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MY DAUGHTER WENDY – part 5 by bager

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MY DAUGHTER WENDY – part 5 by bager

I was dreaming.

Tania was in front of me, her eyes covered with a dark cloth. Her arms bent behind her and tied close to each other. Her legs crossed at the ankles and pulled out straight in front of her. Her forming breasts tightly bound with twine that made the flesh stand out into cone shaped points, the tips turning a dark color as the blood filled them

I was standing with a horsehair whip, was lightly flicking it over her breasts, and hearing her moan with each stroke. I pushed Tania onto her stomach, watching her dark hair as it passed across her face, and then I started to whip her backside with the horsehair.

I could hear her giggle as the blows landed and then I felt her hands on my cock, rubbing it up and down. I moved my body in reaction to her ministrations before a thought imposed on me – with her hands tied then how could she. The dream shattered. I opened my eyes, I was in my bed but a small hand was moving on me. I tried to stop her but it was too late. I came, spurting over my sheets and onto her hand.

Wendy, for who else could it have been, relaxed her hold on me and then brought her hand to her lips, tasting them. “Oh no . . . no . . . no . . . nonononono! It can’t be!” She exclaimed and jumped out of the bed, she ran from my room and into the bathroom.

I was out of my bed in an instant and rushed towards the bathroom where I could hear Wendy being sick. I tried the door it was unlocked. I opened it to see Wendy bent over the toilet and retching away.

“Wendy! It’s alright, there’s nothing wrong.” I said to her, holding her shoulders as she started to cry.

“I . . . I wanted you . . . you to be . . . be happy . . . with . . . with me.” She said.

“But Wendy I was always happy with you. Why would you think I wasn’t?” I asked her.

She sniffed, “I don no? But when you did that thing and I tasted that stuff . . . It was just the same as my medicine . . . I couldn’t help it . . . I just felt so . . . so sick . . . please don’t send me away . . . I’ll get used to it.” She started to beg.

“Wendy I won’t make you taste that again! But what made you think about doing what you did?” I asked her.

“Mummy . . . mummy said that men liked their tummy sticks rubbed. She was going to make me rub HIS when I was older . . . I suppose she meant when I started to bleed . . . But I don’t know what he meant when he said that?” Wendy said between sobs.

“When he said what?” I asked puzzled.

“Well HE said that he wouldn’t have me until I started to bleed.” Wendy told me.

I thought for some seconds, “Wendy, when you were at school did you have any of the sex educations lessons?” I asked her.

Wendy blushed and shook her head, “Oh no! Mummy said that it wasn’t right for schools to teach that and that she’d teach me all I needed to know when I was old enough.” Wendy said bowing her head, “All my friends would laugh and giggle when I asked them what they were talking about . . . they said I wouldn’t understand . . . and now I find that mummy’s been making me take . . . take his tummy stick stuff . . .” She started crying again. “HE knew and he was laughing at me!” She added.

I pulled her close to me, “He won’t be laughing at you again!” I promised her.

“He’s a bad man!” Wendy said

“Yes, yes he is . . . look Wendy it’s getting very late,” (Actually it was very early in the morning!), “now why don’t you return to your bed.” I gently said to her.

But Wendy shook her head, “Please daddy, I’m scared. Can’t I sleep with you?” She asked me.

I debated with myself, after that dream could I trust myself with Wendy in the same bed, but in the end I relented, “Alright Wendy you can, but no more playing with my penis.” I said

She gave a little smile and nodded, and then she asked me, “What’s a penis?”

I was slightly rocked but I managed to answer her, “That’s the proper name for . . .” I had to gather my thoughts to remember her name for it, “ . . . my tummy stick. It’s what men use to make women pregnant.” I said before I could stop myself.

“What’s pregnant?” Wendy asked.

“It’s when a woman is going to have a baby.” I said stepping deeper into a quagmire.

“Does that mean I’m going to have a baby” Wendy asked me panic settling into her voice.

I hugged her, “Oh no darling,” I quickly told her, “you can’t get pregnant by swallowing the man’s sperm.”

“What’s sperm?” Wendy then asked . . . I decided to put it off until tomorrow.

“Look I think I’ll better give you some lessons, but later, okay.” I said.

She yawned and nodded, I smile at her and took her hand, taking her into my bedroom . . . and so to sleep, although it was sometime before I could fall asleep with all the thoughts that were running through my head.

