Sins of the Father Ch. 02

"Ash, what's going on is what's called a power exchange. It's when the submissive chooses to give power to her dominant. It's, it's very heady stuff, honey. You are essentially surrendering to me."

She thought for a few moments.

"Yeah. I didn't know those words in that context, I guess, yeah. Like, that's how I felt when you spanked me the other day, and just now. Like I surrendered or something."

"And how did that make you feel?"

"It's, um... difficult... I never felt like that before. I felt... free, I guess. Maybe that's not the right word. But I was free from worry, nothing else mattered except being in that moment. Like even though you're hurting me, you're also in charge and I'm okay with that. And the pain, it... it like, makes my orgasm stronger? I want that. I want more of that. How is it for you?"

I thought for a few moments, too. I didn't know if I could express myself, either.

"I, I feel incredibly close to you when we... when you give yourself to me. And when I spank you or... hurt you... I am so conflicted with guilt, and so amazingly turned on by you, and so connected to you, it's almost overwhelming."

She giggled. "It's really cool, isn't it?"

"Yes," I laughed with her. "Very fucking cool. And Look at how hard my cock is for you. That's pretty cool too."

"Very fucking cool," she said, reaching down and lightly stroked my rigid cock with her fingernails, sending lighting bolts to my brain.

"Does he want to fuck me, Daddy?"

"Pull your legs up honey... God, you're so flexible, Your knees are against your breasts! See how open you are for me?"

She nodded and smiled as I climbed up on her. My cock easily found her pussy in just a few seconds. Ashley's pussy oozed with desire and I pushed my cock forward into her body.

"Ohhhhh Daddy," she whispered as I filled her vagina with my cock.

I whispered back to my girl.

"Lock your ankles around my back... yesssss. Feel how deep in you I am?"

Our lips met in a soulful kiss as our bodies joined in blissful togetherness. Pushing into her, I felt like I was trying to nail her to the mattress with my cock. I just... had to get... deeper... deeper inside...

"My Little Love," I inadvertently whispered as I moved in and out of her, making love to my baby. She arched her back, mashing her breasts into my chest. God I loved that.

"Fuck me, Daddy," she moaned softly. "I love... your cock inside me... fuck."

Her hot, liquid-velvet pussy gripped my cock incredibly tight. I felt like... like I'd never felt before. To have the love of this... young woman... and to be joined with her so utterly completely... I'd never been on such an emotional high as this is my entire—

"Fuck me harder, Daddy!" she moaned , breaking me out of my reverie. Hell yes I will fuck you hard—

"Fuck me hard like you fucked Mommy!"

I froze, completely stunned and confused. Mommy, Ashley had said. All of a sudden, I couldn't wrap my head around what I was currently doing; cheating on my wife and having sex with my own daughter.

"Why, why would you say that?"

"Daddy, what's wrong? Are you... what's happening?"

I was going soft, that's what was happening. The guilt came crashing down upon me like a tidal wave. I couldn't... I just couldn't reconcile my behavior...

"Daddy? I thought you loved me?"

I rolled off Ashley, embarrassed and ashamed. She pulled the sheet over her body, to hide herself. She was confused by my actions, and so was I.

"Daddy?" Ashley asked quietly. I couldn't look at her. "Talk to me?"

"Ashley, I..."

I couldn't. I couldn't face her. I suddenly felt like I ruined her life, somehow. Like this would scar her forever.

She cried quietly next to me for a few moments. I... didn't respond.

"I fucking Hate you! You fucking asshole!" And she leaped out of the bed.

"Ashley wait a second," I began, weakly. But she stormed out and slammed the door. She screamed as her loud footsteps thumped down the hallway, then she slammed her bedroom door.

Well there you go, genius. You fucked up her life by fucking her, now you've basically rejected her. What's your plan now?

I had no idea. The surreality increased with each passing moment and I felt I was losing my grip.

I don't know how much time passed, maybe ten minutes or so. I heard her door open, followed by her tromping down the stairs like a herd of elephants. Less than a minute passed when she climbed back up the stairs just as loudly. My bedroom door flew open, and there she stood, naked, and holding my Abbey Road album.

This was no ordinary Beatles album. This was a limited-edition version with half-speed mastering, master tape sourced, and stamped on heavy-duty Supervinyl. I'm not making this up, this was a rare fucking thing.

