Calling Him Daddy

Erik and Xuan had been together as a couple for a few years, and enjoyed each other's company. They lived a rural life in a large white farmhouse, with no immediate neighbors, the nearest being almost half a mile away. It was a peaceful life. They loved to cook together, often making new dishes from their garden out back, read books together and talked about them, sometimes hosting guests, traveling for diversion, or sometimes to visit her daughter.

He had thick brownish-blond hair, was clean-shaven and tan, was of Danish descent, worked out with weights, and his arms and chest were thick and strong. Xuan was Chinese, slight and surprisingly strong and athletic, with alabaster skin and delicate features. Almost half his weight, she made up for it with force of will, and she liked to take charge sometimes, even though fundamentally, she deferred to him as the man of the house.

Xuan's daughter, Ai, was 21, and didn't inherit her mother's porcelain skin, but was a little darker, with slightly rounded features. Slightly chubby, she was an excellent, ambitious student, but shy around boys, and at the nearby university she attended, she focused on her schoolwork. Her friends, Ling and Qian, teased her about her lack of experience with boys, but actually none of them had any experience. Perhaps it was a generational thing, in that social media substituted for life.

Ai and her friends shared an apartment just off campus, but she came home sometimes during summer vacation, and always over Thanksgiving and Christmas break. She always wore baggy clothing, as the kids all did, and she had her own bathroom next to the spare downstairs bedroom. They were always polite and friendly to one another, but the relationship was a little distant. While he wasn't her father, he was her step-dad, and he was helpful with advice. Xuan paid for her daughter's college directly, as she had been a corporate executive for two decades before retiring early.

A couple of nights before all this happened, Xuan and Erik were in bed a little early, and she lay with her head on his shoulder, the sheets and a light blue knit summer bedcover draped over their bodies. Xuan had moved her hand over to his scrotum and cupped it as they talked.

"I'm a little worried about Ai and her friends," she confided.

"Why's that?"

She paused. "They've never even seen a man, they don't date. It's like they're celibate."

"Shouldn't you be happy about that?"

"Maybe so. But they have no experience at all. I mean, not even having seen a man naked, never having had a relationship. All three of them."

"That's how kids are nowadays, I think. Statistically, anyway. They live on social media, at a distance."

She moved her hand under the covers, encircling his penis, which had begun to swell. She had only been with her Chinese husband before Erik, and her husband's penis had been comparatively small, so she relished Erik's endowment. When she first saw it, she worried that he wouldn't be able to enter her at all, and in fact it had been a challenge. They had to use silicone lube, even now. She moved her hand over his swollen magenta glans, and clasped it.

"I wish they could get experience with someone like you."

"Me?"

"You're clean, no risk of STDs, you're bigger than most, you last such a long time, you're experienced. It would be good for them."

"No way. Anything like that would get in the way of our family relationship--I'd never allow that."

She was quiet for a moment.

"How about if you had to help?"

"You mean if somebody forced me at gunpoint? I don't think I could perform."

She laughed. "You tell a different story down here." She moved her hand up and down his shaft. It was about seven inches in length, but wider than her wrist, and she loved the way the width felt inside her, filling her up.

"You're joking," he said.

"Sure," she replied, sliding her head under the covers to put her lips over his penis head. But of course she wasn't kidding--her mind turned to how she might make something happen that would give the girls some real experience. Not just experience, but knowledge, the kind of knowledge that only a guy like hers could give them. But how? It was then that the plan began to slowly take shape.

Their relationship included some room for kinkiness, and to accommodate their shared desire for new experiences, in the last year he had built an enclosed garden in the back, with a six foot high treated wooden privacy fence around it. It was planted with flowers around the edges, including climbing roses, and was seeded with a fine fescue grass in the center. He had installed some silver metal plates with rings on four of the posts, which because they were behind the flowers, were unobtrusive. And she had gotten some thick bungee cords as well as four velcro padded cuffs with rings, for when one of them was bad.

The evening before, she went out while he was tidying up after dinner, carrying the bungee cords and cuffs, attaching and arranging them in the garden enclosure so that they were ready to be attached to wrists and ankles. They had a couple of lounge chairs with long pads, and once in the past, they had used one of those for padding against the ground, over the grass. She took one off a chaise lounge, and put it in the middle of the garden between the four cords.

Then she texted Ai.

"Can you and your friends come over tomorrow morning?"

"Classes are over, and no one's started summer jobs yet, so we could. Why?"

"I have a surprise for you."

Ai sent a face emoji with a raised eyebrow.

"OK. What time?"

"I'll text you when. Maybe be ready in mid-morning."

