Stephanie McMahon: Daddy’s Little Slut – Hot incest story

Stephanie McMahon: Daddy’s Little Slut – Hot incest story

–CH 3–

“Stephanie, on second thought, maybe I’ve been a little harsh,” he told her, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “Maybe we can patch things up after all.”

She looked up and wiped her eyes.

“Oh, thank you, Daddy. I’ll do anything, I swear. I want to make things right between us.”

Vince grinned smugly.

“I’m glad to hear you say that.”

Resting back on the edge of his desk, he began to masterfully weave his evil plan.

“I’ve hired back a lot of people to this company, Stephanie. People I swore I’d never work with again. You know that.”

She nodded.

“People assume that I do it for the good of the business, but that’s not always true. Sometimes I do it for… well, for my own personal amusement. Just to see what depths they’d stoop to in order to come back to work here.”

Vince watched her closely. Was that a nervous swallow he detected?

“There have been a lot of desperate people over the years, but you know who my favorite people are to hire back?”

“N… no, Daddy.”

“Women. You know why?”

Stephanie’s eyes widened slightly.

“Because women,” he said as he lightly stroked his daughter’s face, “will do whatever it takes.”

Taking a step forward, Vince stood directly in front of Stephanie’s chair. Without offering any further explanation, he took hold of his zipper and slowly pulled it down.

As she realized what he was suggesting, Stephanie recoiled from the shock she undoubtably felt. She began to stammer, trying to find the words that could make him change his mind.

“Daddy, I can’t… n… no!”

“No? Stephanie, you just told me you’d do anything. You said you wanted to make things right!”

He peered into Stephanie’s brown eyes, which looked full of shock and disbelief. Maybe even a little bit of fear.

“But I’m… God, I’m your daughter!”

Vince chuckled softly.

“Is that right? Tell me, Stephanie, wasn’t it you who said on national television that you never wanted to see me again?”

Knowing that she had indeed said it, Stephanie had no response for him.

“In fact, I remember you saying that if I forced you to wrestle me, then I’d never see you again… I’d never be invited to your wedding… why, you said if you have ever children, I’d never even get to meet them! Is that right?”

Not bothering to wait for her to jump in, Vince kept on going, feeling his rage build.

“I remember you saying that if I put my hands on you in anger, then you wouldn’t consider me your father anymore!”

“Daddy, I…”

“SHUT UP!”

Vince watched Stephanie flinch back in her chair, clearly frightened by his outburst. He knew she had witnessed his temper over the years, though it had rarely ever been directed at her. Before she could think of something to say, Vince grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the chair.

“Get up, come over here.”

Vince dragged her towards the leather couch in his office and roughly shoved her down on the cushions.

“If I’m not your father anymore,” he began as he removed his suit jacket, “then I guess that means that you’re not my daughter! And if you’re not my daughter, then it sounds like you’re all out of excuses.”

Stephanie stared up at him, her jaw hanging open. Vince casually undid the button on his slacks.

“Don’t feel bad, Steph. You’re hardly the first person who’s done this to get their job back here. Hell, this has happened plenty of times.”

“I… no, I can’t do this. This is sick!”

“Don’t give me that. The sooner you start, the sooner it’ll all be over with.”

“No, Daddy. No!”

Defiantly, Stephanie attempted to stand. But with one strong shove, Vince simply pushed her right back down onto the couch. He grabbed a tight handful of her hair with one hand and used the other to undo his belt. With nothing left to hold them up, his pants slid down his legs.

“You want my forgiveness, you little bitch? Huh? Then, by God, you’re gonna EARN it!”

Feeling a powerful rush run through him, Vince jerked down his briefs. His big cock flopped out just inches from his daughter’s face.

“Oh! Oh… my God!”

Almost instantly, Vince saw tears welling up in Stephanie’s eyes. He could see the total disbelief she felt as she pleaded with him to re-think his twisted plan.

“Daddy… please, no!”

He simply stroked his cock, which was rapidly beginning to grow. Exposing himself to his own daughter this way had gotten him incredibly excited.

“Look at it, Stephanie. You ever seen one this big?”

He could tell by her face that she hadn’t. Stephanie tried not to look at the pulsing cock in front of her, but there was no way she could avoid it. Vince’s dick was immense, long and thick, like some sort of freakish salami. He bet that it was easily the largest one she’d ever seen.

Gripping her hair, Vince pulled his daughter’s head closer to his body. With his other hand, he started to shake his throbbing column of meat.

“Yeah, you can’t wait to get your lips around that, can you? Your mouth is watering just thinking about sucking this big dick!”

“N… no!” she whimpered pitifully, tears flowing. “Don’t make me do this!”

Vince’s lips curled with an arrogant smirk. Watching Stephanie beg and plead was even more fun than he thought it would be. Ignoring her, he aimed his cock at her mouth.

“Let’s go, Steph…”

Stephanie pressed her lips shut and tried to shake free of his grasp. Vince tightened his grip on her hair, pulling it sharply.

“It’ll all be okay, sweetheart. You’ll have your job back, you’ll have everything you want. Just be a good girl and open up.”

He pushed the head of his cock right up against his daughter’s lips. Stephanie twisted her head away and firmly planted her hands on the fronts of his legs, pushing and struggling, trying desperately to avoid her fate. Vince yanked on her hair to roughly twist her face back around to the front.

“Take it, Stephanie,” he told her sternly. “Take it…”

Tears streamed down Stephanie’s cheeks as she stared up at her father. They locked eyes and Vince felt another powerful, almost electric rush run through him. She had no way out, he knew. Christ, look how helpless and pathetic she was without him.

Vince knew perfectly well that he could force her to do it. Simply pinching her nose shut would cut off her air, meaning she’d have to open her mouth to breathe. But where was the fun in that? He wanted Stephanie to do it on her own, to make her own choice. Gripping his cock tightly, he smeared the head back and forth across her soft lips.

“I don’t have all day! It’s now or never, Stephanie. What’s it gonna be?”

As she shook with sobs, Vince saw his daughter’s fighting spirit slip away. He could see the defeat in her eyes. He knew he had her beaten.

Stephanie clamped her eyes shut and took a deep breath. A moment later, she parted her lips and let the mammoth cock slide past them.

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Stephanie McMahon: Daddy’s Little Slut – Hot incest story