Unknown - Daughter in Heat

"Mom, no, please. That would be hell unless I can masturbate in it."

"You can't. The girdle is specifically designed to prevent any form of genital masturbation. It has a plastic cup in the crotch with a tube that passes through to the outside.

When you have to piss, you simply piss your girdle and the piss shoots out through the tube. You'll piss like a man. Interesting, huh?"

"No, it's horrible. If that's the device, I won't do anything with Daddy."

"I think you will. I know him. He must have pussy. He can't help himself. He'll be coming in here before long.

He'll rape you if he has to. He just got a sample of your young pussy, and he never felt anything like it in his life."

"Is that what he said? He liked it?"

"He said he'd crawl naked over a line of naked Dallas Cowboys cheerleaders, across a football field of broken glass just to hear you fart over a telephone."

"He did not."

"He did so. Heather, that man has to have you. He'll get you. I'll catch him at it sooner or later, and I'll make him put the device on you, snap the lock, and hand me the key. After that, I will own your cunt, and when I own your cunt, I'll have him wrapped around my little finger. Isn't that exciting?"

"No, Mom, don't do this. Please don't do this. Why do you want to do this?"

"Two reasons: I want to own your cunt, and I want my husband on a short leash.

Besides, I think it'll be fun. Other than my own, I've never owned a sexy young cunt before.

I can think of hundreds of fun things to do with one if I still had one. You don't think I'd keep it locked up and put away, do you?"

"You won't?"

"Of course not. You'll be out of that device more than in it, but only when Sarah or I say and only for as long as we say. When we're not using it, we want it left alone to get horny again for the next time we need to use it. You won't be masturbating; but then, you shouldn't need to."

"I always need to."

"Heather, you've never had real sex before.

Real good sex satisfies a horny pussy. You'll sleep better. You'll see. When Daddy comes to you, he'll find a receptive little slut, won't he?"

"No. Mom, I still don't want my pussy locked up. I couldn't stand that, not even for a little while. You don't know me. I need to masturbate. Real sex is great, but I love being able to touch myself and fuck myself. I do it just right, tuned into my own fantasies. It would be sheer torture to fantasize and not be able to relieve myself."

Heather was, in fact, masturbating with both hands while saying this. Sue looked at the working fingers and said, "I see. I suppose we'll have to do this the hard way."

Sue got up. Heather said, "Mom, what are you going to do?"

"You'll see."

Sue returned with a paper bag. She set the bag on the floor and removed rope.

She pulled Heather's right wrist out of her crotch, wrapped the rope around it, passed the tail end down the far side of the bed, reached under the bed to bring it up, grabbed the left wrist to wrap it and pulled both arms to the outer edges of the bed, securing her arms out to her side.

Heather watched the procedure with a look of dread.

Her mother then took cotton rope and tied her legs out at the knees. She took a cucumber that had ropes passing through the end in both directions, inserted it deep, then used the ropes to secure it to her waist and upper thighs. She then stood back to survey her work, saying, "There. Now, all I have to do is tell your father you'd like another good night kiss. If he can resist this, I'll kiss his ass."

"Mom, no. Please don't."

"Beg him. See how much good it does you.

Who knows, he might spare you and untie you, but don't count on it. I'm going to tell him that if he releases you, he'll get no pussy from me, either. No, Heather, you're fucked. I must have that sweet pussy of yours. I will have it.

This is how you will sleep until I win. Next time, I'll use lipstick to write in big letters, "PLEASE FUCK ME, DADDY!" The next night, I'll add a gag so that he can't hear you pleading for him not to. The next, I'll KY-jelly your sexy pussy and place a welcome mat below it. If I still haven't won by then, I'll tie you face down with your sexy ass up and 'CUM IN MY ASS, DADDY!' written on your cute little butt. He'll fuck that, I assure you. You're cunt is mine, Heather. Eventually, I'll win. I will always win. I'm a bad mommy."

"All right, mother. I won't beg him not to fuck me. I know you'll win."

"No, don't make it easy. I want you to beg.

I want you to see how your father deals with a begging daughter at her mother's mercy. This should be very enlightening for you.

I'll go get Daddy for you. Don't go anywhere, okay?" Sue laughed on the way out, turning out the light as she went.

Heather laid there looking up at the dark ceiling, half worried, half thrilled beyond words, full of anxiety, but also full of frustrated desire. The cuke felt fantastic. She just wished she could make it move. She thought about the girdle and life in the girdle. She shuddered and tingled all at the same time.

Several minutes of quiet anxiety and she heard approaching barefoot steps. The light came on, and there stood her nude father, wide-eyed and mouth agape.

Heather watched his dick rise rapidly to full throbbing stand in fifteen seconds.

He came over and stood looking down on her body, stroking his erection. Heather saw her mother hanging back, peeking around the door frame.

Heather said, "Daddy, please don't. It's a trap. Mom wants me in the chastity device. It's a girdle that locks on. I won't be able to masturbate. I'd die, Daddy, I'd simply die."

"God damn, Heather. I'm sorry, sweetheart, but this turns me the fuck on. She knows my weaknesses."

"Daddy, no. Please don't fuck me! Jack-off on me instead. Think about fucking me. Think about a dog fucking me. Think about me sucking off a dog."

"Fuck, Heather, you look lovely. I want you so badly."

"I know, and I want you, but we must play by Mom's rules. We must. Please, don't let her win. She wants to own my pussy."

"I know. It looks to me like she owns it already."

"Daddy, you're the boss, the bread winner.

Untie me and tell her she can't do this to me. Make me your mistress and make her accept it. She'll have to accept it. She would never divorce you and you control all the money. Take me to your bed and make love to me. Make her sit in a chair and watch. I'll be so good. I'll show her what a good mistress I can be."

Heather could see her mother was masturbating, enjoying a good beg. This inspired Heather to add, "You can cum in my pussy and I'll rub my fucked cunt in her face if you'll tie her up for me. I'd love to put her in her place. With your support, I could. I'd love to piss in her face and make her drink piss right from my pussy. I'd do it, too. You'd like to see me do that to Mom, wouldn't you?"

Sue loved this and whaled on her cunt. Jack sprayed cum all over his daughter.

She was peppered from crotch to the top of her head. After he came, he plopped on the bed and looked over the mess he'd made. Their eyes met. Her eyes looked hopeful.

His offered no hope. He said, "Sorry, Heather, but she holds the trump card.

What I'm doing is illegal. If push came to shove, she could have me sent to prison. No, I'm sorry, but you won't ever be my mistress unless she says you can be my mistress. Take my advice, don't ever let your mother hear you talking like that.

You'll give her ideas and I would hate to see her treating you the way you would treat her. I think she's actually capable of doing those things. It would devastate me to see my little princess turned into a sex slave and human toilet. I shudder to even think about it."

Sue made her dramatic entrance in the nude, saying, "Well shudder away, Jack. I heard every word that little bitch said." Sue came up to the bed at Heather's head and sternly said, "So, you'd piss in my mouth, would you? Make me a sex slave, huh? Rub your fucked cunt in my face, will you? Well, bitch, you just sealed your fate."