Chapter 3: The Tale of Three Sisters

Kate marched into Lidia’s office, her eyes flashing with fury, every muscle in her body taut with anger. “You bitch!” she spat out, her voice laced with venom. “You used me, manipulated me, just to get into my dad’s pants!”

Lidia’s eyes widened in surprise at Kate’s sudden eruption. “Maya must have spilled the beans,” she muttered, her tone defensive.

“You bet she did!” Kate snapped. “And don’t even get me started on your so-called ‘open marriage’ idea. That was just another one of your sneaky plans to get closer to my dad!”

Lidia’s face fell, her expression a mix of guilt and resignation. “Kate, please, hear me out,” she pleaded. “I swear, I never used our friendship as a means to an end. My feelings for your dad ... they just developed over time.”

Kate’s anger was now replaced by confusion and disbelief. “You’d risk everything, even your marriage with John, for my dad?” she asked, her voice laced with scepticism.

Lidia’s eyes softened as she motioned for Kate to take a seat. “You knew what a monster my stepfather was, I wanted my first time to be special, and your dad ... he was perfect. Oh Kate I couldn’t get over that night, and I knew you’d understand what it feels like to be with your father. I wondered, how could you resist him after he initiated you, if he was my father I would have married him, and fucking his brains out now?”

Kate was stunned by Lidia’s words, heart skipped a beat. She had never shared her own experience with Lidia as it was their family secret, but she knew the truth. She remained silent, her mind racing with thoughts of her own initiation. Kate’s mind flashed to her conversation with Grace, questioning their decision to refuse their father. She bit her lip, unsure how to respond.

Lidia mistook Kate’s silence for agreement. “I knew your mom’s passing left him lonely, so I took a chance and seduced him. It was the best decision I ever made. And with Maya leaving soon, I want to be there for him.”

“What about John?” Kate asked, her voice laced with disgust.

“Oh, John and I have an understanding,” Lidia replied nonchalantly. “As long as I turn a blind eye to his little flings, he won’t interfere with my life. And Kate, he’s got his eyes on you, too.”

Kate’s anger flared anew. “Over my dead body! Tell him to stay away from me.”

Lidia’s tone turned sarcastic. “Relax, Kate. Lucas is already in on this, and we’re all partners in the firm. You don’t want our personal drama to affect our business, do you?”

Suddenly Kate’s face contorted with concern. She knew Lidia was right. They had worked tirelessly to build their law firm, and she couldn’t let their issues tear it apart.

“Kate, honey, I love you. You’re my best friend. You’re blowing this out of proportion. It’s not like you or your sister’s wanted your dad, so why be mad at me for going after him?” Lidia’s words were laced with genuine affection and worry.

Kate’s emotions were in turmoil. She stood up, her body rigid with conflicting feelings. Without uttering a word, she turned and walked out of the office, leaving Lidia alone with her thoughts.

Maya’s Initiation

The sun cast a warm glow across the room as Maya stepped into her father’s bedroom, her heart pounding with anticipation. She had prepared for this moment, ready for the man always desired—her own father. On the nightstand, she saw the dildo and a pill lay waiting, a silent witness to the drama that was about to unfold.

“Come on, darling,” William said, his voice gentle and fatherly. “Don’t be nervous. I’m here for you.”

Maya feigned nervousness, taking slow steps towards her father. “Daddy, I’m scared.”

William’s eyes softened as he pulled her into an embrace. “It’s okay, my sweetie. I’ll take care of everything. You don’t have to worry.”

As he held her, Maya’s heart raced. She knew this was her chance to make her move. “But Dad, I thought ... I thought we’d have sex. Like you did with Grace and Kate.”

William’s expression turned serious. “No, my darling. We don’t have to go that far. I’ve prepared a special pill to break your hymen, and the dildo with my semen will convince the Zealous officers. It’s necessary to fool them and protect you.”

Maya’s eyes widened in feigned shock. “You mean you didn’t actually have sex with Grace and Kate? But why, Dad?”

“To protect them, my dear. Just as I’m protecting you. This initiation ceremony is a twisted tradition, and I won’t let any harm come to my daughters.”

Maya’s heart pounded with excitement as she played her part. “But Dad, you’re denying me the sacred experience of losing my virginity to the person I love the most. It’s my right, every daughter has it, and you’re robbing me of it!”

William’s eyes narrowed, a hint of suspicion creeping in. “Maya, this ritual was created by perverted men to satisfy their own lust. I won’t let you become a victim of their twisted desires.”

