TITLE    : Porn Princess Ch. 02
STORYID  : porn-princess-ch-02
SUMMARY  : Kendra's training begins.
AUTHOR   : Andi_Lembke@lit
DATE     : 2012-09-23
CATEGORY : transgender-crossdressers
FLAGS    : h
TAGS     : |forced feminization|trained|corsets|transformed|little girl dresses|non consent|caught|bondage|mind altering|against my will|


When I woke, I was in a bedroom, it was decorated like a little girl's room, pictures of ponies, and unicorns on the pink flowered walls. A shiny green backpack with a unicorn on it hung on the chair that sat in front of a desk, with books and notepads on it. A vanity dresser and mirror, with hair brushes, barrettes, ribbons and or accessories. I wasn't restrained, I was wearing the same clothes I was when Patrick left me to fuck myself into blackness. I quickly checked to see if the mind-numbingly painful shock collar was gone. The damn thing was still locked in place. It was probably Riley's idea to package something this horrid into a pretty pink bondage collar.



I couldn't sit up because of the corset wouldn't let me bend, so I rolled over onto my side and pushed myself to a sitting position on the edge of the bed. My stomach and sides hurt, probably from the corset. My tits were barely there. I thought for sure they were pumping me back up. I had perky A cups at best. I caressed them gently. They were a little tender, and it appeared that my nipples were getting larger and darker. The ball gag was gone, but there was something in my ass, I reached back, and found it was a pink jelly butt plug. No panties, and my manhood was still glued down to my disappointment.



There were 5 doors, 3 of them were sliding doors, and the 4th was a regular hinged door, that door had no handle on it, just a bare brushed nickel plate. I didn't see any way to open it. The 5th door was hinged, but had a handle on it. I noticed the tamper proof cameras about the room, and assumed I was probably being watched.



I stood up and explored the room. I slid the first door open, and I shouldn't have been surprised to see that all the clothes in the closet were sissy little girl outfits sized for adult girls. They appeared to all be the same dress but in different colors. I opened the next one to see that, the clothes were sexy teenage school girl outfits, and few anime costumes, a couple of formal dresses, but they were locked behind a thick piece of plexiglass. I could look, but not touch. The third door slid back to reveal stuff one might wear to go clubbing, fetish outfits, PVC catsuits, stuff you'd expect a stripper or porn star to wear, also some elegant evening gowns. It was also locked behind plexiglass. What the fuck was going on here? I went to the dresser, and found the drawers similarly assembled. Everything that was for little girls was accessible, but the older clothes were not. I think I understood where this was going, but up to this point I'd been wrong about everything. The good news was there wasn't anything sexy about the little girl thing for me, so at least I wasn't going to be craving any cock anytime soon.



I opened the 4th door to find a bathroom... of sorts, it had a sink, a bathtub and shower, but the toilet concerned me, it was higher than a normal toilet, and had a large stainless steel butt plug looking thing sticking out of it, as I examined it it occurred to me, that I was to sit on this, with the "plug"up my ass. I assumed it was some kind of torturous bidet. I shuddered.



I jumped as the 5th door buzzed, and I heard the bolt inside snap back. It opened and in walked Riley and Patrick, dressed like they were headed to the office. Riley looked amazing in a tight fitting tan shrunken jacket and matching pencil skirt, with a long v-neck silk blouse underneath, Patrick in a black business suit brandished the remote with a smile, as Riley came to me and caressed my breasts, and kissed me deeply. She was always kissing me, it was weird.



"Morning, Kendra. You must be starving."



I was starving, I couldn't remember the last time I ate anything but cum. 



"I kinda am," I mumbled absently.



Patrick gave me a quick shock from the collar. I winced from the intense shock, and gave him a hurtful look.



"Is that any way to talk to your mother?"



I looked at him, and then at her like they were crazy. A more powerful shock made me gasp.



"Sorry, mommy. Yes, I am very hungry," I said apologetically.



Riley beamed like a proud parent. She went to the closet, and laid out a ridiculously girly pink satin Felicia sissy dress, with short bloused sleeves, baby blue lace ruffles all around, and pretty baby blue bow in the center of the neck line, and a ruffled white and electric blue petticoat. She went to the drawer, and got a pretty pastel blue training bra with tiny little pink bows on the straps, and one in the center of the bra.



"Well, breakfast will be ready by the time you get dressed. So come downstairs, when you are presentable."



I looked at the clothes and hesitated.



"Do you need help getting dressed?"



I nodded. Patrick zapped me so hard, I fell to my knees.



"Answer your mother."



"Yes, mommy, please."



Riley grinned, devilishly. She was enjoying this. She hiked up her skirt, pulled her panties aside and unleashed her cock.



"Okay, sweetie, I just need you to get your chair ready."



I was so confused. Patrick nodded at her cock, and I think I understood. I sank to my knees, and sucked her till she was hard.



"Good girl, Kendra. Now, anytime you need to sit on mommy or daddy's laps, you need to make sure you get us nice and hard so you have somewhere to sit.", Riley said - talking down to me like I was a child or a puppy.



She sat down at the vanity, and motioned me to come over and turn around. She pushed me over and unceremoniously removed the butt plug from my ass. I moaned from the sudden rush of sensation back there. She laid it on the end table and patted her lap, and then grabbed her rod, I sat as she guided me onto her cock. I moaned - feeling her fill me up. She began unbraiding my hair. 



"Now this look is for the afternoons only. You will change your hair, 3-4 times a day, depending on whether or not we have company. You will wear your hair like this in the morning.



She pointed to one of the 6 pictures on the vanity mirror. The picture was a girl with unbraided "horn" pigtails her bangs untouched and the pigtail ties bunched high on her head, and towards the back so she looked sweet and innocent. She had a barrette holding back her bangs on one side. Each picture was labeled; Morning for sweet and innocent, Noon for the braided Lolita look I'd had last night, Anime for a pigtail variant with little acrylic balls woven in like Sailor Moon. UpDo for the look I gave myself when I came over last night, Slut for the long, wavy hair-sprayed look I woke up with yesterday, and Glam for a very big haired elegant hairdo. She showed me how to get the sweet and innocent look.



"Now, I'll teach you to do each look, but you'll have to spend time sitting on mommy's lap all week and practice so you can do it yourself, okay sweetie?"



I figured I'd better play along until I could see where this was going.



"Okay, mommy."



Patrick grinned. His little girl was getting the hang of it. I smiled back like a proud little girl. Patrick walked to the bed, and brought my clothes over, and laid them on the dresser. He handed Riley the Bra. She put in on me and latched it in the back. It was really tight, and squished my boobs down to almost nothing. 



"Your first training bra. I know you were expecting to have your boobies all pumped up, but after you passed out, We thought it might be from the shock of having such a sudden life change. We were so worried about you, we thought it might be better to acclimate you to being a girl, rather than thrust you straight into submissive slutdom. So we brought you home for you to learn to be a good little girl, first."



