My Second Rape

by Steven Seven

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft, ft/ft, Rape, Slavery, Heterosexual, Fiction, DomSub, MaleDom, Harem, White Male, White Female, Anal Sex, Analingus, First, Oral Sex, Scatology, Water Sports, Small Breasts, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: One year after his kidnapping, rape, enslavement, and brainwashing / re-programming of beautiful, 14-year-old, platinum blonde, blue-eyed Wendy (see "My First Rape"), the Master plots his 2nd acquisition. With Wendy's assistance plus the help of others, the Master abducts a beautiful young redhead with pure white skin and green eyes named Ivory. His plan goes without a hitch...until it doesn't. He gets the girl but also something more. THIS STORY CAN BE READ INDEPENDENTLY OF THE FIRST.

CAUTION! This is a story of extreme Male Dominance and utter female submission. The sex is down and dirty. It is told from the male perspective.

Reader reaction to my previous erotic fiction would suggest that only a minority of readers will enjoy this type of story. Consider yourself forewarned.

Many women and men have rape fantasies. The reality of rape is much different from the fantasy. The author does not condone rape.


PREVIOUSLY in the story “My First Rape”

I kidnaped a beautiful, 14-year-old, platinum blonde, blue-eyed girl named Wendy. I drove the girl to my remote homestead. Along the way, I used drugs to weaken her will and devices to give her pleasure and pain while exposing her to pornographic video programming that showed her what to expect in her new life as my sex slave. Once we arrived at my lair, I hid the girl in a specially prepared underground room where I raped her orally, anally, and vaginally. I converted Wendy into a willing sex slave who now loves, worships, and adores me as her Owner and Master. She lives only to serve me.


Wendy was the first girl I ever raped. When I kidnapped and enslaved the young platinum blonde beauty a year ago, she was just 14-years-old. I took her virginity. I took her freedom. And I took her free will. In exchange, I gave her the privilege of serving me as her Owner and Master. I relieved her of ever having to make major choices for herself. There was no need for the little cunt to do so, since I controlled her body and soul. I brainwashed her into taking pleasure in her slavery. Now she delights in being completely exploited for my pleasure. Wendy loves, worships, and adores me. And I love the little whore with all my heart. Wendy’s every thought is now about how to please me as her Owner and Master. She lives only to give me pleasure and happiness. Now it’s time for my harem to grow. The time has come for the little cunt to help me find another young girl to kidnap, rape, and enslave. Wendy is going to help me on the cunt hunt for slave #2.

When I originally brought Wendy to my rural homestead, I kept the bitch in a hidden underground room for the first few months, until I was satisfied that her brainwashing had taken completely. I didn’t want to take a chance that the little cunt might have a relapse into her former self and try to escape her Owner. When I was satisfied that she was thoroughly and completely under my power and control for good and all, I let the little whore live with me in the big house. We made up a cockamamie story about her being my step-daughter from a previous marriage. I even had fake documentation to “prove” it. We lived far off the beaten path. Everybody minds their own business around these parts. Folks leave us alone.

Today started out as just a normal day for Wendy and me. When we woke up in bed this morning, the beautiful platinum blonde teenager began giving me my usual morning blowjob. Her cocksucking skills had gotten better and better over the past year. And why shouldn’t they? I made the bitch practice on my dick several times per day. Wendy began by gently sucking my dick, making my good hard-on even better. I watched her platinum blonde head bobbing up and down as my cock grew rock-hard. She even practiced her growing skill of deepthroating me briefly. I helped her out with this by grabbing the bitch’s head and fucking her pretty face and throat hard. I made the little whore gag and choke a little bit. I began calling her by all of my favorite dirty names. That brought me over the edge. With a grunt and a moan, I came in her mouth and throat. The little bitch swallowed my cum in gulp after gulp. As she knows she must. And she really loves to do. Wendy had become a very skilled and happy little cum-swallowing slut. After a year of almost constant sexual abuse training with an emphasis on oral sex, I had turned Wendy into an excellent sex slave.

As my dick began to relax, the little whore kept my dick in her mouth. She was waiting for what always happens next. Soon enough, I began to urinate. And Wendy began to drink. The little slut has gotten really good at gulping down her Owner’s urine without spilling a drop.

