Message-ID: <61451asstr$1315023002@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Message-ID: <CAH60ZmSvp1ig-=ZRJRguCPwRaa7ZGJBoRg4rp-Nf6uvThNUViw@mail.gmail.com> From: Darkening Desires <daddywantsapet@gmail.com> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Fri, 2 Sep 2011 11:15:12 -0400 Subject: {ASSM} Daddy's Little Slut (M/f, inc, noncon) Lines: 404 Date: Sat, 03 Sep 2011 00:10:02 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2011/61451> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, newsman *** This story contains sex between a father and his young daughter. It was written as a roleplay excercise, and does not condone actual incest or sex with underage persons. If stories such as this offend you, please skip it. *** DADDY'S LITTLE BRAT - by Darkening Desires Daddy came home early that day. His office had let out early, something about yearly inventory. As he stood in the kitchen by the refrigerator drinking some water, he glanced at the clock on the wall. He realized it was almost time for his little girl to arrive on her school bus. He imagined the look on her young face if he were to be there when she got off and smiled. He opened the front door and headed out to meet her. Little girl hated the school bus sometimes. The older kids teased her and the fifth grade boys smelled since they had gym at the end of the day. She was old enough to walk home, she thought to herself. The school wasn't even that far, especially if she cut through some backyards. But Daddy said she needed to be safe and made her take the bus. "Well today's going to be different!" she said out loud and started off towards home. Daddy slammed the door. When the bus had pulled up to the stop and his little girl wasn't there, he was at first concerned above anything else. That's when he saw he saw Molly, her best friend. He had asked where she was and Molly told him that his little girl decided to walk home. Anger filled him. She KNEW she was supposed to take the bus home and she had defied him despite it. Little girl walked up the path to her house in a daze. She had seen something as she cut across the backyards, and was confused about what she saw and how it was making her feel. Shaking her head, she came back to the world, and pulled out her key. She put it in the lock, turned it, and opened the door... and saw her Daddy standing there looking very, very angry. She didn't understand. Why was he home, it was too early. He spoke angrily. "Where were you!?" He approached her from across the living room. She knew she needed to say something to calm him down. She couldn't let him find out about not taking the bus or what she saw. He would be mad. "I'm sorry Daddy, the school bus was late," she said, "there were some men working on the road." He was next to her now. She could feel the heat of his anger as he raised his hand and moved towards her. He was furious. Not only did she defy him by not taking the bus home, she was going to lie to him about it! Did she think he was stupid? His raised hand struck out quickly right towards her face and passed right next to it as it slammed against the door, shutting it behind her. Now the outside world was gone, and it was only them. "You're lying to me!" He yelled accusingly, "I came home early and went to your bus stop to wait for you, and you weren't on it!" He grabbed her wrist and yanked her further into the house. Her arm hurt where he grabbed her, his grip was so tight. When he yanked, she stumbled behind him for a few steps before falling to her knees, unable to keep up. "Daddy, please stop!" she cried, but he didn't listen he dragged her over into the middle of the living room. "I'm sorry! I should have stayed on the bus. I just wanted to be a big girl". "Shut up!" he yelled. "You defied me on purpose. You're a spoiled brat and you need to be punished!" He raised his hand again, and this time it wasn't the door he made contact with, it was the side of her face. She felt the pain shoot through the whole left side of her face. He felt the slap tingling in the palm of his hand and knew he hit her hard. He didn't care. He was tired of her acting up all the time. He glanced at her face and saw how red it was. He looked at the tears welling up in her eyes. She seemed so innocent, but he knew the truth. If he let her off easy, she would keep acting up. He raised his hand again and slapped the other side side of her face. Her head jerked to the side and her face buried itself in the sofa. He heard her muffled cries. He almost believed she was sorry... almost. He knew what had to happen next. He sat down on the sofa and pulled her by her arm over his lap. "NO! PLEASE NO!" She screamed. He lifted her skirt to show her little girl panties - white with little yellow flowers on them. Again he felt the anger as he thought how her innocent looks tried to hide her nature. He raised his hand and brought it down against her little ass cheek. The pain shot through her butt. She cried out in pain. It didn't stop Daddy's anger. Again and again his hand came down across her butt. First one side, then the other. Over and over again for what seemed like forever. Each slap pushing her