The Maing of Daddy's Slut

He continued to stroke Nicky's long hair, knowing she had fallen asleep on his chest. He smiled as he realized it had probably been ten years since they sat in this same position. Now here she was, a grown woman preparing to start college and learning of her submissive side from her own father. He cleared his mind for a moment to listen to her breathing.

Brock had been involved in the world of BDSM for over 20 years. When he married Nicky's mother Louise, he was honest and upfront with her about all of it. Louise tried, but all the training in the world was not going to make her the subslut Brock needed. It simply wasn't in her heart. This caused immense strain on their marriage and eventually led to their divorce when Nicky was only five years old. He couldn't help but to wonder what Louise would have thought had she seen her daughter sucking off a stranger today. It may not be who Louise was, but it appears that their daughter has all the makings of a true submissive and Brock intended to explore this to the limit.

His fingers came down to softly stroke her nipples and he marvelled as they hardened under his touch. Lifting her carefully, Brock stood and laid Nicky on the couch. She will need her rest. He left her there to call his brother Bob and make arrangements for that evening.

Several hours later, Nicky stirred from her sleep. The house was quiet and it took her a minute to convince herself that all that had happened was real and not a dream. She was still surprised at how things transpired so rapidly, and couldn't help but to notice the wetness between her legs was growing just thinking about it. Nicky slipped her hand down there, and was quickly reminded of one of Daddy's rules: she is to keep herself totally shaven from now on. A big grin spread across her face as she jumped up and headed for the shower.

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Bob could not believe it when his brother told him what a slut his niece had become. While he had his own submissive, the thought of helping to break in Nicky gave him an instant erection. Brock had invited him to be there for 7:00, but Bob was unsure whether he would be able to hold off that long. He couldn't wait to use the new family whore.

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Nicky stood in front of the mirror and ran her hand over her freshly shaven pussy. It was so smooth, so soft. She ran downstairs to show her father.

"Daddy, look! I did something for you," she called to him as he sat reading his paper. Brock glanced up and immediately noticed her new look.

"Come her, baby," he instructed. When Nicky was within arms length, he reached out and slid his hands over her cunt. He watched as her eyes closed and she moaned. What a sweet slut. Without warning, Brock slapped her. "Now doesn't that offer a much more delicious sting?"

Nicky gasped, the sting quickly going from a pain to a pleasurable tingling sensation. She could only nod. "You best get used to that. Quite often I will cause you some discomfort simply because it pleases me see you wince and hear you whimper." Nicky was still panting.

Brock laughed at her. "You are to go grab a light supper and head downstairs to the dungeon. Your Uncle Bob will he here in 30 minutes."

Nicky's mind reeled as she ate her turkey sandwich. What would her uncle think of her now? Was he like Daddy? Would she have to suck his cock like she did Allen's earlier? What things from the walls of the dungeon would Daddy decide to use on her? Nicky was so excited she could hardly sit still. Maybe Daddy was right. Maybe she truly was a fucktoy who needed to be used.

Entering the room was like entering another world. While she had gotten a glimpse of a small portion the night before, it turned out to be much bigger than she anticipated. Scanning the dungeon, Nicky checked out the assortment of paddles, whips and ropes that hung orderly on the pegs. There was something that looked like a saw horse used by construction workers, a big wooden X against one wall, various tables, and a few other items she couldn't quite figure out.

"So what do you think?" Brock inquired. Nicky turned quickly, startled by his sudden presence.

"There is so much here Daddy. Will you use it all?"

He laughed at her ignorance. "Not all at once, little slut. Step over here."

He led her to what she thought was a very small bench. He pulled her hand, leading her up onto a step on one side. "Let me show you how this works. Bend over now." He didn't wait for her to move by herself, but rather grabbed her hair and pulled her down. He began adjusting knobs for height and width. The bench was wide enough to only give her support between the middle of her stomach, up to the top of her chest. Her tits fell through a space in the middle, allowing them to swing free. Another small wheel on the base tilted the stand, raising her ass higher in the air and lowering her head. Brock then strapped her arms and legs to each side and stood back to check out his work. Perfect. He reached under to pull her tits, and made a mental note to weight them down soon. Moving around behind her, Brock ran his hand over his daughter's ass and down between her thighs. She was soaking wet.

"Look at this pussy juice already. You are such a wanton whore. From this moment forward, you will not say a word unless directly asked a question. Do you understand?"

"Yes Daddy," was all she said.

With that, Bob walked in. He was greeted by the sight of his niece's ass and cunt on full display for him. "Well look at this."

Brock turned to say hello to his brother. "What do you think? Pretty hot little whore, isn't she?" Nicky's face turned a crimson red. How humiliating to be talked about like she wasn't even present while they ogled her most private parts. Humiliating...and most exciting.

Brock went over to the wall and grabbed a soft flogger. "She has obviously sucked and fucked before and for that she needs to be punished. As a matter of fact, Nicky," he continued as he turned to her, "you will be punished somehow everyday. One, because you are a slut and all sluts need daily discipline. Two, to always remind you that you are nothing but a whore put on this earth to satisfy cocks and finally, so you will never forget exactly who owns you." With that, he brought down the flogger over her ass.

Nicky let out a bit of a yelp. When the second struck a bit harder, she cried out louder. By the time the third hit, she was screaming. Brock was egged on by her reaction, as well as the sweet redness rising in her ass cheeks. He stopped momentarily to rub them, and then continued. Meanwhile Bob pulled three small clamps from the wall and proceeded to attach one to each nipple. Nicky held her breath as they were tightened. Bob slapped each tit for good measure.

Brock put aside the flogger and took the third clamp from Bob. "You best shove your cock in her mouth to keep the whore quiet." Bob wasted no time removing his pants. He grabbed Nicky's hair and pulled her head back.