But she wasn’t done. Wendy knew that once my dick was in her mouth it had to stay in her mouth until I chose to pull it out. The little whore gently licked and nursed my penis while I stroked her long, platinum blonde hair.

“Well slave, I think it’s time” I said.

Wendy tilted her head to look up at me while keeping my dick in her mouth. Her gorgeous face, with those big blue eyes set in the midst of her pale white skin, expressed puzzlement. She garble-talked to me. “Tum fuh wha, Mufuf?” the little bitch asked.

“Time for you and me to go on a cunt hunt, bitch. I always told you that someday you would help me find another young girl to kidnap, rape, and enslave. Well, it’s time” I said.

Wendy smiled wide. Which wasn’t easy to do with my dick in her mouth. The pale-skinned beauty raised one hand to indicate that she really wanted to speak clearly so she could ask questions. I gave her permission to let my dick exit from her mouth.

The young beauty quickly moved up the bed from her former blowjob position near my hip. She settled with her face next to mine. As she breathed and began to speak, I smelled the usual morning aromas on her breath: the smell of my penis, my semen, and my piss.

Wendy gazed at me with excitement in her bright blue eyes. “Master, have you chosen the cunt yet? What’s her name? Where does she live? When can we kidnap her?” my young slave asked eagerly.

Wendy had long been looking forward to having a sister slave. She wanted to help me break in a new bitch. I told her that there would be some required lesbian sex, which she had only seen on videos. Wendy was curious about how another girl’s cunt tasted. Even more important, she was eager to share everything she had learned during the past year about how to please me. She wanted to teach a new girl how to be a loyal, loving, self-debasing slut, who sucked, fucked, and never refused a command from her Owner, no matter how dirty, degrading, or painful it might be.

In preparation for training the new bitch, I had filmed a suite of new training videos starring Wendy and me. We made hours and hours of sex videos which we narrated to explain the finer points of oral, anal, and vaginal sex, as well as water sports and other things. The new bitch would be forced to watch these over and over again, for hours, days, weeks, and months until she could respond correctly to every question I posed and perform every sexual-service challenge I issued. My new teen slave would have a lot to learn.

I began to answer Wendy’s questions. “I’ve been doing a lot of research, as you know. I’ve searched online and even made a few trips while I had you locked in your old room in the underground dungeon. You’ll be accompanying me on the next trip. I’ve singled out the cunt I want to kidnap.”

Wendy looked at me eagerly. “And? And? What’s her name? Where does she live? When can...”

“Pipe down, little whore!” I said while giving her a love-slap on her shapely, naked white ass.

Wendy tucked in her chin and gave me a theatrical frown. “Yes, Master. Sorry, Master. Thank you for slapping my ass, Master. I love it when you do that!”

“Her name is Ivory. She’s a 14-year-old redhead. She’s very pretty. Just like you. She has fair white skin. Just like you, but even more pale. Her skin is as white as alabaster. Both of you bitches have much lighter white skin than I do. The new bitch has green eyes. And she has a nice, shapely ass. Just like you do. She lives with her mom in another state. You and I are going to take a road trip and go kidnap her. We leave tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?” said Wendy with a shocked expression. “Do I have the right clothes? You make me wear nothing but a bra and panties around the house most of the time. I have, like, one lousy dress, and one old skirt, and one skimpy blouse that’s getting tight around my tits. I hardly have any go-to-town clothes. There’s no time to buy more!”

“Pipe down, little whore!” I said. “I’ve already bought you all the clothes you’ll need. Open the hall closet door. You’ll find the boxes in there. I ordered them weeks ago.”

Wendy quickly leapt off the bed and hurried out of the bedroom. I watched her gorgeous white ass cheeks wiggle as the teenager made a beeline to get her new clothes.

While she was out of the room, I took my nearest computer and checked the status of all my systems, local and remote. Everything was in place and operating nominally. All aspects of our new abduction and rape mission were green-lighted. All systems were GO.

Wendy came back into the bedroom with an armful of boxes. I could barely see her long, platinum blonde hair over the tower of boxes she carried in her arms. Her cute blonde cunt was still visible, thankfully. But her beautiful pink nipples were not. Too bad about that.

