I built my own sextoy

I watched as she got out of the shower, ‘god she is beautiful’. She is my daughter, Mary. She is a brunette, 14 years old, 5’1”, 100lbs, 34B with a firm ass and gorgeous legs. Her breasts are firm and perky with pink nipples that seem to be pointing at me no matter which way she turns. As she dries herself, her breasts jiggle and her nipples become erect as she rubs them with the towel.
I am so excited that I don’t know how much longer I can wait.
Her mother ran off with some guy when Mary was two. I’ve raised her by myself. At age 14, she has turned out just the way I intended. I have spent the last 12 years training her and molding her into the perfect little sex toy. I home-schooled her so that there would be no outside influences and taught her to obey me and how to please a man.
It was about 10 years ago when I stumbled across a website devoted to domination and submission. I have always been a bit of a perv and after putting up with my wife’s bullshit for years, I decided it was my turn.
In the beginning, Mary’s training was no different than raising any child. She learned to obey me and not to question my authority. One of the first rules that she learned was that she was not allowed to wear any clothes unless I instructed her to do so. This was the first step in teaching her to be submissive to me. She slept in my bed and right from the beginning, I cultivated a physical relationship with her. We hugged a lot and she sat on my lap all the time. I played with her body whenever I wanted to.
When she was ten, I began training her to be a sex toy. I started by giving her pleasure. I had always given her a bath and washed her from head to toe. Now, I started spending more time ‘cleaning’ her erogenous zones. I would massage her budding little breasts until her nipples were erect. I could tell by her moans that she really liked that. I would clean her pussy and spend extra time on her clit. The first time she had an orgasm; it scared holy hell out of her. I explain it to her and told her that she could only do that if I gave her permission and she was not allowed to touch herself like that unless I told her to. I continue to bathe her and always finished her off with an orgasm.
It wasn’t long before she started asking for permission to touch herself. I would allow her to do so only as a reward. When she excelled in her school work or if she learned one of her other lessons well. Her other lessons included how to properly present herself to me. She learned quickly to kneel in front of me with her knees spread widely and her hands behind her head with her elbows pushed back. She also learned to keep her head up and her eyes on the floor. She learned to ask permission for everything. She did not eat, sleep or go to the bathroom without my permission. I controlled every aspect of her life.
After a short period of time, I began giving her massages. I did this to teach her that she could derive pleasure from her entire body. I started broadening her education by exploring other erogenous zones. Her earlobes, the nape of her neck, her feet and finally her asshole were all added to the list of areas that we explored. She actually enjoyed having my finger in her ass. It was during this time that I added enemas to her bathing routine. We soon discovered that she could climax from the massage itself. She was always a good little sex toy and always asked for permission to cum.
To prepare her for future activities, when she turned eleven, I began fingering her pussy when I gave her a massage. At first it was just one finger and I made certain to leave her hymen intact. I was saving that for the first time I would fuck her. When my finger penetrated her the first time, she climaxed instantly.
It happened so quickly, she did not ask for permission. This was my first opportunity to discipline her. I told her that she would need to be punished. She said, “I’m sorry Daddy, I didn’t mean to. I couldn’t help it”. I told her, “This is part of your training. You must learn to control your body. Now come with me”.
I led her to the basement to a room that I had prepared for this purpose. I had built the room to be sound proof and had installed all of the necessary equipment that I would need to properly train her.
“Since this is the first time that I must punish you, it will be a simple spanking. I want you to remember that future punishment will be more severe”. With that, I led her to the spanking bench. This device was designed to put her in the best position to expose her ass. There is a padded kneeler with straps to hold her knees about 18 inches apart. The main part of the bench is 12 inches wide and has a strap to hold her torso in place. There are straps on the front legs of the bench to put her arms in.
“Kneel there and lay over the bench”.
She did as she was told and I put the straps around her legs. I then pulled the strap over her back and tightened it to prevent her from moving. Next, I put the straps around her wrists and she was now ready to receive her punishment.
I had no desire to cause her injury but I did want her to feel pain. Just enough to make sure that she understood the consequences of disobedience.
I retrieved a ping pong paddle from the table and stepped behind Mary. “You will receive 20 strokes. You will count them out as you receive each one and you will thank me for teaching you after each stroke. Do you understand?”
“Yes Daddy”.
I began with a blow to her left cheek. “Ow, one, thank you for teaching me Daddy”.
A blow to her right cheek. “Ow, two, thank you for teaching me Daddy”.
A blow to her left cheek. “Ow, three, thank you for teaching me Daddy”.
I continued this, alternating left and right. After six swats on her ass, she was crying and had added “It hurts Daddy” to her litany. By the time we got to ten, her cheeks were a rosy red. I stopped to give her a brief respite and rubbed her ass. I could feel the heat emanating from the glowing red cheeks.
I began again, a little harder now. “Aaah, eleven, thank you for teaching me Daddy. Please Daddy, I can’t take any more”.
Smack! “Aaah, twelve, thank you for teaching me Daddy. Please Daddy!”
Smack! “Aaah, please Daddy!”
“You must say it or we will start over”.
