I heard the vibrator buzz through the wall again. Mia’s at it. My 18-year-old daughter. She’s always on her back or on her knees in there, playing with her toys. I’ve seen the lube on her nightstand. I’ve smelled her on her laundry. A slut waiting to happen.

Tonight’s different. I heard her on the phone earlier, whispering about some guy, about “getting fucked properly.” Planning to go out, to give her little virgin cunt away to some boy. Not happening. That’s mine.

I crushed up the pills—strong ones, mix of a downer and an upper—and stirred them into her iced tea at dinner. She drank it all, thirsty girl. Took about twenty minutes. I watched from the hallway as she came out of her room, looking for her purse. She stopped, swaying. Her eyes got glassy. She rubbed her thighs together.

“Dad... I feel... weird. Really hot.”

“Come sit down, baby, ” I said, my voice calm. I led her to the couch. She was pliant, putty in my hands. Her skin was flushed. She kept squirming, her hands drifting to her own tits, pinching her nipples through her thin tank top. The drugs were working. Unlocking the nasty bitch inside.

I already had the camera on the tripod, set up in the corner of the living room. The red light was on. Recording.

I walked over to her. “You’re so horny, aren’t you, Mia?”

She nodded, a dumb, drugged smile on her face. “Yeah... it’s... it hurts.”

“Let Daddy help.”

I didn’t kiss her. I grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head back, exposing her throat. I licked a strip from her collarbone to her jaw. She moaned, back arching. “Daddy...”

“Shut up and listen, ” I growled. I let go of her hair and pushed her down flat on the couch. I put my knee between her legs, forcing them apart. With one hand, I ripped her tank top down the middle. Buttons popped. Her tits spilled out—full, heavy, with pink nipples already hard. I grabbed one, squeezing hard, twisting. She cried out, but it was a good cry. Her hips bucked.

I looked right at the camera. “Look at this, ” I said to the lens, my voice low. “Look at my daughter’s tits. Just begging to be used.” I squeezed it with one hand, gesturing like a game show host. “See how hard her nipples are? She’s a fucking animal.” I leaned down and sucked one into my mouth, biting down. She screamed, her hands flying to my head, not to push me away, but to hold me there.

I moved to the other, giving it the same treatment. Then I stood up. “On your knees. Now.”

She scrambled off the couch, falling onto the floor on her hands and knees. Perfect. I walked around her, pointing at the camera. “Look at that ass. I’ve watched it walk around this house for years. A teasing little whore ass.” I brought my foot up and pressed my shoe against the seat of her shorts. “Push back on it. Rub your cunt on my shoe.”

Drugged-out and obedient, she did. She rocked back, grinding her pussy against the rubber sole, moaning like a bitch in heat. “You like that?” I sneered. “You like grinding on your daddy’s shoe like a dog?”

“Yes! Yes, Daddy, it feels good!” she slurred.

“Disgusting.” I pulled my foot away. “Take the shorts off. Let’s see the main event.”

She fumbled with the button and zipper, pushing the shorts and her panties down in one motion. She was bare. Shaved smooth. Her pussy lips were puffy and glistening already. I kicked her legs wider apart.

I got down on the floor behind her, bringing the camera with me. I held it right up to her exposed cunt. “Look at that, ” I muttered, adjusting the lens. “There it is. My little girl’s virgin hole. Look how wet it is. It’s dripping. She’s dripping for her father’s cock.” I ran a finger through her slit, collecting her wetness, then shoved two fingers into my mouth. “Tastes like cheap candy and sin.”

I didn’t prep her gently. I shoved two of my fingers inside her, hard and deep. She yelped, but then she pushed back, taking them all. “Tight little virgin cunt, ” I grunted, fingering her roughly. “But not for long. You were gonna give this away tonight? To some boy?”

“N-no, Daddy... wanted you...” she panted.

“Louder. Tell the camera.”

“I WANTED MY DADDY TO FUCK ME!” she screamed, the drugs making her voice raw and loud.

