Chapter 1: Infamia
Notes:
[Kinks: slavery, underage, daddy kink, father/daughter, incest, medical play, urethral play, anal, medical exam, bondage, non-con/rape, M/f]
Chapter Text
Percival Hart spread the stirrups of his private gynecological exam chair open further, exposing his daughter to him completely as he stepped back to look. Hart had been a top surgeon up until just three years before, when he had decided to retire from practicing and focus on his business, creating advanced treatments and medical prosthetics. The man had two rooms added to the estate in preparation for the pleasure slaves he had planned to purchase: an examination room which also functioned as a clinic, and a small surgery, but his wife had thrown a fit every time the subject was broached and so until now the rooms had gone unused.
Ada was fourteen now, practically a woman. Hart blatantly assessed her thin form, causing the girl to shift uncomfortably under his gaze. She had a lovely face: freckles-less despite her fiery red hair and extremely fair skin. Her breasts were on the small side, but she was still young and they would likely grow. He moved closer and ran his fingers around the swell of her right breast before settling on her pink pencil-eraser nipple.
Ada sniffled quietly as she watched her father. She didn't seem to have any begging left in her at the moment, but that would likely change, with what he was about to do to her.
The man had originally only changed his daughter's legal status to "Pleasure Slave" earlier in the morning in order to further devastate his ex-wife, but seeing the beautiful girl spread out helpless before him had him patting himself on the back.
Hart's ex-wife had been from a wealthy and socially political family like himself, and she had been stunning, and so Hart had married her with little thought. She gave him a Ada right away but then mysteriously never got pregnant again.
Fed up with Mrs. Hart's frivolous spending, horrid attitude, refusal to allow pleasure slaves into the estate, and secretly taking birth control in order not to bare anymore children so that a son might have been produced, Hart had divorced her without warning. The drastic and extremely patriarchal changes in the laws after the recent brutal reshaping of society, combined with the affluent and successful political/social status that he held, resulted in his simply having to pay his ex-wife's family back her legally decided worth and removing her from his house. He of course retained full custody of Ada, who as a underage female was already essentially Hart's property to do with as he wished in the first place.
He immediately enslaved her. It was a still considered a bit of a scandalous move, enslaving an immediate relative, but the debauchery of the thing combined with the fact that the country was emulating ancient Roman society more and more, had the enslavement, or even marriage, of family becoming fashionable.
Hart gave Ada's nipple a quick tweak while holding her terrified gaze, just to watch her eyes fill with tears as the situation grew suddenly more real for her. The retired doctor brushed a lock of wavy red hair from her eyes and shushed her gently, "it's alright, sweetheart. I know that I haven't taken the time to get as close to you as I should have. I haven't been a good daddy to you, but now I'm going to start. You'll be with me all the time now."
Tears welled up in Ada's eyes as Hart sat down on the stool that had been positioned at the end of the examination chair. He rolled himself in between her legs and gently pulled her minimal labia apart with his thumbs, "you have a cute pussy. Nice and pink." He let go of her labia and moved on to her clit, pulling the hood back experimentally.
"Good, your hood is small and only partially covers your clit. I imagine that when you become aroused it becomes almost completely exposed. It looks like I won't have to be making any alterations," Hart assured her with a smile, patting the inside of her thigh.
"Let's take a look inside. You are a virgin, aren't you, Ada?"
Ada watched in fear as Hart picked up a metal implement that she had never seen before that was shaped like a shiny metal duck bill with a little winding key attached to one side, "I am. I've never even kissed a boy. So don't, Daddy please-"
Hart ignored her as he lubed up the speculum and gently slid it into her pussy to the hilt as a noise of discomfort was jolted from the girl. Another whine escaped her as he began turning the key, widening the blades inside her. She tried to shift her hips away from the intrusion futilely as she was stretched to her limit.
"There we are," Hart soothed her once she was completely open. He tilted the bright examination light that loomed above him down toward her opening and held up a mirror, positioning it for her so that she could see all the way inside of herself.
Ada shook her head, her breaths becoming faster from the constant feeling of being held open. Hart had dosed her with some slow-to-act mild aphrodisiacs, and it seemed that they were starting to take effect. He selected a long steel probe lined with measurements from a prepared sterile tray, inserting it into the space of the girl's spread out vagina, "this is the cervix; the entrance to the womb," he gently but firmly touched the rounded end of the probe against the small pink doughnut, caressing it lightly before taking down her vaginal depth in his notes.
