Tiffany
By Bad Dad  BadDad43@hotmail.com
A father is dominated by his sadistic little girl.


Ever since I was thirteen my parents have been divorced.

A few months after my sixteenth birthday, I decided that I wanted to spend the
summer with my father. He was of course overjoyed with the idea, but not just
because he missed me. The fact is my dad has wanted me more than anyone or
anything in his entire life and to be honest I couldn't blame him. I was
developing into a breath-taking young Goddess. Despite being only a sophomore
in high school I was already 5'8, and 132lbs, with long super sexy blonde
hair, a flawlessly beautiful face and a body that the word "magnificent" can
only begin to describe. My measurements are an ultra sexy 42- 22-36 and I just
love to fuck. In fact I like to fuck hard, long, and without mercy.

Looking the way I do I have found that men, some ten and twenty years older
than me, will do whatever I want and I immediately took advantage of that. For
over a year I often fantasized of having a slave, many slaves in fact.
Gorgeous, well hung studs with bulging muscles all of whom would be totally
obedient to me. I took my first when I was fifteen; he was a sexy life guard
who was in his mid twenties. I quickly turned him into my boy toy and had him
begging for my pussy. I have learned a lot since then.

I knew that my father wanted me, I could see it in his eyes; I giggled knowing
my grandfather also had secret thoughts and that really turned me on. Both men
are just drop dead gorgeous. My dad is only thirty-three since he was only
seventeen when I was born and my grandfather is just fifty- three.

I had waited a long time for this, but I was not going to wait any longer. It
was time to introduce my father to my wicked world of female domination. I
have never been shy and love nothing more than exposing my luscious young
body.

When I pulled up in the driveway of my father's large house, I parked my blood
red BMW (a gift from one of my slaves) and quickly grabbed my bags, I walked
the garden path round the back of the house, then entered through the large
patio doors calling out, "Daddy? I'm here"; as I took my bags up to my room.

As I turned to leave I bumped into my father, giggled, and hugged him my arms
around his neck. And as normal he straightened up lifting me off of my feet
holding me close, I smiled wickedly as I kissed his cheek very close to his
mouth and as I did I felt one of his hands for just a brief moment touch my
tight, perfect ass.

I could feel his excitement as he held me tight to his hard body, he flushed
and quickly put me down but not before I had felt his cock hardening as I had
pressed my hips against his.

"If only you knew what I had planned for you today daddy." I said to myself.

I looked deeply into his eyes, seeing his guilt, but felt deliciously sexy
knowing full well that here was a grown man, my father no less, who would give
anything to be my fuck toy, not knowing I was planning and plotting for the
very thing he desired the most.

We caught up for the next few minutes and then I told him I wanted to get some
sun since it was a brilliant summer day, he smiled, and went off to get us
something cold to drink.

Leaving the bedroom door open I undressed and very slowly unpacked everything
and put it away. At one point I heard the small creek of a floorboard, but
made sure not to look at the doorway knowing full well he was watching me.

I loved the sensation, it felt delicious, my pussy was dripping, and I made
sure he got a good view of everything as I bent forward with my legs straight
pretending to search for something. I heard quick footsteps, and the bathroom
door shut, I giggled softly, knowing that he was about to cum all over himself
all because of me.

I slipped into a tiny thread like white thong and a pair of matching six inch
stiletto heels and went downstairs to the pool; by the time my father arrived
I was laying full length, on a lounge chair on my stomach. I giggled as my
father stopped his mouth open; finally he asked "are you naked?" almost in a
whisper.

I laughed my eyes watching his as I turned over saying "not exactly," I
answered innocently.

Right before I opened my legs, running a finger under the thong that was
barely covering my clean shaven pussy, "see."

His eyes flickered from my huge bare breasts to the tiny material not quite
covering my sizzling slit; he cleared his throat several times, and finally
said, "OH, you aren't naked." He cleared his throat again then said "not much
of it is there?"

I smiled and stood up very slowly turned around and said, "should I change
daddy? Don't you like it?" as I bent down to adjust my heels. That's when I
heard him gasp.

Finally he said "no, it's ... it's just very ... tiny"

I laughed, spun around and jumped up slightly wrapping my arms around his neck
and kissed his cheek and part of his lips, as he automatically caught me. My
super firm breasts crushed against his now bare chest when I said "I bought it
just for you daddy."

I clung to him for a while, I felt his huge cock hardening, he was loosing his
ability to resist me, I kissed his lips, and I pressed my pussy against his
growing manhood enjoying the sensation of his massive hard cock touching me.
He started to breathe heavily, so I parted my lips and slid my tongue inside
his mouth. I then opened my legs wrapping them around his waist and locked my
ankles.