Riley sat up, taking me with her. She pulled out of me with a quiet 'pop'. She had me step through the petticoats, and then the dress, which she zipped up. She spun me around to look at me, and clapped gleefully.



"Oh, honey, isn't she just adorable?"



Patrick beamed.



"Daddy's little princess."



I looked in the mirror. Gone was the slut I was yesterday, and an innocent girl in a pretty pink dress, and pigtails stood in her place. As I looked over at Patrick's bulging crotch I had a feeling I was in deep shit.



I suddenly had very bad cramps. I winced and grabbed my stomach.



"Does your tummy hurt, baby?", Riley asked.



"Yes, mommy."



"Need to go potty?"



'Jesus, enough with the baby talk, bitch', I thought. But the cramps got suddenly worse.



"Yes, mommy."



Riley led me to the bathroom, and Patrick picked me up and set me down on the "bidet" with a pronounced pop as it slide up my ass. My feet couldn't reach the floor. 



"Now you'll be expected to clean out your hiney from time to time. This will blast a jet of water deep up into you, it might make you feel a little twisted up inside, put after a few minutes it will drain all the grody gunk out of you."



Patrick hit the button on the counter next to me, and I gasped as cold water flooded into my ass, and wound its way deep up into me. I tried to push myself up, but Patrick leaned on my shoulder keeping me firmly panted. 



"You have to wait for it to finish honey, other wise you'll make a mess all over those pretty clothes mommy bought you, and get a spanking."



It made the cramps worse. I was cramping so bad I was almost in tears. Patrick let go, but I didn't dare get up. I kicked my feet in frustration, and winced. After what seemed like an eternity, the device flushed like a toilet, and I could feel it drawing everything out of me. The cramping ceased, I felt relieved. And then it sprayed another jet of cold water into me till I cramped up again. I winced in pain as Riley and Patrick smiled patiently. It repeated the process 4 times, then a little bell dinged.



"That's it honey. All done. Now hop off and clean up."



I got up off the bidet, grabbed some toilet paper and wiped my ass. Riley grabbed a pretty pink squeeze bottle off the shelf, and pushed me forward exposing my ass.



"You must always keep your bottom lubed, Kendra. Otherwise you might get hurt."



She squeezed a little of the pink bottle's contents onto a pretty pink jelly dildo she picked up from a rack of assorted dildos, butt plugs, and stuff I didn't recognize, and worked the lube and the dildo into my ass until it slid in and out easily.



"There. perfect."



She then pointed the dildo at my mouth, I looked at her confused. She didn't really expect me to put that in my--



"Open."



I obeyed, and she plopped it into my mouth. It tasted like strawberries. Evidently some sort of edible lubrication. She placed my hand on the dildo and made me take it.



"Get it nice and clean. Your toys need to be cleaned and put away after you use them."



I sucked the dildo till the taste was gone. Then washed it in the sink, and put it back in the rack next to the bidet.



"Good girl, Kendra. I just know you're going to make mommy and daddy so proud some day."



That horrified me. 



They took me downstairs to the kitchen, a modern contemporary kitchen with fake windows that shone light in, like it was morning. Clearly we were on a set of some type. Patrick sat on one of the stools, and undid his pants. Riley stood across from him, and took her cock out of her panties as well. Patrick pulled out his rock hard cock.



"Now, Kendra, every morning before breakfast Mommy and Daddy like to have their morning coffee. So every morning you will clean yourself out, lube up your bottom, put your hair in pigtails, dress yourself, come downstairs, skip into the kitchen, and take up position here. You will pleasure us here, until we are satisfied, and then you can eat, is that understood?"



"Yes daddy."



"Good now come here, and get to work."



I walked over, and the shock from my collar brought me to me knees again.



"I said, skip, darling. Now go back to the stairs, and skip into the kitchen and come straight here, for your fucking."



God he was a sick bastard. I ran to the bottom of the stairs, and skipped over to get plugged by my tormentors. Patrick wanted my mouth first, so he fucked my mouth, while Riley slowly fucked me. Then they switched. Riley came in mouth, and held me there by my hair till I swallowed. Patrick pulled out and did the same. 



He patted me on the head.



"Kendra, sweetie, I'm so proud of you. Daddy's little cum sucker."



"Thank you daddy," I beamed. I didn't want to risk another shock.



"Now, help daddy get dressed."



I put his cock back in his underwear, pulled up his pants, zipped him up, and buttoned his slacks. I figured Riley would want the same. I turned to her, and tucked her cock neatly into her panties and lowered her skirt. I looked up for her approval. She smiled down at me.



"Somebody's ready for breakfast."



They led me to the dining room, and I stopped in my tracks when I saw what was in there. It had to have been designed by Machiavelli himself. There was a chair. And sitting in it was a male real doll with a dong the size of the one I had in my ass when Patrick left me to fuck myself. Across from him was another Male real doll with a similar sized rod pointing toward the seated one. It was like deja vu. The same configuration Riley and Patrick had been in for my morning fuck. There were sensors all over the room.



"Now Kendra, the way this works is similar to a Kinect controller. It reads your motions and actions as well as pressure, and each time you complete a level, it delivers food. You need to complete all 12 levels to get your meal, and you must finish your meal before you may be excused. It needs power to run, so to deliver your food, you'll need to pump this guy sitting here. Your food has been liquified, and will spurt from this man's big beautiful cock into your mouth. If you spill any on your pretty dress, you will be spanked."



I stood there aghast. I had to play a cock sucking video game to get food, that would squirt through a cock like cum into me, and I had to power the whole thing by bouncing on another guy's cock. My mouth hung open.



Riley grabbed my shoulders and kissed me.



"Don't be afraid sweetie. You handled mommy and daddy so well, you'll do fine here."



She put her arm around me, and walked me over to the machine. And gestured to the sitting doll. I obediently lowered myself onto his cock. Thankfully, my poor ass was already lubed up, cuz it was damn big. I grimaced as I eased down onto it until my cheeks hit his lap. 



"Go ahead, start it up," she urged.



I bounced on his cock a dozen or so times, grimacing less with each one, and the video display came on, along with a compressor of some kind, and a power meter so I could see when to crank it back up with my ass. Riley smiled.



"Good girl, Kendra. Now, there's a video here showing you all the proper sucking techniques every good girl should know. When you get a technique right, you pass the level, and you get a treat. When you finish all the levels, you may be excused."



Patrick positioned the standing doll to match the height of my lips. I opened my mouth, and he pushed the delivery cock in. He pat my head, and pinched my cheek.



"Daddy is so proud of you, princess. Every morning after you finish us off, you will skip in here, and have breakfast. You will skip everywhere you go in the morning, okay?"



My mouth was kind of full. I couldn't speak, and since I didn't want to get a 3rd zap. I eagerly nodded, and murmurred a perky, "Mmm, hmm."



