The Cinder Girl's Eighteenth Birthday
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Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
25,579
Reviews:
9
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
The Cinder Girl Is Given Her Present
Chapter Three: The Cinder Girl is Given Her Present
The widow and her two daughters were upstairs behind a closed bedroom door for about ten minutes. Then the door opened. The widow stepped out of the room and called down to her stepdaughter.
\"Stop what you are doing and get up here!\"
The beautiful stepdaughter obeyed and climbed the stairs. She entered the bedroom where her stepmother and stepsisters waited for her. It was her own bedroom.
\"Today is your eighteenth birthday,\" said the widow to her stepdaughter.
\"Yes, ma\'am.\"
\"It is my maternal duty, even though you are only my stepdaughter, to inform you about the ways of men. There are things a young woman needs to be careful about when it comes to the male of the species.\"
\"Yes, ma\'am.\"
\"Now, my own two daughters will no doubt find suitable men to marry and begin families of their own. They will be in respectable marriages, so what they do with their husbands will be acceptable and expected. But you, my stepdaughter, well it is entirely a different matter when it comes to your future.\"
\"Ma\'am? I do not understand.\"
\"You are to stay and work here in this household for as long as I deem you to do so. Do not even dream for a moment of one day meeting some man to marry and sharing a life with him. You are a mere cinder girl and no man would want you for anything more than a girl to be taken advantage of and then discarded like a soiled handkerchief.\"
The beautiful stepdaughter stared at the widow and was speechless.
\"I realize that it is normal for a woman, especially one at your age, to feel certain urges. Physical urges that can lead to finding one in a dangerous situation with a man. But not to worry, my stepdaughter. I have figured out a way to help you deal with those urges without involving men.\"
\"Ma\'am? I fear these matters you speak of are most private in nature. I do not feel comfortable discussing these things with you, especially in front of my stepsisters. May I go now?\"
\"No, you may not go,\" said the widow in an irritated voice. \"Your ingratitude is showing, you good-for-nothing! I went to a lot of trouble and expense to have a gift made for you just in time for your eighteenth birthday. And by God, you are going to accept this and thank me for it!\"
\"A birthday gift? For me? Why, ma\'am, I had no idea,\" said the beautiful stepdaughter. In all the years since the girl\'s father married her stepmother, she had never received any sign of love, affection or any gifts from her stepmother or her stepsisters.
\"Just wait until you see it,\" said the tall skinny stepsister grinning wickedly.
\"Oh, yes. Just you wait,\" chimed in the short fat stepsister.
The beautiful stepdaughter was puzzled. What could it be?
\"Here,\" said the widow as she reached behind her and picked up the package that had been delivered earlier by the wood-carver. She handed it to her stepdaughter who accepted it and stared at it.
\"Well, open it,\" said the widow.
The beautiful stepdaughter carefully opened the package. She removed the lid and stared at what was inside.
\"Well? What do you say?\" asked the widow.
\"Um, thank you, ma\'am,\" said her stepdaughter. \"But what is it?\"
\"It\'s a dildo,\" said the widow. \"I had the wood-carver make it. He crafted the wooden cock. The belt you see attached to it was made by the leathersmith. It\'s just what you need to release you of any pent-up urges you will have when it comes to satisfying your sexual needs.\"
The beautiful stepdaughter was horrified. How could her stepmother give her such an object? The wooden cock was two and a half inches in diameter and nine inches long. It had a rounded tip. The leather belt appeared to be removable so that it could be used manually without being worn as a dildo.
\"Daughters,\" said the widow nodding to the puzzled stepdaughter.
The tall skinny girl and the short fat girl quickly and methodically took hold of their stepsister and removed her shoes, apron and dress. They ignored her protests.
The widow opened a dresser drawer and pulled out four scarves. She handed one to her tall skinny daughter and one to her short fat daughter. They took the scarves and quickly put them to use as they had planned earlier before their unsuspecting stepsister joined them in this bedroom.
Within two minutes the beautiful stepdaughter was secured to the bed. Her wrists and ankles were tied to the bedposts with the scarves. She was trembling with fear and confusion.
\"Let me go! Please!\" she cried in vain.
\"It\'s time for you to learn what it feels like to be fucked,\" said her stepmother. \"We cannot have a man fucking you, for you would only end up with child. That would be a most unwanted and complicated situation. It would interfere in your ability to perform your many chores in this household.\"
The beautiful stepdaughter stared in horror as she saw the widow strap on the dildo. She fastened the leather belt. The wooden cock stood erect.
\"This is how a man would fuck you,\" said the widow as she touched the tip of the wooden cock to her stepdaughter\'s crotch.
\"No! Please stop! Don\'t do this!\" cried the beautiful stepdaughter.
