Awesome: Come on Lemony, it's not a big deal. Please come out of the bathroom.
Lemony: *calling from behind the bathroom door* No. I'm not coming out, but *slides a cookie under the door for Cazcappy* Other than that, I'm not coming out of this bathroom.
Wicked: In case you're wondering what's going on, our dearest dim-witted smut writer is having a crisis…again.
Awesome: Ok, I tried being nice but now I'm getting pissed...GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE BATHROOM NOW YOU LITTLE BASTARD!
Daddy Dearest
Act I: Only Two Can Tango
People have never thought certain things were entertaining. Take stories for example; some are silly or unspeakably plain.
Well, dear reader, this is not one of those stories.
Heed this warning, and take it to heart, because this is not one of those fluffy, cute stories where everyone lives happily ever after. It's quite the opposite in fact.
This story has a sprinkle of greed, simmering with envy, wrapped in wrath and coated with lust. Oh that's a prefect recipe to stir up a few weaker readers. But not you...oh no. You believe you can stomach this. For some reason, those four sinful and deadly ingredients have the potential to cook up a delicious story unlike any other.
If you feel you can digest all of this, please savor this delectable plot...Bon appetite, dear reader.
We begin our tale on a hot summer day, on the outskirts of Karakura town. There, along the beautiful beach front, was a mansion that looked like Angels themselves had built it. The huge estate's white, sunbathed walls were fashioned of white brick. Large, white pillars held up the red tile ceiling and lined the pool whose crisp waters sparkled in the sunlight. Humongous windows allowed the sun to break into the lavish home and allow its warm rays to run free across the Lexington furniture and black marble floors.
Who did this luxurious home belong to, you ask? Why, it was none other than Gin Ichimaru. The rich and powerful tax attorney was standing outside on the mansion's veranda, grinning into the sunlight without a care in the world.
Today was going to be a horrible day. Again, why? Because Gin's only son, Isuko, was coming home from college for summer vacation. Now you're probably asking yourself why that would be a bad thing? Well, the answer was simple: Gin hated his son. Despised him; loathed him. He wished Isuko was dead every minute of every day! Now what kind of parent would wish death on their own child? The kind like Gin; who had better things to do than care about his own flesh and blood.
Not only that, but young Isuko was bringing a playmate to visit Gin. Supposedly, it was some girl he called himself being in love with. Gin was so uninterested he couldn't even remember the little bitch's name. When Isuko called him earlier that week, he was elated about Gin meeting her. Hell, this girl couldn't be that damn special. Gin snickered when he figured she was very foolish to even take an interest in someone like Isuko.
To sum things up: Gin just didn't give a fuck.
That man didn't give a fuck about a damn thing that was going on in Isuko's life. He didn't care that Isuko was on the Dean's List the whole time he was away at college. He didn't care that his only son had been given award after award for his academic achievement. And Gin certainly didn't care that Isuko was bringing the love of his life to meet him for the first time.
Nope, Gin didn't give two shits about anything concerning Isuko.
Isuko Ichimaru was Gin's only child. His mother was Gin's first wife, Azumi Chinatsu. Gin was married to that she-devil for ten years. We all know about Azumi and how much of a neglectful, vile mother she can be. That six-foot tall, blonde demon in human form was no different when it came to Isuko. She ignored him and Gin ignored him as well. Nannies had raised the poor kid his whole life. Azumi, of course, was never home to be with her son; she was usually out drinking and fucking anything on two legs with a dick. Gin wasn't any better; if he wasn't working, he was spending lavish amounts of money, or just pretending Isuko didn't exist. Neither one of them wanted a child, nor did they have the patience to deal with one. The only reason Azumi didn't have an abortion like she wanted is because she needed a link to Gin's money. However, the fox-face billionaire was no fool. He demanded a paternity test after the boy was born and, to Gin's dismay, Isuko was his child.
Speaking of the blonde she-devil, you're probably wondering where she is. Well, get ready to sing and dance because, ding-dong, the witch is dead. No seriously, she died when Isuko was ten years old. How? Well, she passed as a result of drunk driving. No surprise there, dear reader. The blonde crashed her Corvette head-on into a ditch after a night of partying. But something was odd about it...Azumi may have been drunk but her brake lines were also cut...food for thought, dear reader.
