My name is Charlie. The yr I turned 18, my body filled out and it seemed as if overnight I had curve. My mom had to hire me shopping for new bandeau and clothes because hardly anything fit anymore. I was 5'6 '' and acrobatic from the dance I had been doing my whole life story. My breasts were all of a sudden a 32 D. My mom was sympathetic, telling me fun brassiere would help patronise me while I danced. But my internal secretion were more come to with how boy were looking at me lately. I was being invited to a lot of political party that I never went to and dancing and prom were light to find particular date for.

I lost my virginity when I was after my first prom with a Junior who had asked me to the terpsichore. He was sugariness and a virgin too. The sex was sore and awkward and I bled for a few days after. We had messed around a few times after and the sex did n't hurt anymore but I had still never had an orgasm with a boy.
One day after school my senior year, the poor boy was sucking on my nipple with his hands down my pants, determined to figure out how to make a girlfriend come when my dad walked in early from oeuvre. I 've never seen a boy move as fast as he did running from my star sign. I 've also never seen my dad angrier.
'' Get to your room, Thomas Young lady ! '' I hurried up the stairs and jumped onto my bed, my affectionateness pounding. I was in so much worry ! How was I going to explain myself ?
I waited in my room for what seemed like hour. From the sounds downstairs, my father was having a few drinks. So I waited. My mom was away on a concern trip-up and I knew he had no estimation how to handle what he 'd just witnessed.
He never came into my room that night.
A few weeks later, a boy was tutoring me after school when dad came home. The boy nervously excused himself and left.
'' Another after schooltime visitant ? '' My dad 's part sounded strange.
'' He 's just tutoring me in math, Dad. He 's a nice boy. '' I rolled my eyes.
'' You think I believe that ? You think I do n't see the way you've changed ? You 've turned into a whore, Charlie ! ``
'' No, daddy ! I 've only been with one boy, I swear ! '' he came toward me and I could sense the liquor on his breath. He must get stopped for cocktails with his Quaker at piece of work before he came home.
He grabbed my arm and pulled me up the stairs to my room. He sat on my bed and pulled me over his lap, lifting my skirt so my ass was exposed for him.
'' dada, no ! '' He pulled my thong down and slipped it off my feet.
'' No ? Since when do you evidence me 'no'? Only a sporting lady wears a thong under a skirt, Charlie. '' He balled up my thong and scarf out it into my mouth as he began spanking my bare ass.
My cries were muffled and struggling did no good, he was far too strong. All I could do was cry and take the punishment. Each slap felt made me scream as the pain increased.
When he was finished, he tossed me onto the bed, `` If you want to be a working girl, I 'll address you like one. '' He started grabbing clothes from my loo and disappeared into my mother 's stitching room. Dad 's family were tailor, and he knew pile about clothes.
I was terrified and my ass buttock were on flaming. I pulled the thong from my mouth and got under my masking. When I woke up, dad was in my elbow room with a pile of my clothes and a black charge plate bag.
'' You 'll do as I tell you from here on out, do you understand ? ``
I nodded, `` Yes, daddy. ``
It was lately and I had n't eaten, but I did n't dare ask for anything while he was angry like this. He put my dress away and left with the plastic bag. When he returned, he had me get up.
'' strike your dress off. ``
I did n't question him, I just took everything off and put it into the hamper. He lifted my mattress and put some shoulder strap under it before putting it back down.
'' Go to the bathroom and get ready for bed. allow the doorway open. lady of pleasure do n't deserve privacy. ``
I pee 'd and brushed my teeth, naked, while daddy watched from the hallway. My heart would n't block off pounding.
When he led me to my room, he had me lie down and he took a strap from each corner of the bed and cuff them to my wrists and ankles. I was spread bird of Jove and could n't move much. He stared at me lying there for a second and covered me up.
'' I 'll teach you some possession and humility if it kills me. And do n't you dare breathe a word of this to your mother. It would break her sum to know her daughter is a cocotte. ``
'' But daddy, '' I wanted to make him consider me, but he refused to listen.
'' Do n't waste your breath. I 'll wake you in the morning. ``
Then he left me there, naked and trapped. My dreams were filled with image of daddy spanking me. When I woke up, I could feel that I was wet and turned on, but the pudden-head cuffs would n't let me tinct myself. Maybe that was daddy 's intent ?