"K."

The next morning was sunny and calm, a lovely early summer day. They drank coffee together in the kitchen, and made a morning shake for each of them with a mixture of bananas, a mango, oatmilk, and orange juice. After he had showered, dried his hair, and gotten dressed, but before he started his day, Xuan stopped him with a mischievous smile.

"You know you've been bad."

"Bad? How?"

"It's not my job to tell you these things, it's your job to know."

"Really? How am I supposed to know what's in your head? Telepathy?"

"You're supposed to, but you've failed."

"Well I think you've been bad."

"Then we're at an impasse," she said playfully. "Maybe we should flip a coin."

"OK. Heads or tails?"

"Tails, of course."

"Of course."

She took a quarter from the counter and set it on her thumb and clenched fist.

"Ready?"

"I guess."

She flipped the coin, and expertly caught it. Heads.

"All right, big boy," she said with authority. "Strip."

"Here?"

"Right here and now."

He unbuttoned his shirt, pulling it off and half-folding it on the kitchen island. He unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, letting them drop and then pulling them off leg by leg, then laying them on top of the shirt. Hooking his toe inside his sock, he pulled the socks off one by one, and stood there nude.

"Watch also."

He unlatched his watch and put that next to the clothes.

"Put it all away, and come back."

She liked looking at him nude. With years of weightlifting, he was wide in the chest, with thick, pronounced pectoral muscles and shoulders, a tan flat stomach, and light brown fur above his dangling penis.

"Nice," she said.

"Glad you approve," he replied.

Grasping his penis, she led him toward the back door, and out into the warm summer air. Fortunately no one was driving by at the time, but the foliage was thick, and there were no immediate neighbors to see her leading him by the penis to the enclosed garden. When they got there, he was surprised to see the pad and the four bungee cords and cuffs neatly arranged.

"You've been busy."

"I have," she said with a slight smile. "More than you know."

She led him to the red lounge pad, and let go of his penis.

"On your back."

He lay down on the cushion, and she immediately knelt, pulled one of the black nylon cuffs to his ankle, and wrapped the velcro tightly, securing it.

"Put your other ankle farther out," she ordered, and when he did, she swiftly wrapped his ankle and checked it to be sure it was secure. His legs were spread very wide, almost uncomfortably wide, but he was only registering that when she wrapped a third cuff around his right wrist, above and away from his head. She moved quickly because she knew otherwise he might get second thoughts, and he was much stronger than her. But he obediently moved his left wrist up and over, and she secured that as well.

Then she stood, and walked to the gate to survey her work. He was spreadeagled wide, so wide that she could see under his scrotum to his anus. He wasn't erect, and his penis lay off to one side.

"Lovely as a picture," she said, admiring his thick biceps and chest, and his all-over tan.

"Are you happy now?" he asked, feeling a little apprehension suddenly. She had secured him so quickly that he hadn't had time to react or think, and now he was captured, at her mercy.

She turned and disappeared from his view outside the enclosure. He decided to flex his arms, and see if he could free himself if he had to. He pulled the wrist cuff and bungee cord, but it was so taut that he could only move it toward his shoulder, and then it snapped back. He tried to pull his legs closer together, but the force of the cords spread his ankles back out even further. He could feel air unfamiliar on his private parts, now completely exposed. He was helpless. He waited.

He could hear the house door close, and then nothing for five, then ten minutes. The back door closed, and he could hear the rustle of her coming as she approached and came in with a duffle bag. She set it down near his spread ankle, and rustled in it, pulling out a red ball gag with black straps. Moving to his head, she knelt and put the straps around his head, with the perforated red ball near his mouth. Strapping it tight, she pulled it so it popped into his mouth, and he lowered his head back to the cushion.

She stood and surveyed her handiwork with her hands on her hips.

"Excellent," she said.

And with that she turned and left. He heard her footsteps, then nothing. The back door opened and closed, and then he heard the electronic garage door opener, and the sound of the SUV starting, the sound of tires on gravel.

And then she was gone, the sound of the tires disappearing into the distance. He lay, spreadeagled and gagged, waiting, totally nude and exposed.

Perhaps fifteen minutes later, he heard a vehicle approaching, then turning into their driveway, then stopping. He struggled, trying to move an arm to where he could unhook one of the velcro straps. His arms and torso flexed, veins visible on his forearms.

He could hear voices. He was suddenly conscious of how he was so exposed with his ankles spread wide. If they came, they would be looking directly at his exposed scrotum and anus because of the angle. The voices came closer, and sounded feminine. He thought he heard Ai.

