Trained as a Replacement (closed for Hannah18)

[Imaginegt]

Name: Paul Dixon
Age: 43
Description: 6'3", Average build, brown hair, green eyes, glasses, works as a college professor

Looking back to 7 years ago, Paul's life was just perfect. He had just gotten tender at his college as a professor of history, he had a lovely 11 year old daughter, Hannah, and his beautiful wife, Kimberly. They all lived together in a very nice suburb and were living comfortably.

That summer 7 years ago is when everything changed for Paul and Hannah. Paul came home from work one afternoon and found a police car sitting in his driveway, his mind raced at what it could be. Was he robbed? Was he in trouble? He had no idea, but as he walked through the door he saw Hannah sitting there with the police officer, her head in her hands, eyes filled with tears. Kimberly had been hit by a drunk driver and never made it home. Paul was devastated.

He took weeks off of work, sitting in his bedroom just wondering why it had to be his Kim, and not him. His life had transformed significantly in just one afternoon. Kim had done everything around the house when they were married, cooking, cleaning, taking care of their little girl. She did this because secretly, Kim was Paul's slave. She was completely submissive towards him and she loved pleasing him, she would do anything he told her to do from making him a sandwich to pleasing him in the bedroom in what ever way he wanted. Now that was all gone.

After getting over the initial shock of his new lifestyle, Paul re-dedicated his life to doing anything and everything he could for his daughter, Hannah. Anything she wanted, she got. Any request she made, Paul made sure it was filled, and that's how life went on for them for the next 7 years. Paul never remarried, never dated, everything was about Hannah.

IC:

Paul walked into his house after a long day of work, luckily it was towards the end of the school year and soon he would have a few months off of rest and relaxation. He went to his office and put down his briefcase and sat down for a moment. He lifted his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose, relieving the tension. It was Friday night and he wanted nothing more than to crawl into his sweats, drink a beer and sleep the night away.

Paul glanced over at the clock, it was already after 5. "Hannah? Are you home? Hannah?" he called out for his little girl.

 

[Hannah18]

Name: Hannah Dixon
Age: Eighteen
Apperance: 5"2, long dark flowing black hair, big brown eyes, slim and toned, 32B.

To everyone around her it seemed as though Hannah had a perfect life and to a certain extent she did, her father gave her everything that she asked for all the newest gadgets and trends, the hottest clothes, he drove her wherever she wanted to do, the only thing missing in her life was a mother... Hannah had faint memories of their life before she died, she remembers how kind and caring her mother was and how she took care of her daddy, but that is it.

Hannah was a lot like her mother... not in apperance, but in her ways, though she had become more spoilt and rebellious than her mother had ever been, but underneath it all she just wanted to make people happy.

IC:

Hannah stands in front of the mirror as she takes in her apperance, the tight black dress hugged her figure perfectly and dipped low enough to show a little bit of cleverage, her hair was perfectly pinned up on top of her head and her makeup flawless.

She just has time to slip on some heels when she hears a voice, smiling a little "I'll be right down" she yells out, squirting a little perfume on to her bare neck before she walks carefully downstairs, ready to go out.. only having a few minutes to speak with her father.

Hannah smiles brightly as she see's him, walking over and embracing him with a quick hug "Hey how was your day daddy?" she asks sweetly, using that tone that let on that she wanted something.

"So I'm going to a party tonight, I'll probably be in late so don't wait up okay?" she says with confidence, despite the fact that it is a school night.

 

[Imaginegt]

Paul heard the light footsteps of Hannah coming around the corner as he sat there at his desk. She rounded the corner and began speaking of a party she was going to attend. But Paul only half heard her as he looked over the outfit she was wearing, showing a little more skin than he would like, but Paul knew that Hannah could take care of herself. She had become quite indipendence since her mother had died.

"A party huh? What kind of party is it Hannah? Who's going to be there?" he asked her the standard fatherly questions, but he knew that her answers would really never change letting her go or not. He just had to do his due diligence as her dad.

Paul stood up and walked around the edge of his desk and leaned against it, waiting for Hannah to answer.

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah rolls her eyes at his typical questions, he asked them to her everytime that she went somewhere and no matter what she said he let her go.. not that he could stop her really, once Hannah made up her mind on something then she would do everything in her power to get it.

"just a party.. you really don't want to know" she says with a little smile, there would be drinking, and smoking and drugs and probably sex, though Hannah wasn't into that, the most she had every done is let some guy feel her up and in return she had given him a hand job, but that was last year.

She hears a beep from outside and smiles a little, knowing that her friends are here.