Daddy woke me up early for school day. He un-cuffed me and had me shower with the door overt and told me to shave my kitty-cat bald. I was embarrassed but I did n't dare question him. I was so afraid of him like this.
When I was dried off, he waited while I did my hair and make-up. When I had finished, he had me get on all 4 and spread my legs. I felt something small and plastic poking at my buttocks pucker and I jerked away and looked up. Daddy had a wide-cut enema bag and was going to sneak in the nozzle.
'' Daddy, what.. ? ``
'' Shut your mouth and do as you 're told. ``
I felt the honker enter me and my bowels were slowly filled with cool off liquid. dad held the bag gamy and it drained into me fairly quickly. I stayed on the trading floor until my inside began to halter and I whimpered. dad took the snout out slowly and told me I could allay myself. The liquid flowed steadily into the commode and my body was cleaned out.
When I was empty and cleaned up and ready, Daddy paraded my naked physical structure through the hall, into my room. He had laid out my clothes for me. None of it looked off, just jeans and a black V-neck tee shirt. I saw the black bra Mom had bought me, but no step-in. I reached out for the pants and papa grabbed my hand.
'' Not without pantie. '' He held out a pair of strange-looking black legal brief. I took them and examined them. They were safe and inside were two modest protrusions.
'' pappa I can't.. ''
'' You will. Get them on.
'' But I do n't know how ... '' he grabbed the panties from me, slathered the interior with an oil and held them out for me to step into. As he pulled them up, I could see the protrusions were minuscule dildos, aiming right field at both of my holes.
'' Daddy, please ! No ! '' He turned me over his knee so fast, I did n't know what was happening. He spanked me until I stopped fighting and stood me up to pull on the panties.
One small dildo slid right into my pussy, but papa had to compress the other small one into my tight can trap. I whined and whimpered, but I did n't dare fight it. Once the panties were pulled on tight and the dildos were in place, Daddy hooked something into the posterior of them just under the hind dildo. I suddenly felt it mature inside of me. I gasped as it kept growing. When I yelped, daddy stopped. He did the same with the other dildo and soon my holes were stuffed. dad showed me a slit in the front where I could relieve myself without removing the panties.
walking felt embarrassing and bending over made me flinch.
'' A working girl should love this, what 's the matter ? ``
'' dad I 've never ... ''
'' Do n't lie to me. Get dressed. '' he would n't take heed but I really never had allowed any anal play and my heart was racing with fear.
I pulled the denim over the rubber contraption and once they were zipped and buttoned, no one but me would know what was under them, torturing me. When I put the bra on, I panicked. It did n't fit anymore ! Had they grown overnight ! ?
'' I modified it for you. The loving cup have been altered to hug your breast, but to allow for your nipples their freedom through this cut-out at the top.
I glared at him and put on my T-shirt. It did n't front obscene, but my nipple were poking at tending through the fabric.
'' They wo n't allow this at schooltime, Daddy. '' My heart was racing. I wanted to cry. Everyone would stare at me.
'' Like anyone would say anything out of fear of offending you ? ``
'' Everyone will stare ! ``
'' I thought whores liked that tending ? ``
'' Daddy, I 'm not a whore ! ``
'' We 'll see about that. '' he tossed me my knapsack and told me to get downstairs for breakfast.
feeding was the hardest thing I 'd ever done. I was so nervous and terrified that I was n't even hungry. pa insisted I clean my plate.
Walking was difficult, but getting prosperous. The car ride to school was torture with the bumps of the road. I had never had anal sex, but with every cause of my day, my ass was getting stretched and fucked.
My friend noticed nil other than my discomfort. They all kept asking me what was faulty. I was running out of square alibi. In class, it was firmly to concentrate. All I could think about was not shifting in my rump too much.
The missy did n't comment anything but the boys sure seemed to. They would micturate obliquely glance, staring at my nipples.
When school was finally over, I hurried home. I didn't even talk to anyone. I usually hung out with the boy I'd been sleeping with, but he was avoiding eye inter-group communication with me lately as well.
dad was already home, waiting for me,"How did it feel to be stuffed like a whore all day ?"
"I'm so uncomfortable, pappa, delight let me pack them off !"
"amercement, strip."
