This is a print version of story ESCAPE by sexaddict66 from xHamster.com
Part I. Reunion
Jacqueline was a very rebellious and indomitable c***d, she had a troubled past and was perceived at school as a bit of a loner, she had a troubled relationship with her Mother, who had problems of her own. Jacqueline was growing into a fine figure of a woman, still slightly lissom, she had fine, straight, dark Auburn hair and light chestnut eyes that shone in the sun.
Jacquie had an aquiline nose that balanced her face well and she got plenty of attention from boys, Jacqueline just did not welcome it much; she did not really like boys her age, too unstable and insecure in themselves.
She liked to dress in dark colours and older styles, people at school said that Jacqueline was a Goth, but really she was more of a Victorian Romantic, she liked melancholia and burlesque themes, this also compounded her seeming inaccessibility to boys at school, consequently.
Everything changed for Jacquie when on her 16th Birthday she received a Birthday card and letter (via a Solicitor's firm) from her estranged Father, Martin, who had lost touch after her Mum had moved away and he'd returned to live in his native Spain. After some mediation, Jacqueline was given visitation rights with her father.
Jacquie had been estranged from Martin somewhere between Three and Four years old, so the sad fact was that she could remember nothing about her Daddy, not even what he looked like, her Mother had thrown all the old stuff out of the house when she had moved away. At first, things were awkward and a bit stilted between them.
Martin was hurt that his Baby girl could not remember him and how affectionate he was with her, so he tried to make up for that this time. It was not hard for him to turn things around, luckily.
Martin was uber-cool and capable, and at last Jacquie felt protected and safe, she came out of her shell a lot more and became confident in many things. Through his warmth and affection that her Dad displayed to her, Jacquie did not dislike herself as much as before either; and this was the true reason for her new-found confidence.
When Jacqueline had to go back to her normal life at home, she was disconsolate again, because she missed how affectionate and intimate her Dad was with her. But there was something else; Jacquie was also extremely attracted to her Daddy and despite herself, she had soon developed a really big crush on him.
Martin was no fool and was aware this, but pretended he to be oblivious, while not responding and being just as affectionate as ever to his precious Jacquie.
Martin was exactly Jacquie's type, which intrigued her even more about her attraction to him (since she had not remembered what he looked like for most of her life), he was just over 6 foot tall and had a solid build, broad shoulders and a big chest, Jacquie loved resting her head on it to listen to his heartbeat or sonorous voice when he spoke.
Jacqueline's Daddy had a real presence, but such gentle, loving eyes at times and especially when creased in that special smile of his that made Jacquie feel that she was the only one he smiled at like that, but the slight creases remaining around his eyes afterwards belied that.
Martin had almost black hair (about 30% pure white "salt") that curled at the ends slightly after growing straight for most of the length to his regular cut, which was always short at the sides, he had olive skin, which Jacquie also loved to compare to her own when she was next to him, arm to arm, leg to leg, a silly, innocent game, but Jaqcueline loved it much more than she let on.
Martin dressed casual, but smart, he took care of his appearance in a subtle way, always smelled nice and Jacquie loved all this, she compared all other men that she met to him; she could not help it.
Unintentionally, Jacquie's Daddy had legitimated the crush, but Martin hoped she would grow out of it. Martin had also read somewhere that it was sometimes an aspect in relationships with estranged c***dren where there had been a very long break and they met as adults, or close to.
In fact the most consensual sexual relationships on that basis were usually in those circumstances, as Martin had discovered to his surprise, but Jacqueline's Dad took his responsibilities as a father more seriously, he understood that Jacquie was just young and had obviously never had a man treat her that well before.
Martin knew at the same time that he had to continue with the positive reinf***ement and persevere with being the only positive male figure in her life at that time (and seemingly ever, which made Martin even sadder and more determined in his task).
Unfortunately and as often happened, Jacqueline's Dad's success with her was used against him; and her Mum broke the agreement and moved away again, causing more turmoil in Jacqueline's life. This time and for her Daddy's sake, and even though she could not see him, she tried to be good, she got a boyfriend for a while and she even slept with him sometimes and he was a decent, stable young man.
