The girl takes charge

"Daddy, what's going on?" the girl asks. "Did you bring home another girl you didn't want me to find out about?"

"Well... Uh... Yeah, she's in the trunk" Rod answers.

"You weren't going to share her with me. Were you, Daddy?"

"I would have eventually sweetie. You know I always do."

"Daddy, you promised you wouldn't do this to me any more after what happened with Christa. You know it makes me upset when you don't share all that sweet pussy with me." You hear footsteps. "Open up the trunk. I wanna take a good look at her. I might just stay here and help you break her in."

You hear more footsteps, and the key being inserted into the trunk lock. The trunk springs open, and you see Rod standing there with a bewildered look on his face. Right next to him stands a girl close to your age, big boned, tall, with long blond hair. She looks you over carefully as her emerald green eyes lustily scans your body. Her full, pouting lips break into a smile as she looks at Rod. "This one's a real cutie, Daddy. Where did you find her?" she asks.

"Well baby her car was broke down, and she needed a ride" Rod says.

"Don't tell me. You took her to the corn field first?" The girl runs her hand up your leg, and up under your skirt. Her fingers slide up under the leg gusset of your panties, and she caresses your ass.

"Yeah, she gave me a hard time. Almost got away, and would have except for your uncle Buck came along at the right time. That's when I decided to stuff her in the trunk, and bring her home."

The girl slaps Rod across the face. "You were gonna keep her from me and uncle Buck, weren't you?"

"No, it wouldn't have been like that at all, honey pot" Rod says as he rubs his face. "You both would have had your turn. I swear!"

The girl leans down and kisses your face. "Are you a virgin, cunt?" she asks you. You nod your head yes as best as you can. She looks at Rod. "You old horn dog. You had the last virgin. You know damn well it's my turn to pop a cherry. Now help me get her inside."

Part of you breathes a sigh of relief as the two of them lift you out of the trunk and carry you into the house. If you're going to lose your virginity, it may as well be to another girl. You think about what she might use on you to pop your cherry as they carry you into the house. Once inside the house, Rod locks the door and they lay you on top of the kitchen table.

"What about her car?" the girl asks.

"Your uncle Buck will probably tow it to the chop shop as soon as he gets off work. He knows where it is. He was right behind me when I picked her up."

"That's good, Daddy. We'll put her in the basement with the others for now." The girl walks over and opens up another door in the kitchen. They both pick you up again and carry you down the steps.

"Others?" you think to yourself. You look around as you're carried down the steps. What your eyes see looks like something out of an old Gothic horror film. Shackles hang from the walls. You see three other women, all naked and gagged, hanging in shackles. You can't help but notice they've been whipped and tortured. Their bodies bear the marks.

The basement is filled with strange **** devices and equipment. There's an X shaped cross, a couple of sets of stocks, a **** rack, a dental chair, an exam table with stirrups, and other implements of **** you can't even name.

They carry you to the table, lay you down, and remove your clothing. Once you're naked, Rod locks your legs into the stirrups while the girl unlocks the handcuffs, then shackles your wrists and arms to the table. You lay there, feeling like a plucked and trussed up Thanksgiving turkey.

Rod takes your clothes and personal effects, and walks to the other end of the rather large basement. He opens a small door in the wall, and flames leap out to greet him. He throws your purse and clothing inside, and closes the door.

The girl hovers over you, caressing your body wherever she pleases. "You don't exist any more, darlin'" she says to you. "You're ours now, so get used to it." Her gentle caress turns cruel and mean as she twists your nipples between her fingers and thumbs. You want to scream, but you can't. The **** Rod injected you with are still affecting you. The girl continues caressing your body, down to your crotch. "I'm gonna have a lot of fun making you mine. I'm gonna pierce your nipples and your bellybutton. Maybe I'll pierce your clit and those sweet cunt lips of yours, too. I'll definitely tattoo your ass. I gotta mark my property!" she exclaims.

This is just a bad dream, you keep telling yourself. You even close your eyes a few times in hopes that when you open them again, you'll be home, safe and sound.

The way the girl touches your pussy sends tiny rivulets of pleasure coursing through your body, and soon all you can think about are the sensations she's giving you. You gasp at her every touch, your body betraying you, desiring more. She leans over you and kisses your lips. Even your lips respond to her passion. You know you couldn't fight her even if you weren't shackled to a table.

"I gotta have you" she says. "But I don't wanna pop your cherry just yet. Would you like to see what I'm gonna pop your cherry with? Maybe play with it a bit?" She climbs up on the table, straddling your face, and lifts her skirt. You lay there in shocked horror. There dangling from her crotch, just above her glistening wet, swollen slit, is a perfectly good looking penis! The girl is a hermaphrodite!