Diamond Tiara sighed softly and cutely to herself, her lovely pristine pale violet mane bouncing softly. Her sparkling brilliant cornflower blue eyes were settled dreamily upon a magnificent glittering tiara fitted with soft princess pink diamonds at the center and to each side, which twinkled deep in her eyes. She rolled her right little hoof daintily across the covering class, as if caressing the intricate tiara. She had to have it, no matter the cost... Tiara snapped from her reverie and turned to her father, Filthy Rich. She made sure her long mane was set right and straight but with a teasing bounce and batted her cute eyelids as she came up to him.
	“Oh dear daaadyy~” Tiara started, a soft cute bounce to her step as she smiled lightly, beaming with cuteness.
	“Not now, princess.” Filthy Rich said shortly, his usual tired and bored countenance plastered on his long face. It seemed he already knew what she was going to try. “But perhaps next time. Dad has to make sure some important meetings get through first.” Before Tiara could say anything else, Rich trotted out of the jeweler's.
	Diamond Tiara stood gaping for a second... she needed that incredible tiara now! Her brilliant blue eyes narrowed for a bit, a wicked smirk growing upon her filly lips. She lightly turned her head to the tiara. “Wait just a moment as I get my plan going. I'll make him like, come back for you~” She said softly before following after her father, her cute filly plot swaying sensually side to side. The Jeweler's monocle crashed to the ground as he noticed, blushing as his equine member pushed out against the underside of his table, jostling some gems.

	Filthy Rich paused a second, reaching a hoof into to his inside pocket to check his intricate antique stop watch, waiting for his daughter to catch up, unaware of her intentions. As he pocketed his watch, he turned to see if his daughter wasn't still pouting in the jewelers only to find Diamond Tiara standing... with her sparkling blue eyes heavily lidded, a sensuous teasing smirk upon her little lips. He stood perplexed for a moment until his own young daughter started tow alk towards him, with an obvious heavy pendulum swing of her young healthy flank. It was the walk of top of the line models and... he stopped his train of thought there, still caught off-guard by his daughter's sensuous... alluring display. Before he knew it, she stood before his bigger torso, gliding one of her small cute hooves down his chest. The slow alluring touch stole any words that may have came to him as he looked down at her.
	“Dear  poor daddy~” Tiara said sultrily, gliding her little filly hoof up and down his chest. “I like, need that brilliant tiara so bad~ why don't you just like, go get it for me?” Rich felt something deep stir inside of him... how long had it been since he had a woman act this way towards him? A deep animalistic desire burned at the attention, but.. it was a filly, AND his daughter. He bit at his lower lip and simply cleared his throat, managing to collect enough to respond.
	“Tiara, I-” He started, trying to use his strong voice. But it was cut as his cute pretty little daughter pressed her full body to his torso. He could feel her warmth, her closeness...
	“Sshhh~ how long has mother been gone... poor daddy. Just give me what I want, and,” She batted her eyes once more, flicking her tail up along his stallion forelegs, starting to slid in underneath him. His eyes widened, feeling her lithe filly body underneath his four strong legs. “I'll give you like, what you've been yearning for a long time now~”
	Rich struggled for words, biting his lip harder, finding it harder to repress his primal urges and desires, having not been with another woman in far too long, and the way his own young daughter was advancing on him was unlocking those deeper desires, despite her age and relationship. Her confident aura also didn't help matters, like she knew exactly what she was doing... he began to think if she got experience, and the idea of his young filly daughter doing this to colts and maybe even other stallions...
	“Perhaps you don't like, believe me, my sweet dear daddy~” Tiara said underneath, her tail cutely swaying between his forelegs. “Let me like, give you a preview of my services~” Rich was about to try backing away, his rational mind saying it was all wrong, but his lonely animalistic side wanted whatever this... this young mistress said. His eyes widened even further, feeling those soft tiny lips press to his inner thigh, and all was lost. His meaty stallion member portrayed his inner demons as it slipped out practically immediately for the young succubus, growing by the second as it rubebd against her oh so soft and young cheek. “You call this a dick? I suppose it will do~” Tiara stated teasingly. Rich's ears folded to the back of his head, almost forgetting that anypony could come up on them any moment. As the wind rustled his hair, the cold breeze brought back some of his senses.
