Instagram Cutie’s Mind Controlled Romp 2: Daughter Becomes Daddy’s Anal Slut by mypenname3000

When her daddy gets cold feet, the mind-controlled girl heads to her daddy’s work to show her how dedicated she is to being a daddy slut! , Instagram Cutie’s Mind Controlled Romp

Chapter Two: Daughter Becomes Daddy’s Anal Slut

By mypenname3000

I woke up alone the next morning.

Daddy wasn’t in bed with me. I stretched my back, wondering where he went. I wanted to give him a wake-up blowjob. To show him that I loved him right from the start of the morning like a daddy’s girl should. I hummed as I felt so incredible for making love to him last night.

I rode his dick just the way a daddy’s girl should. It was so amazing. I had such a wonderful time last night. Maybe Daddy was cooking me breakfast. So I rolled out of bed and didn’t even grab my phone.

That was how excited I was to see my daddy.

I rushed out of his bedroom in his penthouse apartment. I was so glad to be here and not living with Mom and her new husband. I was a daddy’s girl. I should have been loving with Dad from the start. I could have been sucking his cock and riding his dick for a while now. I was eighteen.

I hummed as I skipped naked down the hall, my perky, round tits jiggling before me. My blonde hair streamed behind me as I entered the open living room/dining room/kitchen part of the apartment. I gazed out at it.

He wasn’t here.

“Daddy?” I asked, feeling so alone.

Out of the windows, I could see the Pacific Ocean. I was on the other side of the country, away from my friends. Mom was off on her honeymoon with Peter. He was such a boor. I would never be his daughter. I’d always be my daddy’s girl.

“Daddy?” I called moving back to the hallway. I pushed open the bathroom door. He wasn’t in here, either. Then I glanced in his office. Nothing. Lastly, I checked my bedroom. I don’t know why I thought to look in there, but where else could he be?

Had he left?

I sighed and headed into my bedroom. I sank down on the bed with its new comforter that Daddy had bought me yesterday that wasn’t that ugly brown. Where had Daddy gone? Why wasn’t he home? How could I blow him?

I snagged my phone off the nightstand and swiped it open. I had so many notifications. I swiped away several YouTube ones and I had a lot on Instagram. People were commenting on my posts from yesterday.

I opened the posts, and there was a debate if I would actually go have sex with my daddy like a daddy’s girl should. @naughtyblossom, my friend Lily, insisted that I wasn’t. That I had to just be fucking around and wasn’t actually a perv who wanted to have sex with her father.

“You’re just jealous that my dad’s hot,” I commented to Lily’s last post, “and your dad isn’t.”

“Jealous?” Lily’s answer came at once. I was surprised she was up. It was only a little after nine. Then I remembered it was a little after noon on the east coast. “You’re sick. You shouldn’t think your Dad’s hot.”

“Sure she should,” @shaneroberts123 typed. He was a guy named, unsurprisingly, Shane Roberts. “I think it’s hot that you find your dad hot @shanicutie.”

That was me. @shanicutie. My name was Shanice and I was a cutie.

“Did you do it?” asked @antonmax. Another guy I knew.

“Yeah!” commented @machoc. I didn’t know him well at all. But that was the point of Instagram. I wanted to be an influencer and make it big. “Did you?”

“I bet you rode your daddy’s dick,” @pussycatlover typed. That was Lee, another guy from school. “You’re such a slut for him, @shanicutie.”

I was a slut for my daddy.

I held up my phone and took a shot of me with my bedroom hair and from the shoulders up so they didn’t see the naughty bits. I looked sexy. You could tell I was naked—I had cut off the picture right before you could see my nipples. I looked sensual like I had just woken up from a night of lovemaking, my blonde hair tousled. I had a pouty smile and gorgeous, blue eyes.

“What do you think, @pussycatlover?” I captioned the pic and uploaded it.

“Yeah, you fucked your dad!” @machoc typed. “And you’re going to do it again.”

My pussy clenched. “Of course,” I answered. “I’m a daddy’s girl!”

“Daddy slut!” @naughtyblossom typed. “This is so fucked up. I’m done.”

My other friend, Veronica, had blocked me yesterday and now Lily just did it. I gasped in indignation. I couldn’t believe it. That was so fucked up. We shared everything, and now that I had embraced being a daddy’s girl and all it entailed, she was mad?

It hurt, though. I blinked back tears.

“Don’t let her get you down. You’re doing the right thing. Fucking your dad is hot!” @machoc said.

“Yeah, it’s so hot!” @shaneroberts123 added. “Don’t let @naughtyblossom make you feel like shit. You rock. You’re awesome.”

“I am awesome!” I typed, feeling so glad right now.

“You are my hero!” @pussycatlover typed. “Damn, @shanicutie, you should fuck your dad as much as you can.”

“Get bred by him!” @antonmax posted.

