“ Abby ! Could you come in here please ”, yelled my dad from the aliveness room.

"Coming"I replied and hurried to him, everyone knows you don't disobey dad. My father is large man, with bald head and a beard.

My two younger baby were sitting in front of my begetter on the trading floor. My sisters are 10 and 12 and look just like our mother, with blue eyes and blonde hair. I'm 18 and my colouring is completely different, brown eyes and brown hair, more like my sire.

"Sit down ”, dad said. I sat down and crossed my legs.

"I want to play a slight game with you guys today ”, he said and my siblings cheered."I bought this today, it can be used to mesmerise multitude ”. He held out a small purple physical object, the size of an orange.

"so who wants to go first ?"he asked. My siblings began to crusade over who would go first, and my Father of the Church intervened.

"you can both go together. Look away Abby or you will be hypnotised as well ”. I closed my centre."alright, open your centre Abby ”. My father then made then do a series of funny things like quacking like a duck, dancing like a scalawag and doing handstands."okeh, you will accrue asleep and when I say the deception word you will awaken with no remembering of what has just happened ”. Both their heading dropped as though they were asleep."pony ”, my father said. And they both woke up.

"now girls, do you commemorate what happened ?"he asked them.

"no nothing ”, said Lucy, my young sister. Amy nodded next to her.

"interesting ”, my founding father said, stroking his pocket-size beard,"okay Abby, your turn of events ”.

I look into the purple ball and it pulsates and appears to grow bigger, I can experience the control leave my physical structure. It was the unknown adept, I knew what was happening and what I was doing, but I couldn't stop myself. Dad makes me do some amusing weird things, making my sisters laugh.

"okay, that's enough. Abby when I say the trick word you will snap out of this and remember zero. Ponies. Do you think of what happened ?"He asked.

The thing was, I did remember, why could I remember when my sis could not. I decided to pretend and say that I didn't remember anything.

"very good !"Father of the Church said,"Dinners ready now, go airstream up."

Later that evening when everyone was asleep, father came to my elbow room. He told me to come in with him and led me downstairs into his secret study. It was sound proofed because when he worked he didn't like to be disturbed. I wondered what he wanted to show me.

"father-"I started to say but he interrupted me

"be tranquil ”, he snapped, he seemed different, harsher. He then proceeded to get the hypnotizing nut out.

"look into this Abby ”. I immediately felt the ascendancy leave my body, leaving me standing there, staring straight person ahead."perfect tense"he said. He started circling around me, looking my body up and down, I began to sense uncomfortable, all I had on was a thin nightgown, there had been no clock time to grab my gown.

"My, my ”, he said,"you've grown into quite the little gentlewoman ”. I was 5'6, with big supple breasts and curvy hips. Right now my mammilla poked through the thin cloth from the low temperature. He reached over and pinched one of my pap. If I could have yelled and pushed him away I would birth, but I was unable to impress, I wouldn't be able to be active until he told me to. He rolled the nipple between his fingers.

"You 've always been such a tease. I've always wanted to make love you, fuck you so hard you wouldn't ever forget it,"he said menacingly. I started to get scare away."and this is the pure opportunity. When my buddy said he could get me one of these, he knew I wanted to roll in the hay you, I jumped at the chance. Now you have to do whatever I tell you, you footling slut. And the sound part ? You wont be able to commemorate anything ! Do you see me slut ? Nod your head if you do."I nodded my head.

"excellent. assume off your nightgown ”. I couldn't full stop myself, I could feel my paw lifting the nightgown up and over my headspring. I was now standing completely naked in nominal head of my Church Father.

"interesting, a trim pussy, maybe you're not as inexperienced person as a view slut. You will retain it that way from now on, I like to see a plane pussy ”. He leaned forward and grabbed my knocker. He rolled my nipples between his fingerbreadth and bent down to bat them. He sucked my one tit harder and groped the other one. He licked up to my font and licked my mouth and nose. As began to buss me, I could feel my lips kissing him back, it seems he can see me through his actions as well as his words.

"okay slut,"he said,"this is how its going to influence. I'm your master now and you'll do whatever I say. When I ask you a head question you will respond, is that open ?"

"yes ”, I say.

"Yes master,"he corrects me,"go on say it right."

"yes master."He has been playing with my white meat this whole time, as much as this scares me, I can feel my body getting aroused.

He pushes me down to my knee joint and unzips his bloomers. He pulls out his gumshoe, its huge."suction it,"he says.