Ada's breath hitched as she stared straight down her own pussy. Her father continued on as he began to press the probe in small circles against the tiny closed hole in the middle, "and this is the os, the actual opening. As I'm sure you've noticed, it's very sensitive and direct stimulation can be too much for some women until they are trained into enjoying it."
"Daddy, daddy please stop. I don't know what I did but I'm so sorry, please don't do this anymore, I'll be good I promise," his daughter pleaded, her cute breasts jerking with little sobs.
"Oh, it wasn't anything you did, baby. It was your mother's fault, she did this to you," Hart continued stimulating that little dip in the girl's cervix as he spoke, "now, I do believe that you'll be a good girl for me. I can treat you very well," he slowly circled the rim of her cervix, making her twitch, "but if you're bad I won't hesitate to punish you, and you do not want me to have to do that." Hart pushed hard at the tender junction of cervix and vaginal wall.
The girl yelped and shook her head, "no, please! I'll be good!"
The probe was withdrawn, "then I'll make sure to let you have a reward at the end of your enslavement intake," Hart held up the pad in order to show Ada the screen.
Dismayed, she found herself unable to look away from her own file and the notes on her more private areas. Bold words at the top of the document declared her legal status as a slave.
"Now, onto the next step," Hart exchanged the probe for a larger one. It was slim and only two centimeters wide, but it looked huge to Ada.
He applied a generous lubricant to the probe before rubbing additional lube onto Ada's pucker, making what was coming next clear to the girl. She winced in realization and immediately clamped down on as she felt the tip tease against her hole. Her father tsked . "It will go easier if you relax, and it's going to happen either way, so you might as well do yourself a favor."
Ada tried to do as he had instructed, afraid of potential pain, but was still unavoidably tight with fear. He pressed the probe forward, watching his daughter's face as her mouth became a little "O" and her eyes widened in surprise at the feeling of it sliding home.
Finished with those notes, Hart took hold of the probe once again, "that was your rectum. It's not quite deep enough for me to get my entire cock into, but that's why we're going to have a look at your colon as well," He started a smooth press of the probe forward, angling it to the left and searching for the bend that led up into her colon.
He found it quickly and slid the tool forward, enjoying the high keen that it produced from Ada. "It's too far inside me! Stop!" she begged.
"I'm not even at the end yet- Ah! There we are," Hart looked down at the probe and gave it a little twist as he checked the depth, "twelve inches to the end of your ascending colon, very nice."
After a minute or two or thrusting the probe in and out of the girl in order to amuse himself, Hart let go of the probe. The metal tube stayed protruded from her asshole, the majority of it still buried deep in her bowels. Ada was now dripping wet despite her fear and reluctance, the drugs and sexual teasing doing their work. He took another quick measurement of Ada's vaginal depth, now that she was fully aroused and her pussy had loosened and lengthened in preparation for being fucked.
"Now," Hart began, picking up a very thin probe and sliding it up and down across the flesh in between Ada's clit and pussy opening, "do you see this little hole here?" he used the tip of the probe to point to her tiny urethra, barely visible.
It wouldn't stay like that for long.
"This is your urethra, your pee-hole. It's very, very sensitive. And I want to see how much you enjoy me playing with this. It's an area I've always wanted to play with more extensively, and so you're going to be trained to...specialize in this area," he began inserting the tip of the probe as he spoke, stopping when it was just slightly inside of her entrance.
Ada gave a wordless complaint that went unheeded, and Hart stopped his teasing and pushed the probe in all the way to the end of the passage in one movement, causing Ada's body to jerk as she let out a small cry. It was extremely sensitive, her father was right.
Ada's urethra burned a little with the stretch and she felt a little like she had to pee, but the discomfort was overshadowed by the pleasurable electric sensation that came along with it.
"One and a half inches. I know that seems short but don't worry, that's actually average," he explained and rotated the implement in his hand before withdrawing it slowly, keeping the tip just inside.
"Another reason that urethral play is so fun is…" he angled the probe upward and applied pressure, rocking the tip back and forth.
Ada shouted and thrashed her head as the probe rubbed against her clit from the inside. Her father didn't stop, and Ada's small tits began to heave. The girl's toes flexed and curled in the stirrups as she tried to fight off the powerful sensations without success. She bit her lip.
The young teen had explored herself before, probing into her pussy with curious fingers, and she had felt the stirrings of arousal, but never anything close to this overwhelming wave of pulsing heat and want. It was so good but also almost painful.
She was becoming more desperate and frantic by the moment.
