Chapter 2

"Honey I'm out of Worcestershire sauce, can you run out and get some," the voice of his wife shattered his nirvana as she stuck her head into the open door. His desk faced the door and the back panel prevented her from seeing under the desk, but he jumped just the same. He felt guilty and it showed on his reddened face.

"Uh, cough, um, sure, Honey," he muttered trying to clear his throat. Had she actually entered the room and checked what he was doing he would be dead. The image of their naked, twelve-year-old daughter shoving a huge black dildo into her pussy while he was naked from the waist down and holding a come-soaked towel over his rapidly deflating cock would be very hard to explain.

"I need it soon if dinner will be ready on time," she added before leaving.

Carl laid his head against the back of the chair and stared at the ceiling above the desk. That was too close! He would need to be more careful or risk getting caught. Remembering the discarded cell phone he began searching for it under his desk with his foot.

"MATT!!!" he heard her shouting over the phone. Or was she screaming so loud that he actually heard her from her room? He realized that he had left her hanging when Theresa walked in and she was waiting for him to give his permission to remove the bloated weapon. He reached for the phone.

"Sorry, Madison, my mom walked in and I had to drop the phone," he informed her wiping his sweaty forehead with the cum towel. Just then he heard his wife's voice echoing down the hallway and in the back ground of the phone as she entered Madison's room.

"MADISON! OH MY GOD! WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING!?!?"

"Mom, get outta my room!" he heard her reply before panic rushed over him.

"WHY ARE YOU NAKED AND WHAT IS THAT THING? OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD!" Carl heard her repeat a few times. He knew he had to do something or all of his plans would be ruined. Pulling up his shorts he rushed down the hall to his daughter's room.

"What's going on?" he demanded charging in. Theresa was holding on to the wall, her face covered by her free hand while she sobbed heavily. Madison was cowering under her blanket, everything hidden except the very top of her head. The discarded dildo was displayed prominently in the center of the room glistening from her juices. This is bad, really bad.

"Honey," he said in a soothing voice. "Why don't you go lay down, I'll handle this."

"Why, Carl, why was she doing that?" she asked turning to bury her face into his chest. "That's so perverted!"

"What was she doing exactly?" he whispered glancing toward his hidden daughter.

"She was naked and had that ... that ... that thing inside of, it was, uh, what do you THINK she was doing?"

"Did you see her doing anything?"

"Did I see her? Are you kidding me? How could I NOT see her? Oh my god, Carl I can't even imagine why she was doing that! She's only twelve, Carl, why would she want to do something like that?"

"I dunno, Honey, girls her age are curious, I guess," he replied hoping to downplay the importance. "I'm sure she wasn't actually doing anything with it, I mean it couldn't possibly fit inside of her just look at the size of that thing!"

"I never want to see that thing ever again! Get rid of it NOW," she shouted before resuming her crying. "Oh my god, Carl I can't believe it! I can't believe what she was doing with it! She wasn't just holding it to her privates, Carl it was INSIDE of her, I know that for a fact!"

"Honey, go take one of your pills and lay down, I'll talk to her and find out what's going on. You have enough to worry about and besides, I'm the man of the house and I should handle things like this, right?" She stopped sniveling and looked up at him.

"How can you be so calm about this? Our daughter, our twelve-year-old daughter was masturba ... darn it I can't even say it! You should be as furious about this as I am!"

"I am, Honey, but there's no sense in both of us losing our heads. I'll take care of this, you go lay down, okay?" he urged gently pushing her toward the door. Without turning toward her daughter she dashed out, leaving the door wide open. Closing his eyes he sighed deeply before smiling. He'll come up with something and Madison is so afraid of her mother's wrath that she'll go along with it just to keep her mother off of her.

He approached the bed noticing her computer screen and saw the camera was still on. The removed condom was bunched up nearby, still wet with slime and juices. Thankfully her mother didn't see either of those. Bending down he reached for the abandoned dildo and gave a quick glance to Madison before bringing it to his nose to savor her feminine scent. Shutting his eyes he savored the smell and even swiped his tongue over the side to get a taste. Soon he'll be able to sample the real thing. He sat on her bed, hearing her sniveling.

"Madison," he spoke softly, tugging at her blanket. She didn't respond. "Maddie," he said using the name he called her when she was much younger. She still didn't react. "Sweetie, please look at me. I want to talk to you."

"No," she said between sobs.

"Look, I'm not mad at you. I understand what you're doing but your mother doesn't. She shouldn't have barged in her like that and disturbed you. This is your bedroom and you're entitled to privacy." She suddenly got very quiet. "Come on; let's talk about this, okay?"

"You're not mad at me?"

