Inheriting a Daughter

Inheriting a Daughter - Part 2

Day 7

Chapter 1

As tired as Eleanor was, she was still awakened several times during the night, whenever she moved her arms or legs.  The pain between her legs, in her breasts and her buttocks was still very much in evidence, and the slightest move was enough to remind her of that fact.

When she awoke the next morning, the first thing she noticed was that Danny was already up and downstairs, apparently.  The second thing was the pain that hit her as she started to get out of bed.  Her breasts felt as though they had been squeezed in a vise, her backside felt as though she’d been hit with a rubber hose forty or fifty times, but that was a standard feeling most days now, and between her legs it felt as though sandpaper had been used applied, whenever her legs rubbed together.

She decided to keep her nightgown on, since it was the loosest thing she thought she had in the way of apparel.  She walked down the steps slowly, trying to be sure her legs were spread enough to keep them from rubbing together.  Meg was fixing coffee and Danny was busy tearing into a piece of toast with jelly.

Meg was pleasant, completely oblivious to last night’s punishments and what effect they might be having on Eleanor.  Eleanor grabbed a bowl and poured some oatmeal from the pot on the stove into it and sat rather gingerly in her chair at the table.  When she finished her breakfast, Meg asked her what her plans for the day were.  She said she thought she’d read for a while, at which point Danny threw in a counter offer.

“Aw, I was hoping we could play outside, Ellie.  It’s such a pretty day out.  Can’t we play something?”

Eleanor was a little leery of playing games with Danny, especially when he was in the nude, as he now was, and his penis was at half staff, as it now was. 

“Well, I’m still a little sore from yesterday, Danny.  How about we put the games off until later?”

“Nonsense, Eleanor.  It will do you both good to get out in the sun for a while.  I see you looking askance at Danny, because he’s naked, but I thought I’d let him go that way until all those scrapes on the front of his body start to scab up.  And it is your fault he’s got all those scrapes on him.  Now if you’re still so sore from last night, why don’t you take the nightgown off.  You’ll heal much faster that way.”

“Nnnooo…that’s all right.  I’ll keep it on…”

“Are you giving me sass again, young lady.  I’d have thought you’d have learned your lesson yesterday, but you just have to argue, don’t you?  Now, you take that gown off right now, if you know what’s good for you.”

The look in Meg’s eyes told Eleanor this was no time for debate, so Eleanor began to slip her nightgown over her head very gingerly.  Then all three of them began to take stock of her body’s condition.  Danny’s interest was not particularly in the redness of the areas, but he was staring at the same areas.  Eleanor’s pert breasts were still slightly pink and there were a couple of splotchy areas on the sides of each breast.  The area between Eleanor’s legs still looked raw.  Though she couldn’t see her buttocks she could tell they were still somewhat red.

“The only area that looks like it needs attention is between your legs, Eleanor.  Go over and sit forward on the couch and I’ll get some petroleum jelly to rub on it.”

“Nnoo, that’s okay, I can manage all right…”

“There you go arguing with me again.  One more today and I’ll get that backside of yours a lot redder than your privates are right now!  Now, get over there!”

Eleanor shuffled her way to the couch and planted her butt close to the front edge of the sofa.  Danny, of course, hurried over to watch the application of the jelly, and Eleanor closed her eyes and, totally humiliated, moved her hand up to cover her face.

By the time Meg returned, she had to ask Danny to move out of the way, since he had planted himself on his knees directly in front of the mortified girl.  After ordering Eleanor to spread her legs as far apart as she could, Meg took a dollop of the jelly and began applying it to the outer lips of her vagina.  It seemed to Eleanor that far more pressure was being applied than necessary and that Meg was taking an inordinate amount of time, going over the same area over and over.  This was true of the inner lips, as well, and the area around Eleanor’s clitoris became a prime target.  Meg rubbed and rubbed, eventually drawing slight moans and gasps from her young victim. 

Eleanor, unwittingly began to thrust her pelvis forward as the finger found the sensitive nub over and over. Eleanor realized she was reaching the moment of truth and she didn’t even care.  The fever was building to the point where two or three more swipes over her clit would send her into an orgasm.  And Meg stopped!  Slapping Eleanor’s thigh she rose and put the jelly back in the closet.

