by Writing Shark
You watch your daughter sleep
The first rays of sunlight bathe your hotel room in golden light and you watch your sleeping daughter as she lies naked in bed next to you. She was very brave last night and passed all your tests and challenges as satisfactorily as you wished. She mustered all her strength to handle the orgasms you drove into her sensitive body as much as possible and only fainted when you expected her too. You couldn’t be prouder of the sleeping beauty at your side and when her lights went out you took her in your strong arms and tenderly laid her limp body in the bed beside you. Alice fell asleep with your smell in her nose, your warmth on her naked, sweaty body and your soothing words in her ears. You didn’t even penetrate her with your penis the whole night, you just made her lose her mind with your hands and your mouth, driving her from one orgasm to the next. That was on purpose. Alice should see that there is more when she decides for you. An unfair fight that you have won for a long time through perfect planning and iron discipline. After tucking Alice in, you went to the bathroom and called your wife.
Hellen already knew what your absence meant and you had to spend several minutes calming her over the phone and giving her time to dry her tears of joy. She was so happy when you told her about her daughter’s strength.
“She’s like you honey?” she had asked hopefully. “Not like me back then? She did everything you told her to do? And she understood that you are perfect?” You had answered the question in the affirmative and Hellen had cried happily for several minutes.
Then she had offered you the best phone sex she could provide in her condition, with photos, videos and dirtytalk she had prepared especially for the occasion and the assurance that she would fully support you in every decision you would make for her daughter. Again and again she had thanked you for being such a perfect husband and father and finally you had to order her to finger herself twice for you to a loud orgasm so she could calm down while you rewarded her with your own longed-for cum. You had refrained from taking pictures this time, Hellen was only supposed to concentrate on herself and it had worked.
“How was her pussy?” she had asked and you had explained your motives.
“I understand,” Hellen had said. “I’ll do anything to help you with that.” Then you had ended the conversation and gone to sleep as well.
Now you lay next to your daughter, listening to her soft breathing and the happy whimpers that occasionally make her shiver as she slowly wakes up. The first thing she sees in her new life is you and the happiness that lights up her face makes you happy.
“Good morning daddy” she says, using your new nickname naturally. Then she stretches out her tired arms and you pull her to your body.
It doesn’t take long before her hands start to wander. You were just waiting for this and Alice squeals in surprise and disappointment as you sit up in bed and cover her small breasts with her already stiff nipples again.
“What’s wrong daddy?” she asks in alarm, afraid that last night was just a dream or worse, a one time thing. “Did I do something wrong?” You lean toward her and she closes her eyes and purses her lips. But you just pat her cheek, something that makes her shudder but is still a clear sign.
“Now you know what it’s like when you’re with me Alice,” you say and lift yourself out of bed. Your naked form takes your daughter’s breath away but she manages to sit up holding the covers in front of her slender body.
“But we didn’t… had sex… not really… did we?” she asks chastely, unable to look at you. It’s clear she wants this evening to repeat. You dress in a bathrobe and cover your body from your daughter, then turn to face her.
“Alice, I have one more thing to teach you.” Alice is still sleepy, tired from sex and drained from the experience, but she shakes herself and focuses her whole being on you. “We’re not going to have sex.” You see how much this hits your girl.
“But daddy…” You yourself know, of course, that you could have had it all last night, and then every night after that. But that wasn’t your goal. You showed Alice what it means to have a relationship with you, deprived her of the strongest orgasms you can cause in her with your cock, and slowly introduced her to the forces of nature you can unleash in her petite body. You have released 20 years of pent up energy, in you and in her, cultivating and guiding her pleasure. And now Alice is ready for sex with you. But she can only have it on one condition.
“Alice you are my daughter,” you say and see how much fear this sentence triggers in her. Not because she has done something wrong, but because she is afraid that this might not happen again. She has already said and done everything to show you that she is ready. Now she just has to take the last step. “You were lonely and scared and I helped you.”
“But… But I love you daddy…” she says desperately, sliding around under the covers. “I thought…”
“Alice come here,” you say and immediately your daughter lifts herself out of bed, her blanket falls off her body and she stands naked before you, small and helpless against your intimidating presence. You place your hand on her cheek and stroke her warm, soft skin. Her eyes rest on you, large and fearful. “I know you love me. And I love you too.” Alice whimpers softly at your words, looking at you lustfully and in love. She is completely devoted to you. “But we won’t have sex.” Now the whimpering becomes desperate.
“Please daddy…” she whispers softly and you silence her with your thumb on her tender lips. “I need you…”
“You know me Alice. I’m different. I have no use for a normal relationship like Connor wants you to have.” Alice completely ignores the name, focusing only on you and your words. “You are my daughter Alice. If you want to have sex with me, if you love me…” She nods her head slowly. “Then I expect far more than love and affection. I expect loyalty, trust, and devotion to me. Just like your mother does.” Then you make it very clear. “Alice if you love me then there is only one way for you. I want you to make this decision freely and without coercion.” That’s the truth, even if you don’t give her much of a chance. “I want you to be happy with your decision Alice. Because I love you more than anything.”
It takes a while while you caress Alice, then she speaks, softly but in a firm voice.
“What do I have to do for it daddy?” You nod.
“You have to give yourself to me completely Alice. If you want to be with me, then you will be mine. Mine alone.” You step back from her and turn to the bathroom. You need a shower. “Think about it as long as you want. I won’t push you. But there’s only this way. No discussions. Either you submit to me or you stay my normal daughter.” You already want to go, but you’re not a bad person. You’re doing all this for Alice. One last time you turn around, “No matter what you decide, you’ll always be my daughter.” Then you go into the bathroom.
In the shower, you think about your words, your actions over the last 20 years, your life and how it will change, one way or another. You are numb, have no feelings and your condition depends on the girl in the next room, your daughter. Then you’re done, standing in front of the bathroom door… and you don’t dare to open it. For several minutes you just stand in front of the piece of wood and wait. It takes you a while to find your strength, but then you step through the door. No matter what Alice decides, you will not lose her as a daughter. You’ve made sure of that.
Writing Shark 