(Anal Rape, Daddy-Daughter Incest, Unprotected Sex, Humiliation, Bondage, Spanking, Public Nudity)
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Shandra is thrilled to go to Daddy-Daughter work day. She's always wanted to go see her Daddy, a big-time CEO, in action at the office.
But he never let her, saying she wasn't "adult" enough to take in what goes on at the office.
Now she's 18, and Daddy lets her accompany him, cautioning her to remain quiet, to learn from Leslie, his office assistant, because good little women – and girls – knew their place in the office, and that place was to serve the big boys running the company.
Shandra has other ideas, telling her Daddy she's going to be CEO of the company just like him one day, and she's not interested in learning what an executive secretary does.
Then Daddy gives Shandra personal lessons in what he expects from women in the office, when he locks her in his office, strips her nude, spanks her bare ass without mercy before raping her in that tiniest, tightest of holes, showing very clearly that when Daddy's in charge, everyone serves him, even his little princess...
"Please, Daddy, please, no," Shandra whimpered, backing away. He stepped toward her, and she continued back pedaling until she was cornered.
Daddy smiled, though there was no humor in it. He grabbed her, turned her around and pushed her forward, against the conference table, then he leaned against her, his weight pinning her to the table while he reached around from behind, squeezing and pinching her nipples.
Shandra screamed at the pain, at the feel of his hands on her body. He laughed, squeezed her nipples harshly between his index fingers and thumbs, then pulled them forward, away from her body, stretching the nipples, pulling the breasts. Shandra cried, leaning forward, forward, as far as she could over the table, yet he continued pulling, stretching, as she pleaded for him to stop.
Then he let go and her breasts sprung back, then bounced around some before coming to rest, hanging from her chest.
He stepped back, slipped his fingers inside the top of her skirt. Shandra froze – a strange tremor of ... arousal flared through her body, mixed with fear and shame.
Daddy slipped his hands down further.
"Ah, no panties?"
Shandra felt her face grow hot. Her Daddy has whipped her bare legs, yanked off her blouse and bra, fondled and hurt her bare breasts, yet she was suddenly embarrassed that he knew she didn't wear any panties.
"Well, my little slut of a daughter, I guess that just means you want it."
With that he yanked her skirt down, and suddenly she was there, bent over the conference table, nude...
