"Who's Your Daddy?" (closed)

[Cherrybomb400]

As his fingers continued, Sadie shuddered and whimpered, her eyes almost rolling back. She never even came that hard when she touched herself!

She was in such a haze that she didn't realize he had freed her mouth until Phillips lips covered hers in a passionate kiss. Still feeling really warm and good from her orgasm, she kissed him back. Not only that, but as he cupped her pussy, her hips rocked to make her grind against his hand. She couldn't help it! It felt so good and she wanted to feel more of what he gave her.

 

[KingOfOregon]

Sadie was his. For now; for the moment. The euphoria sweeping through her was obviously overwhelming any negative feelings she might have for him. Feeling her press her pussy against his hand, wanting more, he broke the kiss and spun her away from him.

As he pressed his chest against her back to urge her to remain in place, he quickly began undoing his pants as he whispered into her ear, "I'll take care of you, Sadie. I'll give you what you need. Trust me. You're my girl now, Sadie. My little girl."

By the time he went silent, his rock hard cock had flopped out to rest with the crack of Sadie's firm ass cheeks. He bent his knees to lower himself against her, reached one hand down into her crotch, and grasped her tightly around her belly with the other arm. He lifted her feet from the floor, leaving her to hold herself against the wall as she wished with a combination of her hands, face, and breasts.

With the hand between her thighs, he directed his cock to her sopping wet hole and rammed most of its thick, nine inches deep into her.

 

[Cherrybomb400]

Before she knew it, she was facing the wall. Not only that, but she was pressed against it, her bottom sticking only slightly out at the time. She felt him press his bare cock between her cheeks. This gave her a very obscure idea of how big it was, but what she felt made her shiver.

"I'll take care of you, Sadie. I'll give you what you need. Trust me. You're my girl now, Sadie. My little girl."

Once again she closed her eyes, his words ringing in her ears. She didn’t fully understand what he meant or why her pussy seemed to react positively to his words. She did know what was about to happen. She could feel him move around behind her, trying to line himself up. She gasped when he surprised her by picking her lower half up. This forced her hands, arms, face and chest to press against the white cool wall.

Sadie was not petite. She was a slim 5’10. If she wanted to get into modeling, she certainly could. Never once had she felt small... until Phillip. Sure, his height was part of it but his demeanor added with it made her feel tiny and that he could swallow her up with his body. As he lifted her up, she could no longer feel the floor beneath her feet which only added to the feeling of being small.

Then she felt him thrust his cock into her. Her tight cunt kept him from fully fitting inside. Sadie cried out from the invasion. Her walls hugged him tightly. It almost felt like he was too big. “Too much!” She said softly, hoping to convince him to back off a bit. She panted as she tried to get use to his size. She was also sensitive from cumming so recently.

 

[KingOfOregon]

“Too much!”

"Sorry, baby," Phillip whispered with a feigned tone of sympathy. He purred to her, "Oh, baby girl, my baby girl, I'm sorry."

He gave Sadie a moment to get used to his size, then pulled her body back harder against his as he adjusted his hips and stance to eventually find almost all of his length deep in her warmth and wetness. She was so tight that he let a long groan slip from his throat, his first sound of pleasure.

"Cover your mouth, baby girl," he whispered to her as he pulled some of his length out and then inserted it again. "We don't want Carl hearing you."

He intentionally called his old accomplice Carl, not your father.

Phillip couldn't get his entire length inside her with their current position. He moved his feet back in small steps, causing Sadie to lean forward more, supporting her upper weight now on her own as his hands moved to her hips, digging his fingers in. As he began thrusting in and out of Sadie, her thighs parted farther and her legs bent, her feet wrapping behind him. Phillip wondered whether or not Sadie's wrapping legs were about a fear of being dropped. But he had a firm grip on her as his pounding of her pussy became faster and harder.

 

[Cherrybomb400]

Sadie whimpered with every pull and thrust as he tried to work more of his cock into her. She started to think his words were mocking her, from when she accused him of obviously not being a parent. She’s chose to ignore it, even though when he told her to cover her mouth, her pussy pulsed around his cock, but that was from his thrusts and pulling her hips, right?

She was about to take a hand and cover her mouth as instructed but then he pulled her hips back more and she’s started to slide down the wall. She gasped and tried to hold herself against the wall. Her feet naturally hooked around him, not wanting him to back too far away.

She wanted to tell him to stop moving, but any words she was going to say was cut off as he was steadily and deeply thrusting in and out of her. Her moans mixed in with the slapping sounds of their sexes meeting. Her toes curled as the head of his cock rammed against her cervix. It hurt but it mixed with the pleasure his cock was giving her. With every thrust he jutted her into the wall. Helplessly she panted as all she could do was take his cock. She shuddered as she could feel his balls slapping against her clit.

As her moans started to get louder, she turned her head so she could press her mouth against her arm. She didn’t want her dad to find her like this. As much as she didn’t want it, she didn’t want anyone seeing her like this. Writhing against the wall as she got fucked by a man who was the same age as her dad.

