RP: True Disaster: Zero Fucks [ Horror_Show & randomname98766789]

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“I’m going out. I left dinner in the fridge and I cleaned the apartment so you didn’t have to worry about it. If you need anything, just text or call. I will be in town.” Tess said standing in the doorway. She was looking at Cadence with the concerned face she always had on. Tess was Cadence best friend. They had met when she was younger living in California when her father was in states shooting an older 90’s movie. Cadence nodded and was sitting on her bed with her Macbook air out.

“Cadence if you need me….I can cancel and stay at home. We can order out carry out and watch movies, or we can even go out and do something fun…..you’ve been cooped up in this apartment for weeks and it’s not healthy. You’ve got to get out of this funk.” Tess begged and Cadence didn’t look at her best friend, she could feel the pain and regret.

“No, you go out and enjoy tonight. You’ve been neglecting Jeff…. you’ve babysat me enough. I will be fine.”Cadence said sighing looking up at her best friend.

“I told your father about your therapist last week…..your therapist is not legally able to tell him anything, I don’t think. I just wanted you to know I told him. Him and your mother kept calling and texting me nonstop……have you had any contact with him at all?" Tess had asked. Cadence just shrugged and her best friend groaned out.

Cadence had missed a flight that had been planned months in advance for her to meet her father in London for the premier of his latest movie. He had been working on the movie for a few years. She was supposed to escort him down the red carpet…. but she never went to the airport. She never got on the plane and didn’t have any contact. She had been seeing a therapist trying to work through her issues but so far there wasn’t much progress. She was having issues dealing with her emotions and feelings toward her father.

What she didn’t know is her Father had already flown into New York last week missing his own premier. It would be all over social media and the news that he cancelled supposedly from being sick which was a lie. He had flown straight back to his own apartment in New York to be within close distance of his daughter. He would go out of his way to get the information out of her psychologist to find out that his daughter was battling several things. Depression, anxiety and had an attraction to her father.

The therapist went out of her way to explain it was a rare occurrence but because of how often Cadence wasn’t around him during different periods of her life, it disassociated her from him…. the normal father and daughter relationship standards were not met because of his traveling and distance. She also explains it was called Genetic Sexual attraction disorder. She gave example that people tend to select mates who are a lot like themselves and Cadence was a stunning direct image of her father. This holds both for physical appearances and mental traits. People commonly rank faces similar to their own as more attractive, trustworthy, etc. than average. The therapist ended the conversation with telling him to head with caution.


A few hours had passed and Tess had left to go on a date with Jeff leaving Cadence alone. She had showered and changed into comfortable lounge clothing, a light teal PINK tee and sweat pants over her sporty undergarments. She crawled back into her bed after grabbing a bottle of water. As she was surfing through her social media feed, she about lost her breath and spit out her water. She was always overwhelmed by the popularity globally her father had. She saw one of the newest magazine covers he did. It was his posing seductively with his stomach showing.

He was gorgeous. She clicked on the image to make it bigger on her monitor. She stared at him and shook her head as she felt the emotions. If she could just be any other girl to another family, so her attraction would just be something so normal, just a crush. No…. she was his daughter, his blood. She groaned out in frustration and yelled slamming her MacBook shut with tears in her eyes. She bent over pulling open her nightstand drawer, there were so many prescription pill bottles. She opened a bottle and literally let a few pills or more fall in her mouth from the bottle before screwing back on the cap and throwing it back in, she downed the pills with water. Soon she would be tired, so she could sleep.

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I said come on, zero fucks about it
Come on, I know I'm gonna get hurt
Come on, zero fucks about it
Come on
Keep playing my heartstrings faster and faster
You can be just what I want, my true disaster
Keep playing my heartstrings faster and faster
You can be just what I want, my true disaster​

 

[randomname98766789]

Benedict Cumberbatch was a worldwide celebrity. From small beginnings, he worked hard to become one of the most widely known actors in modern history. Millions of people greeted him in every city and it was impossible to go anywhere without cameras flashing or fans running to him for autographs. While this was fun and making so much money was nice, there was a downside that nobody that was famous wanted to deal with. He fell in love years ago and had a child. Sadly, he faded away from his ex-wife and they divorced. She was never around him enough and she must have needed more attention. Plus, Hollywood constantly spread rumors about him and other actresses. It was just natural with the position and finally, she could not take it and left him. Despite this, he remained a prominent figure in his daughter’s life. In her younger years, Benedict was there almost all the time. Sure, he was not home every night for dinner like some father’s but he was in her life more than enough. Every second he could, he was there for her upbringing. As she grew older and matured, Benedict became a bigger star and soon it was not so easy to be there all the time.