forward across his lap, then she would slide back, relaxing for the split second between hits. Tears streamed down her face, her cries were caught in her throat from the pain. She could barely breathe. The spanking kept coming, It seemed like Daddy would never stop when, without warning he did. She continued to sniffle and not move, for fear of making him angrier. He was about the strike again when he noticed his leg. Where she had been rubbing across, there was a damp spot. Was his little girl getting aroused by this? "What the fuck??" he thought to himself. She was too young to know about sex, never mind actually be getting aroused. Rage filled him. He had to see for himself. His hands went to her panties and pulled them down around her knees. "What?! Daddy! NO! Oh my god NO DADDY PLEASE NO!" Little Girl cried, but he paid no heed. He pulled her legs apart and pushed his index finger hard into her. She WAS wet. The fucking bitch was turned on by this. He threw her off his lap. She spilled onto the floor with her legs towards him and he saw a glimpse of her tiny 8 year old pussy from underneath the skirt which had partially fallen back down. "You fucking little harlot. First you fucking defy me, then you fucking lie to me, now you're fucking enjoying your own punishment?!" He yelled at the top of his lungs, his anger unable to be contained anymore. His hands went down to his pants and started unbuttoning them. "I'm going to teach you a lesson you won't forget then you little whore!". He unzipped his fly. She didn't understand what was going on. What the words Daddy was yelling at her. She was terrified, she didn't know why he thought she was enjoying her punishment. She hadn't done anything other than cry and scream. She didn't understand why he ripped down her panties either, or put his finger down there. Now she was on the floor, paralyzed by fear, as her Daddy approached her. He had gone undone his pants and she was looking at his thing. He moved over her face, and it was right in front of her, she was scared and confused, but she was still to terrified to move. He pushed it against her mouth. "Eww, no" she thought. She shook her head, she didn't want this. She turned her head to the side and tried to call out. "Please Daddy No, I don't underst..." Her voice was cut off as her Daddy grabbed her by the throat and jaw and snapped her head back around and stuck his thing in her mouth. She almost choked at it hit the back of her tiny throat. He was pumping it in and out of her mouth very fast. It was too much for her. She started to gag and spit up. The spit bled out around the edges of his thing, and fell back onto her face. The more she gagged, the more spit there was. Her tears mixed with it as she kept crying silently. Unable to make any real noise with her Daddy in her mouth, she sobbed quietly around his thing. He slammed his cock over and over into her mouth. He could feel the sobs vibrate against his shaft. He could feel the saliva swirling around in her mouth and could see it seeping out the corners of her mouth. He could see the tears welling behind her shut eyes and streaming down her face. "Good!" he thought, "Maybe she'll learn her lesson. Maybe She'll understand that she's a spoiled little brat!" He continued to use her mouth like a masturbation device. Despite doing it to teach her a lesson, he couldn't help but notice how amazing her mouth felt. He kept slamming it in and out of her mouth, her sobs starting to be pleasurable to his ears, knowing that he was teaching his Little Girl a lesson. "That's it you fuckin' little whore! Take Daddy's cock in your mouth!" he yelled at her as he slapped the side of her face. Soon he felt that tingling feeling in his balls, and felt his cock ready to burst. He really wanted to teach her a lesson so he pulled out of her mouth. As he pulled out of her mouth, she coughed up all the saliva and it fell all over her face, covering her in her own spit. She was still crying, her eyes shut. At least he'd finally stopped. Maybe he was done, maybe he'd let her go to her room and clean up. She opened her eyes to see her Daddy rubbing his thing... his cock... that's what he had called it over her. It looked like he was concentrating on something. She didn't understand. "Daddy," she sobbed, "Whats going on? Why...OWWW!" Her voice was stopped by the hard slap across her face. "Shut the fuck up slut!" He growled at her, "You're mouth is used for fucking, not talking back - not for questioning Daddy. I'm going to cum all over you like you fucking deserve. You're my fucking little cum rag daughter. That's what you should be used as." She was confused... cum... he kept using words she didn't understand. She could tell he was mad though and the names were bad. Suddenly her daddy let a loud grunt out and stuff started shooting from his cock. it covered her face, her hair and her clothes. Some of it went into her mouth, it tasted salty. She knew it wasn't pee, since it wasn't yellow. It was white and sticky... this must be the "cum" he was talking about. There was so much of it, it was completely covering her face and neck. Her eyes started to sting from it. She tried to