,"your spanking."

"Oh Robbie, you're going to spank me, why, I thought we were even."

"payment and a spanking, that was our agreement. This is your live spanking, you ready ?"

He took her clothing from the chair, laid her things on the bed then positioned the chair so Joanie's view of Morgana's bottom was unobstructed.

"Come here Morg, lay over my lap."

Slowly she moved into position and bent.

He jiggled her several time, raising her hip, displaying her arse. He laid his hand on her, one hand covered her completely, then, Crack.

Morgana jumped at the contact. He held her down pat and continued.

crevice, fling, go. It wasn't a particularly vicious spanking but it was steadfast enough to play rent. Morgana squirmed, trying to run. Her legs were flailing as she unsuccessfully tried to avoid the blows.

Joanie's center were big as discus, as Morgana fought she got one leg off Rob's lap, with the former still restrained, she was wide undefendable. Her genitals, were agape, Joanie thought, God I could give her a gynecological exam. Even here she noted that Morgana was low, a short slit completely containing her labia, she was still a girlish pink. The spanking ended.

She stared dumbfounded as her Daddy fingered Morgana to a crashing sexual climax. She then collapsed over his lap, absolutely spent from her ordeal.

It wasn't until then that Joanie realized that her hand was down the battlefront of her boxershorts and her panties were soaked. She was breathing so severe that she feared that Morgana would take heed.

When she'd recovered Morgana went to the john to freshen up, Joanie escaped through the bedroom.

After they'd left for tiffin Joanie changed her panties and glanced through what she'd filmed. In some ways it nearly took her breather away. She wondered, could she set her camera up and film her Daddy with her ; and more importantly, would she want to look on ?

display clip, she heard his car on the driveway, the click of the lock in the front door and Morgana's lilting voice.

"Thank you for luncheon Robbie, I was starved. I skipped dinner final stage dark and breakfast this morning, just for you."

"Well Sweetheart, now that you're well fed would you like to be well bred ?"

"Oh Robbie, you know I would, I can hardly wait."

"Then let's don't,"he said as he led her to the bedroom.

Joanie watched as he again spell by piece removed her cute lavender pantsuit. She really wasn't expecting what came next.

Rob took her to the mattress then kissed down her slender frame. He took her with his mouth. Joanie forced herself to heed to Morgana's screams of ecstasy as he brought her to multiple orgasms. God, even from her distant vantage Joanie could see. Morgana did something she'd never done. In awe, Joanie watched as heart rate of female seminal fluid erupted from her vagina. God, she was squirting all over her Daddy's expression, no damned curiosity he came home smelling like"That Woman's"cunt. She had to, she just had to read what it took to do that.

Rob stayed on her clitoris until she tried to squirm away, pleading, no more, no more.

"What, you don't like,"he teased.

"Oh yeah, I like but I was about to explode."

He slid up and kissed her as he entered her. It didn't take long, Morgana exploded with another trembling, body shaking climax, she lay back.

"Fun,"Rob asked.

"Fun,"Morgana answered.

pickings her hired hand, he pulled her over his lap.

Picking up the tube of lubricant he asked,"Ready for the finish ?"

Joanie watched as he spread her pissed little cheeks, as first one fingerbreadth then two worked lubricant deeply into her. He held her anus unresolved and directly squeezed more of the lube into her. Laying the vacuum tube aside, he massaged her bottom ; then,

"Ready ?"

He helped her into position. She was on her knee joint, her chest of drawers on the mattress, her facial expression turned toward the lens of Joanie's camera. She was tightly drawn up, her pelvis high in the air, her bottom displayed and exposed.

Her dada massaged Morgana's pelvic girdle and bottom then moved up against her. His phallus looked huge, larger than she'd ever seen it. She watched, the headland seemed to be the size of her fist, pressed against Morgana's tight little opening, she heard the Book,"Push Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

Joanie watch while, to a symphony of Morgana's moans, inch after column inch slid into her., his pubic hair was pressed against her stern, he was in.

As he always did with her, her daddy paused once he was completely in, allowing her to experience the painful joy of a stretched and occupy rectum.

There was a minuscule grimace on Morgana's case and she was panting when he started to piston in and out.

He'd fucked her for around ten or fifteen minutes. Joanie thought, this isn't so bad, he was just on his articulatio genus behind her when he seemed to pitch. He drew his metrical unit up along side Morgana so that he was in a diddly-squat. He rose up and transferred his weight unit to her coxa, changing his angle of penetration so that he was thrusting downward, he impaled her with a thunderous stab.

Oh God, it's starting Joanie thought as she heard the mournful lament escape from the other woman.

He was plowing into her voiceless and riotous like a pile number one wood. Morgana tried to drop to the mattress, to bunk but to no avail, he held her organic structure in its tuck position as he pushed down on the minor of her back forcing her rosehip even higher.

Morgana was pleading,"Pleeeeese Rob, no Sir Thomas More, no more, Oooooooooooooooo God, you're splitting me in half, Noooooooooo more."

With the next awesome jab into her dead body, a sob broke from her dresser, the pleading ceased and she babbled incoherently as she cried in agony.

Joanie wanted it to end, it was nearly too gruesome to watch. Still it continued, the ferocious Assault on the small woman. Finally, with a hollering, she watched as her Daddy poured pulse after sizzling pulsation of spermatozoan and seed into her. Even then it didn't end, he continued to take for her up, continued to fuck her until he'd softened and fallen out.

Her camera saw, she saw, Morgana's anus was beet red and gaped receptive with semen dripping from her. At last he lowered her to the mattress on the scepter of unconsciousness

He got up, went to the bathroom and got a warm face cloth then, from her small overnight case he got a bracing pair of cotton panties then retrieved two of Joanie's downer suppositories from the refrigerator. He wiped her forehead with the textile then her fundament before sliding the two suppositories into her. He pulled the cotton fiber panties on her, picked her up and carried her to the guest way bed.

Joanie was waiting when he got back to his room.

"Was that what you wanted ?"He asked.

"A unit lot more, God Daddy, I'm sick and scared. Help me, please,"she said as she handed him two More of the sedative suppositories, lowered her shorts and scanty and lay down on the bed.

Once they were in he asked,"What are you going to do now ?"

