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[Panties]Pervy Dad+Masochistic Daughter=Fun[Vallie]

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Supernova
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Benevolent], also known as Gabriel Ashford. His friends and co-workers enjoyed calling him that since he was pretty much the nicest person anyone could meet. He sighed as he looked down at his daughterâ??s report card. She had semi good grades, and all her teachers had quite a few negative comments beside her assessments, and especially when they called. He didnâ??t understand really. How could she act this way? Did she think doing moderately good in academics and clubs would excuse her sassy behavior? Perhaps he was being far to lenient and understanding. Maybe it was time he be a hardass, but how could he when he rarely punished her at allâ?¦ he was a talker.

With a sigh the male tossed the piece of paper onto the coffee table before him. It was a typed statement regarding his daughter sassing back at several teachers, as well as pushing her homeroom teacher. They were threatening to expel her if she didnâ??t change her attitude. He yawned into his hands, then reached behind his ear and grabbed a cigarette. He was a smoker, it was mandatory for him to have one there. Putting the orange tip between his lips, he lit the cigarette, with a lighter shaped like a naked woman. Taking a long drag from his cigarette he rose from the lazyboy chair and made his way over to the stairwell.

It was a cool early Saturday morning, about 9am. His daughter would be sleeping peacefully about this time, resting up for god knows whatever she had planned for the rest of the day. Today however she wouldnâ??t be leaving. As a matter of fact she wouldnâ??t be leaving for the remainder of the month and probably more. He was extremely upset that he had to receive a call and a letter of her horrible self control. It was time he put a stop to thisâ??some way .Ascending the stairs he walked down the hall to her room. Usually he would knock but this time there was no knocking he kind of just stormed in. His house his rules, right?

"Wake up girlie!" he shouted almost to the top of his lungs to startle the teen. Ever since his wife hit the road his little teeny-bobber thought it was cool to start acting out at school, apparently. Well his wife was the one who punished the girl. Well he didn't think it was cute, nor did he think it was funny for her to just deem him a push over and do what she wanted. She would certainly put an end to his reputation at work if she continued to act like a complete asshole and got expelled. It was time he put his foot down, even though it would be extremely hard since well this was going to be the first time he had ever had this much control over her.. However it was time Benevolant taught his daughter that life was not her playground and she couldn't just go around sassing back and simply making everyone around her out to be pushovers. He never thought he would have to do this to his cute little girl, but she was turning into some delinquent bitch and he wasnâ??t going to allow it....
 
He was a pushover, it wasn't her fault either that it happened. He had been a pushover since she was born and she was brought into his life. Her mother had punished her, but the day that her mother packed her bags and said, 'Ciao' it made it that much harder on her. But didn't it always happen that way, a parent would leave and it would cause the child to act out in different ways. Though then again,when her mother was home she acted like this a well, she just got worse when she finally left. Aislyn wasn't a ugly girl, she had her mothers looks who was a beautiful woman. She had defined cheekbones, her eyes were a deep ocean blue which accentuated her dark chocolate brown hair, which hung down to her shoulder blades with strands that naturally curled. She had always been thin, not too thin just enough to be healthy but she wasn't fat either.

She was in her senior year, young at 18 years old. It was the weekend and she was sleeping in to get her beauty rest so she could be ready for her day to be with her friends. Laying in her queen sized bed in her black and red laced panties which hugged her form nicely. She was snuggled into her blankets and into her pillow as her hair was laid out over her face and pillow. She was in a deep, nice sleep until her father entered her room and she gave a light shriek as she sat up. Her hair ratted and covering her face she groaned and rubbed her eyes and she sighed before glaring over at her father. "What do you want, dad?" She asked and sighed as she yawned.

She didn't intend on getting up this early, sure it was nearing nine in the morning but she usually slept in til nine-thirty or ten at least to get her enough amount of sleep. She hugged the blankets to her body and she mumbled, turning in her bed as she stood up and stretched her arms out above her head and sighed. Oh well, maybe she should get up so she could get an early start on her day.
 
