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Thread: A Plan Foiled...Dominate and Try Again (Taken By Google

She wasn't use to him being this informal with her, it wasn't that she didn't like it but she wasn't use to it and didn't know how to react to such treatment. As she listened to him, Bekkie scooted over to give her father more room to sit. yes sir...I mean, daddy. She answered with a small smile on her lips. What is it that you'd like to talk about? Her voice meek. The book had been marked with the end folded down, she had done this while closing the book. It was a sleek and graceful motion. His answer was unusual to her, but she wouldn't question it. Yes daddy. You've been so good to me. Protecting me all my life. Allowing me to become educated. Everything I have and who I am is because of you daddy. She answered honestly to the older man whom had allowed her to live. Why do you ask daddy? The red head questioned her dad. sorry its short not much to go on at the moment
Thread: A Plan Foiled...Dominate and Try Again (Taken By Google

So lovely and graceful, his daughter would have made an excellent dancer, when she was younger he had even made sure she had received private lessons in order to enhance her grace. As this memory came to him he smiled a little, a new idea sparking in his head that would make the night so much more fun for him. Having her just come to willingly was one thing but to have her present herself to him, make a show of it before he took her for the first time... that would make it so much more memorable and delicious for him. I am glad that you are happy Bekkie and I ask because tonight will be a very special night for you. He told her with a small smirk on his lips, mischief in his eyes as he thought of what she would soon see. A night that you will never forget in fact. Today you will not have any lessons, the rest of the day is yours to enjoy as you see fit. My dinner will be brought to my office when it is finished and we will eat separately. That alone was a rarity, he didn't give her days off from lessons very often and he almost always made an effort to eat dinner with her. But come eight o'clock you will report to me in my private chambers, I want you to wear the sexiest outfit that you own, I would like to have you dance for me tonight... tardiness will not be tolerated. With his order given he leaned in and brushed his lips over hers and patted her thigh before standing. This is a very important night for you Bekkie, one that you will never forget. With that said he turned away from her and made his way up to his office, every urge he possessed screaming for him to turn and claim her then and there but there was no point, he had waited seventeen years for her and he would continue to wait a little while longer, the patience would only make the event so much the sweeter for him when the time finally came for her to belong to him.
Thread: A Plan Foiled...Dominate and Try Again (Taken By Google

She set their listening to him, hearing that she didn't have a lesson Bekkie smiled. It was rare for the young girl and she had an idea what she'd do during her own free time. As her father kept talking, she didn't see anything wrong with the orders that her father had given her after all she was brought up to believe him and that she could trust him. Thank you Daddy, I will do as you command and I will not be late. She added in and giggled. May I be excused. I would like to go outside and tend the garden, then maybe I'll write in my journal. I am happy to be rewarded with this free time daddy. As soon as she was told she could leave, Bekkie took off outside the back door and into the garden. It wasn't a typical garden with flowers. It was a veggie garden with many rows of cucumbers, carrots and cabbage. They were her favorite foods when it came to veggies. Outside, the young girl laid down on a rug she had brought outside and looked up at the sky. Wow, I wounder what daddy has planned for me? She asked herself and sighed. It was a beautiful day. Staying outside for longer then planned, it was going on 7 pm, the young red head headed back into the house. I need to shower...then get to daddy's chambers. Rushing up the stairs, she quickly washed her body and hair then bounced back into her room. Changing into a red ruffled g-string, and a ruffled crimson bra. Heading down the stairs she knocked on the door at 5 til 8p.m. Daddy I'm here.
Thread: A Plan Foiled...Dominate and Try Again (Taken By Google

It was no shock to Dominic that his daughter chose to do something as well behaved as go and tend the garden and write in her journal. When she said that it occurred to him that perhaps he could have been monitering her journal for some time and found out what was on his daughters mind, true she was normally a perfectly open book but perhaps there was a hidden depth to her that he was unaware of. Still at this point it hardly mattered what she had been thinking, soon he would have her in the way that he had meant to possess her for years. From the window of his study he watched her in the garden, so innocent and pure but soon that would all change. She kept nothing from him and with the information that he shared freely he knew that the perfect time of the month to fuck her in order to ensure impregnation was approaching, and he hadn't jerked off for a month in the attempt to increase the potency of his load, even forgoing the normal pleasure of using her underwear as a spank rag. Soon his perfect little girl was going to be his perfect little whore, and if she carried him a son then he would keep her around... even if she didn't he might not be able to part with her. It was rather unusual for him but he had become attached to Bekkie in an emotional way, he was very fond of her. As eight o'clock approached Dominic also readied himself for what was to come, taking time to bathe his body carefully and then shave every hair from his body below his neck, excess hair would only get between their bodies and impair in his sensation. Then he carefully applied scented oils to his body and as she knocked on the door he moved to open it, pausing only to cover his naked body in a loose robe of red silk. Opening his door he smiled a little bit at the sight of his slave, his daughter, and the soon to be mother of his child dressed so provocatively just to please him. There is my beautiful baby girl. He whispered, leaning in to kiss her cheek. Why don't you come inside. It was rare that she ever came into his chambers and even then it was usually to go straight to his study for the lesson, but today for the first time in years she would be permitted to enter his bed chamber.
Thread: His Prefect Wife is his...Daughter? (Taken By Google)

