The Price of Innocence

Chapter 25

Richard was truly enjoying life. He owned Innocence and found her to be very fulfilling to his exotic sexual tastes. He had also come to an agreement with the Byrons that was much to his liking. For every day that they borrowed Innocence from him, they agreed to give him Chrissy for a day. The petite auburn haired beauty provided him with entertainment and variety. Chrissy had initially protested the arrangement but, over time, had come to view her servitude as simply a fact of life.

Richard even enslaved his daughter at times. At first, that had been somewhat awkward for him. But Kaitlin's enthusiasm about being his slave girl quickly overcame his uneasiness, and he adjusted to having her naked and at the end of his leash. Plus, her talented mouth and tight, tight ass helped him to appreciate the value of having his daughter as his slave. He still had not slipped his cock into her sex but it had been in her mouth and ass plenty of times. And he knew that he would eventually fuck Kaitlin. She clearly wanted it and he found himself thinking about it frequently; almost obsessing over it.

Since Innocence had been borrowed by the Byrons for the weekend, Richard had ownership of Chrissy. He would take her to the Byrons on Saturday night for the party. But he and Dr. Grimm planned to attend a domination/submission event tonight. Susan claimed that she was attending for her research, although Richard was convinced that she found the events to be more thrilling than informative.

For tonight's event, he planned to loan Chrissy to Dr. Grimm. He would be taking his daughter as his slave for the first time at one of these gatherings. Since he would have Chrissy for the rest of the weekend, he thought he might even sell Kaitlin tonight.

"This might be the last time that I have to borrow one of your girls," announced Susan as they drove to the gathering. The two dominants rode together in the front seat while the two naked slaves sat in the back seat.

"Oh?" replied Richard. "Are you buying a girl?"

"No, I'm grooming one," answered Susan. "One of the girls in the experiment that we conducted a couple of months ago had reactions that were almost identical to Cency's. I have continued to work with her and she will be a slave shortly. She doesn't know that yet. She thinks that the experiment is still going on. But I have been conditioning her for her new life."

"Aren't you the clever one?" grinned Richard.

Susan laughed. "Yes, I'm a clever one; sneaky and devious too."

"Well, I'm happy that you are obtaining your own girl," said Richard. "For awhile, I was worried that you wanted to own Innocence."

"Oh, I do," said Susan as she grinned back at him. "And I will, someday."

"Well, just to manage your expectations," Richard responded, "she's not for sale."

"Oh, Richard," said Susan in a lecturing tone of voice. "You know as well as I do that everything is for sale. It's simply a matter of finding the right price."

Kaitlin listened in amazement. Would her father even consider selling her stepmother? Surely not. At least she hoped not. She loved owning Innocence and could not imagine her pet being sold.

Chrissy was also amazed as she listened to the conversation. She wondered what the right price would be. Maybe she could get her parents to buy the beautiful blonde. Then she would be able to play with and torment Innocence to her heart's content. That would also put an end to having to be Dr. Blackwell's slave which she had come to accept as a fact of life but which she still didn't like.

Dr. Grimm and Richard went their separate ways once they entered the hotel ballroom. Susan wanted to go through the vendor stands to find some equipment and gear for the girl she was about to enslave. Richard wanted to see the exhibits. They agreed to meet up in an hour.

Kaitlin was fascinated by the various demonstrations. She thought she had seen it all within her group of friends but clearly there things still to be learned. Everything about this entire lifestyle, whether she was in a dominant role or a submissive one, was thrilling to her.

She was kneeling at her father's feet while they watched a particularly erotic demonstration when she glanced to the side. The front of her father's pants was tented out and it was obvious that he had a raging erection going on.

"You look uncomfortable, Master," she said as she reached out and placed her palm over the tented material. "May your girl make you more comfortable?"

Richard looked down at his daughter and smiled. He had brought her completely naked this time but for the collar and the cuffs around her wrists. Once again, he marveled at her beauty and how perfectly her body was formed.

"Yes, girl," he replied. "That's a good idea."

"Should this girl service you here?" she asked. "Or would you prefer some place more private?"

"I think we'll go back to our room where I can enjoy you," he responded. Then he led her by her leash out of the ballroom to the elevators. Once they got to the room he had rented for the night, Kaitlin dropped to her knees and unzipped Richard's pants. She reached inside and fished out the cock that she had grown to adore, wrapping her lips around it. She had only glided her lips down the shaft twice when she felt a tug on the leash.

"Stand up, girl," he commanded.

She quickly scrambled to her feet and turned her back to Richard, bending at the waist to present her ass. She wasn't sure that she would normally enjoy anal sex but it was always thrilling to her when she was in a submissive mood. Plus, it was the only way that her father would fuck her. She was surprised, though, when Richard straightened her up and turned her around, backing her up to the desk and then lifting her up onto it so that her bottom was perched on the edge.