As she matured throughout her years in her pre-teens and young teens, she spent most of the time staying with nannies or babysitters. Her father was either too busy or not even in the same state or even country at times. He did not even get to make video calls some nights but this was his dream. When he did talk to her, he tried to remind her that he loved her and they were actually pretty close together. She seemed to understand her father’s situation decent enough to accept that this was her life and nothing was going to change that. After his daughter Cadence’s eighteenth birthday a few months ago, Benedict had gotten a role in some action movie. Tonight was supposed to be the premier in London. Lately, Cadence had been avoiding him entirely too much for his liking. As a father, he was absolutely mortified, wondering what he had done wrong. When she did not make her flight to come escort him down the red carpet and did not return his calls, he was upset. He called her mother and she was equally as clueless. The only person that seemed to know was her close friend, Tess. Finally, she spit out that Cadence was seeing a therapist.

That was all it took. Benedict called in “sick” to the premiere and took his ass home, landing in New York late in the evening. He was obsessed with finding out what was wrong with his daughter. First, he hailed a cab to the therapist office. Of course, she would not reveal anything because it was unethical but when Benedict started flashing around $100,000 in cash right now to tell him everything, she was quick to spill the words. It intrigued him. She was infatuated with him and not in the typical father-daughter love. This was something more and it was something strange. However, Benedict did not react so poorly. His daughter was gorgeous and he loved his daughter. Did he find himself sometimes staring at her too long? Maybe. It was nothing he addressed before. He learned she was an emotional wreck and that was why she avoided him for so long. She was going to be in for a surprise to night for sure. He did not quite know how he was going to go about this, but he had to do something.

After visiting the good doctor, Benedict found himself another cab. This time, he took it to Cadence’s apartment. He knew where it was in New York. He helped her find one and helped her on her half of the rent. He spoiled her. She was his only child and he did not want her to pay for anything. She always had a spot with him. Nonetheless, it was pitch black outside, almost eleven at night. He knew it was a weird hour but he did not care. At all. He walked into the apartment complex and walked up the stairs until reaching her floor. When he was there, the male knocked on the door a few times and just waited. He was carrying his bags from the flight home. He literally dropped everything and packed up immediately to come back. He only took essentials, leaving anything he did not immediately need back over in London in his hotel room. He could get it later because he knew a guy that ran the place that he could get to hold his stuff. Either way, he was back in the present moment, just waiting outside the door.

 

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Tess was gone out with Jeff that late. Cadence had texted her to let her know she had eaten and was going to bed and not to worry about her. It had started storming outside the big city. She buried herself underneath layers of comforters to let the rest of the meds fade as she slept them off. It was a little past eleven at night when she heard a knock. It took a good couple of knocks before she stirred barely opening her eyes. She sat up pushing off the covers and saw her iPhone was going off and she heard the door knocking. She sighed seeing her Dad was calling her but the fact the door was knocking, she didn’t compare the two and figured Tess had gotten locked out.

She climbed out of bed and was a little unbalanced with dilated eyes and made her way through the hallway and into the living room to undo the front door. She opened the door. “Tess….” She breathed squinting her eyes but looked up to see it was the exact opposite of Tess, it was him. It was her father, it was Ben. Her eyes widened looking up at him in awe and horror. He was dressed casually and had bags, she peered out and saw two of his security guards down the hallway.

“Oh god….” She breathed and had to lean into the doorway to steady herself. She opened the door and walked away from it letting him come inside the apartment with his luggage. She watched as he had to bend down to not his head on the doorway. She turned on some lights in the apartment. She heard the door closed and heard him lock it. She was pouring a glass of decaf ice tea and sneezing. She grabbed some tissues, her medicine was making her sinuses act up.

“Did you really have to fly all the way here? You have the money to stay anywhere…..why here?” She coughed and propped herself on the kitchen counter letting her legs dangle. She had no idea he knew, that he knew what was tearing her apart. She made sure to never look him directly in the eyes.

 

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“Cadence….” Benedict breathed out when Cadence opened the door. She was alive, at least. However, she looked like total shit. Her eyes were puffy, her cheeks were red, and her entire body just looked tired and mentally exhausted. This was taking such a toll on his daughter and he had no idea that anything was even wrong. Benedict had told the guards to keep their distance and they listened of course. It looked like she was going to fall so he reached his hands to her shoulders but she moved before he could touch her. Inviting himself inside, he stepped into the doorway and dropped his baggage onto the ground and closed the door behind of himself, locking it too.

The male followed the same path that Cadence took, finding himself standing in the kitchen as she was drinking on tea and using some tissues to clean herself up. It was absolutely heartbreaking for Benedict to see her like this. Never before had he seen his daughter so stressed and burdened down with something. The burden was obviously heavy and it was unlike anything Benedict ever encountered before. What in the hell could he do to help her? Well… he had a few things in mind, actually.