Wendy dropped the boxes beside the bed, revealing her growing tits and gorgeous pale pink nipples and areolae. “Master” she said “which box should I open first? Does it matter?”

“It doesn’t matter to me, whore” I said.

With a smile, Wendy began cutting open the boxes with a pair of scissors. One by one, she removed several new dresses, yoga pants, short-shorts, skirts, blouses, and t-shirts. She also found some new bras, panties, and shoes.

“Thank you, Master” said my little slave. “May I try these on?”

“Go ahead, bitch” I said. “Put on a fashion show for your Owner.”

“Thank you, Master” the gorgeous young cunt said. As she began trying on her new clothes, my little slave asked more questions. “Can you tell me anything else about the little cunt we’re going to kidnap?”

“She’s a virgin, of course. I haven’t seen her nipples, cunt, or anus yet, but based on her skin color, I’m hoping that they are pink, just like yours. You know I love pink. Those body parts may not be as pale pink as your lovely bits, but I’m hoping they’ll at least be bright pink.”

“If they’re not pink, will you reject her, Master?” asked Wendy.

“No, probably not” I said. “She’s very pretty. I think she would still be worth mouth-fucking and butt-fucking. Maybe cunt-fucking, too.”

“How about toilet duty, Master?” asked Wendy. “I love drinking your urine every morning. Will she get that honor too?”

“That depends, slave” I said. “We’ll have to see if she earns it.”

Wendy gave me a sly smile. The naked, 15-year-old platinum blonde beauty climbed onto the bed. She fixed her blue eyes on mine as she crawled on hands and knees towards me. Her long, platinum blonde hair hung straight down. So did her tits. Her breasts had grown quite a bit during the past year. They were still on the small side, but definitely had grown larger. The teen’s smallish tits looked even larger from this position. Her luscious pink nipples dangled provocatively as my teen slave crawled over to me. Wendy brought her gorgeous face nose to nose with mine.

“Thank you for degrading me, Master” Wendy said with great passion and sincerity. “I’ve learned so much about humility ever since I became your urinal. It’s a great honor to drink your piss. And to suck your dick clean after you buttfuck me. I’m glad you make me take enemas first though, so I don’t get sick anymore. But I’m still willing to eat my shit off your dick if you want me to. I’m always honored to suck your heavenly dick clean in my unworthy mouth.”

I grasped the platinum blonde teen’s lovely face between my hands. Her pure white skin and deep blue eyes were mesmerizing. I pulled her gorgeous face close to mine and kissed the little bitch. She responded passionately, kissing me back with great fervor. Her mouth tasted of my dick, my cum, and my piss.

When our passionate kiss was over, I asked Wendy what she would like to do next. She gave me a coquettish smile. “You know me, Master” my lovely little slave said. “I live to suck your dick.”

I smiled back at her. “Then have at it, little whore” I said.

“Thank you, Master!” said Wendy as she moved down to her customary position at my hip and took my dick back into her mouth. The little girl began sucking her Owner with skill and love, just as she always did. I lay back and relaxed while my little slave did what she was best at.

While we both enjoyed ourselves, I reviewed the plan for the upcoming kidnap and rape in my mind. My newest target, redheaded young Ivory, was even more fair-skinned than platinum blonde Wendy. She was equally pretty. But the two young bitches also had something else in common: both of them had mothers who were real lookers. Both mothers were divorced and living alone with their young cunt daughters. Both mothers had plenty of gentlemen friends, but neither was interested in remarrying. From the start with Wendy, even before I had actually kidnapped the little bitch, I had considered kidnapping her mother as well. I decided not to, because Wendy was my first rape acquisition, and I wanted to test my brainwashing techniques on her before I tried them on another cunt.

Now I was thinking about the mothers of these bitches. The kidnap, rape, and brainwashing of Wendy had gone so well that I was eager to do it to more young cunts. And to some of their mommas, too. But not just yet. Soon, though. After I get my clutches on young Ivory, and have completed her rape, brainwashing, and degradation, I want to start picking up mommas, too. But should I begin with Ivory’s mother Caroline, or with Wendy’s mother Donna?

