Like Mother Like Daughter (closed)

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Vanessa had been waiting for nearly forty minutes when she finally heard the sound of a car in the gravel driveway. She hadn't been out to the cabin in months, but the spare key had been hidden in the same place it always was, so she had let herself in. After texting him, the blonde had helped herself to two glasses of wine, or was it three? She used the time while she waited for him to come home to decide exactly what she wanted from him and the best way to get it. The wine had contributed to the answers she came up with to both of those questions.

By the time she heard the car pulling up she had already removed most of her clothes, having decided that the direct route might be the best under the circumstances. Besides, Vanessa thought, I need a good fuck.

Setting her third glass down, or was it her fourth, the statuesque blonde stood up and turned to face the door, wearing the black lace underwear he'd bought for her several years ago, high heels and nothing else except a small gold necklace.

As the door opened and he stepped into the cabin, Vanessa greeted him. "Hey, dad. It's about time. I need a favor."

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Vanessa felt her entire body clench at the sound of her father's voice. The familiar mix of sexual desire, fear, and loathing washed over her in that moment leaving the blonde nauseous and instantly wishing she had not come. Why had she come? Was it really to talk about her daughter? Or had that just been excuse because what she really wanted was to have him treat her like shit again? To have him use her the way he had so many times before? Did she hate herself that much? Was she that pathetic?

She nearly laughed when he commented on her breasts. He was clearly trying to put her on her heels by denigrating one of her best features. It shouldn't work. She knew what he was doing. She knew that she had amazing tits. She knew he was just being a dick. And still she felt a pang of doubt. She was getting older. Maybe too old for dear old dad. He did always like them young, Vanessa thought to herself as she turned her back to him, trying to fight back against the revulsion and nausea. The truly hilarious part was that as much as she hated her father, it couldn't compare to the hate she had for herself at what she was about to do.

"I need help with Zoe," she admitted, turning back to face him again. "I don't know what to do with her anymore. She's such a brat and everything I've tried has just seemed to push her further away."

"I want you to...I want her to stay the summer with you," she continued. Fuck, am I actually doing this...to my own daughter? Am I really going to leave her with this monster and her in this cabin of all places? The lesser of two evils, Vanessa reminded herself, refusing to allow her mind to linger too long on that other darkness that hid at the back of her mind.

"Maybe a couple of months away from the city and away from her friends will do her good...and maybe some time away from her will allow me to get my head straight," the blonde said as she slumped down into a chair.

 

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“I’m surprised you want her to come and stay here of all places. I know you must remember your first time here........”

Vanessa remembered, despite the gulf of years between then and now. God, it was so long ago. She had been so young then. Zoe's age - no, a year younger, she reminded herself. It was different for her though. Her father had been grooming her ever since her mother had died. Making sure she wouldn't resist him, at least not too much. Having her sleep in his bed, helping her bathe, helping her dress. She was dependent on him for everything back then, from food to a place to live, so it had been easy for him once she was older to make her dependent on him for one more thing...for pleasure.

When he asked about what she looked like, Vanessa knew she had him. He was clearly considering it and she knew once he saw the beautiful teenager Zoe had become, he would be hooked.

Shrugging his hands from her shoulders, the blonde stood and walked over to where she had left her phone. When she returned she offered it to him, having opened it to several pics of her daughter.

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When her father reached out and pinched her nipple, Vanessa did exactly as she had been trained to do, she stood perfectly still and let him do as he wished, though mentally she chastised herself. Not for letting him get that close, for letting him touch her, but for allowing herself to be caught off guard by him. Her emotions were such a twist of knots and scars in that moment, talking to her dad, being so close to him, in that cabin...it was a wonder she didn't just shrivel up into a ball on the couch.

As darkness and doubt began to shroud her, the blonde listened to her father muse about 'training' her versus Zoe. Vanessa had spent most of her life hating herself, but she honestly couldn't say whether that hate had ever been as intense as it was in that moment.

“What’s in it for me Vanessa? What do I get out of this? For helping you raise your daughter,” Henry asked.

Vanessa looked up at him and laughed. Not a snicker or a giggle, a full on, couldn't control herself laugh at the absurdity of the situation but more so at the ridiculousness of her father's question.

"Really? What's in it for you? " she finally managed to spit back at him, incredulous. "I saw the look on your face the moment I mentioned her name...I saw the way you looked at the pictures. Don't try to fuck with my head. I know you, remember? You'll do it, because if you hadn't already considered it before I showed up today, now you have and now that the idea is in that sick fucking brain of yours, I know you won't be able to let it go." Fighting down her revulsion and fury, Vanessa stood up and reached for her clothes.

 

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Vanessa hissed as her father twisted her arm around behind her back. He was still as strong as she remembered, his hand like a vise on her wrist. She resisted of course, she had always resisted, but it seemed to make no difference. He was bigger and stronger than her, even now.

“I want you to say please Vanessa. I want you to say please help me daddy,” he demanded with a greasy self assurance.

Fuck you! the blonde thought as she continued to try to wrestle her arm free from his grip, memories of countless times before flooding back, some of them having taken place in the very same room they were in at that moment. Memories of his demands, his strong hands, his body looming over hers, pressing against hers...