Fucking bratâ?¦ he thought to himself as he approached her bed. â??Well Iâ??ve received some disturbing news my dear daughterâ?¦â? he said to her almost grinding his teeth as he now stood before her resting frame. â??Itâ??s come to my attentionâ?¦a little lateâ?¦but nonetheless. It had come to my attention that youâ??ve been getting a little too out of hand as school. Actually itâ??s more than out of hand. You are fucking unbelievably treading on thin iceâ?¦â? he frowned a little taking an extremely long drag from his cigarette trying to calm his nerves. He didnâ??t want to scare her realy. He honestly didnâ??t want to be having this conversation with her. However, he also didnâ??t want her expelled and he also wasnâ??t up for her spending an extra year or two in high school because of her sassy assed behavior. He blows the smoke from his mouth in the opposite direction of her before swallowing hard.

â??Get upâ?¦no rest for you. As punishment I want this house cleaned from top to bottom missy. I donâ??t want to see a spec of dirt.â? He demanded. â??And those dishes you and your little friends left in that sinkâ?¦are still thereâ?¦â? he informed her. â??Iâ??m not kiddingâ?¦You wonâ??t be leaving this house at allâ?¦You are on lockdown for the rest of the monthâ?¦â? taking another drag from his cigarette. He reached forward and ripped the blanket from her. â??Come on get up now! The longer to lay there..the longer it will take to clean this houseâ?¦â? he said blowing the smoke out of his nose.
 
Her eyes narrowed as she turned her head, "Oh, fuck you, dad!" She snarled before her eyes grew wide, she shouldn't have said that. That must have been the worst thing she could say, or that any daughter could say to their father. She closed her mouth and swallowed as her eyes traveled down and she moved to the side. "I'll just get my shit and leave, since you can't handle me anymore." She muttered as she moved towards her closet and ripped her bag out, tossing it onto the bed. "Maybe with me and my shit gone, you're house won't be so messy." She unzipped it and began to stuff her clothing into the bag.

"And I am not on lockdown for the rest of the month, I will do as I please. I am 18 years old, I am an adult now and I can make my own decisions. And if you can't take that.. then... then screw off!" She was sick of her father telling her how to live her life and how to dress, she knew she was teasing him but the fact that he thought he could force her to do what she didn't want to, he'd have to get a reality check. She dressed slutty and that's how she liked it, and she was sassy to her teachers and to her father. She didn't care, as long as she got what she wanted it was good for her.
 
Fucking spoiled brat. How dare she talk to me in such a tone. How dare she just throw away all that I've done for her... How dare she... Gabe was so angry as he watched her hop from her her bed, sass mouthing him as she went to pack her things. Where the fuck did she think she was going? She still had school to attend... Where the hell was she going to stay? Who was she going to stay with? "You are leaving? Sure you are eighteen but you are still my fucking responsibility." he said with a sigh as he stepped up behind her while she placed some clothing into her bag. For a moment he found himself about to beg her not to leave. For a moment he was about to succumb to that inner daddy, and try to reason with her, give his little girl anything she wished of him. However, that wouldn't make her better.

"I can't allow you to leave like this. You are unfit to go out into the real world..." he said softly. Before she could move to get anymore clothes he grabbed the back of her throat. "You aren't leaving until you graduate...go off to college and make something of yourself. I can't allow you to fuck my reputation over. I just can't." he squeezed his hand around the back of her neck tightly, thrusting her forward back onto the bed. "My little Aislyn...until you show me you are ready to go out into society and make something of yourself, you will be on lock down and the only thing you will be doing outside of school is your chores around this house..."
 
"Yes, I'm leaving. And it'll make you happier, probably." she turned around, her back to him as she stuffed her shirts in. Moving to turn she cried out a bit as his hand grabbed the back of her neck, her head tilted back as it hurt a bit. With how much strength he was using on it. She grunted as her chest and gut hit the bed as he shoved her down onto it, bouncing a bit. "You can't make me.." She growled to him as she pushed herself up to roll over as she looked up to him and she breathed in. "This is your house, isn't it? Well then clean it yourself." She stood up, her shoulder shoving into his as she grabbed her bag.

