Breeding

  Breeding for Daddy

  By Nicole Snow

  Content copyright © Nicole Snow. All rights reserved.

  Published in the United States of America.

  First published in December, 2012.

  Disclaimer: The following ebook is a work of fiction. Any resemblance characters in this story may have to real people is only coincidental.

  All individuals depicted in this work are adults over the age of eighteen years old. None of the characters in this story are blood related.

  Description

  Eighteen year old Kelsey is lost after graduating High School. She turns to her step-father for guidance, but Daddy's plans for her are a total shock. So is his desire for more than just a fling.

  He won't stop until Kelsey is bound and bred to him for good. He knows that pleasure and hard muscles are perfect bait for his little virgin. It won't take long until her innocence is broken, replaced with a lust for sucking, rutting, and breeding as his new wife.

  Warning: This story has scorching scenes of taboo breeding sex, forbidden love, and explicit language.

  Word count: 7,500+ words.

  I: I Couldn't Say No...

  Daddy called me downstairs on the first day of summer. We had just celebrated my High School graduation a couple weeks ago, right before the devastating news came: none of the universities I applied for accepted me.

  “Sit down,” he said.

  His massive hands were stretched out on the kitchen table, next to a small stack of papers. He always carried his work with him through the house, a habit he had taken up ever since my mother died.

  Daddy is a big man – much too big to share a distant ancestor with me. When he looks at you with his eyes smoking and his taut arms bulging, “no” isn't an option. The dull tremor in his voice leaves no doubt about what's waiting if you resist.

  He's always cared for me like his own flesh and blood, though he's actually my step-dad. I never knew my real father, nor do I want to. There's only one Daddy, one man I can listen to unquestioningly.

  I sat down across from him immediately. A sugary tickle darted up my thin waist, curling its way up my spine. Obeying Daddy was instinct, but it wasn't about staying out of trouble.

  I did anything he said because I wanted to. Pleasing him pleases me, even when he's asking me to suck it up and take life by the throat.

  “You're not going to lounge around this summer, Kelsey. I know that jobs are scarce and I don't expect you to get one. The biggest threat you're facing right now is your future, without a sense of who you are or what you're doing in this world,” he said, raising a powerful finger up to my face.

  “Of course, Daddy.” My lips trembled. Daddy had always been a traditional man, and he impressed his strict rules on the household, more so since mom passed five years ago.

  “What do you want me to do?” I batted my eyes, leaving nothing to chance. I wouldn't allow him to mistake my frustration for sarcasm. He deserved better than that.

  “That's why I called you down here. You're probably scared and wondering what's in store for you. I remember when I was your age, Kelsey.” A far off look glazed over his eyes. “I'd never even known a woman's touch when I was eighteen. I was too busy working my ass off laying mortar all day. Before I owned my construction company, I worked in lots of others, learning as much as I could about the business and –“

  I missed the rest of his story. Daddy has a way of hypnotizing me with the comforting hum of his voice, but it's easy to lose track of his words. One little phrase could send my mind screeching off in other directions too.

  I thought about him as a late teenager: young, handsome, with the same stony muscles he has now. My heart twitched with pain when I thought about his youthful flesh going to waste. He'd spent far too much time under-served by women, especially the last few years. There hadn't been so much as a date for him after mom.

  “Kelsey. Are you listening to me?” His eyes plunged into my flesh like spikes, dangerously attractive and demanding.

  “Yeah. Your words are comforting. I'm sorry I didn't do better...there were just so many distractions in class. And you know that I wasn't the best student freshmen and sophomore years. I was a fuck up, Daddy, and I'll never get into college now...”

  “Watch you language,” he warned. But Daddy's eyes softened, hurt by my pain.

  I hadn't listened to the details he gave me. My mind has a way of wandering, even when it's fixed on the human-shaped wonder packed into a six foot frame who I call Daddy. My little wrists were shaking, helpless beneath the crushing oppression I had felt since the last rejection letter arrived.

  “What am I going to do?” I moaned.

  Daddy reached out and caught my wrists. He smiled, bathing me in fleshy sunbeams that cut through my inner storm.

  “You weren't listening to me very long, were you? It's okay, I don't blame you, Kelsey. An eighteen year old girl's mind is like clay, and it loses its shape without lots of guidance from an architect. Let me make this briefer and repeat it for you again,” he said, adding a delicious pressure to my thin hands pressed between his.

  “I want you to be happy, productive, and active. Things have really gone to hell since my grandparents' time...I don't need to tell you. Young girls like you didn't need college or soul killing office jobs in the past.” His grin broadened, making me sniff away the last of my tears.

  “I wish I could go back to that time!” The words burst out, but I knew they were like wishing for a unicorn. “I don't want anymore stupid school. Daddy, you've known me since I was seven years old. You know that all I want is to find a good man and settle down.”

