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"At His Daughter's Mercy" PART SIX: Mf; teen; inc; cons

by Schulzie

For what seemed like an eternity - though it had only been a few minutes 
- 14 year old Dana sat on the bathroom floor, eyes locked on her naked 
father who was leaning helplessly against the wall of the shower. Her 
father, Jim Sykes - a widower for almost 12 years - looked back at his 
nearly naked daughter. He was in shock, almost paralyzed, slowly 
realizing the terrible thing he had just done. He had just finished 
spraying a huge load of cum all over her little angelic face. Out of the 
goodness of her sweet heart, Dana had volunteered to help him wash 
himself since he was unable to care for himself with casts around both 
wrists. He was sure she had offered to assist him out of a sense of duty 
since in his helpless condition, and with no other person available to 
provide for his immediate needs, his daughter felt compelled to wash 
him. How embarrassed she must be, he thought, first having to see him 
standing there nude before her eyes, then to witness his cock hardening 
before her virgin eyes, only to be degraded by being doused with his 
hot, steamy white cum as it exploded out of his cock, twice hitting her 
unprepared face, with several smaller shots landing on her shoulder and 
breast.

What must she think of me, he thought shamefully to himself. She was 
trying so hard to  help him clean himself. Her concentrated efforts to 
wash him - all of him - ended up with him hosing her with his semen. 
Instead of rewarding her, he thought, he had punished her with the vile 
display of animal behavior.

What Jim didn't know was that Dana did get her reward. Though she was 
not expecting quite the forceful drenching she felt as his semen hit her 
square in the face, she had given her Daddy pleasure by stroking his 
penis, making it hard, and causing him to have an orgasm resulting in 
her entire face being covered in his warm, male juice. Some of his semen 
had begun to drip down her cheek, but the thickest of it clung in tiny 
ropes off her chin and nose. She never dreamed she could take such 
enjoyment in wearing her Daddy's bodily fluid. The idea of a man - any 
man - spraying her with semen would have grossed her out just the day 
before. But now she sat, collapsed on the floor of the bathroom, 
reveling in the creamy, white semen that had been released from her 
father's penis as her hands and fingers brought him to orgasm.

Now she looked down at the rest of herself. Her baby doll pajamas, 
totally wet from the spray of the shower, clung to her body. There was 
not one inch of her young, nubile body that could not be seen through 
the wet, transparent material. Her budding breasts, with their stiff wet 
nipples sticking out through her thin pajama top, could be seen very 
clearly. These were no longer the tiny titties of a child; they were the 
rapidly blossoming breasts of a young woman. Surely, she reckoned, her 
Daddy must have seen them as he finally opened his eyes to look at her. 
And did he look farther down her body, she wondered. Did he look at her 
bottoms which were equally wet and clingy like her top? Could he see her 
soaked crotch through the soppy-wet material of her bottoms? Dana could 
tell that her vaginal lips were puffed out through the crotch of the 
bottoms, the result of the unbelievable excitement she felt as she had 
toyed with her father's firm butt and played with his huge balls and 
massive penis. She wanted so much to know if her father could see her 
triangle of brown hair covering her young, virginal private parts. Can 
he see it now? Does he see my swollen labia through the bottoms? Does he 
know how excited I am? Just by glancing quickly at herself, she wondered 
how he could possibly miss what she had below. God, she thought, it 
looks like I'm hiding a yoyo down there. The wetness of the material, 
the tightness of the crotch seam, and her visible excitement had caused 
her already engorged labia to push out the crotch of the bottoms. Dana 
wanted to excite her Daddy. She wanted him to make love to her.

Jim was too involved with his humiliation, guilt and shame to notice the 
obvious animal lust his sweet, young daughter was exuding. Part of him 
was almost too ashamed to look at her, yet he did look, as though to 
punish himself for losing control, by allowing himself to use the 
stroking of his young teenaged daughter's hand on his cock to bring him 
to orgasm. He had used his own daughter to satisfy his own urges.  What 
Jim would never dream of telling her was that for years he had deprived 
himself of sex with a woman. God knows he loved sex. But he avoided 
casual sex with women, though he had opportunities, because at first he 
did not want to soil the memory of his deceased wife, Dana's mother. 
Later, he began to feel that a casual sexual relationship would make him 
feel cheap.

