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LORI'S TALE 1 LORI'S ORDEAL BEGINS (Mf, incest, cons, pedo,)
BY BIGIRISH
NOTE---THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION, A FANTASY. THE WRITER DOES NOT NOW, NOR
HAS HE EVER, ADVOCATED ACTING OUT ON SUCH FANTASIES, NOR DOES HE ADVOCATE
THE ABUSE OF CHILDREN.
Lori came home from school. It was three days past her eleventh birthday.
Her daddy met her at the door, giving her a hug and a kiss that was longer
and harder than usual.
he offered.
"Thank you Daddy.", Lori returned shyly.
little girl anymore."
"Of me?"
Her Daddy smiled and nodded. "Will you let me?"
Lori nodded.
makeup the way I like it, you know, the way you did it for the play last
year?"
"I remember, Daddy."
Lori went into her room.
She went straight to the bed and stripped off her clothing. She looked at
blue eyes, she turned heads.
Lori brushed her hair and tied it in a ponytail with a black ribbon. She
opened her makeup case. She took out a tube of mascara and gingerly painted
her lashes with just enough mascara to define them.
Next she put medium brown eyeshadow on her eyelids.
She picked up a lipstick. Pursing her lips she slowly, carefully ran the
red satiny lipstick over her full lips. As she did so she thought about her
daddies kiss. "Is that what it feels like to kiss a boy?", she thought to
herself. The mound between her legs suddenly swelled and turned pink. She
Lori finished with the lipstick and blotted. She turned her head from side
to side to be sure that the color was even before pursing her lips and pretending
to kiss the mirror.
She embarrassed herself and giggled.
Lori picked up a pair of silvery dangling earrings and clipped them to her
One thing that she thought was strange was a bow-tie/collar. She had seen
bow-ties before, but this one was made of leather and strapped on. It had
a medium silver ring on the front under the bow. Lori shrugged and then strapped
it on. The first hole was far along the strap and she had to bring the strap
down tight in order to buckle it. With the strap buckled the collar made
it hard for her to breathe.
Next came the top. It was a semi-sheer bolero-style top with long sleeves.
She slipped her arms into the sleeves and pulled the top over her shoulders.
There was only one button and Lori had to stretch the top to button it. The
top was low-cut, barely covering her little titties. The button threatened
to pop loose as she reached for the panty.
It was a white satin thong, two sizes too small. Lori put it on and pulled
it snug. It barely covered her shaved mound and bit into her butt crack.
Then she put on the skirt. It was made of the same material as the top, and
was also too small. She struggled to pull it over her hips and when it was
in place she could clearly see the panty through the material. It barely
covered the top and bottom of her butt.
Lori picked up a pair of suntan colored silk stay ups. She sat on the edge
of the bed and bent down. She balled up the stocking and slipped it over
her foot, up over her ankle and calf. She caught a glimpse of herself in
the mirror. She was reminded of a model like the ones that she saw in the
magazine she had found in Daddies closet that one time. Looking at herself
in the mirror, she raised her leg up high towards the ceiling, pointed her
toe and pulled the stocking up her thigh. It reached almost to her swelling
mound.
She blushed as she quickly put the other stocking on. A pair of black "Betty
Page" heels and the outfit was complete.
Lori stood and checked herself. She felt sexy, though she was too young and
sheltered to have understood what "sexy" meant.
She was too distracted to wonder if this was a strange outfit for a father
to want his preteen daughter to dress in.
Then she went to find her daddy, using the walls for support as she tottered.
Lori found him waiting in the living room. He had the new digital camera
hanging from a strap around his neck. The living room was lit by two bright
white lights. His hands were behind his back.
Her daddy looked at her funny, a sort of surprised-embarrassed-caught-with-your-pants-down-sort
of look.
When he found his voice, her daddy said, "Here."
He held out a ball that had a buckled strap running through it.
voice to a whisper. A slight chill ran up and down her spine, and her mound
got warmer.
