Chapter 1

Today was a good day for Drew. Thursdays were always good. The entire day at work, he had a subtle grin plastered on his face knowing what was waiting for him when he got home. His wife, Sarah, worked the night shift at the ER on Thursdays, so she was guaranteed to be out of the house from 6pm to 6am. That meant that he had the house to himself... and he had his little Bea to himself, too. He sat at the kitchen counter, trying to conceal his excitement by counting down the seconds before she left.

He watched Sarah rummage through her bag, her keys jangling obnoxiously as she pulled them out. Her tired eyes rolled at Drew's unblinking gaze as she sighed, "Okay, I'm leaving for my shift. Make sure Bea's in bed before you go to sleep. I'm already up to my eyes in shit with the other nurses..." she complained as she made her way to the front door. Time hung in the air for Drew; every step his wife took felt like it lasted an hour. "Bye." she added dryly before exiting the house.

He sat still for a few minutes after she closed the door. He always did that—he waited to see if she was really gone or if she was testing him, as if the jig was finally up. Of course, there was no way for her to know what he was doing... but he had to be paranoid. His paranoia was what had allowed him to use his daughter for so many years without a single soul finding out.

Drew finally released his grip from the stool and a rush of energy coursed through him. Drew quickly paced up the stairs, two steps at a time, his pants feeling a little tighter as he approached Bea's room. He gently pushed her door open ajar, peeking into the room without her noticing. His eyes lit up as he saw her lounging on her bed on her phone, socked feet kicking the air as she scrolled through one of the many stupid apps kids her age love to use. She looked so tiny sitting there in her purple shorts and a tank top, her skin so pale against her dark bedsheets.

Drew was practically salivating. He pushed the door open a little more and Bea finally noticed her father. Her wide eyes stared up at him and she bit her lip, placing her phone beside her.

"Hi, Dad..." she said softly, placing her phone beside her. A small smile played at her lips as he sat down next to her on her bed. She knew what he was there for, and that thought alone was enough to make her skin tingle, some familiar throbbing feeling between her thighs. Bea tried to hide it as Drew leaned in to pet her soft brown hair, breathing in the fresh scent of her shampoo.

He couldn't get over how pretty his daughter was. Her innocent bambi gaze peeked out from under her fringe. She had no make up on, and she didn't need it. He was lucky, in that sense; despite Bea being 12, she didn't seem to have an interest in make up, and he'd rather have it that way. It only emphasised how little she looked, made him feel more filthy...

"Hi, Beabea. How's my sweetie?" he asked quietly as his hand slid from her head down to her side, running down her small rib cage and back up. Bea giggled quietly at her Daddy's question, a little bit of colour appearing on her cheeks. Even after the many years he'd spent conditioning her to embrace their relationship, the smallest amount of affection from her Daddy still made her blush. Bea snuggled her body closer to Drew, sighing contently as her head nuzzled under his chin.

"I'm great, Daddy... I missed you at school," she said quietly.

Drew smiled and brushed a hair from his daughter's face to get a better look at her wide eyes and freckled button nose. The corners of Drew's mouth lifted into a smile as he gazed at his daughter adoringly. He couldn't help but lean in and steal a kiss from his little girl. Her mouth parted instinctively at the feeling of her Daddy's warm tongue pushing against her soft lips. After a few seconds he pulled away, Bea's cheeks now flushed, her eyes glazed with arousal. His little girl was always such an eager kisser—she seemed to have a need that she just couldn't quell on her own.

"I missed you too, baby," he whispered against her ear before he reached over and began to caress his little girl's flat chest through her top, feeling her body squirm with delight under his touch. Bea always wore the tightest little tops to tease him, and they always worked. He'd watched her grow over the years, groping and manhandling his daughter's body since she was a baby, and yet he never seemed to grow tired of the sensation of his little girl's smooth flesh between his fingers. "You've been thinking about Daddy all day, haven't you?"

She let out a little whine and nodded. Her small pink nipples began to pebble against the material, and he could feel Bea's pulse quicken under his fingertips. Drew's fingers hooked at the bottom of her shirt before lifting it off, revealing his little girl's chest, two teeny nipples so stiff from his teasing. Bea bit her lip and looked down at herself before looking at her Daddy, the colour on her cheeks deepening with arousal.

"What exactly were you thinking about?" Drew asked with a smirk. Bea let out another soft giggle, looking down as she fiddled with her hands. His hand glided across her soft thigh before squeezing gently and moving up her shorts. "Use your words, sweetie."

"Um, you know... stuff," she murmured quietly as her fingers hooked around the top of her shorts and panties and pulled them down slightly, just enough for him to be able to see the her soft hairless mound. "...I was thinking about... what we did..." she whimpered, "the other day, in the car..." she breathed quietly, squirming against him as his fingers slowly tugged her shorts down, then her underwear.

