The Tavern Owner's Daughter: Part 1

In the Kingdom's capital, there was a small tavern, frequented by the hardy, working class folk. It was well known for good beer, and decent food among those that frequented the place. The owner of the establishment was a big burly man, one that no-one dared mess with.

But aside from the good beer and decent food, there was another reason the regulars of the tavern stopped in every day after working their shift, and that reason was the Owner's daughter, Olivia.

Olivia was by far the main attraction at the tavern, although nobody dared say it outright, claiming instead that they'd come for the food or beer. But whenever the Tavern Owner was looking the other way, their eyes would always find Olivia like metal drawn to a magnet.

She was a rebellious young lass, favoring tight clothing that her father hated, and with a strong personality inherited from her pa and ma that made her more stubborn than even her old man. She clashed with her father often, their yelling often passing for entertainment in the Tavern in the evenings.

But despite her father's wishes, Olivia continued to wear her tight clothing, much to the secret delight of the regulars that came for the view more than anything.

Olivia knew, of course. She could feel their eyes on her wherever she walked. And though she knew, and found it rather disgusting, she endured it because she knew that without her the tavern wouldn't survive a month. If her walking around dressed in tight clothing could generate business, then that's what she'd do.

Her father could never make such a decision for the sake of the business, and if he realized it in his big thick head of his, he'd probably tear the tavern down himself and set the place on fire.

So Olivia continued her work, partially as a server, and partially as eye-candy for the eager eyes of the patrons in the tavern.

In the evenings after the Tavern closed, she could finally rest, knowing that her sacrifice and hard work had kept her and her father in business for a while longer.

She often spent her evenings reading one of the many books her father had bought her. Even though they butted heads a lot, he still doted on her in his own way. She knew how protective of her he was, but he was still a big, dumb, annoying idiot sometimes.

However, one day they woke up, unaware that their lives were suddenly about to change... When the tavern opened that morning, Olivia found a royal decree fastened to the front door...

The contents shocked her! Breeding Rituals? All women of child-bearing age? Did that mean her too?! This meant that any man now had the right to fuck her?! What?!

Olivia was pissed. This was outrageous! What gave them the right to do this! SHIT! There was no way she could let her father find out about this... he would be furious! He'd probably try to storm the castle himself to throw the King over the wall if her saw this stupid decree!

The good news was that her father didn't really go out much. He didn't like people, so she handled most of the dealings outside of the tavern. She could figure out some way to deal with this problem later tonight. For now she had to get ready for the day.

The day started off busy as usual, but Olivia quickly noticed that something had changed.

The way the male patrons of the tavern were looking at her today was different, almost predatory, a dark undercurrent of lust and desire could be practically felt as she did her duties...

Several men brushed past her, much closer than they usually would dare, and Olivia noticed that their crotches were visibly bulging in every case... disgusting!

Her father, normally a good enough deterrent to keep the men a good distance away from her, was more irritated than usual today. Whether he realized it or not, his protective instincts when it came to his daughter were putting him on edge. Something was wrong, he just didn't know what... As a result, his scowl was a bit harsher today...

The atmosphere was thick with tension, hungry eyes following Olivia around the tavern, lingering on her curves, her petite body so delightful to behold, surely a perfect vessel for the King's breeding ritual... The only question was, who was brave enough to try anything with the Tavern Owner's daughter...

Eventually, one man couldn't take it anymore. When Olivia passed by his table to deliver some drinks, his hand reached out, and grabbed her ass!

He felt as if he had entered heaven. A supreme sensation filled his hand, a soft, springy cushion against his palm, his fingers curling around the delicate, perfect contours that were bouncy, yet firm, warm, and amazing all at the same time!

SMASH!!!

In the very next instant, the man had his face crushed by the Tavern Owner's massive fist!

Chaos ensued, as the man had not been alone. His buddies all jumped to their feet, and soon the Tavern Owner and the men were in a full on brawl!

Olivia stared in shock. She had seen her da angry before, but seeing him violently wipe the floor with several strong men made her realize that her da was actually pretty impressive!

Before long, the Owner had knocked out the offenders and tossed them into the street! He then angrily chased out the remaining patrons, closing the tavern for the day.

Immediately after, he checked on his daughter, his face filled with concern, barely hiding his rage underneath.

Olivia was fine, complaining that closing the bar was stupid. How were they to fix the damage done by the fight with no income? She pestered her da, until she suddenly stopped, noticing the blood on his shirt...

He had gotten injured in the fight. He insisted he was fine, but without another word she took him and dragged him to the back to get him patched up. She ordered him to sit with a voice that was very much like her mother, one that booked no refusal. He complied with a wry smile, watching her as she prepared the first aid items and sat before him. She had grown up so well...

The patch-up took a while, and his daughter had to climb on top of him to properly bandage him. The Owner tried to manage where his eyes wandered, but she looked so much like her mother... His mind wandered while Olivia worked, and suddenly, his body had a certain 'reaction' down below!

The Owner stiffened, not wanting his dearest daughter to notice! That would be mortifying! Fortunately, she seemed very focused on her task of bandaging him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Little did he know, Olivia definitely noticed! How could she not? there was a massive bulge under her butt! She had accidentally sat on it a few times, making it very hard to focus on her bandaging! Stupid old man! What the hell was he thinking about that got him hard while she was fixing him up?!

She said nothing however, sparing his dignity. She ordered him to rest, brought him some food, then returned to her own quarters for the evening.

But when she pulled her pants down, her face flushed pink as she looked down at the wet mess in her pants. She had been more affected by her da than she had wanted to admit!

She couldn't restrain herself any longer... Shortly she was on the bed, her cute little butt in the air as her slender fingers slipped between the folds of her pussy, finding her little button and stroking again and again as her sweet nectar dripped down her thighs.

Soon, quiet little moans, barely above a whisper, and wet sounds of Olivia's fingers diving into her pussy were the only sounds in the room. Her fingers searched for the antidote to the heat she felt down below, the pleasure making her body quiver and shake. Soon she forgot all else, her movements growing more ****...

As she finally reached the climax, writhing sensually on the bed, she couldn't help but let out a soft cry with her delicate lips, "Ahhh! Daddy...!!! Mmmm!!"

She spasmed and shook, unaware that her room's doorway had quietly cracked open on it's own, and though it, her father, coming to check on her, had looked in at that exact moment, hearing her sweet voice colored with vibrant passion calling out to him as she reached nirvana, her sweet pussy nectar squirting onto the bed as she came...

He froze, eyes wide, unable to look away from the erotic, tantalizing, taboo sight before him. His cock went rock hard instantly, straining his pants, his breath nearly stopped, his heart pounding as he struggled to process what he just heard.

After a moment, he turned and walked away, exercising every ounce of his self control to not burst into his daughter's room that instant. He needed to cool his head...