Date: Thu, 7 Mar 2002 16:25:02 EST
From: B2655@aol.com
Subject: "Pleasing My Daddy" part 1 AUTHORITARIAN

Pleasing My Daddy   Part 1
by Terry
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My new daddy tells me to strip naked right there on the steps.  I look around
and he laughs at me and tells me nobody can see me. His house is too far from
anybody else's.  I pull off my shoes and socks, then my shirt.  He folds his
arms across his chest and leans back on the door and watches me getting naked
for him.  I take off my levis and he tells me to keep going.  "I want you
bare for this, boy. Looks like you want it, too. That hardon is going to get
you into big trouble someday."

So I blush again and pull down my undershorts and step out of them.  He
reaches out and grabs my shoulders and turns me around.  He touches the welts
on my ass and says I don't have enough marks, that I need another whipping.
Then he stands in front of me and just stares at my dick. It's already
dripping and bobbing up and down. All of a sudden he just slaps my face.  It
really stings and I get tears in my eyes from it.  I never got slapped
before, but I know I can't do anything but take it.  My face is stinging, but
I stand there in front of him and feel my cock getting harder.  It sticks up
straight in front of me almost tight against my belly.

He leans forward and nuzzles my ear. "You're a goner, boy, and that ass is
all mine! That's what you want, isn't it? You want me to take control of your
ass. Well, boy, you've come to the right place."  He takes his thumb and
thumps the head of my cock really hard.  I grit my teeth and take it from
him, knowing I will do anything he wants me to do.

"Get on your knees!"  He pushes me down till I'm kneeling in front of him.
He opens up his levis and pulls out his cock.  It's really big, bigger when
he's soft than mine is when it's hard.  He tells me, "Open that mouth, boy."
I just do it while he stands there looking down at me. A perverse smile
spreads across his handsome face while I stare at his huge cock. But he
doesn't make me suck him, like I thought. He holds my chin in his left hand
and tilts my head back. He spits on the fingers of his right hand and shoves
three fingers right down my throat. God! I can't breathe, and
I start gagging right away, but he doesn't pull back. I'm terrified that I'll
throw up on him.  I sputter and choke, and tears rush down my cheeks. But he
holds steady, just pumping his fingers farther and farther down my ravaged
throat. "That's a good, boy. Just learn to take it for me. We have to train
that throat to open up all the way now." I'm crying, it hurts so much. And I
can't stop sputtering and gagging. But my cock is harder than ever. Just then
he steps back and slaps me right across the face. Then twice more. I'm still
kneeling in front of him, sobbing and retching. He reaches out and grabs my
chin again, real hard this time. "Get in the punishment position,
boy," he tells me.

I get up as fast as I can and put my hands on the porch rail. He just stands
there glaring at my backside for a while, but then walks over and grinds his
naked crotch into my bare ass. He's not fully erect, but I can still feel
some heat against my backside. He strokes my sides with his hands and then
reaches around to grasp my hard nipples. He pinches both of them, lightly at
first, but then with some real force. I hiss at this unexpected pain. He lets
go for a moment, then just rolls and twists my sore nips with his fingers. My
cock does flip-flops and I suck in a gasp of air. "Oh,
please, Sir."

I start breathing really hard when he whispers to me, "Now I want you to take
a step back and spread those pretty legs far apart for me. I want to be able
to see all of your ass, boy."

"Please, nooo," I tell him, but it's too late. He kicks my legs apart and
reaches under my butt and grabs my balls and starts to squeeze.

"Now listen real good, boy. I don't care if you yell or cry. Nobody can hear
you. But I won't have you begging me to stop. I'll punish your butt until I'm
good and done with you  no matter how much noise you make."

He gradually increases the pressure on my sore balls until I let out a gasp
and twist my head from side to side. But I stand firm with my hands wrapped
tight around the porch rail.

He moves to my side and spits on his fingers. I know I won't like what's
coming. I'm still panting at this point, just glad that he has let go of my
aching nuts. Suddenly, he drives three fingers right up into my butt, and I
shriek in pain. His other fingers grapple for my cock and start to stroke me.
My head is tripping on the combination of pain and pleasure. His fingers push
farther into my butt, twisting and spreading me open.

"Your ass needs training, too, boy. Not just your mouth. In a few weeks
you'll be begging for this." A few weeks? He was intending to keep this up?

Tears start streaking down my cheeks and I struggle to hold back sobs. I
can't believe how much his fingers hurt inside my ass, and I can't believe
how turned on I am by his hands jacking at my hard boy cock. It's too much to
take in all at once.

Suddenly he pulls away and just watches me gasp and pant. I can't pull myself
together, no matter how hard I try.

"Now get your bare ass down to the basement and wait for me. You know where
to go."

"Yessir!"  I start toward the basement and then run down the steps. I'm out
of breath by the time I get down there and stand leaning against the wall.  I
can still feel pain in my ass, and my nipples are sore and tingly. But my
cock is harder than ever before.  I can't believe what his rough treatment is
doing to me. I close my eyes and just wait for him.

To be continued...
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