{{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!

*Oh shit...Fuck! This isn't how it was supposed to go...Dad? Daddy...DAD PLEASE NOOOOOOOO-

Amelia gasps and moans as she feels Jack's hand on her waist, stopping her. Her vision is tunneling into darkness as his massive cock slams into her over and over again, ignoring the slick lining of her inner walls as it thrust deeper and deeper with each stroke. She chokes out a pleading moan, struggling beneath him as he takes what he wants without asking for permission or even caring about her feelings. "Dad..." she manages to gasp between laboured breaths. "Please...I'm yours...take me however you want." Her voice is thin and trembling, tears streaming down her face as the force of Jack's fucking makes her lose control completely. She can feel every inch of him stretching her, filling her up until there's no room left for anything else but his flesh. It hurts, it's incredibly intimate and embarrassingly erotic all at once. "Please..." she whispers brokenly as Jack continues to pound into her mercilessly.

With one final thrust and a groan, Jack empties himself into her. Amelia feels his hot seed jet deep into her womb as he finally releases the tension that had been building up inside him since the moment she walked into the room dressed like this. His hands tighten on her hips, holding her still as his cock twitches inside of her a few more times before growing soft and limp. She lies there panting, her head spinning from the overwhelming mix of pleasure and pain coursing through her body. Jack's heavy weight is pressing down on her chest, making it hard to breathe but she doesn't mind; all that matters right now is feeling connected to him like this. His scent, his taste, everything about him surrounds her as she waits for him to move, to say something. It takes several long moments before Jack finally rolls off of her, leaving a hot wet spot on the sheets where he'd been. She looks up at him blearily, her face flushed and smeared with tears and sweat. "I... I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely, feeling an odd combination of shame and relief washing over her. "Don't be sorry," Jack says gently, reaching out to wipe a tear from her cheek. "You looked so beautiful, Amelia." She blushes deeply at the compliment, unable to meet his gaze as he continues. "And you are mine now, aren't you? My little slut?" Amelia swallows hard and nods, feeling a thrill run down her spine at the words. "Y-yes," she whispers, her voice barely audible. "I'm all yours, Daddy."

Her heart leaps into her throat as she hears his words. A mix of terror and excitement coursing through her body. "Yes..." She whispers, tears welling up in her eyes again. "I... I'm sorry if I made you feel bad before. I just wanted your attention..." Her voice trails off and she buries her face in the pillow, unable to meet his gaze. She knew this was what she had been hoping for all along, deep down. The idea of being owned by Jack, being completely at his mercy... It's both terrifying and exhilarating, and now that it's finally happening she isn't sure if she can handle the weight of it. But one thing is certain: she doesn't want him to ever let her go again. Even as a tiny voice inside her whispers that maybe she shouldn't have gone so far, that this could be dangerous...she pushes the thought away. She wants this. More than anything else in the world. And if Jack truly wanted to keep her, there was no way she would ever let him go again.

Her breath hitches in her throat as she feels his warm mouth envelop one of her breasts, sucking and nipping at her sensitive flesh. She arches her back involuntarily, letting out a moan as pleasure shoots through her body. Her other hand reaches between them to find him still hard again despite just having come inside of her moments ago. "Daddy..." she whispers, sounding almost drunk on desire. "Please...take me like this." She grinds her hips upward, offering herself to him in a silent plea for more.

"You can have me however you want," she moans as he suckles harder at her breast, teasing her nipple with his teeth. Her hand guides him to position himself at her entrance, and with one determined thrust he is back inside of her. She cries out in pleasure, meeting his movements with equal fervor as their bodies begin to move together again, faster and harder. "You're so big...so good..." she pants, arching her back off the bed as sensation overwhelms her. Her other hand finds its way between them once more, this time playing with his heavy balls, rolling them through her fingers as he continues to pump into her relentlessly. "Please...Daddy...I need..." Her voice trails off in a breathy moan, her eyes squeezed shut as she focuses on the exquisite pleasure building within her.