Part 7: Putting your tongue to good use!
(Un-tethered from the boat, Dani finally has more freedom, at least until Daddy instructs her on what to do next. She is presented with a special item to wear from now on)
Dani looked up at her boyfriend adoringly, that last gargantuan orgasm having changed something fundamental in her. She could still taste his poo on her tongue, and it now reminded her of orgasm. She smiled gleefully as a tight metal collar was placed around her neck, and bolted hard in place, choking her just slightly, but not so much that she couldn’t breathe.
Now no longer tied to the boat, she was on the shore, totally naked and presenting on all fours. Her perfect and perky little bottom stuck out behind her, pale and adorable, whilst her tits, still stinging in jinggling clamps, felt exposed and very sensual.
She waggled her bottom as Tom reached into his bag, pulling out the strangest device she had ever seen. It was curved and metal, but coloured pink, with a large ball on one end and a thin, long strip to the other. She assumed it to be some sort of insertion device, and she was right.
Tom instructed her to put her nose to the floor, and point her bottom at him, with legs spread and back arched. She did so enthusiastically, her butt swaying for him in anticipation of what she thought might happen next.
“Time to stuff you silly!” Her boyfriend said, coming down to his knees in order to meet her. She bit her lip as she felt the thin bit enter her cunt. It was cold, and it slid effortlessly into her hole, deep, deeper, deeper, deeper still, before hitting something in her cervix that made her jump. “Ah!” she mewed. “Daddy it’s cold!” He grinned at her as she felt his fingers fumbling around her clitoris lips, positioning them nicely on either side of the long medal rod. Then it happened, her lips were clamped to it... click, click click! It hurt, but in a very alluring way! She sighed deeply as he ran his finger along it, realising that she couldn’t really feel it. That part of the device was designed to keep her poor cunt severely restricted, latched together and out of sexual service. Unbeknowns to her, he would not really be touching it again, and neither world she!
Next she felt the large ball touch her anus lightly. She shut her eyes and imagined it behind her as he gradually pushed in it, making her whole body jolt with surprise when it entered her fully and rather suddenly. Then came the sound of a twisting dial, and the realisation that the ball was flowering inside her! Getting bigger, bigger, bigger, too big! “Ooof!” She whined, as it reached its full size.
For all intensive purposes, both her back and front door areas were now stuffed and out for the count. It made her feel a level of sexy she’d never felt before, whilst a glorious whack to her bottom signified that she should now take three crawling steps forward, towards the boat.
“HALT!” ordered Tom. “I hope you are enjoying your cunt-butt cage baby.” He said slyly. She murmured lustfully in approval. “It allows me to put you on a butt leash. You know what that means?” She could guess, but she shook her head, feigning ignorance as if butter wouldn’t melt.
“It has a tag on it, which allows me to attach a lovely golden chain to you, from butt crack area. She continued to murmur for him. “That’s sexy Daddy” She whispered quietly. “I know, that’s why I got it.” He said. “I’m glad you like it.”
He whacked her on the bum again, a little harder this time. “Now for your first act of atonement, you must crawl good and sexy into the boat, and clean up the mess you made. There is sticky pissy cum all over the place. I am not happy young lady.” She licked her lips sensually. “Sorry Daddy, I couldn’t help it, that vibrator did it.” He whacked her again, “Ouch!”
“NO! You did it, and don't deny it. Now you will pay for it, with your tongue. You will lick around every inch of the boat, making sure to lick and suck up anything you find, only then will I be happy with your work.”
Her loins and anus ached at this suggestion, not because she was in pain, but because she was on fire. She now wanted this, oh so very much, she wanted to make her Daddy proud! And so, carefully, she was guided, by her butt, to the edge of the boat, and encouraged to climb in sexually, ready to service it with her tongue.
All time and space now didn’t matter to Dani at all, the only thing that did was her, her Daddy, and the feeling she got from being pushed by him. The whole thing excited her, which is why she began to go about her work with a smile. A good slave girl was afterall, a happy slave girl!