Chapter 2

I half woke up and was sure that I could hear Trisha’s voice. Opening my eyes I saw her at the foot of the bed looking up at me.

“Hey,” I said, “What are you doing here?”

“I’ve come to fuck your father, what do you think?”

“Sorry Trisha, getting here wore me out.”

“That’s okay Saffy, I see that you’ve started flashing your father already.”

“No, no, I was just exercising my fingers and didn’t realise what the blanket was doing.”

“Yeah right girl. I see that your using that old baby blanket, is that so that it will slide off you?”

“I didn’t ask daddy to use it, he just did and that damned hospital, they’d lend me the wheelchair but they wouldn’t let me have one of those gowns, they said that they were in short supply.”

“I think that your father wanted it to slide off you so that you could flash everyone including him. Here, let me help you do that.”

Before I had a chance to tell her not to, the blanket was in her hands leaving me totally naked.

“Trisha, that’s not funny.”

“Come on Saffy, it isn’t like I haven’t seen you naked before. Remember that weekend at my house when we both slept naked and went down for breakfast still naked thinking that every one else had gone out and my brother was there.”

“Yeah, it was funny and I still think that you set it up to let your brother see us naked but...”

“It’s only me Saffy, I don’t mind seeing you naked. Hey, some of the guys from college want to visit you. I said that I’d take some photos of you so that they know what to expect, you don’t mind do you?”

With that Trisha got her phone out and took some photos of me even though I was protesting and pleading with her to at least cover me with the blanket.

“There, all sent. I bet the guys will like the one that I took from the bottom of the bed, and you’re all wet, what were you dreaming about girl, your father bringing you off?”

“Trisha, stop it, did you really send those photos?”

“Yep.”

“Oh my gawd, what are they going to think, I’m finished, I’d better tell daddy to phone the college and tell them that I won’t be coming back.”

“Oh, your college tutor wants to come and see you to give you some books to read so that you don’t get too far behind. When shall I tell him to come, or should that be cum after he’s looked at the photos.”

“You didn’t?”

“I did.”

“Oh fuck.”

“You won’t be doing that for a while but at a push he could get his knees between your arms and your body and fuck your mouth.”

“Trisha, you’re such a slut.”

“Says that naked girl who’s on display for all her neighbours to see.”

“Shit, I never thought about them. I must get daddy to put some curtains or blinds up.”

“And spoil your view, and theirs, don’t you dare girl, being in a dark box for 3 months will mean your next journey will be to the loony bin.”

“So, seriously Saffy, how are you?”

“Okay I guess, the journey here in the ambulance was a bit revealing. The blanket slid off and the passengers and driver got an eyeful.”

“I bet that you enjoyed that, flashing and being able to blame it on something else. Hey, is that the chair? I’ll be able to take you for walks to the park or into town, stop you from going crazy in here.”

“Nice idea, but not until I can get some clothes on. You’d think that someone would design some clothes for people with my problem.”

“I’m glad that they haven’t, we’re going to have so much fun.”

“Please no Trisha, I know what your version of fun is, do remember when you stole my bikini in the swimming pool?”

“Yeah, that was fun.”

“No it wasn’t, I was still in the pool at at the time and I didn’t even realise that you’d pulled the strings so that it slid off without me knowing.”

“Yeah, it was so funny watching you try to cover your butt, pussy and tits with only your 2 hands.”

“I’ve never forgiven you for that, I’ll get my revenge one day.”

“Not when you are laying naked on that bed, I’m going to have so much fun with you, or should I say your body.”

“Please cover me Trisha, daddy might come in.”

“You’re not trying to tell me that your father hasn’t seen you like that are you?”

“He has but...”

“And you enjoyed him seeing you like that?”

“No.”

“I know you Saffy, tell the truth.”

“Okay, okay, I liked it.”

“And you liked me sending those photos.”

“No, definitely not.”

“Liar.”

“Trisha!”

“Okay, stay in denial, but remember Saffy, we’ve been best friends for what, 15 years?”

“Is it that long? Jeez.”

Just then daddy walked in.

