by Writing Shark
You come home after a hard day’s work
The pictures of your daughters have caused you to come home a little later than usual, but Gemma is already waiting for you with a hug, a kiss on tiptoes, and outstretched arms reaching for your jacket and bag.
“Hi honey,” Hellen says, giving you a kiss as well. “We’ve been waiting for you.” You show her the pictures. “Elise planned this? Is she going to get spanked?” She shakes her head and you smile. Hellen especially has developed an aversion to bending your rules but you reassure her.
“It’s good for Elise and she talks everything over with me. She’s a good girl.”
“Okay.” Hellen nibbles her lip. “But if you want you’re welcome to punish me for it. After all, I did father her. More or less.” Together you laugh as Gemma comes out of the hallway and watches you. “Now that we’re all broken in we really should greet you with a blowjob at the door” your wife then says, putting her hands on your chest and stepping up to you. She snuggles against your chest and you kiss her on the hair.
“A good idea” you agree, “Tell Alice and I’ll see what my girls come up with.”
“I can give you a BJ daddy,” Gemma barges forward with girlish eagerness. “You can choke me and hit me too” she says lightheartedly, clasping her hands behind her back. Her green sweater and skirt give her a childlike innocence you love to see in your 18 year-old daughter. “I’m ready for punishment daddy.” You pull her close too and wrap your two problematic girls in your arms.
Now that Grace is almost ready, you must act quickly to put your plan into action. But that doesn’t mean you neglect Gemma and Hellen, now that they are behaving so well. You look at Amy who is standing in the kitchen with her back to you, working feverishly to hear a kind word from you. Yeah, you don’t have to worry. You always have time for your family.
“The girls are still in town?” you ask, but you already know from Elise. Hellen answers in the affirmative. You look to Gemma. “Go upstairs to bed honey” you command and her eyes sparkle like Christmas.
“What position do you want me to take daddy? What are you going to punish on me for?” You smile.
“Nothing.” Gemma blinks and you nod up the stairs. “Go upstairs and make yourself comfortable.” You’ve rarely seen her move that fast.
“James?” asks Hellen, befuddled. You kiss her again.
“I think Elise and Alice want it rough today. But you guys are still here too. Finish your chores, then come join us.” Hellen is surprised too, but obeys you.
On your way up the stairs, you loosen your tie and undo your shirt.
You find your daughter on your bed, dressed and nervous.
“It’s okay princess,” you reassure her. It’s time for Gemma to enjoy the man you want to be for her. No more parenting, just devotion to your daughter.
“It’s so unusual,” she says, patting the bed. “Sitting here…without you or your permission.”
“I gave you permission,” you say, “and you know it.” Gemma doesn’t answer as you step up to her. “Would you like to undress?” Your voice is soft and tender and her eyes go wide.
“Yes,” she whispers, but doesn’t move. You sit down next to her and pull her close to you. She snuggles against your body and is happy.
“It’s time we become the couple I want us to be Gemma” you declare, stroking her hair “You are my daughter and I am proud of you.”
“Thank you daddy,” she says softly. She is small and helpless yet so strong and you admire her for how well she has endured being broken and set right by you.
“Alice is above you, but that doesn’t mean I don’t love you. Just like I don’t love your mommy.” Gemma grins with satisfaction and breathes easier.
Together, you sit on your bed in your room and are silent. You contemplate your daughter, the girl you’ve already taken hard and relentlessly. You’ve punished her and broken her and Gemma has loved you all along. Your fingers run through her hair.
You like to see her whimper and moan beneath you, overwhelmed and washed away by the forces you carry. But she’s also a pure, innocent soul, which is how you wanted her to be.
“Some things are going to change,” you tell her quietly.
“More so than now that you’re making your daughters happy?” Gemma giggles and you do the same, stroking her hair and making her beam.
“Yes, even more so. Grace is just the beginning, you know?” That it’s your youngest, of all people, you’re confiding in touches you inside. “I only want you, your sisters and my wife. I don’t care about Amy, Grace, or anyone else. You are my family. But I have something that other people don’t have and Alice showed me that I can use it.”
“Elise is so happy with you.” Gemma looks up at you, her steady rock in the waves. “Do you think I could kiss her once in front of you?”
“Are you bi?” you laugh, “That would be helpful.” But Gemma shakes her head.
“I’m what you want me to be daddy.” You stroke her leg that’s sticking out from under her skirt.
“Most of all, I want you to be happy.”
It surprises you, but Gemma breaks away from you, holds your large hand with her delicate fingers and looks you in the eye. You see a strong daughter in her, under the obedience there is something you see in Alice.
“I’m happy daddy” whispers the girl in a soft voice. “You are here. I’m useful to you. And you love me.” She sighs contentedly. “And I love you too.”
“Honey.” It’s you who pulls her close to you.
“Daddy?” her voice muffled in your chest. “Can I make a wish?”
“Anything princess.” She lifts her head and there’s a smile you like to see on her face.
“Will you spank me and then kiss me?” Shaking your head, you glance to the side. You have a perfect life.
“Not a shy princess anymore?” She blushes.
“Your princess… happy to do more than spanking…” She smiles and you kiss her.
Writing Shark 