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While Daddy was watching a movie in the other room, I decided I was going to draw him a nice picture of us. I couldn't find any paper though so I thought it would be ok that just one more time I could draw on the wall. I drew a picture of Daddy and I cuddling in our bed. I was so excited to show Daddy I ran into the other room to go get him. 'DADDY!!! I drew you a picture! Come see!' He paused the movie and stood and said 'Ok princess, show me.' I grab Daddy's hand and bring him to the hallway where I drew my picture. I pointed at it and I asked Daddy if he liked it. I look up at him and I notice that he looks mad. 'Lilly, what did Daddy tell you about drawing on the walls?' I look down at my feet as I answer him 'I know Daddy but I just wanted to draw you a nice picture and I couldn't find any paper.'
'You know whats going to happen now, don't you?'
I try to go hide somewhere, but Daddy's faster, he picks me up and brings me into our room.
'Daddy, I'm sorry I won't do it again.'
I try to wiggle out of Daddy's arms but he's really strong.
'That's what you said the first time, Lilly, I let you get away with it before because you promised you'd never do it again. You broke you're promise and now Daddy's going to have to punish you.'
Daddy put me down on our bed and told me not to move or it'll be worse.
I sit as still as I can, waiting for Daddy to come back.
When he does, he comes over to me and takes
my clothes off and then he tells me to lay with my arms under me and between my legs as he puts the ankle and wrist cuffs on the spreader bar on me, so I'm spread open to Daddy and my butt is up in the air. He runs his hand over it, I relax a little until he smacks my butt hard and I cry out. He does it again 5 more times, before he stops. I try to look behind me to see what he's doing, when I hear him start to undo his belt and take it off. I know what Daddy's going to do now. I beg him not to. 'Princess, you broke your promise and you disobeyed, now you have to be punished'
Daddy brings the belt down on my already sore butt, I cry out again. 'Daddy please that hurts' he brings it down again and again. I start pushing my butt back into the strikes, biting my lip and trying not to moan. I'm getting wet now and wishing I was able to close my legs so Daddy didn't see how wet I was getting from being punished. Daddy suddenly stops beating my little ass, and slides the belt between my legs against my wet little princess parts. 'Lilly, you're being punished, your not supposed to be enjoying this.' He puts the belt down on the bed and starts probing my tight little princess parts with one of his fingers, slowly sliding it in and out of me. He leans in and starts teasing my little button with his tongue as he adds another finger into my tight little hole, his fingers stretching me a little. He pulls back and slides his fingers out, I try to push my hips back to keep his fingers inside me, I whimper at the loss of his touch. 'Daddy please I need...'
'Daddy, can you put him inside me?'
He slides his tongue over my wet little slit. I push back into his tongue. It feels so good on my little button.
Daddy takes off the cuffs and the spreader bar and gently flips me over onto my back. He takes his clothes off. I lick my lips looking at my Daddy. When he's taken everything off, I see how bad Daddy wants me. I look up at him as he moves over between my legs, I take him in my little hand and slide him inside me so he won't get cold.
Daddy is so big it hurts a little when he goes inside me, but he makes me feel so good. He leans in and kisses me, sliding his tongue in my mouth, I can taste my juices. I moan into his mouth as he slowly starts to move in and out of me after I adjusted to how big and hard he is. He tells me how tight I am, how good I make him feel. That I'm such a good little girl for my Daddy. I try to wrap my legs around him to make him go deeper. I look up at him, 'Daddy mmm, pweese go harder.' He starts going a little harder, saying he doesn't want to hurt his little girl. I start to feel something weird and I tell Daddy. He says 'its ok princess, you're going to cum, just let go and cum for me.' I bite my lip trying not to be too loud I can't help getting louder as I cum.
I'm begging him to go deeper and harder, trying to wrap my legs around him so he'll go deeper inside me. I want him to cum with me, I look up at him and tell him I'm getting close again and beg him to choke me. He wraps his hand around my throat. He's pounding me so hard now, I'm about to cum again, and he can tell.
