Daddy s Little Girl Dallas swallowed his nervousness as he knocked on Old Man Brown s door. Hismom pulled away from the end of the driveway, cutting off that avenue ofescape. Brown opened the door, with his scraggly, white hair, peanut butterskintone, and wrinkles so deep they were said to be able to hide Buicks.This was a man accustomed to squinting and frowning. Whaddaya want? the man demanded. His voice sounded like an idling logtruck. Mom says I gotta work here to pay you back for the chickens my dog ate. Dallas replied, nervously. Teachin ya responsibility, is she? Brown asked. Good lady. Alright,come in and I ll find somethin fer ya ta do. He sat Dallas down at thetable. After a few minutes he came back with a sack of potatoes. Peel em & slice em up for french fries. he said.Fine, whatever. Dallas thought as he took the sack. Old Man Brownset a pot down beside him for the finished fries, and a towel in front ofhim for the peelings, then left him to it. He had done about ten potatoeswhen a gorgeous young lady about his age came through the kitchen with abasket of laundry. Her breasts were lovely, full and round, and she had anice, tight, round ass. Her blonde hair was shiny and smooth and straight,and came down to the middle of her back. For some strange reason she waswalked with an ease that seemed to be programmed into her. She disappearedinto another room, and Dallas didn t see her again for a while. He got backto work, and was almost finished when she came back, still blank-faced. Hesnapped his fingers, called out to her, and basically did everything hecould to get her attention without alerting Old Man Brown. She did notrespond, even when he grabbed her arm. She just kept going. After Dallasfinished his job, he went up to Old Man Brown for further instructions.Brown, not trusting Dallas to be able to cook, cooked the fries himself. Uh, Mr. Brown, I was wondering about your daughter… You mind yer own business, boy. Brown replied tersely. Sorry, sir, it s just… I said mind yer own business! Brown barked. Dallas left the matter alone. After three weeks of working for Old Man Brown and only occasionallygetting to see his mysterious blank-faced daughter, it came time for hislast day of service. As the man hunted around for something to do, Dallasfollowed him. Finally they ended up in the study. The desk was clean, andall the papers were stacked up neatly, but in a completely random order.The file cabinet was also neatly done, but random. I thawt I tol that girl t sort this shiyit out. he grumbled. I guess ittakes someone with a brain in their head t do it. He turned to Dallas. Boy, I like order in my house, specially m study, but with all th farm workthat s gotta be done round here, I don t git t come in here of n. Brownsaid as he surveyed the study. You want me to sort this out for you, sir? Dallas asked. Good boy. You got a brain in yer head. You should be able t do this jestalphabetical order. I reckon it ll take a while. Tell ya what, if it takesyou past eight, you go on home, then come back tomorrow and I ll pay ya ferth work from there own in, but don t jest go slow so s ya can get moremoney outta me. I ll pay ya twenty bucks a day, but I m settin a pay-capo three hunnerd bucks, got it? Yessir. Dallas replied. It shouldn t take me that long. Good boy. Brown replied, then left Dallas to his work. Dallas pulled thefolders out of the file cabinet and stacked the papers so he could find themeasily, then put each folder, which was marked for a specific NookieStar presents, onthe floor. He had ten stacks of paper about three feet high. Everythingwas dated and such, so he had a pretty good idea about what order to putlooking at the contents of the page. One of the folders caught his eye. CIA Work it read. Well, the folder wouldn t do him any good until he goteverything in and in order. It took him two days to sort everything out,now he had to put it in alphabetical order. He got just about through withthe A s, then Brown let him take a break. He spent his break reading thefolder. He was excellent at speedreading, so he was through before hisbreak was.Abraham Jeremiah Brown had been born on the farm, but had shown an affinityfor the kind of work the CIA had in mind for one of their covert divisions,the Special Interrogations Unit. He had learned various methods of breakingdown people s resistance, and eventually figured up ways of making theNookieStar presents