“How can you say that, Dad? The father of this country created this sacred tradition. Are you mocking his legacy?” Maya’s performance was convincing, her words calculated to push William’s buttons.

William stared at his daughter, disbelief etched on his face. “Maya, you can’t be serious. Your virginity is not my right to take. I won’t do this.”

“But Dad, it’s your duty to teach me about sex. Make my first experience wonderful, I want to learn everything from the person I trust “ Maya pleaded, her voice laced with false desperation.

“No, Maya. I can’t do this, you are my daughter” William refused, his resolve firm.

Maya knew she had to up the ante. “Dad you leave me no choice, according to Section 247B of the SSA Law, a child can demand sex from a parent if they refuse, unless there’s a valid reason for them to deny it.”

William’s eyes widened at Maya’s knowledge of the SSA acts. She pressed on, “And if you still refuse, I’ll have no choice but to report you, Grace, and Kate to the Zealous officers. I don’t want to, but I have to fight for my rights.”

William’s face paled at the thought of his daughters being taken away by the Zealous officers. “Maya, please, you don’t understand. Grace and Kate didn’t want to have sex with me. I was protecting them, just as I’m trying to protect you.”

Maya scoffed, playing her role perfectly. “Don’t lie to me, Dad. I know you’re just trying to trick me, like you did with my sisters. You denied them their right, I won’t fall for your lies, I still can’t believe you betrayed them like that, what father does that to his kids.”

“Maya, please. I love you and your sisters more than anything. I’d never do anything to hurt you,” William pleaded, his voice filled with genuine emotion.

“Then why deny me this, Dad? It’s my first sexual experience. Why make it worse by refusing me my rights?” Maya’s voice trembled, her performance reaching its climax. “I’ve seen the way you look at me, how you get boner when I walk in my panties. I know you want me, too.”

William’s breath hitched in his throat. Maya’s words struck a chord, revealing the truth he had tried to suppress. He had struggled with his desires for her young body, especially since she bore such a striking resemblance to his late wife. But he knew the consequences of giving in.

William’s heart ached as he realised his youngest daughter’s determination. He knew Maya’s stubbornness well, and after a moment of hesitation, he relented. “Alright, Maya. I’ll do it. But it’s a one-time thing, and you must promise me two things. First, you won’t tell your sisters, and second, you’ll never betray them.”

Maya’s heart raced with victory. She had her father right where she wanted him. “I promise, Dad. I’ll be waiting for you in my bedroom.” With a final glance, she left the room, leaving William stunned and reeling from the intensity of their exchange.

The air in the hallway seemed to crackle with anticipation, an electric tension that mirrored the storm of emotions raging within William’s heart. He stood outside Maya’s bedroom, his breath coming in shallow gasps, his fingers trembling as they curled into tight fists. This moment, this decision, would change everything, and there was no turning back. The thought of crossing the threshold into forbidden territory, of having sex with his own daughter, both terrified and exhilarated him. He fought to control his racing pulse, his mind a battlefield of desire and doubt. Taking a deep, steadying breath, he inhaled the air around him, and it was then that he caught the faint, yet unmistakable scent of Maya’s perfume. It was a fragrance he knew intimately, one that had always reminded him of his late wife, her vibrant spirit and boundless energy. But now, on the night of Maya’s initiation, it held a different meaning. With each passing second, the air grew heavier, as if the very atmosphere was conspiring to push him forward, to make him take that final step. The scent of Maya’s perfume, now stronger, was a heady mix of seduction and temptation, a silent invitation that whispered in his ear, urging him to embrace the unknown, to surrender to the passion that awaited him on the other side of the door. And so, with a final, resolute breath, William reached for the doorknob, his heart pounding so fiercely he feared it might give him away. But he knew that there was no turning back now.

As William stepped into the room, his breath caught in his throat at the sight before him. There stood Maya, his daughter, a vision of ethereal beauty, adorned in a ravishing red prom dress that clung to her curves. The fabric hugged her slender waist, emphasizing the gentle flare of her hips, and the dress’s deep V-neckline hinted at the swell of her small breasts, a tantalizing glimpse of her womanly allure. Her long, dark hair tumbled in cascading waves down her back, framing her delicate features and accentuating her flawless complexion. Her blue eyes, like sapphires shimmering in the light, sparkled with a mixture of excitement and unwavering determination. At eighteen years old, she exuded a maturity beyond her years, a woman ready to claim what she desired. Her lips, full and red, curved into a seductive smile as she locked eyes with William, her father, the object of her forbidden affection. Maya’s allure was magnetic, drawing him closer, ensnaring him in her web of sensuality. Maya’s beauty was not just physical; it was an aura, a captivating presence that filled the room, leaving William entranced. Her every gesture, every tilt of her head, and every breath she took was a sensual dance, a performance designed to seduce and captivate. William realised that his daughter was not just the little girl knew, but a woman ready to conquer and possess the heart of the man she desired—her own father.