But one night and sl**ping with with her man and after some heavy fooling around, Jacquie had a dream where she was being comforted and being made love to at the same time by her Daddy, as he gently held her in place by shoulders and shushed into her ear gently as he thrust himself completely into her, whispering for her to relax...
It was such an amazing dream that it stayed with Jacqueline all the next day and she dumped her boyfriend abruptly, as she realised that she just did not love him and Jacquie was very disturbed by her dream and what it really meant. Was it a literal dream or some sort of metaphor?
After her 17th Birthday and with no Daddy in prospect for the summer holidays, Jacqueline ran away to her Dad's marina in London to stay on his houseboat. She only got about 4 days with him before the Police and Social Services came, responding to a complaint on behalf of the Mother, which had to be investigated, and the c***d was placed back with her legal guardian/s if found. So back she went, and tearfully.
However, that was the best weekend of Jacqueline's life so far, because she loved his little houseboat and his little black cat, Mishka, Jacquie was able to confide in him about her man-troubles and f****y troubles and in return her Daddy gave good, objective, advice to her and he did not judge her.
In Jacquie's life at home she got advice that suited the adviser and her Mum always spoke badly about Martin, and yet, he was nothing like that here and now in front of her. She could play her music on the laptop, and she loved making Daddy some sandwiches, even if they were badly done sometimes, Daddy never commented, apart from how good they were.
But Jacqueline did not talk about the main thing; which was her dream and how completely nurtured, protected and loved she felt when her Daddy took sexual possession of her at last. She thought about it all the time, how to talk about it with him, but the time was never right.
Jacqueline's Dad was always just Dad, which made it harder in so many ways.
That was why for example Jacquie talked about guy-troubles, they really meant nothing to her any more, and she wanted to go on from that to ask if he had any girl-troubles, and find out what he liked in a woman, and then maybe think and talk about her and Daddy... but Martin never responded, he always stayed focused on Jacquie and on giving her good advice, which just made it more frustrating for her.
So regretfully Jacqueline went back "home" for the rest of the lonely summer holiday, with the few treasured memories to hold close to her heart of being on the boat and the small kernels of information her Daddy had given her.
How for example soon enough she would be 18, and then legally a lot of things changed. She could decide where she wanted to live herself, and even if the Police came knocking, this time she could refuse to go with them.
At the same time Martin continued to try to get access via the Civil Courts, but again Jacqueline's Mum told a lot of lies, stonewalled, and missed appointments. Also at Jacquie's age, the Courts did not really do much. Martin had few rights to access or anything like that, due to the lack of contact beforehand, which was not his fault; Jacquie's Mother had moved away and not left any forwarding address early on, but the Court did not recognise this.
This made the desire raging in Jacqueline's heart burn stronger, the passion sometimes visible in her dark-ringed and delicately moted chestnut eyes.
So having her own choice and living with Daddy became Jacquie's dream, as the dark winter months progressed. She would write to her Daddy as often as possible, and him to her. Phone-calls were not so easy, Jacqueline always got a hard time if caught out talking and laughing with her Dad, but this also added to the "danger" sometimes and Jacquie also enjoyed even that small thing as another escape from the humdrum.
Jacquie had more dreams about her Daddy, strange ones of being tied up and being whipped and f***ed into sex with him, but again her own lust and desire was so intense that the dreams stayed with her for days and days after.
Although Jacqueline thought about it obsessively, it was still her darkest deepest secret; one that she could not even confess to her Daddy, as much as she wanted to and planned to, but Jacquie could never quite get up the courage. But she could indulge the obsession by talking about him, which she did and very often.
Jacquie was so impressed by her dark and vivid dreams that she would often wake up extremely sexually frustrated and she needed to touch herself to make it go away.
She had never had this habit before, and she took to relieving herself in risky situations, the shame was always huge when nearly caught. But she used to fantasise about being caught by an older man and being taken by him roughly, right there in that semi-public place. Jacqueline was beginning to take to risky, impulsive sexual behaviour now; another sign of potential personality problems in the future.
This would've concerned Martin greatly if he knew, he would've agonised at how vulnerable such girls are to unscrupulous men, in fact Martin had that fear as very real in his mind already, as is common among some fathers. Jacqueline's mother of course, noticed nothing, she was too wrapped up in her own Man-problems anyway (and as ever).
