Daddy's Little Slave {Google x Lily}

[Lilytania]

Ariadne made her way up the stairs, her hand running along the handrail. She looked down at the tiled floor, her green eyes glittering in the light. She loved looking down at the floor as she climbed higher. She took pleasure in the smaller things in this house, preferring to spend her time in her bedroom rather than with her father.

Ariadne reached the top of the stairs and turned right, walking down the carpeted hallway to her bedroom at the end of the hall. Inside, her room was painted a nice light green and lavender. She loved her bedroom. It was entirely her, with her painted wall, her purple comforter on her bed, and a desk. She didn't need much to get by. All of her clothes were inside her closet, so she didn't have a dresser.

Ariadne flopped over on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. Her red hair splayed out around her head like a halo, her hands folding neatly on her chest. She wondered what her father was up to. He was often locked away in a random room of the house. She didn't want to know what he was doing, but she had her own suspicions. She pulled her legs up onto the bed, her head resting on her pillows, as she grabbed the book sitting on her nightstand and began to read.

 

[DomG]

It was just about time, Jason had decided when his daughter was born that he would wait fifteen years to make her his and when her fifteenth birthday had rolled around he had hesitated a little, wanting to wait a little while longer for a reason that he couldn't explain. She had of course been born to serve him as his slave, he had decided that any daughter born of his then slave would serve him just like her mother had and if it had been a son then he would have an heir. With Ariadne he would try again, she would provide him with a worthy heir.

Tonight was the night that he would have her though, he had just finalized the sale of his most recent slave and gotten quite a bit more then what she was worth and now he arranged things in his room for his daughters transfer to there, after tonight she would stay in his room but for tonight he would be in hers with her.

Stripped to the waist and only wearing a pair of tight leather pants, to better highlight a body that the forty two year old was proud to say could belong to a man half his age, Jason made his way through the house to his daughters room, setting a bag full of surprises down outside of her door before he opened it and walked in unannounced. “Put the book down baby.” He said with a lecherous grin as his eyes roamed over her body hungrily. “Its time that you learned what your purpose in life is, its time for you to start to serve your daddy's needs.”

 

[Lilytania]

Ariadne was getting to a more action-packed part of her book, her eyes quickly skimming along the words that were getting her so worked up. She gripped the book tightly in her fingers, then nearly jumped out of her skin when her father came into the room. She sighed, slightly annoyed. She set the book down, spine up, on her nightstand, and looked over at him. She as that he was only wearing tight leather pants, and frowned.

Ariadne slowly sat up, stretching and feeling her shoulders pop. She smiled, looking over at her dad. She tried to hide her annoyance that he had just barged into her room without warning, but was a bit unsuccessful. She knew she had a slight frown on her face.

"What do you want?" she asked. She frowned, crossing her arms. "My purpose? What do you mean?" As far as she knew, her mother had disappeared unexpectedly when she was small. She had no idea what the true story was. "Can you actually knock once in a while?" she asked.

 

[DomG]

He should have taught her more discipline when she was younger, instead he had let her be a rebellious little girl because he thought that breaking her later on would be more fun. Now she was coming off as a pain in the ass and she would need to be taught the proper way to address her father and her master. Of course teaching her would be a great deal of fun and a smirk crossed Jason's face as he looked at his little girl.

“Your mother was a whore.” He told her with a small chuckle as he reached out to grasp her by that lovely red hair of hers, giving it a sharp tug in order to silence her with a little bit of pain. “Well she was more then just a whore, she was my personal sex slave... you see sweetie daddy is what is known as a sexual dominant who keeps women as his slave to please him, using and abusing their bodies to get what he desires.”

He sneered at her a little as he leaned in close before pressing his lips against hers, it was hardly a kiss, it was a form or oral domination, his teeth catching her on her lips before he pulled back. “You are going to be daddies sex slave from now on, you will either learn to submit to me properly or you will be punished... willing or unwilling I hardly care which.” With a chuckle he released her hair and pushed her away. “Now I suggest you get undressed, it is hardly proper for you to be wearing clothing in front of your master.”

 

[Lilytania]

Ariadne saw the smirk on her father's face, and wondered what was going on inside of his head. He had always been odd to her, but what teenage girl didn't think her dad was a bit off in the way he raised her? Ariadne had been able to live pretty much how she wanted, learning by herself what his buttons were and how to push them. She wasn't expecting what he told her.

Ariadne frowned slightly when her father spoke next. Her mother was a whore? "Are you just bashing on h--" She was cut off when a yelp escaped her mouth as his hand closed on her long hair. She whimpered, moving toward him to reduce the pain. She gritted her teeth. She hardly believed what he was telling her. She knew he was off, but she didn't think he was this off. She gripped her bed covers tightly in her hands as she waited for him to release her hair.

When Jason finally did release her hair, she scrambled backwards, looking at him. She narrowed her green eyes, the playful glitter gone. When he told her to take off her clothes, she shook her head rather quickly. "No," she said, getting up on the other side of the bed, away from him. She walked away from her bed, away from him. "You're crazy, that's what you are. I'm not going to be your sex slave!" She stood a bit shakily, slightly afraid. She didn't know what he'd do about her defiance.