Trained as a Replacement (closed for Hannah18)

[Hannah18]

Hannah just glares up at him as she shakes her head "you're kidding me right?" she asks as she finally manages to get her nightie on and pulls it down. "I am not staying naked, what kind of sick person are you?" she screeches completly amazed that he would even consider that.

Swinging her legs out of the bed, she glances up at her father raising one eyebrow as she shifts nervously from foot to foot, her body only partially covered... something about him was different, something screamed at her to obey and do whatever he wanted, but she had grown stubborn and spoilt so instead she just glares at him. "Now leave while I get dressed"

 

[Imaginegt]

"No I'm not kidding, you like being naked so much then you need to stay naked." he tells her, as he watches in amazement as Hannah pulls he nightie back on. She really wouldn't disobey him directly to his face would she? Apparently she would.

"I don't know what the fuck you're thinking you're doing, but you're not going to need this for the rest of te day." he tells her, grabbing the neck of her night gown with both his hands, tearing the clothing from her body and exposing her little teen breasts to him once again. "if you take one more step towards that dresser you will regret it for the rest of the day." he informed her, "Now get your naked ass down stairs and into the kitchen...NOW!"

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah whimpers as he swears at her and then grabs a hold of her by her nightie "Daddy" she whispers as the tears begin to build up in her eyes and then he rips it.. she gasps in horror and unable to help herself she begins to cry softly to herself both from the humiliation and his harsh words. She didn't like being naked normally only in bed though she didn't dare argue with him.

Running away and downstairs, she enters the kitchen, crying harder as she takes a seat at the table, so that the table cloth would cover her a little bit as she waits for him to come down... she didn't understand what was going on.. he never spoke or acted like this!

 

[Imaginegt]

Paul grins to himself as Hannah's naked figure darts past him and out of her bedroom. He slowly walks down the hall and down the stairs towards the kitchen. He walks in to the sounds of Hannah sobbing softly while she sits there at the table. "Hannah, dry up those tears. You have no reason to cry. There will be absolutely no crying in this house from now on, you will take your punishments like a big girl and like them."

He walks over to the chair opposite o Hannah and sits down. He looks over at her, filled with his new found power over his little girl. Sure, she'd never replace Kim in some ways, but he was definitely going to put her to work and straighten her out. "Now, today you're going to do whatever I tell you and there will be no objections, no pouting, and no crying. I want you to get up and make me some breakfast."

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah sniffles softly as she trys to stop crying.. although she had every reason too considering her father was making her walk around the house naked and he had seen what nobody else ever had.

She raises her eyes to meet his and realises that he isn't the same person he was yesterday, his whole body just oozes power and the way he stares at her... like he expects to be obeyed and Hannah did not like this side to him at all, she wanted her old daddy back, the one that was a pushover and let her do whatever the hell she wanted too.. letting her go to parties and drink and not wear clothes to bed.

She sniffles once again as she looks up at him "I'll do whatever you ask and be good if you let me put some clothes on please daddy?" she almost begs as she looks up at him, her eyes shinning with hope and promises.

 

[Imaginegt]

"No Hannah, you're going to do whatever I say AND stay naked. You like being naked remember?" Paul told her coldly. He would usually succumb to her big brow puppy dog eyes, but not today, not ever again. He folded his arms as they sat there at the table.

"Now get up and make me something to eat. I would like some pancakes and bacon." Paul grinned inwardly, knowing Hannah would likely get popped with the bacon grease as she cooked for him.

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah glares at him, first of all for not allowing her to put on any clothes and then for telling her to cook bacon with no clothes on, that was the final straw for her.

"No.. if you think I'm doing that you must be out of your fucking mind, you may be my father, but you just crossed a line" she screams her hand twitching by her side as she resists the urge to slap him.

Settling for standing up and storming up to her room, slamming the door behind her and turning the lock that had been fitted last year for privacy.. that would teach him.

 

[Imaginegt]

Paul felt his blood boil as Hannah sprinted from the kitchen after yelling and cursing at him. His fists were clinched in rage as he heard her door slam up above him. He stood up, not uttering a single word he grabbed a screwdriver from the drawer, knowing the door would have probably been locked behind her.

Paul walked up the stairs and stood outside Hannah's door. Paul pounded on the door, "Hannah, I'm giving you one chance to open this door before I break it down."

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah opens her drawers pulling on a black bra and panties, followed by some jeans and a thick jumper that she knew he would not be able to rip... she hears his voice outside the door and rolls her eyes.. "You wouldn't dare.. " she mumbles though she wasn't so sure.