Again, he picked up on a few things here and there, showing her distress like how she refused to have eye contact with him.

“Why did I fly here? Why am I staying here? Are you serious Cadence? You have been ignoring me, your mom… you did not even show up to the event tonight. I was waiting for you and you just ignored me. I don’t know what is wrong with you but you have scared me and scared your mom. I didn’t even know if you were alive, Cadence.” At the end of his rant, Benedict released a quiet huff of frustration and he shook his head.

Looking at her, he stepped right in front of her and placed his hands onto her shoulders. “You better look at me Cadence. Think very carefully about what you’re going to say next. I’m asking you, what is wrong with you. Don’t you tell me nothing, don’t tell me you’re sick. I promise you, I KNOW what is going on. Now is your chance to tell me what you want to tell me.” He spoke, figuring it was only fair that she had a chance to come clean one more time before he let her have it.

 

[Horror_Show]

Cadence sat pitifully on the kitchen counter top, adverting her eyes from his, focusing on the kitchen tile. He wasted no time after dropping his luggage to follow her into the kitchen and start ranting, almost scolding her for asking why he was there. She could hear the irritation and concern in his voice. She briefly looked up, to let her shadowed eyes see him shaking his head as he let out a huff. Cadence was going to slide off the counters and retreat back to the living room to make more space but that wasn’t happening.

Benedict was in front of her, both hands placed on both her shoulders. He scolded her, his demeanor had changed. He demanded she face him and tell him what was wrong. What frightened her was he said he KNEW and was just giving her a chance. What did he mean he knew? What the hell did that mean? She bravely looked at him, her puffy eyes digging into his as she exhaled.

“You know what….” She snapped glaring at him, all she do was fuel her emotions so she didn’t break, so didn’t shatter into a million pieces. “I am sick….I’m mentally sick.” She said, her words cold, almost challenging him. “You should leave.” She said blinking, still glairing, but silent tears trickled down her flushed cheeks.

 

[randomname98766789]

“Damn it, Cadence!” Benedict snapped wildly, grabbing a flower vase from the nearby counter and hurling it towards the wall. His normally bright, vivid eyes grew dark with anger and some other unknown emotion he never felt towards his daughter until recently: lust. Approaching her, he grabbed her face roughly but held her gently, not jerking her head or neck around. The pads of his thumbs cleaned her cheeks while he started speaking to his daughter again. “I know you’ve been going to therapy because of your unnatural feelings for me. Cadence… I had no idea you felt this way. You should have told me first.”

After scolding her again, he released her face and popped his knuckles. He had not really been with many women since Cadence’s mother left him. Because of that, the closest female companion he had was his daughter. She reminded him of her in so many ways, too. He often found himself looking at Cadence the way a father should not look at his own flesh and blood.

“Does it make you feel sick, Cadence? Huh?” He asked before approaching her again. In a spin of rage and confusion, he turned Cadence around so her back was facing him. Next, he pinned her down against the counter, the top half of her body against the countertop while his crotch pressed right into her behind. “Tell me, Cadence! How do you feel now? Crazy? Maybe you’re a little wet.” He said his last line with a smirk, wondering how she might react to this.

 

[Horror_Show]

Cadence kept her hands on the edges of the kitchen counter, she flinched as he snapped throwing a flower vase. She knew he did it more for affect but he did damn good at playing intimidating. He approached her and let his digits hold her face up as his thumbs wiping around fallen tears. He admitted to knowing her deepest and most painful secret. Her eyes looked up at him in awe, like someone being told something permanent. Automatically she knew he must have bribed and flown in to see her therapist. He probably knew everything about her now. He let go just like that and stood back popping his knuckles.

He faced her almost with his neck craned as he asked if it made her feel sick, almost as if he was taunting her. She gulped not knowing what to say, or what to do. He didn’t leave her with any options. He seemed pissed off as he grabbed Cadence and turned her around so her back was to his front and pinned her over the counter. He was bent over her, his face behind her ear.

“Tell me, Cadence! How do you feel now? Crazy? Maybe you’re a little wet.”

Cadence let out a shocked gasp, her eyes wide open. She tried to catch her breath and could feel his breath on her ear. His arms were forcefully holding her down. What the hell was happening! This isn’t happening….this so isn’t fucking happening her conscious screamed trying to rationalize.

“Get off….GET OFF!” She snarled and used all her strength and pushed off her elbows making them both go back. Soon as her bare feet hit the tile floor she used her right hand to push Benedict away more. Her hair had swung around as she looked at him, her eyes looked at him in confusion.

