Slipping My Daughter A Love Potion, Then Taking Advantage Of Her

by Amber FoxxFire

My eyes could not tear away from my daughter, Emma. She was my beautiful 18-year-old princess and I was in awe of her beauty. I had adored her forever, and now that she had blossomed into adulthood, my love for her was stronger than ever.

I could not bear to be away from her and I had to find a way to get her to stay with me forever, no matter what the cost.

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My eyes could not tear away from my daughter, Emma. She was my beautiful 18-year-old princess and I was in awe of her beauty. I had adored her forever, and now that she had blossomed into adulthood, my love for her was stronger than ever.

I could not bear to be away from her and I had to find a way to get her to stay with me forever, no matter what the cost.

After much thought, I decided that I would use something potent enough to make Emma fall under my spell. I had heard of love potions before, but I wasn’t sure how to go about getting one.

I knew that I had to find something that would give me power over Emma and make her mine. After a few days of research, I managed to track down a powerful love potion.

It was said to be able to make someone fall deeply and uncontrollably in love with the one who administered it. I was determined to find this potion and make Emma my own.

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I headed over to an underground part of the city in the dark hours of the night and made my way to a secluded alley. There, I found an old man sitting in front of a dimly lit table. I could tell that he was a potion seller by his hooded cloak, strange tattoos and cackle.

He looked up at me and nodded, passing me a small bottle of the potion along with strict instructions on how to use it.

“This is a powerful elixir,” he said in a raspy voice. “A single drop is enough to make the strongest of hearts fall hopelessly in love. But be careful, my friend. Too much of this potion and you will consume your own heart as well.”

The old man went on to say that I should use the potion sparingly and only when I was ready to take the next step in my relationship.

I took the bottle home and kept it hidden away until the right time came. As soon as Emma walked into the room, I knew it was time to put my plan into action. I took out the bottle and carefully administered the potion into a glass of champagne for her to drink.

My daughter, Emma, was a beautiful young woman. She had long, golden-brown hair that flowed down her back and sparkling green eyes that lit up when she smiled.

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