Previous stories:
Tiffany’s Agenda | Tiffany’s Nightmare | Tiffany in the Shower | Tiffany Goes Naked | Tiffany’s Toy | Tiffany’s Handstand | Tiffany’s Kisses | Tiffany’s Underwear | Tiffany’s Intervention | Tiffany’s Deal | Tiffany’s Discipline | Tiffany’s Movie Nights
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Author’s Note: This is the FINAL Tiffany story… sort of! You can get the entire saga as an e-book at AllTheseRoadworks.com right now – and it comes with a bonus story, “Tiffany in the Supermarket”, which is exclusive to that e-book version! (Click here to view in store.)
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Dan had drawn a line in the sand with his slutty daughter 18-year-old Tiffany. There would be no more whorish kisses between Tiffany and her father. She would no longer be allowed to touch his cock, or to suck on it. They would not watch pornography together, or talk about sex in any way.
“But why not, daddy?” Tiffany pouted.
“Because the more I let you do with me, the more you ask for, and what you want is for me to fuck you in that virginal little cunt of yours,” her father replied. “And if I do that, you might get pregnant. Heck, I think you *want* me to get you pregnant.”
“But daddy,” said Tiffany, in a kittenish voice, “don’t you like it when I make you cum?” She drifted closer to him, her lips parted, her hand reaching for his cock.
He slapped her across the face, and pushed her back.
“Don’t be a slut, Tiffany,” he said. “We’re done with this. End of story.”
But it wasn’t the end of the story, and the next morning at breakfast, Tiffany had her response.
“If you’re worried about getting me pregnant, daddy, it seems there’s an easy solution,” she said.
“What?” said Dan. “And don’t say birth control. You know it’s never a hundred percent effective.”
She giggled. “No, daddy. I just have to go and fuck other boys until one of them knocks me up. Once I already have a baby in me, you won’t need to worry about getting me pregnant.”
Dan’s eyes widened. “You can’t do that, Tiffany,” he told her.
Her eyes twinkled with mischief. “Try and stop me, daddy. I’m going to organise to be gangbanged by all my school friends on the weekend… unless you let me play with you before then.”
Dan said nothing to her in response, and let her go to school – but the threat enraged him. It was not only the thought of Tiffany getting pregnant, but the idea of her fucking other boys. Dan had come to see his daughter as his own sexual toy, and now, after he had already told her that he wasn’t going to use her himself, he found that he didn’t want to share her.
But what could he do?
He found himself masturbating, late at night, thinking of his daughter being gang-raped by her school friends. He pictured her nude, her tits swollen with milk, her belly bulging with a baby.
When he came, he ejaculated into a condom, and the next morning he poured the contents over Tiffany’s breakfast, as she watched. He may not be fucking her, but Tiffany had successfully convinced him that his erections were her fault, and that their consequences were her responsibility to dispose of.
Tiffany ate her cum-flavoured breakfast while smiling.
“I could lock you up, you know,” said Dan. “Chain you up in your bedroom, so that you can’t fuck anyone, until you come to your senses.”
“I can scream very loud, daddy,” said Tiffany. “I think the neighbours will hear me. And then they’ll want to know why you have your daughter chained up.”
He was so frustrated by this that he pulled her away from the table, pulled down her skirt and panties, and spanked her cunt. But it was no use – she just giggled and moaned and orgasmed, as usual, and then Dan was left wanting to fuck her more than before.
The truth was, he *wanted* to take his daughter’s virginity. He wanted to push his cock into her tight little cunt and fuck her so hard she screamed. She had been cockteasing him for months, and the fact that he had denied himself the pleasure of actually cumming in her womb had made it all the more desirable to him.
She went to school again. Tomorrow would be Friday, and after that would be Saturday, and his beautiful slutty daughter would be gang-raped, and possibly impregnated.
That night he tried to bargain with her.
“Okay, honey, let’s make a deal,” he said. “You can play with my cock again – and suck it – but there’s to be no more talk of me fucking your pussy, understand?”
Tiffany just giggled, and knelt in front of him, and took out his cock and began to suck on it. It felt amazing. But Dan should have grabbed her hair and forced her, so that she couldn’t pull away, because as he neared orgasm, she pulled back, and laughed, and said, “You know where it goes if you want to finish, daddy. And I’m not making any deals. Either you fuck me, or I get gangbanged.”
Dan wasn’t about to be left with blue balls, so he chased his daughter across the house, and slapped her, and dragged her to his bedroom, and stuffed his cock back into her mouth, raping her face until he orgasmed and shot his sperm down her throat, and afterwards she thanked him and sucked his cock clean and then cuddled with him, nude, on his bed, stroking his cock and trying to entice him into fucking her cunt.
