Father Figure Ch. 02

Let me tell you what I did.

I sat on my bed naked still in shock I guess. I could call the cops I had Daddy’s cum for evidence but it would be so humiliating. What to do, what to do?

I got up and paced nervously back and forth. What Daddy did was wrong but I had to survive it. Slowly I got dressed and went downstairs. The kitchen was empty as I crossed the threshold I allowed myself a sigh of relief. Maybe he had left. I went immediately to the knife drawer pulling it open my hands shaking as I reached for our large butcher knife.

“Surprise, baby.” Strong arms came about from behind startling me so to where I dropped the knife. A wet kiss was placed on the side of my neck.

“Daddy.” My voice was so shaky.

His hands came up cupping my tender breasts flicking the nipples with his thumbs.

And then it came to me. All I had to do was seduce my Daddy he would grow bored with how eager and seductive I could be and then he would leave me alone. All alone so that I could steal the safety deposit box key Daddy hid somewhere in his closet. Inside that box was all the money from my mother’s insurance. With that money I could start a new life. It was too easy.

I turned in his arms. Daddy’s eyes registered surprise at my sudden move even more so when I cupped his face in my hands my thumbs running over his lips. It wasn’t so bad not with how hot my Daddy was. He leaned forward kissing me slowly I returned his kiss breaking away when he tried to open my mouth with his tongue.

He grabbed my chin forcing me to turn and look him in the eyes. “We have a lot to talk about, princess. About your new role in the house and where you’ll be sleeping.”

“What do you mean, Daddy?” New cold fear sliding up my spine numbing the base of my skull.

“You’re going to be my wife now.” He brushed strands of my hair back off my shoulder tenderly. “Isn’t that nice? We’ll sleep in the same bed and Daddy will get his pretty wife the biggest ring.” He smiled down at me holding me closer to his body clad only in black pants.

I brought my hands up placing them on his large muscled chest. “I don’t understand, Daddy.” Oh shit.

He brought his hands up covering mine pulling them off his chest bringing them down to our sides his fingers twining through mine. He started to walk backward his eyes keeping mine a prisoner just as his strong grip on my hands wouldn’t let me escape. I was forced to follow.

“We’re going to be together forever.” Daddy whispered as we climbed the steps inexorably pulling me back into his bedroom, back to the scene of the crime.

He was fucking insane.

How the hell didn’t I see that before now? Now when it was too late to save myself not now when I was drowning in a whirlpool I couldn’t escape.

All I could do was play the part. The only thing I could think of was the new life I would start.

Daddy laid me back on the bed my long hair flowing free spreading out on the pillows behind me. He leaned over me his legs between mine he moved our clasped hands out to the side stretching my arms. He released my hands then dragging his rough hands over the soft skin of my arms causing tingles in his wake. Daddy’s hands buried in my hair he buried his face in the mass inhaling deeply. “You’re so beautiful. It’s been such agony waiting for you to grow up. Waiting for you to be mine.”

He kissed my lips then and I didn’t resist his tongue coming into my mouth stroking me with the wet silky feel of him. “I love you, princess.”

A small smile curled the corner of my mouth I brought up my knees embracing his slender hips feeling his heavy hot weight sink into my cunt the rigid length of his cock rubbing against my jean clad cunt. “I love you, Daddy.”

“It’ll be better this time, baby, I promise. You know I would never hurt you.” His hands were running down my face I turned kissing his fingers.

“Of course not, Daddy.”

Quickly he began to strip me of my jeans and tank top I helped by pulling away his clothes going slowly. I never realized how perfectly formed Daddy was how sexy his muscled body could be. His skin was hot and I loved the feel of it against mine.

Daddy slid down my legs parting them he hissed through his teeth when he saw the dried blood on my inner thighs. He kissed the dark red streaks softly rubbing his cheek against the sensitive skin. “I’m sorry. I wanted to be your first but I never thought that I would be.” He licked at the dried blood causing me to cry out sharply. “You tasted so sweet. So tight. I’ll make it better this time. Daddy’s going to make you scream.”

With that he buried his face in my cunt licking the tender abused flesh, kissing the opening to my cunt. I writhed on that sinful bed trying to keep my screams of ecstasy inside but I couldn’t. I moaned, panted and pleaded for him to stop but Daddy wouldn’t. He stuck his tongue inside my cunt licking the tender virginal walls before moving up to suck on my clit.

I came for the first time loudly just as my Daddy promised.

He moved back up kissing me fully on the lips letting me taste myself on his tongue. I wrapped my arms about him my hands running through his black hair.

Daddy turned then so that I was on top. He grabbed my hips holding me up suspended over his erect cock. “Nice and slow, baby. This will feel so good, I promise.”

I flinched at the first hot touch of his cock but Daddy kept pulling me down so that inch by inch he came further and further inside me. It still hurt in a dull sort of way. Finally I was sitting on Daddy with his thick hard cock buried inside me.

To be truthful, it felt really good.

Daddy grabbed me underneath my arms coaxing me to lie down so that we were pressed chest to chest. I could feel his heart beating wildly.

“Daddy.” Tears swam in my eyes.

“You’re mine now. My wife.” He kissed me then. I closed my eyes feeling my tears escape down my cheeks.

He pushed up then, I cried out throwing my head back my hair falling down about us. “So beautiful.” He breathed.

In a natural rhythm I moved up and down loving the feel of his big cock sliding about in my wet tight pussy. I came again and again Daddy held himself back.