I open my sass and start sucking his dick. He grabs the backrest of my point hard and roughly shoves his dick into my oral cavity, look fucking me. He pushes it down my throat and leaves it there, he pulls it out and I breath deeply. He does this a few more prison term.

He pulls me to my feet and drags me over to the table and labour me down. He spreads my stage and inhales my pussy aroma.

"mmm slut, you smell divine,"he says smiling up at me, like this is the most formula affair in the world. He leans forward and bat my twat in one long lap. I can feel myself getting Sir Thomas More and more aroused. He rubs my clit, getting rougher and rougher."Okay slut, I hope you don't mind some rough play do you ?"

"I don't mind passe-partout,"I say.

As soon as I say this he slaps me across the face. And then again and again. I can feel my hair flying back and Forth.

"this is awesome, no matter what I do, you wont be able to stop me."My father says.

He pulls me off the desk and turns me around, pushing me down hard until I'm bent over the desk. I can feel his finger trailing around my butt hole."ever have anything in here slut ”.

"no superior ”.

"good,"he replies,"From now on I will be the just one to bed you, unless I tell you to have sex someone else. If anyone tries to fuck you and I haven't told you to, you will run away."

He turns around and take the air away from the desk, opening a draw and taking something out. He returns behind me and without warning smacking me knockout on the butt nerve with a paddle. He does it again and again and again. I wasn't going to be able to sit for a week.

"that turns pop on, when you take your spankings like a good girl."

He rubs my tail cheeks to smooth them, licking them. I feel his knife slid to my mother fucker. He licks around it and I can feel his lingua energy inside. He starts glossa fucking my trap and I surprise myself by enjoying it. He pulls his tongue out and I feel his shaft at my entering of my twat. He pushes inside with one stroking, I could feel him stretching me out. Before I can fully get used to him, he pulls out and slams into me again, fucking me severe. I bang into the desk with each shot.

"fuucccckkkkk"he says,"im going to cum ”. Me too I thought and I contract around his shaft, milking him. He yells as he cums deep in me."this isn't going to be a trouble, because your female parent told me that you're on the pill."

"one Sir Thomas More affair,"he says,"I shouldn't be expected to go to the john when I have a slut like you. add up here and drink my piss. If you spill a single drop, you'll regret it."I open my mouth and the salty, disgusting pee-pee fills my mouth, I can feel it filling my belly. Once he had finished, he slapped my breast hard, followed by a slap to the face.

"sound job whore,"he said,"walk back to your room now, go naked, everyone should be asleep. When you get back to your elbow room you will go to bed and forget what just happened."I turn around to leave and he slaps my ass on the way out."thanks for the fuck, you whore."I cringe on the inside and base on balls out.

I get back to my room and marvel what the hell just happened. Was I going to cause to do that again ? I sure hoped not, although, I had never felt that honorable before, I kind of liked it.

The succeeding day, I woke up early and went to the kitchen to get some breakfast. My puss and ass impudence ached. I groaned a small as she walked down the stairs. I see dad sitting in the kitchen, buttering some pledge. He noticed that I was walking a little stiffly.

"everything OK love ? He asked, like he actually cared. He was probably just checking to see if I remembered.

"I'm fine dad, just a lilliputian sore. I must have slept weird."I say and he smiles.

"that's good honey ”. He carries his toast out of the kitchen into the dining room. I grab cereal and bug out to go upstairs, when I hear him on the phone and he says my name, I stop and go back.

"its incredible,"he says,"the best screw I've had in a long time. She remembers nothing. Tonight I'm thinking of introducing her to some more bondage, heaven knows I've wanted to express that piffling bitch who's boss around here. Okay talk of the town to you later buddy, bye."

He carries his plate to the kitchen whistling.

"Abby quick semen here for a second."He calls. I walk back into the kitchen.

"yes father,"I ask. He doesn't say anything, just pulls out the purple nut. I lose ascendancy.

"suction my putz before I leave for work."

"yes schoolmaster ”. I let him front fuck me again, tommyrot dripping down my chin onto my shirt. He pulls his peter out as I feel him getting closer. He cums, shooting it all over my expression and in my hair.

"Go and clean yourself up whore. You will wash out that off and block everything. Go now before the others wake up."And he zips his bloomers back up, picks up his bag and walks out the door.

Holy shit, was this going to be a regular thing, I'll just be his living sex doll ? ?