I was increasingly of a mind to take Caroline first and then Donna later. But all of that depended on how quickly I could turn virginal Ivory into a cock-sucking, ass-to-mouth blowjob giving, cum-swallowing, piss-drinking little whore. I had reason to believe it would not be so easy with little redhead Ivory as it had been with the Wendy, the lovely cunt-mouth who was sucking my dick right now.

Before I kidnapped Wendy, I had done extensive research into sexual slavery and brainwashing techniques. I had acquired certain drugs and other items to make the brainwashing for faster and conclude more satisfactorily. But I was prepared for a long slog before I could make the little bitch do everything I demanded. I was prepared for it to take even longer before I could make her thank me for degrading and abusing her. Turning a young girl into a slave who worships her Master is no easy task.

Except it was easy with Wendy. It was incredibly easy. I had expected it to take months. Instead, it took hours. I broke her will and re-programmed her mind in record time. This was, of course, delightful for me. But it also brought into question all the research I had done. So I went back to the best resources and looked more closely. Eventually I found out why Wendy was so easy to enslave mentally as well as physically: she WANTED to be a slave. Deep down. Not on the surface, in any apparent way. But the little cunt turned out to be a natural submissive. Even more, she had a built-in desire for sex that made her into a natural sex addict. That’s an incredibly rare combination. Finding a submissive who is also a sex addict is like a gift from heaven! Plus, she’s drop-dead gorgeous. By kidnapping and enslaving Wendy, I had in fact given her what she had always wanted. Even before I knew that, I had included in my re-programming of her mind that Wendy would come to believe that my kidnapping and enslaving of her was the greatest thing that had ever happened to her. I thought I would have to force that idea into her head. As it turned out, the idea was already there all along. When I enslaved Wendy, I gave the girl her secret, subconscious, true heart’s desire, one that she had been too afraid to admit even to herself. The day I raped Wendy and enslaved her was indeed truly the greatest day of her life.

I made a deep study of Wendy’s psyche and body. I have plenty of money and plenty of contacts around the world. I had Wendy’s DNA sequenced. I had her brain scanned using an MRI. I paid for a semi-anonymous psychological evaluation, in which the psychologist knew only that a teenaged girl was the test subject. All questions were submitted online through a very secure account. I had each result from every one of these tests evaluated by a different specialist. I gathered all the results into a single package, made several copies, and submitted them to three different experts to evaluate and diagnose. All three agreed. The teenaged girl was highly suggestible, naturally submissive, hyper-sexual, somewhat masochistic, and likely to need very strong parental oversight.

In other words, Wendy could be easily brainwashed, enslaved, and turned into the personal, private little whore of the man who she accepted as an all-powerful father figure, or Master. That man is me. I “broke” Wendy’s will so easily because she had so little will of her own. Wendy needed to be ordered around by the man who claimed her as his own. She needed to be sexually exploited and used by that man. The more that man used her for his pleasure, the more she would worship and adore him. Wendy wanted to feel that man as her Master and Owner. She needed to worship him as her everything, while she herself was degraded into blissful nothing.

So, all in all, Wendy was born to be a sex slave. Now she’s my sex slave. And I am never, ever letting her go.

Could I ever find another girl like Wendy? To find another naturally submissive bitch is very hard when your criteria are the ones I applied: she had to be 14, fair-skinned, and beautiful. There is no database that lists cunts according to my criteria. So I didn’t even try to find another natural submissive, or natural sex addict. I just looked for beautiful young bitches who met my other criteria.

Finding Wendy had been relatively straightforward. I am a man with substantial financial resources. I keep a very low profile, but I have a very large network of useful connections around the world. I have many contacts who are highly skilled in many fields of endeavor, but who are not always highly ethical. These included hackers and “obtainers” of hard-to-get items. I also know operatives who can do remarkable things for the right price. I also have certain semi-anonymous “friends” who share my interests. We cooperate to help one another. Through all of these different people, I obtained vast amounts of private data, as well as material items and services that are not available in your local stores.

If you wanted to find every beautiful 14-year-old girl, how would you go about it? I tapped into school databases, corporate databases, government databases, and even information brokers who sell data to those other organizations. I obtained photos and other data. Then I used special software to search through the photos and other data files to find every bitch who met my criteria on age, skin color, hair color, and facial beauty. That last criterion was the toughest: beauty. I had to review many, many photos to provide feedback to the software so it could learn my criteria of female beauty. You’d be surprised how clever modern computers are! Something called “deep learning” systems proved highly effective.

