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Angel- day 1

My life is less than stellar. When I was 15, I thought I knew everything about everything. I thought I knew what love was, what it was like to be 'large and in charge'Haha, I know it seems silly for some of you who know better.

Anyway, one matter good came out of my youth. I fell in beloved with a girl named celica, and we did what all couples do, we went on dates, to the movies, center, you name it we were there ! But we were too Pres Young, we had a tiddler together, and she dipped out of motherhood. She wasnt ready for that variety of step.

I couldnt back out, after laying eyes on our beautiful infant lady friend, I could not help it. I knew i was going to kill myself inside if I gave her up, and did what celica did.

So at only 15 years old, I became a beginner. I went to schooltime, graduated high school and college. By the sentence I got a good job as a transcriber for a pretty big party, my daughter was already about gear up to graduate mellow school herself.

The company i just started working at had given me a decent start salary of 80,000 a year. All the countless hour and sleepless nighttime were starting to pay off, as I looked over at my daughter graduation bundle.

I dont recall having this when I graduated, but then again, not everyone has tyke so young ... I coughed internally, as I read over the hooey she highlighted she was interested in.

I did not let decent parents, despite me being emancipated from them at 16, they did not help out with me or my daughter at all. They were devote catholic, so having a child out of wedlock had GREATLY disappointed them and I was disowned.

Last I heard, they had a baby daughter of their own, around the like age as my daughter. I had a sister the same age as my own child ... I snickered at the thought.

'' dad ! '' My daughter said frustrated, `` your spacing out again, this is important to me ! ``

I smiled back as i brought myself back to world. My daughter was a good girl, she inherited my hang for understanding people, and probably a good measure of my understanding, though she definitely inherited her female parent physical attribute. Smooth tegument, jet blackness hair's-breadth, and blue oculus. ( Which are my genes ! ) I sipped on coffee berry as I scoured over the mailboat again. `` Why does all this clobber toll so much, this stuff could help me pay my car off ! '' I looked at the total she was asking for, just under $ 600.

I thought of the many reason to say no, to just earmark the barest minimum, even then that was still almost 100 in it 's own right ...

But she pulled out the stops, and I mean all of the block in parliamentary procedure to push me over the bound. I knew this game well, she had learned this magic from a friend of hers who was a itch shaver. I knew I had no intellect to say yes and she knew it too, she was going to have to trade it to me like a businesswoman.

'' Ok how about ... I do increase chore, and washing the car until its paid for ? '' She pouted, pulling her lip down, and ever so gently pulling her long silky lightlessness hair back behind her ear.

'' Haha, nice try infant girl, but I 'm not falling for that trick ! You 'll have to do adept. '' I laughed, hiding my already-crumbling facade. I couldnt dissent the ear trick, she is too smart for her own good !

'' Ok how about ... I take the trash out, wash the apparel and ... I wont escort any son for another 6 month ? ``

'' Hmmm, you drive a hard buy. '' I mused, rubbing my Kuki thoughtfully. `` A year. ``

'' 6.5 calendar month ''

'' Year and a half. ``

'' 4 calendar month, I 'll go lower. ``

Damn. I rolled the packet up slightly and bonked her gently with it. `` amercement, you are absolutely ruthless. Making an old man deal like that with an 18 year old. ``

She giggled, and grabbed the packet, and bounced up, her sweat trouser and tank top doing piddling to stop the obvious ... jiggling.

She wasnt fat, by any substance. I kept her and myself on a strict Ketogenic diet. She was very slim, but she had some very sweet and conciliate breaking ball and I cursed my mortality for paying heed to this development.

She quickly ran to her elbow room to fulfill out the necessary paperwork. I sighed, I knew I was going to ask some sleep before I headed out former morning tomorrow to overstretch 600 clam from my account.

I did my dayspring routine, getting ready for work, my daughter bouncing everywhere getting set up for school. I told her I would sway by with the money so she could go ahead and get the fiat in. She smiled sweetly and thanked me, kissed me on the cheek as I put my suit on. I observed myself in the mirror, I had fuzz brown haircloth, I kept it tapered and trimmed shortstop, courtesy of my daughter. I had a clean typeface, with a pretty boilersuit attractive look, but not like a `` sexy '' way. I had blue optic and a assail jawline

I went out of the planetary house, locked and turned off the luminosity. My daughter had already started the car and was waiting on me. Smiled as I got in the car.

'' You look good today, dad. '' She said, eyeing me up and down. I laughed, `` why thank you, daughter. '' I eyed her up and down playfully, to which she giggled and began posing as if she were a model. She wore a blouse and leging, both bluing. She was modest enough that her outfit wasnt revealing, but tight enough to reveal she had curves.

I pulled the car out of the driveway, for a split second I thought I saw a dark in my bedroom window. Dismissing it, I left our menial abode.

'' Have a good day, sweetie '' I said, as she got out of the car, `` thanks dad, you too. '' And then she was off.

I went to puzzle out, pretty boring material really. I talk to people. Then I say what they said, to other masses. I speak Japanese and English. I taught some to my daughter when she was little, but she didnt care for it.

I got place at 5:56 PM that night, I unlocked the house and stepped in. I immediately felt like it wasnt powerful. I couldnt explicate it. I turned the light on, and inspected every column inch of the house, to no help.

My daughter got home at 8, her friend Teresa brought her plate. `` Hey dad '' she said as she threw her rucksack on the sofa. `` Mother Theresa wants to hang out for a bit, is that ok ? ''

'' Sure. I dont have anything prepared for her though. '' I said, `` dont worry, I 'm not hungry, yet. '' She said, accent on yet. I furrowed my supercilium, was that how tiddler flirt present ? I shook my head.

