Daddys Shed Ch 07

Here is the long awaited Chapter 7. I'd like to thank you all for being patient and for your supportive emails.

Also, thank you ton8ty for your proofreading talents.

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Sweetie was lying in bed with her leg propped up on a couple of pillows watching her Daddy screw a hook in the beam above the bed. He had already placed one and now this one was exactly six inches apart.

"Daddy? What are you doing?" she questioned with a smile playing across her lips. She was envisioning herself tied up in different bondage positions.

Don smiled down at his daughter. "You'll see, Sweetie ... in about a minute."

He finished attaching the hook, climbed off the bed and went over to the closet. He took a box from the top shelf and brought it back to the bed. Sweetie rose up on her elbows in expectation.

"I special ordered something for you, Sweetie." He smiled and winked at her.

Don climbed back on the bed and took out what appeared to be cut pieces of leather that each had ropes attached to the front and bottom portions. He attached the ropes to the hooks and dropped the leather onto the bed. He climbed back down and smiled at Sweetie.

"Scoot down here and we'll get them adjusted," he said, in his commanding, yet sensitive, voice.

Sweetie smiled as she wiggled down the bed, causing her silk nightie to rise up past her shaved pussy. Don pulled the leather sleeve around her good leg and adjusted the rope to raise her leg into the air. He then gently guided her still sensitive leg into the other one and adjusted it so that both legs were securely hanging and swinging free. He shoved the box off the bed and admired his daughter with her legs secured wide revealing her wet slick pussy.

He went over to his nightstand and brought out the fur-lined cuffs that Sweetie loved. She quickly pulled the nightie off and offered Daddy her wrists.

Don laughed to see her so anxious and excited for sex. "Someone's in a rush, I see."

He placed Sweetie's wrists in the cuffs, opened the doors of the headboard to reveal the hidden hook and secured her to the bed. Don quickly stripped out of his clothes and stroked his hard cock a couple of times.

"Now," he began as he looked down on her body. "Someone's been playing with herself again and got all worked up." He ran his fingertips lightly down between her firm breasts. He liked the way her nipples became instantly hard at his touch. He bent down and blew hot air onto one of the hard buds. Sweetie moaned and arched her back, trying to force the nipple into his mouth.

Don pulled away and continued to run his fingertips over her exposed body.

"Daddy! Fuck Me, Damn It!" Sweetie screamed as she squirmed on the bed.

"Now, what did Daddy tell you about giving me orders?" Don snapped as he looked down at Sweetie.

Sweetie bit her lower lip a second before responding, "But Daddy! I need to be FUCKED!"

Don grabbed the ropes and lifted Sweetie's legs further up exposing her ass. He smacked each ass cheek hard, which elicited a howl from his daughter.

"What did I say?!" he repeated. When Sweetie didn't respond, he once again spanked each cheek leaving a rosy impression of his hand print.

Sweetie screamed and squirmed a second time. "I'll be good, Daddy! Please! I won't talk to you that way again! I promise, Daddy!"

Don smiled and gently massaged her red ass, but also noticed how much more wet his daughter was from her spanking. It still surprised him that his Sweetie was into bondage. He'd never done anything like it before, but, then again, he had been married to the proverbial "ice queen".

His fingers lightly stroked her cunt lips and smiled as Sweetie began to moan. He squatted between her swinging legs and licked her hard from anus to clit. Sweetie squealed and moaned in pure pleasure. She loved to be eaten and he loved to bring her to her first orgasm this way. The leg supports, he knew, would get used often.

Don started sucking and gently biting Sweetie's labia up and down while she thrashed and ground her pussy into his face. He attacked her clit in earnest and rubbed his tongue up and down as hard as he could. Sweetie was breathing hard and humping with every ounce of energy she had. She was close. He curled two fingers into her hot wet slit, found her "G" spot and massaged it as his mouth centered over her clit. Sweetie screamed into her first orgasm while Don lapped at her juices flowing out of her slit, down his hand and dripping onto the bed.

