MY DAUGHTER WENDY – part 13 by bager
I had to see Elizabeth first, to confess I suppose; she sat there watching me like some wise owl.
“Could you have done anything to stop either of them?” Was her first question?
I thought for a moment, “Well I could have said no to Tania and fought against her I suppose, but what if I hurt her? I couldn’t do that to her.” I said, “And once she handcuffed my wrists to the headboard the only thing left was my feet, and no – I wasn’t going to use them on a defenseless young girl!” I continued.
Elizabeth nodded, “Well then if you couldn’t stop them . . . did you enjoy what they did?” She asked. I think my mouth dropped open at that point as Elizabeth laughed aloud, “I don’t know why you’re so shocked, why did you bother to tell me?”
I admit I was stumped, “Err . . . I didn’t want . . . I mean . . . I suppose I needed reassuring, I didn’t want you to start calling the police when Wendy told you.” I said lamely.
I noticed that Elizabeth was looking at something on her desk while I was speaking because she seemed distracted, but she looked up and smiled at me, “From the way she’s acting I don’t think any real damage has been done . . . mentally that is, what treatment did she get afterwards?”
“Afterwards . . . Oh I see, sorry I must be dense. Janet checked her and rubbed something onto her.” I said finding I was starting to go numb.
Elizabeth nodded, “Good then the examination that Little Cat is giving her shouldn’t be too bad then!” She beckoned me over to behind her desk, where I could see the screen – it was a screen she was watching – properly.
Wendy was slightly worried, her dad had brought her to this house saying that Elizabeth wanted to talk to her about her mother and . . . and HIM. However, mummy had always said that she was not to tell anyone; if she did that, she would be taken away by the police, and then locked up. If she dose not want that to happen she should never spoke about her home life. She did not know what she should do, because she loved her daddy and did not want to see him taken away!
Wendy sat on a chair outside Elizabeth’s room, swinging her legs while she tried to sort out what to do, she was so wrapped up in her thought that she didn’t hear the young – or rather older – girl walk up to her.
“Why so down?” Little Cat asked Wendy, bending down to look into Wendy’s eyes.
“Because!” Wendy said quietly and then added, “I’m slightly scared.”
“Oh . . . like that is it? First time?” Little Cat persisted.
“No, I’ve been scared before!” Wendy said automatically.
“Not bad! When did you see Police Squad?” Little Cat laughingly said.
Wendy smiled slightly, “I managed to see the T.V. series, but I only saw a few of them.” She said.
Little Cat looked thoughtful and then said, “I think I’ve got some upstairs, want to come and watch?”
Wendy shook her head, “I don’t think I’d better, daddy asked me to sit here.” She said.
“Oh he’s going to be some time with my mistress, but don’t worry she’ll find you when she’s ready, come on!” In addition, Little Cat grabbed Wendy’s unresisting arm, tugging on it to drag her away.
“I should really stay you know.” Wendy tried to protest but found herself unable to stop Little Cat from pulling her upstairs
She found herself in; well it was more of an apartment than a bedroom. Little Cat gave a shy smile as she sat Wendy onto a bed; she then started to look through some videotapes. She gave a cry of success as she produced a tape, which she then loaded into a machine. She turned on the television and then joined Wendy on the bed.
The two watched the programme and then Wendy found that Little Cat’s hand was on her leg, it did not do anything, it just rested there.
“Look at his white hair, he must be very old.” Little Cat said softly into Wendy’s ear, “I wonder how big his cock is?” She added.
The question was a surprise to Wendy, she had not thought of other men before . . . well apart from HIM . . . and her dad of course.
“I suppose with age comes experience, some of the young boys I’ve looked after just start to pump away and never think of me at all, haven’t you found that?” Little Cat said conversationally.
“Err . . . not really?” Wendy said her tone making Little Cat turn to look at her.
“Have you ever had sex?” She asked in a low tone. Wendy lowered her head, she was ashamed to talk about such a subject with this girl, and she would think that she was stupid. “Hey it’s no biggie, I’ve known lots of girls who’re virgins, and it’s not a disease or anything.” She said trying to make Wendy feel better.
“I’ve . . . only . . . only . . . just once, with daddy.” Wendy managed to say softly.
“When? I mean if you don’t mind telling me.” Little Cat asked.
“Last night . . . I wanted him to but he would not and Tania said she knew how to get him to and so she did and then . . .” The words came out in a rush and Wendy only stopped when Little Cat raised her hands.
“Whoa girl, take a breath . . . now slowly and from the beginning, what happened last night?” Little Cat asked.
Wendy looked at the girl watching her and saw love in them; whatever love was for Little Cat, so she hesitatingly began her story . . .
