When your father gets home, he is pissed - he barges in the door and doesn't even have time to greet his wife, he walks straight to your room kicking the door in breaking it off from it's frame. "you little piece of disgusting filth! I can't believe you, you are not my 'son' your just a lowlife little fucking faggot!" he marches towards you grabbing you by the hair and pulling your face close to his, his breath hot on your face.
A wire in your brain crossed, a fire explodes within your core pooling into your groin; and your father smirks "Such a needed low-life disgusting pig." In his hand his is holding the same Cinderella outfit from the video, and you can't help but moan with you see it. He punches the bag into your stomach causing you to gasp, he releases the grip on your hair. "Put. It. On. Now! Change in front of me 'Rebecca' yeah, I think I'll call you that; a horny girl like you needs a name after all." He watches and laughs as you put the outfit on, you always did secretly like it when your father abuses you. When you finished putting the entire outfit on your father smacks your ass hard seemingly approving it. "What a good disgusting piece of filthy trash you are Rebecca."
The fire within you grows even hotter at your father's approval, you spin around showing just how much the outfit hugs you in all the right places, the fabric feels absolutely divine; the panties rubbing your cock feel even better. Your father motions for you to come over and wants you to turn around, he lifts up your dress exposing the panties - he grabs a fist fill of the white fabric and yanks them up giving you a wedgie; your ass cheeks fully exposed your father smacks them hard causing you to moan and drool. All your previous lovers never gave you what you truly needed, their touches were just too light, their words weren't dirty enough, they never pushed you beyond your limits. Now every lover that you ever had pales in comparison, you secretly always wished for this to happen; that you would do something bad enough for your masculine abusive father to punish you.
Your daddy grabs a fist full of your hair, yanking your head back, pulling your panties up even higher till your feet barely touch the floor; he laughs in your ear - a deep husky gravel voice echoes through your mind. Just like all the videos you've ever seen about strong masculine men putting there little sluts in their places, your father still doesn't about all those times you've snuck into your parents room, hidden in their closet watching them fuck. Always secretly wishing it was your face forced down into the mattress, being pounded; turned into nothing but a human sex toy. A drooling moaning mess screaming and babbling in pleasure, you wouldn't even care if you couldn't walk for a few weeks after.
You father releases his grip on your hair holding you by your panties, his strong thick arm tosses you on the bed as if you were nothing more then a twig; you land with a thud the dress falling over your face. Your daddy comes up behind and spanks your fat ass making it jiggle, causing a whimper and moan to escape your lips; the spanks get more intense but you don't mind at all - You're a greedy whore little bitch disgusting faggot and you know you deserve this.
"Your ass feels so good Rebecca, who's a good slutty bitch, TELL ME; YOU WHORE!" your daddy keeps smacking your ass harder, till it is bright pink the same as your panties; despite the pain your greedy body begs for more. Your daddy flips you over into your back not giving you anytime to readjust, his Primal instincts are almost animalistic clawing and tearing at the princess outfit; leaving the outfit in shreds. You're a bit disappointed cause you did feel pretty, but now you feel even more like Cinderella; your dress torn to rags so you have nothing to wear. Your daddy looks down to you smirking his gaze intense, you look up at him feeling so small and vulnerable; in his eyes now you are a disgusting piece of faggot trash.