“Thirteen, thank you for teaching me Daddy”.
Smack! “Aaah, fourteen, thank you for teaching me Daddy. Please Daddy!”
Smack! No reaction. “Say it”! No response. I walked around in front of her and lifted her head. She had passed out. I went back to check out her ass. It was mostly red with some purple areas. There were welts in some places. She was starting to wake up; I waited until she was fully wake and asked her if she was ready to continue.
“Please Daddy, it hurts so bad. Please don’t spank me anymore.”
“You have not finished your punishment. You were a bad girl and bad girls must be punished. We are going to finish this, are you ready?”
She was still crying and sobbed, “Yes Daddy”.
I decided to go easy for the last five and not point out that she had not counted the last one.
Smack! “Ow!” She really started bawling now and said, “I’m sorry Daddy, I don’t remember how many that was”.
“That was sixteen sweetheart”.
“Sixteen, thank you for teaching me Daddy”.
We continued until we had completed her 20 and I began to take the straps off. When I bent down to remove the straps from her legs, I noticed that her pussy was drip wet.
“You stay right there, I have some ointment to put on your ass that will make it feel better”. I got the tube of ointment and began applying it to her abused ass. “This will make the pain go away and will speed the healing”, I told her as I rubbed it in to her flesh.
She said, “That feels good Daddy”, as she rolled her hips.
I finished applying the ointment and helped her stand up. I led her out of the basement and took her to the bedroom. “I am pleased that you took your punishment so well. Now, go to sleep”.
When she turned twelve, her birthday present was a set of butt plugs. After I bathed her, I gave her a massage as usual. When I got to her ass, I lubed up the smallest butt plug and slowly inserted it in her asshole. It was slightly larger than my finger and about an inch longer. It slid in without an effort from me and she rolled her hips and moaned. “That feels wonderful Daddy. I think I need to cum. May I please cum Daddy?”
“No sweetheart, you have to wait.” For almost a year, I had been making her wait for her orgasm. She was getting better at controlling her orgasms and almost never climaxed without permission. I could count, on one hand, the number of times that I had punished her.
I had given her that first spanking when she was eleven and it was three months before I pushed her over the edge again. The second punishment was, as promised, more severe. I took her to the basement and attached a three foot spreader bar between her ankles and another to her wrists. I hooked the top spreader bar to the hoist a raised her until her toes were just touching the floor.
“You will receive 50 lashes. You will count them and you will thank me each time. Do you understand?”
“Yes Daddy. I’m sorry that I disappointed you Daddy. I should have asked for permission before I came. I deserve to be punished”
I thought, “She is coming along quite nicely if she really believes that she deserves to be punished”.
I got my riding crop and stepped behind her. I began on her ass and moved each blow to a different spot. After each blow, she responded as ordered and counted each one, followed by “Thank you for teaching me Daddy”. After only a few lashes, I could see that her pussy was flowing freely. A dozen and she was moaning and rolling her hips. After 20, she was sobbing and obviously in pain, but she never asked me to stop. When I was finished, she was hanging limply by her wrists and she was covered by welts from her shoulders to her thighs. I lowered her to the floor and removed the spreader bars. I picked her up and laid her over the spanking bench. She must have thought that her punishment was to continue, she stiffened as if in anticipation of being restrained again. I took it as a good sign that she did not try to resist and she did not protest.
“Your punishment is finished sweetheart. I am going to put some ointment on you now.” She relaxed and said, “Thank you for teaching me Daddy. I’m sorry. I won’t do it again.” As soon as I started applying the ointment, she shuddered and asked, “Daddy may I cum?” I made her wait and continued to rub the ointment into her injuries. When I began rubbing her ass, she moaned and again asked, “Daddy may I cum now?” I slid two fingers into her pussy and said, “Yes”. She came instantly, spraying pussy juice all over my hand and half way up my arm.
The next punishment came about a week after her twelfth birthday. I made her keep the small butt plug in all the time. After a week I moved her up to the next sized plug. As I inserted the plug the first time, she nearly climaxed on the spot. She asked for permission and I denied it. She mustered all of the control she had and was able to prevent the orgasm. I continued her massage and eventually allowed her to cum.
The next morning, I was awoken by her crying. She was lying on the far side of the bed. I rolled over and hugged her and asked her why she was crying.
She said, “I’m so sorry Daddy. I didn’t mean to. I woke up and when I sat up it moved in my butt and I came. I really didn’t mean to. It just happened and then every time I moved, it happened again”.
“How many times did you cum sweetheart?”
“I don’t know for sure Daddy, I lost track after eight. And Daddy, I have to tell you something else. I’m really sorry Daddy, I took it out. I couldn’t make it stop. I just kept cumming and cumming and cumming. I was so scared. I didn’t know what else to do. So, I pulled it out.”
“Ok sweetheart, thank you for being honest. You know that you need to be punished.”
“Yes Daddy, I’ve been bad. I should have controlled myself better.”
“Yes, you should have and you will also be punished for taking the plug out.”
“Yes Daddy. I’m sorry.
“Get your butt plug and follow me.”
“Yes Daddy.”
I led her to the basement once again.