“The fuck is wrong with you!!! You need to leave….you shouldn’t have come here or gone to my therapist. Your money must buy you anything, doesn’t it!” She snapped breathing so hard, her chest was visibly noticeable.




“You just became Dr. Strange…..your apart of Marvel, and your going to what….let all that go? Kids, teens….your a super hero….what the hell are you doing.” She asked as her voice lost is aggressiveness as she seemed truly hurt. She shook her head.

“Did you really just….” She couldn’t even finish her sentence. She turned to walk away.

 

[randomname98766789]

At first, Benedict was not holding Cadence down against the counter very hard. Instead, he only wanted to test her and see how she reacted. Of course, she reacted like the male expected. She fought against him and tried to hide her feelings. That was exactly what Benedict expected. Additionally, that was the most fun he could have anyways. What fun would it be if she simply just gave into the feelings and let him have her? She was going to make him work and that was going to make Benedict feel much better and more fulfilled when he finally took her.

Nonetheless, he watched her as she cried and screamed at him but he remained unfazed. He watched her with curious eyes and when she stormed off, he did not leave yet. Instead, Benedict made sure that the doors were locked and the other lights were off so nobody would hear or see anything. From there, he walked down the long hallway and knew exactly where her room was. If she was inside the room and the door was opened then he stepped inside. If Cadence had closed the door and locked herself inside the room, then he would have kicked it open, literally.

His foot would have contacted right beside of the knob violently. He was strong and could easily kick a door off the hinges. He walked inside and immediately removed the belt from his pants and let it drop down onto the floor before crawling onto the bed.

His hands wrapped around her wrists, pinning her arms down above her head onto the mattress. This time, he kept a tight grip on her wrist and with his body. There was no chance she could escape from his grasp this time. He smirked to himself while doing this, rubbing his crotch against hers so she could feel him quite well. He said nothing else, showing off his strength by taking both of her wrists and crossing them together, pinning her with only one hand. His free hand reached down to start tugging at her pants.

 

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Cadence had retreated to her room in the hopes that he would ACTUALLY leave. Apparently he wasn’t having any of that. His actions were actually a little more focused, a little manic. Then again she had avoided him for a good lump sum of time so she figured he was worried and angry. But he also knew why and instead of acting rational he was scaring the fuck out of her. He was acting crazed; she was trying to process he had pinned her against the counter. Her mind was spinning and she was oblivious to the fact he locked her front door and turned off all the lights in her apartment.

She had left the door cracked and looked up as she saw him walk in, he used his back leg to kick the door shut and watched as he eyed her but his hand locked the door without looking at it. He was for the moment making it hard for her to escape.

“Dad….” She breathed confused, astonished. She didn’t have much time to react as she watched him drop his pants, kicking off his shoes. She was wide eyed and just sat there lost watching him. He climbed onto the mattress. His hands grabbed her wrist once again, but more forcefully. He pushed her back pinned her down, her hands above her head. He was already hard and the fact he only had on his briefs, and she had on thin sweats she felt him. There was no way she was getting him off this time. He wasted no time and criss crossed her hands, holding them with one hand, his strength was incredible. He was always working out due to his roles. He used his free hand to start tugging off her sweats. A few heavy breaths and a weird cry/gasp escaped her mouth as she looked at him.


She had fantasized about this, let it drive her sick. She rejected her own feelings, trying to get professional help, abusing medication to sedate herself….to not think of him this way. Now he was here, on top of her already trying to supposedly fuck her. It was a little overwhelming.

“Stop……you can’t do this. If anything leaked, if someone got one photo…..don’t ruin your career. I can’t fuck up your life…. you could have any fucking one!” She cried, her body writhing underneath him as she clenched her eyes shut.

 

[randomname98766789]

For a handful of seconds, Benedict tried to think about how he wanted to respond to Cadence. Would his career get ruined over this? Oh, hell yeah. At the moment, though, he did not think there was any chance of this getting leaked. He turned off all the lights and locked the door for a reason. Plus, he was not under the assumption that he was being followed. Furthermore, it could just be a father visiting his daughter harmlessly. On the off chance that someone actually followed him and saw him go into his daughter’s apartment complex, he seriously doubted anyone thought he was going to fuck her.

He noticed the tears on her cheeks and he kissed them away this time. From the left cheek to the right cheek, he cleaned off her face affectionately. His lips were surprisingly soft for his rough exterior. After kissing her cheeks, he pressed a firm kiss to her lips this time. His tongue slipped inside of her mouth, forcing her to accept his kiss. However, he was not being perverted or disgusting right now. There was a new emotion filled with his kiss and his action while his grip on her hands loosened but not enough to where she might escape easily. He wanted to make her feel his love, but he did not want her to ruin the moment with her fighting.