"Mad? Why would I be mad? Millions of boys and girls your age do that, it's no big deal. I was about your age when I started doing it."

"Really?"

"Sure. But I always knew to lock my door so no one would disturb me. Maybe you should do that too," he said smiling. "Now come on, pull the sheet away so we can talk about this face to face."

"NO! I can't. Please don't make me!"

"You're embarrassed, aren't you?" She didn't respond. He knew that she was. Her mother interrupted her little play session and now she's devastated with humiliation. She'll get over it.

"That's fine, we can talk this way. Do you have any questions about it?"

"What's going to happen to me?"

"What do you mean?"

"Am I punished?"

"Punished? For doing something normal and natural? I don't think so. Your mom may want to do something but I'll talk her out of it, don't you worry." He waited for her to say something, anything but she never did. "Any more questions?" She remained silent.

"Mind if I ask you a question?" From under the sheet she slowly shook her head. He dropped the thick dildo onto her lap, watching it sink between her legs. It was very heavy, well over a pound of silicone and so thick he could hardly touch his finger tips together around it. How she managed to squeeze it into her pussy will remain a mystery.

"What do you do with that?" he asked with a smirk. He already knew the answer but wanted to hear it from her. She wouldn't tell him. "Are you having sex? Again she was quiet. "It's okay to tell me you know, I'm your father, you can tell me anything." Nothing. "Okay," he said standing up. I think we're done here. If you ever want to talk about anything or have any questions I want you to feel free to come to me, okay? Not your mother you know how she overreacts to things like this. I'm going to the store for a while, when I get home I want this stuff cleaned up and put away, oaky?"

"Momma told you to throw it away."

"I'm not going to do that. It belongs to you and it wouldn't be right for me to do that. Just keep it out of sight and you should be alright," he said walking away. "Oh and from now on lock your door when you want to play with yourself. We don't want another repeat of this, right?" He could hear a soft sigh coming from under the blanket. He smiled before locking the knob and softly shutting her door.

They were a nervous wreck throughout dinner and never once looked at each other. Theresa managed to finish preparing dinner and Madison cleaned up nicely. Her brown hair was pulled into a pony tail, reminding him of just how young she really was. The room was eerily quiet as the only sounds made were their forks scraping across the china.

Aside from being aloof she looked perfectly normal. Her eyes never left her dinner plate and she didn't dare to look at either of them. She was still embarrassed about her mother catching her with the dildo stuffed inside of her immature pussy. Carl fought to keep from smiling. For some reason he found it amusing. Just about any other father would have gone ballistic and at least grounded her for life, but not him.

His wife was sitting across the table from him stabbing at a wayward bean, her thoughts a million miles away. His daughter was to his right slumped in the chair wishing that she could just disappear. Carl was also uncomfortable but not for the reason. His cock was rock hard and tightly confined in his shorts, making it difficult to sit still. He wanted nothing more than to carry Madison up to her room and fuck the hell out of her. Judging by the size of the dildo she could handle him. Well most of it anyway.

They finished their meals in silence and Carl was quick to volunteer to clean the table, Madison's usual chore. He wanted to save her the discomfort of dealing with her mother and possibly score some brownie points in the process. Theresa said nothing as he began gathering the dishes.

"Go finish your homework," he told her, much to her relief. "I'll help with the dishes." Madison rushed upstairs while her parents cleaned up. For the fifteen minutes it took neither spoke. It wasn't until the dishes were put away that Theresa turned to face her husband.

"What are we going to do, Carl?"

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean 'what do I mean'? I just caught our daughter, our TWELVE –YEAR-OLD daughter with a sex toy! That's what I mean!"

"I don't think we should do anything. I talked to her and it's all straightened out."

"What do you mean 'straightened out'?"

"You'll never catch her doing that again, I promise you that. I really read her the riot act and she understands that she's too young to be doing things like that."

"How many times has she used that thing?"

"I didn't ask, but I'm sure it wasn't many."

"Where did she get it?"

"She said she found it in the trash still in the wrapper."

"How did she know what it was?"

"Internet. Now can we stop with the questions? I told you it's taken care of."

"Did you throw it away?"

"Yes, it's gone. I wrapped it in two plastic bags and dumped it in the outside cans.

"I don't know, Carl, I don't like this one bit and I think we should ground her."

"Honey, that's going overboard. I talked to her and it's taken care of, trust me."

"Is she, uh, having sex?"

"She says no and I believe her. I think this was just some sort of experiment gone terribly wrong and she won't do it again. Anyway she won't have a chance to, it's gone."

"I don't feel right about this, Carl. She's only twelve-years-old and already doing that? It's not right, it's not normal."