"Ashley!" I warned, using my sternest voice. "Don't you even think about this!"

"What's more important, Daddy? Me, or this record?"

I knew what she was doing. She was recreating a scene from her childhood, where (I found out later) she broke a Beatles record of mine on purpose for attention.

"Ashley, that's a silly question!"

She slid the album and the inner sleeve out of the cover, and threw the cover off to the side.

She kept the record in the special sleeve. She knew better than to touch the vinyl with her bare hands.

"Then answer me," she demanded.

She deftly slid the album out of the protective sleeve, holding the record carefully by the edges so as to not touch the grooved playing surfaces.

My heart began thumping in my chest, and I began thinking clearly again.

This is your little girl, the one you love the most in the world.

I leaped up and managed to yank the record from her grasp, grabbing the "Do not touch" areas fully with both my hands. I backed away from her as she gave me a stunned look.

"Daddy! I wasn't going to really break it! You saw I was holding it the right—"

"Quiet!"

She immediately stopped talking.

"Ashley, I love you more than anything in the whole world. Yes, more than Mom. And I would do anything to protect you. But..."

I walked over to our large bureau where we kept our folded clothes.

"You have made it abundantly clear, beyond a shadow of a doubt..."

I held the record, improperly, in one hand, and raised it over my head.

"That you want me, your father..."

I slammed the rare, expensive record down on the edge of the polished cherry bureau, shattering it into several large pieces and a few smaller ones.

Ashley screamed in shock at my ridiculous display of... whatever this was.

"To fuck you. So I will. After this."

I went over to the nightstand and pulled out the red silk kimono belt I found earlier. I guided my daughter to the foot of my matrimonial bed, so that her back was to the tall post. I told her to raise her hands over her head, which she did without hesitation.

I tied her hands to the post, above her head. My daughter stood there naked, trembling, her chest rising and falling with her deep breaths.

"Open your legs a little bit, honey," I whispered softly.

She stepped a little to each side, allowing my hand to comfortably cup her sex. I leaned down to kiss her as my fingers gently rubbed her.

"You're wet again," I whispered as I pulled away.

"I never," she swallowed, then continued. "I never went dry, Daddy."

I smiled and kissed her again, gently, sensually. I felt my cock harden up again as my fingers penetrated her pussy, and I rubbed my erection against her tummy.

"Daddy, oh God..." she moaned into me. "Why did you break your record?"

"You are much more important than any record, Ash. I just wanted you to know that." I wiped away a little tear from her right eye. "I'm guessing you still want a spanking today?"

"Yes Daddy. But, this is kinda different, and a little scary."

"Do you trust me? Because I've got you, and I want to give you what you need. And you know I need this, too."

"Yes... I trust you."

A look crossed her face, like she made an important decision.

"I'm not 'Yellow,' Daddy. Or 'Red'."

I smiled at my little girl.

"There are many different types of spankings, Ash. There's leaning on the couch like we did Saturday. There's over-the-knee spanking, too."

"I loved that one!"

"We'll do more of that, don't worry."

Gently, I eased two fingers up and into her vagina. She groaned as my wet fingers penetrated her.

"There's also different parts of your body that can be spanked, too."

"Different parts like... ohhhhhh shit... is that three fingers now? Wait.. different body parts?"

I moved my free hand to her breast and smiled.

"My, my boobs? You're going to spank my boobs?"

She groaned as I curled my fingers inside her pussy, and gave her breast a light tap.

"Exactly."

"Oh my God, Daddy..."

I began with just some moderate slaps on her breasts. Each little slap caused her to flinch a bit, but she held my gaze as I continued. I used both hands as I faced her, slapping the sides of each breast in unison. I mentally counted the strokes, and I stopped when I got to thirty.

"How you doing, punkins?"

"Good! It's... weird, though. My breasts feel very warm, like on the inside. They don't really hurt, it feels, I don't know, interesting. Are, like, we just getting warmed up?"

"Yes... we are just getting started, baby girl."

I smiled at her while I admired her form. She stood there, her hands tied to the post, looking so helpless, and so sexy. She inhaled deeply and slowly exhaled, as if trying to calm herself.

"Daddy? Do you like looking at me?"

"Honey, you're the most beautiful thing on this Earth."

"You're not just saying that? I want to be pretty for you... I want to look sexy for you."

