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Sure enough, my daughter crawled from under the table, her lips still wet from the blowjob. Quickly I rushed over to her and kept her facing away from Susan. “Now let’s get you cleaned up so you can have dinner,” I told her in a very nice voice. She looked into my eyes with a mischievous stare. I led her to the restroom and quietly whispered one thing. “Clean up!”\n\nSoon it was time for Susan to leave. We finished dinner, Kate had sat at the table and played with her food. We talked about things, the date went fairly well after the incident. Finally, I waved goodbye to my date and closed the door in front of me. All I could do was stand there once Susan was gone. I listened for her car leaving the street before I turned around to face Kate standing in her usual spot she greeted me in when I came home from work.\n\nA lot of things went through my mind at that moment. Kate simply stood there, staring up at me, a small innocent smile on her face. “I like her, daddy,” she said, as if nothing was wrong at all. I didn’t know what to do with her. I wasn’t as mad as before, but I was still angry, and something needed to be done about this.\n\n“Go to your room, Kate,” I ordered, making sure my angry expression would be obvious to her. It worked, I saw in her eyes that familiar look of worry. She knew then she did something wrong. As she did as she was told, I let out a heavy breath of air then headed to the bathroom to get more cleaned up.\n\nAfter an hour, I went into her room to have a talk with her. The talk I had earlier didn’t have any effect. It was clear I had to be more direct about it. As I opened the door to walk inside, I saw a lump under her blankets and her hair poking out from the top. She must be upset to hide under there. Or perhaps she was sleeping already. I walked over to her bed and carefully sat down next to her. “Kate, are you awake?” I asked, my voice calm. She didn’t answer me.\n\n“Kate?” I asked again then moved my hand under the blanket to look at her. I stopped. This reminded me of the first time I had sex with her. It seemed so long ago, yet it was only a few months. I regretted that moment now more than ever. I had a feeling one day I would get what I deserved for what I did to my only daughter. From an innocent girl stuck in her childhood, to a sexually obsessed ticking time bomb. It was clear how little she cared about being caught. She grew bolder by the day, with today being the incident that pushed things too far. If I did nothing about it, I’ll be going to prison for a long time, and she’ll be more damaged than ever before, losing both her parents.\n\nWhat have I done…. The pathetic thing was, part of me still wanted to lower those blankets and play with her body.\n\n* * *\n\nDays have gone by since that night. I never had that talk with her. After I left her alone in her room, I went on my computer and did research on parenting. I kept looking, searching, as if something online could tell me how to handle such a fucked up situation between a father and daughter. When I woke up this morning, she was already rubbing my cock. Unsure of how to handle it, I gently pushed her away with my arm and got up from the bed and went to the restroom, leaving her alone on my bed.\n\nI washed my face. She wasn’t going to stop. When I dried my face with a towel, I decided then and there my solution to this problem. Making sure my door was locked, I took a shower. I could hear the doorknob turn and shake. Kate was trying to get in. Ignoring it, I finished my shower, dried off, and went back into the bedroom to get dressed. My daughter was sitting on my bed, just waiting. She stared at me hopefully, but I acted as if she wasn’t there. It wasn’t easy, but I had to get her to understand it wasn’t going to happen anymore. She needed this.\n\nFully dressed, I didn’t say anything the entire time as I made for my door, opened it, and walked out with my suitcase. My girl followed, I heard her footsteps behind me. As I reached for the front door, she grabbed at my arm.\n\n“Daddy..?” she asked, sadness in her voice. She knew something was wrong. It pained me to do this, it hurt to make her feel that way. I turned to face her and looked down into her brown eyes.\n\n“Yes, sweetheart,” I answered her.\n\n“Will you play with me when you get home?” she asked me, her voice quiet.\n\n“We’ll see,” was all I could say as I opened the door and left for work. That entire day, I could think of nothing else but Kate. The drive to work, sitting at my desk, talking with my coworkers, my boss, even when Susan said hi to me. My neighbor in the desk next to me noticed I was off and asked if something was wrong. Stress was my excuse. It wasn’t exactly a lie.