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Thread: Claiming What is His.

Tonight had been years in the making but it was finally time. After his wife, also his slave had run away from him he had decided that their daughter should replace her as his slave, as his lover. For a few years he had been grooming her for the proper behavior, doing his best to make sure she was innocent but at the same time awakening her affection for her father, even going so far as to start home schooling her five years earlier to keep some other young man from getting to her first while at the same time making sure that he would have her all to himself, no one for her to ever talk to about it that might tell her that it was wrong and end up getting him thrown in prison... she was going to be all his and today was finally the day. It had started like any other day, waking up early to go for a run and have a quick breakfast before the sun had even gotten all the way past the horizon, before his lovely little girl was even out of bed. Then a quick look over any work that he might have for the day, his at home consultant firm letting him take care of just about everything from his home office, fortunately he didn't have anything going on at that very moment which left the entire day open for him to have some fun with his daughter, something he was greatly looking forward too and had been for several years now, his innocent daughter was going to be all his. Finally, about the time that she woke up Dominic Kale made his way upstairs to her room, ready to wake her up for what will no doubt be an immensely interesting day in her life, what he would consider the most important. Making his way slowly up the stairs he didn't even bother to stop or shower, still wearing the shorts and t-shirt that he had been running in, a little bit of sweat making it clean to the body that he worked hard to keep well better then that of most forty five year olds. Making his way into her room he smiled at the sight of her, so young, so innocent, soon the innocence would be gone but the beauty would still be there, how wonderful would it be for her to be serving him in a way that only she could, the years of subtle training would come together to make her the perfect slave. Leaning down over her he pressed his lips to hers. Wake up dear. He whispered as he broke the kiss. Today is very important for us both.
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It had been tempting to take advantage of her several times, it was hard to remain patient when he had such a lovely young woman so ready to be his. Her body had developed wonderfully in the time since he had decided upon his course of action, every time he touched her he was unable to keep his hands from lingering for just a moment too long, his hands exploring her body every chance he got, finding that every time he ran his hands over her flesh she had grown a little bit, filling out in a pleasing way each and every time. He even helped her bathe quite often, though he didn't let her take the same liberties with his own body nor did he touch one specific area of her body, unless he was bathing her he never touched her virgin slit and even then only made contact with it through a wash cloth... he had been saving any bare contact for when this day had arrived. It hadn't been easy to maintain his self control, every time he saw her stretch a little bit after a job, every time he woke up up with his lips against hers it was tempting to finally take her and mold her into the perfect slave like her mother had almost been at one point. Her mother hadn't been properly broken, fighting him every chance she got and only behaving in front of their daughter... but Lily loved him more then anyone else in the world and in addition to that he had slowly corrupted her, she wouldn't think anything at all of what was happening, she trusted him unconditionally. His eyes lit up and a smile spread across his face as she sat up, her breasts hardly hidden from him at all by the fabric of the nightgown. Reaching down he pulled her into a close embrace, the fact that she was still in bed making things a little bit awkward and he was unable to feel any more of her body but still the closeness was enjoyable, truly he did love his daughter unlike anyone else ever before. Today is going to be a very special day. He promised with a small chuckle, savoring the sent of her hair and body. And I know you are going to enjoy yourself... I even bought you something special to wear for it... now why don't you go shower and make sure that you have shaved off all the hair below your neck just like I taught you too, do it carefully so that you don't leave any bumps, I will lay out the clothing for you. With that be broke the embrace and kissed her one last time, this time his tongue slipping into her mouth and teasing for just a split second before the kiss ended. Today is the day you become a woman Lily, and your daddy is going to be the one who helps.
