Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. Nothing in this story is true or even based on true events. This is all make believe. ______________________________________________________ How It All Started On the outskirts of an Oregon town called Gearhart lives a widower and his seventeen year old daughter. Riley Owens is a real estate agent who on the outside seems like a normal every day guy. In the sleepy coastal town he's regarded as an upstanding citizen, loving husband, and father. You see Riley's wife, Patricia, died fifteen years ago. She was hit head on by a logging truck and was pronounced dead at the scene. It was a tragic accident which left Riley alone to raise a screaming child that was barely two years old. Riley's family came from money. There was no doubt about that. His father was a real estate tycoon in New York, leaving him millions at his death so Riley was able to live comfortably in a three story log cabin on the outskirts of town. Maria, Riley's daughter is something of a town mystery. Just short of her seventh birthday, she was no longer seen around town with Riley. When questioned about where his daughter was Riley sadly answered that his daughter had developed an immune disorder that prevented her from leaving their home and around the time Maria would have been ten Riley finally admitted he believed that she had an irrational fear of leaving the house due to her physical illness. In truth, Maria Owens was as healthy as a horse. ** When Maria was born the Owens' basement was plushly carpeted in a dark tan and the walls painted with teddy bears and butterflies. There were toys and small tables for a child to play and color at. When Patricia died the room was remodeled. The carpets were changed to a deep crimson and the walls painted a dark shade of grey. This was when Riley began making his secret purchases. A table here, a harness there, what he couldn't buy online he drove to Portland and hunted it down in specialty shops. He had antique dressers filled with toys and contraptions. But these toys were not meant for children. As the years went by and he homeschooled Maria, his plan had taken on a life of its own, it festered in his mind until he sometimes couldn't sleep at night, instead staying up to pace in the basement. Maria had three rules to abide by. Do well in her studies, never go beyond the fence in the backyard and never go in the basement. It really didn't matter because Riley would lock the gates and basement up before he ever left the house, that, and Maria never had a reason to leave. Riley painted a world in Maria's head where her life was completely normal. It was normal for a girl to live at home and never leave the house or yard. She didn't watch TV because her father told her it was full of garbage and scary programs. She read only approved books and dressed in the clothes that her father gave her. When she was sixteen she began taking little white pills her father gave her. Once a day, ever day, at the same time. She was a smart girl though; she did well on all her homeschooling tests and excelled at every subject. Maria was a healthy girl. She was an average height, perhaps a bit short and very curvaceous. She had her mother's figure in that regard. By the time she turned seventeen she was filling up a D sized bra and her jeans were accentuating her round hips. Her hair was ash blonde and fell to her hips. She liked it long, braiding her thick hair into a long rope down her back. Her fleshy body was always lounging around the house in sweat pants and tight shirts, the kinds of clothing her father found attractive. He bought all her clothing with his taste in mind. She was used to her father watching her dress and bathe. When she turned eighteen it still wasn't unusual to her that her father bathed her once in a while. It was just something her Daddy did for her. That was another thing. She always called him Daddy. In her tinkling child like voice Maria was a Daddy's girl. She would sit on his lap and read a book or cuddle with him when she felt clingy. It was normal to her. She had a routine, set up by her Daddy, that kept her busy and when she wasn't doing chores she was given approved activities for her leisure time. In the morning she did an hour of exercise in the home gym on the ground floor of the house. Then she made her Daddy breakfast, cleaned the kitchen and started on her school work for the day. Around lunch her Daddy would call from the office or come home for lunch. After lunch she would do house chores like laundry, vacuuming, and tend to the garden outside. Any day that was sunny enough she would lay out by the pool and tan. Her Daddy said no bathing suits, he thought tan lines were tacky so she walked around outside completely naked sunning herself like a cat when the weather permitted. After her afternoon chores she got to spend a few hours to herself. Daddy let her have an iPod, a TV she could watch approved movies on, and books that her Daddy bought for her. She had art supplies for sketching and painting which was her favorite thing to do. When her Daddy go home he would quiz her on her studies and give any tests she needed to complete. Once a month she sat at her Daddy's office computer and did testing with a state official to make sure she was learning at the correct pace. All in all Maria was happy only acting out like normal teens by throwing occasional tantrums to which her father would ground her by taking away her art supplies and iPod. She loved her Daddy, the house she lived in and her life. She never really felt the need for friends but once in a while she would read a book her father gave her and would wish she had a boy to be with like the girls in those books. But that was only once in a while when her Daddy wasn't home