My name is Jade – sister of Nymph - and I'd spent 12 hours in my sisters hotel room having sex with dogs. I'd entered as a virgin, but willingly left as a whore.

My new owner – Domina Rati – took me from the hotel room right away to get my breasts done. Like my sister, I was now a size K. The only reason for getting them done to that level is to make me look like a whore, which of course I was. It took a few weeks to heal up, then I was allowed to go home, My absence was easily explained with me spending time with my sister.

It wasn't entirely untrue...I'd spent time with her after the surgery having sex with dogs in her room. Believe me, I understood now why she fucked them!

Summer was coming to an end by the time I made it home, and I'd been given a few missions: One to get seeded by my father and two, to whore in high school. With regard to that last one, I planned to take my sister's advice and just head to the boys locker room and they can take it from there. I'm really looking forward to that, by the way.

Granted, to be honest, I was looking forward to this whole new life. Being honest, I loved dick! It felt great! I suppose if it weren't, we wouldn't reproduce. Moreover, I was relieved that I no longer had to worry about grades, or college or the business world. All I had to do was keep my legs open and the world was my oyster.

As Domina Rati told me, “Your pussy is a gold mine. Sell it.”

Like my whore sister, I knew that raw sex meant opening myself up to not only pregnancy, but diseases. If I'm being honest, that's part of the thrill.

Domina Rati made it clear I was never to have sex without money.

I had about a month before school started and Domina Rati wanted me pregnant by then. Boys are raised to be assassins, girls are raised to be whores. As long as I didn't raise them, that's fine.

Daddy was over six feet tall, broad shoulders, muscular chest, green eyes and lightly tanned. It was Saturday afternoon.

I started to notice his manly qualities when I was 14 about 4 years ago when puberty really hit, and he noticed me the way a man notices a woman. Over the last few years I'd had many fantasies about him, usually involving me being tied up, spanked and seeded. He was....quite a man!

I knew mommy hadn't been 'putting out' in years. Women will sleep with a man until they get the ring, then stop. It's not fair to them. Bait and switch. Wives get confused when men cheat, but any woman that's doing that, well it's their own damned fault.

I had to be honest about what happened with Nymph. I knew what Keith told me about her was true because I'd seen the tape. She was right, I did show up wanting not only to be tempted, but to give in to it. I was enticed by the size of the cock on the dog and I wanted him in me. She tricked me into believing no one would ever see, but on some level, I knew it was a lie. I knew how it would end up, and I wanted it that way.

I also, for years, wanted daddy to fuck the shit out of me. Today's the day!

He had just come in from mowing the lawn all hot and sweaty and smelling like a man should, and was in the shower. I waited until it was full of steam, then slipped in behind him, then started stroking his cock slowly. He was bigger than I thought, at least seven inches...and he was thick. Now I understood why mommy used to scream when he took her.

I kept him facing away from me, no doubt he thought I was mommy. I kissed the back of his neck and used my other hand to massages his shoulder muscles. I edged him twice...taking him to the brink of orgasm then stopping.

Wrapping one hand around his eyes, I used the one on his shoulder to turn him to face me. I leaned in closely and kissed him. Wasting no time, I lifted my right leg and put it over his left hip...sliding him into me. He was hard. Throbbing. Hungry. Slowly, I kissed him deeply – sliding my tongue as far into his mouth as it would go. I moved my hips back and forth, moving him in and out of my pussy. He was already close – so close to cumming.

I kept my clit in contact with his body and took him faster. He moved his hands to my breasts and handled them roughly as a man should. As a man does when he's locked in sexual embrace.

I wish I could tell you that he had endurance but given how long mom made him wait, and of course me edging him, he didn't.

He put his mouth against my neck and softly bit me as he came inside of me, and I came on him, my body shuttering hard...more than I could handle. I held him tightly, holding him close to calm him back down – aftercare is what they call that. I rocked him back and forth a little.

Once he was back to normal, I pulled my head back and let him see me – looking into his eyes for the first time. I said, “Thank you, daddy.”

He was speechless, as I knew he would be.

I dried off at little and went to my room to await his arrival, which I knew would be soon. One would think that, at this stage, I would put on lingerie or high heels, or just remain naked but that's not what I did. I want to return him to a state of normalcy for a few moments just to let him know I wasn't caught up in the moment. I laid on the daybed in my room wearing denim jeans, and a loose fitting T-shirt. I allowed my hair to remain as wet as my pussy, and slightly tangled.

I could hear the stairs creak as he came upstairs to my room. He was wearing an over sized black and yellow football jersey and faded blue jeans. He sat on the edge of my bed and looked me in the eyes.

“Why?” He asked confused.

I shrugged my shoulders. “Because I wanted to, daddy. I've needed to do that for years now – since I was 14 – but couldn't. Besides, you needed it. Mom's been holding out on you for years.”

Not knowing what to say, he said nothing.

“How did I feel, daddy?” I asked knowing the answer.

He shook his head. “That's not the point, Erin.”

“I'm known as 'Jade' now and sure it is. Just answer the question. How did I feel?”

He looked down at the bed and back at me...”What we did just now...” He answered ignoring the question.

“Daddy, why can't you just admit I felt great to you? Why can't you just tell me you needed that? You enjoyed that?” I asked slightly annoyed.

“Because you're my daughter and....”

I cut him off mid-sentence. “No, I'm not....not after today.”

As he's said so many times in my life he asked, “So what's your plan Jade?”

Before I answered, I got up off the bed and returned with a bottle of scotch he's had since the day I was born. I had two glasses, one for each of us. I poured us each a drink and sipped mine, then slowly swallowed.

