For months afterward, things went back to normal. As normal as they could be, anyway. Brian kept his hands to himself and Rayven seemed to go back to being a normal teenager. At first it had been horribly awkward--the two spending tons of time in complete silence and constantly avoiding one another. Slowly, though, they began to get comfortable around each other again.

Until that word one day showed up again.

Brian walked in the door from work and she was studying in the living room. Math. He shuddered. Rayven looked up at him wide-eyed, the end of the pencil in between her bright pink lips. He froze.

“Rayv.” He greeted her flatly, ignoring the look in her eyes.
She held up a letter to him sheepishly, “I’m sorry, Daddy. My grades...kind of slipped and they want you to go to this meeting with me.”

His skin tingled at the use of that name as he swallowed nervously, “Rayven. I thought you were doing fine in school.”
Her eyes fell, “Not really...I just...didn’t want you disappointed in me, Daddy.”

“Stop it, Ray.” He walked past her to his room, slamming the door.
That evening at the dinner table was a little quiet, but she behaved.

*****


Brian ran his long fingers frustratingly through his longish hair. He could tell the teacher he currently faced had noticed. While he knew the simple move often made girls notice him, he didn’t do it on purpose, it was just a habit. He hoped the youngish, kind of gorgeous teacher would think his pinkening cheeks were him being attracted to her, instead of what was actually running through his fucked up mind.

Haner thought he had been safe. His daughter had been silent the whole way there, but had apparently just been biding her time. The moment before they reached the teacher’s office, Rayven had pulled back on his hand, making him turn instinctively to face her.

“You going to punish me for my bad grades, Brian?”

He closed his eyes momentarily, trying to will his hard-on away that had so rudely showed up. Growling to himself and at her, he narrowed his eyes--his last threads of restraint starting to chaff. Oh I’m going to punish you alright, but for that comment and not your grades dear.
He cursed to himself at the thought, and wanted to scream when they were followed by all sorts of filth.

“I understand it’s tough being a single dad, Mr. Haner, but the changes in Rayven have me a little worried.”

Ha. You have no idea.

“I know.” He ran his hands over his face, “I know, or hope, that it’s just a phase. She was always a good girl until recently.”

He wanted to cry when images ran through his mind of him controlling her orgasms, both of them lost is seas of pleasure.

“Just know that I take this very seriously and I’m doing what I can.” He made himself state instead of bolting out the door.

The teacher accepted this and they said their goodnights.

Brian did his best to calmly walk to the car, but the second they were out of earshot of the teacher’s office, she’d murmured--

"Daddy, show me what I need to do--"

He didn’t touch her, he didn’t yell. But he did whirl around and point a finger in her face, backing her up against a wall, hoarsely whispering at her, “Do you want me to get fucking arrested, Rayv!? Do you want them to take me away? Shut. Your. mouth.”

He bit back before I shut it for you as he stood up and glared down at her before turning on a heel and continuing on his way to the car.



The moment they were on the freeway, he could feel her eyes on him...and then a hand on his thigh.

“Ray.” He spoke sternly through clenched teeth.
She leaned closer, her hand groping his already hard length through his nice pants. He inhaled sharply.

“Rayven.” He grabbed her hand, “Behave. I could pull over and have my way with you now, or we could wait until we get home and you can get a proper punishment.”

His steeled brown eyes met hers in a flash before he was leaning on the door as he drove, long fingers grazing over his own face in contemplation in the silence. She calmed in her seat.

Forcing himself to act like everything was normal, the second they were both safely inside the door and hidden from the neighbors, Brian threw her over a shoulder and carried her to his room. She yelped, unable to comprehend why this move alone was so hot. He roughly threw her on the bed, stripping off his nice jacket that he’d worn to somewhat look respectable that evening.

“I only have so many toys in here, but it’ll do….” He whispered to himself as he pulled his shirt off over his head and went for his belt. Half way undone, he froze….staring at the black leather in his hands before slowly looking up at her on his bed. Unthreading it from his pants, he barked, “Naked. Now.”



She obeyed in a heartbeat, ripping off clothes as fast as she could. Soon she was on the bed, positioned seductively and licking her lips.

