HIS DARLING DAUGHTER
by V.P. Viddler
(re-edit)
"I want to do it to you."
"I know you do."
"You can't stop me if I do it."
"I know I can't."
"Not with your hands tied that way, behind your back."
"That's what turns you on, isn't it?"
"You can try to run, but you couldn't get away."
"Probably not."
"I'd catch you. I'd put my hands on you."
"I'm sorry you had to watch what they did to me."
"It was--I can't say what it was."
"It made you want me."
"Why did they leave your hands tied?"
"So I would be available to you."
"I'm your father."
"I'm your daughter. You watched me being raped by four boys. You
watched as they took me, again and again, and you watched as they
made me do what they wanted, and you watched as they made me
satisfy them with my mouth, and you watched as they made me crawl
for them, and strip for them, and you didn't stop watching as they
hurt me and made me scream and--"
"I had to watch. I had no choice."
"And it turned you on so much that now you want to do all those
things."
"Your body is exciting."
"I know."
"Your mouth--"
"Daddy, I'm your daughter."
"I know."
"Look, if you want a young girl, I can get you one."
"I want you."
"I know, but--"
"Your thighs--I can't--I want to touch them."
"Daddy--listen, I can call my girl friend Barbara. You know
Barbara, don't you? She's just as good looking as I am. Very sexy
body. Would you want to do it to her?"
"Barbara. She's young."
"No younger than I am, Daddy."
"How could you--why would she--"
"Don't worry about that. She'll do it. I guarantee it. She'll do
anything you want. Okay?"
"Like you did anything those boys wanted?"
"I had to."
"And Barbara?"
"Barbara will have to also."
"You can't call Barbara."
"Why not?"
"Your hands are tied."
"You can untie them."
"I don't want to. I like looking at you that way."
"I know."
"I want your mouth."
"Daddy, if I do it for you with my mouth, will you not rape me?"
"I don't know."
"Barbara will use her mouth on you. Or anything else."
"You're blackmailing her."
"Why not?"
"Walk around."
"What?"
"Walk around the room. I want to watch your body move."
"Daddy--"
"Ann. Walk."
"All right, Daddy. I'll walk. All right? I'm walking."
"Don't stop. Your breasts are bobbling up and down and Christ
your legs moving that way, you drive me crazy. Don't stop walking.
Why did they leave your shirt on?"
"I don't know."
"It's so sexy the way your hands behind you pull it tight over
your breasts, and your gorgeous naked legs and your rippling thighs
and your curving calves."
"Daddy--would you think about Barbara, please?"
"I could have you both. Why shouldn't I have both of you?"
"I don't want you, Daddy."
"You didn't want those four boys either. But they got you."
"All right, Daddy. Do what you want. I can't stop you."
"Your mouth first."
"Must I?"
"I could force you. It might be fun."
"I'll do it."
"On your knees."
"Of course. That's how you'd want it, right?"
"I'll sit right here. You kneel down in front of me."
"Like this?"
"Here."
"Great. It's all big and hard from watching your daughter parade
around with her body showing and her hands--"
"Ann."
"Yes, Daddy."
"Do it."
"All right, Daddy."
"Yes. Oh. Yes. Oh. Oh. Christ. Oh god Christ. Yes. All of it.
Yes. Ann. Christ. Oh Jesus. Do it. Slowly. Slowly, slowly. Oh my
god, Annie. Your mouth. Don't stop. Lick it. Lick it too. I can't
stand it. That's so good. Oh. Damn. Look at you. On your knees,
half-naked, with my cock in your mouth. Your father's cock. Sucking
it. Such a good little cock-sucker. And only sixteen. How many boys
have you done this for, Annie? Oh do it, yes, do it, yes. I can't
stand this. Stop. Stop, Ann. Stop now."
"All right, Daddy. Are you getting a kick out of this?"
"Do you want me to hurt you, Ann? Like those four boys did? Do
you?"
"No."
"That was certainly fascinating, what they did to you. The way
they had you twisting and writhing and howling and begging them to
stop. Remember, Ann?"
"Yes."
"I could try that. Shall I?"
"No, Daddy. Please don't."
"Say you're sorry."