 

[KingOfOregon]

It had been a while since Phillip had been balls deep in such a tight, young pussy; the pleasure welled within him quickly, too quickly as he could feel his own orgasm building before he'd been able to drive Sadie to her second one. He shifted his feet and raised the teen's ass higher against his groin and belly, trying to take a different thrusting angle that wouldn't feel so intense. It failed as the pleasure grew seemingly exponentially and, with a great grunt, Phillip's cock exploded within Sadie, filling her with streams of his thick, hot jizm.

The euphoria surged through his body, threatening to overwhelm him. Phillip would have loved nothing better than to sink them both to their knees and simply enjoy the ecstasy Sadie had caused him. But he wanted the teen to explode again, to understand the great pleasure his cock could cause her, just as she already knew of the pleasure his fingers could cause her.

Phillip fought through the euphoria with only the slightest of slowing, continuing to pound against Sadie's ass end until he felt and heard her own body erupting in orgasm. Again, he continued pleasuring her for as long as he thought she could take it. He slowed, then ceased his thrusting. For a long moment, he just held her to him, feeling the tension of her climax fade away as the twitching of his own cock subsided.

He eventually pulled back his hips to cause his semi-rigid cock to fall from Sadie's hole with a wet plop. He lowered her to her feet once again, then swept her up in his arms and carried her to her bed. He laid her down upon the mattress gently, leaning in to kiss her with a softness unlike the fuck she'd just engaged in.

"You're a good girl, Sadie," Phillip whispered close to her face. He kissed her once again, then stood tall over her to fasten his pants again. "I'll see you again soon, baby, and you can show daddy just how good a girl you can be again."

 

[Cherrybomb400]

When Phillip adjusted, it only caused him to hit a deeper and more sensitive spot and pulled her body ass up higher until her back was as leveled as a table. Her hands pressed the wall tightly, the only thing keeping her from slipping further. She looked down and could see Phillips feet and his pants around his legs.

Then she felt his thrusts become more erratic and his grunts increased. She realized that he was going to cum soon... he was going to cum inside of her! By the time she realized this, it was already too late. She could feel his jiz pumping into her and she moaned and shuddered at the feeling of him emptying himself into her. Sadie panted, thinking he would pull out soon. He didn’t.

Instead, he continued his thrusting. He continued to ram into her, his cum worked as extra lubricant and started to seep where their sexes met. Sadie looked down and could see drippings of their cum landing on the floor. She couldn’t take it anymore. Her body released one final orgasm. She bit her lip hard to keep from screaming and gave out a strained moan.

When he pulled out, Sadie whimpered softly. Then as soon as her feet touched the floor they were up in the air again when Phillip picked her up with no resistance. Sadie was exhausted. Then she was tucked in bed. The cool sheets felt good agains her hot skin. Her eyes naturally closed. She was still aware that Phillip was there and that he kissed and said something to her but sleep was quickly taking her. She was hugging her pillow and sleeping soundlessly before he even left the room.

 

[KingOfOregon]

(OOC: I needed a surname. Hope you don't mind my choice.)


With his jeans again fastened, Phillip looked down upon the exhausted figure of Sadie Danvers. The went limp almost the moment he'd laid her atop the bed spread, and by the time he pulled the bedding out from over her and covered her up, Phillip was almost certain she was asleep.

Either that or she was trying to imagine that he wasn't here and what he'd done to her hadn't actually happened. What had actually happened was about the closest thing to rape as Sadie could probably imagine happening to her, Phillip thought as he studied her there in the near darkness. Oh, she could have screamed out for her parents, of course, so she had had the ability to force No! upon Phillip.

But, fearing the exposure of her father's past, Sadie had chosen to let a stranger (and a presumably dangerous one at that) have his way with her. Oh, she'd enjoyed it. But Phillip knew that tomorrow, she'd come to hate it as well. Or, maybe not?

He stepped back away from her bed a bit, studied her further, then looked about the room. Finding her purse, Phillip pulled out her phone, then headed for the door to check the hall. It was clear; no one had heard or cared to check on his grunt of release or Sadie's cries of delight. Returning to his room, Phillip opened some illegal tech' on his own cell phone and cloned Sadie's. Her digital world was now his: he would be alerted to and be able to listen in on every phone call she made or received; he would be able to read every text as soon as it was sent; and he would receive notice of every email she sent or received, though the latter would require another bit of invasion that he could only do on his laptop.

Phillip dressed fully and descended to the big, beautiful home's first floor. He set the cell phone on a counter downstairs where Sadie or one of her parents would find it and, hopefully, simply assume it had been left by the teen or found and then left by one of the guests. He went to the kitchen to dig through the platters of left overs from the party. Making a sandwich and snagging a couple of bottles of wine, Phillip made his way to his car and headed away into the night.