The problem remained.
Late at night, as Tiffany slept, Dan made some calls, and some preparations. And then he masturbated, thinking of how good it would feel to penetrate his daughter’s fuckhole, and just hold her down as he used her for the purpose she was made for.
The next morning he fed her his sperm, in a cup. It was two loads.
“Drink it for daddy, cunt,” he said to Tiffany. She smiled, and did, draining it in a single gulp.
He watched, and waited – and a few minutes later, her legs went weak, and her eyelids drooped, and then she fell to the floor, unconscious.
He had drugged the semen. She would be out for a few hours.
He stripped her naked – because she looked better that way – and bound her hand and foot. He would have liked to gag her, but it simply wasn’t safe to gag an unconscious person. But what he did have was a de-barking collar, designed to teach pets, and he buckled that around her neck. He had obtained it yesterday, after Tiffany had mentioned how loud she could scream, and the collar would give her an agonising electric shock if she raised her voice.
His daughter looked so sexy like that – sleeping and helpless – that he then took out his cock and masturbated quickly. He aimed his cock at his daughter’s face and tits when he ejaculated, and then reached down afterwards to rub his sperm into her skin. He even pressed his cock against her lips, and was delighted when she instinctively accepted it, even in her sleep, and began to suck it clean.
Then he lifted Tiffany’s unconscious body and took her to the garage, where the car was waiting, its boot open. He packed Tiffany into the boot, then closed it with her inside. There would be airflow to her coming from the partition into the main body of the car, and she would be safe in there for a few hours.
Then Dan put some suitcases in the back seat, got into the driver’s seat, and began to drive.
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When Tiffany woke up, she was in an unfamiliar room. She was naked, and there was a locked leather cuff on her ankle, which was connected by a thick chain to a bracket on one wall.
What was worse, there was a device of metal and leather locked in place around her waist and groin, where her panties would normally go. There was something attached to the inside that was pressing up into her pussy and her anus – a pair of dildos, it felt like.
“Daddy?” she called – and then jumped. She had received a shock, from the collar around her neck!
But nevertheless a door opened, and Dan entered the room. He looked down at his daughter and marvelled again at how beautiful she looked, naked, helpless, collared, and a little afraid.
“Good morning, my little slut,” said Dan. Tiffany had taught him to break down his reluctance to insult her and call her names, and it was helpful to him to objectify her right now, and treat her not as his daughter, but as a broken sex-toy that needed fixing.
“What’s happening, daddy?” asked Tiffany – and was shocked again.
“Ssh, cunt,” said Dan. “No talking. I’ve just abducted you, until you can get your head straight. That collar will keep you from making noise – but even if you do, I’ve taken us to a cabin down by the coast, along an isolated stretch of beach, miles from anywhere. No one will hear you and no one will bother us here.”
He pointed to the belt around your waist. “That’s a chastity belt, and you’re going to wear that from now on so I won’t be tempted to fuck you there. There’s no key for it – it’s on a time release. It will only come off three times a day, for you to use the toilet. And I think you can feel it’s got little dildos inside you, because I know you’re a slut who needs her pussy stimulated, and so if you’re a good girl you can have this.”
He took out a remote, and pressed a button, and the dildos inside Tiffany’s cunt and anus began to vibrate. Tiffany moaned with pleasure.
“See?” said Dan. “Rewards for good girls. But if you’re a bad girl…”
He pressed another button, and Tiffany yelped as the objects in her fuckhole and ass discharged small electric shocks.
“So what we’re just going to do is stay here for a while, maybe a couple of weeks, until you learn that daddy will use your body for whatever he wants, but he will never, ever use your cunt, And nor will anyone else, ever. You’ll stay a virgin forever.”
He came over and patted her on the head. “I know it’s not what you want, honey, but daddy knows what’s best for you.”
Then he took out his cock and pushed it against her mouth.
“Now be a good fuckslut for daddy and suck daddy’s cock,” he told her.
He realised, as she sucked on his cock obediently, that she was crying. And it wasn’t because he was raping her face, or even because he had her tied up. She was crying because she was coming to understand that her daddy really, truly wasn’t going to fuck her pussy.
Her tears, she found, just made the blowjob that much hotter.
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For the first time in their relationship, Dan was truly in control of his sexual interactions with his daughter. She would do what he wanted, exactly as he wanted, and no more. And it was intoxicating to truly use her as his toy.
He slapped her face a few times, just because it was fun, and then experimented with slapping her tits until she began to cry, before pushing his cock back into her mouth. With the collar around her neck, she made no sound, but the remote that was connected to her chastity belt told him that her cunt remained wet even when she was crying, so he experienced little guilt at using her in this way.