"Mm, last Sunday? We were naughty, weren't we?" Drew pressed his finger gently against his daughter's slit, and a soft mewl left Bea's lips at the feeling. He began to trace soft little circles against her slit, her little cunny growing wetter by the second. "What did we do, Beabea? Give Daddy a refresher." Bea moaned and whimpered, trying her hardest to reply. His little girl always became such a desperate little whore when he teased her. He'd trained her so well that he was barely even touching her, yet she was already such a mess for him.

"We... um.." She whined out quickly as he pushed a finger inside her. "You put—ngh.. your... your thingie..."

"Where did Daddy put his thingie?" Drew purred. Bea gasped at the feeling of another one of her Daddy's fingers sliding inside her little hole, her body shaking with need. He curled his fingers slightly to stroke the sensitive spot that always made her see stars, his palm pressing gently against her little button.

"In m-my bum.." she breathed quietly, the little girl squirming in embarrassment as the thought crossed her mind. Bea felt so small as her Daddy curled his fingers against the sensitive spot in her pussy.

Drew leaned in, his voice a low growl as he whispered into Bea's ear. "Mhm, and you loved it, didn't you? Such a naughty girl..." She was so fucking wet around his fingers that he couldn't help but press down on her sensitive bud with his thumb, Bea crying and whining with delight. "You were so naughty for Daddy... Is Beabea going to be a naughty little girl for Daddy again?"

Bea could barely think. All she could do was nod enthusiastically. The sensation of her Daddy's fingers curling inside her and her little clit being toyed with made her brain go blank. "Yes Daddy..." she moaned desperately, the need for release overcoming her shyness. The sound of her wetness made her shy, but she was so turned on she couldn't care about anything. "Please..." she whimpered quietly, her Daddy's fingers pushing against her in just the right place. She was so fucking close—her small frame writhing in his arms as her thighs squirmed and clenched together.

"Who's a good girl for Daddy?" he murmured, pushing a third finger into her little hole. He loved it when she got like this; when she couldn't keep her feelings in and became so desperate.

"I am..." she cried in a small, pitiful voice. She sounded like such a needy little bitch as she squirmed under her Daddy's touch. He knew his little girl was close; her whole face went red whenever she got like this, and her mouth opened and closed, desperately trying to find words. Every word she tried to muster came out in a whine or a man, and he could feel her little cunny begin to pulse around his fingers. "Daddy, I-"

"No, not yet," Drew whispered, his voice stern but playful, "Tell me what you are."

Tears formed at the corner of Bea's eyes as she began to cry out desperately. She was so close, but she couldn't even consider the possibility of reaching her orgasm without her father's permission. "I'm your good girl Daddy... please... please Daddy, please let me..." Bea whined desperately, helplessly bucking her hips against his hand.

"Go ahead, sweetie." That was it—at the command of her Daddy, she began to climax around his fingers. His fingers continued to thrust against the sweet spot deep within his little girl, his rubbing small circles on her button as she hit her peak. Her legs trembled and she whined out desperately, being held down by her Daddy.

"Such a good little girl for me..." Drew whispered, still pressing firmly on his baby's button. Bea began to shake her head from the overstimulation as her thighs clenched tightly around his hand, but Drew was far from done. He continued to tease her through her orgasm, and even past it.

"Can Beabea take another?" He asked. Bea bit her lip so hard that it went pale. Knowing that she wasn't capable of answering the question, Drew answered it himself: "Of course she can, she's my brave girl..." he cooed gently, feeling her little pussy flutter and twitch around his fingers. The poor girl was so desperate for another; even though the sensations were so overwhelming for her, she loved every single second of it.

Drew's fingers sped up and he started to press harder. He knew it was just a matter of time before his baby began to whine again and cry out, and just as she started to tremble, he murmured into her ear. "You love when Daddy gets you like this, don't you?" he growled.

Bea moaned desperately as his voice cooed in her ear. "That's it baby... good girl for Daddy.." he moaned against her ear. He knew exactly what to say to push his daughter over the edge. "You can let go now, sweetie." Bea whined desperately and bucked her hips against his hand. His command was enough to tip her over the edge and her little thighs shook as another climax was pulled from her, the overstimulation making her whine and squirm helplessly in his grasp.

Bea whimpered as his fingers began to slow and she squirmed on his lap. The little girl gasped for air as his fingers slipped out of her slick cunny and he pressed a small kiss to her neck. His eyes hungrily gazed at her soft pale body, flushed red from arousal. "On your knees."

