It had been a week since Amy had been diagnosed with Chickenpox. Today she sat in the wooden captain's chair. She was comfortable but restrained. Her aunt Beth had come over to watch her while her father went shopping. Three days ago, Aunt Beth brought some soft wrist and ankle cuffs and a collar. Her wrists wore the cuffs and were attached to a strap attached to the arm of the chair. The strap was 12 inches long. Long enough for Amy to do her homework but not long enough to be able to scratch the rash on her face. The back of the chair had a long belt that went around Amy's chest so she couldn't lean forward. Her legs were tied to the legs of the chair so Amy was stuck in the chair and had to stay there until her homework was done. Daddy would check it and if he found mistakes he'd point them out but wouldn't give her the answer.

The cuffs had clips making it easier to bind her hands behind her or in front. Now she could be dressed and didn't have to be naked all the time. Amy missed that.

Amy had been sick with Chickenpox now for seven days. Daddy had to take care of her. He already took care of her but now everything was done by him or at least with him or Aunt Beth. Amy had to take a few naps every day since she was still recuperating and tired easily. The fun part of being sick was bath time and she took two baths a day.

Now that Aunt Beth was there, Amy quickly finished her homework so her Aunt can have some fun with her.

"Auntie! I'm done!"

Beth walked in and started releasing Amy from the bounds of the chair.

"Take off your clothes. I've got it all set up and ready for you."

Amy stripped off her tee shirt, blue jeans and her cotton panties with the Power Puff Girls pictures. Amy stood before her aunt naked but for the cuffs and collar.

Aunt Beth produced a blindfold and put it on Amy. Beth guided the little girl into the next room and walked her to the door. She then clipped the wrist cuffs together and attached them to a rope that ran over the top of the door and down to the doorknob. Beth lifted Amy till she was on her tiptoes and then tied off the rope. Beth then went and got a small vibrating butt plug. Small as it was, it was large for Amy's tight puckered brownie. Beth slowly worked it in. Amy was pushed against the door and could do nothing but let Aunt Beth push that thing up her butt. She grunted as it forced her sphincter to accept the intruder. Once it was seated, Beth pushed the on button and it started humming and throbbing. It sent new sensations through Amy's tender young body.

Beth lifted Amy and turned her around. Amy stood facing her aunt. Beth knelt down before the child as if the girl were an alter of pleasure. Beth had Amy spread her legs. Beth spread the little bald pussy lips. Beth put her face close to the girl's cunny and licked her clit. Amy jerked as the thrill shot through her.

Beth inserted one finger into the tiny love channel. She could barely push more than to her first knuckle before she was stopped by Amy's hymen. Beth twisted and turned her finger driving Amy to her plateau.

Amy realized that this is what she needed. She was falling deeper into the abyss of bliss.

Amy could always remember wiping herself clean and liking it. Last week when daddy had to do it for her it was thrilling. The next day when Aunt Beth did it to her she thought there couldn't be any better feelings. Amy just knew that in a few moments she'd reach the summit of those wonderful feelings. What ever pain or discomfort she felt from being tied helpless only blended with the glorious pleasure that flooded her body.

Amy was now pulling on the rope suspending her; she wasn't trying to free herself, heaven forbid, NO! That was only the way her body responded to all that was happening to her.

Beth licked Amy's clit as she finger screwed the seven-year old. The vibrating butt plug was doing its' job of sending new sensations through the prepubescent little girl. Beth could tell that Amy had never gone this far before. The child's breathing was ragged; she gulped air and licked her lips. Her face was flushed and her entire body trembled.

Amy''s body was in a state of ecstasy. Every nerve tingled joyfully; every cell was excited causing her to float on a chaotic cloud of bliss. When it seemed she couldn't go any higher the feelings exploded. Popping blobs of color appeared behind Amy's eyelids. Amy didn't hear the gargled scream she yelled. She didn't feel the strain on her shoulders as her knees collapsed and she hung full weight from her wrists. Sound was incoherent, but the way she felt just then, she wouldn't have cared even if she were aware of anything.

