Barely.

You don't struggle against the dark, don't fight the trembling of your body and you open yourself to Daddy's precious cum as it floods you. You thrill at the taste, the origin of your life, and spasm under your own orgasm. It's only when Daddy holds your head and pulls you away that you begin to move back.

"Breathe baby girl," he instructs. His voice is calm, pleased, and you can barely hear it over the hammering of your own heart.

It takes you a moment to even try and when you do you immediately ****. Daddy's cum is viscous and clings to your mouth and throat, stifling your efforts to breathe. You feel so weak and the first successful breath only seems to make your head spin more. If not for Daddy holding onto you, you'd certainly collapse here and now.

"Stand up." Daddy gives you little space to rest, pulling tight on your leash to help drag you upright.

You obey and tentatively begin to rise. He hasn't given permission to use your arms and your heels are perilous and your head is spinning. A part of you hopes you won't have to walk anywhere, you don't know if you'll have the co-ordination for it right now, you hope that Daddy will take one look at you and fuck you right there in the hall. Well, you hope for it more than usual anyway.

Your tongue rolls across your lips as you stand as straight as you can. Your legs are still trembling but you manage to arch your spine anyway, putting your breasts on full display as you taste the last of Daddy's cum. He says nothing as he watches you but you can see the lust in his eyes and his dick's refusal to grow flaccid. Those burning eyes roam your body, drinking in your harem girl look before Daddy strides up close to you, towering over your gentle form. The hand on your chain pulls up and tight, unbalancing you and making you teeter towards him while the other lashes out to claw at your flesh. Your exposed stomach, your breasts, your silky thighs, his touch ravages you as he leans and kisses the top of your head before working his way down towards your neck.

"I've waited so long to see you like this," he growls as he passes your ear and you almost swoon before he kisses your neck. "Wanted to use you like this." His roaming hand reaches under your loincloth and thrusts into your wet kitty and you can't help but cry out. You lose your balance completely and your hands come out from behind your back, clinging to Daddy to stay standing. You squeal again as his hand pulls away from your kitty to smack your exposed ass, but even as he punishes you Daddy orders you to not let go, delivering two more smacks to your precious ass before resuming ravaging your kitty.

"When I knocked up your mother I told her it would be with a **** like her. I told her I'd one day fuck the daughter I put in her..." You moan as he finds your clit, your hazy mind imagining mummy being held and used like this as Daddy spelled out your fate at conception. "The idea excited her so much she wanted to play it out," he drags his teeth down your neck and bites. "I think I filmed it...her in a little school outfit...calling me Daddy and begging for a baby...begging for a little sister-daughter...just like the one I put in you."

But it isn't just a sister-daughter he's put in you. Your mouth twitches with the desire to tell him, to let Daddy know he's going to get two beautiful new daughters. You want him to tell you he'll love both your baobeis like he loves you, you want him to tease you with how he'll fuck them together when their bodies are ready. You want to beg to dress up with mummy and play at being your yet-to-be born twins, pretend to be sister begging for their Daddy to love them...

But he hasn't given you permission...