I was a rebellious teenager, fighting against anything I didn't care about. I hated school, deeming it too unionized and too strict. I fought often, my fighting helping wear off the anger and the passion in me. I had no real outlet in life, and fighting made me feel as though I was in charge. Nothing in my life went as I liked, but fighting was something I could control. The outlet to make me feel something, anything. I w...

My father avoided me after watching me bring Destiny to orgasm. We barely spoke, only talking when someone else was around. I got tired of his avoidance, and after weeks of it, an idea formed. I had been flirting with his driver, a 6-foot-6 muscled man. I knew he wanted me with the way his eyes took me in. I walked the house scantily dressed, either in tiny shirts with panties or in boy shorts and a bikini top. I caught m...

My father still didn't come for me. He still ignored me, ignored my hints. He knew I wanted him; he knew I was doing this for attention. He paraded Angel in often, snickering when she did some chores before going up to his room. He was teasing me, the whole time knowing how my body begged for his. My package showed up, the one I was dying for. I took it up to my room, opening it in a flurry. I dumped everything out, eyein...

I walked around the house, wearing sexy purple lingerie. His eyes caught mine, his smile deep. My four-inch heels sounded loudly against the hardwood floors. I took every chance possible to walk by his study, my heels clicking louder to let him know I was walking by. I didn't care how long this took me; if I had to do it every day, I was determined to have his cock inside me. "Belle," his voice was loud, summoning me to h...