[Cleo]

Chapter Four:Getting Ready For a Wedding

It had been 2 months since my father raped him. I couldn’t believe it…I was starting to like it even though I was still fighting him. Subconsciously, I was finding myself expecting him to rape me and was actually anticipating it…I couldn’t believe it.

Today was the day of the Super Bowl and he was reclined back in one of the chairs, only in a satin robe and boxers, drawing in a sketch pad. I was impaled on a dildo jutting out from a pedestal with my arms tied behind my back.

He had gotten up once to adjust me, lifting my arms above my head and sketching me that way, looking helpless in a school girl outfit with the skirt rolled up around my hips to reveal my shaven cunt and my top down on the floor next to me. My breasts were tied semi-tightly with velvet rope, making them appear even larger and there were diamond nipple rings piercing through my nipples.

That wasn’t the only piercing though. Dad had held me down as Robert pierced my clit and left a diamond stud there. Inserted in my mouth was a pacifier gag and my hair was done in two pigtails with pom poms attached to them. I had started to drowse off as I shifted slightly to release the tension in my body when I felt two hands envelope around me.

Opening my eyes and looking sleepily up, I saw my father smiling down at me before he leaned down and sucked on my neck before inserting his fingers into my cunt and playing with the stud. Moaning and tensing a little, I felt my pussy grip onto his fingers and bit into the pacifier. I couldn’t believe it…I was actually getting turned on!

Chuckling, my father smiled and pulled away “Looks like my little girl needs some attention…” Saying that, he slowly unstrapped the pacifier from my mouth “There now…isn’t that much better?”

Working my jaw loose, I looked at him and nodded “Y…yes…Daddy…” But my words were cut short as he plunged his tongue into my mouth and rubbed my nipples.

Tensing and crying out into his mouth, I felt him unfasten one of the rings from my nipples and smiled as he saw some milk trickling out of the nipple. Leaning down and licking around it, he looked into my eyes before he took the nipple into his mouth and took a long draw from it. Whimpering and feeling the milk flowing out of me, I tensed a little. It didn’t hurt. It was more of a relief. I wasn’t pregnant…not yet…but he had given me some milk injections to make my breasts bigger and he enjoyed drinking the milk, sometimes milking me and keeping it in bottles in the fridge like he kept his cum in sippy cups to embarrass me.

Pulling away from my nipple, he smiled “Mmm…honey, your milk tastes so good from the tap…I think it’s time for you taste some…” Saying that, he reached over and grabbed the milk pump.

Attaching the cup to my breast, he squeezed it a few times, letting the milk drain out of my breast and into the bottle attached to the pump. After filling it midway, he started on my other breast and finished filling the bottle. Attaching a bottle nipple to the bottle, I realized that it was a baby bottle. My God….would this humiliation never end?

Unstrapping my arms from where they were strapped behind me, he massaged the blood pressure back into them and gave me the bottle. “There now, you drink on that while Daddy gets you down off this pedestal…I’m sure you could use some lap time…but we can’t do it too long…we’ve got a wedding to get to.”

Oh no…I remembered that today was the day of Melody’s wedding. The poor girl that I met online was a slave to her father and he had gotten her pregnant. Today he was forcing her to marry him just like her twin sister had to marry their brother.

Moaning out as Dad pulled me off the pedestal, I let him pick me up as he carried me to the recliner and placed me on his lap, removing his cock from his boxers. Feeling his hard on against my thigh, I whimpered as I sucked on the bottle and felt him spread my legs slightly to start to massage my pussy.

Laying back against him, I kept my legs spread and looked away, sucking on the bottle. The Super Bowl was still going on, but the commercials were not the same that I remembered. He had the Super Bowl tuned to a special channel where the commercials were mostly for new porn movies coming out. There was the occasional, Daddy/Daughter movie but then there were bondage ones and kidnapping. They looked horrible.

Feeling him sucking on my shoulder, he smiled a little “The game is terrible honey…but the commercials are great…oh look there’s a new Daddy/Daughter Bondage/Slave/Rape one coming out to the Pornasium….we should go see it this weekend.”