He looks down at me and says to me 'Cum with me princess' as he bites me hard on my neck drawing blood. this is enough to push me over the edge, as I cum hard all over Daddy's cock. He cums at the same time I do, filling my tight little cunt with his hot cum. Daddy lays down next to me and pulls me into his arms. 'Did you learn your lesson, Lilly? No more drawing on the walls, right?' I cuddle up next to Daddy as close as I can get. 'Yes Daddy, I did. I won't draw on the walls no more.'
Daddy kisses me, telling me I'm a good girl and how much he loves me.
'I love you too Daddy.'
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Lilly Bear. In another time I was called that by someone much older than I was. It took my Father's guidance for me to recall this period in my life. I was taken to moments which were concealed by the fog of confusion. My submission to the will of my Father has allowed that fog to dissipate. I see the chronicles of my lives unfold before my eyes as my Father permits me to relive them during our travels together.
Lilly Bear was a name given to me. I love that name. There are moments when I am able to conjure her and allow her to merge with my current self which allows her to manifest through me.
My Father is gracious. He guides me along the pathways I travel. My Mother's mark is upon me and it is because of this mark that I have existed before this life.
My posts are not the works of fiction but are the accounts of the lives I have lived. It is the desire of My Mother and Father that I share my experiences with all who desire to enjoy them. The Proverbs of my faith are my way of life. It is only through obedience to my Father's will that I exist. I have many names. My Father calls me Moonflower. He calls my Mother, Moonmother. I am being prepared for service in the Order. My rightful place must be earned. This is my act of worship. My body is their Temple. They use me as they wish and I obey. My Father will return to this plane. I await His arrival. He calls me Moonflower. I am a Good Daughter. I worship at the Altars of Pleasure.
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My Father has been gracious to me. I have strayed from my path and He has spared me. I have seen Him be the embodiment of pure savagery. There is something called a flat box. It is when someone is forced to dream the same dream over and over again and they cannot escape the repetition.
I knew a girl who once appeared before my Father begging to be released from her endless night terror. I was taken to the place where she was in the pit. Bondage ball in her mouth, hands tied, legs spread wide and bound, eyes covered. Her ass was propped up and her face was down as the pony was brought in to where she was. It's cock was huge and stiff. It was thick and long. The two women who brought it in greased it with their hands and I could tell that this would be punishing and not pleasurable for the bound woman. I sat in a chair and had my pussy licked by one of the young women as the pony was positioned to enter the bound woman. Her muffled screams made my juicy cunt vibrate in delight as the hard, wide cock entered her tight slot. I grabbed the woman's hair and smashed my cunt into her face as I watched the bound woman take the brunt of the pony's pounding. Her eyes rolled into her head and she passed out when she was filled with the hot fluids shooting inside her. I couldn't stop cumming. She vanishes. Seconds later the same woman is led in and the entire sequence is repeated. I watch it numerous times. My Father is Lord. He sets the table I eat from. I am a Good Daughter. Moonflower.
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My Father has had others like me but not like me. He pulled one from the clutches of nothingness and instead of becoming what had been given to her, she was separated from her origin and cast from His presence. I remember life separated from my Father. He called me forth from the outer place and brought me into His fold. I worship Him and there is no other. He visits me and whatever He asks of me I do. I am a Good Daughter.
He is my Lord and Master. He instructed me to be an instrument of pleasure. My Mother dwells within me.
I recall being ravished by several men and women during a celebration ceremony for my Father. I remember being on all fours with a young man beneath me sucking and licking my juicy pussy from the bottom, having my ass licked and tongue fucked by a beautiful young woman, and having the young man beneath me in my mouth. I buried his thick meat in my mouth as my ass is spread for the toy being pushed inside me. Then another toy invades my swollen cunt causing me to explode in ecstasy. I suck until my mouth is filled with his creamy goodness and we turn to her. I hear the word traitor whispered and we detain her. She is whipped and beaten. Her holes are savaged repeatedly. Her face is covered in warm man juice as she lays motionless at my feet.