—-

Sobbing behind me awaked me; I gently rolled over and looked at Wendy. She was shaking and crying. I gently shook her, she gave a start, and then, looking up at me, she smiled.

“Oh daddy, I thought it was all a dream and that mummy was going to be waking me up!” Wendy said.

“Well she isn’t but I think you’d better freshen up and get dressed.” I told her. She bit her lip and then got out of the bed, she quickly took off her nightdress and then ran out of the room.

I watched her disappearing naked backside, why she had done that I had no idea. I shook my head and got out of my bed and went to start dressing, while I was putting my trousers on I could hear the toilet flush followed, a few seconds later by the sight of Wendy as she rushed into my bedroom again, she was still naked. She threw herself forward onto my bed. “I’m ready daddy.” She said in a cold tone.

I was confused, “Ready? Ready for what?” I asked her.

“For you to check that I’ve cleaned myself properly.” She said simply, I could see tears showing in her eyes. I pulled the blanket from the bed and covered her.

“I’m sorry Wendy, but that’s not what daddies do!” I told her gently.

“It’s because you don’t love me isn’t it daddy? You don’t want me and so you’re going to send me back, please don’t send me back daddy, I’ll do whatever you want only please don’t send me back.” She was now crying and holding tight to me.

“Wendy I’m not going to send you back, now don’t worry about that.” I told her.

“But . . . but I complained to mummy the other day and then I was taken away from them, I’m scared that I’ll be taken away from you as well.” She said in a sobbing voice.

I turned her over and held her. “No Wendy, that wasn’t why they took you away from your mother and that man!” I said trying to calm her down.

She sobbed, “Yes it was! I did not do what they told me and I was taken away. It must have been my fault! I did it!” She said and pulled out from my arms to rush into her bedroom.

I followed her; she had thrown herself onto her bed and was crying away, I held onto her shoulders, aware of the touch of her flesh under my hands. “Wendy. You did nothing wrong I promise you, now get dressed and I’ll make us breakfast.”

She looked back at me, “You don’t want to watch me dress?” She asked me.

I shook my head, “No darling, you need some privacy.” I told her and went back to my bedroom to finish dressing.

—-

I managed to get downstairs and started cooking the breakfast. “Come and get it!” I shouted upstairs . . . but was met with silence, “Wendy?” I called, worried I ran up the stairs to where Wendy was standing in the middle of her room. She had some leather straps in her hands, something I recognized from when Tania had stayed with me.

“Is this why you don’t like me?” Wendy asked in a small voice.

“What are you saying Wendy? I love you are my daughter. You’re my reason for living.” I told her.

“No you didn’t! That is why you got these, just like mummy did! You just want to hurt me! That’s why you’ve got these ready for me!” She said throwing the cuffs to me.

I shook my head, “No Wendy, I never got them for you, I’d never treat my daughter like that . . .” I wanted to say more, but she stopped me.

“And that’s why you don’t like me . . . if you did you’d make sure I was doing things correctly!” She said.

I was puzzled . . . what was Wendy telling me? She wanted to be made to do things. Had she been so . . . so . . . brainwashed? She could not really want me to tie her down. I definitely needed help.

—-

Wendy did arrive to eat her breakfast, but I was watching her, trying to make up my mind as to what to do . . . a strange, perverse, part of my mind was picturing her tied up on the bed with me whipping her. Another part of me wanted to take her away from the city, somewhere where she would be happier. In addition, one more part wanted my daughter back as I remembered her . . . but that was impossible!

“Okay Wendy, what do you want to do?” I asked her when she had finished eating; she looked at me in surprise.

“You mean even after I shouted at you, you still want me.” She asked

“Of course I do! You don’t stop being my daughter just because you disagree with me, oh no my darling Wendy you are stuck with me!” I said smiling at her to show I was not angry with her.

“But why did you get those leather things?” She asked me. Then I found myself talking to my daughter about Tania, how she got into my car and then a corner of my heart. I told her, nearly, everything. The part I missed out was the last few hours that Janet and I were with her.

“So these were Tania ‘s.” Wendy said, “What was she like?” I started to describe Tania but Wendy interrupted again, “No! What type of girl was she like? Could I talk to her?”

“I . . . err, well . . .” I checked my watch it would be late there, but perhaps . . . I picked up the phone and dialed.

—-

“Mrs. Jones’s residence may I help you?” It was the same youth’s voice.

“It’s John Archer here . . .” I was going to say that I was sorry to phone so late but the youth did not let me.

