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Everything felt like a dream. Hands slid over my skin, scouring and exploring every inch. Water poured and flooded, soap lathered, fingers probed. Daddy had been very thorough as he helped me clean every speck of my previous transgressions from my body, inside and out.

The only part of the experience which broke my heart, had been his use of gloves. He wouldn’t even touch me. I was too filthy, too disgusting to touch. He said it was because of the other people, he didn’t know what diseases their fluids carried. However, the truth was, if they did carry diseases, then I was contaminated. And the truth hurt more than I ever thought possible.

I hadn’t thought of the consequences before the party, not even during it. I only thought of the pleasure.

Yet, there I sat, scrubbed, cleaned and scoured. And I still felt dirty.

Nothing could have stopped the tears in my eyes as it all hit me. It wasn’t about the sex, or the number of people; but the lack of responsibility. I hadn’t been responsible. I had trusted Alex and she hadn’t been responsible either. And that immaturity prevented me from being worthy of the only man who mattered to me.

“I’m so sorry Daddy.” My lips trembled.

Wrapping a warm towel around my nude form, he hugged me close. “I know. What happened was the impetuousness of youth. I’m hoping you learned your lesson though. I am serious about my rules. No one touches you unless I say so. You understand?” I nodded my head, wet tresses falling forward to drip tendrils of water between my breasts. “Good. My rules will keep you safe.” He kissed my forehead tenderly and then sighed. “Baby, I don’t want to see you cry. But I want you to remember this. I want you to learn from this. Remember the fear and disappointment so that it motivates you to always follow my rules.”

“Yes Daddy.”

“Alright, that’s enough of this. It’s over and in the past. All we can do now is wait until you can be tested properly. Meanwhile, I still plan on making use of this gorgeous body and testing out just how comfortable with my lifestyle, you are.” He smirked as he dried my eyes. “First things first. Exactly how did you get into my closet? I keep that locked.”

I dropped my eyes out of shame and embarrassment. “Last summer, I was supposed to be staying the weekend with Alex. I think you assumed I wouldn’t be home at all. But, I forgot my swimsuit for the pool party we were going to. We both came home to get it and I needed a wet bag, like you take with you to the gym. So, I was gonna borrow yours from your gym bag in your room.”

There was a pause. “Go on.” He ordered.

“Well… your closet was left open slightly, the key still in the door. I was just curious since you never let me see inside.”

“What did you think?”

I smiled slightly at the memory. “Alex and I missed the party entirely. We were so shocked and turned on by the toys we knew we wanted to look at your videos, but didn’t have time. So, took the key to the hardware store to make a copy. We put the original back and left the house only minutes before you were supposed to be home. After that, we could sneak in anytime we knew you were gone.”

Silence. Nothing but silence followed. I was so curious about his reaction, I dared to glance up briefly. His lips were pressed into a thin line and a hard expression was cut across his face. Damn it, I screwed up again. As my shoulders dropped, he finally spoke. “I’m not sure if I should be angry or proud. The father side of me is proud that you are a smart and resourceful girl. However, it is that same father side of me who is pissed off you had such little respect for my privacy. As a Dom, I’m furious about the blatant disrespect over clear boundaries. However, at the same time, I can’t deny that you wouldn’t be naked in front of me if you hadn’t explored on your own.”

He stepped back, taking the heat which surrounded me with him. To my shock, he took the towel as well. As he turned from me, he added. “It seems we’re going to have to start with basic rules and expectations. Follow me.” He ordered and left his ensuite bathroom to head into his bedroom.

Obediently, I followed, watching his muscles move under the tight t-shirt he wore. As he sat on the edge of his bed, I started to kneel in front of him. “No. Over my knee.”

Was he serious?

Yes. The steel determination in his grey eyes screamed serious.

Nervously, I did as he directed. I folded myself over his knee as his other leg moved to lock me into place. My face buried itself into the mattress as the first strike of pain radiated across my damp ass.

“There are several forms of punishment I can give when you break the rules. Everything is at my discretion, whether it is spanking, paddling, using a belt, a cane, or something else I come up with. Every punishment will have a set structure. You will tell me what you did wrong. I will inform you of your punishment. From there, you will count as each increment happens, more will be added if you forget. Then, at the end, you will thank me for being a loving Daddy who wants Nevşehir Escort his daughter to obey the rules. Understood?”