<<<<< >>>>>​

Carl awoke at the sound of the classic Firebird's engine firing up. It took a moment for his mind to register the situation; when he did, he slipped out of the bed without waking Joanne and moved to the window in time to see the taillights of Phillip's car waiting for the security gate to fully open. With a rumble of its 325 horse power V8, the car shot off into the night...

...and, Carl hoped, out of his life.

He donned his robe, made his way to the hall, and descended the elegant, curving stairway to the first floor. He checked his den, Joanne's library, the family's entertainment room; he couldn't be certain that Phillip hadn't made off with something of value simply because there was so much in the home that was of value, but at the same time there wasn't anything conspicuously missing from the home.

It was only after he'd checked the gun cabinet, the electronic devices, the silver collection, and his safe that it occurred to Carl to check on what his wife would have said was the most valuable item in the home: Sadie. He made a stiff drink downstairs to ease himself back to sleep, then returned upstairs to quietly open his daughter's bedroom door.

Sadie was sound asleep, breathing deeply in what Carl assumed was a very much needed slumber. She'd had a long day, what with keeping his friends and associates entertained while likely wishing she was off with her friends at the mall or the lake or the movies or wherever it was that college girls went in this day and age.

Carl studied her for a long moment, considering her life. She was a freshman at university, a whole new world of adventure and excitement for a young woman. It concerned him sometimes, of course. She would be discovering boys soon, if she hadn't already. Carl couldn't really know of his daughter's sex life, of course. Even thinking about her in the grabby hands of some college boy made his skin crawl.

Better some punk ass kid who might even be afraid of Sadie, of hurting her feelings or of going too far, than someone like Parker, he thought as he reveled in the idea that Phillip had left his house.

Carl took a moment to study the shape of his daughter's figure below the bedding. His cock twitched a bit and began to harden at the thought of his own hands being the grabby ones touching Sadie. It was a guilty pleasure of his, imagining himself deep inside his own daughter's pussy or driving her to mad ecstasy with his mouth upon her pussy, his tongue flapping at her clit. It was a sinful thought, of course, but hell, what man could possibly not fantasize about such a young beauty, even if she was his own blood?

He closed the door silently and returned to his own bedroom. For a moment, Carl contemplated waking his wife and finding some release in her not-so-young, not-so-tight pussy, yet still satisfying hole. Instead, he made his way to the bathroom, masturbated until he filled a wash cloth with his seed, and made his way back to bed for a peaceful night's sleep, knowing that he, his wife, his wealth, and his daughter were safe from Phillip Parker.

 

[Cherrybomb400]

Hours later, Sadie finally woke. Her whole body felt sore. With a groan, she sat up in her bed, the covers falling to reveal her skin was exposed. It took a moment for her to remember what happened, but as she moved and felt the stick mess between her legs, it was coming back to her. Her body stiffened as she remembered everything that happened.

Keeping silent, she gathered up her clothes that were on the floor, threw them in the hamper and then went to her bathroom to take a shower and wash away any evidence of what Phillip Parker did to her. Then she remembered what he said last night... was he planning on coming to their house again? Well from now on she was licking her door every night.

After her shower and getting dressed she sent her friend a text, asking if they were still hanging out. She noted that she had to go to the pharmacy first...

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Two days later

Sadie had finished a days worth of school and exhausted. Sh had taken on a few more projects than she should, but she needed to, to keep her mind off of what happened.

Like every day, she dropped her bag by the front door, hung her key, and then went to the kitchen for food. They were still eating leftovers from the party, which Sadie was fine with. After making a plate and grabbing a bottle of sparkling water she headed upstairs. Upon entering her room she was scared by an unexpected form in the corner of her room.

“Jesus Christ!” She exclaimed upon seeing it. Sadie was staring at a stuffed giraffe that hadn’t been there before. It wasn’t just a normal stuffed animal, it was huge! It had a large pink bow and a note that read, For my Baby Girl. She raised an eyebrow. “Really, Dad?” She asked as she looked at the giraffes big glassy eyes, unaware of what was behind them.

Ignoring the stuffed animal, she climbed onto her bed and then reached for the last pill of the emergency contraceptive she got the morning after... it had happened. The last thing she needed was getting pregnant. How would she explain that to her dad? She then turned on her tv and watched it as she ate her snack. After finishing it she called her friend.

“Hey... yeah I just got home. You still picking me up?... ok, great! I can’t wait to have a new wardrobe for out summer trip. Three whole months with just white beaches, sun, and no parents!” She jokes as she started to change out of her clothes and into a more cute outfit. Sadie and her friends were going to go on a trip for the whole summer which would be in the next couple of weeks.

Once she was dressed and ready she exited the room but stayed on the phone with her friend until she picked her up and the two headed to the mall to go shopping.

 

[KingOfOregon]

Phillip was in his motel room indulging himself in one of his quirky past times, vicious predator documentaries on Nature channel, when a tone sounded from the iPad sitting on the lamp table near him. He tapped an icon and entered a password, just in time to here and see Sadie reacting to the giant giraffe with “Really, Dad?”