Slowly the months until May crept on and May the Seventh; her 18th Birthday. Finally and on the day, a Saturday and as planned with Daddy, Jacqueline filled her rucksack with her "running-away" pack of clothes with a nervous, joyous energy and went downstairs to have a light breakfast.
Jacqueline exchanged pleasantries with her Mum and said she had some stuff she wanted to take to the dry-cleaners in the rucksack she wanted cleaned to wear out that night. She opened the pink and tacky birthday cards she'd received in a casual and subtly dismissive manner.
"Goodbye to c***dish things", Jacquie thought in her mind, as she tied her hair back in a pony-tail again, with an air of finality.
This was because Jacquie's thoughts were racing ahead to where she wanted to be and in the adventure in prospect with Daddy, at last! Jacqueline both wanted to hurry and take her time and savour the moments. It felt like she was in her own escape movie, and Jacquie indulged the fantasy while she could.
After washing up, Jacqueline picked up the sports rucksack and said she'd be back "Later" and after a hair appointment from visiting the dry-cleaners first; but instead as she got into town she went to the train station and got her ticket to London and the marina in the East End, where her Daddy was.
Jacqueline had crazy butterflies in her stomach for many reasons by the time she walked across the gangplank and onto Martin's boat, the "Jacquie's Choice".
After a very special card and inscription inside that, a little cake and book for a present (Dostoyevsky, "Crime and Punishment"), Daddy talked about the future. He proposed that they simply stay there until the police arrive soon, but this time she can tell them legally that actually she has not "run away", but chooses to live there with her Daddy instead, as is now her right.
But Jacqueline did not like this idea, as she always had this dream of her Daddy coming in the night for her to save her from her horrible life by taking her onto his boat and they run away together and away from the world, she also wanted it as her revenge on the Police and Social Services for putting her back somewhere she hated all the time.
So Jacquie was honest and told her Daddy about this and Martin thought about this; how his precious Jacquie'd had so little stimulation and love from the "parents" in her life so far.
Martin then thought he would make this one small thing come true for her on her Birthday, so he improvised, asking if Jacqueline was for going on an extended summer cruise together on the boat and through the Canal and River system and into Wales and rather than being stuck in that Marina any longer, since the "Jacquie's Choice" had been in the same place for a few years now.
Of course, Jacquie agreed to this plan, she loved it, her Daddy had come through for her once again.
Part II. Escape
The "Jacquie's Choice" set sail under her own steam the next day and after Martin had paid off his mooring fees and told the Master that he was leaving. Not long after they left, Jacquie was eagerly helping fix things on the boat to make her ready for the journey and Daddy repainted the boat and they renamed her the "Custody", in commemoration of his and Jacquie's travails to get to this point.
It was a strange name for a boat, but they both loved the private meaning that it had. Soon the name would come to have another meaning again to them both.
In her private thoughts, Jacqueline loved the seeming contradiction of never feeling as free, truly liberated as she did around her Daddy and yet she was now technically in his custody, but by her own free-will. That she had in fact escaped into his wonderful custody. This was another thing that Jacquie could not share with her Dad yet, another strong, but secret impression in her mind.
Meanwhile the Police and Social Services were looking for Jacqueline, but there were not many resources, legally with a missing over-16 year old (let alone an adult, legally at 18), they might have run away by choice; so resources were limited even more in such cases. Just a small team of 2 detectives in Jacqueline's home-town were on the case and on a part-time basis, looking at Jacquie's bank-card transactions and speculating any river routes they might have taken based on those.
For everyone their 18th Summer is always a special one, well, if it can be possible, Jacqueline's one was even more so, she loved nature and so did her Daddy; so they often went on walks together and they would talk about many things, because Martin was so well-educated and read, they would always see wild a****ls close up because even wild a****ls were so easy around Jacquie's Daddy, anther thing she loved about him.
They would have picnics and camp-fires later on at night, life on the boat was idyllic.
