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Chapter 6
It was just past four and Jack now had to decide how he would dress Kylie up tonight. The choice was his not hers. He couldn't decide whether to make her up like a brooding angst ridden slut or a virginal princess.
When Jack got home, he heard the shower running. When he opened the door, something he made a mental note to punish Kylie for, he found her naked and dripping wet. Kylie was standing on her tiptoes. She had the green rubber garden hose up her ass and was in the middle of pouring a liter of warm water into herself. Her poor ass looked so battered. It was delicious.
When Jack opened the door Kylie looked like a Kangaroo in headlights.
“You really like that don't you bitch?”
Kylie cried and dropped her head. Her arms still held the bottle and hose.
“I will help you,” Jack offered, “but I want to see you tugging on your sexy nipples.” Kylie's nipples looked bruised like much of the rest of her chest. Jack began pouring the rest of the water down the hose.
Kylie didn't know why she liked doing this, but she did. After the first night, she had expected her belly to sag like it had been stretched. Instead she found a feeling of emptiness inside her after being thoroughly washed out. Kylie liked being clean and this appealed to her. As much as it could pain when she filled herself to the brim, it felt soooo good to let it all out. It had become a part of her cleansing ritual.
Kylie took in small nasal breaths as she pulled her aching nipples.
“You need to have a shower after this. Since you have been so good I'm taking us out for dinner.” Jack loved switching gears on his daughter. He knew it was some sort of psychological thing to keep your subject off balance. It had worked well when he was torturing POW's. Well not real POW's, as in they never survived to see the inside of an official prison, but their information had saved lives.
The bottle emptied and Jack refilled it at the tap. If they were going out there was no harm in Kylie being extra clean. Jack leant against the wall and bent lightly at the knees.
“I want you to rub your cunt on my knee, but no cumming for you. Not till after dinner.”
Kylie rubbed herself along his hairy thigh and knee. Jack reached down and kissed Kylie on the lips. Kylie kissed back. Despite all the covert and overt incest, Jack rarely kissed her in such a grown up way. Kylie hated all of this. He hated pulling on her sore nipples. Hated having almost two liters of water sloshing around inside. She hated that her pussy was leaking on her father's leg ,and she hated how much she loved him kissing her. Kisses felt like real love, and Kylie desperately needed to be loved.
When Kylie was full Jack stopped kissing her.
“You can go to the toilet after you go alphabetize my DVD collection.”
Kylie doubted she could last that long, but she knew he was serious. She also knew he was unlikely to check too closely. With her ass clenched tight she ran naked into the living room and set to work.
When her task was done Kylie sat on the toilet with a dumb smile on her face as her bowels released. Oh this feels so much better.
“Shit, shower, shave, brush your teeth and put on your makeup. When you are done get dressed. I bought you some new shoes. Don't worry these ones aren't for school, I will give you those later.”
Kylie knew she would find clothes laid out on her bed. Even when mom had been around Jack delighted in micromanaging their clothing.
“Yes Sir.” I'm not your fucking doll.
Kylie washed herself thoroughly. The reference to shaving had been a stab at Kylie's immature body. She knew she could expect changes to come any day now. She knew until she was grown up, body and mind, she was stuck with Jack.
When Kylie looked for her clothes she found a cute pair of red high heels. They were set on a platform at least an inch and a half high, and were open toed. I better paint my toenails. The top of the shoes ran just up the ankle and strapped horizontally. Kylie found small golden locks on the straps, which she nervously locked once they were in place.
Kylie walked around naked in her shoes. Her balance was, of course, exceptional, and the shoes were a perfect fit. They made her taller and Kylie liked the way they tensed her legs. Of all the perverted gifts her dad could waste their food money on, Kylie actually liked these.
Thank god I get to wear panties. Kylie grabbed her red g-string and slipped it on. Her red dress came next. When she pulled it down it seemed even shorted than before. Was it the heels? No Kylie could see damage along the hemline where someone had shortened them brutally with a pair of scissors. Kylie had no full size mirror, but as she twisted this way and that she felt her ass must surely be sticking out.
