Daddy Dearest Read online

  I woke up with a start, unsure whether it was a moment or hours later. I knew right away what had happened, and I also knew I couldn’t move a single inch.

  “Daddy,” I said groggily, trying to get out of the uncomfortable position I was in and failing miserably.

  “Sleep well, princess?”

  His rough, masculine voice made waves of excitement and fear wash over my body. God, I wanted more. I wanted him to hurt me more, fuck me more, make me pay for what I’d done.

  I opened my eyes slowly, trying to make sense of the predicament I was in.

  I looked around through heavy eyelids, slowly realizing I was tied to a chair with Levi’s ties. One around each ankle, one around my wrists.

  “Wh-What’s going on?” I asked, and he came into my field of vision.

  He was so fucking sexy in a dark suit and his gray hair. I’d tried, tried for so many years to find somebody else to fixate on. Of course, I knew Levi was off limits, first because of my mother and then because of Kendall. But I couldn’t resist anymore. My crush had finally gotten out of hand and I needed him more than ever.

  “Levi,” I begged. “Don’t hurt me.”

  Even as I said it, my heart pounded with the hope that he would ignore my pleas.

  “I’ll do whatever the fuck I want,” he told me easily, coming up to me.

  I gasped when I realized he was holding a huge vibrator. He’d made sure my legs were wide open, but he didn’t even touch me as he tied the thing down between my legs.

  “Get on it, princess,” he told me with an easy smile, and I gave him a panicked look. “Come on, none of that, Mandy. As if you haven’t played with one of these before. Put your pussy on it, let your cunt suck it in. I know you’re going to fucking love it, and so do you.”

  I hitched myself up and looked him right in the eyes as I sank down on the thick, lubed-up sex toy. I moaned when I felt it entering me, filling my pussy until I felt so fucking full I could have purred in satisfaction.

  Levi reached for me, and I was sure he was going to touch me. I was desperate for it. But instead, he just flicked the button, turning on the vibrator. I moaned in shock and then in satisfaction as the toy did its job, slowly starting to get me off and sending shivers up my spine.

  “Good girl,” Levi told me roughly, taking a step back to admire me in my helpless position.

  It made my pussy ooze, the way he looked at me. And even though I knew he’d try to deny it, I knew he was getting off on this too.

  “Play with me now,” I said in a husky voice. “Come on, Daddy, please. Fucking play with me.”

  I parted my legs more, the toy almost getting me off, right on the edge of orgasm.

  “Oh no, princess,” he said easily. “I’m not going to play with you. In fact, why don’t you enjoy learning your lesson while I take care of some business.”

  He pulled his phone out just as the vibrations massaging my pussy from the inside became too much. I spasmed and cried out, and my pussy came all over the toy stuck inside it.

  “Levi,” I begged. “Daddy, please!”

  “No, princess,” he told me sternly. “You need your punishment. Now let the toy do its job while I do mine.”

  And he just walked the fuck out, leaving me tied down and naked, the toy lodged in my pussy.

  The sick thing was, it only made me want him more, and my whole body shook with pleasure and the need for Levi to replace the vibrator with his own dick.

  I stopped counting after the fourth orgasm. It seemed as if the toy had started working with a vengeance, making my overly sensitive pussy come over and over again. I felt myself getting aroused from a single vibration, my body getting off on the toy even when I didn’t want to. God, what was he doing to me? How long was he going to leave me like this? I wouldn’t mind forever, as long as he came back and watched me suffer so beautifully for him.

  I was getting dizzy from the orgasms, waves crashing in my ears and blocking out every other sound under the sun. I couldn’t focus on anything but my cunt spasming, coming all over the toy, needing something else to fill it up. The vibrations were so strong I didn’t even know where one orgasm ended and the other begun. All I could do was let it wash over me, try and get off more, rub against the chair and push the toy deeper.

  The chair was covered in my juices, sticky and wet from my pussy as I came again and again. My vision was blurry and I felt dizzy as fuck when Levi came back into the room. And still, even when I was so out of it, my heart lurched at the sight of him, needing so much more, needing him to take care of me the only way I wanted it.

