Broken: Cereus and Madis Ex, incest, bdsm, noncon, etc!

Cereus · May 2, 2021

Richard Derek Harper was a contract attorney, and a successful one. Not even the pandemic did much to hurt his practice, as he just shifted his work location from his down town offices, to his home, (and had his paralegal work from her home). Living in a gated community, Los Pinos Springs, where each buildable lot was required to be no less than five acres. This ensured privacy, and provided for a tranquil, and relaxing home for himself, and his 18 year old daughter Ilona, petite at five foot one, with luxuriously thick long glossy black hair, brilliant green eyes, and a figure that would turn any man's eye. Even that of her father.

Richard was 38, and stood just shy of six foot two, stayed in shape, and was more lanky than thickly muscled. He had the same dark hair as his daughter, and over the past 15 months it had grown out so long that he was able...or forced....to tie it in a short tail at the back of his head. His lineage was that of the Catalan's from North East Spain. Mediterranean stock, though diluted with other European blood lines over many generations. He had hazel eyes, kept his face cleanly shaven, though that required he shave twice a day. His family name was anglicized when his ancestors immigrated to the new world so many years ago, and his family history was mostly lost when that happened.

With 15 months of isolation already behind them, and many many more months of isolation to look forward too, nerves were often frayed, both were bored, and Richard had begun exploring darker elements on the internet during his free time. Which in turn led to fevered fantasies often involving IIlona. Inappropriate contact and seemingly innocent touching, brushing his hand across her rather shapely ass in passing, or her breasts, just barely covered with a cropped T, or bikini top. He'd even "accidentally" walked in on her while she showered, taking long seconds to admire the view of her naked body before apologizing, and making his retreat.

There things would have stayed, if not for the incident with an important contract he'd left open on his laptop. It was complete, though he didn't plan on sending it out to his client until his paralegal had checked it over. That was a routine step, belt and suspenders, meant to catch errors before those important contracts were delivered to his clients. But that one important contract, well, it had errors, seemingly small ones that his paralegal would have flagged. If only it had been sent to her. Apparently, while doing her daily chores, IIona, (dancing, apparently...he'd checked the security camera footage), had rubbed her rather shapely ass across his laptop's keyboard, and had inadvertently sent the contract to his client. His client, believing it was the final draft, had signed it with his customer, and found himself financially in a binding hole because of it.

Richard immediately lost that client, and his professional reputation took a serious hit. His ex-client was understandably angry with him, And Richard was almost livid when he forensically recreated the sequence of events that showed IIona was responsible for the error. "IIona!", he called out, fuming in his office, ready to...to...what exactly does one do to an 18 year old girl to punish her? Her freedom to do much of anything was already gone. His fevered fantasies quickly came to mind. His lovely daughter, naked on all fours, collared and leashed, and being trained....her heart shaped ass, the glimpse of her furred pussy between her thighs, the tight pucker of her virgin anus on display.

"Fuck", he whispered to himself quietly. His own daughter. It was just....so very fucking arousing. When IIona walked in, a concerned expression on her face, thanks to the angry tone of her father's voice, he sat her down, and spent the obligatory 15 minutes lecturing her. "We'll discuss this further....", he concluded at last, ".....after I decide on your punishment. Until then, give me your phone". By that point, Richard had a damned good idea what, and how her punishment was going to be delivered.

Madis · May 2, 2021

Ilona Harper was a recent High School Graduate. And despite the pandemic forcing her to finish up via online tutors the bright and bubbly teen still managed to finish with the same high grades she had maintained throughout her high school career. Of course the pandemic had not stopped the raven haired teen from trying to work on her body but no matter how hard she tried the slight chub to her body still would not melt away.

It was not that she was fat, but at 18 and given her size at 5’1 the teen was still considered chubby. It was not really just about her stomach though, sure she had a belly but what the teen hated more then that were her thigh ass and pussy. Not only was her ass rather large which in itself a problem when trying to find jeans that fit but she had wide hips and her thighs were also a pain to deal with when it came to pants. Not only that but she could not stand the creases on them and had a tendency to ware long skirts and dresses. Of course the last part her pussy, though she enjoy fingering and playing with herself she hated seeing it and how fat it was of course the way it looked in the mirror it almost made her belly look bigger than it really was. About the only thing she really liked about herself was her tits as she had been endowed with a nice large C cup and that was part of herself that she loved to flaunt. The only other aspect of her body the teen like d well two was her long raven black hair which wen down to her fat ass and he piercing green eyes.

Of course while the pandemic had not been too bad, 15 months of isolation with her dad and the fact there were more months of it to come, Illona was at times a bundle of frayed nerves and starting to get bored. Then there was her father, Illona loved her father and gladly helped with chores. It was the least she could do as he had a tendency to spoil her and let her do what she wanted but recently. Recently there has been a little too much contact.

For the most part the teen brushed it off as accidents, even the bathroom incident she brushed off as the teen figured as long as they did not escalate the worse she was dealing with we a dad who was lonely, at the end of the day she'd rather be her dads eye candy then have him mad at her and yelling wich he rarely did unless.

Illona sat up in her room pacing her face burning, she had fucked up, well it had been an accident it wasn't like she purposely sent the document she had just gotten to close to the dam laptop while doing chores. Well ok maybe she had taken some time to dance to the music she had been listening to but he had left it open. So really it had been his fault yea that was… no it wouldn't matter what she said she knew she was in trouble and even more so when she heard him shouting for her.

She made here way to him and walking into the room he was in a concerned look on her face she swallowed hard “Yes daddy?” He then sat her down and lectured her. The whole time she looked down on the verge of tears, she hated disappointing him and she had done more than that this time. When he was done the teen looked up wide eyes as he asked for her phone. “But Daddy that's totally…..” seeing his look and knowing there was no way she would talk him out of it she stood up and pulled it out of her pocket and handed it over. “I am sorry Daddy”

Cereus · May 2, 2021

"We'll discuss this more in a few days after I've had time to think", Richard said gruffly, standing, and lifting one hand toward the door to his office. "Until then, IIona, no TV, and in bed by ten". She was dressed in a tight fitting pink/yellow tie-dyed t-shirt knit pair of shorts, and a midriff T, and only that, that he could tell, and his eyes were very much on her delightful body as she walked from his office. He doubted she was wearing a bra, and there was nothing in the way her firm youthful ass bounced as she walked that suggested panties made up any part of her ensemble either. That sweet torture of look but don't touch was going to come to a sudden end. He didn't have anything that needed thinking about, as he'd already decided on a course of action. Still, it would take a few days to prepare.

First, in order to put his plan into action, he'd need a way to temporarily incapacitate his beautiful daughter, and the answer to that problem was in the detritus left behind by his soon to be ex-wife. Like him, she was of Catalan descent, and as their marriage slowly crumbled, she spent more and more time in Europe, where she was prescribed flunitrazepam for anxiety, and insomnia, which was a very strong Benzodiazepine related to Valium. It wasn't prescribed in the U.S., due to it's potential for abuse, and was known there by it's trademark Rohypnol, or the date rape drug. There was a 100 ml bottle of the stuff in the basement refrigerator. Still sealed. More than enough for what Richard planned, as he'd watched his wife dose herself before bed with as much as 3 ml, which usually knocked her out for the night. 5 ml, he thought, would be more than enough to render IIona helpless.

Next, he needed numerous items ordered from some rather sketchy websites he'd discovered over the past several months. A pair of mitts for her hands, which wouldn't be removable by her, and left her hands useless, but for crawling. A pair of slippers, similarly unremovable by her, which would make it impossible for her to stand, or walk upright. She would be reduced to crawling. She would be rendered incapable of taking care of herself at all. That would fall to Richard, her father. All of it. From bathing, to feeding, to using the bathroom, she would rely on him. Other fun items....tails, that bloomed in bright pretty colors from small butt-plugs. Collars, with tiny gold heart shaped tags that dangled from them with the word, "slut", "whore", "slave", or "bitch" engraved on them, and "IIona" on the reverse. Jeweled leashes, garter belts and stockings to pinch tight around her pretty thighs. Small clamps decorated with silvery ringing bells for her nipples and clit.

In the space of 24 hours, Richard spent well over two thousand dollars on things IIona would need. She would need to be paddled, and spanked....her ass, her pussy, her tits. She would need to be disciplined and punished. She would need to learn to obey like an obedient pet. Likewise, she would need to be rewarded, and caressed when she behaved. For her, (and Richard too), it was going to be a whole new life, and he expected she would rebel against it at first. It would take her time to accept the touch of her father's hands against her nubile naked flesh. They weren't going anywhere...and time was the one thing they had an abundance of.