The Idea The Father has been so caught up in his work after his wife left him for a younger guy and practically abandoned their daughter by not even bothering to tell her the night she her mother left. The Daughter starts to take over the job of her mother cleaning the house, cooking, tending to daily chores and still going to school. Her father starts to see how she is growing up and becoming a well-trained woman since she wants to be a better woman then her mother, and he starts to notice how beautiful she is. He decides to make her his dirty lil' secret and makes a pass at her. Flirting here and there, he notices she begins to flirt back with him. This makes him begin to want her, he comes up with an idea to take her to his bed and make her his over and over again. Withdrawing her from school, and making her into his own lil' house pet. Until one morning she wakes up sick, throwing up in the bathroom, she later learns she pregnant...with her father's child! How will she react to this? What will he do when he finds out? Will they morph into a family or will all hell break loose? Character Bio NameKalah you can choose the last name Age 16 years Old Looks sorry for the size. I can edit it if you'd like me to. However I'll post the intro in a moment.
Thread: His Prefect Wife is his...Daughter? (Taken By Google)

It had been about a month since her mother had left them, Kalah had spent many nights alone in her room crying tears of anger at her parental figure. After all what kind of mother just leaves their only child alone without even a note saying goodbye. The thing that had upset her the most was she had thought her mother and her were close but this fact seemed to be only one of the many lies that had spread. Even though she was still hurt by her mother, she had stepped up around the house recently knowing that he father was working hard to keep them up and in the life style that they had grown accustom to. Today was Friday and Kalah was wondering if her father would be staying late at work or not. She didn't like coming home to an empty house, but she knew what her father was doing was what he assumed was best for the family. Dressed in her usual attire of a pair of tight black booty shorts, a loose pink tank top and black flip flops. Stumbling around the house gathering clothes to put into the washer. She had already pre-planned dinner and started a roast before she had went to school knowing it would be okay to leave alone. Humming lightly as she looked over her shoulder to the clock, it was going on 6p.m. I wonder? She sighed kicking the door leading to the wash room open. Kalah stepped down the single step and walked over to the washer. Putting in the clothes, she added the soap and turned it on then headed into the kitchen to set the table.
Thread: His Prefect Wife is his...Daughter? (Taken By Google)

Micheal Frank didn't really have to be at the office that night, in fact he really could get away with working from home if he felt like it and still be just as productive to the firm, a while ago they had switched to a set up that would allow work from home set ups for the executives of the company but Micheal had never gotten around to using it even though it was installed. The only reason he wasn't working from home was because it was painful for him to be in the house, so many memories of the wife who had left him without so much as a word. Of course he should have seen the signs, the sudden apparent crash in her libido, the long hours away from home with little warning. If he had even thought it was possible then he would have cut back the hours at the office, spent more time with her, tried to repair what he hadn't even known was broken. Of course it had occurred to him earlier that he had been doing that with his daughter and as he looked at her picture on his desk he swore that he would be home for her more often... that maybe he would try the whole work from home thing in order to make sure he was there for his little girl. Glancing at the clock he saw that it was nearly five thirty, he would have to leave right away to make it home in time for dinner like the had asked him to in a text. Deciding to take off the weekend to spend it with her he quickly closed out documents and saved, racing home as quickly as he could and making it just after six. Walking into the house Micheal loosened his tie and lay his jacket over a chair in the living room as he made his way toward the kitchen where he saw at the table a pert ass in black bent over and just begging to be smacked. It was only after a moment that he realized that it was his daughter and felt disgusted with himself... not that he was any less aroused after that realization, when had she grown up so much. Hey baby. He greeted her with a smile. How was your day?
Thread: His Prefect Wife is his...Daughter? (Taken By Google)