"Not normal? Didn't you tell me you were eleven when you first started playing with yourself?"

"That's different. I was only touching myself, not shoving adult-sized penis-shaped objects into my privates. I didn't lose my virginity until my senior year in high school."

"Is it really all that different? You were experimenting with your sexuality and that's exactly what she's doing, just another way. I'm sure if you had found a dildo or a vibrator when you were eleven you would have used it too, right?"

"GOD NO! Are you serious? I never even knew what those were until my freshmen year in college when one of my roommates had one. I thought it was gross then and I still do."

"Times have changed, Honey and kids know, and do a lot more than we did when we were their age. Be thankful that she's not having sex."

"Can we really be sure about that? I mean she didn't seem to have any trouble putting that thing inside of her. That's not normal for a girl her age or her size. Maybe she's having sex and lied about it so that she wouldn't get in more trouble. If she is she could get pregnant and then what would we do?"

"I don't know, but if you're that concerned maybe you should take her to the clinic and get her on birth control pills."

"WHAT!?!? You're kidding, right? Carl she's too young for that!"

"Hey, it was your idea."

"Out of the question! It would only encourage her to have sex."

"I disagree, but I'll leave it up to you, grandma."

"That's not funny."

"Just think about it and we'll talk later about it, just to be on the safe side."

"I think we should take away her computer."

"Huh? What for?"

"Her punishment."

"She needs it for school, besides, like I said, I already talked to her and I'm sure she knows what she did was wrong. She won't do it again. And if she does, THEN we can punish her. For now, let's see what happens."

"You're taking this pretty lightly, aren't you? I mean she's your one and only child and she was doing a very grownup thing. You may want to reconsider your stand on it."

"I trust my daughter and if she tells me she won't do it again, I believe her."

"So what happened? I heard all kinda commotions and shit. Is everything okay?"

"Yea. My mom walked in and caught me with the dildo you sent me."

"OH SHIT!" Carl told her trying to sound shocked. "What happened?"

"My dad came in to talk to me about it."

"I bet he was mad, huh?"

"No not really. He was pretty cool about it. Told me a lotta girls my age do it. He even let me keep the dildo!"

"Wow, sounds like you've got a really cook dad."

"I guess, but he wasn't always like that."

"Well the important thing is he's like that now."

"I guess."

"Carl it's time to stop working and come to bed. I really need you there tonight, please," His wife whimpered from the door. Quickly he moved the cell phone out of her view and held his finger over the receiver and let her know he'd be there shortly.

"My mom just told me I gotta get off the phone," he spoke softly hoping that she was out of ear shot. We'll talk tomorrow, okay, Babe?"

"Yea, okay."

"Tonight I want you to sleep with my cock inside of you."

"WHAT?! What do you mean?"

"Put the dildo inside your pussy and keep it in there until tomorrow when you wake up."

"It won't stay, it keeps getting pushed out."

"Put on three or four pairs of panties and maybe a pair of tight shorts. That will keep it there."

"What if I get caught?"

"You won't and besides, why would your parents look at your pussy? Just do it okay? For me."

"Okay, I will."

"That's a good slut," he said chuckling into the phone. "And don't forget you owe me an extra fuck tomorrow. I want to see three condoms from three different guys, understand?"

"Yea, I know. I'll have them for you."

"I love you, Madison."

"I love you too, Matt," she said kissing the phone.

Madison couldn't get comfortable, tossing and turning most of the night. It wasn't until after three am that she finally fell asleep. Having that huge rubber thing embedded inside of her was more that she could get used to. Several times she thought about removing it but she promised Matt that she'd sleep with it inside of her all night and that's what she would do, no matter how uncomfortable it was or how sore it made her.

It seemed like she had just closed her eyes when her father was there waking her for breakfast. Her legs were stiff and she had a dull ache in the pit of her stomach. The only position she found to minimize the pain was on her back. Much to her horror her father had pulled her blanket down past her knees and exposed the huge knot between her legs. She knew it was there as it was the source of her soreness. She kept her eyes tightly shut not wanting the embarrassment of facing her father.

"It's time to get up," he said leaning over to kiss her forehead. She grumbled something about being down soon and agonizingly turned onto her side away from her father. She was too humiliated to look at him.

Smirking he rose from her bed tempted to roll her over onto her back and replace the dildo with his own cock. She might allow him to do it this once from shock but he wanted her for the long haul and didn't want to blow his chance to have her for a mistress until she moved out or went off to college.

"Don't be too long," he told her from the doorway as he softly closed the door, allowing it to remain open just a crack to watch her.