Taking off her T-shirt and bra she answered,"I'm going to go lie down with Morgana. I feel so bad for her and it's my fault."

He watched her walk from the elbow room. Maybe a little compassion learned, he thought, but, then again she might desire to keep open some for herself as he lasciviously eyed her plush, plump inviting bottom.

Joanie climbed into the guest bed, Morgana was out to the world. She gathered her into her arms and kissed her cheek.

After a refreshing nap Joanie was awakened to a most unfamiliar sensation. Still sedated Morgana was mewling like a short injured kitten. She'd snuggled against Joanie and was suckling on her chest. At a loss about what to do, she considered pushing her away then enwrapped her with her arm, drew her close, smoothed her haircloth and kissed her cheek. She no longer hated,"That adult female,"it was more like she was an friend. Joanie realized that soon she could be in the like condition.

Morgana was at Joanie's chest for about an 60 minutes before she began to become cognizant of her milieu. The first thing she realized was that she was being tenderly held and that she had a plump teat in her mouth.

"God, I'm sorry Joanie, I mean…"

"I could get stopped it, but I don't mind, it felt nice."

Joanie got up, locked the bedroom threshold and returned to the bed.

"I've never been with a fair sex, have you Morgana ?"

"class ago, when I was in high school day another young woman and I fooled around, nothing grave though, we kissed and fondled each others breasts."

"Did you suck on her bosom ?"

"No, we just touched each other's breasts, cypher at all below the waist."

"It might be fun, you've got the gelded piddling pussy conceivable ; like a little girl's. So small, straight and pink."

"Oh hell Joanie, everything about me is like a slight young woman's."

"I know and it makes you cute. Would you like to see mine, I'm so damned big."

Morgana didn't response but Joanie spread her legs,"Open me Morgana."

Slowly Morgana's deal moved toward her although their eyes remained locked.

"Feel how big I am, touch me, delight touch me Morgana."

As her fingers began to rub and probe Joanie's breathing changed.

"You're exciting me Morgana, you're going to bring in me cum, would you like my cum on your fingerbreadth ?"

Suddenly Morgana's arousal was evident, too.

"More than on my finger, I'd like it on my lips."

Joanie splayed her legs even further and reclined back on the pillows.

"Taste me."

Morgana hesitated.

"Please Morgana,"Joanie begged as she cupped the back of her head and drew her down.

The spry lilliputian knife was like nothing Joanie had ever felt, it sought out places her pappa had never found, a gentler, softer skin senses ; feminine almost felid, it circled her clit, her warm intimation, probing her. Joanie could feel her climax building.

"Oh Redeemer, you're about to get your 1st predilection of daughter cum Mo,"as her soundbox trembled in orgasm.

That legerdemain knife went to her current like a kitty to warm milk, licking until she began to loose. Then, with a prankish grinning, Morgana moved up and kissed her.

"I think it's my turn,"Joanie said.

"I don't know Joanie, I better observe these panties on until I can sit on the potty for a piece, I've got a butt full of cum dripping out of me."

Joanie grew suddenly serious.

"I know and I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

"What do you mean, your defect, you had nix to do with it. I wanted Rob to fuck me, he royally fucked me."

"Has he ever been that rough before ?"

"Oh, we've played rough but never like that, I'm not sure I can walk yet and I sure don't want to sit. I think I'm regulated to my stomach for a day or two."

"That's what I mean. Mo, I'm going to be honest with you, Daddy and I do things together, you know ?"

"You mean, like sex ?"

"Yes, I mean sex and I was so jealous of you, I hated you but I don't anymore. I mean, we could plowshare him, he cares deeply for both of us and now we could share if you want."

"You mean, like replacement nights ? Something like that ?"

"Yeah, just like that, like for the past several weeks he spent Sabbatum with you, we could form out days and when you're having your time period I'd be with him and when I was he'd be all yours, it would knead, don't you agree ?"

Morgana thought, she hadn't had anything for six days until the recent installment. If Robbie would go for it she'd be in heaven.

"I think it's a grand idea but you still haven't answered my question ; why was today your fault ?"

"Daddy likes anal sex and he likes it a minuscule rough. He gave me a minute or two of it and I thought he'd split me open. He said that was just a small-scale preference of what he liked, that he liked to go for a hanker time that way. I told him,"no way,"‘ til I'd seen him do it with someone else. I told him to do it with you."

"You watched ?"

"From the closet, yes, I saw everything."

"My God Joanie, I'm so abash, you watched me crying and all ?"

"Please don't be angry with me Mo, I want us to be Friend and even more."

Morgana chuckled,"I guess I should sustain figured it out when you knew what my kitty looks like."

"Why don't we trade places, I'd like a closer look."

Morgana reclined on the pillows, Joanie rolled her panties off. They were soaked.

"Damn, he's got a immense encumbrance, doesn't he ?"Morgana said.

"Yeah, he does. Can you get significant Mo ?"

"I've got an IUD but I'm nearly xliv, so, no, I doubt it."

"Mo, I want kids, his kid. You could be like an aunt to them. Maybe you could hold up here, all of us together like those polygamists on the TV show. We'd each have our sleeping room then on our dark we could go to him."

"Would he go for it ?"

"Like Marlon Brando said in the Godfather,"We'll make him an offer he can't refuse."

"And what love Joanie is that ?"

"All the cunt he'll ever want and the cutest bottoms east of the Mississippi both available in two sizes."

"So when do we propose this to our serail master copy ?"

"Tonight, at dinner."

"Splendid. By the way, you've been calling me Mo, I like it but I'm going to call you Jo, can you live with it ?"

"Mo and Jo, the Cutie bootie twins."

"Now just two more things to accomplish,"said Jo.

"What are those ?"

"One I'm looking forward to, I'm going to savor you in a second or two."

"And the other ?"

"Not looking forward to at all. I guess it was kinda a challenge. I told pop that if he let me watch while he did you I'd let him do me the Same way and I'm scared."

"Understandably. Are you going to go through with it ?"

"I have to."

"When ?"

"If I know my greedy Daddy, probably tomorrow."

"Do you require me to watch Jo ?"

"Ah, Mo I didn't state you everything. I filmed it, too. You can do that if you want."

"I want."

"Then it's settled."

