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Please send your comments on this story to joezeller70@yahoo.com.
 Any feedback, pro or con, will be appreciated.

Now that I have had time to adjust my conscience to the new
reality, I've decided to tell this story in its entirety.  Choose
for yourself to believe it or not.  In relating the following
events, the family name is altered but the first names are not. 
If you are familiar with the phenomenon of Stockholm syndrome,
you will recognize that we fell completely under its influence. 
Once we realized our powerlessness and the consequences of
disobedience, we fully, willingly, and cheerfully complied with
all demands.   These events unlocked depravity in me of a depth I
never suspected.


Our Russian Vacation
Part I

I brought my daughter on this, my fifth business trip to St.
Petersburg, two years ago.  As the only daughter of a lackluster
marriage, Sarah was, and is, the emotional center of my life - a
sweet, trusting, innocent child who has always claimed my
affection, care and protection.   I have been rewarded with her
unalloyed love and confidence at home and whenever opportunities
allowed me to bring her on my travels.  This was her third summer
vacation in Europe, and the most ambitious yet, since Russia was
still plagued with organized crime and corruption.  I expected,
however, no difficulties or excitement.   I merely planned to
spend my free hours showing Sarah the museums and tourist
attractions I had bypassed when working in Russia alone.  As a
self-employed software consultant, my business travel allows me
escape from the conventionality of family life.  Though I care
for my wife, am bored of her sexual conformity and occasionally
take advantage of the illicit sex opportunities in Europe and
especially in free-wheeling Russia.  The concierge at the
Continental Hotel had previously arranged several outings on the
town, which I began to appreciate better, once I realized he had
contacts that allowed him to set up almost anything a guest could
ask for.  Toward the end of my last trip, he even arranged for me
a rendezvous with a 13 year old girl who, although clearly not a
virgin, was fresh enough to at least behave as an innocent.   I
only regretted that on this trip there would be no chance for
that kind of sexual adventure, since I carried the responsibility
of chaperoning my daughter.

As soon as Sarah and I arrived from the airport and settled into
our room at the Continental Hotel, I received the usual call from
Leo, the concierge, inquiring as to my needs.   I told him he
could perhaps recommend some restaurants and attractions, but
nothing unsuitable for a child, since this time I was traveling
with my 7 year old daughter.  An hour later, he rang the room to
announce he had arranged a complimentary dinner and "other
innocent pleasures" for the following evening, after we had time
to rest and recuperate.   We turned in early, exhausted from the
12 hour flight from New York.  Our room was spacious by Russian
standards, furnished with two separate beds, a condition strongly
urged by my wife who felt it improper for a daughter of any age
to share a bed with her father.

The next evening, after sleeping till early afternoon, Sarah and
I felt well refreshed as we dressed for her first big evening on
the town.  She eyes were bright and she looked excited.  She is
such a cute girl - skinny with knobby knees, dimples, a bright
smile and straight teeth.   She then weighed only about 50
pounds, and was about 3 ft tall, with green eyes and auburn hair
worn to her shoulders.   She'll be a heart breaker when she grows
up, I thought, as she twirled in her best dress.  Leo wished us a
pleasant evening as he ushered us to the private limo.  We were
driven though the older section of town to an elegant, smallish
restaurant I had never visited.  The crystal glass, polished wood
and rich upholstery gave the impression of old imperial Russia,
intriguing me and thrilling Sarah.  The clientele were obviously
well-heeled, with that look of ex-Soviet money.   I suspected I
saw a few gangster types, but this is usual in St. Petersburg. 
Served by a friendly and attractive waitress, we began our meal
and our vacation with wine served on the house.   At the
waitress's suggestion, I let Sarah sip her own half glass.  She
lingered nearby as we sampled our drinks...

I woke up groggy, Sarah lying beside me in a semi-darkened room.
 Confused and disoriented, I shook her awake to find she was
likewise dazed, as if we had been drugged.   The surroundings
were unfamiliar.  We were in a spacious bedroom in what looked
like a well appointed modern house or apartment, obviously
neither the hotel nor the restaurant where we were last
conscious.   Alarmed, I stood up, waited a moment for my head to
clear, and tried the door.   Locked, but at the rattle of the
lever, it was opened from outside.  A thuggish looking Russian
spoke a few words and then pulled the door shut.  The realization
struck me then that I had allowed myself and my daughter to be
kidnapped.

Soon we were brought out into the main house.   I knew enough not
to resist the three men who entered the room to restrain me.  
Handcuffed, I sat in the living room with Sarah beside me.   It
was indeed an impressive modern house, and not in the city -
through large windows I could see a pine forest stretching into
the distance.   This was evidently a country dacha belonging to
someone of considerable wealth.   Oddly, an assortment of camera
and recording equipment stood to one side.  Three thugs sat in
the adjoining dining area, as we spoke with two who others who
appeared to be in charge.  The man was about 50, portly, dressed
in a tailored business suit.  The woman - tall, thin, fine
featured and about 35 - wore what appeared to be a nursing
uniform.   How odd.

"Welcome to our house and studio.  For that matter, welcome to
Russia, since I understand you arrived only yesterday," He said.


I nodded.  

"I expect you wonder why we brought you here." he continued.

"I can guess.   If you want ransom, I'm afraid you have the wrong
people.   I'm an independent businessman and there is no company
behind me to raise cash for my return."

"Precisely."   We know all about you, Mr. Zeller.   We supplied
your entertainment for your previous trip.   The young girl, you
remember.   We also know you are scheduled to be in St.
Petersburg for three weeks, and you are quite independent with no
pressing commitments.   No one will miss you.   This is why we
selected you and your attractive daughter.   You see, we are in
the video production business, and you and your daughter are
going to be our stars.   At least until your vacation in Russia
ends.   If you cooperate, you can then both return safely home."

"What do you mean?   What kind of video?"

"Mr. Zeller, our business is to supply the sex industry,
including what you call in English BDSM and pedophilia.  As a
side line, we also supply the sex service industry, of which you
partook in your last trip, but our main business is
internet-distributed digital films.   We have a very wealthy
clientele, and they are eager for new and interesting material.
Today we are going to offer you and your daughter.   Within a
very select audience, you are going to become famous."

At this point, I'm certain the blood drained from my face.  
Although sitting back in a well-stuffed chair, I felt pale, light
headed and shaky.   What had I gotten myself and Sarah into?

"What are you going to do with us?  Do I have any choices?"   
This feeble attempt at negotiation was from a position of
absolute weakness.