  “Of course. You're sweet and pure, Kelsey, maybe too wonderful for your own good. That's what created the drama with you and those nasty friends of yours.” He paused, regretting his words. “Sorry...ex-friends, I should say.”

  “Ughh! Tell me about it. I never want to see anyone but Mandy anymore. The rest of them wouldn't have anything to do with me after I wouldn't go back to Tommy's house that prom night...”

  The words stuck in my throat, lost in time. I couldn't believe that the big dance was already two months past.

  My little social circle made a last ditch effort to force me into their lifestyle. They practically kidnapped me on the way back from prom, welcoming me with weed and weird pills waiting in Shelly's car.

  Tommy was a nice boy while I danced with him, and not too bad looking, but the wicked gleam in his eye as soon as I got in the car made me think about taking things further. He only wanted one thing...and I wasn't ready to give that to him.

  I promised myself at sixteen that I wouldn't settle for anyone less than Daddy. It was a tough promise to keep. Each day, I was confronted with the realization of how rare Daddy really stood among men.

  “All that's behind you now. Kelsey, if you're willing to indulge me, I can bring back those old times...as much as this household will allow.”

  My mouth dropped open a little, stuffy from the meltdown I'd had, but shocked too. I'd never seen daddy's eyes so energized with sunlight.

  “I want to make this house whole again. You were little, but surely you remember what it was like when your mother was still around? The laughs, the constant company, and the purpose...you were just a child lighting up our world. But your mom and I loved being parents.

  We were living in heaven as I played father and bread winning man, while your mother was a loving wife and caregiver. Everyone had their place.”

  His grip tightened on my hands. My eyes were full again, begging him to let everything out.

  “We can have that all again, but only if we choose to. When you get down to it, there's nothing more important in this world than family. Now more than ever. Family gives us everything, my sweet girl. ..everything.” He released my hands, reaching up with one of his calloused palms to hide the wetness pooling in his eyes.

  “I'd love to do whatever it takes...but Daddy, you're scaring me.” I had only seen him cry once, at mom's funeral so many years ago. “What are you asking?”

  “I want you to become more than just my step-daughter, Kelsey.” His fingers formed into a fist and pounded on the table, hard enough to rattle the documents next him.

  My heart thundered. Was this a dream or a nightmare?

  Until that moment, all of the sick fantasies I'd had about Daddy were tucked away in a neat, private place I never expected another living soul to find. Now, he was spilling out his darkness...everything crazy, twisted, and ill...but so damned exciting.

  “Ohh...” My mouth stayed open in a small circle.

  No words were suitable to express the mad emotions ripping me apart from inside. In the violent winds of confusion, I found Daddy's love, calm and sweet. For the first time, I felt like I had come from him...not a being of flesh and blood, but a mirror for his secrets.

  “In a sane world, I wouldn't be asking for this, honey. But a sane world doesn't send our beautiful girls into debt for degrees that won't do anything for them. A sane world doesn't make them wait until they are halfway infertile to breed, when family and blood is all there is to life. A sane world doesn't take away a man's wife and leave her with you, her unbearably perfect image, so perfect that you're more radiant than she was...”

  He sucked in a huge breath. Daddy was exasperated, and I reached out to lightly stroke the backs of his hands.

  “You're not crazy, Daddy. If there's one thing I share with you, it's your hate for this bad old world. I know you taught me to play by its rules to survive...but are you actually giving me permission to break a few now?”

  Daddy paused and smiled, the angry flush draining from his cheeks. Very slowly, he nodded.

  I stood and crept toward him cautiously. Suddenly, it felt like I was back in Mr. Matheson's physics class, being called up to piece together those awful equations. I could never do it, and I disappointed everyone under the grinding pressure.

  Daddy, on the other hand, I wouldn't dare disappoint. I walked behind him and reached down to his powerful shoulders. I had touched him there before, but never with such freedom. His new blessing was gift and curse, all in one.

  My hands shook as I gently massaged his beefy sides. My loins were tingling, soft and wet, buzzing with a scary heat I only knew when I stared at the most handsome boys from afar. Or when I secretly touched myself before going to sleep, imagining the day a man would lay into me bare...

  Actually, I'd known that heat when looking at daddy – especially when he was out in our little garden, bending down and tearing up the fertile soil for our vegetables.

  When mom was alive, there were a few occasions where we journeyed up north to our cabin in the late Fall. I felt the first unfamiliar blaze coursing through my folds when I watched him chopping firewood one evening.

  Daddy's huge body slung forward, smashing his huge ax down on the logs. The sawdust that surrounded his godly body was like a halo, but then I didn't understood the flicker that turned my blood hot.

  Now, I did. Daddy nodded his head again as my arms wandered lower, down to his shield-like chest. My fingers couldn't stay away from his biceps after that. I wrapped my thin fingers around them, gave them a squeeze, and let out an enormous sigh.