“Good girl.” I pulled my fingers out, slick with her juice. I unzipped my pants and positioned the camera on the tripod again. My cock sprang out, thick and aching. I’d been hard since I spiked her drink.

I didn’t lay her down. I kept her on her knees. I positioned myself behind her, the head of my cock nudging against her soaked opening. I looked at the camera over her back. “This is where a daughter belongs. On her knees, taking her father’s cock in her shaved little pussy.”

I pushed in.

There was a brief, tight resistance—that virgin barrier—and then I tore through it with one brutal thrust, burying myself to the hilt inside her.

She shrieked, a sound of pure, broken pleasure. Her head dropped, her back bowed.

“You feel that?” I snarled, not moving, letting her feel the full, stretching ache. “That’s your daddy splitting you open. That’s me owning this cunt now.” I grabbed her hips, my fingers digging into her skin. “You love it, don’t you? Tell me you love it.”

“I LOVE IT!” she sobbed, pushing back against me. “Daddy, your cock is so big... it’s in my belly...”

I started to fuck her. Hard, deep, pounding strokes that slapped my balls against her clit with every drive forward. The room filled with the sounds of skin on skin, my grunts, her mindless, high-pitched wails. She was taking it like a champion slut, pushing back to meet every thrust.

“This cunt was made for me, ” I panted, fucking her harder. “Look at it swallow my dick.” I reached around and grabbed her breast, pinching her nipple viciously. “Your tits bounce for me. Your mouth drools for me. You’re just a set of holes for your father to use.” I slapped her ass, hard, leaving a red handprint. “Aren’t you?”

“YES! I’m just holes! Use me, Daddy! Rape your little girl’s holes!”

I pulled out suddenly. She whimpered at the emptiness. “Stand up, ” I ordered.

She stumbled to her feet, swaying. Her face was a mess of tears and bliss. I turned her to face me, then lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around my waist. I guided my cock back to her entrance, now loose and dripping.

“Hold on, whore.”

I let her drop onto my cock, impaling her again in mid-air. She screamed, her nails digging into my shoulders. I started bouncing her on my shaft, using my strength to lift and drop her, my cock spearing up into her guts with each descent.

“You’re my fleshlight!” I grunted, bouncing her faster. “My personal fuck-toy! Say it!”

“I’m Daddy’s fleshlight! I’m your fuck-toy!” she chanted, her head lolling back.

“You planned this! You teased me! Wearing those shorts, playing with your vibrators! You wanted Daddy to rape you!”

“I WANTED IT! I’M A SLUT! I SEDUCED MY DADDY! I WANTED HIM TO DRUG ME AND RAPE MY VIRGIN PUSSY!”

I was getting close. The sight of her bouncing tits, the feel of her tight, used cunt milking my cock, the filthy words spilling from her mouth—it was too much.

I carried her over to the camera, still bouncing her on my dick. I angled her body so the lens had a perfect view of where we were joined, my cock pistoning in and out of her stretched, glistening pussy.

“Look at that!” I shouted at the camera. “Look at my daughter getting raped by her father! Look at her take it! She loves it! She’s a fucking drugged-up rape whore!”

With a final, brutal upward thrust, I buried myself as deep as I could and came. I roared as I pumped my seed directly into her womb, hot and thick. She felt me pulsing inside her and she climaxed too, her whole body seizing up, her cunt spasming around my cock in waves as she let out a choked, guttural scream.

I held her there, impaled, for a long minute, both of us panting. Then I slowly lowered her until her feet touched the ground. She was wobbly, a strand of drool connecting her lip to my chest. My cock slid out of her, followed by a trickle of our mixed fluids running down her thigh.

I looked at the camera’s red light. Still recording.

I walked over to it, my dick still out, slick with her and me. I leaned close to the lens.

“This is just the beginning, ” I said, breathing hard. A smile touched my lips. “Stay tuned.”

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