Lifting both her ankles with one hand, he put them on one of his shoulders, glaring down at her, “Rayven, you’re being such a naughty girl, and I’m guessing you’re doing in on purpose...but I’m not sure you’re going to like the lesson Daddy’s about to teach you.”

Rayven moaned and whined at his words, but the second her eyes fluttered shut, he held up her ankles in one hand and unleashed with the other--the belt cutting across the backs of her thighs--not quite to her asscheeks. He only hit her once, breathing hard as he stripped the rest of the way down.

Once he rubbered up, Brian climbed over her waiting body. Teasing the head of his hard thickness over her wet entrance, he gazed down at her, “You want this, Ray? You want my cock? You will get my cock tonight, but not in the way that you want. Tonight will be punishment, dear. Don’t ever taunt me in public like that again. If you need it that badly let me know at home, because otherwise they are going to take you away from me.” He pushed just the head into her as she moaned loudly, before pulling out.

Leaning over into his own drawer of goodies, he produced lubricant and a string of anal beads. Her eyes widened. While she had a decent amount of experience for a teenager, she’d never done anything anally.

“Brian?” Her facade fell and she finally questioned him.
“You’re the one who wanted it, darling. Just relax.” He took his time coating the beads teasingly in front of her, his mocha eyes dancing with lust.

Pushing the first one to her rear entrance, he pressed firmly until it was inside her.
Gasping and arching at the newness of it--at the overwhelming waves of pure abandon crashing over her, Rayven called out his name loudly before begging him,

“Bri--can I come, please Daddy let me come--” She writhed and sobbed, and as he pushed in the next one, he added--
“No, darling, not yet.”

Rayven sobbed louder, sensation consuming her as she dug her heels into the mattress. The third one entered her and she thought she might faint it felt so good--the feeling of being stretched that far with immediate relief after.

“Alright, baby girl. After the next one’s in, that’s when you may come. You ready?”
She nodded fervently and waited. He pushed only slightly at the toy, teasing her with the pressure before pushing it the rest of the way in. Once it was in her, her whole body wracked with sobs as she came loudly.

“Brian!!”

He watched her pussy glisten and licked his lips, “Long way to go, darlin’. Not nearly ready enough for me.”

While the beads were still in her, Brian lined himself up and smirked down at her as she breathed hard, matching brown eyes gazing back at him, “We’ll see how badly you still want me when the night’s over.”

When he slid fully inside her, he could feel the hard ridges of the beads inside her graze the underside of his cock through her thin walls. His eyelids fluttered as he fought to keep control. After only a few messy strokes for some relief, he pulled out again.



“Please, Daddy--”
He leaned over her and roughly smooshed her face in his hand, sneering at her, “It’s. Brian.”
She bit her lip and bucked her hips impatiently. Letting go of her face, his sneer turned into a knowing smirk as he pulled at the string of beads gently.

When the first popped out, she moaned loudly, running a hand down his chest. With the second, she arched and whimpered pathetically. After the second she gasped and clawed down his back--begging out loud for release.
“Not yet, Princess. One more, but you still can’t come for me yet.”

With the last one, she cried out and came anyway, shuddering helplessly under him. Once she was done, she slowly opened her eyes to look coyly up at him.

The brunette gave her a flat look, “Over. Legs open.” He didn’t move from over her as she positioned herself--bowing her back cutely to shove her ass in the air for him. Brian rolled his eyes, really wishing she didn’t get to him so fucking easily. He repositioned himself so his knees were inside hers and pushed at her back until she was flat against the sheets--legs spread wide before him. Reaching into his drawer, he grabbed a vibrator that made her go wide-eyed when he put it in front of her face.

“This ain’t as big as me, sweetheart, so you better be able to take it. Be a good girl, open that mouth.”
She knew exactly what she was doing--eyes teasing up at him as her lips closed around the toy. Rayven played it up, even using her tongue as he moved it in and out of her mouth.

When he pulled it back, a thin string of saliva still hung between the toy and her pink lips, making his dick twitch.
As he moved the toy out of her sight, he pushed his erection up against her backside, spanking one of her cheeks, “Ready?”

Not really caring about her answer, he found her already lubed rear entrance and pushed the rod in until it was mostly in her. She buried her face in the pillow under her, feet going up in defense behind her as she cried. It pushed her boundaries just barely too far, the pleasure disappearing under pain.
When Brian could see she was a little uncomfortable, he turned on the vibrator and started barely moving it.