“So your daddy didn’t even know that it was you he was doing.” Little Cat said – although the story had fired up her body.
“No, when he saw me his eyes went wide, I think he tried to get me off but it just pushed him deeper.” Wendy said her voice no longer low.
“Oh wow! Did you cum then?” Little Cat asked.
“Oh not then, but I did later when he . . .” Wendy started to say but then stopped herself.
“Yeah the second time’s always better, once they’ve spurted it take longer to recharge, so you can always get yourself off while they’re working away.” Little Cat said, her tone made Wendy giggle. “Say, isn’t it warm in here.” Little Cat added starting one of the most used lines in the world.
Wendy did feel hot, whether from the retelling of her story or the actual heat of the room – Elizabeth kept the rooms slightly warmer than normal during the day to keep the girls out of their bedrooms. This time it was helping Little Cat.
“I am a bit warm.” Wendy admitted and then found that Little Cat was removing her blouse.
“There’s no need for us to get our clothes sweaty is there?” Little Cat said as she folded Wendy’s blouse neatly. “Would you mind undoing my dress? I can’t reach the buttons.” She then asked Wendy.
Wendy found herself undoing the buttons down the back of Little Cat’s dress and then watched as Little Cat undressed herself, Wendy almost gasped out loud when she saw that Little Cat was now naked.
“What’s wrong? There’s no-one around but us.” Little Cat said tugging at Wendy’s skirt.
“But you’re . . . you’re undressed.” Wendy said, “I was told never to let people see me undressed except for mummy and . . . and . . .” She could not say the word now.
“Did they hit you? And hurt you?” Little Cat asked in a concerned voice. Wendy lowered her head ashamed to reply. Little Cat put her hand under Wendy’s chin and raised her head, “I am a slave to my mistress, I know what it’s like to be abused, trust me you have friends here who will help you, all you have to do is to let it go, just let it go!” She said softly.
Wendy decided to put her trust in to this naked girl in whose arms she was lying, she opened her mouth and spoke. “When I was eight my mummy told me that I had to thank my . . . she called him my daddy but he wasn’t, he wasn’t!”
Little Cat hugged Wendy, feeling their skin touching, she gently reached around Wendy’s body and started to undo the buttons on the skirt. “It’s okay Wendy, don’t worry, he isn’t here.” Little Cat crooned into Wendy’s ear, calming the younger girl.
“Any way I had to thank HIM for allowing us to stay with HIM. I was to undress and go to him, or else I’d be thrown out of HIS house, I was told that I’d have no where to go because my daddy . . . my REAL daddy . . . was dead in prison for what he did to me.” Wendy was crying away now.
“I didn’t want to do it, but mummy shouted at me and pulled down my knickers before taking me to HIM and then she spanked me on my botty, until I had to say yes!”
Little Cat pulled Wendy closer to her cradling the younger girl, “You couldn’t stop her, and you were too young to really understand what was happening, it wasn’t your fault.” She said.
“But it has to be, I mean why else would they take my mummy away?” Wendy sobbed.
“Didn’t you want her to stop?” Little Cat asked.
“I did, but it wasn’t really her . . . it was HIM. At first, he would smile as mummy made me turn in front of HIM. After a couple of weeks, HE was holding me as HE turned me around. HIS hands were all over me. HE seemed to like my botty and pouchy.” She shivered as she said this. “One day after mummy had given me a bath she started to push something into my botty! It hurt me, but she wouldn’t stop.”
Little Cat knew how badly a dildo could feel, except she had been prepared for it – her heart went out to Wendy as she had no warning and wouldn’t have understood exactly what was being done to her. She held the girl tighter.
“Every night when I had a bath she would push that thing into me, she told me she was preparing me for . . . HIS . . . tummy . . . stick.”
“Tummy stick?” enquired Little Cat,
“She meant his peanut . . . no his penis – that was it!” Wendy said,
Little Cat decided that she would have to push this slightly. “I see she was stretching you so that he could have your ass!” She said as she laying back on the bed pulling an unresisting Wendy with her, “Didn’t she give you any pleasure while she did that?” She asked.
Wendy shook her head, “Never, it wasn’t until daddy rubbed me that I felt something good . . . down there.” She said and the covered her mouth with her hand, “I didn’t tell you that. Don’t let them take daddy away!” She tried to move but Little Cat stopped her.
“No-one’s going to take your daddy away, not here. Relax, and let me help you.” Little Cat said and moved her hand over Wendy’s body, feeling the tenseness of the young girl.
Wendy did not know what to do as she felt Little Cat’s hand dipping under the fabric of her knickers, gently touching her pouchy . . . NO! Her pussy that sounded better to her now! Pouchy and botty were names her mother called them; she was not going to be like her mother!