"alright I gotta go" she says as she leans down pecking his cheek softly, before exiting the room. "Love you daddy" she calls over her shoulder as she walks away closing the front door and walking over to the car climbing inside and greeting her friends.

 

[Imaginegt]

Paul didn't have time to object before Hannah darted out the door. She did that all to often, but Paul knew he'd never say anything to her to change her ways. Paul had totally lost his dominate ways when Kim had died and he was such a push over when it came to his little girl.

Paul heard the car pull out of the driveway as he walked up the stairs towards the bedroom. He plopped down on the bed and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath he tried not to think about what kind of trouble Hannah could possibly getting into tonight. He soon got up and got changed, throwing on his sweats and walking down to the kitchen for a beer.

His next stop was his favorite chair, turning on the tv and watching the game that was on, beginning to doze and wondering what his little girl was up to.

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah chats with her friends until they reach the party, already having consumed half a bottle of vodka between them, the night passes quickly as she drinks and laughs with her friends... even taking a drag of one of the joints that was being passed around.. now Hannah didn't often do drugs but she wanted to have fun tonight.. but there would be no way she was getting up for school tomorrow, but that was okay she only went half of the time, but she still passed all of her classes so her Father couldn't complain not that he really knew.

Before Hannah knows it, it's already one am, so she gets a ride with some guy that she knows from school... unfortunatly he decided to drive a little too fast and get's pulled over by the cops, who once they do a breath test, they realize that he is over the limit.. Hannah winces slightly as they take them all into the police station, though it is only the driver who is put in a cell, the rest just have to call their parents.

Hannah groans as she walks towards the phone.. what made it worse was what had happened to her mother, so she opts to let an officer do it, giving him there home number, she watches as he dials it and then walks towards the bench sitting down... where she couldn't hear him talk.

 

[Imaginegt]

Paul awoke with a start, the phone ringing had awoken him from his nap. The tv was still on, however the game was long since over. Paul glanced at the clock and saw it was after 2 am already and when he saw the caller ID a chill ran up and down his spine. Why would the police be calling him? And where was Hannah?

Paul picked up the phone cautiously, not knowing if he truly wanted to hear the news that awaited him on the other end of the line. Paul breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the calmness in the officer's voice on the other side. Hannah was okay, but she WAS sitting in jail, drunk. But Paul didn't care, Hannah was okay. He got dressed quickly and headed down towards the police station to pick up his little girl.

He walked in the station and went towards the nearest desk. "Hi my name is Paul Dixon, I'm here for my daughter Hannah, where is she?"

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah sits there, her head restinga gainst the cool brick wall as she waits for him to come and get her, the buzz of the alcohol long since gone.. not that she had been too drunk to begin with. She just hoped that he wouldn't be mad, though she doubted he would be. Hannah could count on one hand how many times she had been in trouble since her mum died... she knew that he felt the need to give her more love and attention seeing as though she didn't have two parents.

Finally she hears his voice smiling a little bit, she stands picking up the heels that she had took of as her feet had been hurting and walks over to the desk. "I'm here Daddy" she says as she stands next to him, without her shoes she was over a foot smaller than him. Stifling a yawn she leans in against his side. "Can we go" hannah just wanted to take these clothes off and crawl into bed.

 

[Imaginegt]

Paul sees Hannah stand and walk over towards him. He was so relieved to see that she was okay and had just been pulled over with someone else driving. But deep down he really was disappointed with her, she knew how her mother had died and yet she still got into a car with someone that was too drunk to drive. He would definitely have to talk with her when they got home, but their talks always ended the same way, Hannah getting off and getting her way.

"Yes we can go sweetie," he tells her, hugging her against him and walking her to the car and putting her in. They drove home in silence, Paul wondering what Hannah was thinking about and what she was thinking when she decided to get in a car with a drunk driver. He pulled into the driveway and turned towards Hannah. "Hannah, we need to talk about tonight before you go to bed, I need to know what you were thinking and why kind of parties you're gioing to...and I need to know now."

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah groans loudly at her fathers words. "We don't need to talk about it, I didn't know that he was drunk, I swear that I didn't" she says.. only half lieing, she knew that he'd had a couple, but not that many! She widens her big brown eyes at him and smiles simply and sweetly, the one that always got her her own way. "It won't happen again I promise" she says not giving him a chance to answer before getting out of the car and running up the driveway.

She opens the front door and walks upstairs before he can object. She rushes into her room and strips down before crawling naked into her bed, the silk covers caressing her young body as she prays that he leaves it and doesn't attempt to talk again.

