Chapter 2: Breakfast of Sluts

Kyra fidgeted as her mind struggled to process what had happened to her. She had been walking back home from the mall when a black van stopped beside her and yanked her inside! Vaguely, she could recall people shouted as she screamed for help, but in the next second, there was a strong chemical smell, then nothing.

The next thing she knew, she was waking up naked in this strange room where her daddy proceeded to rape all three of her holes.

What was worse, she lost count of how many times she came from being fucked by her daddy’s large cock! While Kyra knew about sex, she didn’t really think about it too often. Yet somehow, when daddy’s fingers and cock plunged into her pussy, it wouldn’t stop gushing! Wave after wave after wave of pleasure seemed to crash through her body. Even when daddy pounded her shithole, the initial burn seemed to ignite something that made her cum hard!

Could it be true? Was she really a cockslut? After all, what daddy said made sense. Normal girls wouldn’t cum from being fingered or raped in a strange place...

She sniffled, trying to muffle her sobs as she curled tighter under her blanket.

Daddy said that cocksluts didn’t get to sleep on beds, that cocksluts could only use beds if they were being fucked on it. He chained her collar to the wall and then made her sleep on a large doggie bed. It was so humiliating!

But it wasn’t like Kyra had a choice. She didn’t have her phone or money or even clothes! She didn’t know where she was, if she was in the same state, or even the same country!

The room she was in was easily twice the size of her daddy’s master bedroom back home. The king-sized bed in the middle on one side, with a single armchair to one side and a side table on the other. There were several sextoys on the side table and daddy said she would become familiar with them sooner or later since she was a cockslut. Then on the other end of the room, the door to an ensuite bathroom, Kyra’s doggie bed, and some strange equipment she never seen before, including case filled with even more sex toys. Daddy’s clothes were hung up in the wardrobe, but there were no clothes for Kyra at all.

Daddy was fast asleep on the bed, naked. From her doggie bed, Kyra could see the cock that had forced orgasm after orgasm after orgasm out of her teen cunt and asshole. Even thinking about it made her pussy get moist. She grabbed the bottle next to the bed and took a deep drink from it. At least daddy let her have a bottle. The mere thought of the same cock that forced her to cum also made her extremely thirsty. Her mouth watered at the idea of having a dick in it.

Kyra couldn’t help but shiver again. She wanted to sleep, being so exhausted, but every time she closed her eyes, she saw her daddy’s cock jutting out proudly from between his legs, how he masterfully forced her head down onto it, how it had plunged between her legs and made her cum over and over and over again.

Her dreams were plagued by his words.

Some time in the night, she must have fallen asleep for real because Kyra was rudely awakened by a yank on her collar.

“Morning my sweet little cockslut,” daddy said softly as he unhooked her from the wall.

Kyra had barely a chance to pull her wits around her when the blanket was yanked roughly away and then her father grabbed her wrist.

“Tsk tsk tsk, look at this, fingering yourself in your sleep? I’m going to have to cuff you better!”

Kyra was horrified to realize that not only were her fingers subconsciously toying with her clit and pussy, the doggie bed under her was soaked through with her juices! Her cunt had been gushing all night, spurred on by the many lewd and obscene things she dreamed about.

“Tell me the truth, Kyra,” daddy said sternly, grabbing her face with his soiled hands, “Were you thinking about daddy’s cock?” he demanded.

Kyra whimpered in humiliation. There was only one answer she could give.

“Yes, daddy,” she whispered, bowing her head.

“Poor little girl, you must have felt so empty,” daddy said, shaking his head in disappointment, “That’s alright. Daddy’s going to fill your holes soon and daddy’s going to teach you how to control your slutty urges. Okay?”

Kyra nodded mutely.

She didn’t want to be like this, insatiable, horny all the time! She wanted to be normal!

Her father smiled down at her and rose to his feet. His cock, thick and girthy, massive compared to Kyra’s small frame, saluted her with all its hardness, eager for a hole to fill.

Kyra’s pussy and asshole twitched in unison, clenching at the memory of how it had drilled them well.

“Why don’t you greet daddy properly?” her father crooned.

Kyra hesitated, but a yank on her collar made her reconsider. She opened her mouth and slid her pink lips over her daddy’s cock slowly, using the flat of her tongue to massage the head and the slit.

“Good girl,” her father praised her, “Cocksluts should always greet a hard cock with a kiss and a blowjob.” He stroked her hair lovingly as he spoke, “This is to thank the cocks in advance for fulfilling your needs, understood?”

Kyra nodded quickly and continued to suck slowly, making sure to dig her tongue into every fold of her father’s foreskin. Her father groaned in appreciation and pulled out for a moment to slap his cock across her face.

“You’re such a natural,” he growled, “You inherited your mother’s cocksucking whore lips!” her father continued, plunging his cock deep into Kyra’s mouth and making her gag!

Kyra blinked away her tears as her father continued to fuck her mouth roughly. By all means, her cunt should have been dry, and she should have felt disgusted. Instead, her pussy was dripping with her aroused juices and a part of her felt delightfully submissive.

