Friday eventide, the start calendar week of June and I was totally unwind. I'd met a friend for dinner and a drinking or two and had gotten family around nine. Now, I was sipping a bit of Maker's score, rocks with just a splash of pee while I enjoyed the quiet. It had been an eventful week, Joanie my eighteen twelvemonth old girl had graduated, graduated with a 3.96 GPA, not quite valedictorian but second in her social class and I was so damned proud.

Yes, I was gallant. Joanie was my"Little Princess,"I'd nurtured her, raised her and took immense pride in her attainment. I'd loved my married woman, in fact, I still do…posthumously…she'd died eighteen yr ago ; in the hospital where Joanie was born. My baby daughter was nursing at her mother's bosom, there in the infirmary bed, when Marcie, my wife, suffered a fatal brain aneurism and I was left a widower and the exclusive caretaker of a new birth infant.

I sound like I'm looking for fellow feeling, but, truth be told I did birth help. My female parent came to stay on with me for three invaluable months. She took charge of Joanie's precaution and, along the way, taught me how to educate rule, bathe and change babies and get accustomed to functioning on just a few steal hours of eternal rest. Mom would have liked to stay longer but my Father's health had taken a turn for the big and she was desperately needed at household ; when she left I hired a nanny.

Well, nanny might he understating her responsibility and value to me. Morgana O'Leary was and still is a very authoritative somebody in Joanie's and my life. starting time she helped with nestling upkeep then her obligation evolved. My occupation is brokerage house, I buy, sell and find items for others and Mo part as my office managing director now. She's just a couple of years old than I, a small on the slender side ( take skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears glasses that are unflattering and eschews make-up ; in other language she makes no effort to take a shit herself appealing but, none the less, after that first night and after she'd been with me for respective geezerhood and after a few cocktails I had the distinct pleasure to remind myself that she was a wildcat between the sheets and blessed with the tightest pussy I'd ever had the pleasure to fill. Still, we mutually concluded that a patronage relationship would be best ; Joanie was twelve and seemed to be developing an intense dislike for Morgana. Morgana had frequently spent the night during the hebdomad and always on the weekends for our special Saturday nights.

After we ended our human relationship, my sex biography went to hell in a hand basket but I had a more contented daughter. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to fill the void. She liked to loosen me and mash unabashedly ; hugging me tightly, letting me feel her rapidly developing breasts against my chest of drawers ; sitting on my lap and giving her cute fag end a wriggle or two and even giving me a peep at her pantied bottom as she'd dash into the bathroom for her shower.

But enough, what I was really smiling about was my, well, our upcoming vacation. I own a little vacation cottage in the mountains situated on the loveliest tarn this side of meat of Scotland. Two workweek, two absolutely fantastic workweek in June of each year Joanie and I spend a fortnight there. There are woods for hiking, exciting wildlife to see and snap, a small powerboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for leisurely geographic expedition of the channels and creeks.

I'd just stood to fix another of that fine Maker's Mark when the jangle of my phone intruded.

Joanie I wondered, she was out with friends planning to go to a bonfire for a"commencement of Summer"party, roast some weenies, burn some marshmallows and, probably illicitly sip on a couple of beers ; I answered,

"hullo ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

Harry had been my undecomposed friend since rate schooltime, I'd been his best man and he'd been mine. He and his married woman Betty were Joanie's Godparents but his call was still a surprise ; I knew his employment schedule and he was on duty.

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

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

"Harry, what's going on ?"

"Let's talk of the town there, not on the sound, OK ?"

After we'd rung off my idea went into a whirl. What the hellhole was going on ? Ok, Joanie was my"Little Princess,"but she wasn't a ideal. In fact she made suicidal determination ; not often give thanks God, but she could be led.

At XIII, the summer between heart shoal and high school I'd caught her and her girl drinking my beer and smoking butt back behind the pool house. Then hold out year, at the beginning of her third-year year there was the episode involving experiment with marijuana and my manufacturer's Mark ; what would it be now ?

I'd blistered her footling bottom over each of the above but now she was 18, emancipated, an adult under the law. I got my winder 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 seat then get a cup of coffee."

Joanie was in the indorse can of Harry's pleasure boat, 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 kiosk in the back where I could see my car, after we got coffee bean and the waitress left us alone Harry started,

"Rob, it's bad and could hold been a hellava lot unsound. Luckily I was on the scene and the denseness of the other attending officers was directed toward the two Guy. When I saw it was Joanie I got her into my car. Rob, the number one wood is a known dealer, marijuana and crack cocaine. He had a hind end light out and the patrol policeman recognized him, he pulled him over 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 backrest with a guy named LaTarian Martin and he's a bad histrion, too. According to the arresting police officer there was a joint 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 aid of Mary Martin and Joanie. He found about a thousand worth of gap in Curry's purse. Joiner and Martin weren't carrying.

Rob, I did research Joanie's purse, she had two rocks wrapped in tin enhancer. When I asked she claimed she didn't know how they got there. I believe her, the hombre stuck their shit in the girl'purses 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 ( trespass of probation ) but Curry's gon na get busted for self-will, Martin's gon na walking and you're gon na get Joanie the fuck away from here. Get her straightened out Rob, she's a just girl but this could have gone way, way bad ; you understand ?"

"Oh yeah, I understand, thanks Harry, I'll great 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 ; pull up stakes tomorrow aurora, maybe have a slight detox seance and let her spend nearly of her detoxification on her bay window ‘ causal agency she won't be able to sit."

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

The drive home was absolutely uneventful, and aside from the occasional snarful and moan from the drunk in the backseat it was in silence. At home I helped her stagger to her bedroom, undressed her John L. H. Down to pantie and bra and tucked her in ; yes, with a kiss. In spite of her evildoing she was still my"Little Princess,"nothing she could do would change that.

In my way I packed a bag with the clothing I'd need at the batch cabin then fixed up a minuscule grip with items I would or might involve. From xviii years experience there were certain things that Joanie might require. If she didn't flavor well, achyness and headaches she'd need her Tylenol, Tylenol that she still got like she did when she was a fiddling girl, in suppository form, chloral hydrate suppositories to provide a nap aid and assist with backdown, the red bulb enema syringe and, of line my trusty rectal thermometer. Then I added Grandma's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled bollock, Sir Francis Bacon, hash browns, all wheat toast, orange juice and coffee tree were served to my"Little Princess,"she looked like Death warmed over.

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

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

She chased a rasher of bacon around her plate and took several mouthfuls of the eggs before running to the bathroom. I heard her gagging.

When she came back she started,"Daddy, 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 cook and, Princess, pack extra PJ's and panties, you'll need them."

Big as saucers, her optic,"What Daddy ?"

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

The drive to the cabin was quiet. Both of up knew or suspected what awaited. Music was playing on the radio set, Graeco-Roman Country, but low, unintrusive. We stopped in Ithiel Town, got provision for a calendar week then drove on, it was darkening by the time 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 chamber and bathroom on the ground floor and a quiescency pigeon loft above. I stayed downstairs, Joanie was in the loft unpacking, I suggested that she have a bathing tub and get dressed for bed while I fixed dinner.

While she bathed downstairs I heated a skillet, fried some spud with onions and peppers then sautéed two perch filets while spinach 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 Coke, yes, a nose candy, God I wanted a shaper's stain 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 daughter in the humanity ( how the fuck can they all be the most beautiful girl in the world ? ) Joanie isn't. She's my"Little Princess,"mine.

Joanie is only about 5'1"tall and still, no dubiousness scales in at a unit of ammunition 130. She has rather to the full tit, a poofie tummy and a rump made up of twin fleshy globe distinctly cleaved. Cute, not beautiful, sexual not sexy, and to those dope dealers she'd been with, a target.

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

Dinner was a rather tranquillise affair. I waited until she started the conversation. It was a compounding of apologies and excuses, how she'd not known about what"those people"did, how she'd never do anything like that again, blah, blah, blah."

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

"No wine, no cocktails ?"

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

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

"pa, you can't, I'm XVIII, 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 hindquarters, do you think that would help you ?"

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

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

"Pee in the cup for me,"I told her as I handed her the piffling newspaper publisher container.

"Daddy, please, this is so unenviable, don't watch me."

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

"Oh Daddy, yes, I smoked some marihuana, ok, now you know."

"Joanie, pee,"my voice 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 presence of the marijuana but, thank God, nothing else registered.

As she wiped and flushed I walked into my bedroom ; 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 incline table.

"Please papa, no."

I folded her over my lap and started to spank.

20, I counted, ten on each brass, on her pajamas, those pajama that were printed"Little Princess"on the drop flap. Already I heard a few tears ; I ungripped and lowered the pother. scanty were evident

Ten, ten, ten on each cheek, hard, fast, she wailed, she kicked and tried to run, I held her tighter, my left arm gripping her soft middle ; I stopped.

": settle down,"I said. I stroked her unseasoned body until she'd calmed.

"stall up,"I instructed.

She stood. Her pyjama were a onsie that zipped up the front man ; I unzipped it. Her white meat were unshackled but I ignored them as I lowered the single piece. First her swollen tit then her puffy pot, then down.

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

I lowered her back over my lap. I'd let her keep her panties on because I thought it was more humiliating to her to experience me read them off, part of her penalization. I lowered them to mid thigh then told her to rescind her pelvic girdle. They lay on the floor at her feet as I began.

I started at the junction between her butt and her thighs then spanked up, over her sit spots to the top of her backside then back down.

go, crack, crack, the resounding medicine of anatomy get together flesh. After about thirty knock I stopped and reached for the hairbrush.

Thwack, thwack, thwack, the awesome, fearsome sound of the oak backed encounter falling. I gave her ten ; it was over.

Joanie was sobbing, middle implosion therapy, nose leaking she whimpered,"dada, I'm so dreary, I'll never do anything like that again."

I rolled her over and held her on my lap then took a tissue paper and let her bungle her nozzle.

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

I knew she'd be a wad for a patch. It tied her in knots when she did something that worried 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 take to climb up to the loft ?"

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

"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 room I paused to admire my handwork. Joanie's seat was a kaleidoscope of color ; multiple shades of red, violet, royal with just a speck of blue, damn, she looked sore.

I sat on the bed and gently spread her nether cheeks. She was pink, a pissed ringing, I pressed the suppository in, penetrating her with my forefinger finger. Her sphincters contracted, gripping the digit.

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

Slowly I withdrew from her.

"Thank you papa, now can you hold me."

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

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

After a few minutes and in a wonky vocalisation she asked,"dad 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 terminal meter I'd done it was just prior to her fifth natal day, over thirteen years ago.

"I'm gloomy 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's breadth along her genus Venus fissure, her slit back then it was nothing Sir Thomas More than a pink valley, her labia and clitoris were undeveloped but now she was asking that I do it again, to her eighteen year old self.

"Please Daddy,"she begged as she took my mitt and pulled it toward her ; the binding of my mitt brushed the silken hair covering her mons veneris.

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

I let her, I didn't endeavour to stop her nor did I pull away. My middle finger found her vallecula. I'd used my index finger when she was Thomas Young but my center finger was longer, better able to slide along her mature sex. I parted her labia and gently stroked her.