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This truly was something special, wasn't it? Lily could tell in the way he held her, his energy seeming to buzz right off of him as if it were tangible matter itself. Such a discovery made her eager, her eyes widening and her body growing warm with that familiar sense of being spoiled. He always had treated his daughter like a princess. Though he was firm, and she certainly worked hard enough to make him proud of her, he had not once mistreated her. Surely the young girl deserved every bit of luxury he doted upon her, and she happily relished in the feeling of being the prime recipient of his love. So, her mother had left them...fine, she had accepted that cruel twist of fate. It only opened many doors in return for Lily, one being that which led her to loving her father so awfully much, it was near obsessive. She just...simply could not get enough of him. You bought me something, she asked, perking up. Usually he only gave her gifts after she had succeeded in keeping her grades above average. Yet now? Out of the blue? Though confused, she wouldn't dare question him and his motives. She trusted him, much more than she naturally should. In her eyes, he could do no wrong. He was everything she could ever want in anyone, and she only hoped that she was just as perfect to him. She would shower as he beckoned her to, and her body would be free of any hair, dismissing the thick, long ringlets of pallid gold that lay upon her pretty little head. Lily, even if she was anxious to run off and bathe, would have happily stayed where she was if he let her. To feel his strong, heavy arms wrap about her petite stature was one thing, but to have his lips claim her own, tongue soon teasing at the sweet insides of her mouth, was something she yearned for. The poor dear was left to moan in pleasure, her blood boiling in a fury of wanting him to not stop, yet he always did. Never, had he passed that invisible boundary he had set up between them. It was there, always, and shalt never be crossed until he wished it so. Lily respected his decision, despite the fact that she was practically begging for him to take her, though she was oblivious to it herself. Daddy, she cooed dreamily, long lashes fluttering. She was going to be a woman? Finally?! Unable to suppress herself, she gave him one last hug before crawling out of bed, giggling to herself in excitement. What did this mean?! She hadn't a clue, but she didn't dare think ill of what may lay in wait for her. Soon enough the steady exclaim of running water would echo through the bathroom and hallway, as she tentatively tended to every part of her young body. She shaved completely, and slowly, allowing the flawless flesh beneath to be free of any downy hairs. What was left behind, was a smooth plain of fairness. Oh, would he be proud of her.
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Dominic heard her soft moan and it put a smile on his face, his years of gentle coaching and encouragement had paid off, his touch had always been meant to gently awaken her erogenous in the most subtle ways, teasing her and lightly making her aware of the pleasures that were awaiting her without fully giving her what she no doubt craved beyond anything else. The same things that he craved, to hear those moans grow higher and stretch on for longer, to watch as her lips spread and begged him to do more to her then he had already done, to have her body withering beneath his as he showed her the truth of what he had wanted from her. You will have the gift when you are out of the shower. He chided her gently as he moved to leave the room, smiling to let her know that there were no hard feelings at all when he had ever so slightly reprimanded her. But believe me it is important and I know that you will enjoy it. Then without another word he left her to get on with her shower, moving to his own bedroom where he had left her gift, wrapped in a white box and topped with a lace bow, a card instructing her to put on what was inside of the box and nothing else before coming to his bed room, ready to embrace her new life. It had all been picked out specially for her, the white lace lingerie, the garters that hooked to it, even the white lace chocker that would go around her neck as a sign of her new status, all of it custom made to fit her body, even the panties which had a slit up the crotch had been made all for her. The gift was laid out on her bed, waiting for her to open it. Honestly he wanted to watch her open it but instead he would only listen because he went back to his room, removing his shirt and toweling off the sweat and now only in a pair of tight shorts which were quickly exchanged for a pair of boxer briefs that left nothing to the imagination, certainly not the intense arousal that he was feeling, arousal that would finally be dealt with after years of suffering. This change didn't take very long and finally when it was done he sat at the edge of his bed, waiting for his beautiful little girl to come in and assume her new place as his slave, as his lover. His body tense with anticipation he waited, alert for the noise she would make upon finding her gift, the pure white symbolizing the purity she would soon loose... would she see the reminiscence of a wedding dress, would she understand that she was to take the place of her mother as his new bride? image of her gift
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Shaving was a tedious chore, she would admit it without hesitation, but goodness were the results worth it. Lily quickly admired how soft her skin was, sighing happily when she knew she had thoroughly groomed herself to his standards. It was perfectly normal in the sense that she often pined for his approval. To please him and seek his praise...she had always done such, thus, what could possibly be wrong with it? It always left her with a sense of accomplishment...and surely the amount of affection he smothered her with afterward, only urged her to further her attempts at being everything she could be, for her father. It would be absolutely crazy to most, to witness the young girl working so hard for something that would inevitably have her bending over backwards. Her present was far from a lacy, beautiful gift, but she still didn't know it. After she had finished rubbing sweetly scented lotion into every inch of her body, she finally made her way into her bedroom, eyes immediately drawn to the beautifully decorated box that lay on top. Her heart skipped a beat and she rushed over, slender fingers working to get it opened. When she finally discarded of the lid, she nearly squealed in joy. It was gorgeous! Carefully, as if frightened she would ruin it, Lily ran her hand across the elegant fabric, her cheeks flaring up in a bout of rosy flush. She was to wear this? For him? She had never...ever imagined sauntering about in such sultry attire, yet, if this is what her father wanted, then so be it. Each piece was put on with utmost care, feeling it snug tightly to her young, curved form. It accentuated her maturing assets perfectly, forcing perking breasts to push up, as wide hips flared and long, slender legs were decorated by the garter belts. To top it off, she clipped on the matching choker, nervously examining her appearance in the mirror. Lily looked radiant, yet she was horribly embarrassed. Her soft, warm little slit was revealed in all of it's glory, and the shameless display certainly heightened the teen's level of distress. Perhaps her father was only curious, even if he had seen her nude more times than she could count. Either way, she did as he ordered, and soon enough the faint padding of bare feet hitting the wooden floors of their hallway resounded. She was praying to whatever deity dwelled above, that she looked as wonderful as he had hoped. Stopping within his doorway, she peeked in, bright azure eyes glancing about until they fell upon that familiar figure. Daddy, she called out, stepping inside. Her hands were folded behind her back, palms lightly resting against the plump swell of her backside, unsure of what she wished to cover more, the front or the back. She knew better though, and quickly her hands were at her sides when she was poised within the middle of his bedroom. I...this had to be so expensive, Lily murmured, smiling in a bout of shyness, whilst her gaze dropped and she admired her cleavage. Do you...like it? I...I'm not sure...I've never worn anything like this...
