Young Father, younger daughter

[DomG]

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29 years old and despite the child he had raised for the last fourteen years Dominic was doing quite well for himself, true his parents hadn't helped him in raising her other then with straight financial support. Even going to college he had needed to balance his class schedule with what child care he had been able to find for her, but all the hard work had paid off, they had their own home now in a very nice part of town, he had a job that (while technically he worked for his father he had still earned) paid very well and gave him a schedule flexible enough to see his daughter when she got home from school.

They were close, he had never hidden the truth of what had happened with her mother from her and he had made it clear that he would always be there for her, they were as close as two people could possibly be. He was home most weekends with her, coming home on a Friday to spend more time with her rather then going out on a date, in fact he hadn't been with a woman since her mother had run off on the both of them just days after she was born. Of course it was something that annoyed him occasionally but he had all he needed in his daughter.

That Friday though he had been running a little bit late, work had taken longer then he had expected it too and a quick phone call home had informed his little girl that he would be late that night, telling her to expect him around Nine and that he would have a pizza with him. Fortunately for him though he had over estimated how long it would take for him to finish up and by seven thirty he was walking through the front door with a box of pizza and twelve pack of soda resting on top of it. “Hey honey, I'm home before I thought I would be!” He called out to the house, not seeing her yet.

 

[InevitableDesire]

Erica smiled through the phone when her father told her he'd be home a little late. "Oh no, really? That's too bad. I guess i'll just go to bed early...night dad."

Of course through the phone she sounded disappointed, but in her face was something else. 'Perfect. A night for me. Who should i call? Danny? Vic? Allan?' She scrolled down the list of names until she came across Matt Law. She called, and of course he answered."Hey Matt, it's Erica. You wanna come over?....Come on please?.....My dad won't be home until nine or ten....yeah i thought so. See you soon." She smiled as she hung up and ran upstairs to clean up for her guest.

It was now nearing 7:15. Matt had barely gotten there at 7, and knowing that the only had little then two hours to get all their energy out. Immeadiatly as he entered the door he pounced on her, letting his hands wander her well-developed body, and a bit shocked at first, but she didn't fight back.

After a few moments, she was laid out on the couch. Her black tanktop had been taken off revealing her beautiful lace bra, the one she begged for despite her father's protest. Eventually she nuddged him enough that he got it, and it was looking great on her. Matt had his shirt off, and he was letting his hands and lips travel around her chest, but then he froze. Both of them heard the door open, steps, and a familiar voice. Erica was frozen, and glanced at a clock on a nearby stand. 'It's only seven thirty. It can't be him...' Her thoughts did not reassure her at all though.

 

[DomG]

Dominic was wondering what was going on when his daughter didn't greet him the way that she normally did when he got home, dashing out of her room or the kitchen or wherever she was in order to half way tackle him with a fierce hug and showing his face with kisses. It was something that happened almost every day and he was quite fond of it, one of their traditions, father and daughter, part of the special bond they shared.

He knew she wouldn't have gone out though, she didn't have a car of her own and had mentioned going to bed early that night, though it was far to early to be asleep just yet. He had intended to wake her up so they could enjoy the pizza and watch a movie with Net Flix, perhaps she had gone into the back yard for a late night swim, something she did from time to time though he encouraged her to not do it alone because it was generally unsafe, he didn't want her drowning if she got a cramp or something happened to her.

Tutting softly at the thought she might have disobeyed him in some small way Dominic made his way further into the house, looking around for any sign of her until he glanced into the family room, at first freezing in place because his mind couldn't accept what he was seeing, there was no way his innocent girl was on the couch being assaulted, practically mauled by some young punk, Matt if he remembered correctly, a guy who occasionally hung out with her and her other girlfriends when they went out to the mall as a group. “Matt right?” He asked, his voice level but clearly full of hardly repressed fury. “I don't know why you are on my couch with my daughter and I don't know what you thought you might be doing tonight, but if you are not out of this house right now I will be making sure that your parents send you off to a military boarding school.” A serious enough threat, if he needed to he would push Erica to say she had been assaulted.

“And Erica, you and I are going to be having a long talk about this... when your friend gets out of this house meet me in the kitchen.” His tone made it clear that he was not going to be waiting for her very long, that he would have no patience.

 

[InevitableDesire]

She shot Matt a look, her eyes wide. They gave off a 'If you value your life to any degree, you'll leave right now. I'll take the heat, just get out!'. Matt quickly grabbed his shirt slipping it on, and grabbed his things. He slowly walked past her father. They had eye contact for over a minute before Matt ran out, the sound of the engine revving then speeding off, leaving her on the couch and her father standing there in dead silence.

After a moment she reached down and grabbed her shirt, not putting it on but clutching it against her bosom that was now rising and falling quickly. Panic hit her, and she couldn't find the words that would soothe her dad, no, convince him that this whole situation was a misunderstanding. Her lips just wouldn't move. Her throat was dry, and her legs ached.How though? What can i say to persuade him? She then slowly crept into the kitchen, sitting down at the table.