Roughly speaking, I was looking for the top 1% among all the 14-year-old girls in the USA, Canada, Europe, Russia, Ukraine, and a few other countries that had a substantial number of females with either blonde or red hair. Some brunettes would also be acceptable if they had special features, such as precociously large breasts. However, finding accurate breast size data proved too difficult, so I had to rule out brunettes for now, with the exception of a few girls that I had managed to identify because of particularly good photographic evidence. I hoped to rape and enslave some of them in the further future. In the end, I identified more than 100,000 suitable young cunts world-wide. I loved the idea of owning all 100,000 of the ripe young bitches. But I wouldn’t live long enough to fuck them all! So I had to be even more selective.

I decided to limit myself to the United States, since it would be easier to transport a stolen girl across state lines than across international borders. There is some international sex trafficking, but I was not interested in that sordid trade, where the girls were prostituted out to many customers. Disgusting. A sex slave should be one man’s property and he should treat his property with the utmost possessiveness and care. Once I own a cunt, she becomes by far the most valuable property I own. I would never permit any cunt I owned to have sex with another man. Another woman or girl, yes. But only under my direct supervision. Even then, all the bitches present during lesbian sex would have to first submit to me and my desires. My pleasure must always be first and foremost in their minds. Any lesbian sex would be under my direction and control, and should ultimately be re-directed into satisfying me. But I digress.

It took months of data-crunching to winnow down the pool of potential cunt slaves. The first reduction was from more than 20,000 in the USA to less than 10,000. Then by applying stricter and stricter criteria on location and so forth, I got it down to around 1,100. Finally, through a combination of machine sorting and personal examination, I reduced my final cunt count to 115. Then the toughest choices had to be made. Any one of the original 20,000 would have made an acceptable sex slave. And I would have happily taken all of the 115. But I didn’t have enough dungeon space for that many bitches. So I went back to the drawing board, so to speak. I obtained and re-purposed commercial software originally intended for supply chain management. I used it to figure out which cunts would be easiest to kidnap. Transporting kidnapped cunts to be raped and enslaved turned out to be not so different from bringing fresh meat to your dinner table.

Which brought me to my final group. I called them the filthy 15. According to my best estimates, I could kidnap any one of those 15 cunts and bring her back to my lair for rape, enslavement, and delightful degradation. I agonized over which girl to rape and enslave first. This was for keeps. I would have to live with my choice for many, many years, since I had no intention of ever letting the girl get away. Once she belonged to me, she was going to me mine for life.

I chose Ivory as the first lucky bitch. My final process in selecting my next slave at this point had been somewhat random. First I placed photos of each bitch side by side with photos of Wendy. I tried to imagine them both in my bed at the same time. That didn’t help much, since all 15 cunts would fit well with Wendy. But it did push me in the direction of picking a redhead rather than a platinum blonde or golden blonde. This reduced the 15 to 5. In the end, I opted to make a random choice. I rolled a single six-sided die, with the notion that if it came up six I would roll again until I got a lower number. When I rolled the first time, I got a one. Ivory was the first of the five redheads in the group. That did it. I had a victim. Or better yet, not a victim, but a lucky young cunt who was about to have the great honor of becoming my slave. I set in motion a plan to kidnap, rape, and enslave the little redhead.

Wendy and I would be leaving the next day to kidnap Ivory. We had to cut back on our usual amount of sexual activity to prepare. In reality, I had hired so many people to do little pieces of the task, and had so many semi-anonymous co-conspirators, that Wendy and I had very little to do ourselves. The ones that I hired only knew that they had been hired to pre-position materials, create distractions and delays, and so forth. My semi-anonymous friends actually knew what my intention was. This operation was going to be much bigger than my first foray into rape-kidnapping. This was only my second rape-kidnapping, but it was not going to be my last. I wanted every stage to be efficient and effective. Once I had worked out any bugs along the way, I would have a system I could use over and over. My harem could grow steadily then.