And then they were standing in the entrance, all three of them, Ai and her two friends, Ling and Qian. They had been guests in their house, and now, suddenly, they were standing at his feet looking at him outdoors in the garden, totally exposed and completely at their mercy! At the shock of seeing him naked and spread-eagled, Ling had instinctively fled, disappearing outside the enclosure.

"Wow," said Qian, coming a little closer and looking down at him. "I've never seen a man naked in person before."

Ai came into the enclosure and stood next to her, while Ling finally approached too, but stayed back.

"I've never seen him this way either. My mom said for us to come here, that she had a present for us. But I never imagined it was this." She gazed at his light brown pubic hair, his penis and scrotum, then at his chest. He had an all-over tan, lightly golden skin.

Ai texted her mother with a startled emoji and a question mark.

Xuan texted back: "I'll call."

The mobile phone rang, and Ai answered in Chinese.

"Put me on speakerphone, honey," said Xuan in English.

"OK."

"Can you all hear me?"

"Yes."

"All right. So the three of you have all complained that you haven't had any sexual experience, so what we're doing here is giving you the opportunity for experience with guidance, and with someone who is completely safe. This way, you can learn about a man and a man's anatomy together, and you'll have knowledge that many women never have for their entire lives. Of course you could leave, and that's your choice, but if you stay, I promise you, it'll be an experience of a lifetime. So what's your choice?"

The girls looked at each other, then down at Erik, then back at each other.

"I'm staying."

"Me too."

They looked at Ling, who had come inside the enclosure. She paused, looking uneasy. "Me too."

"OK," said Xuan. "Open the duffle bag, and inside you'll find a small plastic bag with a pill. Get that out, along with the bottle of water."

Ai unzipped and ruffled through the bag, pulling out the bag with pills and the bottle, which she handed to Qian.

"One of you pull the ball to the side, one of you put the pill in his mouth, one of you put the bottle to his lips so he can drink and swallow it."

Ai took the pill in her palm, while Qian knelt beside his head and pulled the gag to the side, and Ling readied the water. Ai put the pill in his mouth, and Ling slipped the bottle between his lips so he could drink. When she pulled it out, he coughed, and Qian slipped the ball gag back in between his lips.

They all stood.

"Done?"

"Done. What is the pill?"

"It keeps him hard."

"Oh."

"So how long to take effect?"

"I'm not sure, but I think you'll be able to see. In the meantime, it's time for you girls to undress."

Ling's eyes widened.

"Undress?"

"Yes. Everything off, folded, and placed outside the entrance. Now." Her voice was stern.

"But we've never seen each other... that way. Not totally."

"First time for everything."

Ai looked over at Erik, and reluctantly started to unbutton her blouse. She took off her sandals, and slipped down her pants. She folded her blouse and pants neatly, and wearing only her bra and panties, looked over at Ling and Qian. Qian began to unbutton her blouse. Ling looked uncomfortable, and didn't move, as if she were frozen.

Self-consciously, Ai unhooked her bra and pulled it off, laying it on top of her outer clothing, and then, looking at the others and Erik, pulled down her panties and stepped out of them. She picked them up and put everything, folded, together. Her breasts were a little larger than her mother's, and her nipples were dark, the tips stiffly protruding just a little more than you would expect. She had a black bush of untrimmed hair below, and she saw Erik's eyes looking directly at her, registering everything about her. Ai blushed.

Ai helped Qian unhook her bra, and pull down her panties. Qian was thinner, and completely shaved below, so she looked like a little girl, with small breasts and areolas. They turned to Ling, who stood there, still dressed.

"Come on, Ling," said Ai. "It's ok. We'll help you."

"I can't," she said.

"You can," said Xuan through the phone. "You have to."

"I've never had anyone see me," said Ling with a kind of desperation in her voice.

"Just take off your shirt first," said Xuan firmly. "Unbutton your shirt." Ling slowly unbuttoned her shirt, and took it off, handing it to Ai. "Then your pants." Ling was wearing sweat pants, and she untied the string with trembling hands and let them fall to the ground, stepping out of them. Ai picked them up and folded them, putting them on their collective pile as her mother had instructed.

"I can't go any further," said Ling, who was still wearing her bra and panties.

"Ok," said Xuan. "Ai, you unhook her bra and take that off, Qian, you pull down her panties."

"It'll be ok," said Ai gently to her friend as she came closer. Ai unhooked Ling's bra and freed her from it, while Qian in a quick move pulled her friend's panties down and she stepped out of them, but tried to cover herself with her hands and arms. Ai folded the last of the clothing and put it in the pile. Ling's breasts were not large, and her nipples were a little pink. She had a shaved triangle bush down below, and she was much more attractive nude than when she was wearing her sweat pants, Erik thought.