From one of the two cameras in the four foot high stuffed beast's eye, with audio coming from the microphone in its nose, Phillip watched Sadie kicked off her shoes and hopped up onto her bed. He swiped his finger tip on the pad's screen, remotely adjusting the camera angle and zoom to watch Sadie as she downed a pill with a swig from a bottle of water. He wondered if it was birth control related. He hoped, actually: Phillip didn't need his child growing within Sadie's womb anymore than she did.

The audio from the television was becoming an annoyance. Using another icon on the screen, Phillip adjusted the microphone, nearly cutting the television's audio out altogether. He was very impressed with the system and no longer concerned with its $1499 price.

One of the purposes of buying the high end wifi capable and recordable hard drive equipped stuffed giraffe was to watch Sadie while she was comfortable in the presumed privacy of her bedroom. He smiled as she began stripping off her clothes, ultimately standing very close to one of the cameras in nothing more than a small pair of panties. Phillip's cock swelled as he remembered the ecstasy he'd enjoyed with the woman who minutes earlier had been telling him to leave her alone.

The second and even more important purpose of the gift from Daddy had been to listen in on Sadie in an attempt to keep tabs on her. And as luck would have it, the first thing she did within view of and earshot of the giraffe was to make plans to go out that night with friends. (Phillip actually muted the sound from the giraffe and instead listened to the conversation using the cloned feature on his own cell phone.)

But Phillip's luck didn't stop there. Sadie was going on vacation, and his lips spread in a very happy smile as he contemplated her being away from her parents for three months. Oh sure, she was going to be with friends. But, Phillip was sure he could find a way around that.

<<<<< >>>>>​

An hour later, after having received the cloned texts Sadie sent to a third friend about their destination, Phillip was standing nearby, waiting for an opportunity. Two of her friends rushed off to a public bathroom, and a third stepped away to take a call in private. Phillip crossed toward Sadie and was within arms reach of her by the time she noticed him.

"Don't pitch a fit, Sadie," he warned her, taking her by the elbow and pulling her close. He leaned in and kissed her cheek, more intimately than would her mother but less so than would a man who yearned for her. "I need you to excuse yourself and join me round the corner."

He pulled his face back to look into her eyes, and with a serious tone he warned, "Be a good girl, Sadie. Don't disappoint me and make me come looking for you."

He released his hold on her elbow, backed a step, turned, and walked away.

 

[Cherrybomb400]

Sadie and her friends were shopping at the mall. As she waited for her friends she checked her email and Facebook. By the time she looked up, her eyes landed on Phillip and it almost felt like the wind got knocked out of her. She wasn’t expecting to see him, at least not so soon. When he grasped her arm she tried to yank away from him. He held her and told her to behave. She grimaced as he kissed her cheek, and anyone watching would just assume it was a doting father and an annoyed daughter.

"I need you to excuse yourself and join me round the corner."

“What?!” She exclaimed. “I just got here, I can just ditch them-”

"Be a good girl, Sadie. Don't disappoint me and make me come looking for you.”

Sadie glared at him as it seemed that he wasn’t giving her any choice. “I hate you,” she spat at him and then walked off to find her friends. There was no way in hell she was going anywhere with him after what he did to her! She pulled her phone out and quickly sent a message to ask the girls if they wanted to leave.... the response was a resounding no, but they seemed to be interested in getting food. Sadie tried to suggest the farthest she could, but it was like pulling teeth.

By the time she met up with her friends they were hanging around at the food court.

”Sadie! There you are,” her petite friend grinned at her. ”come on, let’s eat!”

Sadie paused for a moment and she looked over her shoulder. No sign of Phillip yet, as far as she could see. “Yeah... hey why don’t we go to that place downtown? That place my dad invested in?”

Her friends raised a brow at her. ”Is everything ok, Sadie? You’ve been looking forward to shopping and now all of a sudden you can’t wait to get out of here.”

“I... I know... I just really want to go to the restaurant,” she said weakly.

 

[KingOfOregon]

“I hate you.”

As Phillip watched Sadie stomp away, he couldn't help but laugh aloud. He murmured more to himself than to her, "Yes, you do. But, you'll get over that."

Phillip could tell from Sadie's stride and body language that she was on her phone. He pulled out the cloned cell he'd purchased specifically for this operation, opened the cloning App, and read what Sadie sent to her friends. A moment later, their negative responses began popping up on his phone, just as they were on hers.

He couldn't help but feel a bit of sympathy for Sadie. No one liked having their mind played with, and Phillip excelled at doing just that, particularly with those who were, due to their younger age, less worldly than he. Oh, Sadie wasn't ignorant or stupid or anything like that; from what Phillip had gathered during their short discussions at the barbeque, she seemed very intelligent and sharp. It wasn't about intelligence or smarts: it was about the generation older Phillip's knowledge and experience and Sadie's youth and naiveté.

Tracking the content of Sadie's incoming and outgoing texts, Phillip made his way to a bench across from the food court. He studied the friends as they discussed (or argued, it seemed) about whether they were staying or going. Eventually, Sadie sat with them, obviously having lost to the majority.