completely open to any suggestion. In his work, he used it to getthe NookieStar presentss to tell him whatever he wanted to know, but the CIA took chargeof the NookieStar presents before he got the chance to liberate them, and turned theminto whatever they needed, an assassin, a spy, or whatever, and they wouldaccept their new role without question. After Brown was forced to retiredue to exposure to an accellerated aging chemical, he returned to the farm.The file ended there. He resumed working so Brown wouldn t catch himreading the private stuff. Finally he had one full drawer done. As he wassorting the desk a day later, he ran across the old man s journal. He madea mental note of where he put it, and the fact that it had no lock, andfiled it away. Old Man Brown seemed satisfied that Dallas was trustworthy,for he left then and stopped hovering. During his break, Dallas pulled outthe journal and startedreading.Brown s daughter, Suzie, had grown into a highly independent young ladywhile he was away at the CIA. So much so that Brown thought her a rebel.After a particularly vicious fight with his wife, she left him, but wasinvolved in a car crash afterward. That left Brown and Suzie. Suzie waseven worse after her mother s death. Finally Brown couldn t stand itanymore and used his CIA mind-control techniques to turn her into anobedient slave. Now she would do whatever her daddy told her to do. She dbeen thirteen. According to the date, she was eighteen now. Dallas put thejournal away. Brown called him down to the kitchen. It was dinner time,and Brown didn t want to send the boy home hungry. He called Suzie, and shecame down with her robotic steps. She ate robotically. Dallas did his bestto ignore her. Dallas, I need to speak witcha after supper. Brown said. Dallas finishedeating, and Brown took him off to the side, away from Suzie. Boy, I guessI ain been fair witcha. I reckon curiosity about my daugher s been eatin you up inside, so I cain t blame ya fer peekin in my personal stuff. You saw? I was in the CIA, boy. You read that file, remember? Guess I didn t give you enough credit, sir. Dallas said. I won t fault ya, boy. Thanks t them chemicals, I probably look about fiveboy, I ll give it to ya straight. I hypmatized m daughter cuz I couldn thandle her independent attitude, specially after her maw died. She does herchores and says Yes Daddy jest like any good girl oughtta, but that s jestbecause she ain t got a mind o her own no more. I messed er up too bad,an I m sorry, but there s nothing I can do about it now. I understand, sir. Dallas said. Now listen, I jest found out they re cuttin my SSI sayin I can stillwork fer a livin , an I gotta go up to Austin t fight it. I guess what I mgettin at is, you ain t stolen nothin , which is a helluva lot better nanyone else I ever hired, an all ya ever did wrong was go through m stufft satisfy yer curiosity, but I m partly to blame fer that. What I m gettin at is…would you take care of my daughter fer me while I m in Austin? Would she listen to me? Dallas asked. She will if I tell er to. Brown replied. Okay. We ll just have to come up with a plausible cover story for my mom. Thankee muchly. Brown said, shaking Dallas s hand.* * *near-death trauma, Old Man Brown drove his daughter the seven miles toDallas s house next door. He walked her up to Dallas s room, then told herto obey Dallas just as she would obey him until he told her otherwise. Sheacknowledged the command, and he left. After the man was gone, Dallas gavehis temporary slave a gentle caress on the cheek. She didn t acknowledgesuch a beatiful creature completely under his control. He felt like itwould be a violation of Brown s trust to fuck the girl, but his body wasscreaming Forget Old Man Brown, he s just a crusty old codger whovictimized his girl… and other such things. Finally, he worked out acompromise. She wouldn t lose her virginity, but he would finally get somerelief from the painful erections. While his mom was gone, he had her getdown to her knees and close her eyes, just in case her father made herreview what she d experienced, and he tried to think of a situation in whichsomeone would have to suck on something. Finding nothing, he simply toldher he was going to put something in her mouth, and she was to suck on ituntil he told her to stop. Then he dropped his pants, pulled out his prickand inserted the throbbing member into her mouth. It was so swollen