He pulled his mouth away a fraction and said "my god Tiffany, we shouldn't
being doing this, it's wrong."

I put my hand behind his head licked his lips and whispered against his mouth
"yes daddy, deliciously wrong."

I wiggled as I felt his hands on my tight ass, his mouth open under mine, his
tongue hesitantly entered my mouth, I eagerly and greedily sucked it into
mine, and giggled softly as I heard him grown deeply into my mouth.

He gasped and said, "please don't do this."

"It's to late daddy," I purred, right before thrusting my tongue half way down
his throat. When our kiss ended I said, "I have already made my decision to
add you to my stable of gorgeous studs." Although I wasn't really sure that he
heard a word that I said.

He moaned and reached behind his back to grab my ankles and try to unlock
them. I wouldn't let him no matter how hard he tried. Those bulging muscles
were just no use since I was so much stronger than my 6'10, 295lb father could
ever hope to be.

I began to grind my dripping pussy harder on his throbbing erection, as I
kissed him again, like I was sure he had never been kissed before. It was a
loosing battle for my poor father and it soon became obvious that he was
helpless against me. I could feel his hands on my lushly curved hips and two
of his fingers exploring the crack of my luscious ass before moving to my
seething young cunt.

That's when I decided to give him an example of why so many men can't live
without me. Holding onto the back of his head with just my right hand I leaned
down with my left and swiftly ripped off his shorts to expose his huge,
thirteen inch cock. God the man was hung I thought to myself as I began to rub
the swollen lips of my vagina along the length of his magnificent manhood. He
was beginning to tremble noticeably since I was no doubt driving him out of
his mind.

Slowly I began to gradually unlock my ankles allowing me to push myself away
from his hips letting his cock slide slowly between my gorgeous legs until the
massive, purplish head of his straining erection was positioned right at the
opening to my sizzling slit.

He gasped yet again, surprised by my sudden aggressiveness. I glanced at his
face and noticed that his eyes were closed. He had surrendered; my father was
now totally under my control, mine to do with as I pleased. I emphasized that
fact when a split second later I thrust every rock solid inch of his huge cock
easily into my vice like vagina, causing him to scream out loud.

Still holding onto the back of his head I actually began to ride him almost
like a cowboy rides a bucking bronco. He felt so fucking good inside me. His
cock was just massive, thick, extremely hard, just the way I like my men. I
quickly established a brutal rhythm fucking my father with a ferocity I was
certain he had never experienced before in his life.

The look on his face was one of pure lust. His first two orgasms came quickly
as he exploded violently inside me filling me both times with a torrent of his
thick, hot cum. Remarkably he stayed extremely hard, causing me to smile with
satisfaction. That was yet another attribute I looked for in a man, stamina. I
expected all of my well hung slaves to cum at least four times during a
session and if they couldn't I would either teach them how or banish them from
my sight. It was obvious that my father wasn't going to need any lessons from
his stunning little girl on how to cum.

Deciding to slow things down for the poor man I slipped my right hand back
around his neck and looked him right in the eyes. Leaning forward I pressed my
huge breasts and steel hard nipples tightly into his bulgingly muscular chest,
causing him to flinch in mild pain as I engulfed his mouth in mine.

"This is so fucking hot isn't daddy," I cooed softly into his mouth. "So
deliciously exciting?"

"You are just incredible," he gasped deeply in response. "My god your pussy is
so tight, so hot, I have fantasized about this moment for so long," he
admitted. "I have wanted you so bad Tiff."

"I know daddy," I giggled. Then shortly thereafter he came for the third time
and I had to admit I was impressed. The feeling of his hot seed coating the
walls of my vagina was fabulous.

After I had totally drained him yet again he looked at me in wonder and said
"you are totally amazing, magnificent, and irresistible."

I kissed him again in response, while squeezing his still granite hard cock
with my pussy. "Can you cum again for me daddy," I asked once our lips parted.

"I don't know," he sighed. "I have never cum this many times in succession."

"You will from now on sweetheart. Because now you belong to me, body and soul,
and I always make sure that my men fully satisfy me."

"Your men," he said somewhat surprised. "What do you mean, your men?"

I laughed, realizing that he hadn't heard a word I said before; when I told
him that I had decided to add him to my stable. So for the next few minutes,
as I continued to slowly fuck him I explained to my father that I was a
Dominatrix and that I currently owned over twenty massively muscled, and
extremely well hung men, and that I was their Mistress.