"All right," said Ai, "we're all undressed now."

"Good. Put all the clothing and sandals or shoes outside the entrance." Qian took one pile, Ai the other, and they did so, hoping that no one was driving by and could see them. They scurried back into the enclosure.

"Now, Ling, you realize that you have to be punished for not listening to me, right?"

"Yes," she said, uncertainly. "How? How will you punish me?"

"Lay down on top of him, with your mouth near his mouth."

"Lay down on..." she paused. "OK." She knelt between Erik's spread thighs, and then clambered over him until she was completely on top of him. She lowered herself so that he was completely bearing her weight.

"Now spread your feet out. Further. Further still."

Ling obeyed.

"In the duffle bag is a black riding crop. Get it out."

Ai got it out. It was a couple feet or more long, thick, with a leather strap at the end.

"You're each going to spank her three times on her buttocks, and each time has to be harder than the last. If it isn't, then you have to be spanked yourself, also. Is that clear?"

"Yes. But which direction do we spank her from?"

"If you're spanking her bottom, it doesn't matter as much, but if you're spanking her private part, then you need to be just where you can reach it, from above."

Ling instinctively started to close her legs.

"Keep your legs wide," ordered Xuan, as if she could see, and Ling moved her feet back out so that her vaginal lips were exposed from behind.

"OK, three hard spanks on her bottom from each of you. Start."

Ai reluctantly took the crop from Qian and stood a little away from Ling's hips. She swung the crop firmly, hitting the buttocks with a smack. Ling winced with each blow, and each was a little louder than the last. Then Qian from the other side took the crop, and spanked her friend. The last one was hard enough to leave a red spot and bring tears to Ling's eyes.

"Now for the private part. To do this, you need to straddle Ling and hit her pussy twice, each time harder than the last, from above. Ai, you start again."

Ai stood at their heads, and stepped over them with her feet wide apart, moving toward their waists. From below, Erik glimpsed between his step-daughter's legs her black thatch of pubic hair, her mottled black vaginal lips, and a glimpse of pink inner flesh. He knew, in that instant, that she was sexually excited, though he couldn't guess how much. Ai placed the crop above her friend's spread legs, and then struck, the first blow striking her inner thigh, but the second a direct swat on her friend's slit, and she could see Ling's body flinch. Then Qian straddled Ling, and Erik could see that she was cleanshaven below, her lips like those of a little girl. Shaving always did that, he thought. He preferred Ai's look, but then he felt a little ashamed at thinking that way of her. Qian struck Ling hard, twice, right square on her clitoris, and tears came to Ling's eyes.

"OK," said Xuan. "Have we learned our lesson?"

"Yes," said Ling softly as she stood and joined her friends. They gazed at Erik, whose erection had grown under Ling's body and now stood thick, rising over his tan abdomen at an angle, the head thick and reddish.

"Wow," said Ai. "So that's what one looks like in person."

"Yeah," said Qian. "It's so big."

"I want each of you to stand between his legs, one at a time. Look at it. His penis doesn't have the tube of skin, it's what in English they call circumcised. See how it has a slightly darker-colored ring around it near the head. Kneel down and kiss his penis head, and then take it inside your lips and relish it with your tongue. Ling, we'll start with you."

Ling knelt, then bent forward, the redness showing on her buttocks, and quickly kissed the tip of his penis, slipped the head into her mouth for a moment, and then stood, moving aside.

"Did she do it?"

"She did it, kind of."

"Now you Qian." Qian knelt, and took more time, licking up his shaft after she kissed the tip and slipped it into her mouth.

"Ai." Ai knelt, and she felt a clarity about the moment, she felt everything so clearly, the sunlight, the warm air, the grass on her knees, his soft skin, and she kissed the head of his penis as if it were her first love, gently, longingly, and then let the tip slip between her lips, feeling the thick head unfamiliar inside her mouth, going deeper, back almost to her throat. She fondled the glans with her tongue, licked down the shaft, and then kissed his scrotum, licking that as well. His penis was so thick, so hard for her, for her. She felt such excitement in her innermost parts, between her legs.

When she finally stood, her friends glanced at each other and Qian smiled knowingly.

"All right, girls, you have a lot to learn, and these are things no one else will share with you. What does he look like? Put the camera so I can see him and text me a photo."

Ai took a photo of Erik and texted it. Erik's erection was very strong, his member standing up and swollen in the foreground of the photo between spread legs. "Nice!" replied Xuan.

