Wendy and Her Very Cruel Daddy

There was this amazingly beautiful girl, Wendy, who I found on line in the spring of that year. She had long blonde hair and a gamine face with intense green eyes that flashed when she made a joke or talked some backtalk. Her bottom was a treasure in any story and more than that she'd kept it cherry. A delight.

We started out that relationship as kitten and Daddy. I'd written a story about a former lover who had played that game with me and Wendy had read it and seen herself in it. She had sent me an appreciation and we struck up a conversation.

I came to her city and rented a nice house, just outside of town. It was important there not be any close neighbors. We both wanted it to go much farther than we'd ever been. One of those magical gambles you make in this kind of relationship. We were going to play the Daddy/little girl game. From voice files and phonecalls I knew Wendy could do a believable eleven year old. We would explore her sexuality as a young girl and my sexuality as a very evil Daddy to her. Wendy had beautiful and large breasts. When I first saw her I thought of that old saying that men want a twelve-year-old with big boobs. Certainly this woman could give me that.

She was to drive out to my location. I was just waiting for her, dressed in a red dressing gown. She was to be naked when she came to the door. I told her she could wear a raincoat in the car, and sandals, but that they were to stay in the car. She wouldn't be allowed clothing when she was with Daddy, except for what Daddy had brought to dress her up and play with.

The rule was this, and she had made this rule herself, “anything that Daddy wants he can have.” I had said, “are you sure, I have quite an imagination,” and she replied, “I'm counting on it.” So I was more than ready to go into the very heart of my darkness.

There was a knock at the door. It was summertime and sunny out. A mild breeze came in through the open windows. I answered the knock and opened the big oak door and there she was, a beautiful child, barefoot, naked, golden hair, gorgeous green eyes, smooth between her legs, nipples hard, kneeling on my doorstep. “Hello my Daddy. Here is your little girl Kitten. Your toy.”

“My what?” I said, “your Pain-toy Daddy. Come to be hurt for your pleasure.”

I grabbed her head with one hand and loosened my robe so it fell open. My cock was already hard, seeing her, and I pushed him into her face, rubbing him against her cheeks and into her eyes and finally into her mouth. She gulped him and I could tell she was relaxing her throat muscles, straining to take him full down her throat. I held her there for longer than could have been comfortable and I could feel her gagging and starting to retch.

I pulled him out, and pulled her to her feet. “Come in Wendy, my sweet kitten. You are so beautiful my little one. Now talk like a little girl.”

She cursied, “Yes Daddy. I will. I'll be your little girl. I been good Daddy. Is it time for my special spanking?”

I smiled. “You know Daddy always wants his belt between your legs. Every minute of every day, Darling. Shall we go to the bedroom?” “Wherever you want me, Daddy. And whenever.” She was the sweetest. “First,” I took her in my arms and kissed her, forcing her mouth open quickly and fucking her mouth with my tongue, relentlessly. She responded by sucking on my tongue and trying to wrap her tongue around it. She pushed her body against me, my cock jumping on her belly. “Yummy, Daddy. I like these Big Girl Kisses.” I took her hand and led her to the bedroom, “Big Girl Kisses lead to Big Girl Whippings in Daddy's House.” “Yes Daddy,” She jumped a little when she said this, clearly excited to be there.

In the bedroom the coverlet was pulled off the bed, leaving a maroon sheet. The four corners of the bed were all topped with posts around which were already secured bonds for my darling. On the dresser in front of the bed lay my assortment of pain toys for my Beautiful Darling PainToy. There were switches from a willow, several, a riding crop, an expensive cat o'nine tails, and my old faithful worn leather belt. Probably my favorite. Wendy walked over to the dresser and looked at the tools, her green eyes big and solemn. “Daddy's not kidding, is he?” she moaned. “No games here my kitten. Just your sobs and screams. You will note there isn't another house close by.” I pointed out the threespan window overlooking the bed. The curtain were pulled back and all you could see was a tree-covered hill and the backyard of the house, surrounded by bushes and other growth. I like the daylight and I wanted to see her in full agony in the sunlight. As the afternoon progressed the sun would cover the bed.

“Oh Daddy,” she spoke in her eleven year old voice, “Daddy I'm a scared.” I could see she was trembling. “Time to get on the bed, darlin'” “Okay, Daddy, I will,” And she crawled up the bed, on her belly, that beautiful hair spread out on her flawless back. She looked over her shoulder, “You want me on my back Daddy?” I took one of the switches and whisked it down on her bottom. “You should know me well enough to know what I want immediately,” “Yes Daddy,” she flipped herself over and spread her legs for me, “Daddy wants to hurt my pussy.” “That's my girl.” I was pleased with the sight of her, waxed clean and shiny, legs spread unevenly, knees bent. “Can you stay spread for the first whipping, or should I tie you up right away?”

She grasped the post at the head of the bed, in each hand. She spread her legs wide, experimentally. “let me try and be your good girl, Daddy. Let me try and keep them open for your belt.” And she spread herself prettily. I must admit I almost fell on her and licked her then. But that wouldn't have been right. I took up the switch and switched her between her legs and she started to close them, fought with herself and got them wide again, “ooh Daddy, that smarts a little.” I whipped it down again, aiming for her hooded clit, “Ouchy Daddy, Ouchy.” She snapped her legs shut. “Looks like my good girl needs some help here.” “Oh golly Daddy, Okay!”

