Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. TITLE: Do Forts Protect Against Monsters? Author:Ophelia's Fever Word Count: 1542 2016 Contact me at: opheliasfever(at)gmail.com Codes:Mg, bd, ped Summary: Forts should protect little girls from monsters lurking the night. However, what do we do with the monsters within? Disclaimer: This is a literary work intended for adult (18+) audiences. By reading my story you consent to the understanding that this is a work of fiction for adults. All characters are a figment of my imagination for entertainment purposes only. ********************************************************** "Okay, daddy, it's ready!" Jenna calls out, eyeing her work. The living room was covered in white sheeting. Couches acting as walls, piles of books acting as stanchions. Below, a nest of pillows and blankets finished the scene. "Coming sweety." Daddy says from the kitchen, tall and handsome in flannel pajama bottoms and T shirt. The tray of items in his hand that include two mugs of hot cocoa and a bowl of popcorn. Settling the tray at the edge to the entrance of the fort, Daddy turns off all the lights in the house for our indoor camping night. Using only lanterns and flashlights we will enjoy the rest of the long winter evening. Jenna is already waiting in the fort, ready for a fun evening with Daddy. Green winter hat on top of long red braids (But, it's warm inside, princess) "I know Daddy but I like this hat!" A short purple sleep shirt with unicorns prancing, sheer lace and knee high purple socks complete the outfit. No panties, of course, one of Daddy's rules being no panties unless otherwise directed. Daddy crawls inside, looking so big in this small, intimate space. Lanterns lit and glowing there is enough space to play a game, and we do so, moving pieces across the board, eating popcorn, drinking cocoa and thinking intensely because the loser will have to subject themselves to monster tickling. That is, tickling without any pity. Daddy looking over to Jenna across the game in her silly green hat, cross legged with a stuffed bear in her lap, makes Daddy want to cherish her and ravish her all at the same time. In one final move, Daddy takes the winning score. "No! That's not fair!" Jenna squeals, angry that she had lost. And while she is fast, already halfway out the fort, Daddy is far quicker; grabbing her by her ankle he pulls her back, enjoying the view of her sleep shirt being pulled up to her waist. "Oh, not so fast, princess!" Daddy says, pulling her struggling body to him. "It's time for the Monster tickle!" he shouts, grabbing her and forcing her on his lap, he begins to tickle her knees, her sides, her armpits while Jenna is a blur of trying to fight him off. "Gah!!! Stop Daddy! Noooo!" Jenna says trying to squirm out of his lap. But Daddy only redouble his efforts, grabbing both of her hands in his one large paw he continues, with occasional light slapping on her torso, her upper thigh, her cheek. Relishing the flush of her pale skin, delighting in her helplessness, and her struggle. Taking the tickling further, Daddy twists a nipple in between the tickling, grabs her knee then slaps her baby pussy. Tickles her rib cage, then lightly slaps her face and continues to do so until finally, Jenna weakens her fight, and subdues to his administrations. "Has your fight tuckered you out, sweetheart?" Daddy says, gently rubbing her tummy in circles while Jenna settling into her situation, no longer fighting, domesticated completely. "I think it's story time, would you like that Princess?" Daddy asks, reaching behind him and pulling a book out from behind the pillows. Daddy also pulls out Jenna's favorite pacifier. Another house rule, storytime is also always pacifier time for baby girl. Daddy resettles Jenna in a new position on his lap, and she snuggles in, but not before Daddy grazes her little girl pussy to feel moisture there. "Mmm, good girl..." Daddy says, kissing the top of her precious hair, hat long since fallen off. Daddy opens the book, but this is no ordinary fairy tale. This is a very illicit collection of naughty stories about Daddies and daughters. Daddy begins reading to his sweet little girl stories of incest and abuse, with one hand, while reaching down and stroking the wet little pussy of his daughter all the while. Fat Daddy fingers splay open Jenna's bald puffy lips, "Open your legs wider for Daddy." Daddy whispers into her hair and Jenna complies, widening her thighs for Daddy's touch. Daddy diddles her clit and dips lower into her small, wet hole, a hole well trained to be fucked by her Father. Daddy can hear Jenna's suckling increasing on her pacifier. God, she is so gorgeous! So helpless and all his! Jenna begins