Gin was elated after her death for two reasons. One, he no longer had to put up with the wife from hell! To add insult to injury, he literally danced on her grave after the funeral! And two, he was aware of Azumi's insurance money! What did he do afterwards? Gin laughed all the way to the bank. Besides, he didn't have time for that teary bullshit, Gin had celebrating to do.
Isuko, on the other hand, was devastated when he lost his mom.
You would think that being the spawn of Gin and Azumi, Isuko would be mean, nasty, rude and outright cruel. Honestly, he wasn't any of those things. Unlike his parents, Isuko was kind, sincere, and sweet. Even though people loved to walk all over him, Isuko was still a good person. However, the boy was painfully shy and mousy. Although Gin didn't give a flying rat's ass about Isuko, he was slightly surprised to hear the boy had a steady girlfriend.
Isuko wasn't ugly, after all. He looked very much like his father; he had an angular face that still looked boyish because of his young age and his father's happy-face smile. The only real difference between Isuko and his father was that the boy had platinum blonde hair, a trait given to him by his mother. Strangely enough, Isuko had his father's vermillion red eyes that set him apart. Although most people wouldn't give that boy a second look, those glowing red orbs and platinum blonde hair demanded attention. His modest looks combined with his sweet personality made him enjoyable to be around, especially to the opposite sex. He was always polite and treated women like a true gentlemen; not because he wanted to fuck them or anything, it was simply because it was in his nature to be kind to everyone...even if it meant he was completely spineless...
Gin chuckled as he stared out into the sea.
He wondered about the girl Isuko was bringing home. What was she like? Hell, the fox-faced billionaire couldn't even remember her name...she was probably just like Isuko, spineless and weak. He wondered if he could run her off for the sheer of fun of it.
Wait a minute dear reader, because Gin's mind had just hatched an idea...
Screwing around with his son and his so-called girlfriend could be fun. It would make excellent entertainment and an amusing diversion to get through the lazy summer days.
Oh well, it looks like you'll have to wait until they arrive, dear reader...
"Are you sure your dad is gonna like me?" Kitsune Marusaki said turning to her boyfriend. Isuko was driving his Benz SL with the top down. Gin may not have liked Isuko, but he made sure the boy had the finer things in life. Not because he needed it, Gin just wanted flash his cash through his son. They drove around the coast, hugging the curves of the road, and letting their hair blow in the wind.
Isuko glanced at her and smiled, "Are you kidding? He'll love you!"
"I hope so..." Kitsune murmured; meeting ones in-laws for the first time is the most nerve racking experience a human being would ever have to endure. Some would rather face cruel and unusual torture. However, if it meant taking their relationship to the next level, Kitsune was willing to do it.
Isuko then lowered his sunglasses slightly and glanced at his girlfriend.
She was the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen. Unlike most girls at his school, Kitsune had the most beautiful tanned skin and glistened like a bronze medal. He watched as her rich, black curly hair blew in the wind as he drove. And her eyes...damn those velvety purple eyes had young Isuko smitten from the moment he looked at her. He remembered it like it happened yesterday; the purple-eyed beauty came walking into the campus coffee shop where Isuko was busy reading at the time.
He looked up and watched her walk across the room, her black, strappy heels clacking and her mini plaid skirt flowing behind her. It was hot that day, so Kitsune was wearing a two-sizes-to-small white camisole. Isuko couldn't even tear his eyes away as she wrapped her juicy lips around the straw of her iced caramel Frappuccino.
Shyness be damned. Isuko promised himself, right then and there, that Kitsune would be his.
And, as they say, the rest is history.
Now here they were. Driving along the coast on the way to Isuko's house so Kitsune could meet his father.
Isuko looked back at the road but he stared at Kitsune out of the corner of his eye. She really was something special. Aside from luscious, glossy lips and full, delicious breasts the girl had a good head on her shoulders. All though a bit stand-offish, Kitsune was smart and nice. Isuko felt blessed every day that Kitsune was even willing to talk to him. Sure girls found him to be cute, but Isuko was too shy to hold their interest for very long.