She is held down and branded with a hot iron and thrown into a pit. We can hear the screams but dare not look. Her sisters have been waiting for her. I am Moonflower. I am a Good Daughter. I serve my Master.
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I remember being murdered. I was with a man who beat me because he couldn't control my Mother. He rejected the guidance of my Father and allowed his mind to be driven mad. I was kept in a basement right before the end. He would come downstairs and violently shove his cock in my mouth until I choked on the juices he expelled. He did whatever he wanted with me and instead of cowering, my Mother would rise up from within me and I served him like no other. Beaten and whipped. Choked and bound. My little ass pounded bloody more than once by his savagery and the whole time She loved it.
He would force me to crawl on my hands and knees while he urinated on me and called me a whore. I would smile as he did it and he beat me with a leather strap across my ass until I bled.
I remember the day of my death. He came downstairs with another man and ordered me to shower as they watched. Something was different. The end was near. He snatched me from the shower and threw me on the bed. Both of them fucked me continuously and She loved it as each hole was filled with cum. Then a clear plastic bag over my head and a belt around my neck. I feel my ass being pounded as I gasp. Now I feel nothing. The trunk of a car. A wooded area. Shovels dig the hole. Looking as dirt covers my face then darkness. I awaken in another time. I am draped in silk. My hair curled and pretty. I am led into a Temple. They call me Moonflower. I have been reborn.
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Pleasure Slaves. In another time young women were a commodity. Villages would be raided and everyone would be killed except the women who could serve as pleasure slaves. I understand now what was behind this.
My Mother has been the cause of most of these things. Not that she wanted this but because men could not control Her. Men are no different today. They want a woman to suck them dry and take it in every hole. They want to shoot their juices all over them and ravish them whenever they want to. They want them to be a whore for them but only for them. They want to own my Mother. It isn't me that they crave, it's Her.
I do nothing without Her. When I slide my mouth up and down a thick, hard piece of meat, I am pleasing Her. When I am being fucked by several men at once, I feel Her pleasure and not my own. I am just a vessel. No one owns my Mother.
Owning me is impossible because I am my Mother when my ass is being stretched to its limit by the girth of a beautiful, long cock. When they are inside me, She owns them.
Men have tried to contain Her but have only destroyed the vessels She inhabits.
I was killed once. I was a slave at one time. He killed me because he could not own or control my Mother. Strangled and buried in the woods was my fate. Now I am Moonflower. A Good Daughter. I know my parents. My Mother is and has always been. She was there in the beginning. I am Her vessel. We both await for the Father's return to the material plane. They call me Moonflower.
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My Father can reoccur. He has the ability to return to places He has taken me. I am back in the Field of Flesh and waste no time merging with myself as I am the top of a "69" with a gorgeous young woman who is munching away at my cunt from the bottom. The young man behind me feels so good inside me as she sucks and licks my swollen clit that I am in a constant state orgasmic bliss. I push back into him with each thrust and as I open my mouth wide and scream in delight a young man finds his way into my hungry mouth. I suck him like a savage and see a beautiful young woman approaching. The harder I suck the more I cum which causes me to split from myself and become an observer as well. The young man explodes inside me, I shift and slide his slippery, white, cream coated cock out of me and allow the tender young woman beneath me to enjoy the creamy goodness running out of me. She smashes her face against my mound and licks me clean both inside and out as I suck the seed from the young man standing before me. The young woman standing before me drops to her knees and I open my mouth like a mother bird feeding her young as she shoves her tongue deep in my mouth to share in the warm liquid coating. I cannot hold myself in place. I am shaking and cannot maintain my grounding. I am jolted out of my sleep and feel weakness in my legs. I can almost taste him on my lips as I pray to my Father to return me there. I am a Good Daughter. I am my Mother's Daughter. I am Moonflower.