  “Daddy,” I groaned. “Please…”

  “You look like you’re having fun,” he told me with a grin.

  He approached me while I squirmed on the chair, and I wanted to cry when he reached for the vibrator, because he still didn’t touch me, or maybe a little with relief that it was over.

  But instead of turning it off, he increased the setting and I stared at him with my mouth gaping open before another orgasm wracked my body.

  He watched me coming, with an evil little smirk on his face and his eyes burning with anger.

  “Now we’re going to have a little talk, princess,” he told me easily, sitting down on Kendall’s bed and staring at me. “Why did you write that letter?”

  I could have lied, but the vibrator coupled with his burning eyes made me want to tell him the truth.

  “Mom,” I managed to get out between orgasms. “She made me. She wanted you to cheat… Get the money… Humiliate you.”

  I came again, my eyes rolling back as my body responded to the vibrations. What was he doing to me? My body was a mess of overly sensitive nerves, and I knew if he so much as touched me, I’d be begging him to fuck me.

  “I fucking knew it,” he muttered to himself before focusing his attention back on me.

  I could barely see him through the haze in front of my eyes, so fucking scared and so wet I heard my pussy slurping up the vibrator, leaking all over it. Levi seemed to hear too, and he glanced between my legs before grinning at me.

  “What are we going to do with you, princess?” he asked thoughtfully, and I was eager to answer.

  “Please, take me to your apartment,” I begged. “With Kendall. I want to be with you. I don’t want to be with mom, please. I’m… oh God, I’m scared of her.”

  “I know, princess,” he said thoughtfully, and his expression hardened when those words came out of my mouth. “Don’t worry, Mandy. I’m going to make sure you’re safe.”

  I came again, even though I didn’t want to, finally realizing the effectiveness of his punishment. He was fucking crazy evil.

  “I want to be with you,” I repeated. “The two of you. Daddy, God, fuck, please, Daddy please.”

  “I like hearing you beg,” he told me with an easy smile. “But what you’ve done is fucking unforgivable, Amanda.”

  “Please,” I said weakly. “I’ll do anything. Anything you want, just let me come back with you.”

  He got up and glanced at his watch. “Why don’t we see if you’ve changed your mind after an hour,” he said simply, and my eyes widened as he walked out of the room.

  I shouted and begged after him but he was gone, and this time, I knew he wasn’t going to come back so soon. He was going to make me take my punishment in full, but even this, coming tied down on a chair with a sex toy in my cunt, felt better than the alternative.

  I gave into the pleasure, feeling my pussy wrap itself around the vibrator and pulsate around it.

  I could play his games, and I could play them well.

  18

  Kendall

  Levi had been so attentive, so sweet to me that whole day.

  Maybe it was because he came to pick me up at school with Amanda in tow, and he saw my expression darken when I noticed him there with my sister.

  She was up to something no good, I knew it when she decided to pull one of our told twin swaps. She’d asked for my clothes, and because of
everything that was going on at home, I found it impossible to deny her. I gave her what she wanted and ended up walking around in her too-tight dress all day. Levi’s expression darkened, but only for a moment, when he saw me walk down the stairs in my sister’s clothing.

  “Hey, baby girl,” he said gently, pulling me in for a hug bordering on the inappropriate. “Mandy’s coming back with us.”

  “Okay,” I said, a little uneasily, even though, if I was being honest with myself, I understood.

  Mom wasn’t the easiest person to live with. Even before Levi came along, we’d been used to her odd habits. To all the booze, the pills she used to swallow when we weren’t looking. I still remembered finding her passed out with a drink in her hand and an empty sleeping pill bottle in her hand. Not enough to kill her, she’d claimed desperately the next day, but the damage was done, even her excuse seeming phony and deceitful. That was the night I grew up, I always thought, the night I stopped being a little girl.

  I never told Levi about it, and I never knew whether he was aware of Mom’s pill-popping and her drinking habit. If he was, he never said a word.

