daddys little girl (open for one dominant male)

[Hannah18]

Want to try this again
Looking for one dominant male, someone who is strict and controlling, I’m not looking for something that will immediately jump into sex, I want a build up.
Detaliled replays.. no one liners.

Name: Hannah
Nickname: Annie
Age: Eighteen
Height:5”2
Looks: long dark brown/almost black hair that falls in soft curls down my back, large brown eyes 32b Slim and petite, lightly tanned skin.

Hannah was spoilt and she knew it, she was daddies little princess, but that didn’t mean that she could get away with anything, in fact she couldn’t get away with half of the things other girls her age did. See ever since her mother had left when Hannah was five her father had brought her up the only way he knew how by tightening the rains and not allowing Hannah to do anything, sure materially she was spoilt but she had perfect grades she was good… well at least as far as her father knew. She deserved it.

Hannah paces up and down the living room, trying to work up the nerve to go ask her father to sign her slip saying that she was failing gym.. see she had been skipping all of those classes to make out with Thomas Smith in the car park, of course she couldn’t tell her daddy that, he would freak, especially if he knew she had given her virginity to Thomas last week.. not that she wanted anyone to know as he had dumped her a couple of days later.

She knew the best way to do it was get him to sign when he was distracted, which was on a morning. Taking a deep breath she walks into the kitchen to see daddy rushing around, talking on the phone as usual, flashing him a sweet smile. “Daddy will you sign this for school?” she asks sweetly, silently hoping he wouldn’t look as she holds out the slip and pen.

 

[saedo]

Travis waved at Hannah as she entered the kitchen. As usual, he was already on the phone. While opening up a fourth location had definitely been good for the business, the new site had yet to work out all the kinks. Consequently, his mornings had been more chaotic than usual the past month.

Hannah handed him an official form and said something about signing it for school. He nodded absentmindedly. Hannah was always doing something up at the school - fundraising bake sales, blood drives, school trips, academic competitions, choir practice. Seems like all of it required a permission slip from him.

A small voice at the back of his mind tossed out his usual curse for Karen, his ex-wife. As much as he loved his daughter, he'd never have signed on for fatherhood if he'd known that he'd wind up a single parent. Karen had lasted just long enough for Hannah to hit kindergarten before taking off. He shouldn't have to be doing this alone. Certainly not with a daughter. But Karen had stuck him with it, so what other choice did he have?

Fortunately, the end was in sight. Hannah would finish high school this year and would head off to college. Somehow he'd managed to navigate her through childhood without seriously screwing her up. A handful of months and she'd be enough of an adult to live her life without him being responsible.

He scribbled his name on the form after a cursory glance. He was already passing it back to her and turning his full attention back to his store manager when a little warning bell sounded I his head. Something wasn't quite right about that form.

Fingers still on it, he slid it back for a second glance. The usual language about giving permission for the school to transport her off campus wasn't there. Instead, he saw this was a parental notification that halfway through the current quarter, his straight-A daughter was failing gym class.

An unpleasant warmth formed in his guts. "Brad, I'll have to call you back," he snapped before hanging up. He turned to his daughter, whose features clearly revealed she'd been caught doing something. "Hannah, what the hell is this? You're failing gym?"

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah smiles at the nod and the fact that he didn't even bother to read what was on the paper, she knew that he was always really busy in the morning and that is why she always used it to her advantage and had for years. It was how she had got her belly button pierced when she was fourteen or the fake sick note the one time she ditched with her friends. It did help that she was involved with a lot of activities he had become used to it.

Her smile brightens even further as he signs it. She reaches across the table to grab it when he pauses and pulls it back to him. Oh god. She silently cursed why would he pick today to read it. The smile fades from her face as he tells 'Brad' that he has too go. That really wasn't good if he was actually ending his phone call to deal with her.

She watches her Daddy, shifting nervously from foot to foot as he turns his attention on her and confirms her fears, he'd read it and knew she was failing, she quickly racks her brains looking for some sort of excuse.

"Its no big deal.. I'm just not good at gym" she mumbles out as her eyes drop to the ground. Okay so it wasn't the best answer, but it was hopefully believable. "Look can you just give me the slip, I'm going to be late for school" she says with a roll of her eyes, which was another lie, there was still time, she just didn't want to discuss this with him.

 

[saedo]

Travis' eyebrows crouched low over his eyes. "How the hell can you be not good at gym? Jumping jacks, sit-ups, run a few laps - what's so hard about that?!" He cast an appraising glance over his daughter's figure. While limited coordination with anything involving a ball had sidelined her from most sports, Hannah was neither scrawny nor flabby. Certainly given free rein with her fashion choices, she seemed eager to show off how toned her body was - which was precisely why he put firm limits on her attire autonomy. He could scarcely believe th she couldn't manage a passing grade in gym.

Still, he couldn't make her school situation worse by making her tardy. "Fine, get to school," he grumbled. "But don't for an instant think I'm through with this. We're going to have a long talk about this later."

He shook his head as she left. She reminded him of her mother at times like this - and not in a good way. The last thing he needed was for Hannah to lose focus right before she left the nest.

