Triplet Troubles

by Jefferson

Chapter 1

Daniel Fine is a thirty five year old computer programmer and a loving single father of identical triplet girls: Sara, Kara and Lara. His wife left him ten years before because of one stupid mistake. He had learned to live with her leaving; so had his daughters. He quit his job and found new work that he could do from home so he could be with them. He loved spending time with the girls, playing with them, and helping them with their schoolwork.

The sisters, now fourteen, were three very different persons. Only their outsides were the same. They had short brown hair, sky blue eyes, petite bodies, firm breasts, flat bellies, long legs and shapely little asses. Yet, their insides were very different.

Sara, technically the eldest, was the rebel of the three. She dyed her hair jet black, then pink and now it was green. Without Dan's permission she had gotten her nose, her lower lip and her tongue pierced. Dan hated to consider, much less ask about, the piercings he couldn't see. He had grounded her, but she didn't care. She would simply slip out a window and go off with her friends. Dan knew she was smoking cigarettes, he was pretty sure she was drinking and he wondered if she was doing harder drugs. She claimed she had tried drugs, hated the feeling and never used them again. Sara had been arrested for shoplifting, possession of alcohol by a minor, and pick pocketing. Her normal state of dress was ripped, faded dirty black jeans, a black T-shirt with the sleeves ripped off and a black leather jacket. The jacket was her most prized possession. Sara was tough as nails and he had not seen her cry in years. According to Dan, the only good thing about Sara's personality was the fact that she was very loyal to her sisters and protected them fiercely. Because most of the kids at school were deathly afraid of Sara and her friends, her two sisters were free from peer pressure.

Kara, the second child was totally different from the first. Kara was quiet, shy and withdrawn; she was a bookworm who earned straight A's every semester. Kara made the Dean's list every year with letters in academics. She was better with a computer than her father and was the school's Chess champion. While Sara preferred to run around getting in trouble, Kara preferred staying home, playing on her computer and reading alone in her room. Dan heard rumors that she had never been kissed. He tended to believe them because he had never seen her bring home a boy. This worried Dan, yet he wasn't sure what to do about it.

Lara was the youngest (only by minutes) of the three girls, was the jock. She played field hockey, volleyball and soccer and was also a cheerleader. She was intelligent, resourceful and had a great sense of humor. In Dan's opinion, Lara was the most normal one of the three. She was popular, had lots of friends, was involved in her school, she went out with friends and stayed out of trouble. She did well in school but did not maintain straight A's.

Dan had noticed his daughters' physical development. He was proud of the girls when he would go out in public with them where he observed young boys as well as old men ogling them. However, he had never even thought of, much less considered doing anything sexual with his three daughters. He had trained his hormones over the years. Even when he ran into them in the hallway after they'd showered, and were wet and nearly naked, covered only by a towel, he never became aroused. When they would sit around at night in short little nightshirts and panties, he was not physically excited. He wasn't into young girls, especially his own daughters. It just wasn't the way Dan was made. He considered himself a good, just, loving father. Because of this predisposition, his daughters' plans would surprise him all the more.

It started on a Monday night when his three daughters collectively approached him while he was watching TV. When they asked if they could speak with him, he agreed and turned off the television. Sara then started by asking about their mother. This was a topic Dan did not like to discuss. He had neither lied to the girls about why their mother, Maria, had left nor about why she never contacted them. The simple fact was that he had cheated on his wife. She left when she discovered the affair.

He had no idea why Maria had not chosen to take her daughters with her. Also, he had no idea why she had left without a way to contact her or why she had never contacted her daughters over the past ten years. These were the facts. It was clear and simple, cut and dry. His daughters refused to accept this. On this night they became forceful. They told their father that he had to find their mother. They insisted that he contact her. They were adamant about meeting her. He told the three girls that he had spent many years looking for Maria without success. The girls then told him he'd better try harder. They told him he had five days to find their mother. They wouldn't say what would happen if the deadline were not met.

The next five days passed in relative peace. The girls did not mention the topic of their mother again. Dan even wondered if it had been a dream, if it had ever happened. Friday night came and Dan did one last check on his three daughters. He found them all tucked away in bed and sleeping peacefully. He smiled to himself and went onto bed.