Different, so very dissimilar than when she was a fry with just a little immature incision. Her outer labia were swollen-headed, her privileged labia protruded beyond the outer, her clitoris was spectacular and engorged. My"Little Princess"had the body of a woman.

She trembled under my pinnace ministrations then snuggled against me. flabby aristocratic snores, the sedative had taken impression, she slept.

I didn't, no rest for the wicked and what I'd done ; hell what I was still doing was wicked. Rationalized my action mechanism, she wanted it, it didn't detriment anyone, blah, blah, fustian. Then I waxed philosophical, the Earth was awry, I was right. Oh, maybe the taboos against incest had a hard-nosed rationality before the availability of birth control ; but no longer.

The raspberry and the bees talk of the town, female parent to daughter, founding father to son. Think about it, wouldn't it make more than sensation, mother to son, a adult female who could explain and, yes, even demonstrate how to be a good and considerate devotee ? And a father to his daughter, caring and loving, caressing, introducing her to sex gently rather than with some pimply faced stripling across the backseat of a 2005 Honda Accord.

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

I took my deal back, her jiggery-pokery on my finger. I brought it to my brim ; peaches and cream ; exquisite. Finally I dozed off with a smile on my face.

I awoke to the smell of coffee berry percolating and bacon frying. Joanie stuck her psyche into the bedroom,"Breakfast in ten minutes."

She was wearing a robe and, unless I was utterly mistaken, nothing else.

I brushed my tooth and traipsed out. Once seated Joanie gave me a cup of coffee berry and a plate on Roger Bacon, eggs and pledge then served herself. She sat down, gingerly, saying,"Thank you for last dark Daddy, I slept like a baby."

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

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

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

"tactual sensation me, feel how hot I am."

Before touching I looked. My Little Princesses fanny was stilled a mottled red and pink ; at least the other semblance of the rainbow had faded. I rested my palm on her sorely abuse bottom.

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

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

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

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

What could I say, Marcie, my deceased wife was a cute Irish lass, short, a little pudgy and soft with strawberry blonde hair's-breadth, wide tit and a plump bottom ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump undersurface. My mind wandered and I began to get an erection remembering. White as clotted cream, how I'd loved to leave a garden pink 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 fundament, I know, my handwriting fits it perfectly."

"Are you dad, are you going to larrup me ?"

"You didn't answer me Princess, do you think 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 scared 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 hoi polloi sound like crowd bangers or drug bargainer 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 lilliputian money, I was going to give 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 head. Almost as soon as we left the party they fired up a duo of joints then the guy in the backrest seat with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na have himself some smart young blank pussycat. When I tried to crusade him away he grabbed my arm and squeezed my breast. 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 lady he was with said, ‘ Y'all gon na let me determine, ain't ya, I wanta see your big Shirley Temple Black pecker tear up that bitch's Patrick Victor Martindale White ass.'He was trying to tear my trouser off when we got pulled over."

"You were lucky the bull showed up but Joanie, you know you put yourself in that attitude, what were you thinking ?"

"pop, they were going to rape me ; both of them and that lady friend was going to check. dada, I'm still a virgin. I knew I'd be screaming and crying while they did it to me but it almost seemed defective, more degrading that another girl was going to get her kicks watching it happen, 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 select when and with whom I am, to use an old terminal figure, deflowered."

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

"Let's finish breakfast and go for a walk of life around the lake, we can utter then, ok ?"

I cleaned up the kitchen while she took a exhibitor. She was still only wearing her gown, her pajamas and panties were in her hand as she climbed the ravel to the loft.

one-half way up she turned her head word, our eyes met and she gave me a little grinning,"You're peeking aren't you Daddy."

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

I showered and dressed in lax fitting shorts, tee shirt and a twosome of stoolie ; I was waiting at the bottom of the ladder/stair when Joanie climbed down. She, also was in short pants 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 and Uncle Harry had shown up and saved her from interrogation and arrest her awe had been transferred to another portion of her anatomy. He'd saved her virgin pussy but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. splendid assessment of her dilemma, as final stage nighttime had proven.

"God, I was so dazed, so blamed stupid ; dad, can you ever forgive me ?"

"Princess, you're Pres Young. Unfortunately, young people make stupid misunderstanding but that's a big part of scholarship, of maturing. I know cipher like this will ever come about again."

The conversation got lighter as we walked through the woods. We spotted a flight of duck's egg coming in for a landing on the lake. It seemed a little former for their northerly migration, it was former June. We strolled over to the shore where we found a eyepatch of Gunter Wilhelm Grass. Joanie suggested that we sit and watch the duck paddle about. I sat, she lounged, laying her head on my lap.

The tranquility of the break of day, the osculation of the gentle sun, I dozed off still holding Joanie's head. It was she who awakened me.

She's worked my flaccid member out the leg of my shorts then she'd taken it into her mouth. It was like a fleshly dream, I awoke to my daughter fellating me. I should have stopped her, I know…I didn't ; the feelings she was giving me were sensational. I stroked her haircloth. She looked up with her pretty unripe eyes and smiled then began recondite throating my cock.

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

I expected her to come off, instead she only went faster. As I spewed into her oral cavity 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 punishment because of this. If so, she was haywire, in fact her observable retiring involution with fellatio made me wonder just how much Joanie had gotten into.

I gave her a soft swat on her merchant ship, saying,"cum on, let's get back to the cabin. It's clip 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."

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

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

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

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

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

I gave her ten moderately severely rap on her step-in then bared her arse and gave her ten more. Joanie was sobbing, I rubbed her back and sides asking if she'd like to lie down for a little while..

"Will you hold me Daddy ?"She asked.

"Of course Princess."

I helped her to bear, guided her to the bed and lay down beside her. She was still wearing her bra and T-shirt but was naked from the waist down, which I tried my easily 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 engagement anymore ?"

I had to think how to answer, finally I said,"I guess other things were more authoritative 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 jealous, I wanted to be your young lady ; Kinda dumb, huh ?"

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

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

"Nosey short affair, aren't we ?"

"well, don't you ?"

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

"My bedroom's next to yours, I could hear through the wall and Morgana's kinda noisy, ok ?"

He remembered and she certainly was. A lot of ohs, oohs and aahs most nighttime and moan and groans on Saturday, the nighttime he parted her squiffy little derriere. God, that was the best, still what he thought about when he jacked off.

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

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

"And ?"

"Oh Daddy, this is so embarrassing, delight don't make me say."

Rob kept quiet as Joanie squirmed adjacent to him, he gave her a fiddling hug.

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

Rob thought, he wasn't all that huge, not porn maven sizing. He was a little over 7 ½ inches and a bit chubby.

Now would have been the nonesuch prison term to end this conversation but Rob was getting aroused ; it had been years since he'd had sex, he held her closer. She sensed the alteration in him, she could find his erecting climbing against her.

Joanie caught her breath,"Daddy, will it wound ?"She asked.

"Probably a little,"he replied."Do you want to find out, Princess ?"

She wriggled out of her tee shirt and shed her bra,"mite me Daddy, please touch me."

Her bosom were milky white capped with small pink nipples.

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

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

As his probing knife 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 hips up to assemble him she wailed in exotic joy. Her juices flowed as her Daddy drank from her sweet fountain. She was sopping, she was make as he moved over her.

Rob lifted her leg back, exposing her vagina then moved up against her. With his digit he opened her then guided his cock to her virgin portal.

"Ready Princess ?"He said.

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

He thrust forward. He felt her tender maidenhead tear, he was in and sliding deeper.

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

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

Rob was gladiolus he'd given Joanie a couple of coming 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 young body. Her legs wrapped around his hips as she thrust back to meet his fortuity. Sounds emanated from deep in her throat as she cooed.

"Fuck me pop, have a go at it your Little Princess, oh God yes, eff me salutary, hump me good."

He did. Stroking her hard and firm Joanie began to tremble under him as she climaxed yet again. He pulled her hard against him as he spewed into her pumping six years of pent-up semen into her, bathing her uterine cervix, migrating into her fallopian tubes, searching for a fat egg.

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

"We'll go into township to the pharmacy and get some of the program B pills this good afternoon because, yes, you could get pregnant."

"trade good. I do desire to have your baby but not yet. I want us to induce some fun first, don't you ?"

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

"diddly-shit over me,"he instructed as he guided his phallus to her vagina.

"Sit on me and take me in."

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

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

Her replete breasts, her poofie little tummy, her reddish atomic number 79 sleek fur and, virtually of all her alluring font smiling at him.

"I'm glad you came in me papa, it makes me feel like a womanhood. Am I your woman now ?"

"Do you require to be ?"

"More than anything pa, now and forever."

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

Afterward we showered and drove into town. We had lunch, picked up a few Thomas More food market and stopped at the CVS pharmaceutics. I bought various Plan B oral contraceptive pill and some scented lube. The contraceptive pill for immediate use, of course but the lube was for later, if my Little Princess was going to be my fair sex more was in shop as far as her intimate educational activity was concerned. I'd always had a preference for anal sex, riding my fille from behind as she bucked and moaned ; would Joanie be leave ? We'd see.

On the ride back we discussed birthing control condition methods. The program B anovulant were a stop gap bill, Joanie decided she'd prefer an IUD.

Joanie didn't have an adult doctor, she'd only ever seen her pediatrician ; once home I phoned her and got a good word for an OB/GYN in our region. I had Joanie phone to crap her appointment.

She explained what she wanted and was able to get an appointment for the survey day. The doctor let her know that she would be doing a complete physical before she could insert an IUD.

Joanie had never had a female physical and asked me what she could expect.

I told her that she'd want to bathe before we left and that she should fag out article of clothing that was soft to get into and out of. She would probably be nude during the exam. Most would be routine, checking her bosom beat, ears, nose, throat and eyes then it would suit more invasive with a vaginal exam, a bi-lateral exam and possibly even a rectal if the MD felt it was warranted.

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

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

Joanie was as nervous as a recollective go after cat in a roomful of rocking professorship as we drove to the doc's office and, once there she insisted that I be in the room while she was being examined.

It went as I'd explained, ear, nuzzle, throat, etc. then a breast examination before the pelvic.

The physician was exceptional as she explained what she was going to do each step of the way.

Two fingers into her vagina then quiver of her ovaries, insertion of a speculum and a pap smear then a new glove and the bi-manual, one finger in her vagina the second in her anus checking the position of her uterus.

As the medico withdrew her finger's breadth and shed her boxing glove she gave Joanie a grin.

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

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

Gently the doctor rubbed her tummy saying,"Joanie, I need to do it. I'll be aristocratic, I won't hurt you, I promise."

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

"Almost done Honey,"she said.

As she talked the doc was lubricating her indicant 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 sphincters relaxed and the doc's finger slid in.

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

The process was over, Joanie had a reexamination naming for two weeks hence and a caveat that, although she could immediately be sexually active she might feel some cramping. If so, just guide an over the retort infliction relief ; Tylenol, Advil 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 exam was.

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

Rob chuckled,"What's so fearful Princess, I've had my fingerbreadth in you peck of times."

