MY DAUGHTER WENDY – part 12 by bager
The sound of my door opening woke me, Adrian walked in carrying a tray; he gave a friendly smile and put the tray down on a bedside table. I went to move but found that Wendy was still sleeping on top of me. Adrian nodded ‘good morning’ and quietly left the room.
I was puzzled over what he might have thought, but then put that out of my mind, I gently shook Wendy who opened her eyes . . . there was a look in them . . . a look of fear?
“Wendy it’s alright, you just fell asleep in my bed that’s all.” I said smiling.
“You’re not mad at me are you?” Wendy asked and I could see her eyes start to water.
I shook my head at her words, “Mad at you? Why should I be? You are my Wendy Darling nothing you do will make me angry with you.” I said softly.
My words made her smile and she threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. “Oh daddy, I thought you’d be angry because I tricked you last night.” She said between kisses.
“Never darling, although I will have a few words with that . . .” My words were stopped by the target of my thoughts entering the room with her mother; both were still naked and smiling at us.
“Hello daddy John. Is Wendy feeling better today?” Tania said, “She was so sad because I had you inside me before she did.
I looked down at my daughter, “Were you really?” I asked her she nodded, “But that’s no reason to want to give me your . . . your virginity was it?” I asked softly.
“I didn’t want HIM to take it, and you’re my daddy!” Wendy said. Then she looked to the bedside table where her pendant was lying, “I suppose I can’t wear that anymore.” She said regrettably.
“Of course you can!” Janet said coming up beside us and holding onto Wendy’s shoulders, “It’s there to say to other men, hand’s off. It isn’t a badge of virginity; it can be used as an indicator of sexual orientation.” She said, but at Wendy’s look she added, “Some girls prefer to be with girls only, that pendant helps to keep men at a distance.”
“That’s true, I remember one girl who forgot to wear it . . . but I’ll tell you about her later.” Tania said and withered under Janet’s look.
“Much later I hope, now Wendy I think you have to have a word with Elizabeth later today, John I wonder if you’ll like to come to work with me while Wendy’s there?” I nodded my agreement
“What about me?” Tania said.
“Well you’re going to school soon aren’t you? So there’s no problem there.” Janet said sweetly.
“That’s not fair! I thought I’d have more time with daddy John.” Tania complained.
“Life isn’t fair, now unless you’re being Lady Go diva again you’d better get dressed.” Janet said and then turned back to Wendy and me, “I think Elizabeth’s arranging for you Wendy to be in the same class as Tania for the rest of the week.
I felt Wendy about to protest and tapped her on her head. “It would be better for you to interact with other girls.” I told her.
“And they’ll love to meet you, ‘cause we never get to meet strangers normally.” Tania said excited at the thought of Wendy joining her I supposed.
“I’m not strange!” Wendy said and then winced “But I am sore . . . you know down there.” She added.
Janet looked concerned and gently lifted Wendy from me, “Will you let me look at you, just to make sure there’s nothing seriously wrong?” She asked.
Wendy bit her lip and looked back at me, “It’s alright Wendy, and Janet’s only going to look.” I told her. She looked up at Janet and then nodded her head.
Janet moved Wendy to a sitting position on the edge of the bed and then squatted down to peer between Wendy’s open legs. “Tania will you get that doctor’s mirror and also some of that ointment from my bedside cabinet please.” She said sounding all-professional now.
Tania quickly ran from the room but returned within seconds with the items that Janet had asked for, “Here you are mummy.” She said handing them over.
“Thank you darling. Now Wendy just relax and let me touch you.” Janet said putting the band of the mirror over her head and adjusting it so that the reflected light highlighted Wendy’s pussy and the area around it.
Wendy looked towards me and so I got out of the bed and sat besides her holding her hand.
“Well that’s look’s okay, there’s some damage but that’s to be expected, I’m just going to rub this antiseptic cream it will also help with any pain.” She said and then I felt Wendy shiver as the cool of the cream touched her pussy. Janet looked up and smiled, “Better?” She asked, Wendy nodded, and went to get up. “No, not just yet.” Janet told her and then bent forward, she kissed Wendy’s pussy. “There, all better” She asked.
Wendy smiled and then said, “Thank you mummy Janet.” Before getting up and running off with Tania, leaving a shocked Janet to watch after her,
“Well! What made her call me that?” Janet said.
I shrugged, “If Tania can call me daddy John I don’t see why Wendy can’t call you mummy Janet.” I said smiling, “Coffee?” I added pointing to the tray with its two cups.
Janet smiled, “Yes please, but one of those was meant for Wendy.” She said. I handed her a cup and sipped at mine. It was nicer than I thought it would be!
Janet left the room and allowed me to get dressed, I was interrupted by Tania and Wendy entering the room, both dressed in a school uniform and both giggling. “So what’s so funny?” I asked them, as I stood before them in boxers, a tee shirt and a pair of socks.
“Nothing daddy John!” Tania said and Wendy was saying
“It is really nothing daddy!” but both girls giggled.
I pointed at Tania and gestured her over. She made a sideways turn and crept closer to me, almost tempting me to grab her. A temptation that I gave into “No daddy John, I’ve got to get to school!” Tania protested, “Wendy, help me!” She appealed to my daughter.
I looked at her and raised an eyebrow, Wendy noticed and then shook her head, “I can’t Tania, and daddy doesn’t want me to.”
I smiled at the wriggling child in my arms, “You see Tania at least one person here knows how to behave . . . now what was so funny?” I asked Tania.