Bea eagerly followed her Daddy's command, sliding onto her knees in front of him on the floor while he sat on the edge of the bed. He took a second to appreciate the view of his little girl, big eyes gazing up at him obediently, peachy lips half-parted. Her gaze was full of utter devotion for her father.

"Good girl," he breathed, leaning back a little. He pulled down his trousers and underwear and Bea's eyes locked onto his throbbing cock. Her face immediately lit up from the sight of it—his sweet girl was salivating just from looking at her Daddy's hardness. He'd trained her well. "Look at how hard you've gotten me, baby." Bea let out a needy whimper from between his legs. His daughter couldn't look away, so enamoured with his cock, but she stayed put obediently, waiting for permission to touch him.

He gently slapped it against her cheek, leaving a few wet strands of precum against her flushed skin. Bea moaned softly, nuzzling her face against her father's dick. The familiar scent of his precum made her tummy feel tingly. Her little mouth parted expectantly, little pink tongue hanging out and her gaze never leaving him.

"Go on, baby... make Daddy happy." That was enough. She immediately wrapped her soft pink lips around him, moaning quietly with contentment at the sensation. Bea felt most like herself when she was sucking on her Daddy's cock; it felt so right to her to be down there servicing him. His hand grasped onto her hair tightly and he forced her mouth deeper, feeling her nose brush against his pubes as he bottomed out in her wet little mouth.

"Just like that, baby, good girl..." Bea whimpered quietly around him, making the sweetest little noises as she diligently sucked him off. She did her best to pleasure her Daddy, but sometimes he needed to take the reins himself. He growled as his hips bucked slightly and he started to use her. His fingers held onto her hair firmly, forcing his cock deeper down her throat as she choked and whimpered on him. Her eyes watered and her face flushed a deep shade of pink—the sweetest sight to him.

He let out a groan and pulled his little girl closer, her little button nose squeezing against him. She'd gotten much better at suppressing her gag reflex since he first started face-fucking her. "Fuck, I've got to stop before I cum..." he groaned. Bea moaned against his cock and he gently tugged on her hair to pull her off his length. A line of saliva connected her lip to his tip, and she licked her lips to break it, her eyes still hazy with lust.

"Come kiss your Daddy, sweetie," Drew cooed. He watched as she clumsily stumbled back up onto the bed and crawled into his lap. She kissed him softly, melting into him once again. "Are you ready for Daddy?"

Bea nodded frantically and whispered a "yes daddy..." against his lips.

"How should we start, baby? Do you want to ride horsey on Daddy first?" He smirked at her reaction, a desperate whine slipping out of her mouth. His little Bea had a thing for riding—Drew presumed it came from the fact it was one of the first positions he'd introduced her to. Now "horsey" was her favorite. He loved how eager she was to sit in his lap and bounce on his cock. He grabbed her hips and pushed her over a little, moving to sit against the pillows on the bed, propping his little girl up to straddle him. "Come sit on Daddy's cock." She whimpered quietly as he pulled her towards him, pressing the tip of his cock against her soaking wet entrance.

Bea held her breath and let her weight fall into it. The little girl let out a moan of relief as her tight cunny clenched around him. Drew watched as her eyes rolled back as she pressed down until his cock was nestled deep inside her, her tummy bulging slightly from its size. Drew sat back, watching with satisfaction as she rode his cock in desperation. His hands gripped onto her soft hips tightly and helped her bounce harder on his cock, a little groan slipping out from him at the sight of his baby's cunny spreading wide around his hard cock. She was so young that her little hole still had trouble accommodating him.

"Fu-uck.. You love riding horsey on Daddy's cock, don't you sweetie?" Drew groaned. The poor girl had gone brainless from the pleasure, nodding deliriously at every sentence that left her Daddy's mouth. She looked at him with those big brown doe eyes, the loveliest little babbles slipping past her lips as she failed to make words. She was completely gone for her Daddy's cock.

Bea looked so cute it took everything in Drew not to cum then and there. Her tiny body looked even smaller when she was sitting in his lap, his cock disappearing inside her as her little cunny sucked it up. Bea stuck her tongue out in desperation as she bounced harder on him, always eager to make Daddy happy. The room filled with the wet sloppy sounds of his baby bouncing on him and their moans mixing together, both of them in total bliss.

"Ngh.. D-daddy..." Bea gasped as he slammed her down harder. Her pussy tightened and fluttered around him with excitement as she whined out his name, desperately wanting to cum around her Daddy's cock. "P-please, please... nghh," she begged, her mind becoming nothing but mush from his hard thrusts. "Can I? Please Dad?"

"Mhm, cum for Daddy, baby." Drew gave the go-ahead and Bea finally lost it. She trembled around him as he thrust up into her, babbling and crying as her Daddy's cock continued to press deep into her tight, little, soaking wet hole.