The look on his face was priceless. At first he appeared shocked, then proud
of the fact that his ultra sexy sixteen year old daughter was a Dominatrix.
Then he began to get nervous, and I could tell that he was afraid of me. God
it made me melt

"Ever since I was fifteen I have wanted to own slaves. The very idea of having
a man like you daddy, with all of these muscles, and such a magnificent cock,
as my own personal fuck toy turns me on sooooooooooo fucking much. I just love
walking into a room and having men who are so powerful, so strong, drop to
their knees before me. To walk around them with my heels clicking on the floor
as they look down terrified of what I might do to them, drives me fucking
wild. Knowing that any moment I could grab one or even two of them by the
hair, brutally drill their massive cocks into my scalding young cunt and fuck
them to death. I just love being me daddy, I love being a Supergirl. "

As you might imagine after hearing my explanation my father was stunned. "But
how is that you can control these men of yours," he asked, his breathing
ragged.

I giggled, "Do you mean despite being the most devastatingly sexy female you
have ever seen?"

"What if one of them tries to rebel, how would you stop him," he asked.

I smiled wickedly as I slid every rock solid inch of my father's cock into my
insatiable young cunt and held it there. "Why don't I show you," I cooed, and
then a split second later I triggered his fourth orgasm, forcing him to cum so
hard he actually dropped to his knees. As he did I casually stepped back,
reached down and grabbed a handful of his hair and forced him to look up at
me. "Watch daddy," I told him.

Letting go of him I turned, giving him a perfect view of my spectacular ass
and walked super erotically toward the weight benches he had set up next to
the pool. I smiled as I approached them counting the plates, impressed with
the amount of weight my father was working out with. Even though it was no
where near the amount I was capable of lifting.

"Eight and hundred and fifty pound," I purred, while walking around the
largest barbell there. "Are you actually lifting this daddy?" I asked.

Yes," he gasped. "I just started using it last week."

"How many reps can you do with it?"

"I did four last night."

"Very good sweetheart," I said sarcastically as I began to run the fingers of
my right hand along the gleaming steel of the bar. "Do you bench press it, or
curl it?" I asked.

He chuckled at my question. "I bench it, no one could possibly curl that
thing," he replied.

"Are you sure daddy?" I asked innocently, as I stood behind the huge weight
and wrapped my fingers around the barbell. A split second later as my father
watched in awe I pulled the weight off of its stand and began to effortlessly
curl it toward my huge breasts.

"My God Tiff you're lifting that thing like it almost weighs nothing," he
moaned, quite obviously stunned by what he was seeing.

"That's because I'm used to working out with much more weight than this," I
giggled.

"How much more?" my father asked.

"Why don't you try and guess the amount of weight I worked out with last
night," I told him.

"A thousand," he replied eagerly.

"More."

"Thirteen hundred."

"More," I smiled wickedly.

"My god," he groaned. "Fourteen hundred."

"You're getting closer," I purred, as I completed my twentieth rep.

"Fifteen hundred."

"No."

"Sixteen hundred," he said almost breathless.

"Exactly," I cooed. "While you were benching eight hundred and fifty pounds
last night daddy. I was curling sixteen hundred pounds, are you impressed?"

"You're incredible," he whispered.

"Yes daddy I am," I replied. "Now watch this." A split second later as my
father stared at me in absolute awe I pulled the barbell close to my chest and
began to actually bend it in half. I just love showing off like this, showing
bulgingly muscular supermen that no matter how massive their muscles might be
I was much stronger then they were. Almost effortlessly I continued to bend
the huge weight until both sets of plates were touching each other. Looking
down at my dad, who was beginning to tremble in a combination of fear and lust
I growled softly and tossed the mangled barbell aside.

"From this moment on daddy," I purred as I started to walk toward him. "You
will do absolutely everything I say. I will be in complete control of every
aspect of your life and your entire purpose for living will be to do as I say,
do you understand me?"

He looked at me then lowered his eyes and simply said "yes, Mistress "

I smiled back at him as I reached down and firmly grabbed a handful of his
hair. "Now be a good boy sweetheart and lick your Mistress clean, suck your
cum from my cunt babe." Then I pulled his head between my ultra shapely legs.

I shivered with excitement at his tongue started to lick me, I could feel his
cum still trickling downwards inside my pussy, I caressed his hair while
smiling down at him, watching him obey, watching his eyes flicker as he tasted
his own cum,

"Suck me daddy," I said softly. "Suck your cum from my cunt baby."

The feeling of ecstasy flowed through my body as I felt him licking and
sucking, I just loved the fact that my father was obeying me. It made me feel
so fucking powerful, as I looked down at him, a slave to my desires.