It took four days for everything to arrive. Parcels being dropped off a couple times a day on the front porch, (or down at the end of the drive by the mailbox if the delivery drivers were lazy). Richard carefully cataloged everything, stacking items neatly in the empty walk-in closet his almost ex-wife used to use. IIona's mitts, and slippers arrived on the morning of day three, and were readied. And by that afternoon, there was nothing left to do but put his plan into action. He typically fixed breakfast each morning, and left IIona to fend for herself for the remainder of the day, until dinner. Breakfast tended to be pancakes, and oatmeal, maybe scrambled eggs, toast, and orange juice....

On the morning of the fourth day, Richard was up early, fixing IIona a very special breakfast. All her favorite morning foods, even a cup of coffee, (which Richard usually frowned on), and of course, a tall glass of fresh orange juice, (which was spiked). He sat at his end of the table, nursing a small plate of scrambled eggs, and a triangle of toast, tablet on it's stand before him, pretending to read the morning news as he ate. "Good morning little girl", he said, deep voice still scratchy with sleep, watching as IIona walked into the kitchen, and parked her pajama covered bottom on the chair at her usual end of the table. He pretended to ignore her, while not really turning his attention to back to his tablet, and the droning voice of the reporter. Just like every other morning, she reached first for her orange juice.....

Madis · May 2, 2021

Her words didn't seem to work and the teen pouted, of course she knew that would not work either as he pointed to his office door. Ilona started to leave as he told her more rules and she turned for a brief moment about to object but said nothing and left his office. The worst part was not only did she not have her phone but no tv and a curfew. She could not believe it, it wasn't like she had purposely sent the stupid thing. Letting out an aggravated sigh she went to her room and slammed the door.

The next days were long and boring for Ilona who would normally use her phone to keep in touch with friends and listen to her music. But without them she was forced to kind of entertain herself in other ways. The first day she spent making sure her chores were done and then spent the rest of the day working out longer than usual.

The next couple of days were pretty much the same. However She did notice her dad getting lots of packages. As curious as she was she had enough problems as it was so decided it best to keep her nose clean. She had decided to give a few days and then she thought he might be in a good mood again.

It was a couple days later when Illona woke up. She could hear her dad in the kitchen and slid out of bed. And was that coffee she loved coffee though her dad disapproved he occasionally made it for her usually when. The girl's eyes lit up and she figured it was a sign that her punishment would be lifted. So feel very happy she made her way down to the kitchen.

Seeing what was on the table her eyes lit up. Sitting down she smiled at her Daddy, it was the same kind of thing he did every time they made up after an argument and such. “Good morning to you to Daddy. I hope you slept well.” She then had a drink of her orange juice and started to dig in and 30 minutes later found the teen passed out her head on the plate of food she had just finished.

Cereus · May 3, 2021

Richard kept up a string of idle small talk throughout breakfast, watching his daughter gradually succumbing to the effects of the tranquilizer he'd doped her with. Her eyes would unfocus for long seconds at time, head drooping, before she snapped back awake. Again and again, until at last her emerald eyes closed, and her head fell forward. Richard was there when it happened, catching her head, and leaning his daughter back in her chair. "That's my girl", he said agreeably. He made sure she wasn't going to suddenly pitch forward again, and left her just long enough to open the door to his bedroom, and ensure to path there was free of obstructions. Returning to IIona, he pulled her arm over his shoulder, and helped her stand, "Easy baby...walk with Daddy", he said softly, half carrying, half leading her to his bedroom.

There, he gently sat IIona on the edge of his bed, and with his hand at the back of her head, leaned her back to lay her down. Her eyes blinked slowly, trying to focus on her father....then drifting off to stare blankly at nothing. Flunitrazepam was classified as a 'hypnotic', (especially in doses as high as IIona had been given). She was rendered incapable of processing short term memories....they just randomly faded, evaporating into nothingness. Everything to the drugged girl were jumbled images, sounds, and the touch of her father....undressing her. Unbuttoning her pajama top, pulling her arms from it's sleeves, the touch of her father's hands against her bared tits, nipples growing erect in the cool air. Her bottoms, tugged down, slipped off her legs, discarded onto the floor. Her panties, last of all, Richard's fingers slipped beneath the waist band on either side of his daughters hips, and the flimsy garment slid off her shapely legs, and were dropped to the floor.

Her mitts, and slippers were next, and prepped beforehand, at least as much as he could. He had to measure her wrists, and ankles to cut the plastic cuff inserts to size, and attach the three plastic anchors. He slipped her insensate hands into her mitts, and locked them closed. Then her feet into her slippers, locking them closed as well. Naked, and rendered incapable of standing, or walking. Hands rendered useless. IIona was on her way to becoming the perfect pet. From the pouch that contained her new collars, he selected the pink one, and attached the gold heart shaped tag with "IIona" etched on one side, and "Slut" on the other. He fixed it carefully around her neck. His phone was next, as he needed pictures. He lifted her left leg, laying it to the side on his bed, displaying her youthful pussy, and taking several photos of her.

He was a member of an online community of other men who's fantasies occupied the same side of the spectrum...and the price of admission was a photo and video record of how he was turning his own daughter into his pet. He left IIona gazing blankly at the ceiling, legs still parted, her pussy, gently clothed, and almost shyly hidden behind it's silky soft curtain of glossy black pubic hair. Other than the pink button of her clitoral hood. In his office, sitting at his desk, he selected a dozen still images, carefully edited them, covering IIlona's face, or placing black bars across her eyes, he uploaded them to a folder he'd already created, (named 'Tabitha', as he wasn't going to reveal his daughter's name online). With the price of admission then met, he would have access to the files of others, other photos, videos, even hints and tips on the best ways to proceed with IIona's training.

Still with some hours before his naked daughter would wake, Richard gathered her discarded PJ's, and panties, and deposited them in the hamper in her room, then soundly shut the door. Fitted with her mitts, IIona would not be able to open doors on her own. She would remain naked from then on, (short of those items Daddy decided to dress her in). She would rely on him for everything, and he would use her for anything, and everything he desired. She would not be just a pet.

Finished at last, kitchen tidied, and dishes washed and put away, Richard dragged the large pet bed he'd purchased for IIona, and laid it out on the floor of his office. He carried his softly snoring daughter from his bedroom, and taking a knee, gently laid her down, and leaning back, let his eyes wander over the delicious nudity in front of him. It was about then that with a soft groan, her eyes fluttered open.

Madis · May 3, 2021

Illona felt like she was in a dream, she was not sure why she felt so sleepy as she had slept fine the night before. She then felt herself being set on the edge of bed and then leaning back to where she was laying down. She could see her daddy coming in and out of vision and then she began to feel cold at first it was just her top and then her bottom and was that her breast he had touched. Everything was in such a jumble she was not sure what was happening.

She then felt something being put on her hands and feet. It made them feel warm but there was something constricting about them but she was just so tired she did not want to think about it. The last thing she felt as she drifted off completely was something being put around her neck. The way it felt it felt like a choker. Her daddy had got her a gift. Smiling as he put the collar one she spoke softly “I love you Daddy…”

She was not sure how long she had been out last thing she could remember was her dad talking to her as she ate. But Beyond that she could not think what had happened. Groaning her eyes fluttered a bit and she thought she had seen her dad's shoe. Had they come to his office and had she passed out. She then tried to sit up but fell back on her face. It was then she realized not only did she have on weird looking mits but slippers as well, and she was naked and…. Looking up at her dad she glared at him. “What the fuck dad, I mean seriously what are you doing I'm your daughter for fuck sake. I mean walking in on me while I shower fine but this what the hell are you playing at”

Cereus · May 4, 2021

"Illona, language!", Richard chastised from behind his desk, "Your circumstances have changed, but you're still my daughter", he fumed, momentarily turning his attention back to his laptop, where he was writting out captions, and descriptions for the photos of Illona he'd already posted. He tapped the 'Enter' key on his laptop, memorializing the photo of his daughter's pussy, with just a hint of pink between her silky furred lips as "First Peek". He turned the laptop around, and slid it to the edge of his desk where Illona could see it, and read the description, "And your circumstances have changed dramatically", he emphasized, tapping on the screen that Illona's brilliant green eyes were focused in shock horror on. The angrier, or more emotional Illona got, the brighter shade of emerald her eyes became. It was one of her more fetching features, and one that would soon endear her to the shadowy members of her father's online group.

