"Are you sure your folks are gone?" Ricky asked as Kelly unlocked the door to her house.

"Of course, Mom is working at the hospital until midnight when her shift is over and my stepfather is off on a business trip. We have the house all to ourselves for hours yet!" Kelly assured him. Kelly pulled him into the house and shut the door behind him. "Go on into the living room and I'll bring us a couple of sodas." Ricky went on into the living room as she had suggested and Kelly followed quickly after.

Kelly Daniels was one of the more popular kids in high school. The eighteen-year-old was a junior this year, due to being held back in sixth grade, and she was looking forward to starting her senior year of school the coming September. Kelly didn't like school and only did what was absolutely necessary to get a passing grade and graduate. She mainly went to school to socialize with her friends. And right now Ricky was the focus of most of her attention.

Kelly liked Ricky a lot and they'd had more than a few make-out sessions whenever they could steal away together. But Kelly was always left frustrated when their time together would end. She knew that he had more to give.... she had felt the bulge he had in his pants as they kissed and played around. And she had decided a few days ago that tonight would be the night when she would see if that bulge felt as good in her pussy as it did in her hands.

As they sat together on the couch drinking their sodas, Kelly starting making her move. She put her hand on his leg casually at first, but she soon began moving it slowly upwards. Subtly she got closer and closer to his crotch. She started kissing him and nuzzling his neck, and he responded by sliding his hand up to feel her up over her top. 

The petting and kissing got heated and both had begun moaning and panting with excitement. Kelly's hand had found the bulge she hoped would be in his crotch and when she grabbed it and squeezed, she moaned at its size.

"Ricky, let's go into the bedroom," she suggested. By now Ricky was so aroused he would have done whatever she said as long as it led to more playing and petting. He wasn't yet aware of Kelly's plans for the evening, but he got up and took her hand, pulling her to her feet as well. The two young people walked down the hallway to her room and shut the door.

"Ricky, I want you... and I don't mean just kissing and copping a feel, either. I want you to fuck me. I want to feel you inside me right now!" she said, once the door shut behind them.

"Really?" he said, a bit surprised at her candor.

"Yes, Ricky. You and I have been together for almost two months now and we have made out several times in different places. I think it's time we do more than just tease each other, don't you? I know I am tired of walking away horny and coming back here to my room to get myself off. I want you to get me off!" she said, tugging at his shirt.

"Okay, but I want to tie you to the bed. I want you spread-eagled and helpless. That way I can have my way with you!" he said, grinning.

"Oooh, that sounds like fun! I think there's some rope in the kitchen. I'll be right back!" she said, and she went to get the rope, returning in a flash. "Here is the rope, now what do you want me to do?"

"Get in the middle of the bed and I will tie your hands and feet to the corners of the bed!" he said.

"Yes, Sir!" she quipped and promptly got into position. Ricky began tying her wrists to the headboard corners and once her wrists were secured, he moved to tie her ankles similarly.

"There, that ought to hold you, slut!" he said, testing the waters with his dirty talk.

Kelly was all for the dirty talk. "Yes, Ricky, I'm your slut! I'm your dirty slut!" she said excitedly.

"Now I'm going to fuck you and make you my slut for good! I'm going to make you forget about every other guy in school!" he said.

And he was just about to start with his plan for Kelly domination when all of a sudden a noise from outside startled them both. Ricky went to the window to see what was going on.

"Oh shit! Your stepdad is home! Oh fuck!" he said, panic-stricken. Ricky knew that if he was found in her room in this situation her father who was an ex-Marine would skin him alive. Ricky ran out of the room and out the back door just as Kelly's stepfather came in the front.

"Kelly! Kelly, are you home honey?" he called out as he walked through the house.

Please don't let him come in here! Please don't let him come in here! she thought to herself as she heard him walking down the hallway. She heard his footsteps as he walked past her bedroom to the bathroom, then to the laundry room.

She breathed a sigh of relief thinking that he had moved past her room, but a moment later her relief turned to terror as she heard her doorknob being turned.

Damn! she thought as the door began to swing open. There was nothing she could do–Ricky had tied her quite securely to the bed and there was no way she could get loose if she had hours to work on it–much less seconds!

"Kelly, are you in... WHAT THE FUCK?" he said as he saw his stepdaughter tied to her bed spread-eagled and nearly naked.

"It's okay, Mark! This is no big deal! Don't get crazy about this!" she said, trying to calm him down.

But he wouldn't be swayed so easily. "What in the hell do you mean 'This is no big deal'? I think having my stepdaughter tied to a bed half-naked is kind of a big deal! Who did this to you? You sure as hell couldn't do this yourself... how would you tie your last hand? So where is your partner in crime?" he asked.