Gingerly she rolled over and struggled to slide her panties down just a bit. Just enough to free the swollen member from her wounded void. She was numb and couldn't feel anything in that area. Wondering if something was wrong, she felt around, surprised when two fingers from each hand easily penetrated her most private area. It had never done that before.

Carl licked his lips watching as she fought to sit up, keeping her hands on top of her pussy. It was so erotic and so sexy watching her playing with herself. He knew very soon it would be he who was playing with her pussy like that and not her. Smiling he walked away.

Breakfast was just as quiet as dinner was the previous night. Theresa still couldn't bring herself to look at their daughter and Madison felt the same. The two women in his life were mortified at what had happened but neither wanted to acknowledge it. That worked out better for him as they were both preoccupied with their own thoughts to notice him staring at his daughter throughout breakfast.

"OH MY FUCKIN' GOD, MADISON!" Carl shouted into the phone as she held the three used condoms toward the camera. "You actually did it!"

"Of course, I said I would didn't I?"

"Yea, but I didn't think you were woman enough to go through with it!"

"What does that mean?"

"Think about it, Babe, you just fucked three guys, all of them total strangers! That takes a real woman to pull that off!"

"Yea, I guess, but not all of them were strangers. I knew two of them."

"Knew them how?"

"We had sex before."

"WHAT!?!? Are you kidding me? You already fucked two of those guys?"

"Yea. I had just fucked the one guy and was looking for someone else when I heard someone calling my name. I turned around and saw Ernie and Steve running to catch me. They wanted to fuck and I needed two more condoms so I thought it would be okay."

"You thought wrong, Madison, it's NOT okay. I told you they had to be new guys or how else are you going to find someone my size? This is bad, Madison, very bad!"

"I'm sorry, Matt, are you mad?"

"You're damn right I'm mad. What do you expect me to be? I gave you specific instructions on what I wanted you to do and you disobeyed me! That's not what I want to hear!"

"I'm sorry, Matt," she sobbed. "I'm really sorry. Please don't be mad at me, please. I love you and I'll kill myself if you're mad at me!"

That last statement caught him off guard. He wasn't expecting to hear that and hoped that she wasn't serious about that. It was time to let her off the hook, but not too much.

"You can make it up to me and I won't be mad."

"Anything, Matt, just tell me what you want me to do and I'll do it."

"Well, I wanted you to fuck three guys yesterday, different guys, and I want you to do that again tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll do it," she joyously agreed feeling relief.

"Hold on, Madison, not so fast. You still owe me two for cheating today so you gotta make up for that too."

"What do you mean?"

"I guess I gotta spell it out for you, don't I? I want you to fuck five different guys tomorrow and you better make sure that you haven't fucked these guys before or I'll really be pissed, understand? Five new guys tomorrow, remember we're looking for the closest cock to my size and since you've already fucked them, you know they're not a match."

"Okay, I'll do it," she tentatively agreed.

"No cheating!"

"I won't, don't worry."

"That's my slut!" he said with a chuckle. "How many condoms do you have left?"

"I dunno, a few I guess."

"Count them. I want to make sure you have enough. I sent you four dozen so you're almost out, right?" She put the phone down and he could hear her softly counting.

"Six. I have six left."

"You'll need more. I'll send some to you tomorrow. Why don't you just use all six tomorrow."

"SIX!?! Matt I can't do six!"

"Sure you can. Just think it's me when I'm super horny."

"I thought you wanted five."

"I did until I found out you only had six condoms. It doesn't make sense to keep just one condom so go ahead and use them all." The line was silent so long he began to think she hung up. "Hello?" he asked after what seemed like minutes.

"I'm here. It's just I'm not sure how to get six different guys to have sex with me."

"Trust me Madison, the way you've been fucking around lately I'm sure you'll have no trouble finding new boys to fuck you, especially since you've got a reputation now."

"What do you mean?"

"Everyone thinks you a slut, right?

"Yea, I guess so."

"So there you go, every guy wants to fuck a slut so you'll have no problem. Now lock your door and turn on your cam, I want to be watching when I cum inside of you."

"You still want me to use them?"

"Hell yea, they're still our surrogate lovers and I want to cum inside of you three times today. I can't wait until tomorrow when I can cum inside of you six times!"

Carl was cumming like a geyser before she even pushed the first of three condoms into her rosy pink hole. The camera was positioned in such a way that he could see the darkness of her glistening pussy as it tenderly pursed open to receive the first used condoms. Three teenagers fucked her after school and she allowed them too, just to satisfy her on-line lover. One at a time she pushed them inside of her before pounding the hell out of her swollen hole with her make-shift lover. Keeping the massive rod inside of her pussy overnight stretched her wide and also made it inflamed and a darker pink.