As he watched them discuss the fast food options, Phillip pulled his tablet from his satchel and tapped the icon labeled Females. Images of more than two dozen women, mostly young, filled the screen. Phillip had spent the last two days perusing the social media of Sadie and anyone she was friends with, and the images he was seeing now had been downloaded from those sites.

Phillip glanced up to the distant table again, his gaze falling on a sexy blonde who was ogling all the passing hunks as they themselves ogled her massive and well displayed tits. He found her image, tapped it, and was taken to the Contact-like file he'd created for her. Her name was Carly, and from his studies over the past 48 hours, Phillip had learned that she was one of the girls going on vacation with Sadie.

Phillip had used his cloning and some other less-than-legal tech to get into Carly's social media, too, and from it he'd learned that Carly had very nearly not gone on the vacation due to some sort of spat concerning a lust triangle over a Frat member named Roger. From what he'd had gleaned (without being able to read Carly's communications to this Roger), it appeared to Phillip as though Carly had agreed to abandon her quest for this older college boy to preserve her friendship with Sadie.

Oh, the inner workings of the young, female mind, Phillip thought to himself as he opened a text to Sadie and faked a message that would appear as if it was coming from Roger:

Last night was Ncred!
Never done "pearl necklace" b4.
Bet Sadie could not do w/ those lil tits!
Do not worry! Our secret.
"Roger's Rod" wants more.​

Phillip sent the message and looked to the distant table. As Sadie lifted her phone to look at the text, Phillip stood and started back the way he'd come down through the mall, the direction Sadie had arrived from, in anticipation of a better than 50-50 chance of running into her as she stormed away. He couldn't be certain what fireworks might erupt as the teen learned that her friend had betrayed her: for all he knew, Sadie might just sit there and stew, keeping it inside. But Phillip was a fairly successful gambler when he made a bet, and he was betting that he'd just ruined a friendship.

One step closer to being mine, little girl, he thought as he strolled down the mall.

 

[Cherrybomb400]

The whole time they were sitting there and eating, Sadie’s eyes kept looking around. She’s didn’t know when Phillip would show up, but it was only a matter of time. As a result, she’s barely touched her food. She didn’t like feeling paranoid and that’s exactly how she’s felt in this moment. Maybe she shout have just excused herself and left, but then what if he came after her friends?

At that thought, her phone altered her to a text message. It was from Roger. The two of them had a mild flirtation between them but neither one had made a move. Of course, Sadie had been a little less enthusiastic about Roger when it was made known that he had a crush on Carly. Carly had admitted to finding him cute (she found everyone to be cute) but knowing how upset this made Sadie, decided she would keep off limits from Roger. As offlimits as she claimed to be, Roger still didn’t seem to show an increased interest in Sadie.

Upon reading the text message Sadie concluded that she now knew why. She just stared at it, processing what just happened. Obviously this text was meant for Carly... well, she suspected. He actually hadn’t noted who the text was for... so maybe not Carly but certainly for someone who knew her. Her eyes narrowed and she decided to respond.

”Everything ok Sadie?” Carly had asked. Sadie ignored her as she finished her text

Hey, maybe check who you are sending
your text messages to first, dumbass.

“Well, I’m done with Roger,” Sadie slumped in her seat and took a drink from her soda. Her arm crossed over her chest. She was always self conscious about her breasts and Rogers comment on them hadn’t helped. When her friends asked what that was about, she’s showed them the message, focusing closely on Carly’s reaction.

Carly stared at it, her expression looking similar to that of Sadie’s. Sadie didn’t think Rogers message was meant for Carly, but Carly was clearly bothered by it.

”What an Asshat,” one of the other girls remarked. ”You’re better off without him, and your tits are not tiny.”

“Thanks...” Sadie mumbled. Carly excused herself. Sadie wanted to follow but even if she did she doubted she Carly would have done whatever it was she wasn’t planning to do. Sadie priced that Carly took her phone with her.

Carly rounded the corner and started to call someone, that someone being Roger. By looking at her face, anyone could see that she was livid.

”Have a good night last night, BABE?” Carly snappers sarcastically.

”Carly, do you know anything about this weird text Sadie sent me?”

”Are you seriously going to play dumb? Who the hell were you with last night? Because I sure as hell didn’t get a pearl necklace from Sarah last night!”

”Babe! I was watching my kid sister last night. Where is this coming from?” Roger was very confused, needless to say.

Carly and Roger had agreed to keep their relationship under wraps until Sadie had lost interest. It wasn’t fair for Carly to step away from someone she’s liked just because her friend liked him. It would be different if roger was more interested in Sadie, but he wasn’t! The two continued to argue and go back and forth, Roger denying everything.

Back at the table, things were tense. They felt tense. Sarah kept looking back to where Carly went. Sarah knew what’s was going on but agreed not to say anything. It seemed like everything would come to light eventually. Sadie also noticed Sarah’s growing concern and lack of interaction with the group. This was ridiculous.

