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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural
  Relationship:
      Dean_Winchester/John_Winchester
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe_-_Always_a_Different_Sex, Female_Dean_Winchester,
      Alpha/Beta/Omega_Dynamics, Parent/Child_Incest, Sexual_Abuse, rapist_pov,
      Dehumanization, Abusive_John_Winchester, Daddy_Kink, Size_Kink,
      Hotdogging, Incest_Kink, Painful_Sex, Loss_of_Virginity, Forced_Orgasm
  Stats:
      Published: 2018-03-11 Words: 2116
****** Daddy's Little Vise ******
by fastandfilthy_(IndridGrey)
Summary
     John missed out on Deanna's first heat due to being on a hunt, but
     he's eager to exploit his daughter's newly presented omega traits.
Notes
     Deanna is about 14, and she resists. There is a very brief mention of
     blood.
     Fill for the claim fuck square of my spnabobingo card and this
     spnkink_meme prompt
      Cross-posted to tumblr
     Alpha voice is bold
See the end of the work for more notes
It used to frustrate John that Sam begged to be allowed to go to
extracurriculars after school—at first because he had refused to take John’s
declaration that it wasn’t safe at face value and asked a million questions
John refused to answer, and more recently because Sam had found out the answers
and still fought John on the subject.
Now though, as he sat eagerly awaiting his oldest to get back from school alone
because Thursdays were Sam’s math team meetings and dinner, John was glad he
had given in.  It’d been a long month away tracking down and eliminating a
coven.  As soon as he got back a few hours ago he had showered and napped and
now he was refreshed, half-hard, and ready to go.  Sam had left a panicked
voicemail a week ago to tell John that Deanna was going through her first heat
and John had been keyed up since in anticipation of exploring her newly
presented omega traits.  She should be home any minute now in that school
uniform that had been worth every penny.
He was on her the second she locked the door behind herself.  Deanna barely had
enough time to let out a startled “Daddy?!” before his mouth was on hers,
hungry and sloppy.  She pushed weakly against him and tried to turn her face
away, which was no way for an omega to treat her Alpha.
“Kiss me back, Deanna.”
She let out a little whine, and didn’t stop the pushing, but she did as she was
told.  The second she slipped him tongue, he was hard as a rock.
“Did you miss Daddy, Deanna?  Because I sure missed you.  Fuck, need you, baby
girl.”
He grabbed her wrist and dragged her across the room towards the couch.
“But I have homework!”
“And you can do it once Sam gets home.”
He yanked her backpack off, tossed it behind him, and pulled her uniform polo
up over her head.  Her skinny arms immediately snapped back down to cover up
her chest.
“Let me see, sweetheart.”
She made that same noise of protest, but her arms slid down to reveal that her
budding breasts had grown into tiny tits.  He groaned deep in his throat and
dived down to suck a nipple into his mouth.  His girl squeaked and petite
fingers dug into his hair.
“No, daddy, they hurt!”
“Then I’ll make them feel better.”
The meek tugs on his hair as Deanna tried to pull him away just made him even
hotter.  He lifted her up and set her on the couch arm.  She squirmed as he
slid one hand under her skirt, and he had half a mind to use his Alpha voice
again to make her settle, but he liked how feisty she was even when she knew
she was powerless.
John held her hips up on the couch arm and pushed her shoulders back to fall
onto the cushion so he could get a clear view.  He rucked the uniform skirt up
until it flipped back onto her tummy, not quite far enough to cover up her
spit-shiny nipples.  Another cute noise eeped out of her when he cupped her
vulva, and he watched her thighs quake as he stroked a thumb up and down her
slit through her panties.  His little girl was always so responsive—no matter
how much she pretended to hate it all, her body always sweetened right up to
him, let him play her like a fiddle.
She whined again when he pulled her panties off, and her fingers fisted in the
pleats of her skirt.  Her breathing quickened when he started undoing his belt.
“No, daddy, please.  I have a test tomorrow.  I really have to study, and
Sammy’s going to need help on his own homework!”
“You’re smart kids, Deanna, you’ll manage one afternoon.  Now be a good girl
and stop trying to distract me.”
As soon as he kicked his pants and boxers away, he zeroed in on his daughter’s
exposed pink pussy.  He brushed his thumbs over her puffy labia a couple times,
ignoring the squeaked protests, before he pulled them apart to look at her
little clit and hole.  Fuck, his baby girl’s cunt was pretty.  Time to make it
messy.
His cock always drooled for her, so it was easy to slather her with pre-cum. 
Her legs spasmed and she let out a whimper when he thumped his cock down on her
slit, so heavy and big against her.  He held onto her thighs and thrust
forward, rubbing himself against the baby-soft lips.  By his second thrust
green eyes were already unfocused and staring off into space while petal pink
mouth was open in labored breathing.  It used to piss him off when she tried to
ignore him, but now he just felt smug because she still got wet for him, every
fucking time.
Sure enough, it wasn’t long until his way was smoothed by even more glistening
slick than usual, her newly awakened omega body already slutty for her Alpha. 
So much slick, though, meant he lost some of the friction against her folds. 
He squeezed her labia tight against him and Deanna started twitching and making
tiny noises every time his cockhead passed rough over her clit, spurring him on
to fuck against her with abandon.  God, she was so soft and warm and slick, he
couldn’t wait to cream all over her.
Deanna squirmed again after an especially hard thrust, and he moaned when his
cockhead slipped and caught against the dip of her entrance.  She froze and let
out a scared little yelp.  He had promised over and over last year that he
wouldn’t do more than fuck the outside of her cunt, that he wouldn’t fill his
precious daughter to the breaking point with his cock, no matter how much he
wanted to.  He’d reassured her multiple times over the past few years that he
would never hurt her, so he wasn’t sure why she looked so petrified.