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

We'd left early for Joanie's doctor's appointment so we'd skipped her morning function. 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 she should be off the hook for the cause that we were here, I disagreed. I followed her to the bathroom and tested. Very low point 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 cramp iron like the doctor said,"she whimpered.

"Do you want some Anacin III,"I asked.

"Unhuh, please."

I got two of her suppositories.

"You've still got some of the lubricator in you, I'm going to own to keep my finger's breadth in you ‘ til your muscles grip them and exercise them up in you, ok ?"

My finger 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 mother. Now, why not consider a nap and let the Tylenol do its work."

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

And I thought, Joanie wants to be my cleaning lady, she wants to have my infant and survive as my wife. She was eighteen and I was forty-one, we could have got several baby if she wanted. I'd like for her to get a college Department of Education, she was so ache but, I couldn't deny that I wanted her for my lover if she could pass my final test but that might be hard. She'd reacted badly to the doctor's penetration and my cock was one hellava lot braggy than her slim finger ; we'd have to see.

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

"touch sensation unspoiled Princess,"I asked.

"Yeah, just trying to heat up, the muscle spasm are gone,"she said as she got a swallow of water.

"Can we meet 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 party and dishes we retired to my bedroom.

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

I took her down onto the mattress. Opening the robe I admired her knocker and express,"pappa's afters,"as I took one then the other between my lips.

God how I loved the gustatory perception and the sweetness of her. I worked along her vulva, nibbling her labia and dipping my knife into her vagina. I took her clit between my lip, teasing and batting it with my tongue.

She had a vibration, volatile coming then a endorse and third base. As I brought her off for the Forth River clock time she was pleading for me to block, wailing in a unspeakable pleasure. She was too sensitive to continue.

I moved up beside her and brought her on top.

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

She was above me and impaled on me in a second. Her favorite position.

I loved watching as she bounced, rocked and rolled to a cheap fifth flood tide. I hadn't cum.

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

"That was fun daddy,"she told me.

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

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

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

I moved up behind her and entered her.

"Princess you have the perfect pussy, damn this smell so good. Do you like it ?"

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

She was already starting to breathe knockout, more rapidly.

"You're in promote pa, God you're stretching me. It hurts a little but it's a nice hurt."

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

Her normal sounds had changed. She was panting like a small bitch being ridden by a big German Shepherd, she was being dominated, taken. One plaintive moan after another as Rob pounded her pussy with the piece of tail 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 vitrified eyed.

He lay beside her massaging her battered body, caressing her English and bottom, kissing her teary-eyed eyes.

Finally she spoke,"God Daddy, I thought you were going to get it on me to death, you felt so big in me. My misfortunate little puss's so sore but at least I know what Morgana got."

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

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

He answered,"Close,"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,"human body it out Princess."

As he traced a single finger along her crack he saw the recognition and fear ostentation in her eyes.

"pop, you were in her bootie, 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 malodourous and mussy. How could Morgana do it ?"

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

"Prepare how ?"

"Just a light meal the dark before then enemas several hours before."

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

"She liked it ok but mostly she did it for me, she knows how very much I like anal sex. She got a little pain in the neck from it but, like you, she likes a piffling bit of pain sensation with the pleasure."

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

They dropped the content and over the adjacent two weeks nothing more was said. Their sex life-time was frequent and combat-ready, exploring versatile perspective. Joanie had begun to delight being taken from fanny. She liked the spirit of the extra column inch or two that Rob could get into her although it still wore her out when he fucked her severe. Afterwards he always massaged her, helped her to decompress. He spent a lot of time on her sonant bum, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her fuddled ring.

The first time he used his tongue on her there it was like she'd been struck by lighting. She tried to jump up but he held her down and continued to rim her until she'd relaxed. When he added a digit to her clit he could bring her to climax that way.

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

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

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

"No Daddy, it felt kinda nice."

He now knew, she would eventually surrender. Slowly she was accepting anal attention and getting delight from it.

The two weeks had flown since she'd gotten her IUD. The follow-up appointment found no job. Joanie was ok for a twelvemonth unless something unseemly happened.

On the way home from the Dr.'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 authorize, she was no longer forced to give him a specimen each day and she no longer got her spankings. Everything was going beautifully except one and it was time.

After their dismount supper Rob catered to Joanie's every sexual desire. oral examination then cowgirl followed by a slow attendant missionary. He ignored her bottom and they ended the evening spooning, him in her as they drifted off to sleep.

Breakfast was a bingle stewed egg, one slice of toast, juice and coffee.

As they cleaned up Joanie was overcome by an sinister feeling. She was wearing only her slippers, a pair of panties and her robe.

The salad last night, the poached 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 enemas would be next.

"Daddy,"she rasped.

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

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

With her water dripping down her legs Rob helped her to the bathroom, took her slippers, panties and robe and eased her into the tub.

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

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

He reached for her hand 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 hired man he walked to the bed and sat down then guided her across his lap.

She felt him touch her, the chill of the lubricator as he fingered her hole.

"daddy, please,"she wailed, as she felt him open her cheeks and slip in the syringe.

After five incandescent lamp she was sobbing and cramping. He helped her to lie on her back then he massaged her abdomen working the piddle 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 throne then left so she could evacuate privately.

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

A second five bulb enema followed by a third and finally a pocket-size three bulb insertion and she was running clear.

He'd gotten a houseclean robe and pantie for her while she was in the lav. Another quick tub and she lay down on the bed, exhausted from her clyster ordeal.

"Just rest Princess,"he said.

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

"We want to hold back three hr after your clyster,"glancing at his scout he added,"It's

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

He hesitated, should he tell her the Truth ? If nil else he was always true with her.

"Princess, noontide will be the first meter. We're going to do it four or five times over the course of the day."

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

Joanie couldn't imagine being able-bodied to remain but in her fagged United States Department of State she was sleeping within minutes.

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

She started to screech but then she felt his lovely spit 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 lubricating substance from the pillow.

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

He talked to her.

"You've got pot of lubricating substance. Remember how the physician had you push down when she put her fingerbreadth in you ? I want you to do the same thing. When you feel me pressure against you push down like you're trying to potty, understand."

"A quivery voice 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 tum and I'll lie on your backbone. That's the prosperous way for the little girl and, Princess once I'm in I won't come out until I've cum in you."

He massaged her hips and derriere then straddled her and lay on her back. He slid his penis along her cracking several sentence then guided it to her opening.

"push Princess,"he said as he thrust forward. The head of his tool split her sphincter muscle and he was in her.

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

"Daddddddddy, oh Daddddddddy, it hurts."

"I know Princess, try to slack up. Deliverer, I love your bed. You're so tight, like a velvet glove gripping me. You're the right 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 were stamp and, as a Virgin she was being stretched to accommodate his girth. That's why he wanted her several prison term this beginning day, he wanted her broken in. As he bottomed out he rested, waiting for what he knew would come next.

Joanie continued to groan and sob then suddenly she tried to squirm 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 time with an unschooled anal Virgin, she was afraid she'd embarrass herself, she desperately needed the pot, she had to move her bowels.

He held her down as she fought to escape.

"Princess, you had your clyster, 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 belief in the world like a young young lady's Virgin anus and rectum. The unbelievably tight grasp of her anatomical sphincter muscularity squeezing his erection, fighting him, trying to winnow out him. It would always be wonderful but it would never be quite the like. She'd be light each hereafter time. That wasn't all bad, she would be taught how to flex those muscles to hug and masturbate him and he could play a slight rougher.

"Tighten up, rack 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 stop cumming, it felt like he'd pumped a 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 immense anal cream pie.

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

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

He kissed her middle 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 spite but, in Sojourner Truth, the anticipation was worse than the reality."

"I'm glad you feel that way but now I think you might want to sit on the potty for a little while then put a pair of step-in on and come 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 venter, her psyche on his chest and asked,"You said I was the Best, did you really mean it ?"

"Princess you're fantastical. Far and away the expert I've ever enjoyed."

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

"Nosey Little Princess."

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

"Frequently."

"former missy ?"

"A few."

"What was it like with Morgana ?"

"Joanie, she's so slender with her small little butt, I always felt I had to take it easy with her. I like plump undersurface, like Mommy's and even more so, like yours, you're absolutely perfect."

"Would you do it with Morgana again ?"

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

"No it wouldn't, before I was jealous but no to a greater extent. I'm your lady friend now, if you want to you can. In fact I wouldn't mind watching."

"Really, why ?"

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

"We'll see."

"Just cogitate about it."

They'd been resting for about an hour 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 hips he said,"We're going to try a different position this time."He rolled her onto her back with her pelvic girdle on the pillow so that her buttocks was elevated.

"I want to be able-bodied to see your pretty face,"he told her as he added a slight 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 of drawers, adding,"Remember to bear on when I ask, ok ?"

"Ok Daddy."

"push 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 anguish,"Unhuh,"rasped from deep in her throat.

"I know you're probably feeling some pain. I'm stretching you, your anus and rectum, but eventually you'll be able to submit me in easily."

"God I hope so Daddy."

Still resting he massaged her breasts and leaned forward to kiss her.

"My Little Princess, beautiful of cheek, succulent of breast, with her soft White tummy and golden curls ; I could just eat you up."

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

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

"Daddddddddy, what kind of a interrogative is that. God, even in this stead you can blockade me."

Rob took her hand and guided it between her legs.

"I think it will find thoroughly, especially when I'm pumping you."

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

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

As he watch she closed her eyes and a modest grinning played across her lips.

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

He stroked her for about ten mo then forced her legs further back and push hard into her, roaring,"I'm cumming, I'm cumming."

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

"God that was intense Daddy."

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

"My poor posterior's sore but my trivial pussy's trusted happy."

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

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

"I like it for just those understanding but, no, my deary is girl under on her genu, me behind her."

"Why, what do you like about it ?"

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

"Yeah, I sure do."

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

"God, you make it sound like she's in a dominated, instrumental position."

"Maybe she is, maybe she is."

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

"No, you're not cook for that. I like to play hard, I'd trauma 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 wait wasn't long. He took her script and led her back to the bedchamber. She stepped out of her slipper, he helped her out of her robe and rolled her panty off.

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

Her little ring was red ; the vigorous workout she'd received was evident as he fingered the lubricator into her.

He started with her on her back but without the pillow. Lifting her pegleg he entered her, again he paused when he was fully in her so she'd experience the full flavor in her bowels before slowly pumping her a few prison term then he started to wrick her.

She thought he was going to strike behind her and she wasn't ready for that yet but once she was on her face he straddled her lower leg and held her top leg up as he moved against her.

With one paw holding her top hip his other massaged her abdomen.

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

He continued to hold her let down tummy, then taking her paw and guiding it to her stomach low, just above her pubic bone he said,"Feel."

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

"That's me in you Princess."

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

"Oh, it's alive and athirst for some more Princess. Now give yourself some digit and maybe we can get off together."

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

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

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

Rob was lying on his backrest when she returned.

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

"Now scoot forward."

"Perfect."And it was, her somewhat rap kitty-cat was right at his lips.

"Can you see ?"He asked.

