by Writing Shark
Your daughter and you start a new life
And as it turns out, you don’t have to worry about that either.
Alice is naked. She is kneeling on the carpet in the hotel room with her head down and her hands resting quietly on her clenched thighs while her chest rises and falls regularly. You stand in front of her and look down at her cowering form. Alice raises her head and looks you firmly in the eye.
“I’ve made up my mind,” she says, and you just look at her. “Daddy.” You smile. So does she. “I love you daddy,” she says. Her voice is soft, tender, loving. “All my life now. You’ve always been there for me, always supported me, never given up. I know you life a hard life and I’m grateful to you for taking care of me.” Her smile widens as she expresses things she has carried with her all her life.
You approach your daughter and place your hand under her dainty chin, lifting her head and making her look up at you, something she has always done, but now does with joy for you.
“Do you know what it means to give yourself fully to a man, your father?” Alice is smart and you respect that.
“No daddy,” she says, “but I’m not afraid. You’re going to show me what to do to make you proud of me. You always do.”
“Good girl,” you say, and Alice has found her place in life. At your feet. “You will do everything I tell you to do” you explain. “We are not going to have a relationship Alice. This is important. You will be mine, fully and completely. Your purpose in life will be to do whatever pleases me and in return, I will make you happy, happier than you can even imagine in your dreams. It won’t be like you imagined with Connor. We will not be partners Alice. You will be mine and I will take care of you. You won’t have to worry about anything except the things I tell you to do and you’ll be happy with that, I promise you. You won’t have a mother anymore and Hellen will be more your sister than Gemma is now. You will be my partner and my daughter.”
“Yes daddy,” she breathes reverently, looking up at you trustingly as she crouches at your feet.
“And we will have sex. Whenever, wherever and however I want. And it will blow your sweet mind. Do you understand?”
“Yes daddy. You decide. And I obey.” Alice smiles happily. “I love you.”
You wait a little, letting what is said sink in. But you know that Alice wants it. She is ready. Now you’ve done it. Your daughter is yours.
When you don’t say anything, she leans towards you, puts her hands on your thighs and tries to push your bathrobe aside. You see the need in her eyes.
Then a loud, pain-filled moan fills the room. Your fingers have closed and squeezed fast and hard around her nipples again. Your life with Hellen has made you an expert in pain and you are top notch at causing not too much, but not too little pain either. It works on Alice too and she immediately lets her hands snap back and looks at you startled, but doesn’t avoid you and endures your control over her body.
“Good girl” you praise her instead of scolding her.
“Thank you daddy” she moans as you keep a tight grip on her breasts.
“I know it’s still new for you and that’s exactly why we’re not going to have sex yet.” Alice looks at you submissively like a puppy that knows it has made a mistake, but not which one.
“Who do you belong to honey?” you ask gently, squeezing your girl’s sensitive buds harder.
“To you daddy! I belong to you daddy!”
“And are you my good girl?” Alice is about to say something, but then quickly looks down at her breasts, which are being slightly stretched by your fingers. She doesn’t say ‘yes’.
“I’m trying daddy. I want to be your good girl so bad.”
“And I believe you honey,” you say, smiling and letting go of her breasts. Immediately Alice raises her hands but quickly drops them. You look at her proudly as she arches her back and thrusts her sore nipples at you instead of hiding them. With Hellen, it had taken weeks of hard training to achieve what your daughter presents as a matter of course. “You still have to internalize the rules” you admonish her and she nods.
Then you lower yourself to the floor and stroke your daughter’s sore spots while kissing her on the forehead.
“I’ll help you with that honey. It’s a big adjustment you have ahead of you and I’ll make sure nothing happens to you along the way.” Alice moans again under your touch and is content, having almost forgotten the pain, but not your closeness. “See? Everything is fine as long as you listen to me.”
“Yes daddy” she whispers, “No sex until you say so.” You kiss her forehead again, then stand up.
“Get dressed. We’re going home.” Alice obeys you immediately, and while she gets dressed you explain to her what her first days as your property will be like. “First, it’s about you getting used to the new situation. We won’t tell your mother or Gemma that you are mine now.”
“Yes daddy,” Alice says excitedly as she gets dressed. She stumbles often because she doesn’t want to let you out of her sight, and as she puts on her socks you sit her down on the bed and slip her clothes over her feet.
“It’s about you understanding what it feels like for me to be in control of you.” Her eyes go wide with excitement. She’s looking forward to submitting to you completely. “I had to be very rough with your mom, I don’t want that with you.” You caress her thighs as you pull her pants over them. “But don’t fool yourself. I will have to punish you. You’re going to make mistakes. When that happens I want you to take your punishment like an obedient, good girl and thank me, okay?”
“Yes daddy. I want to be your good girl.”
“That’s right. That’s going to be your reward. I’m going to make it real easy for you. I will punish you when you make mistakes and I will reward you when you do something right. You will always have clarity in life and always know how I feel about you. It will be easy.”
“Thanks daddy.”
“When you’re ready, I’ll make love to you. And then you will have a perfect life.” Alice nods eagerly and you don’t even have to tell her there’s no going back. She wants it, you know she does. “This is going to be a nice few days,” you think out loud.
“Because of you, the rest of my life will be beautiful daddy” Alice replies. “I will never forget this. Thank you for being there.” Again she leans forward but this time she just hugs you, your hard-on pressing against her cheek through the fabric of the robe and she giggles. You pull her up and hug her, lifting her up and kissing her long and passionately on the mouth.
“Good girl.” And Alice is satisfied.
Writing Shark 