"Dad!" she whined. "Daddy that tickles!"

"I know it does, baby. I love it, " he told her. He was on top of her, in her bed, crushing her against the mattress with his big beer belly and his thick, hairy forearms were wrapped around her. He had his left hand on top of her pretty little blonde head, pulling it to the side as she protested, so he could tickle her neck with his mustache, his elbows pinning her arms to her sides and his bulk spreading her thighs wide open. She was trying to shake her head like "no no no" as he blew another raspberry against her neck, making her thrash around in his arms, ankles kicking in the air.

"Mom said- mom said we're not supposed to be alone together anymore- Aah!" she laughed and howled again, trying to shrug away from him but totally at his mercy.

"It's fine, baby, we're just gonna have a little fun. Our little secret, " he whispered.

"You keep saying that but- Aah!" she howled again, kicking and laughing uncontrollably.

He slid his hand up the back of her t-shirt and unclasped her bra. He pulled the hem of her shirt up over her head and pulled her bra up, pinning her wrists against the mattress in a tangled mess. Her nipples were pink and big and standing straight up, pointing at the ceiling.

"How about this?" he said. Shifting so he could lick her belly, sticking his tongue into her belly button and wiggling it around.

"It tickles!" she shouted at the ceiling.

He licked up her belly and in between her perky tits, swirling his tongue around her nipples while she shouted and begged for mercy, sliding his free hand up the back of her thigh, shoving it up her shorts and squeezing her butt and even touching her anus with his finger.

"Daddy!" she gasped. "We can do mouth stuff we can do mouth stuff. Please!"

"You ready to use your mouth, princess?" he said. She nodded "yes" frantically.

He got off her and she opened her mouth for a split second before darting off the bed and trying to escape but he was already right on her, wrapping his arms around her from behind and tossing her back on the bed as she giggled frantically.

"You gonna behave?"

"Yes, Papa, " she said, grabbing the bars of the headboard with both hands. He grabbed the handcuffs off the dresser anyway and cuffed her wrists together against it. She opened her mouth and waited as her father unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. Her eyes opened in shock, even though it wasn't the first time she'd seen it. It was huge; if she grabbed with both hands she could barely close her fist around it and still several inches stuck out of her hands.

She shivered in anticipation as Daddy put his cock in her mouth, playing nice at first and just rubbing it on her tongue, letting her give him a normal blowjob at first, reminding her not to let her teeth touch even though she had to open her mouth all the way. Suddenly he stabbed it into her throat, poking it very hard. She coughed and sputtered and he let her catch her breath with his cock firmly in her cheek and then he stabbed again, spearing his baby girl's face with his fat cock again and again until he was just facefucking her, both hands on the back of her head and jamming his penis into her faster and faster, with her nose mashing into his belly..

She burped like she was about to puke and finally he stopped.

"That's a very good job, Mandy, " he said, stroking her hair.

Finally she stopped coughing. "Just no upside down stuff, " she pleaded. Last time they had "Daddy-daughter time" he had yanked her off the bed by her ankles and pinned her against the wall upside down, drywall hurting the back of her head as he facefucked her brutally until puke came out of her nose and they had to stop.

"We won't do upside down stuff, princess. Not unless you misbehave."

"Okay, Papa."

He took the handcuffs off and told her to get undressed and she did, pulling her pink crop top off and her white bra over her head, sliding her basketball shorts off and pulling her Hello Kitty panties down.

She yelped "Aah!" as he grabbed her thighs and lifted her hips clean off the bed, burying his tongue into her pussy, mustache covering her clit as he tongue fucked her and wiggled his tongue against her clitoris frantically. It was too intense for her and she tried to push his head away from her, tried not to orgasm but he was too strong. His hands were clamped into her thighs, fingertips digging into her flesh as he tongue-whipped her clitoris and she started coming. She screamed and bucked her hips and flexed her thighs against Daddy's sideburns and covered her mouth with her fingers because it felt too intense and it was so embarrassing for Daddy to see her like this and taste her in between her legs where she peed from. She might have peed or maybe squirted as she orgasmed and Daddy sucked it all up, slurping and gulping her juices down as his tongue assaulted her, even when she finished orgasming and she really screamed because it was stimulating her too much so he finally stopped eating her pussy and started eating her ass instead, tickling it and tongue fucking her anus into her rectum and tasting her where poop came from while she moaned and squirmed.