When my Padre returned from work that night, I couldn't help getting nervous, he said he wanted to do bondage ? I noticed my forefather kept looking at me at dinner. He looked excited and I felt my venter flip.

I got fix for bed in daze and lay down. My father came in about an hour later. This time he just took out the Lucille Ball and told me to stick with him. I followed him down stairs and walked into his study. He led me other to a bookcase and pulled a book down and the bookshelf swung forward. A underground door ! As I walked into the room, I was shocked. It was set out like a torture bedroom, with more sex toys than I had ever seen before in my lifespan.

"take off your wearing apparel,"he says without looking at me,"come over here."I walk over to him. He is getting this wooden systema skeletale ready. It has a gin hanging from the top and chains on the side. He pushes me back and puts the noose over my headland and removes the slack, making it hard to breath. He ties each of my wrists using the chains and places a magnetic pole between my legs, spreading them open. He stands back and admires his masterpiece.

"well slut,"he says,"we are going to take in some fun tonight."I shiver, the room is icy common cold. He notices.

"sorry about the temperature,"he says,"but we can't have you getting too comfortable."He smiles at me, its not a prissy grin."I do like having a striver, its very satisfying."

I watch him go over to the shelves and pick out a lash. I watch him bring it over to me and he walks behind me. With the way I'm tied up I can't turn around and see him. Without warning he brings the whip down across my ass. He whips me all over my physical structure, no part was spared. Red welt rose from where he whipped me. He walks around, inspecting me.

He bends down behind me spreading my ass cheeks apart. This is so embarrassing, being inspected like this, but some part, some twisted voice of me, likes this. I feel his glossa lick my asshole and slip inside. I moan on the interior, not being able-bodied to verbalise. His tongue feels so honorable inside me.

"that feel upright huh ? You fucking whore, do you like your ass eaten out by your dad ?"He asks me.

"yes skipper,"I reply.

"I always knew you'd be a dirty slut,"he says and walks away.

He selects two nipple clinch and walks back over to me. He licks and sucks on my nipples, blowing on them to hit them stick out even more. He clamps my nipples and walks back to his supplies. He selects a ball gag and a cattle rod, the sort that gives an electric shock. He places the gag in my backtalk. He shocks my nipple clamp with the rod, the alloy amplifying the blow, making my nipples tingle. He bends down and spreads my pussy sassing, sending shock after seismic disturbance into my vagina and button. It was almost unbearable. But then he stops.

"I know what you need,"he says and abruptly walks back over to that dreaded supplying box. He pulls out more clamp and some irons and walks back to me. He clamps one puss lip then the former. He then attaches a Ernst Boris Chain going from one nipple clamp to one pussy clamp and repeats it on the other incline. He walks behind me and draw in my pegleg back, securing the bar to something behind me, making my ass reefer out and making the chains pull so wet. Every little movement sent waving of pain sensation down the clamps.

"perfect,"he says,"you've never looked prettier my slut."

I feel him walk behind me and stroke my pussycat. He massages my clit, moving the clamp, causing pain in the neck but also excitement. He walks away and yield with the lash. He brings down the whip again and again, always in a different spot on my consistency, sparing nada but my brass. My father had a manic tone in his heart. He was naked now, having taken off his dress while he was whipping me. He walked behind, and slammed into my pussy, taking me by surprise. My kitty-cat still had trouble trying to fit him all in. He pulled out and slammed into me again and again. He was getting close to cumming, I could secern, he was panting and swearing. He came, shooting his semen deep inside me. He stayed there for a little while, I could feel his pecker going limp inside me. He finally pulled out and I could finger his cum slowly leaking out of me and down my ramification.

"for being such a little whore and enjoying that, I'm going to forget you hanging here for a few hours,"he said, smiling meanly.

I was in suffering, everything hurt, and every move made it more painful. Finally, after what seemed like days, he returned and unhooked me, he pulled off the clamps and for a second it was more irritating than before as the blood rushed back.

"clean up this mess,"he said, referring to his cum on the floor.

"yes master,"I say, looking around for a cloth.

"Not with a cloth, you slut, with your oral fissure,"he says. I lean down and lick the floor clean and jerk, with my ass in the air. He fray my pussy and arsehole while I clean the floor.

"I need to piss,"he announces. I undecided my oral cavity and take the disgusting liquidity. He bends me over, smack my ass one last time."you can go to your room now,"he says,"you will remember nothing once you are there and will go straight to sleep."

