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  Amaya’s Old-Fashioned Daddy

  Hebe

  Book 2 in the Planets Apart Series

  By Dark Angel

  Published by Golden Angel LLC

  Copyright 2015

  This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

  Table of Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Epilogue

  About the Author

  Chapter 1

  Amaya practically did a dance as she stepped out of the little room, after having chosen Hebe as the only planet she wanted to go to. She felt like she’d been working towards this moment for her entire life - or at least half of it. Ever since she’d heard about the prison planets and had realized that there was an alternative to the responsibility-heavy, constantly-working life that her parents wanted to force her into. While her brother and sister had been happy to become part of her parents’ company, working their way up through the ranks starting at the age of ten, Amaya had hated it. Unlike her siblings, she’d made friends in school, being a more social creature than either of them, and she’d discovered that her parents were unusual, even in a culture that stressed work ethic and contributing to society as being of highest importance.

  Other kids didn’t have to spend half their day working at their parents’ company. They got to do something called “play.” When Amaya told her parents she wanted to play with one of her friends, she was grounded and given extra duties at work to teach her the importance of their position. Amaya and her siblings didn’t get to relax. They spent their free time doing ‘exercises,’ which she quickly realized were geared towards the positions that their parents expected them to take. She’d been doing those exercises her entire life, from as far back as she could remember.

  So she’d started sneaking out when she could, she even got to go to a fair once, before her parents reported her missing and the broadcast went out. She’d gotten both herself and her friend in trouble for that one, because Brooke had known that Amaya didn’t have permission to be out. Amaya had just wanted to celebrate her birthday, the way her other friends did. That’s when her parents had finally taken her out of school, deciding that she’d be better off having tutors at home.

  Amaya had just turned fifteen.

  When she’d acted out in other ways - purposefully getting bad grades, shop-lifting, being rude to her parents’ guests at their parties - her parents had given her the information on the prison planets, thinking that she would smarten up after seeing where her behavior would land her. Instead, Amaya had been fascinated, particularly by Hebe.

  An entire planet where the inmates got to live in perpetual childhood, interspersed with sex - the only fun part of adulthood? Sign her up please! She’d dismissed the sections about punishment, after all, she could behave if she wanted to.

  Sadly, it hadn’t been that simple. There was no way she could emigrate there on her own, her parents had too much influence and she knew she’d never make it. Her only chance had been to be sent there. Which began a wave of kleptomaniac behavior that put her previous antics to shame.

  She’d stolen everything she could get her hands on, which had landed her in court almost immediately. Almost, because the first few stores she’d stolen from had overlooked the first offense after calling her parents, who had immediately leaned on the store owners and made restitution. After behaving for a few months, Amaya had slipped the guards her parents put on her, and pocketed a massive amount of expensive jewelry from one of her parents’ largest rivals.

  Amaya had spent her 20th birthday in court, absolutely elated… all the way up until her parents managed to pay off the judge. It had taken some ingenuity, a lot of plotting and sneaking, but when she managed to get caught again, she used her one phone call to get in touch with a vid reporter and grant them an exclusive interview. Not just on her activities, but on how her parents had paid off previous companies and the judge on her first trial.

  The scandal was enormous. Her parents - finally! - washed their hands of her and left her abandoned at the trial. While her siblings showed up, to show their support, her parents didn’t come for one day. Fortunately the judge was unimpressed by their abandonment, thoroughly convinced that she had no interest in rehabilitation, and immediately sentenced her to journey to the prison planets. She had said goodbye to her siblings, who seemed more affected by the separation than she was, and been put on the shuttle with the other inmates.

  Sure, she had to wear an ugly orange jumpsuit, and she supposed there was always the chance that Hebe wouldn’t want her… but she couldn’t imagine why not. They’d want eager volunteers, right? And Amaya was very eager to have the best parts of life - to be able to shed adult responsibilities while still be taken care of while still enjoying the delights of a sexual relationship. Sex was a taboo subject on her home planet; people indulged but they never talked about it, and Amaya had always enjoyed the semi-forbidden indulgence of having a lover.

  She’d practically flown through the questionnaire, barely looking at the screens that came after her choice of Hebe. She was too excited to read through the information on the screens.

  ******

  The four representatives from the Prison planets of the Allied Worlds finished their bickering. Grinning widely, Brock, the representative from Seirios and the youngest of the group, sat back in his chair, having just managed to convince Morgan that a particularly sweet-faced blonde would make a better house pet than a pony. Carolina, the representative for Hebe, didn’t think Morgan had really had her heart set on the blonde. There was a very kittenish quality about the inmate, despite her spirit, and (after all) she had requested Seirios as her first choice of planets. During the discussion Carolina had given her two cents, although Leo, the representative for Hathor (the planet of hucow farms) had remained quiet. He’d been distracted ever since picking a sad-eyed redhead with a phenomenal bosom for Hathor; one young woman that Carolina had been happy to lose to him.

  “Alright,” Warden Kase said, looking down at the screen in front of him and pushing a button. “Let’s move on.”

