When I tell my daughter it's time to get filthy with daddy she probably thinks I'm referring to painting the bedroom. But I have a whole other kind of filth in mind...
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“Are you ready to get filthy with daddy?” I shouted on my daughter Rachael who was downstairs. I was decorating the bedroom so she would assume that what I meant was she would give me a hand and get herself all covered in paint in the process. But that was not quite what I had in mind for my little girl.
My heart was thumping in my chest as I heard her footsteps on the stairs. This was is it, the moment of truth. She came to the bedroom door.
“Daddy, do you mind if I go to the toilet first?”
Those words made my cock twitch, I had timed it perfectly. I looked at my daughter. What a fresh faced beauty she was, with her red locks flowing down past her shoulders. She was all mine and she was the prettiest thing on God’s green earth. That was what would make the depravity to follow so beautiful. Now it was time to put the mind control device into action. You truly could find anything on the internet these days.READ MORE
I took the cylindrical and metallic device out of my pocket. Before Racheal could ask what was going on, I clicked on the red button at the side. The device emitted a bright white flash which I shielded my eyes against.COLLAPSE