Chapter 4
The steel bar stretched almost three feet between Debby's legs, and her ankles were clamped into the iron cuffs on both ends. It held her feet apart, spreading her thighs and cunt. Her pussy-lips were pulled wide, forcing the inside of her cunt gash open. It wasn't enough to be painful, but was far too much for comfort.
Debby sat on her naked ass on her mattress, trying not to stare down at her father, who was standing at the end of the bed. He still wore the black leather outfit, but the codpiece hadn't been put back in place. His thick cock arched out over his hairy balls before drooping at the head. It wasn't raging hard anymore, but neither had it gone completely soft. There was too much fucking and sucking that he had done without during the last two years for the lusty hunk of fuck-meat to be satisfied in just a couple of hours.
Debby rubbed her wrists, trying to get circulation back into her hands. The skin of her arms wasn't too chafed, but she wished that she could take a closer look at her ankles. It had been her ankles that had borne most of her weight when she had been upside-down on the wall.
"I won't try to run away from you," she moaned, still not meeting her father's eyes. "You don't have to keep me locked up like this."
He didn't answer right away, apparently considering it, then he slowly shook his head. She saw the sadistic smile on his face.
"Once more, Debby, I can't believe a word you say. You didn't have any reason to run away when you did before, why should I believe you won't now?"
Edward left the room and didn't return for several minutes. Debby sat on her ass with her legs and the metal bar forming a triangle that kept her braced up.
When he returned, he carried a large brown paper bag. He placed it on the floor, out of her sight at the foot of the bed. She tried to see what was in it, but he had put it down too fast. "I know how little boys are about experiment- ing with sex," he said, fighting to keep the excitement from his voice. "I assume little girls are the same way. I have no reason to doubt it. I would expect in the years we've lived here, you've fucked yourself with about everything you could shove inside your cunt."
The idea shocked Debby. What did her father think she was? She had probed her little pussy with her fingers, and once with a pencil, but other than that she had pushed nothing into her cunt.
"No?" he asked with interest when he saw the shock in her face. "I would've thought you had more imagination, Debby. But that's okay, because you're going to do it now."
With that, he dropped his hand into the sack. When he brought it out, he tossed a long white candle onto the bed between her legs. She stared at the candle, then up at her father. Surely he didn't expect her to use that on herself?
"I want to see that candle fucking up your cunt!" he demanded, his eyes alive with sexual fire. "And just in case you have any doubts about whether you're going to do it, the riding crop is right here."
He stooped and lifted the whip from the floor. He held the base of the shaft and swung it in Debby's direction. He hadn't intended to hit her, just make it whistle as it cut through the air.
Debby's fingers groped on the top of the blanket for the candlestick. Her eyes never left the wicked riding crop. She had already tasted a bit of it, and she was desperately afraid of a repeat. What could a little candle-fucking hurt, compared to the brutal beating she would take if she refused?
Slowly she bent forward, holding the candle with its wick toward her cunt. But as her waist bent and her weight shifted forward, the awkward form of the bar and her legs drove her ass and cunt down into the mattress of the bed. She leaned back. Her cunt rose enough to take the candle, but she couldn't see. Also, her weight was so far back that it made her teeter on the fulcrum of her bare ass.
How could he expect her to candle-fuck herself, when she couldn't even poke it in her pussy?
Edward's laughter broke her mind away from the problem, and she realized how silly she must look. Just like a little kid trying to play with her pussy without realizing what it was for. Both anger and embarrassment turned her face red, and she could see her tits were coloring as well.
He reached down and opened the clamps, pulling them wide for her to slip her feet out. The metal edge bumped against the abrasions on her ankles, and Debby winced from the pain. She slumped down onto her back, with her head on her pillow, and her spine straightened for the first time in what seemed like hours.
"Now fuck yourself with it," he ordered.
She glanced down her naked body at her father. He still held the riding crop high enough to slash her, so Debby reluctantly complied.
She remained on her back, bending her knees to bring her feet toward her ass. Then she bowed out her bent knees to open her thighs and her cunt. With one hand, she ran fingers through her pussy-slit until she found her cunt-hole, while the other hand placed the wick of the candle in place. Slowly she pressed the bottom of the slender wax shaft until the candle was sliding up her cunt.
It wasn't bad at all. There was still a bit of leftover juices and cum from her brutal rape, and the small end of the candle slipped right in. Carefully, she continued to press it until it bumped into the back of her cunt. The flesh was tender there from its beating by her father's cock, but the probe of the candle wasn't hard enough to hurt.
