Believe me that I am in the Father, and the Father in me:
cw: daddy-daughter incest, sacrilegious, virgin kink, drugging, dub-con, innocent reader, reader is 19 & taiju is 50, religious manipulation, creampie, 1.4k words (crazy), kinda wrote this for @kissingkazu as well as for myself (a little self indulgent,, actually very)
You sat in the front pew as the pastor carried on, staring at the gorgeous purity ring on your finger. You played with it, reading the engraved bible passage and reciting it in your head over and over.
Your father had gifted it to you, giving it to you at the ripe age of 18. Just a day after your birthday.
He looked down at you out of the corner of his eye and held your hand, causing you to stop looking at the ring and him.
“Pay attention.” He commands, you of course oblige and do as he says.
You were 19 now, still at home and doing everything you had done since you were 14 except now you felt your father’s presence at home more.
He payed attention more to how you dressed and was more involved in you outside the life you have of being the home caretaker.
He told you had had a surprise for you after church, maybe that’s why you couldn’t stop fidgeting.
The car ride to the house is calming, he has jazzy gospel music playing in the background.
He seemed to be driving faster than usual though, most likely hunger. You did make his favorite Sunday meal this morning after all.
“When we get into the house, just sit by the dining table.” He says, turning into your driveway. He doesn’t ask you, rather he orders you to do so and of course you oblige.
Who were you to disobey the man that did everything for you. He had been weirdly tense ever since a boy at church had approached you, asking for a date. You had laughed politely but declined, your father having told you that all boys just want sex. Even if they’d marry you with no love.
The car comes to a complete stop and you’re out hurriedly, making sure to quickly sit down.
A few minutes pass by and he comes to the table, setting a glass of wine in front of you. The red substance shocked you, its deep crimson shade swirling slowly. You weren’t allowed to drink, he forbade it. Next to it is a piece of bread, small and just enough for a bite.
He sits across you and breaks the silence.
“Take, eat; this is my Body, which is given for you: Do this in remembrance of me.”
“Daddy, we’ve had communion.” You reply, confused.
He repeats himself and you eat the bread, chewing slowly.
He then took the cup in front of him and held it in his hand. He then said
“Drink ye all of this, for this is my Blood of the New Testament, which is shed for you and for many, for the remission of sins: Do this, as oft as ye shall drink it, in remembrance of me”
“Amen” you respond, drinking the wine. It was sweet but in order to not upset him you put it down after a sip.
“Finish it.” He instructs, looking you in the eye.
You do so, gulping it down to the last drop. You wiped the bit that dripped on your chin with your napkin.
“Would you like to eat lunch now, daddy?” You ask him, standing up but you legs feel like jelly.
He stands up and is almost immediately behind you. How did he move to you so fast?
You’re not sure how everything is so fast yet so slow but suddenly you’re in your room.
Drowsily, you attempt to walk to your bed. You see your cute night dress sprawled out on the bed for you. You feel your father assist you in undressing, the dress you had on slipping off as quick as your bra right after.
He pulled the dress over your head, holding you a little longer than appropriate.
He lays you down and you can see him look at you with hesitation, like he’s thinking before he acts.
You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him down to hug you. Taiju had never been affectionate.
“I never want to get married, daddy. That would mean i have to leave you.” You whisper, rubbing the side of his head.
His cologne fills your senses and you immediately feel at ease, no thought could disturb you with your father in your arms.
He pulls himself upwards and kisses you, softly and as slow as he can. You don’t do much back, the feeling of your father kissing you in this way feeling foreign and strange.
He unbuttons the top buttons of his dress shirt and pulls it over his head, the slick back hair messing up, leaving him with a few loose strands in front.
You hear him unzip his pants and hear his belt buckle hit the floor. His cock brushes against your thigh in his underwear.
“Daddy,” you mumble as he kisses your neck “What’re you doing?”
He bites harshly on your shoulder, you open your mouth to scream but no sound comes out.
He grinds against your leg, you feel the wet stickiness of his tip touching you.
“Daddy, we shouldn’t be doing this.” You tell him before he draws a moan from you
“This is what dad’s and kiddos do, little one. God encourages it, it means I ove you.” he replies before going back to kissing you
It means he loves you? That must mean its okay right? If God encourages it and is fine with it then it’s okay.. but why did something still feel amiss?
He frees his cock from his underwear, you don’t even want to look down at it. The throbbing of it against your leg scares you but you feel the arousal leak out of your still clothed pussy.
He pulls your panties to the side, putting the tip of his cock by your entrance.
“W-What about my ring.” you stutter out, anxious.
“This doesn’t count kiddo. You can keep it on forever, even if you’re with me.” He says, smiling down at you sadistically.
“Let me save myself, please daddy.” you plea
“Roman’s 10:19, If you declare with your mouth, “Jesus is Lord,” and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved” He says to you before pushing himself inside you
He throws his head down, feeling how tight you are around him.
You stop breathing, the stretch of his cock inside him stinging. He barely gives you time to adjust before he moves his hips.
You hold his shoulders as strong as you can, not much as the drugs in your system are beginning to take full effect.
Your nails dig into him and the tears fall from your eyes, why does it hurt so much?
“Please stop, daddy. Please give me more time.” you beg
He continues to move, beginning to pick up pace. You cry out, the pain beginning to fade out into pleasure. He looks down and notices the formation of a cream ring halfway down his cock.
He wouldn’t make you take him all, it’s your first time after all.
You let out a string of moans, your body trembling slightly as he continued to hit your g-spot over and over.
“See, daddy knows whats best.” He says.
He leans down a little and cups one of your breasts underneath your dress in his hand. He changes the angle of his hips and slightly lifts his leg, it has you screaming. The tears in your heads drying slowly.
“You’re close, just hold on.” He grunts in your ear, his cologne completely engulfs you. You cry out.
“I-I love you, daddy!” you say, beginning to tear up again
The world around you shatters as he pulls the orgasm out of you, your body shakes violently and he has to hold you down to keep fucking. He cums in you right after, the feeling of the hot creamy liquid foreign.
You began to cry, hitting his chest weakly, on the verge of passing out.
“Why don’t you love me, daddy?” You sob, your hands pushing his chest weakly “You said daddies do this with their children to say I love you. Why now? Did you only begin to love me now?”
You scream in frustration, sobbing as he pulled out. The hot liquid poured out of you onto your bedsheets.
You cried yourself tired, watching him walkout your bedroom door.
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