The Family Patriarch. Chapter 113

by Writing Shark

Your daughter enjoys her place in your harem

“Mistress?” It’s Elise knocking on the door again.

“Come in.”

“Wow. Mom is really persistent.” Hellen has been licking continuously for two hours, leaving Alice at a constant level of lower pleasure.

“She’s really good. Better than any massage.”

“I bet she is,” Elise grins, but then remembers her duty. “Dinner’s ready and Dad should be home in half an hour.”

“Wait a minute…aaaand…finished!” Alice tosses her pen on the paper and reaches behind her. Her mom’s face is covered in cunt slime and her eyes look tired but pleased.

“Thanks Mom, you were a big help. I couldn’t have done this without you.” Hellen just smiles and stays quiet and Alice wonders if she should lick one of the women here for that long too, just to see what it’s like. Then she gets up, takes off her booty shorts completely and takes Hellen by the hand.

The two take a quick shower and Alice thanks her mother by rubbing the woman in the shower with shampoo and soap. Hellen returns the gesture and after ten minutes the two are ready for James.

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“Everything ready?” asks Alice, going over everything again in her head. Food, heating, lights, pussies, everything is as James likes it when he comes home. This is the first day that Alice is solely responsible for her father coming home to a happy household after a hard day at work. Her mother puts a reassuring hand on her shoulder and gives her a warm smile, then nods toward the door. Punctual as always, the girls hear James Winter’s sports car pull up. “Okay. Let’s go.”

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She has done everything right, she knows that. And yet her heart beats up to her throat when she feels the key in the lock. What if the food is too cold? What if the apartment is heated too much? Already Alice misses her mother’s calming tongue in her young twat. But she misses her daddy even more, and she knows that a lot of the nervousness she feels now comes from the slightly anxious excitement she always feels when her daddy comes home.

Gemma, Elise and Hellen kneel together in the hallway, shoulder to shoulder, hands in their laps and eyes on the door as Alice stands in front of them. The idea has come to her with her mother’s tongue around her little asshole and Alice hopes that her father is proud of her when he can decide right away which of his angels can blow his cock for his greeting. Everything should be perfect on her first day as mistress of the house.

Her heart beats faster and faster. And then he is there, standing in the doorway. Jacket and suitcase, just like every day. And when his eyes fall on her, she can hardly keep her attention in check. Her father knows that she is responsible.

“Hello father,” she greets him and hurries towards him. Then his happy smile warms her world and when he puts his hands around her and hugs her, she wants to scream with happiness. Instead, she stands on her tiptoes and pulls herself up to her daddy to give him an amorous kiss on the lips.

“That’s a new one,” he says, looking around at the other women.

“I want today to be special for you Daddy,” Alice says eagerly, hanging happily at his side. “I can take your clothes and you can choose one or two of the women to give you a blowjob. Dinner is ready and you can sit right down or…” Her father kisses her on the mouth, then his finger holds her lips closed.

“Hellen.” His wife stands up and he takes her in his arms too and kisses her. “Did you help my daughter.” Hellen nods eagerly.

“She licked me for two hours Daddy” his muffin explains.

“She was so excited” Hellen mumbles happily and James laughs.

“You did everything right muffin. If you want to change something then I trust you. But don’t worry about it. Your mother has been serving me longer than you’ve been alive and I’m excited to come home to my family, to all of you.”

James then leads the group into the living room and warmly greets Elise and Gemma as well.

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Dinner had gone well and her father was very pleased with her. Alice was allowed to sit on his lap and eat her portion while her father took off her pants and put his cock in her overflowing cunt. She had had three orgasms while he had eaten his noodles with pleasure and talked to her and his family.

They had laughed together when he had challenged Elise and Gemma to an eating contest. The winner was allowed to free him and Alice from the traces of their love. Gemma had almost won and Elise had simply announced she was no longer hungry. So the two sisters could move together under the table and let their tongues slide alternately over their father’s cock and her sister’s twitching cunt while James held Alice tight and secure and chatted with Hellen as a normal couple.

During the evening in front of the TV, Gemma and Elise had been allowed to sit next to their daddy, his hands between her thighs, and Alice had joined Hellen in doing the dishes. After hearing the loving cries of the two sisters, James had joined his other girls in the kitchen and Alice had not been able to take it anymore. James and Hellen had hugged their big strong daughter as tears rolled down her cheeks and both parents had congratulated Alice on her strength and skill. Hellen had raved about her daughter’s consistency that day, her tongue just a little tired, and her father had stroked her hair tenderly while Alice had cried with happiness.

Now Alice Winters stands in her room in front of the big mirror and looks at her naked body. Her father already knows it so well, every little corner, every opening and every smell she has. Alice shudders with pleasure as her hands glide over her small breasts, down her sides over her butt and forward over her labia. This time she doesn’t get wet because her brain is only focused on two things.

First, she keeps wondering how other girls can live without the knowledge that their body belongs to a man. Of course Alice knows that society sees it differently but when she looks at her breasts, her vagina, her anus and everything else her father is interested in, her tight belly, her tender lips, her nose for which she sometimes feels a little ashamed, her eyebrows, her ears, her hands. Everything she sees, it all belongs to her father. Alice has only borrowed her body. Her father created her, made her in his image. It’s a concept Alice understands only sometimes, in those clear moments of serene security. Her body does not serve her, it serves her father. Everything Alice sees in the big mirror is something that exists only to serve the most important and wonderful person she knows in life.

Other people would find that disgusting, she knows that. Others would call it slavery, oppression, horror. People like Mrs. Hoover, now a submissive slave herself. Alice shakes her head and hopes that her hairstyle has pleased Daddy today. Should she wear makeup?

These doubts no longer frighten her. Not after this evening. Not after her father was so proud of her. Her body belongs to him. Just like everything else. Her thoughts. Alice doesn’t want to think about a future job. Stripper, whore, politician, engineer, whatever her father wants, she’ll do it.

“Housewife and…” She smiles. “Housewife and mother.” Her body belongs to her father. If he wants to see her pregnant then she wants that too. Because her will, her thoughts, her soul, everything belongs to James Winters too. Alice now knows how her mother feels and Gemma will soon know too.

Alice only wants to think what makes her daddy happy. Who needs their own interests? Of course she has hobbies and friends. But she would give all that up the second her father wants her to. She belongs to him and he can do what he wants with her and her sisters.

“All women.” 

She is not afraid. She is not afraid.

Alice Winters smiles.

She is human, more human than any other poor girl who is not fucked by her daddy. She is alive, more alive than anyone else. She has so much joy that she doesn’t know where to put it. She is a human created for a single purpose. It is so simple. And she couldn’t do it if she didn’t love it. If she didn’t love her daddy.

No. It’s not a crime. It’s the best thing a father can do for his daughter and Alice only now really understands that.

“I know what I exist for,” she realizes, “for Daddy.”