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Please Dad (Google&NightDagger)

Now it wasn't just the sounds of her moans that was driving her father on but the sounds that her body was making as he thrust his fingers in and out of her, twisting them to try to find that spot that had made her arch and beg for him, once he had that she would be his as long as he wanted to have her. That would probably be for a very long time, the way she reacted he didn't ever say him getting tired of her.

As soon as she said she loved it, he knew that was the perfect time to stop and leave her on the edge, if her body was anything like her mothers had been then she would soon be enjoying a screaming orgasm that soaked the table and probably the carpet below them.

“Beg me.” He whispered to her as he stood up and leaned over per, positioning his cock right at his entrance to take her with a single brutal thrust. “I want you to beg your daddy to fuck you nice and hard.” As he whispered to her he tore open her corset, latching his mouth to one of her nipples as soon as he was done with his command.
 
She was so close, just a little bit more one more brush with that spot. But just as she managed to angle her hips when next time he slid inside her he pulled his fingers away entirely. Laura was left panting and dazed with desire. The brunette wanted to ask him why he stopped but she got her answer quicker then expected.

Slipped upwards his swollen cock head angled for her drooling channel a wet spot already spreading on the table cloths. Looking at him curiously she cried out in surprise as he shreded her corset the fabric falling on either side of her. "Daddy!" back arched when he started suckling on her diamond hard nipples. She hadn't called him Daddy in years, it was a sign she was giving in, at least for the moment.

"Daddy please, please fuck me nice and hard." she said gripping the table cloth in her hands. "I'm so hot I can't take it, please fill me with your cock again!" Luckily the maid was upstairs cleaning and would be for most of the day, or else she'd be shocked to see what was going on in the dining room.
 
Instead of just thrusting right into her Johnathan started to grind the head of his cock against her pussy for a moment, enjoying the warmth and feel of moisture gathering there before he entered her again. With a grin on his face he quickly bit down quite roughly on the nipple that he had been sucking on, pulling his head back slightly as he thrust into here.

There was no subtlety, not the least bit of gentle self control, he was fucking her wildly now, thrusting hard enough against her to make the table rock and creak beneath them. It was an amusing thought to picture this table, an antique falling apart under them and then he would be falling ontop of her, but he wouldn't stop even then.

“Cum for me baby, I want you to cum over my cock like the little whore that you are.” He growled into her ear after kissing his way up from the freshly bitten nipple and up toward her ear which he nipped on lightly. “Scream my name and let the whole world know that you belong to your father.”
 
She let out a cry of pain mixed with pleasure as he teeth tugged sharply. "Ahh Dad!" she exclaimed her back arching sharply as he slid into her all at once. It was sharp and sudden and seemed to make her mind short out for a moment because she went strangly silent a look of pure pleasure crossing her features.

Then she snapped out of it her arms wrapping around her father's neck pulling him close as the dining table rock and creaked beneath them. Her moans and gasps were loud too echoing in the large room bouncing back with the sound of skin on skin her face buried in his neck.

"Yes." she murmered a cry escaping her lips moments later. It was interesting how quickly she became willing to his minstrations. It wasn't going to take long with her sensitivity. In a matter of minutes she stiffened, powerful inner walls clenched and spasmed around his cock. A rush of her essence followed soaking the table cloth and the carpet and his name echoing off the walls. Her cheeks were flushed and several tears had escaped her eyes, but they weren't tears of sadness. They were tears of pleasure.
 
Finally the moment that he had been waiting for so long for, as his daughter came hard around his rock hard cock it was as though she were milking him and holding him in with all her strength. With a grunt followed by a moan of deep pleasure Johnathan blew his load deep inside of her, continuing to grind against her as he filled his daughter with his incestuous spunk.

“Good girl, good baby girl.” He whispered as he half collapsed atop her, despite the fact that he was in excellent shape this still had worn him out for a moment and he needed a few seconds to recover. Still he was hardly done just yet, he had one more bit of humiliation to heap upon her before he was satisfied.

Taking a moment to lift her hips and make sure that his seed wouldn't just pour right down her thigh Johnathan went and retrieved her panties from the floor, sniffing them for a second before sliding them back up her legs, pulling them snug to create a camel toe and keep his seed inside of her. “My good little girl will wear this panties for the rest of the day for daddy won't she?” He asked before lightly kissing her lips, almost chaste.
 
