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Angela woke early rubbing the sleep from her eyes. It had been over a year
sense her mother left them. She still wasn’t sure why, daddy just said ‘She
didn’t love them anymore’ and she figured it had to be right because her mother
had never even visited them, her. She passed by a large dresser mirror slowing
to view her youthful image like she always did. She was just a little over six
now with school starting in another month. Her dark medium long hair in
disarray from just getting up. She shook her hair only making it worse but she
had to pee and scurried on to the bathroom. She hiked up her warm long pajamas,
not wearing any panties she hoisted herself onto the cool open seat of the
toilet her piss loud as it streamed into the water…
Her still groggy mind, thoughts going back to the first time after her mother
left, to the first time Angela’s father touched her little clit. She was scared
alone in her room it was dark and she got up, she and went climbing into her
father’s bed nuzzling up close under the warm covers. That was when she learned
that men like her father, penis’s got stiff when they slept. Her hand
accidentally touched the fleshy stiff thing. At first she was shocked to have
done so but he remained asleep and her curiosity got the best of her. She
couldn’t help herself and carefully felt with one small hand the odd shaped
adult organ of her sleeping father under the covers.
He groaned making her pull her hand away and she peeked up in the dim of the
night seeing him still deeply asleep. Angela felt naughty and something else,
her young pussy tingled in a pleasant way, her small hand creeping back to
feeling her fathers adult organ. She remembered her racing mind trying in
wonderment to figure out at what all she was feeling was used for, her other
hand slipped into the play. Her father groaned even more loudly then stopped.
Both her small hands remained gripped around his stiff penis, she could feel
his heart pumping blood through it. The thing felt like a thing alive and her
own heart raced feeling it jerk suddenly squirting something wet out of the
tip? It squirted again and she looked up into the dimly lit surprised face of
her awake father.
âWhat.. what.. What are you goingâ He cried out looking scared.
Angela was scared too, she did something wrong and knew it. But her heart raced
with a strange excitement she had never felt, with just her head peering out
from the covers she stared wide eyed back, tears welling up. Her hands squeezed
involuntarily the still stiff penis jerked again. Her father looked confused,
terrified, then seemed to gather himself.
âWhat are you doing hereâ He ask, his voice shaking.
âI was scared, daddyâ Angela strained out, her voice shaking too âI-
I came in here to sleepâ
âSleep….?â He seemed dazed, confused…
He looked long at Angela and she realized she still was gripping his now soft
organ. She pulled her damp hands away sure she was in trouble, bad trouble. But
he only brushed her hair from her face still looking at her closely. He seemed
to come to a decision reaching down pulling her up. One of his hands slipping
under her pajamas touching her still tingling clit, then rubbing her there like
she did sometime here lately. Angela eyes rolled back, her father’s movement
much better than her unpracticed fingers. She writhed about letting him do it,
letting the still new sensations take her away……
She had learned a lot sense then, she knew now what a mans penis was for
‘making babies’ and fun. Angela had started taking to slipping into his room a
lot at night. Till finely there was no longer any pretense between them any
more. She love to slip into his room before he went to sleep after they both
bathed. Angela would now suck on his penis growing use to the taste of his
sperm, letting him play with her clit, letting him mouth over her small
tingling pussy… She finished peeing and got dressed for the day.
She went out to play with her friend next door but her mind kept going to
tonight because her father and her were going to play sex. She love it, the
made up games they had taken to doing once or twice a week. She would make up a
game telling him how it was played, then he would.. it was great fun. She like
to tie him up and play with his big adult penis ‘cock’ she had learned to call
it in private. But tonight was his turn and some of his games were exciting, he
was so smart and knew a lot. Each game he made up excited her in some way or
another, all she knew about the game tonight was the game was called ‘Horsey’ a
tie up game. He said it would make him happy and she liked to see him that way
cause her turn would be next.
Sometimes he could be ruff in the games but in the end she always found her
pussy wet with excitement. Angela found she liked the ruff treatment and
through out the entire day would be rubbing over her clit when no one was
looking in anticipation of play tonight with her father. She was hoping he
would be more controlling than normal, she liked that. She liked that a lot.
Then it was time to go home, eat and….
Angela went scurrying into her father’s room already stripped down to her
panties. She had washed up just as he liked. He was humming to the music
playing having gathered up already the things he needed for the sex game. He
was only wearing his shorts, she knew with no underwear. A slight bulge showing
he was already excited, wanting to start the game he had made up. He pick up a
bottle of beer taking a long swig off it before setting it down. ‘Good’ Angela
thought. He was always a little rougher with her after drinking a few of them.