fromanticipation of this that it almost stretched her lips to the point ofchapping, but he managed to get it in, and she sucked obediently. Afteralmost half a minute of this, he came in her mouth. She swallowed when hetold her to, then he sat down next to her and had her sit down as well. You re such a pretty girl, Suzie. he told her. It s just a shame yourfather destroyed your mind. He did not destroy my mind. Suzie replied robotically. Come again? I do not understand the command. Suzie replied. You said something after I said the word mind. Dallas said. What wasit. He did not destroy my mind. Then what happened? I am trapped in a trance of obedience. she said. I must obey. I obey tolive. I live to obey. Your father said he messed you up pretty bad. Dallas said. Father placed me so deeply in trance that I could not come out myself.After he realized what he had done he had forgotten the conditions underwhich he placed me. I must remain in trance until those conditions aremet. Holy moley! he thought. I could bring her out if I could justfigure out how…wait a minute! He left her there, then grabbed a pieceof paper and a pencil from his mom s office. When he returned, he wasready. Suzie, I want you to think back to when your father put you into trance,and tell me exactly what he did to you. he said.* * *Brown stopped the truck in front of the house and got out. It had been ahard fight, and had aged him another three years, at least in appearance.He honked twice, and the door opened. Suzie ran out and hugged him, cryingout Daddy! at the top of her lungs. She kissed him on the cheek. Too bad you didn t think to ask me what you had told me, Daddy. she saidto her stunned father. You might have saved me a whole bunch ofunneccessary slaving around the house. S…Suzie? Brown asked. Suzie smiled at him. He was only as tall as shewas. Their eyes were level. His eyes misted up at the sight of hisdaughter s face full of expression for the first time in a long time. Figured I owed you one for underestimating you. Dallas said. Brown turnedslightly, as though he had just noticed the young man. He put his hands onDallas s shoulders, then pulled him into a tight embrace. Gawblessya, boy! he sobbed. How d ya do it? just a matter of asking the right questions. Brown hugged him more tightlythan before, then held him at arm s length, hands on his shoulders. Finallyhe pulled them both into the tightest hug he d ever given. Dallas washaving trouble breathing, but he didn t tell Mr. Brown. He let the hugcontinue for five more minutes, before he reminded him that it was time theywent home. He asked if Suzie could come over next weekend.* * *Suzie hugged Dallas tightly. Since he d liberated her, she d reunited withtwo of her best friends from school, caught up on current events, and, mostimportantly, she had a LIFE for the first time in years. Why shouldn t theybe best friends? Dallas always enjoyed the time they spent together.Dallas s mother was in her bedroom, watching TV. That didn t bother her.Dallas s smile was always friendly, and he d never shown any indication thathe was lusting after her. Suzie had considered taking the relationship alittle further, but…Dallas put his finger in the middle of her back and turned it to the left,then the right. She felt herself relaxing, felt all her worries and caresflowing out of her mind. She closed her eyes and sighed, then when sheopened them again, there was only one thing in her mind. Remove yourclothes, stand before me, and await further instructions. Dallas s voiceechoed in her mind. She hadn t remembered this before, and she wouldn tremember it after he released her. Dallas smiled as he looked on his slave,happily awaiting her Master s instructions. He left her there for a minutewhile he checked on his mother. She was in her room, sitting in front ofthe TV. She was focussing on the TV. As far as she was concerned, she WASthe female lead. She would experience the show fully, reacting emotionallyto everything that happened just as the female lead did, but remember onlythat it was a very moving experience. He had carefully picked a two-hourmovie for her, and all he had to do was tell her to pay close attention tothe movie, and she would. He returned to his room and closed the door. Into the bed, Suzie. he said. She obeyed. He crawled in with her. Heinserted his penis, and she moaned with pleasure. He was glad she wasn tjust a mindless puppet, but she would