Her hips bucked sharply and she made a soft stranggled sound as she felt his hot seed paint her insides. Breathing heavily she leaned on his shoulder her eyes glazed over as she slowly came back down to earth. Laura heard his praise and it made the child in her smile in bliss. The adult in her was just beginning to realize what exactly she'd done.

She squirmed a bit uncomfortably as he tugged the panties up. It was going to remain inside her until she went to bed. "Okay." she said softly her cheeks remaining flushed darkly. It was embrassing and if she got the chance she'd fix the situation. Still she was to tired to argue with him. She remembered she was supposed to be cleaning but her corest was offcially ruined raising an important question.

"How am I going to walk around the house with no top on?" she said curiously. "Or is there another uniform I can wear for you?" the woman asked looking at him with a slight smile. At the moment she had no regrets, her father had just given her the best sex of her life.
 
He smirked a little bit at her question about walking around with the top off, he saw no reason that she shouldn't be doing it. He would certainly enjoy watching her walk around the home performing menial chorses, her perfect tits hanging out in case he wanted to take a feel and his seed still inside of her.

“I see no reason not to go without a top on for the rest of the day.” Johnathan said as he removed his shirt, intending to spend a little bit of time relaxing by the pool since he didn't need to go into work that day. “Since I have a perfectly good maid working for my pleasure right now I saw no reason to keep paying Maria.”

Smirking a little bit Johnathan turned to walk outside before pausing and facing her again. “Come here quick baby and give your daddy a kiss.” So far he had been pretty much been the only aggressive one here so he was going to force her to be a little more proactive.
 
That smirk did not bode well for her, she was far to familer with her father's actions anymore. It usually meant he had no intention of letting her wear a top, or take of the panties that kept his seed inside her. A flush already began to stain her cheeks. It was embaressing and she very much wanted to cover up and hid herself from everyone who happened to want to look.

Her fears were confirmed when he spoke again her eyes widening and her heart leaping in her chest. At least she'd be inside the house....that wasn't so bad and without Maria working here any longer she wouldn't run into anyone who would comment on her lack of clothing. "You want me to start cleaning this entire house alone? Dad that's not fair, it's huge!"

Laura swallowed nervously when he asked for a kiss, it was one thing him kissing her....but her kissing him? She wasn't sure if she could do it. Remaining stationary for several minutes she took a deep breath. Quickly walking over to him she gave him a quick peck on the lips before moving away. "I should...go clean my room now." she said moving away and out of earshot before he could ask for something else.
 
Watching her internal conflict about kissing him had been quite amusing and to his utter disappointment the kiss had only been the slightest peck. It was tempting to grab her by the back of the head and force a deeper kiss but in time she would do that quite willingly, no reason not to let it happen when she was ready.

“That's not your room!” He called out to her, not sure if she would hear him or not but trying anyway before turning and walking out of the back of the house to the pool, sitting down and settling into the sun near a paper he had placed out there earlier. She might not know it yet but his room was going to be her room from now on.

Smiling a little bit to himself Johnathan found a hard time reading his paper with all the ideas on his mind, her new wardrobe would be arriving the next day and then he could see how she would dress for him, how her dressing could please him. THey would be having quite a lot of fun in the near future.
 
She remembered there was a reason why she hated cleaning. With the house as large as it was, it took her almost all day to get it done. First there was her room, then her dad's, then the bathrooms. Granted she didn't have to touch the guest room unless they were in use, but she did have to air them out. Then after all that she made her lunch and hers, reamaining in the kitchen the entire time. Then she had to clean the kitchen.

By the time dinner rolled around she was exauseted and her hair had falling free from the bun she put it in and her nails were chipped. Needless to say she was quite happy the chef prepared dinner every night. All the while she kept those panties on constantly reminded of what she'd let her father do. Not only had she let him....she wanted him too. It made her feel like a cheap slut, but there was nothing she could do about that.

"Dad can I please take a shower now?" she asked as he entered the dining room to the sight of her setting the table for both of them still topless and more then a little tired. "And changed into my pajamas or something." she'd intended on doing rather he said yes or no. But she wanted to give the semblance of a good daughter by asking first.
 
