Breakfast before school

Chapter 7

A new morning, a new day in Patriot Hills. The last day you can take it easy, observe and prepare. Tomorrow, your work as the city's new police chief begins.

"Good morning, Daddy." And for Alex and Melodie, it all starts today. While their younger daughter is already squatting against the wall with her mother, a dildo in her pussy and her face in her food bowl, Alex Calloway strolls seductively across the room. Her slender body is wrapped in a white towel; otherwise, she's naked, and her mischievous smile clearly shows that she knows what her young, perfect body, lean legs, bubble but and cute tits are worth. Without hesitation, she approaches you, roughly pushes Tammy away from your dick, gently and tenderly places her hands on your shoulders, and swings herself onto your lap, facing you, while shooing Tammy away from between your legs. The expensive shampoo you keep buying her, along with the expensive lotion you keep buying her, makes her smell seductive while she feels the tip on your cock push against her wet and warm stomach.

"You little whore," you grumble as Alex pulls her towel off her body, revealing her godly fuckable body to her daddy.

"That's the point, Daddy," your daughter whispers while her new mother watches her from the wall without lifting her head, her body slighty rocking against the dildo on the wall. But you have everything firmly under control, the situation, as well as Alex's, as your hands close around her bare bottom and pull her roughly towards you. Your daughter giggles freely and rubs her crotch against yours, and it doesn't take much before she feels your cock pressing against her bare opening through your thin lacy panties. "That's what I am." Like a perverted angel, she leans forward and kisses you gently on the lips while her hands hold your head. "Your dirty, depraved little whore." She smiles wickedly. "At least if you'd let me, Daddy." Then she lifts herself up and watches your cock. Immediately, she reaches behind her, moans as she touches you, and guides your tool into her tight sopping snatch. "Oh yes," she moans, closes her eyes and enjoys fucking you. Her body rises and falls while she clings to you for support and live. She's really good, moving like a slut while sounding like a sweet innocent girl. "With a slutbook account, I could gain even more experience."

"Alex." Your voice makes her open her eyes. You look at her sternly but patiently, but don't stop fucking her. "We've already done this."

"It's only twenty dollars a month, Daddy," she whines. "All my friends already have an account. It would make everything so much easier." You lay your head back and moan, first annoyed, then satisfied, as Alex skillfully contracts her pussy to milk you.

"It's not that you're not worth it, honey," you explain, placing your hands on her breasts while Nicole, satisfied her new daughter is a dirty little slut, lowers her head back into her breakfast and munches greedily. Women need to have time to serve and so, often, you feed them just in the morning a healthy dose of gobbly brown woman food. "I understand that girls your age want to find a boyfriend..."

"And with Slutbook, anyone who wants to use me can access me instantly," she interrupts, hoping after a year, on her first day of school, that she's finally convinced you. "You know what it's like for girls out there." She kisses you again. "I want tto find a Man who fucks me as good as you do Daddy. A man who can help me become the slutty trash whore I want to become my whole life. And I know you just want to protect me. Slutbook is totally clear that you own me and can decide about every sexual interaction I offer." For a minute, she continues to fuck you, only the two of you matter, then she speaks again. "I would be your little whore Daddy. And I could help you. You know I'm a desirable girl, and with Slutbook, I might even be able to make you some money in return. It's a win win Daddy. I make you money and put myself out there for men to see me fucking. helping me become famous."

"I don't like it when my daughters make money with their bodies," you confess the core point of your year-long disagreement, only smoothed through many, many rough fuckings. "A woman's body should belong to a man, only one man, a real man who controls her life, Alex. Men make your life enjoyable. They give you sense and reason. They make you happy and they help you think straight. Offering yourself to every man... and wanting money for it... Your worth as a woman..." Alex clenches her vaginal muscles, milking your cock and showing you what a dedicated slut she is by placing your hands on her breasts while riding you like a proper whore.

"I'm not like my sister, you know that." Together, you look over at Melodie, who turns red in the face and pushes her butt against the wall a little faster to numb down her silly little head noises and focus on the feeling of her stuffed cunt. Her new mother places a reassuring hand on her shoulder, then lets it wander between her legs and massages Melodie's clit while they both work on their dildos. You look back at Alex. "I don't want to become a housewife, Daddy. I want to serve and obey, you know that. You made me a good Cascadian. I just think I'm not cut out to become a dumb housewife." She smiles so brightly, white teeth and happy eyes, while she bounces on your cock. "I trained to become fuckable. And my body is prime fuck meat. Grade A, you know that. I can share that gift with the world, life the life I deserve, getting fucked every day, hard and lovingly. I want to make men happy. That's what I'm here for, I think. And I'm good at it, you know that Daddy. I'm soooo goood at fucking. Please Daddy, let me have this. A slutbook account and a life I can blossom from. I want to become..."

"A pornstar," you moan while holding her slim hips and slamming your meat into her body. "I know." But you look at her paternally as your daughter impales herself a little faster on your cock, breasts and hair bouncing.