Eleanor was sure that Meg had done it on purpose, and the fact was corroborated when she looked over at Meg and saw a big smirky smile on her face.

“Now you kids go outside and enjoy yourselves.  I’ve got work to do.”

Chapter 2

As they moved outdoors, Eleanor noticed that Danny’s boner was at its hardest, which didn’t surprise her, since he had been an enthusiastic eye-witness to the degrading petroleum jelly application.  Her whole body was tingling with the desire to finish what Meg had started, but she knew she wouldn’t be able to until she found some time to herself.

Somewhat piqued, she asked what Danny wanted to play.

“I got a good idea.  Let’s go in the barn and play “house.”  You can be the Mama and I’ll be the Daddy.  That should be fun, huh?”

“I don’t really think that’s such a good idea, Danny.  Let’s play something outside, or we could go swimming.”

“No, I wanna play house, Eleanor!”

“Well, we’re not going to, so think of something else.”

“I’m going in and tell Mom that you won’t play my game!”  With that he stamped his bare foot on the ground and started toward the front door.

“Awwwll right, let’s play house.”  A feeling of trepidation swept over Eleanor as the moved toward the barn.

“Okay, let’s pretend I’m just getting home from work, okay!  Hi, Honey, I’m home!”

Eleanor pretended she was busy at the stove cooking, as Danny came over behind her and hugged her.  The fact that he was still hard meant that suddenly Eleanor felt his penis slipping between her legs and against her sore vagina.  She made a concerted effort to break free of Danny’s arms, but he was stronger than she, and she finally acceded to his grasp.  Then his hands came to rest on her breasts, and she shuddered, as she felt his fingers lightly pinch and tweak her nipples.  She had to do something before she had a huge orgasm right in Danny’s arms.

“Please, Danny, my breasts are so tender right now.  Please don’t do that.”

Danny’s face took on a look of total contrition, and his hands dropped away immediately.  A moment later he was sitting on a bale of hay and had pulled her onto his lap.

“Let me suck on ‘em for you.  I’ll be real gentle and that’ll make ‘em feel much better.”

“Nooo, that’s all….”

By then he had fastened his mouth on her left breast, enveloping almost half of her breast, but true to his word his suction was very light and gentle.

“Ooooo…Godddd…Danny, pleeeease…. I dooon’t think weee…should beee doing… thisss.”

Danny, unmindful of the effect his suction was having on Eleanor’s entire body just continued to suck away with care and love. It didn’t help her, either, feeling Danny’s prick rubbing against her thigh, not 4 inches from her vagina.  Suddenly Eleanor could feel the moisture between her legs beginning to drip onto Danny’s leg, and the building fervor in her loins was reaching a fever pitch, with nothing she could do about it.

As Danny’s mouth moved over to her right breast, she couldn’t hold her orgasm in check any longer.  Her body tightened up and her head dropped back as she tried, unsuccessfully, to suppress a scream that could be heard from the house.  But a scream was not necessary to draw Meg’s attention.  She had been standing beside her bedroom window watching everything that had transpired with a satisfied smile on her face.

At Eleanor’s scream, Danny pulled away from her breast in horror.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, Ellie, I didn’t mean to hurt you.  Please, I’m so sorry.”

How do you tell a half-witted kid that you just had a mind-boggling orgasm?

“No, no! Danny.  It’s all right.  You didn’t hurt me.  Really, I’m okay!  Really!  Uh, why don’t we play something else, now.”  She pulled herself off his lap and turned away from him.

“No, I want to keep on playing.  This is fun! What’s this, pee?  Did you pee on me?  I’m gonna go in and tell Mama.”

As he started to leave the barn, Eleanor realized she couldn’t let Danny report her embarrassing emissions, so she yelled to him to come on back, that they could play house some more.

Danny turned, and with a big smile returned to her and grabbing her arms, moved his lips to hers.  This was to be no platonic kiss, however.  Almost immediately his tongue moved to separate her lips, and though she half-heartedly attempted to stop it, she soon felt she was about to swallow his tongue.  She continued to let him push his tongue to the back of her mouth until, suddenly, he pulled away.