Don quickly changed position and rammed his hard throbbing cock into Sweetie's still spasming cunt. Sweetie screamed a second time as the head of the cock came into contact with her cervix and her Daddy ground into her now sensitive clit.

Don whispered into her ear as his body pressed down on top of his daughter. "Isn't this what you were begging Daddy to do?"

He pulled out and slammed his cock home a second time. "You wanted Daddy to fuck you? Didn't you, Sweetie?"

Don started pounding in and out of her hot slick hole while Sweetie moaned and tried to hump him back. On his last slam in, he stopped and stared down at his daughter.

Sweetie's eyes flew open the moment her Daddy stopped fucking her. Her eyes sought his immediately, begging and pleading.

"Please, Daddy, Please fuck me," she breathed heavily.

Don smiled and went back to pounding in and out of her. He shut his eyes enjoying the sensation of feeling her pussy wrapping around his hard cock, throbbing ... pulsing ... squeezing his cock and wanting him to fill her with his hot cum. He could hear her moaning, breathing heavily knowing that she was close to orgasm again. He could feel his own mounting ... his balls tightening ... panting, lusting, no, needing release.

"Yes! Yes! Y-e-sssss!" Don grunted with each plunge and then as he finally felt the first jet of cum shoot into his daughter, his very own Sweetie.

"D-a-d-d-yyyyyy!" screamed Sweetie a second later as her own orgasm started wracking through her body.

Don was oblivious that Sweetie had even screamed. He was on automatic ... slam – release – slam – release. His primal instincts had taken him over. He couldn't think – conscious thought had shut down – he was only responding to his physical need for fulfillment, especially at the present - to fill this hot slick pulsing cunt with every ounce of sperm he could produce.

Finally spent, Don and Sweetie laid together spasming in the aftermath of their combined orgasms, breathing hard and gasping for air like fish on a riverbank. Don pressed his head into the pillow as his weight pressed and pinned Sweetie beneath him. He was smiling at the sensation of his cock softening and then slipping from Sweetie's very wet slick cunt. Only then did he manage to lift his weight off of her, reach up and undo her cuffs.

Sweetie shook her arms weakly and briefly to restore some circulation before throwing them around Daddy's neck. She clutched at him and reached her eager lips to his for a deep sensuous kiss. She smiled, sighed and then snuggled into Daddy's shoulder; falling into a satisfied sleep.

When Don finally managed to regain some strength, he eased up and off the bed. He looked down at Sweetie who was smiling quite contentedly as she slept. He then looked up at the ropes in the beam and decided he didn't have the strength to stand up and unhook the leg restraints, and that made him have another thought altogether. Just how long would Sweetie be willing to stay with him as he grew older? The question both angered him and worried him; he pushed it aside to contemplate later. He eased her legs out of the restraints, propping her bad leg on the pillows. He stared down at her one more time before making his way to the bathroom.

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The phone was ringing constantly when she opened the door. Caller ID showed the number of the private detective agency she had engaged to help locate her missing daughter and ex-husband.

"Hello? Yes. This is Julia Anderson." She listened intently to the voice on the other end. "No, it used to be Thomas, but I changed it after I divorced the bastard! Have you found them yet?"

"Miss Anderson, I've got to be blunt. The check you paid me bounced. Unless you come up with a cash payment, all information is being withheld and I can tell you that I know precisely where they are." Gregory smiled to himself. He had researched her bank records and knew precisely how much she had and how much he could get out of her. He hadn't cared for her attitude when she waltzed into his office. That "I'm so much better than you" attitude didn't fly with him and he figured that's why her ex took their daughter away too.

Julia sighed deeply. "I'm sorry Mr. Slatanz. Yes, I'll be glad to pay cash. Where are they?"

"Miss Anderson, do you think I'm stupid? The price just went up to $2500 now. Bring cash, tonight, at my office and I'll give you the information."

"Ah, it'll take me a couple of days to get that kind of money, Mr. Slatanz. I'll ..."

"$3000 now and I tack on $500 for each additional lie. Tonight, my office and come alone." Gregory smiled as he hung up on her.

The connection clicked off. Julia slammed the phone down on the table. "Bastard! All of them!"

