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Bred by the Stallion, by Jezebel Rose

“This is a gift to you, and you’re going to take care of it,” Daddy said to his daughter.

Ana shook her head, “I can’t just take care of a horse. I do not care if it is a stallion or not! There just isn’t enough time in the day.”

Standing in the door, Ana thought about her Daddy’s proposition. Did he really expect her to care for a horse?

Daddy looked down at his innocent daughter. Wearing her blue nightgown, he could see her soft breasts just under the lining.

“Alright, well, I guess that’s the end of this discussion,” Daddy said as he turned around, leaving his daughter’s bedroom.

Ana noticed something in her Daddy’s voice that she had not heard in a long time. She felt the passion in his voice, very similar to when she went through discipline training back when she was younger. Despite being his sex slave, it did not give him the right to walk all over her.

Standing her ground, Ana spoke up, “I’m not caring for that damn horse you bought! Don’t you dare keep that animal around!”

Just as she spoke, she realized the problem. She broke the very first rule her Daddy taught her. Never speak against Daddy.

His back turned, he stopped midway through the hallway. Ana could feel his strong aura pushing against hers.

“You… How dare you speak against me like that?”

Daddy’s voice was strong. Overpowering and firm without even the slightest crack in his voice.

This time, Ana knew her Daddy was serious. She had not heard that exact tone in a long, long time. Long lost memories of her hands bound, blindfold wrapped around her head, and a flail on her back just before her Daddy thrust inside of her flourished within Ana’s mind.

Ana stepped back into her bedroom from the doorway. She could feel the muscles in her body tightening as she began to reply,

“I… I’m sorry Daddy.”

Even though the apology was Ana’s best option, it had no effect on the incoming attack from her Daddy.

Ana braced herself as her father hulked over her, staring down at his daughter in utter shock. He felt the hair on his arms tighten and rise.

Grabbing her hand, Daddy pulled his terrified daughter from her bedroom and outside to the backyard. “This is what I got you! Look at this Stallion. I spent thousands of dollars on this thing, and you can’t even accept it?”

Unable to hold back the tears any longer, Ana felt her eyes well and begin to drip at the sides. Within moments, streams had formed while her father tore into her.

“I’ve got one god damned solution; I’m going to force you to fuck this horse. You are going to bed over and let him mount you. Finally, you might learn a little damn respect for your Daddy.”

Ana watched her Daddy pull off his belt.

When his hands went for his belt, Ana darted towards the house. Quickly running to her bedroom, she slid under her bed.

Daddy held tight onto the stallion’s reins and walked him into his daughter’s bedroom. He knew exactly where she was.

Ana could hear the clop from each hoof as the horse trotted down the hallway. She heard the door latch shut.

Looking at her Daddy’s feet, she watched him walk around the bed and lean down. Smiling, he grabbed her feet and began to pull her out.

Ana kicked and screamed as her Daddy pulled her from the bed. Try as she might, she could not help feeling as if she felt violated. Just because she told her Daddy a vow that she would do anything he said, she felt as if this was just crossing the line.

“Fucking get out here right now!” Daddy yelled as he wrapped the rope around his daughter’s ankles and began to knot them together. His daughter, holding onto the bed frame, just would not let go. Her feet now taut, she could no longer kick him.

Daddy jumped on the bed and glanced under the bed. He saw his daughter looking down at her tied feet. Quickly grabbing her arms, he tied them together as tight as he could. Doubling up the knot, he finally had his daughter where he wanted her.

Ana screamed and cursed at her Daddy, unable to control herself.

Grabbing the side of the bed, Daddy heaved and flipped the entire frame over. His daughter was now face up on the bed, tied at both the hands and feet.

“Why do you have to make this so fucking difficult,” Daddy said as he grabbed his daughter’s little pink panties and pulled them down to her knees. He smirked as he looked over his daughter’s light bush. Running his fingers over, he felt her soft hair against his palm.

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