Tawny, Daddy's Girl Becomes a Woman Ch4

Michael looked down at Tawny, watching her hips rising up and down, fucking the fingers that gripped her so tightly, her eyes shut tightly, her legs opened submissively as he goosed her. He released his grip of her sex, getting up from the bed. It seemed to have broken her trance, her eyes opening.

“What are you doing,” she cried out, her eyes questioning him as she saw him rise from the bed and move towards the closet. She heard a strange noise, her pussy getting wet when she did. It was the clanging of chains. 

He turned to her with one of his purchases. It was a pair of heavy, metal cuffs and chains. Each one consisted of two, black iron cuffs, connected by a heavy metal chain. He had to look for a long time to find them, finally finding them in an antique shop, slave manacles from the civil war. But they were in good condition and even still contained the wrought iron key. “I bought these for my baby.”

Her body trembled as he moved towards the bed. They were so big and heavy, the cuffs at least two inches thick. “No Daddy, don’t put them on me,” but she moved her leg out to the edge of the bed as he approached. She felt him grab her ankle, the cold metal sending a shiver up her spine as he moved it under her ankle and clicked it tightly shut, the sound of metal clanking against metal filling the room. It was a snug fit, pressing into her tender flesh as it trapped her ankle in its grasp.

He thought he was going to cum when he put the leg iron on her. She looked so inviting, her legs spread wide, her pussy split, her arms bound above her head. He pulled her leg toward the bed post. He was glad he had bought a four poster bed. He had thought that he might interest Ann in some bondage play but she had rebuffed him, the posts only used in his imagination until now.

It hurt when he pulled on the other cuff, dragging her body down towards the bedpost. It dug into the flesh, but her body slid on the bed until her wrists were drawn tight, no more give. 

He pulled once last time, the other cuff encircling the bed post. He tugged, hearing her groan, finally managing to get the other cuff to close, her leg now pulled tightly.

It hurt, her body pulled taut. She moved her other leg closer to the chained one, the spread of her crotch beginning to hurt. She pulled, tugging on the cuff, her leg having no play to move, her leg securely bound with the heavy metal cuffs and chains. She felt his hand move up and down her legs, feeling how tense her muscles were, each time moving closer and closer to her pussy.

His fingers reached her pussy again and grabbed it tightly again. He could not believe how wet it was, the sheet below her soaked in her dew. “Almost ready to fuck you Tawny. I can’t wait to get into your hot and tight pussy. It’s so wet. Do you want Daddy to fuck you baby?”

She shut her eyes again. She felt him get up from the bed and she knew he was moving to the other side of the bed. She tugged on her bondage, feeling the pain as she did. She thought of the rapist again. The mysterious rapist that was going to take her virginity, his eyes burning holes in her body as he lusted for her naked flesh. She moved her leg over to the other side of the bed again, feeling the pain in her crotch as she had to split her legs wide to accommodate him. She felt a hand grab her ankle again tightly, the harsh, metal cuff attached tightly, digging into her flesh again. She could feel the weight of the other cuff hanging from the chain as her legs was held aloft. 

She felt him pull her leg farther out. Should she, afraid of his response. “Please Daddy, it will hurt enough when you spread my leg to the bottom pole. Just please, don’t bend it back and secure it to the pole on the top of the bed. I would be almost split up the middle. My sex would be so open and exposed, it would be so humiliating for you to see my like that.” She waited.

Michael looked down at her. He drew her leg up higher, almost sticking straight up into the air. “Relax your leg, I don’t want to break it.” He began to pull it back, not to the end of the bed, but to the post at the top of the bed. He watched as her body strained, her pussy began to spread open, the pussy lips pulling back as he heard her groan in pain as he spread her body painfully. He let go of her ankle, grabbing instead the other cuff, pulling her back towards the post. He was afraid he was going to split her up the middle, her groans and moans of pain worrying him. He finally reached the post, her ass trying to lift up from the bed, but the other chained leg preventing any movement at all. A tug, another groan of pain from Tawny and he slapped the other cuff onto the wooden post. It was high up, her leg almost three feet up the post.

Her body ached, drawn and quartered, her muscles taut, her legs almost tearing up the middle. She felt hands returning over her body, rubbing all over, grabbing her naked breasts within his large hands, grabbing them tightly, watching the flesh turn white as fingers dug into them. Fingers plucked at her nipples, large and swollen already, cruelly digging into the tender flesh. She felt a hand slide down her stomach, pushing in on the skin as it moved lower. When it reached her little pubic patch it yanked out some hair with a tearing motion. “YYYYccch,” she yelled, but she could not move, the bondage holding her tight. She felt it grip a new batch of hair, pulling it out, not trying to pull it out, just making her feel the pain as it stretched out.

“Open your eyes, Tawny.” He watched as she did, seeing her open crotch, her leg bent back. “You’re not going anywhere now.” He grabbed his hard cock, it was as big as he had ever seen it. The bondage play with Tawny had driven it to new heights. He rubbed it up and down her pussy slit. He could almost see in her vagina, her crotch split so wide. He knew it must be hurting her, but she did not complain. He harshly pushed aside her vulva, his cock seeking entrance to her wet vagina. He could almost get the head in, it split so wide. He pumped forward, watching as she grimaced in pain as the head split her further apart. “Feel Daddy’s cock, it’s going in your pussy.” 

“You have me spread so wide, it hurts and you can see inside of me. Why do you do this to me Daddy?” She felt his hands on her hips, gripping her tightly. She knew the time had come, it was time to lose her virginity.

He pushed, his cock head popping inside her. He could feel her body spasm in pain as he banged into her hymen. Her pussy gripped his cock head, squeezing it, clenching and unclenching on it. “Ready to become a woman?” He shoved in, his cock tearing her last vestige of girlhood. 

“NNNOOO DDDDAAADDDY,” she screamed. She had not expected so much pain. The bondage was already bad enough, the tearing of her hymen was sheer pain, shooting up her spine to her brain. She felt the pulsating flesh of his cock plunging up her virgin pussy, pushing aside all resistance as it forcefully sought entrance to the depths of her body.