Then again, he had promised at the beginning that no clothes would ever come
off, and that she’d never have to touch him, and that he would listen if she
said no.  He’d broken every single one of those promises and the best sex of
his life had been rubbing off on his girl’s pussy.  Maybe she had reason to be
a little scared, then.  But also reason to not be surprised.
He rubbed his head down her puffy lips to rest against her hole.  She was
looking at him now, with fear and betrayal and tears, and his cock twitched
against her.  She was his little girl, he was her Alpha.  Time to stake his
claim, take what was always going to be his.
“Daddy?”
“It’s going to be okay, sweetheart, just let Daddy in.”
“What—no!  You promised!  It’s not gonna—”
She shrieked when he pushed against her entrance, her hands pushed against his
hips, and she was trying to sit up or wiggle away even though all her weight
was on her shoulders.  He pulled away slightly, spread their fluids around with
his cockhead to lube up better, and lined up again.  He held tight to her
thighs when she started trying to kick, and pushed forward.  She shrieked again
when he felt her hymen give away, but it didn’t do much to make penetration
easier.  She was so fucking tight, but he was determined because if fucking her
pussy lips had been amazing, feeling his daughter’s tight cunt squeezing him
might be an out of body experience.
He readjusted them and bore down.  Deanna’s voice cracked on her begging for
him to stop, her soft fingernails dug into his arms around her thighs, and her
legs spasmed as he inched deeper into her hot pussy, and he didn’t relent.  He
was only halfway in when she got footing and was able to start shoving away. 
She screamed and arched hard when he grabbed her hips and yanked her towards
him, pushing her further onto his cock.
“Stop that,” he growled.  “Let Daddy fuck you.”
All the fight drained out of her with a sob and she loosened a tiny bit, just
enough that he wasn’t almost in pain.  Now it was perfect.
He pulled almost all the way out torturously slow, savoring the texture of his
daughter’s cunt gripping him so tight and hot.  She sucked in a gasp when he
pushed back inside, forcing her open wide on his Alpha cock.  He only lasted a
few slow thrusts before he picked up speed and really fucked her.
Deanna’s frantic protests quickly turned into little hurt, trembly keens.  She
looked beautiful, all fucked out and slutty on her father’s dick.  He couldn’t
wait to fuck her mouth, too.  Oh, fuck, and the round ass his balls were
slapping against.  He’d helped bring her into existence, it was only fair that
he got to claim all of her.
 “You’re so perfect, baby girl.  Making Daddy feel so good right now.”
“Daddy, please, it hurts!”
Oh, his girl was so good, remembering to say please even when being fucked in
her tiny cunt for the first time.  He should make this good for her, too.  He
wanted to be balls deep in his daughter as frequently as possible, and it would
only help if she wanted it too.  The thought of his baby girl begging for his
cock made him fuck even harder until another sob brought him back to himself. 
He had taught her how to dress, how to bathe, how to take care of her little
brother.  Now he was going to start teaching her how to enjoy being fucked by
her daddy.
She jolted at the first swipe across her clit hood, and her wet eyes focused on
him again.  Her thighs twitched when he moved firmer against it.  Such a good
slut for him.
“Focus on this, baby.”
He rubbed teasingly against her clit in rhythm as he fucked her, just enough so
that her noises were more uncomfortable and confused than agonized.
“Doing so well, princess.  Taking me so good.”
And, God, she was.  Her insides were like a goddamn vise, but she was so wet,
just enough that he could fuck the tiny cunt made by and for him.  And her
little clit was so hard under his fingers; her body knew it was his.  His knot
started swelling and as much as he wanted to shove it all in his baby girl,
shove tight against her cervix, he wasn’t wearing a condom and she wasn’t on
the pill.  He lasted a couple hard thrusts before he pulled out and rubbed his
shooting cockhead hard against her clit.  She looked gorgeous splattered with
his cum and claimed.
As soon as the first wave of his orgasm ebbed, he tossed one of the couch
pillows onto the floor and dropped to his knees.
“Stay still.”
Her entrance was still leaking a little blood from her cherry being popped, but
it was almost nothing compared to how much slick was glistening all over her
vulva and thighs and dripping down her ass.  He could still see inside her,
too, her cunt slow to flutter back closed from being stretched so wide.  He
very badly wanted to finger her, but he could wait for another day.  Instead,
he lapped up every bit of his cum from her clit and folds and swallowed it down
to the sound of her whimpering.  One day he’d be eating his daughter’s cream
pie, but today he just needed to make her cum too.  He laved carefully over her
fucked out hole, tasted the bitter copper and the salty slick of her
deflowerment.  When the next wave of his orgasm came, he wrapped one fist
around his knot and used his other hand to pull back Deanna’s clit hood so he
could circle her clit with his tongue.  She was making cute, startled noises
now, and her fingers were clenched on the insides of her thighs by his ears. 
When he sucked her clit into his mouth, she spasmed hard and yelped, “Daddy!” 
Triumph washed over him and he gave her clit a gentle kiss, making her buck,
and rubbed her thighs.
“Feel better?”
He stood when he didn’t get an answer, and she flinched hard when her eyes
landed on his cock in his hand.
“I’m taking care of the rest of it, sweetheart, don’t worry.”
He rounded the couch and sank down.  He leaned forward and laid a soft kiss
against her lax mouth, her damp temple.
“You did so good.  Next time will feel better.  Promise.”
End Notes
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