The Headmaster's Daughter

Victoria Whitaker is twenty-five. She works at the village nursery. She has been out of school for years. She still wears the old uniform because she likes things neat. She still calls her father Sir.

Now the headmaster is breeding her.

Gemma arranged the first meeting. Harold took everything that followed. 

He fucked his own grown daughter over the blotter while she whispered please and thank you and Sir. He stretched her on that thick, broad cock until the polite mouth broke and she begged him to flood her cunt. He sent her home leaking, with a report card in red ink.

Pupil: Victoria Whitaker. 

Grade: A+. Gold star. 

She came on the bathroom floor with his seed running down her thigh and a star emoji from Daddy on her phone.

The highest mark is the child. His daughter. His grandchild. The nursery will have to make room. Her partner Oliver still smiles and calls it a miracle. Carol still thinks the father and daughter are simply close.

Harold has already started the list of names for the next ones.

The hunger never fades. The next gold star is already on the list. And the best girl in the year is already carrying him.

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For your best girl, whoever she is, wherever she is.

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