Nodding quickly, I rush out anything I could think of. “I’m sorry Daddy. I was a bad girl who went into your closet without permission. I knew it was off limits, but I broke your rules anyway, on multiple occasions.”

“Good girl. As we’re just getting started, I’m going to be lenient just this once. Today, is your chance to learn the rules, so you will only get twenty spankings. In the future, if you go into some place that I tell you is off limits, you will get forty strikes. I will get a new dresser to place items you can have access to under my direction. Otherwise, all parts of my room are off limits unless I give specific instructions. Have I made myself clear?”

“Yes Daddy.”

Without another word, his hand landed on my upturned bum. The sound of skin landing on skin echoed in my ears as the heat flashed across the flesh. I whimpered in response to the pain, nearly forgetting to count. “One.” I rushed out before I made him angry.

Smack!

“Two.”

The sounds and strikes continued until I was a sobbing mess once again.

I don’t think I’ve ever cried so much in my life. Even after my mom died, I felt numb. Then I tried to be strong and now show anyone just how much it affected me inside. In the end, I cried only a few times. Perhaps it was why my father had worried about my depression?

Yet, when I arrived home to a complete dream come true, and I fell apart every other minute. What a roller coaster ride. The constant fear of him changing his mind, or him thinking less of me, the guilt and shame for my mistakes.

Only, this time, my tears were from pain rather than guilt. I felt that too. However, I knew he was right. If I hadn’t broken the rules, I wouldn’t have been there, with him, at that moment. I couldn’t feel guilty for something that gave us such a gift. Yet, I couldn’t revel in the gift, not when I hurt so much. Even the air moving over my skin felt like rubbing salt in a wound.

Never. Absolutely never, would I go into my father’s things again. I couldn’t take another punishment, let alone one that was worse. I couldn’t handle his disappointment.

“Twenty. Th, th-thank you Daddy, for b, b-being a loving Daddy who wants an obedient d, d-daughter to follow the rules. I promise Daddy, I’m learning. I want to be a g, g-good girl who earns your love.”

His hands slid over the inflamed mounds of flesh. “Good. Because I honestly don’t like giving punishments. Feel me, I’m not even hard.” I reached my hand down to his crotch and felt his flaccid cock. “I do it to teach, not to be turned on.” Daddy helped me stand before he stood in front of me once again. “I like to watch or give pain when I know it’s also pleasurable. But, I never enjoy giving pain that makes you cry, especially you. I can’t stand to see you cry because of me. I really hope you can be disciplined and follow the rules so we don’t have to do this often.”

“I’ll t, t-try.” I promised him sincerely.

“I’m sure you will.” He kissed my forehead again. “Now, go wash your face and come right back to kneel before me as you were about to do before.”

I tried to shake off my frazzled nerves as I ran to do as my father had commanded me to do. I was completely naked, in his personal bathroom, getting ready to submit to my father as he taught me his rules.

Holy fucking shit!

It was really happening!

All of the raging emotions of fear, disappointment, self-degradation, pain, and worry… crashed into excruciating silence.

Daddy was teaching me.

Looking into the mirror, I smiled as I quickly brushed my hair with my fingers and splashed cold water over my face. I needed to stop worrying and embrace the reality. He hadn’t pushed me away. He wouldn’t teach me his rules if he didn’t want it at least half as much as I did.

I padded my way to my father’s feet and dropped to my knees as I saw girls do in his videos. My excited fingers dug slightly into the flesh of my knees in an effort to keep them rooted where they were supposed to be. My eyes fixated on his well polished, black leather, shoes.

“Now, baby girl, you and I are going to play a little. It’s an ice breaker of sorts, a chance to start this all on a better note than all the tears.” He smiled. It was a warm, loving smile. A smile from my father, the man I loved with all my heart. “What was your favorite video to watch?”

My cheeks felt warm as I’m sure I blushed. “The one with two girls. One of them looked a little like mom.”

One dark brow rose over his grey eyes. “Could you be more specific? I’ve had a lot of threesomes and to be honest, I kind of have a thing for perky little brunettes.”

“Umm, well… she was bent over some bench that vibrated, but her hands were tied behind her back and kept her suspended almost in mid air where you could fuck her while pushing her face into the redhead’s pussy, or you could squeese between them and fuck the redhead Nevşehir Escort Bayan while the other girl licked your ass.”