wipe it out, but he fell down over her and slammed her arms down. She cried out in pain. "NO! You don't wipe Daddy's cum off. You wear it. You're Daddy's Little Whore now." He finally let her go, and she curled up into a ball, crying. Daddy watched her there whimpering. He happened to glance at the clock and noticed what time it was. Something started to dawn on him, even walking, she should have arrived home about a half hour earlier. There was something else she was keeping from him. It looks like his lessons weren't over yet. "Why weren't you home earlier?" He asked, raising his voice? She sniffled, and looked up at him, the cum starting to dry a little on her face and hair, shook her head and spoke "I.. I.. walked... *sniff* home. It took longer... *sniff* than bus". She could barely get out the sentence because of her tears. "You're lying to me again! Right after I just punished you once!! Do you never learn anything?!" His voice was filled with hate and rage. He slapped her hard on her face again and again. "What aren't you telling me you fucking little brat whore?!" he screamed. Meekly, she said "O...O...OK. There... was something else". She looked up at him pleadingly. He stared down at her with anger in his eyes and said "Go on." Through the sniffles and the crying, she told her story: "Well, I was cutting through the backyards, and I got to the Jameson's yard." she started. "As I was about to get through, I heard some strange noises from the house... i know I shouldn't spy on people, but I didn't know what it was." "I looked in the window and there was Mr and Mrs Jameson... she... she... she was in his lap. She was making strange noises and moaning. Her shirt was off. She was bouncing up and down, I didn't understand." She looked at her Daddy and he was red, still angry... she didn't want to stop too long, because she was afraid he would hit her again. She whimpered thinking about it. "She started moving faster and faster, and then Mr Jameson howled like a dog and they stopped and he started kissing her boobies." "I didn't know what was going on... Please believe me! I just know I felt funny... like down there. I'm sorry Daddy! I'm sorry!!" She started crying again. Daddy looked down, clearly more angry than ever. He was flushed red. She also happened to notice that his cock which had been kind of dangling there, was sticking straight up again, like when he put it in her mouth. She was scared he was going to do that again and just started whimpering "please...please... please" over and over again. The next thing she knew he was throwing her back down onto the floor and moving on top of her. "You fucking look in other peoples windows to watch them fuck!? What are you some fucking animal slut?!" He yelled as he started to smack her face again. "Well If you're going to act like an animal slut, I'm going to make sure you're treated like one!". He grabbed her white school uniform dress shirt by each side and yanked it open, the buttons flying everywhere. Her chest exposed to him, he grabbed her nipples and pulled them hard. She screamed "OWWW!!! DADDY NO! PLEASE!! I'M SORRY!! I'M NOT AN ANIMAL SLUT!". "Yes you fucking are! You even got turned on by watching them, not even knowing what you were watching!!" His hand went to her skirt, she tried to stop him but he just grabbed both her wrists with his free hand. He moved his hand away from her skirt and undid his belt. "Oh god!" she thought, "He's going to beat me with the belt.". She started acting hysterical. He had never hit her with the belt before! She squirmed underneath him. She felt his hands grab her and he flipped her around onto her stomach. Next he grabbed her hands and felt the cold leather of the belt wrap around them. She kept struggling until a she felt the hard smack on her bare butt. He cinched the belt tightly around her hands. They were now behind her... she couldn't do anything about it. "You're a fucking brat! A fucking animal brat slut!!" He yelled at her. "You need to look like one. You need to be treated like one!!" The next thing she knew he was ripping the back of her shirt open. The two halfs of the shirt dangled on her arms, unable to fall off because of her hands being tied behind her back. Then his hands were on her skirt... that too, was torn all the way up to the top, so that it hang loosely on either side of her butt. "Please Daddy! I'm sorry!! I won't do it anymo..." She was suddenly choking as he grabbed her throat from behind. "What did I tell you!? Your fucking mouth is for fucking, not god damn talking back whore!!" He barked. "Oh no!" she thought, he's going to put his thing... cock... in my mouth again. Instead, she saw him reach off to the side and pick something up off the floor. She couldn't tell what it was since he was behind her, but then suddenly his hand was at her mouth, and she realized he was stuffing her panties into it. "There. That will teach you to shut the fuck up when I tell you bitch!" he screamed. "You want to act like a filthy animal, I'm going to make you one. I'm going to make you mine!" he yelled as he moved behind her. He lifted her up onto her knees. Since her hands were tied behind her