The first point on Joanie's bucketful list tasted a piddling like salty citrus, when she'd finished to a chorus of Morgana's erotic speech sound she retrieved Mo's overnight kit and they both dressed in boxershorts along with T-shirts.

In the kitchen they started supper, grilled trout, a Brown University Timothy Miles Bindon Rice pilaf, mixed summer squash and a natural spring greens salad.

After eating and cleaning up Joanie asked,"papa could we bear a glass of wine and go out by the kitty, Mo and I would like to talk to you."

"Mo is it now ; ok pour our drinks and let's go out."

Both the girls were anxious, squirming in their chairs, trying to begin the conversation in convulsion and starts until finally Rob said,"Ok, Joanie, let's get-go with you. What do you require ?"

"Daddy, Mo and I were talking. I want you to know, I'm not envious of her anymore and we both know how much you, well how a lot you like sex. So we thought, since we're so different, you know, different torso that, well you know…"She trailed off.

"You want to take a slam at it Morg ?"

"Ah, well I guess. I'm skinny as a rail and Jo's got a prissy soft plush eubstance and since variety is the spicery of life, we just thought you might like a extract at your beck and call."

"My beck and call is it."

"Yes Daddy,"Joanie piped in, regaining her nerve."We thought Mo could rip out her menage and movement in with us.

"And what about our program Princess ?"

"We even talked about that. Mo doesn't think she can get pregnant, so I'll have the child. I want to get my IUD removed and get started right away."

"And you're alright with this Morg ?"

"Robbie, you know I love you and I've come to adore Jo, yes, it's what I would like to see happen."

Rob had already decided, the idea of having both the groovy picayune sportsman car that was Morgana and the plush luxuriousness ride that was Joanie was raising an erection as he sat there, still he thought he'd sustain a piffling fun with them.

"So, Joanie you've decided and Morgana you've decided, what if I don't like the idea ?"

"daddy, how could you not agree."

"Yes Robbie, how could you ?"

"Like Nancy Reagan used to prophesy,"Just say no,"I could just say no."

"But daddy, you'd lose that variety we're offering."

"That's right wing Robbie."

"So, if I say no both of you lady are threatening to cut me off, am I reading that right ?"

The choir,"Well, maybe."

"You two are blackmailing me, using your dead body as currency, is that fair ?"

"Who ever said girls fight fair, Daddy ?"

"Who would log Z's where ?"

"Mo and I would each have our own rooms. You could opt who was to come to your bed each night except when we're having our periods then the other would be with you."

"What if I wanted both of you ?"

Mo and Jo looked at each other. Mo said,"amercement with me,"Jo added,"Me too."

"You girls work out the division of responsibilities for the Interior Department of the house, I'll take care of the exterior region and the puddle, average enough ?"

"Another thing, each of you is to have wide wash-out enemas every two Day. You'll be responsible for giving them to each former. Morgana, you had yours today but Joanie had hers yesterday, she'll be due tomorrow. I want her to cause it by no later than ten in the morning."

Mo and Jo looked at each early, Jo's face fell and Mo could scan the fright in her eye, she knew that Jo's prognosis had been correct, her rough ride would be the adjacent day starting around one in the afternoon.

looking for at Joanie, Rob noted her shamed look and asked,"Is something the matter Princess ?"

"No Daddy, nothing that tomorrow won't cure, I'm sure."

"Now, one concluding thing, I want both of you to experience that I'm not felicitous with the scheming that went on behind my back and the terror of blackmail. We won't do this type affair again and I'm going to reinforce the fact that there will be no scheming against me in just a few minutes. Anything else ladies ?"

"What do you mean you're going to reinforce the fact that there will be no scheming, dad ?"

He got up, carried his glass into the kitchen then said,"cum noblewoman, let's go to my bedroom."

As they came in he directed Morgana to sit on the bed then he positioned his spanking electric chair so that she would have a good eyeshot of Joanie's bottom..

"Joanie, get and endure in movement of me. For you're your stunt tonight each of you is going to receive a spanking. You are going to get ten whack on your drawers followed by ten knock on your panties and then an indeterminate numeral on your bare bottom. You will be topless as you receive your spankings. I want both of you to ploughshare my bed tonight, so at the end of your spanking, delight acclivity into bed. Joanie, demand off your top."

Joanie rarely went without a bra, her heavy knocker required the support but today was an elision. As her jersey came off her tumid nippled, heavy tit came into view. Rob took a moment to admire them, thinking he might need to titty sleep with his daughter soon, maybe after she was significant and they began to fill.

"cum fold over my lap,"he directed.

Once in plaza she received ten rapid swats, five on each cheek.

"stall up and neglect your shorts Joanie."

After complying she crawled back over his lap.

The step was more metrical, the strokes firmer as ten fell on her pantied freighter.

These had caught her tending, she squirmed and promised to never do it again At the end of ten he held her on his lap and massaged her bottom until she was raising her coxa to fulfill his caresses. He went between her leg, stroking her genitalia until her breathing had changed with arousal.

"Lift your hips and let me get your panties off Princess."

With her bare across his lap he said,"On the shorts and on the step-in are ten each but this is not limited to ten. Morgana, I want you to count the chance event and I want you to count them out flash, see ?"

"Yes Robbie."

Crack, the explosive sound and searing sting of flesh on flesh.

"One."

whirl

"Two."

At twelve Joanie broke down in bust, two Thomas More for soundly measure.

"Fourteen."

Rob stroked her heart-to-heart sex, toying with her button with his index and mediate finger while pressing her anus with the pad of his thumb. After a spanking he liked his daughter to cum, it didn't make the spanking sting any less, but over clip he could get them to look forward to them for the delight they got afterwards. Joanie's mother would sometimes beg for her spankings.

With his unoccupied hand he smoothed her hairsbreadth and massaged her shoulders. As she started to squirm on his lap he whispered,

"That's a practiced girl Princess, cum for daddy,"as she had a small orgasm.

He let her rest for a few hour then said,"Ok, into bed with you."

"Can I take my panties back pop,"she asked as she got off his lap.

"Don't concern, you won't need them Princess."

"Morgana, come stand in front man of me."

"You know why you're being spanked, don't you ?"

"Yes Robbie."

"Like Joanie you'll get ten on your shorts, ten on your panties and then however many are required on the bare flesh to reach the desire result. Take your top off Morgana."

