Dad made Charlotte sit on his lap as they watched TV. He picked a reality TV show about fashion.
"I don't care about these whores or their contests but I enjoy seeing their tits bounce," he said. "I also like it when one of the whores loses and she starts crying."
Charlotte felt very strange sitting naked on her dad's lap. He casually groped her sore breasts while they watched. Like it was normal.
On the screen one of the contestants was modelling a see-through top. Her nipples were visible.
"She's got nice nipples, very small, I bet she'd scream if you bit them," Dad said like he was talking about the weather. "You've got better tits though, Charlotte."
He gave her breasts a hard squeeze.
They kept watching. Dad started fingering Charlotte. When he had his big fingers all the way inside her, he pulled them out and put them in her mouth. She tasted herself and Dad's cum. It made her want to throw up. Dad did it again. He noticed how much she hated it and kept doing it until the TV show was over.
"Charlotte," Dad said, "get on your knees and open your mouth."
She knew what was going to happen. The thought made her sick.
"Please Dad ... how about we do something else? I could give you a ... a handjob?"
She didn't want his dick in her mouth. It was such a horrible thought. She'd already been forced to swallow his cum but at least she hadn't had her own father in her mouth...
"Charlotte, honey?"
"Yes, Dad?"
He spat in her face. She recoiled in shock and disgust.
"Do you think I'd let you do something that you hated less?"
She shook her head, trying not to start crying again. He didn't deserve to see her cry.
"Get on your knees and open your mouth, honey."
She got on her knees and opened her mouth. Dad held his cock in front of her.
"Kiss it and say thank you, Daddy."
She kissed her own father's penis. It tasted of her pussy.
"Thank you, Daddy."
He started facefucking her. Charlotte had sucked cock before but never like this. Dad used her mouth like a pussy, pumping her face mercilessly. She drooled and gagged and her eyes filled up with tears as his cock went down her throat. She almost threw up but Dad didn't care. He held her by the back of her head and fucked his own daughter's mouth. He reached down once and shoved two fingers into her asshole, holding on to her like that while he fucked her face.
Charlotte was in shock. When Dad came on her face, covering her in his cum, she burst into tears, sobbing like when she was little. Dad responded by rubbing the cum across her face, then slapping her.
"Now go clean yourself up for bed, honey," he said.
She staggered to the bathroom, where she took a shower and brushed her teeth. She felt so dirty that nothing helped. Even when her skin was clean she felt dirty inside.
Sleeping in the same bed as her father, both of them naked, felt like another line that should never have been crossed. Even though she knew he'd raped her, sleeping together as if they were a couple felt like a new violation. Dad insisted on kissing her on the mouth for almost fifteen minutes before they slept, his tongue exploring her mouth like when two teenagers make out. It was disgusting. He groped her while he kissed her and shoved three fingers into her dry pussy, stretching her painfully. Then they fell asleep spooning.
Charlotte woke up twice during the night. The first time was when Dad started humping her. He put two of his big fingers in her mouth and gagged her while he fucked her. He came inside her unprotected. He didn't pull out after he came and she had to lie there, feeling him slowly go soft inside her. His fingers stayed in her mouth too.
She had difficulty falling asleep after that. Feeling him inside her like that. She couldn't believe it was real. She wanted to get up and run away. She even thought about going to the police. But it wouldn't work and he'd ruin her life. Besides ... she couldn't live with anyone finding out about this. It was too humiliating. She cried herself to sleep.
The second time she woke up that night was when Dad started gagging her with his fingers. He was shoving two, then three fingers really far down her throat. It was too much and she thought she was going to throw up. She tried to pull Dad's hand away but couldn't. He gagged her harder.
They were still spooning. Now he turned her on her back. He made her spread her legs and started fucking her while still gagging her. With his free hand her slapped her tits and twisted her nipples. She was bawling, her face a mess of tears and drool. Dad spat on her.
He came inside her again.
They spooned for the rest of the night. This time Dad kept two fingers shoved into her pussy.
She woke up to the smell of pancakes. Dad was in the kitchen.
"Good morning sleepyhead!" he said.
