Name: Kylie Ann Jared<br/>Nicknames: Kitten, Kitty<br/>Age: 16<br/>Height: 5'5"<br/>Weight: 120lbs<br/>Hair: Brown, worn down to mid-back with a few bangs<br/>Eyes:  Hazel-green<br/>Complexion: Tanned with a few light cheek freckles just beginning to fade<br/>Etc.: She has a small still-developing frame, but her hips, ass and breasts have started to become firm.<br/><br/>--<br/><br/>Kylie's mind was on her sisters' betrayal as she undressed and got in the shower.  Although she shut the shower's glass door, she didn't close the bathroom door just in case her Daddy wanted to come in, too.  As she soaped up and ran her hands over her body, her thoughts went back to her sisters, wondering how they could ever betray someone like him.<br/><br/>The fallout with her actually sisters started when she was 15. The three of them were in the pool playing when Daddy called Mellisa inside, his businesslike tone hinting that he wanted to take Mellisa to the bedroom to do "adult things," as they always called it.  But Mellissa was starting to get strangely moody when this happened. Samantha was too.  Still, on that day Mellissa went inside with him, and it was then that Sam turned to Kylie and told her they planned to tell mom someday.  Kylie just looked on in shock as her sister explained.  Sam sounded angry, and Sam got even angrier when she asked Kylie to tell their mom, too, and Kylie said "no."<br/><br/>That was the first (and last) time Sam ever beat her up. When Daddy saw her cut lip and swollen cheek, Sam was dragged into the bedroom and didn't come out again for a few days, looking sore and frazzled. Kylie and Samantha kept their distance from each other from that day on.  Sam deserved it, in her opinion.  They'd had Daddy to themselves all these years, and now they were going to ruin HER chance to be touched in the same way?  Never.  Unfortunately, she didn't tell her father about the plan, thinking he had taught Sam a lesson once and for all.<br/><br/>When Kylie learned on that horrible day that they DID tell mom, she went white as a sheet.  Had she caused it? His amazing cock had slid inside her for the first time just a few weeks before... it couldn't be over already!  To try and ease her feeling of guilt (because she still wasn't going to tell him), she decided would take anything her Daddy wanted to do to her.  He had spanked her once before, as he fucked her from behind, but it had scared her so much he stopped. Now she begged for it and it escalated from there.<br/><br/>It wasn't easy, but the pain and humiliation of his more extreme pleasures felt good. When his warm stream washed over her nipples and trickled into her mouth, she felt like she deserved it, and soon she learned to love it. Learning to swallow his pee was still difficult though. Kylie was still spitting most of it out, but she was willing to taste anything that came from her Daddy's manhood.  Best of all, she wasn't sharing him with anyone anymore.<br/><br/>Kylie had left the bathroom door open but was heartbroken when he didn't come in.  Not heartbroken for herself, but for the fact that he must have a lot on his mind if he needed to be alone. That only happened when something went really wrong. Was this situation as serious as she feared, or did he just need a little distraction?<br/><br/>Stepping out of the shower, Kylie smiled at him, then toweled off and wrapped the towel around her torso.<b>"Kaaay,"</b>she answered in her soft, sweet voice.  But she decided to tease him a little. Combing through her long wet hair, she bent over the counter to give him a peak at her privates, exposing a little bit of her firm buttcheeks and slit under the towel.  When she was finished, she walked out to where he was sitting and playfully nudged his knee, holding the towel closed over her chest.<b>"Hm?"</b>