"D-dada..." she gasped out. "A-ah!" The poor thing had completely lost control of herself and Drew took advantage, flipping her over to fuck her hard into the mattress. He loomed over his daughter and pressed down hard into her. Bea's eyes rolled back as her Daddy slammed his hardness into her with a frenzy. The poor baby whined out incoherently as her pussy throbbed around him, her Daddy continuing to use her despite how her oversensitive little cunny tried to push him out. The pleasure and pain of overstimulation became so intense that all she could do was cry and let out needy whines. Drew had complete control, holding onto his daughter tightly as his thrusts grew deeper.

"Daddy loves you Beabea, my good little girl..." He growled. "Fuck... you're so dumb for Daddy's cock, aren't you sweetie?" Drew held her arms down and pinned her against the bed. His little girl looked like she was completely lost, her eyes glazing over with desire. "You can't even think, can you? Just a little fuck doll for Daddy," He murmured, slamming hard into her and earning another needy whine from Bea. Her pussy fluttered desperately around his cock and he could feel that his daughter was on the brink of another orgasm. "Who's Daddy's favorite daughter?" He growled as he pressed deep into her, the poor baby gasping desperately, tears in her eyes from the intense stimulation. She whined as her Daddy slammed into her and forced her to think, but her mind was still so blank she could barely muster an answer.

Drew chuckled, knowing his little girl was too braindead to answer such a simple question. "You're Daddy's favorite girl, aren't you, Beabea?"

"Y-yes... I'm yours," she cried, gasping as she tried to find the words to answer him. "I- I- I'm yours..." She whimpered and writhed desperately beneath her Daddy's touch. "'m y-you- yours Daddy..." she repeated herself over and over again in a needy haze. "Daddy, I-" The little girl cried out, the stimulation finally getting too much for her cunny to take. "C-can't," she begged, but her Daddy didn't stop.

"Yes you can, you can do it for Daddy," Drew encouraged, his baby so close to another peak. Her little whines got needier, her cunny twitching desperately around him and squeezing him with a tight grip. The little girl began to sob uncontrollably, completely overwhelmed by her Daddy's cock. "Fuck, you're so much tighter than your mother."

"You're a stupid little girl, aren't you? You can barely talk... just a dumb slut for Daddy," he growled, "Daddy's little breeding bitch, aren't you? Daddy's going to fill up that little cunny of yours to the brim," he continued, thrusting hard into her, "I'll fill you up again and again and again," his hips slamming hard against hers with each word. His little girl was reduced to a helpless little puddle underneath him, moaning mindlessly.

His weight on top of her, plus him groaning in his ear, plus him pounding into her cunny with such intensity all had her going wild. She couldn't help but feel completely possessed by her Daddy, like he was fucking the very life out of her. She was completely broken by her father's cock; every other thought left her mind and she only had enough room left to think about her Daddy's pleasure.

"Naughty girl, you love being raped by your own Daddy," Drew murmured as he forced his baby's little thighs wide open. Her little hole clenched tight around him as he thrust harder into her, Bea letting out a series of incoherent babbles. "You don't have anything else going for you but your little pussy, do you baby? You're Daddy's personal little fucktoy," he murmured against her ear, continuing to thrust hard and fast. The poor thing was drooling all over herself, eyes rolled back and mouth parted wide as she cried out for Daddy. "I've trained this cunt well, haven't I, Beabea?"

His cock began to throb, knowing that he was so close to blowing his load inside his little baby. "You're my filthy little whore, aren't you, baby? Wanna cum with your Daddy?" She nodded weakly and he chuckled. "I love when you get stupid like this."

Cum on your Daddy's cock," he ordered. Drew's words tipped his daughter over the edge and she moaned desperately in his arms. He peppered her face with wet kisses, watching with pleasure as her cute face went blank and her pussy gushed all over him. Her body shook uncontrollably as her pussy milked his cock and forced it deeper, and with that he came, hard.

He let out a low groan, feeling his load fill up his daughter's tight hole. "D-d-daddy..." the little girl murmured deliriously in his arms, completely gone for her Daddy. Her mind was nothing but a mush of lust. She snuggled close to him and he held his baby tightly against him, planting kisses against her temple.

"You're a good girl for Daddy, Bea. I'm so proud of you. I love you, Beabea." His soft cooing made his baby's heart flutter and she snuggled close against him. His hands traced soothing little patterns over her skin as she clung onto him and her breathing began to steady. He planted kisses against the top of her head and pulled out, a mixture of their juices oozing out of her little hole. He'd pumped such a huge load into her, but he knew it was just the first of several tonight. As soon as he was out of her, he was already looking forward to fucking her again.