Unfortunately for Jacquie though, her own dark torments got much worse, as she bonded even more with her Daddy. Not only that, but her closeness to him made it so much easier for her to indulge her obsessive fantasies about him while on the confines of a small boat and with a Daddy who did not believe in secrecy or closed doors with such close f****y. This was also because Martin had noted that where Jacqueline grew up, her parental figures were obviously the opposite, which can also be damaging psychologically.
But Jacqueline had her own secrets, for example one day she found Daddy's collection of erotic comics in his berth in the bow of the boat, and one of the was called "Ai Papi" about a Latin father like hers who had a taboo consensual relationship with his late teen daughter.
It was too much for Jacquie to see what was sparked involuntarily with a small series of extremely arousing but disturbing dreams which then fed into an existing crush that had subsequently turned into a dark and obsessive secret desire. Now those secret thoughts were being rendered almost exactly by someone else and put into the form of a comic with extremely erotic art which was also owned by Daddy himself?
It was another amazing discovery for Jacqueline, as she delved into the world of Adult comics via her father's collection in his cabin.
Jacquie began to masturbate when she could to these comics and in Daddy's bed, surrounded by his smell. She was never caught, but Daddy did realise that his Jacquie was reading his comics, but he just again pretended otherwise, and thought she'd get it out of her system soon and so purported not to notice to save her from any present and future embarrassment (also like with Martin pretending when not to notice when she was crushing on him).
It was so also that it would not become an issue in a negative way and cause Jacqueline any damage or stress, Daddy was very careful to avoid this in his Lil' Princess at all times. Martin further acknowledged that she was old enough to develop her own sexuality and had a right to do so; even if it was via his comics, again it had just sort of happened like that, the Genie was out of the bottle already, so...
Jacquie's Dad thought this, because "adult" comics really did deal with sex and a lot of sexual fantasy and deviance and extremes, which can sometimes only be played out or expressed in that form, as drawn fantasies, but not much else.
Many new avenues were opened up to Jacqueline and were normalised; since they were in mass-printed comics, no less, so it was not so "abnormal" after all to think about these things, and so scrummy to read about them and look at them!
Sometimes and in the night Jacqueline would get nightmares, or she was scared of thunderstorms, and contrary to before and even though technically she was to big for that now, she used to get comfort in her Daddy's bigger berth, again to both it felt like catching up on what was missed before and they bonded even more in these moments.
Martin understood this was another thing that was previously lacking in her life and her gave her snuggles and said quiet, comforting things that always got Jacquie off to sl**p, she had never felt so safe and protected before, she never wanted these moments to end.
Oftentimes and especially on weekends, Jacqueline would get a lie-in as well in Daddy's bed and watch the little TV he had mounted on the wall. When Martin went in to have his shower, Jacquie would take this guaranteed private time in her Daddy's bed to touch herself and especially if she'd had another dream the night before and waking up in Daddy's arms like that.
Jacqueline would lie back and stroke her body, imagining how smooth and sexy it must feel for a man to touch, she would turn her head to one side and smell that smell and stroke her engorged clit in earnest, seeking release before getting caught.
Sometimes Jacquie would need to suppress a moan if Daddy was having a shower next door by biting hard on his pillow, tasting and smelling him at the same time and to the slightly muffled sounds of the shower and her Daddy washing himself and whistling silly cheery tunes to himself.
Jacqueline was desperate to be caught and spanked (and fingered) for being so naughty and brazen, this was always her fantasy at these times; it was the best one that had her grinding against her slender, feminine (but sometimes frantic) fingers in release.
But always in the moment the actual shame of being caught was too much and drove her to err on the side of caution, again to her later regret when she aroused again.
Martin's feigned ignorance continued to have the unintended consequence of legitimating the crush; as Jacquie u*********sly indulged her obsessive thoughts about her Daddy more, while trying to understand them and work through them.
Daddy for his part tried to do some research on the internet to help his daughter through it, but unexpectedly found a lot of modern material about consensual relationships, and especially for that age group.
Daddy was intrigued as to how that happened and researched it. Another avenue he looked at was "confrontation" in psychology, because his strategy of avoidance was seeming to make things worse so far. He looked at various psychological cures regarding facing whichever fear or problem and getting it out of your system and so it ceases to be an obsession or fixation that way, but never of course regarding this specific problem.
