Date: Sun, 26 Mar 2006 22:51:35 +0000 From: Smokey Bear Subject: My Girl Gaby (TG, authoritarian) Warning: This story contains descriptions of sexual acts between consenting adults. If you might be offended by this, or if you are not yet 18 years of age, or if it is illegal to read materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. ======================================= My Girl Gaby by Daddy Bear Gaby is an 18 year-old "girl" that lives with me. I say she's a girl, but she started out in life named Klint, and for the first sixteen years of her life thought of herself as a boy. I met her online, and we chatted for about six months before we met in person. It wasn't long after our first date that she came to live with me. I told her that if she came to live with me, I'd expect her to be a girl full-time. No more boy clothes, no more swearing, no more getting drunk with the boys. In other words, I was going to teach her how to be a proper young woman. I also told her that if I caught her in boy clothes, or if she didn't make an effort to look pretty, or she displeased me in any way, that I would punish her. For the first couple of weeks, I had to spank her regularly, but she quickly learned what was expected of her. Or, so I thought. After a couple of months, she said that she missed being with her friends. "No problem," I said, "you can meet them, but you have to dress nice and femme, and you have to tell them that now you're Gaby and that you're my girl. And, if you come home too late or drunk, you better be prepared for a spanking." She whined a bit, but I cut her short, "Remember, Gaby, you're the one that wants to be a girl. And if you're going to be my girl, you're going to be a girl all the time." "Yes, Daddy," she answered demurely. Not long after, I began to suspect that she was sneaking out and meeting her male friends in boy clothes. I'd call home and she wouldn't be there, and when I asked what store she had gone to, she'd be vague about the answer, and I never saw anything that she'd purchased on these "shopping trips." I also noted that her breath smelled very minty on those days. One day, I got off work early, and when I got home, Gaby wasn't there. I looked for a note that might explain where she'd gone, but didn't find one. What I did find, though, was an address scribbled on the back of an old envelope. I grabbed some panties, a short skirt, some stockings, and heels from Gaby's closet, stuffed them in a bag, and jumped in my car. When I got to the address on the envelope, her car was out in front. If she was there, with her friends, then they were going to get clued in on her little secret. I walked right in. The dumbasses hadn't even locked the door. Gaby was there alright, dressed in jeans and a rock band T-shirt. Her back was to the door, and when she heard me come in, she turned around. She knew instantly that she was in trouble. I could see it in her eyes. "Hey!" one of her dumbass friends shouted, jumping to his feet. "Who said you could come in here?" I turned to this burnout and shot him a withering look. It didn't take him long to see I meant business and sit back down. I turned back to Gaby. "What are you doing here, dressed like this?" I asked. "I-I-I was just having some laughs with my friends," she stammered. "And some beer and some weed, it looks like," I said. "Y-y-yes, Daddy," she replied. "You know how I feel about you drinking and smoking," I said. "Y-y-yes, Daddy," she replied. "Daddy?" one of the dumbasses asked, "He's not your dad, Klint. What the fuck's going on here?" I turned to the boy and said, "Your boy here is really my girl." "Daddy please don't..." pleaded Gaby, as she came over towards me. When she got close enough, I slapped her hard on the ass and gave her the bag. "Go put these on. Now." I commanded. "Show these boys what a pussy you really are." She took the bag and went into the bathroom. In a couple of minutes, she reappeared wearing the clothes I'd brought, looking at the floor in shame. "See, boys?" I told the dumbasses, "Gaby is my girl." I turned to Gaby and said, "Now come here baby and show daddy how much you love him." The boys were dumbfounded, but couldn't keep their eyes off Gaby. She really did look sexy in the outfit she was wearing. She walked over to me, still looking down at the floor. When she got close, I pulled her onto my lap. "Please, Daddy. Stop," she