Hart slid the probe in all the way back in until Ada felt it bump into the end of the small passage.
"Can you guess what this is, up here above your pee-hole?" Hart asked as he pressed forward slightly.
"My- My bladder?"
"Very good," Hart pushed the tool past the slight resistance that the opening provided and paid his daughter's scream no mind, "two inches. That makes a three and a half inch total depth, but with training we should be able to get even deeper."
Ada started to shake her head again, some of her red hair falling over the side of the chair. It was a pretty sight, Hart thought to himself. He gave the probe a few more efficient thrusts and replaced the tool with a proper urethral sound, slightly larger than the probe had been.
The sound was fucked slowly in and out of her bladder, the end tapping against her walls and making her twitch her hips helplessly at the painful-in-a-good-way stretch, "please," she choked.
"You've been so good. Let Daddy take care of you now," Hart assured her gently as he slid the sound out of her.
"No!" Ada automatically protested as her hole was left empty.
Once she realized what she'd said she to cry again. Hart rubbed one of her thighs reassuringly, "shh, I know. You want your Daddy to fuck your bladder and make you cum so badly, don't you? Go ahead and ask me for what you need, Ada," he soothed and chose another, slightly larger sound.
He picked an impressive steel one that was beaded down the shaft. It reached almost one centimeter at its widest, and Ada screwed her blue eyes shut at the sight as she tried to stop her body from wanting it.
"Watch, Ada," her father pinched her clit in order to get her attention.
Her eyes flew open as she yelped in pained surprise.
It was a tight fit, but Hart still forced the first bead of the rod through the resistance and into her hole. Ada heaved out a sob, half misery, half pleasure as it finally breached her opening.
"Does it feel good, having the bead slide over your clit from inside?"
Ada shook her head in denial.
"You're not being very good, Ada. I told you to ask for something and you've ignored me. Now, tell Daddy what you want." This was clearly not a request..
Ada tried to settle herself, fixed by her father's deadly serious stare. She took a deep shuddering breath and stammered out, "um, p-please, Daddy. Please… Please fuck my bladder and- and make me cum."
"Good girl, Ada. You're such a good slut for me, aren't you?" he asked, inching another bead inside.
"Y-yes, Daddy," Ada appeased him, her breasts heaving.
Hart suddenly and swiftly slid the sound forward until it bottomed out and pressed against the firm but pliable muscle of her bladder, her responding cry causing Hart's cock to twitch in his paints. He pressed his left hand against himself and shifted in place as he watched his daughter's piss-hole swallowing the beads over and over while she wreathed against her bonds. It was tempting to just fuck her right then... But he had specifically planned for her first orgasm to be from having her urethra and bladder stimulated. And it looked like with Ada she was guaranteed to cum just from this alone.
He exhaled heavily out of his nose and returned to the task at hand. The sooner she came the sooner Hart could take her for the first time. He pressed a button on the handle of the sound in his hand, setting the tool to vibrate in order to speed things along. The beads jumped to life with powerful vibrations as they pressed and slid over the girl's clit from the inside, and popped in and out of the sphincter at the entrance of her bladder
Ada shrieked at the sudden over-stimulation, the sound of it bouncing around the sterile room, "Nooo- ahh!" Words quickly dissolved into meaningless screams.
Her hands twitched opened and closed uselessly and her legs attempted to kick out. Something was building up in her, something huge and terrifying, "Something's- oh! Something's happening! Daddy!" she begged for help, frantic, and began to shudder.
The probe still protruding from her ass began to jump along with Ada's muscles as they tensed rhythmically with her impending orgasm, causing the steel bar to almost wag up and down.
"That's it, Ada, cum for your Daddy," Hart sped up his thrusts and pressed two fingers from his free hand into Ada's pussy, still held open by the speculum.
He pressed his fingers against the upper wall where he could feel and even see the sound moving in and out of his daughter through the thin flesh that separated her urethra and pussy. She howled from the overwhelming pleasure and her first orgasm crashed over her. Ada arched in the chair and thrashed as Hart continued to fuck her through her orgasm.
When she finally came down from her extended orgasm her body sagged, her muscles loosened and a heavy sedated feeling creeping over her. She twitched as her father pulled the sound free and sighed in relief as he withdrew the probe from her ass. She waited for him to remove the speculum as well, but instead he just turned in his seat in order to retrieved another tool she that couldn't identify.