"The fact that you're my daughter is not going to change my mind now", he continued, standing, and walking around his desk toward Illona, but then actually passing her, and opening the door to his office closet. Inside, and unused for a year and a half, a neat row of business suits, both two piece, and three, ties, belts, shoes, and even brief cases. A sad reminder that he used to meet with clients face-to-face. Unused for so long they were dusty, and smelled musty and stale. If their forced isolation were ever lifted, all the clothes would have to be dry cleaned before they could be worn again. On the inside of the door was a full length mirror, and once fully opened, it was available to Illona. "When you're ready, crawl over here and take a look at yourself", her father said, not unkindly, tapping the mirror.

He stood there, facing his daughter, and try as she might to cover herself, she was naked, so very completely naked that her feeble attempt to cover her shame only amplified the effects of her nudity. "Lovely", Richard said, standing beside the closet door, nodding down at his naked daughter. She could struggle against her mitts and slippers, they were strong, and had been tested by those much stronger, and determined than her. She was fucked, well and truly, and there were no actions, or words that would extricate her from her current predicament. Richard didn't expect his feisty daughter to just give up, there was fire in her belly, and she would fight. To no avail of course, but his lovely green eyed Illona would meet that challenge head on.

"All the pictures of you I post to....to The Group", he said, walking past Illona in the opposite direction, and picking up his laptop, "are under the name 'Tabitha'". The Group didn't really have an official name, or IP address. It was compartmentalized, and geo-localized, restricting Richard's access to other members local to him only. There were only six other vetted members that were local to Richard, (and his lovely naked daughter), and so that restriction worked both ways. (one of the other local 'pets' had been one of Illona's classmates, and they would meet again, in time). As Richard advanced in that group, that localized restriction would be eased, a hundred miles at time, exposing him to more pets, and exposing Illona to more pet owners.

Even with just six other visible members, Richard was gleaning helpful, and important tips on how to proceed with the training of his naked daughter. It was an active community, and as more of the six men that could view pictures of his naked daughter logged in to admire the explicit pictures of the emerald eyed princess, comments started ringing 'ding', 'ding', 'ding'. "More pictures soon.....", Richard responded.

At the door to his office, he turned his attention to his daughter, "Baby...it's well past lunch, and I'm famished". He made sure the door was fully open, and would stay so to allow Illona passage out of his office. Clutching his laptop, (as he had so much more to catalog, and write down), he walked out, and headed down the hall, through the wide living-room, and into the kitchen. "Illona!", he called out, pulling the fridge door open, "If you're hungry, come to daddy!".

Madis · May 4, 2021

IIona’s face flushed not so much from the fact that she was naked but because of being chastised for her language. She of course knew better than to curse. It was a big rule with her father. Even he did not curse even when at his maddest when she messed up he never used curse words. The teen held her head down and started to push herself into a kneeling position. Though she slipped a bit she managed to stop herself and up on her knees.

As she got herself into the kneeling position she noticed out of the corner of her eye her daddy pushing the laptop to the edge of her desk. The picture on the screen caused her face to go bright red as her mouth dropped open. It was bad enough knowing that he was taking pictures of her naked but that fact that he seemed to be sharing them. Her face went from embarrassment to anger as she glared at her dad.

Opening her mouth she started to say something but held her tongue knowing that if she did not a stream of curses would have shot from her mouth. Instead she settled for huffing as she stamped her right hand down in the doggy bed like a brat stamping their foot. She then watched him standing up and reeled back a bit thinking he was coming for her. Instead he walked to his office closet and opened it up. He then told her to crawl over when she was ready.

Taking a moment to test out the mittens with her weight pushing down for a moment she began to crawl over and once there sat with her butt resting on her heels she looked in the mirror, As per usual with her when her emotions were high or angry her eyes had gone bright. And then she saw the collar and what it said and she exploded. “Really dad, Slut! I am not a slut your a real jerk dad. And why do you have me like this anyway it is a tad bit disturbing and if you think for a moment i'm going to be some good little...whatever you trying to do well screw you”

Still fuming she watched him go to the office door with his laptop in his hand and turned to her and mentioned lunch. Too busy looking at herself in the mirror again she barely heard him. A few moments later she heard him again. She realized she was kind of hungry and began crawling to the kitchen. When she reached the place where the carpet met the ceramic tile of the kitchen she went slowly. Though it felt a bit cooler on her knees it started to hurt a bit and the mittens were a bit awkward once more. But soon enough she was kneeling next to her daddy shivering a bit from the col of the fridge. She then looked up at her daddy, her face still flushed red “Daddy how am I supposed to eat with these things on?”

Cereus · May 5, 2021

The look of anger on Ilona's pretty face was hard to miss as she turned to confront her dad. The word 'Slut' engraved on her name tag revealed exactly what Richard planned for her. He didn't have to spell it out, as the tag made everything obvious. She'd been drugged, and stripped by her father, rendered incapable of doing anything for herself, and would soon find herself being used by him for pleasure. After that, others would be invited to come around, and make use of Ilona's firm, youthful body...while her father watched on, or even joined in. Surely if he were sharing nude pictures of her with other men, there would be more....

As angry as she was, when Richard called for her, she came. He was her father, her daddy, and he'd always taken care of her. and he always would. As she crawled toward him, he sat still, sandwich raised to his mouth, and watched. Her hips shifted with each slow crawled 'step', her firm breasts swayed, and pressed together between her upper arms, her nipples, erect in the cool air, were pale, and small. Goosebumps rose across her naked body as she perched her firm round bottom on her ankles, (exposing more of her tits to her father...very delightfully so). Embarrassed at her state of undress, and still angry, still working through the complexities of what her new existence implied. But she came to her daddy.

"Like this, baby", Richard said, breaking of a piece of the sandwich he was about to bite into, and holding it in front of her Ilona's parted lips. After a moment he felt her petal soft lips brush against his fingers as she took the offered morsel from him. While she chewed, Richard enjoyed the view she provided him. She had been so focused on crawling, and learning to work with/around her new mitts and slippers, she hadn't yet noticed other changes around her. There was a water bowl next to the folding glass doors that led out onto the stone patio, backyard, and pool. It had her name on it's side. She crawled right past a small basket next to the couch that held a number of items for her, which also had her name on it. All the doors in the house had their lever style latches replaced with round door knobs. Out on the patio was a sealed trash can, with pouches holding a packet of moist wipes, and a roll of pet waste bags. Above her new water bowl was a rack that held a number of her new leashes, and collars.

He gave Ilona another bite of his sandwich, as he kicked the refrigerator door shut. "Come to the table, Ilona", he said, patting her on the top of her head, as one would do to a treasured pet. The look of wincing pain on her pretty face as she crawled across the tile floor was not lost on him. In his rush to get so much ready while she was drugged, he'd forgotten her knee pads. A necessary bit of kit, since she would have to crawl on ceramic tiled floors, and the flagstone patio outside. A few minutes without was ok, but more than that, and crawling would become excruciatingly painful for her, even debilitating. He would not allow his daughter to suffer like that.

As she crawled to him, and perched her shapely ass on her ankles....sitting, as it were for her....he offered her another bite. "Take your time, and look around, baby....a lot has changed". Everything she did for herself up until a few hours ago would now be taken care of by her father. "Everything", Richard said, offering his naked daughter another small bite of their shared sandwich, "I will brush your hair, your teeth. I will bathe you, and if you need to "go", I'll walk you outside", he continued, pointing out the back door to the waste receptacle. "And I'll clean you afterwards", he concluded. He didn't believe in sugar-coating the truth, or trying to protect Ilona from it. "If you misbehave.....", he started, "....or don't do as you're told, you will be spanked". He'd never laid on hand on Ilona before, as he didn't normally believe in corporal punishment, but with Ilona as his pet, that changed. He pointed toward her new basket. "Inside that is a stiffened leather strap. If I need to beat your bottom with it, you'll retrieve it for me", he threatened. "Fail to bring it to me will result in twice the number of strokes".

