Free Use Daughter Novels & Stories

“M-Mother…” I tried to reach for her hand to pull her up, but she did not let me. The tears that are pooling under my eyes dropped one by one. It hurts seeing her this way. What is she doing? She doesn’t have to beg him. I will do it— “Alpha Ryler, like what we talked about, here is my daughter. I know she’s your slave and you can do whatever you want to her, but I am glad that you still let me use her. It is an honor to me that you let me have a choice.”

There was something about him that screamed power. He had the aura of a Beta surrounded around him. That Beta aura. “Daughter, it is. But it doesn’t matter. She’s of no use to me anyway,” My dad replied the man with negligence. “Then why don’t we use her as a collateral, Miller. If you’re unable to pay, I take her. She’s such a graceful beauty.” He replied my dad. I arch my brows about what he was on about. “Consider it done. I have not gotten rid of anyone sooner.” My dad responded, shaking his hands. I blink my eyes in confusion.

"I understand how you feel. I can just give you my daughter since she was just touched only once. You can do whatever you want to do with her even if you want to maltreat her but please let me have the company back because it is where I am feeding from" "You mean I should maltreat your daughter? Are you the one saying this?" "Yes, I am the one telling you that. I know what I am saying. Please just forgive me for whatever I did because I know she was drunk that night. But I am not in support of what she did. Just accept her like that. Do whatever you want to do. You are free to use her and then dump her" "Is that how far you can go even as a father? It shows don't love your daughter at all"

But no longer shaking. “I still hear his voice,” she admitted. “My father’s. In the dark. Sometimes I dream about the way he looked at me when I was cast out. Like I was already dead.” “I know that look,” Ryker said. “I’ve seen it in other alphas. When something stops being useful to them.” She nodded. “That’s the word. Useful. I was never a daughter. I was a bargaining chip. A body meant to carry obedience.” Ryker shifted beside her, not touching, but close. Steady.

“Well, now we’re talking, it’s the simple and normal price for someone who done so many things as you, first of all, because I am feeling generous I’ll let you transfer all your money and wealth to your daughter even it’s not originally yours, we can’t let a person who didn’t do anything to suffer from other people mistakes. Secondly, you should turn yourself in, and by turning yourself in I am not talking about the police but to some other people, you know about whom I am talking about, when you accept this, you’ll get contacted. Thirdly and last thing and maybe the thing that will sound hard and harsh, but not for you but your daughter is that you’ll vanish from existence when you get cont

You are greedy and fucking selfish. Her father was silent, gripping his glass so tightly she thought it might shatter. She watched him for a moment, hoping, waiting for even a flicker of remorse. But there was none. Then she turned to leave. "If you walk out that door, you’re no longer my daughter," he said quietly, his voice laced with finality. Kayla’s heart pounded, but she didn’t hesitate one bit. "I stopped being your daughter the day you took a rash decision without consulting me. I had to give up my freedom for you. Then what did you do? You did something Even worse you are horrible and not fit to be called a father!!!!!!!!"she burst out

She just tilted her head and offered a sharp, cat-like smile. "Morning, Freya," Lila purred. "How dare you," I breathed, my grip tightening on the phone until I thought the glass might crack. "How dare you talk to my daughter behind my back?" "Relax, Freya. Mark just wanted her to have a way to reach her favorite mu—auntie. That shouldn’t be a big deal, right?" Lila laughed, a sound jarringly similar to the jagged laugh Mark had given me last night.

I advised him. I was incredulous when his 18-year-old daughter showed up at my room that evening. “Daddy says that if I come home without fucking you that he’ll take back my college tuition,” the voluptuous little redhead cornhusker announced as she barged into my room. Daddy says there’s no reason that you can’t enjoy yourself with me since I’m not an employee,” she told me while she wiggled her tube dress down and kicked it off her feet.

"Don't bully my daughter." ...

The two of them frightened of the inevitable darkness below. I caught the First Daughter glancing back at me one last time. We locked eyes across the chamber. She beamed with so much warmth and pride my chest hurt. "Tell my daughters," she said. "All Lunas who claim my blood. Let them know self-sacrifice is not necessary to be worthy of it. Live. Love. Be free. That’s really what revenge was to me. Not power. Not dominance. Just freedom. For all of us."