“Oh hi Trisha, how are you?” Thanks for coming to cheer-up Saffy, she was a bit down. Oh, your blanket has come off, let me put it back on you.”

“It’s okay Mr. Peterson, Saffy prefers it like that, it keeps her dry between her legs.”

“Trisha, stop it.” I said.

“Yes it does get quite hot in here, we don’t want you getting all sweaty, that will mean more bed-baths.”

“Pay a lot of attention between her legs Mr. Peterson, girls need to be very clean down there.”

“Trisha, stop it.”

“I imagine that they do, can I get either of you a drink?”

“I’m fine thanks daddy.”

“Could I have a juice please Mr. Peterson? And Saffy will have one as well please, we can’t have her getting dehydrated.”

“Good point Trisha.”

Daddy left and I begged Trisha to cover me. She ignored me.

“No chance girl, your father is going to love seeing your tits and pussy and lusting after them.”

“Please Trisha.”

“Nope, you need to get used to being exposed, you know that you’ll enjoy it.”

“I won’t.”

“You won’t what Saffy?” Daddy said as he entered the room again with a glass of juice for Trisha and that damn baby cup for me.

“Nothing daddy.” I said.

“I’ll baby feed her if you like Mr. Peterson.” Trisha said.

“Thanks Trisha.”

“This is so much fun.” Trisha said when we were alone again and she was holding the cup to my mouth with one hand, the other caressing my tits with the other.

“It might be for you.”

“Oh it is, I can do whatever I like to you and you can’t do a damn thing to stop me. Wait until I start on your pussy. Oh no, I can’t, that’s your father’s territory, he’s going to get you off isn’t he?”

“No, and I’m gonna kill you when I can walk again.” I said after Trisha had helped me to drink.

She was kind and helpful as she helped me to drink, even if she was fondling my tits as she did so.

We talked, sensibly, for about another 30 minutes then Trisha said that she had to go but she’d be back soon, with some of our college mates, boys and girls. I pleaded with her not to, at least not the boys, but I knew that I was wasting my time.

I was also wasting my time when I kept asking her to put the blanket over me before she left.

I relaxed for a while, thinking about Trisha and our banter. We’d been doing it for years and we knew that we loved each other even when we called each other tarts or sluts or lesbians or whatever. Even when we played practical jokes on each other. We had a lot of laughs and neither of us got hurt.

When my brain stopped thinking about Trisha I looked outside. The sun was going down and I scanned the houses at the bottom of our garden. I couldn’t see anyone in the upstairs windows but I knew that 3 of the rooms were used by young men, I knew them, I used to go to school with them. I just hoped that they wouldn’t look over my way when they were in their rooms.

A while later daddy came in. I saw him looking at my naked body but for some strange reason I didn’t ask him to cover me, maybe it was something that Trisha had said.

“Tea time, I’ve made your favourite. Do you need to go to the toilet before you eat?”

I really wanted to say no but I needed to go so I nodded my head. He got the bedpan from under the bed then lifted my butt up so that he could get the bedpan under me so I could go. At least he left me alone for a few minutes whilst I did what I had to do. Daddy came back and lifted me off the bedpan then he did his best to clean my butt and pussy with baby wipes before taking the mess out of the room. Two minutes later he was back with the cleaned bedpan.

Then he went and got the food and slowly fed it to me. Fortunately we didn’t have an accident so he didn’t have to clean my chest. I knew that I had that ‘pleasure’ to come.

Next was cleaning my teeth for me and spitting out into a bowl.

It’s bad enough having a nurse, female or male, doing those things for you in hospital but you will never know how humiliating it is for an 18 year old girl to have her father spoon feed her and take care of her bodily functions and personal hygiene, especially when you are naked.

Daddy finally left me to try to regain some dignity but I knew that I’d have to go through it all again many times before I was on my feet.

About an hour later I was feeling cold, the sun had gone down and the patio doors were still open. I moved my fingers and managed to press the doorbell. Daddy was beside me in seconds.

“I’m getting a bit cold daddy.”

“Oh sorry, I should have realised. I’ll close the doors.”

He did then said, “Can I get you anything else?”

I was going to ask him to cover me with the blanket, but when I opened my mouth the words said,

“No thank you daddy, I’m fine.”

