NG/1
I woke up on my 8th birthday, I got out of bed and headed into the bathroom, I took a shower and dried myself off. I left the bathroom and headed for the living room, my dad was in the kitchen, usually my breakfast would be cereal, but today, he actually cooked me breakfast. He made scrambled eggs, some bacon, and some biscuits with jam, a traditional breakfast.
He served our plates and sat down, I was naked, but he was already in his work clothes. "How is it?" He asked, he was talking about the food.
"It's good." Is what I tried to say, but I had food in my mouth, so it came out a little differently. He ate his food and finished before me, he stood up and took his plate, he rinsed it off and put it next to the sink. He walked back over to me and put his arm around me, his hand was on my butt, and his arm was going down my back.
"I still need to go to work today, sorry, but don't worry, I will be back earlier today." He smiled and kissed my forehead, he left the house as I finished breakfast. I rinsed my plate and stuck it on top of his, I went into the living room and turned on the tv. The only shows that were on at the time, were game shows, and sports.
I turned on some football, I got bored pretty quickly, so I switched it to Jeopardy. After a few hours, my dad came home, I had fallen asleep while watching random game shows that nobody has heard of. He went into his room and got undressed, he would stay undressed inside to help make me feel normal being naked around the house.
He came out and started rubbing my pussy softly, I stayed asleep, he rubbed a little harder and I rolled over. He stopped and kissed my pussy, he stood up and went back to his room, he got out two boxes wrapped in gift wrap. He put them on the coffee table in front of me, one of them was very small, the other was as big as me.
He rubbed on my shoulder to wake me up, I opened my eyes and saw the presents. I sat up and he kissed my forehead, "Open this one first." He handed me the big one, I took it and started opening it, he was sitting next to me. I opened it and inside was a big stuffed cat, about as big as me.
I hugged the cat tight, then I hugged him, his dick touched my leg when I hugged him, but I didn't notice. He gave me the other one and told me to open it, I started opening it, inside was a necklace, it was pretty, and he told me to put it on. I tried to put it on, but failed, he ended up having to put it on me, which he put me on his lap to do.
He took his time, his dick was up against my pussy, not going in, but it was touching. He got the necklace on me and he finally took me off of his lap, the necklace was not super long, just long enough to pass my collar bone. I looked down onto my chest and smiled, he smiled also and he stood up.
"I'll be back in like 20 minutes, I am gonna go get you something." I wondered what he was gonna get me that took 20 minutes, but I soon realized he was going to buy it, when he left the house. What I didn't notice, is that right before he left, he turned the air conditioner as far down as it could go.
By the time he came back, it was pretty cold, I had wrapped myself up in a blanket, not knowing why it was so cold. He came inside and turned the air conditioner off, he got undressed and picked me up, making me drop the blanket. I shivered as he hugged me tight, I enjoyed the heat of his naked body, he grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around both of us.
His dick was hard and was underneath my pussy and butt, I was facing him, so the tip of his dick was closer to my butt. He handed me a small box, it wasn't wrapped, it was about as big as my head, but it was flat. I opened it, it was a skirt, I had seen people wearing skirts on TV, I looked up at him.
"You are growing up, I got you this skirt so that eventually, if you ever go outside or get a job, you can have clothes. Now of course, you wouldn't want to wear only this skirt outside, but I thought you should get used to clohes eventually." Feeling he was being awkward inthe way he was saying it, he stopped talking and hugged me closer.
When he hugged me closer, it made my pussy move along his dick, he cummed from just that and it went all over my back. I squealed a little and wondered what wet thing hit my back, he had fear in his eyes, which made me think he was hit by it too. I pushed the blanket off and looked behind myself, I had a lot of white liquid dripping down my back.
He held me so tight that I couldn't move, he pulled me back closer until our chests were touching. His dick was getting softer and he fell asleep after a few minutes, loosening his grip. I got off of him and cleaned off my back and his dick because some of it dripped down back onto his dick.
I was very confused, I looked up at the ceiling, nothing, I looked down at him and went over to the only computer in the house, his computer. I turned it on and looked up, "What is this weird white gooey stuff that fell on me?" I got nothing relevant so I gave up and woke my dad up. He jolted awake when I touched him, he calmed down realizing it was only me.
"Do you know what that weird white stuff is that was on my back?" He looked confused for a second, and then realization came to him. He didn't say a word, he just stared at me in fear, "What did I do? Was that stuff something that came out of you because I hurt you? Why are you staring at me?" My mind was travelling at 5 thousand miles an hour.