"After breakfast you'll sit and practice writing until you have the prettiest, girliest handwriting. You'll also practice braiding your hair, as well as putting it in pigtails and pretty bows, you will play with your toys, and then at 11:30 you'll shower and change into your school girl clothes. You'll come down for lunch. After lunch, you'll spend the afternoon, studying glamour, fashion, make-up, sexual positions, do Pilates, yoga, pole dancing, and watch porn. You may have study partners coming over to help you study from time to time, and of course mommy and daddy will always be there for you if you need help. At 5 you will shower and change into what ever your mother has laid out for you, and come down for dinner, again if you spill anything on your clothes, you will be spanked."



Patrick shook the shock collar remote to make his point.



"In the evening you will entertain guests, in the parlor, after which we'll have family time. The events of family time will be determined by your daily performance, and progress. If you have done all your homework and your chores, family time will be fun, if you have not, or are not progressing into being the rabid cock-hungry slut we intend for you to be, you will not have any fun. All of this is stage one. Complete stage one, and you can move to stage two, and finally on to stage three."



All of this was stage one? It sounded like non-stop pummeling of my ass and mouth. I hated them both. I hated my life. I hated these cocks I had in me. I was certain I'd never lust for cock, or ever think that having one in me was normal, or something I'd want as casually as these fuckers were about sticking them in me. Patrick gestured to a rack of dildos in the hallway.



"Oh, one more thing - your chores. During each segment of the day you are required to fuck and suck 8 cocks per period. Any cock will do. Multitasking is permitted, Meals do not count. If you do not total 24 per day by family time, then family time will be...unpleasant. 8 in your ass, and 8 in your mouth. All the dildos in this house ejaculate a tasty treat, and operate on a stimulus basis, you must get them off, for them to count, and they will of course reward you with a wonderful, creamy lo-carb treat."



Riley gazed at me with a sadistic glint in her gorgeous eyes.



"You'll find snacking on cock to be delicious, sweetie, you really will. I promise that, soon, you'll be so hungry for cock that it'll drive you crazy," 



With a rubber cock in my ass and one in my mouth I found that really hard to believe. Riley patted me on the head.



"Now get to work, sweetie, your breakfast is getting cold."



Patrick turned the video monitors on, and I could see that even this humiliation was being filmed. I bounced on the lap cock to get the power meter up, and watched the instructional video of a porn star licking the head of a man's cock, while slowly stroking it, I mimicked what I saw. She began slowly bobbing her head up and down on it. I followed suit. I heard a ding, and the cock began spurting something into my mouth, it tasted almost like a cross between tapioca pudding and cake batter. It was very sweet. I eagerly swallowed it all. 



Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. At least the "cum" was tasty. I pumped up the power, and watched the next video. This one was of a girl, using two hands and twisting as she moved her mouth up and down on the cock. I did the same for a few minutes- another ding, and more tasty jizz shot into my mouth. Wow, this was going to be easy. 



"Now the first few will be easy, but by the end you'll need to be able to bounce and suck simultaneously. And no spilling, sweetie. That dress costs a lot to clean."



I knew they were setting me up, just to punish me. I hated them both, but I was determined not to get shocked or "spanked" as they seemed to be calling it. Each level was progressively harder to pull off and required more power from my ass each time. I handled each challenge, and the resulting blast of goo with no problems, until level 12, when it required so much power that I was bouncing furiously, and found myself getting off. I moaned with ecstasy as I fucked myself, trying to stay on target as I stroked the food delivery cock, and periodically deep throated it while still bouncing. I hoped like hell the ding wouldn't come while I was orgasming, other wise it'd go all over me. I came so hard, and closed my eyes, and then the ding came. I quickly covered the cock with my mouth, moaning in ecstasy as I drank down the last of my breakfast. My head spun, as I sat there dazed.

<hr pg="2" />Riley and Patrick clapped proudly.



"Excellent, Kendra. You're a natural. Now, I have to go to work, so come give daddy a kiss goodbye."



I pushed the delivery cock away from me, and gently pushed myself up off the power cock. I was a little stretched out, so I walked over to Patrick gingerly. He crammed his thumb down on the button of the remote. I almost passed out from the pain. I cried in a heap on the floor. My mind went blank. I forgot where I was, and who I was for a second.



"C'mon, sweetie. Wipe you tears and do it right, this time."



I wiped the tears, gathered myself, and ran back to the machine. I took a few deep breaths, and tried to regain that perky girliness. I turned and skipped over to Daddy, I mean Patrick, and planted a kiss full on his mouth. He tongued me deeply, and grabbed my ass, as we made out. I couldn't believe I would think of him as daddy in my mind. It freaked me out a little. It must have been stunned by the electric shock. I hoped that's all it was. 



"Now go upstairs and put some panties on, you little slut."



"Yes daddy."



I skipped out, ran upstairs, and dug through my drawers and found a pretty pair of ruffled baby blue bloomers and put them on. And then I stopped. What did I just do? What did I just say? What were they doing to me? I was not going to be their little fuck toy, now matter what I pledged to Patrick. I'd rather take my chances on my own. There had to be a way out. I just had to be patient and find it. But I couldn't do it dressed like this. It'd have to wait till evening when I could wear something less ridiculous. I sat at my desk, and wrote in my journal about how this whole thing had played out. How Patrick and Riley had ruined my life, how I woke up here, all about my morning and how I'd been humiliated. I was still hungry. All that work and it wasn't enough food to make me full. 



On my desk were two thick, 8 inch, lifelike dildos. I remembered what Patrick said, that it pumped out a treat. That I had to suck and fuck 8 each before noon or get a spanking. Fuck, I was still so hungry. I figured what the hell. Let's see what happens. I grabbed one of them, and sucked it tentatively, hoping a slow blow job would make it cum, but it didn't. I decided that level 7 was my favorite of all the techniques I had just learned. So I went to town on the dildo with #7, and I heard a little whir inside, and it began pumping the sweetest cum-like goo into my mouth, which I swallowed greedily. Riley wasn't kidding. It was better than a twinkie. I quickly grabbed the other one and did the same. As I was finishing it off, I saw Patrick standing in the doorway beaming. I pulled the dildo out of my mouth as If I'd been caught blowing the boy next door. The cock spurted on my face. 



"Clean up your cum, sweetie before you get it on your dress."



I wiped it off my face and chin and sucked the sweet goo off my fingers, but some dribbled down my neck and onto my dress. I looked up at Patrick, terrified.



"I'm sorry daddy, I didn't mean to..."



The shock was so powerful my jaw clenched. Patrick came over to me, grabbed me by one of my pigtails and threw me on the floor, and zapped me again.



"Listen, you sloppy bitch, I will not tolerate your lack of manners, and etiquette. You will eat like a proper lady, or this will happen every morning, is that what you want?"



"No, daddy!" I cried.



I was stunned, I could barely move. He lifted my ass up to him, pulled down my panties, and pushed my face into the floor. He pulled out his cock, and raped me. I lay there crying, as he got up and left. I was so confused, the cute little girl fantasy veneer had been lifted, and this was serious. I was scared and confused, I curled up in bed and whimpered. 