Sadie got up from her seat and headed in the direction of Carly. Sarah called back to her, not wanting Sadie to walk in on Carly saying something she’s shouldn’t. She quickly got up and followed and soon the rest of the pack was following Sadie.

”... You know, I get why you picked ME over Sadie, but I find it laughable that you would cheat on ME.”

“Tell Roger I said hi,” Sadie glared as Carly turned around to see her face to face.

”Let me explain-“

”Carly! There you are. Well looks like she’s ok. Let’s go back to shopping.”

”Thanks for the interference, Sarah,” Carly scowled.

“You knew?” Sadie’s whipped her head towards Sarah who was obviously uncomfortable with the idea of confrontation.

”Y-yes... we didn’t want you to find out so soon. Not until you know... you were over him.”

With that confirmation, Sadie exploded, Carly exploded, Sarah and Jessie backed away until they were needed to hold the two girls back from getting into a fist fight.

“Fuck you, fuck him, and fuck you Sarah!” Sadie stormed off, heading to the mall exit. It wasn’t until she was outside that she remembered she didn’t drive. She started to flip through her phone to call a Lift ride.

 

[KingOfOregon]

Phillip was just inside the mall entrance, sitting in a little alcove out of the way as Sadie stomped past. She looked livid from what ever happened at the food mall. Phillip smiled as he stood and followed behind her thinking, Perfect.

"Need a ride, sweetheart?" he asked as he stepped up close to the burning teen. When she looked to him, Phillip smiled, curling slowly around her as if a predator circling its prey. "You look like you could use a friend."

 

[Cherrybomb400]

“Of course...” Sadie practically growled at him, “you.”

She crossed her arms as she waited for her Lyft ride. It was three minutes away. It couldn’t come soon enough. Sadie stood there as he walked around her. She kept her eyes on her phone, trying to ignore him.

"You look like you could use a friend."

Sadie scoffed, “and you think that’s you? You’re the last person I would call a friend.”

The driver was going around the mall. She glanced up, even though she knew she wouldn’t be able to see the car just yet.

“Don’t you have anything better to do?”

 

[KingOfOregon]

At her question about whether or not he had something better to do, Phillip (who was now just coming out from behind her again) laid a hand gently upon her ass as he said loud enough for a passing mother and her child to hear, "Yeah, I could be parting your thighs in the back seat of my Firebird. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

 

[Cherrybomb400]

Sadie stepped away from of his grabby hands. She blushed terribly red as the mother quickly made her way into the mall.

“You’re absolutely revolting,” she made sure to keep a foot or two between them. “That is never going to happen so you can keep dreaming, and go back to wherever you came from.”

Her phone vibrated, letting her know that the driver would arrive at any moment. She could see it now as it approached. She started to walk closer to where the car would pick her up. If he tried to get in she was going to scream.

The car pulled up and she reached for the door, opened it and then pulled the door behind her to close.

 

[KingOfOregon]

Phillip followed behind Sadie a few steps toward the curb but no closer. He waited until she opened the Lyft car’s door and was getting in before saying (loud enough for the driver to hear), “Okay, well, I’ll see you at home tonight honey, and we’ll do that thing you like with the margarine and cucumber.”

He smiled and waved politely to the obviously shocked driver as the car pulled away. He watched the vehicle until it was out of sight, then headed back inside toward a coffee shop for some badly needed caffeine.

Who would have known this would be so exhausting? Phillip thought about the long hours of studying her friends to develop his plans to thoroughly isolate Sadie.

In the coffee shop, he returned to his tablet and smartphone with the cloning and hoaxing capabilities. For the next four hours, he sent texts from and between cloned phone numbers of Sadie’s friends, poked and posted to a variety of walls and news feeds or whatever the kids and social sites were calling them these days, and generally created mayhem within her inner circle.

By the time he was done and heading back to his motel room with a slutty redhead he’d been sitting near, Phillip had pretty much ensured that Sadie’s vacation plans were a bust.

As he slammed his cock into the screaming coffee shop girl, Phillip imagined how nice it was going to be spending the next three months training Sadie to be as willing and cooperative as this well used slut.

After he’d filled the pussy of the once-is-enough stand-in for his true lust target with a serving of his jizm, they fell to the mattress panty and exhausted. Between gasps, she managed, “I don’t even know your name.”

“Call me Daddy,” he said murmured. She laughed, doing as he said with a giggle. Phillip looked to her with a lack of humor and told her firmly,“You can leave now. I’m done with you.”

 

[Cherrybomb400]

The days passed and with it, chaos increased. More rumors or truths were leaked that put friend against friend, and the trip that the four girls were planning seemed to have fallen through. Jessica, the only one of the girls Sadie was still talking to. The two texting and Jessica was trying to convince Sadie that the two of them could still go on the trip but Sadie continued to decline. If she went on the trip it wouldn’t change anything. All the crazy would still be here... though it would get her away from Phillip... actually, she hadn’t seen him since the mall. Maybe he was finally gone. She could only hope.