	“T-Tiara!” He let out, trying to keep his voice stern. Tiara only smiled, loving a challenge in stubborn males, knowing soon he'd be melted around her hoof like all the others. So she played along, letting him gather some senses, just so she could knock them down. “St-stop that this instant! I am your... your father, little girl. We are g-going to talk about your- aahh!” Tiara had placed both of her cute little hooves around the base of his growing member, which instantly sprung to full hardness in her cute little grasp. So very, very slowly, Tiara started to rock her forehooves, up and down, in an circular pattern. Stroking up and down just a few inches of that rigid throbbing meat. Tiara knew the instant responses from the cock meant it had been far too long since her daddy had any fun with another woman... which meant she'd have a real easy time of putting him in her power. 
	“My poor, poor sweet daddy~” Tiara said softly, almost poutingly as she tended to her father's hard cock. “Look at how you react to me~ you are in like, such need, not caring for how old I am~ or even that I'm your own daughter. You really are like, filthy~” She laid it on thick, her voice so soft and gentle yet filled with confidence and power. As if she had already won. Rich could feel it in her voice...
	“Y-young lady...” He tried once more, but knew it was futile. His little girl squeezed her hooves dominately at the base of his cock, making him shutter and silent. She was utterly in control, his own young little daughter.
	“Which is like, exactly what you need right now, isn't it, dear daddy~?” Tiara stated, rubbing her cheek so cutely along the throbbing hard meat. She smelt his strong stallion musk... since it was from her own father, it carried a taboo feeling that squirmed down her little spine. But she wanted that tiara, it belonged to her. She would make her daddy see that. “Just like I need that tiara right now.”
	Rich felt his spine tingle all the way down. Was his own daughter... seducing him, just for that tiara? He should be stopping her, and assert his fatherly dominance over her... her... soft... cute... young... He shook his head, stopping the thoughts, only to find himself sweating. He narrowed his eyes, setting his mind as straight as he could, but Tiara sensed this. She only smiled at her father's pathetic attempt and opened her lush little lips as wide as she could – showing that she indeed had experience with stallions as she fitted those filly lips perfectly around his fat thick cockhead. Rich's ears and tail shot upward and it felt like his whole body melted, precum already seeping out. Yes, yes! His inner lonely mind cried out. Tiara expertly swallowed the pre down, letting a cute sensual moan rock down the full meaty shaft. Rich silently gasped, closing his eyes as one of his forelegs pawed at the ground. He couldn't resist, even though a small voice still persisted to get the upper hand. It grew more and more silent though, his strong stallion hips wanting to buck forward into those trained lips, to join others he knew had lost themselves to them.
	Tiara's widened maw curled into a victorious smile, her little hooves moving up and down his base, soft wet clopping noises following her movements. She bobbed her cute little head up and down a few inches of her daddy's thick turgid cockhead, her lithe tongue pressed flush to her jaw as she gulped and sucked like a pro. Her father shook and squirmed over her, his hips finally giving in and starting to rock forward, trying desperately to give her filly maw more of the thick long meaty shaft. Tiara debated inwardly if she should show her own daddy just how much she had learned to take down... deciding to stick with her plan, she gave out soft gags even though she could take a bit more, making sure she gave the signal off to a corner. A soft glint of a camera started to flash periodically from the corner.
	Rich let out a rolling moan, absolutely forgetting where they were and that his own young daughter was sucking him off in the open. The sound of her wet gags made his eyes flutter, his hindlegs digging to the ground to try and further his thrusts. As if anything she did controlled him... the thought only seemed to get him hotter and wetter, forgetting everything. His mind dazed and faded to the wet sucking bliss of the filly maw, not noticing as Tiara started to act in discomfort, her former sensual confident smile turned to a frown of disgust and unwant. The flashes continued as Rich bent down a tad, towering over his soft, warm, young daughter, huffing as he rolled one of his forehooves to press at the back of her head through her beautiful mane. Tiara made tears roll down her eyes, coughing and sputtering on that bulging girthy cock but making sure to roll such hot sensually sweet moans against the meat, making Rich think it was ok.
	Strong stallion hips moved and bucked down, trying to stuff more of that heavy long log of cock down that wet tight young throat as Rich surrendered to it all, sealing his fate as the flashes popped around him, too lost in the ecstacy to notice. His hefty round churning balls swayed and bounced with his thrusts, adding extra weight with so much pent up cum, only making his thrusts seem even heavier, the flashes especially hitting those moments when Rich would grit his teeth, so obviously trying to plow more and more into the crying choking filly's throat. The snaps caught his forehoof grinding the floor, flashes catching his veiny pounding cock as it tried desperately to heave and plow more of its far too big girthy stretched length into that poor, defenseless, crying, choking filly, being raped right out in the open for anypony to walk in on. But Tiara had made sure they would be alone for her trap, having paid to just the right sources to close the road to the area off at just the right time.