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He had an idea of how she would look when he saw her in the outfit that he had taken so much time to have made but to actually see it on her as she stood before him quite literally took his breath away. She looked so much like her mother only more lovely if that were possible. He knew that a man shouldn't feel this way about their daughter but how could he be expected not to when she was so perfect. If asked to design the perfect female form Dominic no doubt would have picked out something identical to his daughter and the outfit she had on was only serving to highlight her beauty, to highlight the innocent qualities that she possessed. Lily, I can't deny that you are perfect. He whispered with a smile as he stood up and moved toward her, his bare feet hardly making a sound as he practically glided across the thick and luscious carpet of his bedroom. I didn't think that you could be any more beautiful then you are right now. Moving slowly he walked around her, examining every single inch of her body, reaching out to lift her hair away just so he could have a better look at her back and ass, his fingers carefully stroking over her shoulders, lightly teasing the skin of her neck around the choker she had on. I have waited a long time for this day my dear Lily, many times I was tempted to give in to my urges earlier but I held off, waiting until I knew you would be ready. He whispered into her ear as he pressed against her from behind, for the first time letting her feel just how erect his cock was at it pressed against her back. His hands reached around before her, sliding over her taunt stomach before slowly rising up to cup her breasts, even through the material she felt magnificent, a wonderful handful, neither to large nor to small. As I said before today you will no longer be a little girl, Daddy is going to make you into a woman but there is a condition that you must agree to first. Twisting his head a little bit he ran his lips over her ear as he whispered to her, letting his tongue tease her. Lily my dear, do you promise to stay with me and serve me forever... I want you to take your mothers place as my bride and if you agree to this then you will make me the happiest man in the world. He was honest with that he said, nothing she said could make him any happier then a yes... and to encourage her his right hand ran down from her breast, drawing closer to the one place that he had never touched before.
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His reaction was everything she could have possibly hoped for. It sent her heart soaring and Lily found herself beaming with happiness, her eyes bright and her smile growing by the second. He loved what he saw, didn't he? That made her feel wonderful...and though the relative sensation was innocent, it managed to elicit a very subtle sense of arousal. She began to tingle, especially when he studied every inch of her body, moving her hair aside to get a better view of the elegant slopes that made of her back. The young girl was nervous, for a reason she wasn't quite sure about. Though she had appreciated the gift, what was it for? To simply dress up? She soon enough got her answer. He pressed into her, eliciting a gasp of startling from his daughter. He was so hard, and so large...and he dug into the tender dip of her spine, Lily in turn flushing over brightly. Daddy, she whispered, gazing down towards his hands which traversed across the curves of her body, boldly cupping her budding breasts. Urges? What urges? Up until this point, she had firmly believed that she was the only one wanting more...yet, it seemed as if he had been waiting for this with bated breath. Her nipples grew hard, pushing against the lace of her corset, shamelessly exposing the fact that she was reacting to his caresses just as she was suppose to. Oohh, she moaned, lashes fluttering and head tipping off to the side to accommodate the devious teasing of his tongue across the sensitive shell of her ear. Though it was significantly difficult not to lose herself in the moment, she was vigilantly listening to every word he said, minding it with utmost respect. He wanted her to never leave? Well, that was silly to even think she would! Lily was his...every single inch of her belonged to him, inside and out. She couldn't even fathom being separated from him, and though the thought of replacing her mother was daunting...it was also pleasurable. She had often witnessed the happiness that her father had caused for his wife, yet that happiness had ritualistically been faked for Lily's sake, it had seemed to be so genuine. Thus, the girl knew her answer before she even thought it. She couldn't leave him...he wouldn't let her. I promise, she finally whispered, her chest heaving with the heightening of her inhalation. His hand...it was sliding lower...quickly closing in on the exposed slit of her youthful cunt. Lily didn't need to touch herself, she knew she was growing damp down there with just the thought of him finally breaching that promise to never touch too much. Daddy...please...make me into a woman, she begged in such a sweet, weak voice, her head turning as to let her eyes meet his own, expressing how desperate she was. Make me your woman...I...I want you so much, she whispered, as if she were embarrassed of these naughty desires.
