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I would do anything to be His pet, even fuck my Dad.

(Contains exploitative BDSM, coercion, sketchy shit, orgasm denial, incest.)(This is a fantasy story, not from my life.)

When I moved out of my parents house for college, I was eager to finally date and experiment sexually. I thought I might date around, men and women, but one of the first men I met changed things. He was at a college house party, but he was in his late 30s. I thought it was weird at first, like I thought maybe he was a professor or something, but when I started talking to him to ask what his deal was I got swept away. He just had a way of speaking that was so sultry and smooth that even if he was saying something fairly mundane it made me blush. He picked up on my response to him I guess because he started bossing me around a little right there at the party. He said to take off my jacket, to get him a drink, to sit on his lap. Despite myself I complied with every instruction and it gave me butterflies in my stomach. I went home with him that night.

I had never had experience with BDSM or submission in sex, but it didn’t matter because he just told me what to do and I wanted to do it. His small praises were like precious gold in my eyes. When he called me “good girl” my pussy gushed. The funny thing is, he took his pleasure from my body, especially by teaching me how to worship him with my mouth. He came in my mouth and asked me to show him. I was glowing as I complied. I felt amazing. And he didn’t even let me cum. He drove me home in the morning in time to get ready for class, but I couldn’t concentrate.

After that I saw him every night. He trained me up to be his perfect toy. He told me to stop masturbating at home so I would be better for him, and he rarely let me cum in his presence either, but I didn’t even care that much because I could see how it was making me better at pleasing him. Every night I couldn’t wait to see what he would tell me to do. Sometimes he wanted a luxurious blowjob while he watched porn and barely spoke a word to me, but sometimes he would instruct me to do things that got my heart racing, like expose myself to the pizza delivery man. He never had me actually serve another person, but we talked about the idea a lot. It scared me and excited me.

One day he was asking me about my family, and it came up that I wasn’t particularly close to my father. I told him that my parents divorced when I was young, and I lived with my mom but I visited my dad every weekend until middle school. I said that my dad and I were close when I was a kid but when I hit puberty he had started acting weird towards me and sometimes I felt like he might want be interested in me sexually so I stopped seeing him or talking to him except when completely necessary. He never touched me, but he just kind of stared at me a lot and one time I could tell he had a huge erection through his PJ shorts and it freaked me out. That was the last time I stayed over with him.

That’s when my “boyfriend,” my sexy older Dom who had been shaping me into his perfect little slut, asked me a question I will never forget.

He said, “Do you love me enough to fuck your father for me?”

I was shocked! I actually think I laughed nervously first , feeling speechless and hoping it was a stupid joke - though he hadn’t really ever joked before.

“Um, I don’t know…” I managed to stammer out. “I mean… it’s my dad!” I kind of shouted the last part and I even startled myself with how freaked out I sounded.

He remained icy calm and just continued, “You said you would have sex with any man I instructed. You said it turned you on to be a slut for me. I have never told you to serve any man but me yet, so are you telling me that you are refusing to fuck the very first one I am suggesting?”

“N-no Sir… I am not saying no. I guess I would just have to think about it.” Suddenly I realized, horrified, that I was getting turned on by the thought of sucking my dad’s cock while my Dom watched. I was getting turned on by knowing he controlled me to the very essence of my being, so that nothing could disgust me anymore. I realized that was what he wanted. He wanted to know I would to anything for him. And then I realized that he was watching me, waiting patiently for the emotions to stop spinning.

He said, “I need to know your answer right now, pet. And I will have you know that if you refuse me this will be our last meeting.” I knew he wouldn’t explain himself further. I knew he would stand by his word because he always did. I also knew that I wanted to continue being his pet, and not lose him tonight.

“Yes Sir, I will fuck my dad for you.” And it was done.

It took more than a week to arrange plans with my dad. He was surprised I wanted to visit him, but acted excited on the phone. I just told him I wanted him to meet my new boyfriend, and we agreed to have dinner at his house.

Every night leading up to the meeting my Dom would have me over as usual, use my body in every way he liked, exploit my extreme service for him, and just talk to me about how I would do everything my dad wanted, that I would treat him like a king, like the most honored guest of my Dom. One night when my Dom said I would apologize to my Dad for denying him my body for so long and promise to make it up to him, I grimaced at first - but my Dom kept me in a state of perpetual horniness so it didn’t take long before the idea was making me wet.

When the day finally came, my heart was in my stomach the entire car ride. I had dressed in clothes my Dom had bought for me: they were cutesy clothes, much too young for my actual age as far as style, and they were so revealing. The pink cloth shorts were so short an a little too loose, and the soft yellow tank top without a bra was threatening to expose my breasts every time I moved. My hair was in high pigtails, and I had on pale pink lipstick. I knew I looked like some kind of merge between a little girl and a delicious temptress of a slut. I was starting to question everything, but I couldn’t stand the idea of losing my Dom. I thought that if I just did this it would prove to him that I was a worthy pet and he would keep me forever. We drove in near-silence for the 2 hours to my dad’s apartment.

When we got there, and my dad seemed really shocked by my clothing, but all I could do was blush and pretend that nothing was wrong. We came in, and I made introductions, but my Dad barely looked at anything but my tits showing through my shirt, and my tight ass peeking out from under my shorts. We sat down to eat, and all through dinner I could tell my dad was staring at my body. I was getting even more nervous, and my dad started to notice I was upset.

At one point my said “Are you okay babe? You seem quiet. Is something upsetting you? Is everything okay?”

My Dom, who had been very quiet so far except for appropriate small talk just said, “Tell him what we talked about, pet.”

I looked my Dom in the eye and pleaded with my eyes, but he just held my gaze with steady resolve.

“What is it hun?” my dad asked, visibly concerned.

I took a big breath and looked down and said, “Daddy, I know you have wanted my body since I was in middle school, and I am very sorry that I ever denied you, and I am sorry that I stopped seeing you and ruined our relationship. Please let me make it up to you now. I want to show you how good I can worship your cock, balls, and asshole with my mouth. I want to show you how I can take your big cock in all my holes and give you pleasure to make up for all the pain I have caused you by denying you my body.” I could feel my heart beating in my chest, my throat, and my face. I know I was flaming red with embarrassment, but I just wanted to keep being the pet of my Dom.

I looked at my Dom’s face first, and he just nodded solemnly, and then I forced myself to look up at my Dad…

TO BE CONTINUED.

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