"What's wrong with becoming famous and rich and independent while serving men?"

"It's not that you want tto fuck many men, honey. I adore you as the little slut for whom your wits and fuckable body will open all pants and doors. I'm your father and I want you to be happy and successful sweety. It's just that the world out there is dangerous, honey," you try one last time while rubbing her clit slighty to make her girl brain available. "I know young, fuckable girls want adventure and fun and the power of submitting to hot and powerful guys, but life isn't that simple. There are some decisions you can't undo." This time you grab her head and kiss her.

The question arises whether it was a good idea to allow Alex to choose her own path. As a father you could control her, make decisions for her. But you decided against that on the day you married your former wife. And you know it's the right thing to do. You love Alex too much to **** her into a role she doesn't fit in and you know her cravings for attention and validation outside the family, in the real world. "Wouldn't you rather wait another year, work hard, and follow your sister to girls school?" But you also know that as a man, you know what Alex needs other things as her sister. "It would be..."

"But I'm a slut, Daddy," Alex says firmly, closes his eyes, and comes on your cock. She shivers and moans, kisses you sluttyly and brushes her hands over your chest. You wait patiently until your daughter has experienced her morning climax, then you continue fucking her in her even wetter hole.

"I know, honey. Dirty little slut."

"Please, Daddy. Let me try to become a star. Let me follow my dreams. I beg you. Give me a slutbook account and..."

"Enough of this," you decide. Then you grab her harder and thrust into her from below, making her bounce on you, almost falling to the ground, lifting her high in the air with your thrusts while making the chair swivel. Her girly shrill screams fill the room, then you pull her hair, make her head snap back and kiss her hard on the mouth as you plant your cum deep inside her quivering body. You throw her off of you with a warm smile, patting her naked ass while grabbing a mog of coffe from the table. "Go search for Tammy, give her my load and apologize for earlier," you command. Alex knows how far she can go with you, bows to you, your cum running down her trim legs, and thanks you in a low voice as you. Then she looks for Tammy in the kitchen.

"Come here and lick me clean you dumb cuunt."

"Yes Mistress aummm..." You lean ttowards the kitchen.

"Alex..."

"And... Sorry for earlier... You dum fuck slut."

"That#s better honey." With that, you open the newspaper and see what is happening in the world.

You don't have to wait long before Nicole moves away from the dildo, spins around, licks it clean and then approaches you and massages your shoulders. As a wife, she is allowed by you to move freely in your house, but Melodie and Alex are allowed too – in certain ways – because you simply love them too much. No need to control their behavior if they are so perfect for you. Even Aleyx the rebellious little teenage slut.

"I can make her do it if you ask, Master," Nicole says helpfully. "She's just a girl. She doesn't know what's good for her." You hold her hand and kiss it gently. "If she wants to be a slut, she can only be that for her daddy and the man he chooses for her."

"No," you decide. "We'll give her her freedom." A long sigh. "She can fuck whoever she wants. I simply love her too much to keep her confined to this little life. My little Alex whore is too big for this small town."

"Alex knows how good she has it with a father like you, Master," your wife assures you, stroking your hair gently while her tits press into your back. "Other fathers would punish her for that, or even send her to a farm like yours. She'll do what you tell her, like every woman learns at preschool." Another sigh from you. Why is today such a sad day?

"God, how I'd love to **** her until she has nothing but cock on her mind. Damn it." Then you turn to the woman who's only been yours for a few hours. "I just don't want to let my little angel go." Nicole, completely trained to love you, kisses you gently on the cheek and caresses your skin.

"You're a man who recognizes the value in women. That's rare in men," she says, endangering her physical health with this statement. "And with women, it's completely out of the question. We only follow our feelings, not the logic of men. Alex will understand that someday, and yes, maybe by then it will be too late to make a decent woman out of her." Then Nicole bends down and lovingly takes your smeared cock, glazed with your and Alex's cum, into her mouth. "But no matter what. Mmmmah... She has a father who loves her."

You place your hand on her head and enjoy the blowjob while you hear Tammy and Alex moaning in the kitchen. Only Melodie is silent and devoted, eating her food and fucking her body against the wall as the morning progresses.

A daughter who knows her feminine charms and wants to explore the world, and a daughter who has to leave the house for her own sake, even if you don't approve. It's nothing special. Every father has to face these challenges when he has daughters. And it's not your job to ensure that you're satisfied, but that your daughters grow up to be content, stable, happy, and useful members of society. Even if it pains you, Melodie and Alex are on the right path, and the pain is just something your loving wife can fuck away.

A functioning family.

And then the beginning of the day is interrupted by the doorbell. Tammy immediately stumbles out of the kitchen, her mouth marinated in Alex's juices and your cum, but Nicolle is already standing up and waving Tammy aside. It doesn't take long, though, before you have to button your pants and put your coffee aside as Nicolle comes over to you.

"I need you, Master."