"Yes, Mr. Zeller.   You have choices.   We make two kinds of
films.   We make snuff films.   That would not be a good choice
for you, but in case you wish to introduce yourself and your
young daughter to this house of horrors, I will spell it out.  
If you do not fully and absolutely cooperate, we will film your
young daughter being brutally raped, multiple times.   You will
watch it all, and your reactions will also be filmed.  We will
arrange about 20 men to fuck her.   She will be fucked vaginally
and in the ass.   She will be so brutalized that she will find it
a relief to stop fucking and suck their dicks, and she will
swallow cum until she shits white.  Tatyana here....oh, forgive
me, I failed to make introductions.   Tatyana is our in-house
medical consultant, and she loves her work, although she dislikes
torture.   She will help Sarah through this ordeal, although if
you fail to cooperate, her only real task will to keep Sarah
alive long enough for maximum filming.   Besides raping Sarah, we
have another group of men with different tastes who will rape
you.   Maybe you like to suck cock and drink cum, but I assure
you won't like the amount of ass fucking you will receive.  In
the end, you will both be either fucked to death or tortured to
death.    We will see how our story line progress during the
filming.   Occasionally we have dismembered our participants when
filming, and Tatyana is very good at helping them survive long
enough to make an epic movie.   Ultimately, you both may be
limbless torsos, still fuckable, and still fucked, over the
course of several months.  If your daughter is sufficiently
controllable, we may have her personally cut off your penis.   On
the other hand, you may negotiate to torture her to save
yourself.  We shall see.  Have you heard enough?   Would you like
to hear about the alternative?"
 
"I assure you, the alternative is much more pleasant.   I have
daughters myself, and I would hate to see your daughter suffer
so.  If you cooperate, Tatyana here will council you and your
daughter, to teach you how pleasant, exciting, and deeply
satisfying it is to sexualize and fuck a small child.   She will
be taught to enjoy the experience, and she will return home
confused, but unharmed.   If you have the good sense never take
her to a professional who will only develop her guilt feelings,
then she may well suffer no negative effects at all.   But you
will absolutely be required to do everything we require,
cheerfully before the cameras, or the film will be re-scripted
for snuff and you will suffer all the aforementioned
consequences.  What say you?   Fuck Sarah or die with Sarah?"

"My god she's only 7 years old."

"Precisely.  The perfect age.   You will love fucking the
child."

"NO!"

"Then we will fuck her and you to death."

At this juncture, Tatyana walked over and, without warning,
dropped her hand to my crotch.   She unzipped my pants and pulled
out my cock, which was fully erect.    This talk had fully
aroused me against everything I held decent.

"Your voice says no but your cock says you want to fuck her," she
whispered with a soft, cool, Russian accent, as her hand caressed
my shaft.   
I suddenly realized that Tatyana was amazingly, wonderfully sexy.
 And I realized I was out of options.

"OK.   I'll fuck her.  I'll do anything you say, if you'll let us
go when you are finished with us."

"You won't regret your choice," he smiled, "especially if you
truly appreciate the alternative."


Part II

Things quickly got down to business.   The businessman, who I
later came to know as Olik, was soon on the phone making
arrangements, as Tatyana slipped into a side room.   Olik hung up
the phone: "Your concierge is arranging for your clothes to be
brought over.   If you wish to cancel your appointments for the
next three weeks, you may use this computer now.   You will be
dropping out of sight for the rest of your time in Russia."  My
cuffs were removed, and under close supervision, I sent a few
emails, including one to my wife that I hoped would satisfy her
curiosity for at least a few days.   This one time I appreciated
my wife's detached lack of interest.  With luck she may not spare
a thought of Sarah or me for the duration.

Tatyana returned, beckoning to me and Sarah.   We followed her
into a clinical looking room off the hallway from the living
room, accompanied by one of the goons.   Leaving the door open,
she turned to Sarah and said, "Sarah, you are to do exactly what
anyone here tells you to do.  That includes especially me,
because I will be watching out for you while we teach you about
sex.   You are going to love it, but there will be a few
uncomfortable moments.   It may also be a little embarrassing at
times, because you are not used to all this yet, but it's OK to
show your embarrassment.  Just make sure you obey us, or these
men will punish you and your father severely.   Now, I want you
to undress.   Talk off all your clothes and hand them to me."

With a glance at me, Sarah began to unbutton the dress that she
had worn during our brief night on the town.   It was rumpled now
from being slept in, and she stepped awkwardly out of it.  
Besides her stockings, she wore only a slip, picked out by her
and her mom and never seen by me.  She was too grown up now to
want my help in dressing.   She pulled off the stockings and then
the slip.   She looked nervous standing in her white cotton
panties, skinny legs rubbing at the knees, hands covering flat
breasts.   "Your panties too," said Tatyana.   Sarah bent and
slid them down, handing them to Tatyana.   I can't say I hadn't
seen her naked before, but she had avoided being seen by me since
she became self conscious about two years before.  I am ashamed
to admit that the sight of her skinny body and bare slit gave me
a partial erection.   But I have much more than that to be
ashamed of.

Tatyana knelt and gently rubbed her hands down Sarah's torso,
examining her, smiling softly as she admired the perfect smooth
skin and flat belly, unusual for a child that age.  "You are so
fit!   Do you play sports?"

"Yes Mam.   Soccer."

"I can tell.  Your father is so very lucky to have a lovely
daughter like you."   Now let me help you onto the table."

Tatyana lifted Sarah onto the exam table, where she rotated her
onto her back, and adjusted her legs to stirrups.   Sarah
complied, but looked hideously embarrassed as her legs were
spread.   Tatyana insisted I stand behind her with a full view as
she used her fingers to part Sarah's pink labia.   Applying a
small amount of lubricant to her middle finger, she probed gently
inside.   Sarah winced as her finger penetrated about two
knuckles.   "Wonderful genitalia," Tatyana observed, "but we must
deal with this hymen."

Tatyana turned to the counter, where she had prepared a tray of
instruments.   She returned with a swab which she applied to
Sarah's genitals, explaining that this would limit any pain to a
slight pinching feeling.   She then applied a syringe to the same
location, where the painkiller seemed to prevent the sting of the
hypodermic.   After a few minutes pause for the pain killer to
work, she returned with a scalpel and cotton compress, and a
second later was applying the compress to stop a few drops of
blood.   "With your hymen already sniped, you father will be able
to play with your pussy without it hurting you," she said.   "We
only have to delay the fun for a day or two while any soreness
goes away.  You are a lucky girl.   You are going to just love
the things he will be doing with your pussy."

Sarah's eyes were damp, and she didn't look like a lucky girl,
just an unhappy girl.  No child enjoys the doctor's office, but
she was brave and cooperative.   Tatyana helped her off the
table, turned to me, and said, "Your turn, Joe."   Undress.   
When I looked at Sarah, Tatyana said, "Don't be shy.   You were
allowed to watch Sarah."   With a sigh of acceptance I began to
unbutton my shirt.   Sarah had never seen me wearing less than
briefs, and then (pardon the pun) only briefly.  Now her eyes
were on me as I removed shirt, trousers, and finally underwear.
I saw that she stared at my semi-erect cock, the likes of which
she had never seen.

"Very nice," commented Tatyana.   You have a fine body.  Our
contact reported that you worked out regularly at the hotel.   I
see you are circumcised.   Not so much to our Russian taste, but
this will play well to our clientele.   Sarah will have a good
time with that cock.  It's big, but not so large that she cannot
accommodate it.  It will be thrilling for her to play with such a
nicely shaped one.  But all this hair...   This is not pleasing.
 Don't you ever trim your pubic hair or even your chest hair?  
We prefer to offer hairless men as child molesters.   It appeals
to the modern taste."  

