Copyright © 2002,   Malcolm Sex.  ALL Rights Reserved

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Original posting date: 
Monday PM, Oct 28, 2002

A wildPage story from MrDouble's archive, 
Filename: playthin.txt
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Story_codes: M/F, Rape, son/dad

Story_intro: It's like the old saying goes, 'when mom is away dad will play'. And I always pick out the toys dad will play with. 



Playthings

Written by Malcom Sex


	Linda was a fresh-faced little slut when I met her. I knew it would be easy to break her in. My father had been after me to find him a new plaything for a couple of months. He had worn his old one, Karen, completely out. Now Dad hungered for fresh blood.

	I staked out the school in search of the perfect bitch. One look at Linda and I knew she was the one. Wearing those small and tight clothes told me she was just begging to be used and abused. I waited for the perfect moment to grab her and lure her into Father's world.

	She was on her way home from school when I grabbed her. It wasn't hard. With her big tits jiggling and my hand over her mouth I threw her into the back of my van and just took off with her, without a trace.

	I reached into my pocket and pulled out the syringe. I stuck her with it, just to calm her down. Nothing that would hurt her, just something to take the edge off her nerves. As the drug took effect she began to actually smile. I drove straight to the family compound and took her to the 'newbie' area. There she was stripped naked and tied down. She actually didn't even seem to mind one bit. "We gonna fuck?" she asked crudely. "Oh yeah bitch, we're gonna fuck", I replied, removing my clothes. I hopped on top of her and shoved my dick straight into her cunt. "Owe! Owe!" she cried. "Shut up bitch!" I yelled. I began ramming her harder and harder while her virgin pussy bled on my cock. As tight as she was I only lasted a minute or two. When I was done I crammed my dick into her mouth and made her taste what her own cherry tasted like. "Rest up bitch, Father will be home soon" I said, leaving her all alone in the dimly lit room.

	When Father finally arrived home I went back and cleaned her up for his liking. "Father, I have what you need", I told him. He followed me anxiously to the room I had her in. A wide smile came across his face as he ran his finger up her nude body. "Bitch won't bleed when I fuck her, right?" he asked. "No Father, not at all. She's been plucked", I assured him. "Good son, very good", he smiled. I left the two alone, just as Father wanted. I could hear the sounds of him having his way with her from my room upstairs. It didn't sound as if she was in pain, but more like she was getting something she wanted as well. The sounds of her moans helped me drift off to sleep.

	The next morning I heard Dad on the phone saying he wouldn't be in to work that day. I knew I had found him the perfect plaything. I passed him in the hallway. "Son, what a glorious gift! Simply wonderful!" he smiled, rushing back to her. I followed him down to her room and went in with him. She was lying on the bed asleep. Dad walked over to her and shoved his prick into her mouth, waking her up. She slurped loudly on it as he fucked her mouth slowly. "She loves sucking cock. What a perfect little whore" he smiled, stroking her cheek. He reached down and rubbed her pussy with his fingers. "She wants to fuck me. Stay Son, watch me fuck her", he said. He got on top of her and plunged right in. She gasped loudly as he began fucking her hard. "This bitch loves to fuck. What a wonderful girl", he grunted. A smile swept over her face as he humped her like there was no tomorrow. "What Mom comes home I don't want to let her go", he said. Then he concentrated solely on his dick ramming into her. His breathing became more and more eratic until he emptied his balls into her.

	I was in the kitchen getting a snack later that afternoon when Father came to get me. "Okay Son, it's time for the other side", he told me. I knew exactly what that meant. I went to the bathroom and got the tube from the medicine cabinet. Then I prepared another syringe for Linda. I hurried down to her room and shot her up, then untied her. I had her lay on her stomach and tied her back up. I took the tube of lubricant from my pocket and rubbed some between the crack in her ass. Tearing my clothes off in excitement I couldn't wait to fuck that ass. I jammed my dick right into it, making her yelp. There was little blood as I fucked her asshole deep and hard. Dad stood by watching me, waiting for his turn. He had his dick in his hand and was stroking himself. "I think she likes that dick in her ass", Dad smiled. I hurried to my own climax and jumped off. I took a towel and cleaned up the little blood that there was. Now Father was ready to fuck her up the ass. He eased his prick into her tiny hole and moved slowly at first. She seemed relaxed now as he fucked her ass slow and deep. She began to moan slightly. "Son, leave me alone with her" Dad said, turning towards me. I left the two alone while I went up to my room and showered.

	Suddenly the phone rang while I was stepping out of the shower. I hurried to answer it. "Hello?". "Hi Son", my mother said. "Europe was beautiful. Can't talk long. Tell Dad I'll be home early tomorrow morning", she said. I hung up and layed on my bed listening to Dad fucking Linda.