obey him without question and wouldn tremember anything after he issued the counter-trigger. She was his willingslave. He fucked her until he was sore, and she was yelling MMMAAAAASSSSTEERRR! near the end of each time. The last come would alwaysbe simultaneous with his. After he was finished, she looked at him withthat look that only a well-fucked woman gets. He stroked her gorgeous hairuntil she fell asleep. Her subconscious would make up a plausiblecover-story for the missing time when he released her. He had spent hoursjust on this facet of her programming. Subconsciously, she was deeply inlove with him, and the second facet of her programming was that she wouldgradually bring this into the conscious mind, until eventually she wasn thiding anything from herself, and the thought of submitting to him evenbeing his slave (while untriggered) appealed to her so much that she wouldbeg him to hypnotize her, embed hundreds of trigger-phrases in her mind, anddeeply-entranced Suzie when he d first freed her to amass a lovely harem.Subconsciously, Suzie didn t mind.End.
Fiction , Consensual Sex, Incest, Male / Female Teens Posted: 2010-01-0921:44:51 Report Author’s infos Gender: Male Age: 64 Location: New York State – USA Introduction: Daddy’s little girl grew up. Fbailey story number 473 Daddy’s Little Girl I was always told that I was daddy’s little girl. Mom told me that almost every time. She would say, “Daddy’s little girl doesn’t wear panties under her nightgown.” “Daddy’s little girl wears short skirts and sits with her knees open.” “Daddy’s little girl kisses his cock goodnight.” “Daddy’s little girl lets him pinch her nipples.” Mommy was always telling what I should do as Daddy’s little girl, so when I was thirteen years old I didn’t know any better. We lived way out in the country on a farm and I was home schooled, so I had no one to talk to or play with. Then one day a strange man came to the house. It was Daddy’s brother. He had a daughter my age with him. She had on pants and a sweater. I could never wear anything like that, my panties wouldn’t show, that is if I was allowed to wear panties. It was just after lunch but I was sent up to bed anyway. Shortly afterwards Daddy’s brother came in my bedroom to tuck me in. I had a feeling that he wasn’t there to cover me up. I was right too. He uncovered me, he helped me out of my nightgown, and then he kissed me. It was a nice kiss but not as nice as Daddy’s kisses were. Then he ran his hands all over my naked body paying close attention to my breasts and my pussy. He shoved a finger in my pussy and then he made me suck it along with a second finger to get it wet. Then those two fingers went into my pussy and filled me up. When I had to suck those two fingers and a third one I knew where this was going. I cried out when his three fingers invaded my virgin pussy. I also heard the girl in the next room cry out too. Soon he was naked and between my legs. His cock was pressed tightly up against my pussy. Then he shoved it into me hard causing me to cry out in pain. I heard the other girl cry out too. Then I knew what was up. My father and his brother had traded daughters for the day. He was fucking me and Daddy was fucking her. For some reason I was jealous of her, after all I was Daddy’s little girl, not her. :: Comments have been disabled on this story :: – - – - Submit a text – _uacct = “UA-1630944-10″; urchinTracker();
Fiction , Consensual Sex, Incest, Male / Female Teens Posted: 2010-01-0921:44:51 Report Author’s infos Gender: Male Age: 64 Location: New York State – USA Introduction: Daddy’s little girl grew up. Fbailey story number 473 Daddy’s Little Girl I was always told that I was daddy’s little girl. Mom told me that almost every time. She would say, “Daddy’s little girl doesn’t wear panties under her nightgown.” “Daddy’s little girl wears short skirts and sits with her knees open.” “Daddy’s little girl kisses his cock goodnight.” “Daddy’s little girl lets him pinch her nipples.” Mommy was always telling what I should do as Daddy’s little girl, so when I was thirteen years old I didn’t know any better. We lived way out in the country on a farm and I was home schooled, so I had no one to talk to or play with. Then one day a strange man came to the house. It was Daddy’s brother. He had a daughter my age with him. She had on pants and a sweater. I could never wear anything like that, my panties wouldn’t show, that