She led me over to a walk-in shower, which I stood next to as she
produced an electric shaver.    "Sarah, you may enjoy this. 
Watch while we give your daddy an all-over haircut and shave."

She proceeded to shave my body, starting with the chest and
proceeding down to my crotch, then my legs.   Leaving my head
untouched, and small tufts in my underarms, she skimmed the
surface everywhere else.   She then had me enter the shower and
soap up all over, and handed me a five bladed Gillette razor. 
Instructed to shave all I could reach, I proceeded to work on my
chest and legs and pubes.   This activity had my cock erect
again, as Sarah watched closely, and I shaved carefully around my
cock and balls to leave them smooth and stubble free.

Tatyana then took the razor from me, and had me turn as she
worked the areas I couldn't reach.  In short order, I was as
nearly as free of body hair as Sarah, except that she had pretty
little downy blond hairs on her arms that no one would want to
remove, as they merely enhanced her childish innocent look.  

Feeling truly, totally nude now, I rinsed and dried, and stepped
out of the shower.   I noticed Tatyana had pulled a latex glove
over her right hand and was applying lubricant.  

"Bend over the table, please, Joe."  I bent over, and she guided
my legs apart.  Sarah looked from directly behind as my bare cock
and balls dangled above my brown asshole.  In a smooth quick
movement, Tatyana slipped two thin fingers inside my ass.  Since
a prostate check didn't seem to be in order, I assumed she simply
wanted to humble me.   She withdrew her fingers a bit, and then
pushed in, stretching and actually finger fucking my asshole.  
"Do you like that, Joe?"  

"It's OK."  I didn't dare say what I really thought. 

"Maybe you'd like Sarah to do it?"   

"My god, I'd rather not."   

"Sarah, since your father is going to get to play with your body,
you should feel free to play with him first.  That makes you the
winner!  Come here.  Let me help you with one of my gloves.  You
get to play doctor."   Tatyana helped Sarah put on a glove,
lubricated her hand, and guided her fingers into my asshole.  
She quickly had Sarah laughing as she pumped her fingers in and
out.  "Look, Sarah!  See how he likes it?  You made his penis
grow!"

With a feeling of ultimate humiliation, I realized my daughter
fingering my ass had given me an erection.   I never felt so like
a pervert as I did at that moment, though I didn't dream what
further perversions were to come.  Tatyana pulled at my cock a
few times, saying "See, Sarah, you can milk his cock when it's
like this.  It's such fun!   All girls love to do this."
 
Rather than return to us our clothes, Tatyana handed us each
white cotton bathrobes and slippers.  Sarah actually had a happy
glow as we donned our robes, and we were shown to a comfortable
bedroom with an attached bath.   We were encouraged to rest and
relax, and I was urged to prepare Sarah mentally as best I could
to be complaisant and unafraid regarding the sexual experiences
to come.   She certainly seemed unafraid, perhaps because my anal
molesting appealed to her 7 year old sense of humor.   We sat and
talked.  She said her pussy stung a little where she was worked
on, but that it wasn't bad.  She asked what I would do to her,
and I said I thought I might do things that Mommy liked me to do
for her.  We went to bed early, pulling the blinds to close out
the Russian summer sun that stood late in the sky, then lying
naked together because we had nothing to wear except robes which
were uncomfortable and tangled when we tried to lie in them.  
During the night her hand strayed at least twice to my cock, to
see if it was hard like before.  Finding it erect, she gingerly
tried stroking it as Tatyana had done, but she soon quit,
embarrassed I suppose.  I spent the night with a partial erection
from the stimulation.

The next morning we were awakened and given a light but
satisfying breakfast.   Then we separately showered, luxuriating
in thick towels and fragrant soap.   "Nothing second-rate about
the accommodations," I thought.   I wondered if they really meant
their threat to butcher us in so fine a house if we failed to
cooperate.   On reflection, I realized that the accommodations
may change to something far more primitive if that were to happen
-  maybe a barn with meat hooks or a dungeon.

After breakfast we were brought out to the living room, where we
found a small film crew, consisting of a male
director/cinematographer and two assistants moving lights and
reflectors.  Olik and Tatyana were there, and two thugs were off
in the corner, drinking coffee.   A bright light was set up
illuminating a red leather chair, built firm and tightly padded,
with no arms.   "Joe, you sit here," instructed Tatyana.  My robe
was taken from me, and I sat down naked. 

"Now, this is like your 'Reality TV' said the director.   Don't
look at the camera, but feel free to do whatever comes naturally,
and of course, follow any instructions without hesitating.   You
will be talking on camera with Tatyana, and she will talk to you.
  Feel free to talk to your daughter and let her speak.   If you
are uncomfortable, just remember the threats our manager made
yesterday, and that may help you become comfortable with what you
are going to do.  We are going to turn you into a pervert and
your daughter into a little slut, but what a sweet slut she will
be, and all our clients will adore her."   He stood back and
began to adjust his camera.

Tatyana brought Sarah over and explained in very simple terms
that she was going to play with her daddy's penis and testicles,
and make him squirt cream.   Sarah's eyes grew wide as Tatyana
had me spread my legs and adjust myself so my naked cock and
balls projected obscenely over the side of the chair.   She had
Sarah kneel between my legs, with her face just in front of my
cock.  As I watched Sarah taking position, it started to bounce
up toward her face, becoming fully erect.  My heart began to
race.   My dear innocent sweet Sarah had her face right in front
of my erect cock and hanging balls, and she was examining them
intently.    At Tatyana's urging, Sarah reached out and grasped
my shaft, tentatively stroking it.   Tatyana smiled and
congratulated her, "Very good, Sarah!  Now keep stroking while
you play with his testicles.   Aren't they cute?  They hold sweet
daddy cream that you are going to make squirt.   Daddy loves
feeling your hands, and he so much wants to squirt his yummy
cream for you."   She continued encouraging her like this,
clearly making her voice part of the film narrative, as Sarah
concentrated on milking my cock and balls.   Soon everyone
watching (including the two goons who walked quietly over to
observe) recognized by my panting and jerking that I was about to
cum.    

"Stop now, Sarah," said Tatyana.   I sat panting as my cock
bounced and leaked a small dribble of cum.

"We hate to waste Daddy's cream, Sarah."   His cream is nice to
play with and eat, which you will learn to enjoy later.  Maybe
this time, though, Daddy would like to show you how he eats it?"
 Tatyana gave me an inquisitive yet meaningful look, one eyebrow
raised.   

"Ok, I said.   Anything you want."

"Do you like to eat your cum, Joe?," insisted Tatyana    I had
tasted my cum a few times over the years, each time at the urging
of females in chat rooms, on those occasions when I sought easy
relief during hotel stays.  I didn't mind tasting some pre-cum,
but I'd always hated to eat cum after I had finished my orgasm. 
Any desire somehow went away instantly.   Right now, though, I
hadn't cum, and the excitement was like a narcotic.  I wanted to
do something totally, completely, perverted for my daughter and
Tatyana.

