I had seen pictures on the web, of girls being caned and whipped, and then sitting smiling with their tormentors. I realised that some women could har...ly live without pain, and although I did not class myself as one of them, I thought I could cope. Then, I mused, could it be much worse than the home? No sooner had the thought crossed my mind, than I wished it far away. I was ashamed. The couple who had run the home were dedicated to our welfare. Yes, it was a care home, not a family one, but. It hurt. I said nothing. He pushed more. I could feel the head entering me. I was in heaven. The guys were all clustered around, watching and encouraging him to "bust the little bitch wide open" and things like that. They wanted him to abuse me, but he stayed gentle, at least at that time. He finally got the head past the sphincter muscle. He was in! All the guys started taking pictures with cell phones. I couldn't stop giggling. He paused for a minute to catch his breath and talk to the guys.. As he buried his tongue in his daughter, one of his fingers stretched up enough to rub her clit slowly. Gradually, her father sped up his fingers. Despite Lauryns disgust, she couldnt stop her pussy from enjoying the treatment. Her vaginal began to stir around her fathers searching tongue. The longer his tongue played inside her as his fingers rubbed her clit, the wetter she became. She tried to force herself not to have an orgasm for her father, but not five minutes of trying did she have a. "I want you to get dressed in your wedding gown, garter belt and hose only again" he added "And wait right here" he finished. A bit confused, I began to get dressed again as Joe left the bedroom, closing the door behind him. When I finished I stood there waiting for Joe to return when I heard a light rapping on the door. It slowly opened and very much to my surprise a black man peeked around the door before pushing it open slowly and coming in. Looking at me, "You are a lovely bride" the man.