“Yes sir, I’ll pass you onto Mrs. Jones now.” Then there was the burst of music in my ear.

“Hello John, still having problems?” Janet said.

“Yes and no, Wendy is here with me now, she’d like to talk to Tania, and she’s found some of Tania ‘s things here.” I said, completely forgetting my manners about the time.

Janet laughed aloud, “Ah, so she knows about Tania does she?” In addition, I heard a girlish giggle sound as well. “Very well John, here’s Tania.”

“Hello daddy John, how are you?” Tania said.

“I’m fine you little minx, I supposed you’re naked again?” I asked her feeling, more than seeing, Wendy’s eyes widen at that.

“Course I am! Who’s ever heard of going to bed dressed?” Tania replied.

“People do it all the time.” I said softly.

“Not the one’s I know . . . you should see our slumber parties.” I could swear I heard her grin.

“I’m not sure I should, I might get ideas.” I said smiling but then stopped Tania ‘s answering by saying, “I want you to talk to my daughter.” then I handed the phone to Wendy.

“H . . . hello?” Wendy said and I could hear the squeal that came from the earpiece from where I was standing.

Wendy listened to the phone for a minute and then looked at me with a strange expression on her face, “Daddy, Tania asks if you’ll leave the room please.” I nodded and went to the door, as I closed it I heard Wendy say, “He’s gone.”

—-

I sat in the living room, trying to read a book but the occasional ‘No!’ or ‘You’re kidding!’ would intrude, I never realized how infuriating or aggravating it was to hear just one side of a phone conversation.

Finally, there was the ‘ping’ of the phone being replaced on the hook and Wendy slowly entered the room, there was a strange look on her face.

“You tied her up. Even with her mother there you did that to her?” She accused me.

“What did I do?” I asked her.

“You . . . you put your tummy . . . penis . . . into her cunny? Why?” Wendy asked.

I tried to think of an excuse, how can I tell my 10 year old daughter that this relatively unknown girl had asked me to! In addition, that her mother gently held her as I did it “Well you see Wendy . . .” I started but she spoke again.

“Was that what mummy was going to let HIM do to me? Even if I didn’t want him to?” Then another thought struck her. “What if she’s going to have a baby, Will you make her have it?”

I shook my head, “No Wendy, Tania ‘s too young to have children, and I don’t suppose she’s even had a period yet.” I said keeping a straight face . . . but then the thought struck me, what if Tania was.

“What’s school got to do with it?” Wendy asked, “Do you have to be in school to have a baby?”

“Of course not! A period is nothing to do with schools.” I said and realized that I would have to give Wendy a quick idea about reproduction at least. “Look lets sit down here and I’ll explain.” Then I quickly went through the basics.

“So a woman has all the eggs in her and the man has the seed, squirm, inside him? Then he pushes his tummy stick . . . penis, inside her for the squirm to find the egg. What if it hits many eggs do they all make babies?” Wendy asked.

“It’s sperm Wendy, not squirm. And the mummy doesn’t have all the eggs in the place at the same time, only once a month.” I told her, “And the body won’t let the sperm go further than it should.” I explained.

“But does that egg stay there all the time? Won’t it go bad like the ones at the supermarket?” Wendy asked me

I tried not to laugh at her question, it was quite a good one, “Oh no, you see after some time the body clears out the egg and the place where it stays, it gets washed away through a woman’s cunny, it’s red in color and that’s why people think they’re bleeding. But it’s just the body getting rid of the unused egg.” I said, simplifying the whole thing.

“Bleeding . . . so when he said ‘when she bleeds’ he meant when I got rid of my first egg,” Wendy said, being slightly quicker than I was “HE wanted to do that to me . . . but only when I could . . . HE wanted me to have babies!” She said anger was showing in his voice, “Daddy can I talk to somebody, I’ve got to tell them something.” She was looking at me and I could tell there was determination in her eyes.

I looked for the card that Martha had given me – it was still early in the morning so I went to the phone and dialed her mobile number.

Martha answered on a rather crackly line, which told me she was using her mobile in the car. “It’s John Argent, can you come here as soon as possible?” I asked her.

“Okay John, I’ll phone in and will be with you soon.” She said before hanging up. (Perversely I did wonder if she hit anything while talking to me).

“Alright Wendy, Martha will be here soon, is there anything you want to do?” I asked her.

“Just hold me daddy.” Wendy said and held up her arms to me, I reached down and pulled her into my lap, she started to sob away whilst I held her.

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