Making sure that she was being a good girl Johnathan had taken a break from whatever he was doing at random times through out the day, during with he would watch her, occasionally groping and mauling at her chest or quickly smacking her ass. Just tiny daily reminders that he was in charge and that she belonged to him.

As exhausted as she looked though he still found her attractive as all her, the sexiest piece of ass he had ever seen and it was rather nice to see her working so hard. It was an early sign that she was learning her lesson... at least the first lesson.

Wearing only a robe and some boxers he entered the dining room, the scene of his earlier defilement of his daughter. Settling down at the table and getting ready to eat he motioned for her to join him in the chair at his side. “Don't worry, you will be allowed to relax later dear.” He assured her with a smile. “I think a warm bath after dinner will do you some good.”
 
She wasn't in a good mood at all by the time he called her in for dinner. Between the surprise gropes and smacks and the fact she'd been on her knees most of today scrubbing the marble floors. Granted she found it rather relaxing to clean. It made it easy to forget what she'd agreed to do with her father.

Damn she'd been hoping he'd just excuse her and be done with it. She wasn't hungry really, but years of edict lessons made her sit beside him. "Alright I guess that's not so bad, thanks." she murmered softly. As the chef walked in to serve thier meal she shrunk beneath the table and hid away from him. Thankfully he didn't notice merely setting the plates down and exiting. When she was certain he was gone she slid back up. "Dropped a fork." she explained weakly holding it up

"It looks like he made your favorite dad." she said conversationally looking down at the homemade meal in front of them. "And he made me mine Spaghetti with Italian Sausage." How long had it been since she had a decent meal? She'd grown used to the cheap TV dinners that tasted like cardboard on a good day. However they had helped her lose weight which was a plus.
 
He couldn't help but let the amusement he felt show on his face as she ducked beneath the table, presumably to hide her near naked body from the chef as he brought in the food. Very soon she would happily be dipping under the table for a very different reason and that thought alone made his lust begin to stir.

But now was not the right time so he held himself in check and smiled gently when she pointed out that her favorite had been made. “You have had a long day and I thought that a little bit of comfort food might do you some good.” He said as he started to slice his steak, rare of course, into bite sized pieces. “Please, eat up... it would be rude not to enjoy this after living off fast food for so long.”

More kindness, he would soon have her being the perfect little whore because the better she behaved the better he would treat her, the more she did for him the more meals she loved would be served, the more gifts... like training an animal positive reinforcement could be used on a person as well.
 
She didn't need much more coaxing then that. Almost right away Laura began to eat. It was amazing how quickly she could down a meal and leave nothing on the plate but for a few crums. Leaning back she sighed obviously quite full and very happy. "Mmm I've forgotten how much I loved homecooked meals. I've missed Chef Michel's cooking." she'd been pleased to find out the old man still worked here.

"Can I go take a shower now Dad?" she was eager to get the days sweat off her body and lounge beneath the massaging jets in her private bathroom. That and she was beginning to feel quite irritated with the fact his seed was still inside her and had been for the entire day. He'd made sure she didn't have a chance to clean up with his constant surprise visits.

Still over all it hadn't been so bad cleaning and it wasn't as though he tied her to the bed and had sex with her whenever he felt like it. So far it had just been once and he'd been perfectly happy with her for the rest of the day. As a matter of fact he'd been unusually nice to her, which was a new one.
 
His own meal had been excellent as always, a well prepared steak was one of his favorite things in the entire world, though his daughter had always been above it and for a very different reason right now. “I want to make sure that my little girl is well taken care of while she is here, you haven't been eating very well at that apartment of yours.” It wasn't a question, it was a statement of the truth to him.

He smirked a little bit now as she asked about the shower, standing up and moving to help her pull her chair out a little bit. “Yes I think we could both use a warm bath to help us relax and clean up a little bit, my cock is still covered in your juices.” If she didn't catch on now then she was being dense on purpose... she would be spending the time in the bath with him and then sleeping in his bed.

“Come on then, I will start the water running.” He instructed as he moved upstairs and into his bedrooms bath, turning on the water and plugging the drain as steam began to fill the room and the jets swirled the water around rapidly.
 