“I know what risk I am taking, Cadence. I know my career would be ruined if someone ever found out about this. I don’t care, though. I could have anyone and I don’t doubt that. Yet, who am I going to right now? I am going to you, Cadence. God, you’ve become such a beautiful woman. I love you. I have loved you since you were born but now I feel that love taking a new level.”

Benedict made this admission and smirked. He had no idea what got into him right now but just hearing this information while seeing Cadence so vulnerable made him want to take her. His free hand worked to start pulling down her thin sweat pants. While they surely looked good on her legs and ass, he much preferred to see her wearing nothing at all. Once he pulled those off, he just tossed them away and pressed his lips onto her neck, peppering kisses up and down her skin and flesh, pressing his crotch even closer against her than before.

 

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Cadence was being affectionately ravished by her overly compassionate and raw father. This was his career, to act, to be able to portray every emotion perfectly. She had closed her eyes trying to steady to her heavy breaths as he kissed her tears away. He loosened his grip on her wrists but only a little. He made her look at him, as he was arched, his face directly over hers. She was a little shocked, but some part of her understood. He was eccentric, estranged and it didn’t entirely seemed so far-fetched that he would want his own flesh and blood for himself.

“How long did it take you to make this decision after you found out?” She asked, her eyes narrowing looking at him. She let out harder breaths as he tossed her sweat pants off on the floor beside his own. They were both now just in t-shirts and underwear. His manhood was pressed against her own and he was fully aroused. So many of his fans would have died to be in her position.

“So….if this is happening, how long? What happens when and if leaks? You going to my new boyfriend?” She asked in a snarky seductive tone glairing from underneath him.

 

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“You’re thinking too much, Cadence. Relax and enjoy.”

Right now, he refused to have this conversation with his daughter. Benedict just wanted to make love with her and worry about the aftermath later. The male released her from his grasp long enough to pull the t-shirt up and over her head. Immediately following that, he shed his own t-shirt from his torso and they were both only clad in underwear. He kissed her on the lips this time and then pressed kisses onto her neck and down the front of her chest to her abdomen and finally down to her underwear.

He wanted to take these off next but he wanted to make it special. Therefore, he gripped her thighs lightly and then gripped the waistband of her panties with his teeth and slowly pulled them down her long, toned legs and off her feet. That was when his own boxers followed and his long, thick, hard cock was revealed to his daughter.

“Do you see this, baby? All of this can be yours and yours only.” He purred lowly, wondering if this was how she imagined him looking like and he was wondering how long she could keep denying her feelings. He felt confident in being able to make her succumb to her desires.

 

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Cadence was overwhelmed by hormones and buried thoughts. Dark deep fantasies she only let herself in indulge in when she was alone and isolated. She often even denied herself of those thoughts, those fantasies. Now her father was here and in her room wanting to make love to her, to give her exactly what she wanted...but why? Had he lost his damned mind? She wondered if it was in their blood to be insane and plagued by impure thoughts. He was an actor, one of the best. He had climbed so many stairs to get to the top and he was at the very top. She wondered if security had followed him, was outside the apartment or watching from different posts. Normally he had a way of somehow breaking free and she begged him in the past to not bring all that to her doorstep but sometimes it just followed.

He had said she was thinking to much, that was always a problem. How long had he actually known? How much money had he offered, how much acting on his strong emotions did he use, did he threaten or blackmail her own psychologist to get the information he wanted. She had small relief if there could be such a thing in the back of her mind knowing he probably didn't relay any of that information to her mother.

He perfectly peeled off her sporty PINK underwear, leaving her in her sports bra. She normally wore sporty things from Victoria Secret and other places being lazy and causal, when she was out of the public eye and spotlight. She could clean and dress up beautifully but she much preferred to be the kind of girl with no make up and clad in causal/lounge clothing, tee's and jeans. Her eyes widened as she slowly breathed, pacing herself as he revealed himself to her. He was sculpted perfectly like a Greek god, a gladiator ready to take his princess. She had seen him naked, there was footage from films, most of the films had ways with acting to hide certain angles. They didn't really fuck the other actors. It wasn't porn but it always looked real. She had also seen the leaked photo's from photo shoots that wasn't supposed to be published.

"Wow." She mouthed the word, she didn't even say it and tried to scoot back, try to give her self what pathetic space she could but he wasn't having it. She blinked hard and leaned back adverting her eyes, looking anywhere but him.

"This is really happening......shit." She breathed as he was still on his knee's leaning back observing her. She peeked back up at him and her eyes couldn't help but look at all of him. It felt so unreal, as if he wasn't actually her father. That was the fucked up part about having a celebrity as a parent. The boundary line, the memories from any point that they wasn't in the spotlight was blurred. It was so long ago. Her whole life she had been thrown back and forth and turned out well...well besides having desires that weren't really normal.

