Time to explain the value of money

"It is a fucking good idea!" I yell "She wants a grand? I'll make her earn it." I grab my step-daughter and start dragging her to my bedroom. She is screaming and fighting but she is no Jenna, even resisting with all of her strength, my step-daughter has no chance to defeat me.

I throw her on the bed and start ripping off her clothes, first T-shirt then pants. She is kicking and screaming the whole time. I don't even know why since she knows that it is futile.

"Dad! Stop! Please!" She suddenly starts using the magic word! How sweet!

"What the fuck are you doing?" I hear my wife's shocked voice behind my back.

"I am teaching my daughter the value of money!" I slap Heather's face hard "Shut your fucking mouth down, slut!" It is enough to temporarily stop her stupid begging and let me continue talking in silence "Don't you two remember the voice? I can **** anyone and it is time to use my right!" The silence is the proof that my wife remembers it. The mere fact that she doesn't land a heavy object on my head proves that this divine gift works even within my family.

"So Heather, you want money? I'll give you fifty for your sweet cunt." I say as I rip her panties away.

"Dad, please, I don't want any anymore..." My step-daughter sobs.

"What? Unshaven and untrimmed?" I say while groping her groin area with my hand "No, I am afraid that now it is only twenty. Keep your cunt in a proper marketable condition!"

"Robert, please! It is insanity. She is your daughter." My wife begs me

It may be my last chance to stop... I am already hard beyond belief but using some willpower, I can let my step-daughter go. All of this may be a good enough lesson for my family and there is no need to do the actual fucking.