"In the bag, you'll find some blue nitrile gloves. Each of you put one glove on your right hand. Then, get out the gel. We're going to learn about the man's prostate now, and what's called a prostate orgasm. Each of you is doing to put some of this gel on your middle finger, and on his anus, and slide that finger inside him. What you're doing is feeling for the prostate gland below his scrotum along that seam you see there, on the deep inside. You want to feel gently for the gland right above your finger inside him, and put pressure on it with the soft part of your finger. Gently, so you don't hurt him, but if you do it right, you might be able to guide him to a special kind of orgasm without ejaculation. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"Yes," said Ai, feeling very awkward about doing this to her stepfather, but also excited in her groin. She could feel herself getting even more wet.

"Ok, Ai, you start."

Ai knelt between Erik's legs, and swabbed gel on his anus and her finger, then pushed her finger, palm upward, into his rectum. It suddenly slid in, surprisingly easily. She felt upward, with the soft part, gently massaging the little walnut-like glands that all at once she could feel inside, and a trickle of clear liquid emerged from the tip of his cock. The urethral opening was like a little dark eye, and his thick cock was even more swollen and reddish from the pressure below. Erik grunted through the gag at the unfamiliar sensation.

Ai almost came at that moment, at her most intimate violation of her stepfather so far, at her finger pushing back and forth inside his rectum, with his erect penis and scrotum only such a short distance away from her mouth and eyes. He was totally at her mercy. His grunt showed that, and she loved it. Reluctantly, she pulled her finger out of her stepfather's anus and stood, pulling off the blue glove. She was shocked at herself. She wanted to continue, to do more to him, to--she didn't want to admit it, even to herself--to violate him. Where did this come from in her?

"All right, Ling is next."

Ling knelt, and placing her finger before his anus, put more gel on it and on the opening, and then slid the finger in and crooked it up. Erik grunted, and his erect penis trickled a stream of clear liquid, which Ling picked up with her left forefinger and licked. "It tastes sweet," she said with surprise.

"Really?" said Ai, kneeling down on the other side of Erik's leg near her friend. Ling moved her finger more, and more fluid came out, which Ai captured on her left forefinger and palm. She tasted it.

"It's called precum," said Xuan. "It's ejaculatory fluid but without a full ejaculation."

Qian knelt on the other side of Erik's other leg and looked expectantly.

"Move your finger and push some more out," said Qian. Ling moved her hand obediently, and still more clear fluid ran out the tip of Erik's penis. Qian leaned forward unexpectedly and put her lips on his glans, sucking fluid up and then licking it from his shaft. Ai looked shocked. She didn't think her friend could be so forward.

"Now it's your turn, Qian. Rememer, this is sometimes called the male g-spot. A special place."

Qian took Ling's place, and paused for a moment before she inserted her finger into Erik's rectum and crooked it upward. This time she moved it back and forth, and increased the pressure. Erik grunted from some deeper place, a gutteral sound, and then even more precum emerged, running down the tip of his swollen penis. His whole body shuddered, and he tensed for what seemed like an eternity, and then relaxed.

"What's nice is that although he can have an orgasm this way, he'll stay hard," said Xuan.

They were all silent, and around them they could hear birds calling.

"Now you're going to learn some ways to punish a man. You might want to bring down that erection's strength a little, so you're going to learn what you can do to give pain but not hurt a man permanently. In the duffle bag, you'll find some wooden clothespins. Take those out."

Erik moved uncomfortably on the cushion, tensing his arms, but he knew he couldn't break free.

"There are three especially sensitive areas for a man. One is the nipples, but the most is the tip of the penis. So you girls each need to fasten one clothespin on the purplish tip, called the glans, ok?"

Ai rustled through the duffle bag and took out the clothespins. She handed one each to the others. She took Erik's erection in one hand, and widened the clothespin with the other, lowering it onto the thick magenta part of his penis, and slowly letting the springs close it. She could feel Erik tensing under her, she could feel that it hurt. He grimaced, and the clothespin stood up on its own above his erect penis.

"Your turn," Ai said to Ling. Ling grasped his erection with her left hand and with her right, attached the clothespin next to the other one on the very tip of his penis, and as she let the wood clinch tight, she saw Erik wince. Then Qian attached her clothespin, and this time Erik grunted with pain, his hips shifting and bucking a little under her.

"You can also put one each on his nipples, and one on his scrotum," said Xuan.

They did just that, each taking a new clothespin and attaching it, one in each place, while he writhed a little under them.

Ai enjoyed seeing him react that way--she wanted more of it, and she was also a little disgusted at herself for wanting that. She probably deserved to be punished herself for wanting to do these things to him, she thought.

