This continues the story of Mandy and her father. Enjoy! Also, stay tuned for more it seems I can write 'em faster than they can publish 'em!
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My stunningly hot little 18 year old daughter fell asleep in my arms after we'd made love again that night. As she lay there naked in my bed, with one arm and one leg draped over me, I replayed the events of the last few days.
It had started when she came to stay with me for the summer, following her high school graduation. I had simply intended to tuck her into bed that first night, but the sight of her 5-foot frame, barefoot and bare-legged in a black miniskirt brought out an irresistible desire to jack off while looking at her. My foot fetish overtook good sense, and as she lay there (pretending to be asleep, as it turned out), I had ejaculated onto her perfect little feet.
That led to a number of revelations and expressions of desire on her part, and we had violated so many taboos that my head spun. I mentally went through the list of what we'd done: We had masturbated together, she had given me a blowjob and begged for me to shoot cum in her mouth (which she had promptly swallowed), I had licked and fingered her pussy to orgasm, I had fucked her (twice) and cum inside her pussy.
At the end of our last session, I wanted to spray my cum onto her cute feet again. I was sliding my cock in and out of her as she moaned with pleasure, and then grabbed her ankle and sucked on her toes one by one. After she'd had two mind-shattering orgasms, I pulled out of her and instructed her in the ways of giving a footjob.
She was a quick study, and the sight of my throbbing cock between her feet is an image permanently burned into my brain. When I'd told her I was close to cumming, she knew just what to do. She put her feet together, pointed those cute toes and waited almost breathlessly.
"Oh, yes, Daddy. Stroke it for me. Paint my pretty toes."
Once again, I drained my balls onto my little girl's feet, as she arched her back and moaned with pleasure.
Now she was sleeping, and I was formulating a plan.
The next morning I arose early and quietly crept out of the room so as to not wake her. It was Monday, and I had a busy day with clients and the normal weekly meeting with my business partner, Tim. I showered, shaved, and dressed. Then I wrote a note and put it on the pillow next to my darling Mandy's head.
The note was a very clear set of instructions, and I wondered if she would act as obediently as I hoped, because I had decided to turn things up a couple notches. It read as follows:
"Good morning, Mandy.
I am at work. I will be home at precisely 5:30.
There are several rules you must follow:
Rule #1 - When I get home, you will be kneeling next to the bed. You will be naked except for your strappy black heels and white ankle socks. You will wait for me there, with your head bowed and your hands on your lap, palms up.
Rule #2 - You are not to orgasm without me present. You are not allowed to orgasm without permission.
Rule #3 - You will be showered and shaved with your hair in pigtails.
I will give you further instructions when I get home, as well as the remainder of the rules. Breaking any of these rules will result in consequences.
I love you very much,
Dad"
I have always been hyper-focused on work (a major factor in my failed marriage to Mandy's mom), but this particular day was a struggle. All I could think about was my 5-foot-tall daughter with her silky black hair, emerald eyes, tiny tits, puffy nipples, incredible feet and smooth teenage pussy. I kept picturing her laying on my bed, looking up at me with her legs open and toes pointed, lustily anticipating the moment my cock would enter her.
During my various meetings and presentations, I managed to conceal my boner, but my partner, Tim, seemed to notice that I was a bit distracted. Near the end of the day, he asked if everything was ok.
"Yes, I'm fine," I lied, "Um, just thinking about how all grown up my daughter is, about to head off to college and all. Plus, you remember, she's supposed to start work here next week."
"Yeah, I remember," said Tim, "She's gotten all settled into your place for the summer, then? She doing ok?"
"Yeah, she's ok," I said, but I was thinking, "She's better than ok, she's fucking amazing."
"And yeah, you could say she's all settled in."
"Well, listen, Jerry," he said, putting a hand on my shoulder, "I know what it is to worry. God, they grow up fast, don't they? My Missy turned 18 a few months ago, and now she's convinced she's a full-on adult and she definitely has a mind of her own, just like her mom."
He paused for a moment and said, "I've got an idea, why don't the two of you come up to the cabin with us this weekend? I finally got that damned hot tub fixed, so the girls can hang out - they always seemed to get along well - and we can have a few beers, play some poker, whatever."
"Yeah, um, sure that sounds great." I said.
I couldn't very well turn him down, but I for sure couldn't tell him that I already had plans for the weekend, and that those plans consisted of repeatedly screwing my daughter.
As I left the office and headed home, first stopping at an adult store for a few items. I thought about Mandy and wondered if she'd followed instructions.
I walked in the front door, threw the keys on the table and loosened my tie. Then I headed straight for the bedroom.
Sure enough, there was my daughter, naked and posed exactly as instructed. She had her head bowed submissively, her hands resting palms-up on her thighs, and her hair was done up in two dark pigtails, each tied with a thin red ribbon. On her feet were a pair of ankle socks with an exquisite lace top, and those strappy black high heels I'd asked her to wear.
She didn't look up as I walked in. Good girl.
"Hi sweetheart. Look at me."
She looked up at me with those green eyes and I saw they were glistening with a mixture of emotions. I could see love and desire, but there was also something else I couldn't identify.
"Were you a good girl today? Did you follow all my instructions?" I asked in a soft but firm voice.
She hesitated and swallowed. "Mostly, Daddy."
"Hm. What do you mean 'mostly?'"
"Well. I showered and shaved. Everywhere, just like you said. And I did my hair like you said and I waited here just like you said, but..."
"But?"
Her bottom lip quivered and her eyes welled up.
