“Thank you.” She whispered.
“Thank you what?”
“Thank you sir. Thank you for the cum.”
“Good girl.” But for good measure he squeezed her freshly pierced nipples causing her to scream and writhe in pain.
He left the room, turning out the light.
Three weeks later, after many various tortures, Rebecca had missed her period. Hank gave her a pregnancy test and was elated to find that she was carrying his child. That day he released her from her chains, and allowed her to walk around the house. He had only been feeding her once a day, so she had lost a lot of weight. She stared at herself in the mirror in shock. She had dark bags under her eyes, and her lips were chapped and bleeding. Her collar bones and hip bones stuck out from her skin. Her hair was completely matted and tangled, and she was sure that no amount of brushing could fix it.
Hank allowed her to take a shower while he watched. She scrubbed herself furiously with soap, and tried to shampoo her hair. Hank saw that this wasn’t working and came up with a solution. After Rebecca got out of the shower, he pinned her to a wall and took out his electric shaver and started cutting her hair. When he was finished, all her hair was about a quarter inch thick. Tears streamed silently down her cheeks as she looked at her golden locks lying lifeless on the floor.
Hank led her into the bedroom and instructed her to get dressed in the clothes he had laid out. She put them on carefully and then turned to look at her father for approval. She was wearing a light blue satin bodice that laced in the front under her breasts, and thigh high stockings with light blue bows on the side. Her breasts and privates were completely exposed, showing off her nipple rings, and the newest ring he had added to her tiny clitoris. Hank nodded, satisfied, and handed her a pair of clear stiletto heels, and a tube of bright red lipstick. She put on the shoes and applied the lipstick, and then sat down on the bed.
“Daddy? Can I ask you a question?” she began, timidly. Her father nodded. “Daddy, are you going to hurt me anymore?”
Her father considered. “Are you going to misbehave again?”
Rebecca shook her head furiously. “No daddy, I’ll do whatever you say.”
Hank nodded. “Alright. I promise I won’t hurt you unless you disobey me,” he smiled, “Now give your father a hug.”
Rebecca stood up and walked carefully over to him, not used to the heels. She wrapped her arms around him. “I love you daddy,” she said.
Hank smirked to himself over her shoulder. He’d successfully broken his daughter. She was completely under his control.
The nine months of Rebecca’s pregnancy went by quickly. Her hair had grown out again, and she wore it in pigtails because her father liked it that way. Hank let her do whatever she wanted, as long as she didn’t leave the house, or have any contact with anyone outside.
Every day she and her father had sex, but it was sweet and gentle, and she enjoyed it. Her stomach swelled up so big that it was difficult for her to walk since she was so small. For the last month she lay in bed to make sure that the baby would not be born too early. Three days before her due date, she began having contractions. She’d been preparing for the birth for a month by stretching her vagina with the pump so that the birth would be faster and less painful. Her vaginal canal was big enough for Hank to put both his hands inside. As soon as her cervix was dilated enough, she began to push, and the baby came out relatively easily.
Rebecca was so happy to just hold her new daughter in her arms, while her father planted endless kisses on her neck and chest and stomach. The baby quickly learned how to suck milk from Rebecca’s swollen breasts, which Hank found to be an incredible turn on.
“Daddy what should we name her?” she asked.
“Whatever you would like darling,” he replied.
Rebecca scrunched up her nose, thinking. “How about Precious, since that’s what she is.”
Hank nodded. “That’s a good name.” Then he took the baby and placed it in the crib. He returned to his daughter, taking her onto his lap. “Are you ready to make another?” he asked.
Rebecca smiled widely, “Oh yes daddy!”
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