Kalah was bent over the table trying to smooth out a wrinkle in the table cloth. She had already set the table for their meal, a glass filled with Scotch and ice as well as a glass filled with water for her father to drink. A plate with a napkin and a fork and knife on it. Kalah hoped her father would like the set up on the table since she had went out of her way to find a vase with flowers in the middle. The roast was sit near the vase. The aroma quickly filling the room, mixing with the scents of the freshly baked bread, and seasoned rice. The bread bowl set near her father's plate while the rice was placed near her plate. The slender red head had worked so hard on the meal. Nearly jumping up from the sudden voice that rang out, she hadn't heard the front door open much less her father's foot steps on the floor. Oh, hi daddy! Popping up, Kalah turned around her perky full breast peeking out from the collar of her shirt collar. A huge smile on her face, the corner of her mouth turned upwards. Stepping up into her father's warm built form, she wrapped her arms around him. Hugging him tightly, her body pressed tightly against him. My day was good, I had an excellent time at school. I took my mid-terms. Apparently I'm much smarter then I look. Kalah said as she released her grip on her father and bayed him to take a sit in his chair. I passed all the exams with flying colors. Another giggle wiggled its way out of her small form making her chest bounce a little bit. Pulling out her own chair, Kalah slipped onto the cushioned seat, and scooted herself up to the table. A smile constantly on her lips, she was so happy to see her dad. Dark orbs staring deep into her father's eyes while she motioned for him to get his drink. I poured you some scotch since I know you have worked so hard today daddy. Picking up her glass, she held it loosely in her dainty hands. A toast to another day towards a perfect tomorrow. When her father joined in the toast she took a sip of her sprite and picked up her fork. So daddy, how was your day?
Thread: His Prefect Wife is his...Daughter? (Taken By Google)

The table was put together perfectly and the food looked magnificent. And that was nothing compared to how the food smelled, it was literally mouth watering. Micheal almost felt a need to check to see if he was drooling when he caught the scent, since her mother had left his little Kalah had grown to be a better cook then her mother had ever been, she kept the house cleaner, she set a much better table. She was even growing to be just as lovely as her mother had been, possibly even more so. This thought was interrupted though as she pressed against him and wrapped her arms around him. No it wasn't quite interrupted, in fact it was more enhanced by it. Perhaps it was how little she was wearing or perhaps it was the going on twelve months with no more comfort then his hand to deal with his own libido... and he had always had an immense sexual hunger. That giggle of hers causing her to bounce against him, the soft flesh against his body was driving him mad and Micheal had to shift a little bit to keep her from noticing the growing bulge in his pants before he kissed her cheek and broke away from the embrace, moving to sit down at the table. Well I am glad you are doing so well in school. He praised her as he lifted his glass to return her toast. And I am glad to see that your poured me a drink though I wonder if you took a sip yourself. This was a joke of course, he doubted his little girl would be sneaking his private stock though if he caught her he wouldn't be all that mad. But yes, my day... just the same old thing, a few meetings and crunching some numbers but nothing else was really going on. A sip of scotch and a few bites of food did a wonder to improve his mood though, the tension of the day just easing away. I have been thinking about working from home though, spend more time with the most important woman in my life.
Thread: His Prefect Wife is his...Daughter? (Taken By Google)

Daddy you know I wouldn't sneak a drink. She replied after taking a bit from her smaller serving of the roast and side dishes. Kalah couldn't stop smiling and when she realized her father said he may start working from home her eyes brightened. R-really? She asked the words stammers, all of them wanting to come out at once. That's great daddy! Honestly I was hoping you'd start working from home. I hate coming home to an empty house. As dinner progressed and her plate become cleared, Kalah stayed in her seat until her father was finished. Once he was done she pushed back her chair and stood up. I'll clean up the kitchen, why don't you relax daddy you've had a hard day. She spoke up. Getting on her feet she set about her task gathering up the recently used dishes. Picking up their plates, and glasses. As she picked up her father's glass it nuzzled itself between her breasts making them push apart slightly. Taking the load to the kitchen, Kalah returned to the table to gather the roast and other soon to be left overs. Each time she took a step her hips swayed a little making her round and curvy booty bounce and shake in her booty shorts. The bottoms being so short that a small part of her cheeks could be seen. Coming back for her final load of dishes, she had a handful of silverware in a hand and her own glass in the other. Such a small load shouldn't have been a hassle to carry let the damn glass slipped out of her fingers and crashed onto the floor. Oopes! She called out, placing the mixture of knives and forks into the sink. Kalah came back to her mess and bent over. Her round rump high in the air as she started picking up the shards of glass that were scattered over the floor.
Thread: His Prefect Wife is his...Daughter? (Taken By Google)