"Ready for a cock ride, honey?"

Her eyes shot open and went wide.

"It's too big, Papa, " she pleaded.

"No, it's not too big, " he said sternly, kneeling and pulling her on top of him against her will so she was straddling him and his arms were hugging her so tight she could barely breathe. The head of his huge cock was already pressed against her pussy and his hands were on her shoulders, pushing her down hard with his dad strength. She was trying to resist, shaking, trying as hard as she possibly could to escape getting impaled on his cock, trembling, saying,

"Wait wait wait just let me do it. Let me do it, Papa."

"Okay, but don't play games here. Sit on my cock right now, Mandy."

She tried, easing the head into herself and then another inch or so, wincing and dipping herself lower like she was afraid it would burn her. She didn't go fast enough, though. He grabbed her shoulders hard and shoved her down onto his lap, making her take the whole thing and she screamed, throwing her head back and he growled and tackled her onto the mattress, landing on her so hard it knocked the wind out of her.

She was folded practically in half, ankles up next to her head and her thighs pressed against Dad's shoulders, just her little bubble butt exposed with Dad's big fingers digging into it as he railed her. He slammed her fast and hard, making her take all eight inches without mercy, hips working her and him grunting and sweating and panting like an animal with her cries muffled against his fat hairy chest as Daddy penetrated his little princess with his monster cock.

It went on forever, Daddy not satisfied until he'd rammed his little baby girl for so long. She even came two more times, tears in her eyes and little muscles squeezing down on Dad's penis. Her fingers were curled in his chest hair and she moaned and cried pitifully into his chest and it just made him even more excited and he fucked her even faster and harder until he finally came, jamming the whole thing in her and going stiff, grunting obscenely as he blew his load deep in between the legs of his precious princess, cock twitching with pleasure.

When he was satisfied, he rolled off her and took a few minutes to catch his breath.

And then he was on top of her again, abusing her breasts with his tongue and his teeth, nibbling on her nipples and pulling on them, stretching them like he was going to bite them off as she whimpered and tears came to her eyes again and he reached around inserted his index finger into her anus and she yelped and then Dad was hard again, wriggling his finger like around like a worm.

She screamed in surprise as he yanked her by her feet to the edge of the bed so her legs were dangling off the side, not quite reaching the ground.

Smack he spanked her hard without warning. Smack, smack, smackuntil she covered her little ass with her hands.

"I didn't do anything naughty!" she pleaded.

"I told you to sit on my cock, Amanda."

"I did, Papa!"

"Not fast enough. Now, move your hands or I'm going to move them for you and you don't want that, " he warned.

She held her hands in front of her mouth again and screamed with every strike, him slapping one cheek and backhanding the other like he was slapping a face, smack smack smack smack smack and she was screaming and trembling.

"Now you're going to take my cock again, " he informed her.

"It's too big, Daddy. It's too huge when- from this angle."

"Be a big girl for me, " he said sternly.

He rammed the whole thing into her, making her go stiff, trying to escape it but she couldn't. The sideboard bit into her hips and Dad's dick was nailing her into it. He resumed fucking her, taking her viciously. She tried to push his hips away and he crossed her wrists behind her and pinned them to the small of her back with one hand and and pushed on her head with his other one, half-burying her face in the mattress.

He fucked her again at his leisure, giving her fast, hard strokes and ignoring her cries, enjoying them as he took her, brutally, for so long she thought it would never end as orgasm after orgasm racked her body.

Finally he grunted,

"Say it, " and barked, "say it!" and it scared her but she managed to say,

"I need Daddy's cummies. I need your cum, Papa. I need your hot beef injection."

He threw himself on her back, crushing the air out of her so she couldn't even breathe, humping away at her like a dog and grunting and growling in her ear and he came, spilling his seed all the way inside her as she struggled and he rearranged her insides with his colossal meat stick. She was on the verge of blacking out when he finally rolled off her.

They both laid there, panting, exhausted. She hit him with a pillow.

"This is why Mom doesn't want us to be alone anymore!" she whined.

"Oh, relax. I'll get pizza tonight."

He did get pizza but he made her pay the deliveryman in nothing but her bra and panties. He was a Moroccan guy who drank in her appearance hungrily with his eyes while Dad watched. Dad even let him cop a feel of her kitty, through her panties.