"No open your mouth wide daddy," I giggled. "I need to pee," wondering just
how he would react to my kinky demand. For me the feeling was amazing, I have
used many men as my own personal toilet before, but it never felt anything
like this, as I forced my own father to open his mouth wide under my pussy.

"Now look up at me my pet," I whispered, super seductively. "I want to peek
into your eyes as I piss in your mouth, and of course I would expect that you
will swallow all of it. I'm giving you a very precious gift daddy, so don't
waste it."

I shivered once again with excitement seeing his eyes open as he looked up at
me. I stared down into his eyes as I started to pee, enjoying the feeling of
pure lust and power that was surging through my magnificent body. Watching his
eyes flicker as he drank my urine, I was thrilled.

When I finished I commanded him to again lick my pussy clean. Only this time I
decided to cum in his mouth filling him with me delicious nectar.

As I continued to orgasm I imagined what it would be like to pierce his cock
and balls. I giggled as I thought about all of the horrific yet exciting
things I was going to do to my father. Once my delicious orgasm subsided I
layed down on a nearby lounge chair and ordered him to approach me on his
knees. As soon as he was close enough I began to run my fingers through his
hair as I explained to him some of my rules. I told him that from now on
anytime he was in his house he would be totally naked.

A quiver of excitement surged through my body when he replied, "Yes Mistress,
I am yours to command "

I smiled and then told him that he would always refer to me as "Mistress", at
home, in public, no matter who was listening, and if ever asked he will say
that he belongs totally to me and that besides being his Mistress I am also
his daughter. I then went on to tell him that I planned on going shopping in
about an hour and that he should be dressed and ready to take me wherever I
might want to go. I then dismissed him with a wave of my hand, slid back onto
the lounge chair and worked on my already deep, dark tan.

When the time arrived for us to leave I was nowhere near being ready although
my father was waiting in the garage for me to arrive. I made him wait an extra
fifteen minutes and when I finally did meet him he was standing by his BMW
with a raging hard-on. I was wearing a two piece leather and mesh outfit, the
top, a bustier, was trying as hard as it could to contain my huge breasts. The
bottom was a tiny mesh black thong that barely covered my cleanly shaven
pussy. On my feet was a matching pair of black granny boots with six inch
spiked heels. In a word I looked breathtaking. The look on my father's face
was priceless. In fact when he first saw me actually gasped out loud.

I smiled sensuously and as he opened the passenger side door for me I told him
that I hoped he brought his credit cards. He said that he had, closed the door
and walked around to the driver's side. As soon as he sat behind the wheel he
instinctively put his hand down to adjust his straining erection. As soon as
he did I reached out and grabbed it.

"Don't touch daddy," I purred. "From now you will not be allowed to touch your
cock unless I give you permission. Is that clear?"

He turned to look at me and said softly, "Yes Mistress!"

I released his hand which I noticed that he began rubbing because I squeezed
it pretty hard and soon we were on our way. I told him that I knew of a fetish
boutique where I wanted to take him so that I could pick out a collar among
other things for him to wear.

We had been driving for about five minutes and I hadn't said a word to him. I
was looking out the window when I decided to order him to take out his cock. A
few seconds later I heard his zipper being pulled down and then a groan since
it was obvious that removing his throbbing hard-on from the tight confines of
his pants was not easy.

"Stroke it for me daddy," I told him, still not looking in his direction.

Of course he did exactly as I told him. For the rest of the drive I didn't say
a word to him except to give him directions to our destination. The entire
time he slid his huge cock through his hand up and down, but at no time
approached an orgasm. I was very proud of him. When we finally arrived I
instructed my father to park around the back of the store in a small alley and
once the car was stopped and the engine turned off I finally turned to look at
him.

He looked at me and I whispered "Cum," and a split second later he exploded in
a violent orgasm which covered the steering wheel and console of his car. I
watched him spray his gorgeous tick sperm all over the place as he groaned
deeply. When he was finally finished cumming I said, "Now open my door."

He hesitated at first not sure what do since his cock, which was still rock
hard, was totally exposed, but he quickly realized that that was the way I
wanted him to be, so he got out of the car and walked around to my side his
gorgeous erection leading the way.

As soon as he opened the door and I stepped out I firmly grabbed his hard-on.
"You like being my slave don't you daddy?"

"God yesssssssss he moaned softly."

Smiling wickedly I then reached behind his head with my free hand and pulled
his mouth down to mine, a split second later I drilled my tongue half way down
his throat and kissed him super passionately for well over a minute while I
made sure I held his cock just right so that he wouldn't cum again. I felt
soooo sexy as my father wrapped his strong arms around and me and accepted my
fiery kiss.

