Stop It, Daddy! Ch. 02: D'ya See Me?

Hi everyone. Since a sequel has been requested privately and in the comments multiple times, I have made a *short* sequel to Stop It, Daddy! which is another cliffhanger. If you do not like cliffhangers, I do not suggest you read but you are free to. Just note I have warned you. More is definitely coming.

I am also not sure exactly which category this chapter belongs in as it's more descriptive and less action-packed. I just put it in the same category as the first to make it easier to access for readers.

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PREVIOUSLY...

"I love you Daddy. I will be your slut. I will be your cunt and I will be your slave. Please do not ever leave me, Daddy." she whispered, hugging her new Master.

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As John, Tessa's father, lead her into the same room she had now been for a whole week, fulfilling people's sexual desires, she looked around. The room was no different than the first time she had been taken there except for new cum stains all over the grey wall, a mix of hers and random clients. She still clamoured for attention; despite her father's obvious disinterest. Over the next few days, he was too busy with clients requesting his daughter's body. Though Tessa had watched some porn showing the life of a slave and read The Rebellious Slave, a Literotica hit, she still had a hopeful feeling in her gut that her father would treat her as a novelty again. But now, he was even considering other girls as her co-slaves. She endured the sly words John muttered through the phone every now and then, "What does she go for?", obviously talking about the price of a new lady, a new woman with a finer figure to replace her. No. No one could replace her, Tessa said proudly in her mind. Even though she was in used condition, her father loved her with all his heart, or so she believed.

She went on this assumption for weeks on end. However, within two tiring months, a new girl by the name of Mira Birkeland joined the circle. Tessa was used to pretending orgasms, emotions and love to please men (and women) that paid to fuck her. Nevertheless, her attempts to conceal her feelings about Mira were hopeless. Mira's fresh appearance and sweet, genuine tone were far better presented than Tessa's old face and dull attitude to her newly formed life. John clearly took a shine to Mira and her perfect waist, hips, boobs and shaved, young mound. Tessa tried desperately hard to show an amorous approach towards her father in place of Mira's sensual one, to no avail. More and more clients clung onto Mira. Mira, Mira, Mira! That's all they cared about!

Goddamnit.

LATER THAT YEAR

After more driveling months of Tessa's old clients worshipping the new girl, Tessa was pissed off more than anything. It felt so lonely nowadays. She had gotten to know one person, as they were the only one who wanted to take her. Guess who? Lucas Atherton. Yeah, that guy. The one who had taken her first. They had resorted to conversations inside and outside of her work. They had a close relationship now, as friends, of course. But Tessa, being the clichéd woman she always had been, began to felt something much stronger as the year progressed. There was one problem, though.

She wasn't allowed to have relationships with clients, or anyone for that matter. She had no idea why and John wouldn't tell her. Despite it, they often got close to kissing when they were traversing Coldwater Garden, the park around the corner. Mira had seen them and frequently told her Master about the incidents. Tessa was spanked and starved of food except bread and water on the days it was reported. Lucas was always scolded but couldn't be eliminated from their presence as he was the only paying customer John could get for his daughter now.

"How many fucking times have I told you Lucas? Stay away from a relationship with my daughter, AND slave! You know how much I prize them." he often repeated, unknowing of the many other (secret) times they shared together.

"I hate Mira so fucking much. She's practically stealing all my wages by the minute!" Tessa stated while staring into Lucas' eyes.

"You know... perhaps we could get rid of Mira somehow?" Lucas suggested to Tessa.

"And how exactly would we fucking do that? I could be reprimanded and fired if I dare try!" she cried at him, surprised at his apparent stupidity.

"Well, it's not like you're getting much action anyway. Quit or something."

"My father will disown me if I do that. Okay? Goddamn, you are stu-" she said angrily before being cut off by a tender kiss on the lips from Lucas. He felt so warm as he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer towards him.

"Let's just forget them. Let's remember 𝑢𝑠 instead." Lucas whispered softly in her ear under the stars.

That night, she couldn't stop thinking about 𝑡h𝑎𝑡 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠. She loved him, of course she did, but she couldn't keep on doing this with Mira on her back. Everything was distorted with her around. How in the hell could they get rid of her?

Fate was on it's dangerous way.