Always, daddy

Fandom: Sandybell

Rating: NC-17

Paring(s): Mr Christie/Sandybell

Warning(s): Het, chan, incest and mentioning of child-abuse

Disclaimer: I don\'t own any of these characters. I can only claim my own text here, but nothing else. (added 7/10-05)

Summery: Sandybell has been a bad girl, and gets to know a new kind of punishment that she finds herself strangely enjoying.

Author\'s notes: Yes, yes, I know Mr Christie stated that he never laid a hand on his daughter (meaning that he never hit her) in one of the eaepisepisodes, but hitting a child with a stick isn\'t really hitting with one\'s hand ::grins::

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ALWAYS, DADDY

It was an hour past dawn when Sandybell Christie finally stood outside the door to her home, praying to any god that might be listening that her father had gone to bed early. The knees of her stockings were both bloody, but it looked worse then it actually was. She knew Maggie\'s mother would come down here, screaming likeanshanshee, in the morning telling Mr Christie what an... evil and irresponsible daughter he had.

She pushed the door open, thankful it didn\'t make a single sound; the floor boards were however not as well behaved as the thick oak door, they made a small sound when the young girl stepped on them. The sound of a throat clea its itself was heard, as well as a newspaper being folded and put aside.

\"Where have you been, young lady?\" said her father\'s voice from the kitchen, Sandybell lifted head aad and turned to face her father, who was seated on the other side of the kitchen table.

\"Playing Flower Shop with the kids, we sorta lost track of time.\" she answered, not quite meeting her father\'s eyes, one of his eyebrow rose in question. \"Nothing else.\"

\"Is that so? You were not perhaps... making a mess of Miss Kitty\'s garden at the same time?\" her father asked, suspicion colouring his voice.

\"Well ... maybe on our way back - but only a little!\" answered the girl, looking straight into her father\'s disappointed eyes. \"I\'m sorry, dad. I\'ve been a bad daughter, I know.\"

\"Yes you have,\" Mr Christie said, pushing his chair back. \"You know I\'ll have to punish you.\"

Sandybell knew this and nodded, walking over to the door she fetched the long thin stick used to punish her when she had been really disobedient. She handed it over to her father as he walked over to her from behind the table; after taking of her white apron and red dress she folded them neatlyd pud put them on the lowest step of the stairs; when she finally was dressed in only her white panties, candy stripped stockings and light-brown sandals she turned her thin back to her father, long and thin almost invisible scar ran diagonally from her left shoulder over her back.

\"Do you love me, Sandybell?\" her father suddenly asked her. She was startled by the question, but after a few seconds she simply nodded.

\"Of course, dad.\" said she silently, pulling per arms around her for the warmth, the room was rather cold to say the least, and that made the nipples of her young tits become erect.

\"Good,\" Mr Christie mumbled as if to himself. \"I have a better idea for a... punishment.\" he then said, putting a hand on his daughter\'s small shoulder, turning her around. \"But you will have to trust me.\"

\"Always, daddy.\" Sandybell answered surely, feeling herself guided down onto her knees in front of her father.

It was the bugle in his groin region that caught her eyes first, she only stared as he begun to unbuckle his belt, letting his trousers fall to the floor, his pants following in quick succession. Within seconds Sandybell had her father\'s almost fully erected cock in her face.

\"Take it in your mouth.\" he said, drawing in a sharp breath as shelinglingly complied. When she did nothing but sit motionless with his large cock in her mouth he grabbed a handful of her hair and begun to force her head into motion. \"Suck.\" he moaned lowly, she answered by beginning to suck and touch and wrap her finger around the base of his cock; when he was sure she knew what to do he let go of her head, feeling more blood rush to his groin. \"Stop now.\" he gasped, feeling his daughter pull her mouth and hands back.

\"Why, daddy?\" she asked, eyeing his now fully erected prick hungrily. Mr Christie motioned for his daughter to stand, leading her to the table.

\"Take of your knickers and lean over.\" said he, pulling of her girly panties, forcing her stomach-down when she did not move fast enough. She felt the rough wooden against her small twelve-year-old breast, the edge of the table digging into the top her her thin tights. The head of her father\'s huge cock was hovering outside the entrance of her tiny virgin pussy, she gasped surprised as she felt the head push inside. \"Don\'t make a sound, love.\" he said, pushing more of himself inside of her until he felt her virgin barrier, he pulled back and in two times without shattering the icon her his daughter\'s sinless life. Sandybell moaned and gasped, unable not to, her father\'s cock inside of her felt so good.