In the afternoon, he experimented with forcing Tiffany to tongue his asshole, which turned out to be quite pleasurable, and in the evening, when her chastity belt came off to allow her to toilet, he found himself thinking about *her* asshole. He could hardly get her pregnant by fucking her there.
And so, before her chastity belt went back on, he bent her over a chair, and wiped a hand over her pussy, finding it wet. He used her pussy juices to generously lubricate her asshole, and then he gently pushed his cock against her sphincter.
He took it easy on her, that first time – he didn’t want to damage her – barely pushing the tip of his cock inside her, just forcing her sphincter open and then slipping inside a little. He thought it hurt her a little, but that was fine – a slut like her deserved a little pain – but also it caused her to make slutty moaning noises, and it didn’t take Dan long to find himself ejaculating into his daughter’s butthole.
He used her mouth to clean his cock, then had her squat over a bucket until all the cum had run out of her, before locking the chastity belt back in place. He pointed to the bucket.
“Make sure you drink all that, princess,” he told her. “It’s all the food you’re getting today. I want you nice and hungry for more cum tomorrow.”
Then he left her in her room. He set the chastity belt to a setting he thought of as “confused sleep”, where the dildos would vibrate inside her all night long, but randomly shock her at unpredictable intervals. It should stop her from getting a deep sleep, and leave her confused and suggestible for tomorrow.
He fell asleep certain in the knowledge that he was about to finally solve the problem of his daughter, and reach a happy state where she was his personal, submissive fucktoy, without the mischief and seduction that had been her default state of behaviour since she turned 18.
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He woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of a door banging shut. It took him a moment to register it, and then he was up, wide awake, leaping for the light switch.
When the lights came on, the situation became apparent. Tiffany was not in her room. The leg cuff was empty, and her chastity belt lay discarded on the ground. There was no sign of the de-barking collar, and he could only assume she was still wearing it.
He had no idea how she had gotten free, but she had always been a little cleverer than he anticipated. Had she picked the lock with something she had found in the cabin? Had she managed to wiggle them free without unlocking them? Were the restraints simply defective?
It didn’t matter. She had just left the cabin – and she could only have one thing in mind. She would not be interested in telling the authorities or seeking safety – Tiffany held no real grudge against being abducted and raped, and in fact on many levels she had obviously enjoyed it. But she would be seeking someone to fuck, so that she could become pregnant, and remove her father’s objection to cumming in her pussy.
Dan had slept in the nude, and he cast about now for some clothes to wear – but his suitcase was nowhere to be found. Tiffany must have hidden it – and she wouldn’t have had time to hide it well. It was likely in a cupboard or suchlike. But nor did Dan have time to search for it. No one would see his nudity – that was the whole point of coming to this remote location.
And so, completely naked, Dan ran out into the night, chasing after his daughter.
He didn’t take long to catch up to her. The road that led to the highway was gravel, hard on naked feet – but an alternate path of dirt led down towards the beach. Dan made an assumption that Tiffany would have taken the easier route – and after a few moments of running, when he crested a dune and looked down upon the shoreline, he saw he was right. There was Tiffany, completely naked, her tits silhouetted against the moon.
She wasn’t running, just idly strolling, kicking at the sand and letting the waves wash across her feet. The tide was out, and the beach sand was packed hard and flat. The beach stretched for maybe a kilometre, and there wasn’t a single other living soul to be seen.
Dan began to run towards Tiffany, and she didn’t seem to see him until he was only a couple of dozen metres away. When she did see him, she started to run – but Dan had more momentum and he was faster…
… and possibly, in the end, Tiffany didn’t really *want* to escape.
He tackled her, bringing her down to the sand, and then he was on top of her. Her back was to the sand, and Dan’s knees were between her legs, forcing them apart. He grabbed a handful of her hair, and with the other hand he slapped her across the face twice, and then the tits.
“Why are you like this?” he screamed at her. “Why can’t you just be a normal girl? Why does everything have to be a battle.”
She opened her mouth – and paused, knowing she would be shocked by her collar if she spoke. But then she smiled, and spoke anyway.
“You know what I want, daddy,” she said – and then yelped, as the shock hit. But she continued. “I just want you” – shock – “and then all my games are done” – shock.
He slapped her again. She made such a cute gasp when she was slapped. He felt his cock hardening rapidly.
Beneath him, Tiffany tried to struggle – a token effort, but it forced him to grab her wrists and pin them against the ground. His body leaned forward, and the tip of his erect penis tickled his daughter’s wet cunt.
“Rape me, daddy,” breathed Tiffany.
She struggled some more, and in pinning her Dan’s cock moved again. Now it was parting her pussy lips. He could feel the wetness and warmth of her labia on either side of the tip of his cock.
