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How Wendy became her actual nickname…”Daddy’s Lil Rape Meat”
Wendy felt the ‘Pussy Plunging’ thing, drilling up deep into her snug slit, wriggle about. She groaned as her Daddy reached down under the stool that she was sitting on. His fist was firm around the rod of wood and shifting it about.
The silicone fake cock attached to the short rod, that he jokingly called the ‘Pussy Plunger’, was almost entirely out of sight, buried deep up inside her. The base of the rod scraped along the floor, the rest of it shot upward through a strategically placed hole in her pink little chair.
“Thumb her clit.” Came a deep male voice from over in the corner of the room.
Wendy was in the special room that her Daddy kept just for ‘days’ like this. Days where she was usually livestreamed as he went about toying with her, tying her up and fucking her in all sorts of creative ways. All of the debauchery based on the incoming requests of their live viewers, and for a fee of course.
But today was different. There was an actual live man viewing the kinky proceedings and spouting his commands and deviant wishes from inside the room.
The room looked very much like a young girl’s bedroom the way it was decorated in pink and white and stuffed animals sat on shelves. Wendy’s favorite stuffed animal though, was waiting for her on the bed.
The corners of that bed were already adorned with the required restraints. The rope and the leather cuffs that would be required, to keep her naked body spread on the bed. Entirely exposed and fully accessible for the ‘fun’ to come.
Her Daddy’s thumb circled her little bundle of nerves and she instantly moaned. His thumbs pressure increased and she jerked her heavily bound arms. Arms that were well trapped in rope and stuck behind her back.
She chanced a glance thru her smudged glasses at the large man sitting in the corner. He was panting and had his right fist wrapped around his thick dick. He was pumping it as he noticed Wendy looking at him.
“Tighten the screws on her tit clamp…Two full turns. She doesn’t seem to be in enough discomfort if she can look around like a bored little bitch!”
Her Daddy nodded and grasped the wooden clamp squeezing her left nipple. Wendy clenched her eyes shut as her Daddy turned the wingnuts on the clamp, as ordered by the man in the corner. She bit down on her lower lip and then began to wail as the pieces of wood came closer together and her poor nipple flattened.
“Please stop…please stop it hurts too much Daddy.” She begged.
Her Daddy looked at her and told her quietly, “Sorry baby…but he paid to watch this. He gets to choose how you get…treated.”
Wendy’s useless protest made the man in the corner laugh and state, “Keep your pretty mouth shut girl. A pretty little cunt’s mouth isn’t for speaking or protesting. They should only be for putting large dicks in and fillin up with messy cum…Now pull that dildo thing out of her cunt…and make her clean it off…with her tongue.”
He Daddy obliged the man, twisting and angling the tool out of her slit in a way that had her wriggling on the stool and feeling utterly defiled. It hadn’t been just a simple in and out, but a more ragged prying and bending of the large fake cock. The pretend dick’s final inch literally making a pop as he jerked it out from under the stool.
Wendy was panting as he held the dildo tool up in front of her disgust laden face. He tapped her on the bridge piece of her glasses, using the slick wet tip of the fake cock to push them back up her nose. Her scrunched up nose now glistened with moisture from her own pussy.
“Make her lick it…Then make the depraved little slut suck it! I want to see how much the dirty brat likes the taste of her own cunt!” growled the man in the corner.
Wendy’s eyes followed the tip of the dildo as her Daddy placed it below her mouth.
“You heard the man, baby girl…Be a good girl…remember, he’s paying…so you lick.” Her Daddy ordered.
Wendy opened her mouth and drew her tongue up the entire length of the shining shaft. She only made a slight grimace as she tasted herself on the cock like rod.
It wasn’t the first time she had tasted the sexual interior of herself. Quite often a viewer request was for her to finger herself and then lick those clean. But she did noticeably flinch when the man in the corner bellowed,
“Enough of lickin it…Now make the cute slut swallow it. Ram it in there as deep as it was in her tight pussy.”
Wendy’s Daddy grasped the back of her head and pulled down on her hair. Her bound arms began to shake violently behind her back as he positioned the first two inches of the dildo in her quivering angled up mouth.