Pulling her hair up into a ponytail she walks towards the door, unlocking it and opening it.. revealing him stood there, and he looked angry.. "Chill daddy I was just getting ready" she says innocently as she gazes up at him, silently hoping that he will let her stay dressed today... she had meant what she said she would be good if he let her.

 

[Imaginegt]

"Chill? Did you just tell me to chill?" Paul looked Hannah up and down and saw that she had fully dressed herself once again. "And what's the meaning of this?" he asked her pointing up and down at her clothes.

"I thought I told you to stay naked today. Why is it you want to do the complete opposite of what I tell you to do?" Paul couldn't believe how defiant Hannah was being. "You have one minute to strip naked or else." Paul told her, standing in the doorway to block her only exit.

 

[Hannah18]

"I don't want to be naked and I don't know why your so mad over the fact that i don't wear clothes to bed, there uncomfortable during the night it doesn't mean I don't like them during the day" she says as she stamps her foot loudly, not caring how childish it was..

"I don't like this side of you and if you don't stop it then I am leaving and you'll be all on your own" she whispers as she backs away from him, the truth was she would be all on her own too and despite his flaws she needed her father, he was all that she had left.

 

[Imaginegt]

"Leaving? HA! You've never done anything on your own Hannah and I don't think you'd be able to start right now. Face it, you need your daddy a hell of a lot more than I need you." he looked her over with a fierce stare. Deep down Paul would be devastated if Hannah left, but he knew what he said was true, she never could and never would leave him. She was way too dependent upon him.

"So, where are you going to go Hannah? What's your first move?" he asked her, calling her on her bluff as they stood there in her bedroom, staring each other down.

 

[Hannah18]

It was true, though Hannah did not want to admit it every word was true, she wouldn't be able to survive out ther without him and they both knew it.. and most of all she didn't want to leave, she liked her life here.

But she doesn't let on she instead just glares back at him folding her arms over her chest "I could go stay with friends for a while... or I could use the money that I've saved to rent a place.. I go to college in a few months maybe I'll move away" she says but they both knew she was lying the flicker of sadness that crosses her face when she speaks of leaving gives it away.

 

[Imaginegt]

Paul could see Hannah trying to continue on with her lie and he just laughed at her as she suggested living with friends and renting a place. "Oh yeah? A place of your own? And once you've burned through your savings how are you going to pay for it? Get a job? You've never had a job in your life and I don't think you're disciplined enough to hold a job, and I think that's what we're going to work on first to prepare you for the real world. You're discipline. And the first lesson is you need to listen to every word that I say, starting RIGHT NOW!"

Paul stepped towards her, the screw driver still in his hand. He raised it and pointed it at her, "Now strip like I fucking told you."

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah blushes as he speaks, she cannot help but wonder why he said that.. sure she knew that she had life easy, her dad earned good money, she got a decent allowance, so she never really needed a job. she bites on her lower lip nervously as she watches him, maybe she could compramise with him.

"And how do you think it would look if I told anyone what you wanted me to do huh?" she asks "for your daughter to get naked for you" as he steps forwards she immediatly steps back. "Look I'll make you a deal, you let me stay clothed and I will do everything and anything you tell me.. " she says her eyes pleading with him.

 

[Imaginegt]

"Hannah, we both know you would never tell anyone so don't even threaten that." He scoffed at her as she threatened him. He stared at her as she offered up a deal. He looked her up and down and then smiled as he got an idea.

"You know what fine, you can stay clothed, however I get to choose what you wear....from now on. You will not leave this house without me approving of your outfit from your shirt down to your panties. I don't want my little girl going out in the world sending the wrong message with how she's dressed. Last night's outfit for example, will never fly in this new era, you're going to dress how I tell you each and every day, and if you misbehave, then you lose your clothing privledge, you will spend the rest of the day naked and I don't give a shit what people would think if you told them, good luck trying to convince them that I've done anything of the sort." he says smiling at her once again.

"Now strip once more and we'll choose something for you to wear together."

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah breathes a sigh of relief as he agrees because ultimatley if he hadn't one way or another she would have given in to him.

"Yes daddy I understand" but in her head she was thinking of ways to get around this and to get her old father back the one who caved in to her every whim and gave her whatever she wanted but not what she needed..

