Virgin Enslaved (Closed)

George was enjoying himself immensely. Her touch on his now-erect shaft was so warm, so soft, so sensual...it was hard to believe that such a wonderfully sexual creature was still a virgin.

He gazed down at her lovingly. Her face and neck were flushed with pink, the rosy stain creeping down across her collarbones and upper chest. She is ready, he thought, aroused enough for the next step along the slow route to her orgasm that he had mapped in his mind.

He began making little circles around her engorged bliss button, flicking it every now and then, dipping his fingers into her leaking slit to keep them lubricated. "You see?" he said softly to her. "You are wet, very wet, and getting wetter...it only takes time, little one, time and a man who already knows where the journey leads and is not impatient to get there..."

The circles became more insistent, faster, with more pressure, his fingers moving in and out of her vaginal opening, up and down across her lips, massaging her clit. "yes, you are very wet indeed...keep stroking me, pet, keep stroking...soon it will be time...very soon, I promise..."
 
She whimpered loudly and squirmed. She was on fire as he played with her and lightly fucked her.

"Yes Daddy I see,"she gasped and laid back, hips moving against his touch. Aroused as she was, she didn't notice what she called him. She gripped him tighter and started pumping him slowly. She needed release badly and could barely wait.

She let him go with one hand and saw his large sacs and decided to play with them. She was very close, true, but wanted to drive him nuts too. A hand gripped his sacs softly and pulled at them, squeezed.
 
When she started playing with his balls it was sudden and unexpected, and George almost lost it then. But he kept control, somehow. He arched his head and neck against the floor, letting the delicious feelings wash over him.

He quickened his fingers, rubbing, poking, concentrating on her clit, faster, then faster yet. He would make her cum; it was his personal mission in life at the moment, and he always accomplished what he set out to do.

He rolled over against her--she was still gripping his cock--and thrust two fingers of his off hand deep into her tight wet tunnel, searching for the wrinkled little patch that was her G-spot. His fingers were a blur, rubbing quickly back and forth across her clit. He could tell that she was close, very close to her first orgasm, ever, and he wanted to see it, wanted to watch her convulse in ecstasy for the very first time.

"Cum for me, little Sarah..." He had a sudden inspiration, and added, "Cum for Daddy...show Daddy how much you love him by cumming for me..."
 
She had been on the verge of cumming, so close, and his words sent Sarah over the edge. She loved her daddy and would do anything to please him, and she did. It was so easy to let go and give into his demands. She exploded with a buck and scream. She shook all over and convulsed, head thrashing against the floor.

Sarah slowly regained her breath and looked up at him dazedly, desire heavy in her eyes. She had released him and now she gripped him again, softly. She remembered how touching his sacs had made him respond and knew she had power over him too then. Smiling shyly, she moved closer to him and kissed him. She stroked him softly
 
George sat back and watched the most beautiful sight a man can watch: A woman having her very first orgasm.

She thrashed. She quivered. She arched her back, thrusting her hips and pussy high into the air, then convulsed into a tight little ball. Her muscles clenched and trembled. She screamed, the veins standing out rigid along her neck.

It was utterly, completely, awe-inspiring. His his own arousal spiked in response as he watched her, but he mercilessly pushed it back down--he would not cum yet, though he wanted to so badly that his own hips trembled slightly in resonance with hers.

Finally she collapsed, limp, and lay gasping and panting on the floor. Her eyes opened dreamily, and in them he saw smoky, smoldering lust.

She took hold of him again, having released him in her thrashing, and brought her face close for a kiss. He returned it, tenderly, and folded her into his arms.

"Oh, little Sarah, you make Daddy so happy," he crooned, stroking her hair. "Such a good, good little girl..."

He pushed her away, gently. "And now, for being such a good girl, you have my permission to play," he said, indicating his pre-cum leaking rod with a wave of his hand. "Explore. Play. Test. Do whatever you desire, little one...for a while, anyway. The playground is open..."
 
Sarah was happy to please her daddy and held him close, snuggling, then left his arms. She bent her head over his cock and examined it as she squeezed his tip and rubbed precum all over. She squeezed his sacs and watched fascinated as more came out. She looked up to see reassurance in his eyes and smiled. Slowly pumping him, she watched more leak and finally she flicked her tongue out and licked.

Her daddy made a sound and she glanced up before slowly taking him in her mouth and licking him like a lollipop. She moaned, feeling him grow even stiffer and seeing him turn purple. He tasted like salty candy and she wanted more. She squeezed and played with his sacs as she started sucking him. After a moment, she pulled back and took a breath, saliva dripping from her mouth, before going back down and starting to bob up and down on him.
 
