Bedtime with Daddy 2   
      
   By Jude (M/f , D/s, inc, pedo, hum, force)   
      
   Keeping his two fat fingers deep inside her he leaned down until his   
   face was barely inches from hers.   
      
   "I said, why exactly are you wet, young lady?"   
      
   She didn't think she was wet, she hadn't felt wet earlier when she   
   checked, but if Daddy said she was then perhaps she was - she must be.   
      
   "Well?"   
      
   A barely audible whisper replied "I don't know why, Daddy."   
      
   At her words he began to finger fuck into his little slut daughter's   
   cunt, three, four, five times until her hips were jerking right off the   
   bed with the force. He loved looking down at her as she bit her lip,   
   tightening her hands into fists in her bed sheets so she made no noise,   
   so she would obey him in keeping quiet.   
      
   Pulling his fingers out from her immature little pussy he regarded them   
   in the half light, turning the digits in front of her face as if he were   
   showing her something interesting. He raised an eyebrow at her as she   
   studied them her whole body trembling inside.   
      
   "Now the question is, baby-cunt, why are you wet? Have you been touching   
   your pussy without permission? Have you been letting those nasty boys at   
   school fuck you? Has someone else been playing with my precious baby?   
   With MY property?"   
      
   His voice was slow and even, seeming to pondering his thoughts out loud   
   as his fingers continued to move in front of her eyes, hypnotizing her   
   as she struggled to search for the evidence that would now undoubtedly   
   lead to her punishment.   
      
   "Well Daddy doesn't want to touch something so nasty and dirty, so we   
   had better get you cleaned up, hadn't we?"   
      
   He stood and without warning wrapped his fingers around her tiny wrist,   
   lifting her from the bed and began dragging her to the bathroom   
   adjoining her room. Her feet barely touched the floor and he carried her   
   at arms length, like a soiled piece of meat towards the door.   
      
   "Filthy, dirty little girls need to be all nice and clean for their   
   Daddies. Can't have you all soiled can we, baby-cunt? Daddy likes his   
   little girl all washed and fresh"   
      
   He said it like he was helping her, doing her some kind of favor by   
   dragging his six year old child into the bathroom and flinging her into   
   the tub.   
      
   She knew what would happen now, how he wanted her to stand, how to let   
   him make her all clean again. She knew what was to happen and somehow it   
   made it slightly easier.   
      
   She passed him the pretty yellow sponge that rested on the side of the   
   bath and opened her mouth for him. It didn't matter how often she rinsed   
   it after she had bathed, it still always tasted soapy in her mouth,   
   making her wretch as he forced it inside. It was large enough to fill   
   every inch of the cavity, molding around her teeth, forcing her tongue   
   down and covering the back of her throat. It was also soft enough   
   however, that she could bite down if she needed to and muffle any   
   screams that tried to escape.   
      
   When he had forced the last tiny bit between her lips he smiled and   
   kissed her very softly on the cheek. She tried not to look down as she   
   felt his cock twitch against her thigh. Daddy always got hard as he   
   purified her, as he made her clean for him, clean so that he could make   
   her all dirty again. She never really understood why he had to do this,   
   but she had long since learned not to question him. Just smile for Daddy   
   - always smile for Daddy.   
      
   "Good girl, now let Daddy get you all cleaned up"   
      
   She turned and keeping her legs straight she parted them as her hands   
   rested on the opposite wall. Her little bottom pointed towards him as   
   her heels touched the bath side. He ran his hands down her spine,   
   stroking her skin and then pushed down on her shoulders. He liked her   
   bent right over so he could have full access to his property.   
      
   "Nasty, nasty girl!" he murmured as he reached for the shower attachment   
   and began to run the water. The hot liquid splashed on her feet and she   
   tried not to jump as it swilled around her toes before going down the   
   plug hole. The steam began to rise as he adjusted the temperature until   
   it met his liking. Not so hot that he would scald her and break the   
   skin, that might take some explaining, but more than hot enough that her   
   filthy cunt would be cleaned out for his pleasure.   
      
   "It will soon be over darling, Daddy will soon make you all nice and clean"   
      
   She heard him reach over to the sink, fumbling around and swirling the   
   soap bar in his hand. It wasn't the pretty rose scented one mummy used,   
   but it was the harsh, nasty-smelling one they used on the dog when he   
   had been out in the rain. It smelled so bad and her tummy began to turn   
   over as she heard him soaping up his hand, his huge, strong hand that   
   used to be so gentle with her. That hand that held her as a baby, that   
   helped her learn to write her name, and now the hand that punished her   
   so frequently when she didn't even know what she had done.   
      
   Lost in thought for a moment she jumped as he held the shower head   
   between her legs, pressing the hot water directly into her tiny little   
   cunt. The nozzle scalded her flesh as the water stabbed like a thousand   
   needles into her baby-girl skin. Biting down on the sponge she heard a   
   gargled scream choke in her throat. I mustn't scream, I mustn't scream   
   she kept repeating in her head. Daddy will only get angry - I mustn't   
   scream.   
      
   The soaping began as she knew it would, fingers invading her, washing   
   away all the nastiness from inside her, the stinking soap suds running   
   down her slender thighs and gathering at her feet, making her all nice   
   and clean. Clean, just the way Daddy liked her.   
      
   She tried so hard not to squirm, to keep her knees locked as his fingers   
   thrust into her, but it was so hard. Her feet slipped on the wet bathtub   
   and she couldn't quite keep her little buttocks high enough for him.   
      
   "Fucking well hold still, you little whore!" he growled as he tried in   
   vain to finish his task. The water splashed back on him and his last   
   forceful penetration took her right off her feet and she crashed down   
   onto the floor of the bathtub as he withdrew his fingers.   
      
   Trying to scramble to her feet she grabbed at the shower attachment as   
   it flicked around spraying water everywhere. Slipping and sliding she   
   knew how angry he was getting and it only seemed to make her more clumsy.   
      
   Suddenly his hands were wound in her hair and he jerked her to his feet.   
   Stepping into the tub with her he sat down on the edge of the bath and   
   dragged her over his lap. Snatching the shower from her hand he spread   
   his legs and pushed her upper body down between his two thighs until she   
   trapped.   
      
   Closing his legs like a spring her shoulders and head were held firm.   
   Her toes could barely reach the floor but it didn't matter anymore as   
   her hips were held fast, the blood rushing immediately to her head.   
      
      
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