Madis · May 5, 2021

As her father offered her a bite of the sandwich the teens face flushed with a mix of embarrassment alongside the flare of anger in her eyes. This had to be the most humiliating thing she had ever done. But she was hungry and so she took the bite and chewed on it as she chewed she thought about all of it. She was still very angry and more than a little humiliated but there was still the part of her that loved her daddy. Whatever this was and wherever it was going she knew he cared about her. She also knew he had his reason for well for whatever this was.

When she finally swallowed the bite her father offered another bite. She hesitated slightly again but was quicker at taking the bite and watched as he closed the refrigerator. She felt him pat her head which caused her to flush red all over her body but had to admit to herself that she kind of liked it. As he did he gave another order this time to come to the table. Swallowing the second bite she did as she was told.

Though she was getting the hang of the mits on her hands the hard floor was begging to hurt her knees and as she crawled she began to winch. However she reached the table without too much trouble. Once more when she reached her destination she sat with her butt touching her hills. As she did so this time she found she was enjoying it. She was still furious at being naked but at the same time she found it a bit interesting being made to be on her knees in such a way.

That feeling was short lived however as her daddy told her to look around as she took the new bite being offered. Looking around she swallowed the bit having barely chewed her anger going from miffed to completely pissed in no time as she saw the water bowl, and the leashes and then hearing the last bit of what her daddy said he mouth hung open.

Spanked for misbehaving in all her life he had never raised a hand towards her. Even when she was little it had always been timeouts or some kind of privilege taken away. The closest to any kind of physical punishment had been one time with her mom. Ilona could not even remember what it had been but her mom had grabbed her a bit too hard when putting her in the corner. She remembered her dad had been furious with her about it.

Looked up at her dad her body shaking slightly as clenched her teeth slightly as she started to realize what he was doing to her. “Seriously, I mean brushing my hair fine, feeding me ok humiliating but not too bad…. But a freaking water bowel…. And…. going outside. Seriously dad you're turning me into some kind of pet this is just… And spankings...spankings!” Taking a deep breath to try and calm down. “That is sick dad I mean I don't get why anyone would do this to someone else but your own daughter and the pictures….. This is wrong dad and you can't keep me like this I mean I have classes in the fall I mean I know they are online but they will no something is up and my friends will realize something is up there is no way you can get away with this sick twisted game”

Cereus · May 7, 2021

"Spankings, yes", Richard replied, taking a bite of their shared sandwich, and nodding as Ilona vented. He couldn't blame her, really. He reached down to sweep her hair up, and over her right shoulder, exposing her firm left breast more fully to him. Even as her emerald eyes flashed with anger at him, he couldn't help but smile at her devastating beauty. She was adorable, not just as a daughter, but as his pet-in-training too. "I realize this is a lot to take in all at once, baby", he said, waiting for her to wind down so he could offer her another morsel. He reached to pet her, stroking his large hand over the top of her head, then down the naked contours of her back, to the round curve of her bared bottom. "I know what I'm doing, and I'm not going to change my mind on this", he concluded.

She could rail against it, fume against, vent against it, but in the end, she would remain naked, wearing her restrictive mitts and slippers, and trained as the personal pet to her own father. Their shared sandwich, (turkey breast with swiss and sprouts on whole wheat. Mayo, no mustard), was nearly gone, and he offered the last two bits to Ilona. He could always make himself another, and she couldn't. He had a personalized matching food bowl for her too, though it was put away, as he didn't have the appropriate food to put in it as yet. Which provided him an opening...."I'll be going shopping tomorrow", he said, standing up, and retrieving the shopping list from the side of the refrigerator. Most of it was written in Ilona's neat, crisp writing, so much neater than his own, and he held it up for his naked daughter/pet-in-training to see. "If there is anything you want, let me know now", he said, "Because you will have to remain here, alone, until I return".

It was a test of sorts, though not of Ilona. It was a test of the mitts and slippers she wore, and of the "pet-proof" home he'd hastily assembled while she was drugged. It would be more of test of him, than her. "You'll be walked in the morning, then locked in my office until I return", he said, fishing in his shirt pocket for a pen, and giving it's button a satisfying 'click'. "I mentioned spanking, baby girl", he said, fixing his naked daughter with his gaze, "and if I come home to find you where I didn't leave you, you will be spanked", he concluded with some finality.

With their shared sandwich gone, it was time to move on. "I need to brush your hair", he said, "It's kind of...tangled, from when I drugged you", he admitted. "Your brush is in the basket, I need you to bring it to me". It was his first real command to her. Hand resting just above the delightful dimples above Ilona's bare ass, he reached down to pat her bottom. "And after that", he continued, tips of his fingers grazing up and down between the cheeks of his daughter's ass, "We need to do something about your pubic hair".

Madis · May 7, 2021

Ilona sat there looking up at human breathing deeply as she calmed herself down. Her mind was still trying to make sense of all this. She was lost in her thoughts; she barely noticed him slipping her hair off her breast. It was not until she felt him pet her, starting at the top of her head and down to the curve of her bottom, that she came out her thoughts blushing but smiling just a little. Though she was still furious and the idea of her fathers hand on her bottom in any way was a bit creepy to her. The petting though that she could probably get used to.

As he offered her the last two bites of the sandwich she took it without any hesitation and chewing she smiled a bit more. She also listened to her father about her having to be alone for most of the next day. When he asked when there was anything she wanted she thought for a moment as she looked at the list he held in front of face Swallowing the last two bites she shook her head a bit. “Oh of course not daddy I can not think of anything I could want daddy”

She then sat there and listened to the rest of what he said. When he asked her to go get the brush she started to move to get it when she felt him pat her ass and then blushed when he mentioned her pubic hair. As she returned with the brush she began to whimper slightly all the crawling was getting to her knees. Once she had handed him the brush though she turned so her back was to him giving him better access to her long black hair. As he did she took a few moments to think about everything and took a deep breath one nagging question on her mind. “Daddy, if I asked you a question would you answer truthfully.”

Cereus · May 8, 2021

"I have pads for your knees", he said as Ilona crawled back toward him, the handle of her hair brush gripped in her teeth. She winced with each crawled step, clearly in pain, leaving Richard inwardly cringing with guilt at each of her slowly crawled steps. Cause his lovely daughter pain, yes, of course, when and where required, but as a condition of her new forced existence...no. As she crawled to her father, hips shifting delightfully, he held his hand out, and took the hair-brush from beneath her teeth. She turned gracefully, presenting her back to Richard, and perching her naked bottom again on her heels. Richard swept up her long glossy hair, and ran her brush through it, again, and again, until it spilled liquid black down over her nude flesh.

“Daddy, if I asked you a question would you answer truthfully.”

The question did not catch him off guard. If anything, it was mildly surprising she only had -one- question. "Of course, baby...but hold that question for a minute", he responded, setting Ilona's brush on the table. He stroked his hand down over her head, and her exquisitely silky hair, and stood. "Stay here", he said, stepping around Ilona, He walked out of the dining room, though the living-room, and down the hall to the master bedroom...his bedroom, and retrieved the knee-pads, and scissors where he'd left them on top of his dresser. He'd forgotten to even open the package, rushed as he was. He tore the package open, and pulled the pair of pads out, and dropped the plastic packaging in the trash. Returning to the dining room, and Ilona, he knelt next to her.

"Up", he said, petting the naked girl gently, hand sliding down from the back of her head to the round curve of her ass. "Hands and knees", he clarified, giving her naked bottom an affectionate pat. Her knee pads were simple affairs, easy to put on, and take off, neutral colored, and could be worn over the various stockings he'd purchased for her. Richard slid his hand down over Ilona's bared ass, fingers grazing between her parted thighs, and down the back of her leg. "Up....", he said. As Ilona lifted her knee slightly, he slid the pad beneath it, and pulled the two straps tight...but not too tight. Picking up his scissors, he trimmed off the excess, leaving her knee properly cushioned. "Turn around, baby", he said, hand resting on the small of her back, just above the alluring flare of her hips.

"And ask me your question, Ilona", he said, affixing her other knee pad, and then tracing the tips of his fingers down the crack of her bare ass, until they brushed lightly over the soft lips of her pussy.

Madis · May 9, 2021

Ilona gives a small huff when her daddy tells her to wait on her question, but she bites her tongue and says nothing but instead makes a purr-like sound as her hair is brushed. It actually took the teen back to a time when she would ask him to brush it for her. He always did so well and she had always enjoyed it. However over the past couple of years they drifted slightly but the teen had always been a daddy's girl at heart and had to admit it felt good having him brush her hair again.