"Yes.  I like to eat my cum.  I'll eat it."  I gave the speech
all the enthusiasm I could summon.

Smiling, Tatyana brought over a clean shot glass from the
kitchen.    "Here, Sarah.  When he starts to squirt, try to shoot
it in this glass for your daddy."

Sarah began to stroke me again, concentrating with pouted lips
and knitted brows as she aimed my penis into the shot glass.  The
sight of her face and the feel of her hand caused me to
erupt...thick squirt followed thick squirt of whitish-yellow cum
into the glass.   I had never, ever in my life cum so hard. 
There was some overflow onto her fingers, and one squirt missed
entirely, landing on her chest.    Even in the dizzy excitement,
I noticed that Sarah's little flat nipples were puckered,
apparently stimulated.   She grinned in amazed triumph as she
held up the glass nearly full to the top with my cum.

"Enjoy your drink, Joe," smiled Tatyana, who was herself open
lipped and panting slightly.   Sarah handed me the full shot
glass, and I took a sip.   Unlike before, this time I still had a
desire for the cum, warm and thick as I sipped it.  One sip left
the glass half empty.   Another sip as Sarah watched with wide
eyes, and I took it all in my mouth.   I briefly swished it
around, experiencing the slimy, funky taste before I swallowed. 
This was the first time I had ever put a full load in my mouth.
It was so thick, I had to keep swallowing to get it all down, and
it continued to coat my mouth afterwards.

Sarah grinned at me and looked at her slippery hands.   "You can
lick them if you'd like, Sarah," said Tatyana.   Gingerly, Sarah
put her fingers in her mouth and licked, looking up at Tatyana
and then at me.  She kept at it until she licked them clean.  
With sudden weakness I fully realized this innocent little girl
was licking up her own daddy's cum, following his example.  Sarah
smiled shyly and I smiled back, feeling like the total pervert.

We spent the rest of the day in a separate TV room, watching
Disney movies together in our robes.  Much of the time Sarah kept
her hand in my robe, wrapped around my cock as she snuggled up
against me.   My cock rose and fell every time I would reawaken
to the enormity of the fact that my daughter was playing with her
father's penis.   On warning from Tatyana, I didn't do anything
that would make me spend.   The director insisted that all cum
was to be saved for his filming.   We went to bed early, and I
went to sleep exhausted as my daughter's hand clutched my cock.


Part III

During the night I woke up dreaming Sarah was on top of me,
riding my cock and saying over and over, "Daddy I love you."   I
got out of bed, noticing she had released her hold on my cock
during the night and turned onto her tummy with the sheet wrapped
around her.   I had a bitter taste in my mouth, the slimy cum
that remained after I swallowed my load.   I swished a mouthful
of water while I peed.  My cock and balls were unusually
engorged, as though my testosterone was in overdrive.   I
realized I was actually anxious for morning, for another sexual
head trip with my daughter.   It took a while to go back to sleep
and I wished Sarah would roll over and take my cock in her hand
again.

Next morning the routine resumed.  We had another pleasant
breakfast, although Sarah looked a little uncertain and subdued.
The camera crew arrived about 9:00 and Tatyana shoed us to the
bedroom to brush our teeth and comb our hair.

Back in the living room we found the furniture rearranged:  An
examination table with stirrups had been set up in front of
lights.   Unlike the table in the clinic room, this one was
somewhat nicer, of wood and leather construction, with futuristic
looking stirrups rather than the clinical type.   Sarah looked a
little scared, staring at it with large round eyes.    Tatyana
smiled and spoke reassuringly as she took Sarah's robe, placed
her on the table, and adjusted her into the stirrups.   Tatyana
whispered in my ear, "There is no rush to fuck her today.   Just
open her a little and see what fits in easily.   You don't want
to traumatize her."   Tatyana adjusted the tilt of the table to
have Sarah half sitting, so she could look down and see between
her own legs, and watch herself being fucked.   Her eyes were
huge, bright and slightly wet with tears.

With the crew moving in close to film, I came up to Sarah, naked
and my cock already erect.   I had never had such erections
before, and now all I could think of was burying my cock in my
daughter's vagina.   If I had been instructed to rape her, I
admit that I would have done it right then.    Tatyana
congratulated me on my fine erection, as she parted Sarah's labia
and rubbed lubricant into her little cunt.   As the crew filmed,
the production lights glinted off her shiny, lubricated lips.   I
held my cock in one hand and gently parted Sarah's labia with the
other, rubbing my cock's helmet up and down the length of her
slit.    Sarah's eyes moved intently from her pussy to my face,
with a pleading look.  I was mesmerized by the sight of the brown
helmet sliding between the pink folds of her pussy lips as it
searched for the magical hidden opening.  Surprisingly, for a
child, Sarah's body seemed to release lubrication of her own, as
the tip of my penis glided into the opening of her immature
vagina.  

Just half the tip slipped in and she winced, "Daddy, that hurts."
  

I was panting as I brought myself under control, and sipped my
cock out and resumed stroking her slit with the helmet.  She bent
her head and watched too, evidently mesmerized as I was, while I
kept stopping and gently probing at the opening to her childish
tunnel.  With a little more pressure, her tissues yielded enough
to accept my helmet knob enough to hide the brown tip.   I became
lightheaded at the contemplation of my cock penetrating her
pussy, ready to ram home.  

Sarah began to whimper, and her pained look helped me to control
my impulse to thrust.  I left my rod carefully positioned at the
door to her tunnel, and began to gently stroke her flesh around
it with my fingers.   

"That's nice," she said.

Suddenly, as if a trigger were pulled, I began to feel a spasm
deep inside, and I stood in agonizing stillness as my cock pumped
stream after stream of cum into Sarah's pussy.   She was plugged
so tightly, there was no leakage.   Rather her daddy's cum jetted
deep inside her, presumably finding her immature womb in the
hidden place no father's sperm should ever go.   The room spun as
I strained to stay in position, fighting the impulse to push
hard, to fuck.

"Oh, Daddy, it's warm!"

She flashed me an excited smile as I reached with my hand and
stroked her face, then trailed my hand down her body, brushing
her flat chest and tummy.   "I love you so much, Sarah.   It
feels so wonderful to fuck you."

"I love you too, Daddy.  I really like this."

With the excitement dying down, I remembered cameras were
rolling, permanently recording our perverted affection for each
other.  I was too aroused to care.

Gradually my cock began to relax, although the extreme excitement
prevented it from becoming flaccid.   Sarah's tight vagina
slightly released its grip on the head, and I withdrew.  Thick
cum began to dribble from Sarah's vagina.    Tatyana suggested,
"Perhaps Sarah would like Daddy to lick the cum off her pussy?"
 

Sarah glanced at her, then me and mumbled, "OK."

My heart rate increased again.  This was just so perverted.   I
bent over between Sarah's legs, used my fingers to part her
slippery pussy lips, and extended my tongue.  I found that my
tongue only moved the thick cum  without picking it up, so I
applied my entire mouth and sucked...This succeeded in suddenly
pulling my entire load of cum from her pussy into my mouth.  I
leaned up with my mouth overflowing. 

