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give him hand jobs at least. Dean felt victorious. He felt as if his daughter’s attention’s honoured him, and was a sign of her love.
    Unfortunately for Tina, she looked more like her mother every day in Dean’s eyes. Her red hair and green eyes drew him to her like a moth to a flame. And the further he got with her the more he wanted.
    She was soon pleasuring him orally too. He made it all like a game to her.
    He’d read her stories of The Famous Five; a harmless children’s book on its own, but in his hands it became a dangerous tool. Every time he said the name Dick she would have to “kiss him” (Dean’s penis) and every time he said the name Aunty Fanny he would have to “kiss her”.  Of course, Dick was in the stories a lot more often, which suited Dean completely.
    There were so many ‘games’ and so many ways of deceit that Tina still had no idea of what was happening. She was lulled by his appearance of love and affection. She completely believed she was special to him.
    Dean had not been idle all this time either. The mums slowly started to accept his presence at the school gates, and he’d heard one of them fretting over her computer problems. He explained his background and offered to help. She insisted on paying him for his trouble, and word soon got around that he was a “computer whizz”.
    He started earning quite a bit of money (all cash in hand, obviously), which contributed to the household bills. This was enough to give Deborah encouragement. Once he grew his business he set it up properly. It was perfect; he was a freelance computer guru, which meant he could work from home.
    He didn’t declare all the money to his wife (or the tax man), which meant Deborah still had to keep working. To change their arrangement would have meant spoiling his fun.
    Long before Tina was in her teens Dean had already worked his way up to fully penetrative sex with her. Much to his disappointment, she didn’t seem to enjoy it as much as he’d hoped.
    In his mind, he had done everything right; he’d told her how special she was, how much he loved her, how this was a special reward for her etc. And he never wanted to hurt her, and had made doubly sure she was well lubricated. He didn’t understand why she wasn’t more responsive to him. He was scared that if he forced her too hard that she’d tell someone, so once more he had to be patient.
    “You do love me, don’t you, Princess?” he asked before trying again.
    “Of course daddy.”
    “You know I’d never do anything to hurt you, don’t you?”
    “But you did hurt me,” she admitted timidly.
    “I did?”
    “Uh huh. When George went hunting.”
    George was their pet name for his penis, and he’d told her a story about him going out for a hunt one day, but he had to go through a dark tunnel to find the best berries.
    Dean gathered Tina to him in a hug. “My darling, I’m so sorry. You should have said. I’ll be more careful. Let’s try again now, and you just say if it hurts OK?”
    She was still hesitant.
    “OK Tina, I’ll tell you what. I’ll lie on my back so you can climb on top. That way you’re in control, and you can stop if it hurts.”
    Regrettably, Tina accepted this. She thought her daddy was so kind and caring. He only wanted her to be happy. She didn’t want him to get angry at her. He frightened her when he was angry.
    He would hug her close after he had finished, showering her with kisses, “I love you so much Tina. You make me so happy,” he’d tell her. “You’re such a good girl.”
    I feel the need to point out here that this was still far from consensual. Tina had been groomed for many years, and was so wrapped up in her father’s lies she was like a fly in his spider’s web. There was no way she could tell right from wrong in this scenario.
    Going along with something you’re forced into is very different from doing something because you actually want to.
    Of course, being the one at home, Dean was in