back, her face firmly hit the floor. He stood back and looked at her, her as high in the air and her tattered clothing. Her tiny pussy exposed to him. He wasn't waiting any longer, she needed this final lesson. He needed to train her like the animal she was. That was the only way she would learn to obey him. He moved into position behind her. She was barely able to breathe with her panties stuffed in her mouth. She felt the saliva soaking into them, could taste them. Her nose was dribbling, running down her face from crying so much, and her tears were still flowing, her sobs muffled by her own panties. Daddy was behind her and she didn't know what he was doing. Suddenly she felt his hands on her... on her private place. He was rubbing her back and forth really hard. Whimpering she tried to pull away from him. His other hand moved to her shoulder and pushed her back towards him. "Stop trying to get away you fucking animal!" he yelled, "You're going to take your punishment and like it". The hand that had been rubbing her moved away and quickly came down with a smack right where he had just been rubbing. The pain shot through her and she tried to cry out, only to gag on the panties and her own saliva. Some of her spit escaped from the sides of her mouth around the panties and started dribbling to the floor in long strings. Suddenly she felt Daddy rubbing against her special place again, but it didn't feel like his hand. She dared to look back and saw he was rubbing his cock against her. Her eyes widened in terror. What was he doing? She didn't understand what was going on, but she knew she was more scared than she ever had been. She started squirming, trying to get away. This time Daddy put his hands on both his shoulders and pulled him back to her hard. She cried out loudly, even through the panties as she felt a shooting pain emanating from between her legs as she was suddenly filled up with her Daddy's cock. He plunged into her in one stroke. He heard her cry out in pain. It didn't matter. She was his fuckhole. He'd teach her that there was consequences for acting the way she does. The tightness around his cock felt too good. He knew he shouldn't feel this way about it... that it was her punishment, but that tight little girl cunt was too warm, too tight. He started pumping in and out of her, his cock pistoning at super fast speeds. He knew he was tearing up her little pussy. He didn't care. She'd learn to love it. "That's it you fuckslut!" he grunted, as he slammed into her so hard. "Your cunt is so tight, It won't be long before Daddy teaches you his big lesson!" He heard her sobs quiet down to a mere whimpering. She was finally becoming compliant, finally accepting her punishment like a good girl. He knew she was too spoiled to stay this way, too much of a brat, but he would deal with that again when the time came. For right now, he was proud of her that she was learning her lesson. With that pride, he felt his balls contract, and his cum start to burst from his cock, deep inside her. She was still whimpering, but she had finally resigned herself to Daddy's punishment. He kept moving his cock in and out of her private place... her cunt he called it. She was sorry for all that she did to make him mad. It was her fault. This was her punishment and she deserved it. Finally, as he pushed inside her one last time, he ground into her deeply and her eyes went wide as she felt his cock flex and a warmth fill her. She guessed it was the same stuff... his cum.. that he shot over her earlier. Daddy moved off her, removed his belt from her arms, her panties from her mouth, then rolled her around so she was on her back. Her legs were sore, she was unable to close them. He looked down at her and said: "Daddy's going to take a shower now and clean up. You better be a good girl and do the same.", and with that he just left her lying there on the floor. She stayed there for a while, unable to move, unable to process what had just happened. She felt the warm cum seeping out of her cunt onto the floor. She moved her fingers down there, rubbing herself, without knowing why. His cum coated her fingers. She started to rub faster. She was feeling a tingling sensation in her, radiating out of there. Her body flushed and her little nipples hardened. Suddenly there was a great release of pleasure and she felt so good. She'd never felt like this before. She knew it was because of Daddy. Because of the way he treated her. The way his hot cum felt inside her. She got down on all fours, and moved her face to where the cum had leaked out of her. She started licking it up off the floor. It tasted salty. She kept licking it. She liked the taste. She knew she shouldn't. She knew it was her punishment, but she wanted more. So she started thinking of other ways she could get Daddy angry, and her lips curled into a bratty grin. --- Visit darkeningdesires.tumblr.com - more images and stories to come. <1st attachment begin> <HTML removed pursuant to http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/erotica/assm/faq.html#policy> <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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