She had been wanting to feel used and helpless, her small pussy sending
tingling signals through her young body.
Angela had never told him, too embarrassed to admit to the liking the feeling
of helplessness. But had urged him more than once to escalate things, then
having to use her imagination when he wasn’t near as ruff as she’d like. Beside
the beer she saw the familiar jar of petroleum jelly, he was going to sodomize
her in this game, she was sure. It was something she let him do more than a few
times but wasn’t sure if she liked the way it felt. She did like the feeling of
having been used it gave her afterwards and she would rub over her small clit
well into the night afterwards thinking about being taken against her will by a
strange strong man.
âReady to play dearâ He said picking up and finishing off the rest of the
beer.
She shook her head eagerly wanting to be engulfed in the sensations of the
game. Eager to know how this new game would play out. Hoping he wouldn’t be to
lenient on her, hoping somehow he would understand without her having to try to
explain something she herself didn’t quite understand. Angela’s young pussy
hummed with sensation as she jumped onto the bed slipping her panties off.
âDo you want to know what I’m going to doâ He asked.
Angela shook her head ‘no’ she wanted everything to be a surprise, letting her
imagination run wild. Letting her father be that strange strong man that was
going to take her against her will.
âI’m going to fight a little daddyâ she said with a mischievous grin âBut
don’t stopâ
âYou got it honeyâ he said grinning too.
She was already letting her young mind escape into her imagination as her
father grabbed a wide roll of duct-tape he like to use sometimes then lunged at
her his grin turning devilish. Angela fought him but not too hard letting him
just barely pull her arm and leg on one side of her together, taping her
forearm to the outside of her lower leg. She fought as did the same to the
other side leaving her spread out missionary on the bed, forearms arms taped
against her lower legs. She watched as he pulled off his shorts then picked up
a homemade thing, a one inch round piece of wood that could be a sawed of broom
handle about six inches long. Two long leather strips had been attached on the
very ends and two in farther, much shorter straps were attached. He approached
her eyes gleaming in excitement of the game, his adult cock stiffly arched into
the air.
âOpen upâ her father said bring it close to her mouth.
Angela realized he wanted to place it into her mouth, bringing the middle of it
to her lips pressing till she had no choice but to open her mouth as the wood
touched her teeth. The wood rod was worked sideways forcing the sides of her
lips to stretch around the wood. Then her father went about tying off the short
straps behind her head making the wood in her mouth almost too tightly wedged
in there. A bit of spittle came out warmly running down over her chin. She
could feel his eagerness, his heightened sexuality as his made up game was
coming together. Her young pussy was growing wet in her own excitement, the
feeling of helplessness and anticipation of being used just what she was really
wanting.
Her father’s strong arms turned her over onto her knees, rump up in the air
facing away from him feet over the edge of the bed, her face down into the
mattress. The exposed helpless feeling letting her imagination run wild with
excitement. Out of the corner of her eyes she saw the longer straps of leather
being picked up, feeling them going taunt against the wooden stick wedged
across her mouth tightly, urging her to lift her head. The wood bit into the
sides her stretched lips leaving her no choice but to lift her head up by his
persistent strong urgings. Her excitement grew at being controlled this way and
she let herself be taken up by the excitement surging through her. Letting him
guide her small young up raised head this way and that for a bit.
The sides of Angela’s lips hurt smartly on each guiding tug of the straps
attached to the long wooden peg. Her young mind reeled with pleasure and
anticipation knowing her father had also planed to sodomize her. She tugged at
the tape holding her bound limbs, she felt how securely it held her, another
surge of pleasure surged and strangely a little fear at knowing she was now
bound by the unknown rules of her fathers game. Another surge of odd feeling
apprehensive excitement…
The long leather straps were passed to one of her father’s hand, she could
plainly feel that. His strong grip kept her head well up off the mattress as
the other hand she knew worked at opening the plastic jar of petroleum jelly
‘pop’ the top was off. And she felt a slick long adult finger press then worm
into her young rectum. She could feel the long slick digit moving through her
rectum, feeling it’s way around as it lubed up her young rectal passage. She
remembered how he was so careful afraid he would hurt her the first time he
pushed his penis into her but-hole.