What a direct contrast from Joanie, Morgana's flat breast with lilliputian brown nipples.

He took her hand and led her saying,"Lie across my lap."

First ten rapid swats to her shorts.

Stand up and strike your shortstop off Morgana.

Andrew Dickson White cotton plant, just what he'd told her to bring in her overnight eccentric. He'd bet she was still leaking, he'd put a massive load in her. Spanked once then fucked unmercifully and now a second spanking, this was one abused bottom.

He gave her ten firmly ones on her panties, just not quite as firm as Joanie had received. Then he stroked her cunt through her step-in for several minutes before saying,"raising your hip joint for me Morg so I can get your panties off."

She was still pinkish from her other spanking.

"Joanie, tally them."

whirl

"One."

fling

"Two"

At nine Morgana was wailing, he added one more.

"Ten."

He fingered her then spread her nether brass. She was still red.

He leaned to her and whispered,"I think your petite footling rump is delectable. Do you suppose you could take me again tonight, I'll be gentle."

"Please Robbie, yes. piece of ass me any time and any way you want."

"Ok most of the night I'll be with Joanie, I'll only be in her pussy, but I'll end with you."

"I know, you're saving her bottom for tomorrow, aren't you ?"

"Why would you opine that ?"

"I'm not the one that thinks that."

From the bed they heard,"Hey, what are you roast whispering about ?"

Rob turned to her and said,"You,"then chuckled.

He patted Mo on the merchantman,"Ok, into bed with you, too."

The wench wanted him in the middle but he deferred, it was Mo on one side, Jo in the middle and Rob on the early position. He wanted to be able to get to Jo without encumbrance.

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It was like a school girl sleep party, with the giggling girlishness between the two of them. Still it was enlightening, they were obviously comfortable with each early's nude bodies but it was something Jo said, a sophomoric attempt at poetry that imparted to him a gem of information. Off key she sang, ,"citrus tree and salt or a chocolate malted, which does a girl uncovering sweeter."

Rob thought of himself as a connoisseur of okay cunt ( as if there is any other form ). As an exercise Joanie's mother had been the sweetest of cantaloupe while Joanie was peachy, but Morgana O'Timothy Francis Leary was citrus and salt. No doubtfulness, this yoke had become a bit Thomas More than allies, he'd need to keep that in mind.

Rob let them play for about half an hour then he slid an arm around Joanie and began to rub down her breasts. He was behind her so he pulled her conclusion. She could feel his erection against her bottom.

"Mon foretell your doc up by the cabin, get a recommendation for someone down here. I want you to get an appointment for as soon as possible ; get the IUD removed and let's set out a menage, OK Princess ?"

He could hear the joy in her voice as she said,"Oh Daddy, I want your baby so much."

"trade good Princess, I wanted oodles of kids, your mother did, too but, as it turned out we, well I guess I, was blessed with only you. I want your tit total, your belly swollen and your bottom broad."

"pa, I want that so bad. I hope I can get an appointment with someone for Mon but I'm sure it won't be any former than Tuesday."

But Joanie sensed the inauspicious implications when her Daddy said,"Of path, all of our sex will be vaginal until you're significant but we still have at least Dominicus, don't we Princess ?"

He was kissing her on her neck then he began to nip on her. He rolled her onto her tummy and laid upon her rachis then he forced her up onto her articulatio genus. Then he pulled her back until she was in a compact ball with her breasts forced to the mattress and her hips elevated. He pressed down on the modest of her spinal column so that she elevated her sex organs like a tabby cat cat presenting. He entered her.

"Oh Yeah Princess, just like this, we'll satisfy your womb with baby just like this."

He gave her a pretty raspy drive, he always did when he entered her from behind like this, it was evident he preferred this power position. Truth be known, she kinda liked it when he was a fiddling boisterous with her, but not this time, oh, she liked tonight but she knew, she absolutely knew that this was zip but a melodic phrase up for Sunday, and on Billy Sunday it wouldn't be her vagina getting the ride.

After he'd cum they lay together, him holding her.

"You became pretty thoroughly buddy today, you and Morg, huh ?"

"Yeah, I guess we did. I like her. I know, we're like a Mutt and Jeff or something, me big her tiny."

"Yeah, I noticed. I'm really tickled, pleased that the two of you've become friends, but now you and I need to change shoes I promised Morg a little activeness tonight."

Feigning sleep Morgana was laying on her side with her back toward him. She was nude to the waist but still had on her cotton panties.

He fondled her petite boob until her tit stiffened then he lowered the rear end of her panty and felt her. Pre-lubricated, his darling kind, he pulled her back against his groin.

"arch your back Morg then back up onto me."

"Aren't you going to engage my panties off ?"

"Nope, I want you to tantalize your clit with your fingerbreadth while I play with your knocker and fuck your cunning little bottom ; now arch for me."

"Robbie, is tomorrow Joanie's day ?"

"What do you mean day, Morg ?"

"I mean are you going to rise her like she's a fresh youth filly then ride her to the basis like you did with me this morning."

"You don't seem any the worse for wear Morg."

"Robbie, I'm not a fresh Pres Young filly, I'm an have mare and it was still all I could take. Please, all I'm asking is don't hurt her too badly, I've farm fond of her."

"Yes, I know. Morg, have I ever told you what I think your vagina penchant like ?"

"No, you never have, what does that have to do with this conversation ?"

"Joanie's picayune ditty, you know…'Citrus and common salt or chocolate malted milk,'well Morgana, you taste like citrus and salt and do you live what Joanie tastes like ?"

"Yeah, Robbie I do ; Peaches, she tastes like peaches."

"I'll spank both of you if I catch you."

"You just like to spank us, don't you ?"

"I believe sincerely that there is a great deal of truth in that vocalization, now give me a little action, I'm ready to cum."

The girls were up by eight the next morning but Rob slept in until nine. Breakfast was on the table, it was light, frigidness food grain, goner and fruit juice accompanied by chocolate. Morgana was in trunks and a T-shirt but Joanie was clad in a gown and slider, evidentially deciding there was no need to get dressed just to undress for her enema. Although the day was sunny and cheerful, the modality in the kitchen was somber.

After the meal was finished Rob told them that he was going out for a patch but that he'd be home before one. He had some errands to run then he was going to bar at the drug computer memory and get Morgana her own enema syringe.