Today was the day they were supposed to leave and here she was alone in her parents home. They were currently away on a weekend trip. When they came back she would need to explain why she’s wasn’t on a beach in the Caribbean. She sighed as she laid on her bed, trying to read to distract herself. It was a recent retelling of The Little Mermaid. In her room, it was obvious that it was one of a teenagers, but there were still bits and bobs from her childhood. The reoccurring theme was mermaids, which only maid the giant giraffe stuck out. Mermaids were her favorite mythical creatures so why on earth would he give her that?

After a few chapters Sadie’s eyes became heavy and soon she was taking a nap, mid afternoon. Her blonde hair was spread along her pillow. On her person she wore a long white dress that was backless, aside from some straps. It was one of the dresses she got for the trip. It also made her feel a bit like a princess.

Of course now she was asleep, more like sleeping beauty than a mermaid.

 

[KingOfOregon]

It had been almost two weeks since Phillip had seen Sadie at the mall. Well, seen as in seen face-to-face: he still had the giraffe, of course. Any time Sadie was home in her room, Phillip looked in on her with the aid of the stuffed animal's cameras, watching her on his laptop, tablet, or smartphone. Sadie left Phillip wondering whether or not all teenage girls spent that much time lounging about in their rooms in their underwear.

Phillip's manipulation of her friends had worked better than he could have hoped. Within days, he'd had them all up in arms about rumors, lies, betrayals, and more. Within days after than, he'd had Sadie down to just one confidante. Phillip prepared a plan to eliminate even this Jessica from Sadie's side, but in the end it became unnecessary. Sadie wasn't going anywhere for now.

Phillip had been hoping for one of two outcomes from all his work: Sadie would either tell her parents she wasn't going anywhere or she would leave them thinking her vacation was still on and would then go off on her own to keep them in the dark about the disruption in her life. The latter occurred, which just left Phillip tickled pink.

When he hadn't been watching a scantily clad Sadie from the giraffe or manipulating her friends through social media, Phillip had been preparing a place for the two of them to enjoy the summer together. He'd used a significant chunk of his remaining funds (most from illegal activities, of course) to rent a small cabin at the end of a country road near Mt Charleston, west of Las Vegas. Here, they'd been virtually alone, the only structure almost a mile behind a gate to which only he had the key.

And now, the time had arrived for he and Sadie to be together.

<<<<< >>>>>​

She looked so beautiful just laying there on her bed, dozing peacefully. For days, Phillip had been parking in various locations about the neighborhood, monitoring Sadie from the giraffe and from her social media. He couldn't have planned today any better: no parents, no house keeper, no plans of her own, napping.

Phillip silently slipped up close to her, marveling at the way her dress displayed her young firm breasts, her seemingly always pert nipples, her hour glass shape, her long, luscious legs. He knelt close to her bed and reached out a fingertip to her bosom, to one of the little nubs there. Ever so gently, he touched it, then caressed it. It hardened, standing tall as Sadie moaned and shifted a bit. Phillip wondered what might be happening in her unconsciousness: was she dreaming about a man; was she dreaming about him?

He'd been watching her eyes, of course, and the moment they opened to consciousness, then opened wide in panic, Phillip clapped his other hand over her mouth and nose with the rag soaked in chloroform. She struggled against the second arm now holding her to the bed across her belly, but the weak fight waned and was gone from her in less than twenty seconds.

<<<<< >>>>>​

Phillip was sitting in a simple wooden chair in the corner of a windowless room when Sadie awoke on a small twin bed in the opposite corner. He waited until he knew she understood who he was and that she was no longer in her room before he said simply, "Welcome home, honey. It's so nice to have my little girl back again. Do you have a hug and kiss for daddy?"

 

[Cherrybomb400]

Everything felt heavy as Sadie woke. Her mind still a blur as the first thing she saw was that horrible giraffe! Her eyes looked around until she saw another form in the room. Slowly she sat up, still wearing what she had on earlier, though she suspects that his hands might have been the reason it required some adjustments before it looked right. As she became more aware, she looked around the room. Giraffes were everywhere. On the walls, the bed she had been sleeping on, stupid little trinkets and smaller stuffed versions of the large one. There was even a wardrobe looking cabinet but it had more of a circus theme with animals of all kinds including the giraffes.

“Where the hell am I and what the fuck did you do to me?” She growled at him. She wanted nothing more than to claw that annoying grin from his face but she felt so groggy and heavy that she doubted she could manage it.

 

[KingOfOregon]

"It'll pass, honey," Phillip said with a soft, comforting tone. "Don't worry, daddy's gonna take care of you."

Sadie might eventually figure out that he'd chloroformed her; she'd probably seen it again and again on television or in the movies. But it was the other drug now in her system (known on the street appropriately as Sleeping Beauty and popular with men who liked to date rape women) that was causing Sadie most of her disorientation and lethargy. She'd be able to stand and walk about (though a bit unsteadily) in a couple of minutes, but she would have neither the ability to physically combat him in an attempt to escape nor the totally committed emotional desire to do so.