"Fuck it in and out," he told her, and he leaned forward to watch.
He could see the mouth of her cunt-hole wrapped around the slender candlestick, and could watch the shaft slip wetly past the cunt lips as she began to pull it out.
Debby fucked herself. The wax of the candle was almost soothing after his thick bulging cock had reamed her before, and she could feel the slender shaft pumping inside her and bumping into the back of her pussy.
"Now turn it around and use the larger end," her father urged, and Debby did what he said.
She didn't mind the candle-fuck at all, except for his eyes that were watching it so closely. She marveled at the fact that she hadn't thought about it herself, and hadn't been pleasing her pussy that way for years.
The blunt end felt a little better, giving some bulk for her cunt-walls to grasp. But still, it was awfully narrow, and couldn't make her pussy go wild.
Edward must have thought the same. He wasn't happy just watching her little pussy work, he wanted to see it humiliated and stretched before his eyes.
Something else plopped onto the bed between Debby's legs, and it rolled into the depression in the mattress left by her foot. It was hard and cold against her skin, and she lifted her shoulders to see. A glass catsup bottle, still full of the red sauce, was lying across her toes.
"Give me the candle and use the neck of the bottle," Edward sneered at her. "I'm sure you've gone through the kitchen before looking for something to shove up your cunt."
Debby hadn't, and she was appalled by the idea. It was the same bottle she used when she poured catsup onto her french fries, and she never would have dreamed of shoving it up her cunt. And she didn't want the thing there now, no matter what her father might say.
The whip lashed down onto the front of her body, searing a line from her belly up to between her tits. Thankfully, the shaft had missed her tits and nipples, but that was the only solace she could find. The blow had stung like mad, and she knew that another one would soon be on the way. Her hands ripped the candlestick out of her cunt and grappled for the catsup bottle at her feet. But when she tried to shove the cold glass container in her pussy, her cunt-hole seemed to close right up. The chill and the touch of glass made her body resist and the moisture seemed to be gone.
Edward tossed a stick of butter onto his naked daughter's stomach.
"Since we're in the kitchen, you can use this to grease it up. Rub it all over the neck of the bottle and get a little butter on the lips of your cunt."
Tears were in Debby's eyes as she did it. It was perverted, and something she shouldn't do. Her own father was making her fuck herself with things from the kitchen, something she would have been punished for if she had done it herself.
The neck of the catsup bottle chilled her whole cunt. Her pussy seemed to shrink from its touch. Debby forced it inside her as far as it would go, but that wasn't very far. The neck of the bottle quickly spread out to the body of the container, and only a couple of inches could get past her pussy-lips before the thing was too big.
Still, it had its own sensation. Besides the cold, the cap sealing the top caused an odd feeling. It was bumpy going in and it scraped along the inside of her walls.
A cucumber was given to her next. It looked like a green, warty cock, and it stretched the mouth of her pussy when it was driven in. She used more of the butter to grease the way, and it stretched her open almost as wide as a real cock would have done. But it was short. She could only get about three inches inside her cunt and still hold onto the shaft.
The large banana that he handed her next solved that problem. Not only was it as thick as the cucumber, it was almost twice as long. Her cunt-hole was already greased up from the butter, and it had no trouble slipping in. But it did stretch hard at the mouth of her cunt-hole just like it was a real cock.
Debby drove the banana deep into her pussy, wincing when it struck the back of her cunt. The yellow shaft didn't have a meaty cockhead on the end, and there was nothing to cushion the blow. Her cunt mouth was pulled wide-open to take the bulky thing, and her father was leaning in and grinning as he watched. Never had she been so humiliated, and she could do nothing without courting a beating from his riding crop.
Her father kept up at her with a variety of objects that he forced her to push into her cunt.
From the bathroom he brought a deodorant stick and a bar of soap carved into a shaft. He also handed her a curling iron that he threatened to turn on while it was inside her cunt.
From the garage came the handle of his hammer. The base of the handle was so broad that she had to grease it down as thickly as she could with the butter, and add another glob to her cunt. By shoving the shaft and wiggling it about, she finally managed to bury the thick thing in her cunt.
Then her father seemed to lose interest.
He left, and a few minutes later, Debby heard something banging down the hall. She groaned and collapsed back onto the bed, wondering what he had come up with now. When he came through the door, he was dragging a portable vacuum cleaner with a long metal hose extension clamped into place.
"Daddy!" she gasped as he pulled the thing over to the bed. "I couldn't even get it in my cunt! And I don't know what would happen if you ever turned the thing on!"