He knew of course she wouldn't drink though honestly at her age he expected her to have the occasional drink that a party. That worried him, the thought of his innocent little angel going to parties where the young men would want nothing more then to take advantage of her. No doubt they had noticed how well she had developed, if she was able to give her own father an erection then he had no doubt that those little mongrels at the school were practically drooling over her every time she put on anything remotely skimpy. Of course nearly as worrying was the fact that she didn't go out that often anymore, ever since her mother had left she had turned into his surrogate wife... it was nice but he worried occasionally. Thank you baby, you are to good to your daddy. He praised her as he watched her clear the table, enjoying the sight of the glass pushing her cleavage further open, her exposed flesh clearly visible through it. Micheal blamed his glass of scotch and the buzz from it for that observation, he didn't feel nearly as dirty for that as he had earlier for noticing how lovely her ass was. You will make a man very happy when you get older. And as he watched her ass bounce he didn't even notice that she had dropped the glass until she was bent over and picking it up, he couldn't take his eyes off her as the material pulled tighter and rode up higher. Yes, I am sure that you will make a man very happy, very very happy. He whispered as he stood up, unable to help himself he gave her a quick smack on the rear. Be more careful... He admonished her, though it had just been an excuse rather then a punishment. A little bit satisfied he turned away from her. Why don't we watch a movie tonight, my room with the big screen, we can just lounge on the bed and unwind after a long week. He suggested as he made his way from the kitchen. Pick up a movie and meet me upstairs in say fifteen minutes. That would give him enough time to take a cold shower to deal with the growing erection.
Thread: His Prefect Wife is his...Daughter? (Taken By Google)

Kala gave a small playful yelp as her father's strong hang smacked her ass. It had sparked something inside of her for the brief moment. Shooting up her long crimson red head fluttered to its resting place laying on her shoulders. Daddy! Her voice came out tender and soft almost flirty. The spark had sent a warm sensation through out her body all the way from her toes to her cheeks. A slight blush across her cheeks as she watched her father walk pass her. Hearing him compliment her about 'being able to make a man really happy one day', caused her blush to deepen to the color of her hair. Standing their with the broken glass in her hands, she listened to her father. It had been so long since they had watched a movie together. The last time she remembered watching a movie with her father was almost a year ago. Sure thing daddy. Kalah replied happily. Excited that she'd finally get a night with her father Kalah only hoped that they'd be spending more time together since he had mentioned he was going to start working from home. Entering the kitchen she dumped the glass into the trash then set about her chore of washing the dishes. Humming a soft tune as she washed, dried and put away everything. As soon as the dishes were complete Kalah turned off the lights and rushed up the stairs to her bedroom. The door almost shut but left a small crack in he frame allowing anyone who may pass by to sneak a peak at the young girl. What movie should I pick out? Hmmm. Tossing herself onto the bed, she laid over the mattress and looked at her collection of DVD's. Hmm...what about...this one. Speaking slowly as her finger tip skimmed over the covers, she finally picked out one titled, The Notebook. Normally she'd watch horror flicks and action movies but she was in the mood for something a bit different. Picking up the DVD Kalah placed it on the bed side table. Jumping off her bed, she slid over to her dresser and stripped. Leaving on her small low rise pink panties, she unhooked her bra and chucked it into the hamper along with her top and booty shorts. Pulling on a long white t-shirt that hung a few inches above her knees. With the movie in her hand and dressed for bed, Kalah left her room and headed to her father's bedroom. Opening the door she made herself at home on his bed and snuggled up to wait for him.
Thread: His Prefect Wife is his...Daughter? (Taken By Google)

That little smack to her rear had turned on Micheal far more then he wanted to admit, those firm globes had just enough give to make them jiggle perfectly under his hand. That hadn't been enough though, what he really wanted to do was to give her ass a nice firm squeeze or to move his hand down between her legs, cupping her pussy and... Micheal shook these thoughts from his head as he stepped under the freezing water of his shower, normally he preferred the water be as hot as possible but he knew that the cold would help him deal with his unnatural urges much better, the freezing water help purge his mind of the twisted desires that had plagued him. As the water did its work he forced himself to stay under it, growing accustom to it before to long and deciding that with the more free time that working from home would give him he would start dating again, that would help him remove the build up that he was experiencing. It must be the lack of recent attention in his life that was leading to these urges, a single drink wasn't enough to cause him to view his daughter in such a manner. He took much longer in the shower then he had intended to though, once he had grown used to it the cold water had felt so great causing him to loose track of time. Still he didn't notice this until he walked out of his bathroom, drying his hair as he went and his entire body, including the rather impressive part of his anatomy hanging between his legs, on perfect display. Not that anyone would normally care except his daughter was on his bed. Shit! He exclaimed, no doubt drawing himself to her attention as he moved to cover himself with the towel. Just give me a moment to uh... He practically stumbled over to his dresser and pulled out a pair of boxer shorts and made his way into the closet to pull them on, the fabric clinging to his wet body. He didn't bother to pull on a shirt, it was warm and she had just seen everything anyway. Hoping things wouldn't be awkward he made his way from the closet and to his bed, settling in next to her and trying not to look her in the eye. So baby, what movie will we be watching tonight?