  He chuckled, a deep sound reverberating in his throat. “That feels so good, Kelsey. But now I need to know something...”

  He plucked my hand off his body, gently clasping my hands between his again. My knees were shaking as hormones stewed in my head.

  This can't be happening – not here, not now – not to me! Daddy...what is it you want?

  He couldn't read my mind, but he did a good enough job with the frustrated expression curling my face. Daddy's hands left mine and he motioned for me to lower my head. He held my head in his warm hands as we locked eyes. I waited for his words like a thunderstorm.

  “If we do this...are you prepared to go all the way?”

  His hands pressed tighter against my temples, the better to feel me nod. My head bobbed up and down, hot and teary. It wasn't even forced.

  I had never been so sure of anything. That crystal moment, with his eyes swallowing mine, I saw my future brighten. The darkness that had hung around the last few weeks disappeared instantly.

  I don't care what anyone says. How can this be wrong when those stars streaming into my eyes from his are so bright? I'm sure, Daddy, like I've never been certain of anything before...

  “I'm ready, Daddy.” I repeated the words clamoring through my head.

  He stared at me a second longer with his smooth face. I felt like I would melt beneath his piercing gaze, or blow away altogether when his broad smile returned.

  “I trust you. You're speaking like an adult now, Kelsey...like a woman and a wife. You're not a little girl anymore.” He stood and embraced me in his huge muscles, so big and handsome they could've blotted out all the ugliness in the world. “Just like our garden...you've ripened and changed. It's beautiful.”

  Chills wafted up my spine. Goosebumps filled with fire rather than ice pulsed through my skin and I felt like I would crumble into the floor, a blubbering heap, if not for his support.

  “We need a proper wedding and consummation,” he said, brushing his thick palms up and down my back.

  “What do you mean, Daddy? Nobody else is going to understand...”

  My legs were shaking again, but this time with a fear that couldn't be fully calmed by his power. I was just eighteen years old, but legally his step-daughter. The simpletons in town would drive us out with stakes and pitchforks when they sensed our new relationship, if they didn't jail us first.

  “I know, honey. We can worry about that later.” He drew away from me and pressed a stony finger across my lips. “Let's make tonight our night and figure out the rest tomorrow.”

  Such magnificent strength, and not just in his huge arms. Daddy's wise and loving, smarter than any teacher. Everything is going to be alright...what he says becomes reality.

  Before I could meditate on the amazing events of the past hour any further, I felt an intent pressure on my forearm and looked up. Daddy had me by the hand again, and he was tugging me back into the house with a grin on his face the size of the moon.

  II: Properly Wedded

  “I hope I taught you everything you know about sex, Kelsey. But be honest with me: are you still a virgin?”

  We were sitting on the edge of his bed, the same huge iron bed with its deep, soft mattress that I had laid on a hundred times. When I was little, I dreamed about sneaking in at night and replacing mom next to him, basking in the warm glow from his side.

  I never expected it to actually happen. My face flushed at his question, but I considered it a small price to pay for sitting next to Daddy on his bed, my veins vibrating with excitement.

  “Yes, Daddy. I was saving myself for someone special...and I'm glad that it's going to work out that way.” My eyes were tearing up again, but Daddy sensed it. His arms wrapped around me and pulled my wet face into his chest.

  God, I'm such a cry baby. Why can't I enjoy this special moment without the outbursts? Why can't I just lay back and give him everything I have – or let him take it – as a man and woman should?

  Because you're daddy and daughter too.

  My thoughts were distracting me again, but Daddy brought me back. When my tears had stopped and I finally sat up again, his face leaned down against mine, like the times he planted kisses on my forehead.

  This time, though, the angle was steeper. I whimpered as his lips planted themselves on mine, first like gentle pillows, and then like blistering coals.

  My eyes were streaming with amazement rather than sadness. The hot pressure kept coming against my mouth, but I kissed him back, fighting through the heat. But daddy did me one better, just as he a lways does.

  His tongue snaked out and shoved its way past my plush lips. The strong serpent twirled and flicked until it found its partner, my own uncertain tongue.

  Daddy kissed and ground his body against mine for what felt like an eternity. All other thoughts in my mind emptied, and I found myself in a thoughtless void, filled only with heat and longing. I'd taken a class on world religions and thought about the Eastern word: nirvana.

  Actually, I had no idea. His kiss alone was better than any of the orgasms I'd ever given myself. I couldn't imagine what one with daddy would feel like, but he didn't intend to leave me wondering for long.

  Daddy groaned into my mouth as he lifted away, returning his steaming mouth to my twitching neck. I gasped as he kissed the nook below my ear. He trailed his way downward, pulling my shirt away like an animal, tracking his descent with richer, firmer kisses that plucked at my flesh.