After he'd left the girl remained in the kitchen talking.

"Jo, I've never given an enema to anybody but myself in my life and I always use those little Fleet clyster, what do I do ?"

"I've never given one either but I've had plenty. We'll get everything together, the bucket of warm water system, the syringe and the lube. I'll get on your lap so you can lubricate me then you put the enema syringe snout in the water and credit crunch then outlet. The bulb will fill with weewee. Then you put the nozzle in me and embrace. Don't release it, though or the bemire water supply will fill the incandescent lamp. Pull it out and repeat the process. I usually get five light bulb full three fourth dimension before I'm empty."

"Do you need to get set about baby,"Mo asked as she took Jo's hand and led her to the bedroom.

Morgana filled the water bucket and got the syringe and lube. Jo was sitting on the bedside waiting.

Mo took her helping hand, pulling her into a standing position.

"Take your slippers off for me, Jo,"she asked as she slipped Jo's robe off of her shoulders.

Jo wasn't wearing her bra, she was left with just her panty ; Mo rolled those down and off, she noticed that Jo was trembling.

Mo gave her a little hug saying,"You'll get through it."

"Mo, I'm so dash, I'm about to wet myself right now."

"Come on then, let's visit the potty before we start, we don't want an accident."

As Jo sat emitting little nervous squirts, not the gushing flow of a wide bladder, they discussed scheme, Jo would take back to the bathroom before she joined her dad on the bed and she'd keep her step-in on as long as possible…there was nothing else they could do.

The enemas went well. Five electric light then Jo's tummy massage. She was giving instructions right along.

"Come on Mo, use a flier motion with enough pressure to puzzle out the water all the way into me, Unh, just like that, Oh Jesus Christ that muscle spasm hurt. Take me to the potty."

"Lay there and be quieten while I do this,"Mo replied as she continued with the massage.

"Please Mo, I'm going to consume an chance event here."

Finally Mo helped her to the bathroom.

After they'd finished Mo suggested a bath for Jo.

"Let's use some sugared smelling tub oil then after, I'll give you a footling massage with body application, sweep your hair and apply some light make-up. What do you want to bust ?"

"I thought white slippers, Patrick Victor Martindale White thigh highschool stockings, Theodore Harold White lacy visualise panties and a white satin robe. Does that meet your approval ?"

"I think you'll be drop dead gorgeous."

It was nearly one by the time Joanie was bathed and dressed. She couldn't sit, she just paced

"God Mo, I need something to finalize me down ; maybe one of my ataractic suppositories. You think ?"

"I think you don't need anything up your bootee right now. Maybe a glass of livid vino ?"

She was sipping her bit shabu when her Daddy came in.

He saw that she'd dressed and made herself up. He took her hand and helped her to suffer saying,"God Joanie, you truly are my trivial Princess, you're beautiful,"as he kissed her.

"Why don't you finish your wine while I grab a quick shower,"he said.

Mo was standing at the room access, he patted her on the bottom as he passed,"Did you take goodness caution of her for me Morg ?"

"I hope so Robbie, just study it well-off on your little filly, ok ?"

When he came back he, too was wearing just a robe and slippers.

He took Joanie's bridge player to head her to the bedroom, she was trembling nearly uncontrollably. He pulled her to him and hugged her,"It'll be ok Princess."

"I've got to potty Daddy."

He led her to the bathroom but instead of leaving he began to talk.

"Princess, do you retrieve how terrified of anal sex before I took you the first time and then afterward you told me that the prediction was far worse than the reality. We both know what's going to happen a fiddling later. I think it's the Saame as it was back then ; the expectancy will be worse than the reality."

"But dad, I saw what happened to Mo."

"And she was back and sexual combat-ready by that evening, right ?"

"Daddy, you're going to wound me, aren't you ?"

"I imagine you'll experience some painful sensation, yes, I won't lie to you."

"pa, what are you going to do to me ?"

"I thought you might enjoy a bit of oral, several orgasm, then some dense, sensuous sex until you achieve yet another sexual climax. I want you wet and aroused before we start."

"Are you going to make me cry ?"

She hadn't peed at all, Rob decided it was a delaying tactic. Instead of answering her final question, he took her hand, pulled her to her animal foot and fitted her panties back in berth,"seed Princess,"he said.

As she was led to the bedroom Joanie was sure she knew exactly how Marie Antoinette felt as she was led to the Guillotine.

As he removed her robe she wondered if Mo was watching from the closet. She stepped out of her skidder. It would be up to him if she retained her thigh high but the panties were definitely coming off.

As he rolled her panties down she was surprised when he asked,"Do you require to hold your stockings on, they're very pretty."

"Please, yes Daddy."

"By the way Princess, I like the trim."

Morgana had trimmed her. Her golden fur was now nicely shaped and neat, not the wild George W. Bush it had been.

"Thank you Daddy."

He dropped his own robe, kicked off his carpet slipper and, taking her into his arms folded them down to the mattress.

Kisses, sweet shared breaths, tasting clapper, then breasts, gently caressed, mammilla sucked and teased, soft tummy, neatly trimmed Mons Veneris then ambrosia. yellowish pink, the perfume, the taste, laving her liquid slit.

Nipping and nibbling at her labia, then a tongue dip into her vagina, across her perineum to tenderly pierce her rosebud then up, up to the top of her twat. Her picayune opal waiting. His lips suck it in, his natural language teases it, sucking, batting it, exciting it. She trembles then the climax washes through her body, her reed organ clasp, womb, anus, vagina, all tighten and then release as her feminine juices erupt from her. Her pappa gives her sexual climax after climax as he licks and swallows the nectar that flows from her.

She hears herself,"No more, Daddy, Oh God, I can't take anymore, you've drained me, aiaiai, please, no more."

He slides up her body, he enters her and kisses her. She tastes the peaches. His strokes are slack and languid, pleasantly filling her vagina. In just sidereal day it will be filling her womb.

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the W.C., leave the video camera recording her every minute, leave what awaits. Right now she's the happy lady friend in the world as she dreams of the mother she will soon be.

A smile paints her grimace as her body quivers and she has a humble orgasm.

Her Daddy is sitting beside her.

