For 22 years I didn't know what was in our basement. My father had always kept the door locked and my younger sister and I were always told never to go down there so we didn't. We'd often hear noises like muffled screams or groans coming from there too but as younger kids those were just kind of scary and helped push away any curiosity of what was down there. Our mom had passed away not long after my sister was born and Dad never remarried, there were plenty of women who would come and go but none of them ever committed to him.
One summer I was home from college, I found myself in the house alone and spotted the basement key sitting on the kitchen counter, it was always on an oversized red plastic key fob but that was sitting beside the key, broken and removed from the chain. I stared at the key for what felt like forever then slowly picked it up. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I approached the basement door, my hands shaking as I turned the lock, each click of it's action seeming louder and my hands were shaking. I opened the door and turned on the light then slowly made my way down the stairs.
What I found caught me by surprise, I didn't know what to expect but on a small platform was 2 wooden posts a couple of feet apart and the top of each one had a single padded handcuff attached to it. A small table off to the side was covered with ropes, sex toys and floggers. A rudimentary soundproofing covered most of the walls.
The moans and screams suddenly made more sense. The women were Dad's sex toys and the thought of it had my panties getting very wet.
I froze, the front door slammed and I heard my Father's boots thumping over the hardwood floors and approach the open door of the basement. I had nowhere to hide, I felt my breath quicken as he slowly walked down the stairs and stood at the bottom of them looking at me. I could see the conflict in his eyes, I wondered if he'd yell at me, tell me to never speak of what I seen or just turn and walk away. He spoke to me instead.
"What do you want?" He said softly.
My inside voice screamed at me, told me to say sorry, to beg forgiveness for invading his space but my body betrayed me. My pussy was soaked, my nipples hard and my breath shallow.
"Th..this." I stammered.
My Father blinked a few times then came close to me, brushed a strand of hair from my eyes and slowly unbuttoned my blouse.
"Go up and lock the door." He said.
I did so without hesitation and walked back downstairs to stand before him. He gently removed the rest of my clothes then once I was naked, attached each wrist to a post with the cuffs. He stood before me and undressed, he was well built, had always kept himself in shape and had the body of a man of 35 and didn't look the 55 he was. Before he took off his boxers he spoke to me again.
"Last chance to change your mind." He said, looking into my eyes.
"I want this, please." I said, practically begging.
He looked down at my body then pulled his boxers down and stepped out of them, I was in awe, his cock was much bigger than any of the men I'd slept with in college. He walked behind me and had me bend over, my restraints holding me up and opened my legs. He ran his hand over my ass and brushed my pussy with his fingers.
"You are dripping back here girl." He said. I didn't reply.
After what felt like minutes but I'm sure was only a few seconds, I felt him brush my dripping pussy with the tip of his cock. He teased me a little then slowly eased his cock inside me, slow enough that I felt I could feel every vein on his monster and stretching me like never before. I soon felt his balls pressing against me then he began long, deep thrusts into me as he gripped my waist. I was cumming after about 4 thrusts and I felt my juices start to soak my inner thighs. I lost track of how many times I came, he lasted for what felt like an hour before he pushed in deep and let his cock erupt his hot seed into me, setting me off again.
As his cock softened he pulled out of me slowly and it felt like a flood of cum ran out of me. My father took a handful of my hair with one hand and fed his cock into my mouth with the other, told me to clean him. Once he was satisfied I'd sucked our juices from his cock he let me go and slowly undid my restraints. My legs wouldn't hold me up though and he just picked me up into his arms.
"Let's get you cleaned up." He said then carried me upstairs.
He held me close to him in the hot shower until I could stand then gently washed the sweat from my body then gently dried me with my towel. When we were done drying, he held me by the waist and looked down into my eyes.
"The basement is the only place that we will ever do anything more than hug goodnight, do you understand?" he said to me, quietly but firm.
"Yes, Sir," I replied.
"If you want to enjoy that world, you will be mine and mine alone."
"Yes, Sir."
"Good, go and get some sleep."
The weeks that followed I learned more about the basement, sometimes I'd be just chained and spanked, other times just my mouth would be used to pleasure him, sometimes he'd fuck my ass and never would I refuse. It got to the point where he'd just hand me the key and my panties would be soaked. After each session he'd hold me in the shower and gently dry me, sometimes he'd dress me in my pajamas and carry me to bed, it really was wonderful.
When I found out I could make 4 times what any career path college could teach me I dropped out. Dad helped me set up a personal site with face blurring software and our sessions became content for thousands of subscribers who thought our Father/Daughter was role play.
When I got to introduce my younger sister to the basement, everything changed and we loved it.
The weekend had finally arrived, I picked my sister Amber up from the airport and drove her home.
"You know, you could have told me what's going on over the phone sis, dropping out of college is not that big a deal," Said Amber.
"I really couldn't tell you on the phone, I pretty much have to show you sweetie. You look great though, still seeing that guy from the football team?" I replied.
"Fuck no, caught him fucking my roommate, said I'd break his arm if I saw him near us again."
"Us? You didn't kick her ass or have him arrested?"
"No, he fucking roofied her, she told me she thought she was fucking her brother. I had sex with her when she sobered up so is all good. I'm kinda just sleeping around really."
"Are you teasing me? She was really fucking her brother?"
"No I swear, her brother is fucking sexy, I had a threesome with them, they've been fucking since his balls dropped, actually find it so dirty and wrong but makes me so hot."
"So what's sex with a girl like?"
"Oh it's fun, I'd offer to eat you if you weren't so prudey and stuck up." She said and punched me in the arm.