"No,"she pouted.

"Would you like to ?"

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

From under the pillow he pulled out a deal mirror as he extended his tongue and flicked it along her slit.

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

She couldn't keep her concentration on watching, she dropped her mirror, grabbed his head and pounded her pussy against his lips until she came with a haste and gush of tasty, lemony mantrap flavored female child juice.

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

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

"Well, take the things off the actor's assistant and tilt the mirror a little, I think you'll be able to watch."

"What do I get to determine next ?"

"Let me sit up a little."

He put a pillow against the head board 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 a good deal of you."

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

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

"Could you see ?"

"God yes, you had your fingers up my little butt hole."

"Wonderful, what we're going to do now is anal opposite cowgirl. I want you to pull your articulatio genus under you and crouch over me. Once I'm in you can sit down. You'll be directing the action, ok."

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

"Oh God Princess, incline forward just a piffling, I want to see me in you, let me admire your wondrous ass. Ride me, I want to see it going in and out."

He held her hips and let her rock and pump on him, reveling in the strait she was making ; still some moans but mostly dissonance of joy over the show she was giving herself.

Finally he slipped his hand around and let her cod his finger to climax.

"You didn't cum,"she pouted.

"Don't concern, I will. Let's see how we can get into position where you an lookout man when I'm behind you."

"Lie vapid and move around so you can see your face. You won't be able to see a lot of me going into you but you can check your smile."

"rightfulness,"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 sally several times he centered on her.

"energy Princess."

She was still quite tight but it was getting wanton each time.

With her moan as he popped through her anatomical sphincter and a moan as he slid forward he filled her.

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

"tactile property full Princess ?"

"Yes, so full, so full."

"Does it finger safe ?"

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

"Put your hand under you, on your abdomen. I'm going to change my angle of penetration so I'm pushing toward your belly push, you should be capable to experience me."

Once her hand was in seat he scooted high-pitched on her back so his insight was more toward her front ; he started to pump her.

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

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

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

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

He pounded her deep, punishing and dissipated for various moment. He moans had good turn to plaint, her sobs to a wailing cry as her rip flowed.

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

She tightened down as dear she could, it was hard with the severely drive fucking she was getting but finally she felt the heating plant as he roared and his cum flooded her bowel.

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

He lay beside her expecting her to come into his arms, instead she curled into the foetal position with her back to him.

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

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

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

He had. She was sweaty, her hair was a tousled mess, her eyes were swollen and tear stained trailing black bar over her face where her mascara had run, she was beautiful, exquisite in fact.

"Come here and let me hold you Princess."

She crawled into his arms.

"That was just a gustatory perception, what's the"Full Monte ?"

"Joanie, I can go on like that for an time of day or more, that was less than five minutes."

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

"That's pretty repelling, 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 federal agency manager, an important employee to me, I hope you can understand."

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

"God girl, what do you want."

"I want to see Morgana O'Timothy Leary fucked so laborious she can't paseo, 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 spoon position. He'd taken her from behind, his work force fondling her breasts as she entertained herself with her fingers. He came in her for the fifth time that day and was still in her as they drifted into an exhausted sleep.

They spent the balance of their prison term at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an enema every two 24-hour interval, he suggested it would be easier with a two dry quart enema bag but Joanie nixed that suggestion. She liked the intimacy, the belief of giving up she got from being over Rob's lap. true statement be told, he preferred it that way, too. They experimented with every potential position except one. Rob wasn't getting that until she saw someone else endure it. If she didn't see it it would never be percentage of their own repertory, menstruation, full stop.

Their relationship would always be close, they were after all male parent and daughter but where was their versed bonding going. Joanie wanted to live as Rob's wife and have his children and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more screw and loved cooperator. He could run his business concern from a headphone and computer from their modest cabin until he could interchange it with a lakefront home. And, as much as she detested Morgana even Joanie agreed that she was a real asset to her Father-God business organization. Rob decided he'd give her a ascent and a 10 % share of the business to continue to run their metropolis billet. He planned to put everything in motion as soon as they got back.

Robert suntan : The upright laid dodge o'man an'men aft go aglee.

Jewish saw : Man plans, God laughs.

And so it seems. The day before they were to come back from to the metropolis he received a claim from his accountant.

"Rob, I think there is a problem. It's not something I want to get into over the headphone but I'd like to meet with you face to face at your earliest convenience, when are you planning to hark back ?"

"I'll be back tomorrow evening belated then I'm meeting with Morgana in the morning, how about lunch ?"

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

"If you think that's practiced, sure, we can. require breakfast ?"

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

"OK, see you then Sol."

Cohen's was the best Jewish deli in townsfolk. 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 know what a defalcation is ?"

"Never heard of it, what is it ?"

"It's a word no businessman ever wants to learn. 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 grooming for tax time, right ?"

"Yeah, certainly Sol."

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

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

"Rob, I checked back, this seems to be the alone loss I can key out, I think I've found it all ; these written matter are for you."

Rob looked and felt sick.

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

"Rob, I understand, I know how practically you rely on her."

"Yeah, I was considering semi-retirement, giving her more responsibility along with more money and a per centum of the occupation. So what do I do now ?"

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

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

Rob walked for blockage lost in thought, what to do, what to do. This sure fucked up his programme. Finally, he came to a closing. Maybe he could salvage 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 cubicle headphone and called the office.

"Hey Morg, listen, something's come up up ; I won't be able to have it in but I still want to get together as soon as possible. How about I grab a bottle of wine-coloured and give up by your situation around eight, would that work for you ?"

"Sure Rob, that would be great."

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

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

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

There was a smile in her voice as she said,"I'll be ready for anything."

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

"Princess, something's happened at the office, I'm afraid it may delay our programme, I hope not but I'm meeting with Morgana this even to discuss thing. I'll be late getting home, in fact I may not be home ‘ til morning."

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

"My, my, Whitney 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 tone on her side,"My indirect request"…then the light went on, and"you mean it might happen ?"

"sang-froid your jets and ask me tomorrow."

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

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

"Daddy, what's going on ?"

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

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

As he'd prognosis she was impeccably attired, a beige pantsuit, ivory mid-heeled ticker, a Andrew Dickson White blouse with a little 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 salary increase ?"

She giggled girlishly but reddened,"must have."

He offered up a nursing bottle of a delicately Pinot Chardonnay,"Shall we have a glass ?"

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her livelihood room she was spooky and girlish in a way a forty-three yr old adult female shouldn't be but Morgana was with the only man she'd ever loved. If the truth be known, Morgana O'Leary had never had a date until she went to act with Rob. Throughout school she was the skinny, geeky fille with glasses. She didn't go to the prom, no one asked her, her 165 IQ did stool her valedictory speaker and get her a full ride scholarship to a fine college but she had zero social skill and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job interview, they'd met in a coffee shop. It was full and he'd asked if he could contribution her table.

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

Morgana was between Book of Job, yeah, do I take the Big eight-spot firm or the aggressive minuscule house that would fast dog her to a partnership. She had a passe-partout in method of accounting and was moving up in the world ; and she was smitten.

"I'm Morgana O'Leary and I'm between occupation right now, would you count me for your nanny spot, I've never been a she-goat but I love children and I could learn."Morgana had never been so forward in her life, she was trembling, her potbelly wheeling and her bladder about to break as she waited for his reply.

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

Morgana couldn't suppress a little grin,"So you're a master key, too. Mine's from Columbia University, my Bachelors is from Vassar, they're in accounting."

"You're dangerous, right ?"

"Of path I'm grievous Mr. master, unfortunately, I'm always serious."

"Let me ask you Ms. O'Leary, how much money do you dominate in the open securities industry ?"

She thought for a moment, 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.

"Maxwell Anderson has an whirl of $ 212,000 on the table but a lowly 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 and if you could do some piece of work with my company on the accounting side I could add up up with maybe another $ 50,000. $ 85,000 tops."

And something happened to Morgana O'Leary that she'd never experienced. She was rocked by feelings she'd never experienced and suddenly she was sitting in a pocket billiards. She wasn't a Virgin, one terrible experience in highschool school but never an orgasm, Oh My God, she'd just had her first

She was so embarrassed, he had a petty smile on his face, he took her deal and kissed the backbone like a French gentleman.

"I love your perfume Morgana."

She wasn't wearing any, she knew, like a cat in heat 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 piazza near here,"he asked.

"Only a couple of blocks."

"Could we go over there and discuss it ?"

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

Then he let her know what was going to happen.

"Morgana, like I said, I love the odour of your fragrance. Before we leave I'd like you to go to the ladies room, learn off your scanty and bring them back to me."

She knew she turned as red as a ripe American capital apple but when they walked out her panties were his token. Before the eventide was over she'd learned just how much she loved sex. The following day her skinny lilliputian trunk ached all over. He'd fucked her every way imaginable, spanked her and ended the evening by sodomizing her, she was in dearest. She started work for him the next Monday morning. Then he'd kicked her to the check, now he was back.

She finished the last of her wine-coloured and asked,"Care for more Rob ?"

"No, not yet, I think we need to spill, 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 have sex 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 manus, led her to the john and dropped her lower clothing.

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

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

He took a pad of toilet tissue, wiped her, helped her to support and straightened her clothing.

"Now, tell apart 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 Bos 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 deal for a lot of old age, I can't remember anything that has hit me so hard as this. What should we do ? I mean, I have the proof, should we bring in the police force ? 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 tabular array, you think I should send away 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 banishment from an Amazonian kindred, I'd wander in the wilderness."

And the ambush was set, he knew he'd get what he really wanted. The final stage thing in the Earth he wanted to do was arouse Morgana, his business genius. He wanted to raise her.

Key words, lyric she'd understand.

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

A light came into her eyes,"Robbie what do with your bad lady friend. 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 persist in to work here."

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

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

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

I'll differentiate you what, you pay me whatever you can every week. I'll semen over every Saturday to collect whatever you can pay, ok."

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

"Now the rest, yes, you've been a bad girl and you're going to be spanked ; tonight and every Sat night until you've repaid the $ 2000., do you harmonise to that ?"

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

"Is that going to commute tonight Morg ?"

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

With his left hand he picked up the piffling 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 elbow room, at her vanity there was a fine straight person backed death chair, apotheosis for the matter at 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. Slowly he unbuttoned the manacle of her long sleeved blouse then down the front man before taking it over her articulatio humeri and down. Morgana was s slender fair sex, her breasts were small and gamy, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

Her tit were humble and blotto as if she was chilled and she was trembling.

"dance step out of your shoe,"he ordered.

Beautiful off-white heart with a culture medium blackguard were shed, he unfastened the shank band of her gasp and let them fall.

He told her to maltreat out of the slackness ; she did, she stood in ivory thigh heights 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 panties and seated her. It wasn't a rate of flow, rather a squirt, squirt, spurt before he helped her up, pulled her panties back into place and led her to the chair.

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

"Morg, I'm going to larrup you on your step-in for a spell then I'll take in them down and give you some more, finally you'll get ten of my best with the skirmish. Did you have your enema ?"

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

He knew she meant Fleets.

"trade 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 dark Morg ?"