I went to the living room and sipped some water, as I turned on Netflix and sat down in my recliner. Teresa and my daughter sat on the beloved tail end and began talking about boys and other teenaged stuff that I instantly tuned them out. I ended up falling asleep, somewhere halfway through whatever it was that the fille has put on.

When I awoke, I was still sitting in the chair but i was alone in the dark .'I suppose they went to bed already'I said as I lifted myself up off the aged piano leather chairwoman. When I turned around ... my head nearly exploded.

Mother Theresa was standing behind my chair, watching me intently. She smiled ever so slightly, and it wasnt glad, or filled me with joy. It was menacing. She was a predator. And I was prey.

'' You dont know how LONG I waited for this. Imagine my surprise when I find out there is a house protected by an angel. To me your just a lightheaded human, but curiosity has impaired me, I wanted to sleep together what it is that made you so interesting for an actual holy person to become flesh. '' Teresa began walking around the chair toward me, as she continued `` imagine my surprise when I find out that theres absolutely NOTHING special about you. Your just a human being, a weak and frail creature. ``

'' Your not Agnes Gonxha Bojaxhiu, are you ? '' I asked nervously. I dreaded I already knew that answer.

She smiled, as if that answer was sufficient enough.

'' So what ? I 'm bore, just doing the modal thing over and over is no fun. So let 's make a deal. '' Teresa looked around the room. `` I 'll throw you 7 days. If you can resist raping anyone for 7 days, I will abdactate this young womans eubstance, and I 'll be on my repellent way. ``

Teresa snickered, I dont like snickers.

'' But if you cant. Then I get your soul. It 's pretty mediocre if you ask me. I can make this womanhood do anything I want. Her mortal is already tainted so if you say no, your daughter loses a dear protagonist, and her individual will belong to to me. If you do succeed then you thwart a demon and I go home empty handed. Its lose lose or win win, consider your pick ! ``

I thought about it, Teresa looked at me unblinking, uncaring of whatever I decided. I sighed, I knew I was too form for my own safe. `` OK spate '' I said, `` but you will also place a spell to ward off former ogre from our residence as well. ``

'' Oh ? And why would you trust me ? '' She said seductively. `` Because you have to fulfill your contract. You cant ask me to honor a wad if you havent honored the contract necessary. ``

'' Oh I like you, homo. Very healthy. Very well. Then it is done. A Ward will be placed that will protect you and your daughter. Let 's kiss to seal the deal. ``

I did, and as she pulled away, she smiled, `` speaking of which, let 's go see her. '' Horrified suddenly I jolted back to realism, and ran screaming for my girl, to her room. I slammed the door subject, and felt revulsion and sickness, and my tool swell

She was ticket. At least physically. She was on her bed, a soft buzzing could be heard, and she was moaning every few seconds. She was tightly bound, and on her knees with her grimace towards me. She saw me and began squirming, naked. Which just made her milkshake and originate moaning louder.

Teresa came behind me and ripped my falloff down, revealing an impressive boner. Teresa laughed as my daughters eyes glued on to it.

'' Oh you wretched thing. How does it feel to have been decieved ? You chose to partake of human being flesh and now you have become susceptible to the enticement of flesh. Your Truly a naughty angel, craving flesh. Craving for the flesh that created your flesh. ``

I sank to my knees. `` Then, that means ... '' I racked my brainiac for the memories of when my baby young woman was slight, only 8. Of when she would hug me tightly and tell me how happy she was to have chosen me as her daddy.

But unfortunately, my sentiments did footling to put up my growing lust.

My dick grew hot and more painful. To which Teresa chuckled.

'' Yes you ignorant wretch. Your form and bloodline daughter is an literal Angel from God. She chose to partake of the flesh, yours. She wished to be close to you in slipway only humans can be close to world. In doing so, she opened her soul to enticement of flesh.

Oh, and by the by, I decided to relieve oneself thing interesting. So you and your girl both will experience increasingly heightened lust over the future 7 24-hour interval. You may fuck her back talk, and not stop contract. ``

Teresa looked slyly over to my daughter and removed her orb gag, I had n't noticed it until it landed softly in the carpet.

'' Please daddy, dont do this, please daddy dont make the contract with demons. They will screw you and you will lose your psyche, I cant bare the thought of losing you daddy !

Mother Theresa rolled her eyes and snapped her finger's breadth and I blacked out. I dont remember anything after that.

However, when my idea came back to me ...

I slowly didnt realize what had happened for a few minutes.

When I became aware, I immediately felt horrifyingly good around my dick.

I looked down and my dick was in my daughters mouth ! She had cum all over her bare breast, she was shaking so badly she couldnt gag on my dick as she came over and over. Her center had rolled into the cover of her head word and she was sweating profusely.

I had somehow lost control.. ? I quickly pulled back, and cum poured from her mouth. I untied my sweet child little girl and ran and got her some water.

After about an hour she finally stirred. She was shaking as she lifted her head off the cum-stained pillows and smiled weakly at me. I pulled some hair's-breadth off of her grimace and she turned away from me, shyly.

'' We should take a instant and talk when you can. `` I said softly. `` I know. '' She replied, hoarsely.

'' So your an real Angel, huh ? '' I asked playfully. She looked at me and said `` yes, I am Kukriel '' her blue-blooded heart full of purpose and fire. `` We will beat this demon, I promise. '' I said as I stood up and scooped up my little angel. `` But first-class honours degree let 's get you cleaned up .... ''