Chapter 7

Tiffany Anderson didn’t know what to do. She’d left the room and gone and packed up to head home like Grant told her, but she’d stopped by the door to the master bedroom to let someone know she was leaving so they could lock up behind her. There she had watched as Grant tenderly made love to his big sister Fiona. Tiffany was so conflicted, part of her wanted to obey Grant and run home and let her Dad know that she and Tara belonged to him and give herself to him in every way, just like the fantasy she and Tara shared for years. However, another part of her, a growing part, wanted to belong to this man, because that’s what Grant was, a man. Where other guys in their school were boys, including most of the football staff, Grant was a man. More importantly, Grant was a gentleman. She watched as he made love to his sister, something she’d never seen before. A couple making love. Oh, she’d seen plenty of sex and lots of fucking, but what Fiona and Grant had just finished wasn’t fucking. It was beautiful and something she wanted in her own life.

What confused her was that until yesterday she’d thought of Grant as beneath her. Then she’d seen his Big Fat Cock, and it had been lust that had driven her. He’d humiliated her, shamed her, and part of her had thrilled in submitting to him, but it was still just sex and fucking. Well, not just sex, it was mind-blowing, orgasmic sex; like she didn’t know could really exist, but still just sex. Then this morning, he treated her and Tara less like possessions and more like valued members of his family. Not wanting them to suffer the stigma of being unwed teen mothers, he’d ordered them to get the morning-after pill and get on birth control. Not exactly what a master would do to a sex slave. Then after, when they’d gotten to school, he stood up for the twins against Brock and Chris, even going so far as to physically fight the wide receivers to keep them from taking her and her sister by force. That’s when things changed for Tiffany. She saw Grant differently. His willingness to risk being ridiculed worse if he lost and getting expelled if he won moved her heart.

Then to use his sharp mind to figure out they had a secret desire for their father and pushing to make it happen. All that combined to make her not want to belong to anyone but Grant McLoed, but he’d sent her away and she didn’t know what to do. Obey or beg to stay? Her eyes filled with tears as she realized that what she was feeling, that crushing emptiness inside was lust or friendship without realizing it she had gone and fallen in love with Grant McLeod and he had rejected her. Sent her to another man instead of loving her as he’d just loved his sister. Tears formed in her eyes. She wanted to march into that bedroom and demand he love her like she loved him.

However, she knew tonight it was important that Fiona have all his love and attention. Besides, he’d rejected her and sent her back to her dad. As much as it hurt, she knew Grant didn’t and wouldn’t ever love her like he loved Fiona and Abi. She’d made that impossible by acting the queen bitch to him all those years. Why would he want to love her after the way she’d treated him? Her heart was breaking, and she didn’t know what to do. She wandered downstairs to see Mrs. McLoed in the kitchen making a cup of tea. “Tiffany dear, are you still here? What’s wrong?”

One simple question set off the waterworks, and Tiffany poured out her heart to the older woman. Once it was all out there, Cecilia was holding the still-crying younger woman. “Well, that puts a whole new spin on things, doesn’t it? Can I make a suggestion?”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“Tonight, do what Grant told you to do. Go home, tell your dad what Grant said, but also tell him how you feel.”

Tiffany shook her head. “I don’t want to upset him. I love Daddy, just not like Tara does. She wants to belong to Daddy. She always has. They have a special bond he and I don’t have. I don’t want to hurt his feelings by telling him I don’t want to fuck him anymore. That I’ve fallen in love with a man who doesn’t want me!”

Cecilia pulled her into a hug and started rubbing her back. “Sweetie, your dad loves you girls very much. If he knows you want to be with Grant, he’ll send you back. He won’t be upset unless you get hurt in all this. However, if you tell Grant how you feel, I think you’d be surprised that he’ll accept you back. I love my son, but he’s still figuring out how to become the man he is meant to be. He sent you home because he respects your father and didn’t want to get between you and Tara and your relationship with Westly.”

“He doesn’t love me. I know it’s Abi and Fiona he loves.”

Cecilia smiled and shook her head. “Sweetheart, tell me this; does your Daddy love you or Tara more?”

Tiffany frowned. She knew that Tara and her dad had a special bond, but she never felt less loved by either of them. “Their bond is different, but I don’t think he loves her anymore or me any less. I think it’s just a different love.”

The older woman, Grant’s mother, and one of his lovers nodded. “Exactly, just like Grant is upstairs explaining to his sister, anyone can love more than one person. Grant loves me as his mother and now as a lover, just like he loves his sister as his sister and a lover. Does he love you yet? No, but I see what he doesn’t; what you don’t. He let you go tonight because he’s in danger of falling in love with you, and he didn’t want to stand in the way of what he thinks you want. A loving, intimate relationship with your father and sister.”

The younger woman’s heart jumped in her chest at that thought. “I’ve fallen head over heels in love with your son, Mrs. McLeod. I didn’t mean to, but I did and not being with him makes me feel empty and alone like I’ve never felt in my life.”