Little cat sensed the difference in Wendy, a change that she also felt as Wendy turned her head and kissed Little Cat’s cheek.
“Do you want me to carry on?” Little Cat asked Wendy nodded, “Then you’re going to lose these!” Little Cat gently placed Wendy on the bed and then pulled her underwear down the girls’ legs. She then started back up Wendy’s legs, kissing the girls’ flesh every few inches.
Wendy enjoyed the sensations that Little Cat was giving her, then she arched her back when Little Cat reached her pussy, digging her tongue in deep before focusing on the young girls clitoris, licking and nibbling on it, in fact it came as a shock when Wendy went rigid with the pleasure – it happened so fast that Little Cat couldn’t believe it.
“Wow, when you cum you really cum don’t you.” Little Cat said but Wendy did not answer her, instead she remembered her lessons with Tania and was turning her body around so that she could see Little Cat’s pussy and she started to pay back the pleasure she had felt. On the television, as action played on they were not looking at the TV enemy more.
This was the view that met my eyes as watched the screen on Elizabeth’s desk, my daughter, now denuded of her clothing positioning her body so that she could suck on Little Cat’s slit.
“I hope you don’t mind, but I thought it would be easier on Wendy if I asked Little Cat to try and get her to talk, but I think she’s got her mouth full at the moment.” Elizabeth said smiling at her pun.
“I take it most of your clients receive the same treatment?” I asked remembering Martha’s words about the two girls who worked for Elizabeth.
“Nearly all, most have some sexual hang up and if they can see that there’s nothing wrong in how they feel then they’re able to relax enough to talk out their troubles.” She said smiling.
“So Relaxed? I would have thought bombed out on endorphins,” I muttered to myself mainly but Elizabeth nodded.
“Yes, that as well, you see John I’m not just a psychologist I’m also a sex therapist as well, I have to be to understand some of my patients. Now as both I can tell you that Wendy isn’t yet over the pain of her past life, there’s a lot more to come but she’s going to get help. Help from my girls and Tania, help from Janet and myself. However, she is going to need the most help from you, her father. I don’t want you suffering from guilt every time she comes onto you sexually, but remember that sometimes all that is wanted is the knowledge that she’s wanted and needed – a simple hug can achieve more that lavish attention.” She then turned serious on me, “Now this treatment isn’t cheap, you will be asked to pay for it, what can you give me?” She asked.
“Give you, for helping my daughter? Anything I have, or everything I possess I don’t care just as long as she’s okay.” I said equally as serious.
Elizabeth nodded. “Good! I will return to this conversation later. Now I think that Janet wants to meet you at her office, I’ll ensure that Wendy is looked after until you both return home, and don’t worry John, she’s in safe hands.” I looked at the monitor screen, where Wendy was now on top of Little Cat, who was apparently screaming out in pleasure. Elizabeth also looked and smiled, “Or something similar at least.” She said.
I think she must have pressed a button as the door to her office opened and Su-Li entered the room; she bowed to Elizabeth and then looked up in an attentive pose. “Mr. Archer is leaving now Su, can you ensure that there is a taxi waiting for him.” Elizabeth said.
Su nodded, “One has just arrived mistress,” and she beckoned to me. “If you’ll come with me sir.” She added.
I must admit I followed her with some trepidation, after all, she had nearly crippled me yesterday, I said goodbye to Elizabeth and left the room.
“I do hope sir that you have recovered from the effect of the drugs.” Su asked me in a friendly tone, “I do apologies for the manner in which I defended my mistress.” She added.
I sighed, “There is nothing to apologies for, I was in the wrong and you did what you had to, I’m the one who should apologies to you.” I said.
“Master, we could exchange apologies all day like this, may we start anew?” She said smiling.
I had to smile as well, “Certainly Su, I’m please to meet you.” I said holding out my hand. Su took it and shook it – I had half expected to find myself flying though the air, before releasing it.
“And I am please to meet you Mr. Archer, I do like you daughter Wendy, I hope my mistress can help her.” Su said smiling.
“I’m sure she can, that’s if Little Cat’s treatment is anything to go by.” I could feel the warmth of Su’s glow as she opened the front door for me, I went to leave but then I added, “Oh and Martha sends her regards.” I added I could see her face questioning and so I added, “Martha Atchison, I don’t know her maiden name, but she mentioned two girls that helped her.” Then comprehension appeared on Su’s face.
“Yes, I do remember her now; she works for the Family Division. Thank you Mr. Archer, I will ensure that Wendy is well cared for.” She said and watched me as I enter the taxi then driven off.
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