  The larger screen, which all the representatives were looking at, changed to the youngest of the inmates. All the representatives already had the stats on each of the inmates, and Carolina recognized this one right away. She was the only one who had been regularly smiling on their vids.

  With naturally tanned skin and long black hair that went halfway down her back, Amaya was quite beautiful. Her shining hazel eyes above high cheekbones would intrigue many of the prospective Mommies and Daddies on Hebe, Carolina thought. And not just because Amaya was particularly young for a criminal.

  “Amaya Targe,” Warden Kase said. Carolina raised her eyebrow; the normally stoic Warden sounded rather bemused. He met her eyes and smiled. “Normally I don’t speak up right away, but I have to say, I recommend Amaya for Hebe. And not just because it’s the only planet she indicated any interest in.”

  “Oh really?” Carolina couldn’t help but be a bit surprised as she tapped the personal screen in front of her, to see the results of Amaya’s requests. Just Hebe and she’d signed off on her decision in less than two minutes. Unless she was some kind of reading savant, there was no way that the young woman could have read through all the offered materials about Hebe. She’d also apparently skipped the entire section on punishments, which allowed the inmates to
opt out of some of the most severe disciplinary measures. The Allied Planets had insisted in having that in place so that there could be no allegations of prisoners being abused - they had to agree to the strictures of corporeal punishment.

  Amaya had, whether knowingly or not, signed off on all of them.

  Well that was going to have quite a few of the heavier disciplinarians after her even before she arrived on planet. Which, in a way, she deserved, for being so thoughtless. Even if she hadn’t requested Hebe and only Hebe, this was exactly the kind of young woman that Carolina would fight for, because it was obvious through her irresponsible actions that she needed someone to both take control of her and to care for her. Her file indicated that she was highly aroused by images of both discipline and pain.

  The young woman would undoubtedly require a firm hand. Carolina could already think of several men, off the top of her head, who would jump at the chance to be a Daddy to such an impetuous, eager young woman.

  “Any objections?” she asked the others, but her voice indicated that there had better not be. There was no question in her mind that Amaya should absolutely go to Hebe. Morgan and Brock shook their heads immediately, and Leo followed suit as soon as Morgan elbowed him in the side to bring him back to the conversation at hand.

  Very good. Carolina’s lips curved into a smile as she made a small note on her tablet. She wanted to make sure she didn’t forget to call Grant. There was no way he would want to miss his chance on this one.

  ******

  Hebe! She was going to Hebe! Amaya practically danced her way to the Doctor’s office. Warden Kase raised his eyebrow at her obvious exuberance, but she noticed the way the corners of his mouth twitched too. He didn’t mind the dancing or the happiness.

  “Alright, little girl, now behave for the doctor,” Warden Kase said, as he handed her off to Nurse Rose. Amaya beamed at him. Just being called “little girl” made her whole body feel light and happy.

  “I will Warden Kase,” she said, not noticing the way Nurse Rose’s eyebrows went up in surprise. The nurse wasn’t quite used to having such eager patients and, as Amaya had grown up in a wealthy family and been inoculated against pretty much everything, hadn’t met Amaya on the voyage before this moment.

  The Doctor didn’t even look at Amaya as Nurse Rose escorted her into the examination room, he had his nose buried in her file, checking everything over. Because of her family’s wealth and privilege, Amaya had been born with exceptional genes and later vaccinations and inoculations kept her in tip-top shape. That didn’t interest him nearly as much as the note which said she’d been pre-selected by one of the Daddies on Hebe, a man named Grant Stine, who had very particular requests for the preparation of his little girl. Hebe always did have some of the most demanding clients.

  “Take off your clothes and climb on the table,” Nurse Rose said.

  A little flush of excitement went through Amaya. Amaya’s fantasies about Hebe had definitely included some dirty doctor visits and now it was about to happen!

  It all felt like a grand adventure.

  Stripping down, Amaya pouted a little when she saw that the Doctor wasn’t paying attention. Maybe he just hadn’t gotten a good look at her yet. She knew she was quite attractive - it hadn’t just been her parents’ wealth that had had the boys flocking from a young age.

  Getting up on the table, Amaya perfectly willingly put her feet into the stirrups, spreading her legs wide without even a hint of modesty. It wasn’t until Nurse Rose strapped her ankles down that a flutter of anxiety went through her belly.

  “You don’t have to do that, I’ll hold still,” she said, trying to tug her foot away.

  Nurse Rose slapped her on her inner thigh, making Amaya cry out - more with the surprise than anything else, although the sharp smack did sting. “Stop fighting, little girl, or you’ll get worse than that.”

  Being called a little girl made Amaya excited, even over her indignation. A tremor of fear went through her as Nurse Rose finished strapping Amaya’s legs to the stirrups and pushed them wide apart. Her pussy was now completely exposed, her lips parted to show her delicate pink inner folds. The Doctor was now looking up and watching, a little smile on his lips. His attention definitely made her perk up. That was more like her fantasies!