"Nothing like finding out," he laughed sadistically, and hauled the long metal tube up between her legs.
Three feet of the shiny shaft lay on the blanket when he finally lined it up with her cunt. He slopped his hand into the butter that had melted on her stomach, and greased down the first foot of the metal then bumped the wide tube into the slit of her cunt.
The opening of the metal tube covered the whole opening of her pussy-hole. Somehow he was going to force the thick shaft up her tiny pussy-hole. She didn't believe it, and was afraid for him to try.
Two of his fingers hooked into her cunt-lips and pulled them wide. He wedged the edge of the metal tube in her pussy and began rotating the metal cylinder as if it was a screw that he could thread into her cunt. The butter kept it from pulling severely, and Debby gasped when most of its breadth was twisted into her fuck-hole. Another firm shove and a twist, and her pussy-hole began to hurt. Its poor mouth was stretched all out of shape as the end of the hose extension was lodged an inch into her cunt.
"It hurts!" Debby cried. "It's too big! Take it out of me before it tears me apart!"
She was riveted to the bed. The pain of her stretched pussy seemed to have paralyzed her completely. All she could do was tense her muscles and hope the agony would stop.
Meanwhile her father was busy, working the vacuum hose extension into Debby's cunt. He knew that a woman's pussy would stretch because he had seen a couple of sex shows in Mexico. In one, a woman had put her whole foot into a girl's cunt, and in another, a woman had furiously fucked a donkey's cock. Debby's cunt might be a bit smaller and certainly less experienced, but it would take the vacuum hose with a bit of pain.
Two inches of the thick metal shaft had been fucked into her pussy, and Debby didn't know how much more she could take. The muscles around her cunt mouth were screaming from their torture, and her cunt-walls were stretched tight. Ahead of the tube, her pussy pit felt like it was at least an inch too narrow to allow its entry. But still her father pushed, and still it rammed into her, although it felt as if the bones of her hips were being forced apart.
"I knew you could do it," Edward laughed as he stared down at her tortured little pussy-hole.
The strands of her pussy hair were standing on end, and the outer lips of her cunt were gaped open. He had been confident that he could force the tube into her cunt-hole, but as he looked now, he was amazed. Every bit of the flesh surrounding her impaled pussy was tight as a drum. Along her pussy gash, pink skin glistened and tugged her clit out of the vanishing folds. He reached down and flicked a fingernail over the sensitive little bud, causing Debby to groan.
Debby was almost out of her mind. She had thought her father's cock was going to tear her pussy apart, but the vacuum hose extension was even larger. And its hardness had no give. While her pussy-walls could close and press down on a cock, they met the firm resistance of the metal now and could only be pushed aside. Four inches of the terrible shaft were inside her before her father stopped. If she had thought about what was coming she would have been terrified, but her mind was too locked into her present pain.
Unfortunately, Debby was going to find out anyway. Her father had slipped from the foot of the bed and pressed down on the power switch of the vacuum with his toes. Suddenly a sound erupted into the room and built to a terrible roar.
Debby screamed. Her whole guts felt like they were being pulled into the tube. Air was whisked out of her cunt-hole and her pussy-walls collapsed inward. The fleshy walls of her cunt where the metal didn't stretch it pinched over the edges of the tube.
"Nooooo!" she screeched. "Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!"
It was too much for her frenzied mind to believe. Not only was her pussy stretched all out of shape by the tube, now the vacuum was sucking up her guts. The machine whined loudly when it could take up no more air, and it tried to suction her flesh.
Long before, her father's cock had stiffened until it was in a complete rage. The parade of objects in his little girl's cunt had made his prick begin to leap. Now that her pussy was jammed full of metal tubing, the shaft of his prick was jerking furiously. And when the agony of the suction inside her made her start screaming, the cum started boiling in his cock.
Edward rushed to the side of the bed, his throbbing prick in his hand. Debby's face thrashed from side to side in her hysteria as he lined up his cock with her head.
His fingers stroked down his mighty fuck-shaft, urging his cum up from his balls. He had never seen a girl or a woman in such sexual agony, and the sight of it made him want to explode.
Cum arched out over Debby's twisting face when her father's cock could stand no more. The thick milky fluid splashed down in long stringy waves. Some of it splatted across her cheeks and her nose, while other spurts leaked into her hair.
But Debby didn't notice any of it. Her mind was on her tortured pussy and what the vacuum cleaner was doing to her insides. Unless he hurried and turned it off, she was sure she was going to die.