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

Kandy4Daddy

Banned
Banished
Joined
Dec 31, 2010
Location
Florida
The Idea:
All she has known is what her father has taught her. Having never been schooled out side of her house, having never read a book except those he father has picked out, and having been taught to listen to her father and back talking results in being punished; Bekkie has had no contact with any one but her father and the occasional encounter with the mailman. Her mother died giving birth to her, but she wasn't more then a house slave to a rich master named (insert name), who knocked her up in hope of son. However when Bekkie was born, and his only slave died the Master fathered the child in a manner he thought fit. Planning on raising her in the way of a slave and selling her on the black market when she came of age...he hadn't expected to become so attached to the girl...As she came of age her appearance, figure, and mental state only seemed make him more attached to her. Until one night he ordered her to his room, locked the door and raped her. Marking her with his branding rod, and stealing her virginity. This broke the trust she had for him, making her rebel and act out. Each night he has to get more and more aggressive with the young girl in a battle to once again have the submissive slave and try again for a son

Character Bio:
Name: Bekkie (you can pick the last name)
Age: 17 years old
Looks:
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The sun had been high in the sky for more then two hours now and the young teenage girl was already set about the house doing her daily chores for her master. School wouldn't start until 2pm, and father that she'd spend an hour working on her flexibility, and around 4pm she would start on dinner. This was the life she had grown accustom to; after all it was the only life she knew. Bekkie had just finished up cleaning the living room for her master, it was the last room on her list to check. "Finally." She panted, turning to look at a coo-coo clock hanging on the wall her eyes widen. "Oh, its merely 1:15pm." Shocked at all the extra time she had, the young girl put away the cleaning supplies and walked over to the single book shelf to find a book to read.

Reaching up the lean red head grabbed the only book that was on the shelf. Her master told her that she had to read what he picked out; and Bekkie wasn't one to argue with him. After all he had raised her, looking at the title on her newest book she smiled. "Taboo Love". Unlike most young people she didn't find it odd to red trash novels. They were basic literature to the young girl. "Hm." Walking over to the couch she took a seat and cracked open the novel and began to read.
 
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Looking up from his computer Dominic saw that it was nearly two o'clock, almost time for him to start his daughters daily lessons. Though what she didn't know was that this was the last day of the life that she had grown used to, this far he had raised Bekkie to be the perfect little servant, a wonderful girl who cleaned and cooked for him. Over the past few years he had been changing up her training a little bit, working to keep her fit and flexible while at the same time introducing her to books on the topics of incestuous love and dom/sub relationships. Like the perfect girl she had never questioned why she was reading such things, or why her wardrobe was being slowly changed from innocent to more revealing.

His daughter was being raised to be his slave and that very night she would fulfill the final part of the role, taking the place of her dead mother. Growing up she had been taught to be more comfortable with things that involved him then a normal girl would be, his affection was shown not by a kiss on the cheeks but with a passionate and often open mouth kiss, she sat on his lap despite her age and when he bathed she would help him by washing his hair.

Stretching a little bit he closed his lap top, ready to go down and see his daughter, the work for the day was just about complete anyway. Making his way through the house he found Bekkie reading the book he had provided on the couch. “Are you enjoying that book my dear?” He asked with a smile as he sat down next to her, wondering how she enjoyed the story of father daughter love.
 
Bekkie was a very fast reader, she could complete a thick novel in about two days with her chores included or a day if she was left alone. Sitting properly on the couch her mind was deep in the world of father and daughter love. Having just got to the part of the man taking his beloved daughter to bed. The imagery caused her cheeks to turn red as her body heated up with a new pleasure.

She didn't hear him get up, nor walk over to him; so when she heard a voice she jumped a little. "Oh..Master..sorry I didn't hear you come up." The young red head closed the book and looked up at the older man. "Its very good sir, like all the material you have allowed me to read. I really enjoy the book." Her eyes fluttered with love for the man. She trusted him. After all he had allowed her to live. In a way, he was everything she knew.

"Its not two yet sir. Is there something you need?" She asked in her young voice.


[sorry its short.]
 
He smiled a little as she jumped, before she had noticed him Dominic had been able to get a decent look at the page she was on and a quick skim had let him know just what was going on. That blush on her face had been so delicious, her pale skin making it stand out all the more and her red hair matching it so wonderfully. If he hadn't already made up his mind about that being the night that she would be made his then that image would have been all he needed. Hopefully all the years molding her brain would pay off and make her his perfect little bedroom slave when the time came, though if she fought the outcome would still be the same.

Gently smiling he reached out and brushed some hair from her face as he looked into her eyes, she really was beautiful, all the things that he had loved about her mother only stood out more in the face of their daughter. He wondered if she would sound like her mother once had as he pounded into her, his hands smacking her ass and tits, hot wax poured over her nipples just to encourage her. “Calm down Bekkie.” He chastised her softly. “I am well aware what time it is... but I am not here for lessons right now, just to talk.”

For a moment he pondered, deciding that she could be more familiar with him now then he normally allowed. “I am not here as your master either right now Baby, I am here as your father coming to speak with his beloved little girl.” His eyes moved over her as he spoke, she really was his beloved little girl and she would soon understand not only why she was born but just how much he cared for her. “Now tell me Bekkie, are you happy, have I been a good father to you?” His voice was gentle, not trying to lead her with this question but interested in an honest answer from her, after all a happy slave was a slave who served better.
 
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]
 
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.
 
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."
 
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.
 
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