This is a story about a girl meeting her new Daddy. It involves the ideas of breeding, milk, and virginity.
I may continue the story and have many ideas but I would prefer to find out if you like it. Constructive criticism accepted.
I apologize in advance for type-os.
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I sat by the window watching my Daddy direct the gardeners and started to recall what it was like when I met him.
One morning Papa told me I was going to meet my new Daddy.
I tried to ask what he meant and Papa wasn't very forthcoming.
He told me to bathe and rid myself of hair below my neck.
Mama had shown me what to do so I was already quite smooth.
"Lottie," she said, "it is a woman's duty to be smooth all over."
I didn't understand what she meant but I had been keeping myself smooth since she showed me what to the day after my 18
th
birthday.
"Lottie, I have a new dress for you to wear today," Papa said as he entered my room.
"Remove your robe and stand naked before me."
I had never been naked in front of him before and hesitated.
"Charlotte, you know it is your duty to obey your parents. Do as you were told."
I slowly slid my robe down my shoulders; still holding it at my waist.
"Charlotte!" He ordered as he began to undo his belt.
I did as I was told to avoid punishment.
"You have grown into a beautiful voluptuous woman Charlotte. I wish you could stay with me," he stoically stated as he ran his finger from neck to just below my belly.
There must have been draft because my nipples got really hard when he did it.
Papa noticed and ran a finger around each. To my surprise it made them more hard and made me tingle inside.
"Charlotte, you are going to make your new Daddy so happy. Your breasts are heavy, perfect for feeding babies."
When he lifted each of my breasts in his strong hands and squeezed, it felt like a fire started in me.
Papa told me as he walked behind me, "You have a thick firm bottom your Daddy will love to punish."
Papa whispered in my ear as he ran his finger down the cleft in my bottom, "Does this feel good Charlotte? Me touching you?"
I didn't know what to say and stood motionless.
Papa didn't wait for an answer and walked to my bed and opened the box he had laid there.
He approached me with a sheer cotton shift. I noticed it was a nearly see through robe, for the most part, cream in color.
After he slid it around my shoulders and tied it loosely above my breasts he pinched my nipples.
Papa moaned and I inhaled deeply. I felt my girl parts start to dampen and I realized I did like it.
He walked to the bed and lifted a brightly colored corset that he proceeded to lace and tie tightly just below the bow between my breasts.
"You are stunning Charlotte. I'm so jealous your Daddy will get to slide inside you."
"I think you are ready to go. Go say goodbye to Mama."
"Goodbye?"
"Yes Lottie. Goodbye for awhile, not forever."
I was so scared. So confused. What was going to happen to me?
I looked in the mirror and realized I might as well be naked. My dark nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric and my breasts looked large being lifted by the corset. The little cleft between my legs was visible if I shifted just right.
"Do I get a wrap Papa? I feel naked."
"You look perfect. Your Daddy will be so pleased. Come now. Say goodbye to Mama. You don't want to be late."
Dutifully I went to the parlor.
"You look so perfect Lottie. An exceptional breeder, to be sure."
I had no idea what she meant and it made me nervous.
Papa grabbed my hand as Mama kissed me and led me to the carriage out front.
I settled into the plush cushions and waved as our coachman pulled away from the only home I had ever known.
The carriage came to a stop and jolted me awake. I realized I had been dreaming about being touched, like Papa had, and I felt my face flush.
The coachman helped me to the ground and I immediately noticed a well dressed man before me.
"Charlotte, what a pleasure to meet you in person. I knew you were the right choice."
I tried to understand what he meant as a crisp wind blew across my nipples and I remembered I was basically naked. Immediately they were harder then they had ever been and I tried to cover them, folding my arms in front of me.
"Remove your arms, we will get you warmed soon enough. You really are a stunning creature and I can't wait until you are mine fully."
Still trying to process my predicament, I began to appraise the man before me. Quite tall in stature, his salt and pepper hair made him much older looking then he was based on his face.
I felt vulnerable and weak as this attractive man clasped my hand and led me to the stately stone mansion. It was grander than anything I had ever seen, much less dreamed of seeing.
He led me to what was presumably a library of sorts. Bookshelves lined each wall except for the one with the hearth.
He escorted me to a rug by the fire and the warmth was a welcome sensation.
"Charlotte, my name is Master Heath, you will call me Daddy."
He walked slowly around me and I felt more naked than ever.
"You will be well taken care of here and will be treated like a princess. There are staff to attend to anything you may need."
He stood in front of me and reached for the ties on my corset. He did not pull them.
Daddy stood over me and my entire body flushed, tingling all over, more than when Papa was this close.
"You will obey me as you did your Papa or risk punishment just the same. I expect you to refer to me as Daddy wherever we are and respond yes Daddy when expected."