Her breasts rose and fell, and she turned a little to one side and lifted her leg slightly, giving me a sexy pose. Of course, with her hands tied over her head, her breasts stuck straight out. Her engorged nipples stood out proudly, and I knew she was aching to find out what a real breast-beating was all about.

I leaned into her and we kissed, softly... tenderly... and I wrapped my arms around her tightly and lifted her off the ground. The tender kiss became fervent, passionate as our lust grew together. She wrapped her legs around me, and I helped situate her so she was fully resting on me.

Deep inside, I felt the beast rising. The beast that she'd awoken in me. The beast that needed to feed off of our combined lust. Ashley must have felt this on a subconscious level, because she suddenly bit my lip, hard.

I pulled away from her, and I swear the look on her face said what are you gonna do about it, old man?

The beast had risen inside her, too. She wanted this.

I set her feet back on the floor, rubbing my lips a little bit. Then, I gave her a swift smack on her left breast, much harder than the little taps I gave her earlier. She yelped in surprise at the stinging blow, but she looked me in the eye, defiantly.

Smack!

I slapped her right breast, hard, causing her to cry out in earnest for the first time. I have to admit at this point, I was really enjoying this. My wife would never stand for this, she would just see it as some form of abuse. But my Ashley, she wanted me to use her, she wanted to please me, she wanted to be dominated.

I unleashed a one-handed barrage on her breasts, alternately striking each one about every second and with increasing vigor.

Ashley moaned and screamed. She involuntarily twisted her body in an attempt to escape the onslaught. Because her hands were tied securely above her head to the bedpost, she couldn't get away or do much to reduce the impact.

I kept slapping her breasts, fast and hard, her one breast still jiggling from its slap while I hit the other one.

Glorious.

I stopped after about a minute, after giving her fifty or sixty strokes. I was impressed with how she took her lashing, and I was also impressed at how hard my fucking cock was.

"Ash, look at me... come on now, look at me."

Still grimacing from the pain, she slowly opened her eyes once she realized I had stopped. Her eyes glassy, they were at the verge of dribbling tears. She sniffed and cleared her throat.

"Daddy?" she asked in a voice just above a whisper. "Did I... am I doing okay?"

I was so proud of her, I even got a little choked up.

Just look at how red her breasts are, they're practically glowing.

"You're amazing, baby."

I went to her and kissed her hard on the mouth while also placing my hands on her hot breasts. I gently rubbed and massaged them lovingly, knowing it would make them feel better. Then, while still kissing her, I slid my right hand down to cup her sex and found her pussy actually dripping onto the rug. My fingers slid easily into her.

"Baby, I just love you so much!"

I hoisted her up again on me. Only this time, I picked up her little frame and set her down on my upward-pointing cock.

I pushed into her a bit, her back against the bedpost, and entered my daughter. She gasped as I penetrated her. I watched as her eyes rolled back into the back of her head while I continued to drill deeper inside her vagina. In just a few moments, I let her down until she was completely impaled on my steel-hard shaft.

With her legs firmly wrapped around me and my left hand holding her up by her ass, I reached up and undid her bound hands. Her arms fell around my neck and she held onto me for dear life.

I'm sure the day's events were a bit overwhelming to her; the earlier multi-orgasm session followed by some harsh pain, and now switching back to pure love and pleasure was a lot for a young person to take in. While I held my baby's ass in both hands with my cock deep inside her, Ashley buried her face in my neck and let her emotions loose completely.

I held her lovingly, and whispered in her ear how much I loved her, and continued to fuck her gently, yet firmly. Her body shook with sobs and her tears drenched my neck. I couldn't think of anything else to do except help her grind her pussy on me as we fucked.

I somehow held her in just the right way. In less than a minute, her sobs turned to moans. She leaned back so we could see each other's faces.

My adorable little girl looked at me with her tear-streaked face and runny nose, and her bright green doe-eyes were filled with love.

"Daddy... Daddy... I'm going to... cum oh my fucking God."

Her body convulsed as her orgasm swept through her. I felt the contractions on my cock as she came hard.

I carefully carried Ashley around the end of the bed, and then sat down on the edge with my cock still in her. I moved her onto her back so I could fuck my baby, Daddy-style.

I know her clit was sensitive from her climax moments ago, and that direct contact can even be somewhat painful at this stage... but I dismissed that and plowed into her with all I had. I pulled almost all the way out, and then thrust hard and deep into her wet pussy, pounding her like a cheap whore. We both grunted, screamed, and cried out while I rutted in her like a wild fucking animal.

