My Five New Daughters

Chapter 1: Isabella’s Training

Part 1: The First Night

I tied her wrist and ankles first with scarves for cushioning. Then attached handcuffs over them. I pulled the blanket down and carefully took off her bra and panties. She had begun to fidget when I started to do that. I placed a small trainer gag in her mouth before she could come completely to consciousness. I began to run my hands down her body gently touching and stroking. Her nipples were hard as she finally came completely aware of what was happening to her. It was then that she realized that her hands were tied. I continued to stroke her. I was still debating whether or not to tell her who I was straight out or keep it a secret until the end of her training. I took one of her nipples into my mouth gently letting my tongue swirl around it.

I let my hand trail down her stomach to gently stroke and touch her pussy. Her body went rigid. I knew that I any of this was to work I was going to have to get her to relax and trust me. I needed to take her on a journey, but she couldn’t do it like this. I slid up so that my mouth was at her ear. I made my decision then and there that I would be straight forward with her from the start. So I started talking. “I’m going to give you what you want. I know what’s in your core. I read the stories and conversations you and your sister Arial had on you computer. I can teach you how to be the girl that you read about. I can make you the perfect submissive. It’s a journey down a dark path, but don’t be afraid I’ll guide you.” I gave her a moment to process before I spoke again. While I waited I gently stroked her hair. I traced her eyes out underneath the blind fold.

After a few minutes I whispered in her ear again, “My little girl, will you let me train you to be the perfect submissive?” There was a moment of silence and then she hesitantly nodded. For the rest of the night I spent turning on her body. I place kisses everywhere. Her body slowly got hotter and hotter. I kissed and lick her pussy she was dripping and wet and ready, but this first month was just about touch. I wanted her first cum to miraculous. I was going to spend the next four weeks tormenting and bringing her body to the height of arousal and never letting her fall over into bliss. Before I left for the evening I explained a few things to her. “Isabella, I know your going to want to make me happy by pretending, but that’s not the way it works. Don’t resist the urge to fight it. If you pretend I can never remove the questioning in you. You can’t live the life you have chosen and still harbor fighting thoughts. You have to give in and accept yourself for who you are at your core. Then you have to mold your core into the perfect being and I can help you with both of those, but you have to let me. Do you understand?”

She nodded. “None of your training sessions leave the room. Of course as you get further along it will start to affect your behavior, but other than that it shouldn’t transfer. Now I’m going to remove the gag and you can ask me a few questions, but I can’t guarantee I’ll answer you.” She nodded again and I removed the gag. I watched her stretch her jaw and wait patiently. I waited to, I knew exactly what she wanted, she wanted me to remove the blindfold, but I wasn’t going to.

“Are you going to remove the blindfold?”

“No.” I responded in a very final tone.

“What should I call you?”

“You may call me: Master, Daddy, or sir. It is up to you.”

“Did you go looking for the stories or did you find them by accident?”

“I was looking on your computer for a reason as to why you kept your eyes down around me and I came upon that folder.”

“Do you want to know why I did what I did?”

“Well why don’t you tell me any way.”

“I did it because whenever I read those stories I always pictured you. I’ve always imagined you as my master.”

Her voice had gotten solemn at the end. I knew this would end happy for me. I kissed her forehead and allowed her one more question. “Master is this just for me or is it for all of us?” I thought for a moment and then said, “I’m going to train all of you so that you don’t get the same thing as you mother. I’m going to train you so that you will attract a man who will love you and take care of you for the rest of your lives.” “But Master, what if, in the end, we choose to stay?” I let the extra question slide, “First of all that’s a whole other question.” I could tell she was blushing and opened her mouth to apologize. “Second of all you can stay if you wish. I told you girls that I love you and I meant it. I will always be there for you and if you choose to spend the rest of your lives with me, than so be it.” I kissed her mouth just as she began to ask another question and then pulled away saying goodnight. I left her there horny and hot. Her pussy dripping, her hands tied, and her eyes blindfolded all night. I woke up early and untied my precious little girl. I brushed a strand of hair away from her face and tucked her in.

Part 2: It’s All About Touch

The next four weeks were all about touch. The first couple of nights all I did was touch her. I let my fingers trace over her skin. I was the first person to ever rub her clit. I quickly became acclimated to her body. I knew just how far I could take her with actually taking her over. By the second week I introduced vibrators. I needed her to stop trying to control her feelings and just let loose. I needed her to get needy, to stop hiding in her shell and burst out. I wanted her to let every emotion to wash over her and for her to loose control. I demanded that she feel overcome with the need for release. I saw it was there and I saw she was fighting it. There were days, after really hot sessions the night before, that I saw her walking down the hall trying to control herself. I noticed her squeezing her legs together trying to stop something that was happening to her.

I remember when I finally broke through the first barrier. All of her sisters were going away for a college retreat the third weekend in November. So we would have the house to ourselves. The night they left I came into her room as usual. She was waiting there spread eagle. I walked in and blindfolded her as had become tradition. Mostly because I didn’t want her dominant sense to get the way. I tied her down to the bead with silk rope and gagged her. I placed a vibrator directly on her clit and turned it on a frequency that would keep her on the brink and never bring her over no matter what she did. She was tied taut enough that she couldn’t move. I had set a pan underneath her incase she needed to pee and left. I watched her progress from my office. I had set up cameras in all the girls’ rooms.