Without any kind of warning did he push inside her with one swift movement as deep as nature allowed, almost an inch of his huge prick outside his daughter\'s vagina. The girl moaned in both pain and extreme pleasure, feeling something break within her lower region, but never feeling so full and complete in her whole twelve years of life. \"Daddy...\" she moaned, trying to rock herself forward, wanting to feel him slide out and in of her as he did before, but come in this deep instead of stopping where the barrier once were.

Mr Christie smirked and begun to jerk against his daughter, pulling out almost fully before he slammed into her again full force, this time pushing even deeper then earlier. Once again the young girl gasped in pain and pleasure, she had never been able to guess anything could feel like this. Sandybell moans came quicker, she felt something building up inside her, it didn\'t take long until she cum hard, biting into her lower lip not to scream out in pleasure.

As Sandybell orgasmed Mr Christie pulled out fully of her pulsing vagina, his prick still fully erect, lifting the small girl of the table and pushing her against the closest wall. She pulled her legs around her father\'s waist, her arms around his neck, never wanting to let go of him, nor this amazing feeling. As the waves of her first orgasm ebbed away he pushed into her again, rocking his hips against hers, feeling her the edge of another orgasm, but pulled out again before she orgasmed.

She made a small sound of disappointment as he pulled away again, gasping with surprise as he laid her down on the stairs, pushing his tongue inside her pussy. When she bucked against his tongue he forced her still with his hands he her hips, she moaned a bit disappointed, but changed her mind when he begun to thoughtfully tongue-fuck her. It didn\'t take long until she came, feeling her father lick up all the juices pouring out of her pussy.

\"Daddy...?\" she asked,ing ing his still erected cock as he stood, he shook his head and made his way upstairs.

\"Go to bed and sleep, Sandybell.\" he said, regret colouring his voice.

But Sandybell couldn\'t not after all the pleasure her father had given her. Seeing him walking into his bedroom, his head hung in shame she made up her mind and quickly following his path up the stairs to his room. She found him lying under the covers on his bed, back-down, he hadn\'t had the opportunity to fingering his own erecting before Sandybell pulled the covers back. He begun to protest, but she hushed him quickly with two fingers on his lips. \"No dad, I can do this.\" she whispered, positioning herself above her father\'s prick.

\"No, Sa...!\" he said, but she had already lowered herself onto him. As she felt him fill her again she moaned and arched back, touching her small breast seductively. The image of his daughter finding pleasure in the cock which conceived her made Mr Christie lose all his self-control, he begun to buck up into Sandybell as she begun to rock back and forth on his rock hard prick. After mere moments they had found a rhythm, they groin regions slammed together time after time, the only place of their bodies which were conjoined and had ever been.

The young girl\'s vagina had by now expanded enough to take in his full erection, he arched back, wanting to bury himself deeper in the petite body which threw itself down onto him with a force he had never believe any female possessed. She moaned leaning forwards so that her body was almost in level with his, brushing her small tits against his stomach and chest as she used her hands on both sides of his body to pull in and out of him, his prick being forced to brush the back of her vagina wall. Her face was that of full concentration, she felt another wave of pleasure build up inside of her, concentrating harder to bring her father over the edge before herself this time.


Mr Christie came with a low growl, filling his daughter up with his seed. The feeling of the sticky substance squirt into her, the large cock pulsating inside of her as it ejected it load pushed Sandybell over the edge as well, and she leaned back up and arched back. When her third orgasm that night had ebbed away she let the now limp cock ease out of her, she curled up next to her father, noticing he was as sweaty as her. His breath, as well as hers, came in gasps.

\"Thank you, daddy.\" whispered Sandybell into his chest.

\"For what?\" he asked, irritated that he had lost control and left his load in his daughter\'s vagina.

\"For punishing me.\" she answered.

\"I don\'t know, darling, being a bad girl might become a bad habit of yours.\" Mr Christie said, a lot softer them before.

\"If you don\'t tell, I won\'t either.\" she whispered into his ear.

\"I won\'t.\" he agreed, thinking that he might even welcome every time Maggie\'s mother walked by to nag on something or other Sandybell had done wrong.