Fixations have a way of stopping people and relationships from developing, and Martin did not want this potential problem to manifest later on and cause problems between them.
Martin's research seemed to be leading to one conclusion, but he was not sure yet. Daddy's own secret was that he liked younger girls and being rough with them, some of them would call him "Daddy" as a part of their games together, and he had even built some restraints around the boat for tie and tease games.
Jacquie had noticed these and asked about them, Daddy always said they were for putting fire extinguishers and other tools he needed to keep handy, but the ones in his bedroom and in the kitchen and bathroom seemed to be in strange places for such items.
And yet another unintended consequence and Genie let out of the bottle was that Jacquie used to look in her Daddy's browsing history too sometimes and she saw the sites he was looking at and the content they had in them, Jacqueline voraciously read the texts and they reinf***ed her deepest desires, but still she baulked at talking about it and even though she rehearsed it all the time in her mind.
But always when the moment came, the words would choke up in her mouth, as she did not want to ruin things even more and the potential rejection would be too much, even though it would be absolutely right for him to do so, which would only make the rejection so much worse, it might change things detrimentally for both, and Jacquie did not want that.
Jacqueline used to imagine sometimes being restrained and taken by f***e by Daddy when touching herself, because he would be taking charge of making her fantasy real, also taking away all blame from her for having it in the first place; and breaking through the social and personal taboos.
The thing is that, because Martin felt like like that too, he also hesitated from his own conclusion to stop avoiding the issue and confront it somehow. Because he could not distinguish his own sexuality and desires from the conclusion, so he held back too, apart from the fact that he had to be responsible, a father.
Jacquie's new-found sexuality was almost entirely focused on her Daddy, but her sense of right and wrong and fear of rejection also held her back, and so effectively both remained close and bonded, but the sexual tension increased more and more, as both ignored it or pretended to, for propriety and each others' sake.
Part III. Custody
Well, the catalyst was a strong one; as it had to be. In the North West in late August they stopped near a village and they had lunch at the pub together. Dad bought Jacquie some Shandy and she got a bit tipsy, even from that, and her Daddy said that he was going into town to get a Calor Gas Canister refill, so he asked Jacqueline to wait for him there.
He left her some money, and left. Martin was away slightly longer than he expected, because he had to wait about half an hour for the van to deliver the new refills to the shop. Daddy was also delayed by dropping the refill back on the "Custody" first and before going back to the pub to collect his Jacquie.
Meanwhile some village boys had offered Jacqueline a few games of pool, but by the time Daddy got back to the pub, poor Jacquie was a bit gone and one boy was asking her if she was OK while trying to grope her.
Martin got really angry and said "You'll be 'OK' in a minute, sunshine" to which the three boys froze, realising the righteous anger of a Father catching out some boys trying to take advantage of his little Princess. The boys were pretty stupid, but smart enough to rather just melt away from Jacqueline and saunter past Martin as best they could with slightly hunched bodies in u*********s tensing up for the kicking they knew they deserved; but had so far got away with.
But Martin had other priorities right now.
Jacqueline's Daddy picked her up and tried to carry her home as best her could. It was not easy, and Jacquie kept saying how no one could touch her like that, except for her Dad, and her Dad is huge and she's going to tell her Dad on him and her Daddy will kill him.
With great difficulty Martin got it through to his Jacquie that he was her Dad and that he was taking her home. Instantly Jacqueline beamed into a broad smile and was very warm and clingy, which made supporting her a bit easier. As he put his hand underneath Jacquie's arm to support her, Daddy felt her full breasts and tried to joke about how grown up his little Girl was now, but Jacqueline just made a deep sigh in response, as they ambled on together in the deepening shadows along the narrow towpath as best they could.
Jacquie shoved her hand in Daddy's pocket at one stage and found his semi-erect member in her hand as it was pointing out to the side and underneath his side jeans pocket. They both pretended to concentrate on walking, but Jaquie could feel Daddy getting slightly harder, and Daddy for his part was wishing himself down and away; but like with being on the bus sometimes, the laws of friction were basically at work here and mostly; Daddy's poor dick was just a fait accompli.
