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Chapter 4 by thtiger thtiger

How does Veronica feel about this?

She's jealous as fuck

"Bitch, bitch, bitch!" Veronica muttered to herself as the girl, who according to her father's habits was likely a couple of weeks younger than herself, gagged on Hiram's cock. That should be her. She was far better looking than the blond bit titted bimbo. Her b-cup silhouette was elegant, not overblown. The blonde belonged in a barn hooked up to a milk machine, not servicing one of the most influential men in the country. Better still, she should be working as a waitress in one of Hiram Cabin's Cum Guzzler franchises. Veronica was sure she was smarter than the cow and she knew for a fact that she understood her daddy's business backwards and forward.

Veronica tugged at the cursed collar that surrounded her throat. Not that it did any good. Only her daddy's thumbprint could disengage the locking mechanism. How she hated it and what it represented. She was a cripple, unable to properly service her daddy in the way he deserved to be looked after. For the last two years she had prayed that a cure to her debilitating disease would be found, but none had been. And now she could only watch as some unworthy plebeian took what should have been her rightful place in front of her daddy.

"Miss. Veronica? It's time for your economics lessons," A smooth polite voice from behind her startled Veronica out of her daze. Blushing at being caught peeping like a child Veronica whirled to face Smithers, the family butler. He was a tall portly man a few years older than her beloved daddy with a slightly receding hairline making his large moon like face look even larger than it already was. He was looking at her with the placid expression of a cow chewing its cud.

In Veronica's opinion it was not the sort of look that a man should be giving a nubile young girl just past her eighteenth birthday. Even if he was only a servant there should at least be a little lust in his eyes as he looked at a dish far too rich for his blood. Maybe, to go along with his demeanor and build he prefered cow like girls instead of svelte brunettes with an ass you could bounce a quarter off of?

How does Veronica react?

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