and she was lonely. When her Daddy was there he was all she needed. ** For eighteen years Riley raised Maria to be focused, smart, and to have the desire to please. He never touched her inappropriately or spoke to her like a father shouldn't. Sure, he bathed her and clothed her. He cuddled with her on the couch and stroked her hair but any father would do the same for his child. Riley didn't live in a fantasy land. He knew what he was doing would be considered morally wrong. He understood that what he was doing could be considered illegal but over the years he had perfected his plan and he wasn't going to throw all his hard work away for nothing. Like a masochist he waited until she was eighteen to make his move. He was patient and now he was going to be rewarded. Like a child who has been waiting for Christmas to come for eighteen years he was about to open his present. ** "Maria?" Riley sat in his office behind his glass desk lounging back, his whole body tingling with anticipation. They had just had dinner and he was eager to get started with her first lessons. "Yes Daddy?" Was the soft response he heard from outside his door. "Come here baby, Daddy wants to talk." The door opened and Maria's blonde hair came spilling into the doorway. "What is it Daddy?" Riley watched as she swayed into the room. She was wearing the clothes he had laid out for her this morning, a pair of denim shorts and a white polo shirt that hugged her big tits nicely. "Come here baby and sit on Daddy's lap." Maria went to her father and sat on his lap her hands resting on his firm chest. "Maria, you've been doing so well in all your school work. I'm very proud of you." She grinned and relaxed into her embrace glad to hear she wasn't in trouble. "Thank you Daddy, I want to make you proud of me." He smiles gently at her and runs his hand up and down her back, his fingers kneading into her flesh. "Well, you're eighteen now baby, it's time for you to start another type of schooling." Her green eyes were focused on him in curiosity. "You're going to learn about relationships and how people love each other." Perhaps to anyone hearing this they might think he was being condescending in the way he was speaking to his daughter but for her age Maria was desperately naïve. She was very smart but when it came to her Daddy she loved being treated like a child. She loved the safe feeling he provided and how he took charge of her life. It was nice knowing that she would always be taken care of by her Daddy. "Like how I love you Daddy?" Her father smiled and stroked her hair, his fingers winding through her long locks, brushing through them as he sighed. The warmth of her on his lap and the sweet sugary smell of her body spray was arousing him already. "We're going to practice together and I'm going to teach you everything you need to know about making a man happy okay?" At this Maria perked up. Her back straightened and she concentrated on his face and words. She wanted nothing more than to make her Daddy happy. "Right now we're going to lay down some rules about your new lessons okay?" Maria nodded dutifully her big green eyes watching him carefully for instruction. The erection in his pants was painfully engorged at this point, erotic thoughts of those eyes looking up at him with his cock stuffed in her mouth. He took a deep steadying breath before continuing, pushing those thoughts away and trying to keep to the plan. "You're a beautiful girl, almost a woman, and you've always been so obedient for me. I'm proud of you Pumpkin. I'm going to go easy on you while we're starting your lessons but as time goes on with your training, you will be punished for any mistakes. This won't be like you're punishments in the past. I won't just take away your iPod and confine you to your room. There will be spankings and harsher punishments now. You're almost a woman, so you're punishments will be like a woman's." A spike of fear went through Maria at her Daddy's stern words but she nodded again wanting him to know she understood. "I don't want to scare you Baby I just want you to know what will happen if you break the rules or do not listen to what I'm telling you, okay?" Maria relaxed a little bit into her Daddy's embrace, leaning against his chest and nodding again. "Yes, Daddy. I don't want to be punished I'll try hard to be good." Her soft doll like voice stroked over him and he slid his hand up her thigh, massaging her toned muscles. "Your morning routine will stay the same. I've enrolled you in online classes which I will be monitoring. In the afternoon you will still have chores around the house and you will still get two hours of time to yourself. After dinner however instead of going to your room we will have two hours of training in the basement." Riley watched his Baby Girl's face looking for any signs of protest, all he saw was an eagerness to please him. He smiled at her encouragingly and his hands began to stroke higher on her thigh. Maria relaxed even further humming a little. "In the beginning your lessons will be two hours long, in the future however if I decide we need to stay longer on a specific lesson it might be longer. I'll decide that at a later time. This training... these lessons will be about a woman pleasing a man sexually." Again Riley watched Maria's face and noted her eyes light up with interest and curiosity. He was relieved. She was showing interest in learning. "You're first lesson will be tonight. I want you to go to your room and put on the clothes I laid out on your bed. Meet me in the basement when you're done. Go." Maria hopped up and raced out of the room. Riley almost laughed at her eagerness. Adjusting the erection tenting his slacks he stood and made his way to the basement himself to change and get the first lesson started.