He also avoided serious relationships with women because he could never 
find someone for whom he cared as much as he had for his late wife. More 
importantly, he never found the woman he wanted to become Dana's 
stepmother. In his eyes, no woman was good enough. And so, he denied 
himself. For sure, he relieved himself of sexual frustration and tension 
by his own hand. He jerked off regularly, sometimes as often as three or 
four times a night. He still had a healthy sexual appetite, and a very 
active fantasy life. But deep down inside, Jim longed to hold and be 
held by another woman. He dreamed of having a lover share his bed with 
him, someone he could please and be pleased by. He had forgotten what it 
felt like to have a woman's hand lovingly stroke his cock. For a few 
short moments in the shower, Jim had been taken back in his mind to 
earlier times when his wife was still alive. The sensations of the joy 
of having his cock fondled by a hand other than his own brought to his 
mind images of a young married couple; kissing, touching, caressing, 
exploring each other's bodies, pleasing each other in every way 
possible, and leading to their bodies joining, his cock in her pussy, 
thrusting in and out, building in tempo until finally they both found 
their release as wave after wave of mutual orgasms took them higher and 
higher and higher... These thoughts had come back to Jim until he 
realized that the flashback was caused by the gentle hand of his 
daughter as her fingers were wrapped around the circumference of his 
swollen cock, stroking him faster and faster until he was beyond 
self-control. And then he did the foul deed; he shot his seed on his 
daughter's face, painting her adorable, young-girl features with his 
jism.

He tried to regain some composure as he attempted to set himself up 
straight in the bathtub. Then the horrible sight of what he had done 
struck him. He saw her cum-covered face before him, the reminder of the 
vile, awful act he had just committed. And then...he saw the rest of 
her. Looking down at his daughter seated spread-legged on the floor, Jim 
could see her young, teenaged body, barely covered by the flimsy wet 
pajamas she had worn while she scrubbed his naked body all over. He 
could see the developing fullness of her creamy white breasts. They are 
so beautiful, he thought to himself. Not quite as full as an adult 
woman's breasts, but beautiful nonetheless. He could see the erect 
little nubs, pointing out at him through the top of her soaked pajamas. 
He began to look lower when a terrible realization occurred to him. It 
was the sight of her near nude body that had caused his increasing 
excitement to come to a head, and brought him to that tremendous orgasm 
he had experienced only moments ago. It was not just her stroking his 
fully erect cock that made him come, it was the vision of her young, 
virgin body - virtually nude before his eyes - that completed the rising 
excitement he felt, and resulted in the tremendous blasts of cum to 
shoot onto the forehead, nose, cheeks and chin of his own daughter. The 
pleasure of seeing her practically nude, kneeling before him, rubbing 
his erect dick with such tender, loving care made him cum. He now knew, 
however shameful the truth might be: his sweet, innocent daughter's 
teenaged body turned him on. With that thought, Jim began to slip back 
against the shower wall, and he began to slip into the tub itself, being 
unable to steady himself with his injured arms handicapped by the casts 
and the plastic covering surrounding them.

Dana saw immediately that her father was about to slip down into the 
tub, water still running from the showerhead, and she was afraid he 
would only do further injury to himself he if slipped all the way. She 
jumped up and reached out to grab him before he slipped any more. Though 
she was small in comparison to him, she was strong enough to hold him up 
and keep him from sinking, allowing him to gain his balance and stand 
completely on his own. But in doing so, two things happened. He found 
himself being held by Dana, her arms around him, her body pressed into 
his. He could feel her teen breasts pushing into his chest. He felt her 
breathing in and out, and he thought he could detect the beating of her 
heart against him. He felt the warmth of her body as she held his naked 
body.