  It was his attention that made her hold still as Nurse Rose strapped her arms down to the table too, leaving her completely vulnerable and helpless. That hadn’t ever been part of her fantasies, but it was exciting to know that the Doctor could now do whatever he wanted with her. Amaya got quite a shock when it was Nurse Rose who reached for her breasts, giving them a good squeeze. She squealed, a bit delayed, at the harsh treatment as Nurse Rose began kneading them.

  “Very noisy,” the Doctor said, making a note on his pad. “Although that’s not necessarily a bad thing, considering where she’s going. Little girls are expected to be noisy in certain situations.”

  That was music to Amaya’s ears, who had spent much of her own childhood being told to be quiet and listen and learn. Her honest and open reactions now were coming from her surprise, as well as her inexperience with being so helpless. Somehow it made it harder to inhibit her reactions.

  Standing up, the Doctor moved between Amaya’s legs, pressing his fingers against her open pussy without any preamble. His eyes glinted in appreciation as he looked at her, a slight smirk on his face. “What a naughty little girl, already wet.” His finger pushed into her damp opening, making her squirm. “Is it being watched? Or being tied up?” He nodded to Nurse Rose, who immediately pinched Amaya’s nipples quite hard. She squealed, her body arching as her pussy clamped down on the Doctor’s finger. “Or is it that you like it when Nurse Rose hurts you?”

  “I don’t know,” Amaya whimpered honestly, confused. This wasn’t going at all how she’d expected, and yet her body was responding as if this was the fulfillment of one of her hottest fantasies.

  The Doctor just smiled at her. He’d been able to feel her pussy spasming at every suggestion and he was well aware that everything that was currently happening to Amaya was arousing her. With her home planet listed as Vericat, it wasn’t surprising that she was confused. Each member planet of the Allied Worlds kept to its own customs and social taboos. In many ways, Vericat was sexually repressed, comparatively. There was an appealing innocence to Amaya because of that.

  He doubted she even considered the possibility that she might have a Mommy as well as or instead of a Daddy. It was rude to discuss sexual matters on Vericat and homosexuals were expected to keep their relations even more quiet. The way Amaya watched Nurse Rose, shocked that a woman was handling her breasts in such an intimate manner, attested to her inexperience in that area. The Doctor was almost regretful that he wouldn’t be able to see Amaya introduced to her Nanny - an inevitability since her Daddy was a single male living on the Victoria continent.

  Removing his fingers from her pussy, he pressed one cream-soaked digit to the puckered star of her anus. As expected, Amaya’s hips jerked upwards, trying to escape the indecent probe.

  “Stop!” She squealed. “What are you doing?! That’s the wrong hole!”

  Most Vericatans were sheltered from the various ways in which the anus could be used for sexual pleasure. It was no surprise to the Doctor or the Nurse that Amaya was no different; although she was in for a shock when she arrived on Hebe. There was a reason why not too many Vericatans chose Hebe as their final destination. The Doctor was amused that Amaya must have somehow missed that in the information provided about the planet.

  “I know exactly which hole I’m touching, little girl,” he said, his voice full of censure. “However, seeing as you are obviously completely new to this, I will use more lubrication for the initial entry.”

  “But… but… but…” Amaya sputtered and then gasped as Nurse Rose distracted her by twisting her nipples quite harshly. Her body was on fire, especially after the Doctor’s manual exploration of her pussy, but she was also mortified by his inf
erence that he’d also be exploring back there. No one but Amaya had ever touched that area once she’d been potty trained. Polite company didn’t even talk about it. And he wanted to put his finger there?!

  “Be a good girl, Amaya,” Nurse Rose said, tugging on Amaya’s nipples, squeezing them and kneading them between her fingers in a firm massage that had Amaya’s pussy pulsing. This was also an entirely new experience, although Amaya did know about men who liked other men and women who liked other women. One of her brothers was one such. It was just one of those things no one talked about. “This is a perfectly normal doctor’s visit.”

  “My doctor’s never did this!” Amaya’s last word came out as an outraged squeal, as the Doctor pressed his thoroughly lubricated finger against her pucker and pushed.

  It felt so strange; not exactly painful, but not very good either… like a pressure stretching open muscles she hadn’t known she had.

  “I have to go to the bathroom,” she whimpered as his finger pushed deeper, making her wriggle. Her stomach tightened and she moaned, sure that she was going to shame herself and go while his finger was… there.

  “No you don’t,” the Doctor reassured you, sliding his finger even deeper and rooting it around her virgin channel. “You just feel like you do. Just relax, you’ll become used to the sensation.”

  “No I won’t!” Amaya didn’t even realize how much like a pouting little girl she sounded at that moment, but it made both the Doctor and Nurse smile. Her Daddy was going to be a very happy man, going by Amaya’s unrestrained and innocent reactions.

  When the Doctor withdrew his finger, Amaya was relieved, right up until she saw the long, slim glass tube that he was going to replace it with. She protested the insertion of the long thermometer without effect… and all the while Nurse Rose was plumping and pulling on her nipples, making her squirm for an entirely different reason. It felt so strange to have things going in and out of her bottom hole when where she wanted to be filled was so empty and so close by.