Free Use Daughter Novels & Stories

A moment that she had likely entirely imagined. She hesitated, wondering if it was still wise to ask for time off after what had just occurred. But recalling Lila’s good behavior earlier, she knew she couldn’t miss her daughter’s birthday. “Actually,” Nova said before Dominic could walk away, “I was going to ask if I could take that day off. My daughter was really hoping to go to the amusement park.” Dominic blinked. “The amusement park?” Nova nodded. “That day is her seventh birthday, too.”

Lucy had begged me not to blame him just days ago… A crash sounded on the other end, followed by my daughter's tearful voice. "Daddy, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt Adam and Sammy…" My hand trembled around the phone, tears spilling unchecked. "Lucy—! Robert, don't touch her! She's only seven years old. If you need to vent your anger, take it out on me! I'm begging you…" But he cut me off without hesitation. "From today onward, I'll be in charge of Lucy's upbringing. If you dare interfere again, don't blame me for disregarding whatever remains of our marriage."

"Six grand isn't much for you, right? You love your daughters so much. You wouldn't play favorites, would you?" Mom opened her mouth, her face going from red to pale. She glanced around the room. Every relative was staring at her now—curious, suspicious, waiting. "I..." Her voice came out strained. "I'm in the hospital right now. Where would I even get that kind of money—" "No rush." I smiled. "I can wait until you're discharged. Or you can lend me six thousand from the twenty grand you gave Sophie. We're both your daughters. We should be treated the same, right?"

Come back! "I was wrong! I'll give everything back to you! I'll trade my life!" "Forum, can you hear me? I'll trade! Bring my sister back!" But the countdown had already begun. No matter how much they regretted it, it was too late. I felt a wave of lightness. A soft white glow wrapped around me. Maybe this was fine, too. Goodbye. In the next life, let's not meet again. Being Dad's daughter hurt too much.

Before the door closed behind her, she tossed one last line over her shoulder. "Jason, don't forget. I'm the one who gave you a son now." "That dead woman. She's useless." The chapel door clicked shut. Jason slid down against the casket and buried his face in his hands. On the surveillance feed, I watched his shoulders shake. Pathetic. You don't appreciate someone when they're alive. You only cry when they're gone. Then my phone buzzed with a text from my father. "They will pay. Every last one of them."

"Oh, so fucking good." I made love to my daughter on that couch. She came five times before I plunged deep and released inside her taboo pussy. I pulled out and laughed. Her pert round ass had a dirty handprint, and her curvy waist had two handprints where I held her as I rammed my dad cock into her. She looked and laughed. "So worth it. Now we can shower." After we dried each other, Molly announced that we were now a nudist and free-use home. "What's free use?"

Clarisse lifted her chin, stuck out her dirty shoe, and planted her hands on her hips as she glared at Maeve. "Not only do you have to kneel and apologize—you have to kneel down and lick my shoes clean! My mom said raising you is like raising a puppy. Puppies lick their owner's shoes. That's only natural!" Before my eyes, my daughter—who had always been proud and obsessed with cleanliness—actually bent her knees and assumed the posture of kneeling down to lick the shoe. "Maeve, don't!" I grabbed her at once and pressed my hands firmly on her shoulders. "Don't be afraid. Mommy is here. You're Mommy's precious girl. Don't believe them. You're not a bastard."

Nothing much mother, Yue Er pricked her finger while practicing embroidery "she replied to her mother. Lady Lin looked at her daughter. Few drops of blood were coming out from her pricked finger and few drops of tears were waiting in the tip of her beautiful eyes looking for a chance to roll down. Lady Lin took her daughter's pricked finger in her hands and wiped off the blood using a hankerchief. Then she blew at her finger. "Yue Er..., it is normal to prick your fingers while practicing embroidery because you are new in practicing. But with time, when you practiced better, it will be nothing" Lady Lin patted her daughter's head while explaining. "And when practicing, use this. It will prev

He's all business. Am I spoiled? Not really. My father won't even buy me a car until after I graduate if I maintain my good grades until graduation and work to pay for my own gas and insurance. I have a gold card with a limit that would probably allow me to buy a small island, but I don't abuse it.

Lydia paused. “Dad wants me to use it against him.” “So what's stopping you?” “I can't, Mum; this will ruin him forever; he might even be sentenced to prison. I don't want that. I'm not cruel.” Lydia looked away, feeling sad. Her mother studied her for a moment before pulling her into a hug. “You’re not cruel, Lydia. You’re kind. That’s not a weakness.”