His Perfect Daughter

Chapter 31

*Today is July 1st, 2019. Set sometime in the morning.

As Niklaus was beginning to wake up, he realized he couldn't move. With this, Niklaus was fully wake and ready to rip apart whoever thought it was a good idea to restrain him, yanking on the shackles that bound his wrists and ankles to the bed.This is not my room.

"Oh, good morning, dad. You're awake." Hope smiled, turning on the lights.

"Hope, have you gone mad?" Niklaus barked.

"No. I think I'm starting to understand your pattern. See...every time we're intimiate...whether it's a conversation or acts, you'll flip the switch on me afterwards. But don't worry dad, we'll get rid of this Jekyll and Hyde problem." Hope replied calmly, walking over to him.

"This is inappropriate and unnecessary, Hope. We can discuss the issues without this silliness." Niklaus grunted.

"Inappropriate? Unnecessary? What's inappropriate and unnecessary is how you still go to those sluts and I'm right here! No, dad, we can't discuss them. Again, you literally flip on me when I do! Sorry, dad, I'm not letting that happen anymore." Hope asserted, crossing her arms against her chest.

"What's your plan? Whip me? Starve me? Torture me?" Niklaus remarked. "I'm telling you, it doesn't work." He shrugged slightly, considering his movements were restricted.

"Oh, really? Because I think it works just fine! Or at least from what I saw." Hope stated.

"Saw what?" This seemed to get his attention, as he turned his head from looking at the ceiling to her direction.

"You. Grandma had the right idea. I'm just following in her footsteps. I mean...she is your mom, so it's natural she knew how to discipline you." Hope probed, purposefully provoking him.

"Ah, so you're going to what? Copy all of her tricks? Is that it?" Niklaus scoffed, turning his attention back to the ceiling. He lay there in deep thought until he realized something. "How was that possible?"

"Yes and I am. And I know just how to do it." Hope beamed, walking towards her closet. "How was what possible?" She questioned.

"Seeing that. Seeing what you saw." Niklaus responded while silently plotting.

"Oh, you mean, how I saw you, your mom, and that one girl doing sexual things?" Hope replied while reaching for the bag of journals on the top shelf.

"Hope, you know what I meant, just answer." Niklaus rolled his eyes, annoyed.

"Oh...this." Hope turned around holding the bag in her right hand.

"A dirty old bag showed you that? Bullshit." Niklaus grunted.

"Hey, watch it. And anyway, no. There are journals in this bag. Your journals. And every time I open to read one, it leads me right to the scene instead." Hope explained, walking over to him again.

"How in the bloody hell did you manage to get that...I burned them all!" Niklaus yanked his wrists once more.

"Geez calm down. I got them for free. Well, it looks like you did a terrible job because they are right here in front of you." Hope set the bag on the floor, hovered over him, caressing his chest. "I'll show you, dad. I can be like all them. For you." She uttered.

"I don't want you to be like any of them, Hope! Why don't you understand that?" Niklaus barked.

"I don't believe you, dad. If you didn't, you'd only want me. Remember what you told me? You have good sides and bad sides. I bring out the good, those women bring out the bad, right? Well, I don't want you to go to them! I want you to come to me. Good or bad. I don't care. I'm yours and you're mine!" Hope yelled, taking a deep breath, so she could collect her thoughts.

"Alright, fine. I understand, Hope. I truly do, love. I won't go to them anymore. I'll come to you. Good or bad." Niklaus lied. As if I'd ever hurt you. You are too immature to understand, but I'll continue to protect you from myself.

"No, you won't Niklaus. You never listen. You're too impulsive!" Hope asserted, unintentionally mimicking Esther.

"You're right." Niklaus muttered, accepting his defeat. It seems Esther was right. Considering my own daughter is parroting her. Defeatism was nothing new to him. His defiance usually didn't last long anyhow regarding Esther.

"I.." Hope's heart began to stink at her father's defeated tone. I'm the one being impulsive! Why did I say that? Maybe I'm too soft for this...I'm not cut out for this yet. "Dad...I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I don't know what came over me. I just don't want to lose you to them! I want you to myself. I can't bare it knowing you're sharing yourself with them. It hurts you know! I don't care what it is! Just do it to me if it keeps you here. Plus who knows if I might like it." Hope stated, climbing onto the bed, and sitting on top of his crotch area.

"Hope...I know this is hard for you. And...I'm trying my best. You have to believe that. It's not that easy." Niklaus sighed.

Hope magically unshackled his wrists and ankles. "What can I do then...to make it easier?" She questioned.

"I'm not sure." Niklaus muttered, as he sat against the bed's headboard.

"Well...what if..what if we tried some of that stuff?" Hope hesitantly insisted.

"What stuff?" Niklaus looked at Hope, brushing her cheek.

"Like um...that stuff you do at that place...like the butt sex...and the whips..and the restraints..and.." Hope fumbled with her words, blushing madly, and averting her gaze, as she stroked her father's chest, earning a low pleasurable groan from him.

"Ahh. That stuff." Niklaus slowly nodded, impressed she picked up on those things. He noticed her shy demeanor returning as her words slurred. "Alright."

"What? Really?" Hope beamed, instantly meeting his bright ocean blue-green eyes, considering it was morning time.

"Yes. Don't make me take back my decision." Niklaus chuckled a bit. He missed her gleefulness.

"Okay okay. What first?" Hope quirked a brow.

"What seems less painful to you?" Niklaus voiced.

"I think the..umm...the.." Hope averting his gaze again, looking down at his chest.

"That's not an option. I've never done that." Niklaus teased.

"Not funny! I'm trying...I think the...the one with the..the one with the butt sex.." Hope quickly replied, squeaking a bit.

Oh, she's in for it. Niklaus mentally grinned. That certainly will be painful. Worst than yesterday. He noted. But as selfish as it may be, he wanted to indulge in it. There was no way he was ruining this, so he decided to keep his mouth shut for once. "Deal." Niklaus nodded.

"So when should we start?" Hope eagerly vocalized.

"Let's not add a set time to it. Keep it spontaneous." Niklaus suggested.

"Fine." Hope scoffed, her stomach suddenly growled.

"Now that has a set time and that time is now." Niklaus vamped out of bed, with Hope on his shoulders.

"Dad! Put me down!" Hope laughed.

"No, you need to eat. Especially if you want to keep that energy for later. You'll need it." Niklaus smirked.

"You really didn't have to add that!" Hope grinned, rolled her eyes, pretending not to be phased by his teasing. After today, after tonight, hopefully...he'll want just me. Wishful thinking...I know. But I won't give up.