Angela remember plainly how it felt whenever she let her father wormed his cock
into her butt-hole. And her mind reeled not really wanting it to happen but
also liking the the helplessness of how it felt, how she now felt. Her whole
world seemed to slow as both excitement and dread had her young clit buzzing.
She found she liked the mixed feelings, sort of wishing her father would hurry
things along and wondering if she would really like this new game, another rush
of fearful excitement left her shuddering with anticipation…
The finger moving in her rectum had her squirming now bringing her full
attention to the growing sensation, her arms tugged involuntarily at the well
rapped wide tape her father had applied. She writhed in near ecstasy till
feeling the finger slip finely out, she knew he was ready to enter into her
back passage.
She watch as he placed a small flat-screen TV in full view in front of her,
plugging in the necessary wires. Then wedging it with pillows so it wouldn’t
fall over. The green ‘on’ TV light lit up with a old black and white western
set on pause.
âAngie, I’m a cowboy in the wild west who is going for a rideâ His voice
shook with excitement âYou are my faithful horse taking me through it’s
dangers.. Lets ride!â
The long leather straps tugged back tighter her dark haired head tilted up
farther and back just as she felt the thick blunt tip she knew was his cock
head go firmly against her lubed anus. Angela again tested her bonds finding
them more than adequate for they’re intended job. Fear, appreciation, lustful
excitement coursed through her young veins. The TV came off pause with a cowboy
getting his horse ready, saddle thrown up onto the back of the fidgety horse,
straps tightened the reins placed into the horse’s mouth. The press of her
father’s cock-head mounted against her tight anus making her involuntarily try
to pull away. But couldn’t as the tautly held leather straps in her fathers
grip made that impossible.
âRelax sweetie….â she heard just as her anus gave in.
Angela’s mind sunk instantly into the feeling of the thick cock holding her
anus stretched wide open. Her father must have passed one of the long straps to
his other hand because she felt purposeful guiding tugs from each side of the
reins almost at once, pulling her firmly back toward him, and onto the
thickness of his just entered stiff stationary adult cock… Much too quickly for
comfort. She realized to her horror she had gotten her wish, she had no control
of any of it. The wooden rod in her mouth bit harshly into each side of her
lips making her move backwards from the mounting discomfort coming from her
mouth, he was working the wooden rod, pressure on one side then the other
forcing her… no guiding her back onto the fiercely stiff thick adult penis.
Her mind turned quickly inward, focused only on two things. Her young rectal
tube being stretched over the rigid fleshy rod and reacting to each painful
guiding tugs from the wooden rod in her mouth. The old western played on
showing the cowboy almost finished readying the anxious horse. The thick adult
cock press hard to the end of her rectum, her father holding the reins keeping
her uncomfortably in place, any squirming move she made to alleviate the over
stretched feeling from her rectal passage was met by more and more precise
guiding control of the leather straps on the ends of the wooden rod in her
mouth.
The old western showed the cowboy now mounted in the saddle, waving goodbye to
someone then shook the straps of the reins taking off at a brisk pace. Angela
felt her leather straps shake just like in the old movie. The thick penis of
her father pulled back through her still tightly stretch rectum and came to
life.
âAh-h-e-e-a..!â Chirped out from Angela, then âUh… uh.. uhâ in tune to
her father’s moving thickness.
The ‘black and white’ cowboy and horse move down the dusty road a little faster
than Angela liked seeing, her father doing his best to keep up the pace behind
her. She couldn’t quite catch her breath, her rectal passage revolting to being
tugged along with the thick blunt tip penis. Her young body instinctively doing
it’s best to lurch off the sudden continuous movement, her eyes wide glued to
the TV in hope the cowboy would slow his pace as her father seem much to
gleeful in working the controlling leather straps. The scene changed as the
cowboy disappeared down the dusty road showing now that the horse’s pace had
slowed ‘thankfully’ down her father following suit.
Pre-cum mixed with the heavy lube helped a lot in relieving the ghastly tugging
of the moving cock. And she slowly regained a margin of control, the sensations
flooding through her no worse than any other time he had sodomized her. And she
fell into a familiar rhythm, her mind focused only on containing the accustom
feeling that she was going to need to use the bathroom soon. The horse and
cowboy in the movie rode slowly on through the desolate landscape. A scene
flashed showing Indians on a hill top eying the cowboy slowing riding down in a
sun dried valley. The Indians jumped onto their own horses galloping around the
ridge toward the slowly moving cowboy.
