Dad Daughter Taboo Stories Novels & Stories

I gritted out trying to reign my anger, making my father raise an eyebrow. "Go on?" He said. "He has abused his half daughter." I let out in a very angry tone. Clenching my fists to try and control my anger. "Half daughter?" He asked with furrowed brows. Right, I forgot that no one knew about that. "Yes, half daughter. Lady Nyx is his half daughter. And he has been whipping her. Her back is so scared from it. It is Horrendous.*" I let out more anger than I had intended. My father raised his eyebrows in understanding.

She walked over to the coat draped over the back of a chair and slid her hand into the inner pocket. Her hand emerged from the pocket, holding the glittering blue diamond. The room fell silent enough to hear a pin drop. The 'Star of Tears' shimmered under the lights, its blue fire mocking the innocence I had so desperately clung to. My father's expression turned thunderous. "Alessia!" His roar seemed to shake the crystal chandelier. "You... you dare to steal from our ancestors?! This is the greatest blasphemy against this family! Get her out of my sight! Throw her in the cell!"

Did you copy that vid to your phone? "Yes." Tessa's hand had the perfect grip and motion, "Ha. When I confessed to fucking my dad, you couldn't understand. Now, when your daughter puts on a show, and you see her as a woman and not your kid, you're hard and ready to do the taboo. Now you know how it happened."

The boys my age were clumsy, selfish, and rushed, finishing in minutes and leaving me frustrated. Big Zaddy took his time. He made the denial delicious, the edging feel like sweet torture. He made the release feel like worship. And God, I craved it more every single day, even as the guilt gnawed at me. What if Dad found out? What if this was some married guy? I’m turning into exactly the kind of girl Mom would worry about. I finally ended the call after a few more soft praises from him.

"It's just, it's stupid. "Nothing you can tell me is stupid baby. What's wrong?" Naudia sighs. "I- I have never been with a highschool boy before, so I don't know if they can satisfy me or not." She pauses and whispers the last part. "I have never been with anyone before."

says the other guard "Please, my lady, I need a job. My father was killed, and my uncle took over the family business and is trying to sell me into marriage to a noble, but I don't want to marry him, so please give me a job," she says "Who are you?" I ask, " I am Revdea Ubris, the Daughter of Nyx," she says as I look at her in surprise because all the gods and goddesses have at least one mortal descendant or child, except Nyx, at least until now

I often wondered if my mum knew the truth about Aurora or if she too had been lied to about her best friend and goddaughter. She used to speak of Luna Talia often, telling me stories of them growing up skipping pebbles in the lake, picking wild flowers from the edge of the clearing, how kind and beautiful she was. But as the years went on and she too suffered the fate of losing a child, her pain grew and with my father constantly distracted by his duties as Beta, I found myself becoming her main support. I let her cry, scream, laugh whatever it was she needed and that hot chocolate before bed became our time. I can't stand it anymore, I need hot chocolate.

"Who dares cause trouble at my daughter's birthday party?!" Jess looked as if she had seen a savior and immediately rushed toward him, crying. "Aaron! You're finally back! This bitch hit us! Save us!" Clarisse cried out as well, "Daddy! This bad woman bullied Mommy and me! Punish her and that illegitimate child!" Under everyone's gaze, Aaron slowly turned his head, and his eyes locked onto me.

Note this a taboo/Forbidden Romance I have a confession to make. There has only ever been one man I wanted: Logan Lawman. Completely off-limits and twenty-five years my senior Logan. He is a walking demigod, with his broad shoulders and deep voice that makes my toes curl. Oh, and he’s also my Dad’s best buddy. To say that I’m screwed would be an understatement.

He watches his friend take his daughter. The following story has themes of incest, non-consent sex, humiliation, abuse and other dark themes. This is purely for entertainment only. Enjoy reading.. ************ "Steph!" my dad called. "I'm going to the shops. Your mom says you need to get new underwear, are you ready to go?" I froze. Underwear shopping with dad? How embarrassing! It was bad enough to go with mom. She always made me buy such chaste and sensible things when all I wanted was lace and slutty underwear.