The blonde young man began blushing when he thought about how wonderful Kitsune looked. It was hot as hell so she decided to wear a white tank top with cute little purple hearts all over it, khaki shorts, and plain white sandals. She could have been wearing dirt and Isuko would still think she was beautiful.
He sighed lowly.
Hopefully his father would like her, but Isuko wouldn't hold his breath. Gin Ichimaru was a hard and difficult man to please. Not to mention he'd never taken interest in anything going on in Isuko's life.
The blonde young man frowned slightly and turned to his girlfriend.
"Kitsune," He began nervously, "I just want to tell you that...my dad isn't the easiest person to get along with..."
Kitsune looked Isuko with soft, nurturing eyes. "I'll be on my best behavior, I promise."
"Even then," Isuko said shaking his head, "My dad, he just...he just...well, never mind."
Kitsune arched an eyebrow. Isuko sounded more than nervous. He was terrified. He prayed to every god and god-like figure that his father would not run Kitsune off. Isuko's father was infamous for scaring and tormenting people...he just hoped Kitsune wouldn't be one of them.
After an hour long drive, the couple drove up the curving, brick driveway of the marvelous mansion. Kitsune's eyes grew impossibly wide when she saw the magnificent home. She knew Isuko was a second generation rich kid, but she never would have guessed his pockets were so deep.
The purple-eyed beauty gawked at the wondrous place while Isuko opened the passenger side door for her.
"Like what you see?" He chuckled,
"It's huge." Kitsune replied, awestruck.
"Yup, it has ten bedrooms, six bathrooms, a game-room, a gym, indoor and outdoor pools, a tennis court, and a bar."
"Wow." Kitsune said, "What? No helicopter landing pad?"
"There's one out back," Isuko replied; Kitsune couldn't tell if he was joking or not.
With a house like this right next to the beach, Kitsune could tell the Ichimaru's spared no expense...on anything. With good reason, Gin worked day and night to get to where he was now, and keeping his wealth a secret would be an insult to him.
Just then a slew of scurrying maids came running out of the front door. It was a swarm of them! Kitsune was taken aback by the number of servants crowding around the Benz and taking heavy armfuls of luggage out.
"Welcome home, master Isuko." They all said quickly, "Glad to have you back sir,"
They chattered and snatched up every suitcase in sight. It was like a Blitz attack; just as soon as the servants arrived they'd hurried back into the mansion carrying all of their bags.
Kitsune looked at a smirking Isuko, her face confused.
"You know..." She began, "I could have carried my own stuff."
Isuko sighed, "My father has all of his servants whipped. They do things even before someone asks them. Just ignore it."
If Isuko's father could scare the hell out of his servants like this, Kitsune was terrified of what he might do to her. She swallowed and looked back toward the house.
Kitsune froze.
Who should be standing there but Gin Ichimaru.
Well, dear reader. It would seem the man of the hour has met our bubbly, blushing young couple. There's no telling what will happen from here...
"My, my..." Gin purred standing in the doorway of the huge home, smirking down at both Isuko and Kitsune. "What do we have here?"
"H-Hello father..." Isuko said nervously while swallowing a brick-sized lump that formed in his throat.
Kitsune looked back and forth at each man. Was she hallucinating, or was Isuko trembling slightly? She looked back up at Gin who had both hands clasped behind his back.
The purple-eyed beauty started at him. Now she knew where Isuko got his looks. Gin certainly did have a unique appearance. That silver hair and those serpentine eyes combined with his staggering height and abnormal skinniness made him stand out. A lot.
Meanwhile Gin was looking Kitsune up down, shocked. How in the hell did Isuko manage to pull a woman like this? He fully expected Kitsune to be of lesser looks, have a chest like a twelve year old boy, and generally be...well...disgustingly revolting.
But as Gin gawked at her, he realized it was the exact opposite. Kitsune was sexy as sin and it made his pants tighten around his hardening cock. Where did Isuko find this girl?
"Um..." Kitsune began, scared stiff. She bowed respectfully at Gin. "Hello Mr. Ichimaru..."
"Hello yourself," He purred, that sugary voice fell to a deep tremor. "And please, call me Gin."
"Father, this is Kitsune." Isuko added, "She's the girl I've been telling you about. She's amazing..."