But he also felt something else. His cheek had brushed against hers as 
he struggled to stand up. He felt something warm and sticky on his cheek 
and he realized that he had just wiped some of the cum off her face and 
on to his. Reality returned quickly. Standing by himself now, he quickly 
and carefully stepped out of the tub with Dana's help. He reached out 
for a towel from the towel rack as Dana leaned over to turn off the 
shower. He brought the towel to her face, began wiping the horrible 
evidence of his awful deed, apologizing profusely as he did.

"Oh, God. Dana, honey. Daddy is so sorry. I can't believe I did this to 
you. You're my little girl. I'm so horrible. Please forgive me. Oh, God, 
I feel so awful. I didn't mean for this to happen...", Jim blabbered 
over and over and over, as he wiped the remaining cum from his 
daughter's face.

Dana could take no more of her Daddy's unnecessary begging for 
forgiveness. She took the towel from her father, grabbed him by the 
arms, looked him in the eyes, and said, sharply, "Daddy!"

He continued with his uncontrollable pleas for forgiveness. Again, this 
time more emphatically, "Daddy! Stop!"

They both froze. They looked at each other, neither speaking for a few 
seconds. Then Dana broke the silence. "It's alright, Daddy." Then, more 
slowly, "Its...alright!"

"No! It's not alright!", Jim offered in return. "What I did to you was 
unexcusable. I used you, sweetie. I took advantage of..."

Again, Dana stopped him. "Daddy. It's okay. What happened was natural. 
You couldn't help it. It's my fault just as much as yours."

"Your fault? No way was it your fault, I let you do what you did. Daddy 
knew something like this might happen, and I let you go ahead and...". 
Jim replied. That is until Dana put her finger to his lips to hush him.

"Daddy...I knew it might happen, too."

Jim looked at her in disbelief. At first he couldn't speak. He just 
looked at her, not being sure he heard her right. 

"You...knew ?? What do you mean 'you knew it might happen'? How did you 
know it might happen?", he asked incredulously. "You're only 14!"

"Daddy!?", she asked, almost insulted, "I'm not a child anymore. I've 
learned a little about sex. You know? School? Sex ed? I know a little 
bit about sex and men. I'm not a little girl anymore!"

"Now wait right there, young lady!", Jim countered. "You're still my 
little girl. And fathers aren't supposed to do that with their 
daughters. What I did was to allow you to jer...that is, I let 
you...masturbate me...and I let you make me...uh...climax. That's wrong, 
Dana. As your father, I should never have let that happen!"

Dana looked into her father's eyes. She could tell that part of him was 
angry about what had just happened here in the bathroom. She could also 
tell that he was dealing with embarrassment from having been brought to 
orgasm by his own daughter. But there was a new look on his face she had 
never seen before. As much as he seemed shocked or humiliated by the 
whole experience, there was also a sense of relief on his face. A look 
that suggested that part of him needed what she had done for him. A look 
that said that somewhere deep inside, he had this urgent need to release 
a lot of pent-up frustration and stress. Perhaps all that semen that her 
Daddy had unloaded on her was a way for him to release the tension he 
felt inside. The tension of work, of being a single parent, maybe even 
of being without a woman for so long. She knew her father dated from 
time-to- time, but he never came home late, never brought a woman over 
to spend the night at their house, and never spent the night elsewhere.

Maybe sex was just what he needed at this point in his life. And in 
spite of all his protestations, maybe he would come to see that the 
answer to all his stress and frustration and loneliness was standing 
right in front of him. Maybe with a little more time and persuasion from 
her, she could make him see that she was the best thing for him. She 
knew she had pleased him with her hands only moments before. Surely she 
could find other ways to bring him the pleasure he needed so badly.

Dana, very quietly, very firmly, very maturely, said to Jim, "Daddy. 
What happened was the natural result of being touched in a area that is 
sensitive. I knew that if I touched you there", now pointing to his 
crotch, "on your penis...and your...testicles, you might get an 
erection. It didn't bother me, Daddy. I wasn't shocked." She paused, 
knowing that what she was about to say had to be clear to her father. 
"And...if it happens again, we'll deal with it."