He chuckled. “Oh, yes. I do remember that one. If I remember right, the redhead was tied to my bed, completely spread open, but the brunette had weighted clamps swinging from those gorgeous tits.”

I nodded.

“Who did you want to be? The brunette or the redhead?”

“The brunette.”

“Sounds like a fantastic start.”

Daddy must have noticed the confusion on my face. I was scared to ask, I didn’t have permission to ask. Yet, he prompted the topic anyway. “I don’t have a redhead for you to eat tonight, but I do have the bench and other toys.”

My eyes grew wide and a smile spread across my lips.

I remained where I was as he moved around the room, preparing for the play we were about to experience together. Even through all of the videos and my snooping every chance I had, I hadn’t noticed a few glaring details.

First, I knew the girl was suspended, but never saw anything on the ceiling for her to be suspended from. My jaw dropped in utter surprise as Daddy clicked on a remote he pulled from his locked nightstand drawer, only then did his ceiling part above the bed and expose an opening which stretched several feet in every direction around the centralized bed. Above the mechanical false ceiling were a series of tracks with sliding pieces. Sturdy metal rings hung from them, yet nothing else. Perhaps other bars, chains and various things could be attached to those? My imagination ran wild.

The second shock of the moment was to watch my father open a door behind his book shelf.

Seriously!

The closet had been enough of a surprise when I was able to see inside. It stood out in his room, drew attention and curiosity. After all, he had a large walk in closet full of his clothing and shoes. So, why did he need a cheesy sliding door closet covered with mirror doors? It didn’t fit the dignified style of my father or his room. But once I could see inside, I was flabbergasted to discover a chair on one side, bolted to the floor. The glass was one way, so the person in the chair could see everything in the room. Above the chair was a shelf with a hook that I dreamed of having my arms handcuffed to. And above the shelf was a video recorder. Across the rest of the shelf were dozens of home movies. It didn’t take a genius to guess the movies were filmed in the room and were of naughty content. That fueled my need to get my own key to the closet. That and the racks of toys which lined the other half of the closet. Floggers, clamps, crops, paddles, and more. Oh so many delicious ways to play. I had sampled in all of them to the best of my ability. So, it had never occurred to me that Daddy would have more secret locations for more toys.

I really wanted to see into the other area. However, my ass still burned from the spanking. I didn’t want to earn another punishment. Certainly not when I was so close to getting to actually play with my Daddy. No, I had to be a good girl and wait patiently. If he wanted me to see, he would tell me. Those damned rules were going to be the death of me one day, he was so fucking tempting with so many secrets offering infinate possibilities.

As he emerged from the shadows behind the bookshelf, Daddy pushed the bench I had seen in the video. No wonder I had never seen it before. I had actually looked for it, but ultimately assumed it was borrowed or one of the girls brought it.

Just the sight of it made my body react. My nipples hardened more than they had already been. I could feel the cool air of the room blow over my suddenly soaked pussy, the juices flowed down the crack toward my asshole, making me clench in need.

It was an actual fantasy come to life.

My father pushed the bench into place and locked the wheels before he returned to his hidden room to gather more.

My heart raced in anticipation as he stepped back into the room with his steel gaze locked straight into my own hazel eyes. He smirked before he layed out several toys on the bed.

“Let’s get started.” He announced. “First, I want to just watch you. Climb up on the bed and spread yourself for me, open those lips wide so I can really get a good look at that pink cunt.”

His words, his voice, it all sent shivers of excitement down my spine as I quickly followed his command.

“Now, touch yourself. I want to see how you would play with your body while you think of me, while you look at me.”

I couldn’t stop the moan which escaped my lips. “Yes Daddy.”

My hands slid to my breasts first, hoping to relieve some of the ache. I traced along the swollen cups, teasingly, as his eyes followed. I always loved the slow build up, the anticipation. Then one finger grazed my left nipple causing my back to arch and my teeth to bite into my lip. I saw my father’s cock twitch in his pants as he grinned back riveted to every movement. Slowly, I started to tease at that nipple until my hips started to rock. Then I switched Escort Nevşehir to the other nipple, paying it the same attention. By the time I could feel the pleasure build to the point that my back arched dangerously high, I pinched and pulled at both nipples harder, my legs instinctively opened wider, desperate to give Daddy a show, to draw him closer.