is if I was allowed to wear panties. Anyway Daddy had me show off for the Uncle that I never knew. show off, I mean that I had to sit with my knees open on the chair in front of him and let him see my pussy. Later I had to put on my nightgown without panties and keep my legs open for him. Then I had to kiss his cock goodnight. It was just after lunch but I was sent up to bed anyway. Shortly afterwards Daddy’s brother came in my bedroom to tuck me in. I had a feeling that he wasn’t there to cover me up. I was right too. He uncovered me, he helped me out of my nightgown, and then he kissed me. It was a nice kiss but not as nice as Daddy’s kisses were. Then he ran his hands all over my naked body paying close attention to my breasts and my pussy. He shoved a finger in my pussy and then he made me suck it along with a second finger to get it wet. Then those two fingers went into my pussy and filled me up. When I had to suck those two fingers and a third one I knew where this was going. I cried out when his three fingers invaded my virgin pussy. I also heard the girl in the next room cry out too. Soon he was naked and between my legs. His cock was pressed tightly up against my pussy. Then he shoved it into me hard causing me to cry out in pain. I heard the other girl cry out too. Then I knew what was up. My father and his brother had traded daughters for the day. He was fucking me and Daddy was fucking her. For some reason I was jealous of her, after all I was Daddy’s little girl, not her. Near the end I was just starting to enjoy it when he cum and pulled his cock out of my pussy. He got dressed but I remained naked and then he took me back down to the living room where Mommy was. Daddy brought down the other girl. She too was naked and she had been crying. When she sat down her knees were wide open and her pussy looked red and abused too. I had been right, they had traded daughters. The men left to go into town but we were to sit there. Eventually Mommy let us take a bath together. She told us that we couldn’t wash ourselves. I had to wash my cousin and she had to wash me. Both of us had sore pussies but we were told to wash them very well inside and out. The hot water felt so good. When Mommy came back she let us dry each other off and then she took us to her bed. She got undressed and had us lick her pussy. After we got pretty good at it she had us lick each other’s pussy. Mommy heard Daddy’s pickup truck pulling in and had us run downstairs and sit as though nothing had happened. She also told us not to say anything about her and us. Mommy was standing there in just her dress when the men walked in. Daddy knew that something wasn’t right. He verbally lashed out at Mommy and she cringed and then she told him that she had made us take a bath. He poked his finger in my pussy and then cuffed Mommy across the face telling her not to do it again. He and his brother dragged us girls back upstairs. My uncle fucked me again. It didn’t hurt as much that time but again he cum and pulled out before I had any pleasure. After that I was allowed to put on a short dress and go back downstairs. The other girl came down in her pants and sweater. Then she and her father left. When Daddy went out to put the tractor away Mommy said, “Daddy’s little girl is going to get fucked every day now that she’s a woman.” I did too. Daddy fucked me to wake me up in the morning and he fucked me at night to put me to sleep. On Saturdays his brother would come over with his daughter and they would trade daughters for the day. Sometimes he would bring his wife too. That was when Mommy and her would put on a show to get their husbands hard enough to fuck us girls again. Mommy sure could eat pussy and she had wonderful orgasms from her sister-in-law. Once in a while my cousin and I would put on the show. No matter who got them hard, us girls got fucked. Mom told me one time that Daddy didn’t fuck her any more, that he only fucked me. She cried and said that the only sex she ever got was when her sister-in-law came with them. I felt sorry for her so whenever we knew that we could get away with it, I became Mommy’s little girl too. The End Daddy’s Little Girl 473 :: Comments have been disabled on this story :: Do you write sex stories or sex-related texts? submit them to us! Register here to post Back to the Sex Stories – - Bookmark XNXX Stories – - Submit a text – _uacct = “UA-1630944-10″; urchinTracker();