 

[Imaginegt]

Paul rolls his eyes at Hannah's reply, knowing she wasn't being completely honest with him. And that annoyed him more than what she had done that night, he just wanted her to be honest with him. If she would lie to her father, then there was no hope for anyone else to get the complete truth from her. Before he could object she was gone. Paul slammed his hand against the wheel before climbing out and walking into the house.

He heard the door to Hannah's bedroom slam shut as he walked inside. Paul slowly and calmly walked up the stairs and down the hall towards Hannah's bedroom. He didn't bother knocking, it was his house afterall. Paul walked right in and stood at the foot of the bed and looked down at Hannah as she feigned sleep under the covers. "Hannah we are not through, you need to explain yourself right now. You know how your mother died, why would you do something so stupid??" Paul waited a moment and still received no reply, "Hannah answer your father." Paul grabbed the sheets and yanked on them, pulling them down slightly and exposing Hannah partly.

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah is surprised when she hears the door opening, he never didn't knock, he always respected her privacy.

So she closes her eyes and pretends to be asleep, but this trick doesn't work.. it never worked when she was little so god knows why she thought it would work now.

"Hey" she yelps as the covers come down, exposing her perky little breasts to him. Quickly she reaches down and pulls them back over her body while glaring at him. "Get out of my room daddy" she almost yells at him. "It was a party and I got in the car with a guy who'd had a couple of drinks.. nothing happened... just because it happened to mum doesn't mean it will happen to me" her voice softens slightly towards the end as she talks about her mother.

 

[Imaginegt]

Paul gets a glimpse of his little girl's breasts before she recovers them and yells at him. "First of all, you don't need to take that tone with me young lady, I'm still your father and I know I let you get away with a lot, but you still need to show me respect. And secondly, no one sleeps naked in this house, I mean no one. Where do you get the idea to sleep naked huh?" Paul raised his voice for the first time in a very long time towards Hannah, and it felt good to be in charge again, he was gettig a rush.

Paul walked around to the side of Hannah's bed and stood over her, waiting for her to answer and thinking about her young naked form just beneath those sheets. "Well? You going to answer Hannah?"

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah's mouth actually drops open in shock at the way he speaks to her... and then he yells at her, making her lower lip tremble as she wasn't used to being told off, but luckily she manages to hold in her tears as she doubts that they would be appreciated right now.

"I..." she opens her mouth and then snaps it shut again.

"I only sleep naked because the sheets feel nice on my body" she admits her already pink cheeks darkening as she sits up and pulls them tight against her body.

"What does it matter if I sleep naked?" she mumbles not understanding what his problem was but wanting him to leave her alone.

 

[Imaginegt]

"Well for starters, what happens if you have to leave your room really quickly in the middle of the night, because of a fire or something? Are you just going to run outside naked? I don't care how those sheets feel on your skin! You're going to get up right now and dress properly for bed young lady." Paul was now even more angry that Hannah had been so flippant with her reply to him. He wondered what else Hannah was doing with her life that he didn't approve of.

God this would be so much easier if she were like her mom, I never had to wonder where she was or what she was doing... Paul thought to himself as he waited for Hannah to get up and get dressed.

 

[Hannah18]

"Thats the stupidest thing I have ever heard" Hannah says "I'd grab a robe on the way out it is right next to my bed" she snaps out at him, unfortunatly she got her temper from her father.

she throws her head back and laughs "First of all I am not getting out of bed while you are in here and second of all I'm not getting dressed to get back into bed, I haven't wore clothes to bed since I was thirteen years old I doubt that i need to now" she mutters as she falls back on the bed, pulling the covers over her head in annoyance.

"NOW GET OUT"

 

[Imaginegt]

Paul's eyes widen as Hannah yells back at him, she had never spoken to him like this and he didn't like it one bit. Paul grabbed the sheets and pulled them completely off the bed, exposing Hannah's fully naked body. "This is the start of a new era missy. No more of this easy going dad, your actions tonight have shown me that you need some structure in your life. And all that starts now!" Paul growls at her as she lays there.

"Do you want to test me again, or do you want to do as you're told and put some clothes on?"

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah shrieks loudly as she feels the sheets being ripped from her body and the air washing over her, her flat stomach and shaved pussy also being revealed to him. Scrambling to sit up on the bed, she pulls her knees up against her chest, clutching them tightly as she glares furiously at him, she didn't want anything to change her life was perfect as it was.

"Fine pass me some clothes" she says, hoping that if she got dressed like he said this would all just go away.

 

[Imaginegt]

"No." Paul says plainly, he was hell bent on making changes in both their lives and that was all going to start right now. "You're going to get up, walk over to your dresser and put on some underwear and some clothes you can sleep in. Then you're going to climb into bed, sleep and get up tomorrow morning and we'll discuss the other changes that are going to occur around here."

