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   Story: Tanya's Punishment 3 of 5 (1/4)   
   25 May 06 15:23:18   
   
   Story: Tanya's Punishment 3 of 5   
      
   by bobandcarole   
      
   Tanya dreaded getting out of bed the next day.  It was Sunday and she   
   knew her dad still had plans for her that day.  If only it were Monday and   
   she could escape by going to school!  Yesterday had been humiliating for   
   the fourteen year old girl, reclining in the armchair with her father.  Her   
   self-loathing would not go away.  How could she gain pleasure from what he   
   did to her?  How could she allow herself to lose control like that?  Tanya   
   hoped there wouldn't be a repeat of that episode because it was just too   
   shameful for her to bear.   
      
       The young girl slept in and stayed in bed as long as she could.  She   
   finally got out of bed at 10:30 and proceeded to dawdle through her morning   
   routine, taking her time showering and brushing her teeth.  However,   
   getting dressed didn't take long since she could only wear a skirt and she   
   had to skip the bra and panties.  She still wasn't used to the sensation of   
   the cool air being in direct contact with her bare crotch.  It felt odd.   
      
       After dressing she continued to putter around her bedroom, listening to   
   music and boredly surfing the internet.  It wasn't until 3:00 pm that she   
   finally went downstairs to get something to eat.  She found her father   
   setting the table for lunch.  He said nothing about the odd meal hour.  Not   
   knowing what to say to him anymore, she sat in silence as they ate.   
   Afterwards, she did the dishes and then immediately went back to her room   
   to listen to music.  The first song wasn't even over yet before her father   
   knocked on her door.  He entered, carrying a small paper bag.   
      
       "I have a little surprise for you today, Tanya," he said to her.  Tanya   
   raised her eyebrows.  She knew that, whatever it was, it couldn't possibly   
   be good.  Not with the way her dad had been acting the last few days.   
      
       He emptied the bag onto her bedspread.  A single object fell out.  Tanya   
   leaned in closer to examine it.  It looked like a little egg with a wire   
   coming out of it.   
      
       "What is it, Daddy?" she asked with uncertainty.   
      
       Her dad picked up the object.  "This is a remote-controlled vibrating   
   egg.  It's a sex toy."   
      
       Tanya was aghast, her heart sinking with despair.  Her dad continued   
   talking.  "You insert it into your pussy, leaving this wire hanging out.   
   It'll let you retrieve it more easily.  From now on, I want you to wear   
   this all the time."   
      
       "All the time?" Tanya repeated.  "Even at school?"   
      
       "All the time," her father intoned.  "At school, at home, at the mall,   
   wherever.  Do you understand me?  If I ever catch you not without it, then   
   I'm afraid I'll have to break our deal."   
      
       Tanya looked at her dad with pleading eyes, but all she saw was the   
   stony expression that he had been wearing for the past few days.  "Now,"   
   her father said, "take off your skirt."   
      
       Tanya briefly thought about resisting.  But it was hopeless, she knew.   
   It was imperative that her mom not find out about the wrecked car.  She   
   stood up and undid the skirt, letting it fall to her knees.  Despite what   
   happened yesterday, her ears still reddened when she had to display her   
   shaved crotch to her father.   
      
       "Lie back on the bed and spread your legs," he told her.   
      
       Tanya did as he said.  Her father sat on the bed too.  He opened up a   
   small bottle of lubricant and applied it to his fingers.  Without any   
   preamble, he began to stroke her pussy mound, first rubbing her vaginal   
   lips before finding her clitoris hidden deep in her fleshy folds.  Tanya   
   let her head fall back until she stared at the ceiling.  Today, she was   
   going to be strong, she thought.  "I won't let this excite me," she   
   promised herself.   
      
       She concentrated on normal everyday subjects, like washing dishes and   
   mathematics and walking the dog.  And it worked for a brief moment as she   
   was able to ignore her dad's finger fondling her clit.  But he soon   
   increased the pressure and Tanya found herself succumbing to the sensation.   
   Her vagina felt like it was getting wet.  Desperately, she willed it not   
   to, but the young girl could help herself.  Her breathing and heart rate   
   increased.   
      
       And then he stopped.  Tanya glanced up briefly and saw him applying   
   lubricant to the egg.  She watched with a mixture of dread and horniness as   
   he approached her crotch with the shiny, white egg.  He pressed his thumb   
   inside her first.  Tanya sucked in her breath from the penetration.  He   
   then withdrew his thumb and Tanya felt something blunt replace it.  The egg   
   slowly began to slip inside her.   
      
       "Ahhhh..." Tanya gasped as it stretched open her vaginal muscles.  Her   
   father continued pushing until the egg was completely inserted inside her   
   pussy.  Satisfied that it was sufficiently buried in her vagina, her dad   
   withdrew his shiny finger.   
      
       It felt strange, Tanya thought.  She could definitely tell a foreign   
   object was inside her and it was much bigger than the tampon she was used   
   to.   
      
       "Put on your skirt," her father told her.   
      
       Tanya rose from the bed and reached for her skirt.  Just as she stood up   
   however, the egg came to life inside her.  The fourteen year old girl   
   grunted in surprise and fell back onto the bed.  Involuntarily, her hips   
   jerked forward, almost as if she was presenting her crotch to be   
   penetrated. Tanya made another noise as the intensity of the vibration   
   increased.  The egg was pressed against a very sensitive spot in her vagina   
   and it was driving the teenager crazy.  She looked at her dad who regarded   
   her with a pleased expression.   
      
       He held the remote in his hand.  She watched him press a button and the   
   vibration died away.  Tanya sat on the bed, breathing heavily.   
   Simultaneously, she hated him for inserting the egg but also for turning   
   off the vibration.  She hated him for turning her into a slut, unable to   
   control her own body.  Her father handed her the skirt.   
      
       "Get dressed," he told her.  His next words filled her with dread.   
   "We're going out for the afternoon."   
      
       * * * * *   
      
       They went to Southdale mall first.  Tanya found it was difficult to walk   
   normally with the egg inserted in her.  She felt like she was walking   
   rather bowlegged and taking shorter strides than usual.  The problem was   
   compounded by the fact that she wasn't wearing any underwear.  Once inside   
   the air-conditioned mall, her nipples immediately began to poke through her   
   tank top.  The cool air also emphasized her lack of panties and she felt   
   very exposed under her skirt.  Going up and down escalators made her feel   
   very self-conscious.   
      
       Once inside the mall, her father told her to meet back at the mall   
   entrance in one hour.  Since Tanya didn't even want to be in public, she   
   just wandered around aimlessly for a while.  She was merely walking along   
      
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