Yes, I am pervert, but I'm not this perverted. I had a dream about it and I want to write it down. It is BD/SM, which I am in a BD/SM relationship right now. Guess which one I am ;3 But the 'this perverted' is the father/daughter.
So enjoy!
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Charlie came home a bit early from work. Nothing much had a happened today, like any other day at work. However, usually he had to do paperwork which usually ate up most of his time at work. Today, not much paperwork because of lack of action at Forks, Washington. He sighed as he went up the steps of his porch. He tried to open the door, but it was locked. He was proud of his Isabella. She was being safe, even being in a dead town like Forks. He unlocked the front door and went in, locking the door behind him. He put his coat and his gun belt on the coat rack next to the front door. He was home early, so he wasn't really surprised to see that dinner wasn't being made. He let Bella cook whatever she wanted to cook and she was an excellent cook. He knew Bella wasn't sure what she wanted to do in her life, but he tried to encourage gher to follow her dreams, whatever that may be. But to Charlie, if he it his way he would send his Isabella to a cooking school.
He heard his Isabella go into her room. Out of curiosity, he headed upstairs to say 'hello' to his Isabella. Her door was slightly ajar, and he didn't think anything of it. He poked his head into her room. His jaw dropped. She was mostly naked. Only a see through, lacy, purple panties and a matching see through bra were on. And most surprisingly, he was getting hard from this sight of his Isabella. She was just moving around her room, doing whatever, not really noticing that Charlie had entered completely into her room. Charlie noticed that her hair was still wet, she must've just got out of the shower.
"Isabella?" He said accidently. He knew that his Isabella didn't like being called Isabella.
She turned to him, covering her mouth with both of her hands. He noticed without actually looking that her nipples went completely hard. He was getting hard and glad that his Isabella was focused on his face rather than below the belt. Her face went as red as a strawberry. He wondered if she tasted like a strawberry.
"D . . . daddy?" She stuttered, slightly uncovering her mouth. Like a virgin, she tried covering herself up with her arms. Dear god! Charlie was getting turned on by his Isabella. His babygirl.
"Babygirl. Sit on the bed." His Isabella stared at him with confusion. "Now. Yo9u'll be punished if you don't. I will not hold back." He said with force. His Isabella sat down. "Tell me what you are thinking. Tell the truth." He knew she was a terrible liar. "Or you'll be punished."
She jumped a little but quickly settled down. "I'm thinking about you."
"What about me?" He asked sternly.
His Isabella flinched a little at the tone of Charlie's voice. "I was thinking about something inappropriate." She blushed and looked down. She peeked up a little, giving Charlie an innocent look. Charlie knew it was all accidental. "Daddy." Charlie was in lust now. That threw him off but in such a way that it was good.
"What is it?"
"I, um, uh . . ." His Isabella blushed more, looking down again.
"I won't ask again. What was so inappropriate about me? I will punish you if you don't."
His Isabella flinched again. "I was thinking about you fucking me." She finally spit out.
"Well, that is inappropriate." His Isabella looked down, her hair hiding her eyes. "According to society." His Isabella looked up, surprised written all over her face. There was also excitement. "You are my little Isabella, my little babygirl, my little whore. No one else's. Got it, whore?" She nodded. "No, say it." Charlie said sternly.
"Yes, Daddy."
"Good girl." There was a smile that appeared on her face. Charlie thought of something. "Stay where you are." He said.
"Yes, Daddy." His Isabella said.
Charlie left her room and went into his room and grabbed a large tool box that was under his bed. He went back into his Isabella's room, who remained where she was.
"Mm. Good girl." He said as he put the tool box on her desk. He went up to his Isabella and started taking off his Isabella's bra. Once it was removed, he started playing with his Isabella's breasts. So soft. So perky. He squeezed hard. His Isabella screamed out from the pain.
"I love your tits, my precious little whore." He said as his cock throbbed from the pleasure he was getting with playing his Isabella's breasts. He stopped playing with them, they were a bit red, however, even though his Isabella's face held pain there was also a sick sense of pleasure she was getting from all of this. Charlie could see it in her eyes.
"Unzip my pants, whore." He growled. His Isabella did what he ordered. "Pull it out." He ordered. She did. "Now suck my precious whore." She began to suck on his hard cock. Her mouth felt so amazing on his cock. He played with her hair while she did oral on him. Charlie grabbed her hair pulling her head all the way back. And then he rammed his cock deep into her mouth. She was making choking sounds. Tears poured down her face.
"You need to get use to my cock going all the way back." Tears were flooding her face as the chocking sounds were getting worse. "Use your tongue, whore." His Isabella began licking the length of his hard cock. He was on the verge of cuming. Just a bit more. Isabella was beginning to struggle against Charlie's hold of her. "Bad girl." He whispered. He let go of his grip on her. His Isabella looked up at him with fear, and again, that sick sense of pleasure she was getting. "Get up." He ordered. She got up. Charlie sat down where his Isabella was once sitting. Without speaking, he forced his Isabella down on his knees. "You brought this on yourself. You struggled against me." Charlie said as he ripped off the panties, tearing them to shreds. "Your master. Your father. I think thirty spankings is a fair amount. Count along and say 'thank you daddy' after each one. Got it?"
