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Thrown into Fatherhood. xjasonr x Koto0005

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Sir Peter was now quite an establish gentleman. He had a mansion as a home, dozen of servants to meet his needs. Be those needs house holds tasks or within his bedroom. It was a far cry from his more explosive youth when the charming gentleman sort out the most exquisite pleasures the world had to offer, be it a harem or those rare females with animistic attributes. His wealth and handsome good looks always made it easy for him to get what he wanted. During his youthful days, his attitude was quite demanding, only due to the fact that he would never be penalized for such trivial matter in his opinion.

Now a man of 35, he lead a more discrete lifestyle. Not that his thirst for pleasure has diminish, it seem that all the illicit taboo act that life has to offer he had already experienced. The services provided to him at nights were now more of an exercise rather than a lust. Something that he had been contemplating. The challenge in his life had seem lost now. The tall man of 6'2, a flawlessly smooth face, square jaw was losing hope in what his future would be for him. He was very fit with a well defined body, something more for his own need rather than that of the women that visited him.

It seem to change when he got a letter requesting assistance for his off spring. He didn't doubt the fact as he probably had more than one. It was pleasing to know that it was a girl rather than a boy. It was a taboo he had never conquered more for the fact that he didn't have knowledge of it. He quickly responded by courier that he would offer his daughter, a place in his home, but due to his life style only her, not her mother. He would off course gladly meet her financial needs as well.

It was something that his past lover seem to agree with and soon his daughter would be here. He wasn't sure how to treat her, he knew he wanted her as a lover, but the knowledge that he was her parent was a conflicting thought in his mind. Still with this indecision, he waited patiently at his mansion for his chauffeur who had the task of retrieving his child.
 
When he came back, he saw a girl, standing with him. She had orange hair and green eyes. as well as being small. Another odd thing about her was the fact that she had orange ears and an orange tail. She looked at the floor cautiously.
 
Sir Peter was anxious when the car came back. A small figure stepped out with a familiar trait. She wasn't human, but a cat like creature. He wasn't sure if it was a curse or a blessing. It was a rare sight as well as an odd one. He watched his servant take his leave and left him with his daughter staring shyly at the floor.

With a deep breath he started the interrogation. "What is your name?" It was a harsh tone, as he had momentarily forgotten she was his daughter as well. He instantly tried to correct with a softer tone, though he still stood tall and stared intensely at her. "How old are you?" The latter question to determine who her mother was, though he doubted he would know for sure.
 
She was definitely a timid one. Something the knew would be well for their activities in the night. "And do you know who I am?" He moved into a stroll around the small girl. He looked at her features, rather small, but there were mature characteristics. Her hips wide, and breast. He focus on her orange ears and the orange tail exiting her behind. Without asking her, he pulled at the ear, just to test if it was real.
 
The ears were real and Sir Peter quickly let go. He made the assumption that her tail was just as real. With another look at her face as her scream was a bit orgasmic. "Hmmm I'm your father and you shall call me.." He wanted the name Daddy, but he didn't want to diminish his title and quite simply came up with the term. ".. Sir Daddy, or Daddy Sir!" A wide smirk appeared on her face as he had given her her first command.
 
He smiled as she stammered. "Good! Now do you know your role as my daughter?" He turned around into the living room. "Follow me please!" He started walking into the kitchen, as he assumed her previous home was a bit tight. "In return for providing you with food and shelter, you are to tend to all my need when I'm in this house!" He turned and looked her deep into her green eyes and repeated so it was clear. "Every one of my needs, be it fetching my slippers, or cleaning my balls!" He had to smile as it was quite rude of him to speak to his child like a common servant.
 
He smiled at her and then look at one of the other servants in the room. "My daughter required energy for the task ahead!" His eyes then turn to her and enquired. "Do you wish for any particular dish?" He felt like rewarding her for her obedient attitude so far as it was crystal clear to the servant his intentions for her.

"Also, can someone come take her size and have a new line of clothing made for her. I want short skirts, silk panties, matching tops. Maybe blue ribbons for her hair. Also note she has a tail!" A maid quickly leaving to get the tools for the task.
 
He smiled and pats her hair. "Don't worry, Sir daddy would decide for you!" He moved to his chair at the head of the table, tugging her along with him. "Your place is on Sir Daddy laps!" A quick pat and he looked at the cook. "Make her a high carb meal. Some rice, some meat, some vegs!" He smile as it did feel like he was being a good father, ensuring she eats healthy. "With a glass of milk" He smiled at her. "You like milk, don't you?"
 
She nods eagerly and sits on his lap. "mommy said that you'd be a good daddy, sir daddy."
 
God her little tush felt good, with the tail on his stomach. "Ummmm I want to be!" He was a bit unsure of her tail though. It was very orange and furry. "Sir daddy doesn't like your tail pressing against his stomach. Turn around and face me, so your tail doesn't bother me!" He was quick to tend to his own desire rather than being a good father from that comment. He smiled after and looked at her. "Are you a good little daughter?"
 
Sir Peter moved his hands to her hips, and casually extended her legs out to the side of his hip. Soon her soft crotch was against his as he stayed focus on her green eyes. He didn't say much but just smiled as the aroma of her meal filled the air.
 
He was adoring her cute face when she broke the silence. "They are making you a meal, it would be ready in ten minutes or so!" Sir Peter could feel his cock swelling with her adjusted position.

"Would you settle for daddies milk as a snack?" It was perverted, but he couldn't resist the suggestion.
 
He look at the cook preparing the meal and then into her eyes. "Its not a very big meal, more like a snack, but I want to be a good father and give you my milk!" His bulge quickly rising with the perverted thought flooding his mind, more so because of how naive she seemed. "Don't you know a parent's milk is best for a child?"
 
He moved her hand on her hips, and in a slow gliding movement he rocked her crotch on his bulge making his mass harder. "Um well it is! And lucky for you, Sir daddy can give you some right now!" A perverted smirk on his face. He looked again at the cook and then into your eyes.

"Get down on your knees between Sir daddy legs!"
 
He smiled as he looked down at her new posture. With delight he opened his pants, letting his hung mass go free. It was still swelling as the tip quickly took a mushroom shape on the circumcised phallus. "Um its a bit different from mummy nipples, but daddy have milk in there" He guided the tip to her lips. "You have to tease it out though, just sucking won't get you any!" He laugh as the image of her sucking clueless filled his mind, but he wanted pleasure from the act, the reason he qualified the comment.
 
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