"Cay...let this happen.....let go. I know you can." Her fathers accent was strong but normal. She still couldnt tell if it was his acting or real emotion, thats how damn good he was.

"I can't...." She breathed, eyes tearing as she turned to look at the side.

"You can and you will......else this might scar the both of us. I'm not giving you a choice."

Cadence eyed him in disbelief, pain and anger, so many emotions were going through her young mind. She hated him, wanted him and was furious with him for so many reasons. Cadence glared at him with tears.

"Fuck you! You can not force me to do a damn thing!" Cadence pushed up with enough force to get out from underneath, she had to be quick. She screamed out and shoved him hard. It came unexpectedly so he fell back off guard onto her carpeted flooring looking up at her. He was stunned but looked up at her un-phased, his eyes bright.

"Is that all you got darling?" He said knowing that would only fuel her, piss her off. He was dangerously playing with her emotions. He just hoped he knew her well enough that this didn't hurt both of them. Money couldn't buy everything, especially not her happiness or well being. Cadence jumped off the bed and tried to storm out but he easily let one of his long army grab her calf and pulled her so she toppled back into him. She screamed and tried to break free but didn't give as much effort as she would have, she was losing control.

"Give in....I can make this easier" He said and suddenly he grabbed her shirt and stretched it not caring it made it bigger, he could replace anything and tied it gently around her eyes. He used his left hand to tug and make sure the knot was soft and it covered all of her eyes. Her ass was in his lap, his erection hard against her but so far they didn't move. She relaxed, letting her breathing get slower.

 

[randomname98766789]

Cadence was not the only one overwhelmed. Benedict was overwhelmed, too. With so much inconsistency in his life from his ex-wife to shooting for films at so many different locations, the only consistency was his daughter. Cadence was created from his own DNA. She was truly his and she belonged to him. In a movie or in a TV show, Benedict could become anybody and take on any role. In real life, he was always her father and these thoughts about how she looked without any clothes or the thoughts about making love with Cadence was impossible. At least, he formerly thought it was impossible. Look at things now!

In the modern culture, incest was so heavily loathed. It was disgusting and even criminal on some levels. If anyone caught this act, Benedict’s career was over. His life was over, probably. He would be the butt of a running joke that lasted a century. However, Benedict did not care about that. Did he want it so badly that he was willing to give up his entire life? The answer was yes. Cadence was that important to him. He loved her that much. She meant that much to him and he was not ashamed even if he should have been.

When Cadence was growing up in her late teenage years, he saw her becoming a young woman. From her personality to her physical body, his little girl was not so little after all. She was no longer a girl. Rather, she was a gorgeous woman that he felt envious about whenever a male looked at her. However, his protective role could not stem that far because he thought his daughter would feel repulsive if he shared these thoughts. Apparently not. He could not believe she sought a therapist to try and quell those desires. That was unnecessary.

Benedict knew that their love was so strong that if Cadence gave into him one time, that was all she needed. After one time together, she would accept his love and accept this fucked up relationship. Well, it was not fucked up for Benedict even though it might be fucked up for everyone else. He just had to convince his daughter to take this dive with him and he figured seeing him nude without any hidden angles from the camera should help her. That was his hope, anyways. It was about fully exposing himself for her, hoping she would do the same both figuratively and literally.

"This is really happening......shit."

Yes, it was. Cadence was acknowledging it. Her words might be saying “no” but her actions were saying “yes”. Besides, she had not backed away from him on the bed. She was still there with him and he wanted to continue their fun. She just needed to give him a chance.

"Cay...let this happen.....let go. I know you can."

"I can't...."

"You can and you will......else this might scar the both of us. I'm not giving you a choice."

"Fuck you! You can not force me to do a damn thing!"

It took Benedict by surprise when she shoved him off. However, it did not bother him about anything that she just did. Benedict liked a challenge and it made him chuckle, almost smirking at her. This was not a game to him, though. He wanted to make her feelings change to where she accepted him as her lover.

"Is that all you got darling? Give in....I can make this easier.”

Looking down at the gorgeous female, he suddenly shoved her down onto her stomach and decided to get rough with her. One hand gripped her hair tightly and pulled while the other pinned one of her arms down onto the bed.

“I am sorry, baby girl. You give me no choice. I know you’re going to love this. I love you. I know you love me. I know what you think about. Please, don’t fight this. I don’t give a fuck if some quack doctor or society tells you that what you think is wrong. To hell with them, Cay. I want you. I know you want me. Why the hell should anyone tell us different?”

He thought it was a great point and he let the tip of his cock rub against her folds. Now, he really did not want to force himself on her, but he would. He just watched her closely and started kissing her neck, moaning out softly.