On the bed, Kylie now saw several objects that had been hidden under the dress. She recognized a butt plug and an egg vibrator, along with a bottle of lubricant, two pink ribbons and two rubber bands.
“Um, daddy?”
“Yes princess.”
“Daddy do I have to wear all this stuff?”
“Yes honey, even the rubber bands.”
“Where do I put them?”
“Why on your big fat nipples of course. I think daddy better help dress you.”
First Jack made Kylie take off her dress and panties and walk around on the shoes for him.
“Do you like them?”
“Yes Sir I do. I really do. Thank you daddy.”
Jack smiled. “Yes you really like them unlike the other presents I give you that you just say you like?”
Why did he have to ruin it.
Jack saw his daughter sadden, expecting punishment.
“I'm just playing girl.”
Jack grabbed her burning ass cheeks and pulled her mouth onto his. Jack squeezed, pinched and kneaded the welted flesh, eliciting whimpers of pain as he tongued his daughter. Kylie pulled on her aching nipples, hoping to impress her father, and without thinking her cunt began humping his pants legs.
“Whoah not on my pants you little sex freak. I can't go to dinner with your snail trail on my thigh.”
Kylie was wet. Enema's made her feel good, they also excited her, and for months Kylie had wanted to get to dress up sexy like her mother did.
Jack had Kylie step into her panties. He knelt before her planting kisses on her flat tummy, working his way down to her sex. Jack kissed her wet slit and Kylie moaned. Oh my god.
Jack had never done that before, and it felt really good. Jack continued to lick her, and he worked a finger up into her clean ass. With his other hand Jack landed smacks on her behind, each caused her to buck forward and fuck herself on his tongue.
“Oh daddy. Oh daddy.” Kylie was panting.
Jack stopped and stood.
“No daddy please don't stop.” Kylie began frigging herself one hand in her pussy the other inside her ass.
Jack grabbed her by both nipples and lifted, stopping her masturbation. As she was already on her toes she could not rise to get relief.
“Naughty little slut. You can masturbate after dinner.”
“Please daddy let me cum.”
Music to his ears. “No. After dinner, if you behave.”
Jack picked up the lube and discarded it upon second thought. I think you are wet enough for this. Indeed he could already see a stain on the crotch of his daughter's panties. Jack pressed the egg vibrator into Kylie's cunt. A wire connected to a small rectangular box, which he attached to her inner thigh with one of the pink ribbons. Seeing how short he had made her dress that would not work. Jack returned with tape and secured it to the small of her back instead.
“This will make you feel good while we eat.”
Kylie had seen enough porn to know how to operate such a simple toy. She switched it on herself, wanting a modicum of control, and felt pleasant vibrations.
“Keep it on low. If you cum without asking you will be in trouble.”
Jack had Kylie pull down her dress. He pulled on one of her hard fat nipples and bound it with the rubber band. When he repeated the act her already impressive nipples stood an inch off her flat chest. When Kylie pulled her shoulder straps up again, she found her nipples poked out even more obscenely than before.
“You almost need a nipple bra don't you.” Jack joked. “Half done.”
Kylie was led into the bathroom, where Jack reached for the makeshift enema kit.
“But daddy?”
“I know how much you like enema's. Just a small one that you can hold in while we eat.”
Jack couldn't have her blowing her load in Michelle's house. Not yet. He filled her up with about a can of beers worth of warm water.
Jack lubed up the black butt plug. Kylie had seen far larger, but the widest part of this plug was still an inch which up close, and with the prospect of being rammed into her, seemed like a lot. Jack forced the plug into her quickly.
“Why?” She asked pitifully.
“Well seeing how much you like enema's you must subconsciously want me to fuck you up the ass, am I right? We agreed no rape, we didn't talk about sodomy. I will let you get stretched out a bit before we start.”
Does he mean tonight? After dinner? Damn my ass is sore.