"All right, take off the clothespins, girls. You don't want to leave them on too long, but it's good for taking a little pressure out of him, if you see what I mean. It numbs the tip a little."

Erik's erection was still thick, but not as swollen as before. Ling and Qian took the clothespins off, and you could see little marks wherever they had been.

"We're going to practice some other ways to punish him. Just a few. The next is that I want each of you in turn to take his balls in your hand or hands, and squeeze them until he makes enough noise to satisfy you. The balls are very sensitive, and you need to practice this. Start by wrapping your hand around them and then press. Ling, you can start."

"How much pressure should I use?" Ling said, softly.

"As much as you need."

Ling gently cupped his scrotum in her hand, and then tightened her grip, pulling her fingers in until suddenly, Erik made a whooshing noise even through his gag. She stopped and let go. Qian then leaned forward and grasped his scrotum. She tightened her fingers slowly, and Erik didn't react until at the very last, he grunted, and she let go, stroking his silky skin there where her hand had been. Finally, Ai grasped his scrotum and slowly, ever so slowly tightened her grip, until Erik's stomach muscles began to contract involuntarily, his thigh muscles fluttered, and he began to writhe under the pressure, grimacing. She kept up the pressure until he arched his back against the restraints, and suddenly, albeit reluctantly, she relaxed her hand. He sank down, still quivering a little.

"Now we're going to practice using the crop on him. Qian, you start. Go get the crop."

Ai stood over Erik with her feet spread apart a little, in her authority. Her nipples were distended, very hard and protruding more than they ever had. Qian came with the black riding crop and stood next to Ai, a little unsure. She noticed how hard Ai's nipples were, and smiled a little.

"How hard and where?" Qian asked.

"You have to keep in mind that even though the man is in charge, sometimes even a good man doesn't take the hint and has to be punished so he knows he did wrong. He knew you were all in need, but he didn't volunteer. So he has to be punished, and we all know that."

Ai looked down at Erik, spread-eagled, his erection rising up nearly to his navel. She felt the excitement in her groin.

"Ling, you need to check on Ai. Put your index and middle finger inside her, and see how wet she is," said Xuan. Ling came over and stood next to Ai. She leaned forward and put her hand near Ai's opening, and then slid her two fingers inside.

"She's very wet."

"What does it taste like, Ling?" Ling pulled her fingers out, and tasted the wetness.

"It tastes very clean," she said.

"That's because she's very pure, and he's not. So you have to punish him. Each of you swat him once on the tip of his penis." Qian, on the other side, extended the crop and then swatted the end of his erection, which bounced a little.

"One. Very weak. Ling?" Ling took the crop, and swatted his penis, this one much harder. Erik's penis was hit much more firmly and directly, and he grimaced through the ball gag.

"Two. Still weak. Now Ai." Ai took the crop, and positioned herself a little ways away. She raised the crop, and then firmly and decisively brought it down hard on his penis. She hit so hard that it made a clear impact, and Erik flinched inadvertently.

"Three. That one was better. Now in the same order, but hit his scrotum. Hard." Erik moved his head from side to side, and he would have said something but for the gag. Qian positioned herself back from his hips so she could get the right angle, and then, suddenly, whap! Qian hit his round scrotum squarely. Erik's whole body tensed up, but the restraints held him exposed to them. Ling then positioned herself on the other wide, and with a single quick move, again brought the crop down right on his scrotum. He writhed a little. Then she handed the crop to Ai, who stood back, calculating. Ai raised the crop, and Erik's whole body tightened in anticipation of the impact. Ai brought the crop down directly on his scrotum, making a loud retort. She raised the crop again, and this time brought it down with even more force, and he writhed in agony under her. She wanted to do it more, but held herself back.

"Great," said Xuan. "Nice job. He needs to know he was wrong. I'm tempted to authorize more." Erik shook his head. "Maybe just one. Who wants to do it?"

"I will," said Ai. The others stood back a little, while Ai readied herself. She felt such excitement between her legs, and her brown nipples stood at attention. They all waited in anticipation and nervousness as she raised the crop one more time.

"You know you need to be punished," Ai said, and brought the flat end of the crop down forcefully directly onto his scrotum.

Whap! The sound echoed in the enclosure, and Erik's whole body tensed up from the pain of the impact, his back arching, his erection standing up high and then flopping back against his flat belly.

"Very good, honey," said Xuan. They were all quiet, so the only sounds were the birds, and Erik's suddenly labored breathing through the gag. "That will bring him down a little and help keep him from ejaculating."

They looked at his penis, which was a little more flaccid, though not by much.