moving her hips against Daddy's fingers, eager and easy to cum since she has not had permission to do so all week until playnight. "Not so fast, princess." Daddy says, withdrawing his hand from his daughters bald pussy. "The only time I want you having a cummie is around my dick." Daddy sets his daughter off of his lap and pulls down his flannel pajamas, cock large and hot and to the ready. "Also, you know the other rule, don't you darling?" Jenna nods, pacifier in her mouth. "Take out your pacifier and tell me the rule darling." Jenna pops the pacifier out of her pink mouth, eyes glazed over in hunger desire to say the other House Rule, "Baby's cummie also comes with pain." Having long been trained to only cum with either humiliation or pain, Jenna waits expectantly. "That's right, darling. You are such a good daughter for your Daddy. Widen your thighs and lift your sleep shirt." Daddy commands and Jenna does, popping her pacifier back into her mouth. Daddy pulls out from under the pillows a cane. This cane looks very well used, smooth and soft from the countless whacks it has impacted on Jenna's little body. "We will just do a maintenance 10, cause Daddy loves to see you hurting." Daddy says. Jenna's body trembles in both excitement and fear, flinching at the cane being held aloft her body. At half force, Daddy whips the cane along one thigh, then the other, red welts rising from his daughter's sweet flesh. Jenna yells and yips and cries behind her pacifier. One for the left thigh, one for the right, one for the tummy, one of the splayed open pussy, one for a titty and the pattern is repeated until darling Jenna is a mess of little stinging welts, tears in her eyes, heaving little chest and oh, so gloriously wet little pussy. But she doesn't move, she has been well trained by her Father. The tableau before Daddy is sublime in its submission, its, pain, its beauty. Daddy cannot take another moment not being firmly implanted in his daughter's little cunt. Positioning himself at her entrance, Daddy rubs his comparatively huge dick along his little girl's slice, rubbing her clit up and down, up and down, preparing his daughter to receive his big daddy cock. "You have been such a sweet little girl, you may cum this time, sweetheart." Daddy gasps out, overwhelmed by his need and desire to fuck his little girl. Jenna looks up at him, pacifier in her mouth, bald pussy waiting, expectant. Daddy angles his cock head to her incredibly small entrance, pushing in, he groans and Jenna widens her legs further to take him in. Impossibly tight, impossibly wet, his daughter's pussy grips his cock in wet iron as his dick pushes her canal to its full capacity to stretch. Daddy sits there for a moment, savoring the incredible feeling of little girl cunt, then begins to up the tempo, at first starting long and slow, moving his cock almost to the very entrance, before moving it back in. Daddy reaches down and plays with her baby clit at the same time. Her pink little pussy becoming even pinker with the assault of accommodating an adult dick. Jenna takes her pacifier out, "Yessss, Daddy that feels soo good! Fuck me Daddy, fuck me!!!" she pants out, growling and yelping under the intense pleasure she is receiving. It was shocking then, when Daddy slapped her a few times. "What did I say about language, Jenna?" Daddy demands "No big words from little girl mouths!" "Yes, Daddy I'm sorry Daddy" Jenna mewls, "Please give me a cummie, Daddy. Please give my kitten a cummie!" she pants out. The little girl words used in such a nasty way was enough for the both of them and Jenna screams out her orgasm, "Daddy! Oh yes, Daddy!!!! Give it to me!!!" and Daddy also roars out his orgasm, "Yes baby, milk Daddy's cock! Fucking my little girl! Arrrggghhh!!!" Daddy unloads buckets of cum in his young daughter. Staying there for a minute, he slowly pulls out his softening dick. Jenna takes her hands and rubs his cum into her pussy more, rubbing it into her stinging thighs and belly from the earlier caning. Jenna, while being trained well, will no doubt be sore for several days from the large dicking she just received. Daddy pulls her back onto his lap and rains kisses on her, her forehead, her hair (smells like strawberries!) her nose, her lips. His daughter deepens into his lap with a contented sigh and they stay like that for awhile. "You are such a good good little girl, honey." Daddy says between kisses, "Daddy loves his little daughter so much." Jenna sleepily watches her Daddy, face shining in adoration. Her submission, her beauty, her pussy all objects for her strong, wonderful Daddy. *************************************** Your feedback means so much to me. Please reach me at: opheliasfever(at)gmail.com