Thanks for all your messages of support, especially to my lady 'advisor'. You know who you are. Couldn't have done it without you!
Enjoy...
Looking down upon his step daughter, Bob felt a wave of enormous satisfaction. He saw how eager she was to please him & how much she wanted to learn. She had gained a confident fire in her eyes now that she realised her potential in leather, boots and more importantly, the power of servitude.
'Come Lily. I need a drink' he said, pulling his trousers & shirt back on. 'And you need to clean yourself up!' he continued, laughing.
'Yes daddy.' She replied.
He walked over to his bed and rummaged through the box that laid upon it. The box that contained all of his wife's fetish clothes and toys. Reaching hold of a few objects, he passed them onto his waiting step daughter.
'Here – wear these.' He said handing her a long loose fitting leather skirt that came to just below the knee, and a tight white crop t-shirt that barely covered her developing breasts. 'And you can keep your mothers underwear on along with her boots.' He finished, referring to the black lacy stockings and suspenders she had acquired from her mothers collection.
He reached back into the box and pulled out a small black cone shaped object. Walking back over to her, watching how she was dressing herself and the leather skirt that she wriggled into draped itself around her shapely legs in a frilly fashion.
'Bend over and lift up your skirt.' He said.
'Yes daddy.' She replied, complying instantly.
Admiring her arse, he squeezed something from a tube across the middle of her cheeks and started to massage it in. Rubbing his finger back and forth slowly, edging closer to her arsehole he heard her groan softly.
'You like that do you?' he asked.
'Yes Daddy.' She replied, wallowing in the sensations emanating from her post orgasm come down.
He worked his finger around the rim of her hole, slowly and gently scooping some of the lube inside her.
As she groaned louder, he took a hold of the black butt plug and slowly worked it around the outside of her hole. Hearing her groans turn into squeals, he felt her shift as she reached out and grabbed a bed post.
'This is only the beginning...' he whispered, causing her to arch her back in anticipation.
'Oh daddy!' she groaned and the black plug was worked into her now pulsating arse hole.
'Oh daddy, yes daddy! Yes!' she cried as he inserted it further, deeper. Twisting the now lubricated rim causing the friction to sensate & pulse throughout her.
He pushed it up to the hilt with a pop and stood back to admire his handy work. As he gazed, he saw the flat end snugly protruding from her now widened bottom.
'Now, you are to keep that in. Let it work on you for a while.' He said, admiring the way her eyes were still rolling from the new found sensations of an anal intrusion.
He passed her a pair of her mothers lacy black panties and told her to put them on. Pulling them up over her boots, they glided up snugly into place covering her pussy and the butt plug. She then readjusted her skirt and stood subserviently.
'Now, you are to keep that in do you understand?' he questioned.
'Yes daddy!' she replied enthusiastically, wriggling every now and again at the slightest cause of movement or friction.
He led her out of the bedroom and downstairs to the kitchen.
'I think I would like a nice scotch please Lily' he asked.
'Yes daddy.' She said, and walked towards the cupboard where the glasses were.
As she walked she felt her arse cheeks squeezing the plug in and out, giving herself a fingering motion in the hole. The more she tried to slow it down, the harder her hole naturally clamped against it and aggravated her sensations.
It was no good, she walked as slow as she could but every little movement – especially as she was wearing her mothers chunky four inch heels which naturally gave her bottom a wiggle on their own.
She reached the cupboard and took out a glass. Walking back over to the unit, she received the same sensations. As she tip toed up to reach the bottle, she felt the plug almost slide out of her, causing her hole to expand. She let out a little shriek, knowing full well that if it fell out she would be punished.
Pouring a reasonable measure into the glass, she handed it to Bob who, knowing exactly what was happening, smiled.
'Everything ok Lily?' he asked mockingly.
'Er, yes Daddy. It's just... Just takes some getting used to.' She answered.
'Yes, it will. But it will be worth it...' he finished.
Knocking back his drink, he walked out of the kitchen and stood in the doorway to the living room. He turned and beckoned her to come towards him.
She walked to him and he reached out, putting his hands on her shoulders, eased her onto her knees. He took hold of her lead and led her into the living room.
As she crawled into the centre of the room, Bob quietly & slowly circled her. Watching every little squirm she made. He then sat on the sofa, leant back and crossed his legs. Still watching her every move in case she flinched or grimaced.
Lily watched as his eyes burnt into hers. The sensation to relax the pressure on her arse was now building up intensely. She wanted to expel the plug, and then draw it back in to give herself another shot of pleasure. But she knew, he was watching.
She wanted it. He wanted her to have it, but only on his terms. And she knew it.
'So what are we going to do about this situation? You know your mother is going to telephone tonight to see how things are.' He said.
'Erm, I don't know Daddy.' She answered, suddenly remembering her mother.
Jane was visiting her own sick mother and had no idea what had transpired over the last 24 hours. Lily knew her mother would be ashamed of her behaviour. She wondered if she ever really understood her mother. On the outside, Jane was pretty average. Still attractive for her age and still lean and slim. Clearly, Lily had no idea about her mothers dress sense, toys or 'special' wardrobe. The most outrageous thing she had ever seen her mother wear was to a fancy dress party some years ago, and that was a catwoman outfit with five inch stiletto heeled shoes. Certainly not every day wear.
Or was it?
Looking back on all her thoughts, Lily now added certain things up. She remembered her mother being quite submissive to Bob, or at least that's how it all seemed now. She never argued with him, pretty much always did as she was told and certainly made every effort to please him.
He did have that way about him.
'Here's what I think. We'll see how your mother is tonight when she calls and how long she will be away for before we decide anything. You are bound now, that much is for sure.' He said.
'Yes Daddy. I agree.' She answered.
He motioned for her to join him on the sofa, and cuddling up to him she felt quite content – all the while still feeling the plug shift every now and again in her bottom which turned her on immensely. She reached around, snuggling into her step father, and put her hand up under his t-shirt onto his bare chest.
Knowing that he liked her long painted nails, she delicately scraped, teased and stroked him causing him to sigh a sigh of contentedness.
It was about 9pm when the phone rang.
'Lily, answer that will you?' Bob said.
