Infant Requires Transport to School
It's still unbelievable what transpired last night. You're still dripping with cum, and you're more turned on than ever. You're not just dripping with cum, you're soaking wet.
You manage to conceal it for a while, thinking you've managed to avoid suspicion when a friend notices and smirks maliciously. You try to steer clear of him for the rest of the night, glancing in his direction occasionally, only to see him staring back at you. You can't take it anymore. Did he see the cum? What else did he see?
The night ends, and you leave early with the hope that you're just paranoid. You return home, feeling both hopeful and alarmed. Wondering if your dad is still awake. But the coast is clear. You're a little disappointed, but then you remember what you had to look forward to. A quick shower and getting ready for bed.
You fantasized about your dad all night. Thinking of ways to entice him. Plotting about how you longed for him to treat you like a sex toy. Then it strikes you once more, the recollection of his thick cock opening your ass in front of a crowd. You climax again from just thinking about it.
The next day, you awaken and wonder whether it was real. "That really happened, right?" You ask yourself. A knock at your bedroom door startles you.
"Get up, sweetheart. You'll be late for school." Your dad's voice filters through the door.
Upon hearing his voice, you can't help but feel moist.
You chuckle to yourself, saying, "Cum in!" and blush, covering your face with your sheets.
He enters the room carrying a tray.
"I made you breakfast, sweetie. You must be tired after the concert and your night out."
He places it on your nightstand and sits at the foot of the bed. You long for him to touch you, to pull the covers back to reveal your fully naked body.
"Thank you, daddy. I loved last night so much. You're the greatest." You say, then blush. Hoping he'll mention what happened. His exploitation of your ass at the concert.
"Always for you, baby. Now get dressed and go to school. I don't want you to be late. But you've overslept a bit, so I'll let you stay up a little later today, given how active last night was."
"Okay, daddy. I'll get prepared now." You grin, but then wait. "Now daddy! Now! Pull the sheets back and look at me, daddy! Please!" You plead in your mind.
Your dad stands up. He glances at you, and you're sure you can see a smirk cross his face. He then walks out of the room, shutting the door behind him.
Disappointed but still insatiable, you need to climax.
You eat your breakfast and receive a text, "Class has been canceled. I can't give you a ride this morning. Sorry!" One of your classmates writes.
"Wonderful! But now what? My ride is out of the question... oh, my dad is off today. Maybe he can give me a..." your mind trails off. You recall his hand on your thigh the night before during the car ride. And you rush out of the room excitedly.
"Daddy, can you give me a ride to school? My ride canceled on me!" You call out from the stairs.
"Sure, sweetheart. Anytime." He responds.
"Great! I'll get ready, and I'll see you in the car!"
You get dressed, but you decide to be forward with your dad. Given his silence on the previous night, you need to remind him. So you don't wear a bra or panties.
Noticing your dad placing items in the back of the Jeep Cherokee, you think, "I hope he doesn't work late tonight...." Your mind wanders off. Hoping he'll take advantage of you after dinner, right on the dining table.
Your dad calls out to you and you snap back to reality. You're both in the car and he's driving.
Still tired from the previous day, you fall asleep while your dad completes his errands before dropping you off at school.
Sometime later, you feel out of sorts. Are you experiencing a nightmare? You attempt to resist.
"You've always been such a heavy sleeper," a voice informs you as you gradually regain consciousness. But you can't see anything. Could it be a blindfold? You're unable to speak, and your hands, along with the rest of your body, are immobilized. Your mouth is taped shut, and your limbs are tied up.
What's going on here? You ponder while your heart pounds in terror. You suddenly remember being with your father... and you start to relax somewhat. However, your sense of calm is short-lived, as you're soon drenched in sweat. You hear your father's voice again.
"Ah, my little girl is finally awake. I'm sorry I didn't wake you up sooner; you looked so exhausted."
You attempt to speak and squirm around, not out of fear, but to try and understand your current situation. You find your hands bound above your head with rope, and rope on each ankle, but not tied together.
"Oh, by the way, dear, about the blindfold and such. Well, you showed me last night what you truly desired, and you're such a kinky girl that you'll even let your own father use you in public. I had no idea I raised such a depraved daughter."
You realize you're still in the SUV.
