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Daddy's toy. (Nympho & Tyr)

Nicole groans loudly as she hit the floor, lading in a deep puddle of piss. She looks up at him in shock and pain, shaking a bit as she watches him get off the bed and move to the bathroom. "Shouldn't you uncuff me and let me clean this shit up?" She glares at him as she sits up, cleaning herself up a bit as she watches him, waiting. Mumbling under hear breath as he turns her back. "You and Tyrone can just eat shit and die for all I care."
 
No bitch, I’ll remove the cuffs when you’re done. So you better get to it quickly.

He turns and is halfway through the door to bathroom, when the girl makes her threatening comment about eat shit and die. If he were close enough he would have hit her, but it really wasn’t worth the effort. So turning he just smiles and answers back.

Don’t worry baby, you’ll be screaming a much different tune in a little while.

With that he just goes through the bathroom door, leaving it open as he prepares to take a shower, giving her no further consideration.
 
She blushes some as he turns back around and looks over at her before he walks into the bathroom. She rolls her eyes as she stands, stepping up in the puddle of piss and cum. She grabs his pillow and lays it in the puddle, letting it soak up before putting it back on the bed. She looks at the damp bed for a moment before yawning and sitting down, away from the puddle. She works at the hand cuff around her ankle for a while while he takes a shower. After a few failed attempts to free herself she just lays down on the floor, looking up as she waits for her father.
 
The shower felt nice as the water cleaned the sweat, sex and piss that covered various parts of his body. Brian took a leisurely shower, letting the water cascade over his body, as he planned the remainder of the day, and what the future would hold for Nicole, who he felt had some real potential. Still the shower was over soon enough and he grabs a towel and dries himself as he steps into the bedroom to check on his soon to be new whore. The towel rubbing his wet hair, as his large tattooed arms flex, his broad chest covered in even more tattoos, he comes back to the bedroom completely naked.

So did you clean up the mess like I told you too?

His eyes casting around to see how she got the job done, as he walks over to her seeing that she is still cuffed to the bed.
 
While he was in the shower, Nicole took it among herself to sit up on the bed and take on of his cigarrettes, light it and grab his phone. She looks over the pictures. She groans in desgust before she hears him get out of the shower. She quickly puts the phone down and gets on the floor. "Yep..."
 
Brian just tossed the damp towel on to the bed as he steps over to his daughter. There sitting on the floor was his daughter, which was as he expected, and yet something was just not right. There in the ashtray was a cigarette still smoldering, which gave him an indication she had been up to something else.

How’d you clean the mess up?

He somehow doubted that she’d licked it up. As he waits for the answer he reaches over and get the key off of the dresser, where it had been out of her reach. Leaning over, he begins to remove the cuff that had been around her ankle all night.
 
Nicole looks up at him for a moment before smiling some. "I licked it up like you said. Of course." She looks down as he uncuffs her ankle. She then moves up on the bed, rubbing her slightly bruised ankle as she looks up at him. "Daddy," She mumbles nervously. "I'm not really ready to lose my virginity." She plays with her slightly damp hair for a moment as she watches him. "Do you think we could postpone it?" She asks nervously, looking over at her lit cigarette and the open phone on the floor.

((Sorry about the last post, I had to hurry.))
 
OOC: No problem!

Seeing the phone of the floor, he quickly moves over concerned she made a call. Quickly looking at outgoing calls, he sees the last one is Tyrone. While he talks, he quickly looks through the menu, to put a coded number lock on the phone.

Baby, you may not see it, but you are so ready for cock. Fuck girl, you’re going to take to it like a duck to water, I can tell. Shit girl with a body like your, it a waste if its not getting regularly fucked.

Closing the phone satisfied with the result, he reaches over to the burning cigarette in the ashtray, brings it up to his lips and takes a puff, then hands it to his daughter. After she takes it, his hand just reaches down and plays with her breast, turning and tweaking the little pink nipple as he continues.

You just don’t realize yet, what you were born to be.

His eyes begin to cast around, cause he didn’t believe for a moment she licked it up. So what did she do?
 
She watches as he picks up the phone, blushing some as she waits for a moment. Once he handed the cigarette she takes a long drag before he grips her small nipples, making her blush and nearly fall back. She pulls away some, looking up at him. "Not right now Daddy, I just want to rest for a minute..." She takes another drag of her cigarette before pushing his hands away roughly.
 
When she bats away his hand, he quickly responds by slapping her across the face, forcing her down onto the bed.

Don’t you dare push me away! If I want to play with your titty, I can play with your titty. I don’t want to hear your shit about being tired, or headaches, or any other of that bullshit.

