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Archer accepted Ivy’s revised assignment on Monday, and told her she was a good girl. Then she gave him her panties, and he kissed her as he pushed her underwear into her ass, and then fingered her cunt, finding it agreeably wet.
Ivy hated that she had come to find all this pleasant. She liked being told she was a good girl. She had come to anticipate the feeling of his finger pushing into her anus, and it felt good to have him finger her wet pussy. Plus, in terms of lies that she told herself, it was less embarrassing to believe that she was wet because she was looking forward to Archer feeling her pussy, rather than that she was wet because she had tongue-kissed her father outside school and felt his hard cock poking against her as she kissed him.
She didn’t like the way that Archer had chosen to “make life harder for her” this week, though. She didn’t like it at all.
“This is a vibrator,” he said to her, passing her a pink phallic device, as if Ivy couldn’t see for herself what it was for.
“Thank you, sir,” she said, as she took it from him, although she wasn’t really grateful at all.
“When you ask for permission to piss from now on, this needs to be inside you and activated,” said Archer. He pointed at a little rubber strap with a clip that extruded from the base. “That clip is for your clitoris. It will help you hold it inside you without panties. When your cunt tries to push it out, it will just tug on your clit, but stay inside.”
Ivy winced at the idea of clamping her clitoris. She didn’t want to use this device – and certainly not at school – but she guessed that the boys were going to be checking it was inside her before granting permission.
“Also, from now on, you do not have permission to use the toilets for your first piss of the day,” said Archer.
Ivy was confused. “But…”
“If you can’t find one of us,” said Archer, “then you strip nude from the waist down, put the vibrator inside you, and then piss outside somewhere on school grounds, and film yourself doing it.”
She stared at him, bug-eyed. Film herself pissing? She couldn’t!
“If you find one of us,” said Archer, “then we will give you one of these.”
He held up what looked like a pair of panties – except they were made of some kind of plastic, with firm elastic around the leg holes, and a thick pad running along the groin.
It was a diaper – a kind of diaper.
Ivy felt her face go red.
“We will give you one of these, and tell you how and where to piss. You will do so. You are not allowed to take the diaper off, or remove or deactivate the diaper, until an hour after you have pissed in the place you were told to.”
“This is insane,” Ivy breathed.
“That’s one,” said Archer. “No, let’s call it three. I can make this worse on you, bitch.”
“But… I can’t!” Ivy protested.
“Okay, I’ll make it worse on you,” said Archer.
He gave her a handful of diapers from a packet he apparently had in his schoolbag.
“Take these home,” he told her. “From now on you don’t piss in your toilet at home either. I think toilet training a bitch like you was a mistake and it’s time to undo it. If you need to piss between leaving school and going to bed, you do it with the vibrator inside you, wearing a diaper, and either making eye contact with your father or kissing him. You understand?”
Ivy made a strangled noise.
“And at night, I want you to keep a bowl of water by your bed, and go to sleep with your hand in the bowl, wearing a diaper, to help you get used to wetting yourself in your sleep.”
Ivy tried to beg him for mercy, using only her eyes.
“Do you want people to see those slutty videos you’ve sent us?” said Archer. “Or your assignments? Be a good bitch and obey.”
And Ivy knew she would.
“Your assignment for this week is ‘Things that go in your cunt’,” said Archer. “Good luck.”
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Ivy used her first diaper that same day. She found Archer in the afternoon, between classes. The vibrator was in her cunt, the clamp attached painfully to her clitoris. She was moaning with both lust and pain, because her pussy was wet, but her cunt muscles kept involuntarily squeezing on the vibe, trying to push it out, and every time they did it pulled painfully on her clit.
“Please, sir, I’m a stupid cunt,” she breathed when she saw him. “May I piss in a diaper?”
He laughed, and gave her the diaper, and Ivy quickly pulled it up her legs and snugged it into place over her pussy.
“Your first experiment can be right here and now,” said Archer. “Piss here, while I kiss you.”