"Show Sarah!" said Tatyana.

I opened my mouth and let Sarah see the yellow-white cream
filling my mouth.   I moved my tongue to display it, swallowed
and forced a smile.

"Oh wow," Sarah crooned softly.

I leaned back down and licked some more.   Most of the cum had
been picked up, but I detected the musty pussy smell I didn't
expect from a child's pussy.   My tongue traveled her slit and
penetrated her vagina.   

"Oh wow," Sarah crooned softly again, arching her knees to allow
me to go deeper.   I probed several times into her vagina, then
moved my attention to her clitoris, which to my surprise, was
actually swollen.   She arched her back and made a deep sound in
her throat.   With this reaction I decided to focus on her clit,
and she began rhythmically cooing, "oh, oh, oh, oh," as my tongue
massaged it.  Soon she was bucking and gasping, then suddenly
spasmed rigidly, arching her pelvis, crying "Ohhh!"   

My little baby had had her first orgasm.   I felt a dribble of
cum forced from my cock dripping warmly onto my bare foot.

Tatyana adjusted the table to allow Sarah to recline, kindly
allowing her space to come down after the intensity of her
orgasm.   I leaned down and hugged her, kissing her forehead.  
Tatyana asked, "Sarah, would you like to suck any remaining cum
from your daddy's penis?" 
"Yes Ma'am."

I brought my semi-erect cock to Sarah's mouth, and she nursed it.
  I could feel thick gobs of cum being extracted down my urethra
into her sucking mouth.   She closed her eyes and sighed
contentedly, cupping my testicles in one hand as she sucked.

The camera continued to roll.


Part IV

Sarah and I were obviously cooperating so well, Olik decided to
allow us some time outside to stroll in the woods adjacent to the
house.   One goon followed at a discreet distance, while Sarah
and I explored a smooth path meandering through the pine forest.
 We wore walking clothes sent over from the hotel by Leo.   The
weather was mild and comfortable.  Sarah held my hand, behaving
as if the sexual experiences we had been sharing caused her to
feel more affection for me than before, rather than the opposite
reaction I might have feared.   She seemed incredibly happy,
chatting away excitedly as we watched birds and squirrels.   The
air was cool and pleasant on our faces, and her cheeks quickly
developed a ruddy pink.

The path followed a decline down to a babbling stream, crossing
on a weathered wooden bridge.   We walked down to the water and
sat on a smooth rock.   She leaned over, dropping twigs into the
stream to watch them swirl away.

"What do you think we'll do next, Daddy?"

I wasn't sure where this was to lead, so I simply asked, "What do
you mean, Honey?"

"What kind of sex will we do next time?   We can do other things
too, can't we?"

I looked at her, perhaps slightly amazed at her eagerness.  
"Well, Honey, I don't know.   Tatyana kind of tells us what to
do."

"But what can she make us do?   Will you fuck me some more?" 
"Well, Honey, I'm pretty sure she wants me to, but she wants me
to be careful not to try to push my penis in too hard, or it
might hurt."

"I want you to try, though.   I think if you go slow I can
stretch some.   I want to feel it all the way inside, Daddy."

I couldn't help but give her a smile, hugging her to me with one
arm as we gazed across the creek.  "Honey, we'll do it, I'm sure,
if that's what you want."

"What else can we do, Daddy?   Will I get to play with your butt
again?   I liked that but I only got to do it a little."

This made me feel a little uneasy.   I was trying hard not to
think about that first humiliation, her fingers pushing inside my
asshole and my cock responding by getting hard.  "I don't know,
Honey.  Maybe.   Or maybe Tatyana will want me to play with your
butt."

"What would you do to my butt, Daddy?"

"Well, I could do what you did to me, or maybe put my penis
inside it."

"Oh wow.  Do people fuck butts too, Daddy?"

"Yes, Honey.   A lot of people do.  It feels good."

"Has anyone fucked your butt, Daddy?"

"No, Honey.  Most men don't get fucked, but they like to fuck
girl's butts."
 
"But why don't men get fucked too, If it feels good?"

"I don't know, Sarah my love.  I suppose if Tatyana wants someone
to, they will fuck my butt."

"I'm going to ask her.  I want to watch someone fuck your
butthole, Daddy.  That would be fun."

While following the trail back to the house, I hoped with all my
heart that Sarah would forget this idea and never make her
request to our captors.


Part V

To my surprise, the camera crew hadn't departed the house for the
day.  They were set up in the examination room, and Tatyana was
waiting for us.  We obviously had more to do, on film.

"I want to start Sarah on some exercises tonight to prepare her
vaginal to accept more of your penis.   Some simple stretching
exercises are all she needs, and you can help her with them.  
Bring her in here, please."  

This time Tatyana had Sarah sit sideways on the table.  She
brought a cup of water and a pill, which she had Sarah take. 
Then she busied herself opening a package on the counter,
checking instructions from the package, and then brought a device
to the table.  It looked like a small, very thin pink dildo or
vibrator with a grey handle attached. 

Tatyana explained, "This is a medical device, a vaginal dilator.
This small diameter will fit any vagina, and gently start to
stretch it and train it to accommodate a larger penis.  There are
four more sizes, up to nearly the size of Daddy's penis, and each
will gently stretch you until you can comfortable take the
largest size.  These were developed for women who, though birth
defects or surgery, have inadequately sized vaginas or whose
muscles spasm, keeping the vagina closed.  They work equally well
to help small girls accommodate adult penises." 

Sarah didn't look like she understood, but she said, "OK."

Tatyana moved Sarah, wearing her robe, to the stirrups.  She
opened the robe to expose her pussy once she was in position.   I
noticed that Sarah's eyes appeared slightly dreamy:  As I
suspected, she was mildly sedated.   Tatyana opened a tube of
lubricant, drew it into a slim syringe, which she inserted well
into Sarah's vagina.  Depressing the plunger, she injected the
lubricant inside, and then smeared more onto her vaginal opening
and labia.  Sarah smiled in a distant way at the gentle touch of
Tatyana's fingers.

Tatyana, positioned the dilator at the opening to the child's
vagina, and began to slide it gently in and out, as a gentle man
does when entering a tight woman the first time, fucking deeper
each time he penetrates her.   Even though the rod was only about
 inch diameter, it filled and stretched Sarah's immature vagina
tightly.  Gradually about four inches of the dilator disappeared
inside, while Sarah still smiled dreamily.   A little more, and
Sarah jerked a little, as if feeling a pain because it bottomed
out.   Tatyana shifted the angle of the device slightly,
penetrating at an angle directed more upward, and continued
pushing.   When she had inserted five inches Sarah again showed
discomfort.   As I followed this procedure, my cock began to
swell under my robe.   I knew I was watching the way being
prepared for my cock to deeply fuck my daughter, and those five
inches would feel like heaven.

Tatyana now began to press the dildo sideways in a circular
motion, stretching Sarah's vaginal walls.   Then she pulled it
out completely and pushed it in again.   This time it moved
easily, Sarah's pussy accommodating it.   As she pulled it out,
her pussy tissue extended with it slightly, as if reluctant to
give up its new friend.  

