I am sitting on the couch, watching TV. Suddenly, my 18-year-old stepdaughter wanders into the room, wearing a long, thin Hello Kitty T-shirt and the sheerest, skimpiest black thong I have ever seen. She plops down on the couch next to me to my right, and props her feet up on the coffee table.
"Hi, Daddy, whatcha watchin'?" she asks, with a pouty little smirk on her face. She knows damn well I have totally forgotten the TV, as my eyes greedily drink in every inch of her sexy body.
"Uhhh...nothing, Princess..." I stammer. My eyes focus hungrily on her pink toenails and the arches of her feet, and travel involuntarily up her perfect legs. I can see tantalizing glimpses of her sheer black thong. My eyes start to dart to the erect nipples poking against the thin material of her T-shirt, to her piercing blue eyes and her soft blond hair, then back down to her feet--trying desperately to meet her gaze without letting my eyes wander too obviously up and down her incredible body.
I can see the look of amusement and triumphant power on her face, as she giggles. She lifts her arms over her head and stretches languorously, her breasts stretching against the fabric of her shirt, as her dainty toes curl and flex.
I am transfixed. I feel the heat rising in my face as I blush furiously, and my cock rapidly begins to rise.
Princess looks over at my face, and bats her eyelashes innocently. "Is there something wrong, Daddy? You seem...a little nervous." Again she giggles, and leans her half-naked body against me.
"N-no, honey, I'm fine. I..I.."--my stammering is suddenly interrupted as she puts her left arm around my shoulders, and begins to play with my left ear, while bringing her lips up close to my right ear.
"Oh, I think there is, Daddy." she whispers, "I think you're just dying to get into your little girl's panties."
By now, my cock is straining tightly against my shorts, creating an obvious tent of desire. Still, I weakly try to protest. "No, Princess, that wouldn't be right."
"Oh, really?" she teases, as she runs her hand down to my crotch and grasps my aching cock firmly. "Then what is THIS?" I have no answer, and in fact my ass arches off of the couch involuntarily, as my cock seeks to be more firmly in her grasp. A moan of despairing lust escapes my lips. I am completely intoxicated by her touch, her voice and her smell--and she knows she has won.
"Yeah, that's what I thought, Daddy." As she continues to speak, my Princess develops a hard edge to her voice. "You think I don't see how you look at me? Hell, you've been undressing me with your eyes ever since I was 14." Her hand is now aggressively stroking and squeezing my cock and balls, and I wince from the pain--even though it feels good, too.
"I'll tell you something else, Daddy"--and I can hear a new sarcasm and contempt in her use of the word daddy--"I know all about your little internet fantasies about being dominated by your daughter." A cold fear enters my heart.
"What? Honey, I don't--" A hard slap to my face interrupts me.
"Shut UP, Daddy! Get those shorts off--NOW!" She rises to her feet, and stares down at me with her hands on her hips. I sit there, stunned. Again, she slaps me HARD. "Do it NOW, Daddy, or you'll never get to eat my pussy!"
Embarrassed, humiliated, but so very excited, I jump to my feet and drop my shorts. My cock stands straight out from my body. God, I have never felt so excited in my entire life!
I see the lips of my Princess curl in cruel amusement. She reaches out and roughly grips my cock and balls in a crushing vise.
"Make no mistake, Daddy," she purrs with deceptive softness, "every inch of you now belongs to me--but especially these pathetic little things between your legs. GOT IT?" She emphasizes her point with a vicious, squeezing twist.
"OWWWW!" I squirm, "Yes, Princess, anything you say! Please, you're hurting me!"
Without relenting on the pressure to my cock and balls, she says, "Rule number one: I am not your Princess. From now on, you will address me as Goddess--DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?" My stepdaughter increases the pressure as she says this. . "Y-yes, G-goddess, anything you say! Oh, please, it hurts!"
"Rule number two: you are my property, and as such I will do anything to you anytime I feel like it, and you will obey EVERY command I give you...IS THAT CLEAR, daddy-slut?"
"AHHHH OHHHHHH, yes Goddess, yes, yes!"
Releasing me, my stepdaughter smiles coldly. "Very good, now here is the third rule: you will learn how to pleasure me in every way, but you will NOT be allowed to cum unless I give you permission. And believe me, my permission is only going to be given in the most painful and humiliating ways possible--and it will be a rare thing indeed, when I do. Get used to it, daddyslave, this is your new life from now on."
As my stepdaughter/Goddess stares me coldly in my eyes, I realize I have just entered a living Hell, but that it is something I have dreamed about all of my life. "Yes, Goddess," I whisper, with my eyes downcast.
Laughing, my new Goddess says, "I'm SO glad we agree. Now, I am going to go to my bedroom, and I expect you to be crawling on all fours behind me." Without looking back, she spins around and begins walking down the hallway, and I hasten to crawl behind her as instructed.
As she walks I heard my Goddess say, "You are about to get your first lesson in giving me pleasure, while living without any pleasure for yourself."
As I crawl behind her, I can see the perfect globes of her ass swaying hypnotically before me, bisected by that thin wisp of her black lace thong. My cock is still ragingly hard, and I begin to realize that I have just become the luckiest man on the face of this earth.
Crawling into my stepdaughter's bedroom, I am confronted by the sight of her holding a wicked-looking leather whip in her hand. Her eyes are gleaming, and her pink-glossed lips are wet with anticipation. I can even see a tiny trickle of her love juice running down her thighs, which has soaked through the gauzy material of her black lace thong. She is not longer wearing her T-shirt, and the sight of her full breasts with their erect nipples fills me with a pang of almost unbearable desire.
With a negligent flip of her wrist, my Goddess waves towards her bed. "I want you on your knees, with your body lying over the bed."
Afraid, but also incredibly aroused, I rush to obey her. Once I am in position, I hear her speak in a deceptively mild voice.
"OK, daddy, your first lesson is going to be in learning that I have absolute power over you. I am going to whip your worthless ass, and you had better stay in that position unless I tell you to move. If you don't, I will tie you down and give you a whipping that'll take WEEKS to recover from. Do you understand me, daddy-slut?"
"Yes, Goddess," I whisper. I am literally quivering in fear, because I know I WILL submit to anything she does to me, no matter how painful or humiliating, and I suspect she will prove to be much more cruel than I have ever dreamed or hoped.
I twitch involuntarily as I suddenly feel the lashes of the whip trailing lightly over my skin. I hear my Goddess giggle girlishly, but the sound turns my blood to ice, nonetheless.
Suddenly, the whip comes down in a way I do not expect. Instead of horizontally across my buttocks, it comes down VERTICALLY in between my ass checks, setting fire to my asshole and lapping viciously around my cock and balls. Without thinking, I shriek and leap to my feet, my hands covering the inflamed areas as I hop around.
"Get your worthless ass back in position NOW, slut!" My Goddess shouts. As I hurriedly comply, she adds, "Do that one more time, and I WILL make you regret it!"
"I'm sorry, Goddess, I couldn't help it...!"