	Tiara was also showing off to the camera, making sure her cheeks were stained with tears, pouting directly at where the flashes origanted. She knew father would be too overcome by the pictures to notice anyway. She reveled in every flash, every snap, putting on such a display of abject rape. Some snaps, she rolled her forelegs up, pretending to try and push the cock away, though making sure her father thought it was just her clopping him off as she slurped and sucked. Other snaps, she acted like she was heavily coughing and choking on the seemingly-forced long cock being rammed down her little petite throat. And others, she portrayed a limp, defeated little filly, surrendered to the stronger and larger male raping her young throat, robbing her of her innocence. As her father grew closer and closer to release, she upped her acting a bit more, a look of total disgust and revulsion thrown at the flashing camera, a look of inevitably. She made her teary eyes sparkle and waver, pleading for somepony, anypony to help her, to save her from the larger monster of a stallion.
	Rich huffed deeper, sweating everywhere, forehoof pressed wantingly against the back of his own daughter's head, his eyes rolled in the back of his head as his tongue hanged out from his panting maw. Expert snaps took in the large raping stallion enjoying his sick dominance over the scared little filly, taking in his drooling from fucking the tight little convulsing mouth of a crying filly, using her for his own desires, uncaring that he was stretching her young little maw so wide, straining it painfully around his girthy throbbing rigid meat pole. Such primal display of a wanton rapist, abusing his victim.
	His throbbing, pulsing, girthy medial ring bounced lewdly against Tiara's pursed, outstretched filly lips, and she put on such a display of shaking her filly body as if she were running out of breath, convulsing and choking heavier, all for the flashing camera which caught it all. Such a poor ravaged filly, being fucked way over her young limits by the uncaring cruel stallion, who reveled in the sound of his meaty medial ring smacking those overly stretched and strained filly lips.
	Rich squeezed his eyes, his old back feeling like it was revitalized from his daughter's wet lewd suckling of his hefty long cock. His hips slowed their movements, growing erratic as he huffed and neighed thickly. The flashes intensified as Tiara flailed her forelegs desperately, unable to escape the inevitable, making it look like she was trying to scream with what breath she could, her pretty face flushed red, trying to force some purple to her bulging, stretched cheeks just for the camera. Rich's medial ring pressed so flushly to Tiara's strained lips as he whinnied out, Tiara making her eyes widen and her pupils shrink as her own father unleashed his thick hot strands of goopy equine cream straight down her tight filly throat. Tiara was able to take it all if she wanted – and normally she would, just to show off her prowess. But she held back that thought for today, putting on such a disgusted face, her hooves digging against the ground as the little filly was 'forced' to swallow the mean stallion's cum.
	Rich let out a rolling neighing sigh of relieve, his hindlegs giving a light squirming shake. His balls kept on emptying and emptying, not noticing that his daughter was purposefully coughing out cum to sputter out all over, trying her best not to swallow all of the tasty hot cream and making most of it spill out across her little filly frame. Rich was dimly aware of some kind of flashes, but thought it was just his mind putting stars as he already felt dizzy. He knew he'd have a hard time getting back his fatherly dominance over her after this, but he would think of something... for now, he closed his eyes, weilding to the absolute bliss.

	Diamond Tiara cleaned up with the help of Featherweight, who dropped off the folder filled with the snaps he had taken, pocketing a copy under his hat. She slipped him a kiss on his cheek and promised his end of the deal later, knowing he had clopped furiously while taking the pics. She made sure any traces were gone, keeping the appearance she had swollowed it all. Then she slid down next to her father's side, gliding a hoof down his chest and kissing his cheek, smiling sweetly as his eyes fluttered open.
	“There, isn't that like, better, my sweet dear daddy~? I can continue helping my dear daddy if he just gives me that lovely tiara~” She said sensually, batting her brilliant blue eyes. As she predicted, he cleared his throat.
	“Look, Tiara. I was very pent up. At my age, it's hard to get a mare to go out with you. That's the only reason you were able to do... what you did. I am very disappointed in you, young lady.” Rich stated, though his voice wasn't as stern as he had wanted, still riding the afterglow of his pent up balls unleashing everything they had. Tiara let her cute smile vanish, putting on a business-like frown and her eyes lidding to a neutral state.