Gin gave his son a sideways glare. The blonde young man was staring at Kitsune like a love-sick puppy. Gin rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to the bronze goddess standing in the middle of his driveway.
"So it is..." Gin replied, "Please come in. We have a lot to talk about, Miss Marusaki."
Kitsune walked forward just as Gin stuck out his hand to shake. Hesitantly she grabbed it; Gin squeezed down using a firm grip to hold her in place. Kitsune tried to pull her land back slightly, but Gin gently jerked her towards him.
He bent down so that they were nearly nose to nose and his smile curled mischievously.
"I'm extremely pleased to meet you..." He purred huskily, Kitsune could see two glints of red sparkling in his narrowed eyes. "Isuko be careful, I might have to steal her away from you..."
Tense seconds passed. Isuko watched helplessly as his father stared down the woman of his dreams. The boy could only image what he was thinking. His father resembled a snake that was sizing up haplessly prey.
Suddenly, Gin let go of Kitsune's hand and stood to his full height.
Without a word the silver-haired billionaire spun on his heel and trotted inside. Isuko and Kitsune exchanged worried looks but then followed the elder male and allowed the gargantuan home to swallow them up.
Once inside, Kitsune was lead through a beautiful foyer and she looked up at the glass, dome-shaped roof that let the sun pour into the house. The young couple followed Gin silently as he led them outside onto the veranda. The purple-eyed beauty looked out at the ocean; it was such a magnificent view that she couldn't help but let out a tiny sigh. On the deck there was a small patio table with three tall glasses of iced tea sitting in front of three wicker chairs.
"Well damn..." Kitsune thought, "Those servants are fast..."
She walked hand in hand with Isuko over to the table. The blonde young man politely pulled her chair out and allowed his girlfriend to sit down first. Gin rolled his eyes at the cheesy display. It's not that he was against being a gentlemen, but poor Isuko was trying way too hard. Gin was seated directly across from the two of them. He studied each person. Kitsune seemed a little nervous and Isuko was sweating bullets of course.
Gin decided to have a little fun...
"So Kitsune was it?" He began taking a long sip of his tea, "Tell me about yourself..."
Kitsune swallowed. "Well, there isn't much to tell...I'm a sophomore up at Karakura University."
"What do you study?" Gin inquired curiously,
"Child Development." She answered quickly,
"Yeah, Kitsune has the best grades in her ma-"
Isuko's words were cut off.
"She's a big girl, Isuko. Let her speak." His father snapped his voice iron-hard.
It worked like a slap because there was instant silence at the table. Isuko shamefully hung his head; he knew speaking out of turn was a fool-proof way to irritate his father. Gin then looked back at the purple-eyed beauty and his grin sprang to full glory.
"Please continue..." He said. Kitsune stared anxiously at him.
"Um...like Isuko said, I have the best grades in my major..." She said. Gin nodded approvingly.
"I can appreciate a woman who has a good head on her shoulders," He told her. "I also appreciate a delicious little body to match..."
Kitsune was beginning to feel distinctly uncomfortable. Did she just hear him correctly? Mr. Ichimaru's gaze was not broken for a second and it felt like she was trapped under a microscope. Gin meant what he said. He would bend Kitsune over that table and fuck her senseless in front of his son if given the opportunity. Meanwhile Isuko remained quiet and avoided both of their eyes, he didn't want to say or do anything at this point. Honestly, what could he do?
"Father..." Isuko said timidly "Do you really think that was appropriate?"
"Yes, I do." Gin purred shamelessly, "Kitsune is very beautiful, I was just giving her a compliment, son."
"Well, thank you...I think..." Kitsune said not sure she really meant it or not. She was too confused by the whole thing. Carefully she studied the man sitting across from her. A tongue slid across his slender lips and low grunt escaped his throat. Gin hadn't had this type of reaction to a woman so quickly before. Perhaps it was because Kitsune was forbidden fruit...and that's always more tempting.
"So what are you plans after college, Kit-chan?"
The purple-eyed beauty arched an elegant eyebrow at the feminine extension to her name. She'd only met the man five minutes ago and he'd already given her a nickname. This man was very strange...
"I hope to become a teacher," She answered, "I love kids and think I'd enjoy helping them learn."
"A teacher," Isuko said, dreamily staring at his girlfriend, "Isn't she great, father?"