pleaded. I put my arms around her, and told the boys, "You all are going to have to stop calling him Klint and start calling 'her' Gaby. She's not going to be wearing boy clothes anymore." She sat perfectly still on my lap, and must have been very embarassed. Pushing things a step further, I gave her a sloppy, wet kiss, with plenty of tongue. "Isn't she a sexy thing, boys?" I said. Gaby said, "No, daddy, please not in front of my friends." One of the boys started to freak. "Klint's a fucking queer." I turned to him and said, "She's a real good cocksucker, too." Gaby pleaded with me again, "Daddy, don't tell them that. Please?" "Tell them?" I said. "Gaby, you're going to show them." She looked at me with dread in her eyes. "No. Please don't make me, Daddy." I spread my legs and pushed her off my lap and onto the floor. "You know what I want, don't you, baby?" Gaby looked up at me, then around the room. "I can't. Not here," she said. "You can and you will. Now!" I replied. She started to cry, but at the same time, unzipped my pants. Her friends couldn't believe what they're seeing. "He's actually going to suck his cock," one said. "He really is a fag," said another. "Good girl, Gaby," I said, smiling down at her. She pulled out my cock and looked up at me again. "Daddy, please don't make me. Can't we just go home?" she asked. "Kiss it now," I said. "Show me and your boys how much you love my cock." I grabbed a handful of her long hair and pulled her face to my crotch. She kissed the head of my hard cock. "That's it, baby," I told her. "See, boys. she loves dick," I said to the others. Her eyes were wet with tears. "Now, lick daddy's big, hairy balls," I told her. She lifted my cock and started to licking my balls. That made me groan a little. I smiled and told the boys, who were still watching intently, "She's such a good girl for her Daddy." Turning back to Gaby, I said, "Now, open up." "No, please no," she asked. I slapped her on the ass. "I said, 'Open up!'" She opened her mouth and I pushed it down on my cock. "Oh, yeah. She's a real good cocksucker, boys." She started to gag a little on my cock, but I held her head down and encouraged her, "Just keep sucking, baby." Despite having to perform in front of her friends, she was starting to get into it. "Mmmmmmmmmmm," I said. "That's it, honey. Make Daddy feel real good." Then, remembering where she was, what she was doing, and in front of whom she was doing it, she stopped and asked, "Can we go home daddy? Please?" I slapped her. "Did i tell you to stop sucking?" I asked, angrily. She got the message and resumed sucking immediately. "Know what else she likes boys?" I asked the dumbasses. "Stand up, Gaby, and bend over." "No, daddy," she said. I slapped her hard. "Just, do it." I ordered. She stood up and bent over, grabbing the back of the couch. "She likes being fucked, like the bitch she is," I told the boys. I pulled up her skirt and pushed her thong aside. "Don't do it, Daddy. Please don't," she pleaded. I pushed my cock, wet with her saliva, slowly into her pussy. "She's got a nice, tight pussy, boys," I said. She gave a little cry. "She's a real good fuck." I grunted as I fucked her in front of her friends. "See what a little cunt she really is?" "Why are you doing this to me?" she asked. "You love it," I said, grabbing her clitty. "See how much she likes this, boys?" She cried out again, and I started fucking your harder and faster. "Make me cum, baby." Again, she asked, "Please can we go home? I will do anything you want." I continued fucking her, hard and fast, my hands on her hips, pulling her onto my cock. She started to moan. "Yeah, baby. Cum with me," I said. "See what a slut she is, boys? she's going to cum from me fucking her." After a couple more strokes, I couldn't hold back any longer. "Yesssssssssssssss," escaped my lips as I began pumping cum into her hot pussy. I held her tight as I came inside her. A couple of seconds later, Gaby screamed, "Ohhhhhhhhhh, Dadddddddy!" and began to shoot. We collapsed on the sofa, and I held her tight. It felt so good. After a short time, she looked up at me and asked, "Daddy?" I kissed her. "Yes, baby?" "Can we go home now?" "Yes, baby, we can go home now." We collected ourselves and left, hand in hand. ======================================= If you liked this story, I'd like to hear from you. E-mail michbear@hotmail.com.