It was one of Hart's own designs; a female golden plug, designed to stimulate, train, and be decorative all at once. The bar of the sound, a little smaller than Hart's pinky, was gold and had a hollow ball at one end that reached one centimeter at its widest that held a chime inside. The ball worked to hold the plug in place as it sat just inside the bladder's sphincter. When the slave who was wearing it moved, the ringing of the bell stimulated both the bladder and urethra as the vibrations ran down the length of the sound. At the other end of the thick sound was a golden filigree ornament.
Hart lubed up the sound and held it against Ada's urethral opening while she watched, uncomprehending. She snapped out of her daze as soon as the ball, much larger than anything then anything she had taken before, started working it's way inside her, "oh my God, no! It's not going to fit, it'll break my pee-hole!"
"It will fit. I know what your limits are, and I know how far I can push without causing injury," he gave a good shove against the handle of the sound and the ball popped in.
"No no no no no- take it out, please!" Ada's limbs jerked as the ball stretched her much further than before. She grit her teeth against the burning pain, her whole body held taut.
Hart let the wide ball simply sit in her urethra for a long unnecessary moment while he admired his work, watching her squirm. The ball created a distinct bulge in the wall of her pussy, which was plainly visible thanks to the speculum. He touched the tip of a vibrator against the bump, sending shockwaves through per pussy wall and into the ball. Ada grunted as her clit was stimulated as well.
The older man let out a pleased hum at the reaction and held the vibe there longer, until Ada was panting and her cunt was twitching again. The girl sucked in a sharp breath as the sound was pushed in completely and let out a little whimper when the ball finally slipped into her bladder and settled. The decorative end of the plug rested snug against the space in between her pussy and clit, looking just like an elegant pussy piercing.
"Lovely," Hart approved and pulled the speculum free from her pussy without closing the blades, causing Ada to shout as the flared ends forced her open further before fully exiting.
Ada moaned and remained limp as her father unlocked her restraints and didn't resist as he helped her stand. The bell within her bladder rung with every movement and she could feel it tingle all the way down to her clit. She placed her fingers over the stud and shuddered.
"You'll have to remove it in order to relieve yourself, but you'll also be required to replace it immediately. If I find out that you haven't been wearing it, and I will find out, you will be severely punished," Hart instructed as he half carried Ada through the partition out of the examination area and into the rest of the little clinic.
Hart had her lie on one of the beds and positioned her pliant form until he was satisfied with her ass right at the edge of the hip-height bed. He took himself from his pants and quickly slicked up his cock, pulling himself several times as he watched Ada blink slowly around the room. Her dazed eyes landed on her father's large erection after a moment and comprehension flooded her face. He stepped forward before she could attempt to leave the bed and pulled her pale legs apart, holding the left up and away in a firm grip while he took his dick into his other hand. He pressed the head of his cock against Ada's wet cunt and savored the fact that he was about to take his daughter's virginity.
Hart hadn't realized just how much fucking his own child would turn him on, but he had never been this hard before, "you really are a slut Ada, you're wet again. Wet at the idea of your Daddy being the first one inside you. I won't make you wait any more, don't worry."
He slammed home in one thrust, burying himself inside of his daughter up to his balls. Ada yelped and tried to twist away, but Hart held her steady. He began fucking her pussy in short thrusts, her new urethral plug rubbing against his dick pleasurably.
The plug was stimulating her as well and she began to let out little breathy moans along with each trust as she was slowly fucked increasingly harder, the plug shifting and bumping inside her adding to the stimulation of the constant ringing of the chime.
"Tell your mother how much you love being fucked by your Daddy. Let her know that you can't wait to have me up your tight little ass."
"W-what?"
Hart pointed upward at a camera mounted unobtrusively on the wall to their left. Ada hadn't noticed the cameras before, but now that she was paying attention she could see that they were everywhere. Hart slowed his thrusts and rotated his hips slightly, "I offered your mother a rather generous amount in parting, a gift to help make her comfortable during her new life as an old maid. All she had to do to accept the funds was to agree to watch this entire intake procedure."
Ada stared at the camera, stunned and uncomprehending. Hart chuckled a bit, "Yes, your Mother agreed to watch me rape you in order to be paid an amount which, to be perfectly honest, was not much of an extravagance for me at all. She's been watching you this whole time. Now, tell her," he emphasized his demand with a harsh snap of his hips as he leaned forward in order to fondle a nipple in between his thumb and forefinger.
She squealed, and then again as Hart pinched her nipple hard when she hesitated, "Okay!"