\n\nI got little done at work. When my last hour was up and it was time to clock out, I did so with relief, and yet dread. I was glad to be free from work, since I was doing such a poor job anyway, but I knew Kate would be waiting for me, wanting to ‘play’...\n\nThe drive home was quiet. I went over in my head what I was going to do if she was waiting naked for me again. Pulling into the driveway, I removed my keys from the ignition and opened the door to get out. Shutting it, I stood in the driveway and jingled the keys in my hand while letting out a heavy sigh. I walked toward the front door and used my key to unlock and open it.\n\nKate was waiting for me again, wearing the mini-skirt and stockings, as well as a provocative small tank top with no bra underneath. Without hesitation I walked inside, closed the door behind me, and walked past her saying nothing. I went to my room and shut the door behind me and locked it.\n\nEvery day, she waited, wearing something new, sometimes wearing nothing, sometimes she’d be on my bed in an alluring pose instead of waiting at the doorway. I started to lock my door even when I was at work after a few of those incidents. The days turned to weeks. It felt like an eternity since I looked at Kate, since I talked to her or so much as gave her a hug.\n\nAll I could feel was loneliness in the air. At the time, I didn’t understand how much worse it must’ve felt.. For my daughter. There was times when I sat in my bed, my bedroom door locked so she wouldn’t come in, and stared at the gun in my hands. I knew I wasn’t going to do anything with the gun, I knew I wasn’t going to make it easy for myself and leave Kate alone, but it was comforting oddly, to know the gun was there.\n\nMore weeks followed, until one day I came home to find my doorway empty. She wasn’t there waiting. My bedroom was locked, she wasn’t there either. Something was wrong, I felt it. I walked toward her bedroom door and knocked. I heard noises. A deep voice. Immediately I swung open the door and caught the neighbor’s son standing in front of my daughter, his cock in her mouth.\n\n“Get the fuck off my daughter!” I heard myself scream. The kid was so scared he pulled up his underwear and pants halfway before running out of the room and toward the door. “Get the fuck out of my home!” I chased him out, I was more than furious. He ran down the street and I slammed the door behind him.\n\nImmediately I rushed to Kate’s room and screamed at her, I was livid. I yelled, I cursed, I pounded my fist on the walls. She weeped, but it didn’t stop me. Eventually I slammed her door and went to my room. I made a furious phone call to that boy’s parents, threatening them and their son if he ever came near Kate again. Needing to calm down, I took a cold shower, and went to bed early.\n\nI awoke later that night when I felt Kate crawl into my bed. She didn’t try to touch me this time. Turning to face her in the dark, I wrapped my arm around her, holding her. “I’m sending you away for awhile…” I told her, tears forming me in my eyes. I squeezed her in my arms.\n\nHer body shook and bumped. “No daddy,” she pleaded, her voice begging. “I promise i’ll be good, don’t send me away…”\n\nThe pain was intense, but I didn’t have any other choice. “It’s for your own good, Kate. And for mine. We need time apart so things can go back to normal. I promise it won’t be for too long.”\nThe girl begged, cried, but all I could do was hold her. We fell asleep together one last night before I made the phone call to have her picked up by her grandmother. It was one of the most painful moments of my life. I deserved it, I knew I did, but Kate did not. I would have to live with that…\n\nThe days that came were hollow. Quiet. I spoke to no one, I didn’t go to work. The house felt empty. It truly was. I missed Kate. Every second I sat around, undressed, dirty, wondering what I did wrong, what I could have done differently, what I should have. I thought about my mistakes, but more than that, I thought about Kate’s health, her mental health, and the damage I caused because of my horrible actions. There was no one on this earth I loved more than her. No one was more beautiful, more innocent, more wonderful and sweet than that girl. No one deserved a happier life than she.\n\nNo one deserved punishment more than me.\n\nSusan called again. As usual, I let it go to voice mail. I didn’t deserve a woman like her. Opening another case of beer, I simply drank and sat in front of the t.v.\n\nLittle did I know after I fell asleep, I received a call from my mother, Kate’s Grandmother. The loud speaker relayed the voice mail live, but I slept right through it. “Tom! It’s about Kate, she ran away. Pick up the phone! Is she with you? Call me back as soon as you can. I’m going to call the police!” ", "description_bbcode_parsed": "This chapter is a bit on the heavy side. Mainly it's more storytelling than anything else, but here we see the tone changing a lot more.