For a few moments Charlotte thought she had imagined everything. But she was naked in Dad's bed and all her holes ached.
"Come here, honey," Dad said.
She went to the kitchen. Dad was dressed. On the kitchen table a wonderful breakfast was set up. Dad had prepared all her favorites.
"Didn't we teach you to say good morning?"
"Good morning, Dad."
"Say it with a kiss."
They kissed with tongue. Dad groped her ass.
"Sit down. Enjoy."
She was hungry so she stared eating. Dad joined her.
"We have to talk," he said. "There are a lot of things you have to learn."
She didn't say anything.
"Are you listening to me, honey?"
She nodded.
"Of course, Dad."
"Good. Now that you live under my roof, you'll have to follow my rules. If you don't, you'll be punished."
She nodded. Was he really going to force her to live with him?
"First rule: no clothes at home unless I tell you to. You'll take all your clothes off the moment you open the door."
"Yes, Dad."
"Second rule: no underwear outside of home unless I tell you to. Even if everyone can see your tits or your pussy through your clothes. No underwear."
"Yes, Dad."
She hated this more than Dad knew. It wasn't just that she'd be exposed. Women with big breasts needed bras for comfort. Maybe he did know.
"Third rule: you will only wear a bra if it's full of my cum. No exceptions."
The thought made her sick.
"Fourth rule: if I tell you to take off any piece of clothing, you'll do it immediately, even in public."
"Yes, Dad."
"Fifth rule: your pussy will stay shaved at all times. If you neglect it, I will make you fuck a cactus."
"Y-yes, Dad."
"Sixth rule: you will eat cum every day. If mine isn't available, you will eat someone else's."
Oh God, this was getting even worse.
"Seventh rule: you are a worthless slut. If anyone wants to fuck you, let them. No matter who it is. Any guy you meet has the right to fuck you in any way he wants. Wherever he wants, too."
"Yes."
"Remind me, what did I say you were?"
"A worthless slut."
"And what are you?"
"I'm a worthless slut, Dad."
"Eighth rule: unless you are tied up, you'll take ten nude selfies a day. At least two of them have to be completely nude and at least two have to be in public."
"In public?"
"In the park, on the street, I don't care, just in public. At least two photos also have to involve an object in your pussy. You can use your fingers sometimes but if you use them all the time, I will punish you."
"Yes, Dad."
"Ninth rule: your phone's lock screen and background picture will be nudes of you. You will not change them without permission."
"OK, Dad."
Going to work was going to get a lot more difficult.
"Tenth rule: no birth control of any kind. If you get pregnant, you get pregnant."
This scared her more than anything.
"I'm not going to lie to you, Charlotte," Dad said gently. "Your life is going to change. You're going to be very unhappy. I'm going to hurt you a lot every single day. But if you follow these rules at least you can avoid some of the pain and humiliation. OK, honey? Now enjoy your pancakes."
Dad was right. Charlotte's life changed. She moved in with her father. When she came home, she always took her clothes off. She sucked his cock every day, sometimes more than once. She started looking for opportunities to take nude selfies so she wouldn't get punished. When she went to work or out with her friends, she wore no underwear. Sometimes she wore a bra full of cum. When she did, Dad made her take selfies while sucking on her own nipples.
People in her life started treating her like she was a slut. It wasn't open but they had a contempt for her that was new.
Dad fucked her and slapped her every day. Her breasts and ass hurt all the time. Sometimes he slapped her pussy too. Getting a spanking before going to bed became a normal part of her everyday life.
She tried to find ways of avoiding the pain, like rubbing some spit into her pussy when she thought Dad was going to fuck her. She wished he would stop slapping her tits.
Her own father's penis became the most central object in her life. Sometimes she had to spend hours under the table just licking it. She felt it inside her every day. Dad's cum became a familiar taste. Her mouth tasted of it all the time. Sometimes even her food did. Once she went out to a club with his cum inside her pussy, her asshole, on her tits, and in her mouth. She started feeling sick whenever she saw Dad's penis. She even threw up a few times but he didn't care.
She thought her life couldn't get any worse, but then it did.