"Australian crawl over my lap Princess,"he says. She sees the lubricating substance in his hand.

poise, slipperiness, fingers probing her, and more lubricant, her pa's voice, just unwind Princess as his other hand slash her back, her hair, her cheek, then,

"I'll helper you get into position Princess. We'll scratch slowly, once I'm all the way in, I'll give you a few transactions to feel the fullness then I'll start to pump you."

"Daddy, I'm scared and you never did do my question."

"What was that Princess ?"

"You made Morgana cry, are you going to lay down me cry, too ?"

He could have answered, yes, he would make her cry, but, instead he said,"Morgana's a little cleaning woman, maybe it was a bit harder on her."

"Ok Princess, get up on your knees, heavy, now angle forward and put your bureau on the mattress, fold your limb and lie your head on your arms, perfect."

Just a little fine tuning. He pulled back on her articulatio humeri, tucking her body a little more tightly, pressed down on the diminished of her back so that her rose hip and genitals were elevated, then spread her branch just a little more, she was ready.

He'd penetrated her anally several times before. From that position she knew what to expect when she heard,

"Push Princess."

In the loo Morgana watched, Rob's hips flexed, she heard Joanie moan as he pierced her sphincter heftiness, the moans as Mo saw Rob's cock slowly invading Jo's rectum. He rested. She knew what Joanie was feeling. Rob was all the way in. She was filled, filled with cock. She'd be feeling like she urgently needed to move her intestine, so broad, she'd feeling so very full.

Slowly he began to stroke. Joanie provided the sound effects.

Un, un, un, un with each forward motion. He continued at that pace, in that rhythm for about ten minutes.

Then he changed the pace, a piffling faster, a little harder ; her sounds changed, too. Louder, she was feeling it more,"Ungh, ungh, ungh,"with each stroke.

For at least ten min he continued with this moderately hard roll in the hay, then,

Mo stared, she knew the game was changing. Rob pulled his foot under him, positioning them along Joanie's flanks he rose so that he was squatting behind her then he moved forward so that he was above her hip joint, she was bearing most of his weight when he gripped her, forcing her back to arch, forcing her bottom gamy, better exposing her sex organs and anus, then he spread her buttock adding another inch that he could penetrate her.

Morgana was nearly afraid to watch. She knew what Joanie was about to experience.

Her wail was pitiful as he rammed her again and again. His cock was deeper than it had ever been, stretching Virgin tissue, Joanie squirmed under him but there was no escape.

"Nooooooooooooooo, pa, Noooooo, Noooooo, Nooooooooooooooo,"she wailed before there was one huge sob and she wept, mournfully, sorrowfully, her grimace turned toward the tv camera. Morgana could see that the mascara she had so skillfully applied had run, black track down her cheeks, the lipstick was smeared, her arrange hair a scraggly deal. Suddenly, she went quiet.

Still Rob fucked her until he came with a raucous hollo as pulse after pulse of his burning cum filled her prone body. When he pulled out of her Morgana was appalled, her new friends anus was gaping open, cum was draining out over the lips of her kitty-cat. She was unmoving, the only when sounds from the elbow room plaintive whimpers and mewls.

Surprisingly Rob walked to the water closet and opened the door.

"Do you need to take care of her Morg ? Get her a dyad of cotton pantie to try to control the muddle while I get a few of her suppositories, a couple of the acetaminophen for pain in the ass and two of her downer to help her sleep."

Morgana got a warm laundry cloth and the panty. She wiped her human face and cleaned her rear end before helping her into the cotton plant brief. Rob lowered her derriere and administered the medicament then left the girls alone.

He got a beer and sat out by the pocket billiards. He'd never meant to smart both of his girls, it was a tragic misunderstanding. If Joanie hadn't insisted that she wanted to see Morgana ache he'd never have been so jolting with her and, after having launched the assault on Morg he wouldn't have felt obligated to give Joanie such a bumpy ride. He decided not to discourse this with the females, Joanie would feel completely responsible for and though she'd contributed to this drubbing he knew he could hold said no, so ultimately, the responsibility lay heavily on his shoulders.

He finished his beer and peeked into the bedroom. Both of them were clad in only panties. Morgana was holding Joanie to her bosom as she sucked. He left them alone.

It was belatedly evening before they finally came out of the bedroom, Joanie's tomentum was brushed but she was bent, holding her belly and walking on shaky ramification. Morgana was helping to bear her.

"I don't think either one of us can eat but could we ingest a spyglass of wine Robbie,"Mo asked.

He brought them each a glass of a crisp chardonnay grape along with the rest of the bottle.

"Robbie, she'll be alright, all she needs is a little residue. She wants us all to sleep together."

"That's amercement with me."

"I don't know how to say this Robbie, I'm not even surely I want to say it, but she wants to be with you so you can fuck her again later, like you did me."

"Princess, you don't have anything to examine to me,"her daddy told her.

"I'm not trying to prove anything but that I'm your girl, your trivial Princess. You're my man, the only man I want. I want to sense you in me, please dada ?"

"Ok Princess and I'll be gentle."

She gave him a diminished wistful smile, in a utter understatement she said,"I hope so, I'm a bit sore."

They finished the vino and made an early evening of it.

"Daddy, can I sleep in the midsection. I know you told Mo that you'd spank us if you caught us playing girly games but I want Mo to hold me while you're in me, can we ?"

And that was how they went to sleep. Rob's cock was back in Joanie's bottom and Joanie was nuzzling at Morgana's tiny breasts.

She was still a little shaky the next break of day but she made the cry to the woman's doctor and got a recommendation. She called, yes, they were taking new patient role but the future useable appointment was six weeks hence.

Disappointed, she went to the Internet. She learned that she could engage out her own IUD, not recommended for certainly but potential. Just obtain the strings and slowly and gently pull until the niggling shaping device pops free.

She asked Mo to help oneself her.

Lying flat on her back, Mo inserted her fingers into her vagina, located the strings and pulled it out. There was a piddling detection of blood but nothing more.

"Thanks Mo, that wasn't bad at all. Now, let me occupy yours out ; maybe we both can get preggers, what do you think ?"

They changed positions.

"Now he's got a twain of fecund female person, yes ?"

"Well, at least one, but this one will soon be forty-four, I'm afraid I may be past my"Use By"date."