"I'm sorry."
"I'm going to come in your mouth, Annie. I want you to make me
shoot in your mouth now, all right?"
"Yes, Daddy."
"And I want you to swallow it all, do you understand?"
"Yes, Daddy."
"All right. But first I want you to give me Barbara's phone
number."
"Why?"
"I'm going to call her up."
"Now?"
"Yes, now. Why not? I'll tell her that you told me all about her
and then I'll invite her to come over. How's that?"
"Daddy, if you--if I--if Barbara--"
"What's the number, Ann?"
"I--It's six two nine four two eight six."
"Thank you. Now you can start sucking again. That's it. Oh,
that's a good girl. You just go on like that, just keep up that
slow, steady pace. I'm going to call Barbara now. Oh, damn, what a
fine sweet lovely little cock-sucker you are. I saw you doing it
for all those boys, and it certainly looked good from my position.
The boys enjoyed it a hell of a lot, for sure, although you didn't.
You were crying, as I recall. But that only added to it from my
point of view. But I didn't know just how damn good you are, Ann.
Make me come, Ann. Make me shoot it down your throat. That's the
girl. Don't stop. I'm going to dial now. Six, two, nine, four, two,
eight, six. It's ringing, Ann. I hope Barbara is home. Hello?
Hello. Is this Barbara? Ah, good. How are you, Barbara? This is
Ann's father. That's right. Mr. Youngman. Ann? Ann is fine. Just
fine. In fact, Ann suggested that I call you, Barbara. That's
right. Why do you think Ann did that? You don't know? Can you
hazard a guess, Barbara? I think you can. See, Ann has told me all
about what she has on you, Barbara. Oh yes, yes indeed. I know it
all. Which is why Ann wanted me to call you. Now, Barbara, I'm sure
you understand. Ann? You want to talk to Ann? Oh, I'm sorry,
Barbara, but I'm afraid you can't talk to Ann right now. She's kind
of busy, you see. Shall I tell you what she's doing? You might find
it instructive. So listen closely, Barbara. Right now Ann is
kneeling in front of me, on the floor, half naked, with her hands
tied behind her back, and she's sucking on my cock. That's what Ann
is doing. And I can't let her stop and talk to you right now,
because any second now I'm going to come in Annie's sexy little
mouth. How does that sound, Barbara? Barbara is dumfounded, Ann.
And frightened, I think. Poor Barbara. Do you suck cock too,
Barbara? Ann says you'll do anything. Ann says you have to do
anything she wants. That means anything I want. Right, Barbara?
Barbara says, quote, oh god, oh god, unquote. That's exciting.
That's really exciting. I'm going to come. Barbara, you frightened
young bitch, I'm going to come in Ann's mouth. Right in my
daughter's mouth. Now. Ann. Now. Do it. Yes. Oh Christ yes! Ann.
Now. Now! Yes! Take it! Take! It! Now! Now. Now!! Augghhhh!! Aughh.
Ohh. Oh god. Oh. Oh shit, oh. Ann. Annie. Swallow. Again. Again.
All of it. Again. That's my girl. Yes. Ann. Stay right there. No,
don't let it go, Ann. Hold it in your mouth. Just keep it right
where it is. I know it will get hard again soon. Very soon. So you
just stay right there. Barbara? As you heard, I just came down my
daughter's throat. I'd love to do that in your throat too, Barbara.
If I recall aright, your mouth is almost as sexy as Ann's. And you
have a good little body, don't you, Barbara? Barbara's not
answering. Don't be modest, Barb. I can picture your body all
right. Good firm breasts and a curvy torso and long slim but
luscious-looking legs. Right? And long blonde hair. Right? Yes.
That's good, Barbara. I can't wait to see you again. Why don't you
pay us a visit, okay, Barb? What? Yes, right now. Come right over.
But I insist, Barbara. I insist, and Ann insists too, right, Ann?
Ann says yes. Oh, Barbara? What are you wearing? Take it off. Now
don't argue, Barbara. See, Ann isn't wearing anything but this old
torn shirt. With nothing under it. And that's all. That's how I
want you to dress, Barb. Okay? Good girl. You know, I'm getting
stiff again just from listening to the way your voice is shaking.