In the living room Kylie saw a glass of green cordial poured on the bench.
“Drink it.”
“Does it have anything in it?”
“Just water and cordial you suspicious brat. Drink!”
Kylie drained the glass quickly and Jack refilled it.
“Drink!”
Kylie was forced to down glass after glass. When she was done she had drunk almost an entire two liters. She could feel it sloshing around in her guts. The enema in her ass gurgled and swam up her bowels as she moved. The butt plug was new, Kylie felt open and very full.
“Now the rules for tonight. You will leave your vibrator in, on, and play with yourself whenever you get the opportunity. Or else. And no, you may not go to the toilet. Not now and not tonight. Hold it. Also, if I pour you a glass you will drink it in a prompt fashion
Jack pressed Kylie to her knees in front of the front door.
“Now you better swallow all this, I don't want to spoil your whore make up.”
Kylie moved in to suck off her father.
“Not a blow job sweety. Daddy needs all his cum for later.”
He is going to fuck me up the ass tonight.
“Say Ah.”
Kylie opened her mouth as the piss began flowing. She gulped and tried to keep it all in her mouth. It was hard with her stomach so full already. When she was done she wanted to vomit.
“Now lick your lips and say thank you.”
Kylie, knowing they had time for another beating, licked her lips with enthusiasm and said “Thank you for letting me drink your hot piss Sir.”
Jack patted her head. Such a good girl.
Jack carried a bag with a bottle of wine in it, and a surprise.
The evening was cool, and Kylie was excited. Well excited horny and excited regular. Kylie felt sultry in the heels, and the cold air on her legs and ass made her feel naked. Each step bounced the water in her guts, and wriggled her anal invader.
Jack knocked on Mrs Dee's door and fingered his daughter. When the door opened Mrs Dee was standing in a sexy nightgown. The see through purple material barely covered her breasts and stopped at the top of her legs. It was split down the from, revealing her pussy to her guests. Kylie could see the neatly trimmed blond hair above her carefully denuded pussy lips. Her breasts were enormous, bigger than her mums.
Immediately Michelle covered her Pussy. Is this his girl, his daughter or some sort of mail order prostitute?
Jack took Michelle's free hand and kissed it.
“Michelle, I would like to introduce Kylie, my daughter. You will have to forgive her clothes and makeup, her mother let her dress like that, now I'm stuck doing damage control.” Jack discretely felt around on Kylie's back for the remote, and ramped her vibrations to the max.
Kylie clamped her legs together and could feel them shaking. “Good evening Miss. Thank you for having us over for dinner.” Kylie's whorish cheeks flamed further as her pussy soaked her panties.
“Why thank you Kylie. Please come in, I was just getting changed.” Michelle had expected a short meal, a few drinks and a quick fuck. This was bizarre.
“Kylie I'm not sure if I remembered to lock up can you please go check.”
“Yes Sir.” Kylie scampered off, her ass flashing as she went.
“Thank you.” Michelle sighed as he turned around exposing her juicy ass.
“You mistake my intentions. Here.” Jack threw Michelle a piece of black latex. “Put this on and wear it for dinner.”
Michelle held in her hands a set of black latex panties. They came equip with long back didlos for her pussy and ass.
“But your daughter...”
“Will never know if you hurry up and put them on now.”
Michelle turned but Jack grabbed her arm. “Right now.”
Kylie would be back any second. Michelle stepped into the panties and guided the, thankfully, pre-lubed dicks into her waiting holes.
Kylie got back in time to see Michelle walk into her room. She didn't have those shinny black panties on before. Oh my god. Those are mum's penis underwear. Is this woman some kind of slut?
Jack had ordered Michelle to were a short skirt, heels and a low cut top. She came out looking stunning. She wore a slinky black dress. It was suitably short to please Jack, but not to scandalous as Kylie's. In addition, the dress revealed ample ripe tit meat. Looking at the massive hooters, Kylie felt very ashamed of her imprisoned nubs.