“Open up and try not to gag…too much. Remember, he’s paying, so you gotta swallow it.”
Wendy moaned and then against what her Daddy had ordered she began to violently gag. She was retching and coughing, but for good reason. Her Daddy had plunged the entire cock deep into her mouth and throat. And though she had hours and hours of deep throat training, this depth she was wholly unprepared for.
The stool she was sitting on clattered on the floor as she struggled on it. Her legs were outstretched and her frilly ankle socked feet were flailing out across the floor as her Daddy kept a solid grip on her hair and he bobbed the dildo up and down in her mouth and throat.
Tears poured from her desperation filled eyes and she was making all kinds of wet gurgling noises. So loud was she, that she didn’t even hear the man’s uproarious laughter from over in the corner. He was smacking his knee and almost doubled over.
“Oh boy….the little brat didn’t like that! I wonder how she would feel if I put my cock in like that?” he roared through his laughter.
Wendy took in great gulps of air as her Daddy pulled the dildo free from her gasping mouth. Her eyes darted over to the man and then back to her Daddy. A definite question in them as she worriedly considered, ‘is it possible for the man to do that? To put his actual cock in her mouth.’
As if reading her mind, her Daddy patted her head and said, “He’s just paid to watch…to request…to..”
“Get the sexy little thing tied over on the bed now. Get her legs tied nice and wide. I want to see her pussy in all its glory as we redden it up!” Interjected the man in the corner.
Her Daddy nodded at the man, “Sure thing” Then his full attention went back to a scared looking Wendy.
“Come on, stand up baby girl. Go sit your cute ass on the bed.” He ordered.
Wendy stood on wobbly legs, her bound arms trailing some loose ends of rope as she took tentative steps over to the bed. She sat, her naked soft body fully on display for both men to appreciate her curves and few extra pounds.
“You want her face up or face down?” her Daddy asked.
The man smiled, extra wide, “Face up! And put a pillow under her adorable ass. Get those hips lifted up so I can have a spectacular view of her cunt…Especially when you smack it red with what’s hidden under her bed!”
Wendy trembled as she watched her Daddy stoop and pick up the riding crop that had been lying under there since their last session. She had been spanked on the ass with it last time and smacked all over her tits with it the previous week.
But she had yet to be spanked between the legs with it and the fearful anticipation of such a possibly painful punishment made her now violently shake and even blubber. She didn’t even realize she was shaking her head from side to side, her mouth in the shape of an extended ‘No’.
“Lie back, baby girl, he’s the one paying.” Her Daddy ordered as he pointed at the bed with the crop.
She reluctantly did as he commanded. A few minutes later she was lying there with her legs splayed wide apart. Held there by leather cuffs latched around her ankles. Her shoulders throbbed as her aching roped up arms stayed stuck under her back.
A pink lace bordered pillow was wedged under her bum, and she then realized that a strange squeaky noise she was hearing, was her own scared whimpers.
“Now beat her pussy! Whip her cute cunt till it’s glowing and swollen!” The man shouted.
Her Daddy looked at the man, who had now risen from his seat, and he was about to voice some concern when the man shoved a fist full of 50 and 20 dollar bills at him.
“Here’s another 500 hundred. I get to whip her tasty looking pussy.” He growled as he took the crop out of her shocked Daddy’s hand.
Without even waiting for her Daddy’s permission, he swung the crop and delivered a resounding leather sounding snap to the soft space between her forcibly spread legs. It hit direct on the delicate pink folds of Wendy’s sex.
Then, within a fraction of a second, he hit it violently again. The force of the two rapid fire snaps caused Wendy’s back to arc, her hips to lift up and her legs to yank violently at her restraints. Oh, and of course they caused an ear-splitting scream to rocket from her throat.
The man began raining down strike after strike with the riding crop across her sex. He did not let up for a second as her Daddy counted the bills.
“So…We good?!” shouted the man over Wendy’s anguished howls.
He kept cruelly smacking at her pussy, until he dragged the crop up her quaking torso and then he started smacking at her clamped tit. Her begging screams for her Daddy, her pleading screams for it to stop, ignored by both men.
