Your Dad Will Do Novels & Stories

Bonnie "If you don't get your goddam ass down here right now, I swear to the Moon Goddess herself I'm going to get my fucking belt out and make you sorry!" My dad's voice sends chills down my spine and has my entire body shaking knowing the pain that it's going to endure very soon. My dad means what he says and, thanks to my prick of a brother, my punishment will be even more painful than normal.

I turn to dad, referring to the stash of unopened orders scattered around the kitchen. It'd take a thousand years to arrange. "Kelvin will take care of that later." Dad says with a wink. Huh... I love it. (How did it go, late update am sorry. Stay turned for more. like and comment people. ADIOS.)

Eventually, she broke the silence and said, "This is going to sound crazy, but I'm not sure I can do it." "Do what?" I asked. "I mean, I don't know if I can go through with the wedding. My parents will probably disown me and I won't even be able to talk to my brother anymore. And what about my friends? They'll think I'm a slut or something!" "Whoa, hold on! Who says you can't talk to your brother? He knows about us, right? What about your family? Are they really going to disown you? If that happens, we'll figure out a way to deal with it. I promise."

“Marvel just got a Wii and wants new games for it. He also likes dinosaurs and firetrucks.” I figured I would throw my dad a lifeline. I know he didn’t really mean to be an ass earlier. He was actually a great dad, and I know he will be a great grandfather too. Dad nods with a small smile. “I don’t know what a Wii is, but I know dinosaurs and firetrucks. What about Vivian? What does she like?”

Now I just need to wait for the person to bite. “Another idea might involve us working with Alpha Greg…” “No,” my dad said before Gabe could even finish and honestly, made me smile just a bit. About time mister golden boy is shut down. “Dad…” “I will never ask for the snake’s help ever again,” my dad said with finality.

I just let him and just tapped his back. "I have once been in your shoes, bro. But don't worry, bro. I know for sure that your Dad will do everything to resolve it. Just trust him. You always told me that there's nothing too hard when it comes to him, remember? Just talk to God about it, bro. It works." He smiled as I tap his back.

I said softly, I don't know what to do anymore. "Come on, just suck it and I'll assure you that your dad won't wake up, he is a heavy sleeper," Uncle said, I look at him with hesitation but he just smiles at me and motioned to start sucking my dad's dick. I can help but swallow my saliva as I slowly take off dad's boxer brief and my eyes widened when I saw dad's huge and thick dick comes out. "Shit! I think huge and thick dicks run in our blood, your dad's dick is massive even though it wasn't hard yet." Uncle commented while my eyes were still glued to my dad's huge dick in front of me.

“It’s like when he’s around you, he changes. He’s quieter. More careful. Almost like he’s waiting for you to approve of something.” Damian chuckled lightly, warm but measured. “Approval, huh? I guess he wants to make a good impression. I am his girlfriend’s father.” “Dad,” she said sharply, cutting through the charm. “I’m serious. Are you pressuring him? Maybe without realizing it?”

“I will kill her with my own hands, and right in front of your eyes.” I scoffed. “You can’t do that, Dad. You know I will die if you do that!” But my father seemed to be unbothered, he smirked. “I have my ways, Felix. You’ll see.”

My sister always got away with everything, so I naturally became Dad's favorite guinea pig to make an example of. When we were little, my sister refused to eat vegetables. He threw me into the bathroom, locked me in for five days without food, and starved me until I vomited blood. My sister was so terrified that she never dared to be a picky eater again. When we got older, she became obsessed with video games. Dad tied me to the computer and ordered me to play nonstop for thirty hours until my eyes bled. My sister swore she would never touch a computer again, and only then did he stop. Later, once puberty hit, my sister refused to wear thermal underwear. When Dad found out, he threw me