“My lips are sealed, you can’t make me talk.” Tania blustered away, but I could feel how she angled her body away from me and knew what she was trying to hide from me. I pulled her onto my lap and then raised her skirt to reveal her naked backside.
“Mummy says I’m going to be late for school.” Tania warned me as I raised my hand.
“And what would they do at school if you turned up without your underwear?” I asked her.
“Get told off, probably smacked and placed on display in the class.” Tania said and I could feel her smiling.
“You like being on display.” I asked her and she nodded.
“Oh yes, everyone’s watching you and seeing how long you can stay in position.” She said, which piqued my interest
“What happens if you can’t stay in position?” I asked her.
“Three stripes and a larger butt-plug!” she said, “I managed to take a size 7 once!” She added with pride.
“Do you have a size 3?” I asked her after smacking her three times.
“Yes daddy John?” She said in an enquiring tone, “Why?” She asked.
“I want to see it, now go and bring it here along with some jelly.” I ordered her, she quickly ran off.
“Why do you want some jelly daddy? Do you have any ice-cream?” Wendy asked
I laughed and shook my head, “It’s KY jelly, and it makes things slippery. In America they have Jell-O and ice-cream, Jelly is their name for Jam.” I informed her
She frowned, “Why can’t they speak English daddy?” She wisely asked.
I smiled at her and then pulled her over my lap and raised her skirt, just as I thought she was following Tania’s lead and had left her underwear off. “Because that’s how they are darling, and while you’re with me I want you to be dressed at all times.” I said and gave her three smacks. “Now put your knickers on!” I ordered her.
She smiled at me and nodded, running off before I could enquire further – I mean why would she be happy that I smacked her, I’d have to ask someone and soon.
Both girls returned, and I noticed that Tania was also bringing in a pair of panty type underwear along with a black rubber ‘thing’ and a tube of KY jell. “Here you are daddy john.” She said sweetly handing me the thing and the tube.
It was large! I mean how could she have one of these up inside her, and then I looked at the base. A number 5 was emblazoned on the base. “This is the wrong one Tania!” I told her but she shook her head. “Alright, you may remove it at lunchtime” I said pulling her over my lap again. I put a generous amount of the lube onto the rubber bung and also anointed her anus with the glide, conscious all the time of Wendy watching the proceedings.
“Relax now Tania.” I said and positioned the plug against her sphincter, using a finger to start entry, and then quickly pulling the finger out and pushing the plug home.
“Whoa!” Exclaimed Tania as she felt the bung filling her. I then took her panties and threaded them onto her legs, pulling them up snugly onto her body. I let her stand up, helping her support herself with the extra weight in her.
I turned to Wendy who was now staring wide-eyed at her friend. “Well young lady,” I asked her.
Wendy lifted up her skirt to show that she was now wearing a similar pair of panties, “Okay daddy?” She asked.
I nodded, “Perfect Wendy darling.” In addition, I pulled her close to me and hugged her, a small cry from Tania told me she was feeling left out so I opened an arm to her and pulled her into the hug as well.
Which was how Janet found us as she was looking for Tania, “I do hope you’re ready for school, you know they said that you’d be punished if you weren’t dressed properly, and they’re going to check.”
Tania smiled back at Janet, “It’s alright mummy, daddy John’s already told me off, and is punishing me now!” She said.
At Janet’s withering look I had to smile, “It’s quite true Janet, I put Tania’s knickers on myself . . .” I could see the picture that would create and so I amended my words, “I put her panties onto Tania personally.” I said.
“And just where are her knickers?” Janet asked which made the girls laugh. I just reached behind Tania and raised her skirt; Janet inspected the flattened part and then pulled the garment away so that she could see the plug there, “A 5?” She asked Tania.
“Daddy John asked for a 3, but I didn’t think that was good enough, so I brought this for him, he didn’t really know what size it was.” She tried to defend me but I shook my head to Janet.
“That’s alright Tania, I’ll tell the school so that they can release you later.” Janet said.
“I suggested lunchtime, I do hope she has gymnastics this morning?” I said smiling.
However, Tania shook her head, “Nope, just art No hard movements in that.” She said sighing softly.
A wicked thought came to mind and I voiced it, “Well you could always volunteer to be a model for them.” I said
Tania turned to her mother and cocked her head to one side. “I’ll phone them.” Janet promised and then had to step back as Tania nearly knocked her over in glee.
“Books I’ve got to get my books!” Tania said as she ran from the room.
Janet shook her head as she watched her daughter. “I think she’s wanted to do that for some time, she never had the impetus before.” She said to Wendy and me.
“So I’m giving her ideas is that what you’re saying?” I asked Janet.
“Of course you are, you’ve no idea how much Tania looks up to you, do you!” Janet said, “All the time we’ve been away from you she’s been saying what you would do if she misbehaves.” She smiled at me, “And she’s right you know.”
“She is.” I asked slightly puzzled.
“Oh yes, you’ve treated her just as she hoped you would. And for that we both thank you.” Janet said approaching us and then kissing me. “Thank you John.”
“Mummy! I’m going to be late!” Tania said from the doorway, books in hand and tapping her foot slightly.
“I’m coming Tania, don’t forget to say goodbye to Wendy and John.” Janet said.
“Bye daddy John, bye Wendy. I’ll see you after school.” Tania said and quickly ran off.
“I’ll be back soon.” Janet said and followed her daughter.
“Were you ever this eager to go to school?” I asked Wendy.
To my surprise, she nodded and dropped her eyes. “Only because it got me away from THEM for some hours.” She said.
I hugged my daughter, “I’m sorry Wendy, and I’m going to make sure that never happens again.”
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