My pussy clenched. That was so naughty. A daughter couldn’t have her daddy’s baby, but…

“Daddy’s girls always get bred by their fathers,” @machoc commented. “And you’re one slutty daddy’s girl, aren’t you?”

“You fucking better believe I am,” I typed proudly. “I’m going to have my daddy’s baby!”

They guys exploded with dirty comments. I smiled at how popular I was even as I thought about how much fun it would be to be bred by Daddy. I glanced at my dresser. I had my makeup case on there. It also held my pre***********ion for the birth control pills. I didn’t need that. I wasn’t hooking up with guys. I was a one daddy girl now.

I took out the pills and headed to the bathroom. I dumped them all into the toilet and flushed it. Then I tossed the container into the trash. My pussy was on fire. I bit my lip and then I grabbed my phone.

“Hey, Daddy, where you at?” I typed. I took a selfie of myself, naked and looking so sexy. “I’m so wet and ready to be bred. Come home and fuck me hard!” I added some heart and winky emoji then an eggplant and a sploosh emoji to let him know how much I wanted his cum firing into my cunt.

I sent that all to him then headed into the kitchen, feeling peckish. I bet he would drive home from work—which was where he had to be, it was a Wednesday—and just make such wonderful love with me so we could make a baby.

I scooped up some Greek yogurt into a metal bowl and added some fresh strawberries to it and snapped a photo, uploading it to Instagram. Then I set about eating it while watching some YouTube videos. One of the makeup channels I loved to watch. It was a tutorial video on how to use eye shadow to most effectively.

Just as I was finishing it up, Daddy texted back, “You can’t send me pics like that! You’re my daughter! What happened last night was a mistake. It won’t happen again. In fact, you should go stay with your grandparents.”

I was so stunned. He never wanted to have sex with me? It was a mistake? I blinked my eyes. This couldn’t be happening. I ran into my room and threw myself on my bed. I buried my face into my pillow as the tears came.

How could he want to pack me off to my grandparents? Didn’t he know that I was a daddy’s girl? I belonged with him. I needed to have his baby. To love him. My emotions were so powerful, I felt like I would explode. The pain in my heart sobbed out of me.

I screeched and threw my pillow away.

“It’s not fair!”

I kicked my legs. Anger and pain and grief swept through me. How could he be so hurtful to me when I just wanted to love him. Didn’t he enjoy the blowjobs? Didn’t he love my pussy riding up and down his cock? Didn’t he love spurting all his cum in me.”

I grabbed my phone and created a new Instagram post. “Crisis! Daddy wants to send me to my grandparents. He doesn’t want to have sex with me. He thinks it’s a mistake. What do I do?”

“That sucks, @shanicutie,” @antonmax posted along with some sad emojis and a hugging one.

“You’re dad’s an idiot,” @shaneroberts123 commented. “How could he think having sex with you is a mistake. You’re hot.”

“Super hot!” @pussycatlover added. “I can be your daddy.”

“You’re not her daddy,” @machoc typed. “Only her daddy is her daddy. No other guy turns a true daddy’s girl on.”

“That’s right!” I replied. “He’s the only guy I want. He’s so sexy. He makes me so wet. Why doesn’t he want me?”

“Is he gay?” asked @devinator. He was another guy from school.

“He’s not gay!” I typed. “He has lots of girlfriends. Does he like them better than me?”

“He’s scared, @shanicutie,” @machoc said. “He hasn’t been around you to watch you grow up into this sexy, young woman. He didn’t get the slow build up. The flirting. The tension. The growing need to make love to his little girl until, finally, one day you both surrender together. When he finally makes love to you and takes your virginity. You just appeared all grown up, and it’s confusing him.”

“But what do I do?” I typed. “I missed all these years. I only have the summer. I can’t lose him.”

“Of course you can’t,” @machoc replied back. “You love him. All daddy’s girls love their fathers with all their hearts.”

Such passion surged through me. This powerful ache to be with him forever and ever. “I do! I love him so much, @machoc. But I lost him. He thinks it was a mistake.”

Fresh tears spilled down my cheeks.

“He’s an idiot!” @shaneroberts123 typed. “Incest is too hot to be a mistake.”

“Yeah, I’m thinking about you and your dad right now,” @pussycatlover typed. He had an eggplant emoji and splooshes after it.

“Eww, don’t masturbate to me with my dad!” I typed, growing angry.

“But it turns you on knowing that it turns others on,” @machoc replied. “All daddy’s girls want to tell the world about their incestuous passion.”

“You’re right. Masturbate away, @pussycatlover!”

Lee, @pussycatlover’s real name, replied with a winky face emoji.

“But what do I do?” I asked. “He’s at work.”

“Go there and suck his cock beneath his desk!” @antonmax posted. “That’d be hot. I’d fap to that.”

“Hell yeah!” typed @shaneroberts123.

“Go to his work and show him how hot you are,” @machoc commented. “Get him to eat out your pussy. Daddy’s girls do not let their daddies go, do they?”