Her Daddy finished counting the bills for a third time and then nodded at the man, “Ya...We’re good.”
The man did stop his assault on Wendy ‘s chest, but only so he could dig more cash out of his pockets. With a most sadistic smile on his face, he turned the riding crop around. Fisting the crop just below its handle, he jammed it at her pussy.
She wailed as he worked the entire handle up into her slit in mere seconds. Then he took his time digging out another wad of currency from his pockets. He threw some extra 100’s and 50’s on the bed.
Then he turned to address her Daddy, who was staring at the piles of money.
“There’s at least another extra $1,000…or more. That should buy me the ability to actually stick my dick in this cute little tramp… rather than just watch!...Right?”
Wendy’s Daddy picked up the handful of hundreds and thought for a few seconds. All this cash would go a long way to paying off some of his debts. The man had after all already paid $500 to watch and to select the bondage, tools and torment that he applied to Wendy. Then he had thrown even more cash at him just so he could take the riding crop to his girl’s softest parts.
Wendy’s scared face was swinging back and forth as she lay there immobile on the bed. The riding crop handle still degradingly stuck deep up in her sex. She began to chant “NO Daddy…NO.” as he stuffed the bills in his back pocket.
Her Daddy shrugged his shoulders and gave Wendy an apologetic look. “Sorry Baby. Daddy’s got bills to pay and if your pussy has to take a little heat from a stranger to help pay them, so be it.”
“Thought so! Every little slut is for sale, on some level.” The man laughed as he quickly leapt onto the bed.
He took no time in straddling Wendy’s trembling body. His knees on either side of her head as he crashed down on her chest.
He still had his slacks on, but his cock was jutting straight out. The bulbous head was plenty moist with his hand jerked precum. It smeared her trembling lower lip, as tears started to fall from the corners of her eyes.
Wendy was about to protest, but she was completely silenced by his large hand coming down to fully clamp over the lower half of her face. Not only was her mouth blocked, but her nose was almost sealed off too.
She began to panic and wrench at her restraints. Her naked hips gyrating up and down and she tried to futilely buck the large man off.
“Oh good, you’re a feisty little one. I like em like that! It’s gonna be so bloody fun to fuck both your below the waist holes, when you’re squirming away like this!”
She was screaming into the man’s constantly pushing down palm as she caught sight of her Daddy leaving the room. His back was to her, and he was once again counting the stack of bills. He did not once look back at her before he disappeared through the door and then it was just her and this lecherously grinning man.
He slid down her body, his wet tipped cock leaving a slight trail of wetness down her heaving torso. The material of slacks rubbed hard against her inner thighs as he lined up his dick.
“Oops, better take this out before I start putting my big dick in your adorable cunt.” He chuckled as he slid the handle of the riding crop out of her throbbing slit using a slow and uncomfortable circular motion.
He tossed it aside and then threw her favorite stuffed animal also off the bed. It was just her now lying there naked on the bed. Captive and at this pervert’s mercy.
“I am gonna fuck your tight puss first, good and long…And then if you’re a properly behaved girl and let me flip you over without much of a fight, so your sexy ass is perched up in the air… I’ll skip spanking and beating the shit out of your ass!”
Wendy’s terrified head nodded under his huge palm that was still plastered over the lower half of her face. Her eyes then grew even larger, and her pleading screams re-ignited into his hand flesh as she heard him promise,
“But don’t think for a minute, little missy, that I still won’t drill your sexy young ass…That I won’t plunge my dick into your super tight backside…I just paid your Daddy an extra thousand to take what I want. And what I want is to stick my dick in every one of you pretty holes.”
Then he pushed his hips forward and with one gigantic groaning thrust he fully entered Wendy’s slit. Every inch of his cock disappeared into Wendy’s trapped cunt, and his hand over her mouth visibly vibrated as it held in her anguished and desperation filled screams.
