Perverted Step-Dad System

Avery shivered mentally the moment she saw that devilish smile.

I did not rush.

I set each item down on the mattress one by one, deliberately slow, so she could see every single thing that would be used on her.

The pinkish metal handcuffs clinked against each other as I placed them atop the bed.

After which I took out a thick blindfold and a pair of nipple clamps connected by a thin silver chain.

Following that was a short spreader bar and a leather collar with a short leash attached.

I took the small black vibrating bullet and a riding crop before finally taking out a permanent black marker.

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Avery’s eyes followed every movement and I could sense her breathing had grown shallower.

Clearly she was dreading every piece of equipment she saw me take out.

Despite her dread, however, the clear sign of her arousal could be seen from her legs which were still spread apart as I’d commanded her previously.

A fresh trail of clear fluid slid down the inner side of her pussy petals and disappeared into the sheets of the bed.

"Give me your wrist."

I commanded her mentally and Avery immediately raised both arms above her head without a single word of protest.

I locked the handcuffs around her slender wrists and secured them tightly to the headboard.

Avery’s pussy dripped even more love juices at my act.

She felt caged and imprisoned.

And the thought of that helplessness only made her more aroused.

Commanding her mentally, I forced her to spread her legs as far as possible.

Then I took another handcuff and cuffed her right ankle to one corner of the bed, before doing the same to her left.

Avery’s legs were now spread apart wide, her puckered pinkish vaginal hole fully visible, steadily dripping her love juices.

I glanced at it for a moment, admiring the sight of her soft pink pussy lips spread open around it, before shifting my attention to the next thing in mind.

"Close your eyes."

I tied the thick black fabric over her eyes, cutting off her sight completely.

Darkness swallowed her completely.

With the possession powder, although I could take control of Avery, she still had all her five senses active.

She could see, hear, and even feel the outside world.

Now, however, I had cut off one of her senses completely.

Avery felt even more trapped in my grasp.

Her heart was racing as she thought of what I was about to do to her.

She wondered what I’d do next.

I, on the other hand, took the leather collar and fastened it around her neck.

The short leash hung down between her breasts.

I gave it a light tug, forcing her head to tilt slightly upward even though she could not see me.

"You look perfect like this," I murmured.

My voice was calm, almost gentle, like a father acknowledging and teaching his daughter.

And that only made it worse for her.

I reached for the nipple clamps.

The metal was cold against her heated skin.

I opened the first one and positioned it carefully over her left nipple.

Then I released it.

Clang!

Avery’s body jerked hard against the restraints the moment it clamped down hard on her nipple.

A sharp, involuntary sound escaped her throat as she felt a mix of pain and pleasure rack through her body.

I attached the second clamp to her right nipple, causing her to gasp sharply once more.

The thin chain hung between her soft massive tits, swaying with every shaky breath she took.

I gave the chain a small pull, causing both clamps to tighten at once.

Avery’s back arched off the bed as much as the handcuffs allowed and her thighs trembled.

Able to regain a little bit of control, she tried closing her legs instinctively.

However the chains on her ankles held her firmly in place.

Fresh wetness immediately spilled from her open vagina and soaked further into the sheets.

I could feel the war raging inside her mind.

Shame.

Horror.

And underneath it all, a growing, unwanted heat that refused to die.

I picked up the black marker.

Without a word I pressed the tip against the soft skin of her stomach, just above her navel, and began to write.

The ink was cold and the letters were large and clear.

SLUT

I added another word lower, right above the soft mound of her sex.

DADDY’S SLUT.

Avery’s breathing turned ragged as she tried visualizing what I was writing atop her stomach.

Able to picture the words, she could already feel a growing arousal.

A slut?

She was a slut?

The thought felt foreign to her.

But recalling what she did last night, she couldn’t help but feel that she truly had a little bit of the traits of a slut.

Avery tried to close her legs due to the burning shame she felt at the realisation, but the chains clinked softly, reminding her of what state she was in.

She was trapped and completely helpless in my hands.

Avery tried biting her lips in regret.

She could feel her consciousness slipping back out of her control.

She had to escape before she returned back to her previous, helpless state.

She had to... "ahhhh"

Avery’s thoughts were cut off abruptly the moment a whip landed on her bare breast.

Her tits jiggled softly as the nipple clamps tightened due to the impact.

A fine red line appeared atop her pale white breast and Avery’s expression turned into a pained one.

She gasped sharply, as her pussy dripped even more of her love juices.

I let the soft leather trail slowly across her inner thighs, dragging upward until it brushed against the soaked folds of her sex.

Then higher, across her stomach, over the fresh black letters, across the underside of her clamped breasts.

Avery’s body twitched with every pass of the leather.

Her heart continued pulsing in anticipation as she wondered where I would strike next.

Swish!

The sound of the whip landing against her inner thigh echoed and instantly, a bright red line bloomed on her skin.

Before Avery could regain herself, I struck the other thigh next.

Then the soft underside of one breast, carefully avoiding the clamp this time.

Each strike was controlled and measured.

It was designed to keep her body on the edge, constantly making her pussy drip with her love juices, without bringing her to orgasm.

Between every strike I let the leather trail again, soft and almost soothing, so the contrast made the next impact feel even sharper.

Her sex was dripping freely now.

The sheets beneath her were already darkened with a growing wet patch.

Feeling satisfied with my work, and watching her pale white skin covered in countless red marks, I set the whip down and picked up the small vibrating bullet.

I turned it on to its lowest setting and its soft hum immediately filled the quiet room.

I pressed it directly against her swollen clit and Avery’s entire body seized.

A long, desperate moan tore from her throat before she could stop it.

She felt the pleasure she was craving all the while she was being flogged finally crash down on her heavily.

She almost climaxed immediately from the intense stimulation but I brought the vibrating bullet away from her pussy before she could.

Avery forcefully arched her back, regaining control of her body for a split second.

I could see the pleading look in her eyes as she said through gritted teeth.

"P... please... let me cum..."

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