"All right, girls, the next step is penetration. Put the crop back in the bag for now, and each stand near him. Who wants to start?"

"I will," said Ling unexpectedly. Ai looked sharply at her despite herself. She wanted to be the first. But Ling had volunteered.

"OK, Ling," said Xuan. "Get the gel, and put it on his head and shaft. Don't be stingy with it. And then put it on and in you. On second thought, maybe you should do this for each other. Qian, you put it on and in her. Ling, stand with your feet apart." Ling knelt and covered Erik's penis with the lubricant, and then stood nearby, with her feet farther apart than her shoulders. Qian squeezed out some clear lube, reached down, and rubbed it on her friend's opening. Then, with two fingers, Qian moved some lubricant inside Ling, feeling her slick inner wetness. Her friend felt so tight, she wondered how that thick erection could go inside her.

"Now you have to stand over him, and then lower yourself so that you're squatting just above him. Then position his shaft under you and move the tip just inside. Tell me when you've done that."

"I did."

"Lower yourself onto him slowly and let him fill you as you squat down." Ling slowly lowered herself down, letting him slide up into her, widening her as she descended, until finally she was sitting on him, with his length completely inside her, filling her up completely. She'd never felt anything like it.

"Oh my god," Ling said. "It's so full, I'm breathless." Ai felt jealousy, and she also felt a little ashamed that she felt it.

"Now move your hips so you're moving with him in you."

"Ah!" Ling blurted out. "Oh!" Her trimmed pubis made her look like a child, though not as much as Qian, but her reactions were those of the adult she was. She began to ride him, first with her hips, and then by raising and lowering herself with her thighs as well. Ling's eyes were closed, then open, and finally her eyes rolled up as she began to shudder. "Oh!" she said, her slender thighs, then her whole petite body convulsing, her head thrown back as she shook. After, she was dazed, and hardly able to flex her legs enough to rise and stand next to the prostrate Erik.

"We'll alternate," said Xuan firmly. "For the next one, you need to kneel with your knees on either side of Erik's head. Ai, you start."

Ai stepped over Erik's restrained arm, noticing his bicep and the veins in his forearm, stood by his head, and then knelt, with one knee just past each side of his head, her feet spread out so as not to be on his shoulders.

"Unbuckle his ball gag, and take it off." Ai fumbled a bit with the straps, and then after retrieving the gag, handed it to Ling.

"Now lower yourself until his tongue can reach inside you."

Ai lowered her torso, shifting her knees out wider, until her lips touched Erik's mouth. He could smell her musky scent, and her black pubic hair tickled his face. Her thighs pressed against the sides of his head, and he couldn't quite reach her clitoris with his tongue. Her anus was near his chin. He shifted himself slightly down under her, even though it tightened his restraints even more, and then he was able to slip his tongue inside her slit, and flicker over the little bud.

Ai grunted as she shifted above him, positioning herself. She couldn't believe her step-dad was under her, with his tongue inside her most intimate part.

"Most women don't have big orgasms from penetration," said Xuan. "Much more often, orgasms come from oral stimulation." Ai slightly moved again, and he could feel her wetness on his face. Her bush felt sodden and matted, but he located her clit with his tongue, and flicked around it, then on it.

Ling leaned forward for a closer look, but she couldn't quite see.

Ai let his tongue work its magic between her legs, shifting her weight slightly, as she eventually began to shudder just a bit. It began in small waves that grew and grew until she shook, and her eyes shut as she began to shriek. Ling instinctively lunged and put her hands over Ai's mouth, so that after the first howl, Ai's shrieking was muffled. She let herself fall forward, off to one side, in a fetal position, then sprawling.

"Oh my god," Ai said, her eyes closed. Ling could see where Ai's pubic hair was wet and matted, her mottled lips visible between her legs.

"Qian, your choice," said Xuan.

Qian was quiet for a moment. "I want both," she said with conviction, looking down at Erik's erection. She put one foot either side of his hips, as Ling reached into the duffle bag and pulled out the lube. She squeezed a copious amount onto her palm, and spread it over and into Qian's vagina, then took more and put it over the swollen pink head of Erik's penis, softly down the shaft.

Qian knelt, and then lowered herself until her opening was just touching Erik's tip, which Ling held in position with both hands.

"Maybe I'm too tight for him," Qian said. "It might not go in."

"Widen your knees," said Ling. "Widen yourself to let him in. Open up."

Ai had gotten up, and now stood between Erik's feet, watching.

His glans glistened with lube, but at first wouldn't go into Qian's shaved opening at all. And then, slowly, her lips parted and first the head, then further down, until suddenly, she felt a sudden twinge of pain, and he was fully inside her, filling her in a way she'd never felt before, like she was being pushed from the inside out.