Her stepsisters watched and chuckled. They groped the nude girl\'s breasts and pinched her nipples. When she gasped and cried out in pain they laughed. Then they kneaded her breasts like they were bread dough and ignored her cries.
The widow inserted the tip of the wooden cock into her stepdaughter\'s pussy. It reached the hymen and met some resistance.
\"When I first lost my virginity it hurt, but that\'s normal. It\'s just something every woman has to endure. Like this.\" And with that the widow pulled out the wooden cock only to slam it back inside her stepdaughter\'s vaginal canal with one quick smooth stroke.
The beautiful stepdaughter screamed, for the pain was excrutiating. The tears rolled down her face.
\"Get used to it,\" said the widow. She slid the cock back out and thrust it back in and repeated the procedure while the helpless girl screamed and tried to wriggle free from her restraints.
The widow continued speaking.
\"My first husband had great stamina. He fucked me for at least twenty minutes before he reached orgasm. And with each thrust I was fucked faster and deeper. He was amazing.\"
The beautiful stepdaughter could not believe this was actually happening. She prayed that this was just some nightmare and that she could wake up from it.
But the fucking with the dildo continued for a good fifteen minutes before her stepmother became exhausted and had to stop.
The beautiful stepdaughter felt relieved. It\'s finally over, she thought.
But then her tall skinny stepsister said, \"My turn, Mother.\"
\"No, Mother, it\'s my turn,\" said the short fat stepsister.
\"Now, now, you\'ll each get your turn before the night is over,\" said their mother smiling at her flesh and blood daughters.
The helpless girl wanted to die as she realized her ordeal was far from over.
She watched her stepmother remove the dildo from around her hips and hand it to her tall skinny stepsister who eagerly strapped it on and proceeded to aim the tip of the wooden cock at the girl\'s vaginal opening.
The beautiful stepdaughter closed her eyes and braced herself for the forced entry. She shook with fear and heard the three women snickering cruelly at her predicament.
The wooden cock was rammed inside her. She screamed in protest. They ignored her, of course.
All four women in that bedroom were unaware that they were being watched by two silent observers outside the bedroom window.
The wood-carver and the leathersmith had returned from the tavern, climbed up the tree beside the cottage and sat outside as they peered in through the window.
As they watched the beautiful cinder girl being brutally raped by her own stepmother and then afterward by each of her stepsisters, their own cocks grew hard with excitement.
By God, thought the wood-carver, I must have that girl very soon and fuck her ever so hard again and again and again!
If I don\'t get to fuck that girl tonight I won\'t be responsible for my actions, thought the leathersmith. His throbbing cock felt like it was about to burst open from his trousers.
Finally the widow and her two daughters finished raping the girl and decided to call it a night.
\"Leave her tied to the bed,\" said the widow. \"We\'ll release her in the morning. She can wash herself then.\"
And with that the three women left the bedroom and closed the door behind them.
The beautiful stepdaughter sobbed as images of the past hour flashed through her mind.
I was raped, she thought. My own family raped me!
She had no idea that her ordeal for the night was far from over.
The bedroom window opened and the two tall, muscular, young, handsome men entered the room.
She looked up at them and her heart jumped.
They are here to rescue me, she thought with joy. But then she saw the leering expressions on both of their faces and she shook with fear again.
\"It\'s not every day an opportunity like this arises,\" said the wood-carver to his companion.
\"Indeed,\" said the leathersmith. \"Look at her. All tied down and ready to be fucked.\"
\"Shall we begin?\"
\"After you, my dear fellow.\"
\"How very generous of you.\"
\"We have all night.\"
The wood-carver smiled as he opened his trousers and whipped out his engorged throbbing hard cock. The girl\'s eyes opened wide in terror when she saw how big it was.
\"I think she\'s impressed,\" said the wood-carver. The men spoke to each other about her in the third person while in her presence. It was one of the methods they used to degrade and humiliate the women they ravaged.
\"I used my own cock as a model for the wooden one I carved,\" the wood-carver explained to the leathersmith.
\"And a fine model it is,\" said his friend. \"Tonight she will experience what it feels like to be fucked by a real cock.\"
\"Then she can compare her experience to her earlier ones this evening when she was fucked by that wooden one. Which do you think she will like best?\"
\"We will ask her before we leave,\" said his friend.
\"Let us proceed.\"
The wood-carver brutally rammed his rock-hard cock into the cinder girl. His hand covered her mouth to prevent her from screaming.
His thrusts were many and fast and deep.
I would love to fuck this girl all night long, thought the wood-carver, but I mustn\'t be greedy. My good friend is entitled to enjoy her, too.
The leathersmith said, \"I can wait no longer, my friend.\"
He climbed onto the bed and straddled the girl\'s chest and whipped out his huge stiff cock.
\"Open your mouth and suck on this,\" he said. Finally he was speaking directly to her instead of about her.