Michelle's house luckily had a small table. She had to race about, on sexy four inch blue heels, to find a chair for Kylie and to prepare her a plate of food. All the while Kylie and Jack knew she was being rogered and buggered by long black cocks. She knew Jack knew, but she didn't know little Kylie knew.
Jack had turned Kylie down, but her egg buzzed away keeping her pale skin flushed and a little guilty grin on her face. When they sat down to eat, Jack adjusted his package and almost laughed out load at the thought that everyone at the table had dick in their pants, if you counted the stunted butt plug.
Michelle had, quickly, prepared a small roast pork, canned greens and baked potatoes. It looked and smelt delicious. Jack poured wine for everyone, which both women quickly drank. It was like they raced to down their glass. Jack had ordered Michelle to promptly drink any glass he poured her as well.
Jack laughed at the women. “Well I'm going to try this lovely pork first.”
As they ate and talked, it turned out that Michelle would be teaching high school. So Kylie would be in many of her classes.
This whore is going to be in my class? I will have to beat the niggers off her with a stick. Look at the way her nipples stab her dress its pathetic, and if that dress was any smaller I could put it on a Barbie Doll.
This slut is going to be my teacher? What am I going to learn, advanced blow job theory or hi I'm a slut 101. I doubt the boys will be able to concentrate with her big Barbie Doll udders hanging out.
Both women smiled and squirmed in their seats , as they each agreed how much fun it was going to be to go to school together in such a strange place. Michelle had already had a few drinks and was actually looking forward to a good fucking. Jack was well built and easily handsome enough. It had been months since the last time she had been desperate enough to pick up a random fuck in a bar. Michelle rolled her hips back and forth on the cocks as she ate.
Kylie already needed to pee. This slut was drinking too much and Jack kept filling up all their glasses. She couldn't possibly drink any more without wetting herself. Every few minutes Jack would gently touch her back and change the speed of her vibe. A few minutes on hard had her trying to suck the butt plug into her ass as her holes spasmed.
“You know you will have to dress respectably at school Kylie.” Michelle used her teacher voice. “A skirt that short wouldn't be appropriate.” Whore.
“Yes Miss.” Kylie replied demurely. She playfully added, “You will have to dress more conservatively too Miss, or the boys won't get any work done.” Slut.
Jack had Michelle explain how she was here so her daughter could go to a fancy private school. Jack had joked how much fun it would be if she was here too, which Kylie had affirmed.
“No, I don't think so.” Michelle responded politely. Throughout the dinner Kylie would often have one hand under the table. Was this little skank masturbating at the dinner table. Her father doesn't seem to notice.
'This is wonderful.” Jack said as he cleaned his plate and poured the last of the wine, which the girls quickly drank.
“Wow you bitches much be thirsty.” Jack laughed as he went to get seconds.
Each girl looked up in surprise. Did he just call me a bitch in from of my teacher /student.
Both women looked at each other before dropping their heads. They shared a bond of humiliation.
Jack had explained, at length how Kylie's mother was a no good streetwalker and had been locked up. He blamed all of Kylie's failures on her.
“Little Kylie is cute as button and sharp as a tack, but I will be glad when she is out of this wanna be slut phase. Do you know what I mean.?”
Michelle nodded around a mouthful of food. “My Amy wanted me to buy her a g-string, she is fourteen what does she need a g-string for?”
“I know. I picked up Kylie on the way out here, and when we arrived I found out she owns nothing but g-strings. She is wearing one now, assuming she has panties on. Do you Kylie?”
“Yes Sir.”
God don't made me show her it. She will see the butt plug, or the vibrators cord, and definitely the wet stain. Kylie could feel her underwear was saturated. She hoped the back of her dress wasn't equally wet.
“Do you really?” He asked, feigning suspicion.
“Yes Sir.”
“Show us, just a flash.” Us!
Kylie stood up and lifted and dropped her tight skirt in an instant.