"Mark, we were just messing around! Just having some fun is all," Kelly said.

"We'll just see what your mother thinks of your 'messing around' when she gets home. I'll bet she won't think so highly of your idea of fun!" he said.

"Oh, God, no! Mark, please–you can't tell Mom! I'll be in so much trouble! The Sweetheart Ball is coming up in a few weeks and if she found out about this she wouldn't let me go! Please don't tell Mom about this!" Kelly implored him.

Mark sat on the edge of the bed next to the bound Kelly. He looked at her, thinking about what he should do. He had tried since marrying her mother to win Kelly over, but Kelly still considered him just "the guy Mom was married to". He knew that this was a big deal to her and that if he kept quiet and forgot about all of this, it would go a long way in cementing their relationship.

But on the other hand, if Linda, Kelly's mom, and his wife, found out about this and he didn't say anything, she would be more than a little pissed off. After all, this was her daughter, her only child, and he had found her tied to the bed by a guy who had God only knows what in mind for her!

Mark mulled the dilemma over for several moments, trying to decide the best course of action. He did want a good relationship with Kelly–she needed a man in her life she could trust and depend on. Her father certainly hadn't been there for her. But he also didn't want to have any troubles with Linda, either.

They had only been married for a year or so and things were still new to both of them. Linda's ex-husband, Kelly's father, had really messed Linda up and Mark had worked hard to win her trust and to make all the bad memories start to fade. He didn't want to jeopardize all that work with one single mistake.

Then Mark came up with an idea... an idea that would not only allow him to get out of the predicament he was in, but would also teach his promiscuous stepdaughter a lesson as well.

"So you're gutless–and nutless–boyfriend left you here all tied up like this... seems a shame to run out on such a pretty little package," he started.

"Well, he was... afraid of you. You are a Marine after all," she said.

"That's right and he should be afraid of me. But you know, the Marines have another motto of sorts–"Never leave a man behind". And leaving something as pretty as this behind just isn't right!" he said.

"You honestly think I'm pretty?" she asked.

"Why, of course, I do baby! You and your mother are the two most beautiful things in the world. Why do you think I love you both?" he said.

"Well, I know Mom is beautiful, I've always known that. But me?" Kelly said.

"Of course, honey. Let me tell you a little secret–and this is only between you and me now–but when you walk around the house in those little negligee's or your sleep shirt and panties... damn, you are sexy! And that little pink bikini is tempting too.

"I'll tell you, sweetheart, more than once you have given me a hard-on that could drive railroad spikes!" he said. As he spoke he began running his hand up and down the inside of her thigh. 

"Really? You think I'm sexy?" she asked. She was falling hard for his compliments, just as he knew she would. Young girls are always so self-conscious and worried about their appearance. They need lots of attention and words of praise to feel good about their looks. He played on this weakness, heaping on the adulation and flattery.

"Oh sweetheart, you are much more than sexy! You are a knockout! I've always thought so ever since I first laid eyes on you. If I were ten years younger I would have made a play for you instead of your mother!" he said. His hand moved further up her thigh as he spoke and she didn't even notice, she was so engrossed in what he was saying to her. 

"Do you mean it? Do you really think I'm as sexy as Mom?" she asked.

"Yes, darling, every bit as sexy as Mom. In fact, with you tied up like this, it's getting hard to resist taking you right here!" he said. And to prove his point his hand then moved from her thigh to her crotch and he began rubbing her pussy through her panties. He rubbed her pussy hard enough she could easily feel it and made sure his hand moved over where her clit would be as well.

"W-what are you doing?" she said, half surprised and half turned on by it.

"Shhh... just relax honey," he said soothingly.

"But... you're my Dad... she said, in weak-willed protest.

"Actually, honey, I'm your stepdad–a fact you have been quick to point out on numerous occasions. And so there is no threat of incest or anything with this. The only worry is that your mother would be pissed to high heaven... but she's not going to find out about this, is she? After all, you have as much to lose here as I do," he said.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Well, think about it for a minute. If she was to find out what we are doing, she would be mad as hell at me and probably divorce me. But she would also be mad at you for always walking around in your skimpy nightclothes and being such a tease. She would probably blame you, at least partly on this and in causing us to break up.

"And she would resent you for causing her to be alone again. So you see, if word was to get back to her that you and I had sex, well it would just be ugly all the way around," he explained.

"You are going to have SEX with me?" she said incredulously.

