Joy settles into life as her Daddy's maid

Joy loved her Daddy, and loved serving him however he needed of her. His apartment was a mess, but she did her best to clean it up. It wasn't exactly easy since he kept leaving garbage around, but cleaning up was her job, not his! She was glad to be helpful...

Cleaning wasn't her only job, though, of course. She typically spent a good while after showing up at his place after work sucking on his cock or being fucked by him, and then he tended to interrupt her every now and then to fuck her again.

Case in point, as she was scrubbing at the counter of his kitchen, he bent her over it and thrust into her ass, causing her to moan out.

"Fuck, Daddy, I'll never get enough of your cock in my ass..." Joy moaned out.

"I know, baby girl. It's what your ass was made for, right? Taking my cock?" he replied.

"Yes..." Joy moaned, "My body exists for your pleasure, and my mind exists to serve you in other ways..."

"Such an intelligent woman, knowing your place..." Daddy hummed, as he roughly thrust into Joy's ass, her own cock throbbing from the pleasure, "So much smarter than that mother of yours..."

"Fuck her," Joy spat out, "She's a bitch, not worth either of our time. She's been trying to call me so much since we sent that video but I'm not going to bother with her..."

Daddy grinned, though Joy didn't see him do so, loving how strongly the brainwashing had taken hold, "Just block her number. Cut her out of your life. You're daddy's girl now, you don't need her...

Joy reached for her phone, which she'd left on the counter, and did just as he'd suggested, blocking her mother's number, "That will be a relief..."

"Good girl," Daddy praised her, before he slammed his hips forwards and filled her ass with cum, making her moan loudly as she came seconds later, her cum covering the front of the cupboard under her.

When he pulled out of her, Joy dropped to her knees, and licked her cum up off of the cupboard. That was what Daddy had taught her to do when she made a mess with her cum, lick it up.

Then the doorbell rang, and Daddy hummed, "Go answer it, baby girl."

Joy stood, then paused, "Should I put on so-"

"No, no, go answer it naked. I'm sure it'll be fine," he said, with a grin.

"You're the boss, Daddy!" she smiled, and went off to answer the doorbell. If he said it was fine, then, of course, that meant it was fine!