Tatyana now removed the dildo from the handle, and with a quick
twist secured a similar one of slightly larger diameter.   She
applied lubricant to the dildo, and positioned it against Sarah's
vaginal opening.   The gently pointed end entered easily, but the
thickening body met resistance.    Tatyana began to pump it in
and out in short strokes, gradually coaxing Sarah's tissue to
relax and expand.   Sarah looked dreamily on as the larger dildo
disappeared inside.   Now my daughter was dilated to about three
quarters of an inch, a huge size for a 7 year old girl's immature
pussy, but still much too small for my cock.   I began to feel
discouraged, because by now I desperately wanted to enter Sarah,
and I didn't know how much stretching she could take.   

Tatyana withdrew the dildo, and applied lubricant to the next one
of about one inch diameter.   My cock hardened again as I watched
her preparing it, for this was starting to look like a real
penis, albeit a thin one.    She positioned it against Sarah, and
began pumping it slowly in and out.    Sarah's tissues resisted,
and then yielded, as her body accepted the one inch rod.   About
five minutes later, Sarah's pelvis was strutted around the
tapered rod inserted five inches inside.   She looked painfully
stretched, but not distressed.   She bent over and looked at her
impaled pussy, and cooed softly.   Tatyana had Sarah take the
handle in her hand and withdraw it mostly, then push it back
inside several times.   Sarah smiled at me as she fucked
herself.

Soon Tatyana had Sarah impaled on the next larger size.   The
skin around her outer vagina looked white with strain, but
otherwise undamaged.    After it was fully inside, Tatyana
removed the awkward handle, and helped Sarah stand on the floor.
 Her stance was wide as she tried to minimize the stress on her
pelvis.   With Tatyana's help she took a few steps, probably
further stretching her insides as her body flexed.   Sarah came
up to me and hugged me close, clinging to me as she felt the
fullness in her body, and probably also feeling the fullness of
my erection under my robe.

We ate a light lunch, Sarah sitting on the dining room chair with
the dildo inside.   I wondered at that, imagining how
uncomfortable it would be to sit with something like that up my
ass.  But of course, the angle of her vagina may make the effect
of sitting with a dildo inside a very different experience.  
Clearly Tatyana was giving Sarah's tissues time to adjust and
take a set in their new, large dimensions.

After lunch, we were instructed to take naps, Sarah still wearing
her dilator.   As we lay in our bed, me on my back and Sarah on
her side hugging me, she dreamily reached inside my robe to play
with my hard penis and toy with my testicles.

After lunch, Tatyana had Sarah back on the table.   Drawing out
the dilator somewhat pooched out Sarah's vaginal opening as it
clung to the plastic surface that now lacked lubrication.   It
reminded me of a popular cartoon I had seen on the internet, of a
man with his cock buried in a young child's pussy, the girl's
pussy clinging to his cock in its strutted tightness.   I wished
my cock were there.

Tatyana now prepared the largest dilator size with lubricant and
positioned it against Sarah's vaginal opening.   This one went
only a little and met resistance.   Sarah's face squenched with
pain.  Tatyana pulled and pushed repeatedly, and Sarah continued
to flinch each time.   Tatyana laid down the dilator and took up
the lubricant again.   Filling the syringe, she injected a large
quantity inside, and then massaged more lubricant into Sarah's
outer vagina.   I noticed how floppy loose Sarah's vagina now
appeared, actually a huge gaping hole in so small a girl.   To
think that this opening was going to be stretched even wider.   I
suddenly realized how obscenely huge my cock would look inside
Sarah's tiny pelvis.

Tatyana again started the dildo, and again Sarah flinched.  
Tatyana then applied a steady firm pressure, and the smooth
tapered end of the dildo began to slowly disappear in side.  
Sarah cried in pain, but Tatyana continued to push as Sarah
struggled.   Suddenly the dildo slipped deeply inside as Sarah
screamed.  She then went silent while Tatyana pushed the dildo
home.   Sarah lay back in a daze, with the huge dildo spreading
her childish pelvis, reminding me of a picture of a woman giving
birth to a baby.    

Sarah revived in a few minutes, and Tatyana left the dilator in
place for about a half hour.   Sarah sipped water I gave her with
a straw from a cup, as she lay back stretched over the dildo, her
eyes glistening with tears, fixed accusingly on my face.   She
looked frightened and pained, but also perhaps proud that she had
taken such a large object inside.    Soon, Tatyana removed the
dildo, and Sarah's stretched pussy flopped open.   Tatyana raised
Sarah up to look at herself, and she had me lubricate my fingers
and feel Sarah inside.   As I reached my middle finger inside
Sarah's loose vagina, I hoped we hadn't done lifetime damage to
her.   Even as I thought that, however, I couldn't resist finger
fucking her newly available womanhood, as my cock hardened under
my robe.

Tatyana gave Sarah an additional dose of painkiller, and put us
both to bed.  During the night, Tatyana came in and switched on a
dim light, waking me, to check on Sarah.   She found her asleep
with her hand wrapped around my penis, and then went out, turning
off the light.     

When we awoke in the morning, Sarah was in good spirits, but said
her pussy was very sore.  She was, however, well enough to eat
her usual breakfast, brush her teeth, and take a quick shower at
Tatyana's insistence.

After an examination, Tatyana pronounced Sarah's pussy "lovely"
and said she'd be right as rain in no time.   She helped her up
from the table, and we sat in the living room, cameras on us,
looking for all the world like an afternoon talk show, Dr. Phil
or someone like that.  Sarah and I sat in our bathrobes, Tatyana
facing us.  I wondered what they had planned for us today, and to
my surprise, Tatyana began to ask us about our lives back home.
She repeated our full names, where we lived, Sarah's
school...information I didn't really suspect she had.  She asked
Sarah how she liked her time in Russia thus far, and whether she
was enjoying playing sex with her daddy.   Sarah answered in the
affirmative, despite the pain she had suffered yesterday.  
Apparently the pill she had taken had prevented her from forming
short term memories, because she only vaguely seemed to remember
yesterday's events.   At Tatyana's request, Sarah opened her robe
and spread her legs for the camera, using her fingers to open her
pussy and show off her new stretched vagina with its gaping
opening.   She said she wanted to feel her daddy's cock inside
there, but she hoped I'd wait until it wasn't so sore.  Tatyana
asked Sarah what she would like to do for sex today.   Was there
anything special she wanted to try since her pelvis was too
tender for fucking with Daddy?   My heart began to pound as I
remembered the conversation in the woods.   I was afraid she was
going to say she wanted to watch someone put a penis in Daddy's
ass.

Instead Sarah said, "Can I kiss Daddy's thing?"

Tatyana smiled, "You mean kiss his penis?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"Would you like to suck on it too, Sweet Girl?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"I'm sure your Daddy would like that.  But you know, when he
likes something, he tends to squirt cream.    What will you do if
he squirts while you are kissing and sucking him?"
"Can I drink it like he does?"

