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 (g*, ped, inc, sad)

   Last night daddy came into my room before bedtime acting strange.  I was
on all fours on my bed looking at a book.  My bottom was up in the air and
I was resting on my elbows.  Daddy stood there, staring.  I stayed real
still.

   He asked, "Why are you such a little tease?"

   I wasn't sure what he meant.

   He said, "It's almost as if you're doing it on purpose.  Sometimes I
think you WANT me to fuck you.  Is that what you want?"

   Am I supposed to answer that?  Or is that talking back?  Is it smarting
off?  Or will I get in trouble for not answering?

   I hear him undo his belt.  That sound.  I hear the belt slowly slide
through the loops.  I both love and hate that sound.  That sound makes me
weak in the knees.  I feel him lift my nightgown, exposing my bare ass.  He
doesn't do anything for a minute and then I feel the pain rush through my
entire body as he lays the belt across my ass.

   I know better than to try to get away or make noise.  I brace mysef for
the next and the next and the next.  It's as if he can't stop himself,
taking his anger or something out on me.  Finally he stops as I am nearly
ready to cry and starts gently rubbing my bottom.  It is so hot and sore. I
can feel it burning.

   Now roll over, he says in a way that is strangely both harsh and
affectionate.  I roll over onto my back and he sits next to me on the bed.
I am waiting for him to hold me or apologize.  But it's not nearly over
yet. "Now spread your legs, lovely.  Spread them wide for Daddy."

   I do as I'm told, my babygirl cunt pink and exposed.  He holds the belt
maybe 12 inches from the end...like a ruler.  Suddenly, THWAK!  He spanks
me right on the pussy!  I close my legs in pain and surprise.

   He forces them open again.  "Be a big girl now.  Daddy is going to teach
you a lesson about what happens to teases.  This is what happens to little
girls who run around showing off for daddy...putting it right in his face.
You neeed to learn this lesson." And he spanks it with the belt again, but
not quite as hard.  I try to relax into the pain.

   He sees me start to close my legs and reaches down with one hand and
just gently rests it on my mound.  He pushes down a little, pressing my
clit and feeling the warmth.  I sneak a look and can't see with his big
hand there, but I feel like it must be getting bright pink.

   He starts in again with the belt and I try to be a brave girl for daddy.
Finally it is too much and I curl up.  He holds me for a moment, saying,
"There's my girl" then rolls me back over onto my back.

   He stares at my raw, sore cunt, all bright red.  I try to look down.  He
notices me peeking and grabs me and stands me up in front of the mirror. 
"There.  You want to see what a slut looks like?  Like that.  Look at
yourself." He pulls my nightgown up over my head and tosses it aside.  I
can see him falter for a moment seeing me naked, but he soon regains his
composure.

   "Look at yourself.  That's what a whore looks like.  If you're going to
prance around acting like a whore I'm going to make you MY whore.  Are you
my little whore?"

   "Yes" I squeak.

   I asked, "Are you your daddy's little whore?"

   "Yes."

   "Say it."

   "I'm daddy's little whore."

   "Good girl."

   He stands behind me and pinches my nipples.  I try not to cringe. 
"Whose little titties are these?"

   "My daddy's"

   "I want to hear it.  Every time.  Whose titties?"

   "They're my daddy's titties."

   He grabs my chin and forces my mouth open.  He holds my chin hard as he
asks, "...and whose mouth is this?"

   It's hard to talk and my words come out funny when I say, "It's my
daddy's mouth."

   "That's right.  It's your daddy's mouth to do whatever I want.  To fuck
and to use for my own pleasure."

   I nod

   He pushes me down on my knees, and with the belt already off it takes no
time for him to unbutton and unzip and have his cock out.  He rubs it
around my cheeks, "Such a pretty little girl.  Such a pretty little face. I
am going to come all over that pretty little face, you know that don't
you?"

   I nod.

   He says, "Oh, you'll probably love it.  A little whore like you would
love to be covered in her father's cum." As he talks, he starts lightly
tapping the side of my face with his hard cock.  The tapping gets harder
until he is hitting my face with his cock.

