Brock eased the head of his cock into Nicky’s ass. He groaned quite audibly as her ass closed tightly around the shaft. Knowing he was taking his daughter’s anal cherry, he proceeded cautiously. Brock took his eyes off her stretching ass long enough to look at Nicky’s face. She was crying, she was taking it and she was a good girl.
“Rub your clit, baby. It will help,” he instructed her. Nicky quickly brought one hand up between her legs and began to masturbate. Little moans escaped her lips as the sensation aided her body in relaxing. The intrusion in her ass seemed less painful now. Brock could feel her acceptance of his cock now. Her hand was rubbing her clit furiously and he couldn’t help but to laugh out loud. “Look at you, whore. You need to cum, don’t you?” he asked.
“Yes, Daddy! I need to cum so bad!” Nicky yelled back.
With that, Brock began pounding his daughter harder. Reaching forward, he grabbed a handful of her hair and rode her ass until he could stand no more. “That’s it, cunt. You’re making your Daddy cum; cum with me now!” he groaned. He exploded in her just as she started to shake and quiver. It felt so good feeling her orgasm surround his cock as he unloaded his sperm inside his slut daughter’s virgin ass.
Brock slowly pulled his dick from Nicky, and slapped her ass hard. “I am very proud of your behaviour today, cunt. You were the perfect submissive. You did everything you were told to do and never once whined or complained.”
Nicky looked over her shoulder at her father. Her ass was burning and she could feel his cum oozing out. She loved hearing those words. “Thank you, Daddy.”
The remainder of the week passed quickly. During the day, Nicky was the perfect college student. At night, she was her Daddy’s cunt. Brock used her when and where he pleased. The daily “punishments” her father had warned her about were never missed. Sometimes she would look at herself in the mirror and smile. Behind the occasional bruise was a little girl who finally had her father all to herself. The fact that she was his fucktoy was a bonus. Nicky truly felt every girl should be so lucky.
When Friday finally arrived, Nicky was more than ready to enjoy the weekend. Walking in the house after her classes, she heard her father chatting on the phone.
“Yes………yes………It won’t be a problem,” Brock spoke, unaware of his little girl’s arrival. Nicky strained to hear more.
“No, she’s ready…..uh huh……Great, 7:00 tomorrow it is. Good bye for now, Bob,” he finished. As he hung up the phone, Brock released his hardening cock from the confines of his jeans. He stroked it a few times, thinking about the gangbang he was arranged for his daughter with his brother Bob. The thought of his whore servicing all those cocks makes him crazy with desire for her.
Nicky couldn’t stand to watch any longer. Without saying a word, she walked into the room, fell to her knees between her father’s legs and began to suck his cock. Her mouth is on him for mere minutes before he is shooting his load down her throat. Such a hungry little cumslut!
“Go now, Nicky. You need to get yourself dressed. We are going shopping for an outfit for you to wear at your ‘coming out’ tomorrow at Bob’s place,” Brock ordered.
Nicky wasted no time in locating the clothes she abandoned upon entering the house. While her last experience with her Uncle Bob had been severe and overwhelming, she knew she wanted more. She remembered hearing her uncle and her father discuss a get-together this weekend. Sliding her skirt on, Nicky licked the remaining cum from her lips. This weekend would be her chance to completely prove herself.
Brock drove Nicky to the nearest adult store. He wanted her in the sluttiest outfit he could find while preserving her little-girl looks and knew this was the place to get it. The store was virtually empty aside from a lone clerk who appeared to rather be somewhere else. “Go to the dressing room and take your clothes off, cunt. I will bring you some things to try on,” he instructed Nicky as he began pulling an assortment of items off the rack. The first thing to try on was a pair of tiny black leather shorts that only covered the top third of her ass, along with a t-shirt that might come low enough to cover her nipples, if she was lucky. Opening the dressing room door, he passed the outfit to his now-naked daughter. “Put these on and then come out and let me see how it looks.”
Nicky took the clothes into the room. She couldn’t believe how little they were. Wiggling into the shorts took considerable effort. The t-shirt was barely there. Surely Daddy must not realize what size she wears, as these are entirely too small. Just as she was about to open the door, she heard voices. Her father was talking with another man right outside the dressing room. Taking her hand from the knob, Nicky thought she might wait until the gentleman left, until Brock called for her.
“Come out here, cunt. I want you to meet someone,” Brock instructed.
Nicky took a deep breath, pulled the t-shirt down as far as she could and opened the door. She slowly walked over to the men, horrendously aware of the centre seam of shorts pulling up as she walked. She could feel her pussy lips now hanging from each side and virtually wrapping around it. The humiliation was enough to make her want to curl up into a ball on the floor and hide.
Brock beamed at Nicky. Never taking his eyes off her, he introduced the two people. “Bill, this is my daughter Nicky. She is now also my subslut. You can call her ‘cunt’. Cunt, this is a fellow Master and a good friend of mine.”
Nicky nodded and managed to whisper “Nice to meet you, Sir”.
Bill did not acknowledge her greeting but instead turned to Brock. “She appears to have great tits.”
“Oh, she does” Brock said with all the pride of any father. Turning to his daughter, he demanded, “Show some respect and pull your shirt up, cunt. Let Bill feel your tits.”
All Nicky could do was close her eyes as she lifted the barely-there top. Her nipples instantly hardened, betraying her totally. Bill brought one hand up and pinched her left nipple. Nicky’s body was learning to respond delightfully to such torment. The two men talked about rather mundane things while Bill continued to assault her nipples, sliding his hand back and forth between the two. It amazed Nicky how this man could be pulling breasts, twisting her nipples and making her cry out and yet not even seem to notice as his eyes never moved to her, nor did his voice change in pitch. It was as if abusing sluts was second nature to him and he did it without thinking. Nicky found it difficult not to admire his restraint and authority.
The men began saying their good byes. Having never officially acknowledged her presence, Bill turned and left Nicky standing there with her shirt up and her nipples red. She felt like such a whore as she realized she had allowed this stranger to man-handled her in a public store without so much as looking at her, simply because her father told her to. Brock used the opportunity to slap her tits and bring her out of her daze. “Pull your shirt down. You look like a slut standing there like that,” he said as he smiled.
Brock paid for the items, along with a new set of matching nipple and clit clamps. Tomorrow night his little girl was going to look like a first class fucktoy and he couldn’t wait to see her used like one.
Saturday was filled with anticipation from the time Nicky woke. Her father had successfully turned her into a cockwhore and she couldn’t wait to see what this evening would bring. She spent the day preparing. Her pussy and legs were shaved, her eyebrows plucked and her make-up applied. She even spent extra time on her hair. She knew her Uncle Bob was expecting company tonight and she wanted to make him just as proud as her father was. This would also be her first opportunity to meet Uncle Bob’s slut and her attention-getting side wanted to make sure she looked better than the other woman did.
At precisely 6:30, Brock walked into his daughter’s room. She looked stunning as she sat there naked in front of her mirror applying some last minute perfume over various spots of her body. “Come over here cunt, and spread your legs,” he demanded. He carefully applied the new clamps to her nipples and then tugged on them. He wanted them tight enough to stay on, but not so tight that she could not wear them for an extended period of time. Without saying a word, Brock then kneeled between is daughter’s legs and applied the clamp to her clit. He performed the same test, although this tug brought a loud whimpering from Nicky, so he tugged it once more just for fun.