	“And I'm very disappointed in you, father.” She brandished out the folder with her right hoof. “To think that you'd rape your own filly daughter like that.” She dumped the folder down before him, the contets spilling out. Pristine close-ups of the defenseless tears running down her stretched cheeks on his turgid pulsating cock, immaculate wide shots of him towering over the choking young filly, pure snaps of him abusing and raping the sweet young crying filly. Rich stared down at them... all his bravado sapped. Tiara simply looked upon her hooves, checking her manicure uncaringly, just like a business woman who had won and was thru with the dealing.
	“But...” Rich tried after a long moment, not noticing that in some pics, his daughter was obviously looking straight at the camera. “But you... you can't s-show these in c-court...” Tiara silenced him as she yawned, even that carrying a dominant weight.
	“You could try arguing for like, falsified photography. But we both know any and all tests will return negative, as you did like, shove your big throbbing cock down my petite filly throat.” Tiara answered back matter-of-factly. “You could also try arguing that I seduced you. Yeah, like, a sweet little filly, your own daughter, seducing such a strong big stallion, her own father, into her slave. Yeah, you could try that... like, think of the fun we could have with that against my acting like a raped crying filly.” She gave a curt yawn. Checkmate. She rolled her left hoof along the back of her right ear, resting her head upon it as she laid next to her dumbfounded father. She let the silence hang for a moment before clapping her right hoof to the ground, getting his attention. “Now, about that tiara~”
	Rich's ears drooped low, causing Tiara to smile in victory. He stood up and walked back to the store slowly in defeat, Tiara giggling after him. She waited patiently, gathering the black mail. He returned shortly with an exsquisite glass holding glass upon his back, the brilliantly glistening diamond tiara beaming inside. Tiara's eyes sparkled as she clapped her hooves. “Oh thank you so much, dear daddy! You like, really shouldn't have~” She giggled and wrapped her forelegs around one of his legs for a hug. Rich huffed back, the situation he was in still not quite locked into his mind. Practically a slave to his own little filly daughter... 
	“I should like, thank you properly when we get home, my dear filthy daddy~” Tiara stated, emphasizing the word filthy as her eyes rested happily upon the intensely beautiful tiara that was now all hers.

	Diamond Tiara skipped inside, planting the glass case done gingerly upon the nearest table, opening it and exchanging her tiara for the beaming glittering one, her smile beaming as she giggled, as if what she had done to get it was just business and nothing to worry about. Filthy Rich shut the doors behind him, his mind racing everywhere and nowhere simultaneously. He'd have to be a bit short with the meetings to ensure he got extra money to cover the buy that his own filly daughter had... coerced him to get. He sighed inwardly, knowing that he'd have to think of it as just her pleading enough rather than... He walked past Tiara, whose eyes sparkled as she giggled happily, rolling a hoof idly upon one of the prestine pink diamonds that glittered atop her new tiara.
	“Oh, that like, reminds me, dear daddy~” Tiara stated before he left the room. His mind so addled with what had happened, he found himself not really dreading what she might say. After all, what else could she do. “I want some shares in our company, mmkay?”
	“Princess, you are too young for shares.” Rich said at first. “There's nothing I can do to-” He stopped mid-sentence when he looked back over his shoulder to her. Her wide glistening smile gone, replaced by her stern business-like scowl. Her hoof produced the folder with the pictures again, and suddenly his daughter brought her other hoof timidly to her lips, her eyes going wide and teary as her pupils shook like a scarred, terrified little filly.
	“Oh, m-mister judge, s-sir...” Tiara poutingly said between gulps, trying to fight back her tears. “H-he... my own... my own father! He j-just...” Tiara sniffled, letting out a coughing cry. “He like, towered over me and made me t-take it! I like, didn't ever think that his name Filthy ever meant this! Pl-please, help me, j-judge!”
	“You've... you've made your point...” Rich replied defeatingly, his heart feeling heavy. He was utterly under her little filly hooves. Just as suddenly as she started, she stopped her acting, drying her cheeks and her confident smile returning. “I'll... I'll see what I can do.”
	“At least ten percent, for starters. And that's just because I'm feeling generous not to take more right now.” Tiara said simply, approaching a mirror to admire her sparnkling tiara. “Love you and like, all that~”
	“Yeah...” Rich replied, looking down at the floor. He sighed inwardly, trying to formulate how to get her what she wanted. “Love you too...” He started to take a step before Tiara let out a soft prompting cough. He had purposefully omitted the princess after what she had pulled, but it seemed she noticed. He gulped, his head lowering further. “L-love you too, princess...”