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“No, I won’t!” she snapped. “I’m not washing up and I’m not staying in on a Friday night. I can do what I damn well please. I’m a grown-up now.”
“I don’t care how big you think you are, young lady. You’re living under my roof.”
“It wasn't my choice!”
“No, but your mother didn't want you, so it’s the only choice you have.” I pushed from the sofa and stood tall. “I’m sick of your games, Ruth.
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I wasn't normally the type of guy to let life beat me, but I was at the end of my rope. I never expected that life as a single dad would be a walk in the park, especially to an eighteen-year old daughter who never followed my rules - but it turned out to be so much harder than I’d ever imagined.
Ruth never respected me. Everything I asked her to do, she’d contradict, and every time I’d try to reason with her, being as fair as I could, I’d be met with contempt.
She was a wild thing; flunking her college studies, staying out until the early morning, and making a show of me in the local community by having a reputation as an ‘easy’ girl.
I guess I shouldn't have expected her to show me respect, though, after all she hardly knew me.
READ MOREHer mother and I split up years ago when Ruth was much younger, so when she called me up and asked me to take custody of her one day, my world turned upside down. My ex was moving to Europe with her new man, and with no one else able to look after her, it was up to me to take Ruth in.
I didn't know my daughter because I hadn't had a relationship with her in years. Her shitty mother never made good on the access I was supposed to have when we divorced, so we just lost contact. Now, though, out of the blue, Ruth was living with me.
I knew nothing about her. All we had in common was blood. Yes, she was my daughter, but she may as well have been a total stranger. And that’s where the real danger was.
Not only was she a disobedient brat — with a shitty attitude that made me seethe with anger — but she made my cock harder than any girl I’d ever seen.
With jet-black hair, pouty red lips, bright-blue eyes, and the most toned little body I’d ever seen, now that she was an adult, she made me lust after her daily.
I was certain that she knew I had a perverted interest in her. I think that’s why she acted up so badly. One word and she could have really fucked up my life and ruined my respectable standing in the community.
She got off on teasing me too; flaunting her nubile body any chance she got just to test my reaction. That normally meant she’d stroll around the house half-naked. Whether it was tiny shorts and skimpy tops, or nothing but panties and bra, every time I’d see her I’d think of sex — hard and nasty daddy-daughter sex!
One day I had enough of her games. I found a Free Use potion on the black market that a buddy of mine had sworn by. I knew it worked when he tested it out on one of our nights out. He had hot and sexy girls swarming around him like bees around honey.
I'd never had use of it until now. And I had tried for weeks not to buy some for myself. But Ruth wasn't acting like a daughter should. So, if she wasn't going to accept me as a real father, then she’d soon learn to accept me as her master in the bedroom.
It was no good trying to pretend we had a normal relationship anymore. And it was futile to even hope we would. I had missed too much. All I wanted now was her snug pussy and juicy ass. I wanted her full willingness and compliance to let me do whatever I wanted to do to her in bed.
If she wouldn't be a good daughter to me then she would be my naughty sex slave. And if I had total control of her, then all my troubles would be over. I’d make her daddy’s little girl, and brand she forever by blasting a baby right into that perfect, trim little belly of hers!
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