“I said a flash. I need to have time to see it. Again, but more slowly.”
Kylie stood up again and expose herself. Everyone could see how dripping wet she was. Fortunately the lead running to her vibrator was missed by Michelle.
Jack sighed. “Damn it Kylie it looks like you have peed yourself. I told you, you have to stop masturbating so much. It isn't good for you.”
Kylie wanted to run away. She bit her lip and cried a bit. She would see this woman almost every day and Jack was embarrassing her.
“How often does your Amy touch herself?”
Michelle was surprised at the forward question. “I don't know. I guess she probably does now and then. Lots of girls do. It's natural... just not in public. You must learn to control yourself.” Whore.
“Yes Miss. Thank you.” Slut.
“Did you touch yourself at that age Mrs Dee?”
Oh no why ask me that! She didn't want to lie and say it was sinful and wrong, it would fuck with Kylie's head even more. “Yes now and then, but only in the privacy of my bedroom.”
“Should she be sticking things up there?”
“Dad!”
“No.” Michelle answered. “You could hurt yourself. You should never put anything inside you that wasn't made to go there.”
“Like a dildo.” Jack offered
“Yes.”
“Would you let Amy pierce her nipples? Kylie keeps...”
“Daddy!”
Jack ignored his daughter. “What you heard before was probably Kylie crying after I gave her a canning. I caught her fucking herself with one of her mother's dildos while watching a porno. Now I know you don't have anything against pornographic films, but you must agree she is far too young to be watching them.”
Michelle was nervous at the link between herself and porn. “Oh yes, much too young.”
“Get up and show her your bottom Kylie.”
Kylie sat there in disbelief. She will see everything.
“Now Kylie.” His voice was not playing around.
Kylie adjusted the wire of her vibrator before standing up, turning around and bending over. Her ass was modeled scrumptiously for Michelle and her dad. Long welts scarred its perfect whiteness and the base of an anal toy could be seen hiding behind her red butt floss.
“Kylie King are you wearing a butt plug?”
“Yes Sir.” She cried. Still displaying herself.
“Go to the bathroom and take it out at once. I'm sure Mrs Dee's daughter doesn't walk around with a piece of rubber up her ass.”
Kylie ran off crying. It had hurt to pull the plug from her ass. She washed it off knowing she would have to carry it now. When she pulled the plug out she could not stop her bowels from flowing with it. She peed as well, unable to control herself any longer.
When Kylie got out of the bathroom she found Mrs Dee on her knees in front of Jack.
“I dropped this fork.” Michelle held up a fork. That was her story and she was stinking to it.
Jack smiled at Kylie as he tucked his dick back in his pants. “This has been great. I'm sure Kylie would love to come over whenever you are willing to have us.”
“Oh yes that would be great.” Kylie agreed. Food was food, and this was great. It couldn't always be embarrassing like this.
When kissed Michelle on the ear and whispered she could go pee. She got up and went to relieve herself. Jack gave his daughter careful instructions while Michelle was gone. Jack had also had careful words with Michelle while Kylie was in the bathroom.
When Michelle finally got out Jack told Kylie, “Michelle has invited me to stay the night. Your a big girl so I won't keep it from you, we are going to have sex. Are you ok with that?”
Michelle was embarrassed hearing Jack explain their upcoming, barely consensual, sex to his daughter.
“Yes Sir.” Kylie added, though she wasn't. “I know mum fucked a lot of guys while you were overseas.” Kylie felt bad lying about her mother, making her seem the whore, but a cheating wife somehow emasculated Jack. “But Sir...” She groaned inwardly. “I don't want to go home alone. What if those boys come back?”
Jack explained some local boys had come past banging on the windows and shouting things, and it had frightened Kylie.
Now it was Michelle's turn to grimace as she delivered her scripted reply. “I have a spare room you can sleep in while me and your daddy have sex.”
“Would you like to sleep here Kylie?”
“Yes Sir.”
“Ok.” Jack announced. “We will go get our stuff. You can have yourself all ready for me when I get back.”