“You’re supposed to put your tongue in my mouth, too.”

“Who told you that, Danny?”

“Mama!  She even showed me how you’re supposed to tongue kiss.  Now, do it right.”

Eleanor was not actually surprised at this revelation, having seen Meg in action before this.

Danny planted his lips on hers again, and soon he was forcing his tongue back into her mouth, and she tentatively returned the favor.  After two or three minutes of this and, once again, feeling Danny’s penis rigidly pushing up against her vulva, the electricity in her loins began to wend its way up her body.

Soon, Danny was pushing her toward two or three bales that were stacked together in the center of the barn, and before she realized what his aim was, he had pushed her down onto two of the bales and proceeded to climb on top of her.  She began to try to push him off of her, but he was too heavy.  Once again he moved his lips down to her breasts and gobbled one of her nipples into his mouth.  The constant sucking and nibbling caused her to lose sight of her need to move Danny off of her, and she began to sigh quietly, as flashes of passion moved up and down her body.  Danny moved over to her other nipple finally after a minute or two, and his attention to her hardened nipple added to her fervor.

Suddenly she was aware that he had raised himself off of her lower torso and was trying to aim his penis straight for her hairless vagina.

“No, no, Danny!  Don’t…Stop, Danny!…Noooo!…Oh Goddd!…It hurts…Oh, pleaseee…Unnnh.”

And for the very first time, she felt a rigid penis pushing past her broken maidenhead and deep into her vagina.  Her feelings were somewhat mixed, as she rued the loss of her virginity, but, at the same time, realized the delightful feeling of a rigid cock plowing away against her vaginal walls.  Along with this, came a feeling of shame for not having stopped Danny in time, and the sudden fear that he might be impregnating her.

As he continued to force his prick in and out of her body, she was surprised to realize she was gradually approaching another climax.  The pain related to the loss of her hymen and the pain from yesterday’s beatings were totally gone and being replaced by this wonderful feeling of ecstasy growing in her.  She was also aware that Danny must be nearing his climax as his drive against her hips was becoming more and more forceful, and he was beginning to pant and moan.  She tried to push him away and tell him to pull out, but he was so enraptured, he only had one aim, and that was to plant his seed in her.

Interestingly enough, the lack of experience on both their parts didn’t prevent them from having an orgasm at the same time.  They were both groaning blissfully, as they slowly came down from their peak.  Eleanor lay quietly and sublimely satisfied beneath Danny for half a minute before she finally spoke.

“Danny we have to go in.  If we don’t do something quickly, I might end up having your baby, and we don’t want that, do we?”

“Gee, I think that would be super, Ellie!  Our own baby.”

“Well, I don’t want that, so we have to get inside and talk to your mother.”

Danny’s penis popped out as he pulled it from her vagina in order to stand up.  Eleanor rose immediately and started for the house.  Danny grabbed her hand and rather than ruin the moment for him, she let his hand stay in hers.

Meg turned away from the window above with a satisfied grin on her face.

Chapter 3

All the way to the house, Eleanor was in a real quandary as to what to say to Meg.  Any way she approached it, number one, Meg was going to blame her, and number two, she didn’t know what her reaction to helping Eleanor clean herself out would be.  She was just mean enough to make her have Danny’s baby if she was pregnant, and she knew she’d pile on the guilt, regardless.

Meg was descending the stairs when the two “lovers” entered.  She looked accusingly at Eleanor, as if she sensed the problem (which, of course, she did), but said nothing, waiting for the guilt-ridden girl to unload her problem.

“Uh,  Meg, (a stern look told he used the wrong address), uh,  Ma’am, we have a little problem.”  Meg purposely said nothing, to make the admission that much harder.

“Umm…Danny and I were playing “house” and I guess Danny took it a little literally, and…uh…umm… we ended up making love……and I need your help….I don’t want to have…a..a baby.”