She started to say no, but as soon as her lips parted he shoved his cock into her mouth and thrust his hips forward and backward. She gagged and tried to free herself but it was useless.
The widow and her two daughters were upstairs behind a closed bedroom door for about ten minutes. Then the door opened. The widow stepped out of the room and called down to her stepdaughter.
\"Stop what you are doing and get up here!\"
The beautiful stepdaughter obeyed and climbed the stairs. She entered the bedroom where her stepmother and stepsisters waited for her. It was her own bedroom.
\"Today is your eighteenth birthday,\" said the widow to her stepdaughter.
\"Yes, ma\'am.\"
\"It is my maternal duty, even though you are only my stepdaughter, to inform you about the ways of men. There are things a young woman needs to be careful about when it comes to the male of the species.\"
\"Yes, ma\'am.\"
\"Now, my own two daughters will no doubt find suitable men to marry and begin families of their own. They will be in respectable marriages, so what they do with their husbands will be acceptable and expected. But you, my stepdaughter, well it is entirely a different matter when it comes to your future.\"
\"Ma\'am? I do not understand.\"
\"You are to stay and work here in this household for as long as I deem you to do so. Do not even dream for a moment of one day meeting some man to marry and sharing a life with him. You are a mere cinder girl and no man would want you for anything more than a girl to be taken advantage of and then discarded like a soiled handkerchief.\"
The beautiful stepdaughter stared at the widow and was speechless.
\"I realize that it is normal for a woman, especially one at your age, to feel certain urges. Physical urges that can lead to finding one in a dangerous situation with a man. But not to worry, my stepdaughter. I have figured out a way to help you deal with those urges without involving men.\"
\"Ma\'am? I fear these matters you speak of are most private in nature. I do not feel comfortable discussing these things with you, especially in front of my stepsisters. May I go now?\"
\"No, you may not go,\" said the widow in an irritated voice. \"Your ingratitude is showing, you good-for-nothing! I went to a lot of trouble and expense to have a gift made for you just in time for your eighteenth birthday. And by God, you are going to accept this and thank me for it!\"
\"A birthday gift? For me? Why, ma\'am, I had no idea,\" said the beautiful stepdaughter. In all the years since the girl\'s father married her stepmother, she had never received any sign of love, affection or any gifts from her stepmother or her stepsisters.
\"Just wait until you see it,\" said the tall skinny stepsister grinning wickedly.
\"Oh, yes. Just you wait,\" chimed in the short fat stepsister.
The beautiful stepdaughter was puzzled. What could it be?
\"Here,\" said the widow as she reached behind her and picked up the package that had been delivered earlier by the wood-carver. She handed it to her stepdaughter who accepted it and stared at it.
\"Well, open it,\" said the widow.
The beautiful stepdaughter carefully opened the package. She removed the lid and stared at what was inside.
\"Well? What do you say?\" asked the widow.
\"Um, thank you, ma\'am,\" said her stepdaughter. \"But what is it?\"
\"It\'s a dildo,\" said the widow. \"I had the wood-carver make it. He crafted the wooden cock. The belt you see attached to it was made by the leathersmith. It\'s just what you need to release you of any pent-up urges you will have when it comes to satisfying your sexual needs.\"
The beautiful stepdaughter was horrified. How could her stepmother give her such an object? The wooden cock was two and a half inches in diameter and nine inches long. It had a rounded tip. The leather belt appeared to be removable so that it could be used manually without being worn as a dildo.
\"Daughters,\" said the widow nodding to the puzzled stepdaughter.
The tall skinny girl and the short fat girl quickly and methodically took hold of their stepsister and removed her shoes, apron and dress. They ignored her protests.
The widow opened a dresser drawer and pulled out four scarves. She handed one to her tall skinny daughter and one to her short fat daughter. They took the scarves and quickly put them to use as they had planned earlier before their unsuspecting stepsister joined them in this bedroom.
Within two minutes the beautiful stepdaughter was secured to the bed. Her wrists and ankles were tied to the bedposts with the scarves. She was trembling with fear and confusion.
\"Let me go! Please!\" she cried in vain.
\"It\'s time for you to learn what it feels like to be fucked,\" said her stepmother. \"We cannot have a man fucking you, for you would only end up with child. That would be a most unwanted and complicated situation. It would interfere in your ability to perform your many chores in this household.\"
The beautiful stepdaughter stared in horror as she saw the widow strap on the dildo. She fastened the leather belt. The wooden cock stood erect.
\"This is how a man would fuck you,\" said the widow as she touched the tip of the wooden cock to her stepdaughter\'s crotch.
\"No! Please stop! Don\'t do this!\" cried the beautiful stepdaughter.
Her stepsisters watched and chuckled. They groped the nude girl\'s breasts and pinched her nipples. When she gasped and cried out in pain they laughed. Then they kneaded her breasts like they were bread dough and ignored her cries.