“I will give you another chance, baby. Tell me that this is what you want and it can be easier. If not, I’ll have to do something I don’t want to do.”

 

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[ In the last post I had them on the floor because she shoved him hard off the bed. So when she crawled off he pulled her into his lap being on the floor. So I didn’t know if you still had that when you was writing. I’m using this role play as a way to kind of just exsplore ]

Cadence felt Benedicts grip tighten but felt his steady breath in his ear as he commanded her to accept this. She knew her father and he normally got what he wanted….to a point. It's how he climbed the ladder and had become an A-Class wanted actor over the past decade. It felt strange now, as if this wasn’t real but one of her buried dreams. Normally she would wake up, aroused or not, depressed and a mess as she downed chemicals to avoid dealing with her emotions. She was so positive years ago it would fade, that it was normal….it wasn't normal but neither was their relationship. It wasn’t easy being the daughter to a celebrity. She was the exact opposite of her father, an introvert, she preferred isolation over fame. She could have been one of the girls who parties, spent endless money and was all over the tabloids but that wasn’t really who she was. He said he might have to do something he didn't want to do, rape? Was he going to force himself…..wait he already practically had?

“I do…..” She said, he shoulders slouched as those two words broke down all the barriers she had made. Tears escaped, trickling down her hot red cheeks even though the make shift blind fold was still on her. She couldn’t help arching back into him as he purposely lavished her neck in kisses, moaning just because he knew it would get to her. He had the confidence other men actors would die for, but this fan wasn’t just some stranger. She was his.

Cadence shivered, trying not to cry out. She didn’t want to have a mental break down but apparently it was going to happen anyway and he was prepared. She turned her head to the left breathing out in a shudder and felt lips barely brush against hers, making her gasp out softly. Her focus and senses were so overwhelmed with what was happening, she still had no idea she was sitting on his erection, that he could feel her body reacting when she hadn’t embraced it yet.

 

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“I do.”

Benedict fucking knew it. He knew his daughter well. If these rumors were true about these strong fantasies she had about him, then there was no feasible way that she could hold back on them for so long. Especially now that his cock was pressed against her and their bodies were so close.

When his daughter started crying, he actually kissed away her tears. His erection was still clothed and against her but he made no move to do anything else right now. Instead, he reached down to grab her ass, squeezing her ass firmly while continuing to kiss her neck.

“I love you, Cadence. I know what’s best for you. I want this. You want this. I’m glad that you said you wanted this. I already knew it. You just had to realize it. Don’t you feel better already? There’s nothing wrong with this, sweetie. You can have me. You can have all of me.”

In his own sick, twisted way, Benedict saw this as making love and being sweet to his daughter after only moments ago threatening to rape her, but he had broken those barriers. Finally, he removed his erection from his pants and guided her hands to touch his cock, not worried about anything like her trying to scratch or hurt him down there. His own breathing had picked up and his eyes were wide with a light tint of red on his face from the sweating and rush of adrenaline he felt. For now, he just let his daughter explore his body.

 

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Cadence eyes were blind heightened her other senses. She had cried so many tears, self medicated and did substance abuse to the prescribed medications to bury her feelings. There was more to her youthful angst and mental instability other than the deep feelings for her own flesh and blood, like every other celebrity child, underneath the shadow of starlight she was struggling to find herself. Her parents had divorced only months after she was born. She was raised both by her loving parents, Benedict wasn’t greedy and made sure both of them were taken care of…even if he wasn’t with her anymore. Benedict had dated, been engaged twice but both fail through before he gave his name to another woman. He kept his focus on himself, his talents and career.

Her mind raced and part of her brain remembered the last time she had seen him. It was weeks ago, she had visited him during one of his press conferences for his newer marvel movie, he was getting ready to do a tour of conventions. Her anxiety pushed forward wondering what his management, the media and anybody else would think of him missing his premier. How safe was they here? How far was his security? Her thoughts were broken, crushed when his hand guided hers to his erection. Her eyes stayed closed behind the fabric but she breathed in, feeling the warm hot flesh. She had seen her father nude, in photos, in magazines, in movies….maybe even a handful of times when she was little and things were paternal and platonic in him raising her but this was totally different. He had an erection because of her? She let her hand grip his thick member and squeezed it. She felt Benedict’s body relax as he let out another sound to intensify her own confused arousal. She didn’t realize he had quite the perfect package below. Wasn’t everything perfect about him she thought sarcastically as the words came out unfiltered, showing her personality.

