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Author's note: Some of the characters in this part are related, though no sexual activity occurs between them.

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"You keep those hands on your head young lady. No rubbing your bottom," Charles says to Ellie. Ellie does as she is told and instead flexes and relaxes her bottom. She also stomps her feet and marches in place. Charles refers to this as the "spanked girl dance" and always enjoys seeing those he spanks do it. If Ellie was ashamed of her nakedness before, she isn't showing it now. Her perk bottom and breasts jiggle as she hops around from one foot to the next, trying in earnest to cool the fire in her bottom.

After standing, Charles takes Ellie's elbow and leads her back to the punishment table. "Lie down on your back and put your feet back in the stirrups.” He says. Understanding that she has little choice in the matter and that failure to cooperate has serious consequences, Ellie moves to comply. After lying down on the table, she fits her legs back into the stirrups, Ellie waits. "You've proven to me that you can't be trusted, Ellie, so I am going to need to restrain you for the next part of your punishment," Charles says. "How many more parts are left?" Ellie asks herself through tears.

Walking to the top of the table, Charles pulls out fabric straps with cuffs attached and attaches them to Ellie's wrists. He secures them tightly to Ellie and then presses a button. The table draws the slack from the fabric in and holds Ellie's arms high above her head. Ellie tries the restraints and finds she is unable to draw her arms down. The cuffs are tight, but not tight enough to harm her.

Moving toward Ellie's feet, Charles moves the armature around until it completely surrounds Ellie's ankles. With a click, Ellie realizes she is wearing essentially a handcuff around each ankle. Trying these, she is again unable to move. And so, Ellie lies on the table in complete and abject humiliation. She is utterly exposed and spread wide. Ellie is posed very much in a lying squat; her very sore bottom near her heels. The stirrups keep her legs spread obscenely wide. Ellie panics a bit and tries to remember to breathe.

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Walking back to the cabinet, Charles opens it. He surveys the contents. Ellie can't see what he is doing as the cabinet door is blocking her view. Charles reaches in and grabs a few items. Walking back toward the table, he places the items on the small table. Ellie can't see what he has placed on the table, but she hears Charles manipulating the objects. Briefly, she hears a buzz. And then another.

Charles puts on a fresh pair of gloves with a snap. "Ellie" he says, looking her in the eyes. "Ellie, I'm going to masturbate you now". "Oh God," thinks Ellie. "Oh, please" she begs. "Please no. Anything but that." Charles nods. "Yes, this is going to happen, Ellie. And this part is important. I need you to listen carefully." Charles waits a moment. "When you cum," he says. Not if. But when. "When you cum, you need to yell 'I'm cumming'. And when I say yell, I mean yell. I want the people in the parking lot to hear about it when it happens."

He reaches for Ellie's pussy. She tries to close her legs but can't due to the restraints. "Be a good girl, Ellie, and this will all be over soon," she coaches herself. But she isn't sure how much she believes it. This time is different from the first time. Charles' touch is softer, less clinical from when he shaved her. Spreading her lips, Charles runs a finger between them. "You're very, very wet, Ellie. Even compared to other girls I've punished." Ellie moans and cries out in frustration and humiliation. She wants to tell him it isn't intentional. She wants her dad to know that, too. But she isn’t sure if even she believes it.

Charles pops open a tube of lubricant. He applies some of it to a thin, long vibrator. Spreading Ellie's bottom cheeks, he presses the vibe against Ellie's pink, puckered asshole. Ellie immediately clenches down to prevent the intrusion. Patiently, Charles waits. Watching the small hole closely, he waits for the moment it spasms. When it does, he smoothly and easily passes the lubed vibe through the tight opening. "Oh please sir, please take it out," Ellie begs. But Charles doesn't. Rather, he switches it on.

The sensation is like nothing Ellie has ever felt before. The vibe purrs lightly, gently buzzing in her most sensitive place. The vibe is inserted far enough that Ellie can't force it out, and Charles is able to let it go. He next picks up a bullet vibe. Switching it on, Charles begins an exploration of Ellie's little clit. He pulls the hood back and addresses the clit indirectly, sweeping the vibe below it. As he moves the vibe in different directions and areas, Charles takes note of Ellie's reactions.

There's sweat on her brow joining the tears, and she suffers under his ministrations with her pulse racing again. This is unlike anything she has ever experienced before. She grinds pillows at college, sure, but this is a whole other playing field. Charles is a master at exploring and exploiting her vulnerable clit. He seems to know exactly where and when to move the vibe. Against her wishes, Ellie begins to squeak out small moans as Charles works on her.

"Right on her clit," Charles thinks. He is somewhat astonished by this. Most of the girls he punishes need indirect stimulation, but Ellie is greedily lapping up the direct contact with the vibe in front of both him and her father. Charles sneaks a glance at Frank and sees he is wide-eyed and watching very closely exactly how Charles jerks his daughter off. Turning back to Ellie, he gives her clit a rest for a moment. Switching off and setting down the bullet, he picks up a G Spot vibrator. Charles takes a moment to lube it up before sliding it into Ellie's tight pussy. He has to work the toy slowly in and watches her furrowed brow as she cries out and balls her fists in both frustration and tormented pleasure.

Ellie isn't sure how much more she can take.

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