He reaches over to grab the pillow and feels the dampness on it and realizes what she had done. Now he puts the pillow to her face, and begins to suffocate her. Her face full of a wet piss and cum covered pillow.

Look what you have fucking done, you stupid cunt!
 
She screams loudly as he slaps her, making her lay back on the damp bed, caught off guard by his slap. She looks up at him, blushing as he feels the pillow and pushes it to her face. She screams through the pillow as she reaches up with the lit cigarette and tries to burn him. Not being able to see, she catches his chest with the cigarette, burning him as she struggles with the wet pillow. Her face was covered in piss, dirt, and cum from the pillow.
 
Brian feels the pain of the cigarette, burning into his chest, so he briefly lets go of the pillow and grabs her hand with the cigarette.

Don’t learn do you. Just a stupid cunt!

His hands through sheer brute force extract the cigarette from hers. Brian puts it in his mouth so he can free up his hands. With his hands free, and his naked body now atop of her, he just smiles as he puffs on the cigarette. Each hand grabs one of hers so she’s pinned. Moving his lips he flicks the ashes aside, so the red hot end of the cigarette is looking directly at her.
 
As soon as he let her go, she grabs the damp pillow and throws it off of her. She groans softly as he grips her wrists and pins her to the bed. She looks up at him, shaking some as her eyes trail down to his tattooed chest, staring at the fresh burn mark. She blushes as she looks back up at him. "I'm sorry daddy!" She demands, trying to sit up for a moment but couldn't escape his grasp. "I didn't mean to. Please daddy, have mercy." She whimpers. She was starting to get slightly wet as he pined her down to the bed with force. The look on his face only exciting her more.

"I want to be good."
 
Sorry, I didn’t mean too, horseshit! You did it because you wanted to defy me.

Still smoking the very same cigarette, he pins her to the bed, using his greater weight to keep her from escaping. The anger and fury on his face were easy to see, and the coldness behind his eyes never changing as his daughter begs for mercy. With little effort he pin her arms beneath his legs that straddled her body, so he could free up both hands. His hips over her abdomen, and his ass plopped down on her she really had very little room to move. There she was his young daughter pronouncing her desire to be good. Brian couldn’t help but smirk.

Then he begins to taunt, by pulling the cigarette from his mouth, with his recently freed hand. His other hand examines the fresh red spots in his own chest.

So I think you need to be taught a lesson for being such a bad girl. Now you tell me you want to be a good girl, I just don’t believe you. What are you going to do for your daddy instead of punishment, to show your now a good girl?

One hand still holding the cigarette by inches from her face while the other unkindly mauls one of her tits as if preparing it for the process of branding.
 
She looks up at him nervously as he moves on top of her. Her chest heaves up and down as she breathes with him on top of her. "Please daddy, I'll do anything! Just give me mercy!" She whimpers, her voice obviously showing fear and very shaky. She had no idea what he was capable of doing to her. She flinches roughly as attacks her breast, making her shake in fear. "Please daddy..." She beds as she starts struggling again, unable to move at all. "I'll do anything...." She repeats with fear in her voice as she stares at the cigarette for a moment, then back at him.
 
He mocks her back as she declares her willingness to do anything.

I’ll do anything, daddy. Anything, … well I’ll really do nothing, nothing at all except whine, complain and bitch and moan.

The taunting mocking continues as he torments her. Knowing full well she could do nothing about it. The tone is sarcastic as he throws her words back at her.

You want do something then you show Tyrone a fucking good time. You be the nastiest, sluttiest, little virgin whore. No holding back, no whining, no complaining, you just do it. OR I’LL…

The cigarette comes down on her shoulder,

DO THIS!
 
Nicole blushes as he mocks her, showing no concern for her situation. Her eyes tear up some as he mentions Tyrone before he brings the cigarette down on her small shoulder. She screams loudly as she struggles underneath him. "Please daddy!" She begs as she struggles, making the cigarette move on her shoulder, burning her in different areas of her shoulder. She continues to screams as the cigarette burns into her, tearing through her soft smooth skin.
 
Turning the hot burning cigarette against her, he smiles as she continues to beg.

So tell me baby, what are you going to do for your daddy? Are you going to do as your daddy says and make Tyrone a happy man?

Brian twists the cigarette back and forth in the same spot to maximum effect.

I can’t hear you?

There was no way he was going to let any bitch burn him or disrespect him and get away with it. Give them an inch and they took a mile. Beat your bitches, and they paid dividends, cuddle them and you had a serious fucking problem.
 