The early spring day we set out was sunny and clear, but cool. My compact RV was about the size of a small truck. It was highly customized by a specialist who didn’t ask too many questions. Getting to Ivory’s location would take one day of driving. Once there, we might have to spend more than a day waiting until we had a chance to snatch the little snatch. Wendy had not spent this much time in a vehicle with me since I kidnapped her a year ago. Our trips since then had been short ones to town, or to some out-of-the-way vacation spots where we could have sex in different surroundings.

As we rode along, Wendy enjoyed watching the scenery. But after two hours she began to get a little antsy. In the whole of the past year, she had never spent more than a single waking hour without having me feel her up or use her sexually.

“Master” she said “may I ask a favor?”

“Wendy, remember, we’re not at home. You’ve got to practice calling me Daddy” I said.

My little platinum blonde slave smiled her sunniest grin. “Sorry, Daddy. I do like to call you Daddy-Master. I think it’s so hot that a Daddy fucks his little girl in every hole.” She licked her lips. “Daddy, there’s not too much traffic. People can’t see in here anyways. Can I blow you, Daddy? Please let me blow you. Or if you won’t let me do that, could you finger me? My cunt or my asshole? You could finger one and I’ll finger the other.”

I looked at my teenaged slut and laughed. “You ARE a whore! And I love you for it, you little bitch. You make me so happy. I’m glad I own you, you little fucking cunt.”

Wendy sighed and reached a hand out to me. She stroked my face. “Thank you for owning me, Daddy-Master. I love being your little whore.”

“And what a good whore you are. OK. Pull up your dress and pull down your panties. I’ll finger your asshole while you finger your cunt.”

“Thank you, Daddy” said Wendy sweetly. She hiked up her white and yellow sundress and pulled down her lacey white panties. Once her panties were down around her ankles, she took them off, and her pink sneakers too. Putting her bare right leg on the dashboard, she laid her lovely left leg on my right thigh, spreading herself wide open. The gorgeous teen exposed the pale white skin of her legs like a white flower in bloom. This also put on display her platinum blonde pubic hair and lovely cunt lips and inner pink vaginal folds. This was all for my eyes alone. Then Wendy scooted her hips forward and tilted her pelvis, exposing the delicate beauty of her pale pink anus.

I put one of my fingers into her mouth. Wendy sucked and licked it to give me some lubrication. Then I pulled my finger out of her mouth and moved it downward to her crotch. Wendy’s blue eyes followed the progress of my finger as it went lightly grazing through the delicate garden of her pretty pubic hair, and then went circling around her clitoris, before shimmying down to her cunt slit. My finger happily lingered between the lips of her moist and fragrant cunt, entering that sweet hole briefly. Departing from that juicy hole, my finger proceeded down the short runway of her perineum, which led my digit directly to her precious pink anus. The tip of my finger circled around Wendy’s anus, lightly bumping along the folds of skin there, until it finally rested against her closed rear entryway.

Then I addressed my slave. “Beg for it, bitch. Beg your Daddy to shove his finger up your ass.”

Wendy smiled and bit her lip. She loved this part. “Please, Daddy! Please finger your daughter’s little butthole! Please shove your finger up my ass! I’ll do anything for you Daddy, ANYTHING, if you’ll just finger-rape my poor little asshole.”

I smiled and said “Good bitch” as I inserted my finger into the asshole of my slave ‘step-daughter’.

Wendy squealed with pleasure as her Owner’s finger invaded her asshole. “Oooo! Thank you, Daddy. I feel so much better now with your finger in my ass.” She closed her eyes and sighed. She rubbed two fingers around her cunt and clit as I moved my finger very gently inside her asshole. We continued this way for a couple of minutes. Wendy lolled her head back, then tilted her face in my direction. She half-opened her beautiful blue eyes and licked her lips. I gazed in awe at the sheer gorgeousness of my young slave. I am still as amazed by her youthful beauty now as I was the day I first raped her. Wendy gave me a lazy half-smile. “I love you M ... Daddy. I miss you when you don’t touch me for over an hour. Even though you’re sitting right next to me. It’s silly, I know. I love feeling you inside me. I just wish I could have your dick in my mouth. Sucking your heavenly dick is my favorite thing to do in the whole wide world. You know that. I wish I could suck you all day and all night. When you come in my mouth, you make me the happiest girl in the whole world. I live to suck you off and swallow your cum.”