"Do you like the room?" he asked, looking about at the over-the-top, childish décor as he stood and walked to her bed. "Giraffes. They're your favorite, remember?"

They weren't, of course. Phillip couldn't even count the number of times he'd been watching Sadie via the big stuffed animals cameras only to see her grimace at it or even curse it. Once he'd opened the camera App to realize that the point of view of the cameras had changed significantly, and when he ran the recording back to see what had happened, he found himself laughing as Sadie used the enormous toy as target practice for her shoes and other clothing items as she stripped down at day's end.

"Are you hungry, honey?" he asked sitting close to her. He offered out an opened bottle of water, knowing already that she'd be dehydrated from the drugs. He asked lovingly, "How about some water, sweetheart?"

 

[Cherrybomb400]

Sadie weakly scooted back on the bed as Phillip came closer. What the hell was he thinking? Was this all some weird joke or torture attemp? He was calling himself daddy, and it made her want to withdraw even more. Eventually her back was against the wall. It felt like she was using even mor engery than normal just to move away from him.


"Do you like the room?"

She hated the room, almost as much as she hated him. The giraffes seemed like they were mocking her.

"Giraffes. They're your favorite, remember?"

“You’re kidding, right? You should really fire your decorator. I’m surprised you didn’t put a crib in here,” She of course wouldn’t fit in a crib. Not a normal sized one.

He sat on the bed and asked if she was hungry. The mear mention of food had her stomach growling, but she didn’t trust him to give her anything that hadn’t been tampered with. She couldn’t eat or drink anything that came from him. Even if he didn’t drug her, what if fattening her up was part of his twisted fantasy? She wasn’t going to play along.

"How about some water, sweetheart?" it was unsettling how caring he was trying to sound... almost enough to be soothing.

She pushed his hand away from her when he offered the water. Her push wasn’t as strong of a push as she would have liked but it was enough to get the point across. She wanted nothing from him. She just wanted to go home.

“I’ll starve, thanks.” She said sarcastically. Her body really wanted the water though. “You can’t keep me here, people will notice I’m gone and then when they find me no one is going to care what you have on my dad. Just let me leave and stay away from me!”

 

[KingOfOregon]

Phillip studied Sadie for a moment before pulling a cell phone from his jacket pocket. Sadie’s cell phone. Tapping and swiping, he brought up a string of text messages between Sadie and her father. Though, Sadie hadn’t sent these, of course. Phillip had.

“Carl wishes you a safe trip,” Phillip said, pointing to one of the messages. “And here he tells you to be careful of men who, and I quote, ‘only want one thing from you.’ That’s sweet of him.”

As Phillip continued to paraphrase the back and forth texts, Sadie may or may not have been clear headed enough to realize that they spanned the nearly 48 hours that she had been in Phillip’s care, most of it while unconscious or simply so loopy that she wouldn’t remember it.

“I’ll get you something from the kitchen,” Phillip said, standing and heading for the door. He blocked Sadie’s view as he punched a code into an electronic lock. With a click, he opened it and stepped out, asking, “Can I get you anything in particular, honey? I stocked the kitchen with all your favorites.”

He gave Sadie a moment to respond, then stepped out and closed the door. The electronic lock sounded again, followed by the sound of three more, different styles of locks. It probably became quickly clear to Sadie that she wasn’t getting out of here unless Phillip wanted her out.

 

[Cherrybomb400]

Wanted wanted to kick and scream and even cry, but for some reason she just didn’t have the energy for it. Phillip had her exactly where he wanted her. As her vision cleared she could see how decked out the room was... this horrible room she’s was locked inside of. If she’s couldn’t get out she was going to smash every happy looking giraffe in that room.

Slowly she climbed out of the bed, stumbling. Jesus, it was like she had new legs and weren’t really sure how to use them. Just to make sure, she pulled up her long skirt to make sure that he hadn’t cut her legs off and then replaced them with wooden ones. Thankfully she’s saw skin.

With the wardrobe, there was a matching dresser. She opened a drawer... it was empty. She tried another only to find that it was as bare as the other. After investing the dresser she decided to move towards the wardrobe, shuffling and using anything she could to balance herself. She was hoping to find something that could help, but’s she doubted ‘daddy’ Would have been so kind as to leave something.

She expected the wardrobe to be empty like the dresser. Inside we’re clothes... well they didn’t look like any clothing she would wear. They almost looked like doll clothing. She slammed the wardrobe shut. Next to it she saw a toy box... she was willing to bet there’s were more giraffes. She opened it burn it like the dresser was empty. As she’s moved it was starting to become easier to walk but she was no where near her full ability. There was a bathroom, but the door had been taken off. She’s went in to use the toilet and that’s when she discovered her panties were missing. Great.

The bathroom also had a tub and sink. Pink towels, bath supplies. He wouldn’t try to actually bath her, would he? At least he provided her bathroom, door or no.