Chapter 17 - The First Day

Fred freaked when he first saw Anne. What had she done to her hair. God she looked like a complete slut. And her nose, she had a ring in her nose. This had to stop. He couldn't allow this. Then he noticed the sheen on her face. OH MY GOD - she did have his cum spread all over her face. Still, he had to try.

"What is this?" Fred asked. "That hair color makes her look like a common street whore. And what's with the ring. That has to be removed - it's just too disgusting. I won't have it. I won't."

Anne stopped confused and ashamed. Her father said she looked like a whore. He needed to help her. WAIT - maybe her father could save her. Maybe her father would stop all of this. Anne looked up hopefully.

Susie walked over to Fred. He was on the other side of the kitchen counter so Anne couldn't see below his chest. "Don't you like it Mr. Smith" Susie asked in her little girl voice. "Its what Anne wants. Its how she should look. Don't you think so? Don't you think it fits her perfectly?"

And with that Susie reached down and stroked Fred's prick through his pants. "No-no I do-d," Fred said and then was speechless. The little vixen was rubbing his cock right here in front of his daughter. She couldn't see it but she must suspect. He couldn't allow this. But he found his arms unable to move.

Susie then unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. She moved behind Fred so she could talk to him and give him a hand job while making him face Anne. "Isn't she beautiful Mr. Smith? Doesn't the hair match her body so well? And doesn't the ring in her nose fit her personality?"

"No-no-I-I-" Fred stammered.

Anne's hopes lit up. Her daddy was going to save her. Yes, finally the long nightmare would be over.

Susie whispered in Fred's ear. "I'm going to blow you. I'm going to suck your big cock in my little teenaged mouth. But I won't let you cum until you tell Anne that you think her hair and ring are perfect. Its what she wants and you need to be a good daddy and support her." And with that Susie dropped down to the floor out of Anne's sight and started to suck on Fred's cock.

"No, no, please," Fred pleaded. "Oh god, no, no."

Anne was looking at him and she must know what Susie was doing. Oh god, his daughter was watching him get a blowjob from her 15-year-old friend. This couldn't be happening. Oh god he was going to cum, he was - OH NO she stopped. Why was she stopping. He had to cum.

Oh yes, he had to tell Anne. "Your hair is beautiful princess and so is the nose ring. They look perfect on you." And as he said those words Susie sucked his entire cock into her mouth causing him to cum. "Oh yes, oh yes" he grunted. Oh god Anne was staring at him. He had to cover up. "Oh god yes your hair looks so nice on you. Yes that ring is perfect."

Anne was devastated. Her daddy wasn't going to rescue her. Here he was pumping his cum down Susie's throat and telling her that her hair and nose ring were fine. There was no one to save her. And with that realization, the last bit of fight went out of Anne.

After sucking Fred off, Susie went over to Anne and gave her a big kiss giving her a load of her daddy's cum at the same time.

Fred stared mortified that Susie was giving Anne some of his cum right there in front of him. And Anne wanted to die as her daddy saw her eat his cum. She was so filthy.

Susie spent the morning getting Anne and Fred used to the new situation. Susie instructed Anne how to sit so that her legs were spread, giving Fred a perfect view of her pussy. Susie stood behind the counter and pushed Anne down to eat her pussy, smiling at Fred the entire time as he realized his daughter's mouth was plastered in Susie's pussy.

Then Susie had Anne stand up and talk to her dad while she dropped down and ate her. Both knew that the other knew what was happening, but both pretended that they didn't. They couldn't handle actually talking about it.

One time while Fred was talking to Anne, Susie grabbed Fred and pulled him into his bedroom and fucked his brains out, making a ton of noise in the process. They then walked out together and Susie dropped Fred's hand and pulled Anne into their room where she had Anne drink all of Fred's cum out of her pussy.

Another time, while Anne was sitting near Fred, Susie grabbed Anne and pulled her into their room and the two of the 69'ed for an hour with both making a lot of noise. When they came out, Susie gave Fred a big kiss, giving him a taste of Anne's pussy juice all over her face.