I finally broke through. By four in the morning her moans were breaking though the gag. Her body had broken out in a sweat. I had finally let loose her primitive need for release. I left her like that for a few more hours, before I came in and turned off the vibrator. I loosened the rope, but didn’t completely untie her until four in the afternoon when her pussy finally stopped clenching and unclenching. I woke her up and bathed her. I completely avoided her pussy and let her sleep until eleven Saturday night. I returned again and hooked her up the same way and left her two thirty I had the same results as earlier. On Sunday it happened almost instantly. Now when I saw her in the hallway she was squirming and breathing hard. Everything seemed to stimulate her clit.

The last weekend in November would be a night to remember. We had the house to ourselves. I found an outfit that I thought would be perfect for her. It was a pink and black lace bra set, with a matching robe. I also bought her a new set of heels. They were slightly higher than she was use to, but she would be able to survive in them. The dress that I got her was pink and black as well.  I went to right below the knee with a slit up to mid thigh. It was practically backless except for lace that ran across her back and also tightened it. It would prepare her for the corset I was going to give her next weekend. I laid all this, along with her necklace, on the bed. This would be one of the few times that the training left her room. That afternoon while she was at the spa I set it out on her bed. I then went to set up my room.

At seven o’clock I knocked on her bedroom door. Around five o’clock she had come home from the spa relaxed and smelling sweet. She went to her room to get ready and had been in there ever since. She opened the door when I knocked and she stood in the door way. She looked gorgeous. I had had a maid help her to tighten her dress so that it fit snuggly. She wouldn’t forget about it tonight. As I stood there I imagined her body in the corset. I felt myself get hard, but for the moment I ignored it and simply took her arm and led her downstairs. In her hands she held her diary. I had asked her to keep one to write down her thoughts and feelings. At the end of the month I would read them all. It was a nice night so we had dinner outside on the patio off of the kitchen. Despite the fact that we both knew what was going to happen tonight, we nerd an enjoyable meal. We had steak and salad. I enjoyed a glass of wine while she drank sparkling water in a wineglass. I let no have a sip of my wine when she asked, which wasn’t often. The conversation was fun and relaxed.

I walked her up to her room at 9:45 and told her that she had fifteen minutes to get ready. She was to be standing in her lingerie and robe wearing the blindfold I had laid out for her. I went and made sure that everything was set in my room and changed. When I knocked on her door I was wearing black silk boxers and a robe. I entered her room and as I did she did something I had never seen her do before. She gracefully got on her knees. I smiled she had so much potential. I quietly walked and kneeled behind her. I moved her hair away from her neck and gently kissed it. It was in that moment I knew that tonight would be a night of training. Tonight would be a night filled with passion. I would mold her into perfection starting right now. I gently, but firmly grabbed her calves and spread her legs farther apart. I then moved to the front and placed her hands on her thighs, palms down. I whispered in her ear, “When you kneel this is how you will do it. Legs spread, ass off your feet, palms down, head down, hair off neck.” Her head immediately dropped. I stood up and told her to stand up and try it all again. She got to her feet and gracefully kneeled once more.

She flowed into the position as if it was natural, as if it were something she did all the time. Her hair laid to the left exposing the arch of her neck. I saw her abs go hard the work with the trainer was paying off. She held herself straight.  I kneeled in front of her and began stroking her pussy right there. After about five minutes I noticed her mouth was open a bit and she was panting and shifting. It was becoming more of a strain for her to keep still. Time for the next lesson. Isabella had the amazing ability to convey everything she wanted in her eyes. I loved that about her and that’s what I wanted from her. Later on in our lie together I wanted her cum in one fluid motion. I wanted her eyes locked on mine and her backed arched up and her mouth opened in a silent primitive cry of passion.  I pulled down the blindfold and said, “I want you to show me everything your feeling in your eyes and no where else. I want you to take the passion, need, lust, and everything else that you’re feeling and show it to me only in your eyes.” It took a few moments and then I saw it happen. Gradually she stopped moving her eyes got darker and brighter at the same time. They seemed to glow with everything she was feeling. They looked as if they were moving like a flame. They met my eyes and locked in with them. They wouldn’t let go. I crept into her panties and started stroking her clit. Letting my finger dance its way up and down her soaking wet slit. I saw something new enter her eyes. I intensified my rubbing only to see it become more and more evident. I knew her well enough to know when she was afraid.

“What are you afraid of?” I continued to stroke her.

“I can’t control whatever your doing to me and I don’t know whats going to happen.”

“Baby, I’m going to make you cum. It will be the most pleasurable thing you will ever feel. But if you want to feel it you have to let go and trust me.”

I kept my eyes locked in on hers and kissed hard and passionate letting my tongue tango with hers. I pulled away and whispered, “Let Go.” I saw it and within a minute of my words her breath stopped, her mouth opened wide, and her body and mind gave way to ultimate pleasure. Her boy moved only to arch towards me as she cam all over my hand I kept stroking her and she collapsed in my arms. I picked her up gingerly and carried her to my room and prepared for the next phase.