Dan woke with a start. He bolted and tried to sit up in the bed. His arms jerked him back and for a second he thought he had dislocated a shoulder. He looked up and found both of his hands had been handcuffed to the brass headboard of the bed. He looked around trying to find the individual responsible for his binding. He looked around the room desperate to find out if his daughters were injured. He noticed his three teen daughters sitting on the small couch he had moved into the bedroom for reading.

"What the hells going on?" he screamed at them. Sara rose from the couch with a lit cigarette in her hand and walked around the bed looking down at her father.

"You failed," was all she said as she sat down beside him and ran her hand over his hairy chest.

"I failed?" Dan repeated, confused. He looked over at the other two. Kara and Lara were both rising from their seats. He watched as they came over and each took a seat beside him on the bed. "What did I fail at?" he yelled, angrily. He yanked on the cuffs, trying to break free but to no avail.

"Did you find our mother?" Lara asked.

"I've told you before, I don't know where she is. No one knows where she is. No one has heard from her in almost ten years! Did you do this?" he asked and jangled the cuffs holding his hands in place.

"Yes, we did," said Kara. There was something different about her. Normally her head hung down with her chin to her chest. She would stand with her arms crossed over her chest, covering her breasts. Now, she was looking him in the eye and she looked fierce.

"What is this about?" Dan yelled angrily.

"We told you to find our mother. You failed!" Sara repeated as she dropped her cigarette into the small cup of water he had beside his bed. "Now we're going to force you to find her."

"What?" Dan looked at her confused. Trying to figure out what his daughters were talking about.

They didn't answer him. Each girl stood up and began working, following their plan to a T. Sara stood beside her father's bed and with him watching, stripped off her nightshirt. "What are you doing?" Dan screamed. He didn't want to look, but his eyes were drawn down to her budding breasts. Her nipples were hard. Sara refused to answer him. Her two sisters circled the bed and each picked something up off the floor. Sara then slid her pink panties down her legs and stood before her father naked.

"You like?" she asked posing for him.

"What are doing Sara? Get your clothes on and let me up!" Dan ordered. She ignored his orders and stood still, facing him. Her two sisters got behind her and Lara slid a blindfold over Sara's eyes. Meanwhile, Lara took another pair of cuffs and locked Sara's hands behind her back. Kara then picked up a nylon with a small rubber ball inside it. Sara opened her mouth and Kara carefully placed the nylon over her sister's mouth with the ball between Sara's teeth. Kara then tied the nylon behind her sister's head. As Kara was tying the gag in Sara's mouth, Lara went over to the couch and casually retrieved a black bag. Dan recognized it immediately; it was the bag that held the digital camera he had bought her as a Christmas gift. Lara opened the bag and removed the camera.

"One hundred and twenty shots. I emptied the memory card just for this purpose Daddy," she said with a smile. Dan turned back to his other daughters when he felt the bed shift. Kara was helping her sister onto the bed. Sara sat down on the bed, naked, beside her father.

"What is this all about?" Dan yelled again. The girls didn't answer. Lara busied herself preparing the camera and getting the shutter and flash set properly. Meanwhile Kara pulled the covers off the bed, exposing her father. He was naked except for the pajama bottoms and the briefs beneath. Kara picked up pair of scissors from the floor. Starting at his left ankle she cut the pajama leg straight up along the outer seam through the waistband, circled the bed and did the same with the other pajama leg.

"Don't move Daddy; I don't want to cut you," she told him several times. Dan was scared, mad, nervous and confused. He lay there perfectly still and watched as Kara cut away the pajamas. Once the pants were cut up the leg on each side, Kara pulled the front down to his crotch. "Lift up." Dan was in shock. He lifted his hips up and Kara pulled the remains of his pants out from under him and tossed them on the floor. Kara then set the scissors down and hooked her small fingers into the elastic of his briefs and pulled them down over his soft penis. Kara hooked the briefs beneath and behind his balls and then admired her work. "That should work," Kara said. "What do you think?" she asked Sara.

"He needs to be hard," Sara said and snapped a picture of her exposed father. "Suck on it for a few minutes." Dan's jaw dropped at this.

"Wait a minute. What the hell are you doing? What's going on? Someone tell me right now or I swear to God you all are going to be grounded for a year," Dan yelled. He couldn't remember ever being this mad at his children.

