Anything for Daddy, She Says

"Hi Daddy," she said coyly, stepping slowly into the room. He looked up and smiled at her. "You said you had something for me, Daddy?" Her eyes were round and hopeful, making her youthful face look positively innocent. She shifted her weight on her feet, nervous at being brought in completely naked, and about what he had told her earlier.

"Come here, baby," he beckoned, waving his hand. Her bare feet padded softly across the plush carpet. She sat in his lap delicately as his arm wrapped around her tiny waist. "I do have a surprise for you. A very big surprise." His eyes moved from her slim neck to her long legs. "A very big surprise indeed. But because it's a surprise, I don't want you to see it. Do you understand?" he asked, looking her straight in the eye. She nodded sharply.

"Yes Daddy," she answered. He nodded, finding her answer satisfactory and took a blindfold out from the drawer of his desk.

"I'm going to put this on you. And then you will get your surprise. A surprise fit for a good little girl like you," he added softly, placing the blindfold over her eyes. It wasn't a completely new feeling, but she let out an involuntary gasp as her most important sense was blocked. "Can you see anything?"

"No, Daddy." She squinted, even though it was pitch-black. She gave up and closed her eyes entirely.

"Good." He eased her from his lap and stood up next to her. "You will come with me." He took her hand and noticed she held onto him very tightly. "Very good," he said in a barely audible voice. He led her until they stopped in the middle of the carpeted room. She mentally figured that the sofa was nearby and the armchair was to her left. "Kneel," he commanded flatly, a sudden change in his voice. She did as she was told, shaking slightly. She felt his footsteps fade away and heard a door open. Immediately, she turned her head to each side, trying to figure out what direction it was coming from. She didn't have to try very hard as she felt multiple sets of footsteps and low voices grow stronger.

"Beautiful," she finally heard someone say in a low tone. Murmurs of agreement rang around the room.

"This is yours?" another asked rather excitedly in a higher tone.

"Yes she is. A magnificent creature, isn't she? And just as I promised, she's so well-behaved. And of course...she is good to you in all the right places," she heard Daddy say with the slightest hint of pride.

"And the other part of your deal holds true?" This voice was sharp, almost biting.

"I'm not one to lie," her Daddy said again dully, seemingly offended at the question. "But gentlemen, you are here for one thing, and it is time I let you have it." She felt a pair of footsteps retreat again as others came nearer her. She could hear them rustling, the sound of loose clothes coming off, belts becoming undone, and pants falling.

"Daddy?" she called out nervously. "Daddy?" No response. Her hands gripped her knees tightly. "Daddy, please!" Suddenly, she felt someone grab her hair and jerk her head back roughly.

"Your Daddy isn't here anymore. He's not taking care of his precious little girl. I'm your Daddy now," the biting voice said, laughing slightly. She heard more scoffs and was about to protest when someone's lips met hers. She tried to lean back away but her head was still held in place. As she felt his tongue slip into her mouth, it was all she could do to keep from gagging and screaming -- who was he? Who were these men? She felt utterly disgusted. The man broke the kiss and laughed in her face.

"Look at her. She can't even take that. Some 'good girl'. I'm starting to feel like we got ripped off already," the high tone said to the others.

"Maybe other parts will prove to be more...satisfying," the low husky voice chimed in. "Let's test this little slut out. See how good of a Daddy's girl she really is." The stinging slap to her right cheek made her fall over, leaving her ears ringing. As she moved to crawl in the direction away from whoever had been in front, she was pulled off the ground swiftly, her arms from behind by one man. She was led onto what felt like the sofa as someone pulled her on top of him.

"Open her legs. Oh yeah, there we go. Nice and tight guys, look at that." There was a chorus of whoops from the other two men as she felt a finger enter her pussy. She whimpered, knowing full well how wet she would be in just a matter of seconds. He jammed in another finger, moving his hand quickly. She couldn't help but start to moan with every movement. "That's a good girl. Yeah, baby. You like that, huh?" He withdrew his hand and held it up for the others to see, grinning at his shiny wet fingers. He slid them into her ass, eliciting pleas of protest. He pulled them out and she felt them crawl over her lips as she pursed them tightly. "Open, slut," he commanded. She parted her lips the lightest bit and he forced them in, making her lick herself off. She was left feeling sick to her stomach as his hand teased her between her legs.

"Oh, no...," she whimpered, twisting her body.

"You ready for this?" the man beneath her said. His breath was hot on her ear and before she had time to reply, she felt his hard cock press against her tight ass.

"No!" she yelped. "No, please!" She wriggled against his grip, desperately closing her legs.

"Hold this whore still. Jesus fuckin' Christ," he growled, shoving his cock in roughly as the man on top held her legs apart. She let out a scream and a wail, partly out of horror and fear, begging him to stop. He paid no heed as he entered her ass, his cock going in deeper each time, one arm around her throat, choking her firmly. Her legs still open, she felt another cock press against and into her pussy. It slid in with ease, her wetness welcoming him. The man beneath her whispered in her ear. "You're doing pretty good, you little slut. You like it, don't you? Look how well you can take it. Only sluts can handle this." He slapped her ass repeatedly, leaving a stinging mark. She shook her head, a futile gesture.