“Baby, we shouldn’t do this,” William whispered, his voice barely audible. He knew his words were futile, as Maya’s resolve was unyielding. She had made up her mind, and nothing would stop her.

Maya slowly took a step forward, her perfume enveloping William like a seductive cloud, stirring his senses. “Kiss me, Daddy,” she whispered, her breath hot against his ear, sending shivers down his spine. William felt her words were like a spell, weaving a web of desire around him, and he found himself drawn into her orbit, unable to resist the temptation. As father and daughter’s eyes locked, a silent communication passed between them, speaking volumes without a single word. William’s gaze softened as he looked into Maya’s eyes, seeing beyond the innocence of a daughter, and instead, beholding a woman, a lover, a temptation he had tried to deny but could resist any longer. His heart raced as he was about to surrender to the inevitable.

In a moment of pure, unadulterated desire, William leaned in, his lips brushing against Maya’s lips softly, a gentle prelude to the passion that was about to unfold. Maya’s heart raced, feeling her father’s lips brushed against her, she responded with eagerness, parting her lips, inviting him to delve deeper, to explore the sweetness of her mouth. At that moment their kiss ignited like a wildfire, William’s restraint crumbling as he kissed her with a hunger that had been simmering for far too long. Their tongues entwined in a sensual dance, exploring and tasting each other’s mouths with passion. The exchange of saliva was like a heady elixir, fueling their desire, connecting them in a way that words could never express.

William’s fingers dove into Maya’s lush hair, the silky strands sliding between his fingers as he held her face with a gentle yet possessive grip, their desire igniting like a wildfire. Maya’s breath quickened, her moans becoming a soft melody of pleasure, As their lips remained locked in passion, William’s hands tightened in her hair, guiding her, controlling the rhythm of their kiss. Maya’s body pressing against his, her breasts crushed against his chest, her nipples hardening into taut peaks. The friction of their clothed bodies created a delicious friction, heightening their arousal. Maya’s hands roamed over William’s broad shoulders, her fingers gripping his shirt, as if afraid he might disappear if she let go. She arched her back, offering herself to her father, her body a canvas of desire, waiting to be explored. William’s kiss deepened, his tongue tracing the contours of her mouth, tasting her, claiming her as his own. The room seemed to spin around them, the world fading away, leaving only the sensations of their lips, tongues, and bodies intertwined.

“Daddy, do you want me?” Maya’s voice was laced with desire, her breath hot against his chest. William could barely speak, his throat dry. He nodded, unable to deny the truth any longer. Maya saw the desire in her father’s eyes, a desire she had always craved to see.

“Say it, Daddy, please,” she pleaded, her voice a mix of innocence and seduction. Maya yearned to hear her father express his want, to confirm that she was the object of his desire. William, overcome by his daughter’s plea, pulled her even closer.

“Yes, baby, I want you,” he whispered, his voice hoarse with passion. With that, he kissed her feverishly, their mouths moving in perfect harmony. William’s hands shook with a mixture of desire and trepidation as he traced the curve of Maya’s back, his fingers deftly finding the zipper of her dress. With a slow, deliberate motion, he slid it down, the fabric slid down her body, until it pooled at her feet, leaving her exposed in her delicate pink lingerie. Maya’s body was a work of art, a vision that rivaled the beauty of her late mother. William’s breath caught in his throat as he gazed upon her perfect, petite breasts, barely contained by the sheer lace of her bra. William’s hand trembled as he placed it on her bra, his fingers gently squeezing, feeling the softness of her flesh, the weight of her desire. A soft gasp escaped her lips, a sound of pleasure and surrender, as she reveled in the feel of her father’s hands on her body, claiming her, awakening her to a new realm of passion. Her nipples strained against the lace, begging for his attention, for the touch that would ignite the fire within her. William’s gaze burned into her, his eyes dark with desire, as he savored the sight of his daughter’s beauty, a beauty he had helped create. His fingers teased the edge of her bra, his touch feather-light, sending shivers down her spine. Maya’s breath quickened, her body trembling, as she awaited the inevitable.