Once our kiss was over I led him into the store through the back door.

I had a great time trying different collars on him until I found one that I
really liked. I also selected a leash as well as a very ominous looking
cat-o-nine-tails that caught my attention. I even had him pick out a strap-on
that I promised I would use on him once I thought he was ready.

I made it a point to have the female sales clerk assist me in finding a ball
stretcher. She was in her mid twenties, cute, but she wasn't even close to
being in my class. My father was so embarrassed when I had her try various
stretchers on him, his cock wavering in front of her face I even let her kiss
it a few times.

I asked about piercing, and she laughed saying that they could do that there,
she also suggested that his collar could be engraved with my name, showing
that he was my property.

That's when I had him tell her that he was my father, and she said I should
engrave the collar to say something like "Property of my Little Girl." I loved
the idea.

We then followed her into the backroom, with me pulling him by his huge
erection. There she pierced his cock and inserted a small ring. I also had his
tongue pierced and fitted with a ball stud. As he stood there submissively the
sales clerk told me that his penis would be sore for the next few days, but
there was no reason why I couldn't continue to fuck him. I smiled and turned
to step toward him. Reaching down I gently encircled the fingers of my right
hand around his still raging hard-on.

"Did you hear that daddy," I whispered. "She says I can still have sex with
you," and with that I began to slowly slide his throbbing thirteen inch cock
into my always ready cunt. With agonizing slowness I swallowed his huge
erection while I grabbed a handful of his hair and held him tightly. I fucked
him slowly, erotically for a minute or two and then I asked him if he wanted
to cum. He almost screamed that he did, so I let him, and he exploded in a
violent orgasm that just filled my sizzling young pussy.

Once I he was drained I let him slide out of my vagina and told the sales
clerk that I was going to look around the store some more and that if she
wanted she could use him for whatever she might have in mind. I also told her
that she could go ahead and engrave the collar. She thanked me and I left them
alone.

I browsed around the shop, selecting a variety of butt plugs, cock rings,
restraints for his bed, as well as his hands and legs. I chose a gag and some
very nice smelling lotions and lubrication.

The sales clerk was back in about twenty minutes and I couldn't help but laugh
seeing how embarrassed my father looked. I asked her how it went and she
couldn't say enough good things about him. She told me that he had cum in her
mouth and that she had cum in his. I smiled wickedly and once again grabbed
his hard-on. I just loved the power that I had over him. I admired his collar,
the lettering was beautifully done, in bright red standing out proudly,
declaring that my father did indeed belong to his "Little Girl"! I toyed with
the keys, keys that only I would have.

I then had him pay for my purchases, which totaled more than thirteen hundred
dollars, and then right before we left I thanked our sales clerk with a
sizzling, wet french kiss, during which I fingered her pussy bringing her to
two mind numbing orgasms. She was barely able to stand when I walked out with
my father on his brand new leash.

Once we were out in the alley I had him put the packages in the trunk and then
I pulled him close to me by his leash. "Daddy," I cooed ultra seductively.
"Your collar states that you now belong to me, that you are my property. That
means you must always do everything I tell you. If you don't then I promise
you will never, ever be permitted to touch me again, and I will most certainly
never fuck you again, so the choice is yours sweetheart," I giggled, kissing
him between words.

"Why don't we take a walk?" I suggested, wondering what his reaction would be.

"Like this Mistress," he asked, referring of course to the fact that his penis
was still completely exposed.

"Of course," I giggled, and then a split second later I turned and started to
walk down the alley toward the street, pulling on his leash, knowing he had no
choice but to follow. I began to wonder if anyone was watching, the thought
sent a shiver of excitement through my body. When we finally arrived at the
nearest street intersection I told him to drop to his knees and kiss my ass.

Totally humiliated he did exactly as I ordered. I allowed him a few moments to
worship my extraordinarily sexy ass before turning around and pulling his head
between my legs.

"There is just one thing left to do before we go home daddy," I purred. Then
before he even knew what was happening I released a long, hot stream of my pee
onto his face. I couldn't help but laugh as I watched my father try to swallow
all of it. Once I was finished he let his head fall downward, no doubt
extremely humiliated. Running my hands through his hair I whispered, "look at
me daddy." Slowly he raised his head and when I looked into his eyes I could
see that he was totally beaten.

Of course that's because I always win, even my own father has learned that.

I hope you enjoyed the story. Please let me know what you think about Tiffany
and the way she treats her father.