Manage some self-control

You can't give in. The blackmailer always knows. Plus, she's your daughter. This has gone far enough. You turn off the water and end the lengthy shower. Ashley, feeling the water stop opens her eyes and looks up at you. Her hand holds your cock and her mouth closes for a second. "But you're not all clean yet, Daddy?"

You're hot under the collar due to the situation and the sexual frustration. You snap at her. "That's enough, Ashley. I told you we need to both focus on self-control but you aren't listening. This is completely unacceptable for both of us. Now get dried off and head to bed."

Ashley's lower lip quivers and she releases your cock. She stands and turns. Grabbing a towel she storms out of the bathroom.

"Great," you think, "I took all of my anger out on Ashley for a situation I created." You feel bad, but decide it's probably better this way. If she's hurt and angry it might make it easier to get through the last few days. After drying yourself off you head into the bedroom and find Ashley already in bed. She's face down in the pillow and sobbing.

You climb into bed next to her and touch her shoulder. "Look at me, babygirl."

She slowly turns to you. Her eyes are red and her face wet. "I'm sorry, Daddy. I know you're trying to h-help me through this week. I k-keep messing up because I'm so aroused. Constantly." She continues to sob and you pull her close so she can cry onto your chest.

"It's okay, Ashley," you say stroking her hair.

"It isn't okay!" She frustratedly sobs. "H-he's turning me into a p-perverted slut who..." she keeps crying into your chest not finishing her sentence.

"Who what?" you ask hoping getting it out will help her feel better.

"I can't s-say it..."

You squeeze her tighter. She lifts her leg and rests it on yours. She presses her body against you and you can feel the heat between her thighs. "Let it out, Ashley. We need to be honest with one another."

She sniffs and whispers, "a slut who wants to hump everything in sight and...and... f-f-fuck her....her....father. Oh my god! I'm sorry!" She buries her face against you and starts sobbing harder. "I n-never thought of you like...like that before all of this."

You're stunned into silence. It isn't like it wasn't obvious it was heading in that direction but you never expected such honesty. And it was true. You wanted what she wanted. But you couldn't help but think she only wanted it because she'd been **** to be so ****.

She squeezes you. "Daddy, please say something..."