The redhead looked tearfully up at one of the cameras and told it with a quivering voice, "I- Mom I- I love being fucked by Daddy. It feels so- ah! So good," she licked her pink lips unconsciously and moaned tearfully, "I can't wait for him to fuck my- my ass."
Ada's hands fluttered upward out of their own accord and settled on the firm chest of her father, who was currently rocking the head of his dick firmly against her cervix. Her hands twisted in the expensive material of his dress shirt but he graciously allowed it for the time being.
To Hart's surprise, Ada continued, "and I don't want him to, Mom, but he's making me feel so good and- oh! And I hate you! You- you bitch! "
Hart smiled down at Ada before grinning cruelly up at his ex-wife through the camera. Breaking in Ada would be much easier with the girl hating her mother. With some work he expected that he could likely convince her that her entire enslavement was his ex-wife's fault.
"I'm glad that you're feeling good, sweetheart. And I can make you feel even better," Hart pulled out and changed his angle, sliding into her ass with one firm push of his hips.
He was too impatient at that point to work his way inside slowly, so he figured that he might as well get it over with; like ripping off a bandaid in a way.
Ada wailed and Hart grunted as she tightened around him with little spasms of pain. He held still so that she could adjust; he wanted her to begin associating anal with pleasure, not discomfort. Hart waited until his daughter settled her pained bucking before slowly beginning to thrust as he felt her muscles loosen the tight grip that they had on his dick. She still wasn't completely relaxed, but it didn't feel like she was trying to crush his cock anymore.
Ada's breath stuttered in her chest as the burning pain began to fade into a not-unpleasant ache. She watched her father's face openly, lips parted, as he bent forward, practically folding Ada in half in order to kiss her. She protested with a weak whine but didn't turn her head away. He teased her bee-stung lips lightly with his tongue and teeth until she visibly gave up.
Her body became more slack and pliant and she opened her mouth for her father to lick his way inside. She even tentatively attempted to return the kiss as Hart let go of one of her legs and placed his hand firmly on a breast instead. He gripped it hard as he began to speed up, his length plunging deep into her.
It was becoming harder and harder for Ada not to move her hips up to meet his thrusts, "Oh, Daddy-" she gasped into Hart's mouth raggedly.
The hand on her tit switched it's attention to her nipple. He began to roll and pinch Ada's cute nipple back and forth, sharply plucking it occasionally as she whined.
"Touch yourself," Hart instructed, pulling away from her lips, "play with the jewelry that I gave you."
Ada complied, timidly tugging on the decorative stud that kept the plug from getting lost inside of her. Just that one little pull sent sharp pleasure coursing through her, and she couldn't help but do it again, and harder. She couldn't stop herself from beginning to whimper and moan in time with her father's thrusts in and out of her ass as she started to play with the little ornament in earnest. The feeling of it in her pee-hole combined with her father's cock rubbing deep against her walls was starting to feel incredible. She tossed her head to the side, her long hair fanning out across the small bed, the bright red of it a stark contrast to the white sheets.
She fucked herself with the plug harder, her cries growing louder. She could only slide the plug in and out about half of an inch but it was enough to bring her to the edge. Hart squeezed her nipple in between his fingers firmly and pulled it sharply away from her breast, causing her to shout out and seize up, shuddering with another orgasm.
Hart's hips jolted forward as her ass clamped down on his cock and her walls started to pulse around him. He thrust into Ada jerkily a few more times before he stilled and shot his cum deep into her ass.
They stayed joined for several long moments, panting. "Make sure to keep Daddy's cum inside," Hart instructed as he slipped his softening member out of the girl's ass.
He watched the little hole slowly close without any cum escaping with satisfaction. Ada was going to turn into a slave that Hart could be proud of, he could tell, and he had very high standards when it came to things that may influence his reputation.
Ada would have to be groomed carefully in order to become a proper high class slave, but she had certainly shown quite a bit of potential so far.
Hart plucked a handkerchief from his pocket and used it to clean himself off and threw the soiled cloth to the ground for a menial slave to deal with, "William is outside. He'll take you to my room where you can clean yourself off and rest," he dismissed as he finished putting himself away.
Ada would be sleeping in his bed from now on, his own little concubine in training. He watched her walk carefully to the door, unused to the tiny vibrations that each step caused inside of her sensitive urethra. She looked back over her shoulder at him with wide eyes before leaving the room, rubbing at her sore and reddened nipple with a thumb without realizing just how erotic she looked doing so. The man let his eyes linger on the display until she followed his gaze and hurriedly removed her hand from her breast with a blush.
Hart should have divorced his wife years ago.