"No. Please," she whimpered. "It, please, it hurts. Please!" She felt as if she was going to explode -- surely she couldn't take all of this. Her ass felt so full, so tight, and her pussy was positively dripping as the two men rhythmically fucked her. As she pleaded, the third man grabbed her head and turned it to the side, putting his cock between her lips. She tried to resist as he held her head, thrusting into her mouth.

"Oh yeah. Fuck yeah. Suck it," he commanded, slapping her cheek while thrusting in deep, causing her to gag and almost retch. "Don't pretend you can't take it, slut." She squealed in vain, mumbling incoherently as he fucked her throat. She felt like crying, wanting to make these unknown men stop. She couldn't believe that her Daddy, who had always been so good to her, was letting her be used in such a manner. Yet as she felt her ass expand and her pussy fill up, she couldn't help but let out a moan, muffled by the cock deep in her throat.

"The bitch likes it," the man on top stated, snickering. She tried to shake her head, deny this shameful accusation but couldn't move. Saliva trickled down her cheek and tears filled her eyes as she gagged repeatedly. She let out muffle screams and writhed, trying to break free as her pussy was pounded even harder and faster -- she knew she wouldn't be able to stop herself from coming. As the third man withdrew his cock from her throat to let her take a breath of air, she yelped.

"Please stop! Please! Don't! No! Please!" Her voice was shrill, pleading and desperate. She tried to break her arms free and stop him from moving but it was futile. He wrapped a hand around her throat and thrust violently. She shook her head and her legs twitched as she came, feeling it in waves throughout her body. Her chest heaved up and down as she squealed, her legs shaking. Her pussy grew involuntarily tighter around his thick cock.

"Oh yes. Good girl. Oh yeah. Fuck yeah. See, you like it. You love it. Fucked in every one of your holes, don't you love that?" the man on top demanded, resuming his thrusts. She shook her head silently, her cheeks flushed, breathing heavily.

"No," she said in a tiny whisper, reduced to a mere source of pleasure for these men.

"Looks like we'll have to fuck you until you admit that you're slut," said the one inside her ass. She shook her head again, letting out shallow breaths until her mouth was filled again with the other's cock.

Her pussy being pounded, ass being rammed, and throat being demolished was too much for her.

She didn't know how much more she could take, yet she could only feel herself getting wetter by the minute. All of their movements were violent, rough, completely violating. She was totally helpless, a true slut taking it all. She felt herself slipping into the sheer pleasure, letting herself receive every single thing they were giving her. Her throat hurt like it had never before, her ass felt stretched to its limit, and her pussy was sore, but she loved every minute of it, every ounce of pain and humiliation. It made the pleasure she felt even stronger. Being at their mercy was her rightful place.

She was brought back to her real senses when he held his cock as deep as it could go in her throat.

"Oh yeah. Take it, baby. Take it, you whore," he gasped, exploding in her mouth. She moaned, gulping rapidly and audibly. "Drink it." She swallowed every bit, sucking his cock still, savoring his cum. He withdrew from her throat, breathing heavily. "Good girl," he whispered.

She had no time to recover and started screaming in ecstasy when she felt the other two men cum, throbbing and pulsating inside her simultaneously. She felt it rush deep into her ass and moaned, blushing as the shame and embarrassment swept over her. The man on top removed himself from off of her, panting.

"Fuck. What an amazing little slut," he exclaimed, stepping away. The man beneath her grinned in satisfaction, sliding out from under her. "Hold your legs open," he snapped. She immediately held her legs wide apart for all of them to see. Her entire body was glistening with slight perspiration and she whimpered, feeling incredibly exposed.

"Don't look, please," she said, barely above a whisper. She couldn't see, but she could feel what they were seeing -- cum dripping out of her pussy and ass, her body a sticky mess. She was still in this position as they rustled about, getting dressed. Then she heard the door once again.

"Men? I trust that you found her to be...most suitable?" She felt like crying at the sound of his voice. She wanted him to comfort her, tell her she'd been amazing, and that he would treat her like a queen tonight. The three men replied favorably and thanked him. She heard footsteps again as he saw them to the door. Their low voices were too incoherent for her to make out.

The room was silent. She lay still on the sofa, her legs closed but still slightly quivering.

"Daddy?" she called out softly. She felt the weight of him press the cushion down.

"I'm right here, princess." He kissed her delicately. He took her hand in hers and squeezed gently. A small smile appeared across her face. "I'm going to take this off of you now."

She nodded and blinked rapidly as he took the blindfold off. His face gradually came into focus.

"Hi Daddy," she whispered, her voice hoarse. He smiled down at her. "Did I do well, Daddy?"

"You did very well. Just as I expected my little girl would. You made Daddy very proud." She blushed, bursting with happiness at having pleased him.

This was what she lived for, what she was made to do. There was nothing more she could ask for.

"Thank you, Daddy."