When he was finished she felt him splaying her hair on her back before he stroked it before stepping around her and telling her to stay put. While he was gone she sat there thinking about everything that had happened. As she did her anger began to smother a little, not because she really approved but more because she could tell from some of his actions he was still her daddy well master now she supposed sitting there more questions began to bounce around her mind.

When he finally came back the teen smiled and when he told her to get up she did as instructed, as her body flushing red when she felt his hand on her ass. Her body went even deeper red when she felt his hand between her thighs but then he told her up once more with his hand on her leg and she lifted her knee when she felt him slide something under it she put her knee down as he pulled the straps tight but not too tight.

Having the pad on her knee was a night and day difference and Ilona was glad that her daddy had gotten them even if he was late to get them on her. With the first one on she told to turn around which she did as she felt his hand on her lower back. AS he worked on the next one she was told to ask her question. “Ok well I have two first why are you doing th…” as she speaks he finishes up with the second pad and she feels his fingers rub down to brush her bare pussy catching her breath though she continues. “Why are you doing this and what if I have to go pee while you are gone tomorrow?"

Cereus · May 11, 2021

Richard kept the tips of his fingers pressed against Ilona's virgin pussy...not missing the catch in her voice when she felt him touch her. He slid his free hand up the front of her thigh, feeling her test the knee pads by shifting her weight back and forth. They were a good fit, just based on the relieved look on Ilona's pretty face. He pressed the tips of his fingers between the lips of his daughter's pussy, stopping at her hooded clit, where he teased slow circles. Her question was expected, "why was he doing this". The contract incident was merely the catalyst, he knew beforehand that he would make a pet of his lovely daughter, and the 'why' was deceptively simple. He wanted it, she needed it. Of course he didn't expect Ilona to agree with his assessment of her needs, not right away, but he recognized in her personality a young woman who needed an owner and master. Who better than her father? He knew her intimately, and had been the dominant figure in her life...well...for her entire life. He was not going to let some stranger just waltz in and assume that role, which he was certain would happen soon, if he didn't act.

So he kept his answers to his naked daughter simple, "It's something I want, baby, and something I think you need and want too". He stroked his fingers over the silky lips of her pussy, exploring the most intimate parts of her body, as would an owner or master. Touching, and enjoying what belonged to him. "I don't expect you to understand....not right now, but I think you will in time", he continued, "And when you do, I expect you to tell me", he added in a deep and rumbling whisper. She would learn, she would do as her Daddy told her, just like she always had. The beauty of her transformation was that so little really changed. Yes, she would be used for pleasure, and would be taught to provide that to her father. Richard, in turn would take responsibility for her needs as well. She wouldn't be allowed to touch herself any longer, for instance, and Richard was not completely blind to his daughter's sexual needs. He knew she masturbated regularly...he'd heard those soft, exquisite moans from her bedroom, from her bathroom. He'd put her on birth control pills too, using the polite lie that they would help regulate her monthly cycle.

"As to peeing", he said in a more normal, authoritative tone of voice, "I'll walk you before I leave". He traced the tips of his fingers up, from her clitoral hood, between the lips of her pussy, up to the tight little pucker of her anus....another fun hole that would be explored -in detail- soon enough....and felt her suddenly clench that hole tight against the feel of her father's fingers. "If you have to pee", he continued, slipping his left hand from her thigh, to her left breast, cupping, gently squeezing, and enjoying the feel of her turgid little nipple pressing against the palm of his hand. "Well....you'll have to hold it until I get back home. I'll walk you right away if you have to go", he concluded, giving Ilona's bare tit a delicious squeeze. "This is a good question, young lady", he allowed, "As it introduces the idea of rules, and punishments...and even rewards". He picked up her hairbrush from the table where he placed it, and tossed it underhand into her basket.

"If you pee in the house, or make any sort of mess at all", he said, tip of his middle finger pressing against her quivering, clenching asshole, "You will be spanked...hard....and there will be other measures employed that I don't think you'll like". He released her firm young breast, and slipped a finger under her collar, using his thumb to spin the little heart shaped tag that hung from it. Ilona----slut----Ilona----slut, around and around, and in a deep voice, he warned his naked pet-daughter, "Don't test me baby". He gripped her throat in his hand, and squeezed, until her heart shaped faced turned red, "If I punish you, it will hurt".

He released her, and stood. He tucked his cell phone into his back pocket, and reached down to pat her naked ass. "Bedroom...there are steps that you can climb to get up on my bed. I'll join you in a moment".

Madis · May 15, 2021

Moaning softly as her father pressed against her virgin pussy Illona tested the knee pads. They felt nice and soft on her knees and did not seem too cumbersome. Over all she was glad to have them. As much as she still did not like the idea of crawling around on all fours with the knee pads it would be much more comfortable and in a way made her feel more accepting of the position she was now in.

As she sat there thinking about how she had always dreament of being with a man who would dominate her, she could feel her fathers finger push between her lips and circle around her clit. The teasing started to stimulate her as she could feel her nipples, and clit get hard and a small bit of wetness began to form on her pussy. More soft moans and whimpers escaped from her mouth as he started to answer.

The teen nodded her head a bit as he continued to tease her as the thoughts she used to have him started to come to the front of her mind, his finger feeling so much better on her then her own ever had. “I..I..” Her whole body flushed red. “I have wanted something like this, maybe not quite in this manner…” Once more her breath got caught up as she let out a slightly louder moan then from before as she continued to speak. “ And you are right Daddy I do not understand yet. It’s still all confusing to me, but I know I still love you and I trust you just like I always have”

As she finished speaking and he started to speak again it finally hit her, why he had put her on birth control. She had been a bit embarrassed when he had done so. She had always been upfront with him about the boys she dated and he knew she was a virgin and had been saving herself for the one. The realization made her a bit mad because she now realized that what was happening was something he had been considering for some time.

Her thoughts were soon pushed from her mind though as she listened to her Daddy answering her next question as she felt his finger moving up from her clit her eyes went wide and she shook her head and clenched as she felt them at the entrance to her ass. It was the only hole she and never touched as she had never liked the idea of anything anal. But she could tell by the probing fingers that it would be something he would want to explore.

She soon relaxed slightly though as she felt his other hand cup her left breast and gave it a slight squeeze which caused her to moan again. His answer to her second question made complete sense. However as he continued with it though she could feel a tad bit of fear creep into her thoughts as he mentioned rules and punishment his finger pushing at her clenched ass causing her to whimper as his hand moved from her breast to just under collar to play with the tag.

Looking up into his eyes as he did she could tell by his voice that it would not be good to break any rules much less pee in the house. His emphasis on it caught her off guard as he grabbed her throat and began to squeeze. The now very wide eyed teen nodded her head the best as she could. “Ye….Yes Daddy I...I understand”

When he released her throat Ilona took in a deep breath coughing slightly. His answers had been quite enlightening to her and she knew that she could fight and resist all she wanted but this was her new life. She was his pet and he would not hesitate to punish her if she stepped over the line. Listening to his instruction she nodded her head wondering what he had planned. It wouldn't matter though he was in more in charge of her now then he had ever been. “Yes daddy” She then started to make her way to his room. When she entered she found the stairs to the bed and crawled up to it. Still feeling quite aroused the teen laid on her side and began to rub herself slightly with one of her pawed hands. It did not feel quite as nice as fingering herself but it still felt good and caused her to moan softly.

Cereus · May 19, 2021

Ilona's soft mewling groans and moans of pleasure were not lost on her father as he gently, and teasingly stroked her clit. Though very pleased with her, and her gradual acceptance as a pet....his pet....it was still a little early to begin lavishing her with praise. It was her first day, and there was much yet to learn, rules to be explained, and the first tastes of punishment and reward to be explored. And so, after she answered him, swallowing, and stuttering, he released her, and sent her to his bedroom. And he watched as she crawled slowly away from him. Hips shifting, naked ass presented to him, glimpses of her lovely virgin pussy offered to him with each carefully crawled step. He watched until she was out of sight before getting busy. First, lunch, late though it was was hardly sufficient for the two of them. A singly sandwich was just not going to cut it, so Richard ordered pizza, (which gave him a forty minute window to get Ilona's pussy shaved, as he intended that the pizza delivery man get a good look at his naked daughter/pet.