Oh, Sweet Jesus, her soft lips around his burning cock felt so astonishingly good. She may be a virgin, but she knew her way around a man's meat. Whether that was experience or pure instinct he didn't care.

He groaned, feeling his rod swell with her attentions. He rested his hands gently on her head, subtly guiding her speed and depth. She responded willingly, matching her mouth motions to the signals of his hands...

He could feel his climax welling, foaming up like oil at a slow boil, gathering, concentrating in his scrotum and his cock. Soon he would cum, and he wanted to cum, and cum, and cum again in her mouth...

"Oh, God, sweet baby girl...you make Daddy feel so good...yes, yes, baby girl, just like that; keep doing it just...like...that..."
 
Sarah smiled, confident, and she continued sucking and licking her lollipop. She reached around and squeezed his ass. She could feel him getting ready to explode and soon as she thought that, he exploded in her mouth. She gulped down much as she could, but it leaked from her mouth as she slowly pulled away.

"I love my Daddy's cock," she said. "I love your taste. I'm happy to be here with you, Daddy." She climbed in his arms and snuggled and noticed he was soft again.
 
George just sat, utterly spent, his arms loosely around her. Oh, God, that had been wonderful...

Slowly he came back to himself. He tightened his embrace, and began running his hands softly and tenderly along her arms, her back, her shoulders, and stroking her hair.

"Oh, sweet baby Sarah, you make Daddy so happy. Thank you," and he kissed the top of her head. "Thank you..." They sat there for long minutes, Sarah snuggled close against him, then he stirred.

"This was wonderful, little Sarah. But I have other things I must do, so let's continue your 'orientation'." He drew her to her feet, and led her down a hallway to an open door. "This is your room," he said, indicating the nicely-furnished space. "There is a TV, a stereo, a CD and MP3 player, and a computer. You may entertain yourself in here in any way you wish, and there's plenty of space for you."

Sarah looked around him, and remarked, "But there's no closet."

George said, "That's because you will have only the clothes I give you, and for now you will wear only one of the robes from the closet I showed you before. Or you will go naked. You must learn to be comfortable with your body, little Sarah. I enjoy very much looking at you, and I want you to enjoy showing yourself off."

"And now, i must go. I am a busy man, but I will come to see you whenever I can." And he kissed her on the cheek, hugged her, his hand lingering across her soft ass cheek. And then he left her there.
 
Little Sarah watched him go sadly. She wanted him to stay and play. But alas he was leaving her and she suddenly felt tired. She got in bed, curled up, and slept. Hours later she woke up and played online. She got on a chat site and checked things. A friend on there had left an im asking how things had gone.

She quickly tapped, I had my first orgasm. My new owner is like a daddy to me. He didn't mind me calling him Daddy and called me his baby girl. I LOVED dat. I was sooo lucky to be bought by him. He knows I have nothing to go back to. Have to get used to my naked body. It will be hard.

On the other side of the country a pretty girl saw the reply and sighed with relief. She had been worried about her friend, who went by daddysgirl24. She was newlybroken21 on the site. She quickly tapped, Tell me all. I want to know everything.

Sarah quickly told her online friend all that she knew and talk evolved to colors and hairstyles. They both designed styles and subscribed to free online sites about styles and color schemes. Little did she know that everything she did was being watched by her owner.
 
When he got home that night, George walked quietly into her room and, sneaking up behind her, kissed her on the top of her head. "Hello, baby girl," he said fondly as she jumped.

Sarah leaped out of her chair after her first startlement . "Daddy!" she cried, and threw her arms around his neck, kissing him hard on the mouth. George kissed her back, passionately, then disentangled her arms from around his neck and led her over to the bed, where he sat.

"I bought you a present today," he said, and reached into the bag at his feet to draw out a long, rabbit-eared vibrator. It was bright pink, and curved up at the end for G-spot stimulation. "Do you like it? Do you know what it is, what it's for?"
 
Snuggling, Sarah nodded, taking her new toy and playing with it. It wasn't long before she got bored with it.

"I like it Daddy, I know its a vibrator to give me pleasure."
 
"That's right, baby girl," George said. "And later we're going to play with it, and I'm going to make you feel good. We're going to give you another orgasm. You'll like that."

Then he leaned back on the bed and said, "But right now, daddy's tired. I need to relax. I need you to suck my cock so I can relax. Will you do that for daddy?"
 
Sarah mewed softly and nodded. She didn't particularly want to, but she could tell he really was tired. Her daddy needed her. She moved off his lap and unzipped him, took him out and started to play with him, curious. Opening her mouth, she went to her knees and licked him. He felt so good against her tongue. Slowly licking, she sucked him in her mouth and started bobbing on him. She went faster and faster, sucking harder, and grasped his balls softly before squeezing them.
 