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An old drawing I found in my files for a girl (named Cheryl I believe) who once went by the name ‘Daddy’s Lil Rape Meat’. Totally rewrote the story…
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How Wendy became her actual nickname…”Daddy’s Lil Rape Meat”
Wendy felt the ‘Pussy Plunging’ thing, drilling up deep into her snug slit, wriggle about. She groaned as her Daddy reached down under the stool that she was sitting on. His fist was firm around the rod of wood and shifting it about.
The silicone fake cock attached to the short rod, that he jokingly called the ‘Pussy Plunger’, was almost entirely out of sight, buried deep up inside her. The base of the rod scraped along the floor, the rest of it shot upward through a strategically placed hole in her pink little chair.
“Thumb her clit.” Came a deep male voice from over in the corner of the room.
Wendy was in the special room that her Daddy kept just for ‘days’ like this. Days where she was usually livestreamed as he went about toying with her, tying her up and fucking her in all sorts of creative ways. All of the debauchery based on the incoming requests of their live viewers, and for a fee of course.
But today was different. There was an actual live man viewing the kinky proceedings and spouting his commands and deviant wishes from inside the room.
The room looked very much like a young girl’s bedroom the way it was decorated in pink and white and stuffed animals sat on shelves. Wendy’s favorite stuffed animal though, was waiting for her on the bed.
The corners of that bed were already adorned with the required restraints. The rope and the leather cuffs that would be required, to keep her naked body spread on the bed. Entirely exposed and fully accessible for the ‘fun’ to come.
Her Daddy’s thumb circled her little bundle of nerves and she instantly moaned. His thumbs pressure increased and she jerked her heavily bound arms. Arms that were well trapped in rope and stuck behind her back.
She chanced a glance thru her smudged glasses at the large man sitting in the corner. He was panting and had his right fist wrapped around his thick dick. He was pumping it as he noticed Wendy looking at him.
“Tighten the screws on her tit clamp…Two full turns. She doesn’t seem to be in enough discomfort if she can look around like a bored little bitch!”
Her Daddy nodded and grasped the wooden clamp squeezing her left nipple. Wendy clenched her eyes shut as her Daddy turned the wingnuts on the clamp, as ordered by the man in the corner. She bit down on her lower lip and then began to wail as the pieces of wood came closer together and her poor nipple flattened.
“Please stop…please stop it hurts too much Daddy.” She begged.
Her Daddy looked at her and told her quietly, “Sorry baby…but he paid to watch this. He gets to choose how you get…treated.”
Wendy’s useless protest made the man in the corner laugh and state, “Keep your pretty mouth shut girl. A pretty little cunt’s mouth isn’t for speaking or protesting. They should only be for putting large dicks in and fillin up with messy cum…Now pull that dildo thing out of her cunt…and make her clean it off…with her tongue.”
He Daddy obliged the man, twisting and angling the tool out of her slit in a way that had her wriggling on the stool and feeling utterly defiled. It hadn’t been just a simple in and out, but a more ragged prying and bending of the large fake cock. The pretend dick’s final inch literally making a pop as he jerked it out from under the stool.
Wendy was panting as he held the dildo tool up in front of her disgust laden face. He tapped her on the bridge piece of her glasses, using the slick wet tip of the fake cock to push them back up her nose. Her scrunched up nose now glistened with moisture from her own pussy.
“Make her lick it…Then make the depraved little slut suck it! I want to see how much the dirty brat likes the taste of her own cunt!” growled the man in the corner.
Wendy’s eyes followed the tip of the dildo as her Daddy placed it below her mouth.
“You heard the man, baby girl…Be a good girl…remember, he’s paying…so you lick.” Her Daddy ordered.
Wendy opened her mouth and drew her tongue up the entire length of the shining shaft. She only made a slight grimace as she tasted herself on the cock like rod.
It wasn’t the first time she had tasted the sexual interior of herself. Quite often a viewer request was for her to finger herself and then lick those clean. But she did noticeably flinch when the man in the corner bellowed,
“Enough of lickin it…Now make the cute slut swallow it. Ram it in there as deep as it was in her tight pussy.”
Wendy’s Daddy grasped the back of her head and pulled down on her hair. Her bound arms began to shake violently behind her back as he positioned the first two inches of the dildo in her quivering angled up mouth.
