I was totally furious and disgusted when I caught my dad spying on me in the shower. I mean, what kind of loser jerks off to his own daughter? I was ready to move out of his house immediately, but then I remembered something. I thought about that expensive bikini he didn't want to get me. With just a little bit of blackmail, I could get whatever I wanted.

He did buy me that bikini, and I even modeled it for the little pervert, but I wasn't going to stop there. I wanted to see how much I could dominate him now that I had the power to destroy his life.

Slowly, over the next couple of weeks, I tested his limits. Using his credit card, I filled my closet with all the cute dresses and shoes I wanted. I got him to pay for a flight and concert ticket to see my favorite singer in another country. When I went out with friends, he drove us there and back so we could drink as much as we wanted. Basically, he became my servant.

One night I had a date and gave him a blowjob while my dad drove us around. Not a word came out of his mouth. Now that I knew that he liked to watch, I started bringing guys to the house. We fucked wherever they wanted and they loved when my dad was present.

Once your dad sees you get a sloppy facial, you start realizing there's no need to wear clothes around the house anymore. I forbade him from touching me, so I'm sure it kills him to see me naked all the time. Meanwhile, whenever he protests, I give him a little reminder that I own him.