Divided with Daddy

Daddy's Girl

As Jameson winded the belt back to give Kiara one last whip on the behind, he stopped while letting his hand drop. Jameson didn't know what was wrong with his daughter, but he thought a talk would resolve it better than a whipping. Kiara turned her back and looked at her dad in great awe. Kiara turned back around, and grew furious. "Why did he stop?!" She screamed angrily in her mind. "Pull your pants up and get in the car," he said as he put his belt back on his pants.

"B-Butt, "Kiara said as she got cut off. "No buts Kiara Davis, get your ass in the car, I could've kept whopping you," he yelled. As Kiara left the room, she mumbled under her breath," Well if you really knew me, that's what I wanted." Kiara headed down the stairs disappointed. All he had to do was give her one more popping. Kiara grabbed her backpack, and headed out into the car. She folded her arms and poked her lips out.

Jameson exited the house door. Kiara held her head up as she looked at him. Kiara didn't know why she saw her dad like this, but she just did. The thing about it, she didn't want to help it. She knew it was wrong, but was stuck and pleasured by the orgasms it was giving her. Jameson hopped in and started the car. "While you over there pouting, you need to be putting that damn seatbelt on little girl." Kiara rolled her eyes and pulled her seatbelt on. Jameson put his on and backed out the driveway onto the road.

As Jameson drove, he worried about his little girl. He didn't know what the hell was going on with her. " Kiara is there anything you want to talk about because your attitude is terrible and you know daddy doesn't tolerate attitude." Kiara knew she had a terrible attitude lately, and she felt bad as her dad started talking. Even though she felt like she had the right to have an attitude, she still loved her daddy. In loving him, she knew she had to respect and honor him.

It was just that Kiara felt like she deserved all of her daddy's time now. She felt like she should get the same treatment and care as her mothers gets because she has been playing mommy! Mama wasn't playing her role anymore. Kiara was the one cooking and taking care of her sisters. Kiara was the one cleaning the house.

Kiara thought back to last night about what her dad did to her mother. Now, she knew daddy was teaching mommy a lesson, but either way it went, mommy didn't learn a lesson. If anything, mommy is going to continue to act like that to get the sex daddy had gave her last night. That was great sex! "I would act up too," Kiara thought," if my husband gave me sex like that."

Kiara knew her mom loved that. She saw it in her eyes when daddy hovered over, pumping in and out of her while calling her dirty names. She saw how her mother bit her lip with her finger in her mouth. She saw how mama just gave it up to daddy as she let him throw her on her back like a pathetic slut. If you think about it, who wouldn't want that? What women wouldn't want a man who treats her right and loves her to man handle her like his own personal hoe.

Now of course, probably not as extreme as her mother liked it, but every women wants that by the end of the; to be man handled in bed by someone who is faithful and loyal to her. Women don't have to admit it, but deep inside every girl has a nasty side. It made Kiara sick as she thought about how her mom loved what daddy did to her last night. Her mama didn't deserve that sex. Only good girls deserved to be punished like that, and she felt that her mother wasn't being good to her dad.Her mother didn't even deserve sex period because she wasn't being a good wife to daddy. Rage grew on Kiara's face as she said in her head, " If anyone deserved that sex last night, it was me! Despite my attitude, I've been being good to daddy. I'm the one who has been cooking and folding clothes for him. I'm the one who has been keeping the house clean for him!"

"Kiara Davis I'm talking to you," Jameson said boldly. "Why did you fuck mommy like that yesterday night when she didn't deserve it?"Kiara asked. Jameson almost lost control of the wheel as she said that. Jameson looked at Kiara like she had lost her mind. "Beeeeeep," as a car honked at him for not staying in his lane. "Dammit," he said," as he drove into Kiaras school entrance while gaining control of the wheel again. He parked the car and turned it off. He breathed heavily as he had almost got them into an accident.

That goes to show you how powerful words are, but that's besides the point. Jameson closed his eyes and nodded his head back. He just knew, he didn't hear what Kiara had told him. He was just so damn sure she didn't say what he heard Kiara say. He opened his eyes and held his head back up as he turned his head to Kiara.

"Now what did you say in response to my question," he asked again with slight sarcastic, disbelief. Kiara opened her mouth as if her response was normal and innocent and said, " Why did you fuck mommy like that yesterday night when she didn't deserve it?" Jameson turned his head the other way and said," My child has lost her goddamn mind." He turned his head back to her like she was crazy and said, " So you were watching me and your mother the whole time last night and that's why Melanie tripped over you this morning because you had forgot to go in your room before the night was over."

I mean, well that was the truth Kiara thought. If she was bold and crazy enough to respond to her dad with question she was bold and crazy enough to say, yes, that is correct. So, she responded," Yes, that's correct." Jameson just continued to look at his daughter like she was crazy. Jameson wasn't even going to yell at Kiara for what she said because he honestly did not know what to say. He was absolutely flabbergasted. As a matter of fact, when Kiara left out the car, he was actually going to think on her crazy ass, but yet, possibly true question.

"Have a good day at school Kiara, daddy loves you ," he said as he looked straight ahead and started the car engine. Kiara leaned over and kissed her dad on the cheek," I love you too daddy." Kiara got out of the car and headed into her school doors.

Jameson backed out of the parking space and hit the road. Jameson thought on the question Kiara had asked him. He picked up his phone and dialed his wife's number. He let it ring. He grew furious, she used to always pick his calls up on the first ring. He called again, no answer. Again, he called, voicemail. "Oh, hell no," he said. He called up to Karie's job. "Hello, Dermatology Center." "Hello, may I speak to Dr.Karie." "Yes, hold please." As he waited which seemed like forever, the lady came back to the phone," Sir, Dr.Karie is not in today."

Jameson's brown face grew boil, hot red. "Okay, mam, thank you." He reversed his car as he headed back to the house. He wanted to find Karie at home with another man in his house. Jameson had not thought on it too deeply, but somehow, Kiaras crazy question was starting to link everything together. Did Karie deserve that sex last night? As a matter of fact, did Kara even deserve him anymore?