Angela watched as the implication of the scene sunk into her young mind. The TV
paused just as the cowboy turned in his saddle the horse rearing up as the
cowboy struggled to keep control, the wildly approaching Indians moving in
closer. The leather straps pulled back tight in her mouth, the thick cock
seated fully worming hard at the end off her tight rectum, she knew posed to
enter into her large intestine.
She in more that one occasions had let him slip his penis deeply into her
bottom, and knew this was his intent now. If only he wasn’t just too eager, the
deep turn into her gut resisted, making her instinctively buck away, tugging at
her bound arms against her legs as she squirmed, twisting in an effort to ease
the blunt tipped penis’s passage. The blunt tip slipped wedging through the
resisting turn, a full body shudder went through her continuing until she felt
the press of his course pubic hair against her small bottom, leaving her
panting in an intense ‘on edge’ feeling that always held her in it’s sway
whenever he penetrated her this deeply.
She groaned out as his cock flex even more ridge inside her bottom, her deeply
penetrated intestine revolting to the movement. Her eyes refocusing onto the
small TV in front of her the cowboy posed to gallop off at full tilt away from
the charging Indians. The penis flexed even stiffer leaving her blinking almost
terrified to see when the movie would be taken off pause.
âThe Indians are coming Angela, we’ve got to get awayâ The penis flexed
again âReady…â
A movement to one side of her head had her glancing over seeing his shaking
hand gripping the remote, finger hovering over the ‘play’ button. The long
leather straps pulled tautly back in one of his strong hands kept her bottom
firmly in place against his loin. The finger pressed down, the remote dropping
onto the mattress. Her eyes flashed to the TV just as the horse leaped away at
full gallop, just as a sharp slap landed against her thigh. The cowboy rode
hard slapping the horse with his hand to get it to move faster.
Angela collapsed down in a body gripping shudder as the thick blunt tip tugged
back not quite leaving her large intestine, shooting forward the hairy loins
slapping hard against her stationary young bottom. Unprepared for the sudden
abrupt movement was an understatement. The sounds of the hard galloping horse
from the TV filled her ears. Her eyes clouded over, her body now seemingly had
a mind of its own, working violently to lurch off the deep rapidly humping
penis. She could plainly feel the reins being worked with precise precision
against the wooden rod strapped tightly in her mouth, countering her wildly
lurching movements. Her insides blossomed up in a sudden sharp effort to expel
the rapidly moving thickness from her deep bowel.
The reins pulled back tight, the penis lodge in deep, his loin press tight to
her, the movie paused again. Angela’s entire rectal tube seemed stuck in a
effort to poop the thickness from her bottom. She couldn’t stop it, even when
she felt the urge become harshly real deep inside her intestine. Panic filled
her as the perceived outcome became reality ‘she could feel the whole horrid
thing happening’ inside her. This had never happened before, what would her
father think. The stiff penis flexed more ridged than she had ever felt before.
âOh… Oh.. Angela.. Angela…â he repeated one of his hands feeling along her
straining torso.
His loin ground firmly up into the cleft of her ass, cock flexing, acerbating
the urgency of her bowel’s release. Her young mind reeled, and surprisingly her
pussy tingled as if on the verge of some sort of release. She was being forced
to endure this debasement and her young mind wanted her to endure more. She was
shocked at the insight. The grossness of what was happening held her firmly in
it’s sway. The remote came into view again pointing at the TV. Angela faced
forward eyes locked onto the TV screen the cock flex thickly one more time. The
movie sprung into action, the cowboy at full gallop.
Her whole world erupted into a rush of vile, pleasurable grossness of
sensations she had never endured in her young life. Angela let her father take
full control, letting the feeling of vile debasement fill her mind finding she
loved it, the uncontrolled lose of control of her bodily functions. Her father
yelled out in pleasure pulling hard on the reins as if bring a horse to an
abrupt stop. His cock fully implanted deeply into her gut, swelling thick,
spewing huge amounts of hot sperm. Angela’s mind taking it all in, needing to
remember everything, the vileness, the debasement, and ‘yes’ an odd pleasure
she couldn’t quite pin down. She wanted more.
Next time it would be her turn to make up a game, she’d have to think hard to
beat daddy’s game though. But she didn’t care if her game beat daddy’s or not
because she was sure his next game would be better than this one. Her young
clit tingled pleasurably at the thought.
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