"And what if I don't want to go to college, I can go out and use my body like I have. I know you've looked at me. You hate the way I dress, so slutty like. Just like now, just in my bra and panties." She smirked, "I can make myself out of something with this." She nodded, why not be slutty?
 
There was a burning fury of hatred that built up inside of the male, his dark brown eyes reflecting his anger. However, despite of his current mood he couldn't help but laugh. "Haha..." he inhaled slowly watching as she strutted around him in her bra and panties. "You want to use your body huh?" he questioned Aislyn as he reached forward snatching the bag from her hands and turning it upside down dumping her clothes out. "Fine you want to use your slutty bidy to get what you want well then lets start now..." he said with a chuckle as he looped his fingers through the front of her bar ripping it off, her breasts bouncing as they popped out of the cloth.

He then grabbed both her hips, his fingers looping through the fabric tearing the silk like cloth from her crotch. "These clothes you wear I brought. This life you live I made." he grinned grabbing her by the front of her neck this time pulling her close to him. "Use your slutty body to leave this place. Earn back the clothes I bought and the life I gave you...since you are so comfortable fucking for things you want..." he said as he pushed her down onto the floor.
 
She grunted, the bag was ripped from her hands but she didn't expect what he did next. A light shriek escaping her lips as her bra was suddenly ripped off of her body. Her breasts bouncing free as her hands flew to cover them though his hands grasped her hips and her breasts met his chest. "Daddy!" She gasped, her panties following suit as they were ripped off. Her hands moved to rest on his chest, pushing himself and her away from each other. "What the fuck are you doing?" She managed to ask out, just before she gagged out as his hand grasped her throat. She could breath, though it just surprised her.

"Daddy!.. No. Not with you." She sneered though she grunted as her back suddenly met the floor, not roughly but quickly. Feeling his hand around her neck and her fingers ran up to grasp around his wrist. "Let me go, you pervert." She snarled, "You really think I'll fuck you? Go ahead and try." She dug her fingernails into his skin, not hard enough to draw blood but enough to make it hurt.
 
"Fuck you?" he laughed again. "What kind of girl are you to assume such a thing?" he teased as he leaned forward placing his hand upon her left cheek. His wrist felt completely raw from her sharp nails digging into his skin. "Oh, I'm not going to fuck you my beloved. I'm just going to make you detest the thought of using your body to get your way..." he grabbed her by her ankle, dragging her across the floor and out of her room. "I wonder just how much you've used your body to get what you want..." he said as he dragged her down the hall and into the master bedroom. The room was extremely neat, his king sized bed was neatly made, the colognes and jewelry upon his desk neatly arranged, not a thing in his room out of place...except for them.

He dropped her ankle once he had dragged her into the middle of the floor. He then walked over to the door shutting it and locking it. "I'll turn you into being an obedient respective daughter yet..." he said as he went over to his walk in closet. He grabbed a box that contained some red rope, tape, and other things he would used to punish her with. "Get up...come here..." he told her as he grabbed the red rope approaching her.
 
The carpet rubbing along her back, bottom and thighs made her cry out in pain though she gasped out in relief as he stopped. Though hearing the door shut and lock, fear struck into her eyes. Was he serious? He wouldn't, would he? Not to his own daughter? Seeing the rope and tape her heart began to pound heavily in her chest. Sitting up, her hands gripped the carpet, her toes and balls of her feet digging into the carpet, pushing her back against the wall. "Daddy, please. I.. I won't. Please!" She whimpered out, it was different why would she willingly let her father tie her up and make her an obedient daughter by making her have sex with him?

It was wrong first off, incest. Seeing him approaching her she stood up quickly as she slid her body along the wall towards the door. Only seconds passed before she lunged towards the door, her hand gripping onto the knob. He was insane! She could do this with other people her age, but him? She pushed her thumb into the lock before grabbing and twisting it to unlock it. "I'm not doing this." She growled to him.
 