Shuddering and remembering the theater he had taken me to, I remembered seeing several people having a group orgy there. Dad had taken me to a special section where all the Dads were with their Daughters. Several of the Daughters were tied up as they were forced to have sex with their fathers.

That was my first group orgy. Dad had kept me to himself for a half hour but then his friend, Greg came in with his son and daughters and Dad traded me to Greg for a chance with Melody and Ginger. Greg and his son, Roger had shifted me to another chair where Greg had reclined back to allow him access to my pussy while Roger raped me anally. They got bored with this and decided to get creative.

They both inserted themselves into my pussy, Greg from underneath and Roger from above. It was a tight fit and after several tries, Roger had finally managed to fit himself above his father. Apparently they had done this with Melody and Ginger before.

Dad decided to join us and Melody and Ginger both began kissing their father and brother and even Dad as Dad pummeled my mouth. The girls then began kissing each other while running their hands over my body as I was fucked. They had apparently been turned into bi-sexuals over time, learning to love both men and women.

After Roger, Greg and Dad all came into me, they let Melody and Ginger ‘play’, pulling me up between them and pressing their bodies into mine. I was disgusted and tried to pull away but Ginger pulled my hair back and kissed me forcefully while Melody held me.

Snapping back to the present, I moaned out as my father forced me onto his cock and started jutting up into me. “Mmmm…honey…your pussy’s still so tight…but I hate to say this, we had better get ready to go.” Pulling out of my pussy, he smiled as I looked at him disdainfully, pulling me to my feet before throwing me over his shoulder and carrying me upstairs.

Sitting me on the bed, he smiled and rifled through the clothing in the closet and pulled out a short dress and sweater combination. It was revealing, but still somewhat conservative. Walking over to me, he laid the clothing out and grabbed the wash basin.
Walking into the bathroom and quickly filling it with warm water, he reentered the bedroom and had me stand up. Finishing stripping me, he ran the warm sudsy water over my body and then dried me off. Reaching for the clothing, he pulled the dress on over my head and settled it on my body.

Looking down, I could see it hugging my form and barely covering the middle of my thighs. Wrapping the sweater around me, he smiled a little “We wouldn’t want you to get cold would we?”

Tugging my hair out of the pigtails, he had me sit down and brushed out my hair before fastening a simple glittery barrette into it. Telling me to do my makeup, I applied only a little as he dressed in a suit and tie and grabbed something from around the bed post.
Turning to me, I could see it was the collar from the first night I was with him. Seeing the words ‘Daddy’s Little Cum-Slut Princess’ glittering in diamonds, I bit my lip as he fasted it around my neck. Turning me to look in the mirror, he leaned down and kissed the top of my head “There now, don’t you look pretty? Now come on, we don’t want to be late.”

Smiling, he fastened the leash to it and led me out of the bedroom and down the stairs. Grabbing my purse, he smiled and slipped in a couple dildos, anal beads and other toys then zipped it up. Turning me around, he smiled and pulled out what looked like a pair of underwear. Stooping down, he smiled and pushed a button and out popped out a dildo and a butt plug from secret compartments.

Telling me to step into the underwear, he smiled and pulled them onto me then grabbed a remote control. Pushing a button, I yelped a little as I felt them both start to vibrate inside of me. Biting my lip, I watched as he opened the door and led me outside and down the steps to the car.

Opening up the passenger’s side door, I gaped open as I saw what looked like a harness attached to the door. Pulling me toward the harness, I felt him strap me into it then pushed a button. Widening my eyes, I felt the harness slide into the car, till it had me directly in front of the driver’s side in front of the wheel.

Watching my father get in, sliding in front of me, I felt the harness slide me down till I was under the will. Seeing him slide his cock out of his trousers, I realized that the harness was for holding me down to suck his cock as he drove, I whimpered as he thrust into my mouth and patted my head “Now remember sweetie, no teeth.”

Whimpering around his cock, I felt the car start up as he pulled out of the driveway as he turned on the radio. We were on our way to the wedding.