“Oohhh--”

More than surprised at how easily the discomfort faded--swallowed by sudden, electric ecstasy, Rayven started fucking herself back onto the toy--not able to stop herself.

Her father grinned wide, “Nice.”

Wanting to control this more, he stilled her hips with a stern hand, and moved the device himself--turning up the vibrations slightly.
“You know the rules, baby girl. If you come, I’m leaving.”
Her tears wetted the pillow that she now cried and bit into in pleasure, “Please, Bri--”

Oh, fuck, how he loved the begging.

“What are you never doing again, Ray? Tell me.”
She whined, fighting hard to get out actual words, “F-flirting, w-with you in...public--”
“If you’re going to insist on doing this again, where is the only place it happens?”
“A-at home--”
“Good girl.”

Not gently, she was suddenly empty. While she had absolutely loved it and craved more, craved release--her body flushed nervously. She knew what was next. And she’d never done this.

Brian knew the waiting would get to her and also knew she’d stay completely still, so he paused--taking advantage of the opportunity to rein it back in, forcing his breathing steady. Moving again so his knees were now outside hers, he palmed and slicked himself up.

Rayven did her best to tell herself to relax when his steel length took her quickly and fully. He pushed all the way in--his skinny hips pressed up against her asscheeks, reminding her to be good.

This time, it was pain-fueled pleasure that rocketed through her--making her wonder how on earth this felt so divine.
Brian made himself wait, holding himself steady over while she adjusted to his girth.
“Fuck, Ray….” His eyes were squeezed shut as she squeezed around him.

“Brian…”

When he opened his eyes, he almost came right there. There she was under him, head bent back and back arched so her big brown eyes were staring up at him in want. Choking on his breath, he stuttered--
“Yes, dear?” He managed to get out in a deep, breathy whisper--breathing hard over her as she batted her eyelashes up at him while he was buried balls deep in her ass.
“Fuck me, Brian.”

He didn’t break her gaze as he pulled out and pushed back in. When she inhaled shakingly and her pink lips opened in a silent and surprised moan, his lips curved up in a slight smile.



“You like this, baby? You like me fucking you in the ass?” Brian sped up, thrusting more roughly now.
Her moans turned from silent to echoing off the walls fairly quickly. He wanted to tell her she was being punished, that it wasn’t supposed to feel good, that she was a bad girl--but he really couldn’t form too many thoughts or words as her hot tightness stroked him.

Brian in his younger days had always been proud of how long he could last. While he didn’t have meaningful relationships, at least women left his bed satisfied after a long night. But these days he didn’t have sex much and he was getting older. So when he had to push so hard to get into her unrelenting ass, he knew he didn’t have long.

“Just like last time, honey....you’ll get one more. When I come, you can come.”
She sobbed louder into the pillow--already dying for release. Brian went much harder, shoving up against her and into her so she’d know he was in charge.
“Daddy, please--” She cried, and whined louder when her hair got yanked.
“What did I tell you, Ray?!”
“Brian--please--”
“Don’t worry I”m almost there, baby--”

He could see and feel the fight in her that was her body telling her it both needed more and for him to stop. That also, for whatever reason, really got him going.

Brian couldn’t take it anymore.
“Now, baby, now--” He thrust hard two more times, shuddering into her as she clenched and cried around him.



Just like the time before, once he came, he wasn’t the dominating figure any longer. Easing out of her, he gently tucked her under his sheets and lay next to her. Running a long finger down over her high cheekbone as she hummed, he kissed her forehead, whispering--

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“No….” She smiled, eyes still closed and the blush of sex covering her neck and shoulders. Slits of brown eyes finally opened to meet his, “That was fantaaaastic, Brian…”

“Glad you liked it, baby.” He kissed her hair again, taking a deep breath at himself--unable to comprehend how they were going to stop doing this.
Instead of dealing with it, though, he only wrapped her protectively in his arms.

*******

Notes

Alright, this was supposed to be a one-shot and not really have a second chapter, but......THANKS GHOST. You have ruined us ALL!! ; )

You CAN'T tell me it's not hot, though.