BDSM Incest 1: Gave My Daughter A BDSM Pill

by Velvet Diamond

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Now that my wife had left, My 18-year-old daughter, Rachel, and I were left to our own devices. It wasn't so bad, Rachel was pretty much ready to take over the household duties.

However, living with a tall, voluptuous sex kitten was extremely difficult, since I was her father and couldn't really make any moves on her.

That all changed, however, when I stumbled upon a black market BDSM pill.

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Now that my wife had left, My 18-year-old daughter, Rachel, and I were left to our own devices. It wasn't so bad, Rachel had learned a lot from her mother and was pretty much ready to take over the household duties.

However, living with a tall, voluptuous sex kitten was extremely difficult, since I was her father and couldn't really make any moves on her.

That all changed, however, when I stumbled upon a black market BDSM pill.

There were several variations, some added in extra fertility, others added in pure mind control – each with increasingly higher prices. I stared at the screen for several minutes, just trying to wrap my mind around the entire process. Was this legal? Did I care? Who would I use a BDSM pill on?

"Hi, daddy!" Rachel smiled as she bounced through the room on the way up to her bedroom.

My cock immediately tented in my pants. I turned and watched her sashay up the stairs, my eyes fixated on her tight little ass.

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Rachel? Could I really apply Rachel with a mind altering drug?

Apparently I could, as my cock voted for me and pretty much typed in my credit card info.

The moment I hit purchase, I began to shake. This was sick, man! I just bet this type of activity was completely illegal and if I got caught, I'd be thrown in the slammer for years…

The waiting was the worst. It took three full days before the ultimate mind control/BDSM drug arrived by courier.

The entire time, I had to live with my 18-year-old daughter, knowing that I was going to be violating her autonomy.

To say it was extremely difficult to make eye contact with her, would've been an understatement. I felt like if she were to gaze into my eyes for a fraction of a second too long, she would know what I was doing. Of course, that was bullshit, but that was how my brain worked.

When she didn't know I was looking, I stared at my voluptuous, 18-year-old daughter in a new light. I don't think I had realized until that moment how much she had grown and how beautiful she'd really become. It was like realizing a rose had suddenly bloomed where before it was just budding.

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