Her screams soften some, but don't completely got away as he continues to burn her. "Yes daddy! I'll be good and make Tyrone happy! I promise!" She screams as she struggles to move away from the burning cigarette under her. "I promise!" She repeats as she struggles a bit more, a tear running down her face as she whimpers. Amazingly, she started getting wet as he burnt her. She was so confused. She hated the pain, but then it just turned her on. She had no idea how to take the feelings that she had, only confused about what she was feeling.
 
Brian leaves the cigarette on her shoulder a little longer to make a point, till finally he withdraws it, and returns it to his mouth to smoke.

Excellent, see how much nicer it is when you cooperate.

Stepping off, his hand reaches down the fingers running through her sex. The action meant to reward her, but the dampness he encounters surprises him. So as he talks and gives her instructions of about what she was to do, he just continues to rub her wetness.

You’re going to take a shower, and when you’re done I’ll have some clothes ready for you to try on. After we get you all nice and dressed up, Tyrone’s coming over and your going to make him a very happy man are we clear?

Putting the cigarette down into the ashtray on the nightstand.

Now why don’t you give your daddy a nice kiss and run off and get cleaned up.
 
Nicole's screams finally stop as he withdraws the cigarette from her burnt shoulder. She whimpers some as she lays back, feeling like her shoulder was on fire from the cigarette. She moves her hand gently over her abused shoulder to feel the newly made scar. She blushes, shocked as she feels his fingers run down her damp lower lips. Sitting up, she stays quiet, listening as he gives her instructions on what to do next. She doesn't pull away, or close her legs as he continues to rub her. She stands a bit and kisses him gently, probably not what he was expecting from a kiss. She looks up at him, her tears drying as she stares up into his unforgiving cold eyes. "Thank you, Daddy." She mumbles as she wonders off to her shower, not quite sure why she was saying thank you, but said it anyway.

She moves to her shower, bushing her hair before stepping it. She spent most of the shower, scrubbing herself with soap all over, then let the water run down her pale skin. After the warm shower, she put some antibiotic on her shoulder before looking through the house for her father, wearing only a small purple towel.
 
Brian had tossed the piss covered pillow into the girl’s room, it was her problem to deal with. After getting dressed, he goes to hall closet, he pulls out three boxes, which represented most of Cindy’s clothes. There were tube tops, hot pants, high heals, and a large variety of other very revealing clothing many with themes, just what you’d expect from a whore. He carries them into the living room for when Nicole gets out of the shower.

Sitting on the couch drinking a beer he sees Nicole come in.

Excellent baby, why don’t you look through these boxes and let’s see what will fit and give Tyrone a big old hard on. Putting his feet on the coffee table, the intent was obvious that he intended to watch her change clothes and dress up.
 
She looks over at him before looking at the boxes. She walks over and looks in one of them before looking back at him. "Daddy I cant wear-" She stops herself as the pain of the burn on her shoulder fills her body. She sighs and pulls out a black tube top, a dark jeaned mini skirt, a black thong with red lace, and some black high heals. She drops her towel in front of him, knowing he wasn't going to leave to let her change. She pulls on the tube top, her large breasts filling it and making fit tightly around her chest, only barely covering her breasts. She then pulls the thong up over her bare cunt before pulling the skirt up over it. She looks back at him, blushing. The skirt was very short, letting half of her full ass hang out. The thong was pulled up over her hips some, showing out of the skirt. She hooks the high heels up and looks down at her father. "How do I look?" She mumbles before turning around and bending over in front of him, the skirt pulling up over her ass and giving him quite a show of her ass and thong.
 
With his free hand he reaches out and swats her ass, though his hand doesn’t leave but rather crudely kneads the cheek of her ass. Drinking his beer, his fingers reach up under the skirt and pulls at her thong.

No get rid of the thong, you shouldn’t cover up your pussy in case he just wants to bend you over and fuck you standing.

His fingers intrude under the hem of her skirt, playing with her nether regions as he talks. The conversation is friendly and casual as if they are discussing the weather and not her losing her virginity.

Is there a micro skirt in there, and some of those fuck me pumps? You always want to dress your best, when you’re trying to get a guy all hot and bothered.

Brian’s fingers withdraw from their playing to again smack her ass, to further encourage he prompt response.
 
She blushes, gasping softly as he swats her. She straightens herself as she pulls down the thong, stepping out of it and tossing it aside. She blushes looking down at him as she moves back to the boxes. She sits down by them, crossing her legs some as she looks back at him. "I like what I'm wearing." She smiles calming. The outfit she picked out was the most non revealing one she could find. She didn't seem very nervous about losing her virginity. She was calm as she stayed seated by the boxes, staring at her father.
 
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