He grabbed her and pushed her up against a wall, and before Ivy knew what was happening, he was kissing her on the lips. One hand was on her shoulder, pinning her in place, and the other was on her tits, squeezing them in a way that was both painful and arousing.
“Piss,” he whispered to her. “Be a good bitch.”
Ivy was lost in a mix of confusion, shame, and lust. She didn’t really want to kiss Archer, but she was so wet, and the vibrator was buzzing, and his hand was on her breasts. And it wasn’t going to stop until she pissed for him, so she should…
She felt her bladder relax – and then she was pissing. Pissing into her panties, in public, as a vibrator buzzed in her twat and she sucked on a boy’s tongue.
And then, suddenly, it was too much, and she orgasmed.
She could have died from shame. Orgasming from pissing. It was too slutty.
But Archer just laughed, and pulled away from her so he could watch it happen.
Luckily the diaper absorbed everything.
“Remember, leave it on for an hour,” Archer reminded her.
And Ivy had to go back into class and pretend to concentrate, with a vibrator humming in her fuckhole and the warm feel of her piss against her pussy lips.
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If she needed the toilet a second time in a day, they let her use it normally, but when she got home it was a different matter.
She knew, in her heart, that Archer had no way of knowing if she used the toilet in her house. But part of her was terrified that somehow, in some way, he would find out, and her shame and torture would be increased exponentially.
And so when she felt that her bladder was full after dinner, she slipped the vibe inside her, and a diaper over the top, and went to find her father.
He was in the kitchen.
“Daddy,” she said. “I was wondering if… there’s any chance I could transfer back to my old school? I think I was learning better there.”
He looked at her – and she noticed with discomfort the ways his eyes briefly strayed down to her breasts, before returning to her face.
She worried briefly that he could hear the vibrator humming in her pussy. It was a very quiet device, but still..
“No, I don’t think so, honey,” he said. “It’s too late in the semester, and it would be too much effort. And besides, I think St Aaron’s is good for you. I think it’s having a good effect on… your attitude.”
“But daddy,” she protested – and as she spoke, she felt her bladder relax, and her urine begin to trickle into the diaper – “the boys at St Aaron’s are mean to me.”
“Well, honestly,” said her father as he stared at her, unaware that she was pissing in front of him, “I think a bit of humility is a good lesson for you. I think I may have spoiled you a little, honey. But it’s okay, I still love you.”
And before she could stop him, her father had stepped forward, put his arms around her, and was kissing her on the lips.
And, once again, Ivy found herself orgasming. She was cumming, as she pissed into a diaper and kissed her father.
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She slept, as she had been told, with her hand in a bowl of water, and it had the effect that Archer had predicted. She woke in the middle of the night to realise that she was wetting herself in bed.
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She pissed in a diaper the next morning at breakfast while chatting to her father. It felt weird to be eating with a vibrator humming inside her.
When she needed a diaper at school, she went to Theo, who told her to piss in her next class while standing up and answering a question. As a result, Ivy learned what it was like to wet herself with an entire class of boys and a teacher watching her and a vibrator in her wet pussy, while trying to explain the significance of the New Deal to American economics. She was deeply grateful that, this time, she didn’t orgasm as well.
The third day they made her wet herself in gym while jogging laps around the oval. The fourth day she had to piss while kissing Liam, and on Friday she had to piss while crawling on all fours in the courtyard in front of Archer and his friends.
Every night and most mornings she pissed while talking to her father, and when she slept, she got used to pissing into her diaper while she slept.
She realised with some horror that she was beginning to become aroused merely from realising that her bladder was full. Her pussy was looking forward to the vibrator going into her. She was coming to associate wetting herself with arousal.
She worked on her assignment all week. She looked around the house for things that could go in her cunt, and for each thing she found, she would push it as far into her fuckhole as it would go, and take a picture.
She tried to anticipate what Archer would find wrong with her project. Was it even possible to pass on the first try? She hoped so. Her last punishment had been so degrading that she didn’t want to see what was next.