"Please stay."

"Ready ?"

"No,"she whined.

His hand fell with a wisecrack, palm on silk.

God that burned, she thought then the second, third, forth, maybe tenth battered her. Her little butt, so small, so sozzled, his hired man covered both cheeks, she was in weeping. Morgana O'Timothy Leary was a good daughter, she'd never been spanked in her spirit ; she was being spanked now.

Her legs were splayed and she was sobbing by the time she'd absorbed the tenth blow. Then, over her scanty she felt his fingers on her, she thrust back to fulfil his touch and came explosively.

He teased,"Your panty seem to be wet, let's get them off."He rolled then down over her slenderize hip joint and off. As he held then they seemed pocket-sized enough to fit a Cy Young child.

Time for some more, he said, as he began to paddle. anatomy on flesh the quip was resounding, he watched and smiled as she went from crimson to scarlet and finally stripe of blue. She was squirming, kicking and trying to get out but her low body was well-fixed to contain. With just his leftover hand on the small of her book binding he held her in office until she'd ceased her scrap, he gave her four or five to a greater extent firm spanks then, with her sex cupped with his mightily bridge player and his ovolo massaging her rosebud, he brought her to her second orgasm

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

Her tight piddling ass was a kaleidoscope of colour, he admired his work. Morgana wasn't even squirming, she'd never experienced such bother, she felt like she was on the border of cognisance when she felt the chill on her anus. She was being lubricated, she was about to be sodomized, fingers probed her then she was lifted and laid face down on her bed.

hand gripped her narrow hips lifting her to her knees, hands parted her pocket-sized nether buttock, pressure against her anus and words she hadn't heard in six years.

"push button Morg."

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

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

It hurt like fire 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 wrack her, he was going to fuck her reasonably severely but she'd be able to walk tomorrow.

"Yes, I like it,"she moaned."Cum in me, please establish me your cum,"she pled.

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

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

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

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

"So you're still fecund, right ?"

"I guess so, yes."

"What are you using for birthing control ?"

She snorted out a gag,"For the death six years abstinence."

"I'm going to have a go at it you this evening, tomorrow get some of the morning after pills and then get yourself an IUD if you want to do anything more than. Tell me what you've done future Saturday, ok ?"

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

"Morg Darlin'every Saturday until you've repaid my money I'm going to spank you, fuck you then enjoy your sweet tiny ass."

"testament you spank me the same way you did tonight ?"

"Not as voiceless 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 snuggle against him, in spite of the rocky 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 drive some time to restore the trust we had. The money in and of itself is not the real issue although I do expect it to be repaid. You could borrow the additional $ 1700 from your female parent, 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 little smile.

Gently he rolled her to her back and entered her. Her six yr of abstinence were evident as he slid forward. She was as tight as a new female child, sloshed than Joanie as she moaned,

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

Over the course of the night, between menstruum of dozing, they copulated several more times. He left saying,"I'll see you at the office, I'll be there around noon."

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

Then, with her horn in twitching like a bunny rabbit lapin, she said,"You did, didn't you ? I can smack her all over you, God her sex stinks."

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

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

"settee down Joanie, those green eyes of jealousy you're showing are about to earn you a red bottom. Now, let's sit down and experience umber and I'll tell you what's going on."

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

"Is that what you think I should do ?"

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

"That could put a actual crimper in our plan, wouldn't you agree ?"

Joanie paused, she hadn't considered these branch,"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 little stick and carrot biz, if you will. She has to pay the money back. I'm going to assemble with her each Saturday night 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 carrot ?"

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

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

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

"And ?"

"Morg usually uses two Fleet enema in preparation. That day I'm going to tell her to skip them, that I want to throw her a everlasting washing out like I give you. We can set you up in my closet, you can watch if you want. Afterwards I'll take her out, probably to lunch, we'll be gone the requirement three hours. When we get back you'll get your compliments ; fair enough ?"

Joanie let her mind wander. It would be fun watching Morgana's penny-pinching niggling hindquarters being filled with water, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her tiny breasts and childlike hips across her pappa's lap. And later,"The ride,"Joanie knew just a short of what that was like, if he stayed on her long the pitiable cleaning lady would be wrecked. Two diverging thoughts struck her. In venom of her animosity toward Morgana she felt some sympathy for her and, second, she was going to induce a video recording equipment with her so she could film it.

"carnival enough,"she answered.

For Joanie time flew, time dragged.

She missed her Daddy on the Sabbatum nights he was away. She hated that he came home with"That charwoman's"aroma permeating him. She'd prepared her vantage point. Their home plate had an matter to characteristic. The overlord chamber's large walk-in closet was actually a walk-through, with entrances from both the sleeping twenty-five percent and a second entryway from the lav. She could slip by in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a small but comfortable chair so that she had an unobstructed flock line to the bed. Her television camera was on a tri-pod and set up for natural process. And now time 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 dad that she wouldn't do it like that until she'd seen it done and now it seemed they were just weeks, 24-hour interval away from her initiation. Time was flying toward that disastrous event. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her panties coming off, her cute full tail being penetrated, her making the sorrowful strait of raspy sex. In accuracy, she was scared, already scared and she hadn't even watched yet.

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

Joanie's tummy was a mass, she couldn't even eat breakfast then a tear of looseness and a infirm bladder, she'd peed four clip before the doorbell rang.

prevision and trepidation warred as she went through the lav to her chair. She waited for about ten minutes, she assumed they were handling their line proceedings before she heard the water running in the next bathroom. It stopped and her dad walked into the bedroom with his five gallon bucketful. He sat it beside the bed then got the red light bulb syringe and KY jelly. He walked out.

Morgana was wearing a well cut pantsuit when he led her in, she was carrying a slight overnight character, she set it down. He was telling her how proud he was of her for fulfilling her obligation, she was beaming like a senior high school young woman on her first date with the football star.

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

"Sweet Morgana, I want to give you a deep cleansing. I'll give you a series of clyster until the water system runs crystalize. I want your rectum and Costa Rican colon completely abandon, I thought we could deliver a nice prospicient school term this afternoon."

"Wonderful Robbie, that sounds wonderful."

Her pants suit was pale lavender, Rob took her jacket off, folded it and lay it on the chairman. Then an tusk shell came over her oral sex. Her bra was also picket lavender, when it came off Joanie wondered why she bothered, her breasts were no Thomas More than a dyad of fried ball capped with eraser sized rose teat. Rob bent and kissed each one.

"footmark out of your shoes Morg,"he asked

They were ivory, matching her cuticle, low heeled pumps. He unfastened the waist of her slacks and let them return, then picked them up, folded them and added them to the other token on the chair.

Her panties were the same pale lavender as her bra. To Joanie they looked to be about a tiddler size one. She didn't think they'd accommodate even a I cheek of her plump bottom. Rob rolled them off.

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

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

As he began giving Morg her clyster Joanie wondered, she got five bulbs each sentence, 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 knead her abdomen.

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

Finally he helped her to abide, she was bent like an old woman, holding her venter and moaning as he led her to the bathroom.

"Call me if you need help,"she heard Rob say, as the bathroom door shut.

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

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

leash Roger Sessions and then she was clear. Rob had her lie on the bed and rest.

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

"Just withdraw it easy for a few minutes, then I'll contribute you…"

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

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

"defrayment and a spanking, that was our accord. This is your last spanking, you set up ?"

He took her habiliment from the president, laid her affair on the bed then positioned the chair so Joanie's panorama of Morgana's bottom was unobstructed.

"cum here Morg, lay over my lap."

Slowly she moved into berth and bent.

He jiggled her several times, raising her hips, displaying her stern. He laid his hand on her, one hand covered her completely, then, Crack.

Morgana jumped at the tangency. He held her grim and continued.

Crack, crack, crack. It wasn't a particularly evil spanking but it was firm enough to bring tears. Morgana squirmed, trying to run away. Her legs were flailing as she unsuccessfully tried to avoid the blows.

Joanie's optic were big as disc, as Morgana fought she got one leg off Rob's lap, with the former still restrained, she was wide open. Her privates, were love feast, Joanie thought, God I could open her a gynecologic exam. Even here she noted that Morgana was modest, a short cunt completely containing her labia, she was still a girlish pink. The merry ended.

She stared dumbfounded as her papa fingered Morgana to a crashing orgasm. 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 strawman of her shorts and her pantie were soaked. She was breathing so intemperate that she feared that Morgana would get a line.

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

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

Show time, she heard his car on the private road, the click of the ringlet in the breast door and Morgana's lilting voice.

"Thank you for lunch Robbie, I was starved. I skipped dinner finale Nox 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 piece 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 backtalk. Joanie forced herself to mind to Morgana's belly laugh 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 pulse rate of female ejaculate erupted from her vagina. God, she was squirting all over her pop's face, no damned wonder he came home smelling like"That fair sex's"cunt. She had to, she just had to take 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, trunk shaking sexual climax, she lay back.

"Fun,"Rob asked.

"Fun,"Morgana answered.

pickings her paw, he pulled her over his lap.

Picking up the tube of lube he asked,"Ready for the finale ?"

Joanie watched as he spread her pissed little impudence, as offset one finger's breadth then two worked lubricating substance deeply into her. He held her anus spread out and directly squeezed more of the lube into her. Laying the tube aside, he massaged her bottom ; then,

"Ready ?"

He helped her into position. She was on her genu, her breast on the mattress, her face turned toward the electron lens of Joanie's camera. She was tightly drawn up, her hips luxuriously in the air, her bottom displayed and exposed.

Her pa massaged Morgana's pelvis and bottom then moved up against her. His phallus looked huge, larger than she'd ever seen it. She watched, the head seemed to be the sizing of her fist, pressed against Morgana's tight fiddling opening, she heard the Logos,"energy Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

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

As he always did with her, her dada paused once he was completely in, allowing her to experience the painful pleasure of a stretched and filled rectum.

There was a minuscule grimace on Morgana's side 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 knees behind her when he seemed to transfer. He drew his feet up along face Morgana so that he was in a diddlysquat. He rose up and transferred his weight to her hips, changing his angle of insight so that he was thrusting downward, he impaled her with a thunderous stab.

Oh God, it's starting Joanie thought as she heard the plaintive lamentation leak from the other woman.

He was plowing into her difficult and dissipated like a pile device driver. Morgana tried to drop to the mattress, to escape but to no avail, he held her body in its tucked placement as he pushed down on the small of her book binding forcing her hips even higher.

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

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

Joanie wanted it to end, it was nearly too gruesome to look on. Still it continued, the fierce rape on the small woman. Finally, with a roar, she watched as her papa poured pulse after sizzling pulse of sperm and semen into her. Even then it didn't end, he continued to guard her up, continued to sleep together her until he'd softened and fallen out.

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

He got up, went to the lav and got a quick washrag then, from her picayune nightlong grammatical case he got a newly yoke of cotton wool panties then retrieved two of Joanie's sedative suppositories from the icebox. He wiped her brow with the cloth then her bottom before sliding the two suppositories into her. He pulled the cotton scanty on her, picked her up and carried her to the client room bed.

Joanie was waiting when he got back to his room.

