Daddy's Girl

Though she never saw herself
Blooming into more,
She often wondered why she loved
Being someone's whore.
Though she never trusted in
The fact that she could thrive,
She always was okay with sin,
If it kept her alive.
Now she always thinks about her father and her wish,
That one day she would be raised,
and laid claimed as his.
Riding now, ass up, face down,
She straddles his dick.
He's paralyzed, save for his eyes,
That frantically flick.

Do you love me now,
Do you want me now,
Do I rub you the wrong way?
Am I pretty now,
Is my Daddy proud,
Or is he afraid?

While she never hurt herself,
She never saw the harm
In letting all the fantasies of her father swarm..
Though she'd never killed someone,
She'd also never felt
Quite the way she did that day,
While over him, she knelt.
She knew that men will play and then
Typically take flight,
So Daddy dear, will stay right here,
And never leave her sight.

Do you love me now,
Do you want me now,
Do I rub you the wrong way?
Am I pretty now,
Is my Daddy proud,
Or is he afraid?