He thought about how to tell me, then he decided not to, "It's fine, it's comletely normal, it's nothing to worry about." He tried to sound convincing, but he wasn't very good at it. To anyone else, he would have obviously been lying, but I was not as experienced in how to tell if someone was lying, so I believed him.
He stood up and started making dinner, the doorbell rang, my dad told me to go to my room, he got dressed. He answered the door, I pretended to go to my room, but I was just hiding, spying on my dad and the person at the door. The person at the door, was a girl, about 5 years old, she said she was lost and she wanted to go home.
She was wearing a skirt and a ripped up shirt, her skirt was very short, she was crying. My dad picked her up and put her on the couch, I was still hiding, my dad pulled down his pants and put his dick against the girl's tiny pussy. He thrust into her pretty hard, I stared in shock, the girl was flailing trying to get free, she was crying, but he had a hand on her mouth, so she wasn't making any noise.
I watched the girl, fear in her eyes as she finally stopped resisting, her eyes were closed, crying. She was bleeding on her pussy, I subconsciously put my hand over my own pussy and put my legs together. I needed this to stop, but how was I supposed to do anything? My dad cummed inside her, most of it leaking out.
He cleaned up her pussy and his dick, he cleaned up the floor and the couch. The girl stood up and ran, he ran after her and tackled her, she screamed in pain, but barely any sound came out, because she was being squished and all her air had escaped her. I decided I couldn't wait anymore and I came out of hiding and ran over to them.
I forced my dad off of her and picked up the poor girl, my dad looked shocked and scared of me. I backed up a few steps and put some distance between me and him, "What are you doing?" I asked him. He didn't respond, he stood up and slowly started walking towards me, I was scared he was gonna fuck me too, so I ran.
He put his foot in front of my leg and tripped me, I turned myself over and landed on my back. I landed on my back on purpose so that I didn't crush the girl like he did, I held her tight as he tried to get her away from me. He eventually slapped me really hard, which made me move one of my hands to soothe my cheek, he took the girl and ran back to the couch.
He immediately regretted hitting me, but he needed the girl not to tell on him. He took the girl over to the door to the basement, it was always locked and I wasn't allowed down there. He unlocked and opened the door, he took the girl down and came back without her and closed the front door.
I stared at him in shock, he kissed me on the forehead, I didn't even move, I was sitting in the floor with my back up against the back of the couch. He went back into the kitchen and continued making dinner as if nothing had happened. He had just raped a 5 year old and put her in the basement, I happened to see where he hid the key, so I decided to go to the basement.
I walked over to a small table and lifted a plant, it was a fake plastic plant, but still heavy. I barely got it off the table and I grabbed the key, I put the plant back down as quietly as I could. I picked up the key and went to the door to the basement, I unlocked it and opened it. I went down the stairs and I saw what appeared to be a medieval torture chamber.
There were at least 20 little girls, all under the age of 10, they were each on a device and they were restrained so they couldn't move. They all had duck tape on their mouths and didn't even notice that I came in. I walked over to one of them and tried to figure out how to get her free, then I realized, she was dead.
I squealed when I noticed this and almost ran back upstairs, I decided I would still save the alive ones though. The girl he had just fucked was just tied to a bed, not being tortured, I untied her and told her not to leave yet. She obeyed me, given the fact that I was who tried to save her before, I untied the rest and picked them up and off of the torture devices.
Most of them were very badly injured, either from the torture, or from being hurt by him before the torture. I laid out some towels, enough for each of them to have one, "Sleep here tonight, I will figure something out tomorrow." I left the room after I knew they all had laid down. I went upstairs and locked the door and looked into the kitchen, he hadn't noticed me.
I put the key back and prayed that he wouldn't go back down there until at least tomorrow. He served dinner and called me over, I sat down and he gave me my dinner. It was rather big because it was my birthday, I started eating and he sat down and started eating as well. He pretended that he didn't do anything, and was grateful that I didn't bring it up.
A few hours later, we went to bed, he didn't go into the basement, I was grateful. He fell asleep, I got out of bed and went into the basement, I woke up the girls and told them to follow me. One of them was unable to walk, so I picked her up, I went upstairs with 20 little tortured girls following me, I knew they were injured, so I went slowly, a lot of them were on their hands and knees.