George watched her as he lay back; she was so gorgeous, and she was all his...

"Ah, that's wonderful, baby girl. You're making daddy so happy...And now I'm going to teach you exactly how daddy likes it, so you can make sure you do it right, okay? Now pay close attention."

"Lick it slowly from bottom to top, just like you did, and back again. That's the girl...now, run your lips up and down the side, like it's a harmonica, first one side, then the other...Ah! Ah! Very good, very nice... now take just the head in your mouth and hold it there; you saw the ridge all around the head where it swells out? I want you to circle that ridge with your tongue, slowly...Oh, that's beautiful...

"Now take a little more of it in your mouth, hold it gently, and run your tongue back and forth on the little spot in front, underneath the ridge by the tip." and he gently pulled his cock out of her mouth so he could show her where he meant, then pushed it back in. "Oh, yes! Yes! Just like that! That's what daddy loves...

"Now open your mouth wide and go down on it, take as much into your mouth and throat as you can without gagging...that's right...now close your lips and suck hard while you pull it back out, running your tongue up the underside...Oh, God! Yes! Yes, just...uh...like that...uh...now again...ungh! Ungh! and again...

And on the third stroke he exploded in her mouth, shooting spurts of jism in her mouth and down her throat. "Swallow, baby girl!" he gasped through gritted teeth as his climax tore through him. "Swallow it all...Ah! Ah! Oh, fuuuuck!!!"

And then he went limp. She finished swallowing the last load, then wiped some saliva from her chin.

"That was wonderful, little Sarah. You made daddy very, very happy, and I'm very relaxed, now." He sat up again on the bed. "Come sit on my lap, now, and cuddle up close, and tell me what you did today. Daddy wants to hear all about it..."
 
Sarah smiled, swallowing his load, happy, and snuggled up with him.

"I've not done much, Daddy," she said. "I chatted for hours online with my friend newlybroken21. She's fun to chat with. We didn't talk too long about you, we mainly talked about hair styles and decorating color schemes."

She nibbled on his shoulder, licked her way down his chest and tugged at his nipple with her teeth. She sucked at it, moaning, and played with his cock in her hand. Another hand reached around and squeezed his ass. Sarah smiled at his moan, glad he was affected by her.
 
George pulled away from her teasing and looked at her. "You talked about me? With your friend? Oh, baby girl, you shouldn't do that. You should never talk about me to anyone. There are bad people who don't like me, and if they find out too much about me they will hurt me. You don't want daddy to be hurt by the bad men, do you?" She shook her head No.

"Tell me more about your friend, what was her name? It's a her, isn't it? Yes, I thought so...what was her name, again?"

'Newlybroken21," Sarah answered as she continued to play with his cock. He was starting to rise again...

"Tell me all about your friend, baby girl. Where did you meet her? How did you meet her? How long have you been friends? What do you talk about? Tell me everything," he said, as he cupped one of her heavy breasts and ran his thumb softly across the nipple, making it pucker and harden.
 
((You've got the best grammar here that I've seen on Lit))

Sarah frowned. "I didn't tell her your name, Daddy, only said that you were Daddy to me and had bought me. Told her how wonderful you were and what you taught me. Didn't go into specifics cuz she doesn't need to know them. I met her on XYZ chat site and she's very nice. I hoped to meet her before I was sold, Daddy, but she was busy and it wasn't arranged. NB is broke like me and can't afford to go anywhere. I met her during an online conference about designing. We both love hair styling and matching up good hair styles to faces."

She smiled as she noticed him harden in her hand and quickly continued. "I go by daddysgirl24 on that site. Don't know her actual name and she doesn't know mine. I prefer it that way and she's never asked me. I prefer interior designing, she prefers web and gaming design. Hair styling is the best though. The only thing I ever indulged myself in was buying barbies to cut their hair. Of course, most of the time the hair looked like shit, so I'm no good at it. But I still love it."

She paused and started stroking him harder, gripping him tighter, squirming as he played with her nipples. "We've been friends for a few years, Daddy, and she knows you aren't my real dad, but I like pretending that you are. She loves to ride horses, and I've never seen one close up before."
 
(( I have the best grammar; the "got" is superfluous. LoL! :D And thank you--I try. Twelve years of Catholic school...))

George's back stiffened as she increased her stroking; his testicles felt like they were swelling, getting ready to erupt again. God, this girl had an effect on him, and that was no lie...