Time ceased to exist. It was just the two of us locked together as close as two people can possibly be, riding this wave of emotion to the top. It wasn't just the pleasure, the emotional ties between us just grew stronger and stronger with each stroke, with each touch, with each kiss.

I felt it building fast inside me, and I fucked Ash with extra intensity. She sensed my sudden urgency and spoke, between her labored breath.

"Cum, Daddy... cum inside your girl."

With a final thrust, I fired all my sperm deep inside my little girl's pussy. Ashley orgasmed after just my second or third squirt, too, her contractions milking my cock of its cum.

"Fill me... fill me with your sperm, Daddy."

We went limp as our lust faded, satiated for the moment. I began to grow conscious again and I realized how hard I had been smashing Ashley into the bed. Still on top of her, I started to roll off her.

"No!" she exclaimed, grabbing me and holding me right where I was. "Stay right here, Daddy. Protect me."

I rose up a bit on my elbows so I could look at her, my little lover.

"Ash, honey. How are you? You doing okay?"

"Just don't let go of me, Daddy."

I reached over to grab my phone and check the time; we still had over six hours until anyone was expected home. Quickly, I set the timer for two hours so we could take a nap if we wanted.

Then, I worked my hands back under my baby's ass so I could hold her tightly. My fingers found a veritable cum-flood between her legs. Pushing my right hand a little more, I could get my middle finger right on her wet asshole. I slowly rubbed her hot little hole, circling it with my finger as we kissed.

Several minutes later, after we had mostly recovered from our ordeal, I asked her if she wanted to roll over. I knew my 190 pounds was a lot for her little buck-ten body and I didn't want to crush her. We rolled over a quarter-turn so we faced each other, still clinging tight with our arms and legs still tangled together. Our foreheads touched, the crowning touch of our tight embrace.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, my little love."

"Will you always love me?"

"Of course I will!" I reassured her. "Forever and always."

"Even if I got pregnant?"

My jaw dropped open.

"Aren't you on the pill?"

She giggled.

"Yes I am, but... maybe I shouldn't say anything."

"Ashley, punkins. Please. Let's be honest with each other, alright? Tell me. It's okay."

"Okay. Well... the thought of that really gets to me when we, like, you know..."

"Fuck?"

"Yes!" She giggled. "When we fuck, I imagine you putting a baby inside me. But I wait until you're ready to cum. Then I say to myself give me your baby Daddy, and I cum instantly"

I kissed her tenderly, stroking her cheek.

"That's a lovely thought, Ash, and a very sexy one, too. But, let's not do —"

"Daddy! Of course not! It's just a fantasy, I know I've got too much going on to have a baby. Plus there's lots of like, risks and stuff."

I smiled at her, my little baby girl. It was a sexy thought, sure enough... No! Don't even go there!

"Daddy? Can we like, spoon or whatever?"

"Of course!"

I helped her roll over and she scooted back up to me. At only about 5'3", she fit perfectly into my 6'1" spoon I created for her.

She sighed as my arm came down across her body, my hand cupping her breast. She held onto my arm with both her hands, squeezing back up against me.

"Oh, I could get used to this! God, you feel good Daddy... mmmmm"

I gently kissed her neck, nuzzling her hair and giving her reassuring little squeezes every now and then. Within minutes, her pulse slowed and her breathing evened out, and she fell asleep in my arms.

My little love.

- - -

The alarm buzzed and I jerked awake. Startled, I disentangled myself from Ash and ran to the window to check the driveway.

Phew! No cars. Nobody home except us.

I slid back in bed with Ashley, she kissed me passionately as we fell into a firm embrace. Her warm body on me began to produce the usual result.

"Daddy, you're hard again!"

"I can't keep it down around you, punkins."

I rolled on top of her, tongue kissing her. I grabbed my hard cock and placed it at her opening. Not surprisingly, I found her somewhat wet. I pushed in slightly and I felt her open up to me. New juices seem to arrive by the second, helping me get inside my daughter's pussy.

"Oh... God... you fill me up, like, so good."

I made love to her, real love. We slipped into a quiet, gentle rhythm which was a contrast from the earlier activities of the day. Her legs wrapped around my waist as she fully opened up to me.

"Give me that love-cock."

I smiled at her. "Love-cock? I like that."