After they ate Daddy got horny again and she rode his tongue and then he fucked her several more times, on the couch and in the bathroom and in the basement in front of the video camera so Dad could show his friends on their poker nights.

Oh no, Mandy realized. She was on her hands and knees and wearing a fake pair of cat ears, a pacifier stuck in her mouth, Dad grabbing her hair and pointing her face at the camera as he plowed her, hunched over her and licking her ear. Tomorrow's poker night.

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Backpack slapping against her back, bouncing her way up the walkway, Mandy was worried. If she had done anything to break the rules since yesterday afternoon Daddy would surely let her know when she walked in the front door. She felt like she was doing a good job of following the rules but it seemed like Dad was finding more and more reasons to punish her lately.

Although, today she might have more of a reason to be worried.

She had done everything perfectly last night, after her punishment. She made dinner, vacuumed the house, did her homework, rode Daddy's meat while he was watching the football game on TV, cleaned him off with her mouth, got all his beers without being asked, she even got naked and laid across his lap so he could put his beer on her butt in between sips. She didn't complain when Daddy woke her up in the middle of the night for round two, even cleaning him off again before going back to sleep.

In the morning, she did almost everything perfect. She made breakfast, woke Daddy up with cuddles and kisses and a quick handy, ironed his clothes and showered and brushed her teeth. She even set her phone to record herself using the toilet and then showering, which wasn't required but always made Daddy extra happy. The problem was, she forgot her phone. She left it in the bathroom. Which wasn't against the rules but...Daddy could find it. And go through it. And usually that wouldn't be a problem but Mandy had been kind of naughty lately. Nothing strictly against the rules but it was something Daddy might not like.

It was Emily's fault. Emily had told her about this app called "kik" where horny older guys would send you dick pics and talk dirty. To Mandy's surprise, they were really happy to hear about her special relationship with Dad. They thought poker night was a really great idea, too (agree to disagree, Mandy would tell them.) So she let them send dick pics and vids of themselves masturbating and Mandy might have sent a couple bikini pics. Could Dad really blame her? He was the one who took them in the first place!

Apparently he did blame her, when Mandy walked inside he was sitting on the living room couch with a stern look on his face, arms folded across his beer belly, her cell phone on the coffee table. Daddy looked like he'd already had a couple beers and he was feeling it. Poor Daddy, you shouldn't drink on an empty tummy. That's my fault, she thought.

Head bowed in shame, Mandy cleaned up the empty beer cans before presenting herself before her dad, arms at her sides and looking at the floor. Her father sighed.

"Palms on the couch, " he told her, patting a spot next to him.

She complied, resting her hands on the couch cushion and bending over at the hips.

"Arch your back, " he said, annoyance creeping into his voice already.

"I'll do a better job, Daddy, " she promised, arching her back and sticking her butt out.

"No back-talk, " he slurred. Daddy's a little drunk, she thought. It made her want to giggle but luckily she caught herself in time and bit her lip. Luckily Dad didn't notice.

He got up and stood behind her, grabbing the hem of her shorts with both hands and pulling her shorts and panties down to her ankles all at once, leaving her pale bubble butt exposed. He slapped her right buttock, hard and with no warning. She screamed in surprise at how sudden and brutal it was. It felt like her butt cheek was on fire. He slapped the other side even harder, so hard it drove her forward several inches so her head bumped into the couch. She was a good girl and saved herself from any further spanking by sticking out her butt again immediately.

That, and the fact that she had the butt plug in. That was the most recent rule Daddy had made up. She had to stick this butt plug in herself at some point before she came home, and Dad was giving her bigger and bigger ones every week. Today she'd excused herself to the bathroom right before class got out. This one was huger than ever and it felt enormous and uncomfortable for a while before her butt got used to it. Now Dad was slowly extracting it, Mandy whimpering as her anus widened and widened around it before it came all the way out with a sucking sound. Her anus gaped open for a couple seconds before she squeezed it shut.

She heard her dad walk away and get something from the fridge before coming back. She heard him open a cardboard box and then he set it down on the couch, upright, resting against the back of the couch. Mandy knew instinctually that if the box tipped over and spilled that she would be in even more trouble so she kept an eye on it. It was a box of those red, white and blue firecracker popsicles. Mandy thought she knew what was coming.