“Open up and try not to gag…too much. Remember, he’s paying, so you gotta swallow it.”
Wendy moaned and then against what her Daddy had ordered she began to violently gag. She was retching and coughing, but for good reason. Her Daddy had plunged the entire cock deep into her mouth and throat. And though she had hours and hours of deep throat training, this depth she was wholly unprepared for.
The stool she was sitting on clattered on the floor as she struggled on it. Her legs were outstretched and her frilly ankle socked feet were flailing out across the floor as her Daddy kept a solid grip on her hair and he bobbed the dildo up and down in her mouth and throat.
Tears poured from her desperation filled eyes and she was making all kinds of wet gurgling noises. So loud was she, that she didn’t even hear the man’s uproarious laughter from over in the corner. He was smacking his knee and almost doubled over.
“Oh boy….the little brat didn’t like that! I wonder how she would feel if I put my cock in like that?” he roared through his laughter.
Wendy took in great gulps of air as her Daddy pulled the dildo free from her gasping mouth. Her eyes darted over to the man and then back to her Daddy. A definite question in them as she worriedly considered, ‘is it possible for the man to do that? To put his actual cock in her mouth.’
As if reading her mind, her Daddy patted her head and said, “He’s just paid to watch…to request…to..”
“Get the sexy little thing tied over on the bed now. Get her legs tied nice and wide. I want to see her pussy in all its glory as we redden it up!” Interjected the man in the corner.
Her Daddy nodded at the man, “Sure thing” Then his full attention went back to a scared looking Wendy.
“Come on, stand up baby girl. Go sit your cute ass on the bed.” He ordered.
Wendy stood on wobbly legs, her bound arms trailing some loose ends of rope as she took tentative steps over to the bed. She sat, her naked soft body fully on display for both men to appreciate her curves and few extra pounds.
“You want her face up or face down?” her Daddy asked.
The man smiled, extra wide, “Face up! And put a pillow under her adorable ass. Get those hips lifted up so I can have a spectacular view of her cunt…Especially when you smack it red with what’s hidden under her bed!”
Wendy trembled as she watched her Daddy stoop and pick up the riding crop that had been lying under there since their last session. She had been spanked on the ass with it last time and smacked all over her tits with it the previous week.
But she had yet to be spanked between the legs with it and the fearful anticipation of such a possibly painful punishment made her now violently shake and even blubber. She didn’t even realize she was shaking her head from side to side, her mouth in the shape of an extended ‘No’.
“Lie back, baby girl, he’s the one paying.” Her Daddy ordered as he pointed at the bed with the crop.
She reluctantly did as he commanded. A few minutes later she was lying there with her legs splayed wide apart. Held there by leather cuffs latched around her ankles. Her shoulders throbbed as her aching roped up arms stayed stuck under her back.
A pink lace bordered pillow was wedged under her bum, and she then realized that a strange squeaky noise she was hearing, was her own scared whimpers.
“Now beat her pussy! Whip her cute cunt till it’s glowing and swollen!” The man shouted.
Her Daddy looked at the man, who had now risen from his seat, and he was about to voice some concern when the man shoved a fist full of 50 and 20 dollar bills at him.
“Here’s another 500 hundred. I get to whip her tasty looking pussy.” He growled as he took the crop out of her shocked Daddy’s hand.
Without even waiting for her Daddy’s permission, he swung the crop and delivered a resounding leather sounding snap to the soft space between her forcibly spread legs. It hit direct on the delicate pink folds of Wendy’s sex.
Then, within a fraction of a second, he hit it violently again. The force of the two rapid fire snaps caused Wendy’s back to arc, her hips to lift up and her legs to yank violently at her restraints. Oh, and of course they caused an ear-splitting scream to rocket from her throat.
The man began raining down strike after strike with the riding crop across her sex. He did not let up for a second as her Daddy counted the bills.
“So…We good?!” shouted the man over Wendy’s anguished howls.
He kept cruelly smacking at her pussy, until he dragged the crop up her quaking torso and then he started smacking at her clamped tit. Her begging screams for her Daddy, her pleading screams for it to stop, ignored by both men.