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Everything she was doing the way that she was responding to him was perfect beyond all belief, her blush, the way that she was breathing ever so perfectly and tilting her head to give him better access to her ear as she spoke, saying just what he wanted to hear from her... his little girl was staying with him and wanted him to make her into a woman. He had taught her about sex before, lessons tinged with how women should be subservient to their lover, how submission was the greatest expression of physical love possible, on the pleasures that sex could bring her and that the greatest pleasures would come from serving her lover and giving herself to them completely. Lily nothing would make me happier then to make you a woman. He assured her as two fingers spread open her panties, one finger lightly tracing over her bare shaven slit while his lips lightly teased her neck with his lips and teeth, inhaling the sent of her body and the cream that she had covered herself with. It might not be possible to have it done officially I want you to know that after tonight I will consider you my wife and there is something that you have to know about your husband, I am a very dominant man and I expect my wife to be subservient... Now it was time for her to know the truth or at least part of it about what had happened in the past. Your mother served me in such a manner for a time but she was unable to keep up with the standards I set... so I would need to punish her from time to time in order to remind her of the proper way to behave. He whispered ever so softly into her ear before his teeth grazed her, leaving only the lightest of lines there. She however couldn't take it, my expectations were to much for her and without a single word she ran away, leaving the two of us alone... that is why I have been home schooling you and taking so much of an interest in your life, I have been working to make sure that when the time came you would be able to replace your mother without any trouble. As he continued with the story his finger lightly ran over her clit, swirling around the small nub of flesh before withdrawing as he took a step away from her. You won't let me down Lily, I know you aren't capable of failing me. He told her with a smile as he moved back toward the edge of the bed, pushing down the underwear that he had been wearing so that he now stood naked before her, this would be the first time she would be able to touch his unclothed body though he knew she had seen it more then once before. Now come to me... enough time has been wasted and I want to have you right away.
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Her breath hitched audibly the moment he gently eased the folds of her panties apart, and soon teased at the susceptible slit found beneath. It sent a warring of shivers down her spine, and she could no longer suppress the need to moan. Her hips arched ever so slightly, the natural yearning to have more of his touch overwhelming her. Yet, despite the fact that she was squirming and withering against him, she remained still, knowing very well that she shouldn't move too much. After all, why would she want to? To have her daddy's strong arms wrapped about her just so, his lips and teeth teasing at the delicate slopes of her neck, it was absolute bliss. Lily was practically melting against him the entire time, cooing out in appreciation to his doting actions. His words managed to sink in, allowing for her young, nimble mind to twist about the situation and finally understand what had went wrong. So her mother had known the joys of this, as well? Lily was jealous...yet she reminded herself that it was not her mother who stood in her father's chambers now, but rather, she did. The girl was proud of the fact that she had been molded to fit the perfect lover for the man, as she practically lived to please him. To submit, and give all of her worth to him...it meant the world to her, to know that he had chosen her, instead of looking for another suitor. Thus, with this responsibility now on her shoulders, she knew that failure was not an option. She would make him happy, forever and always. She was his...all of her. Daddy...I won't let you down like mommy did, she whispered, only for her precious voice to break into an exclaim. He rubbed at her swelling, flushed clit, such a bundle of nerves having never been tended to. It forced her entire frame to quake, her chest heaving and her skin growing hot to the touch. Gods, what was that? Lily gazed down between her thighs in wonder, only to feel her father no longer being behind her the next moment. Whimpering, she reached out for him, slender digits groping the air. He was completely bare in front of her...and such a sight was marvelous. Smiling, she quietly closed the distance between them, fingertips nervously sweeping across his muscled chest. It was feather light, as she was still hesitant to partake upon his nudity. I'm throbbing, she admitted, sounded quite concerned. Between my legs...it hurts, Daddy. Why...?