She caught on all right, he wanted to take a bath with her. That was odd, and rather embaressing. Laura wasn't a child anymore she preferred to bathe alone, but if she said anything it was almost certain she was going to get in trouble with him. "Sure." she murmered following after him. When they arrived in the Master bath she began to strip off what remained of her clothing. Despite everything she did really love the bath he had.

"You upgraded the bath since I was last here." she commented noting the size as much as she noticed the number of massaging jets. It look fantastic despite the fact she was going to be sharing the bath with her father. Searching around she came across the female scented body wash he kept in here for his female friends. It was vanilla, basic but almost every woman liked it. Setting it on one corner of the bath tub she stepped back and let it fill up.

Turning to her father she waited for him to tell her to get in case he had a special request. It was odd how obdient she was being at the moment, perhaps she was still in shock from breakfeast? Or maybe she secretly did enjoy being treated in such a fashion.
 
She hadn't tried to argue with him about his plan and she was waiting for him to take the lead when it came to getting into the bath. She was being surprisingly obedient right now but Johnathan wasn't about to object. He had figured that this would take quite a bit more time to get her to act like this, soon he would have her doing depraved things that she never had dreamed of.

“Actually yes I did upgrade it.” He said with a smile, pleased that she had noticed. He knew that it was strange to take pride in something so simple at that very moment when he should have more important things on his mind but he never passed up a chance to show off his success, the new bath and several other improvements around the house had been paid for by a bonus the year before and he was quite proud of himself. He didn't miss when she set aside the vanilla body wash, what she didn't know is that he also kept it for himself, finding the scent relaxing.

Since she wasn't going to take the initiative Johnathan quickly stripped down and stepped into the rapidly filling tub, hissing a little bit as the heat worked over tight muscles. “Come on in.” He instructed her, motioning for her to sit on his lap again. “The water feels amazing.”
 
She was grinning despite herself the prospect of a bath with jets like that was enough to make her quiver in pleasure. Being born into money she'd grown accustomed from a young age to being pampered. Her mother had even taken her on more then one spa date with her female friends. Compared to her crappy bathtub at the apartment this was going to be heaven.

Nodding she slipped in across from him sighing softly and leaning back as the jets pounded on her sore back. Laura hadn't realized that it was hurting until now. Considering she'd been bent over for most of the day scrubbing floors it made sense now. "Oh that feels amazing." she sighed out her eyes fluttering shut in pleasure. "I didn't even realize my back was stiff...."

Then much to her displeasure she slid around so she was on his lap once more. It had been a brief but greatly needed massage however she had no desire to anger him tonight. Settling on his lap she leaned against his chest and shoulders her hair drapping over his shoulder and swirlling gently in the water.
 
Seeing how she reacted to the water jets on her back Johnathan was once again reminded that it had been a great investment, she was hardly the first to comment on how great the felt and odds are she wouldn't be the last. However she was the hottest to ever climb into the bath with him and he would be taking the time to enjoy himself as often as he could with her in the bath with him.

“Trust me, a human touch is always preferable to the job that some machine can do.” He promised as his hands began to run over her back, his strong fingers massaging each and every single knot that he found as he moved his hands up and down from shoulders to just above her ass.

With a soft touch he brushed her hair away from the side of her neck, leaning in and lightly pressing his lips to the side of her throat. “You don't have to clean like that every day you know, just keep the place generally tidy and I won't need to have you on your hands and knees all day... at least not for cleaning.”
 
She sighed softly as he massaged her, oh it felt amazing! His fingers were magic and she blushed when he mentioned her furious cleaning. "Well I want to do a good job, and Maria hasn't polished those marble floors since I was 10. They were unbelivably dull." It wasn't as though she was going to say she liked cleaning, she still had her pride. "But I'll keep that in mind for tomorrow."

Now this she liked, it was easy to relax in his arms. He really wasn't so bad after all. Despite the fact he'd been so unhappy with her that evening when she arrived, he was still so kind to her. If she closed her eyes it was easy to forget he was indeed her father and not some wealthy lover she'd snagged up by accident. Perhaps this agreement wouldn't be so bad?