“Fuck me…” She breathed amazed, it wasn’t a command, it wasn’t really any sort of gesture but her own way of dealing with her feeling her own father's erection

 

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Benedict moaned when his daughter squeezed his member. Then, he heard her ask him to fuck her. Well, that was all she needed to say. With this wicked smile on his face, Benedict stood upright and dropped Cadence onto the bed. The last thing he had to do was pull down his underwear and now he stood nude before the girl even if she could not see him at this moment. Benedict thought this was poetic and beautiful. He was going to fuck his own flesh and blood – the girl that he helped create with her mother. This was something that he had done.

The thought alone made Benedict smile. God, she was so good looking and he knew that no man could ever care for her like he could. Nobody knew how to take care of a daughter much like a father did. He just realized that his fatherly instincts could help satiate her in other ways he never dreamed were possible. He only wished that she would have told him about her desires so they could have been acted on sooner. No matter how carnal they were, Benedict thought this was the romantic moment of his life.

When the male crawled on top of the bed, he suddenly pinned the girl’s arms down onto the bed, keeping her arms firmly placed above her head. His hands wrapped around her wrists yet he was not wanting to jump right into the sex yet. Instead, he took a moment to admire Cadence from her smell to how her breathing sounded and how her body wriggled underneath his own. “I love you so much, baby girl. Daddy’s going to take care of you. Don’t be afraid. Don’t feel disgusted. I want you to accept that this is the best thing we can do.” He whispered, leaning down for a kiss.

 

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Cadence was still blind folded underneath the shadow of her father, it was poetic in a general sense. She was always living in the shadow of her fathers fame, always trying to hide from the spotlight. The press loved to eat her up, she was a young beautiful growing girl and the daughter of a classy five star actor. So many people had offered to give her contracts to model, so many agencies, including huge clothing and fragrance brands that she always rejected. She did her best to live a normal isolated life and she did very well on up until recently. She thought therapy would be the answer, to finally let her buried repressed emotions be revealed. She had looked for the best psychologist who had a background in dealing with anxiety, depression and sexual repression, especially with cases of incest or extended relationship. She had let her mother know but her mother thought nothing of it, not knowing her daughters true agony. She was an adult, she had a constant income without doing anything and the best insurance someone could hope for. She chose to pay out of pocket so it wasn’t claimed not he insurance, a few good hundred each session. Somehow Benedict was able to get the information and went straight to the professional. He had his ways of persuading and manipulating to get what he wanted and he demanded to see her file, to know what was tearing his little girl apart. Was she lesbian, was she pregnant, all things he could deal with and support her with.

“Stop fucking talking…” She breathed agitated, her body squirmed, he would be able to delicately watch how her skin moved as she did, “do not say that…..please don’t refer to anything Dad related right now.” She got out, breathing hard. She heard his own long steady breath, one that told he was trying to keep his patience, she pushed up the blind fold to look up at him afraid she had pissed him off but he was grinning down at her. He knew she would do so, he was able to push buttons to get exact reactions and that’s what he loved. She was his puppet in a way, a wild one.

“Who shall I be?” He teased with a thick accent.

“God this embarrassing…” she breathed rolling her eyes raised up halfway, meeting him as he kissed her exposed shoulder blades.

 

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Finally, Benedict decided to remove the blindfold completely. It was unnecessary now. Things had taken a different tone. Though everything was still rather rough, he wanted the woman to have all her senses so she could see everything she dreamed of seeing. Besides, this is what SHE wanted after all, right? As much as she tried to repress those feelings, they still existed. Apparently, they were strong. How could she hold back anymore right now? With a smile growing on his face, he listened to her demand he not say anything related to him being her father. That only made him think about taking a new role. Besides, he changed roles from Benedict Cumberbatch to an assortment of different people constantly.

Being so good, the male could change his personality on a whim. After his daughter said this was embarrassing, he realized it was his job to make sure that the female understood it was not. There was nothing wrong with this, nothing to feel shy about. She was misleading herself and that was not what they needed right now. He was being genuine with her, and she should be genuine with him. Benedict hoped to create such an environment where that was easy for her.

“This is not embarrassing, Cadence. If this is what you want, you should have it. You deserve everything you want. I love you so much. I will give you this. I want it, too. We are both two consenting adults doing this. You think this is embarrassing or wrong just because some people say it is wrong. Guess what, baby, it is only me and you here. Obviously, I don’t mind this or I would not be doing this. I want you to tell me everything you dreamed about. Tell me what you wanted. Who should I be now? What role do you want me to take? I saw the notes. You would see a movie of mine and fantasize you about having a role in that movie with me. Don’t hold back, my love. You’re safe here with me. I’m going to make love to you tonight and you’re going to understand that this is right. Don’t your trust me? Don’t’ you love me? You know I’d never hurt you or do anything wrong to you. Take the chance, Cadence. Tell me everything.”