She shoved the following things up her pussy:
a rolling pin;
the handle of the toilet plunger;
a cucumber (which she ate afterwards, if only because she couldn’t bear the idea of her father eating it instead);
the toe of one of her high heel shoes;
all of her permanent markers, at the same time;
one of her school uniform shirts;
one of her diapers, after she’d pissed in it;
her vibrator;
a stick she found in the garden;
her entire hand (she was surprised to discover it would fit, up to the wrist);
some mashed potato she saved from dinner (she ate it after it had been in her cunt, so her father wouldn’t see it in the bin);
a corn cob, from the same dinner;
the gearstick of her father’s car (she crept into the garage late and night, and squatted over the gearstick, feeling its leathery handle push into her fuckhole, knowing that she would never sit in this car again without blushing);
a thinnish tube of deodorant;
a medium-sized plush teddy bear; and
a potato.
She put all the photographs on her assignment poster, and rated each one by how well it had fit in her pussy, how much she had enjoyed it, and how appropriate it was as something for a slut like her to fuck.
By Saturday night, she thought the assignment was done. But she kept imagining how Archer was going to fail her anyway. What had she missed?
The thought came to her as she was about to fall asleep. He had made her say she wanted to fuck her father. He had made her photograph her father’s dick.
He would ask her whether her father’s dick belonged inside her.
It was an awful thought. A slutty thought. But Ivy was suddenly sure she was correct. And, in any case, her mind was addled, because she had just had the vibrator inside her for an hour after pissing while kissing her father, and her pussy was so wet.
She waited until midnight, so her father would be asleep – and as she waited, she idly played with her pussy. She didn’t let herself cum, because she felt like if she orgasmed then her brain chemistry might change and she would chicken out. She had to do this while she was horny, if she had any chance of dodging a further punishment from Archer.
After midnight she crept into her father’s room, completely naked, and pushed back the covers to reveal his dick. He appeared to be sound asleep – even snoring – so Ivy gently took her father’s limp cock in her hand and began to pump it.
It was slow in hardening, so remembering what had worked last time, she leaned down and took the tip in her mouth. It tasted good – salty – and it hardened almost immediately. She sucked on it a little, feeling it grow rock hard against her tongue, and then she let it fall from her lips.
Slowly, carefully, she climbed atop the bed, straddling her father’s waist.
Was she really going to do this?
Her pussy pulsed with arousal. She was.
She took her father’s cock and lined up the tip with the entrance to her sopping wet pussy. And then she lowered herself onto it.
Her father made a small noise – a half moan, that almost stopped Ivy’s heart – and then his cock was inside her.
It felt amazing. Warm, and hard – like it was the thing her pussy had always been missing. It was difficult for Ivy not to make her own slutty moan.
She lined up her phone, and took a photo of it – her father’s cock, buried in her own teenaged snatch.
She should stop now, and go back to her bedroom – but what would it hurt to bounce just a couple of times? Her father wasn’t awake, so it wasn’t like it was really incest. It was just… a kind of masturbation.
Gently, she bounced on her daddy’s cock – and immediately had to put her hand in her mouth to stop herself squeaking with uncontrolled lust. It felt so good.
She bounced again – and again.
And then suddenly, something was wrong. There was wetness…
Oh God! Her father was cumming! He was ejaculating in her pussy!
Ivy almost jumped straight off the bed – but that surely would have woken her father. Instead, she climbed off gently, her daddy’s cum dripping from her wet cunt.
She wanted to run away, but she realised she had to clean up her mess. If her father woke up with cum on him, he would wonder what had happened.
So she knelt by the bed, squeezing her thighs together in an attempt to avoid dripping cum on the carpet, and she gently licked her father’s cock clean. She licked every drop of semen and cunt juices from his dick, and tried to pretend she wasn’t enjoying it. Then she licked around his groin and thighs, to catch her cunt juices there.
And then she ran back to her room.
She didn’t dare use the bathroom to clean herself. The running water would wake her father.
So she just put on her diaper, and fell asleep with her father’s cum still in her twat, and her hand in a bowl of water, and let her body piss itself in her sleep.
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