Dog Fucking 15: Mind Controlled To Marry Daddy’s Dog

by Suzi Storm

Book Cover: Dog Fucking 15: Mind Controlled To Marry Daddy's Dog

My daughter’s wedding was in a week. As her father, I didn't want to lose her. I didn't want to walk her down the isle. I loved having her around and the thought of her leaving the nest - forever - was absolutely devastating to me.

It was selfish, I know. But had just been her and I and I didn't want that to change.

The only way to make that happen was to get her married off...

To my dog.

Excerpt:

My 18-year-old daughter, Sylvia's, wedding was in a week. Thing was, as her father, I didn't want to lose her. I didn't want to walk her down the isle. I loved having her around and the thought of her leaving the nest - forever - was absolutely devastating to me.

It was selfish of me, I know. But for the past number of years it's just been her and I and I didn't want that to change.

The only way to make that happen was to get her married off...

To my dog.

I know it was sick. It was wrong, it was vile and it was extremely underhanded. But I needed Sylvia home. By me. She was almost like a surrogate wife. Her beauty, her grace - and more importantly, her cleaning abilities.

The real question was: how was I going to do that? I only had a week to make it happen. I needed something and I needed it fast.

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Calling up my old army buddy, I explained to him my dilemma. Told him I needed something that would make my daughter do what I wanted. He laughed and nodded. He knew exactly the issue.

"So, do you have anything?"

"Do I?" He laughed again. "You know Jenna, right?"

"Your sweet, innocent daughter?"

His laughed echoed through the room. "Yeah. Innocent. So how do you think I keep a 20-year-old innocent?"

I said nothing, just waited with baited breath for him to tell me.

"I'll tell you how. Pills."

"Pills?"

"Yeah. Mind control pills. Now don't go around tellin' nobody. It ain't none of their got damn beeswax.

My ears perked up when he said that. Over the course of the next half-hour, he explained everything I need to know about the "pills" as he called them and exactly how they worked.

This was perfect! Now, I just needed to set up my little plan.

My little plan ended up being kind of funny. I didn't want her to call off the wedding for no reason. So, I made one up. For her to tell everyone.

I dropped the mind control pill in her favorite wine and when she was good and docile, I explained to her what I wanted her to say.

I wanted her to tell everyone to call off the wedding - that she'd eloped with another man and was marrying him.

To make it convincing to her - even in her altered mind - I told her that she was marrying Mac, our Rottweiler. I knew she loved him dearly and would be thrilled to know that they were getting married.

Phone calls were made, angry text messages blew up her (and my) phone. Many tears were had - but not by Sylvia - she was as happy as a clam.

"Now you can stay home and help daddy." I said with a sigh of relief, kicking back in my recliner and knocking back a beer.

Everything was perfect.

Until that night.

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