I was supposed to call him Daddy out of respect.Now I scream it while he uses me like his personal fuck toy.After my mother’s sudden death, I had nowhere to go until my wealthy, devastatingly handsome stepfather offered me a roof… and so much more.At first, it was innocent.Then one night, he caught me touching myself with a toy and decided I no longer needed plastic.“I’ll take care of you, babygirl,” he growled, his strong hand around my throat. “But from now on, you’re Daddy’s sex toy. Every hole belongs to me. You obey when I say, spread when I want, and come only when I allow it.”He’s twice my age, filthy rich, and dangerously possessive.He dresses me in nothing but a collar and heels, makes me wear vibrating plugs in public, and fucks me raw on his desk while he takes business calls.I know it’s wrong.I know I should run.But every time he calls me his good little toy and fills me with his cum, I crave more.He owns my body.Soon, he’ll own my heart too.Warning: Extremely explicit. Contains heavy daddy kink, age gap, free-use, degradation & praise, toy play, breeding, and taboo stepfather/stepdaughter themes. For 18+ readers only.