"Was that what you wanted ?"He asked.

"A whole lot more, God pa, I'm sick and scared. Help me, please,"she said as she handed him two More of the sedative suppositories, lowered her shorts and panties 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 way. Maybe a slight pity learned, he thought, but, then again she might desire to save 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 whiz. Still sedated Morgana was mewling like a short injured kitten. She'd snuggled against Joanie and was suckling on her breast. At a deprivation about what to do, she considered pushing her away then enwrapped her with her implements of war, drew her close, smoothed her whisker and kissed her boldness. She no longer hated,"That cleaning lady,"it was more like she was an ally. Joanie realized that soon she could be in the same condition.

Morgana was at Joanie's breast for about an time of day before she began to become cognizant of her surroundings. The offset thing she realized was that she was being tenderly held and that she had a plump nipple in her mouth.

"God, I'm sorry Joanie, I mean…"

"I could have stopped it, but I don't creative thinker, it felt nice."

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

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

"year ago, when I was in high-pitched schoolhouse another girl and I fooled around, zip serious though, we kissed and fondled each others breasts."

"Did you suck on her tit ?"

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

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

"Oh hell Joanie, everything about me is like a piffling little girl's."

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

Morgana didn't solution 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, please stir me Morgana."

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

"You're exciting me Morgana, you're going to make me cum, would you like my cum on your digit ?"

Suddenly Morgana's arousal was patent, too.

"more than on my fingers, I'd like it on my lips."

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

"perceptiveness me."

Morgana hesitated.

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

The agile trivial tongue was like nothing Joanie had ever felt, it sought out places her pappa had never found, a gentler, softer hint ; feminine almost feline, it circled her button, her tender breath, probing her. Joanie could finger her culmination building.

"Oh messiah, you're about to get your start taste of female child cum Mo,"as her organic structure trembled in orgasm.

That magic tongue went to her flow like a kitten to warm milk, licking until she began to relax. Then, with a wicked smile, Morgana moved up and kissed her.

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

"I don't know Joanie, I better celebrate these panties on until I can sit on the crapper for a while, I've got a derriere 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 intend, your fault, you had zero to do with it. I wanted Rob to screw 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 bay window 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 portion him, he cares deeply for both of us and now we could portion if you want."

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

"Yeah, just like that, like for the yesteryear several weeks he spent Saturday with you, we could work out daylight and when you're having your period I'd be with him and when I was he'd be all yours, it would work, don't you agree ?"

Morgana thought, she hadn't had anything for six geezerhood until the recent episode. 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 inquiry ; why was today your fault ?"

"Daddy likes anal sex and he likes it a little rough. He gave me a second or two of it and I thought he'd split me open. He said that was just a small taste of what he liked, that he liked to go for a recollective clock time that way. I told him,"no way,"‘ til I'd seen him do it with somebody else. I told him to do it with you."

"You watched ?"

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

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

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

Morgana chuckled,"I guess I should experience figured it out when you knew what my pussy smell like."

"Why don't we trade places, I'd like a penny-pinching look."

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

"Damn, he's got a huge load, doesn't he ?"Morgana said.

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

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

"Mo, I want kid, his kids. You could be like an aunt to them. Maybe you could live here, all of us together like those polygamists on the TV display. We'd each have our bedroom then on our nights 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 dearest Joanie is that ?"

"All the pussy he'll ever want and the cutest bottoms Orient of the Mississippi River both available in two sizes."

"So when do we aim this to our serail master ?"

"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 to a greater extent things to accomplish,"said Jo.

"What are those ?"

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

"And the early ?"

"Not looking forward to at all. I guess it was kinda a challenge. I told pappa that if he let me ascertain 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 need 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 particular on Joanie's bucket list tasted a little like salty citrus, when she'd finished to a chorus of Morgana's erotic audio she retrieved Mo's nightlong kit and they both dressed in shorts along with T-shirts.

In the kitchen they started supper, grilled trout, a John Brown Elmer Reizenstein pilaf, conflate summertime squash and a spring greens salad.

After eating and cleaning up Joanie asked,"pop could we accept a glass of wine and go out by the consortium, Mo and I would care to verbalize to you."

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

Both the girls were unquiet, squirming in their chairs, trying to begin the conversation in burst and starts until finally Rob said,"Ok, Joanie, let's start with you. What do you want ?"

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

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

"Ah, well I guess. I'm skinny as a railing and Jo's got a squeamish indulgent plush body and since variety is the spice of biography, we just thought you might wish a excerpt at your beck and call."

"My beck and call is it."

"Yes dada,"Joanie piped in, regaining her boldness."We thought Mo could charter out her house and move in with us.

"And what about our plans Princess ?"

"We even talked about that. Mo doesn't think she can get pregnant, so I'll have the babies. 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 musical theme of having both the nifty little sports car that was Morgana and the plush luxury ride that was Joanie was raising an erecting as he sat there, still he thought he'd induce a lilliputian fun with them.

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

"Daddy, how could you not agree."

"Yes Robbie, how could you ?"

"Like Nancy Ronald Wilson Reagan used to preach,"Just say no,"I could just say no."

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

"That's right Robbie."

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

The choir,"wellspring, maybe."

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

"Who ever said daughter fight fair, Daddy ?"

"Who would sleep where ?"

"Mo and I would each have our own room. You could choose 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,"mulct with me,"Jo added,"Me too."

"You girls shape out the division of obligation for the Department of the Interior of the planetary house, I'll take care of the exterior area and the syndicate, fair enough ?"

"Another thing, each of you is to have full wash-out enema every two sidereal day. You'll be responsible for for giving them to each other. Morgana, you had yours today but Joanie had hers yesterday, she'll be due tomorrow. I want her to birth it by no ulterior than ten in the morning."

Mo and Jo looked at each other, Jo's fount fell and Mo could record the fear in her eyes, she knew that Jo's forecast had been correct, her rough ride would be the next day starting around one in the afternoon.

looking for at Joanie, Rob noted her hangdog expression and asked,"Is something the thing Princess ?"

"No daddy, nothing that tomorrow won't therapeutic, I'm sure."

"Now, one concluding thing, I want both of you to get it on that I'm not happy with the scheming that went on behind my dorsum and the threat of blackmail. We won't do this type thing 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 think of you're going to reenforce the fact that there will be no scheming, papa ?"

He got up, carried his ice into the kitchen then said,"Come gentlewoman, let's go to my bedroom."

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

"Joanie, do and stand in front of me. For you're your stunt tonight each of you is going to receive a spanking. You are going to get ten whacks on your shorts followed by ten knock on your panties and then an indeterminate number on your bare can. 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, please mount into bed. Joanie, engage off your top."

Joanie rarely went without a bra, her heavy breast required the support but today was an exception. As her T-shirt came off her large nippled, heavy boob came into eyeshot. Rob took a moment to admire them, thinking he might need to titty have it off his daughter soon, maybe after she was significant and they began to fill.

"semen bend dexter over my lap,"he directed.

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

"Stand up and overleap your shorts Joanie."

After complying she crawled back over his lap.

The rate was more calculated, the CVA firmer as ten fell on her pantied bottom.

These had caught her attention, she squirmed and promised to never do it again At the end of ten he held her on his lap and massaged her buttocks until she was raising her pelvic arch to meet his caresses. He went between her legs, stroking her crotch until her breathing had changed with arousal.

"ski tow your hips and let me get your pantie 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 stroking and I want you to count them out loud, realise ?"

"Yes Robbie."

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

"One."

Crack

"Two."

At twelve Joanie broke down in tears, two more for adept measure.

"Fourteen."

Rob stroked her undecided sex, toying with her clit with his index and halfway fingers while pressing her anus with the pad of his thumb. After a spanking he liked his girls to cum, it didn't make the spanking sting any less, but over metre he could get them to look forward to them for the pleasance they got afterwards. Joanie's mother would sometimes beg for her spankings.

With his untenanted script he smoothed her whisker and massaged her shoulder. As she started to squirm on his lap he whispered,

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

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

"Can I have my step-in back Daddy,"she asked as she got off his lap.

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

"Morgana, come standstill in front of me."

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

"Yes Robbie."

"Like Joanie you'll get ten on your underdrawers, ten on your panties and then however many are required on the bare human body to attain the desired resultant role. Take your top off Morgana."

What a dividing line from Joanie, Morgana's flat chest of drawers with piddling chocolate-brown nipples.

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

number one ten rapid swats to her shorts.

Stand up and ask your shortstop off Morgana.

White cotton, just what he'd told her to lend in her all-night caseful. He'd bet she was still leaking, he'd put a monolithic load in her. Spanked once then fucked unmercifully and now a moment spanking, this was one abused bottom.

He gave her ten business firm unity on her panties, just not quite as firm as Joanie had received. Then he stroked her scratch through her panties for several minutes before saying,"Lift your articulatio coxae for me Morg so I can get your panties off."

She was still knock from her earlier spanking.

"Joanie, reckoning them."

wisecrack

"One."

Crack

"Two"

At nine Morgana was wailing, he added one more.

"Ten."

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

He leaned to her and whispered,"I think your petite little bottom is scrumptious. Do you reckon you could demand me again tonight, I'll be gentle."

"Please Robbie, yes. Fuck me any time and any way you want."

"Ok most of the dark I'll be with Joanie, I'll only be in her kitty-cat, but I'll end with you."

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

"Why would you conceive that ?"

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

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

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

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

The wenches wanted him in the eye but he deferred, it was Mo on one side, Jo in the midriff and Rob on the other side. He wanted to be able-bodied to get to Jo without encumbrance.

MISTAKE

It was like a school girl sleep party, with the giggling girlishness between the two of them. Still it was enlightening, they were obviously comfy with each other's naked bodies but it was something Jo said, a sophomoric attempt at verse that imparted to him a gem of info. Off key she sang, ,"citrus and salt or a chocolate malt, which does a girl find sweeter."

Rob thought of himself as a cognoscente of delicately twat ( as if there is any early kind ). As an example Joanie's mother had been the sweetest of cantaloup vine while Joanie was keen, but Morgana O'Timothy Leary was citrus and salt. No doubt, this pair had become a bit more than allies, he'd ask to stay fresh that in intellect.

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 close. She could experience his erection against her bottom.

"Mon shout your Doctor 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 start a family, OK Princess ?"

He could listen the joy in her voice as she said,"Oh dad, I want your babe so much."

"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 breasts to the full, your belly swollen and your fundament broad."

"pop, I want that so bad. I hope I can get an appointee with someone for Monday but I'm for sure it won't be any later than Tuesday."

But Joanie sensed the ominous implications when her pop said,"Of course, all of our sex will be vaginal until you're fraught but we still have at least Lord's Day, 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 backrest then he forced her up onto her stifle. Then he pulled her back until she was in a compact ball with her knocker forced to the mattress and her pelvic girdle elevated. He pressed down on the minuscule of her dorsum so that she elevated her sex organ like a tabby cat cat presenting. He entered her.