   He orders me to open my mouth and stick out my tongue, "No, flatten it.
make a big, wide tongue like for ice cream.  Good girl.  Good girl." He
starts to bounce the end of his cock on my tongue.  I am so excited now I
can't stand it.  I look up at him, and as our eyes meet, he allows me one
moment of intimacy before insisting, "Now look at yourself in the mirror.
Look at that cocksucking whore.  That cum-sucking slut.  See what it looks
like when you take daddy's cock."

   Then he rams his cock into my litle mouth, not a little bit at a time,
and not gently, but he just forces it in deep.  He grabs my head with one
hand and thrusts his pelvis, back and forth, fucking my mouth, forcing me
to watch in the mirror, our eyes meeting in the mirror.  "That's my girl.
That's my good girl.  You love your father's cock, don't you?  You love
sucking it.  Good girl, suck daddy's cock like a good little slut." He is
so hard.  I can feel how hard it is.  I think he' going to come any minute,
but he pulls out.

   "Now sit." I'm kind of overwhelmed and confused, but he helps me down
and sits me down about three feet from the mirrored doors.  "Now, knees up,
legs open." I look up confused.

   "DO IT."

   He sounds impatient, so I open my legs real wide, with my knees up in
the air.  "Look at your cunt." he says.  It looks pink and sore.

   "Whose cunt is that?"

   "It's my daddy's cunt."

   "Thats right.  It's my cunt.  To do with as I please.  To fuck and to
use for my pleasure.  Isn't that right, babygirl?"

   "Yes, daddy."

   "Now stay there and look at yourself." He leaves the room and when he
comes back he has gotten a cucumber out of the fridge - the long kind, with
ridges.  He takes off the cellophane.  Now I'm confused but also a little
wary.

   "Now be a good girl, and lean back for daddy." He starts to move it
towards my pussy.

   "But daddy, it's so sore..."

   One look from him quiets me.

   He says, "It will be a lot sorer before we're done.  And even sorer than
that if you don't behave.  Now move forward, lift that cunt up a little and
let daddy do what he wants."

   I'm so embarassed, I look away, but daddy takes my chin in his hand and
turns it back towards the mirror.  He makes me watch the cucumber disappear
into my little pussy.  It is so cold, and hurts a little going in, but it's
not that big and he doesn't push it that far in.  He knows I'm sore.  He
wants to teach me a lesson but he still loves me.

   I look at the vegetable sticking out of my little girl cunt and I feel
so dirty.  So nasty.  So USED.  The sight has him jacking off with one hand
as he bends over me.  His eyes are bright and glazing over.  He tells me to
start rubbing my clit.  I look at him and he says, "I know you know how. 
We both know.  So do it."

   I start rubbing my clit with my index finger, watching myself, seeing
the cucumber stuck in there.  I'm so humiliated.  He says in an intense
voice, "Look at the nasty little girl, can't help herself, the little
whore. Making her daddy's cock hard, rubbing her little clit, fucking
herself with anything she can, letting her daddy stick anything he wants up
there...she fucking loves it...say you love it, babygirl."

   "I..love...it..." I can barely talk.  I'm so close.  It's so nasty.  Why
do I love it so much?  I stare at his cock as he jacks off and this time he
doesn't chide me for looking away from the mirror.

   "Ohhh...daddy..." I gasp

   He grunts just as I start coming.  Wave after wave hits me and I'm out
of control, jerking, and spasming.  I don't think I've ever come like that.
Ever.

   "That's the way, lovely, that's the way, pretty girl, such a good girl,
coming for her father, such a nasty girl..." His words become grunts and
sounds and ooomph as I feel the hot cum spray me all over my face, my naked
chest, my little tummy.  I love it.  I love it squirting on me.  I feel
owned, like he is marking me.  He gets closer and rubs his softening cock
against my cheeks, my lips, rubbing his cum into my face before he
practically falls over to sit next to me against the bed.

   We look up into the mirror and see me naked, covered with his cum, my
hair all matted, and him, bright red, pants around his ankles, and we both
start laughing.