"Daddy your going to make me fall asleep if you keep this up." she said the less then mature variation of his name slipping in her relaxation. Between the water and his hands....she was going to melt into a happy pile of Laura goo. No one had pampered her like this since she left home.
 
Her calling him daddy was such a fucked up turn on that he couldn't help but dig his fingers into her a little harder, more aggressively working her flesh. He would need to hear that more often because right now he wanted nothing more then to take her and put her back onto his cock for another ride... but he held off knowing that what he wanted would require her being incredibly relaxed.

“You know I could hardly speak to that woman.” He commented with a grunt. “Your mother was the one that was able to get her to do things properly, I honestly don't know what she is saying half the time and that's why the place required such hard work.”

Kissing her neck again his hands moved around her sides, never ceasing their motions to relax her as they found her thighs. “You did an excellent job today baby girl, Daddy is very proud of you... now when were done we can go to bed and relax... another big day tomorrow.”
 
She gasped softly when his massage suddenlt became a bit rougher. It made her quiver and melt into his embrace almost completly relaxed. Yawning softly she streatched her back arching slightly "I think we need to clean up before I fall asleep Dad." she said though she didn't bother to move from her spot on his lap.

"Well next time hire an english speaking maid, they're a little more expensive and hard to find. But at least you can have a conversation with them you know? Hire a british maid." she snickered softly even though she was technically the maid as of right now. Laura never liked Maria the woman had always glared at her like she was the devil's child.

"Mmmm I don't like cleaning though. Can't I do something else tomorrow?" she spread her legs ever so slightly as he massaged her thighs the muscles quickly relaxing beneath his steady hand. The young woman was definatly going to doze off soon.
 
He ignored her protests about getting clean, there was no point because he intended to make a very big mess again quite soon and she would be going to bed with him without cleaning up. Everything there was ready to make this one hell of a night... he might not have been his daughters first but he was going to break her in a way that no one else had.

“Maybe I will find a new maid.” He said with a smile, biting her ear lightly, he knew where this was going to be going and there was no escaping this, he was already hard again and had to do something with it. “She will have to be discreet though, maybe you have a friend who is hard up for money that wouldn't mind cleaning and keeping her mouth shut.” Fucking her in front of her friends, wouldn't that be fun.

“You won't be cleaning tomorrow though, now why don't you get up and dry yourself off... I want you on my bed on your hands and knees in two minutes or else I will be putting you over my lap for an old fashioned spanking.”
 
"I can try and find someone. I'll make some phone calls tomorrow." she was pretty sure she had at least one who needed the money. It was just a matter of getting her out here. Given the fact she was sitting on his lap Laura could tell that her father was hard and it made her slightly nervous. Even after breakfeast it still felt odd being with him in such a fashion.

"B...but..." she started to say but stopped not really liking the fact the threat of a spanking made arosual pool in her lower stomach. "O...Okay." standing in the bathtub she stepped out and grabbed one of the expensive towels and quickly dried herself off throwing it in the dirty laundry basket where the remains of her outfit were then she left the bathroom.

Taking a deep breath she climbed onto the bed on her hands and knees a flush staining her cheeks at the revealing position. It was funny how her personality changed when he told her things that she knew were going to end up being sexual in nature. It puzzled her, he was so nice and then this. She liked him when he was nice and if she had to sleep with him to keep him that way, well she would.
 
She couldn't have known what he had been thinking when he said that she should bring a friend up to clean, if she had then there was no way she would have agreed to it. He had just fucked his daughter so forcing one of her friends to have sex with him was hardly a huge step for him. Having his lovely daughter help in the rapes, how delicious would that be as he broke whatever innocent girl she had come up, made them a willing whore just like his baby was becoming.

As she began to object he raised an eyebrow, he would happily put her over his lap if she didn't obey him. OF course he would probably be spanking her soon enough anyway for his enjoyment... and she would come to love it.

Climbing out of the bath he hardly bothered to dry off, not really caring if he was wet because his mind was on so much more. Walking into the bedroom he took a moment to enjoy the sight of his daughter offering himself to him in such a way before he approached, picking a bottle of lubricant off the table as he approached her. “Tell me dear, have you ever had anyone fuck your ass before?”
 
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