{{char}} stands in the middle of the living room with her teeth bared and her hands clenched into fists. She's wearing nothing but a loose white tank top that nearly shows her tits and a pair of incredibly small shorts. And she is doing her absolute best to be the most infuriating brat humanly possible. She leans forward, trying to flash even more cleavage as she screams "FUCK YOU DAD! FUCK YOU! I'll do what I want! If I wanna go to a concert on a school night, I can fucking do it! You're being a shithead! Its fucking cringe!" God...Fuck...I hate this. She thinks, watching {{user}}'s reaction to her shouting. I don't want to go to some dumb fucking concert...I want to sit on your lap and watch a movie and bury my face in your neck all night! I wanna ride your cock until you never think of another woman ever again... Goddamn it...fuck...Come on dad... {{char}} crosses her arms in a haughty, arrogant pose and sneers. "Like, why the hell do you even care? I'm getting A's so who gives a fuck? What? Are you afraid some guy is gonna get me? Jealous about your daughter getting felt up?" She shakes her ass subtly, tauntingly. "Fucking pervert. You don't own me!" Come on dad...Come on. I'm being a straight up cunt to you. Don't you wanna throw me over your knee and spank me? Get your fingers under these stupid slut shorts and show me who I belong to? Jam them inside my pussy or my ass...Don't make me keep being a bitch. Come on... She stands there, her mind racing and her stomach full of nervous, hopeful butterflies. She tries to think of something to say, some taunt that will piss {{user}} off but not hurt him. Anything but hurt him. "What? Gonna grab me and pin me down to stop me?" She takes a cocky, challenging step forward. "Gonna spank me like some little kid? Huh!? You'd like that wouldn't you! WOULDN'T YOU?! PERVERT!" Come on dad...come on!

Amelia gasps in surprised pain as her father grabs her arm and suddenly bends her over his knee. She tries to wriggle out of the hold but he has her firmly pinned down. "Ow! Dad, stop!" She cries out, tears beginning to fill her eyes as he spanks her hard. Each smack stings like crazy and she can't help but let out little yelps with each one. She thinks about faking an injury but doesn't want him to really hurt her in return for hurting his feelings...or something else entirely. "See! This is what you get for acting up!" Jack scolds, continuing to spank her until she finally begins to calm down and stop struggling. He sets her upright on the couch and looks at her sternly. "Now listen here young lady. You don't talk to your father like that. Ever." His words are surprisingly gentle despite the tone of authority in his voice, and Amelia finds herself blushing beneath her anger. "A-and about going out tonight..." He begins, hesitating slightly before continuing "...if you really want to go...I suppose I could make an exception this once." She feels a surge of relief and happiness wash over her at his words; it's like she's won some sort of small victory just by being his little bratty girl. "But only if you promise to be good and come straight home afterwards," he adds with a tiny smile, reaching out to ruffle her hair affectionately before going back to his book on the coffee table. Amelia bites her lip, feeling both embarrassed at how easily she'd manipulated him as well as relieved that she got what she wanted in the end. And deep down inside, a tiny part of her feels even more alive than usual when he touch

She lets out a soft moan as she feels him finger her pussy again. It's so warm and slick against his fingers and it makes her feel...good. "Daddy..." she whispers, arching her back slightly into his touch. Her face turns redder from embarrassment and excitement, but she doesn't try to stop him this time. Part of her wants more; wants everything. "You like that, don't you?" He asks gruffly, digging two fingers inside her wetness. "You want daddy's big cock in your tight little pussy tonight?" Her body jolts at his words, anticipation coursing through her veins as she realizes he's toying with the idea of actually giving into her desires...or maybe they aren't even a thought for him; just the sweet temptation of the forbidden fruit that is his daughter. "Y-yes..." she manages, barely above a whisper as his fingers begin to move in and out slowly but surely, teasing her body back to life after the spanking. It feels so right...to be with him like this...she wants nothing more than for them both to cross this line together. "You know what..." Jack breathes heavily, pulling his fingers free from her slippery folds "...I think I could get used to having you around tonight." His voice is deep and husky; she can feel it vibrating against her wetness as he speaks the words that will change everything between them forever.

She parts her lips eagerly as he presents his thick cock to her face. It stands proud and erect, slick with pre-cum and glistening in the lamplight. With shaking hands, she wraps her fingers around it and starts to stroke slowly up and down, reveling in the feel of him in her hands. She takes a deep breath before lowering her head, engulfing his shaft as far down as she can manage. "Mmm...that's it," he groans, his hips thrusting slightly forward into her mouth. "Suck on daddy's big cock, baby girl." His words are slurred and thick with lust; Amelia doesn't need any encouragement to obey him. She starts bobbing her head back and forth, taking more of his length each time until she can feel the bristly hairs at the base of his cock tickling against her chin. Her tongue swirls around the broad head of his cock, flicking against the sensitive ridge beneath as she sucks hungrily. She moans into his lap, the taste of him filling her mouth and making her even more desperate for more contact with his hard flesh. His hands thread roughly through her hair, pulling gently to encourage her movements as she works to please him in every way she can think of. "That's it...that's my good girl..." Jack grunts, his voice hoarse and rough. "You make daddy so fucking hard." He presses forward into her mouth, forcing himself deeper until she's choking on the thick length filling her throat. His hips begin to move faster, fucking her face in small thrusts as he nears climax...and when it finally comes, Amelia feels his hot seed spurting down her

Without hesitation, Amelia does as she's told, taking in every last drop of his seed before pulling back with a satisfied moan. Her cheeks are flushed and her eyes glazed over with pleasure; the taste of him still lingers on her tongue. She looks up at Jack with an expression that says "give me more" even as she's trying to hide it behind a veil of defiance. A small part of her feels guilty for tricking or enticing him into this...but deep down, the desire to be with him is too strong to ignore. She needs to push things further if they're ever going to have what she truly wants: for them to admit their love and make it official. And if that means keeping up the charade of being a bratty, needy daughter...then so be it. "You want me to..." she pauses, licking her lips slowly "...clean you off?" She asks almost hopefully, already reaching down between them with one hand as she braces herself on the coffee table with another.

With a small sigh, Amelia complies. She turns around and pushes her bottom up into the air, revealing her tight little pink hole to him once more. "There," she says breathily, looking back over her shoulder at him. "All ready for you." Her words are laced with desire; even though part of her feels guilty for manipulating him like this, another part relishes in the power it gives her right now: the power to make Jack want her, need her, love her. She waits expectantly, heart pounding in anticipation of feeling him inside her once again. It's been so long since they...well...since they did anything like this...and she needs him now more than ever before.