"Wonderful." Gin answered shortly. "Isuko and Kitsune? May I be honest with you?"
The young couple nodded and leaned forward, listening intently.
Gin then chuckled, "Do you even fuck her Isuko? Have you ever made her body moan or beg? Who I am kidding of course you haven't. I apologize for my son's lack of manhood, Kitsune."
Gin was enjoying watching the young couple squirm under the weight of his words. Truthfully, in the entire year that they had been together Kitsune and Isuko never had sex! It's not like Isuko didn't want to make love to Kitsune it's just that he thought by waiting she would be more comfortable to it when the time came. So Isuko never rushed or pressured her, he didn't want to risk losing Kitsune because he couldn't control his cock.
Gin smirked viciously at the pair. "I don't like this arrangement. I don't like you two being together. If you came here looking for my blessing, you aren't going to get it. So stop wasting my time with your bullshit."
Silence…
Both Kitsune and Isuko stared at the fox-faced man, flabbergasted. He just came right out and said it! Isuko's heart shattered into a million little pieces and Kitsune didn't know what to think!
Gin merely sat back, sipping his tea, and chuckling at the speechless pair.
"Besides," He continued, "I find myself wondering why a girl like you Kitsune would even be interested in my spineless excuse for a son."
Isuko could do nothing but hang his head shamelessly. But not Kitsune! She locked eyes with Gin and glared at him, those purple orbs were daggers!
"I'm interested in him because I like him!" She snapped, "You're his father! You should be happy to meet whatever girl he brings home!"
"Sadly I'm not," Gin asked coolly taking a sip of his tea, Kitsune was starting to see red. She tried to be polite, she tried to be nice, but this man was pushing his luck!
"Father...!" Isuko hissed nervously, trying to stop a fight before it began.
"Hush Isuko, the lady and I are talking." Gin seethed to his son not breaking eye-contact with Kitsune, "As a matter of fact, why don't you just put your head down and be quiet like a good little boy."
Isuko was taken aback by his father's command. Was he serious? Oh yes, dear reader, Gin was as serious as a heart attack. The two men glared at each other for a moment. A minute pasted and Gin grew impatient so he snapped his fingers and pointed to the table while still glaring at Kitsune. Isuko's resolve was weak and he obeyed his father like a dog. He slowly buried his head in his arms. This was so humiliating. Isuko had gotten emasculated in front of the girl of his dreams. How was she even going to look at him again?
"Good boy." Gin said.
Kitsune looked on, shocked at the domination Gin displayed and even more surprised that Isuko had listened like an obedient slave. She understood now why Isuko never wanted to introduce her to his father.
The man was a sadist.
The silver-haired gentlemen then turned to Kitsune.
Gin loved the blazing fire in Kitsune's eyes and her chest rising and falling with fury. It made his cock hard as steel. He wanted to see just how far he could push her.
"You didn't answer my question," He said to the purple-eyed girl "What's a woman like you doing with a little boy like Isuko? Surely he cannot be fulfilling your needs."
His expression turned black as sin.
Then Gin's voice fell dangerously low and his words got hot as fire, "But if you ever need a man who can make you moan and whimper; my bedroom is right upstairs..."
Kitsune had heard enough.
"Whimper this!"
SPLASH!
Before Kitsune could stop herself; she picked up her own glass of iced tea and poured it over Gin's head. The icy cold liquid dribbled down his head and face as Kitsune sprang to her feet and marched off the veranda. Isuko hadn't seen a thing, but he heard the whole conversation! He quickly got up and chased after his infuriated girlfriend.
"Father why did you do that!" Isuko hissed angrily, "Kitsune! Please wait!"
Gin sat there, dripping in tea. He was actually smiling. Kitsune was quite the little hellcat. Gin liked that...very much. Perhaps instead of running her off, he could run Kitsune right into his bedroom. The fox-faced man had a weakness for women with attitudes. It made it all the more fun to teach them how to be obedient. Kitsune would a perfect student...
To him, Isuko didn't deserve a girl as fiery and alive as Kitsune. No, Gin he wanted that pleasure for himself. She deserved a man who was a beast and could sink his teeth into her, not some scared little boy! The thought itself infuriated Gin!