He collected a bowl, filled it partially with warm water, then from the bathroom he gathered shaving equipment, and lotions, and headed to his bedroom. There, he watched Ilona for a minute, her back turned toward him, and oblivious to his presence. Her soft moans, the working of her mitted hand, her paw, against her pussy, (which was obviously wet, and visible from Richard's vantage point). He hadn't told her that she wasn't allowed to masturbate, or touch her pussy...not yet, at any rate. Apparently his first exploratory stroking of her delightful pussy had aroused her more than he realized. He gave her that minute, watching, and listening to her soft moans of arousal before interrupting her, well before she could possibly bring herself to orgasm. "Ilona", he said, walking into the room, and balancing his load of shaving items on the corner of the bed away from Ilona.

He sat next to her, and rolled his beautiful pet onto her back, then took her wrist, and pulled her hand away from your pussy. "You're not allowed to touch your pussy", he instructed her, spreading her legs wide in front of him, one at a time. "Look at me baby", he continued, pleased with the light blush coloring his daughter's cheeks...and the obvious wetness that glistened between the lips of her pussy. "If you want your pussy played with, if you want to be fucked, or anything else....", he started, using rather blunt language that would quickly become the norm for him, considering their new circumstances. At least for him. Ilona would not be allowed to use such vulgar language in front of her father/owner. She would instead be encouraged, and trained to express her needs wordlessly. Like a pet. ".....you come to me", he finished, sliding the tip of one finger up between the lips of her wet pussy, to trace one small circle around her shyly hooded clit. "Now is not the time baby", he added, pressing his finger tip a little more forcefully against her clit, "....but ask me later this evening, before your bath".

He even had a stash of toys specific to that goal, vibrators, J-hooks, plugs, dildos and the like that when once used on his naked daughter, would be placed in her basket. If she wanted them used on her again, she would have to retrieve them, and bring them in her mouth to her father. Moaning, whining, and presenting her pussy to him would be encouraged, and rewarded. He wasn't going to prevent her from talking, or ever punish her for it, as there were always going to be complex discussions between father and daughter that couldn't be expressed, or communicated wordlessly. "Bottom up, Ilona", Richard ordered his naked daughter, and grabbing the large towel he brought with him, he slid it under her bare ass as she complied. "Oh....", he said, standing up, and retrieving two small items from his dresser, "....once your pussy is shaved, you get to wear one of these", he concluded, holding up the two small items.

Both where little heart shaped tags, one had the words "I -heart- My Daddy", the other "Daddy's Pussy" engraved into their surfaces. (Neither had even been special order....they were stock from an online BDSM and Fetish market). From tiny gold chains hung brilliant emerald green cut crystals to match her astonishing eyes. "These clip to your clit", he informed Ilona, setting the jewelry down on top of his dresser, "they don't hurt". Sitting back down next to Ilona, and picking up the battery powered electric clippers. "I'll let you choose which you want to wear this evening". Shaving Ilona's pussy took literally less than five minutes. The buzzing-humming clippers swept through her silky soft pubic hair with ease, requiring very little in the way of a disposable razor to shave away that which the clippers missed. He finished, admiring his work, tracing his fingertips over his daughter's suddenly hairless pussy, spreading soft lips, nodding at the proof of her virginity....hymen intact, untorn, untouched.

Finished, he applied a soothing lotion to Ilona's pussy, massaging it in, as his lovely daughter blushed. She could blush, she could be embarrassed, she could feel ashamed, but everything about her existence was now controlled completely by Richard. Everything....as she would soon learn. The lotion would prevent razor burn, and rash, and was sufficient, but it was not something that would serve on a permanent basis. He would eventually, probably sooner rather than later, have to start waxing her pussy. That was days away though. He used a damp wash-cloth to wipe Ilona's freshly shaved pussy, then tossed it in the bowl. "Tag...which do you want to wear, baby?", he asked, hand covering her pussy, his palm pressed against her, feeling the heat of her body against it.

Madis · May 19, 2021

Ilonas’s face turned bright red when she heard her name. Though she knew he would be coming into the room the mitten on her hand had felt so good she had gotten lost in the task of trying to achieve an orgasm. Turning her head to face her daddy she watched as he placed some stuff on the bed before sitting next to her. He proceeded to move the pawed hand from her pussy causing the still very horny teen to whimper softly as he stated she was not allowed to rub her own pussy.

This caused the raven haired teen to whimper even more as she looked up at her daddy while he spread her legs exposing her wet pussy to him. As she looked at him her eyes went wide as he told her she was to basically come to him if she needed a sexual relief. This caused the teen to blush even more. Though she had figured he would be doing things to her and even now confirming both a fear and yearning to be fucked by him. She didn't think she would have to come to him every time she felt horny.

The fire once more returned to her eyes and she wanted to shout at him again. Wanted to tell him she wanted no part of this. But the thought was pushed from her mine as fast as it came as he circled her clit once before pressing firmly on it. This caused her to moan loudly and she wanted him to continue. But he told her it was not the time and she could hear in his voice that no amount of begging on her part would get him to change his mind.

Letting out a small huff instead to show her displeasure with being left wanting she obediently lifted her bottom. When she felt that the towel had been put in place she placed it back down watching her daddy grab to heart shaped tags. As she listened to where they went she turned bright red all over her body. They were heart shaped tags one saying I -heart- My Daddy, and the other Daddy’s Pussy though she really didn't want something like either of those sayings dangling from her pussy she had to admit they were pretty.

Still thinking about which one she would prefer she heard the buzz of clippers and then felt them just above her pussy. She let out another whimper and for a moment thought about swatting at her daddy. But yet again she stopped herself from doing anything. Though she might not like the look of having a bald pussy she knew the only reason he was doing this was because he wanted it. And though she may not like it she was quickly figuring out that while he would take care of her needs and even it seemed her wants in having her pussy played with. When it came to how she looked it was about what he wanted to see.

When he was done he placed the palm of his hand against her pussy as he asked her which tag she wanted. Thinking about it she almost started rubbing herself on his hand but took a deep breath instead. “Ummm I think I like the I -heart- Daddy one the best because I do love you daddy” Pausing for a moment she watches as he goes to get the tag when she thinks back to the picture he had shown her of herself earlier. “Daddy, I kind of get why you are doing this, at least just a little. But…” She paused again as she took a deep breath causing her chest to rise quite a bit. “Why put pictures of me out there online. I mean I won't lie I’ve had fantasies of you walking in on me while I was touching myself and I've done my share of teasing with my body”

Pausing Ilona begins to blush all over. “But the fact others are seeing me… it’s a bit humiliating to know there are others seeing my body. And a little creepy”

Cereus · May 22, 2021

"Creepy?", Richard repeated, "Humiliating?", asked while spreading the soft lips of Ilona's virgin pussy, and applying her clitoral jewelry. "You'll wear the other tomorrow", he added, giving his daughter's freshly shaved pussy an affectionate pat, then standing up to observe his work. "Good", he nodded. He tugged the towel from beneath Ilona's ass, and folded it carefully to prevent spilling shorn pubic hair across his bed. He placed the folded towel on top of his clothes hamper, gathered up his other shaving supplies, and sat them on top of his dresser. "Baby", he started, sitting next to his naked daughter, and cupping her left breast in his right hand, "Showing you off is part of you being my pet". He gave her firm warm tit a squeeze before continuing, "There's more. Eventually I'm going to let other men use you for pleasure. Girls too. Girls like you....pets". He could see the flush of anger again coloring his daughter's face as she digested, and began to understand more fully exactly what her father planned for her.

"The word 'slut' on your collar's tag.....", he continued, sliding his hand from her breast, and down between her spread legs to cup, and stroke her hairless pussy, ".....that word is intentional, Ilona. You're a slut. You're daddy's slut, and your training as my personal pet will reflect that". His face darkened slightly, as he caught Ilona's gaze...brown eyes focused on emerald green, "and you will submit, or be punished harshly". There was more of course, before any other man touched her, Richard would take her virginity, she would learn to take his rigid cock up her tight puckered anus, she would be taught how to properly suck his cock. She would learn to relax her inhibitions, to cum for her daddy when he stroked her clit, used toys on her, fucked her. She would learn to come to him for that.