Riley came up stairs. She sat next to me and the bed, and stroked my hair. 



"I'm sorry sweetie, Daddy's under a lot of pressure at work, you know how he can get. You need to be sure you do everything right, be a good little girl, and this won't ever happen again, okay?



I fucking hated them both. I hated wearing this stupid dress, I hated being shocked and raped, and forced to suck cock to get nourishment, I'd only been awake for 2 hours in this hell, and I could only imagine how horrible the rest of my day was going to be. I was shaking, and I was having a hard time remembering my name.



"Can you do that for me sweetie? Be a good girl, and stop crying."



I stopped, and wiped the tears form my face, and nodded.



"Good girl. Write about it in your journal, Kendra, so you won't forget. It's cathartic. Put it all down, and put it away. Always put what you're thinking and feeling and everything that happens in your journal. That's what journals are for. Cuz someday, you're going to want to remember all this the way it was when it was fresh in your memory. And make sure the finish your chores, before daddy comes home for lunch."



I went to my desk, and sat down, and just stared at the page for several minutes. I then wrote what had happened, that I had been a bad girl and daddy punished me, but I deserved it. 



I was still hungry, I needed more cock. I had to stop for a second. Did I just think to myself, 'I need more cock?'. These sick fuckers knew what they were doing. I had to remind myself that I was being manipulated by two master manipulators who had already tricked me into giving up my conscious will, and submitting to them. I could never let that happen again, but I was so hungry. Maybe if I played the part, made them think I was submitting they'd treat me differently. At least I wouldn't get shocked again, if I asked for cock, right? Wasn't that the whole point of this?



"Mommy, I'm hungry. I need more cock," I announced as adorably as I could.



"Sweetie, you have a whole toy box full." she said pointing to a large chest in the corner.



I went over to it, and opened the lid. Inside was a rack full of 8" cocks. Some with suction cups on the bottom - I'm assumed that was so I could attach them to my chair and ride them. "Play along, Kendra", I told myself. And then recoiled. Had I just called myself Kendra? That wasn't my name, but for some reason I couldn't remember my real name. I figured it would come to me. I pulled several of them out and placed them on my desk. 



Riley came over and attached one of the suction cup ones to the chair, and then pulled my panties down. She positioned me over the top, and I sat down on the cock, which was smaller than the power cock on the feeding machine, and slid in nice and easy. I played along, and moaned quietly, but the truth was, it actually felt good. I rode it slowly, as I sucked on the other. The cock in my ass felt really good. Riley played with my tits while I fucked myself. My cock began to swell - the glue tugging at the skin. I needed to cum. 



I fucked myself on the cock, while voraciously sucking the cock in my mouth. It came -shooting sweet cream into my mouth, which I devoured greedily. A few seconds later the cock in my ass blew its wad, and I could feel it pumping cum into me. I came several seconds later. Mommy (why did I keep calling her mommy?) lifted me off of it, and removed it from the chair. Cream dribbled out of me, and mixed with my own cum. Riley scooped it up off my inner thigh, and forced her fingers into my mouth. I sucked up the delicious mixture of cum and whatever was in these dildos. I loved the taste. I looked down, and there was a small glop of the mixture on the chair. Riley grabbed me by the back of the neck, and forced me to my knees - my head down just above my mess I had made on the chair.



"Clean up your mess Kendra. Lick it up." 



As humiliating as this was, I complied. I licked and slurped up all the cum off the chair. Afterwards, Riley held the dildo that had been in my ass, and poked my lips with it.



"Always clean up your toys, remember." 



I took it form her, and cleaned it off like a good little girl.



"Good girl."



She took the dildo from me and set it aside.



"Now come here, and lean over the back of the chair."



Was I to be spanked? Did I get my clothes dirty? Fuck! I wasn't paying any attention to that. I did what she commanded, and winced expecting to be spanked, instead I felt her tongue in my ass. I flinched at first. I had never had a rim job. She delicately sucked all of what was left of the sweet goo out of my ass, and it felt so good. I moaned with pleasure. But, fuck, it was getting me hard again. She stood up, and wiped the remainder of the cum mixture off her lips with a finger and pushed it into my mouth. I sucked on it.



"When you're a good girl. You will be rewarded. When you are bad you will be punished. You decide which you like better, young lady."



And she walked out. 



She was fucking batshit. This whole thing was madness. I couldn't tell up from down anymore. But she left me so turned on. Who knew getting your ass eaten could feel that good? I went to the toy box, and pulled out 2 more cocks. I was still hungry, and horny. I fucked myself, while sucking the other dildo like before, the dildo I was sucking shot its load into my mouth, followed by the one in my ass. It took me a while longer, to climax, so I rode it furiously, and exploded in ecstasy. After I came, I squeezed the cum out of my ass onto the chair, and lapped it up greedily. I repeated this till there were no more dildos in the toy box. It suddenly hit me what I had done.



I stood there with my panties around one of my ankles, and I looked at all 16 of the dildos on the desk. I was stunned. I had filled my quota for the morning without hesitating. I wasn't starving anymore, but I was turning into one cum hungry slut. I glanced up at the camera in the corner. I could only imagine Patrick watching all of that, and laughing hysterically while stroking himself.



I hung my head in shame. I pulled up my ruffled panties, and sat back down to finish my journal entry. I licked my lips, they tasted of strawberry lube, and dildo cum. I was giving myself a migraine thinking about how much I hated all of this. And it was only 10am. If I kept going at this rate I was going to have an aneurism before the day was out. 



I laid down on my bed. I rolled on my side and could see myself in the vanity mirror. I had to admit. I was very pretty. I always kind of regretted not growing up as a girl. Not getting to wear pretty dresses like this, and skip around everywhere saying precocious things. It was kinda sick, but maybe I should take a moment and appreciate this. I stood up, and admired myself in the full length closet mirror. My dress was really very pretty. My hair was cute. I swayed back and forth and watched the skirt of my dress poof out. I twirled and my skirt flared out to show the pretty petticoats underneath. I jumped up and down and watched my pigtails bounce.



I decided to try and find something positive to write. I took my journal to the vanity, and admired myself in the mirror. I did really like the taste of the cum that came from the dildos, and I was very pretty. I decided I was stronger than they hoped. I would play along. I would enjoy this chance to have the childhood I was robbed of by being born a boy. I practiced being cute in the mirror, paying attention to my mannerisms to make them as girly as possible. I worked on my handwriting. Tried to make it more girly. I wasn't getting out of here anytime soon, so I was gonna make the most of it.



Riley came back, and stood behind me. She pulled my hair out of pigtails.



"Almost 11, Kendra. Time to get you ready for your afternoon. Take off your dress, bra and panties and put them in the hamper."



I frowned. I was actually a bit upset to be taking these clothes off.



"Don't worry sweetie, you'll get to be all girlie again tonight. Daddy will want you all dressed up for his night cap. He loves how pretty you look in your little dresses, Like a living doll."