After my fourth orgasm Daddy rolled over so that I was beneath him. He began to pound deeply inside me harder and faster than before with me urging him on. We were slick with sweat Daddy’s eyes locked to mine when he came. My whole body tensed up squeezing his cock painfully. Hot bursts of cum flowed deep inside me causing my womb to spasm and contract. Daddy licked the sweat from my neck in one long stroke up to my ear. “I never loved anyone but you.” He whispered.

We both slept in his bed.

For the next three days Daddy never let me alone I was fucking him constantly but even though I was practically drowning in pleasure I never forgot my plan. On the third day Daddy took me to Tiffany’s and the saleslady laughed when Daddy pushed me in blushing like crazy. Daddy said that we wanted to look at diamond rings. The lady trilled sweetly. “Oh where did you ever find such a sweet looking wife?”

At that I smiled. If the dumb bitch only knew.

I picked out a platinum and diamond ring that I thought was lovely if expensive. Daddy put it on my finger right away and he fucked me again. Another four days went by until Daddy trusted me enough to let me alone. Once the front door shut I waited an hour then ran into the room we had been sharing digging into the closet.

My heart beat rapidly chocking my breath as I searched frantically for the key. After 45 minutes I found the key taped to the bottom of a drawer. The box number was etched into the key. Bingo.

I quickly ran into my room checking out my window to see if Daddy’s car was there. When I saw that it wasn’t I began tossing all my clothes and jewelry into cardboard boxes and whatever suitcases I could find. My car was parked in the garage so I was able to make several trips to the car without attracting the neighbors’ attention. With my car packed I got in and drove to the bank.

It was too easy they didn’t even ask for ID assuming that if I had the key then I was the rightful owner. I held my breath as I opened the box. For a moment I wondered if there really was any money in there.

I needn’t have worried the box was overflowing with cash. Lovely untraceable cash.

I stuffed my valise that I had brought with me and then I locked the box walking out with a million dollars.

I didn’t know where to go but I just drove and kept on driving for days. I slept in my car and ate very little in my mind I replayed the last week with Daddy in my head. Was it so bad? I still wore the diamond ring and watched it glisten and sparkle in the evening light. He probably hates me now.

In the end I drove upstate to see my aunt who was my father’s sister. When she saw me on her doorstep she quickly ushered me in. Between the hot cocoa and the graham crackers she told me about Daddy.

“He’s a little fucked up, sugar. I don’t know what happened but he keeps rattling on about how his wife left him. Did he get married again?” I chocked on the cocoa but my aunt kept talking. “He just fell apart. I went over to see him three days ago and the house was dark and shut up he looked like death warmed over. Not shaving, eating or bothering to care for himself.” She reached out then patting my knee with her fat hand. “Maybe you should take some time off school to go see him. I know you would cheer him up some. There’s nothing like your little girl.” She touched my chin briefly. “Will you think about it, honey? I’m really worried about him.”

I nodded stiffly. My aunt chattered on for a while longer and then I got up mechanically. As I was leaving my aunt caught my hand bringing it up to her face. “Oh my, honey, what a nice ring. Are you getting married?”

“Yes, auntie. I am.”

I got in my car and drove in a daze nonstop. Another two days later had me parked in the driveway to my Daddy’s house. It looked like shit with the lawn overgrown and newspapers piled in front of the door. It was a warm night yet I shivered as I got out of the car. My teeth were chattering so hard I didn’t think that I would be able to speak. What was I doing here anyway? What the hell did I want?

Daddy loved me.

No man would ever love me like he did.

If he still did.

But it was sick. I was his daughter and he raped me. We pretended that we were married.

If I set foot back inside that house Daddy would force me to play that role again. I remembered the ecstasy that he brought me each time we fucked. I remembered all the words of love that poured from him like a torrent.

I had hurt him badly and I didn’t think that I would be forgiven.

I loved my Daddy and I hurt when he hurt.

I loved him enough to be whatever he wanted me to be. For the rest of my life.

The porch steps creaked ominously as I approached the front door. I knocked timidly on the wood even though I had a key. I must have stood there for five minutes before I called out. “Daddy. Daddy open up. It’s me.”

The door slowly opened then revealing my once handsome daddy. He was dressed all in black with his lovely black hair all mussed, deep shadows underneath his green eyes spoke of long sleepless nights. He also looked like he hadn’t shaved since I left.

“Daddy,” I whispered.

“Who the hell are you?” He rasped his voice sounded harsh and raspy as though from long disuse.

“Daddy…it’s me.” I was still reeling from the shock of seeing my daddy so miserable looking.

“I don’t know who you are. Get the fuck off my property.” He began to shut the door in my face.

I made a wild grab for the door squeezing my foot in between the doorjamb. His eyes, ever expressive, damned me to hell as I reached out to touch his face. He flinched from my touch. I took a deep breath my heart breaking. “Roan, it’s me. Isolda. Your wife.”

“You left me.” He whispered his eyes boring into mine accusing me.

“I was scared. I was afraid I didn’t know how to be a good wife no matter how much I loved you.” My heart pounded as I told this fundamental truth.

“You love me?” He stepped back warily from me.

“Yes.” Such a simple word. With that one syllable Roan embraced me pulling me into the house back into his bed and into his life.

We moved away and in our new neighborhood everyone knew we were married. Now it was just Roan and Isolda. Two people in love.