I sat up in bed and pulled my knees to my chest, then wrapped my arms around them. “Lets be honest, your marriage to mom is a sham. It has been for a long time. I don't know if she's a lesbian or what but she hasn't fucked you in years.”

He nodded and sipped his drink. “Jade, again I ask, what's your plan?”

“My plan is, starting right now, I take over as your wife. I move into your bedroom and she moves into this one.”

He raised a brow as I continued. “Furthermore, starting tonight, that fucking bitch is in chastity. No more cock for her – at least not vaginal. She can suck but that's it. I'm going to fuck you in front of her over and over and over. She's going to watch and she wont be able to touch herself.”

“And what if she doesn't agree?” He asked pouring another drink.

“Oh, she'll agree. First, I think she wants it – she may not have envisioned it with her daughter, but she wants to be cuckqueaned. Second, if she doesn't, I start telling everyone that she couldn't keep her man. She'll be humiliated around town.”

He smiled.

“In addition...” I continued. “She'll do all the cooking, and cleaning. She'll keep her regular job, but she'll be our house mouse.”

“And what do you get?”

“I get to give you children, for one. People will think they're hers, but they wont be.”

“What do I get?” He asked flatly.

“YOU get to fuck and breed a cock hungry 18 year old with K sized boobs. One that is slave to your desires. My whole body belongs to you now.” I said with a slight tremble in my voice. Reality was setting in but I wanted it. All of it. Still, I was a little nervous.

“Speaking of boobs, how did you pay for those?”

“I didn't – my sister did. Her name is 'Nymph' now and she's a whore. That's why her and Keith divorced. Don't tell anyone though, it's a secret.”

“What about college?” He asked curiously.

I shook my head. “Don't need it. I'll continue to go to high school to keep up appearances, but that's it. My only job is to fuck you and have kids. A lot of them.”

He smiled. “Tonight, when your mom 'Ruby' gets home, we'll tell her. She'll move your stuff into our bedroom and her stuff into this room. Then I'm tying her to a chair and fucking you in front of her – all night. By morning she'll be begging to suck cock.”

I sipped my drink. “And she'll get to, but not yours. From now on, she dresses like a slut at work...short skirts, sheer blouses, high heels, no panties or bra. She'll suck cock of men that pay you for it. Pimp the bitch, just nothing vaginal. Keep her in chastity. We can even buy her a chastity belt.”

He chuckled. “Anything else?”

Nodding I said, “Let's be clear, daddy: I don't expect you to be faithful to me. You can fuck all the women you want, so long as you keep me pregnant. Fuck mom's sisters...or yours. Whoever. I'll even help, I'll spread word around town that you're a great fuck.”

He nodded. “We have a deal with one more condition: I sell you to other men. I can make a lot of money off those breasts and that pussy, and I'm going to. I'll sell you at home, I'll sell you at truck stops, or wherever else I please. Got it?”

I smiled and nodded. “One more thing...the things you tell me to do, you're telling not asking. Be commanding.”

“Good. Here's your first one – Get into our bedroom and take off your clothes. When you're at home, you're naked. I'm going to fuck you into oblivion, then we're making a nice shrimp dinner. We'll sit down and tell Ruby about all this while we eat.”

As I walked towards our bedroom, I dropped my shirt on the floor. “She'll probably be wet by then. Make her strip at the door when she comes home from work.”

He took off his shirt as he followed me. “I'm going to fuck you on the dining room table, too. Then I'm taking that pussy in the living room.”

I was on what was now OUR marriage bed naked and on my hands and knees. From out of the nightstand he pulled handcuffs and shackles. Slowly he cuffed my hands to the headboard and my ankles to the foot board.

“You know I'm never going to love you, right?” He said more than asked.

I nodded as he got behind me. “Nor I, you. This isn't about love, daddy. This is about pure, unadulterated sex. Don't make love to me...fuck me. Use me.”

He lined up his tip with my pussy and said, “From now on, when you're outside these walls, I want you to dress like the whore you are. Sheer blouses, short mini-skirts, high heels, no bra or panties, lots of make-up. You are never to turn down sex – from men or women. No condoms.”

Before I could answer he placed a ball gag into my mouth and strapped it behind my head. “Anytime you're at home, you wear this ball gag. I don't care what you have to say – you're here to be fucked and bred. When you eat, you do so in silence.”

I nodded that I understood and little did he know that turned me on to a level it was hard to explain.

As he slowly slid into me he asked, “How would you feel about eating all your meals out of a dog dish under the dinner table? Would that be OK?”

I found myself pushing back against him, wanting him deeper and harder. I nodded as I came from the very thought of it. I dug my nails into the headboard as I came hard.

I felt something being placed around my neck, something leather. “This is a dog collar I bought for your mother, but she never wanted to wear it. It says 'Bitch' on the outside. You are never to take it off even in public and at school. Understood?”

My eyes rolled back in my head as I came harder on his cock. My daddy was taking me to levels I'd never imagined possible.

He then grabbed the hair on the back of my head with both hands and weaved his fingers into it, pulling my head back hard.

I moaned loudly as he began to take me harder. Rougher. The way a man should take a woman, without thought to her pleasure. My body his toy, exists for his satisfaction. Him ignoring my desires only fulfilled them.

“You've been a very bad girl....” He began. “You should be spanked – and you will be.”

I grunted hard, and screamed as best as I could with a ball gag in my mouth. My orgasms were out of control! I couldn't think of anything else. All I could do was nod in agreement with him.

After all, he was MY husband now.