"Open your mouth for Uncle Bob," he ordered her. She gasped at the jerking of her head, and Bob used that opportunity to slam into her mouth. He could hardly believe this was the same little girl he used to amuse with piggyback rides. Just then, Brock attached the third clamp to Nicky's clit. She screamed, and Bob just held her close to him and enjoyed the feeling her reaction was having on his cock.

Brock pulled up a chair and sat next to her where he knew she could see him while her uncle fucked her mouth. "The pain will dull, Nicky. Soon you will feel nothing but the most pleasurable ache." She glanced over at him, unable to answer.

"I was very proud of you today when you shaved your pussy without being reminded. I expect I will never have to remind you to follow an order. Let us go over a few additional rules for your training. To recap, you will stay shaven, you will wear absolutely no clothes when in this house, and you will do what I say and when. Now this includes...suck your uncle's cock harder, baby. He needs to see what a good cocksucking whore you really are," he interrupted himself. Brock continued. "This includes your name. From now you, you will primarily be called 'cunt'. I will introduce you to people as that so they know what you truly are. I also expect you behave like a young lady when necessary and keep your grades up in school. Do you understand?" Nicky could only nod.

Brock stood to unzip and remove his pants. He walked behind her while she grunted, slurped and choked on Bob's cock. What a sweet sight she was. With no warning, he slammed his cock deep inside her and held himself there. Brock reached under with one hand and flicked the clamp on her clit. Nicky whimpered, but more importantly her pussy muscles clamped onto his cock, giving him the desired reaction. He started sliding in and out of her tight hole at a slow, but regular pace.

Bob felt the same clamping effect on his cock from her mouth, which almost sent him over the edge. He pulled out quickly, and slapped her face with his prick. Over and over he smacked her. "You fucking cocksucker, you are going to learn to worship cocks, crave cum and ache to be hurt!" With that, Bob unloaded a steady stream of cum onto his niece's face. "That's it, you hot little cumslut."

Nicky tried to lick up what she could. They talked so nasty to her, and yet it still sounded like compliments. She knew she had made him cum hard. She liked the reaction she got when they came. Her father was right about the pain. Her nipples and clit throbbed deliciously. She could feel herself slipping into a world she barely knew anything about.

Brock started to fuck her harder. "Hurt the slut Bob. I want to feel the cunt tighten on my cock again."

Bob did not need to be asked twice. He grabbed a different flogger and started swinging it up to connect with her tits. Nicky cried out as he beat them over and over again.

"Fuck yessssss," Brock moaned. "Such a tight little whore." He took his thumb and shoved it into his daughter's ass. "This will be next," he warned her.

Nicky tried to keep breathing. As her father fucked her and stretched her ass and her uncle abused her tits, Nicky felt herself releasing, almost floating. There were no more doubts in her mind. She would be the fucktoy her Daddy needed, because it was now what she needed as well. She needed to be used and abused. She was a bad slut and she deserved it. Nicky smiled despite the pain her body felt.

Brock pulled out of her hole and moved to face her. "Suck the cum out, you nasty cunt." Without hesitation, Nicky opened her mouth and inhaled her father's cock.

Bob dropped the flogger and moved behind her. His cock was hard again and he wasted no time in shoving it inside. "Oh fuck, what a tight little pussy you have, cunt".

The men continued to slam her from both ends. When her uncle reached down to play with her clit and her father bent over to grab her tits, her own body started to convulse. "That's it. Cum you sweet bitch," her father ordered.

No one had to tell her twice. Nicky's body shook as her orgasm took over her body. Her twitching and shaking muscles only served to push the cocks using her to their limits. Bob pulled out and shot his second load all over her ass. He watched the contrast of his white cum running over her still red and slightly bruised cheeks.

Meanwhile, Brock grabbed her hair once more and lifted his cock from her mouth. He smiled as he looked at his brother's cum still dripping from her face and began adding his own to the mix. He shot some in her mouth, knowing she was probably thirsty. The rest added compliment to what was already there.

The brothers stood back panting, looking at her just laying there. She was well fucked. Brock bent over to remove the clamps, once again releasing that scream from her that he adored so much. He softly rubbed her nipples and tender clit. "You did very well, cunt. You tests are not finished, but I must say I am very pleased so far and most proud of you."

Nicky smiled. Daddy was proud of her. She loved hearing those words more than any other. Brock motioned to Bob to grab something else off the wall.

"Now you will stay here as you are and think about things. You will think about what a slut you are, and how much you love being Daddy's whore," Brock demanded. "You will think about some of the pain you experienced and why you will continue to take more because you need and deserve it. Do you understand, cunt?"

"Yes, Daddy. I do." She was so tired and weak it took all she had to whisper the words.

Brock grabbed the vibrator he had asked Bob to get and shoved it in her cunt before turning it on. Nicky's throat gurgled a low moan.

Bob turned to his brother as they stood watching her. "Look at your cunt. Cum dripping off her, ass and tits a glorious red."

Brock smiled with pride. "She looks beautiful when she has been well used and covered in cum." After a moment of watching her squirm on the vibrator, he said to Bob, "Come on, bro. Let's grab a beer from the fridge. I'll be back for you later, cunt."

With that, the men turned and left her. Nicky heard Uncle Bob ask about her helping his own slut serve at his party the following week. She lay there, still licking the bits of cum from her face that her tongue could reach. The vibrator continued humming. Looking around the room, she saw so many more tools to be explored. Sighing, she squeezed the vibrator inside herself, pushing it against her g-spot and forcing herself to orgasm again.

Daddy was right. She really did need this. She truly was his cunt now.