"Yes, honey. The way I figure it, you are such a little cock-tease because you have never found anyone who can satisfy you. You have only had young boys who don't know one end of a woman from the other. Those gawky, fumbling, needle-dicks can't give you what you want. You need a man. A man who has the experience and the cock that can satisfy a horny young pussy," he said.

Mark was rubbing her pussy harder now and without even realizing it, Kelly's body was responding to his caresses. Her hips were grinding against his hand and he could see her breathing had quickened.

"You really are a horny little sexpot aren't you... just look at the way you are humping my hand already! Daddy's little slut!" he said.

With the word "slut" now in play, Kelly moaned audibly. She loved to be called a slut, a whore, a fuck toy–anything degrading and humiliating.

She loved to be treated the same way; made to give blowjobs to her man, made to crawl, she wanted it all, she wanted to be used and useful. A tool for her man's pleasure–that was her goal in life. And now that she had a real man, she was all the more anxious to get to work!

"Maaark..." she moaned. 

Mark smiled, Yep, a slut just like her mother! he thought to himself. It was time to move things along a bit.

Mark got up and turned around on the bed, now kneeling by her side. "Now let's have a look at what all the boys have been after, shall we?" he said. He reached out and pulled aside her panties to see her pretty little slit. He was quite surprised to find that she kept herself shaved. "Kelly, you shave your pussy hair?" he asked.

"Yeah, my boyfriends seem to like it this way. I started a couple of years ago, and I just like it this way now too," she said.

"Well, I think that's very hot and sexy! I like it this way too. In fact, I think it's time to sample your merchandise, sweetie!" he said. He moved around between Kelly's spread and bound legs. Untying her ankle ropes at the bedposts, he was able to move her legs closer together.

He reached up and pulled her panties down her long, lean legs and then completely off. "Now let's tie your legs again... I kinda like the idea of a helpless slut!" he said. Since she had little hope struggling against him even if she were totally free, she acquiesced and let him do what he wanted with her.

Mark lowered his face to hover just above her bald slit. He noticed moisture starting to form on her pussy lips and her clit had grown in size also. Yes, this girl was definitely aroused by the idea that he was about to give her a proper fucking!

"Mmm," he said, breathing in her sweet woman scent. "Somebody's getting turned on!"

"Ohhh..." she moaned softly. Yes, she was very much turned on by her stepfather's words and actions. She was already excited about the idea of finally fucking Ricky... and this was an even better surprise!

"So you want me to fuck you? Is that what I'm getting here?" he asked.

"Yesss..." she said.

"Well, just so we're clear and there are no mixed signals, I want you to ask me. Ask me to fuck you then if you want it," he said. He knew full well she did, but he planned on making sure she knew she wanted this too!

"Please, Mark, please fuck me," she said.

"Now, Kelly, you can do better than that! You're a slut, aren't you? Ask me like a slut would ask. Make me believe you want this cock!" he said sternly.

"Oh God Mark! Please, please fuck me! Oh, I need you inside me! Please, Daddy, please fuck me with your big fat cock!" she cried. 

"That's more like it," he said. "Now, are you a slut, Kelly?"

"Yes, oh yes!" she cried, writhing as his hand played with her pussy.

"Whose slut are you?" he asked, slipping two fingers into her drooling slit, rubbing her pussy walls and over her aching swollen clit.

"Your slut! I want to be your slut, Daddy! Please, please fuck me! Pleeease! Oh, god, I want you!" she cried, almost in tears now.

"All right then. Don't worry, I fully intend to fuck you, my horny little slut, and fuck you good. But we have time for that–your mother won't be home for hours. And she won't be able to come home early like I did since I have to go pick her up at work when her shift is over.

"But that is still six hours from now. We will have plenty of time to play! And by the time I'm done with you slut, you'll forget all about your little boyfriend–I promise you that!" he said. "First off, though, I am hungry and that juicy peach of yours looks delicious!"

Mark lowered his face to her crotch and, with two fingers, deftly parted her pussy lips, exposing the wet pink interior of her pussy. As soon as her portal opened a whole new wave of her sweet aroma came to him. He loved the smell of pussy, and Kelly's made his mouth water.

He peered into the warm, welcoming depths and saw the clear, sweet, honey dripping from her pulsing walls, beckoning him to indulge his tastes in her. Which he promptly did, fastening his hot mouth over the entrance to her heaven and plunging his tongue deep into her tunnel.

"OHHH, GAAAWD!" Kelly squealed as she felt his tongue burrowing into her. Her hips raised on their own, wanting him deeper, wanting him to lick up all the sweetness that...