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

He gave her a pretty approximate drive, he always did when he entered her from behind like this, it was apparent he preferred this power view. Truth be known, she kinda liked it when he was a minuscule approximative with her, but not this fourth dimension, oh, she liked tonight but she knew, she absolutely knew that this was nothing but a strain up for Lord's Day, and on Sunday it wouldn't be her vagina getting the ride.

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

"You became pretty full chum 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 friend, but now you and I need to vary places I promised Morg a little action tonight."

pretense kip Morgana was laying on her incline with her back toward him. She was nude to the waist but still had on her cotton panties.

He fondled her tiny breasts until her pap stiffened then he lowered the seat of her panty and felt her. Pre-lubricated, his pet kind, he pulled her back against his groin.

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

"Aren't you going to take my pantie off ?"

"Nope, I want you to tantalize your clitoris with your finger while I play with your titties and fuck your precious little bottom ; now arch for me."

"Robbie, is tomorrow Joanie's day ?"

"What do you entail day, Morg ?"

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

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

"Robbie, I'm not a fresh young filly, I'm an receive female horse and it was still all I could take. Please, all I'm asking is don't hurt her too badly, I've grow fond of her."

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

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

"Joanie's piddling ditty, you know…'Citrus and salt or chocolate malt liquor,'well Morgana, you taste like citrus fruit and salinity and do you know what Joanie tastes like ?"

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

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

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

"I believe sincerely that there is a great lot of truth in that utterance, 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 mesa, it was light, cold cereal, pledge and fruit juice accompanied by coffee. Morgana was in shorts and a tee 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 upbeat, the mood in the kitchen was somber.

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

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

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

"I've never given one either but I've had plenty. We'll get everything together, the bucket of tender weewee, the syringe and the lubricator. I'll get on your lap so you can lubricate me then you put the clyster syringe nozzle in the water supply and squeeze then release. The medulla will occupy with water system. Then you put the hooter in me and mash. Don't release it, though or the pestiferous piddle will fill the bulb. rend it out and repeat the operation. I usually get five bulbs full three times before I'm empty."

"Do you want to get take off infant,"Mo asked as she took Jo's mitt and led her to the bedroom.

Morgana filled the body of water bucket and got the syringe and lubricating substance. Jo was sitting on the bedside waiting.

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

"Take your skidder 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 panties ; 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 fright, I'm about to wet myself correct now."

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

As Jo sat emitting footling flighty squirt, not the gushing flow of a full bladder, they discussed scheme, Jo would return to the privy before she joined her dad on the bed and she'd keep her pantie on as long as possible…there was cypher else they could do.

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

"Come on Mo, use a circular motion with enough pressure to work the water all the way into me, Unh, just like that, Oh Christ that cramp injury. adopt me to the potty."

"Lay there and be quiet while I do this,"Mo replied as she continued with the massage.

"Please Mo, I'm going to have an accident here."

Finally Mo helped her to the bathroom.

After they'd finished Mo suggested a bathing tub for Jo.

"Let's use some sweet smelling tub oil then after, I'll give you a little massage with dead body lotion, brush your hair and enforce some light-colored war paint. What do you want to wear ?"

"I thought White skidder, white second joint gamy stockings, clean 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 patch up me down ; maybe one of my sedative suppositories. You think ?"

"I think you don't need anything up your bootie right now. Maybe a shabu of gabardine wine ?"

She was sipping her sec shabu when her Daddy came in.

He saw that she'd dressed and made herself up. He took her helping hand and helped her to suffer saying,"God Joanie, you truly are my Little 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 doorway, he patted her on the bottom as he passed,"Did you take estimable care of her for me Morg ?"

"I hope so Robbie, just need it soft on your piddling filly, ok ?"

When he came back he, too was wearing just a robe and slippers.

He took Joanie's hand to chair 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 remember how terrified of anal sex before I took you the commencement metre and then afterward you told me that the anticipation was far tough than the realism. We both know what's going to happen a footling later. I think it's the same as it was back then ; the anticipation will be worse than the reality."

"But daddy, I saw what happened to Mo."

"And she was back and intimate combat-ready by that evening, right ?"

"Daddy, you're going to hurt me, aren't you ?"

"I imagine you'll experience some pain, yes, I won't lie to you."

"Daddy, what are you going to do to me ?"

"I thought you might enjoy a bit of oral, several climax, then some dumb, sensuous sex until you achieve yet another climax. I want you wet and aroused before we start."

"Are you going to establish 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 feet and fitted her scanty back in berth,"seed Princess,"he said.

As she was led to the sleeping accommodation Joanie was certain she knew exactly how Marie Antoinette felt as she was led to the Guillotine.

As he removed her gown she wondered if Mo was watching from the press. She stepped out of her slippers. It would be up to him if she retained her thigh highs but the scanty were definitely coming off.

As he rolled her panties down she was surprised when he asked,"Do you want to preserve 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 bush it had been.

"Thank you Daddy."

He dropped his own gown, kicked off his slippers and, taking her into his munition folded them down to the mattress.

Kisses, sweetness shared breathing time, tasting tongues, then breasts, gently caressed, pap sucked and teased, subdued tum, neatly trimmed Mons Veneris then ambrosia. peach, the scent, the perceptiveness, laving her liquid slit.

Nipping and nibbling at her labia, then a natural language dip into her vagina, across her perineum to tenderly thrust her rosebud then up, up to the top of her dent. Her little opal waiting. His backtalk suck it in, his spit teases it, sucking, batting it, exciting it. She trembles then the coming washes through her organic structure, her organs clench, uterus, anus, vagina, all tighten and then release as her womanly juice erupt from her. Her daddy gives her orgasm after orgasm 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 apricot. His strokes are slow down and languid, pleasantly filling her vagina. In just twenty-four hour period it will be filling her womb.

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the closet, leave the video camera recording her every second, forget what awaits. Right now she's the glad missy in the world as she dreams of the female parent she will soon be.

A smile paints her brass as her body trembling and she has a modest orgasm.

Her Daddy is sitting beside her.

"crawling over my lap Princess,"he says. She sees the lubricant in his hand.

Cool, slick, fingerbreadth probing her, and more lubricant, her Daddy's spokesperson, just relax Princess as his other hand strokes her back, her hair's-breadth, her brass, then,

"I'll supporter you get into position Princess. We'll starting line slowly, once I'm all the way in, I'll give you a few minute of arc to feel the fullness then I'll first to pump you."

"Daddy, I'm scared and you never did answer my question."

"What was that Princess ?"

"You made Morgana cry, are you going to make me cry, too ?"

He could induce answered, yes, he would puddle her cry, but, instead he said,"Morgana's a minuscule char, maybe it was a bit harder on her."

"Ok Princess, get up on your knees, expectant, now tend forward and put your chest on the mattress, pen up your arms and rest your capitulum on your arms, perfect."

Just a piffling very well tuning. He pulled back on her shoulder, tucking her dead body a little more tightly, pressed down on the little of her backrest so that her rose hip and genitals were elevated, then spread her legs just a little more, she was ready.

He'd penetrated her anally several prison term before. From that linear perspective she knew what to expect when she heard,

"push button Princess."

In the wardrobe Morgana watched, Rob's hips flexed, she heard Joanie groan as he pierced her sphincter muscular tissue, the groan as Mo saw Rob's dick slowly invading Jo's rectum. He rested. She knew what Joanie was feeling. Rob was all the way in. She was filled, filled with rooster. She'd be feeling like she urgently needed to proceed her bowels, so full-of-the-moon, she'd feel 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 round for about ten minutes.

Then he changed the pace, a short faster, a little harder ; her speech sound changed, too. Louder, she was feeling it more,"Ungh, ungh, ungh,"with each stroke.

For at least ten minutes he continued with this moderately hard fucking, then,

Mo stared, she knew the secret plan was changing. Rob pulled his infantry 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 rosehip, she was bearing about of his weight unit when he gripped her, forcing her back to archway, forcing her bottom higher, better exposing her sex organs and anus, then he spread her nerve adding another inch that he could diffuse her.

Morgana was nearly afraid to take in. 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, Daddy, Noooooo, Noooooo, Nooooooooooooooo,"she wailed before there was one immense sob and she wept, mournfully, sorrowfully, her expression turned toward the camera. Morgana could see that the mascara she had so skillfully applied had run, black trails down her cheeks, the lipstick was smeared, her coiffure hair a scraggly lot. Suddenly, she went quiet.

Still Rob fucked her until he came with a raucous bellowing as beat after pulsing of his burning cum filled her prone trunk. When he pulled out of her Morgana was appalled, her new friends anus was gaping undefendable, cum was draining out over the sassing of her kitty-cat. She was unmoving, the just sounds from the room plaintive whine and mewls.

Surprisingly Rob walked to the closet and opened the door.

"Do you require to take care of her Morg ? Get her a pair of cotton pantie to try to control the mess while I get a few of her suppositories, a pair of the Anacin III for pain and two of her sedatives to help her sleep."

Morgana got a warm wash cloth and the panties. She wiped her face and cleaned her bottom before helping her into the cotton plant briefs. Rob lowered her seat and administered the medication then left the girls alone.

He got a beer and sat out by the kitty. He'd never meant to spite both of his missy, it was a tragic mistake. If Joanie hadn't insisted that she wanted to see Morgana hurt he'd never have been so rasping with her and, after having launched the assault on Morg he wouldn't have felt obligated to give Joanie such a fierce drive. He decided not to talk about this with the female person, Joanie would feel completely responsible and though she'd contributed to this trouncing he knew he could have said no, so ultimately, the responsibility lay heavily on his shoulders.

He finished his beer and peeked into the chamber. Both of them were clad in solitary panties. Morgana was holding Joanie to her breast as she sucked. He left them alone.

It was late evening before they finally came out of the bedroom, Joanie's hair was brushed but she was deform, holding her abdomen and walking on shivering legs. Morgana was helping to suffer her.

"I don't think either one of us can eat but could we deliver a glass of vino Robbie,"Mo asked.

He brought them each a glass of a crisp Chardonnay along with the rest of the bottle.

"Robbie, she'll be alright, all she needs is a little rest. She wants us all to catch some Z's together."

"That's ok 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 roll in the hay her again later, like you did me."

"Princess, you don't have anything to bear witness to me,"her dada told her.

"I'm not trying to demonstrate anything but that I'm your girl, your Little Princess. You're my man, the lonesome man I want. I want to feel you in me, please Daddy ?"

"Ok Princess and I'll be gentle."

She gave him a minuscule wistful smile, in a gross understatement she said,"I hope so, I'm a bit sore."

They finished the wine-coloured and made an early on evening of it.

"Daddy, can I log Z's in the heart. I know you told Mo that you'd spank us if you caught us playing girly biz 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 undersurface and Joanie was nuzzling at Morgana's flyspeck breasts.

She was still a little precarious the next morning but she made the call to the gynecologist and got a passport. She called, yes, they were taking new affected role but the next uncommitted appointment was six weeks hence.

Disappointed, she went to the cyberspace. She learned that she could take out her own IUD, not recommended for sure but possible. Just bump the strings and slowly and gently pull until the little plastic device pop free.

She asked Mo to assist her.

prevarication monotonous on her back, Mo inserted her fingers into her vagina, located the strings and pulled it out. There was a niggling staining of blood but nothing more.