Cecilia smiled. “Honey, you’ve licked Grant’s cum out of my pussy and had my face buried in your sweet cunt too. It’s okay to call me Cecilia.” She pulled the girl onto her lap and held her like she was one of her children. “Go home tonight, like Grant asked. Tell your father what he said and tell him and Tara what you want. Then when your father releases you, make Grant see the truth; that you love him, want him, and belong to him. You know he plans to go to work out in the morning. Fiona will make sure of it. Come early and wake him like only a lover can. Tell him what you want and see what happens. I promise you he won’t turn you down, and if he does, we’ll just keep working at him until he sees the truth.”

Tiffany nodded and then kissed Cecilia. “Thank you, Cecilia. I don’t remember ever talking to my mother about things like this, but it’s nice having an older woman to talk to.”

“Well, since Grant is using your father as a male role model and mentor, you girls should come to me anytime you want some womanly advice.”

Tiffany tried to follow Cecilia’s advice and had been partially successful, she made it as far as the driver’s seat in her little Mini Cooper but when she tried to put the key in the ignition and drive away she just couldn’t bring herself to do it. She sat in her dark car and wept. The pain from being forced to leave her master was too much for her confused heart to take.

Westly Anderson was in incest heaven. His tight, outgoing cheerleader daughter had cum so hard on his cock that she was still unconscious from the fucking they’d just finished. He sat in the armchair facing his bed and just watched as his cum leaked out of his daughter’s perfect pussy. He wanted to keep her, but the reality of the situation was setting in. There was no way to keep her and her twin sister safe while they were at school. The only two solutions were to pull them out and let them finish their senior year home-schooled or send Tara back to Grant tomorrow, take his night with Tiffany, and let them go for good.

Despite the temptation to keep them and breed them, he wasn’t known for making stupid decisions. Yet deep inside, if he was honest, he wanted to keep his princess. He loved both of his daughters, but he and Tara had always had a special relationship, and he missed her once she’d hooked up with Chris Barrows and quit spending time with him. Knowing now that they had forced her to do so ate him up with anger and guilt. What he’d learned tonight about the football staff and boosters made him boil. He knew before the school year was done he’d see each, and every one of them, pay for using his princess and his other daughter as well.

“You’re thinking too much, Daddy.” He looked up into the not-so-innocent eyes of his daughter. “You are supposed to be fucking me tonight, Daddy. Why are you way over there? Come get in bed with me so I can get your Daddy Dick ready for you to really fuck me.”

Westly stood and growled. “You don’t know what you’re asking, Tara. I’m a real man. I’m not sure you can handle me really fucking you, Princess.”

She bit her lower lip. “Only one way to find out Daddy, come here and let me suck my Daddy’s Dick until he is good and hard and ready to fuck me like the horny little slut. I am for you.”

Westly couldn’t help himself as he came to the bed where his daughter was stretched out. When he got close enough, she turned and took his quickly hardening cock into her mouth and sucked and licked the combination of his and her cum off his dick, quickly causing him to go from semi-aroused to hard enough to crack diamonds. Her lips dragged over the shaft of his cock while her tongue kept running around the sensitive tip, dragging grunts and groans out of his mouth, and making his cock feel like it was in a warm, wet massage unit. He watched as her head bobbed up and down, taking more and more of him deeper and deeper into her throat. Westly suddenly pulled out of her mouth and flipped her, so she was now facing away from him. He rolled her over and pushed her face down into his bed. Then pulling her ass into the air he ran his newly hardened dick up and down her slit, gathering her wetness and getting his cock good and sloppy before driving deep into her freshly fucked cunt filling her again and slamming over and over into her forbidden pussy. He listened as she screamed out her pleasure as she came repeatedly. Driving deeper and deeper into her until he was pushing on her cervix and threatening to do exactly what he’d told her he’d do: fill her womb with his seed and plant a child in his own eighteen-year-old daughter’s womb. “YES DADDY, CUM IN ME! GIVE ME YOUR BABY! I WANT IT! I NEED IT! GIVE ME A BABY, DADDY, MAKE ME YOUR PRINCESS BREEDING SLUT! FILL MY NEEDY PUSSY WITH YOUR DADDY CUM. I NEED YOU TO GIVE ME YOUR BABY!” Tara was slamming her cunt back against his thrusting cock harder and harder. Constantly begging him to cum inside her. He felt her pussy tighten on his hard thrusting dick, milking him for everything as her screams changed from begging for his baby to “FUCK ME, I’M CUMMING! CUMMING ON MY DADDY’S DICK, CUMMING FROM DADDY FUCKING HIS BABY IN ME! SO GOOD! SO VERY GOOD! YES DADDY!!! FUCK I’M CUMMING AGAIN! YOU FUCK ME SO GOOD DADDY, NOW CUM FOR ME. FILL MY CUNT! FILL THE PUSSY YOU MADE JUST FOR YOU DADDY! MAKE ME YOURS AND GIVE ME WHAT I WANT!” She looked back over her shoulder reached back a hand and rubbed his face. “Stop fighting it, Daddy! I know you want me! I know you want to own me, to fill me UP, to watch me grow big with my daddy’s baby! Just give in because it’s what I want to. You fucking me, you giving me your baby, you and only you owning me, Daddy, that’s what I want.” Her cunt tightened and started convulsing around him as she came yet again. She bit her lip before her mouth opened and she screamed, “OH DADDY!! CUMMING!” Then she looked him in the eyes again and he could see her true want as she whispered. “Make me yours. Fill me with your baby. I’ll make you a daddy again. Just let yourself go.”