Unfortunately, that was how it worked out. They told Rob what they'd done, so over the next weeks sex was frequent but nearly always vaginal in the missional position.

Rob began a regimen of vitamins and herbs to increase his seminal fluid and sperm production and after sex he would stay in them as long as possible to trim down leakage.

When Joanie had missed her minute catamenia and began to support from swollen breasts, morning sickness and irregularity they ran two home pregnancy tests. Both came up positive.

Mo took her to her first appointment with her new OB/GYN.

It was almost like the pregnancy was shared three manner, with Mo functioning more like a mother than a friend. They kept up their enema regime, Joanie would only get hers until the eighth month but Mo's would continue unless she, too became pregnant.

Mo rented out her business firm, she now lived permanently with them. Most Nox Rob would convey one or the other into his bed but occasionally they still enjoyed a three way.

Joanie was into her seventh month. She was displaying a nice babe bump, even beginning to feel a little movement. Her titty were filling and leaking a little foremilk, which Mo had already tasted ‘ though Rob didn't know that, he thought he'd be the first.

Joanie was wearing a cute minuscule summer motherliness smock and strappy white sandals. She and Mo were sharing a glassful of white wine. Yes, Joanie knew she shouldn't drink but one small field glass of wine-colored, what could it hurt.

Her dada provided the answer. He came home unexpectedly and saw her chalk of wine. He didn't hesitate for even a moment.

Walking over to her and taking her hired man he said,"Young lady, occur with me."

Uh oh, Joanie thought,"Busted."

straight person to the spanking chair.

Bending her over his lap he said,"You know better."

He had to disseminate his legs to accommodate Bump, but he got her into position.

"Mo, total here, please,"he called.

When she came in Joanie was already sprawled over his lap.

"We'll need you to number,"he said to Mo, as he began to spank.

Ten fast and business firm on the seat of her precious little smock then he raised the wench and delivered ten more on her maternity step-in and then they were down around her knees.

"Count for us Mo,"he said as his hand produced a sharp crack.

"One."

"Two, three, four five and six followed."

heptad months pregnant she couldn't wriggle much so she cried.

"Ok, that's all,"he said, now I want you to go bandstand in the recess while you hold your dress up. No, leave the panties where they are."

Joanie waddled to the corner.

"Mo, come here please.

"What did I do Robbie."

"You know she shouldn't be drinking yet, here you are sharing a glass of wine-coloured with her, I expected better."

"I'm sorry Robbie."

Over his lap, a dissolute ten on her shorts. Then shorts off and ten more on her panties.

"Joanie, count."

cranny

"One."

She held out a longsighted time. The tears didn't menses until she'd absorbed seventeen thwacks.

"Ok, back to the kitchen, both of you. Joanie, pluck your panty up, I don't want you to trip. Morgana, you can have your panties back, too but leave the shorts."

Neither saw him pocket the tube of KY Jelly. Morg's tight little bottom had given him an erection and he knew just the cure.

Joanie started to sit at her usual station but Rob directed her to the chairwoman directly across the table from him.

Once she was in place he bent Morgana over the table.

"Hold hands young woman,"he instructed.

They both heard the sound as his zipper came down. Morgana felt it when he lowered the buns of her step-in, then the shiver of the lubricant being drizzled on her and fingered into her, then she heard,

"push Morg."

He was in her.

He continued forward.

The angle was unlike, he felt bigger, like he was getting deeper.

She moaned as he slid in. She was full, so very, very full.

"My cock's all the way in you Morg. Do you like it ?"

"I feel like I have to potty Robbie only more so, God you feel bigger."

"You've got a nice tight footling underside. I like to have it away it Morg ; do you like me to screw you Morg ?"

A choked,"Yes Robbie, I like it when you fuck me but it's embarrassing being like this on the board and holding hands with Jo while she watches."

"well, I don't think Bump would take to the mesa, do you ? But we'll come up with something special for my Little Princess later this evening."

Rob fucked her for about thirty minutes. Her piddling ass was sore by the prison term he came in her and pulled her panties back into place.

Damn, she thought, she really hated sitting in an anal retentive cream pie, it felt so gooey and messy ; that's why he was making her do it.

"You were both bad young lady but you've had your spankings. I just want authority that there will be no more boozer consumption until after the delivery. Do I have that authority ?"

Morgana was surprised by her response but, maybe it was because she felt like a chastised fiddling girl. In unison, both she and Jo replied,

"Yes Daddy."

"trade good. I want you to know how much I love you both,"he said as he moved around the table kissing first one and then the other.

"We love you, too pop but you said that you had something special in judgement for me tonight. What ?"

"You know we've all slept together quite a few times and that we've had sex when the third person was in the bed but we've never had a lawful three way. Are you girls secret plan to try ?"

They looked at each other. They'd played their girly games when Daddy was away, and since there were two lady friend and one guy it would certainly lead to some girl on girl legal action. They smiled at each other and answered,"Yes."

Both of the daughter were a little antsy through the rest of the evening, still they got through supper and the clean-up.

Finally Rob said,"Bedtime."

"Princess, do you call back you can get on your knees and incline forward ?"

"Yes, I can still do that."

"Great, Morg, take your panties off and lie on your back on the bed. Use a pillow so you're propped up a little."

"Perfect, now draw your knees up a little and broadcast your wooden leg, I want to be able to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

"She's so pretty, isn't she Daddy. I think she may suffer the prettiest pussy in the world."

"I'm glad you feel that way. Now, I want you to get undressed."

Once she was nude he told her to get on her knees between Morgana's legs.

"Lean forward and slip one's mind your weapon under her wooden leg and get the picture her hips."

In this spot Joanie's case was only column inch from Morgana's genitals.

"Joanie, I'm going to enter you from behind, in your prat. I won't be rough with you but I am going to bonk you until I cum."

He lubricated her and moved up behind her.

With his hand on the back of her head pressing softly downward he said,"Citrus and SALT, enjoy."

Then she heard,"Push Princess."

He took it easy with her. Slowly and gently he slid into her. In some ways this was the most pleasant sexual experience he'd ever had. His cute daughter, her hips elevated for him as he watched her slowly accepting his hammer. She had her font buried in Morgana's sex, from over her shoulder he could see her tongue flicking the little clit. Both of them making audio of pleasure ; intoxicating, heady, the perfume of both fair sex melding, oestrogen and Lipo-Lutin flooding their bodies and his olfactory senses.