I smiled back at her. I felt like the luckiest man in the whole world. I grin whenever Wendy tells me that. And she tells me every single day. I trained her to. Wendy’s a very good, loving, submissive, slave cunt-mouth slut.

Then suddenly, her mood changed. “Daddy” Wendy said slowly. “I need to confess something. I’m scared.”

I looked at her with the demeanor of fatherly authority. “Now, now, little girl. There’s nothing to be scared of. We’re just going off to hunt down a young cunt for your Daddy to rape and enslave. Nothing to be scared of.”

Wendy started to cry. “I’m afraid you’re going to love her more than you love me. I’m getting old. I’m already 15. She’s only 14! I’m afraid I’ll lose you to her.”

My heart melted. “Wendy. You could never lose me to another cunt. No other cunt could replace you in my heart. You’re my first rape. My first slave. You’ll always be first in my heart. And in my bed. When I’m looking for a mouth to fuck, your mouth will always be number one on my list. Your ass, too. Your ass is my number one buttfuck. And you have the most delicious cunt I have ever eaten. It’s so much fun to fuck your sweet cunt. I love to fuck it. I could never fall out of love with your gorgeous face, and your amazing ass, and your sweet platinum blonde pink cunt. I love your slutty slavishness. I love being your Daddy and your Master. I chose you to be my first rape for a good reason. You’re the most beautiful girl in the whole world to me. I love you, Wendy. I’m so glad I own you.”

Wendy smiled through her tears. “Oh, Master, I love you so much! Thank you for owning me! Thank you for fucking my face first thing every morning. I don’t think I could live if you didn’t cum in my mouth every morning. My day couldn’t begin until you used my mouth as your urinal. I love everything your dick gives me!”

I took a deep breath. Wendy knew exactly what I wanted to hear. And she delivered it in spades. I had spent months training her. She had learned her lessons very, very well. Now she owns my heart as much as I own her body. The little cunt is pure sex magic for me!

I decided to change the subject. “I’m getting hungry. How about you, sweet ass?”

Wendy smiled. “I’m hungry too. For your dick!”

I laughed. “How about if we just stop at a diner and grab some road food?”

“OK Daddy-Master” my pretty little slave said.

We checked the GPS for nearby food options and settled on a diner in the nearest town. When I pulled into the parking lot, I saw that we had picked a good time. It was too early for the lunch rush. The diner looked like it had been run by the same family for generations. Folks were probably friendly in this little town.

We used the restrooms first to wash-up, then sat in a booth. Our waitress was a pretty golden blonde who looked all of 19, which I later found out she was. She had a very nice face, a good rack of tits, and a modest sized ass. She was a bit thick in the middle. But she didn’t know how to make the most of her bodily assets. We ordered a late breakfast. I had coffee. Wendy drank milk. She’d get her coffee later.

After the waitress had taken our order, Wendy asked “What do you think of her, Daddy? Would you fuck her?”

Wendy was always interested in my frank assessment of other women and girls. “Well” I said, rubbing my chin “her face is pleasant enough to mouth-rape. I would definitely want to suck and bite those tits. Her ass is a bit smaller than I like.”

“Would you buttfuck her anyway?” my teenaged slave asked.

“Only if she promised to suck me clean afterwards” I replied honestly.

“I’m sure she would” said Wendy. “I know I would!” She paused for a moment. “Would you cunt fuck her?”

“Oh yes. Know why?” I asked.

“Why?” asked Wendy.

“Because I could suck those big tits while I fucked her cunt” I said. “I’ve fucked big-titted bitches before. It’s great fun to squeeze and mash and suck and bite big tits while fucking a bitch’s cunt. Eventually, as I’ve told you before, I’ll be adding some big-titted slaves to my harem.”

Then our eggs and pancakes arrived. We began to eat ravenously, with no pause to talk. After a couple of minutes, a young woman in her early thirties came in with a girl who was probably her daughter. The girl looked to be of early middle school age. The mother was a slim, pretty brunette with an unusually large and shapely ass. The girl was a golden blonde who was a little on the chubby side. She had a cute face, but that prettiness probably wouldn’t hold up well as she aged.

“What about them?” asked Wendy. “Would you do the mom? The daughter? Both?”