Daddy looked up and down my naked body and said,

“Well you’ve got the bell. Would you like me to read you a story?”

“Daddy, I’m 18!”

“Yes, sorry, would you like the television on?”

“No thanks.”

“I know, your phone.”

“I haven’t got my phone, I’ve never seen it since that night.”

“I’ve got it, the police gave it to me a couple of days ago. They’ve proved that you weren’t on it when the car hit you.”

“But I can’t use it anyway.”

“Maybe you can, blind people use mobile phones, voice control, and don’t most phones have voice control as well these days?”

“Daddy you are brilliant, but how will I see the screen?”

“I might just have a solution to that problem as well, leave it with me.”

My mood improved, if daddy could get both things working I wouldn’t be as cut off from the world as I was. I fell asleep forgetting to ask daddy to cover me, or should I say attempting to ask daddy to cover me. I hadn’t a clue what would come out of my mouth when I opened it.

Would I ever manage to ask daddy to cover me? My college mates were coming to see me, and horror of horrors, maybe even my tutor Mr, Reynolds. I had to find a way to control my mouth. I didn’t want to spend my days exposed to the world, I was so glad that I was out of hospital and the male nurses looking at me, and I could get really annoyed at Trisha if she wasn’t my best friend. As for daddy seeing me, at least he was family and I loved him. I just accepted that I would have to live with it for a few months.

I woke feeling chilly and needing a pee. I waited as long as I could then pressed the doorbell button. Daddy appeared wearing just his boxers and I apologised for waking him then told him that I needed a pee.

“Sorry, I forgot to cover you last night.”

“That’s okay, I didn’t miss it.”

Technically I didn’t because I was asleep but I would have much preferred to have been covered.

“I’ll take it away then if you don’t need it.”

“I, I, I need to pee quickly daddy.”

My mouth let me down again and it looked like I was going to be naked for 3 months. At that time I didn’t think about my pending visitors.

Daddy put the bedpan under me and I started peeing just as soon as it was in place. The noise my pee was making was both deafening and embarrassing but I couldn’t stop. Daddy just ignored it and when I was done he removed the bedpan and got the wipes out.

“Pussy dry.” daddy said,

“Well now that I’m up I might as well give you your bed-bath.”

I was speechless. I knew that it would happen sometime but it was a shock when daddy said it.

A couple of minutes daddy was back still in his boxers and carrying a bowl of warm water, a wash cloth and soap.

Daddy started with my face and neck, and I have to say that he was more gentle than the nurses. He was more gentle and thorough on my chest and torso as well, paying a lot of attention to my little tits and nipples, probably because they went rock hard and I couldn’t stop myself from moaning a little.

I looked at daddy’s face as he washed then dried my tits and he looked to be enjoying doing it. I wasn’t impressed with the fact that I was enjoying it as well.

I was nervous and excited as I watched daddy put soap on the washcloth to wash my vulva and what it was partially hiding. My pussy was getting wet but that didn’t worry me because my juices would soon be mixed with the soapy water.

I gasped when the warm wash cloth met my pussy,

“Sorry Saffy, was it too warm or cold for such a delicate area?”

“No, no daddy, it was just a surprise.”

“Sorry.”

“That’s okay, You need to wash in between all the folds daddy. Use you fingers to pull them to one side.”

As soon as I’d said that I cursed myself, and then moaned.

“Oh daddy,” I said, “that’s s nice.”

“I know Saffy, do you want me to keep going”

“Oh yes, please, make me cum.”

Again, as soon as I’d said that I cursed my mouth, but it was too late, daddy was about to make me cum. And did I cum; I’m a normal healthy (well that part of me) girl with needs, and I hadn’t satisfied those need for over a week. It all came out of me, daddy making me cum like the doctor had when I went to get put on the pill, all clinical like, like he was just doing another job like cooking or making the bed.

As daddy was rubbing my clit I so wanted to push up to make the rubbing harder but my injuries and casts wouldn’t let me so I had to settle for clenching and releasing my vaginal muscles.