Jim just looked at her in utter disbelief. "If it happens again?? Oh, 
no. It will not happen again. I will not allow you to be put in that 
position again. It shouldn't even have happen this time. You are just 
barely a teenager and I am your father. And I say, it will not happen 
again!"

Without missing a beat, Dana replied, "Daddy, you know I love you with 
all my heart. You know I have never disobeyed you. But I WILL continue 
helping you. I will help you eat. I will help you get dressed. And I 
WILL help you get washed! As long as you can't do things for 
yourself..." This time she paused longer, for effect, letting what she 
was about to tell him sink in, "...I will do anything and EVERYTHING you 
need done for you." Then she punctuated her declaration. "EVERYTHING!"

The eye contact between father and daughter was long and intense. They 
seemed to stare into each other's eyes for the longest time. It was as 
though they were engaged in a game of "chicken"; neither one was about 
to be the first to blink. For Dana, she intended to make her meaning 
clear. She wanted her Daddy to know that whatever he needed - whatEVER 
he needed - she would provide for him.  She was letting him know that if 
the same thing happened again - if she found herself facing his erect 
penis - she would take care of it for him. She would do whatever it 
might take to please him, to help him release his semen again. She was 
NOT going to back down.

For Jim's part, he was determined to maintain control over this 
situation. He was the adult. He was her father. Allowing this to happen 
once was bad enough. He was not expecting  things to happen quite the 
way they did. When things began to get out of hand, he lost control and 
permitted himself to use his daughter for an act which deep inside he 
knew he needed. He couldn't resist the temptation of letting her jerk 
him off. He hadn't intended for his load to splatter all over her face. 
But he knew now that once she had brought his cock to a full hard-on, he 
let it proceed. He let her finish him off with her gentle, yet firm 
strokes on his erect cock.

Then he remembered what really set him off. He recalled that he did 
begin to stop her before he came, but the sight of her kneeling 
submissively before her, giving his cock such loving treatment, all the 
time exposed in those wet, see-through pajamas pushed him beyond his 
self-control, caused him to give in and let it happen. Whether he liked 
it or not, he HAD let her stroke him to orgasm. And he enjoyed it. And 
now he knew. It was going to happen again against his better judgment.

He suddenly became aware of his current predicament. As he thought about 
what Dana had just said to him, he realized that he had dropped the eye 
contact with her. He found himself staring at her body,  barely hidden 
by the still-wet clothing. He was close enough to clearly see all of 
her. Her  pert breasts, her flat tummy, her broadening hips, and her 
pussy. Her young, tender, virgin pussy. His inspection of her, standing 
so close - close enough to touch if he dared - made him aware of his own 
total nudity. Worse, once again he could feel the beginning of another 
erection. Only this time, it was not because she had been touching him, 
it was because he had been looking at her, thinking about her, and 
beginning to wonder: what if?

His cock was really beginning to harden now, the best he could do to 
hide it from Dana was to turn around. "We'll discuss this later", he 
said, "but I think it's time to get dressed. Can you help me with my 
robe, please?"

Dana hadn't missed seeing his penis begin to get hard again. And she 
hadn't even touch it. It just started getting long and hard again on 
it's own.. Why, she wondered. Was she just imagining things or could it 
be true that he was turned on as much as she was? She asked him to hold 
his arms out so she could remove the plastic bags she had used to 
protect his casts from the water. Then she grabbed his robe and started 
to help him get his arms in the sleeves. When she got both arms in to 
the point where he could finish by himself, she started to move in front 
of him so she could tie the sash. Only he kept turning away from her. 
Again she tried, and again he turned away. After trying and failing one 
more time, she swiftly went around the other way and said, "Daddy. Stop 
and let me tie you robe for you." This time she did manage to get in 
front and grabbed  his robe, only to discover his problem. His penis was 
fully erect, standing straight out in front of him again, just as it had 
when he was in the shower. This time she would have no excuse to touch 
it, so she quickly closed the robe and tied the sash to hold it close. 
That didn't stop his penis from pushing out the front of his robe. 
Before he turned to leave the bathroom, Dana noticed something 
interesting about his penis. At the very tip of it, she could see a drop 
of clear liquid clinging to the head of his penis, right at the hole 
where urine and semen came out. That's curious, she thought. I wonder 
what that is, she wanted to know.