Susie then sat Anne down and explained her new rules. She was to never tell Susie no about anything. She was to ask Susie before she did anything. She was always to refer to herself in third person. When only Susie or people who knew her situation, like her father were around, she was to call herself slut or whore or slave. When others were around she was to call herself Anne.

From now on she should always use her whimpering voice, the one that sounded like she would start crying any second. She was no longer allowed to read unless told to or to voice an opinion or to even think if possible. And she had to cum as much as possible every day.

Her every waking moment now revolved around sex. Satisfying others and satisfying herself. She was to dress as obscenely as possible. Her normal method of sitting would be with her legs up on the arms of a chair so her pussy was wide-spread for everyone to see. Her blouses should be plunging or transparent. And anytime she forgot any of these rules she would be whipped.

Fred listened to Susie explain all of this to Anne. And he saw Anne sitting there with her legs spread showing him her pussy. But he couldn't do anything about it. Susie had threatened to fuck him right there in front of Anne if he did. So Fred sat and read the paper and pretended he didn't hear anything and pretended he didn't see his daughter's pussy.

Susie then had Anne put on a fashion show modeling all of her clothes for Susie and her dad, to see which ones she could keep. Susie sat next to Fred with a pair of scissors ready to adjust some articles from unacceptable to acceptable.

For each outfit Anne would have to come out and ask her father "Does this look ok on Mistress's slut?" Fred would look to Susie who would shake her head yes or no and then tell Anne to keep it or not. Or Susie would crook her finger and Anne would walk over for Susie to adjust it. All the skirts had their hem raised to the level of Anne's ass in back and the bottom of her pussy in front. This wasn't barely legal, this was flat-out obscene. No one can walk perfectly and the slightest movement by Anne would give everyone a glimpse of her ass or cunt.

Her T-shirts were all cut so they barely covered the bottom of her areoles.

All of the lower part of her massive tit meat was there for anyone to see. Her blouses had buttons removed or armholes enlarged or were just thrown out.

Her jeans were all turned into cut-offs. But they had so little material in the crotch that Anne's pussy lips pushed out on each side of the tiny piece of fabric left. Any tight pants were thrown out. Any loose ones that could have a hidden slit sewn into the crotch were kept.

The nice dresses were the most difficult. Anne had to have clothes for school and church and visiting relatives and friends. She couldn't disappear from society. So they were adjusted with slits put in the dresses front and rear up to Anne's waist. But the folds in the dress didn't make the slit apparent.

And the tops were layered and slit so that her breasts were easily accessible too. The dresses didn't normally show anything. But sliding your hands the right way meant your could easily caress Anne's pussy, breasts, or ass. And finally Susie went to work on the bathing suits. The tops barely covered Anne's nipples showing most of her tits. The bottoms were cut to plunge down to the beginning of her pussy crack. And they were so thin that Anne's pussy lips would pop out of the sides if she wasn't careful.

Toward the end, Anne came out one time and Susie was bouncing on her father's lap. Susie's long skirt hid the action, but there was her father fucking Susie right in front of her as she asked him for approval of each outfit. And her father was telling her if the clothes were slutty enough. Then she came out and Susie was standing up as Fred was zipping up her pants. Susie pulled Anne up so she was standing in front of Susie. Susie had her back to Fred so that Susie's body was blocking Fred's view of his daughter.

"What do you think Mr. Smith?" Susie asked. "I think we need to see her kneeling in this one to know for sure. Can you ask her to kneel?" Anne looked confused.

"Kneel Anne so we can see how this dress looks when you're on your knees," Fred told her.

Anne kneeled down. OH MY GOD, Susie was lifting the front of her skirt.

SHE COULDN'T! NOT RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER FATHER. Then Susie dropped the skirt over Anne's body hiding her under her skirt and pushed her head into her pussy.

"I don't know..." Susie said. "I think I need to see her like that a little longer.

Can you ask her to keep kneeling Fred?"

Fred swallowed. His daughter was eating Susie right there. "A-Anne, can you please keep kneeling f-f-for a bit."

Anne shuddered in shame. Her daddy was telling her to stay there and eat his cum out of Susie's pussy. He knew she was a dirty little lesbo tramp who would eat it all down. And so she sucked and sucked eating all the cum and bringing Susie to a nice climax.