She ran out the front door and headed to the bank.

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Friday was hectic as Don spent most of the day putting finishing touches on the project to make sure that the presentation would go off without a hitch. He praised his staff for their efforts and told them how much he was pleased by their devotion to the company. He had two more meetings before he could leave to go home, get cleaned up, dress in a tux and return. The presentation would be held at the main building with a reception scheduled to follow in one of their annexes.

He once again checked his watch impatiently waiting for time to speed along. He smiled to himself as he opened his private laptop, typed his access codes and watched the screen come on. The web cam came on showing his kitchen at home...just one of several he'd installed for security. His fingers keyed in another code and the one in his bedroom clicked on. He adjusted the focus and zoomed in on Sweetie. He smiled broader as he realized what she was about to do. His fingers flew of their own accord over the keyboard with instructions for the security system to start recording all rooms at home. He would play them back later for himself and Sweetie. He sighed and forced himself to shut off the laptop before finding himself in an embarrassing situation. Last thing he needed today was an erection at work.

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Adam was making plans of his own that had nothing to do with his father's company. He smiled with a distant look in his eyes as he recalled looking down at Amy Thomas' body – seeing her pert nipples and shapely figure under that flimsy hospital gown as she lay on the hospital bed. His cock had twitched then as it was doing even now.

"Adam? You listening to me?" said the man sitting across from him feeling out of place at this exclusive club.

"Yes, Steve. My mind just wondered for a moment. You were saying?" Adam smiled as he brought his mind back to the conversation.

"Like I told you on the phone – I haven't had time to make anymore," Steve whispered and was staring intently at Adam to try to get his point across.

"If my company catches me using their chemicals, then it's my ass – not yours!"

"Okay – fine!" Adam said back in a stressed whisper as well. "I probably won't need it, but I was just hoping to get lucky. Don't worry about it." Adam cleared his throat and motioned for a waiter to come over.

"Why don't you have some lunch on me since you made a special trip? I've got to get back and pack for a trip," Adam said as he handed the waiter a concealed amount of cash.

"Give my friend here anything he wants and put it on my tab."

The waiter smiled, "Yes sir, Mr. Henderson." He hovered nearby waiting for Steve's order.

"Well, since lunch is on you, I'll just have a steak then."

'Well now,' Adam thought to himself as he was leaving the club. 'This is going to be more fun than raping all those stupid college girls. I don't have the drug, but she's going to be alone, in a secluded cabin ... and once I have her eyes covered, I'll be able to take off the mask. Who knows, it just might be more entertaining this way,' he chuckled to himself.

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Sweetie was growing impatient waiting for her Daddy to get home. She'd been thinking about his cock surging into her hot wet pussy all day and was looking forward to having him fulfill her daydreams. She looked at the time on his alarm clock again and then gazed out the window once more. It had started a sunny morning, but clouds had been gathering all day. Now, it was a dreary damp day and not helping in the least since she was home alone.

Rolling toward the nightstand, Sweetie opened the drawer and looked at its contents. She pulled out the card Daddy had left on her nightstand that morning. All it said was to expect a surprise this evening. She put it back in the drawer and looked at the stash of some of her favorite sex toys including a vibrating dildo, shaped like a man's cock with bulging head and veins, as well as some of her favorite porn magazines.

She smiled recalling Helen's surprised look when she had opened the drawer. Sweetie had actually giggled at the poor woman. Helen had finally made some kind of remark such as "to each their own" before closing the drawer and excusing herself to the bathroom. When she had returned, it was as if the incident had never happened.

Sweetie knew that the nurse would be gone today because of her niece's wedding, but she missed her. She pulled out the dildo and a magazine and laid them next to her as see striped off her nightgown. She picked up the dildo and rubbed the bulging head roughly across her nipple, feeling the tingling sensation surge through her breast. She closed her eyes and imagined being with her Daddy. She turned the vibrator on low and eased the head down toward her clit.

A small moan escaped her mouth as the head of the vibrating dildo touched her clit. Her ass raised slightly in response. She roughly stroked the length of her pussy feeling it getting wetter and more slick with each swipe.