Daddy’s Little Sex Doll II

I waited patients for him to come home from work as I did everyday. But lately I found out a few things; 1. He loved to fuck like no ones business. 2. He liked his wife to watch. 3. He didn’t’ care what he did to me nothing was off limits. Why did I allow this to go on, one might ask? Did I really have a choice, he was my father and little girls typically did what their Daddy’s said for them to do without asking questions or there could be punishment involved. In my case, there would indeed be punishment if I didn’t do as I was told. I sat in my little school uniform, because he never allowed me to change until he said that I could change. My uniform was pleated skirt blue plaid, white button down collared shirt, and a blue sweater, knee socks and brown ugly shoes that they required us to wear at my high school. I said with my hands folded in my lap, and quietly sat waiting, trying not think about what could happen when Daddy walked through the door.

I head the back door creak, and my heart started to pound. I heard the sound of his keys being laid on the table and heard his jacket being unzipped. I listened for his footsteps, but really couldn’t decide if I heard them or my heart beating rapidly in my chest. He appeared around the corner in his pleated khaki pants, and his green shirt that he had to wear to his office. He smiled at me when he saw me. I smiled back a weak smile. I knew I was going to have a heart attack at the tender age of 14, I knew it was going to happen my heart was beating so fast. “Hi, angel,” he said. I managed to open my mouth, “hi Daddy,” I said. He walked over and sat down beside me on the sofa. “So, what did my little angel learn at school today, he asked? This was the normal Daddy and daughter conversation, but I knew what it was going to lead to. Because, it happened every single day. “I learned about chemistry today and what chemical not to mix together to create an explosion,” I replied. He shook his head as if he understood, however, when I looked at him I knew he wasn’t listening he was looking at my heaving breast. I sat perfectly still as he taught me, and I learned quickly this is what really turned him on. The kill, more or less, going in for the forbidden delight he found inside me.

Daddy reached over and put his hand on my knee, I knew where this was headed. I pushed his hand away. He frowned, “now Angel, you know better than that,” he said.