"Oh, I almost forgot. We're actually in the parking lot of your school. Don't worry. No one can see; I hung curtains on the windows. I wouldn't want to get you expelled, now would I?" He mentions, then rubs his hands over your inner thighs. And you realize you're not wearing any clothes.
Then you feel a butt plug in your ass. "What has my father done while I was asleep? Am I really such a heavy sleeper? Wait, how many times has he done this?" You question, but the thought only turns you on more.
"I'm going to train my naughty daughter into my personal fuck toy now. I've seen the kind of porn you enjoy; you're not very good at hiding your fetish," he says, contradicting the fact that you hoped he'd see your fetish.
He tightens the rope, binding your breasts. You're astonished by how amazing this feels. Even the feelings of disgust and shame should disturb you, yet they create the opposite effect. You want more.
He then tightens another rope, raising your legs, revealing your exposed pussy.
He starts manipulating your vagina with his fingers, spreading the hairless folds. He inserts one finger, then another, before resting on your g spot. And then you sense his breath on your clitoris and labia.
But he removes his fingers. He then moves away from your pussy. "Oh, that's right, I nearly forgot," he says, moving around a bit, and then you feel clamps on your nipples.
"Mmmmmmmgggmmmmmgggmmmmgmmmmhhhhhhh!" is the only sound you're able to make with your mouth still taped shut.
"Now, don't move your legs too much, baby. The clamps are tied to the rope raising your legs. If you move too much, it will pull on the clamps. You've been warned," he warns, and you can hear the smile in his voice. He slides his fingers back into your pussy and stimulates your g spot.
You involuntarily tighten your legs, pulling the rope tighter, resulting in the clamps tugging on your nipples.
"MMMMMMMMFMFMFMFFFFFFfmmmmmmmgggmmmmbmmbm everytime," you moan.
"Bad girl! You liked that, didn't you? Noted. I'll remember that later!" he comments, and he giggles as he once again fingers your pussy.
You're close to cumming, so you tense your legs, pulling the rope tighter and, as your father predicted, the clamps tug on your nipples, stretching them upward.
"MMMMMMMFMFMFMmmmmmmmmdmmdm!" you groan.
"You like that, huh, baby?" he inquires. "Keep coming like that" he orders as he continues to finger your pussy while controlling the vibrator with his free hand.
You convulse from several intense orgasms.
"That's right, baby, keep cumming like that." He stops fingering your clit and replaces it with his hand, stroking it feverishly while simultaneously manipulating your vagina with the powerful vibrator on maximum intensity.
"MMMMMMMFMFMFMmmmmmmmmdmmdm!!!!" And you writhe from nonstop multiple orgasms.
"Good girl, keep cumming like that," he says, using your own fluids to stroke your clit.
You continue squirting and squirming. Suddenly, he stops. You finally stop cumming. Intense pain hits your breasts. Your nipples feel stretched hard as your legs exert maximum force, causing your breasts to pull further.
"Wow, baby. I can't wait for you to see yourself right now. Don't worry - I recorded it all. Just for you," he sounds contented. He remains seated, admiring what he had created. A masterpiece.
Humiliated, degraded, and used in public by your own dad, you're cumming harder than ever. Tears of joy flow uncontrollably under the blindfold. Skipping school doesn't bother you at all.
All you want now is for your dad to thrust his thick penis into your aching and stretched-out vagina. You want to feel him cumming deep inside you again and again.
But he gets out of the SUV and back into the driver's seat. You hear him remove the curtains. The car starts moving.
"Alright, it's time to go back home, baby. I think you've had enough for today. But let's explore another type of fun." He taps his phone, and the plug in your ass vibrates intensely.
He drives away. There are no tinted windows. And it's rush hour traffic. Even through the blindfold, you sense the gazes of other drivers seeing a slut displayed.
Finally, you return home, and your dad unties you. He hands you your clothes.
"Alright, baby. I gotta leave now. I'll be coming home later tonight. If you go out tonight, be careful and keep me updated," he says.
He gives you the softest, most passionate kiss you've ever experienced.
"I love you so much, dad!"
"Have a great night shift, dad. Let's continue our work tomorrow morning when you get home!" you tease as you exit the SUV and dash into the house.
"I left a surprise on your bed." He yells out the window.
You wave as he drives off. When you enter your room, you find two boxes on your bed. They're new sex toys: a remotely controllable clitoral stimulator and vibrators. There's a note too.
Wear these if you go out tonight.
Love,
Daddy
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