My euphoria was short lived when I came to my senses. My daddy had just made me cum and it was all wrong. I should have stopped him, but I hadn’t, and I had enjoyed it. Was Trisha right, I did enjoy it even if I felt a bit guilty.

Daddy was still washing my pussy and he turned his head and said,

“I know you young women have needs and you shouldn’t be embarrassed to let me satisfy those needs. I’m sure that you’ll heal faster if you’re happy.”

“Thank you daddy, I’m sure that it will help.”

“I don’t seem to be able to get you’re err, pussy dry.” Daddy said, “every time I think that I’ve done it it gets wet again, I don’t know where the water is coming from.”

“Don’t worry about it daddy, I often have that problem. It’s exposed to the air so it will dry on its own.”

What was I saying? That pussy of mine is crazy, did it have a direct link to my mouth? Then daddy moved down to my anus and I gasped again.

“Got to keep you clean there as well Saffy.”

I stayed silent, not letting my mouth make things worse than they already were.

Thankfully daddy finished ‘down there’ then went to change the water. When he got back he explained that he had to get me sat up as much as I could so that he could wash my back. That involved my arms and legs moving a bit and it hurt. Fortunately daddy go most of my back done before I had to stop him and get him to put me back on my back.

I sighed and relaxed, my emotions were all over the place, What the hell had I / we just done? He was my daddy, I was his daughter, it was wrong, but it was nice. Should I listen to Trisha and get daddy to do it every day. I was confused and needed to change the subject so that my brain could work on the problem in the background.

I looked out of the patio doors, and saw the sun rising over the house at the bottom of the garden. I could also see Mike, one of the young men who lived in one of the houses at the bottom of the garden. He was in his bedroom and he appeared to be naked. I hoped that he didn’t look over my way, but my pussy was getting wetter. I even considered asking daddy if he had any binoculars that I could borrow then remembered that I couldn’t hold them. I smiled as I wondered if Mike had any binoculars.

Was Trisha right, did I want people to see me naked. I hadn’t asked daddy to get the blanket for me so maybe I wanted to be seen. Maybe I was an exhibitionist.

My thought were disturbed by daddy bringing breakfast in, As he was feeding me he said,

“When I was washing you I discovered that your pubis has stubble on it. I’ll bring the shaving kit down after breakfast.”

“Oh fuck,” I thought, “I’m going to cum again.”

I did cum again as daddy shaved my pussy. He was shaving the sides of my vulva and he was pulling my inner labia out of the way the same as the woman did when I wend for a Brazilian, when it hit me.

“My, my Saffy, you do have a lot of built-up tension. I can help you with that anytime that you want. Just ask, we can’t have you all tensed up, it’s not good for your recovery.”

I was surprised that he didn’t say anything about how wet I was, but there again my pussy was covered in shaving cream.

My humiliation wasn’t over but at least it was reduced a lot as daddy cleaned my teeth for me. At least I have an electric toothbrush at home.

“Daddy, I need to take my birth control pill.” I said when my teeth were done.

“Are you thinking of inviting your boyfriend over and letting him fuck you Saffy?”

“No daddy, I haven’t got a boyfriend, and you know why I’m on the pill, we talked about it and you went to the doctors with me when he prescribed them.”

“Yes, I’m just joking, I remember that doctor’s visit. It was embarrassing for me listening to the doctor examine you and check that your responses to stimulation were normal.”

“Yes daddy, that was embarrassing.”

“But your periods were far less painful and more regular after that so it was worth while.”

“Yes daddy.”

“Okay Saffy, where do you keep them?”

I told him, and from then on he fed a pill to me each morning with my breakfast at the same time as I took the painkillers that the hospital gave me.

Daddy opened both French doors telling me that the fresh air would do me good then he left me.

I reflected on what had happened in the last hour but my brain still couldn’t make and sense of it. I got distracted when I saw Mike again. He was stood in front of his window still looking as if he was naked. I watched him put some boxers on then he turned and looked out towards me.

My heart skipped a beat and my pussy tingled as I thought that he had seen me. He was certainly looking my way. He stared for a minute or so then waved his hand.

OMG, he had seen me, the naked me. I felt my pussy get wet.