"Thanks Mo, that wasn't bad at all. Now, let me shoot yours out ; maybe we both can get preggers, what do you guess ?"

They changed positions.

"Now he's got a pair of fertile female person, yes ?"

"Well, at least one, but this one will soon be forty-four, I'm afraid I may be past tense 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 missionary position.

Rob began a regime of vitamins and herb to increase his come and sperm product and after sex he would stay in them as long as potential to reduce leakage.

When Joanie had missed her secondly period and began to suffer from swollen breast, morning sickness and constipation they ran two home base maternity tests. Both came up positive.

Mo took her to her get-go appointment with her new OB/GYN.

It was almost like the pregnancy was shared three room, with Mo functioning more like a mother than a acquaintance. They kept up their enema regimen, Joanie would only get hers until the 8th calendar month but Mo's would stay unless she, too became pregnant.

Mo rented out her house, she now lived permanently with them. Most nights Rob would take one or the other into his bed but occasionally they still enjoyed a three way.

Joanie was into her one-seventh month. She was displaying a Nice baby hump, even beginning to feel a little effort. Her breasts were filling and leaking a little colostrum, which Mo had already tasted ‘ though Rob didn't know that, he thought he'd be the first.

Joanie was wearing a cute little summer maternity dust coat and strappy white sandals. She and Mo were sharing a glass of white wine-colored. Yes, Joanie knew she shouldn't drink but one little chicken feed of wine, what could it hurt.

Her Daddy provided the solvent. He came home unexpectedly and saw her chicken feed of wine. He didn't hesitate for even a moment.

walking over to her and taking her handwriting he said,"Edward Young lady, occur with me."

Uh oh, Joanie thought,"Busted."

straight to the spanking chair.

Bending her over his lap he said,"You know better."

He had to diffuse his legs to accommodate Bump, but he got her into position.

"Mo, amount here, please,"he called.

When she came in Joanie was already sprawled over his lap.

"We'll need you to reckon,"he said to Mo, as he began to spank.

Ten fast and house on the seat of her cute little gabardine then he raised the skirt and delivered ten more on her maternity pantie 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."

Seven months pregnant she couldn't squirm much so she cried.

"Ok, that's all,"he said, now I want you to go pedestal in the corner 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 vino with her, I expected better."

"I'm sorry Robbie."

Over his lap, a riotous ten on her shorts. Then shorts off and ten Thomas More on her panties.

"Joanie, count."

Crack

"One."

She held out a long time. The tears didn't flow until she'd absorbed xvii thwacks.

"Ok, back to the kitchen, both of you. Joanie, root for your panties up, I don't want you to slip. Morgana, you can own your pantie back, too but leave the shorts."

Neither saw him pocket the tube of KY Jelly. Morg's tight little bottom had given him an erecting and he knew just the cure.

Joanie started to sit at her usual place but Rob directed her to the chairperson directly across the table from him.

Once she was in place he bent Morgana over the mesa.

"cargo hold hands girls,"he instructed.

They both heard the auditory sensation as his slide fastener came down. Morgana felt it when he lowered the seat of her panties, then the pall of the lubricant being drizzled on her and fingered into her, then she heard,

"push button 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 wax, 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 prissy tight little bottom. I like to fuck it Morg ; do you like me to fuck you Morg ?"

A choked,"Yes Robbie, I like it when you fuck me but it's embarrassing being like this on the table and holding hands with Jo while she watches."

"well, I don't think prominence would take to the table, do you ? But we'll come up with something particular for my Little Princess later this evening."

Rob fucked her for about thirty moment. Her slight ass was sore by the time he came in her and pulled her panties back into place.

tinker's dam, she thought, she really hated sitting in an anal cream pie, it felt so icky and messy ; that's why he was making her do it.

"You were both bad girls but you've had your spankings. I just want assurances that there will be no more soaker consumption until after the delivery. Do I have that assurance ?"

Morgana was surprised by her response but, maybe it was because she felt like a objurgate niggling young woman. In unison, both she and Jo replied,

"Yes Daddy."

"Good. I want you to make love how much I love you both,"he said as he moved around the tabular array kissing first one and then the other.

"We love you, too Daddy but you said that you had something particular in mind for me tonight. What ?"

"You know we've all slept together quite a few multiplication and that we've had sex when the third person was in the bed but we've never had a true three way. Are you young lady biz to try ?"

They looked at each other. They'd played their girly biz when pop was away, and since there were two young lady and one guy it would certainly lead to some little girl on little girl action. They smiled at each other and reply,"Yes."

Both of the girlfriend were a petty antsy through the rest of the eventide, still they got through supper and the clean-up.

Finally Rob said,"Bedtime."

"Princess, do you think you can get on your knee and run forward ?"

"Yes, I can still do that."

"Great, Morg, acquire your pantie off and lie on your back on the bed. Use a pillow so you're propped up a little."

"Perfect, now pull your knee joint up a little and spread your legs, I want to be capable to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

"She's so pretty, isn't she Daddy. I think she may throw 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 knee between Morgana's legs.

"Lean forward and slip your arms under her legs and grasp her hips."

In this position Joanie's face was only column inch from Morgana's genitals.

"Joanie, I'm going to get in you from behind, in your bottom. I won't be uncut with you but I am going to fuck you until I cum."

He lubricated her and moved up behind her.

With his hired man on the cover of her school principal pressing softly downward he said,"citrus fruit and salt, enjoy."

Then she heard,"thrust Princess."

He took it comfortable with her. Slowly and gently he slid into her. In some ways this was the most pleasant intimate experience he'd ever had. His cute daughter, her hips elevated for him as he watched her slowly accepting his stopcock. She had her face buried in Morgana's sex, from over her berm he could see her tongue flicking the short clitoris. Both of them making audio of pleasure ; intoxicating, heady, the perfume of both women melding, estrogen and progesterone flooding their bodies and his olfactory senses.

As always he paused so she could see the fullness.

"Ah, pop, fuck me, pump my athirst bottom, replete me up with your cum ; fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeee."

He began to pump her plush rear. She was pushing back to contact him. Morgana was trembling on the verge of her climax, he could feel muscle contraction building in Joanie's anus and he was ready to erupt.

Three vocalism, raised, expressing spectacular pleasance, they ended in a topsy-turvy mass of branch, branch, backtalk, vaginas, anuses and a cock.

He was quick to go again, he was rock hard within minutes.

He heard the Call he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

That perfect little cunt sounded toothsome to him but he said,"What about Joanie ?"

She had the answer for that.

"straddle my face Jo, let me sample you."

She sat facing away, the cum from her fundament dripping on Morgana's chin as Morgana brought her to three fantastic coming. Joanie fell to the position exhausted.

Rob lifted Morg's legs and fucked her voiceless and fast, she'd had two screaming flood tide before he gushed into her courteous pie-eyed cunt.

Afterward, they lay, one girl on each side of him. Joanie was out of it, big sex on a meaning organic structure had left her just smiling quietly.

Not so Morgana. He felt her hand on his cock.

"You know Robbie, as many prison term 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 refuse a fine cleaning woman her sustenance."

It was a treat he cursed himself for missing all these years, her natural language was like a serpent, wrapping around, treating him like he was her deary savour of lollipop, and then she want down, up and down, he could sense that he was at the spine of her throat.

"Oh God Morg, I'm gon na cum,"he got out just before he filled her sass. Like a substantial trooper she swallowed and swallowed leaving just a trace at the border of her mouth. She swirled her tongue 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."

remembering, Rob started to get hard again. To Morgana he said,"Would you be up for one Thomas More ? Your cute piddling butt is calling my name."

They traded places, Morg in the middle facing away toward Joanie. She was still lubricated from the to begin with episode on the kitchen table, he slid into her easily.

Joanie moved closer to Morgana.

"suction my breasts while he fucks you, please Mo."

And that was how they drifted off to log Z's, Rob filling her bottom and Joanie filling her mouth.

Joanie's legal transfer went off without a hitch. They now had a cute squalling bundle of baby little girl in the firm. Morgana was an immense help ‘ though in truth she was like a doting granny to the baby and a watchful mother to Joanie.

The the true of the relationship was driven home when the baby, capital of Seychelles Morgana was two months old. Mo had to go out on an naming so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuousness of youth, Joanie just had to have a Coke and there was none in the house. The baby seat was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no child seat available. Joanie loaded Vicky into the front passenger's seat and trucked on down to the region convenience store, got a dozen pack and drove family. Morgana turned into the drive just as Joanie was carrying Vicky and her Coke to the house.

She was tranquility as Joanie put Vicky to bed then opened one of the snow,"need one ?"She asked Mo.

"No thank you, what I would like is an explanation. Did you take Vicky out without a car seat ?"

"Oh Mo, it was only down to the box, there was no risk."

"Jo, I can't agree, I think this is the most thoughtless thing I can envisage. There is no reason on God's green dry land that getting a Coke a Cola is worth endangering our baby."

"Mo, give it a break, ok ?"

God, was I this dense when I was XIX ? She wondered and she was really wild with her friend.

"Just leave it alone, I won't do it again, ok."

It was the final shuck, grabbing Joanie by the hair she dragged her to the chamber, from the dressing table she got gran's hairbrush, sat on the brisk chair and jerked Joanie so that she was standing in front of her.

She unfastened her underdrawers 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 pantie down to her knees and whaled on her back slope with the hair brush.

When Rob walked in Joanie was laying on his bed, she still had her T-shirt on but she was nude from the waistline down. She was sniveling with tear stained optic and a stuck-up nose. 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 elbow room.

"Yes Jo, why not tell him what happened."

"I did something to stool her mad."

"I think I understood that, want to severalise me what it was ?"

"I went and got some blow ?"

"Oh I can see how you getting some C would really puddle her off. Want to narrate me the rest of the report ?"

"I took Vicky with me."

"And ?"

"Mo was gone and the car arse is in her car."

"Am I beginning to understand what happened. You drove to the store with Vicky in the car but without a car keister, what did you do with her ?"

"I put her on the straw man seat."

"So as I understand it, you were so anxious for a flaccid drinking that you took our girl and put her mad on the passenger prat of the car and drove to the gadget computer storage ? Do I have that right ?"

"I guess so Daddy."

"Joanie, that's beyond poor fish that's downright reckless, I'm appalled at your thoughtlessness."

Rob had seated himself in the lively chairwoman while he and Joanie had their conversation, he told her to come over to him.

Once she was in front of him he swept her over his lap, jiggled her a few times so that her prat was her highest point and delivered fifty firm spanks to her already sore bottom.

Now, I want you to stand in the corner and recall about what you've done. amount out into the keep elbow room when you're ready to be more responsible.

Rob and Morgana got glasses of wine-colored and, instead of the support room 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 mitt are diminished and I can't hit too hard."

"Well, I'm sure you made an impingement on her."

It's odd how life history can take some strange turns. Vicky is my girl but, I guess because of the age difference I feel more like a grandfather with Morgana functioning as grandmother and my other girl, Joanie filling the axial rotation as mother. It's working well for all of us .