He lowered his lips to the hard nipple in his hand and began kneading and pinching and teasing the other one with his fingers. He withdrew his mouth long enough to say, "Keep going, baby girl--daddy's going to cum again. Would you like that? And afterwards--Ah! Ah!--and afterwards, we'll give you another orgasm. We'll use your new toy; won't that be nice?" And he buried his face in her tits again. They were so luscious, so round and heavy and firm...and her nipples stood up like little pencil erasers...

Suddenly he felt his climax crash down. "AHHHhhhh!!" He groaned, as viscous globs of jism spurted from the swollen head of his cock. He shuddered as the wave passed, and slumped, spent.

He gathered her in to his chest, rocking her and cooing. "Oh, you very, very good girl...you make daddy so happy..."
 
Sarah smiled as she kept stroking him and held his head to her breasts. She eagerly bent down to swallow all his cum as he squirted.

"Daddy, I can sleep with you tonight, right?" she asked. She wasn't too sure she wanted another lesson, one that had to deal with her new toy. It had been a long day for her, and she wanted to snuggle with him and watch tv. Maybe they could read together sometime, she thought. "Do you have the Karma Sutra?"
 
George smiled. "Yes, you can sleep with me tonight, Kitten."

He sat up. "But you need something to do, to keep you busy during the day. I don't want you to get fat, just laying around or playing on the internet all day. You don't want to get fat, do you?" She shook her head, No.

"Good. Well, then, we have to give you a job. And I know you know how to clean, and cook, so those will be your jobs." He stood up and pulled up his pants, zipping and buckling. "Come with me, baby girl. I'll show you where your jobs will be."

She followed him out of the room. First he went down the hallway that they had used to enter the apartment, the one that led to the room where Ben had treated her roughly. He stopped by a painting on the wall, a print by Mucha showing a lady in a diaphanous gown standing on her tiptoes. "Do you see this painting? You have the run of the house, all the rooms--the bedrooms, the kitchen, the main room, the bathrooms, all of it--except that you are not allowed to go past this painting. Is that clear? Leon and some other men live down that way, and I don't want you to get into trouble with them. So you are not to go past this painting. Do you understand?"

She nodded in understanding. "Now, I want you to vacuum every day, and dust. Every room. The bathrooms need to be cleaned at least once a week; I'll show you where all the supplies and cleaning things are..." he continued as he led the way back to the rest of the apartment, Sarah in tow.

"...and that should do it. Do you understand what I expect of you?" he finished half an hour later. She nodded. "Do you have any questions for me, Kitten?"
 
Sarah shook her head. She was surprised for some reason that he expected to act like a housekeeper. She'd do it, but didn't have to like it.

"No Daddy, I understand it all."
 
He patted her head, fondly. "That's my girl. Now daddy has some work to do in his office, so why don't you start getting some dinner together, and come knock on the door when it's ready?" And he walked off down the hallway.

She sighed, and started moving around the kitchen, getting things out. As she worked, she didn't notice Leon. He had come in quietly, and was leaning against the doorframe just watching her move about. "You know, you have a great pair, and a fine, fine ass..." he said finally. She jumped.
 
Sarah smiled warily.

"Daddy likes me," she said. "I know I'm pretty, don't need to be told so. Go away or I'll scream."

She put on a pot of water to boil and got some noodles out. The rice was cooking and she took out a steak and grill. Wishing she had more clothes on that covered, she stirred the rice and started the steak.

"What do you want? And I don't mean me."
 
Leon smiled. You could say he smirked.

"Who, me?" he said, amused. "I don't want nothin', 'cept to watch the beautiful ass swish around the kitchen and those fine titties swing in the breeze.

"Well, that's not exactly true; what I want is to stick my hard Johnson," and here he began stroking himself through his pants, openly, not caring if she saw it or not, "deep into that sugar snatch between your legs and ride you like mad cowboy going for the record. You have a very pretty cooter, by the way...I enjoyed shaving it for you. A lot.

"But," he continued, still stroking and squeezing himself, "Mr. Davis doesn't like the help making free with his property; old Ben found that out the hard way. By way of me. So I'm strictly hands-off--unless you want to; there's plenty of time when he's away, if you want some outside action. But you'll have to invite me, because I won't crash Mr. Davis' party. I don't want to end up in the hospital.

"But he doesn't mind me looking, not at all. Long as I don't touch. He never has, anyway, and you're not the first pretty little thing he's owned, so I figure I'm on safe ground. So go ahead: scream. See which one of us gets a whipping for disturbing him when he's trying to work...

"And speaking of hospitals, Ben will be back in a day or so to finish taking his pictures. So be sure to shave nice and smooth--he takes a lot of close-ups. Mr. Davis likes close-ups of pussy."
 
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