You can start sucking again, Annie. Until Barbara can take over.
Oh, one other thing, Barb. Did I tell you that Ann's hands are tied
in back of her? Oh, I did. Good. Well, I want you that way too,
Barbara. Yes. That's what I said. I want your hands behind you,
wrists tied together. And I'm talking tightly, Barb. Tightly.
That's how Ann's are. What, Barb? I can't hear you too well with
your voice shaking so much. What? How will you get your hands tied
that way? Well, I guess you'll have to get somebody to do that for
you, Barb. It seems like the only way, doesn't it? What? Who? How
do I know? Isn't anybody around that can do it for you? Now come
on, Barb, somebody must be around. Just who? Your--your brother.
Billy. Well why don't you ask him? You can't? Why not? I don't care
about that, Barbara. Ask Billy. Let's see, how old is Billy? A year
younger than you. Oh, well, I'm sure Billy would do it for you if
you asked him nicely. What? You can't? Yes you can, Barbara. I know
you can. And you will. Won't you? Oh--you think Billy will tell.
But I'll bet you can convince him not to. Can't you, Barbara? How?
Do something nice for him, Barb. Fuck for him. Or suck his cock for
him. You can, Barb. I don't care. If he blackmails you, you'll just
have to go down for him any time he wants you, won't you? Oh,
Barbara's crying. She's really crying. Christ, Ann, suck me, I want
to come again. Barbara? Be at my house in half an hour. As ordered.
Will you do that? Good. Ann. Stop. Stay that way. Now tell me what
you have on Barbara."
"Daddy--"
"I'm waiting."
"You know those four boys who raped me?"
"Well?"
"It wasn't the first time."
"What?"
"Last month. Barbara and I went for a ride in their car and they
took us to this clubhouse and raped us. Along with two other guys.
All of them, okay? Finally Barbara got hold of a gun and shot one
of them. Killed him. Barb got away, but I didn't. So they got me
down and spread me out and started in on me again. After that they
started putting out cigarettes all over my body. Okay? Then they
hung me up by my wrists and took turns whipping me with their
belts. Then they had me suck them all off. And I was lucky to get
out. That's why they came back tonight and did it all again, with
you watching. Because nobody knows who Barbara is. If I tell them,
Barb will not survive what they'll do to her. That's why she'll do
what you want, Daddy."
"By your wrists? Naked? From the ceiling?"
"Yes."
"Did you scream?"
"What do you think?"
"I'd like to make you scream."
"Why not make Barbara scream instead?"
"Why not in addition?"
"Daddy, shall I suck you some more?"
"No. I want to hurt you. I want you screaming when Barbara shows
up. I want her to hear you screaming from a block away. Think how
frightened she'll be when she knocks on the door."
"I'll do anything. Daddy, I'll do anything. Please. I'll help
you with Barbara. I'll hold her down for you. I'll whip her back
while you whip her front. Think about that, Daddy. I'll--"
"Sit on my lap."
"Daddy--"
"Sit on my lap and fuck me. Or else you can light me a
cigarette. You know I just bought a new pack. So I have twenty
cigarettes to use on your body. And Ann, you will light every one
of them for me. I don't care how long it takes. You'll do it. And
I'll burn you until you're hoarse from screaming and howling and
yelling and shrieking and bellowing and hollering and you can't beg
any more, all you can do is roll around, helplessly rolling on the
floor, squirming and straining, hands pinned in back of you,
helplessly trying to avoid the next touch of the cigarette to your
nipple. And--"
"I'll do it, Daddy."
"On my lap. Spread your thighs. Ah. Ah good. Oh Christ I'm in
I'm inside you, Ann, I'm fucking my daughter, I'm doing it, I'm
fucking my luscious daughter. Up and down, Ann. Now kiss me. Ummmm.
Don't stop. Ah, that must be Barbara. Come in! Well, it is Barbara.
And just as I ...] "Ann, your father's face is a mess. Strange
how one bullet can really ruin your day. How does it feel to be a
necrophiliac? You are a bitch Ann, Goodbye." "Please, Barbara
...] "Five more to go."