"I want you to strap that ball tight into your mouth."
Lori took the gag and stared at it. She had never dreamed that such a thing
even existed.
"Hurry up, Sweetheart."
Lori held the ball up to her face and looked at it. It looked too big to
fit into her small mouth. Her daddy started to take pictures. Lori looked
at him, and he smiled back at her. Encouraged, she opened her mouth as wide
as she could make it go and pressed the ball against her teeth. It took some
be able to push it out, but did the strap anyway.
to her and turned her around, pulling on the strap until Lori thought the
strap was going to cut right through her cheeks.
Satisfied, her daddy stepped back and took more pics.
"Turn around and kneel on the coffee table."
Lori did so. Her daddy came up behind her and took her slim arms in his large
hands. She felt something thin and cloth-like slip around her elbows. Somehow
Her daddy used the rope to pull her elbows until her arms were well behind
her back. She was slender enough that he could make them almost touch. She
felt him jerk what must have been a knot and then wrap the remainder of the
rope around the ropes holding her elbows together. It would be months later
she liked this.
Her daddy then took more rope and tied her wrists together with her palms
facing each other. He tied them as tight as he did her elbows, even adding
a cinch loop.
One more piece of rope, this one over her arms and across her bare midriff.
This one held her arms tightly against her back.
As her daddy stepped back and started taking pictures again, Lori tested
help.
"Stand up."
Her daddies voice made Lori jump. She got to her feet too quickly and fell
towards the table. She twisted at the last minute and landed butt first with
a loud thud. The top popped open and her budding titties were exposed. Her
than anything else.
him happily clicking away.
"Cross your legs."
She was afraid. Afraid at being tied up and helpless, afraid at being exposed
in front of her daddy, afraid of what was going to happen next. She quickly
crossed her legs and her daddy took more pics.
Her daddy was having trouble breathing. Lori wondered if he was going to
have a heart attack.
Her daddy helped her to standup and steadied her while she found her balance
in her high heels.
"Spread your legs"
Her daddy tied a rope tightly around her waist, biting into her young flesh.
He took out a pocket knife and cut the straps on her thong and pulled it
off. Lori was surprised to see that it was wet. Daddy dropped to one knee
and reached between her legs. His arm brushed her mound and she drew in her
breath. Lori felt dizzy and leaned on him for support. Her head cleared and
she felt her daddy parting the halves of her mound and pulling the rope between
them. Her daddy stood and pulled on the rope, drawing it tight. He pulled
so hard that he lifted her off the ground. Lori pulled her legs together
in an effort to stay on her feet. Her daddy tied off the crotch rope to the
rope around her waist.
below and above the knees, mid and upper thighs. Her legs were useless. Lori
Her daddy left the room. He was gone long enough for Lori to start to panic.
She tried to cry out, but all that came out of her mouth was a muffled oomph.
She tried to scream but the ball shut off any noise that she could make,
and the collar made her choke. Unable to move or call for help, Lori did
exactly what anyone would expect an 11yo girl to do. She cried.
Her daddy returned pulling behind him a large suitcase. It was bolted to
a handled-wheel thingie used to pull it through airports. He rolled the suitcase
over to where Lori sat helpless and opened it. She looked in, expecting to
see more stuff for him to tie her with, but it was empty.
Her daddy picked up a pair of wax plugs and slipped them into the ears of
his wiggling daughter. He took a piece of white tape and put it over her
eyes, cutting off all light.
Lori was about to scream when she froze. She realized that the suitcase was
just big enough for her to fit.
Her daddy picked up Lori and sat her in the suitcase, her legs drawn up and
her head pushed down. He closed the case with a snap and set the case upright.
Then he made preparations for their departure.
NOTE---THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION, A FANTASY. THE WRITER DOES NOT NOW, NOR
HAS HE EVER, ADVOCATED ACTING OUT ON SUCH FANTASIES, NOR DOES HE ADVOCATE
THE ABUSE OF CHILDREN.
Posted By Nikki
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