Author's Notes: Thanks for all the feedback on the first part of this story! I can't promise I'll keep writing, but I can definitely promise to keep trying. Thank you for reading!
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Cassie's eyes flew open and she sat up straight in bed, staring ahead of her, feeling her entire body flushing as she remembered everything that had happened before she'd dozed off... In her father's bed. Jerking her head, she looked around the room, somewhat relieved not to see him. She needed a moment to herself to process.
Everything that had happened had seemed so wrong... But her father followed the church practically to the letter, so she knew that if he said it was the way it was supposed to be, then it was God's will. And she couldn't deny that she had loved everything that he had done, even if it had been wrong. All those things... My goodness. She'd had no idea her body could even feel that amazing.
She wanted more.
She laid back down, blushing a little when she realized she was naked from the waist down, but making no move to rectify it. She knew she should get back up and start the chores that she had neglected, but she just couldn't bring herself to move quite yet, even though, she noted with a glance at the clock, it was well past noon. Sighing a little, she closed her eyes again and thought about what had happened, feeling her pussy starting to tingle again just from the memories. A little giggle escaped her lips at the thought of the new word she had learned. Even just thinking it made her feel naughty!
Hearing a noise from the door, she turned her head and saw her father standing there, leaning against the frame and watching her. Smiling shyly, she quietly said, "Hi, Daddy."
"Hello there, princess. Did you have a good nap?"
She nodded, making no move to sit up. He came over to the bed and sat down next to her, reaching out and smoothing his hand over her bare leg. "Are you ready for your next lesson, baby?"
"Oh... Yes, Daddy. What will you teach me this time?"
He smiled, still stroking her smooth skin. "I thought I'd let you choose between a few options, Cassie. Would you like that?"
"Oh, yes please."
He slid his index finger slowly up her thigh, toward her rapidly dampening pussy. "I want you to understand a few things first, okay? While I'm teaching you, I will allow certain things, but there will come a time when that will no longer be the case. For instance, my giving you a choice is entirely because you're learning. Once I declare it so, you will have no choice in following my instructions, or in what we do. You will follow my word, and you will enjoy doing so. You are mine and mine alone, and I will dictate your actions in all ways, but most importantly, in this room. And if you do not, you will be punished. How severely will reflect how severe your transgression is. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Daddy."
"Good girl."
Feeling a warm glow at his words, she smiled up at him. "I like when you call me that, Daddy."
"You've always been a good girl for me, Cassie. I don't doubt you will continue to do so."
Nodding proudly, she let out a surprised little moan when his index finger grazed her wet pussy.
He laughed softly and said, "Are you ready for your choices?"
She could only make a noise of consent as her brain tried to focus on his words, but was unable to get past what his finger was doing to her.
"Your first choice is to have me teach you more about your pleasure. I'll make you come again, Cassie. Make you come so hard you can barely see, barely speak, all you'll be able to do is scream and shake from the pleasure of it all.
"Or... I can teach you how to pleasure me. You can see what it's like to make your Daddy come."
He took his finger away from her, removing the silky torment, and letting her catch her breath and think about it. "Daddy... I do have one question."
"Yes, baby?"
"When you say 'come,' is that the same thing as an orgasm? I'm assuming it is, but since I've never heard that word used before like that, I want to be sure."
He laughed again, "Sorry, baby. I forgot. Yes, it is."
She nodded, pursing her lips, "I want to learn how to make you come, Daddy."
He reached out, pinching one of her nipples and making her squeak, "You're going to make such a perfect little whore for me, Cassie. You're already learning how to make me happy."
She stared at him in shock. The only time she had ever heard the word "whore" had been in church, when their pastor had been screaming about the jezebels that walked the earth, the whores of babylon, destroying men with their wicked ways. She couldn't imagine how on earth her daddy calling her such a thing was okay, and she was not only shocked, but feeling rather hurt and a little angry.
"Daddy! How can you call me that? You know I only do the right things, and you said yourself that I'm a good girl!"
His brow furrowed, "Cassie, I told you that in this room, no words were off limits. And both inside and outside of this room, no words are off limits for me. I am your lord and master, and you do not ever question me."
His voice had raised to a thunder by the time he finished, and he looked angrier than she had ever seen him. Feeling small and miserable, she nodded, casting her eyes down. "I'm so sorry, Daddy. I know better than to question you." Suddenly, she let out a sharp cry as he reached out and flipped her over onto her stomach, then grabbed her hips and pulled her up so that her naked bottom was sticking up in the air.