With each word Paul felt more and more of his dominate side coming out, and he was getting a rush from it. He didn't want to dominate his daughter like he did his wife, but certain aspects could certainly be used to get Hannah in line.

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah is once again shocked, he had never spoken to her so harshly in her entire life... and she didn't like it one bit she wanted to scream at him or cry or anything to make it all go away.

But she didn't want to get up and walk over to her drawers not while she was naked, blushing softly she reaches out and grabs her robe, slipping it over her shoulders and tieing it before climbing of the bed and walking to the drawers.

She pulls out an old red nightgown and slips it over her head letting it drop down as the robe slides to the floor.

"Are you fucking happy now?" she snaps, cussing at her father for the first time ever as she walks back to the bed and lays back on it.. grabbing the sheets up and pulling them over her.. closing her eyes and hoping that he will leave.

 

[Imaginegt]

"Rule number one of this new regime, you WILL NOT ever speak to me like that again if you know what's good for you. You will show me respect at all times because I am your father and I deserve that respect." he told her as she slipped into her bed.

Paul glanced over at the clock, it was almost 4 am now. "I want you up by 9 am tomorrow morning Hannah and downstairs in the kitchen so we can discuss the rest of your new rules and your punishment for your attitude tonight. Do you understand?"

 

[Hannah18]

Respect is earnt not givenHannah giggles as she remembers the saying though she does not repeat it outloud instead she scoffs slightly, she was angry now, but she manages to keep her temper under check as she lays there. "Fine whatever now go away so that I can sleep" Hannah of course had no intention of getting up that early, it wouldn't be until after mid day that she finally emerged from her bed.. besides he wouldn't be up that early would he? Unless he had classes tomorrow, which he probably did, and he thought that he could punish her... she had never been punished in her life and he couldn't punish her now, she was an adult.

 

[Imaginegt]

"I don't want you to think I'm kidding Hannah, I will see you first thing in the morning." he told her as he walked out of her bedroom, giving her a sideways glance over his shoulder before closing her door.

Paul walks down the hall towards his room, a new feeling of empowerment having washed over him. This was the first time since Kim had died that he had this feeling. Paul walked into his bedroom and closed the door behind him, stripping off all his clothes and slipping his naked body into the bed. He knew it was hypocritical of him to tell Hannah she couldn't sleep naked, but then doing the same thing himself. But he didn't care, he was an adult and he didn't want to think of his little girl sleeping naked in the room next to him. He fell asleep thinking of Hannah's naked body, his hand wrapped around his firm shaft.

Paul woke the next morning at 8:30 and walked down to the kitchen after getting dressed. He fixed himself a pot of coffee and sat down at the table, reading the paper and sipping his coffee, waiting for Hannah to come down.

9 AM came and went and Hannah still hadn't shown up. Paul felt his anger starting to boil, he only asked her to show up on time and she couldn't even do that. " Hannah! Hannah! Wake up and get down her now!" he called up the stairs. Still not getting a reply he stomped up the stairs and swing open her bedroom door and there she laid, naked once more, her ass hanging out from under the comforter. "What the fuck? I thought I told you NOT to sleep naked!"

 

[Hannah18]

As soon as he is out of the room, Hannah's hands move down, grasping the thin material of her night gown in her hands and pulling it slowly over her head.. no matter what he said, she had to sleep naked.. It felt nice and besides she got too warm with any form of clothing on, throwing the nightie to the side, she snuggles under the covers thinking of everything that had happened between them. Hopefully tommorrow he will come to his senses. With that final thought she falls into a deep sleep...




Hannah awakes the next morning to the sound of someone yelling, groaning softly she opens her sleep filled eyes and turns to lay on her back, stretching out.. the covers slipping down her body before she see's her father stood there.

Gasping she reaches out and grabs her nightgown pulling it over her head and covering her naked body once more. "I can't sleep with clothes on" she whines with a pout.

 

[Imaginegt]

"I thought I made it clear last night, but obviously you didn't get the message Hannah, you don't sleep naked in this house!" Paul bellows at her as she struggles to cover herself once more. "And I told you to be downstairs 10 minutes ago, and you can't even do that right."

Paul walked over to Hannah and pulled the covers off of her body and tossed them aside, leaving her naked body out in the open. "You like being naked huh? Fine, you are going to spend the entire day around the house naked and I don't give a shit how embarassed you are. And you're not going to spend the day in bed either, I'm going to put you to work today as punishment for last night. I'm tired of the old ways Hannah and they're going to change." Paul had never felt this alive as he did right at that moment, yelling at and ordering Hannah around had awoken something that had laid dormant for seven years.