No, someone else does.

"Is she ready, Smithers?" a very familiar voice asked from door to the cleaning chamber. Veronica's head whipped around and her eyes widened at the sight of her magnificently handsome daddy standing in the doorway, framed by the morning light. Veronica flushed all the way to her b-cup tits at being exposed to her daddy in such a setting and position. She must look like a common stable girl instead of his precious untouched daughter.

Under her shame, however, Veronica felt exaltation. Now Smithers would get his for stepping over the line. He'd be dismissed without references. But, then her mind replayed her daddy's words in her mind and her forehead crinkled as a thought entered her head that she had never considered. Had her daddy known all along what Smithers was doing to her?"

While Veronica was wrestling with this possible revelation her daddy crossed the room and was stood right in front of her. Her eyes were level with his due to her suspended position and he looked at her with a mixture of guilt, and what Veronica hoped was raw lust. His un-calloused hand lifted up and cupped one of her breasts, his thumb flicking her nipple. It stiffened under his touch and she let out a gust of breath from her nose as she arched her chest toward him.

"She's responsive," Veronica's daddy said in a pleased voice. "I didn't ruin her with my foolishness!"

"She is indeed, sir. And indeed you did not. If I may offer my opinion. She is a natural cock-receptacle, sir. Unskilled, unprepared, but there is no denying she has the inclination."

"Her mother was like that. The free-use laws had just been brought in and she was rabidly opposed to them. But by the time our honeymoon was over she was an ardent believer and was willing to service me or any of the male servants who requested the use of her mouth."

"I do remember, sir, fondly. She was a wonderful receptacle. If I may say, sir, like mother, like daughter." Smithers suggested in a rather smug tone. "I have very fond memories of the mistress gagging on my cock and listening to Miss. Veronica do the same brought back many pleasant recollections. Just like her daughter your wife always claimed there was no possible way she could accomodate me, but she always managed, eventually."

"I remember, Smithers. She always protested, and denied how eager she was, but her body always revealed the truth." His hand slid down Veronica's belly and cupped her bare pubic mound while his forefinger curled up and between the lips of her sex, causing her to let out a deep moan and thrust her hips toward her daddy. "Veronica indeed takes after her."

Veronica was in heaven. Her daddy was touching her. He approved of her. But, underneath there was a core belief that it had been very wrong of him to hand her over to Smithers. She was too precious to waste on mere commoners. Only the men in the upper echelon of society should have the privilege of making use of her body. She was like a fine wine. Only someone with a refined palate could appreciate her properly."

"Do you remember the old days when we would string my wife up like this, Smithers" Hiram said as he unbuckled his belt and fished out his long slender cock. It might have lacked the bulk of Smithers' manhood, but it was a fine weapon in its own right, with an artistic curve to it. Drool pooled in Veronica's mouth at the sight of it and her cunt grew even wetter around her daddy's probing finger. In fact she was so focused on what was in front of her that she didn't even notice that Smithers had duplicated her father's actions and had freed his own massive and ugly cock from his trousers.

"I'm so very sorry that I filled your head with unrealistic expectations, Veronica," her daddy said as he shifted so he was standing between her legs with his hands on her hips and his cock posed at the entrance to her virgin cunt. "I promise I will do everything I can to correct that mistake and help you grow into a fine young woman who knows her duty."

Veronica might have issues with some of the things her daddy was saying, but she had none at all with the thought of at last being fucked by him as she did her best to indicate with her eyes and by arching her hips as best she could toward him. She was sure that once he had sampled her charms he would be able to dismiss all those cow-titted interns and she would become his personal, and exclusive cock-socket.

Veronica's happy expression shifted when she felt the bulk of Smithers body press up against her back as his cock nestled into the crack of her ass. She protested strongly, but he ball gag in her mouth reduced her screams of outraged to muffled grunting. This was not how she wanted to experience her daddy. She wanted the chance to show him that no other girl could possibly match her natural ability and inherent nobility. Not to be the filling between him and Smithers.

Both men showed that they could care less what Veronica felt as they both angled their cocks to line up with the holes between her legs.

"You are in luck, Veronica. Very few girls are fortunate enough to be opened up by a cocksman of Smithers abilities. You must be sure to thank him properly later." Hiram Cabin said with a fond expression as he firmed his grips on Veronica's hips and ripped away her virginity with a hard thrust that buried half his cock into her body. At the same time Smithers pushed forward and her ass flowered open in front of his well greased cock as he popped the head of his dick through her anal ring.

Veronica threw back her head and howled into her gag as pain flooded her groin and she was sure she was about to be torn in half.