I trembled just from the breast play, but it wasn’t enough. Not by a long shot. Certainly not while I could feel the heat of Daddy’s lust filled eyes on my skin. I needed more. So, my fingers sought the place that needed them most. One hand spread my lips wide, as he asked. The other started its teasing dance around my swollen flesh. I moaned and writhed like a wanton slut, lost in the pleasures and the intense eroticism of my Daddy watching it all.

As my legs started to tremble, I asked for permission. “Please Daddy, can I cum?”

It was only then that he moved from where he stood. “No baby, not yet. It’s time to change things a bit.” He handed me a large silicone dildo with a ball sack hanging from the base. “Use this and fuck that greedy little cunt.”

Using my juices, I lubed up the toy and slowly slid it into my well used hole. Yet, despite the amount of use the night before, I still had to go slow. The dildo was larger than any of the boys I had been with. It hurt a little and I needed time to adjust. However, I was so wet, it didn’t take too many slow thrusts of the toy before it started to slide deliciously deep.

I had done such things for Alex many times, but doing it in front of Daddy as he kneeled between my legs to watch closely, damn, it had to be the hottest thing in the world. It only took a few short minutes before I could feel my thighs tremble in a sign of the orgasm that wanted to be released.

However, I was shocked when Daddy slapped my inner thigh, making me cry out as I edged away from the peak of pleasure. “No cumming yet. I want to see your cunt stretch like the slut hole it is.” His eyes never left my engorged pussy. “Just how many boys have fucked this hole? Did you even keep count?”

“No Daddy, I’m sorry. I don’t know.”

He huffed and looked up at me. “A true whore then. And what does my slutty little girl think of the cock in her sloppy cunt?”

“It feels so good. Thank you Daddy. Thank you for letting me fill my cunt with such a large cock.” I trembled as his words pushed me closer to the edge. Gone was the hesitant father who wanted more than he should. There, right then, was the Dom I had witnessed in his videos. The crude, dominating, degrading man I had fantasized about so many times before.

Purposefully, he kneeled on the bed and put on a pair of vinyl gloves before he reached over and pushed my hand to the side, taking over the pace and force of the fucking I received. “And does my whore daughter like having her cunt pounded by her Daddy?”

“Yes! God, yes Daddy! Please fuck me harder!” I screamed out as he drove the synthetic cock into my soaked vagina. The pleasure sent fireworks through me as I climbed higher than ever before. He slapped at my bouncing breasts, letting me ride even higher before meeting my peak, using the pain to distract me from that last push.

“Did you know this is the same size as my cock? Just look at the comparison.” My eyes flew open to see his pants lower on his hips, exposing the steel rod I had craved for months. He watched me as he stroked his large dick, almost exactly the same as the one which gave me blinding pleasure. I damn near lost the battle, right then and there.

“Please, please, please, please, please. Daddy, please let me cum.”

My eyes were glued to his fist as he stroked himself harder and faster. “Not yet baby. Be a good little cum slut and wait until I say.”

Biting into my lip, my fingers dug into the sheets of the mattress, anything to stop my orgasm from toppling over before he told me I could.

“Cum now!” He shouted as he slammed the dildo all the way in and pressed his cock only an inch from my clit, letting jets of sticky cum pelt the sensitive pearl like a water gun taking perfect aim.

And I lost it.

My walls clenched around the large cock buried deep in my cunt while my clit erupted in pleasure with every splash of my father’s taboo cum. The whole thing was so overwhelming I shuddered violently as I screamed out my release.

Time ticked by as I slowly regained sanity and looked up to my father. He smirked at me before looking down at my cum covered pussy. “I guess you really are a cum slut. A good little cum slut wouldn’t let such a mess go to waist, would she?”

“No Daddy.” I mumbled as my fingers scooped up his salty cum and brought it to my lips where I licked each finger clean before they returned to fish out more from my soaked pussy. The mix of his cum and mine was so arousing I couldn’t help but make a few unnecessary passes over my clit as I scooped.

When I was done, my father pulled the dildo from my hole and told me we were just getting started.

With shaking arms, I pushed myself up, ready to see what he had in mind next. Like the gentleman he could be, Daddy offered his hand to help me stand in front of him. Tenderly, his fingers grazed over my cheeks as he cupped my face and stared intently into my eyes. “Are you still certain this is what you really want? You want this from me?”

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