“Here. Cums. BREAKFAST!” her father growled. He grabbed the back of Kyra’s head and forced her down as far as she could go! Kyra couldn’t scream even if she wanted to! Her mouth was full of cock! She felt the head of her father’s massive meatrod push its way into her throat and unload his cumload there, twitching violently as it blasted pearly white sperm down her esophagus and right into her stomach!

It felt like years before her father pulled back and allowed Kyra to take a big, gasping breath of air.

Everything smelled like her father’s strong, male, musk. It was in her nose, her throat ... Kyra didn’t doubt that before the day was out, it would cover her from head to toe!

She whimpered a little when Daddy tugged on her collar and made her stand up.

He led her over to the bed and made her bend over it.

“We should get going before breakfast is cleared away,” Daddy said as he paced around, looking for something.

Breakfast? Hadn’t Daddy just blasted breakfast down Kyra’s throat?

“This is a group activity,” Daddy added. “Aha!”

Kyra didn’t have time to look before two very large things were pressing against both pussy and asshole.

“Daddy please no! I’m so sore!” Kyra protested, but Daddy slapped her hands away and then spanked her roughly.

“Daddy knows what’s best for little cocksluts like you,” her father said severely. “And what’s best for you is to be constantly filled until you learn to control your cock addiction!”

He began to force the silicone cocks into Kyra’s teen pussy and ass without caring if he hurt her or not! Kyra’s eyes watered as her sore asshole was chafed to breaking! When Daddy said she was to be constantly filled, did that mean the whole day?

The large dildos were connected to a thick latex strap that went between Kyra’s legs and then was connected to a large belt. From afar, it might look like a new-fangled fashion underwear style. Up close, no one would be able to deny the fact that the wearer was well and truly impaled!

Kyra moaned and whimpered as every single inch of those torturous dicks slid into her holes! At long last, she felt the cool latex of the strap go between her legs and then buckled into place tightly around her waist.

Full. There was only one way to describe it and that was ‘Full’.

Her teenage cunt was stretched out. It was forced wide open. As was her asshole. Every single nerve in her pussy and ass walls were lighting up from the pressure of two cocks in close proximity, and the fact that they were BOTH giving her pleasure!

Every little shift of her hips made the dildos grind up against each other, making her sensitive inner walls zing with pleasure! Kyra didn’t think she could even stand properly, let alone walk anywhere!

“Come along now, little slut of mine,” daddy cooed at her, yanking at her collar.

“Daddy, I’m not dressed!” Kyra protested in between gasping with pleasure. She could feel her juices oozing out around the strap already.

“Cocksluts like you have to earn the right to be clothed,” daddy tutted, reaching out to twist Kyra’s nipples roughly.

“AIIIEEE!” Kyra squealed as her pink nipples were abused by her own father. He tugged on them roughly, swatting away her hands when she tried to push him away. When he grew frustrated with her struggling, he dragged her over to the side drawer and pulled out a pair of pink cuffs.

“Daddy please, no!” Kyra begged, to no avail.

Her father wrenched her arms behind her back painfully and then cuffed them together.

Any protests Kyra had were swiftly silenced when her father pulled on the strap that held her dildos in place, making her holes clench reflexively around their intruders.

The fact that she had to obey her father was slowly starting to sink in. He had her fate in his hands. He chose to force cocks into her holes, and chose to cuff her. Now he was choosing to parade her around outside like this, naked save for the latex strap between her legs that kept her cunt and ass filled.

Daddy twisted her nipples a few more times before pulling on Kyra’s collar.

This time, she went obediently with him, head bowed in submission as she slowly shuffled across the room.

Each step gave her a zing of delicious friction in both her cunt and shitter. Kyra, unused to such sudden pleasure in her teen body, was trembling before she even made it to the door.

Her father nodded in approval.

“That’s it, my sweet little slut. You’re finding it difficult to walk now because your holes are unused to such pleasure. But not to worry, daddy plans to train those holes to take cock until they’re used to it!”

Daddy pulled on the leash and led Kyra out of the door.

Outside their room was a beautiful hallway decorated with many paintings. Each painting was of a teenage girl performing sexual acts. On the walls were hooks, chains, and a selection of riding crops.

Also outside, was a brunette who was wearing nothing but a spider gag and a collar. She was cuffed to one of the wall hooks and she was moaning as a man fingered her cunt roughly.

“Good morning!” Daddy greeted the man.

“Oh hello!” the man said, pausing in his rough fingering to greet daddy.

“I’m Darron Hatfield and this is my slutty daughter Kyra Hatfield,” daddy said, pulling Kyra forward.

Kyra flushed when the man leered at her tits.

“Pleasure to meet you, Mr Hatfield. I’m Johnnie Gilmore and this is my whorish daughter Samira Gilmore,” he replied with a lecherous grin. He removed his fingers from Samira’s bald cunt and then plunged them into her asshole instead.

“Are you coming along to breakfast?” daddy asked.

Mr Gilmore nodded with a smile.