“That didn’t stop my father from forcing me anyway!”
Daddy caught me staring at his large bulge, and now he intends to punish me! I think daddy just wants an excuse to fulfill his perverted sadistic fantasies though. The first brutal lesson in becoming daddy’s devote little slut is taboo unprotected sex! With mother in the next room, I could say he forced me, but then again, would daddy even let me?
Daddy’s hand cupped my delicate cheek, forcing me to meet his gaze. His touch sent sparks of desire shooting across my skin. Mortified over the warm pool building between my legs, I squirmed momentarily forgetting my father’s scrutiny. Noticing daddy’s gaze wander down to my partially revealed breasts, I wondered if he could see my hardening nipples. I forced an answer from my mouth, “It’s not… it’s not like that, Daddy. I don’t want—”
“Oh yes you do, sweetie. I know you do. Now, admit it!”
Horrified at my father’s insistence, I let out a small whimper. This seemed to excite my father, as his thumb trailed across my supple lips. The look in his eyes frightened me, and yet, I felt a throbbing deep within the folds of my virgin sex. Why was my body betraying me? “Please Daddy, don’t. I don’t like this.”
“Shut up. I won’t put up with a little cock tease in this house. Now, stand up.” Daddy’s voice was rough, demanding despite its quiet tone.
My weak knees wobbling, I obeyed my father. Standing up, I immediately felt exposed. Uncovered and unprotected. The slender nightgown I wore barely came down to my thighs. Daddy’s eyes trailed down my supple body, taking in every delightful curve. When his eyes rested on my slender legs, a feeling of dread coursed through me. Without a doubt, I knew instinctively daddy had noticed the wet crotch of my panties. How shameful, to be so wet for your father!