The next day was Sabbatum, and my male parent told me he needed my help with errands. I had to fag out a long arm shirt and blue jean, as faint whips patsy were visible on my blazonry and legs.

"why are you wearing that,"he asked once we got into the car,"its so hot today."

"I don't know,"I say,"I was cold this morning."He smiles, knowing the real reason I had to enshroud up today, but thinks that I don't love how the marks got there. I'm still not sure why I do remember anything.

We pull up to the hardware store.

"I need some supply for a fiddling project I'm doing,"he says smiling.

"Okay dad,"I reply, and we walk inside. We head straight down to the timbre aisle. He takes out a few spell of woodwind instrument, and while he thinks I'm not looking measures them against me. So this is why he wanted me to come, to see what sizes he would need. I wonder what he's building.

Once he has selected everything he needs, including nails, Mexican valium, chain, timber and paint, we head towards the exit. He tells me to stand here with the stuff while he asks to speak with the managing director. The director comes out and its an old buddy of his. They start talking in low tones, but I can just create it out.

"Hello Tim, what can I do for you,"says the manager.

"I would care these supplying Liam, but I was wondering if I could do a trade for them,"my dad says.

"oh yeah, what could you swap for all that,"Liam reply.

"My daughter,"my dad says and I look away as they both look over at me. I start to get a flavor of dread in my breadbasket, was he really going to trade me for this clobber ?

"she will do whatever you want for 2 hours, if you give me this stuff for innocent,"dad says. Liam looks doubtful but agrees to the deal. They walk back over, Liam looking me up and down and smiling meanly. Dad pulls out the purpleness formal and I lose control.

"Listen here, you slut, you will go with Liam and do whatever he tells you to do,"he whispers fiercely at me. Liam looks shocked that my dad would sing like this but doesn't interrupt."I will come back and get you in 2 hours."

He leaves, wheeling his products to the exit, the alarum go off, but the manager says,"its fine, his merchandise are paid for."And my dad is allowed to forget.

Liam leads me back into his office.

"well, what to do, what to do ?"Liam asks. I don't reply.

"I have had the camera disabled in this spot, so I don't need to concern about anyone seeing this,"he continues,"take off all your clothes."I strip. He grabs my titty hard and pinches my nipple. Seeing no reaction, he does it harder. He slaps me across the face, hard, my question whips back and my impudence turns pink.

"wow, no chemical reaction,"he says,"interesting."He pushes me roughly to my knees, unzips his pants and shoves his dick into my mouth. His putz is smaller than papa, but still big. He throat fucks me for several transactions. He zips his bloomers back up and leaves the room, he comes back respective minutes later carrying a set of stocks. Where he got them, I have no approximation. He pulls me to my pes and gas embolism me over, locking my promontory and wrists into the store and slaps my ass.

"well my beloved,"he says,"time for the material fun to begin."

I feel him at my entrance and he pushes himself in, in one big solidus. He fucks me hard, almost pushing me over several metre. My pussy felt so extend. He pulls out while he's still hard and I feel him at my early incoming. I want to say ‘ no point ’, but I cant say anything, so he just pushes himself into me, slowly at commencement, getting faster towards the end until his whole length is inside me. I feel too total. He starts to make love me, getting harder and harder. Finally, he explodes deep into my ass.

"we still have an hr left, slut,"he says,"what should we do ? I don't think its fair that I get you all to myself."

He leaves and returns with two other men. One big fat guy and one tall skinny guy.

"omg you weren't kidding Liam,"the fat man says laughing at the muckle of her in origin, helpless with her ass and pussy hanging out.

"Harry and Peter this is my new ally, her name is slovenly woman,"Liam says.

"hi slut,"says the tall man.

"go on, what are you waiting for,"Liam says,"fuck her shtup wit out."They don't need anymore encouragement, pulling their pants off and whipping their cock out. One goes to my back and shoves his dick right into my cunt, already hard. The former goes to my mouth and starts to look fuck me. I've never had two men fucking me at the like time. It takes them a few times, but they eventually germinate a rhythm. After a few minutes they switch. This continues for a long prison term, I could see Liam in the turning point of my eye stroking his tool. He walks up to me and redact his dick in my hand and tells me to stroke it for him.

All three men come at around the like time. Covering me with their cum. They laugh and walk out, leaving me stuck, with cum dripping off me. They don't lock the door. All someone would take to do, is open the office door and they would see me helpless here.

Should I keep writing ? ?