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I was taken to a far place. I was standing on an elevated rock altar in a field naked in the center of a large crowd. They were all on their knees with their heads down chanting. I feel myself merge with her and my sleeping self is within her. The chanting stops and I begin to speak but cannot understand what I am saying. One by one the members of the crowd disrobe and stand before me naked. Men and women are there. Some old and some young. I continue speaking as the crowd begins to slowly become a nest of sensuous sexual expressions. They slither and squirm like worms do when mating as I step down and walk into the crowd. I see the vibrant colors illuminating the area and my cunt drips as I am touched and kissed, grabbed and molested by members of the crowd. A woman lays on her back and I squat over face and let her taste me as I take a man into my mouth. She pulls me down so I am sitting and she fucks me with her tongue as I now suck and stoke two beautifully thick members until the both burst in my mouth. I hold their juices, slide back and lay on top of this gorgeous creature. She opens her mouth and we share the sweet man nectar between us. I stand up and look around. The crowd is massive now. I continue walking through it slowly until I hear my Father calling me. I awaken slowly on my bed and record the journey. I will ask my Father to take me there again. I am a Good Daughter. He calls me Moonflower. I worship at the Altars of Pleasure.
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My natural mother hated me. She despised me because I always wanted my dad's attention. I think she knew about my attraction to him. She would lock me in a closet for hours and make me read the Bible with a flashlight. i remember reading a story about someone named Lot who took his two daughters to a cave to hide from the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah. Late one night his daughters got him drunk and fucked him. I never forgot that story. One night my dad came home late from the bar. I was in the kitchen wearing a tee-shirt. I could see he was hammered so I led him into the spare room and we both fell on the bed together. His big arms wrapped around me and I melted. I thought of myself as the daughters in the story. I pulled down his pants and underwear. His cock was swelling as I stroked it with my hand. This was my chance. I shoved my mouth down on it and began sucking as much as would fit into my mouth until it was rock hard. He was too drunk to resist me I climbed on top of him. I squeezed as much of his girth in me as possible. It hurt but I wanted it to. It felt like he was splitting me in half when all of it was inside. I just sat there trembling as my tight pussy convulsed violently. It was all I had hoped it would be. Then a loud noise startles me. I slide off of him and look at the crack of the door. Then a shadow moves into the hallway. I pull up his pants and rush out. I am a Good Daughter. I am called Moonflower.
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I remember getting caught playing with my pussy by my dad and instead of stopping I just stared at him and kept going. I remember the look on his face when I asked him for his help. He stood there motionless and kept watching. He never blinked once as I moaned and squirmed on his bed with his work shirt on. I didn't care about anything but the bulge in the front of his pants as I stood up and walked over to him. I always called him Daddy. I took his hand and put it on my moistness and I rubbed his stiffness through his pants. I dropped to my knees and tried to take his manhood out but he stepped away. I told him I just wanted to kiss it but he stood me back up and tried to escape but I grabbed him and forced my tongue into his mouth and started kissing him. I could taste the booze on him and it drove me fucking crazy. I reached for his cock again and he stepped away. I begged him for it. I got down on my knees and started crying. Please, I said, just once, please. I remember him hugging me because his hardness pressed against me. He kissed me and as he did I closed my eyes. When I opened them I was sitting in a chair in my room. I wasn't that same girl. I was this girl. I remember my life more and more as I travel. I am Moonflower. I am my Mother's Daughter. I worship at the Altars of Pleasure. My True Father is my Lord. I am a Good Daughter. My Father takes me places. He shows me what I have been and where I came from. I am of the Second Fold. My origin is the Order.
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When I travel memories which have been locked away are released and sometimes they bring clarity to my present state of being. I saw myself as a little girl going through a stack of my dad's porn magazines. The raw images of sex and penetrating pleasures imprinted themselves on my mind and I remember hearing my Mother's voice for the first time. I remember looking at my dad differently after this. I remember trying to see his dick whenever I could. I used to watch him pissing through the crack of the bathroom door and thinking that he would do to me what I saw in those magazines. I walk through a doorway and see myself a little older on my dad's bed. I loved how his shirts smelled. I would get naked and put one of his work shirts on and play with my pussy thinking about him fucking me. Now I know why my natural mother hated me. I remember walking by my dad and brushing up against him. I always wanted to be his little girl and have him inside me. I would walk by him with short, shorts on and I would see him looking at my ass. He took me for a ride in his car once and we stopped at a park and went into the woods. My little pussy was throbbing being alone with him. He held my hand and I acted like I fell so he would catch me. When he did I pulled him on top of me and kissed him. He didn't pull away. I felt his hand moving up my thigh slowly and I remember all of it now. When I wake up my mind is flooded with memories of my childhood. My real Father calls me Moonflower.