As Jacqueline leant her head onto her Daddy's shoulder she smelled him and felt safe, at the same time Martin instinctively smelled her hair, as he had done even when she was little, but this time Jacquie smelled like a woman, that musky smell that women have sometimes and this aroused and disturbed him, since he was supposed to be getting her home safe.
As they were getting near the "Custody" and emboldened by drink, Jacquie said "Naughty Daddy" and pinched Martin's cock and he exclaimed "Stop it, Jacquie!" and pushed her away in consternation and frustration at himself for not stopping her from doing it before (and like he'd told himself to).
But in releasing his hold of her in shocked embarrassment at the same time, Jacquie stumbled and fell off the towpath! The canal was deep here and the waters cold, plus Jacqueline hit her head against the bottom of the "Custody" when coming up from the initial fall. She did not hit herself hard, but she was shocked from the sudden cold, concussed and a bit tipsy still.
Jacquie's Dad dived in and got Jacqueline out of the water. He shoved her onto the bank and heaved himself out by the arms and wearily waved to the elderly couple on the next boat that they were ok, and he had to get her inside and changed and cleaned up now, picking Jacquie up on his shoulder in a "fireman's lift".
Canal-water has a certain dank smell that permeates things and Martin was keen to get all clothes off and washed as soon as possible. He also wanted to make sure that his Jacquie was OK and check her over properly. So Martin first took all his clothes off and stripped Jacqueline (to get all the clothes washed out as soon as possible), who was by now shivering uncontrollably from the cold water and shock.
Leaving all the clothes on the galley floor, Martin carried Jacquie immediately through to the shower room near the front of the "Custody"
In the small shower-room he got Jacquie comfortable and checked her all over anxiously and especially her head to make sure that she did not have a serious wound. Martin could only find a bruise and slight swelling on her hairline at the left of her forehead as he carefully felt with his gentle, strong fingers, looked and feeling Jacquie over thoroughly; but there were no other no cuts, gashes, and swellings.
In Martin's world of anxiety and double-checking, Jacquie came to a little bit and could feel herself naked, being held by her also naked Daddy in the shower and skin to skin, to her it was amazing, it was like her first dream about him, but where he was whispering reassuring things to her and making love to her at the same time. Almost, but it was more good enough for Jacquie and for now, she was so close...
Jacqueline felt too weak to take advantage or confess her true feelings and as much as her mind was screaming at her to, so she lay back and enjoyed the wonderful feeling of protection and her bare skin on his as he washed her from head to foot.
Jacquie's breasts were amazing and the source of a lot of attention, something which always annoyed her Daddy, who saw those ogling as a massive disrespect to him and daughter, but as he washed and cupped them from behind while he tenderly rested Jacqueline's back against him, resting her bulk on his thighs, he thought that they were the best pair of breasts he had ever touched, he felt her nipples get hard under his touch but remembered his own problems with the laws of friction earlier on, and yet again he could feel himself swell, but not much, Jacquie's pert bum stopped him and there his "semi" stayed, mercifully.
Martin noted to himself that a woman is only like this but once in her life, and this is why women get the most attention from men at that age. So as a man he appreciated her wonderful and transient physique and as a father he marvelled at how his little girl had blossomed and was continuing to flower into a woman, which is always a conflicting feeling for a father; being happy for her, but sad that she's growing up at the same time, then Martin's further, primal desires and instincts were now also causing him even more conflicted feelings; what an impasse.
Jacqueline was in Seventh heaven and just relaxed, as she was carried out of the shower and into Daddy's bedroom next door and when surrounded by his smell she drifted off seamlessly into another wet dream, as Daddy cradled her, trying to get Jacquie off to sl**p finally and so he could get some clothes on.
But Jacqueline began to rhythmically press against him and say "Oh Daddy, never let go of me, you make me feel so safe when you are inside of me" as she spoke out her dream and while she scrunched her peach-bum against him and made Martin get very hard, but again he just rested and hoped that both her dream and his hard-on would go away and that she would fall into a deeper sl**p, so he could finally go and get changed and tidy up, after all Jacquie could still be concussed.
During this time Martin had also been thinking about things and had realised that avoidance had caused this situation (and was even exacerbating it), rather than making it going away; his pretending it was not going on had even made Jacqueline so bold (even though d***k) to pinch his cock and call him naughty and cause the accident, clearly this strategy was was not working, then.