  Of course, I didn’t want Amanda living in that kind of environment. Didn’t she deserve to get away, just like I had? She loved me, I was sure of it. She would never hurt me on purpose.

  Levi ushered me into the car, and I sat in the backseat with my sister. She gave me a wary look, and I noticed her disheveled appearance. Her hair was wild, her clothes buttoned up strangely. What had she been up to? I didn’t even really want to know. By then I was aware of my sister’s wild side, and sometimes, I was better off not knowing what she’d gotten up to.

  “You okay?” I asked her warily, and she looked at me with glassy eyes.

  Was I imagining it, or was there a hint of regret in her gaze? She looked at me like she’d done something bad, a look of guilt passing over her face so fast I could have convinced myself I’d imagined it.

  “I’m good,” she said simply, and then she curled up against me, burrowing her face in my shoulder.

  I smoothed down her hair and let her. It had been a long time since Amanda had tried to find comfort in me, and I felt guilty for relishing it. We used to be so close – what happened? I wanted it back, that closeness. I still knew I could come to her about anything, but over the past year, Mandy had been slowly but firmly pushing me away. I never understood it, even though I tried so hard to make sense of her actions. But maybe, finally, things were going to go back to normal.

  Levi drove us home with music playing on the radio, and Amanda remained leaning on me, as if she needed me for support. When we got to the apartment building and he parked in the garage, he helped us both out and I noticed my sister was standing on wobbly legs. I didn’t even question where she was going when she left school, figuring it had something to do with a guy. I wasn’t about to stop her – she was her own person despite us being twins, and I didn’t want to cause another fight between us.

  We took the lift up to Levi’s apartment, and Amanda’s mouth gaped open when she saw the beautiful flat. I was only starting to notice how luxurious yet understated it really was, fixed with marble countertops and buttery, expensive white leather. It was beautiful, and my skin prickled with excitement at the thought of spending more time there, even if I did have to share it with my sister.

  Levi showed Amanda to one of the guest rooms, and told me to wait in the bedroom. The thought that I’d be sleeping in the master bedroom with him made me beam with pride, and I sat on the edge of the unmade bed with a little smile on my face.

  He was back a moment later, his eyes affectionate as he came up to me. I was so short my legs dangled off the edge of the bed, and he smoothed my hair down, grinning when he saw my feet hanging like that.

  “You’re adorable,” he told me simply. “And I have something for you.”

  I perked up right away, my eyes shining as he pulled out a jewelry box from his jacket. He handed it over to me, and my fingers shook as I untied the pink silk bow on the top. The ribbon fell away easily, and I opened the box with my eyes shining in anticipation. He was so sweet for getting me something, so thoughtful and kind. And I couldn’t help but revel in the fact that he’d only gotten me a gift. Nothing for my sister.

  The box opened and I stared at the beautiful necklace inside it.

  My fingers shook as I took it out, wrapping around the silver adorned with hints of pale, baby pink.

  “It’s so pretty,” I said, feeling mesmerized.

  “I told you I’d get you a collar, didn’t I?” Levi said with a grin, coming up behind me. “Pull your hair up, baby girl, I want to see it on you.”

  I did as he told me, pulling my hair off my back as he reached for the necklace. It was so stunning, a thin silver band that locked around my neck with a pretty pink bow in the front. The bow was metal, small and dainty, in the palest of pinks. It was perfect, and my eyes shone with pleasure as he locked it around my neck. And now I was sure of it – I belonged to Levi.

  “You look stunning,” he told me, his lips leaving a fleeting kiss on the back of my neck that made me shiver.

  “Thank you, Daddy,” I whispered, and he came back in front of me, kneeling on the floor.

  “Kendall,” he said simply. “I want you to know how much you mean to me. How much this… between us, how important it is for me. Do you understand?”

  I nodded, my heart beating with urgency, hoping he would say the words I so desperately wanted to hear. I knew I felt it, too. I knew it from long before he even touched me, if I was being honest with myself.

  “Kendall,” he said again. “I just want you to know I–”

  Amanda barged in the room, her eyes watery and urgent.

