"I'm sorry"

"I'm so, so sorry." She was shaking with barely restrained sobs. "I know you're my only daddy. All of the others were just men who wanted to use me. I'm sorry for all of those mean things I said to you. I love you, Daddy. And I want to be your little girl again."

You're shocked. You can't believe what you're hearing. Kelly's personality shift had been so radical that you figured there was no going back, that she had been permanently broken. But it appears that that there is some figment of your daughter still left in her.

"But.." Kelly abruptly stops shuddering and her eyes take on a seductive glow. It's as though a switch has been flipped. She reaches a hand behind her and dips a finger in the growing pool of cum pouring onto the desk from her raw gaping asshole. "I still need to be a slut." She brings the finger to her face and lets the semen slowly drip down into her open mouth. She licks her lips, her eyes narrowed in obvious satisfaction. "Mmm. It tastes even better knowing that it's my one and only real Daddy's!"

"What?" Shock on top of shock. The fantasy you were harboring of scooping your daughter up, taking her home and pretending this whole thing never happened is shattered in an instant.

" I love you, Daddy. I really do." She began idly tracing her fingers along her lean thighs. "But I also love cocks! The feeling of a hard dick or two inside me is too good. And just now when you were stretching open my tiny butthole, when I thought about how it was my own father **** me, using me like a living sex toy...I thought I was going to die from pleasure. So I want to be both. Your little girl and a filthy slut."

"I don't understand what you're saying." You didn't want to understand what she was saying.

"Oh, Daddy. I'm saying I want to be yours and only yours. I want you to take me home and raise me up right to be a good little girl that obeys your every command and takes your dick in every hole. I'll be your daughter slut!"

"But, I can't just take you..." You look to Mr. Milton, hoping he will provide an out to your moral dilemma.

"Of course you can!" He cheerfully replies. "She is your daughter after all." Milton is clearly pleased by the anguish you are experiencing over what to do with your daughter. "If the little slut wants to go home with her daddy, who am I to get in the way of her happiness? Although the lack of a suitable slut would take you out of the running as my replacement..."

Kelly sat up, her thighs spread wide. She began gently rubbing two fingers against her clit. "Please, Daddy." She cooed in an exaggerated baby doll voice. "I promise to be the little whore you always wanted. If you don't take me then those bad men will come back and make me sick on their thingies."

She is clearly not well. And if you leave her here, she can only get worse. Taking her home wouldn't necessarily mean you'd have to drill that sweet teen body every chance you get...but the temptation would be there. And it would mean passing up on the biggest career opportunity of your life. Who knows if there is any way of breaking Kelly's cock addiction? Maybe leaving her here to an endless dick buffet would be the best treatment.