Travis made a series of phone calls over the course of the day. Once he established he was indeed Mr. Baxter, father of Hannah, the school proved most helpful. Unfortunately, none of what he learned improved his mood. As expected, gym was much the same from his own childhood. Grade-wise, as long as you showed up, didn't act out, and gave the impression that you were trying, you were guaranteed to pass. Apparently Hannah's problem was in showing up.

That revelation meant that his daughter had lied to him earlier. She knew damn well why should was failing and it wasn't because of limited athleticism. Travis drove home that evening in a foul mood; his daughter had some serious explaining to do.

 

[Hannah18]

"Yes daddy" she mumbles, internally though she curses herself, she shouldn't have risked it, she should of just faked his signiture like she had laast time, but her teacher had looked so suspicious, it wasn't her fault that his was hard to do! Those words made her not want to come back, she hated any discusssion with her daddy that was negative and most of them were it seemed to be the only time he wasn't busy. Hannah reaches over picking up the form and slipping it into her bag. Just in time as she hears a beep from outside, slinging her bag over her shoulder she runs outside, shutting the door behind her, she gets into her friends car and they drive to school.

All through the day she is worrying, she knew when she first started skipping that it was a bad idea, she had told Tom that many many times but somehow he had always managed to convince her, besides she hated gym and she took part in enough activities that she shouldn't have to go. Hannah was on the cheerleading team and the swim team. Wasn't that enough? She knew however that it wouldn't be for her father, he was a strict man and skipping any classes wouldn't go down well with him, even one as unimportant as gym.

Finally the bell rings signalling the end of the day, luckily she had no practice today. So she heads straight home.

Pushing open the door to the house, she closes and locks it behind her, she knew he wouldn't be back for a while so she heads straight upstairs, and into her bedroom, hoping to keep out of his way as she opens up her laptop and spends her time on facebook chatting with her friends. Hoping he won't coming looking for her in her room. She didn't want this talk.

 

[saedo]

Travis arrived home slightly earlier than usual. He ordinarily didn't rush home so quickly, but the day's events had put him in a decidedly foul mood. Hannah would have to answer for her misdeeds.

He found no sign of his daughter downstairs, so he bellowed out her name. He repeated his yell when no response followed. This time he heard her barely audible voice from upstairs.

He stalked up to her bedroom and opened the door without prelude. He found her reclining on her bed with her laptop open. Without a word, he picked up the computer and closed it shut before setting it on her desk. No distractions.

"Hannah, what the hell is going on?! " he bellowed, his gaze furiously locked on her big brown eyes. "And don't give me that line about how you're no good at it. I've checked with the school. I talked to Coach Jenkins. You've been cutting class! You show up to the rest of them - why the hell are you skipping Gym?!

"And what the hell are you doing in the meantime? Is it drugs? Are you skipping out to get high?"

 

[night&day]

Well

He asked her when he pushed the door to here room open. "Did you think you could lie to me and get away with it?"

 

[night&day]

"Why are you skipping gym?" he asked. Receiving no answer he grew angry, and knew he had to show her he knew what was best for his daughter. At the same time he was looking at her and thinking about her undressing for her gym class and wondered if the other girls noticed her tight body.

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah spends the next half an hour or so talking to friends about the days events at school. Also watching video's. She hears the door open and she knows that it is her dad, she glances up at the clock, noticing that he is earlier than usual. Great just what she needed. Him to come home and have a go at her. He calls out her name. Hannah pauses not wanting to reply in fear that he would come out but when he shouts again, she sigh "up here" she calls back out quietly.

Sure enough his heavy footsteps sound on the stairs, she sighs softly bracing herself for this. He storms into her room and takes her laptop "hey" she complains as he closes it.

Hannah pouts slightly. But as he begins to speak the resistance quickly flys out of her. "You talked to my teacher?" She asks, as she bites on her lip. He knew she was skipping that wasn't good at all.

"No" is her immediate yelled reaction as he accuses her of taking drugs, she had never done that in her entire life.

"I just I..." She trails off. She had nothing to say. "I was just with friends that's all." It was kind of true after all. "You can go now" she says as she reaches over to her desk to grab her laptop.

 

[saedo]

Travis' eyes narrowed ominously. "Excuse me? Did you just tell me that I 'can go now'? Just who the hell do you think I am, missy?"

His hand lashed out and snatched the laptop away from her grasp. "No," he stated firmly. "We are not done with this - not by a long shot."

Travis sat down beside her on the bed and placed his left hand on his daughter's shoulder to keep her sitting. He held his right hand up and wagged a stern finger in her face. "Now tell me the rest of it. You've never ditched class before and then this semester you're doing it all the time. Why? What's changed so recently?"

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah gulps softly as he speaks, she didn't normally talk to him in such a way and she knew that it was out of line and he wouldn't put up with it. So she puts up no resistance as he takes the laptop awy from her again.

She. Feels his heavy hand on her shoulder, she sighs and allows her shoulders to sag in defeat. He had won, she might as well tell him, he would figure it out by himself anyway.

"Fine.." She begins her voice is soft and quite, as she stares nervously at her bed. "I've been skipping because Iwantedtospendtimewithmyboyfriend" she says all together, wanting to say it quick, because deep down hannah knew it wasn't acceptable and that she shouldn't be doing it.

"And I hate gym daddy... You know that" she whines as she tries to shuffle away from him slightly "let's just forget about it yeah?" She asks hopefully.