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Daddy makes you feel good

My fingers keep tracing her pussy lips, occasionally brushing her slit, causing her to shiver.  I keep at it for a few minutes until I feel my fingers wet from her juices.  I push the tip of my finger inside and move it gently in a circular motion while looking at her to see her reaction.  Her breathing has become rugged, and as the tip enters her vagina, a small soft moan escapes her lips.

  I smile and say "See dear?  Daddy makes you feel good.  Relax and leave everything to daddy.  You don't have to think. Daddy knows what's best for you and will tell you what to do". 

  As I say so I start moving my fingers faster.  Her moans are now audible, her eyes shut and her face completely red.  Time to finish this.  I move the fingers a bit higher and touch her clitoris.  The instant that my middle finger touches her magical bead, Tina arches her back and starts gasping and trembling.  My hand is completely flooded by the vaginal juices released by her climax.  I rub gently but rapidly her clitoris, causing her orgasm to keep going for a couple of minutes.  I stop, as doing more would cause her to faint and this would all be for naught.

  I take my hand off her pussy and put it on her shoulder.  She is panting, her flushed cheeks proof of the orgasm she just received.

Due to her climax, her brain is flooded with dopamine and oxytocin known to promote desire, motivation, closeness to others and affection, plus serotonin, which promote good mood and relaxation.  This is the best moment to push ideas on her brain.

"See honey, daddy loves you. Daddy makes you feel good.  Relax and leave everything to daddy.  You don't have to think. Daddy knows what's best for you and will tell you what to do. Daddy is here. Daddy loves you.  You are safe with Daddy.  Daddy takes the pain away".

I repeat this for about five minutes until I realize that Tina has fallen asleep.  I slowly raise her head from my leg, stand up, and gently put a pillow under it and bend to kiss her forehead.  Then I use a handcuff to connect her ankle cuffs to the bed and leave her to sleep.

  I am in no mood to cook dinner so I fix some cold sandwiches for me and Tina while thinking about today's events.  The goal of my actions is to redirect her fear gradually to the image of Jack, while letting her get used to me until it feels natural for her to be touched by me or being told what to do. 

By not letting her put the analgesic cream on her ass by herself, I had justification to touch her. 

  Keep it up long enough and she will get used it to the point that she would consider me touching her, normal.  Same goes with her masturbation.  She will gradually come to correlate her orgasm with my presence in her subconscious.  Adding to it my repeating to her that she does not need to think, that I know what's best for her, and so on, I will be hopefully able to reprogram her to be a "dutiful" daughter, willing to do anything her "daddy" wants.  More importantly, she will think that this is what she truly wants!

  While I make the sandwiches, I check on my tablet the hidden cameras in the basement, making sure that Tina is indeed asleep.  I have wired the entire house for video and sound.

  I let her rest for a couple of hours then I walk down to the basement again.  I look at Tina as she is curled in fetal position.  I sit by her side and start caressing her hair again while I say softly,

"Tina, honey, wake up".

I have to repeat myself three times before she slowly opens her eyes. As she does, memories of what happened come flooding back and her face becomes a show of fear, with her eyes darting left and right while I can feel her whole body tremble.

I keep caressing her hair,

"Honey, you haven't been to the bathroom all day, let daddy bring you there and help you shower, and after that, let's eat".

Saying so, I slowly stand up and gently put one arm under her shoulders and the other under her knees while still continuing to say that it's alright and she doesn't have to be afraid.  Tina is still trembling from fear, but she does not stop me from picking her up.  I can feel thought that she is still tense.  Well, what do you expect? Cum once and be happy?

I slowly ascend the stairs and then walk to the ground-floor bathroom while holding Tina on my arms.  As I go inside the bathroom, I let Tina stand on her feet, though my arm is still on her waist as I am afraid that her feet will give up.  I lower the seat of the toilet and then gently and slowly I push her to sit on it.  I can see that her ass is still in pain as she tries to put the weight on her legs instead of her buttocks.  I gently encourage her, "it's alright, Tina, you can pee now.  I know that you are holding it in all day but there is no need anymore, go ahead and pee".  Of course, as I say so I am also caressing her hair.  Try to imagine, a naked girl with bright red buttocks, in a half-seated position, trying her best to not let her pained ass touch the seat of the toilet, while a middle-aged man by her side caress her hair and tries to convince her to pee.  Weird, isn't it?  But there is method to my weirdness.  Any action that she takes after I tell her to do so, no matter if she would have done it anyway, corroborate her need to obey me.  It is a subconscious procedure that corrupts cause and effect and degrades her free will slowly.  After about five minutes Tina is at her limit, her legs shaking, unable to hold the weight any longer.  Seeing that I have no intention to stop until she pees, with a sigh she gingerly sits on the seat, wincing and whimpering from the pain, before finally relaxing her body and peeing.  Her cheeks are flushed from the shame of pissing in front of another person, while I still keep ruffling her hair and keep saying

"Good, baby, let go, there is no need to be ashamed of daddy, daddy loves you, daddy takes care of you".