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want.”
    She hunched forward, hands on either side of
my head. I grabbed her tits and squeezed, flicking my tongue from
one nipple to the other, sucking hard and massaging as she grinded.
Not a minute later, she threw her head back and I felt her whole
body tremble and shudder.
    “I’m...I’m coming again,” she moaned. “I
can’t believe it I’m...mmm...oh yes, yes, here it comes.”
    Her cunt grabbed me, and as my daughter’s
climax shook her entire being, my cock pulsed, emptying whatever
was left inside her. Our mixed sex ran out of her cunt, pooling on
my balls before it dripped to the floor between my legs.
    Finally spent, she collapsed on my chest.
    I ran my fingers along her backbone, then let
my hand settle on the back of her head. We stay there for what
seemed like hours, breathing together, our chests rising and
falling in rhythm.
    Her breathing slowed and became very even and
peaceful.
    “Steph?” I whispered, kissing her forehead.
“You awake?”
    “Mmm...I guess I dozed off. Can we go to
bed?”
    I sat up, taking her in my arms.
    Down the hall we went, my baby girl curled up
against my naked chest. My cock was sore from how hard I fucked
her, how rough she rode me, but somehow, I started to feel it
harden again.
    “Daddy?” She looked up at me with those wide,
beautiful eyes as I lay her on the bed. “Will you promise me one
thing?”
    “Anything you want,” I said as I turned out
the bedside light and nestling Stephanie against my chest.
    “Before mom comes home tomorrow, will you do
that again?”
    I kissed her forehead and ran my hand down to
her perfect ass.
    “Just once?”
    Stephanie giggled softly. She whispered ‘as
much as you want,’ and fell fast asleep.
    All night long I held her against my body,
hoping that each time she trembled or moved, that she’d wake up and
keep her promise.
     
    The End

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    Bred in Daddy’s Handcuffs by Nicole Snow
    Eighteen year old Rachel has
done it again. She's gotten fired from her summer job, and her
hardass step-father won't be pleased.
    Daddy knows his little brat
is heading down a bad road. One day, after he takes her on a police
patrol ride along, Rachel sees a side of Daddy that makes her burn
for more than just his handsomeness in uniform.
    She hatches the perfect plan
to make him explode at her naughty behavior. But Rachel doesn't
realize that once Daddy's handcuffs come out, all bets are
off.
    In his primal anger, he
won't stop until he's handcuffed his virgin daughter and filled her
with his seed, giving her a gift that will to change her bad side
forever...
    Warning: This story
features taboo breeding sex, rough spanking, Daddy-daughter love,
and explicit language.
    Word count: 9,500+
words.

EXCERPT:
     
    "Daddy...what are you
doing?" I whispered, scared and excited all at once.
    "What I should've done a
long time ago, right after you started acting up. Don't move a
damned muscle, little girl. You've done me wrong for the last time,
and I'm going to punish you."
    Cold steel buckled around my
wrists. I moved my hands apart, feeling them come to a dead stop on
the short metal chain.
    He held my bound hands up
above my head as his free hand moved to my jeans. Fortunately, I
hadn't buckled my belt tight enough to hurt as he ripped my pants
down.
    Muscles deep inside me
immediately clenched as I felt his fingers winding up my panties. I
whistled with surprise as he reached between my legs and touched
the sopping wet spot.
    "Oh. Oh, Rachel. This is
bad. You're a nasty little girl. I've noticed the way you look at
me, but I had no idea. This...God!" His voice sounded hoarse,
overcome with an emotion so powerful it was like waiting for a lit
fuse to reach its dynamite.
    Is it anger or lust? Oh,
Daddy, what are you going to do to me? I'm in over my
head.
    I shook lightly in his
hands, far past any regrets. His hand rested on my bare