How scandalous dear reader! Gin was actually plotting to steal his own son's girlfriend away from him. He wanted that girl...
And Gin Ichimaru always got what he wanted…
~Later That Night~
"Come on Kitsune, please..." Isuko begged, "Do it for me?"
It would seem we've come upon the young coupe preparing for bed. Isuko and Kitsune were in his old bedroom, putting on their pajamas. Neither one of them felt weird about getting dressed in front of each other. They'd been dating for a year, so of course they were comfortable with seeing each other's bodies. It's not hard to guess what the topic of their discussion was, dear reader. Isuko was pleading with Kitsune to try and start over with his father, for his sake.
"I'm not doing it, Isuko." Kitsune replied slipping on a pair of blue mini shorts and a white tank top shirt. "Your dad is nuts!"
"Please, please, please, please..." Isuko asked, his red eyes going soft and helpless. Kitsune hated it when he looked at her like that! He reminded her of a puppy that had just been kicked! She shouldn't do anything for him, especially with the way he let his father walk all over him.
"Please, please, please, please..."
"Alright! Alright!" Kitsune said, her annoyance finally getting to her, "I'll go talk to him and try to work this out."
Isuko vaulted over the bed in his boxers and wrapped his arms around his girlfriend, "Thank you Kitsune! Most girls would have flown the coop after something like that!"
Oh dear reader, young Isuko had no idea his beloved Kitsune came close to doing just that. She smiled at him and returned his hug.
"Do you know where I can find him in this maze you call a house?" She giggled; Isuko shrugged and glanced at his wristwatch.
"Its 10:30, so he's probably in his office finishing up some work. It's on the second floor, down the hall, and to your left."
Kitsune nodded and turned to leave Isuko's big, luxurious contemporary bedroom. When she stepped out into the hall there was instant darkness. The purple-eyed beauty squinted and tried to maneuver around the gigantic house. Her thought went back to early that day...Gin Ichimaru certainly was honest. Kitsune would give him that, but he was also cruel and rude. She knew he didn't have to embarrass Isuko like that...he wanted to.
A pulse went through her belly.
What if that was her being told to put her head down? Would she have done it? If she didn't would Gin have...punished her in some way?
Another pulse thumped through her stomach and Kitsune shook her head furiously. Now was not the time to be thinking about something like that.
After walking for what seemed like an eternity, not mention getting lost a few times, Kitsune believed she found her destination. It was a tall wooden door at the end of the hall, on the left, located on the second floor just like Isuko had told her. Kitsune swallowed and raised her hand to knock.
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
Not a sound could be heard for a moment or two, but then a sugary-sweet voice called from inside.
"I know it's you Kit-chan..." That voice cooed, "Please come in"
The purple-eyed beauty stepped inside. Lo and behold Gin was sitting behind a large mahogany desk in the middle of a large, elegant home office. Kitsune approached the desk and stood in front it. Gin was sitting, visibly relaxed, with his hands clasped on top of the table. He was smirking at her.
"Good evening Kitsune," He purred hotly, "I've been waiting for you…"
Oh my, would you look at the time. Sincerest apologies but it seems like you'll have to wait for the next act.
Til' next time we meet, dear reader...
Lemony: *calls from bathroom* I'm not coming out. Writing now a days feels more like a chore than a passion. Forget it, I ain't getting out of this bathroom. I'm stressed out, I'm tired out, and I'm frustrated as hell.
Awesome: YOU'RE JUST BEING MELODRAMATIC AND ITS PISSING ME OFF! NOW OPEN THIS GODDAMNED DOOR BEFORE I KICK IT THE FUCK DOWN MUTHAFUCKA! YOU BEST PUMP YO BRAKES LEMONY!
Wicked: Now, now Awesome watch your temper. If you kick down the bathroom door, we'll lose our security deposit. As much as I enjoy your pain and suffering, Lemony, be civil. Now what's got you so upset you've resorted to locking yourself in the bathroom again?
Lemony: Readers, this is just a smutty story I thought of when I was in the shower. And I dunno Wicked, it's just all this writing recently, I feel like I can't keep up with myself. I feel like my head is gonna explode...I don't have that spark to get excited about writing anymore...I'm done. Readers, I quit...REVIEW!