Fuck. I now had that to look forward to. I did as I was told, and stripped down to just the hose, shoes and the corset. Mommy unlocked the corset, and took it off me. I gasped as I saw my body. Despite the lines from the boning of the bask, my shape was already looking more girly. I had also noticed that even with it on, it didn't feel like it was squeezing me too badly.



Riley rubbed cocoa butter all over my skin. She said it was to keep me from getting stretch marks. She went to the other closet, and unlocked the plexiglass sealing it shut. She pulled the titty pump out, and put it on me. And told me to sit back in front of the vanity as she turned it on, and I could feel it tugging on my breasts.



Your body needs to breathe. You can't wear the corset all day. Now you'll have to wear this pump, till after lunch. Okay?"



"Yes, mommy," I delivered the cuteness I had practiced earlier.



This perturbed her. She gave me a stern look.



"Kendra, you're not a little girl anymore. You're in high school now. Act like it."



"Okay, mom..." I said - completely lost as to how to behave.



"That's better. When the morning is over you are permitted a bit more sarcasm and sassiness, but be careful. You know daddy won't tolerate back talk. You'll be dressing more provocatively, and you'll need to be more flirty. High school girls are temptresses to the Nth degree, and so must you be."



I had just gotten the hang of being a good girl, now I needed to be a flirt? She brushed my hair. and started braiding it, showing me how it was done. I tried and failed a few times, but I got the hang of it. It was really simple. for about an hour she helped me learn to braid my hair into sexy pigtails, with pink ribbons tying them off at the ends. She laid out my clothes for me. It was the sexiest school girl outfit I'd ever seen. A white off the shoulder top that tied at the middle in front. A super short white and electric blue plaid skirt, baby blue hip hugger lace panties, a white satin garter belt. She had me put the panties on first, then the garter belt. followed by the skirt, the top, Riley explained, would have to wait till I had the breasts to make it work which would be after lunch. She locked the acrylic open toed heels back onto my feet. She added mascara, made my eyes more smoky with some black eyeshadow blending my eyeliner, my green eyes looked so sexy, she added some pink blush, a little touch of baby blue eye shadow, and iced pink lipstick, transforming me from innocent girl to teenage temptress. 



"All set," She said - proud of her work.



I gazed at myself in the mirror, mesmerized. A low ding like an airplane alert, sounded to let me know it was time for lunch.



"You hungry?"



"Starved," I rolled my eyes. 



Riley raised an eyebrow.



"You said sassier, right?" I asked.



She smiled, slyly. And smacked my ass.



"Cunt. Go get your lunch before it gets cold."



I made my way downstairs, without the corset my body had a more loose fluidity. I wasn't really used to managing the extra weight on my hips without the support of the corset, it really caused my hips to sway naturally. It just felt natural in those heels to strut like I was the sexiest thing on the planet. I got caught up in the new sensations. I saw my sex doll lunch, and skipped into the dining room. I pulled my undies down as far as the garters would allow, and sat on Bruno's cock. I had for some reason decided to name the inanimate cocks I was forced to ride and suck to get my food. I grabbed Fabrizio and positioned him where I could more easily get my plump lips around his delicious cock. I bounced on Bruno's cock to get the power going.



"Come on Fabrizio, do your worst," I said as began the level one.



Fabrizio fired his sweet load into my mouth, and I happily swallowed. It was warmer than breakfast, and tasted immensely better. I reminded myself not to let my meals get cold. Riley walked in, folded her arms, and leaned in the doorway, watching me eat. She smiled knowingly, as I made my way through the levels. The breast pump tugging wonderfully on my breasts making them swell. It took me the usual 30 minutes to make it to level 12. And again, level 12 made me cum. I swallowed Fabrizio's sweet load, and sat recovering from my orgasm, for a few moments - eyes closed savoring the feeling. I could get used to this, I thought. I swung my legs, over to get off Bruno, and pulled my panties up. When I looked up there were two very handsome young men, starring at me from the doorway their mouths agape, like they had just seen their first donkey show. I froze. Riley smiled widely.



"Kendra, this is Steven and David, they go to UCLA, and they are here to help you study."



I instinctively covered up the breast pump, embarrassed.



"Mom!" 



"Boys, forgive my daughter. She's not used to company. Can you go wait in the living room?"



David and Steven walked into the living room, leaving us alone.



"You could have told me they were coming!" I screamed.



"It must have slipped my mind," She shrugged.



I growled under my breath like a teenager throwing a tantrum.



"What are they going to help me with?"



"Control, sweetie. You can flirt with them all you want but you are not to have their cocks in any way, is that understood? You need to learn to be around men without being turned on."



I rolled my eyes.



"Shouldn't be a problem. Can I go get dressed now?"



She jerked her head toward my room, and I scampered off to get decent. I pulled the pump off to find it had pumped me up to a full B-cup. I quickly pulled my top on and tied it in the middle. Without a bra my erect nipples shown through the thin micro fiber material. I was a hottie. I went to my vanity. I added lipgloss to my lips. I stood back, and looked. Fuck, I was turning myself on. My cock swelled. Not fucking those two hot guys, might prove more difficult than I thought. This playing along thing was fun, but if I wasn't careful I'd get caught up in it. I had to be mindful, and keep looking for a way out. 



Riley came in, walked behind me, to look at my reflection in the mirror. 



"Hmmm. It's missing something. Hold still..."



I froze. What torment was coming now? She gripped my ear in something that looked like a staple gun, and BANG! She pierced my left ear, leaving a glittering pink rhinestone in my ear. I winced. It hurt, but not as bad as I would have though. She did the same to my other ear - leaving me with 2 pretty pink earrings. But at least the pain took my mind off how hot I looked.



"Okay, now you're not to suck or fuck these two nice boys. They're here to help you study. You can suck and fuck your dildos in front of them when you get hungry for cock, but no penis penetration from them. If they try to fuck you, you just say no, or yell for me, okay?"



"Fine, mom, I got it," I was getting good at this. 



She yelled downstairs, "Boys. you can come up now!"



I was actually a little nervous, as they came into my room. They introduced themselves, trying to be polite but I caught them both looking at my tits. Riley gently caressed my shoulders.



"Boys, this is Kendra. Kendra, the boys here will teach you Pilates and Yoga, and to reward them for helping you, you will pole dance for them." 



I looked around.



"I don't see a pole..."



Riley raised her eyebrows.



"Follow me."



She led us across the hall into a nice sized workout room, that had a raised platform with a stripper pole. Riley gestured to the pole, the yoga mats on the floor, and the free weights in the rack, and the rack of 16 dildos.



"I assume those are for me, " I said sarcastically.



She patted my head, and smiled.



"Watch out boys, she's cute and smart. I'll leave you to it."



She left, and and awkward silence hung in the air. They were both very handsome, muscular but not overly so, and shy. I nervously twisted back and forth, and looked at the ground. Steven spoke first.



"Maybe we should start with some yoga to get you warmed up."

<hr pg="3" />"Um, okay. Where do you want me?"