".............D-dad. I know you must be extremely angry. I don't blame you. Me and Matt were....that is....well....we were just..." She glanced up to meet his eyes, and knew that she was basically fucked. She twiddled her thumb, and started thinking about what the consequences might be. My internet and friends she thought. I'll be under twenty four hour survellience. She sulked and pitied herself. 'All for a little fun' she thought.

 

[DomG]

As she got rid of her friend Dominic made his way into the kitchen, setting the pizza down on the table and pouring himself a stiff drink, something he didn't do often. That drink was poured down his throat almost right away and then followed up by another that he drank just as quickly, this wasn't the sort of thing he had expected, he had given her the talk years earlier when she had first shown signs of entering puberty and though it had been awkward he thought that he had made the concept clear enough, that he knew she would be interested in sex and wouldn't try to stop her from having it, just asking that she be safe when the time came and that she of course was always open with him.

As a concept that was all well and good but now to find she was sneaking behind his back, how long had this been going on, she was only fifteen and now he had to worry if she was even a virgin or fear that she might get knocked up. With the alcohol in his system he felt better ready to deal with it though, the warmth of it spreading through him in a pleasant buzz. “Don't even bother trying to explain.” He sighed as he looked over to Erica, seeing her as the young woman she was for the very first time. “I know full well what you were up to and I don't feel like having you trying to make up some sort of excuse just to calm me down.”

He put a smile on his face, a little forced but he was trying to put her at ease. “I know what was going on, I was your age once remember, hell I was a father when I was your age.” Setting down his glass he approached her and lightly brushed his lips over her head. “I also know that boys your age aren't really going to care about you, they are going to be after one thing and someone as beautiful as you shouldn't have to put up with that sort of thing...” She really was lovely, how hadn't he noticed that before?

 

[InevitableDesire]

The sudden softness in his voice suprised her. His gentleness in handling this situtation wasn't where she expected him to go; she half expected him to have a tantrum and yell and tell her 'What the hell were you thinking!' but instead; this? Maybe he didn't care if she was to sleep around with guys. Why wasn't he putting more effort in making her understand what she did? Then she realized she was a little bit angry. No, not angry; disappointed.

'Why am i disappointed? This is what i wanted..to have him let me off the hook...or maybe I wanted him to punish me. Show me what the consequences were. To show that he didn't want her with guys; that he didn't want her to do those types of things..

She gulped as he kissed her forhead with the upmost tenderness, and clenched her shirt even more. "I'm sorry Dad...I know that guys really only want 'that'...i should've done it...i understand what i did was wrong...so i will accept the consequences, whatever they may be."
Ugh. The whole apology of why she did it sounded fake, stiff and awkward.It sounded like she was acting, merely repeating words without any true meaning. She didn't really mean it; but she meant the last part about accepting the consequences. She wasn't sure why. It might be something phsychological that she hadn't unveiled yet.

 

[DomG]

Her half assed little apology only served to anger him, he wanted to hear that she was actually sorry, he wanted to hear her apologize and practically beg him for his forgiveness, to assure him that she wasn't going to end up like her mother and that she was going to behave herself from that point on. He would have to teach her a lesson now, show her how men were just looking to take advantage of her without the least bit of concern about her feelings of her safety.

Reaching out he wrapped a hand in the back of her hair and pulled her head back roughly, sneering down at her. “You think this is some kind of joke?” He asked, his voice practically a low growl. “The boys your age just want a single thing, they just want to fuck you without any concern for your safety of your pleasure.” Reaching down he pulled down her bra and pinched one of her nipples roughly, the alcohol clouding his mind but he figured that he had come up with a way to teach her a lesson, to show her what a real man would be able to do for her, a man who would be able to make sure that she enjoyed whatever she did with him and of course a man who wouldn't just knock her up.

“I think you need to lean a lesson.” He murmured as he gave her bra a sharp tug, tearing it all off and tossing is aside, the strap of it ruined as he pulled it away. “I think if my little girl wants to behave like a slut I should treat her like one, that way you might learn the consequences of your actions.”

 

[InevitableDesire]

She jumped up from his advance, the shock of what was happening all to fast. "Ahh!" Suddenly her head was being tugged, with it tangled and wrapped in his fist, now her not being able to move much unless she wanted a de-scalping. She squirmed in his grasp, now tears swelling up but not running.



''Dad! It h-hurts.." And then thats when his hand had touched her breast, the pinching of the nipple sending a electric shock down her spine. She quivered as he tore away her bra, tossing it aside, now useless material
'Fuck. That's my only bra...'

. Both nipples perked up, the room was suprisingly cold, and the sudden confrontation of cold air to her skin sent shivers.

"D-dad..b-be reasonable.." She cried. 'Well, this is what i wanted. To be punished. But not this far!' Somehow though she didn't regret doing what she did. Perhaps that too was psychological.
'He even called me a slut...my dad never ever called me something close as that.' The thought made her whimper, her head still throbbing in his grasp.