Beth lapped up the juices gushing from Amy's pussy. The taste was absolutely delicious, the scent intoxicating. She reached for the butt plug while she tongue cleaned Amy. She pulled it out and let it drop, Amy didn't notice. Nor did she notice when Aunt Beth lifted her and unclipped the cuffs from the suspension rope and carried her to the sofa. Amy was still panting and licking her lips; soft mewling sounds came from her throat. There was a Mona Lisa smile on her tiny face.

Beth thought, "Well, the question of can a prepubescent girl have an orgasm has just been answered." Beth was proud of herself.

Four Days Later

Amy sat on the examination table dressed only in her panties. Aunt Beth gave her the panties last week. Amy didn't know that the romping kittens on her panties were Aunt Beth's private joke, pussies all over a pussy.

The doctor had his back to Amy and she saw her daddy watching her. She smiled and crossed her wrists on her lap. Bill smiled getting the meaning of her gesture.

"Well Amy, your Father took good care of you. You're over the Chickenpox and you can go back to school tomorrow. You can get dressed," the doctor said.

In the car, Amy looked a bit morose. Bill said, "Honey, can you do me a favor?"

"Sure daddy, what do you want me to do?"

"I'm a man and you know that a man is just a grown up boy. Boys think in a different way than girls. I can't figure out what your problem is so just tell me what's on your mind."

Amy looked at Bill and thought for a second and then said, "I'm not sick anymore. You don't have to tie me up or give me a bath or anything like you did when I was sick. I really liked you and Aunt Beth doing all that."

"I'm sure." Bill said. "Especially Aunt Beth."

Amy blushed.

"We can still do all that but only if you earn it." Bill said.

"How do I earn it?"

"Do well in school, do as you're told and just be good."

"Yeah, I can't get in trouble if I'm tied up." Amy said with a giggle.

"Your teacher called last night while you and Aunt Beth were occupied. She said your homework had improved greatly. She thought I was doing it for you. I assured her that you did it all yourself. You can do it if you force yourself to do it and don't fool around."

Amy nodded but then a distressed look came over her face. "Will Aunt Beth still come over and eh.. Help me?"

"I was going to surprise you with the news but I guess I have to tell you now. Your Aunt Beth will be moving in with us at the end of the month."

"Yipppeee!!" yelled an excited Amy.

Bill looked at his daughter and thought, "I gotta get laid." The problem was that little girls weren't his style, not that incest bothered him, after all he did have the hots for his sister.

Three Months Later

Amy came running in the house and let the door slam.

"Daddy! Daddy!"

"My goodness what's the matter?" Bill asked

"I got my report card. Here!" Amy said as she handed her daddy the envelope.

Bill opened the envelope as Amy hopped with excited anticipation.

"Hmmm...two A's and Three B's. That is quite an improvement. What's this note?" Bill asked as he unfolded the sheet of paper.

Amy was unaware of the note and was suddenly concerned. She couldn't remember doing anything that warranted a note home.

"It say's here that your comportment has vastly improved."

"What's that mean?" Amy asked.

"It means you have changed a lot for the better. How did you manage that?"

"Well when I sit down in my chair I picture myself all tied up so I can't leave it. I have to sit all through class. I see the gag that Aunt Beth uses on me so I can't talk. It all comes off only when the bell rings or the teacher says, "Class dismissed."

Bill stroked her hair and said, "That's my girl, I'm very proud of you."

"Do I get a treat tonight? Huh...do I?" She babbled.

"Yes Hon you get a good treat after Aunt Beth gets home. But for now get ready and do your homework."

Amy ran upstairs and changed. She returned naked except for a collar and cuffs on her wrists and ankles.

Bill strapped her into the captain's chair and then placed her books in front of her.

Four Hours Later

Amy had her wrists clipped together behind her back. Her ankles attached to the wrist cuffs. On her back this forced her legs to spread wide open. She laid there as she basked in another glorious orgasm. Her pussy licked clean. Aunt Beth thought it a sacrilege to let any drop of pussy drool to go unlicked. Beside Amy lay Bill similarly tied. Beth was sliding her head up and down Bill's shaft as he was thrusting his hips to meet his sister's moist mouth.