My Daughter Kate - Chapter 4


The short moment it took me to run from the bathroom to the kitchen felt like an eternity in my mind. All I could think about was being caught, being reported to the authorities. Going away for a long time, Kate being forced into a foster home. It was all over now.

When I arrived in the kitchen, I saw Susan look up from under the table with a large grin. “Tom! Kate was here under the table all along! That’s adorable… she gave me such a fright though,” she said. I could feel the relief rush through my body like a massive tidal wave. I laughed and gave an obvious sigh of relief. “That’s good. I thought she was at her friend’s,” I lied as I kept my distance from the table. If I sat down again, she would surely try something else.

“Kate, come on out now,” I called with a stern but ‘fatherly voice. Sure enough, my daughter crawled from under the table, her lips still wet from the blowjob. Quickly I rushed over to her and kept her facing away from Susan. “Now let’s get you cleaned up so you can have dinner,” I told her in a very nice voice. She looked into my eyes with a mischievous stare. I led her to the restroom and quietly whispered one thing. “Clean up!”

Soon it was time for Susan to leave. We finished dinner, Kate had sat at the table and played with her food. We talked about things, the date went fairly well after the incident. Finally, I waved goodbye to my date and closed the door in front of me. All I could do was stand there once Susan was gone. I listened for her car leaving the street before I turned around to face Kate standing in her usual spot she greeted me in when I came home from work.

A lot of things went through my mind at that moment. Kate simply stood there, staring up at me, a small innocent smile on her face. “I like her, daddy,” she said, as if nothing was wrong at all. I didn’t know what to do with her. I wasn’t as mad as before, but I was still angry, and something needed to be done about this.

“Go to your room, Kate,” I ordered, making sure my angry expression would be obvious to her. It worked, I saw in her eyes that familiar look of worry. She knew then she did something wrong. As she did as she was told, I let out a heavy breath of air then headed to the bathroom to get more cleaned up.

After an hour, I went into her room to have a talk with her. The talk I had earlier didn’t have any effect. It was clear I had to be more direct about it. As I opened the door to walk inside, I saw a lump under her blankets and her hair poking out from the top. She must be upset to hide under there. Or perhaps she was sleeping already. I walked over to her bed and carefully sat down next to her. “Kate, are you awake?” I asked, my voice calm. She didn’t answer me.

“Kate?” I asked again then moved my hand under the blanket to look at her. I stopped. This reminded me of the first time I had sex with her. It seemed so long ago, yet it was only a few months. I regretted that moment now more than ever. I had a feeling one day I would get what I deserved for what I did to my only daughter. From an innocent girl stuck in her childhood, to a sexually obsessed ticking time bomb. It was clear how little she cared about being caught. She grew bolder by the day, with today being the incident that pushed things too far. If I did nothing about it, I’ll be going to prison for a long time, and she’ll be more damaged than ever before, losing both her parents.

What have I done…. The pathetic thing was, part of me still wanted to lower those blankets and play with her body.

* * *

Days have gone by since that night. I never had that talk with her. After I left her alone in her room, I went on my computer and did research on parenting. I kept looking, searching, as if something online could tell me how to handle such a fucked up situation between a father and daughter. When I woke up this morning, she was already rubbing my cock. Unsure of how to handle it, I gently pushed her away with my arm and got up from the bed and went to the restroom, leaving her alone on my bed.

I washed my face. She wasn’t going to stop. When I dried my face with a towel, I decided then and there my solution to this problem. Making sure my door was locked, I took a shower. I could hear the doorknob turn and shake. Kate was trying to get in. Ignoring it, I finished my shower, dried off, and went back into the bedroom to get dressed. My daughter was sitting on my bed, just waiting. She stared at me hopefully, but I acted as if she wasn’t there. It wasn’t easy, but I had to get her to understand it wasn’t going to happen anymore. She needed this.

Fully dressed, I didn’t say anything the entire time as I made for my door, opened it, and walked out with my suitcase. My girl followed, I heard her footsteps behind me. As I reached for the front door, she grabbed at my arm.

“Daddy..?” she asked, sadness in her voice. She knew something was wrong. It pained me to do this, it hurt to make her feel that way. I turned to face her and looked down into her brown eyes.

“Yes, sweetheart,” I answered her.

“Will you play with me when you get home?” she asked me, her voice quiet.

“We’ll see,” was all I could say as I opened the door and left for work. That entire day, I could think of nothing else but Kate. The drive to work, sitting at my desk, talking with my coworkers, my boss, even when Susan said hi to me. My neighbor in the desk next to me noticed I was off and asked if something was wrong. Stress was my excuse. It wasn’t exactly a lie.

