Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 58317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 292(@200wpm)___ 233(@250wpm)___ 194(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 292(@200wpm)___ 233(@250wpm)___ 194(@300wpm)
I nodded, unable to find my voice as I took in the scene. Emily looked different like this—vulnerable in a way I’d never seen her. The sharp-tongued Trusty who had queened me and commanded my obedience was gone, replaced by a submissive girl waiting for her daddies’ instructions.
“Emily’s rehabilitation is nearly complete,” Daddy Howard explained, his voice carrying an edge of pride. “Today is her final training milestone. She’s going to take both of us at the same time—her first double penetration. And your daddies thought it would be educational for our newest bad girl to witness it, and help a little too.”
My throat went dry. I was going to watch Emily get fucked by both her daddies simultaneously. The image my mind conjured made my pussy clench despite my confusion about how I felt about it.
“First,” Daddy Ben continued, “we need Emily properly prepared. Little Seventy-One, you’re going to use your mouth to get both her pussy and her ass ready for us.”
My whole body seemed to go white hot. They wanted me to—
“Now, bad girl,” Daddy Ed said firmly, his hand on the small of my back guiding me forward. “On your knees next to Emily.”
I sank to my knees on the padded floor, my heart hammering. Emily finally looked up, her eyes meeting mine, and I saw something complicated in her expression—anticipation mixed with what might have been nervousness.
“Get her pussy ready first,” Daddy Bill instructed. “Make it nice and wet for her daddies. Emily, honey, on your back now. Spread yourself open for your sister.”
My heart raced as I watched Emily obey. To my surprise, and, distressingly, to my own pussy’s helpless excitement, I could see that my fellow bad girl was trembling as she raised her knees and took them into her hands to show me the most exposed, intimate view possible of her adorable pussy and her wrinkly anus.
I leaned forward, my hands trembling as I placed them on Emily’s thighs. She spread her legs wider, giving me access, and I pressed my face between them. The taste of her flooded my senses—already aroused, already slick with anticipation. I worked my tongue along her slit, finding her clit and circling it the way she’d taught me to do that first morning in the showers.
“Good girl,” Daddy Ben murmured. “Now her bottom. Get it nice and ready.”
I couldn’t keep a little whimper down in my throat as with my cheeks blazing, I moved lower. My tongue traced the crease between her cheeks, finding her anus and circling it, preparing the tight opening for what was coming. I heard her breath hitch as I worked, felt her body respond despite the audience watching us.
“Excellent,” Daddy Howard said. “Now come here and get us ready.”
I pulled back, my face flushed and wet, and turned to face Emily’s daddies. They were already unfastening their pants, pulling out their cocks. Both were fully hard, thick and ready, and my stomach clenched at the thought of Emily taking both of them.
“Start with Daddy Ben,” Daddy Ed instructed.
I crawled forward and took Daddy Ben’s cock in my mouth, working my tongue along the shaft the way my own daddies had taught me. I sucked and licked until he was slick with my saliva, then moved to Daddy Howard and did the same. The degradation of preparing another girl’s daddies made my face burn, but my pussy was undeniably wet.
“Perfect,” Daddy Ben said, running his hand through my hair. “Now go sit between your daddies and watch how a fully rehabilitated bad girl serves.”
I moved to where Daddy Bill and Daddy Ed had taken seats on a leather couch against the wall. They pulled me down between them, Daddy Bill’s arm wrapping around my shoulders while Daddy Ed’s hand came to rest on my thigh.
I watched as Daddy Ben lay back on the padded bench, his cock standing straight up. Emily straddled him, positioning herself over his shaft, and slowly lowered herself onto him. I saw her face contort as he filled her pussy, heard the small gasp that escaped her lips.
“Now the other hole,” Daddy Howard said, moving behind her with a bottle of lubricant.
I couldn’t look away as he applied the slick substance to his cock and to Emily’s ass. She leaned forward over Daddy Ben, presenting her bottom, and Daddy Howard pressed the head of his cock against her anus. Emily’s face was visible to me from the side, and I saw her expression shift as he began to push inside—pain and pleasure mixing until even she clearly couldn’t tell which was which.
“Fuck,” Emily gasped as Daddy Howard breached her. “Oh, god, Daddy…”
Daddy Ed’s hand moved higher on my thigh, his fingers brushing against the gusset of my panties through my uniform. I felt Daddy Bill’s other hand cup my breast, and suddenly I was being fondled while I watched Emily take both her daddies’ cocks.