Daddy's Little Slave

[Lilytania]

"Bye! See you tonight at Jamie's party!" Ariadne called to her friends. Her best friend Jamie was throwing a party tonight as a celebration for her sixteenth birthday. Ariadne was excited beyond all measure for the get together. Hopefully her dad would still let her go.

She walked all the way home. Once inside her large house, she dropped her backpack and shoes on the floor in front of the door. Ariadne headed upstairs, 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. 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]

Sitting in his office Vincent was just finalizing a few details for tonight's festivities, after today his daughter would no longer be attending her high school but instead listed as a home schooled child... though what she would be learning wouldn't appear on any normal curriculum, instead she would be learning to serve her father just like her mother once had before he had sold her, she had been getting on in years and no longer pleased him like she once did... young and rebellious was what he had craved and thus he had set his sights on his daughter... besides with her mother gone he would be able to devote even more time to properly training her to service him. He had been planning on inducting her on her birthday the week before but a little bit of business had gotten in the way so she had gotten one more week of freedom... but tonight that time would come to an end.

He had heard her get home so he finished up the paper work as quickly as possible, a simple once over letting him know that it was good enough to file and make sure that she wouldn't be expected at school the next day, or ever again in fact. From what he had read there wouldn't even be any sort of follow up interview to make sure that she was learning... the new idea of unschooling making it impossible for every home schooled student to get a follow up so none of them got one. Satisfied that it was all done Vincent emailed it in and with a sigh, feeling quite content he ran a hand back trough his dark hair, pushing his bangs from where they had fallen on over his eyes. Now that the last little detail was done it was time to begin and as he stood and stretched Vincent picked up the small slim case that sat next to his computer and made his way toward his baby girl's room.

Once at her door he didn't bother to knock or give any warning, his home, his daughter, his slave, why should he even bother with playing around at this point. Strolling right in he smiled at her, so lovely as she lay back on her bed, unsuspecting of what was coming. “Afternoon darling.” He said as he moved toward her, holding out the small case toward her and opening it, revealing the black leather collar that lay inside of it to her, it was a simple affair, black leather with a small silver ring in the front. “I know your birthday was last week and I already got those shoes for you... but I saw this charm necklace for you today and I knew you would love it... why don't you try it on for daddy?”

 

[Lilytania]

Ariadne jumped when her father just barged into her room. The young girl frowned and looked over at him from where she laid on her back. She had her book held over her face. She turned her head without dropping the book so as to inspect her father and figure out what he wanted. She blinked w couple of times and waited in silence, though annoyed that he dared just barge in.

Ariadne sat up when her dad spoke or the shoes he'd given her for her birthday. She smiled gently. "I like the shoes, Daddy," she said. She was a sweet girl when she wanted to be. She waited and frowned before crawling across her bed to her dad. She inspected the "necklace" and frowned. It looked an awful lot like a collar, but she trusted him. She slowly took it from him, staring up at his face with suspicion, before she began to buckle it around her neck. "I-I like it," she lied. It was a bit tight, and finding the way to get it off was difficult, if not impossible. She didn't want to offend him. "Thanks, Daddy," she said softly before flopping back down on her bed to read. She waited for him to leave so she could find some way to get the collar off.

"Oh, Daddy, don't forget I need a ride to Jamie's party," she said.

 

[DomG]

He had half expected her to object to the collar, perhaps questioning the ring in the front where a leash would be attached. Of course he had an explanation ready for that one, that it was a place to attach different charms that happened to catch her eye, allowing her to decorate it in any way that she might like but now that she had it on he hardly mattered, in his mind that meant she was now officially his, having willingly put on the collar that would be practically impossible for him to remove without help... even cutting it off wouldn't be possible because of the steel cord concealed in the center of it. If she liked it or not was hardly what mattered, she had it on and it wouldn't be coming off.

“That collar looks lovely on your, I was afraid that it wouldn't fit you properly.” He said with a smile as he reached into his back pocket and withdrew an old Polaroid photo, looking at it for a moment before holding it out to her, showing her in image of a red headed woman, her mother, wearing a similar collar and an arm bind that was hooked to a rope in the ceiling, holding her in a bent over position with a dick in her mouth. “Just like the one that your mother used to wear, fitting because you are going to take her place.”

From a different pocket his other hand brought out a leash that had been curled there and quickly he snapped it into place on the ring at the front of the collar. “I am afraid that you won't be going to that party tonight... or any other party ever again, from this point on your will be serving as Daddy's fuck toy and his breeder... any birth control you are on will be discontinued, you will no longer go to school, you will exist only to serve me.”

 

[Lilytania]

Ariadne looked up and tensed as he spoke. She gritted her teeth and frowned as he drew something out of his back pocket. She growled and looked at the picture. Her heart leaped and she jumped and began to back up in panic. She couldn't believe this. She screeched and began kicking as he attached the leash. She tried to claw the collar off. "What?" she demanded. She wasn't on birth control, but she had some. She herself was still a virgin, whether he believed it or not. She had it just in case as a morning after pill. She screamed and began to kick and thrash. "You can't do this!" She began to scramble toward the phone on her nightstand. "I'm not a slave. That's not my mother!" She was panicking. The girl didn't like how this had turned.