Prohibition might make the obsession even worse and then Jacqueline would potentially be going with and being used by older men, and this could be even more damaging than confrontation of the sexual tension. So there was confrontation, but how would this thing be faced. More and more the idea of a consensual relationship appealed to him, as actually it always had done from the start, only Martin wanted to do the right thing, but doing the right thing could and had already lead to bad consequences.
This realisation made Jacquie's Dad get very hard and juicy, and his now deliciously emancipated arousal and lust made the tip of Martin's cock tingle in anticipation, while clear liquid began to drip from the end of his hard-on.
Meanwhile, Jacqueline pushed her backside against her Daddy so hard she nearly inadvertently accepted his engorged, slick cock into her own soaking wet and throbbing pussy, feeling it begin to slide in, Jacquie awoke fully and with a shock, breaking contact.
At last, Jacqueline was naked in Daddy's bed and Daddy was holding her tight, also naked and hard, but she still felt startled, and annoyed at herself for feeling like that, but she could not help it.
Daddy held her close from behind and said "Shhh, you've had a nasty fall and a knock, I had to get our clothes off and shower you to make sure you were not injured badly". Jacqueline relaxed in relief that part was not a dream, the shower part, it really was real.
"Daddy", Jacquie then said, "why are you aroused; is that appropriate?" Jacqueline's Dad answered a question with a question, to re-take control of the conversation; "Have you been reading my comics, Jacquie, the ones under my bed?"
Jacqueline tried to deny it, but her Daddy pointed out how she put them back in the wrong order sometimes in her haste not to be busted, or when she "borrowed" them for a few days, and always certain ones? Martin had never mentioned this to his Daughter before.
Jacquie did not expect to be asked about this, she felt completely found-out. Her Daddy expanded on this and asked Jacqueline why she used to make so many excuses to sl**p in his bed and the inappropriate things she used to do sometimes when they used to play roughly?
And most of all the things she had just said in her sl**p and at other times in her dreams? Martin said that he would not hold Jacquie's dreams against her, we can't help them.
But him trying to ignore it all for all this time had led her to pinching him through his pocket and it had caused the accident, so now Daddy had to look at the options, given that avoidance had now comprehensively failed.
Martin explained about avoidance and prohibition and his fear with one, and the problems with the other; he talked about obsessions and fixations and how to deal with them and the research he had done and that he thought that now confrontation was the best way forward.
Jacqueline asked what "confrontation" was, her Daddy explained that if they faced the thing that was causing the obsessive thinking that it might not become a fixation any more, and therefore not a potential source of problems, both with other people and inside, but more to the point with each other, while Martin looked Jacquie deeply in her eyes, hoping she really understood.
As Jacqueline looked back into those warm and loving eyes, she drank in the love and comfort, and actually she did know exactly what he meant and remembering all the risks she had taken the previous year, but she did her best to hide it and returned Daddy's gaze with tender understanding as she blinked assent and nodded once, breathing him in once more.
And that was the answer to her question about why was Daddy so hard and and holding her so close to him naked in his bed, Martin explained as he moved above Jacquie, tenderly but firmly pushing her legs open with each knee as he advanced up the bed, placing himself above her, he gently lifted and held Jaqueline's arms in place over her head with his right hand and softly settled his now very hard and wet cock between her legs with the other hand.
Jacqueline could feel how wet and helpless she was, but also more at the fact of how big his gorgeous, thick light-brown cock was and compared to her extremely cute and compact pussy, so pink, engorged and clean-shaven.
Jacquie she said "No..." weakly, but Daddy whispered in her ear that "It's ok princess, Daddy takes full responsibility for this; it's not you fault, my beautiful baby girl, and you know that I would never, ever, really hurt you" as he whispered this he steered his painfully swollen cock into Jacqueline's soaking and pulsing pussy, she again whimpered in protest, but it was too late...
It was one of those moments that lasted a long time in both minds and was seared on the memory forever, time was meaningless, and both moaned at the same time in relief.
For Jacqueline it was a feeling of liberation and a confirmation of a dream, because not only did she feel completely safe and protected with her Daddy inside of her and in his arms, but she also felt the same desire as in her dream.