The trip down memory lane ended abruptly as Vanessa was thrown down onto the nearby table, her father bending her over and pressing her bare chest against the top. That was when the blonde noticed her own arousal begin to spark. She wasn't sure how he did it, but she couldn't deny that her father aroused her in ways that no other man had ever done. She'd sought out lovers who were dominant, lovers who were rough, even dangerous at times, and yet none had ever been able to instill that same feeling in her, none had made her as wet as her daddy did. Perhaps that was why Vanessa had eventually turned the tables and gone the opposite direction, choosing lovers who were submissive, lovers who longed to be dominated by her. In many ways she had become her father.

Pushing that thought aside, Vanessa brushed off her father's derogatory comment about her ass, knowing that he was just trying to break her down. His hand on her ass, his powerful hand rubbing her buttocks was a different story. It had been so long since a man had handled her like this, so long since she had been treated like someone's property.

"What are you going to do, daddy? Are you going to spank my ass if I don't beg you just right?" her words were meant as a taunt, but she worried that there was just enough desire, enough pleading in them for her father to hear.

 

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Vanessa shivered at the touch of her father's hand between her legs, but even more so when you called her princess. She hadn't heard that from him in a long time. Like so many things he said, or did, it brought with it a mixture of competing emotions. There had been times when he had truly made her feel special, made her feel like she really was a princess, loved, special...but it also reminded her of his crueler side. He had never been afraid of letting her know when she had let him down, never been afraid to put his princess in her place.

The blonde was ripped from her nostalgic malaise by the hard smack of her father's hand against her ass cheek, a smack that caused her ass to shake with the force of it. It was hard enough to leave a mark, she would have been sure even if he hadn't mentioned it, it was also just hard enough to make her want more.

As Henry delivered more slaps of his hand against her backside, Vanessa braced herself against the table she was leaning over. Both cheeks were burning red by the time her father explained that if she thanked him, he would let her up. The blonde nearly laughed out loud at that. The last thing she wanted was to stop her spanking short. But of course, Henry knew that.

“Or do you need more from daddy? I can pull your panties down and give you what you really miss.....if you ask nicely Vanessa,” the old man teased before moving directly behind her and pressing the bulge in his pants against her. “Is that why you’re really here? You missed your daddy’s dick? Or do you really want Zoe to feel everything you did?”

Little of column A, little of column B, Vanessa thought to herself as he felt her father's partially aroused cock rubbing between her ass cheeks, rubbing against her wet, willing pussy.

"I honestly didn't think you'd still be able to get it up, old man..." the blonde taunted right back, hoping he would feel obligated to prove her wrong. "I'm not a teenager anymore. Do you really think you can satisfy a woman?"

 

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God, was he always this fucking infuriating, the blonde asked herself as she listened to her father, his perverted enjoyment clear in every word he spoke. The answer of course, was yes. He always had been, and he always would be.

With a sigh, Vanessa answered him, "She needs discipline. She needs to learn respect. And most of all, she needs a dose of fucking reality. Silly me, I thought you might be able to give her a some of all three. How you do it is up to you. I don't need or want to know what you have planned."

"Now either fuck me, or let me go, because I need to pick her up in less than two hours," she added, honestly unsure which he would choose to do, or which she wanted him to do.

 

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“Do you really think I still want you?”

The words hit Vanessa like a sharp smack across the face, and she felt her knees buckle slightly as if staggered by a blow. Her eyes closed for a moment and it was only the utter sense of self loathing that kept her from crying. Instead, with a sigh the blonde stood and brushed past her father to gather her clothes.

He was still talking to her, but she didn't really process what he was saying. She heard him, but not the him that was standing in the cabin with her at that moment. No, the voice was his, but it was his voice from decades earlier, reminding her that she was nothing. And as Vanessa pulled her shirt and skirt on, she felt like that same worthless little girl again. That was her father's real power. He could physically dominate you, pleasure you sexually, but his real power was the ability to strip all of your self worth and self respect away with just his words. No matter how successful and accomplished she had become, Vanessa would always just be that little girl. His little girl.

Grabbing her things without another glance toward her father, the blonde strode out the door of the cabin and to her car. It was there in the car, the engine still cold, that the tears came, if only for a few moments.

Five minutes later she marched back up to the front door and knocked. When her father opened the door she looked up into his face, her eyes red and watery as she spoke, "Please, daddy. I need you to help me. I will do whatever you want. Just please, please help me with her."

 

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The slap had almost no effect on Vanessa at that point. If anything she was surprised her father had waited so long to offer her some sense of affection before tearing it away and replacing it with violence. Punishment. He had always seemed to enjoy the punishment just that much more than the rest, whether it was a spanking, or a slap, or one of his favorites, public humiliation. The blonde had learned to accept it, but more than that, she'd learned to crave it. She'd practically begged lovers to be rough with her, not the playful hair pulling and ass slapping they were quick to partake in, but true roughness. Most just didn't have the stomach for it, not like Daddy.

Feeling her father's hands on her shoulders, Vanessa lowered herself down onto her knees in response. She was kneeling on the porch, her father in the doorway. Granted the cabin was in a remote location, but it wouldn't have mattered. She had learned her lessons well. Give Daddy what he wants. Whenever. Wherever. If that meant Daddy wanted to take you into a public bathroom and make you suck his dick in a stall where other patrons could see you on your knees, that's what you did. Or maybe Daddy wanted her to ride his cock in the middle of a movie theater.

If Daddy wanted a blowjob on the porch of his cabin, his little girl was going to comply. Vanessa wasted no time unbuckling and unzipping her father, stripping his pants down to just above his knees before taking hold of his semi-hard cock and guiding it to her mouth. Within a few seconds, the blonde's lips were around the base of her father's thick cock, the head buried half way down her throat.