J. Thorpe: Three Little Naughties: Stories About Three Little Naughty Girls

The last thing, Bea felt as she slipped into unconsciousness was the two men cocks swell and pulse as they filled her with her final load of cum. Some hours later a very sore Bea awoke and groggily looked around. She could see the other members of her quartet still asleep from the drugs they had been given. The house was empty and looking down she found that her clothes had been replaced. It was only later that she discovered that the house was for sale and had been empty for some time and figured out that her attackers had just borrowed it for the night. Bea decided not to tell anyone what had been done to her after she found a note in her pocket warning her that the video of her performance would be posted on the web should she ever tell of her ordeal. This left her with one problem however.

How was she ever going to be able to explain to her father why she now sported rings through the new piercings in her nipples and clit complete with miniature violin bows that would have to be cut through if she ever wanted them off?

Bea strained against the ropes that held her naked young body arched backwards over the chair as she waited to see what her Dad would do next. The petite twelve year old and her Father had been playing tie up games, whenever her Mother went out, for just over a year now and each time her Father tried to make it just a little more painful for her as he found new ways to tie and torment her young body. Bea loved the helplessness and the attention that she got when her Father tied her and today her Mother was out for the afternoon, shopping. No sooner had the car left the drive than Bea was in her Dad's study waiting for her tie up time. “I've got something really special planned for you today,” her Father told her as he pulled the shirt over her head revealing the white training bra underneath. She didn't really need the training bra yet, as she only had little bumps as breasts but it made her feel very grown up to wear one. Next he knelt before her and unbuttoned her shorts before pulling them down her slim legs revealing her white, little girl panties with blue flowers on them. Standing up he looked down at his little girl's body and admired her young beauty as she stood waiting impatiently in her underwear. His eyes took in the slim legs with their soft skin leading up to her still slightly rounded bum. Turning her around he admired the way the front of her panties clearly showed the outline of her cunny as they stretched across the top of her legs.

Next his gaze rose to her flat tummy and up to her almost nonexistent breasts. He could just see the bump of her nipples under the material, signalling that she was already in a state of arousal. Bea flushed as her Father examined her body. She loved the way he looked at her and could feel herself getting the tingly feeling that she loved so much, between her legs as he continued to stare hungrily at her. Now her Father was looking into her green eyes and asking her a question. She had been so lost in her thoughts that she missed it and he had to repeat himself. “Are you sure you want me to tie you up and play with you today?” He asked. He always asked the same question before each session and Bea's answer was always the same.

“Yes please Daddy,” she answered. “What's the special thing you have planned?” “It's a surprise,” he told her. “You will find out shortly. Now get out of your underwear and stand by the chair.”

As he stood back and watched his twelve-year-old Daughter pull her training bra over her head, Bea's Dad thought, not for the first time, just how lucky he was. When he had introduced her to bondage, using the pretext that she was being a nuisance, he had just expected to live out his fantasy once or maybe twice. Now here they were a year later and he got to bind her at least twice a week, usually at her prompting. Now he watched as Bea smoothed her short black hair, which had been messed up by the bra, back down and turned away from him as she bent forward to take off her panties. His eyes took in the tight little bum as it came into view and lingered on the apex at the top of her legs, which widened as she lifted each foot in turn to remove her panties. Slowly Bea walked to the chair and stood before it waiting further instructions and giving her Dad time to look at her naked front. With no hair yet covering her cunny the pouting lips showed and made her look even more naked. As her Dad walked towards her with several lengths of rope in his hands, the little girl found herself short of breath as the anticipation of what was to come gripped her. “Are you ready, sweetheart?” he asked as he turned the chair around so that the back of the chair was against the back of his preteen Daughters legs. “Yes Daddy,” Bea replied finding it hard to speak properly. The chair was a heavy, wooden, four legged one with a brown fabric seat and back. Bea's Dad fastened her ankles to the back legs of the chair, which spread her feet apart.

Next he tied rope around her legs just above the knees and fastened this to the top of the chair legs, pulling her legs open slightly wider. Now he tied a rope to each of her wrists and going behind her pulled her backwards over the back of the chair until she could support herself by putting her arms behind her back on the front of the chair seat. Now he let her go and tied the ropes on her wrists to the front legs of the chair, pulling her wrists apart but being careful not to cause her to lose her balance. Lastly he tied a rope around her chest, under her arms and fastened it to the front of the chair in the middle, pulling her body down as much as he dared.

Standing back he admired the tautly stretched body of his Daughter as her bent over backwards position showed off the flexibility of her youth. As she felt her Dad's hands run over her chest and graze her nipples Bea was viewing the world upside down.

She gasped as she felt his finger and thumb gently squeezing and tugging at first one breast and then the other and sighed as she felt his warm mouth suck and lick them each in turn. Now she could feel his hot kisses as he kissed his way down her body to her cunny and her whole body shook as he planted a kiss right on the lips of her secret place. She moaned in pleasure as she felt his tongue spread her open and seek the hard little button of her clit and moaned again as the tongue flicked over the tender spot making her jump. Her feeling of helplessness and the pain of her bent over position enhanced the pleasure that his tongue was giving her and very soon she was on the edge of climaxing but he stopped causing her to moan in frustration just before she got to the point of no return. “No,” she moaned. “Don't stop.” “Soon baby,” her Dad replied. “Just be a little patient.” Now she felt his fingers at the mouth of her cunny as he gently inserted one up to the first knuckle. While it was a tight fit, the lubrication caused by her sexual excitement allowed it slide smoothly in and out. Slowly her Dad pushed his finger further into her until it was completely inside her at which point he started to slide it in and out until she accepted it comfortably, at which point he added a second finger. Feeling herself stretched again Bea moaned with both pain and pleasure as her Dad's tongue returned to teasing her hard clit. She knew that she couldn't stand this for long and after only a minute her body was wracked by a powerful orgasm. Feeling his daughter's cunny flood with her juices as she came her Father told her to wait and went to the freezer in the garage returning with several items in a bowl. As he approached her he could see the film of sweat across her body and the tightness of the muscles under her skin caused by the harsh position that he had tied her in. Bea felt her Father untie her wrists and upper body before helping her to stand up but instead of untying her legs he instructed her to bend forward and grasp her ankles. In her new position Bea knew that her bottom was totally exposed to her Father's lustful gaze and was not surprised when she felt his fingers spread some cream around the entrance to her bum. As his finger pushed up against her anus she tried very hard to relax it as he had taught her but still jumped as pain went through her as his finger pushed through the muscle and deep inside her. The finger worked in and out of her until her Father decided to add a second finger to further stretch her tiny bum. Finally she felt him pull both fingers out and an empty feeling was left where the pain had been before.