I got little done at work. When my last hour was up and it was time to clock out, I did so with relief, and yet dread. I was glad to be free from work, since I was doing such a poor job anyway, but I knew Kate would be waiting for me, wanting to ‘play’...

The drive home was quiet. I went over in my head what I was going to do if she was waiting naked for me again. Pulling into the driveway, I removed my keys from the ignition and opened the door to get out. Shutting it, I stood in the driveway and jingled the keys in my hand while letting out a heavy sigh. I walked toward the front door and used my key to unlock and open it.

Kate was waiting for me again, wearing the mini-skirt and stockings, as well as a provocative small tank top with no bra underneath. Without hesitation I walked inside, closed the door behind me, and walked past her saying nothing. I went to my room and shut the door behind me and locked it.

Every day, she waited, wearing something new, sometimes wearing nothing, sometimes she’d be on my bed in an alluring pose instead of waiting at the doorway. I started to lock my door even when I was at work after a few of those incidents. The days turned to weeks. It felt like an eternity since I looked at Kate, since I talked to her or so much as gave her a hug.

All I could feel was loneliness in the air. At the time, I didn’t understand how much worse it must’ve felt.. For my daughter. There was times when I sat in my bed, my bedroom door locked so she wouldn’t come in, and stared at the gun in my hands. I knew I wasn’t going to do anything with the gun, I knew I wasn’t going to make it easy for myself and leave Kate alone, but it was comforting oddly, to know the gun was there.

More weeks followed, until one day I came home to find my doorway empty. She wasn’t there waiting. My bedroom was locked, she wasn’t there either. Something was wrong, I felt it. I walked toward her bedroom door and knocked. I heard noises. A deep voice. Immediately I swung open the door and caught the neighbor’s son standing in front of my daughter, his cock in her mouth.

“Get the fuck off my daughter!” I heard myself scream. The kid was so scared he pulled up his underwear and pants halfway before running out of the room and toward the door. “Get the fuck out of my home!” I chased him out, I was more than furious. He ran down the street and I slammed the door behind him.

Immediately I rushed to Kate’s room and screamed at her, I was livid. I yelled, I cursed, I pounded my fist on the walls. She weeped, but it didn’t stop me. Eventually I slammed her door and went to my room. I made a furious phone call to that boy’s parents, threatening them and their son if he ever came near Kate again. Needing to calm down, I took a cold shower, and went to bed early.

I awoke later that night when I felt Kate crawl into my bed. She didn’t try to touch me this time. Turning to face her in the dark, I wrapped my arm around her, holding her. “I’m sending you away for awhile…” I told her, tears forming me in my eyes. I squeezed her in my arms.

Her body shook and bumped. “No daddy,” she pleaded, her voice begging. “I promise i’ll be good, don’t send me away…”

The pain was intense, but I didn’t have any other choice. “It’s for your own good, Kate. And for mine. We need time apart so things can go back to normal. I promise it won’t be for too long.”
The girl begged, cried, but all I could do was hold her. We fell asleep together one last night before I made the phone call to have her picked up by her grandmother. It was one of the most painful moments of my life. I deserved it, I knew I did, but Kate did not. I would have to live with that…

The days that came were hollow. Quiet. I spoke to no one, I didn’t go to work. The house felt empty. It truly was. I missed Kate. Every second I sat around, undressed, dirty, wondering what I did wrong, what I could have done differently, what I should have. I thought about my mistakes, but more than that, I thought about Kate’s health, her mental health, and the damage I caused because of my horrible actions. There was no one on this earth I loved more than her. No one was more beautiful, more innocent, more wonderful and sweet than that girl. No one deserved a happier life than she.

No one deserved punishment more than me.

Susan called again. As usual, I let it go to voice mail. I didn’t deserve a woman like her. Opening another case of beer, I simply drank and sat in front of the t.v.

Little did I know after I fell asleep, I received a call from my mother, Kate’s Grandmother. The loud speaker relayed the voice mail live, but I slept right through it. “Tom! It’s about Kate, she ran away. Pick up the phone! Is she with you? Call me back as soon as you can. I’m going to call the police!” ", "writing": "", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "", "pools_count": 1, "title": "My Daughter Kate IV", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "image/jpeg", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "1", "type_name": "Picture/Pinup", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "2", "views": "402" }