They left their previous discussion unfinished as Jim crawled on top of 
the covers on his bed. Dana told him that she was going to fix him some 
dinner and bring him his pain medicine since it was almost time for 
another dose. Her father asked her to bring two pills this time since 
the pain he was feeling was worse than before. "Are you sure, Daddy? Is 
that safe?"

"It'll be fine, sweetie."

Dana went downstairs to the kitchen and began to look at what was 
available to fix for dinner. As she looked in the pantry, the phone 
rang.

"Hello?

"Hi Dana! This is Mrs. Haven, Judith's Mom.

"Oh hi, Mrs. Haven. How are you?

"Just fine. Listen. Is your Dad there?"

"Yeah, he is. But he's resting right now. He got into a bit of a skiing 
accident last night, and he's still in some pain."

"Oh dear, nothing too serious I hope."

"Just a few broken bones", said Dana, minimizing the situation.

"Well, Dana, do you think I could talk to him anyway if he's awake. I 
won't keep him long. I just need to ask him a favor. I think you might 
like the idea."

"Hold on. I'll see if he's awake." And with that, Dana went up to her 
father's bedroom.

"Daddy? Are you still awake?"

"Yes, honey. Is there something wrong? I thought I heard the phone 
ring."

"Judith's mom? Mrs. Haven's on the phone. She wants to ask you 
something."

"Okay," he said. "Could you put the call on the speakerphone for me?

Jim and Mrs. Haven exchanged pleasantries for a minute, they talked 
about his accident, and then she got to the point.

"Dr. Haven and I have an unexpected opportunity to go away for the 
weekend to a private lodge in the mountains, and since we rarely get a 
chance to go away alone, I was wondering if Judith could stay with you 
and Dana for the weekend. But with you being hurt and all, if it's too 
much, I'll try to find someone else to watch her. But you know how 14 
year olds are; they don't like the idea of a babysitter."

Dana had been listening to the conversation. Judith was one of her best 
friends, maybe her very best friend. Yet, she had mixed feelings about 
having Judith over for the weekend. That would mean she wouldn't be able 
to take care of her father the way she wanted to "take care" of him. On 
the other hand, though Judith was just as much a virgin as she was, 
Judith seemed to know so much more about sex. Dana just assumed that 
being the daughter of a doctor, Judith just had more access to 
information about sex than the average teenager. Maybe she could get 
Judith to answer some of the questions she had formulated about sex 
today.

Jim was hopeful that Dana would agree, as this would take some of the 
pressure off him of a repeat performance of what had occurred in the 
shower. There was no way, he thought, that Dana would try again to give 
him such an intimate shower with one of her friends in the house.

"Well, is that alright with you?", Jim asked Dana.

Even if Dana wanted to say no, there was no way she could with the 
conversation taking place over the speakerphone. "That would be cool."

"Dana would love to have Judith over.", said Jim.

"Oh, great! Is it okay if we drop her off about 7:30?"

"Sure, we'll be here. I may be upstairs asleep. But I think the girls 
can entertain themselves."

Dana began thinking to herself as her father and Judith's mother 
finished up their conversation. Even with Judith here, she still had to 
take care of her Daddy. She would still have to feed him and help him 
take a shower. What would Judith think if she knew that she was helping 
her father in the shower? Would she think it was weird that she had seen 
her father naked? There was no way she was going to tell Judith about 
seeing her father with an erection. And certainly she would never 
confess to having played with her Daddy's penis and giving him an 
orgasm. This was something Judith might think was gross or sick. She 
would have to keep it a secret, even from her best friend.

Yet, she knew that Judith might have answers about the questions running 
through her mind. Questions about sex and men and penises. She'd have to 
be careful about how she asked those questions to avoid arousing any 
suspicion.

Continued in Part Seven


Stories by Schulzie specializes in stories about teens, incest, 
exhibitionism, voyeurism, masturbation and oral sex.

http://www.mrdouble.com/htm/authors/schulzie.htm



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