Mike turned and continued getting dressed. I guessed that he was getting ready to go to college.

About an hour later daddy came into my room all excited.

“I’ve got one.”

“One what?”

“An app called something like ‘Hands Free Phone’, and it works, try it.”

Daddy put my phone between my breasts and I said,

“Text daddy.”

“Please speak your message.” My phone answered.

“Hello daddy.”

After a pause my phone said,

“Please say ‘End message’ or ‘continue’.”

“End message”.

“End message, sending.”

A few seconds later we heard daddy’s phone buzz.

“Can I send another text please daddy?”

“Of course Saffy.”

“Text Trish.”

“Text Trish.”

“Text Trisha.”

“Please speak your message.” My phone answered.

“Trisha, are you coming to visit me after college?”

“End message.”

“Message sent.”

There was a short pause then my phone said,

“New message from Trisha, shall I read it to you?”

“Yes please.”

“Try and stop me, I want to tickle your naked bod.”

“End of message.”

I blushed but daddy just ignored it, picked up my phone which has slid down to my pubes and said,

“Now for part 2. I’ll experiment on the TV in my bedroom then set it up on the TV down here. Ring the bell if you want me.”

With that he was gone and I was left alone, but happier.

Daddy was a bit frustrated when he brought me some lunch, and when he was spoon feeding me he looked down at my bald pussy and said,

“Are you really okay like that, anyone could come and see you.”

My mouth let my brain down again, I wanted to say,

“No, can you get me the blanket please.”

But what came out of my mouth was,

“I’m fine thanks daddy, it’s healthier like this.”

I cursed myself and got on with my lunch.

Mid afternoon daddy was back. He turned to the television on in front of me, I’d been watching daytime TV. I was glad that he came in and immediately asked him to switch it off.

“No, no Saffy, watch this.”

He did something at the back of the television then picked up my phone and said,

“Say Cast phone to TV.”

I did and my phone replied.

“Which TV?”

Daddy whispered and I said,

“Dining Room.”

My phone’s display appeared on the television.

“I love you daddy.” I said.

“Just one more minor problem Saffy.”

“What?”

“I’ve got to find a way of keeping your phone on your chest, we don’t want it sliding down and going between your legs, I don’t know if it’s waterproof.”

I kept my mouth shut and daddy disappeared with my phone again. Two minutes later he was back with a loop of string stuck to the back of my phone. He hung it round my neck and said,

“Job done. Now you can get back into the electronic world that you young people live in.”

I smiled and said,

“Thank you daddy.”

He smiled back and left and I said,

“Open Facebook.”

Daddy left me to master my new way of using social media and catching up on everything that I’d missed. Before I knew it Trisha was coming in through the French Door.

“Hey slut, how are you doing?” Trisha said.

“Not too bad bitch.” I replied.

It was then that I saw that she wasn’t alone, she’d brought a girl and a boy from college.

“Aaron get out,” I said, “wait until I can get covered.”

“You stay where you are Aaron.” Trisha said. “Aaron’s got the photos of you so it’s nothing new, and besides, there’s nothing here to cover you, and you like people seeing your traffic cones and bald pussy don’t you Saffy.”

“No I don’t, cover your eyes Aaron.”

“Saffy, stop being so melodramatic, it’s only a human body. I’m sure that Aaron has seen a naked girl before.”

“I hate you Trisha.”

“And I hate you too Saffy, now tell these nice people exactly what happened to you and how you are now, and then thank me for bringing them.”

“Grrrrr. Okay, I’ll murder you later Trisha.”

“That’s my girl.”

I started telling my story to Aaron and Liz who were very sympathetic, and as I talked I kept looking at their eyes. Liz’s mostly were aimed at my face but I did see her looking down my body occasionally. Aaron on the other hand was the complete opposite, his eyes rarely found my face.

I didn’t blame him, if the roles were reversed I’d probably be looking at his cock all the time. As I was thinking that I started to realise that my body was letting me down again. I didn’t want to get aroused but I could feel my pussy tingling and getting very wet. And as for my nipples, well, it was a good job that I wasn’t wearing a top because they would have bored 2 holes in it by then.