“You enticed him into making love to you and now you’re just thinking about the consequences.  You wicked girl, taking advantage of my poor son for your own pleasure…”

“No, No,  I tried to stop him…but he…”

“Yes, that’s what all trollops say. ‘It’s not my fault!  He forced himself on me!’  How dumb do you think I am?  You wanted the physical pleasure, and to hell with the consequences!  Well, I can tell you, my husband and I take a dim view of a wanton woman taking advantage of a handicapped boy, who doesn’t know any better.  So you weren’t a virgin, after all.  I should have known.  The way you sucked Danny off that first night, I suspected you’d had experience with other men.  And now you want me to help make sure you aren’t pregnant.  I should just let you have the baby, that would serve you right, but I’m too young to be a grandmother, so come on over here. Get up on the edge of the sink while I mix up a solution of Lysol and water.”

“Danny, sit over there.  You’ve done enough damage already, even if it’s not your fault.  And you, whore, spread your legs, so I can stick this nozzle up your sorry hole.  Now, hold still.”

“Oh, that burns.  Ooooo…”

“You’re lucky I don’t use kerosene, bitch.  Your father would be so ashamed of you.  All right, let that stuff seep back out.  Hopefully, that will take care of it.  You are so in for it, Missy.  You just thought you had it bad before.”

Eleanor’s tears began to roll down her face as she realized the predicament she was in, and she knew Meg would never believe she hadn’t initiated all this.  Of course, Meg had seen the whole thing and knew Danny was responsible, but this was too wonderful an opportunity to put Eleanor squarely on the hot seat from now on.

Meg ordered Eleanor to go put a slip on, at least.  She had already shown off her wanton body once too often, as it was.  Eleanor quietly ascended to the bedroom where she followed Meg’s instructions and covered her nakedness.  When she returned to the living room, she made one attempt to tell Meg what happened, but was shut up almost immediately.

“Ma’am, I’d just like to say that I didn’t star…”

“You can just stop right there, Missy.  If you think I’m going to take the word of a harlot over my handicapped son, you’ve got another think coming.  I’ve watched you throwing your body around, showing off those tits of yours and thrusting your naked vagina at my son.  Just don’t say another word.  You can explain it to my husband.  Maybe your wiles will convince him, but I see you for what you are, and I think you’re going to end up very sore for the next few days!  Now go get your book and read.  I don’t want to hear another word out of you.”

Eleanor picked up her book and tried to read, but between the tears that clouded her view and her inability to concentrate, knowing what was likely ahead for her, it was a waste of time.  The hours crept by.  Meg worked on getting supper ready and Danny went out to swim most of the afternoon away.  Finally, Eleanor heard the dreaded clip-clop of the family’s horse bringing Danny’s father home, and she began to cry in earnest.

Chapter 4

As usual, Danny ran out to greet his father, but trailing behind him, uncharacteristically, was Meg.  Eleanor cringed and put her book up to her face, as if it could hide her from what was about to occur.  After a few minutes, she heard the horse start up again, heading toward the barn, and Danny and Meg returned to the living room.  Eleanor peeked over her book long enough to see a look of steel in Meg’s eyes as she passed into the kitchen.

Meg ordered Danny to come into the kitchen and help her prepare dinner.  Shortly, Fritz stepped into the room, and his look was no less flinty than Meg’s had been.  He sat down in his easy chair and lit his pipe.

“Now then.  What’s this I hear about you seducing Danny out in the barn?”

“Oh, I didn’t seduce him, sir.  He tricked me into playing “house” and then…attacked me.”

“Let me get this straight.  You were both naked, and Danny suggested playing “house”, and you just thought he wanted to pretend you were going to serve tea?  You’re supposed to be the smart one.  You could have just said “Let’s play tag” or “Let’s go swimming,” so you must have had it in mind that the two of you were going to fornicate.  Was his penis erect when all this started?”

“Well, yes sir, but I’ve seen it…that way before, so I didn’t think anything about it.”

“You are looking at a handicapped boy with a hard-on, who wants to play “house”, and you don’t suspect he has something in mind other than pretending to dry DISHES?  So he grabbed you and you didn’t yell for help or slap him or try to run away?  What kind of cock and bull story do you expect me to believe, girl?”