Michelle did not look at him, she hated Jack, but right now she needed a fuck anyway. Her ex husband knew a few drinks and she was any man's, and this bastard had kept her horny all afternoon had been fucking her by proxy all through the meal.
Back at the King's house, Jack freshened up, while Kylie had a quick shower.
“Kylie I want that plug back up your ass asap. Do you hear me?”
“Yes Sir.”
“Good. You will be sleeping with it in you tonight as punishment for going potty without asking. Just be careful when you take it out in the morning. Also, you can take those band's off your nipples now. I have packed a pillow for you on your bed. Your clothes are on it.”
Kylie stepped out of the shower, her sore chest looked great. She always looked great with water dripping from her lithe body. Jack noticed she was till wearing her platforms.
“Oh I forgot to let you out of those. Ah fuck it, you can sleep in them too.”
On her bed Kylie found her red g-string and white boob tube.
“Dad I can't just wear this over there.”
“Yes you can honey. The surprise will be when Mrs Dee sees you go to school in just a little more than that.”
“She is really going to fuck you on a first date?”
“Yeah, what can I say, your teacher is a complete slut. Just like your mom. I seem to attract slutty girls.”
“So you aren't going to fuck me in the ass tonight?”
“No honey, we will save that for another night.” Jack really wanted to feel himself inside his daughter.
Standing outside Mrs Dee's door. Kylie felt exposed. Her beaten rump was hanging out of her wet g-string and her awful nipples poked out from her tight top. Kylie shuffled on her high heels. They were less exciting when she couldn't take them off, but she had enjoyed washing herself while wearing them, though it had seemed dangerous.
When Michelle opened the door she stood once more in her soft purple nightgown. The gown split away at the front and only her well placed hand covered her naked pussy. Why did he take my underwear, pervert.
Michelle looked at Kylie. She still wore her high heels and had applied fresh makeup. Whore. Michelle realized she too still wore high heels and had touched up her makeup, but she was about to get fucked by this stranger. Michelle noticed Kylie wore only a g-string.
“She sleeps in them.” Jack commented when he saw Michelle oggling his daughters cunt. “For now I'm just trying to keep her from wearing butt plugs in public. I may need you to check her when she comes to school.”
Both women were embarrassed by the subject.
Michelle led Kylie to the spare room. Kylie moved awkwardly to make sure her plugged ass was facing away from her teacher at all times.
Jack slapped Michelle's ample rear. “We will try not to make too much noise honey.” They went into Michelle's bedroom and closed the door.
Kylie unpacked her pillow case. She pulled out a book and a pen. Jack asked her to write down what she imagined they were doing. Kylie found a small note in the pillowcase. She opened it and it read. 'I love you'. Kylie smiled warmly. Everyone wants to feel loved. She found a string attached to the note. She pulled on it until a six inch black cock fell out of the pillowcase. Kylie looked at it nervously but left it where it fell. Kylie laid down by the wall and pressed her ear against it. Despite his claims, her father made no efforts to keep things subdued.
Jack called Michelle all manner of filthy names as he fucked her. Kylie could tell there was hair pulling involved and at one point Michelle's cried turned to frustrated grunts, so Jack must have gagged her.
Kylie heard Jack lead Michelle, presumably naked, out to the bathroom. She heard the swish and tap of a razor, and she guessed he was probably shaving the remaining hair from her cunt. Kylie stroked her own bald sex. Kylie wondered was Jack fucking her so he didn't have to rape his daughter, or did he really prefer that big titted bitch.
The sharp sounds of flesh on flesh reached through the thin wall, and Kylie figured Jack had started slapping the whores big tits. She could picture him doing that, straddling her chest slapping left and right.
When Kylie heard the distinct wish of a cane followed by a muffled cry of pain, she dropped her pencil and went to fetch the black penis laying on the floor. Get it out of your system on her, Kylie thought as she placed the tip of the cock against her virgin slit.
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