The widow inserted the tip of the wooden cock into her stepdaughter\'s pussy. It reached the hymen and met some resistance.
\"When I first lost my virginity it hurt, but that\'s normal. It\'s just something every woman has to endure. Like this.\" And with that the widow pulled out the wooden cock only to slam it back inside her stepdaughter\'s vaginal canal with one quick smooth stroke.
The beautiful stepdaughter screamed, for the pain was excrutiating. The tears rolled down her face.
\"Get used to it,\" said the widow. She slid the cock back out and thrust it back in and repeated the procedure while the helpless girl screamed and tried to wriggle free from her restraints.
The widow continued speaking.
\"My first husband had great stamina. He fucked me for at least twenty minutes before he reached orgasm. And with each thrust I was fucked faster and deeper. He was amazing.\"
The beautiful stepdaughter could not believe this was actually happening. She prayed that this was just some nightmare and that she could wake up from it.
But the fucking with the dildo continued for a good fifteen minutes before her stepmother became exhausted and had to stop.
The beautiful stepdaughter felt relieved. It\'s finally over, she thought.
But then her tall skinny stepsister said, \"My turn, Mother.\"
\"No, Mother, it\'s my turn,\" said the short fat stepsister.
\"Now, now, you\'ll each get your turn before the night is over,\" said their mother smiling at her flesh and blood daughters.
The helpless girl wanted to die as she realized her ordeal was far from over.
She watched her stepmother remove the dildo from around her hips and hand it to her tall skinny stepsister who eagerly strapped it on and proceeded to aim the tip of the wooden cock at the girl\'s vaginal opening.
The beautiful stepdaughter closed her eyes and braced herself for the forced entry. She shook with fear and heard the three women snickering cruelly at her predicament.
The wooden cock was rammed inside her. She screamed in protest. They ignored her, of course.
All four women in that bedroom were unaware that they were being watched by two silent observers outside the bedroom window.
The wood-carver and the leathersmith had returned from the tavern, climbed up the tree beside the cottage and sat outside as they peered in through the window.
As they watched the beautiful cinder girl being brutally raped by her own stepmother and then afterward by each of her stepsisters, their own cocks grew hard with excitement.
By God, thought the wood-carver, I must have that girl very soon and fuck her ever so hard again and again and again!
If I don\'t get to fuck that girl tonight I won\'t be responsible for my actions, thought the leathersmith. His throbbing cock felt like it was about to burst open from his trousers.
Finally the widow and her two daughters finished raping the girl and decided to call it a night.
\"Leave her tied to the bed,\" said the widow. \"We\'ll release her in the morning. She can wash herself then.\"
And with that the three women left the bedroom and closed the door behind them.
The beautiful stepdaughter sobbed as images of the past hour flashed through her mind.
I was raped, she thought. My own family raped me!
She had no idea that her ordeal for the night was far from over.
The bedroom window opened and the two tall, muscular, young, handsome men entered the room.
She looked up at them and her heart jumped.
They are here to rescue me, she thought with joy. But then she saw the leering expressions on both of their faces and she shook with fear again.
\"It\'s not every day an opportunity like this arises,\" said the wood-carver to his companion.
\"Indeed,\" said the leathersmith. \"Look at her. All tied down and ready to be fucked.\"
\"Shall we begin?\"
\"After you, my dear fellow.\"
\"How very generous of you.\"
\"We have all night.\"
The wood-carver smiled as he opened his trousers and whipped out his engorged throbbing hard cock. The girl\'s eyes opened wide in terror when she saw how big it was.
\"I think she\'s impressed,\" said the wood-carver. The men spoke to each other about her in the third person while in her presence. It was one of the methods they used to degrade and humiliate the women they ravaged.
\"I used my own cock as a model for the wooden one I carved,\" the wood-carver explained to the leathersmith.
\"And a fine model it is,\" said his friend. \"Tonight she will experience what it feels like to be fucked by a real cock.\"
\"Then she can compare her experience to her earlier ones this evening when she was fucked by that wooden one. Which do you think she will like best?\"
\"We will ask her before we leave,\" said his friend.
\"Let us proceed.\"
The wood-carver brutally rammed his rock-hard cock into the cinder girl. His hand covered her mouth to prevent her from screaming.
His thrusts were many and fast and deep.
I would love to fuck this girl all night long, thought the wood-carver, but I mustn\'t be greedy. My good friend is entitled to enjoy her, too.
The leathersmith said, \"I can wait no longer, my friend.\"
He climbed onto the bed and straddled the girl\'s chest and whipped out his huge stiff cock.
\"Open your mouth and suck on this,\" he said. Finally he was speaking directly to her instead of about her.
She started to say no, but as soon as her lips parted he shoved his cock into her mouth and thrust his hips forward and backward. She gagged and tried to free herself but it was useless.