"You pick out my clothes and then I will change" she says "I think you have already seen me naked enough times today"

 

[Imaginegt]

Paul shakes his head. "No, no, no Hannah. That's not how this is going to work. You're going to dress in front of me each and every day so I can ensure that you're wearing what you're suppose to." He walked over to Hannah and took her wrist in his hand and squoze it tight, pulling her over to the bed and sitting her down on hit with a thud.

"Now pull those pants and shirt off and let your daddy see what underwear you've chosen for yourself to wear and then we'll pick out something for you to work around the house in. If you object again, then you're going to be walking around this house naked all day and night long as punishment for disobeying me."

 

[Hannah18]

"Ouch daddy" Hannah yelps out loudly as she looks up at him, she was exaggerating yes but he had never grabbed hold of her in such a way before and she certainly didn't like it.

Glaring up at him as he places her on the bed, sighing lightly she reaches down and grabs a hold of the bottom of the shirt and pulls it up over her head tossing it to the side. She reaches down sliding her jeans down and kicking it off as she stares at him, revealing her lacey black bra and panties as she pouts over not getting her own way.

"Can you just get me some clothes!" she whines.

 

[Imaginegt]

Paul stands over his daughter, watching her as she undresses as he instructed her to, a sly grin on his face as she removes her top and her jeans. He didn't care so much about her being practically naked in front of him, what kind of sick freak would want to see their own daughter naked? He just enjoyed the rush he was getting from seeing her follow his commands. The orders to get her some clothes snapped him back to reality.

Paul raised his hand and brought it down across Hannah's face, slapping her with mild force. "I thought we were clear Hannah, drop the fucking attitude, it will get you no where with me from now on!" he growls at her as he steps back slightly to look over his little girl.

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah cannot help but notice the way that his eyes harden as she gives him an order and immediatly she knows that she has said something wrong. She looks down at the ground so she doesn't see the way that his hand rises up in the air, but she certainly feels it, pain spreading across her cheek, it wasn't really hard but it still hurt.

Her head snaps up in shock as hand flies up to her cheeks, tears in her eyes as she stares at him. "I'm sorry" she whimpers softly and then she shakes her head "but you hit me daddy" and he had never done that before and it scared her "will you please get me some clothes" she asks through gritted teeth.

 

[Imaginegt]

"You brought that down upon yourself Hannah. You're going to learn to respect me, there will be no more skating by just because you're my daughter. You're 18 now, and you need to learn some facts of life to prepare you for what's out there." he tells her firmly as he walks over to her dresser and picks out some short shorts for her to wear and a white camisole top.

Paul brings the shorts over to his daughter and hands them to her. "Now put these on and show me how they look. Once I'm satisfied we will discuss what you're going to be doing the rest of today as punishment for your actions last night."

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah peaks up at from beneath lowered eyelashes as she pulls her legs up against her chest as she watches him. She see's what he pulls out and sighs in relief at the clothes that he picks out, it was a warm day outside and it was something that she would probably pick out for herself.

She catches them and stands up quickly pulling the shorts up her smooth legs and buttoning them up, pulling the top over her head, it hugging her curves tightly.

"Punishment... you just slapped me if anything you are the one who needs forgiving" Hannah snaps out at him, before she can stop herself, she glances in the mirror and see's the light red mark on her cheek.

 

[Imaginegt]

Paul is taken aback by Hannah's comments, he thought she would have at least learned a little something already about mouthing off towards him this morning given his re-found dominant streak, but apparently old habits die hard. "Forgive you? Forgive you? I've let you walk over me for way too long Hannah and today is a new era. You mouth off like that again to me today and you'll receive worse than just a slap across the face. You're going to do as you're told and smile while doing it. Understand?"

Paul steps back and looks Hannah up and down, her smooth toned legs peaking out from beneath her shorts and the tight top hugging her petite frame just right. "Now first things first, you're going to march downstairs and fix us each something to eat and after breakfast you're going to spend the rest of the morning cleaning and scrubbing every inch of that kitchen. And when I say scrubbing I mean you're going to get down on your hands and knees with your toothbrush and scrub every inch of that grout. Now move!"

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah just shakes her head slowly, she wasn't going to do that but she wouldn't let him know that either. Hannah glares up at him "Oh I'm so scared, I swear if you even lay a finger on me, I will ring the police and then I'll be gone forever" she says, but they both knew that she was bluffing.

With that she walks out of the room and she slams the door behind her loudly and stomps down the stairs.. she didn't like this one bit. Hannah messes around banging pots and pans down on the stove as she throws bacon into the pan along with some ready pancake mix. Just who did he think he was, sure he was her father but hthat was no excuse for him to do these things to her.