Fritz set down his pipe and stood, moving over to the couch.

“Get up! NOW!”

Fritz gripped Eleanor’s cotton slip at the bodice and ripped it down the middle.  As Eleanor stood in shock, she watched her slip slide off her shoulders and fall to the floor.  Fritz thrust his hands to her breasts and, grabbing her perky nipples between fingers and thumbs, squeezed.  Eleanor let out a surprised screech, at which point Fritz lifted her by her nipples, so that she was standing on tiptoes, and his face was inches from hers.

“We’re going to start off with a little spanking before dinner, then, while we’re eating, you will be out collecting switches for part two of your punishment.”

He released Eleanor’s breasts and sat on the couch pulling his now-weeping victim over his lap.  His very first swat landed on her left buttock with enough force to cause Eleanor to let out a whoosh of air and swing her legs up and down as if she were riding a bicycle. There followed seventy four similar smacks to her buttocks, as they became redder and redder.  The severity of each smack was as hard as she remembered ever being spanked before.  By the time Fritz finished, her tears were streaming down her cheeks, her throat was raw from screaming and she was hiccupping again.  The pain on her already sore backside was almost unbearable.

Rather than letting her up to rub her poor rear end, Fritz began running his hand over the plump red mounds, gently at first, then more roughly.  Eleanor reached a hand back to ease the pain and, perhaps, stop Fritz from manhandling her, but he grabbed her hand and held it behind her back. As Eleanor’s tears continued to drop onto the floor below, his hand slowly moved closer and closer to the split between her legs, and soon she felt his fingers invading an area that only she had touched before.  She felt totally helpless.  Her shame and the pain were uppermost in her mind now, and she felt powerless to try to stop him from his fingering.  He finally stopped and let her stand.  She immediately began a modified dance as her hands reached behind her in the hope that rubbing the soreness might alleviate the pain somewhat.

“Now, get outside and start looking for nice long switches.  You’d best bring five or six.  They begin to fray after fifteen or twenty applications.”

Still rubbing her rump with both hands, the tearful teen moved to the door, opened it and stepped onto the porch.  She stood for a moment, wondering if she should try to run away.  A look down at her nakedness was enough to answer the question, and she dejectedly stepped off the porch in search of long whippy switches.

When she returned, the family was still eating.  Fritz ordered Eleanor to stand in the corner until they finished.  She dutifully moved into one of the corners of the living room, and began rubbing her still flamingly hot posterior.  Fritz, watching her from the dining room, ordered her to put her hands behind her neck.  She obeyed, and spent the next fifteen minutes wondering what was to become of her.

The family moved into the living room and sat, Fritz in his chair and Danny and Meg on the couch.  Fritz ordered Eleanor to turn around and go stand in front of Danny.  The naked girl moved slowly over to the couch and placed herself before Danny, who was still naked.

“Now, first I want you to apologize to Danny for enticing him into fornicating with you.”

Eleanor’s head swung around, and she started to dispute Fritz’s statement, when she realized it would be futile, and she would probably receive additional punishment if she did.  So she turned once again, hands behind her head, as ordered, and spoke.

“Dddanny…I’m very sorry…for (and here the tears began to flow again) letting you…”

“Enticing you into fornicating with you!”

“Uhh…enticing you into fornicating with me.  Sorry…”

“And is there anything I can do to make it up to you!”

“And is there anything I can do to make it up to you?….”

“Well, I sure would like it if you’d suck my wee-wee for a while, Ellie.”

Eleanor dropped her hands and turned in amazement to look at Fritz.

“If that’s what he wants, I think that’s the least you can do.”

“But….”

It was time for Meg to get involved.

“Damn it, girl, get down there and suck his wee-wee, if you know what’s good for you.”

With a new torrent of tears, Eleanor turned back to Danny, lowered herself dejectedly to her knees and moved in to take his half-hard penis in her hand.  She moved her head in and began to lick at the head of Danny’s penis.  Though she had done this before in front of Meg and Fritz, the embarrassment and humiliation of performing this time was the worse thing she had ever had to do.  How could two sane people force her to do such a disgusting thing?