For Martin it was also liberating, But in a different way, it was a feeling of completion, of complete ownership as he thrust all the way into her, he also told himself how confronting this was the now the best thing to do as a parent.
Jacqueline was indeed in her physical prime and extremely tight, wet and responsive, Daddy could not believe how wonderfully exactly her petite pussy sheathed his ramrod cock, he could feel every undulation inside Jacquie's velvet box, as it gripped, hugged and conformed his invading and inflamed member.
Every stroke one of possession and conquest anew, with an accompanying gasp or sigh from Jacquie in exclamation, pleasure and pain that only women understand so well.
As Jacqueline came once or twice, her snug pussy embracing Daddy even tighter and making him gasp, she realised the seriousness of her new-found role and how much she wanted to please Daddy and make him come too, so she tried to match his rhythm and press against him.
But again Daddy gently and firmly pushed her back down onto his bed and bent low , whispering in Jacquie's ear "Shhh, it's ok, just relax and let Daddy take control for you and show you how", as he said this, Jacqueline just relaxed back, like Daddy said and almost instantly she came very hard and 3 times in a row.
Jaquie was trembling against Daddy as he held her gently and very firmly in place, she was completely safe in his arms to lose control and be her real self and not be judged and be loved for what she truly was.
Jacquie relaxed even more as Daddy whispered more reassuring and encouraging things in her ear, just like in her dream and making her submission to him all the sweeter.
Realising what was now expected of her, Jacqueline gave herself over completely to pleasure and succumbed to it many times, which made her Daddy very happy to watch; his Jacquie was such a good girl, after all, and Daddy was so proud, perhaps also a strange reaction, but this was what he honestly felt too at this time for his one and only Baby Girl.
Not only was that first moment long, but so was that night, Jacqueline loved the most being taken from behind and roughly, it was so natural and appealed to the more carnal instincts deep in us, Daddy was so masterful and in fact the first time it was from that position that Daddy first came in his Jacquie.
It felt so good and despite his instincts to withdraw, his Jacqueline was so wet that it slipped back in anyway and he shot very hard inside of her, and Jacquie cried out in alarm, but also came hard and despite herself, both of them secretly liked it though, because it signified the ultimate bond and seal of ownership between them.
Daddy had so much fun, he did not go soft afterwards staying rock-hard for Jacquie to sit on and have a special horsey ride...
Jacqueline would look at the restraints, asking about them and Daddy never held back and stimulated her desires as much as possible, their sexualities blossomed to new heights aboard that boat and for the next week or so.
Sometimes when they went for picnics and while on long walks they might have gorgeous wild sex in the open. Martin had always wanted this kind of relationship, dreamed about it for many, many years, but had never been able to achieve it so fully as now.
Not only was Jacqueline the perfect woman for him, he also knew as an experienced dominant man that, apart from finding his perfect playmate that she was also safe, completely safe with him, this basic worry that most fathers have about other men hurting his Princess were at the same time erased.
By around that time though, there was a knock on the galley door by the police, and as Jacquie sat down to talk to them, Martin went for a walk and told the Police that he was doing so that they could see he was not pressuring Jacqueline in any way to say anything, even by being in ear-shot; she could say what she liked.
So by herself and with her new-found confidence from all the things she had learned recently from her Daddy and the inner strength he had given her, Jacqueline was able to say in extremely confident tones that as an 18 year old she had the right to live with her Dad if she chose, and that indeed was Jacquie's choice.
Jacqueline not telling her Mother where she was going Jacquie's revenge on her Mum, the Social Services and Police for being mean to her and not letting her see her Daddy, like she always wanted and asked for when she was younger and her desires were ignored.
One police officer present, the Female Detective Sergeant was an expert in c***d abuse and could tell that Jacqueline had been neglected in the past, but that this was definitely not the case on this boat, and around her Dad from the way she spoke about him, the DS realised that being with her Mum was more potentially damaging to Jacqueline than being with her Dad was, so she wrote all this up in her notes and that was all archived in the file when the case was closed.
Jacqueline and her Dad were after that free to cruise and explore as much as they liked, so it really was that in her father's custody, Jacquie had found her freedom at last.
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