Her Daddy finished counting the bills for a third time and then nodded at the man, “Ya...We’re good.”
The man did stop his assault on Wendy ‘s chest, but only so he could dig more cash out of his pockets. With a most sadistic smile on his face, he turned the riding crop around. Fisting the crop just below its handle, he jammed it at her pussy.
She wailed as he worked the entire handle up into her slit in mere seconds. Then he took his time digging out another wad of currency from his pockets. He threw some extra 100’s and 50’s on the bed.
Then he turned to address her Daddy, who was staring at the piles of money.
“There’s at least another extra $1,000…or more. That should buy me the ability to actually stick my dick in this cute little tramp… rather than just watch!...Right?”
Wendy’s Daddy picked up the handful of hundreds and thought for a few seconds. All this cash would go a long way to paying off some of his debts. The man had after all already paid $500 to watch and to select the bondage, tools and torment that he applied to Wendy. Then he had thrown even more cash at him just so he could take the riding crop to his girl’s softest parts.
Wendy’s scared face was swinging back and forth as she lay there immobile on the bed. The riding crop handle still degradingly stuck deep up in her sex. She began to chant “NO Daddy…NO.” as he stuffed the bills in his back pocket.
Her Daddy shrugged his shoulders and gave Wendy an apologetic look. “Sorry Baby. Daddy’s got bills to pay and if your pussy has to take a little heat from a stranger to help pay them, so be it.”
“Thought so! Every little slut is for sale, on some level.” The man laughed as he quickly leapt onto the bed.
He took no time in straddling Wendy’s trembling body. His knees on either side of her head as he crashed down on her chest.
He still had his slacks on, but his cock was jutting straight out. The bulbous head was plenty moist with his hand jerked precum. It smeared her trembling lower lip, as tears started to fall from the corners of her eyes.
Wendy was about to protest, but she was completely silenced by his large hand coming down to fully clamp over the lower half of her face. Not only was her mouth blocked, but her nose was almost sealed off too.
She began to panic and wrench at her restraints. Her naked hips gyrating up and down and she tried to futilely buck the large man off.
“Oh good, you’re a feisty little one. I like em like that! It’s gonna be so bloody fun to fuck both your below the waist holes, when you’re squirming away like this!”
She was screaming into the man’s constantly pushing down palm as she caught sight of her Daddy leaving the room. His back was to her, and he was once again counting the stack of bills. He did not once look back at her before he disappeared through the door and then it was just her and this lecherously grinning man.
He slid down her body, his wet tipped cock leaving a slight trail of wetness down her heaving torso. The material of slacks rubbed hard against her inner thighs as he lined up his dick.
“Oops, better take this out before I start putting my big dick in your adorable cunt.” He chuckled as he slid the handle of the riding crop out of her throbbing slit using a slow and uncomfortable circular motion.
He tossed it aside and then threw her favorite stuffed animal also off the bed. It was just her now lying there naked on the bed. Captive and at this pervert’s mercy.
“I am gonna fuck your tight puss first, good and long…And then if you’re a properly behaved girl and let me flip you over without much of a fight, so your sexy ass is perched up in the air… I’ll skip spanking and beating the shit out of your ass!”
Wendy’s terrified head nodded under his huge palm that was still plastered over the lower half of her face. Her eyes then grew even larger, and her pleading screams re-ignited into his hand flesh as she heard him promise,
“But don’t think for a minute, little missy, that I still won’t drill your sexy young ass…That I won’t plunge my dick into your super tight backside…I just paid your Daddy an extra thousand to take what I want. And what I want is to stick my dick in every one of you pretty holes.”
Then he pushed his hips forward and with one gigantic groaning thrust he fully entered Wendy’s slit. Every inch of his cock disappeared into Wendy’s trapped cunt, and his hand over her mouth visibly vibrated as it held in her anguished and desperation filled screams.
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An old drawing I found in my files for a girl (named Cheryl I believe) who once went by the name ‘Daddy’s Lil Rape Meat’. Totally rewrote the story…