"Your virginity", he added, lightly pressing the tip of his finger against the entrance to his daughter's shaved cunt, "won't survive this evening". It would be an hour or two, at most, and then from behind, he would fuck his lovely daughter. "When I touched you, and teased your clit you moaned, your pussy grew wet...it felt good, and I know you want more", he continued, smiling down at Ilona. She was mad, but laying there on her back, legs spread wide for her father, pale nipples erect in the cool evening air, atop her firm youthful breasts, she still looked gorgeous, and Richard could feel his cock growing hard in response. "You're going to surrender to what you are, what I decide you're going to be", he said with some finality, standing, and gesturing toward the floor, and adding as a final insult, "And I'll add that I'll enjoy your humiliation as much as I'll enjoy all other aspects of your being my pet". He walked to the door, turned, and waited, "Come baby. You need to be walked before dinner".

"Dinner", he continued as Ilona crawled naked from his bed, and across the floor, "Will be pizza". It was a rare, a very rare treat, that he'd last allowed over 18 months in the past, before the current pandemic had shut society down. Ilona had played hostess to an after school function at the house....something to do with school politics he thought....and he'd sprung for the necessary number of pizza's to feed the two dozen girls who attended. He knew Ilona liked pizza, and no matter how he tried to justify it in his mind...it was late, too late to cook, it had been a long day, etc...in reality it was being extended as something of a peace offering to Ilona. She was still his daughter, and even though he was determined to turn her into a slut, he still loved her, and would continue to love her.

He followed Ilona into the livingroom, enjoying the view of her naked shifting ass, the heart shaped "I -heart- Daddy" tag dangling from between the soft lips of her plump pussy. At the sliding glass door that led out onto the flagstone patio, pool, and lawn, he pulled a leash from it's hook, and slid the door open. "Come on baby", he said, stepping out, and taking a pack of moist wipes, and a pet waste bag from on top of a sealed waste container, and pocketing both. As Ilona crawled through the open door, he leaned down, and snapped the leash to her collar. He led her forward, past the built in grill/outdoor kitchen with table, chairs, and firepit on the left, swimming pool on the right, (partially surrounded by a privacy curtain of ornamental vegetation). Even though it was still quite light outside, the landscaping lights had already switched on, and in the cooling evening air, gave everything a soft and inviting appearance. "Over here, Ilona", Richard said, tugging lightly on his nude daughter's leash, and leading her out onto the neatly trimmed lawn.

"Here", he said at last, stopping in the area he had decided would be Ilona's "spot". "If you have to go, baby, do it now". Humiliating his daughter even further, he stepped behind her where he could watch, and supervise.

Madis · May 29, 2021

Groaning slightly as he patted her pussy Ilona watched as her daddy pulled the towel out from under her before folding and putting it in his clothes hamper. As he set back down on the bed she let out a low moan as he cupped her breast. As he did he spoke and she listened and moaned when he would play with her breast more. However as he spoke her eyes flashed with anger. The idea of other men seeing her chubby and naked body was bad enough, however being used by other men and even playing with girls did not sit well with the teen.

She continued to look up at her daddy, her eyes filled with anger but it soon faded. Even though he was telling her she was his slut and her training would reflect that his hand on her pussy caused her to moan as she was enjoying the feeling of his hand on her. But as his face got dark as he promised her punishment if she disobeyed a glint of fear entered her eyes.

She then let out another soft moan as his finger pressed gently into her pussy. The odd thing about that moment though was she was not the least bit upset or mad at the thought of losing her virginity. Granted she wished it was not happening with her being basically his pet but she was kind of glad it was her daddy that would be taking it. And the thought of having to depend on him for pleasure was also starting to sound exciting and turning her on

However, the feeling was going to have to be put on hold as her daddy got off the bed and went to the door. When he was at the door he told her she would need to be walked before dinner. Wondering what he meant her eyes went wide and she quickly followed him. If there was one thing the chubby teen loved it was pizza. Seeing as they rarely had it, it was indeed a big deal for her. So crawling off the bed she made her way to the kitchen. As she did she could feel the tag that had been clipped to her clit which made her blush.

Her embarrassment was soon forgotten though as she stopped at the door and waited for her daddy to let her out. As she waited she noticed him grabbing a leash and wondered why he would need that. Her question was soon answered as she started to move through the door and he clipped the leash to her collar and the teen stopped in her tracks. At first she had thought he had meant the word pet as more of a term of endearment. But he meant to train her as a pet.

Her body red she followed him, hooked on the leash she thought about her predicament when she heard him call her name. Crawling over to the spot she looked up at him wondering what it was she was intended for when that also dawned on her. He had not brought her out here just for a walk. But he intended for her to relieve herself outside on the grass. Giving a small huff she had a mind not to do what was expected of her but she knew if she went in the house that would mean punishment. And so closing her eyes she squatted slightly and began to pee.

It was a weird feeling at first peeing there in the yard. Of course what made her go even more red was the idea that her dad was watching as the yellow piss poured from her pussy and soaked the grass between her legs. Of course what happened next made her go even more red. Because she hadn't used the restroom at all that day she could feel the shit starting out as well.

A part of her wanted to stop as she did not want her daddy to see her taking a shit. But she could not stop it and could feel it squeezing out. Even worse she could feel some of it being left behind and that made her feel sick. When she could feel that she was done she looked back and up at her daddy, her eyes filled with embarrassment. “How… how am I supposed to clean myself daddy”

Cereus · May 30, 2021

Richard held his daughter's leash, watching as she tried her best to squat, bringing her lovely fat pussy a little closer to the neatly trimmed grass, and catching him off guard, he was surprised at the amount of piss that suddenly gushed from between Ilona's freshly shaved pussy lips. So surprised that he nearly forgot to get his phone from his pocket in order to capture a video of Ilona's "first time". Thick thighs, lovely round naked ass, plump pussy held just inches above the neatly trimmed grass, and the stream of yellow piss gushing in a flood from her young cunt was an arousing sight, as was the bright red blush across Ilona's round pretty face...which only deepened as her body began expelling shit from the tiny pucker of her asshole. In front of her dad, who was happily recording it.

"That's my good girl, Ilona", Richard said, reaching down to turn his daughter's face up toward his. "Push it out, baby". Her face darkened further as she was forced to maintain eye contact with her father while naked, outside, leashed, shitting on the grass like the pet she was being turned into. And Richard was going to put those videos up in her special folder on the group website, allowing any member who so desired to watch them, over and over, perhaps jerking off to his shameless slut of a daughter relieving herself in the backyard. Once she'd finished, and the last of her shit dropped onto the compact pile beneath her round ass, she was forced to ask:

“How… how am I supposed to clean myself daddy”

"Daddy cleans you, princess", he said, shrugging his shoulders, "Daddy cleans up after you, cleans you, bathes you at night", he concluded, pulling the pet waste bag from his pocket. "Let your back sag, and roll your hips backwards so I have better access to your pussy and asshole", he said matter of factly, slipping the bag over his hand, and scooping up the compact pile of Ilona's shit off the lawn. Then, inverting the bag, he plopped it down on the small of his daughter's back, and pulled out the moist wipes from his other pocket, and got busy cleaning his daughter's pussy...which still dripped golden drops of piss. He cleaned her pussy thoroughly, even dipping the moist wipe between plump lips. Dropping the used wipe in the bag balanced on Ilona's back, he used a second wipe on her pussy, leaving it glistening wet, and completely clean. The next wipe he used on her asshole, wiping up the last bits of her shit that remained, then used a second wipe, and even a third, twisted on his finger, and forced partially into her tight little anus.

"There", he said finally, satisfied that his daughter/pet was clean to his liking, and standards, he tightened the drawstring on the pet waste bag, and ordered Ilona to take the bag by it's string between her teeth. "It's your shit baby", he said, (thoroughly enjoying the look of shame on her pretty face, and the tears welling in her brilliant emerald eyes), "There's no reason you can't carry it to the trash can". Giving his naked daughter's leash a gentle tug, he led the chubby girl/pet back toward the house, glancing back at her, enjoying the way her heavy tits swayed and bounced beneath her. "Your nipples are hard, Ilona", he said, guiding her toward the trash can on the flagstone patio, "Do you want daddy to play with them?". It was something of a rhetorical question....his phone was still recording, and he tried to keep it focused on her, and wanted to elicit more embarrassed and ashamed responses from her. It would play well for the online group he'd joined.

He used his foot to open the lid on the trashcan by mashing down on the pedal, and informed Ilona that from then on, she would use her front 'paw' to do that. "Drop your bag of shit in the can, baby", he instructed her. "That's my good girl!", he said, praising his pet, as the bag of shit Ilona gripped with her teeth was released, and landed with a 'plop' inside the trash can. Back inside, Richard removed his daughter's leash, and hung it back up next to the others. "Over here, princess", he said, patting his thigh, and walking toward the house' front door. "Right here, turn around, get that chubby ass toward the front door". He helped position her before continuing, "When the doorbell rings, knees apart, and rest forward on your forearms", he told her, "I want the pizza guy to see what daddy's going to be fucking tonight".