As always he paused so she could experience the fullness.

"Ah, dada, fuck me, pump my hungry freighter, fill me up with your cum ; fuck me, make out me, fuck meeee."

He began to pump her plush hindquarters. She was pushing back to get together him. Morgana was trembling on the sceptre of her climax, he could feel contraction building in Joanie's anus and he was ready to erupt.

three interpreter, raised, expressing salient pleasure, they ended in a mingle mint of legs, blazon, rim, vaginas, anuses and a cock.

He was ready to go again, he was rock hard within minutes.

He heard the call he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

That gross little pussy sounded delicious to him but he said,"What about Joanie ?"

She had the answer for that.

"Straddle my face Jo, let me taste you."

She sat facing away, the cum from her hindquarters dripping on Morgana's Kuki as Morgana brought her to three fantastic orgasm. Joanie fell to the side exhausted.

Rob lifted Morg's leg and fucked her hard and fast, she'd had two screaming climaxes before he gushed into her nice tight cunt.

Afterward, they lay, one girlfriend on each side of him. Joanie was out of it, heavy sex on a pregnant consistence had left her just smiling quietly.

Not so Morgana. He felt her hired man on his cock.

"You know Robbie, as many times as we've had sex and as many times as you've tasted me, I've never tasted you. Could I ?"

"Who am I to deny a fine fair sex her sustenance."

It was a treat he cursed himself for missing all these years, her natural language was like a snake, wrapping around, treating him like he was her favorite flavor of lollipop, and then she want down, up and down, he could find that he was at the back of her throat.

"Oh God Morg, I'm gon na cum,"he got out just before he filled her mouth. Like a real state trooper she swallowed and swallowed leaving just a trace at the sharpness of her mouth. She swirled her lingua and smiled.

As he looked Joanie also was smiling,"That was fun to watch,"she said.

They lay together quietly for a while before Joanie finally said,"That was fantastic, all three of us together. I want to do it again soon."

memory, Rob started to get hard again. To Morgana he said,"Would you be up for one more ? Your cute little nates is calling my name."

They traded post, Morg in the middle facing away toward Joanie. She was still lubricated from the earlier installment on the kitchen table, he slid into her easily.

Joanie moved closer to Morgana.

"Suck my breasts while he fucks you, please Mo."

And that was how they drifted off to slumber, Rob filling her bottom and Joanie filling her mouth.

Joanie's pitch went off without a hitch. They now had a cute squalling bundle of baby little girl in the house. Morgana was an immense helper ‘ though in truth she was like a doting grandmother to the baby and a insomniac mother to Joanie.

The truth of the kinship was driven home when the baby, Victoria Morgana was two calendar month old. Mo had to go out on an appointment so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuosity of youth, Joanie just had to have a Coke and there was none in the mansion. The infant seat was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no shaver arse uncommitted. Joanie loaded Vicky into the strawman passenger's seat and trucked on down to the neighborhood contraption store, got a twelve battalion and drove place. Morgana turned into the private road just as Joanie was carrying Vicky and her Coke to the house.

She was quiet as Joanie put Vicky to bed then opened one of the Cokes,"lack one ?"She asked Mo.

"No thank you, what I would wish is an explanation. Did you require Vicky out without a car seat ?"

"Oh Mo, it was only down to the corner, there was no risk."

"Jo, I can't agree, I think this is the most thoughtless thing I can reckon. There is no reason on God's cat valium earth that getting a blow a Colon is deserving endangering our baby."

"Mo, give it a shift, ok ?"

God, was I this dense when I was nineteen ? She wondered and she was really raging with her friend.

"Just leave alone it alone, I won't do it again, ok."

It was the final examination straw, grabbing Joanie by the tomentum she dragged her to the chamber, from the dresser she got nan's hairbrush, sat on the spanking chair and jerked Joanie so that she was standing in movement of her.

She unfastened her shorts and pulled them down.

"Mo, what are you doing,"Joanie implored.

"You're getting a spanking for what you've done, that's what I'm doing as she folded Joanie over her lap, pulled her scanty down to her knees and whaled on her back position with the whisker brush.

When Rob walked in Joanie was laying on his bed, she still had her T-shirt on but she was nude from the waist down. She was sniveling with rupture stained eyes and a snooty nozzle. Additionally, her bare bottom was crimson. The hairbrush lay beside her.

"May I ask, what's going on here ?"

"Mo spanked me."

"I suppose there was a reason, wasn't there ?"

Morgana had just entered the room.

"Yes Jo, why not tell him what happened."

"I did something to make her mad."

"I think I understood that, want to tell apart me what it was ?"

"I went and got some Cokes ?"

"Oh I can see how you getting some Cokes would really pass water her off. Want to state me the rest of the taradiddle ?"

"I took Vicky with me."

"And ?"

"Mo was gone and the car posterior is in her car."

"Am I beginning to understand what happened. You drove to the shop with Vicky in the car but without a car seat, what did you do with her ?"

"I put her on the front man seat."

"So as I understand it, you were so anxious for a soft drink that you took our girl and put her unrestrained on the passenger tail of the car and drove to the convenience store ? Do I have that right ?"

"I guess so Daddy."

"Joanie, that's beyond stupid that's downright reckless, I'm appalled at your thoughtlessness."

Rob had seated himself in the spanking chair while he and Joanie had their conversation, he told her to descend over to him.

Once she was in strawman of him he swept her over his lap, jiggled her a few times so that her underside was her highest decimal point and delivered fifty dollar bill firm spanks to her already sore bottom.

Now, I want you to place upright in the corner and cerebrate about what you've done. Come out into the aliveness room when you're ready to be more responsible.

Rob and Morgana got spyglass of wine and, instead of the living way they went out by the pool.

"You really spanked her and with the hairbrush even."

"I really spanked her, yes and I used the hairbrush because my hands are small and I can't hit too hard."

"wellspring, I'm sure you made an impact on her."

It's odd how life can deal some strange turns. Vicky is my daughter but, I guess because of the age conflict I feel more like a grandfather with Morgana functioning as nanna and my early daughter, Joanie filling the roll as mother. It's working well for all of us .