“Now, now” I said. “Be a good little girl.”

Wendy put down her fork. She rubbed her foot against my leg under the table. “Pretty please! Tell me!”

“OK bit ... little girl” I said, stopping myself from calling my ‘daughter’ a bitch in a public place. “The mom’s got a great ass. I’d definitely sodomize her. The girl? I’d just make her suck me clean afterwards. Maybe I’d fuck her ass too. Then the mom would have to suck me clean. There. Satisfied?”

“Would you come in their mouths? Either one?” asked Wendy.

“That depends” I said. “It depends on how enthusiastic they were when I reamed them out and face-fucked them. You know how much I love ass-to-mouth blowjobs. But I have to see some good response on their part. If they just lay there and scream when I rape their asses, and puke when I gag-fuck them, I might not want to deposit my precious cum in their mouths.”

“I see” said Wendy thoughtfully. “Suppose Ivory acts like that? What are you gonna do?” Wendy had slipped off one of her sneakers and moved her foot up my thigh. Her toes began gently tapping my crotch.

“That’s a totally different situation” I said. “You asked me about a couple of cunts from out of nowhere. I wouldn’t enslave the mother, or the daughter, or the waitress. You asked me hypothetically about fucking them. So I gave you a hypothetical answer. Sure, as a one-off, I can assess any bitch like a piece of meat. Tell you what I like about her and what I don’t. How I would use her if I decided to rape her. But if any of those bitches absolutely begged me to own them, to enslave them, I’d have to say No. No way. They’re not worthy of joining my harem. And do you know why?”

Wendy’s big blue eyes gazed at me with curiosity as she tilted her head to her right and asked “Why?”

“Because they’re not worthy of you” I answered. “You are so much more beautiful than they are. They could never measure up. I’d neglect them all the time and spend all my time with you.”

Wendy gave me the sweetest smile. “Awww!” she said. “That’s so sweet!” Her toes began rubbing my crotch. “You’re the sweetest Daddy in the whole wide world!”

I paid the bill. We walked back to the RV. After we climbed inside, Wendy said “Master, can we go in the back for a little while? I haven’t had my coffee yet.”

“Oh, that’s right” I said. We swiveled our seats around and walked into the back of the small RV. Wendy took her dress off, removed her bra and panties. I took off my pants, shirt, and underwear. We both removed our shoes. Then we stepped naked into the tiny shower stall that was barely big enough for both of us. Wendy knelt and gently took my penis into her mouth. She gazed up at me worshipfully with her amazing blue eyes.

I began to urinate. After all the coffee I drank at the diner, my urine smelled strongly of coffee. Wendy gulped down her pre-processed coffee just as she was used to doing at home. The girl never let a single drop escape her mouth. Wendy loved her coffee. But only after it had passed through her Owner’s body first.

When I finished urinating and Wendy had gotten her fill of her second favorite drink (my cum was her favorite drink and food), I made her brush her teeth, and then we both dressed and got back into our traveling seats. I handed Wendy a bottle of water and insisted that she drink it all. It’s important to keep my little urinal slave well-hydrated. As we pulled out of the parking lot, Wendy put her hand on my leg. “Thank you for everything you do for me, Daddy-Master. I still feel like the luckiest girl in the world every day that you own me and use me. No matter how you use me. Every moment with your dick in my mouth is a moment of heaven for me.”

I smiled. “You’re really laying it on thick now, bitch” I said. “Are you about to ask me for something?”

Wendy gave me her best coquettish smile. “Uh-huh” she said. “When we’re on the highway, would you let me blow you? Please? Please, Daddy-Master?”

I gave a mock sigh. “OK. I guess I’m just a softy. I’ll let you suck me for a while. But I’m not promising to come in your mouth. I need to save myself for later.”

“That’s OK Daddy-Master” said Wendy. “I just feel better when I can suck you. Having your dick in my mouth makes me feel secure. Your security penis in my mouth comforts me. I feel like your little girl when you let me suck you.”

“Remember to uncover your breasts, whore. I refuse to get a blowjob from any cunt with covered tits” I said.

“I know Daddy” Wendy said as she unzipped her dress and pulled the top down. She undid her little white bra and hung it from the rearview mirror.

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