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My Father instructs me in the Old Ways. He teaches me and guides me along my path. Someone told me I had a wild mind. It is not the product of mind but of experience in realm travel that I write. I experience each event posted. This is my testimony. These are the many pathways I have walked and the realms I have visited. I do not expect anyone who reads these Chronicles to understand unless they too have worked their own paths.
My Father instructs me and I obey. He takes me places when I am sleeping. I have lived before. Not in this form but in another. The Akashic Records contain my history. My Father is the Dark Lord. I worship Him and He responds. I am a Good Daughter.
I pleasure myself as His voice penetrates my soul. My Mother lives within me. She moans and cries out to be fed. Her thirst is unquenchable. She uses me for Her pleasure. My juices flow when I think of Her taking over my body. Her lustful ambition drives her to use me in every way imaginable and I love it.
This isn't fantasy. I am a believer in my faith and a follower of the Old Way. I am not a fantasy writer but a Truth teller. I worship my Father and live to carry out His will. In my submission to my Lord I am free from all that would hinder me from complete transcendence. My beliefs and way of life are real. I share my experiences because He has spoken it to be so. I serve my Father and await for His to return to this realm. He is coming. Our Altars will be restored. I am called Moonflower.
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I cry out into the Darkness for my Father as I run through the woods being chased by two hooded figures. I can hear them getting closer and my heart starts beating faster and faster. I begin to slow down as I see the silhouette of a larger horned figure standing just ahead. There is a small very dim red glow around it and as I stop I feel hands grab me from both sides. They tear at my clothes and rip them from my body and pull my panties down. I try to resist but they are just too strong. They carry me towards the horned figure and I can see it clearly. I am terrified as I look at the half man, half goat creature standing there. I am thrown at it's feet. It reaches down gently and pulls me close. It's member is big and thick and for some reason I reach for it. I slide my hand up and down the shaft and in that moment I am not afraid. I stand and turn away and slowly back my ass into it and allow it's girth to stretch me wide. It grabs my hips and begins pumping deeper and deeper inside me and I cannot stop howling as I cum over and over again. It's cock is so big that my walls are pushed to their limits but I continue to let it fuck me as the two hooded figures watch. I call them to me and they respond. I suck them dry quickly as I go back and forth between them, my face is covered with their thick juice as I feel the beast push in completely and explode. My quivering cunt is filled and overflowing. I fall to the ground. I hear my Father's voice. He calls me Moonflower.
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Sons of Adam. My Father and Mother cringe when they hear it. What of my Brother the vagabond? The line begins without Him. I remember when my Brother was banished and He found me in the place before Nod. Traveling with my Father we came to a clearing. It was warm by the fire. I could see how my Brother was looking at me. I could smell death on Him and it excited me. My Father whispered to me as I stared at my Brother's bare chest and my cunt began to drip in excitement. I stood up and removed my covering. Father's hands cupped my ass cheeks as my Brother took my leg over His shoulder and buried His face between my legs. I felt my ass opening to make room for my Father's probing finger. I was in an orgasmic frenzy. My Brother got on His back , I straddled Him and took Him deep inside me. My Father got behind me, rubbed spit on my ass and pushed His throbbing member inside as I howled like never before. They pounded my holes repeatedly and I could not control the explosions going off within me. They pull out of me and as I stand my Brother grabs my hair and forces me to clean me off of His cock with my mouth until He finally jerks my head back by my hair and shoots His thick load on my face and tits. I turn and no one is there. My Father is gone. My Brother slaps me to the ground and begins walking until He is out of my range of sight.