He indicated the yoga mat nearest me. I complied. David put a dvd into the player, and it was an instructional video on Yoga routines. They both came over and walked me through all the yoga positions, sometime spotting me by holding me around the waist with two hands, or gently grabbing my arms or legs, and repositioning them to help me get the correct position. They did the same with the Pilates exercises, at times taking advantage of the close contact and running their hands along my smooth skin, or grinding their stiffening cocks against my ass through their pants. I smiled to myself each time they dry humped me. They both wanted me. I took a moment to think about what I might be doing right now, if I had refused Patrick's offer. I was sure it wouldn't be this pleasant. I took comfort in that. 



As the workout progressed, I got really hungry. I grabbed 2 cocks off the rack. Suctioned one to the pole dancing stage, slid my panties aside, and lowered myself onto it. making sure the boys had a good view. I licked the the other cock, and flirted with my eyes at Steven. He was immediately awkward.



"Wha...what are you doing?"



I rolled the head of the cock around on my tongue.



"Having a snack," I lilted, coyly.



I bounced on the cock, and began sucking off the other. David looked around nervous.



"Do you know what you're father will do to us, if he finds out?"



I moaned as I bounced on that 8 inch dildo, licking the one in my hand. I gave the boys an evil grin.



"Not a thing... as long as you don't touch me. You can touch yourselves all you want. And I wanna watch."



I went to town on my cocks. Steven and David began rubbing themselves through their pants. I put on a show for them, as the cock in my hand spurted it's load into my mouth. I felt the one in my ass do the same. I pushed myself up off it, and let the cream drip out of my pussy onto the stage. I got on stage and lapped up my sweet mixture like a cat, and then cleaned my dildo off with my tongue and my mouth. 



They couldn't resist any longer their dicks were out, and they were jerking off. I went to the rack and grabbed 2 more cocks, I handed them each one.



"The rules say you can't put your cocks in me. But my mom didn't say anything about fucking me with these."



I pulled down my panties, got on all fours, and wiggled my ass. They were on me, like dogs on a piece of meat dropped on the floor. Steven stroked his cock, while plunging my ass with the dildo, and David jerked himself at my face while fucking my mouth with the other dildo. Both dildos came about the same time. I swallowed the tasty goo, but kept the goo in my ass right where it was. I had a treat planned for these little helpers. They both went back to the rack and wheeled it over next to, me and quickly blew through the entire rack, filling me with sweetness. I then reached up, and stroked David to completion. Making sure he cam on my face. He collapsed on the floor in ecstasy. Steven moved around in front and I did the same with him. Both boys lie panting on the floor. I wiped their cum off my face and ate it. I As I saw their senses return, I unleashed my plan for them.



"Now, unless you want me to tell my dad that you both double teamed me, and forced me to take your cocks, and came all over his sweet little girls face, you will do exactly what I say..."



They both looked horrified. But I was enjoying this.



I pointed my ass at them, and pushed a little of the cream pie out of my pussy. 



"Clean all this sweet goo out my pussy, and I won't say a word."



They took turns eating my ass. It felt good on many levels. Physically it was very nice, but I was drunk on power. This hot bod was a weapon, and I was just now learning to use it. Steven had his face buried in my pussy when Riley walked in.



"Kendra!"



Steven scooted away from me, as he and David pulled up their pants. I rolled onto my side, and pouted.



"What? You said no penetration. I never had their cocks in me, not once. Check the cameras."



Riley stood there with her arms folded. Glaring at me.



"Boys, I think you'd better leave before her father comes home."



They gathered up their clothes and hurried out, as I lay there casually, licking my fingers.



"Kendra, the point of this was to learn to exercise restraint."



"Oh? See, I thought the point of all of this was to make me a cock-hungry slut, like you, Riley."



She pulled the remote from the pocket of her jacket, and shocked the living hell out of me. I lay there convulsing, as Riley came and squatted over me.



"Kendra, I realize the hormones coursing through your system can make you a little moody, so I've cut you a little slack. But the point of all of this is for you to learn your place in your new life. You will do what I tell you, when I tell you. Understood?"



"Yes, mother," I whimpered 



"Good. Now on your feet. You still need to learn to dance, and I guess I'll have to teach you myself now."



The hormones. I had completely forgotten that Patrick had injected me with female hormones when they did all this to me. That explained a few things, but not why after I was shocked I couldn't remember what my name used to be. I tried really hard. I knew my name wasn't Kendra, but I couldn't remember what it was, or what I looked like before this. It just had to be like post traumatic stress or something. I shook it off.



I pulled up my panties, and got to my feet. Riley put on a pole dancing instructional video, and climbed on stage as the music pulsed. She strutted and danced her way through the first routine on the stage. She was amazing! I could never do that. I expressed as much.



"I don't think I have that in me."



"Sweetie I couldn't dance at all when I met your father. This is how I learned, and you can do it too. Now get up here, and I'll walk you through the routine."



I climbed the stairs at the side of the stage, and joined Riley on stage. She showed me how to shift my weight so I could dance in heels without slipping and falling. I still fell a couple of times, and I couldn't do the splits the way she could. We worked on it for about two hours, and then we sat on the end of the stage, and drank bottled water - exhausted.



"You're really good at this, Kendra. It took me at least a week to nail down most of things you picked up right away."



I blushed a little.



"Well, maybe you just didn't have as good a teacher. I wish I could move like you. It's incredibly sexy."



I noticed her checking out my body. She realized I noticed, and changed the subject. She gestured to the spent dildos on the floor.



"I watched you seduce those boys on the security system. I have to say, I was very impressed. You're a natural tease," Riley said with genuine admiration.



"It's not teasing if you really want it," I prodded back.



We both laughed. She seemed so much more at ease than at any other time I'd been with her. I could see us becoming friends if not for this whole fucked up situation. She was the only other girl in this whole mess - the only role model I had to learn from. And as much as I hated it, I really wanted to be more like her.



I leaned over and kissed her passionately. We made out. I reached into her undies, and pulled her cock out. I went down on her, sucking her off passionately. I opened her blouse, pulled her tits out, and gently sucked them. She untied my top, and returned the favor. I then moved onto tonguing her ass-pussy, while jerking her off. She threw her head back and moaned wildly. I continued until I suspected she was close to climax, and then I stopped. Stood up, and stared at her, a glint in my eye. She looked up at me in confusion like a hurt lover, not a cruel mistress.



"Why'd you stop?"



"How do you think Patrick would react if he found out that you're in love with me?"



Riley stammered, "How did you...? No, it's not like that. I...I..."



"You what?"



She struggled to speak, her mouth formed words but no sound came out. She had revealed too much already as it was. I cut her off.



"Because if he knew, we'd both wind up his slaves. And right now I need your help to get out of here. So... I won't tell if you won't." 



I smiled and then walked away, shaking my ass the way she had just shown me on stage - leaving Riley to awkwardly contemplate my insight.