Soon she had taken his whole erection in her mouth and was running her tongue along the underside.  She had learned enough in the few times she’d done this to know what got Danny excited the most, and she felt whatever she could do to make him finish a little faster was to her advantage.  In a few moments Danny grabbed her head and was forcing his prick to the back of her mouth.  While he was moaning quietly in ecstasy, she had begun to sputter and choke as his erection brushed against her uvula.  It was all she could do to keep from vomiting, but she knew she would really be punished if she did that, so she retched and coughed instead.

It seemed to her that Danny was taking forever to reach a climax.  Actually, it was only a few minutes, but when he finally came, he held her head right against his stomach and wouldn’t let her up for air.  As most of his secretion flowed down her throat, she struggled to pull her head up, but Danny held it firmly in place.  She was convinced she was going to die from asphyxiation, at the moment he finally let her go.  She struggled to get a breath as what little semen she hadn’t swallowed dripped down the sides of her mouth.

“Don’t you let that stuff fall on the floor, girl!  You scoop it up and swallow it right now!”

So, as the last indignity, she raised her hand to scoop the goo off her face and slide it back into her mouth to swallow.

“Gee, thanks, Ellie.  That was swell.”

Eleanor remained in place at Danny’s feet and wept.

Chapter 5

“All right!  Time for a little punishment, now, Missy.  Where did you put those switches?”

“Oh, please, pleeease, don’t hit my bottom any more.  It’s so sore.  Pleeease!”

“No, I agree, your bottom has had enough punishment for one day, so we’ll work on your front again.  How about that?”

“Oh, nooo!  That’s still sore from yesterday.  Please don’t.  I’ll never f..f…fornicate with Danny again, I promise.”

“Oh, I don’t think that’s true.  Now that you’ve taught him about intercourse, I believe he’s going to want to do it with you a lot more.  Now stand up.  Danny, you take one of her arms and Fritz you grab the other.  That’s it.  Now bend her backwards a little. That’ll give me targets to aim for!”

Swish!  Splat!  Right to the bottom of Eleanor’s breasts.

Swish! Splat.  One to the top of her breasts.

Swish! Splat!  A perfect hit right across both nipples.

Four to the stomach.  Four to the thighs.  Four to the pelvis, one right across Eleanor’s hairless vagina.  And another!  And another!

Then Meg started again on Eleanor’s reddened tits.

“Darn, this switch is in shreds.  Need another one.”

On and on the beating went, with Eleanor pleading for Meg to stop, trying to swerve her torso out of range of the fearsome branch.  But Meg always knew if she waited until Eleanor slowed the hip rotations, she could get just the right spot.  Eleanor’s tears begin flowing so hard she’s having trouble seeing, which could be a blessing, not having to watch the thick twig reeking havoc on her body.

By the time Meg has finished using the fourth switch, Eleanor has become dead weight, and Fritz and Danny are holding her in place.  Her body was now a solid mass of striations from her shoulders to her knees, and the whole area was a vivid red.  Meg told them to lay her on the couch while she recovered.  Eleanor moans as the males carry her to the couch and place her on her back.  While she lies moaning in pain, the family goes into the dining room for dessert.

After the family finished dinner, they returned to the living room.  Eleanor was still crying and moaning pitifully.  Meg came over to her and took her hand.

“Come on, Girlie, let’s get you up to bed.  You’re not going to be much entertainment tonight, I guess, and I certainly don’t want to listen to your groans for the rest of the evening.”

Eleanor pulled herself up, and with Meg’s assistance started up the stairs.

“Please, Ma’am, could I have some lotion to put on my body.  I’m so sore all over.”

“Of course not, silly, the whole point of punishing you is to give you pain.  Why would we want to give you something to lessen it?  Now, lie down on your cot and I’m sure you’ll go off to sleep in no time.  Good night!  Don’t let the bedbugs bite!”

Eleanor was still awake when Danny came up to bed two hours later, and when Meg and Fritz came up to bed two hours after that, and throughout the hour and a half she heard them making violent love.  In fact the sun was rising in the east, when she finally drifted off into a fitful sleep.