"You certainly can, my dear.  That's a wonderful idea!"

At Tatyana's direction, I opened my robe, exposing my cock,
already hard from imagining what my daughter was asking to do.  
My prick was actually bouncing, pointing at Sarah's face as she
knelt between my legs.    I felt her cool little hand grasp my
shaft and start to tentatively pump it, as she studied it with
knitted brows.    Soon her hand stopped moving and held me
steady, as her mouth opened and descended on the tip.   I felt
her warm lips wrap around the head, and I felt my blood pounding
in my ears.   She began to move her lips up and down, as she
experimented in ways to kiss and suck and caress.   I wanted to
spurt right away, but I concentrated on holding my spasms back in
order to prolong this wonderful sensation.   Sarah's head
continued to bob on my cock.

She stopped and looked up at me, smiling.   I watched a string of
pre-cum trail from the hole on the tip to my daughter's bottom
lip.  I will never forget that image.   She shifted one hand to
my ball sack, and teased my balls as she went back to sucking.  
Soon I was about to explode.

"I'm going to cum!"

Sarah concentrated her sucking on just the tip, as if trying to
drink from a giant straw.   I began to feel the tightening at the
base of my balls as my cum load began to erupt.   Suddenly squirt
after squirt shot out of my cock into Sarah's mouth, as she
sucked intently.    

As I finished, Tatyana clapped her hands and exclaimed "Bravo!"

Sarah grinned as she took her mouth off my cock, a string of cum
dribbling down her chin.   She opened her mouth, showing me,
Tatyana, and the camera how her mouth was filled with her daddy's
cum.   Then she swallowed with a look of excited satisfaction.
Watching her, I felt a final spasm, and a thick rope of cum oozed
out my pee hole.   Sarah saw it, bent down, and sucked it off
too.

As the cameras were taken away, and I lay back recovering,
Tatyana asked Sarah how she liked the tasted of Daddy's cum.   "I
love it, she replied.   I hope I can drink it lots."   I
fervently hoped she could too.  I had not a guilty feeling left,
even though I had just committed the most obscene act imaginable
on my daughter.  And I had escaped being butt fucked, since she
seemed to have forgotten she had ever mentioned it. 


Part VI

The next morning, Sarah was again on the table being checked by
Tatyana.   Her vagina had contracted as it healed, and was no
longer so floppy.   Tatyana's lubricated finger slid inside
easily, but the opening was obviously smaller that the largest
dildo.    Tatyana applied lubricant and positioned the large
dildo again.   Again, she encountered resistance.   Sarah was not
drugged this time, and she looked alarmed at the sensation of
pressure.    

Tatyana said, "Be brave, little Sarah.   You will just feel a
little pressure but not much pain.   Your vagina just needs a
little help to remember it is big enough to take Daddy's penis."
 With that, she applied pressure to push the dildo inside.   With
an "Oh!" Sarah accepted it.   The dildo glided inside.  Watching,
my erection returned, and I little doubted it would go down
before I felt my cock buried in Sarah's most private and secret
place.   

"Very good!" announced Tatyana.  "By tomorrow, your pussy will be
happy to receive your daddy's cock.   Just a little more rest is
all she needs."

Tomorrow?

Tatyana:  "After a day to relax, Sarah, you will be ready to
enjoy your first real fucking.   I'm sure you dad wants you right
away, but it would be best to let your tissues recover for one
more day.  

My disappointment was extreme.   One more day?   Sarah looked
disappointed as well, but perhaps relieved also.   Obviously our
hosts had no need to threaten us any more, we were both willing
to degrade ourselves however they wanted, molester and molested.
 The daughter wanted to be fucked by her father, and her father
wanted to fuck his own child, but now, not tomorrow.

So Sarah, the day is yours to relax and watch TV.   That is,
unless you really want to do something else.  Is there anything
you would like?

My mind went back to our conversation in the woods.   Please no.

"Not really," said Sarah, hesitating.

"No?  You don't sound too sure?"

"Well, I don't know.   I don't know what I can say."

"You can say anything you'd like.   Is there something we've done
you would like to repeat?   Some new thing you've wondered about
trying?   It's OK to ask."

Sarah hesitated.

"Can I see you put that thing in Daddy?"

What thing?   I glanced around.   Sarah was pointing to the
dilator, lying on the exam room counter.

Tatyana laughed, "You would like to stretch your daddy's anus?"
She smiled warmly at Sarah.

"What's his anus?"

"That's the word for his ass hole.   Since he doesn't have a
vagina, I'm guessing you would like to put it up his butt?"   I
felt like crawling away.

"Yes," said Sarah.  "I want to make his butt hole big like my
pussy is."

Tatyana smiled, "Bend over the table, Joseph."   

I hesitated.   

"Remember the alternatives, Joe."

I took off my robe.  My cock was definitely not hard now, and I
would almost rather have been dead than to endure the coming
humiliation.    I bent over the table, and Tatyana quickly
lubricated my ass.  Tanya picked up the largest of the dildo's
Sarah had taken.   I felt pressure on my sphincter as Tatyana
pressed it against my anus, then it was withdrawn.   

"Like that, Sarah," said Tatyana. 

I felt the pressure return, but this time understood it was my
daughter holding the dildo.   Not only was this as humiliating as
imaginable, but my daughter was less expert, and her method less
gentle.

Tatyana:  "Joe, if you don't have experience, then listen to me.
 You have to relax.   Act like you are trying to poo, and your
sphincter muscle will let Sarah push it in.   If you don't relax,
she'll just force it in and you will have a very sore asshole. "

The pressure renewed, brutally, and I forced myself to push,
spreading my sphincter, and suddenly felt the dildo shoot inside,
stretching me viciously.  The pain was intense, agonizing.  I
gasped and groaned.   Sarah said "Yaaay!"

I stayed bent over the table, while Sarah pumped the dildo in and
out of my ass.   The shaft was tapered, so each stroke stretched
as she put it in, and relaxed as it came out.   She began
withdrawing it fully, and then starting it anew, which may have
been as exciting for her as it was painful for me.

I suddenly realized my cock was hard again.

Tatyana, "Joe, your daughter is fucking your asshole.   And you
know, your cock is erect again.   Do you like this?"

"No," I said.

"No?" said Tatyana.

"Yes, I like it."

"Good.   Because Sarah likes doing this and you should let the
child have her way sometimes.  She's really loosening your
asshole, so maybe someday if you are fucked, you'll be glad she's
prepared you.

Tatyana had Sarah withdraw the dildo, and I felt my ass relax.  
Tatyana said, "Stay put."  Tatyana turned to the cabinet,
retrieved a package, and withdrew a much large dildo.  
Fortunately Sarah wasn't given control of this dildo, because the
inserting was brutal.  I exhaled a fervent sigh of relief when it
was finally withdrawn from my stretched and tender ass.

A moment later I felt Tatyana's slender fingers applying fresh
lubricant to my anus.   Then I felt stretched again, as if a much
larger dilator were being inserted.   As I pushed to admit
whatever was being inserted, I felt a terrible pressure on my
sphincter.   I realized she was forcing in several fingers of her
slim had at once.   The pressure and the pain grew intense,
followed by slight relief, then an amazing feeling of fullness.