"Yes, daddy." She said. Spank. "One, thank you daddy." Spank. "Two, thank you daddy." Spank. "Three, thank you daddy." Spank. "Four, thank you daddy." Spank. "Five, thank you daddy." Spank. "Six, thank you daddy." Spank. "Seven, thank you daddy." Spank. "Eight, thank you daddy." Spank. "Nine, thank you daddy." Spank. "Ten, thank you daddy." Tears were flowing down her face. Her ass was getting to be a nice pink color. Charlie's cock was throbbing from the pleasure of spanking his Isabella. He stuck a finger into his Isabella, who made a squeaking sound once Charlie's finger was in her vagina.
"You are so wet, my dear sweet Isabella. You are so fucking wet. You must love this every so much." He felt around. "And you are a virgin. That is even better." Charlie took out his finger and sucked on it. "And you are so delicious. I think, just this once, I not do all the spankings that I said. Naw. I fucking love how wet you are." He continued to spank her and let her do what Charlie had ordered. Once the rest of the thirty was all done, his Isabella's perfectly round and firm ass was pink. He stuck his finger back into her wet cave. "Oh dear god! You are so fucking wet! I wonder if I can get you to orgasm this way."
He pulled out his finger and began spanking his Isabella fast and hard. He didn't want her to count these; he wanted to see her reaction, to see if really can orgasm this way. After a while, his hand was red and sore from all the spankings but he didn't care, he knew he was close to her orgasming. Within twenty minutes of Charlie spanking her without her counting, she had cummed all over her legs and Charlie's pants. Her ass was bright red.
"Good girl. Good girl. Now get up." His Isabella stood up. Charlie stood up. "Undress me." He ordered. His Isabella obeyed. She undressed him, piece by piece, including his shoes and socks. "Now lay down." His Isabella climbed into bed and she laid down her head on her pillows. Charlie went over to the tool box, opened it and took out several police issued handcuffs. He went back over to his Isabella and put a handcuff on each wrist. Charlie handcuffed the other end and secured them on the posts of his Isabella's headboard. Charlie's cock was throbbing from the anticipation of what he had planned.
He put a handcuff on each ankle on his Isabella, putting the last two on her desk. He got onto the bed, between his Isabella's legs. "Dear god! You are so fucking wet." He said as he plunged two fingers into her. He wanted to take her virginity via his cock not his fingers. He pulled and licked his fingers clean. "You taste so damn good." He mumbled more to himself than to his Isabella. Without any warning, he lifted her legs up and over her head, quickly using the handcuffs to tie down her legs to the same posts as her wrists. "You are all mine. Are we clear? No one else's." His Isabella remained silence. He spanked her pussy. Her juices flying everywhere.
"Yes, Daddy. I am all yours."
"Good." He said. "Say something dirty to me."
"I want your cock in me."
"Yes?"
"I want your cock in me, Daddy."
"Good."
"I want it deep in me, Daddy. Really deep. I want it fast, Daddy, really fast. Because I am yours daddy. I am all yours. No one else's."
After his Isabella spoke, he rammed his cock into her asshole. She screamed so loudly. Good thing the neighbors were far away from his house and this house was sound proof. "You said you wanted my cock in you. You never said where. Besides, I'm your master, your father. I know what is best for you and you should not question me." He spoke as he thrusted deep and hard into his daughter's asshole. Surprisling, with every hard thrust that Charlie did, her pussy was squirting out juices onto his chest. She was getting just as much pleasure from Charlie fucking her ass as Charlie was. With one last thrust, Charlie squirting his semen into her ass. "Hold it." He ordered as he exited. He got off the bed and went over to his tool box. He grabbed a buttplug and he then proceeded to shove it into his Isabella's ass. "You must keep this in you, for two days. If it is removed, you will be punished severely."
"Yes, daddy."
Charlie then released his Isabella from her confines. When he returned the handcuffs to the tool box, he removed another item. He went back over to his daughter and put a dog collar around her neck. "You are mine."
"I am yours, Daddy." She said, touching the collar.
"This is no longer where you will sleep." Charlie said. His Isabella looked at him in surprise. He attached a leash to her collar. He took off, tugging on the leash, forcing his Isabella to follow him. Charlie led his Isabella to his room, at the end of his bed. "This is where you will sleep." He pointed to the floor. "I will also watch you use the bathroom and I will also watch you shower. You will cook all of my meals, not just dinner. If I want something, you will give it to me. You must ask permission to do anything, yes even cooking and using the bathroom. When I give the orders, you listen and obey. I can change any rules on you whenever I feel like it. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Daddy. I understand"
"Good girl."
"Daddy, may I go pee?" She asked.
"Yes, you may." Charlie led her to the bathroom. His Isabella went pee, cleaned herself off, flushed the toilet, and washed her hands with the door open and Charlie watching. "I also forgot, I must approve of your outfit for school or for any outings, which you need to approval by me, and you will be in panties and a bra, or nude when you are in the house."
"Yes, Daddy."
"Good girl. Your body is mine. You have no say in it. It is mine."
"Yes, Daddy."
"Good, now suck me again." Charlie ordered. Isabella got on her knees and started sucking Charlie's now limp cock, which was quickly getting hard. After a while of his Isabella sucking his cock he cummed in her mouth. "Swallow, whore. Swallow." She swallowed. "Now clean me up with your tongue." She obeyed. "Good girl."
"Thank you Daddy."
"Now go cook me dinner. I want hamburgers."
"Yes, Daddy."
He removed the leash, and his Isabella went to go cook his dinner. He watched her walk with a lustful smirk appeared on his face.
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I hope y'all enjoyed this. I'm not sure rather to continue or to just leave it as is.
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