After his mother left, Jimmy felt very alone, very frightened. Only a few days before his sister's whipping, he had found the puppy running the streets. It had no collar or name tag, so he brought it home. Since they rarely used the garage, except for storage, Jimmy thought he could keep the puppy out here, that nobody would ever know about it.
But now his whole plan was ruined, ruined by some dumb little girl who didn't have her clothes on.
"Never mind about my clothes. Just get me a blanket or something, and quit looking at me like that."
Jimmy had seen his sister nude on several occasions, but only fleetingly. He'd never gotten a really good look at her. And if she didn't stop cowering in the corner like that, he never would.
"I told you to stop that and get me something to cover myself with."
"Oh, all right," the little boy said at last, annoyed that his sister thought she could take his puppy away. That would never happen, he told himself. Never.
He got her an old sheet, and Susan quickly wrapped it around her nakedness.
Jimmy had thrown the sheet at her, and now he started out of the garage.
"Where are you going with that dog?" she said loudly.
"None of your business."
"You can't take it inside the house, stupid. Maybe you didn't notice it, but Daddy's not in a very good mood. This is no time to spring a doggie on him."
Jimmy made a snarling frown, but he knew his sister was right.
"OK, Tonto can stay out here with you for awhile. But he's mine, not yours."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Fine," Susan said. She watched as her brother put the puppy down. She could see the look of love in his eyes, and she suddenly realized how lonely the poor kid must be.
"Don't worry, Jim," she said kindly. "I'll take good care of him."
"You better."
Jimmy pushed through the door into the house. Susan was alone with Tonto for the first time.
Jimmy went upstairs to bed. His father heard him, and, even though he was angry with Susan, he knew it wasn't all her fault. He knew he should go down and let her out of the garage. He hadn't exactly told her to stay there until he let her out, but he knew his daughter like a book. She wouldn't budge from the garage until told she could. Naked, she would stay out there no matter how cold she got.
John sat up on the edge of the bed, trying to sort out the confusion in his brain. God, what a little beauty of a cunt that kid had. But she was his own damned daughter. He couldn't go stuffing her cunt with his prick. But he had to do something, or he would go nuts. And where would that leave these two good kids? Nowhere.
John fought with himself for a long time.
Finally, he decided the best course of action would be to go down, bring Susan inside, and have a long, long but very fatherly talk with her about sex, about cocks, about cunts, about what men and women did with their cocks and cunts.
He pulled on a robe, and went down the stairs. He walked through the kitchen and over to the door leading into the garage. He paused for a moment at the window in the door.
He froze.
He ripped open the front of his robe and grabbed his cock. His prick rose up hard and hot in his fist, and he started yanking violently.
Inside the garage, wiggling her bare and red-welted little ass right at him was his own little girl.
Some damned little dog was lapping at her cunt.
"Oh, Tonto was a good doggie, right from the start," Susan said, reaching down and scratching the big fellow behind his ears.
Tonto groaned in pleasure, and thrust his big head forward.
"I'd gotten so fucking horny showing my daddy my pussy that I couldn't stand it. That little puppy wiggled all over in my arms, and his tongue just wouldn't stop. I guess he was just happy to have someone to play with. But I was horny, and when that little scratchy tongue of his hit my nipple, it just about exploded. I'd never felt anything like it. I spent a few minutes experimenting with him. I'd hold him against my tits, and he'd lick and lick like crazy. I'd put him down to my belly button, and he damn near tickled me to death. But when I held him down between my legs, and his little tongue began wetting my pussy, well, I guess I really did die. It was absolute heaven. I pressed his little head right up in there, and he seemed to know exactly what to do. He jammed his tongue right between my cunt lips, and slapped it over my clit a couple of times, and I came. I came right in his cute little face. God, I came so hard I thought I was having a fucking fit."
"And your father was watching you all the time?"
"Yep," Susan said. She bent forward and hugged the big German shepherd hard. "Yes, he was. I didn't know it at the time, though. Afterward, we had a very long talk. A lot of talks, actually. And we decided that Jimmy could keep Tonto, and that I could use him for getting off, and that Dad could watch me do it, and jack off. That way, we'd all be happy, and safe."
"But what about all this equipment?"
"Oh, after Dad's investments paid off we got into a lot of nifty things. And Jimmy started getting interested, too. I know the poor kid's horny as hell for my cunt. I tease him a lot. Maybe someday I'll let him in, but I don't know. I bet he's horny for you, too, now. He likes tying girls up. I've let him do it to me. Quite a lot, actually. And I've started letting him tie me to the rack. Daddy always sets the tension, though. He knows just how to do it. Jimmy might really break me."
"Why do you use such a thing?"
"Part of the game, like I told you. I get Tonto to fuck me, or I suck his cock, or something like that. Daddy watches. We have one rule. I can't look at Daddy while I'm fucking or sucking. If I do, then I get punished."
"But why?"
"For the hell of it. And because it's fun, exciting. And to tell the truth, I look at Dad on purpose sometimes, because I know he gets off watching me being punished on one of these things."
Susan said it all so casually, so happily. Dawn looked around the large room again, and wondered what it would be like to be placed on one of those weird-looking contraptions. But Susan seemed fine, and she had been on all of them.
"Daddy should be getting home from work pretty soon. Would you like to meet him?"
"Oh, yes," Dawn said, her enthusiasm real. She immediately imagined the most exciting thing – she and Susan, making love to each other, making love to Tonto while Susan's father watched them.
Just then, Jimmy pushed through the door and into the room. Susan sighed and shook her head.
"Boy, are you in trouble," she said with a giggle.
Jimmy stopped dead in his tracks. He stared with an open mouth at the two naked girls. Dawn smiled pleasantly at him, waiting for him to recognize her.
He did.
"Oh oh," he said, turning sharply and starting to leave the room.
"Stop, mister," Susan commanded. Jimmy stopped. Then he whirled around and pointed at Susan.
"Hey," he shouted. "I'm not the one who's gonna be in trouble. You are. The goats got out again."
Susan moaned.
"Oh, Jesus, not again. I will be in trouble if Dad finds out."
Susan got up off the couch. Dawn followed her. They walked over to a spacious closet set in the wall. Susan opened it, and started rummaging through the clothing. She pulled out two outfits of shorts and halter tops and tossed one to Dawn.
"No panties or bras, but what the fuck, huh?" Susan said.
"What the fuck," Dawn repeated.
They dressed quickly, and ran out to the back yard. Jimmy had vanished again. But Susan knew he was somewhere around, watching them. She knew about the hole he'd drilled in her bedroom wall, too. But she had too much fun posing for him, letting the little horny kid spy on her when she undressed for bed or played with her pussy and tits before going to sleep.
Besides, Jimmy was a good kid at heart. He was just lonely for a woman's touch, a touch Susan was sure Dawn would willingly supply, and soon.