Standing in the midsection of the living elbow room, I removed all of my clothes and Daddy came with his low prick to deflate the dildos inside of me so I could take the evilness contraption off. When my holes were empty, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Daddy reached down with his fingers and felt my pussycat,"You sure are wet for someone who didn't enjoy that."
I whimpered, but didn't say anything. My body was betraying me, I really hadn't enjoyed it. Had I ?
Daddy reached into his air hole and pulled out a small plastic cylinder. He placed the loose end over one of my nipples and began twisting a knob on the other end. My nipple was suctioned into the tube and he didn't occlusive twisting until I cried out. It stung. He did the same with the other, then pulled out a third.
"Lay back on the sofa and spread your legs."The look on his cheek gave me no room to argue.
He spread open my labia and placed the cylinder over my clit, twisting. I could finger my clit being sucked up and the imperativeness got Sir Thomas More and more intense. When I cried out, he twisted once more than and stopped.
"Now, go make dinner. Don't bother putting any dress on. Whores don't need them anyway."
I cried while I cooked, the intense suck on my nipples and clit became more than and more supportable, but I felt so exposed and Daddy watching my every move didn't help. My pussy was wet and my arse was still wet from the oil.
When I had dinner make and on the tabular array, I went to sit down in my usual death chair but when I pulled it out, dada had suctioned a thickheaded dildo in the heart of the seat.
"I know how very much harlot like riding stopcock. You might as well establish sound use of your clip at the dinner table."I stared at the dildo. It was 2"in diameter but only 5"high school or so."Sit !"pa was getting impatient.
I slowly lowered myself down onto the dick and moaned as it filled me and stretched me. I had to admit, it felt upright. It stretched my interior and didn't press into me too far to hurt. I glanced quickly at dad who had a giant grinning on his face.
"I knew it. You love it. I want to get wind you say it. evidence me you love a fat dildo in your pussy."I looked at him in disbelief."SAY IT !"
"I love a fat dildo in my pussy."
"You'll get plenty of what you love, my little whore."He handed me a packet of pills,"Take these. One every day at dinner. If you're going to be a cyprian, no sensation bringing a baby into your life."
We ate in silence. I was resisting the impulse to mash on the dildo and slide up and down on it. I was determined to leaven my dad wrong. I wasn't a whore.
When we'd finished eating, daddy removed the suction cylinder from my clit and my mamilla. I could feel my own wetness between my second joint, moving down my pegleg. He put a clamp on my button to snare the blood in my intumesce rosebud and took a bottle of peppermint candy oil and dabbed it on each tit and one drop on my swollen clit.
The strong sensation of the oil teased me through dish washing and my nipples stood at attention. The slightest pushover made them prickling. My puss was getting wetter and wetter and the oil banquet throughout my entire pussy, making it feel lovesome and set. My clit stung a piffling in the clinch, but it seemed to only pass water me more than horny. How could Daddy do this to me ? What was happening with my body ?
By the clip the kitchen was clean, I was ready to bonk myself silly with the dildo, but Daddy had cleaned it and put it away.
"All finished, whore ?"I nodded and waited.
dada sat there, staring at me,"How many boys have you fucked ?"
"Only one, pop, I swear."
"You're a liar. How do they make you cum ?"
"None of them ever have."
"So you're a whore who doesn't even get anything out of it ? Pathetic."He grabbed me by the arm and took me upstairs into my bedroom."Lay down."I obeyed.
He laid beside me and started twirling one of my sore nipple between his thumb and forefinger, pressing harder and harder as he went on.
"The trouble is you've only fucked boys. A boy doesn't screw how to delight a cleaning lady, a man does."He switched to the other pap. The sensations he was sending through my bosom spread down to my clit and I felt it begging. He reached down and removed the clamp. The blood rushing back felt like warm pain in the neck and it made my clit throb.
He kept working on my nipple but started on my swollen clit with his other handwriting, rubbing in rope, using my wetness as a lubricator. The he took my clit between his thumb and forefinger and did exactly what he was doing to my nipple. My body felt like it was opening up and I could feel my pussy begging for a cock. I was so fold to begging for it.
"You want it, don't you ? Your pussy wants to be filled."
"Yes, pappa. I'm so sorry but, yes !"Maybe he was right, maybe I was a whore ?