"Oh," said Qian. "Oh." She rested with him fully inside, not moving, looking a little childlike.

"Now lean forward and move your hips a little," said Ling. "Let him slide inside you."

Qian started to move her hips, leaning forward, and from behind Ai could see how her opening encircled Erik's shaft, like a shaved fleshy halo around it. Qian moved forward and back, then started to flex her thighs and rise and descend on Erik's wide penis, all the time Ai watching intently. Qian continued the movement for some time, making little noises, and then, finally, let him slide out of her and stood.

Qian knelt at Erik's head, and then lowered herself to his mouth and tongue, while behind her, Ai straddled Erik. Because Qian was there, Erik couldn't see who his penis was entering, and his attention was taken by Qian's pussy covering his mouth and almost closing his nostrils. He licked her, while he could feel someone sliding herself onto him, letting him enter her completely. Erik consciously relaxed his muscles in the area below his scrotum so he wouldn't ejaculate.

"Ah, god!" said Qian. Ai raised and lowered her hips rhythmically atop Erik.

"Remember, the average man can only last one to two minutes at most," said Xuan. "This is very special, Erik's ability. You should appreciate it. I'm going to do some shopping now, and I'll be back in about an hour. You girls finish up, and unhook Erik, ok?"

"OK," said Ling. She knelt beside Ai, and put her fingers near Ai's clitoris, brushing them back and forth as Ai rose and fell. Qian began to shudder and cry out, convulsing as Erik flicked his tongue on her clitoris, around it. "Oh god!" Qian's whole body convulsed. "I'm coming!" Ai shuddered, then shaking, with Ling's hand over her mouth. And then it was over.

It took a little while for them to recover. Eventually, the three of them knelt around Erik and pulled apart the velcro on the nylon cuffs so that first his legs, then his wrists were free. Erik leaned to one side and got to his feet.

"Did you girls enjoy yourselves?"

"A little," said Ai, smiling shyly. Her nipples were still protruding, he noticed.

"Should we get dressed?" asked Ling.

"Where are your clothes?" Qian asked Erik.

"In the house. I don't have any here."

"No clothes? You walked out here nude?"

"Then we won't get dressed either," said Ai. "Let's all go into the house and leave our clothes out here."

"We could put them in the entryway."

"Ok," said Ling. "You carry them, I'll carry the shoes."

And the four of them walked across the yard under the open sky, totally naked. Ai glanced over to watch Erik's half-mast thick penis move up and down as he strode. She liked seeing it.

They gathered in the kitchen, and Erik asked if they wanted anything to drink.

"I'm a little thirsty myself," he said. "How about lemonade?"

"That would be wonderful," said Qian.

"It's funny being in here with all of us totally nude," said Ai.

"It feels natural now," said Ling. "Maybe we should make a rule or two. For the future."

"What kind of rule?"

"That we have to leave our clothes in the entryway when we come here."

"Or get punished. Naked or punished."

Ai looked concerned, thinking of whether the rule would apply without her friends. She decided she thought it would.

"Naked or punished!" Qian repeated. "Erik too?"

"Of course Erik too," said Ai mischievously. "Naked or punished."

"Ok, rule one: naked or punished whenever any of us are here. Erik too."

"And rule two: no saying no. You can't refuse what someone from our group tells us to do."

"No saying no, or punished," said Ai, looking at Erik's half-erection, his round scrotum.

"Are we agreed on the two rules?" Ling asked. She looked at Erik.

"I agree," he said. "Naked or punished, and no saying no or punished." His penis was rising, swelling again, and they all looked at it.

"It's so wide," said Qian.

"We should each kiss it as a greeting," said Ling. "Just the tip."

"I like that idea," Qian said. She leaned forward and down and gently kissed the pink head.

"Me too," said Ai, kneeling and leaning forward to kiss it.

"Me too," said Ling, leaning forward past Ai and brushing the glans with her lips.

"So when do we meet here again?" asked Qian. "What day, I mean."

"And what do we call you?" Ling asked Erik.

"Erik is ok," he said. "Or daddy, if you want."

"I like calling you daddy," Qian said, looking him up and down.

"We're off from the university right now, so we can come any time. How about tomorrow?" said Ai.

"I'm free tomorrow," said Erik, drinking the last of the lemonade and putting the glass on the counter.

"Maybe free, maybe tied up," said Ai. Already she was thinking she might come early and surprise him, so that he wouldn't be naked, and she would have cause to punish him. She could hardly wait.

And that's how they began what they would later call their summer with daddy.