"And...who said I was giving you a choice Aislyn?" he questioned as he grabbed her by her silken hair pulling her over to his bed. He pushed her down onto her stomach positioning himself between her warm thighs. He didn't plan on fucking her. That thought wasn't even in his mind at the moment. He was just trying to do what a father would do to a disobedient daughter. He wanted to turn her proper, even if that meant turning her into his mindless fuck puppet. He grabbed her slender arms pulling them behind her back tying her wrists together with the rough rope. "Save your breath dear Aislyn for I won't stop until you turn into the nice loving daughter that I've always wanted..."

Once the rope was tight around her wrists, he rolled her over onto her back, once again forcing himself between her thighs. He then wrapped the rope around her torso in a way that it pushed her breasts up, while making sure her arms remained pinned to her back. Once he was finished he tied the rope into a tight not, the rope pressing into her pale skin, sure to leave marks upon her milky skin. "Hmm...I think I'll leave your legs free...let you enjoy being able to squirm beneath me for now..." he said with a chuckle. Leaning forward he smiled, their lips mere centimeters from touching. "You still think I'm a push over?" he asked.
 
Her soft hair being ripped back was enough pain to be sent through her body, her face meeting the mattress and feeling his hips pressing against her ass to hold her down. Her muffled cries were held in by the blankets as her wrists were securely and roughly tied, rubbing her wrists raw. Though grunting, her eyes puffy from the tears though her arms tied tightly underneath her. She tried to move but the second she did he was right there, between her thighs holding her down. Wrapping the rope around her waist just under her breasts to push them up and make them perky. Though she whimpered out as it as well was tied roughly around her, it would leave marks upon her soft skin

Aislyn breathed in sharply, her head pushing into the mattress as their lips were only mere centimeters apart and she swallowed. "Yes.." She whispered and swallowed, "You won't do anything. You're just doing this to scare me, to scare me into being the perfect little girl that you want me to be." She mumbled, he wanted her perfect but it wouldn't be so easy for her to just turn and become that for him. She was who she was and she couldn't just up and change. Her bottom lip quivered a bit, he definitely was scaring her though she was trying to hide it from him.
 
He couldn't help but laugh again. Once more she was ridiculing him even in the bad position he had her in. "Scaring you? Just scaring you?" he chuckled softly. "You don't seem to understand..." he reached into the box grabbing a box cutter. He held it up to her soft cheek pushing up the blade. Before it could cut her he pulled it away cutting the stray red rope handing from the knot he had tied. "I'm not just trying to scare you. I'm going to make you...force you into being what you should be..." he said as he tossed the box cutter back into the brown box. He grabs her jaw with one hand, his neatly cut and shaped nails pressing into her beautiful cheeks. "I'll show you that I am far from just trying to scare you..."

Gabriel used his free hand, placing it between their bodies. "How many guys have you let toucgh you?" he asked as he placed his hand upon her slit. He cupped her sex, before dipping his middle finger between her lips, teasing her opening with the pad of his finger. "How many?" he questioned curious of how many guys his slutty little princess let fuck and touch. As he waited, he entertained himself by dipping his finger into her pussy, twisting and turning the digit, deep inside of her getting a feel of her tight walls around his finger.
 
"I dont need to understand." She whispered though out of the corner of her eye she saw the box cutter and that sent her heart pounding. He wouldn't... do anything with it, would he? she swallowed as it was brought up to her cheek, tilting her head back but soon enough the rope that was hanging from the not upon her body was cut off and she looked up to him. Their bodies pressed together, the sound of the box cutter making a loud thump as it hit the bottom of the box. She groaned out as his hand grasped her jaw, his fingertips digging into her cheek.

Hearing his words she wasn't sure to believe him but the second her eyes caught his hand moving down she began to wiggle and squirm. "You wouldn't dare!" She cried out, "why do you want to know?" She scoffed, though a light gasp escaped her lips as his fingers cupped her pussy and she whimpered. Though the sudden feeling of his middle finger dipping and plunging it's way into her core made her cry out. Slightly in pleasure but in disgust as her father began to finger her. Bucking her hips to try and pull him out of her.
 
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