Breeding my Daughter on her Wedding Day

Story Excerpt

It was supposed to be the proudest day of my life, walking my daughter down the aisle. Instead, I was drowning in forbidden lust, staring at her tight wedding dress and aching to claim what no father ever should. She saw it too. She wanted it. And before her groom ever got the chance, she dragged me down into the dark cellar of the winery to give me what she had saved all her life. Her body was tight, desperate, dripping for Daddy. She begged me to breed her, to pump her full of my seed before she ever said her vows. And I did. On her wedding day, in her wedding dress, I destroyed her innocence and filled her womb. Now she belongs to me forever, no matter what the world thinks.