Her eyes opened wide with surprise as she realized what was about to happen to her. She had begged him to fuck her in the past but he had always avoided it.

"Oooooo, Daddy," she cooed as she watched her father's cock slide easily into her very wet pussy. "I mean Master." He did not reply other than to thrust fully into her and then slowly pump in and out of her welcoming body.

"Ooooo, Master," she cooed again. "You have no idea how long I have wished this would happen."

He reached up and grasped her hair, pulling her head back until her beautiful face looked up at him. "Hush, girl," he said. Then he kissed her, further ensuring her silence.

She climaxed almost immediately from the wicked eroticism of being fucked by her own father. She groaned as the orgasm rushed through her body and let her tongue dance with his as he continued the passionate kiss.

He was in no hurry to let this end. While he extended the kiss, he gathered her arms behind her back and latched the two cuffs together. A second orgasm wracked her body as she heard the metallic click of the cuffs being locked.

He held her head back as he broke the kiss, leaving her staring up at him and the ceiling. He looked down between their bodies, watching his glistening cock slice into his gorgeous daughter, only to reemerge even shinier than before.

She watched him watching their intimate coupling, realizing how fulfilled she felt to finally have him inside of her. It felt wonderful to be taken so completely at last. She would be his slave girl always if he would continue to use her like this.

He knew that he should not be doing this. It was incest, after all. But he had been increasingly obsessed with claiming his daughter this way and he knew that it was inevitable.

Her sex felt divine. It was warm and wet and tight. It held him snugly as he thrust fully into her and clamped down tightly each time she climaxed. Another orgasm tore through her naked body and almost caused him to climax himself but he was able to stop in time to avoid it.

He released her hair but she kept her head back and continued to gaze up at him. He moved his hands to her chest and lifted her heavy breasts in his palms, weighing them and marveling at their perfection. He bounced them, studying them closely as the soft, firm flesh jiggled.

Maybe it was time that he claimed a second slave. Innocence kept him entertained and fulfilled but he frequently loaned her to others, leaving him alone. Kaitlin was as perfect as Innocence and he enjoyed displaying her and leading her around, seeing the jealous faces of the other dominants. And he knew that Katy would willingly give herself to him. It was a possibility.

Plus, the idea of owning his daughter was wickedly erotic to him. He could not imagine anything more exciting than a father claiming his daughter and treating her as his plaything. Even now, watching his cock spearing into her warm, liquid channel, he was hard beyond belief.

"Ooooo, Master," cooed Kaitlin as she felt the large pole pounding into her. She arched her back, thrusting her breasts upward to him as she welcomed the cock into her sex over and over again.

He saw her offering her breasts to him and smiled. They were ripe for the picking and he would love to own them. He reached to the desk where he had laid several of the implements and toys that he had brought with him. He picked up the wooden spoon and then let its rough surface lightly trail over the firm, fleshy mounds.

He had whips and paddles and floggers and crops that he used to punish vulnerable feminine flesh. But one of his favorite implements was a plain wooden spoon, especially for punishing breasts. It was sturdy and short, allowing it to be used effectively even when his subject was close to him. The coarse surface could also be dragged across the tender flesh to create discomfort. And either side of the spoon could be used, depending on what effect he wanted. The concave side would create loud slapping sounds that would startle a girl. The convex side did not make as much noise but it would inflict surprising pain which would provide him with hours of entertainment.

He started with the concave side. He raised the spoon and then brought it down swiftly on Kaitlin's right nipple. She gasped and opened her eyes wide in surprise at the loud crack that accompanied the blow. She lowered her eyes and saw the flesh around her nipple pinken instantly as he lifted the spoon again.

She watched in disbelief as he snapped the spoon downward a second time, spanking her left nipple. It too was surrounded by pinkened flesh when he lifted the tool and both nipples were now rock hard from the abuse.

He alternated from nipple to nipple, enjoying the sounds of each blow. She shivered deliciously and gasped with many of the strikes. After awhile, he flipped the spoon and started seeing red imprints forming on the swells of her breasts as he moved the blows across and around the full mounds.

She climaxed as the first blow struck the sensitive upper swell of her left breast. He continued to rain blows on the magnificent orbs as his cock continued to pound into her. She climaxed a second and then third time as the paddling continued. He finally emptied his balls into her once he was satisfied that her breasts were evenly colored pink from the spanking. When his cock softened, he pulled out of her.

"Now, you're ready for sale," he declared as he stepped back and saw her breasts almost glowing. The flush across her cheeks almost perfectly matched the color of her punished mounds. As he saw his sperm dribbling out of her gaping pussy, he hoped that the buyers would appreciate all of the effort he had just put into preparing the girl for the auction block.