Sarah said, "Oh wow." 

Tatyana said, "This is called fisting.   For this I don't wear a
glove, because part of the fun is feeling the inside of his
asshole.  Your dad is lucky I have a small hand or it would have
hurt a lot more that it did.  I've never seen a girl do it to her
father, but you can do it too if you want.   I can tell he likes
it."

"OK, said Sarah."

I felt my asshole expand again as Tatyana's hand was painfully
withdrawn, then a much smaller hand, then a small fist.   Then I
felt Sarah pumping her fist in and out of my asshole, pumping it,
making squishing sounds as it popped out and when she reinserted
it.   Suddenly my cock began pumping semen, and I came, and came,
and came.    Sarah giggled. 


Part VII

In the morning, my ass felt ridiculously loose but thankfully not
too sore.   Sarah awoke smiling and excited.  
"Are you going to fuck me today, Daddy?"

"I hope so, Honey.   We'll see."

After breakfast, brushed teeth and showers, Tatyana came into our
bedroom with a bottle of Chanel #5 for Sarah.   "Every girl
should get to wear a nice perfume when she makes love" she said
to Sarah, as she supervised Sarah puffing herself with the
atomizer.  "Not too much.  A man doesn't want a girl to smell
strongly, just a little big goes far."   Sarah beamed.   

This time the cameras were brought into our bedroom, which the
housekeeper quickly yet thoroughly freshened.   The bed was
prepared with white sheets and no covers, just several fluffy
pillows.   When all was ready, Sarah and I leaned back under the
sheet and the cameras rolled.   Coached, Sarah said "My daddy is
finally going to fuck me today."

Tatyana didn't try to pretend she was not coaching.  Instead, she
was part of the action as she directed Sarah on top of me as I
lay on my back, above the sheets.  Two cameras filmed from two
directions, as Sarah sat on my pelvis with my erect cock between
her legs.    I fingered her pussy, noting it was still floppy and
gaping, and not lubricated.   Of course, an immature child would
be unlikely to make much or any natural lubricant no matter how
much she wanted sex.   As Sarah looked down, I worked my finger
inside and was, to my surprise, rewarded with a modest amount of
slippery moisture, but not enough.   Tatyana motioned for my
hand, and deposited a generous bead of lubricant onto my fingers,
which I then massaged into Sarah's pussy.

I raised my daughter up, and positioned her over my cock.  She
had a momentary worried look on her face as she looked down to
study the hard cock poised to enter her.   Then she started
lowering herself gradually.  She squinted her eyes and made a
face as her vagina stretched over the tip, but she continued
working herself down.   In a moment, my cock was buried inside
her, filling all five inches of her immature vagina.   About one
to two inches were outside, but I knew not to go further and
injure her.   How greedy could a father be?   I had five inches
more than any father should have, and it felt awesome.

With my help supporting her thighs, Sarah began to slide herself
up and down my cock.   This felt heavenly, as her well lubricated
pussy massaged my penis.   She leaned over and kissed my mouth
like she had seen lovers do in movies, and I inhaled the scent of
her perfume.  As I continued to fuck her rhythmically, I soon
began to feel the pressure building.   I begin to think to
myself, "This is my daughter.   I'm fucking my little daughter.
This is incest.  Her father is going to squirt his sperm into his
daughter's womb."   Suddenly I erupted, furiously spewing into
Sarah's pussy.   She felt the spasms of my cock and the warm
slipperiness of my cum, and she actually seemed to cum herself. 
At least she went off into some kind of happy delirium, perhaps
at the thought of being loved so by her father.


Part VIII

We finished our vacation fucking and sucking in various rooms and
positions.  Once on the couch, once on the kitchen counter, twice
in the shower, once one warm day out in the woods.    Sarah took
my cock doggy style on her hands and knees, and twice I stood and
held her as she rode my cock.   Several times she sucked and
drank my cum, and twice she insisted I drink it after she milked
it into a shot glass.  Many times I licked her pussy to orgasm.
Twice more she fucked my ass with the dildo, until Tatyana
procured for her a strap-on, with which Sarah laughingly fucked
my ass, bouncing hard enough in her childish excitement to draw
tears from my eyes.

After three weeks, including two extra days beyond my original
travel schedule, our captors dropped us off at our hotel.   Leo
greeted us with an insolent grin.   We found flowers in our room.
  The next day we flew home.

Sarah and I had somehow decided, without any discussion between
us, to behave afterwards as if nothing out of the ordinary had
happened.  Her mother's lack of interest eliminated any need to
fabricate memories of the museums and attractions we did not
visit.  She I sleep in separate bedrooms, so there was no need to
explain why I returned from vacation without body hair.  

Sarah and I remained close and affectionate as usual.  She still
sat close and hugged me as we watched TV together, but other than
fantasizing about her when I jacked off alone, there was no
sexuality of any kind.   Perhaps Sarah played with herself at
night and dreamed of my cock.  I wouldn't know.

After three months of relative normalcy, I received an E-mail
from Tatyana:

Dear Joe,

You will be pleased to know the technicians have completed the
rendering and editing of your movie.   It has turned out to be
the best we ever produced.   Thank you and Sarah for your
efforts.   Here is the release statement to our clients:

Dearest PedoSociety Elite Member:

With this delivery you receive your latest subscription, for
which a one-time charge of  250.000,00 has been deducted from
your registered bank account according to the usual terms.  As
always, please remain cognizant that your copy of this production
is encoded and traceable.  The severest sanctions will accrue
against any member who copies, transmits or otherwise releases
his/her version by any means.  The unpleasant severity of these
sanctions has already been explained to you and need not be
repeated at this time.

We are certain that this latest production will be the crown
jewel of your pedophaelia collection.   Seldom, if ever, have we
witnessed this degree of sexual energy between a father-daughter
pairing of such refreshing innocence and personal
attractiveness.

We are pleased to announce that this release is only Part One of
a continuing series.   The stars of our production have agreed to
appear yearly, allowing us to follow the progress of Sarah in the
course of her ongoing sexual experimentation with her father as
she grows toward adulthood.   You may count on many years of
continuing sexual adventures, perhaps even through the next
generation, thanks to the leverage that international pedophaelia
laws give us over our staff of participants.    

Sarah and her father will be returning to our studio next spring,
and Part Two will be distributed by early fall.   Part Two will
feature eight-year old Sarah's wishes for her father's bisexual
coupling, for which we have arranged to enlarge the cast with the
addition of several handsome and athletic male members of
impressive proportion.

Enjoy!

Sincerely,

Tatyana Bresnikof, Assistant Director 

 
P.S.

Joe, we have already reserved your (one night) stay in the
Continental Hotel for June 6 next year.   Your airline
reservations have been booked for travel on June 5 NYC to St.
Petersburg, returning on Jun 28.  Be certain to keep your
calendar clear - You understand the consequences of not showing
up.   Keep that fine body in good shape.  My love to Sarah.  XXX
Tatyana.
























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