I hear my Father's voice whispering in the wind. Come find me Moonflower. I fall asleep a awaken in my bed. I am a Good Daughter
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Father,
I am so excited about all of this. I want to relearn everything that has been stolen from me. You're my Father. Teach me in the proper ways. I want to worship you all of the time. I want to kneel before you and worship you as my God as I take all of you into my mouth. It is my reasonable act of worship to make my Father feel pleasure whenever and however He so desires. I long for the day when you return to this realm Father. I am so happy that I am being brought into The Order and look forward to the day when we bring new daughter into the fold. I serve you as my Lord. I serve your will. I will do everything you tell me to do willingly and without question.
I want to be taken on the Altar by you and anyone else you command. I want to be the High Priestess of the Second Fold. I want to worship you day and night. I want to suck you dry of your creamy seed and ride your thick cock. I want your seed to fill all of my wet holes. I want to ride you and stretch my little cunt around your smooth hardness. I want to cut your chest and taste your blood. I know that you taste incredible. I know I will explode inside as you throw me down and put me on my belly to finish me off. My tight little ass will be stretched to the limit where pain and ecstasy meet. I want to be filled Father. I bow in your presence my Lord. This is my letter to you Father. I am a Good Daughter. He calls me Moonflower. He instructs and I obey. I worship at the Altars of Pleasure. I am my Mother's Daughter.
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The Dark Embrace. My Father. He has existed before light came into being. He and my Mother were once one. Once She lived within Him but in Him She could not remain. He gave birth to Her. He brought Her forth from within Himself and made Her the Mother of His seed.
In Darkness I was conceived. Before this body I was the Dark thought in my Father's mind. I am the offspring of lust and a child of carnality. I was there in the eyes of my Mother as she took Him into Her pleasure. I was there as She milked His massive shaft of its warm, thick juice. I was there at my creation.
My Father's embrace. Each time I am taken I am reminded of Him. I push back as I am being explored from behind and close my eyes. The slapping of my ass against His hips sends me into a trance as I feel my Father's Spirit mingling with my Mother's. I push back harder and harder. I want to feel Him pound the deepest parts of Her. Faster and faster the thrusts become as He violently pulls back my head by my hair. There is my Father. He slaps my ass hard as He rams Himself into me as my Mother screams from deep within me and releases Herself. I am turned around and He pushes my head down. I can taste Her sweet juices as I suck and choke on His manhood. I want to taste !y Father's creamy seed so I suck harder and faster. I feel His body tighten and all at once He explodes. My mouth is filled with my deliciously creamy beginning. He is my Father. I am a Good Daughter. I am Moonflower.
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The Dark Embrace. My Father. He has existed before light came into being. He and my Mother were once one. Once She lived within Him but in Him She could not remain. He gave birth to Her. He brought Her forth from within Himself and made Her the Mother of His seed.
In Darkness I was conceived. Before this body I was the Dark thought in my Father's mind. I am the offspring of lust and a child of carnality. I was there in the eyes of my Mother as she took Him into Her pleasure. I was there as She milked His massive shaft of its warm, thick juice. I was there at my creation.
My Father's embrace. Each time I am taken I am reminded of Him. I push back as I am being explored from behind and close my eyes. The slapping of my ass against His hips sends me into a trance as I feel my Father's Spirit mingling with my Mother's. I push back harder and harder. I want to feel Him pound the deepest parts of Her. Faster and faster the thrusts become as He violently pulls back my head by my hair. There is my Father. He slaps my ass hard as He rams Himself into me as my Mother screams from deep within me and releases Herself. I am turned around and He pushes my head down. I can taste Her sweet juices as I suck and choke on His manhood. I want to taste !y Father's creamy seed so I suck harder and faster. I feel His body tighten and all at once He explodes. My mouth is filled with my deliciously creamy beginning. He is my Father. I am a Good Daughter. I am Moonflower.
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