"Y-y-yes daddy. I understand." I whimpered.
Daddy sat back with a smug look and began to drive back down the road. We drove for over an hour until we came to a small town and daddy stopped at the gas station. He told me to run in and get him a coke while he used the bathroom. He said, "You might wanna get you one, too. We've still got three hours ahead of us 'til we make it back to my place." I did as daddy said and waited back at the truck. I decided I should probably use the bathroom too before we left. I went around back to the restrooms but only found one door. Thinking it had more than one stall, I walked in without knocking. It took me a second to realize what I was seeing. Daddy was standing there with his jeans around his ankles and his hand wrapped around his penis. His head was tilted back and I think his eyes were shut. At first I thought he was using the bathroom, but then I saw him moving his hand up and down on it and I knew he was masturbating. I couldn't take my eyes off his enormous penis! I silently slipped back out the door just as daddy groaned and I am certain I heard him say my name as he did. I ran back to the truck and waited for daddy. When he returned, he told me I should probably use the bathroom before we left. He started putting gas in the truck as I went back to the bathroom.
We got back on the road and neither of us said anything as we drove. We finally made it to his house shortly after 1. Daddy told me to get my stuff and he would show me my room. He led me upstairs to what looked like an old attic made into a bedroom. It was actually much prettier than I had expected. He told me that his mom was excited about me living there and had fixed the room up herself. He told me that my grandparents lived just behind him and we would share our meals with them.
As he left my room, he said "I've got to go to work. I've already lost half a day and can't afford to lose the rest. You get some rest but I expect dinner on the table no later than 6 o'clock. Prepare enough for four. Food is all down in the kitchen. Tonight after dinner we will go over your list of chores. I don't want you to think that you've come to the Taj Mahal! You'll work for your keep like the rest of my hands."
So that was it. Daddy didn't look at me like his little girl. I was nothing more to him than a stable hand. It was then that I decided I would bide my time and scrape and save until I had earned enough to go back home where all my friends were. I was not going to live here and be treated like the hired help.
I threw myself on the bed and cried myself to sleep. I woke with a start at 5:30 and knew I had less than 30 minutes to get dinner ready. I ran down to the kitchen and luckily found enough stuff to make a quick dinner. I was just finishing up the ice tea when daddy walked in with an older couple. I recognized them right away as my grandparents. My grandma had tears in her eyes as she held her arms out to me. She held me tight and suddenly I felt very safe. Then I turned to my grandfather. He was looking at me with what I assumed to be total disregard. He didn't smile or hug me or anything. He just turned to daddy and told him it looked like he had found a cook. He and daddy laughed. Grandma helped me serve the plates and we ate in silence. After dinner, they went into the den as I cleared the table and began to wash the dishes. Just as I finished up, daddy came back in the room and told me he wanted to go over my list of duties. He pulled out a piece of paper that had a long list of chores. He had written up a schedule of when each chore should be done and how long it should take me to do. As he finished with the list he looked at me like no daddy should look at his little girl and he said, "This is just a partial list. I will add to it as I see fit. And, you will do each chore as I wish without any complaint or you will be out of here so fast it will make your head swim. Got it?!"
"Yes, daddy." was all I could mutter.
"Good. Now you best get some sleep. You have a long day ahead of you." daddy said as he left the room. Little did I know how long the night ahead would be.
I went upstairs and took a long, hot bath and washed my hair. After drying off, I picked up my list of chores and began to go over them. I didn't want to make any mistakes and anger daddy anymore than he already was. I fell asleep on top of my bed before dressing in my nightgown and slept there until sometime in the wee hours of dawn. That's when my world crumbled. I woke to find daddy standing over me. I could see his face in the glow of the moonlight from my window. He looked strange. He didn't seem angry, but had an intense look on his face. I was scared and I sat up and pulled my quilt around me. Daddy laughed and said, "Please girl. I've seen you naked before." And with that, he yanked the quilt from my grasp. I screamed but daddy told me there was no one to hear my screams. I was shaking as I watched him pull his t-shirt over his head. As he began to unzip his jeans, the reality sunk in and I began to plead with him, "Please daddy, no!"
Daddy laughed as he said, "Oh yea, daddy likes it when you beg him like that. 'daddy, no! daddy, no!'. Well, sweet Lacey, you'd better get used to saying 'daddy, yes!' because you are mine now."
Daddy crawled up on my bed and I could see his thick manhood hanging between his legs. I had only seen a penis once before today and it was in a sex ed book at school. As scared and repulsed as I was, I couldn't take my eyes off of him. Daddy asked me, "Have you ever sucked a cock before?". I shook my head no and daddy seemed pleased. He said, "But, I bet you've let some pencil dick boy shove his puny cock in you a time or two, right?" I was shocked! "No, Daddy! NEVER!" Daddy moaned at my admission of virginity. He was still on his knees and I was back as far as I could go against the headboard of my bed. I watched his cock grow and become thicker and harder. He was lightly stroking it and telling me how glad he was that he would be my first. I kept shaking my head no as I tried to think of a way out of the room. Daddy was a big man and I knew that I could never over-power him. Daddy saw me looking for a way out and he told me, "Don't even try it, Lacey. I'm going to have you...tonight...and there is nothing you can do to stop. It can be my way and you might even like it or you can try it your way and then I will have to force you. Either way, you WILL suck my dick and I WILL fuck your pussy AND your ass. Now, which will it be? Do you want to come over here willingly or do I have to make you?"
My shoulders slumped with the resolve that there was no way out of there and Daddy smiled. He told me to stand next to the bed so he could look at me. He reached out and cupped my full breasts. I had always been shy about the ample size of my bosom. At 18, I was a 36 D. Daddy stood next to me and bent down so he could take my tit into his mouth. I gasped at the feeling of his warm mouth on my erect nipple. Daddy moaned as his mouth went from one nipple to the other. His hand found it's way between my legs and he moaned again when he saw that I was wet. He then sat on the edge of the bed and pushed me so that I was down on my knees in front of him. I wasn't sure what he wanted so I just looked up at him. Daddy got this wicked look on his face as he whispered, "Suck it, Lacey!" I began to cry and pleaded with him again, "Daddy, no! Please daddy! Anything but that!" He grabbed me by my hair and I screamed out as he forced my face toward his now throbbing cock. When I screamed, he shoved his cock into my mouth. He told me I better not even think about biting him or he would beat me to within an inch of my life. Somehow, I knew he wasn't joking. I gagged as daddy forced my head up and down on his cock. I couldn't even swallow because he kept shoving himself deep down my throat. My spit ran down my chin and that seem to spur him on.