I crossed the hall to my room, tying my top back into place. I was only guessing about Riley's feeling for me, but I had been right. Riley's admission of her soft spot for me gave me hope. I could make it through the rest of this - survive what they were trying to do to me until I could escape. Go to the authorities. My fingerprints were on file, I could prove I was me. After everything I'd been through in here, I could handle any condescension, or snide remarks, or demeaning looks I might get from the police. I could change my name officially... be a porn star on my own terms. Maybe go to Frank and Tommy, and work for them as an actress. I hadn't signed anything yet. I could clearly handle the sex part. I couldn't get my life back, but Kendra could at least set me free from all of this. 



My alarm clock beeped to tell me to put the pump back on, clean out my hiney, and get ready for dinner in an hour. I took my top off, rubbed the cocoa butter on my tits, Strapped the suction machine on. And went to the bathroom. I hopped up on the bidet, and this time I noticed a magazine rack with all kinds of glamour magazines, hair and makeup tips, etc. I picked on up and thumbed through it, while the nozzle cleaned me out. When it was finished, I laid down on my bed with the magazine, reading article after article, bookmarking the hair styles, outfits, and make-up I liked. I gave up half my cum to the boys, so I was starving. I wished dinner would hurry up and get here.



Riley came in. She was very cold to me this time.



"Dinner's ready." 



She walked out. I set the magazine down, and went to visit Fabrizio and Bruno for dinner. 



When I finished, neither Riley nor Patrick were standing there waiting to inform me of the next cruel installment of their plan. So I snooped around the parts of the house I hadn't yet seen. In the family room there were drapes covering what I thought were sliding glass patio doors. I drew them back to find it was just a wall painted to look like a view of a backyard with a luxurious swimming pool and garden area.



I moved on to the play room. This was very similar to the bondage room where I had spent the night, but much more elaborate. I hoped not to be spending a lot of time in here.



There were two more doors. One that looked like the front door, and one leading to what I assumed was the garage. I began to wonder why someone would go to such elaborate lengths to make a set this complex. But then I remembered Patrick's penchant for elaborate practical jokes, and he would of course be this elaborate with his torment. I did kind of wonder where he had gotten the money from to do all this, when Riley called my name from upstairs.



"Kendra."



I rushed upstairs. I walked into my room, and found Riley now dressed as a dominatrix in full Black PVC catsuit, PVC thigh high boots, vamped-up hair and make-up,a whip attached to her hip. A chill went down my spine. I froze in my tracks. Riley smiled.



"Don't worry, sweetie. This isn't for you. I have a client meeting I have to go to. Let me help you with your harness."



I approached her slowly, and turned around. She unhooked the pump. I looked down at my big beautiful C-cup breasts. As she put the pump away, I admired myself in the mirror. She stripped me down, unlocked my shoes, unbraided my hair, and pushed me toward the bathroom.



"Jump in the shower sweetie. I'll lay out your clothes for tonight."



I showered. It felt so good. I had never showered in this body. I relished the feel of my curves as I worked the soap all over. I washed my hair, for the first time feeling the places where the extensions were tied into my roots. I toweled off, blow dried my hair, it was beautiful, and full. Riley came in, and helped me curl my hair, and showed me how to do the slutty big hair porn star look that I had woken up with that first day. She then did my make-up - again, making me look like I did when I first woke up. I started to worry. And then she slipped a pair of hand cuffs on me.



"What's going on?" I asked



"Just a surprise sweetie."



She quickly gagged me with a black ball gag as I squirmed to get free. She dressed me in a bondage harness, PVC boots that came to my mid calf, PVC opera gloves, and then an arm binder. She replaced my pink collar with a freshly charged black one, also with an O-ring in front. She attached a leash to the collar. She opened my door, and I could hear the low rumble of a gathering downstairs. Now I was really worried. In the evening I was to entertain guests...



Riley led me downstairs, and into the family room where I was tunned to see all my male friends were gathered, drinking cocktails, and talking. Patrick tapped his glass with his ring, and a hush settled about the room as I was brought in and presented.



"By now I'm sure you're all familiar with my daughter Kendra. I've brought you all here so that you could examine her in person, as well as show you the things we're doing to make her ready to serve your needs."



I squirmed and complained through the gag. Patrick pressed a button on the wall and a thin cable lowered that Riley attached to my cuffs. She then cuffed my ankles to a spreader bar, and I was forced to stand in the middle of the room while everyone gawked at me, with lust. 



Patrick hit a button on the remote and the screensaver on the big screen TV gave way to a highlight video that had been edited from all the footage patrick had so far. My transformation, my seduction by Patrick, and all my training thus far today.



"Gentlemen, as you can see, Kendra is well on her way to becoming every man's dream. A perfect obedient slave that will happily help you live out any fantasy you may have. Some of you may have known her from her previous life, but I assure you, in time she will neither care nor remember you as her former friends, but will instead only see you as a client that needs personal attention."



Fucking bastards! I struggled to get free, but it was useless. Instead of being a common whore they were turning me into a fuck doll, a fetish queen for hire. Well, I didn't care what they thought they could make me do or feel, I was not going to play along anymore. Patrick hit the wall button, and it pulled my arms up forcing me forward and down till I was stuck there with my arms up behind me, my bare ass sticking out and my legs spread. I struggled. and squirmed and screamed through the gag.



"Now, I'm sure you all have questions, and are eager to inspect the merchandise. So feel free to give Kendra a good once over. The prices, and details for scheduling a session are on the pamphlets you were given earlier. So by all means, my daughter is eager to have your hands on her, so at your leisure, indulge her, and enjoy the rest of the party." 



For nearly 2 hours their hands were all over me, feeling the softness of my skin, squeezing my tits, and pinching my nipples, stroking my glued down cock, and fingering my ass. Then came the main event, as Riley pulled out her cock, and all of them cheered while she fucked me. I fought it desperately, but Riley knew me well enough, she'd studied all my buttons, and knew she could make me cum. She brought me to climax, and then came on my face. Applause erupted. Riley slapped my ass as she walked past, and the addressed the room.



"Gentlemen, as you can see from the video, and the live demonstration that Kendra is built for pleasure, and her body can accommodate any fantasy you may have. I want to thank you all for coming. You may book your appointments through Patrick. We will require a 50% deposit for your first session, the remainder is due when you arrive for your appointment. Thank you for your time, we look forward to make you all very happy."



She rubbed my ass, as everyone filed out. They left me tied up there, as she and Patrick said good night to everyone, and they all left. I wasn't going to cry. I was too pissed. Patrick and Riley came back into the room. Riley pulled the gag out of my mouth.



"I won't do it," I spat. "I won't let you do this to me."



Patrick laughed.



"Sweetie, you don't realize what you're up against, do you? Tell me your name, the name you went by before you became ours."



I tried to remember but I couldn't.



"You can't remember can you?"



I began crying in frustration. Why couldn't I remember my fucking name?



"I want to show you something,"



He queued up another video. 