“There’s only one way this can end, isn’t there?” said Dan.
Tiffany bit her lip, and nodded.
Dan looked at his beautiful, slutty daughter. He saw two Tiffanys. One was a beautiful, innocent, 18-year-old girl who loved her father more than anything in the world, and wanted to be loved – fully – in return. The other was an object, a porn doll, a sexy toy designed exclusively to be abused, degraded, and ejaculated into.
They were both Tiffany. They were both his daughter.
“Tiffany,” he breathed. “You are a disgusting little slut. You are a whorish animal. The only reason you exist is to be raped.” He paused, and then added, “I love you so much.”
And then he pushed his cock into his daughter’s cunt.
It was every bit as good as he had imagined, and Tiffany’s whole body tensed with desire as his dick slid into her fucktunnel.
“I love you, daddy,” said Tiffany, and the shock she received for speaking only seemed to make her more aroused.
And then there was nothing but the joy of using his daughter as she was made to be used. Every thrust of his cock into her tight virginal rapehole felt like heaven. He let go of her wrists, and put his hands on her tits, squeezing them, pinching the nipples, and in response Tiffany wrapped her arms and legs around him, pulling him closer to her, forcing his cock deeper inside her.
He kissed her, and she tasted like sex and love and pleasure.
He wanted to cum from almost the first minute, but he held back a surprisingly long time, drawing out the pleasure of raping his daughter, until finally it was too much, and he felt himself discharging spurt after spurt of semen into his daughter’s womb. Tiffany screamed with pleasure when she felt her father cumming inside her, arching her back as the collar shocked her, and then orgasming along with him.
When it was done, they lay on the sand for a long time, Dan’s cock in Tiffany’s pussy. Eventually he moved to unbuckle the de-barking collar.
“Do you regret this, daddy?” Tiffany asked him.
Dan shook his head. “No,” he said. “You were right. This is what you were born for. There was no point in denying it any longer.”
She nuzzled his neck. “I really enjoyed it, daddy,” she said. “Do you think I’m pregnant?”
He laughed. “Probably not. I’ve been slipping you birth control since I first tried to end this thing between us. But like I said, it’s not a hundred percent effective – and I *am* going to keep fucking you – so you might get knocked up eventually. I think you’d look sexy with a baby in you, honey.”
“Aren’t you worried about the incest thing?” she asked.
“Genetically?” he said. “No. It’s not really a worry over a single generation. But if that happens you’ll need to make sure your kid doesn’t continue the tradition. But people won’t understand if that happens, so we’re going to need to make some changes.”
“What kind of changes?” asked Tiffany.
“We’ll change your name, legally, so you have a different surname to me,” said Dan. “And then move to somewhere nobody knows us. Then we can get legally married, and there won’t be any questions if you end up with a baby bump.”
Tiffany wiggled with happiness. “I can *marry* you?” she asked.
“If you’re a good girl, maybe,” smiled Dan. “I’ve realised that I sure as hell don’t want to share you. You’re daddy’s personal rapetoy, and nobody else’s.”
That made her wiggle, too.
“So what now?” she said.
“Now I’m going to pull my dick out of you, and you’re going to suck it clean like a good girl,” said Dan. “And then we’re going to go back to the cabin and I’m going to put you back in your chastity belt and shackle, because a slut like you needs to get used to being restrained. And then we’re going to finish our holiday here. Now that we’ve sorted out our differences, there’s all sorts of things I want to try with you.”
“Such as?” asked Tiffany mischievously.
“Well, your blowjobs were hotter when you were crying,” said Dan, “so I want to see what it feels like to *rape* you when you’re crying. And we’ve just had sex in the most vanilla position – I want to try some others. I want to bend you over the bed and fuck you from behind, and I want to get you to ride me. I want to tease you, after all the teasing you’ve given me, and make you *beg* for my cock…. There’s so much we can do together now.”
He began to pull out of her.
“I love you so much, daddy,” said Tiffany again, as she got up to lick his cock clean.
“I love you too, baby,” Dan told her, and sighed as his cock entered her mouth.
Parenting Tiffany as a single father had always been a challenge. But Dan had persevered, and focused on giving Tiffany the parenting she needed. Like any young woman, Tiffany had needed love, and attention, and affection.
But what Tiffany had also needed – deep down, at a level that couldn’t be denied – was to be raped, and degraded, and used as a fucktoy.
And Dan was proud of the fact that once he truly understood what his daughter needed, he had stepped up, and given it to her.
And it seemed the universe agreed, because the only way he could interpret his daughter’s soft lips sucking his cock clean was as the universe’s ultimate reward for parenting.
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