And she lay there spread-eagle and waited while I took the ropes at the corners and attached her arms to the two upper corners and her legs to the two lower corners. I said, “Lift your bottom” and slid a big pillow under her so that her mons was elevated. “Now, is my kitten tied tight?” She pulled at her bonds and smiled at me, “I guess I won't be getting away, will I Daddy?” I smiled at her and shed my robe, feeling my cock with my left hand, switch in my right. “Oh no. You'll not be getting away from this. What can your Daddy have from you?”

She licked those perfect lips and her eyes seemed to flash when she said, “Anything!! Daddy can have Anything He wants! Wendy is His now.”

I trailed the switch over her body, caressing her breasts and teasing the nipples, first one then the other. I slashed her tummy, not very hard repeatedly, and then slid the switch between her pussy lips. “The way this is gonna go, darling, is I am gonna switch your pussy for awhile. Then I'm gonna lick your pussy for awhile. Then I'm gonna get my belt out and lather your pussy for a good long while. Then, if you are a really good baby and cry for me, I will lick you and let you come, and you better ask permission first, and then I will fuck your pussy until you are a sore little girl.” “Oh Daddy, you are so good to your kitten!”

I stood over her, feeling powerfully and frenzied, the pit of my stomach hollow with need. I switched the willow switch over her breasts, snipping at the nipples, increasing the strength for the bottom of her tits. I layed several hard slashes on her belly, hard enough to mark her and make her say, “oof Daddy. Oof, owie!!” And then I pulled the switch up to my shoulder and looking down at those beautiful eyes I said, “ask me for it,” “Please Daddy, make it hurt real bad!!” She looked scared and excited and then her face started trembling as the switch painted her labia with pain. I switched her hard between her legs thirty or forty times, letting up a little every few strokes and then coming back harder than ever. She started sobbing, the tears running down her face, “Oh aaahh oh please Daddy, ooooh aaahhh!!!!” Then she was sobbing, “boohooohooohoo. Hurts Daddy. Hurts so much.” I loved how red and swollen her mons was already. My cock was big and hard and I decided to change the game plan. I knelt at the top of the bed and rubbed him on her face, in her tears. So sweet, while she sobbed. Then I put him in her mouth and took the switch and switched her between her legs vengefully while fucking her face.

I almost came at that, but stopped myself in time. She was already a sight, her face wet with tears, her make up smeared. I kissed her deeply and then kissed my way down her front, biting her nipples and barehanding the side of her breast and came to her pussy. I started licking her lips, reaching in with my tongue and then my fingers. She started to tremble. “You better ask permission before you go coming on me, young lady,” “Oh Daddy. Whatever you say,” I could tell she was straining to hold back. I licked her slowly and carefully, sucking at her clit for the next ten minutes, fingering her lightly.

I saw up and looked up the bed at her. She seemed dazed. Looking back at me she smiled a small smile. She half licked her lips. “Is it time for your belt, Daddy?” “Have you been Daddy's good girl?” “Yes, yes I have, honest Daddy.” “And did you bring Daddy a present?” “Yes Daddy. I brought you my asshole that has never been used. Cherry, just for you Daddy.” “That's a good baby. Then you may have your pussy whipped.”

I stopped and looked at myself in the dresser mirror. Six feet, two hundred pounds, long dark hair and beard. I looked like the pirate I have always been.

I picked up the worn leather belt. I have had it many years. It feels like a part of me, like an extension of my hand, of my cock. I slapped it on my palm so that she could hear it. “This'll hurt, Darling,”

I stood over the spread angel, all white and smooth and trembly, like a good little darling. I raised the belt up and slapped her pussy, just hard enough to make her jump. “Oh Daddy!!” “Do you want it harder kitten?” “Harder Daddy, make it hurt really bad. I need to hurt bad.” “Your wish, little darling, will be fulfilled.” I started slapping that belt between her legs, increasing the power each time. She was breathing rapidly and bucking in place, bringing her puss up to the leather kiss. I increased the speed of the swats, ripping harder and harder, seeking screams from her. I wanted her to scream like a banshee, in the midst of this terrible pain. And she gave me what I wanted, “Ahhhhhh!!!!! AHHHHHH!! DADDDYYY!!! Please stop stop stop pleaseploease please…AJHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” There is no way to describe how beautiful this song was to me. My cock was twitching with the whipping, urging me to do it harder and harder. Finally I couldn't stand it and I jumped on her and thrust my cock up her hard and then ripped her over and over again. I slapped her breasts, and her face, my hands wet with her tears, her mouth scrunched up screaming and sobbing while I road her like the devil that I am. I came so hard it felt like a river flowing from me into her, my cock was spasming over and over again. So good. I could hardly believe how great this was.

I wiped Wendy's beautiful green eyes and tearstained cheeks and brought my penis to her lips for her to clean me off. “Suck me deep, darling,” “Yes

Daddy,” she whispered and tried to swallow me down her throat, coughing and choking a little.

“Now, would Baby like to come?” She nodded her head up and down, with my cock in her mouth. So adorable. I couldn't wait to play little girl in bed with her. I was going to make her nightmares about Daddy come true.