"All cleaning woman are whores, Charlie. If you press the right buttons, any adult female will beg to be fucked and treated like a piece of ass."He got undressed, watching me pant and beg him with my eyes. His cock was hard and just as fatheaded as the dildo I'd sat on at dinner. But he was longer, my guess was 8 column inch. It was a colossus to my teenage eyes.
He moved between my legs and stayed upright on his stifle, pulling me toward him. He leaned forward and pressed his cock into me slowly, letting it elongate my interior. I moaned."That's right, whores jazz my cock."He pressed the length of it into me, not stopping when my cervix protested. The pain made me cry out, but so much of what was happening felt so good….
He got his regular recurrence going, slow and stead, in and out. Soon I was bucking my hips to mate his driving force. He reached down to range my clit between his quarter round and digit again and I could feel an sexual climax building. It built slowly and powerfully. He started thrusting faster and faster and soon he was pounding my teenage kitty-cat with his ogre shaft.
"Oh Daddy, it feels so good."
"I knew you'd like it, whore."Our sweaty body were pounding together and my orgasm was so close.
"dad, I think I'm gon na cum."
"Let it go. I want to watch my woman of the street daughter come on my cock."
His fingers rolled faster and the sexual climax exploded abstruse inside me."OH MY GOD ! daddy, I'm cumming ! I'm cumming ! Oh fuck !"I moaned and wailed and whimpered as my pussycat contracted around his cock, pushing him out.
"That's a upright girlfriend. Cum on pa's cock."He wouldn't let up on my clit and my body began jerking."Push past it and cum again my little whore."He was pumping even faster now, my cum coating his peter, making sloshing speech sound. The sound of sex.
I focused on the star in my clit and felt another orgasm build. dada kept rolling it and fucking my dripping pussy. His middle were watching me,"I can see it right there. Cum for your dada. Cum on my turncock, little whore. I'm going to cum with you, but you have to travel rapidly. Cum for dada so I can fill your twat with my mettle. Do it ! NOW !"
The rush of fear sent me over the edge and I came so hard and long that my back arched and my muscles felt freeze out. I could hear pop cumming, moaning and pushing into testis deep as he deposited his seed inside of me.
"trade good girl. Now you know what a man can do to your body."
"Oh Daddy, that felt so amazing."
"You're a whore like every former woman, Charlie. You might as well accept it."He pulled out of me and brought his putz to my face,"clean it."
I licked and sucked his shaft until I had cleaned it entirely, making sure to suck his testis clean of all the cum too."What a honorable missy you are. It's like you were made for this."dad smiled with satisfaction.
He stood up and assure me to sit on the edge of the bed,"Now take my stopcock in your oral fissure. pop has to pee."
"What ?"I had just had the most astonish experience and now he was going to taint me ?
"A good whore keeps a man satisfied. I don't want to walk to the bathroom, so I'm going to use your mouth. Now open up."
I opened my mouth and he laid his shaft on my tongue,"Now I'll start slow, you just wrap your lips around my hammer and dissemble it's a pale yellow. drink in it down and don't you dare run out a drop."
His watercourse started into my mouth and I started continuously swallowing like I was drinking from a straw. It was warm and caustic and I tried not to gag. If I made a mickle, he would surely punish me. His head flopped back and he sighed with assuagement as he emptied his bladder into his daughter's throat. I just kept swallowing until the stream slowed down.
"Open your mouth."I opened and he milked his cock and slapped my tongue to get the last few drops out before wiping the tip on my lips and turning to get dressed. I felt fully and a picayune regurgitate.
"Your mother will be home in the daybreak from her misstep. I suggest keeping this between you and I. But sweetie…"
"Yes, papa ?"
"Even when your mother is rest home, if I say I need to piss, you better establish an apology to follow me. You're my urinal now. My own small whore. If I catch you fucking anyone without my permission, I'll punish you in direction you can't even imagine. And I'll be dressing you for school every day. I'll lay your clothes out. If your female parent says anything about what you wear, I'll handle it. You just do as I tell you and everything will be fine."
"Yes, Daddy."
He left my room and went downstairs. I was left in my elbow room, ravaged. I had to cleanse up and get to bed. I had shoal tomorrow and I had no theme what to gestate from Daddy. My intellection would be consumed with what had happened that night. I had fucked my pa and I loved it. I couldn't closure saying it in my psyche,"Daddy was proper, I'm a whore. ”