	I must have fallen asleep lying there. I awoke and got up to get dressed. I was going to go for a drive when I ran into Linda in the hallway. "What are you doing out?!" I screamed. "It's okay Son, she's broken and loving it" Dad smiled, his hand on my shoulder. Linda, nude, pressed her nude body against me and kissed me. "Your Father says I fuck better than you or your mother", she whispered. I pushed her towards Dad. "Father, Mother will be home in a matter of hours", I told him. "Well, better get Linda going", he said. He grabbed her by her waist and pulled her to him, giving her a long and soulful kiss. I grabbed her by the hand and took her to the downstairs bathroom where her clothes were and drew her a bubblebath. She relaxed in the hot water for a while before getting out and getting dressed.

	I got the car ready as Father and LInda said their goodbyes. Then I gave her the usual doseage of a powerful knockout drug that impairs the memory and dropped her off at the school I had first laid eyes on her at, some fifty miles away.

	Mom came home to a wonderful dinner. Dad had the cook make all her favorites. As we ate I thought about something Linda had said. That Dad had said she fucked better than me. I was a little put off by the remark. I felt it was unfair since Father had only fucked me once. It was a long time ago. He was drunk off his ass and totally out of it. I was twelve at the time and the only person around. One thing had lead to another and I ended up end-up with Dad'd dick in my ass. That was the only time either one of us had been with another male.  Later that night I heard a scream. Mother had wandered into the downstairs bathroom and found a hairclip. I could hear her yelling at Dad. "Who does this belong to?" she yelled. "No one, I mean, no one", he stuttered. "Who was here when I was gone?" she yelled. "No one, just Preston and myself", he said. "And who wears girlie clips in their hair, you or Preston?" she asked. "Preston", Dad said. I could hear Mom cackle. "No really, my love. Preston is a cross-dresser", Dad explained. I heard them laugh over the idea of me dressing like a woman. It seemed to smooth things over, so I didn't care if my own Mother thought I was a cross-dresser. 

	A few months later Mother dragged Father and I to a polo game which would be followed with a big fancy dinner, all for charity. It was one of those snooty and uptight events that only Mom liked. She was always the one to drag us to these functions. During the polo match I spotted a girl that looked very familiar. Upon closer look I knew where I had seen her before. It was Linda, Dad's last plaything. She was attending the affair with her parents. I kept an eye on her, making sure she didn't see Father or I throught the game. Then, when I had the chance, I pulled Father aside and told him I had spotted her. "Are you sure, Son?" he asked. Just then she walked by. "Holy crap", Dad grimaced. "No Dad. She hasn't spotted us. And with the drug I gave her she can't remember up", I assured him. We spent the night on pins and needles, scared to death she would see us and remember something.

	It was later in the evening when I stepped out for a smoke that Linda first saw me. "Excuse me, but do I know you?" she asked. "Um, no, I don't think so", I stammered. "Really? You look so familiar to me", she said. "We've never met", I told her. Nervous, I offered her a smoke. "Yes, thank you" she said, taking the cigarette. I felt my dick harden as I watched the way she held the cigarette between her sensous lips. "Beautiful night", she said. "Yes it is" I remarked, my eyes landing on her breasts which were very obvious in her low-cut gown. She saw me gawking at her and smiled. "See something you like?" she teased. "Sorry miss, I don't mean to stare", I blushed. She reached out and grabbed my crotch. "Sorry sir, I don't mean to touch", she smiled. Our eyes met and we threw our ciarettes to the ground. I grabbed her and we kissed. I pulled her over to the side of the house we were at and took her to the back, in the horse stable. I pinned her against the stall and reached up her dress, yanking her panties down. I crammed my fingers into her wet cunt and fucked her with them. She lifted her skirt up and undid my pants in a horny frenzy. Now she wanted to fuck. Still pinned against the stall I rammed right into her. "Fuck me, fuck me hard", she moaned. I rammed her deep as she begged for more. Her pussy still felt as tight as I remembered. "Where's your daddy, I wanna fuck him too", she whispered. I stopped what I was doing and froze. "Don't stop fucking me", she demanded. I began ramming her again. "Where's your father? I wanna fuck him again", she whispered. I ignored her and fucked her even harder until I had blew my load in her. "I still wanna fuck your Father again" she said, pulling her dress down. "How do you know my Father?" I asked, my blood running cold. "Oh come on, you were the one who took me to your Father and tied me up", she said. "No, never.", I stammered. "Your father sure knew how to fuck a girl right", she smiled. Just then someone was outside calling Linda's name. "Well, gotta go. It's been fun" she said, kissing me and running outside. 

	Over the years I have gotten Father many playthings whenever Mom was not around. I would pick only the ones I knew he'd want and pop their cherries myself before serving them to Dad. He had a thing about not wanting the blood of their virginites on his cock. So I would always make sure they were broken in for him and ready to fuck. I knew Dad's taste so very well. Never did I choose a plaything he didn't want. And he loved them young, very very young. I had perfected the perfect way to go about all of it. I would drug the girls, fuck them, let Dad have them, then drug them and throw them back to wherever I had got them from. Linda seemed to be the exception. She was the only one who I had seen after throwing her back, and the only one to remember what we had done. And now I'd have to do something about her. And I had to do it soon. 










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This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.