Dad took one out of the box and unwrapped it. Mandy gasped and flinched when he pressed the icy stick against her anus.

"Hold still, " he barked, smacking her in the same spot on her right buttock that he had earlier. She could already feel the huge red handprints throbbing on her butt where he had struck her.

She stuck her butt back out and sucked her lips into her mouth and bit them together so she wouldn't make too much noise. High-pitched, indignant squeals still escaped her nostrils as her dad inserted the popsicle into her ass, almost all the way in and not very slowly. Couldn't take too long or they would melt too much. He stuck it in and out a couple times for good measure, finishing by sticking it in half way and swirling it around inside her before pulling it out. She held perfectly still like a good girl as her dad inserted all eighteen popsicles into her rectum one by one. Somewhere around the tenth one she protested,

"It's so cold, Papa!"

"I can put my meatstick in there instead."

"No no no no-"

"Which one do you want in there? The meatstick or the popsicles?"

"Your meatstick's too big, Papa."

"Popsicles it is, then, " he said and resumed fucking his daughter's ass with the popsicles until they each had a turn. He put each one back in the wrapper as he went and put them back in the box and returned them to the freezer.

When he came back he plopped his horse cock onto the small over her back. It was greasy with some kind of lube. Her eyes went wide but she knew better than to protest.

"That was a very slutty thing you did, Amanda Joyce."

"Yes, Papa."

"That's something a whore does, young woman."

"Yes, Papa."

He paused for a moment, cock already stiffening on her back. "Now, I've decided to be nice and let you keep chatting on there. However, " he said, slapping his cock on her butt cheeks lightly, "I want you to ask me permission before you send or receive any pictures. If you receive a picture without permission you delete it and block him, understand?"

She sniffled. "Yes, Papa."

"Do you think that's fair?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good. Now..."

He lined the head of his cock against her asshole and started pressing. Mandy grimaced, teeth bared and eyes squeezed shut, and leaned forward. She couldn't help it. Her father grabbed her hips roughly and held her in place, inserting the head of his cock into her, millimeter by millimeter. Even just the head was bigger than the butt plug and he was stretching her asshole open. He's gonna split me in half, she thought, just before the head popped all the way in and her anus got a slight break. Her dad grunted as it slid in.

"Now, say it."

Say what? Mandy genuinely couldn't remember. She was somewhat preoccupied with the state of her rectum right now. It felt like someone had shoved a whole apple up there. Her rectum was randomly clenching in protest, against her will, just making it even tighter, to Daddy's pleasure, judging by his grunts and moans.

"Um, I need cummies?" she guessed.

He leaned down, one fist planted on the couch next to hers, big belly on her back, making her legs shake from the extra weight, face next to hers. He started nibbling on her ear, sucking on it with disgusting noises and licking it.

"No, whore, " he said in a weird creepy sexy voice.

Oh, that one. "I'm a whore, " Mandy grunted, straining not to squeeze down and harder. "I'm Daddy's princess but I'm a whore."

Suddenly she felt her dad's hand and forearm slapping against the back of her thighs. He was jerking off into her butt.

"No, Daddy, not in there, " she whined.

"Yes, baby, now keep saying it or I'll give you the whole thing."

"I'm a whore I'm a whore I'm a whore, " she blurted out.

He started grunting obscenely, tongue lolling against her ear as he orgasmed. He jerked another inch into her without thinking, stretching her again and she was shouting in pain as he blew his load, her rectum walls convulsing in protest as he shot load after load of semen into her, grunting and moaning and leaning on her so hard she was shaking as he rubbed his cock in her just a fraction of an inch back and forth.

When he was done he stood back up, pulling Mandy's butt with him as she yelped. He spread her cheeks and started pulling out as she whimpered and sniffled. It stretched again as the widest part of the head passed through and then he pulled it out with a messy sound.

Dad started lumbering up the stairs. At least he wasn't making Mandy clean off his shit-covered dick.

"I expect to hear dinner being made by the time I come back down, " he called down.

Mandy ran to the bathroom and tried to squeeze Daddy's cum out. It didn't work. She was going to have to put up with it randomly oozing out all evening. Well, the punishment worked. Mandy swore to herself to follow that new rule to the "t."

"I'm coming downstairs, " her dad called in a warning tone. She jumped up and pulled up her shorts and ran to the kitchen.