After she was done, Susie had Anne give her father a thank you kiss for all his help. A thank you kiss covered with Susie's pussy juices. Anne wanted to die.

Susie then had Anne sit in a chair with two vibrators and get herself off for the rest of the afternoon. The chair was turned so Anne's father couldn't see her. But he could hear the vibrators. And he could hear Anne each time she came.

Anne lost herself in the world of sex, riding cum after cum after cum, ignoring the fact that her father was 10 feet away listening to each climax. It felt so good to escape from everything and just enjoy the feelings coursing through her body.

When it was close to dinnertime, Susie called Anne to feed the dog. Anne went and got the dog food and opened the can. But as she was about to empty the can into Rover's dish Susie stopped her.

"You need to feed Rover the same way we do on Saturday's now," Susie stated.

Anne started to object and then slumped in defeat. What difference did it make anymore. "ok" she whimpered and started to walk off. "Where are you going," Susie demanded.

"Slut is going to put on her bathing suit," Anne whimpered.

"We don't need that. Just strip."

Anne looked down and started to pull her T-shirt off. There she was, naked in her house, with her father staring at her large breasts. Susie walked up and handed her a bowl with the dog food in it. "Spread it on fuck-toy."

Anne reached in and grabbed some dog food and spread the meat over her stomach. She continued to spread it everywhere until she had dog food over every inch of her body from her neck to her feet. Anne stood there shaking in shame at the image of what she must look like.

"Get down on your hands and knees."

"Yes Mistress," Anne whimpered and dropped down. As Rover started to lick her, tears fell from Anne's eyes. She was letting her dog lick her body for his dinner. And she hadn't even tried to resist. She was letting her dog lick her naked tits and ass and pussy. This was so disgusting. Anne's father walked up. "What in the hell is going on."

"This is how Anne feeds Rover. She likes it when he licks the food off of her body - don't you fuck-toy," Susie demanded.

"Slave likes to feed Rover this way daddy," Anne sobbed.

"Tell him what you're feeling. Tell us how it gets you off. TELL US," Susie demanded.

"Slut likes feeling Rover's tongue on her body," Anne stammered, tears streaming from her face. "Rover makes slut hot. Rover's tongue is getting slut off," Anne sobbed.

And Fred could only stare at the erotic sight of his daughter being licked all over by Rover. And enjoying the hand job Susie gave him as he watched. He finally spurted all over the kitchen wall.

"Don't worry, I'll get Anne to clean it up," Susie said.

Fred knew quite well how she would have Anne clean it up. And Anne dropped her head and sobbed as Rover walked off after having licked the food from every part of her naked body. She had almost cum as Rover licked the food from her pussy and that was a possibility too awful to bear.

After dinner Susie and Anne showered and dressed to go out. Susie made up Anne's hair and make-up giving her a total slut look. The dress she gave Anne was a special present Paul had lent her. It was a black sheath dress that went from her neck down to 2" below her ass. But it clung to every curve. And the top was completely transparent. Here tits were on full display to anyone who looked at them.

The bottom was only partially transparent. But that was little help. Because while the back and sides covered her ass, the front was scooped up from below so that the hem was actually above her clit. Her entire pussy was on display.

The stockings came up to mid-thigh and then were held up by garter belts attached to the hem of the dress. Topping it off were black lace gloves and 7" high heel shoes. Anne was a walking fuck-me sign, a walking invitation to sex.

Susie wore a sheath dress too. But while hers was definitely sexy, it shouted class rather than whore. And she applied make-up so she looked older than her 15 years. And then she turned Anne to look at herself in the mirror.

"See the pretty whore. You are such a beautiful little fuck toy," Susie told her. "I bet all the men are going to want to dump their cum in your slutty little body. You'd like that wouldn't you."

"Yes Mistress, slut would like that" Anne replied getting disgusted and hot at the thought of all those men using her. "Slut would like all those men dumping their cum in her mouth and cunt and ass."

"Can my little slave come for me" Susie asked as she rubbed a little vibrator on Anne's clit.

Anne climaxed almost instantly.

The doorbell rang and they went out to meet their date. It was Paul. Anne froze in shock at seeing him again.