  “Levi,” she said breathlessly. “She’s at the door. Mom is at the door.”

  Levi looked into my eyes, and his own spoke of things that couldn’t be said in the moment. He smiled at me gently before getting up and helping me get off the bed too. I locked eyes with Amanda, and I saw her gaze fill with jealousy when she saw the necklace around my neck. I felt smug, proud that Levi had chosen me. I reveled in her jealousy, and I didn’t even feel guilty. It was about time I got something she couldn’t have.

  We walked out into the living room and that was when I heard the banging. Someone was tearing the place down, slamming their fist on the front door.

  I looked at Levi, his expression darkening as he sighed and rubbed his eyes.

  “I’ll deal with this,” he said, but Amanda stood in front of him and gave him a rough look.

  I’d seen her look like that before, but now was the first time I wondered what my sister had gone through with Mom when I wasn’t looking.

  It was true they’d always been closer than I had with our mother, but at what cost? I still didn’t know what their relationship really entailed, just that Mom seemed to prefer my sister. But now I was worried, not just that she would take us away from Levi, but that she would take it out on Mandy too. My sister didn’t look scared, though. She looked determined.

  She walked up to the door with Levi and me following closely behind. Levi helped her unlock the door, and just as she was about to open it, he stood in front of her.

  “Mandy,” he said simply. “Let me deal with this. You shouldn’t have to.”

  “I want to,” she said, her mouth set in a thin line. “It’s time.”

  He stepped aside reluctantly as she opened up the door.

  Mom stormed inside the apartment in a fury, her eyes blazing and her mouth shouting obscenities that were so slurred I could barely understand her.

  “You fucking bitch,” she snarled at Amanda. “How could you do this to me? How fucking could you? Our plan, our fucking plan!”

  She tried to attack Amanda, and Levi stepped between them, with my sister glaring at our mother. She didn’t even seem to notice me, and I shrank back, pretending I was a wallflower and not wanting to have anything to do with the mess playing out in front of me.

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p; “Mom, it’s over,” Mandy said simply. “I’m done, done with you fucking using me.”

  “Using you?” Mom cried out. “Shut the fuck up, Amanda, you were perfectly willing.”

  I glanced at my sister, seeing her eyes fill with tears.

  “Fuck you,” she said, and I gasped softly.

  Levi stood between them awkwardly, glancing from one to the other, unsure of what to do. But I knew this face-off had to happen. It was time to end our relationship with Mom. I didn’t want to admit it to myself, but over the past few years it had deteriorated into a mess of feeling guilty and dependent on her, and her using us any way she possibly could. I was the lucky one – she barely noticed me, but with Amanda, it was different.

  “I’m done,” my sister said. “Done playing your sick fucking games.”

  “Oh no, you’re not,” Mom snarled. “You’re coming back with me right now.”

  It hurt that she didn’t even notice me, and I felt tears pricking at my eyes. She didn’t even give a shit about me, did she? All she cared about was Amanda.

  “She’s eighteen,” Levi cut in. “She can do what she wants, and I’m prepared to take care of them both.”

  “Yeah, you have enough money, don’t you Levi?” Mom snarled at him. “What about me? Who’s going to take care of me, Levi?”

  He stared at her stoically and she returned her attention to Amanda, glaring at her with all the pent-up anger she’d worked up over the years.

  “You need to get the fuck out,” Levi told her, but she ignored him.

  “All I did for you,” she told my sister. “All those clothes, the hairdresser, all the fucking things I bought you. For what?”

  “For what?” Amanda asked quietly. “Do I have to answer that, Mom?”

  Mom glared at her.

  “Was it so you could offer me up as a prize?” Amanda asked softly. “So you could offer your fucking conquests your daughter and profit off of me? Oh yes, you were taken, but had they met your daughter? Amanda, beautiful, young Amanda, so innocent, or at least that’s what you toldthem, didn’t you, Mom? Couldn’t exactly tell them you’d been whoring me off since I was sixteen.”