"Are you familiar with Pavlov's dog? Pavlov pioneered the science of conditioning. That certain stimuli combined with pleasure could induce autonomic behavior in animals. Well humans work the same way."



He played me a video of an eastern european scientist discussing a brainwashing technique he called "seeding". He described it as a variant of what governments used to create assassins. That their identities were erased, and new ones implanted. And then the video changed to Riley's conditioning. Aaron was dressed as a girl, A very well hung man fucked Aaron, while Aaron screamed at Patrick to let him go, Patrick shocked him with the same collar he was using on me. Aaron stopped screaming and instead whimpered through the abuse. The date on the video changed, and Aaron was more compliant while being fucked, but still refused to suck Patrick's cock, another date skip. Aaron was beginning to look more like Riley, and he was moaning with pleasure as He fucked himself with a dildo while sucking Patrick's cock. 



Patrick put his cock in my ass, and fucked me slowly while he spoke.



"As you can see. Anyone can be broken. But Riley learned from her sessions, and has stepped everything up a notch. You see, Riley still remembers her name, and who she was before she was Riley. But you won't, Kendra. Even though I'm telling you how it will be done, It won't change anything. You see in the cum we've been feeding you, there are two substances. One is a mild psychotropic. The other is a chemical found in ecstasy that acts on the pleasure centers of your brain, it's also mildly addictive. So it takes months of heavy dosages for the addiction to get a firm hold... the kind of dosages you'll be getting over the next 3 months."



He fucked me harder, and continued.



"These chemicals, combined with the hormones coursing through your system, and the electro shock therapy we've been administering, will eventually erase all traces of your former personality, and replace it with Kendra. You're already feeling those effects now."



He fucked me even harder while Riley spoke.



"You've already begun equating cocks and cum as food and pleasure, you can't remember your old name because in your mind now, your real name is Kendra. After a few more days, you'll only be able to refer to us as Mommy and Daddy in your mind, after that, you'll forget all about your old life, and all you'll know is that you are our little girl, and that your ultimate goal in life is to become a porn princess, and help build daddy's empire with your fucking and sucking."



I came before Patrick finished. I didn't want to. I wanted to scream, but couldn't. All I could think about was cock, and how I needed more.



"Don't stop, Daddy. Fuck me harder," the words came out of my mouth as If I was now a passenger, and someone else controlled my body. Riley scooped her cold cum off my face and fed it to me. I sucked her finger greedily, the taste was half sweet. I hated that it was sweet. Their plan was working. I was a fool. Patrick pulled out, and came in my mouth. I savored the sweet, tangy flavor before swallowing. I was doomed. I fought it. Tried to clear my head. As patrick put his cock away, and fired up the TV. He played a video summary of my decisions of the day.

<hr pg="4" />"As you can see here, Kendra. Far too often when you are asked to do something you hesitate. This is unacceptable. You have not completed all your chores yet today, and times almost up, family time could become ugly if you don't get more cock in you soon."



Patrick looked at me as is he was expecting me to say something.



"See that's exactly what I'm talking about. You should have immediately begged for cocks to be shoved into you. You did not. This disappoints me. After all the shock treatments you've had today, I would think you'd be more compliant, apparently we need to up the voltage."



Patrick turned a knob on his shock remote. I shook my head violently.



"Daddy, no. Please I need more cock in me."



"A little late for that, don't you think?"



"Please, Daddy!" I pleaded.



He brought up one more video clip. I was me and Riley making out, and my confrontation with her.



"You must never let your mother go un-satisfied. Also, your mother told me of the your delusion that she 's in love with you. It's easy for young girls like you to mistake a mother's love for something else. But I will not tolerate your insubordination."



He hit the remote button, and the world spun around me. I lost all sense of direction, my whole body was racked with pain. I couldn't remember where I was, how I'd gotten here. As things began to clear, I saw Riley positioning a fucking machine with a massive dildo on it up to my ass. I was ball gagged again. 



"So Kendra, since you did not complete your chores, and we do not feel you are progressing according to plan, rather than spending a nice evening giving your mommy and daddy pleasure, you will be punished. You will be fucked by this rather large dildo for the next 2 hours until bedtime comes."



Riley pushed the head of the monster cock into my ass. It was as bad as the one I was forced to ride my first night here. My ass was on fire. I squirmed trying to get some relief.



"I want you to remember this. And maybe tomorrow you'll complete your chores, follow commands without hesitation, respect your mom and dad, and pursue your studies with more passion."



Riley was rigging something up to my collar. I felt alligator clips pinch my nipples. I screamed in pain through the gag. The initial pain subsided a bit after a few minutes, and then the cock in my ass began to pump me, I was in agony. Riley pulled the gag out and let it hand around my neck.



"Mommy please, help me."



Riley stroked my hair.



"But Kendra darling, I am helping you."



Patrick sat on the chair in front of me.



"Now we're going to work on your reaction time. If your answers don't come fast enough, or are not correct you will get shocked, understood?"



"Yes, daddy", I gasped quickly.



"Good. What is your name?"



"Kendra."



"What do you want more than anything else in the world, Kendra?"



"I don't know... cock"



Patrick shocked the shit out of me.



"Wrong answer."



I didn't know what answer he wanted, so I started crying.



"I'm sorry, Daddy. I don't know what you want me say."



He shocked me again. I couldn't think. I mumbled something about being a slut and got another shock. I said to be a Porn Princess - another shock. I was at a loss. I cried desperately.



"I'll be a good little girl, Daddy. Whatever you want, just don't shock me again, please Daddy."



He stopped, and smiled. Mommy stroked my hair. She stopped the fucking machine, and pulled it out of my ass. She removed the nipple clamps, and untied me. I looked up at the clock. It was 10pm. Had it been 2 hours already. I must have lost time. Daddy picked me up in is arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and nuzzled him.



He carried me upstairs. He laid me on my bed. I curled up into a ball as he left. Mommy stayed behind to help me dress for bed. She removed all my clothes. Made me clean out my hiney. She inserted the same large butt plug I had woken up with inside me. She then dressed me in my night time clothes which consisted of a clean pink corset, cinched so tight I could barely breathe, white lace top thigh highs, and a baby blue baby-doll nightie. She kissed me on the forehead, and sat me at my desk to write in my journal.



"You know everything that is required of you, now. Make daddy happy, and this will never happen again. Tomorrow's another day. Mommy and Daddy can make life so wonderful for you. Or everyday can end like this. It's your choice."



I wrote everything that had happened that day in my journal. I wasn't sure any of it came out coherent. I handed my journal to Mommy. She took it, and left. The door locked behind her. I went and sat on my bed. Everything was in a fog. I soon felt naked and empty, I needed something, but I couldn't put my finger on it. Almost like a zombie I walked in a daze to my toy box, and pulled a cock out. I sucked on it. All I could think about was how good it felt in my mouth. It relaxed me, and a warm feeling came over me. I was happy. I used it as a pacifier, and feel asleep.



CONTINUED IN PART 3