Madis · Jun 5, 2021

Still looking at him as he gave his answer once more her whole body went a bright red. The idea of him bathing her why embarrassing sounded kind of nice. But cleaning her after he did her business. Now that almost made her sick to her stomach. But she couldn't do it herself with the paws and with what he said she knew this had been a part of his plan for a while. However, surely he would take them off when he bathed her. As she filed that thought away Ilona heard her daddy give her some direction and she followed them.

The new position felt a bit uncomfortable but she figured she would rather be a bit uncomfortable and be completely cleaned the other way around. As she sat there in the odd position waiting for her daddy to clean her she felt something land on the small of her back. Closing her eyes as he began to clean her pussy she shuddered slightly. Not so much from the cleaning but from the idea a bag of her own shit was currently sitting on the small of her back.

However the thought was soon pushed from her mind as she felt him push the most wipe a bit into her plump pussy causing the teen to moan softly and for the moment causing her to forget about the shit bag. When he was done there she felt him start on her ass. This caused the teen to blush yet again embarrassed by the fact that she was not even able to wipe her own ass. But once more the thoughts were pushed from her head as she felt his finger along with a wipe push a bit inside of her tight anus which caused her to moan softly yet again.

Of course that was the third a final wipe and when he was done there was a brief moment where she could hear him pulling the strings to the sack. Then to her ember…. no to her complete and utter humiliation Illona had to grab the strings of the bag in her mouth. And though the bag blocked most of the smell she could still smell it slightly which caused her to half to force herself to not gag. Shit bag strings in her mouth her daddy led her back across the yard her hefty tits swaying under her the cold air causing her already hard nipples to stay hard.

As they moved and her tits swayed Illona’s daddy had obviously noticed her nipples and asked if she wanted him to play with them. With the strings in her mouth all the teen could do was blush even more. Of course she could have nodded her head but the smell was still making her nauseous and she was scared nodding her head would make her feel worse. They finally made it to the trash can though and her daddy opened the lid by pressing the pedal with his foot while informing her she would be opening it herself using her paw.

Dropping the bag into the can she took in several deep breaths as the smell lingered in her nos for a moment. Crawling back inside she waited near the door as her daddy unclipped the lease. Once it was off Illona shook herself a bit and stretched as her daddy told her to follow him. Doing as she was told he led her to the front door. When he told her to get her chubby ass towards the door she looked up at him cocking her head a bit wondering what he was playing at. But she did as she was told and turned her ass towards the door.

When he told her what she was to do once the pizza guy arrived she whimpered and whined “Bu…...but daddy why. Why are you trying to humiliate me so much. What if its one of my classmates. I know at least one guy in my grade delivers pizza. He could tell people… Daddy please don’t make me do this.”

Cereus · Jun 7, 2021

"Baby.....", Richard started, kneeling next to his naked daughter, "....this is what being a pet means". He slid one large strong hand down her back, and over the plump round curves of her exposed bottom, grazing the tips of his fingers lightly between the lips of her shaved pussy. "Who sees you, when they see you, when others are allowed to touch you, or fuck you is my concern. I worry about those things, not you", he continued. He had positioned his daughter so that the front door would have to be opened wide for her to be seen by anyone standing just outside at all. He hadn't contemplated a school mate of Ilona's exactly, but he wasn't going to simply throw the door open wide and expose his daughter's round ass, virgin pussy, and pale puckered anus without first sizing up the person on the other side of the door.

"You're not the only girl from your school that's been turned into a pet, and a slut", he informed Ilona, while teasing the tips of his fingers between the soft plump lips of her shaved pussy. "This girl.....", he said, fishing his phone from his pocket, and flipping through several images, before turning it, and showing it to his daughter. "She was here.....something about school politics just before the pandemic lockdown. I don't know her name, but her group name is Molly", Richard continued. The picture of the girl on his phone looked to be about Ilona's age. She was nondescript, overall, dirty blond hair, brown eyes. Certainly not ugly, or plain though. She was nude, on all fours, and was looking up at the camera. Modest breasts, pale pink nipples, and there was a man, hands holding her hips, and obviously fucking her. What looked suspiciously like cum was leaking from the corner of her mouth.

"This girl's dad has already asked me about you", Richard continued, flipping past that image, and playing the video the image was captured from. "It's kind of obvious that he recognized you, probably from that meeting you hosted". The video played, the girl exclaimed "ah...ah....ah", as the man's hips slapped again and again against her bare ass, rocking the girl forward with each thrust into her....pussy, or ass, it wasn't clear which, but she seemed to enjoy it, eyes turned up toward the camera, which Richard guessed was being held by her father. "Once I think you're ready, I'm going to invite him and 'Molly' over, and I'm going to let him fuck you". He was throwing a lot at Ilona, all at once, and he knew that, but there was simply no way to sugar coat, or ease her into the new reality he was imposing on her. It was all at once....ripping off a bandaid, so to speak.

"My decision.....once I think you're ready.......". He was interrupted by the ringing of the door bell. He stopped the video playing on his phone, and pocketed it. "Ok, baby, get into position, lets show off your lovely ass, and virgin pussy", her father said, getting to his feet. He turned, and walked to the door, leaving his lovely chubby daughter to do as she was told on her own. She was given her instructions, she would either comply, or be spanked with the strap in her basket after, and probably be introduced to other items that would be used to discipline her. Richard pulled the front door open about a third of the way, bracing his foot against it, as he sized up the man on the other side. He was definitely not of high school age, and hadn't been for five or six years. He was clean cut, dressed neatly, and was holding on to the ubiquitous square pizza warming bag, keeping it level, and offering Richard the receipt which was being pinched between two fingers. "Twenty eight dollars, and forty nine cents", the young man informed him. Richard removed his foot, and kicked the door the rest of the way open, while fishing through his wallet, and handing the young man 35 dollars. "Keep the change", he said, watching the young man for his reaction.

Madis · Jun 14, 2021

Shuddering slightly as she felt his hands running on her body, Ilona listens to her dad’s words. Why they make sense on a base level the chubby teen can not help but still feel a bit irritated by it all. After all it was her body and pet or not shouldn't she have some say in who could touch her. Of course if they touch her in the same way her daddy does she would probably enjoy it. His hands felt so nice one her body and she was once more starting to enjoy the whole idea of being a pet.

But her eyes went wide as he mentioned she was not the only girl to have this done to her. This was followed by a slight moan as she felt him teasing the lips of her pussy.However her mind started to race as he showed her a picture. Her mouth opened wide and she shook her head as she spoke in a whimpering voice. “I...I know her… are you really going to share pictures like that with others daddy.” Ashe finished her question and she listened to him again.

As she did her heart began to sink. Her own daddy had yet to fuck her and some other older pervert was already asking about her. She then watched the video and began to tremble. But at the same time her body was betraying her as she could tell the video was starting to turn her on. And a part of her wished her daddy would go ahead and do her like her friend's dad was doing her in the video. She knew he would not do so at least not yet and it made her a bit mad she felt as though he was teasing her building her up to whatever would happen before bed.

Thankfully the doorbell rang and she situated making sure she was in the pose she was supposed to be in as he opened the door. She could hear the interaction of the man at the door telling her daddy how much he owned and a few moments later she heard a whistle and her body went red as she knew that her daddy had opened the door enough so whoever it was at the door could see.

The man at the door spotted the girl bent down, her shaved pussy and nice ass exposed. He looked at Richard and then at the door again. “Well sir I do hope you do not mind me saying but if that is your daughter I have to say she looks quite nice. I have to ask though if there is some kind of club you belong to or something. I just came from another house but their daughter was tied on her back on the living room coffee table. He offered me a turn at her but turned him down other pizzas to deliver you know. Have to say though yours looks a bit nicer as I have to admit I do like a girl with a bit of chub on her.”

As she laid there Illona’s body went completely red as she heard the delivery guy’s comment. For a brief moment she thought about turning and saying something rude. But she took a deep breath and kept her cool. If she was going to be punished she wanted it to be for something other then back talking to some random perv she did not know.

Broken: Cereus and Madis Ex, incest, bdsm, noncon, etc!

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