Kara looked up at him as she crawled on to the bed on the opposite side of the naked Sara. "Shut up Daddy," Kara ordered and wrapped her small hand around her father's huge penis. Even while soft it was big. It was three inches around and it hung down a good six inches. Sara was sure it would get bigger as he got hard. Dan inhaled sharply at the first touch. He could feel the blood already starting to flow to his cock to engorge it. Then Kara went even further and kissed the tip, ran her tongue around the head and then sucked the head into her mouth.

"Oh Dear God! Stop Kara! This is wrong," Dan shouted as his daughter began giving him head. But it did no good. Kara continued and he could feel his cock growing bigger and harder in her mouth. Dan could do nothing to stop it. He couldn't help but notice that Kara was excellent at giving a blowjob. It took only minutes for his cock to grow to it full nine inch length and become rock hard. As this was going on, Lara was taking picture after picture. The flash was blinding Dan and confusing him even more. He couldn't wrap his brain around what was going on. Things were happening to fast.

Once her father's cock was hard, Kara pulled away and admired her work. "Pretty good huh?" she asked her father with a smile. "Only my second time," she said. She then reached over and took Sara's arm. Sara had been sitting there beside her father, blindfolded, gagged and handcuffed the entire time. She now got up on her knees and, being led by Kara, straddled her father's legs. Slowly Kara moved Sara into position right over her fathers throbbing cock.

"What are you doing?" Dan yelled again. He was about to cry in anger and humiliation.

"Be gentle with her Daddy," Kara ordered as she reached between the two of them and wrapped her hand around his rock hard cock. She then placed his cock at her sisters vaginal opening. "She's a virgin," Kara said. "Okay S."

Dan watched horrified as Sara slowly lowered herself. He watched as his nine-inch cock, lubricated by Kara's spit, slid between his daughter's cunt lips. "Don't do this Sara," he cried one more time but she continued slowly lowering herself onto him. Moving her hips in small circles she lubricated his cock even more with her own juices. Each inch seemed to slip in just a little easier than the last. Dan felt his cock hit his daughter's maidenhead. She paused only briefly. Kara now moved off the bed and circled around the room and took her seat on the couch. Out of shot of Lara's camera. Once that was done, Lara once again began taking pictures.

"Okay S. You are on your own now. K is out of the way and I'm ready with the camera," Lara reported. Dan was sure he could see tears rolling out from beneath the blindfold over Sara's face.

"Sara, stop this please," Dan begged. Sara took a deep breath, raised herself up slightly and then quickly jammed herself down on his cock. Dan's hug cock tore through Sara's hymen and was partly buried inside her. "Oh God Sara, what are you doing?" He could tell Sara was in pain. He was sure she was crying. Lara just kept taking pictures. Dan hated what he was feeling. His daughter felt wonderful to him. Her twat was hot and wet and tight. He hadn't felt anything close to it since he had taken his future wife's virginity sixteen years before.

Sara continued to ride his hard cock. As she was sliding up and then pushing her hips back down, each time a little more of her fathers cock would go in. Dan could hear the camera's click as she continued. "Oh God Sara, please stop," Dan begged but he could already feel his orgasm building. His breathing was becoming ragged. He groaned as his daughter pushed his cock further and further inside her. Then, with one final thrust, Sara sat down all the way on his cock and he was fully inside her. He could feel her cunt squeezing his huge hard cock.

"You're doing great S. The pictures are great," Lara reassured her. Sara nodded and then began riding his cock in earnest, moving up and down slightly while twisting her hips in small circles. Dan could no longer contain his passion. He squeezed the brass rails of the headboard as he was overcome with lust. He started meeting her thrusts and began fucking his daughter.

"Oh yes," he groaned without intending to. Sara moved very slowly on top of him and allowed him to do the work. He would thrust up to bury his huge cock inside her and then he would then relax allowing his hips to drop back to the bed. Then he would thrust again. Sara kneeled over him just high enough so when he relaxed his hips, half of his cock would stay inside her. She forced her hips to continue to move in small circles. Her cunt hurt terribly and she could feel the tip of his cock pound into her uterus with each thrust but she bore the pain and continued.

After about five minutes Dan could feel his cock throbbing, he couldn't stop himself. With one last thrust upwards he buried his cock inside his young daughter and came. He felt five huge shots shoot out of his cock and into his young daughters uterus. His body relaxed and he collapsed on the bed. Sara collapsed on top of him. Breathing hard and still crying. Lara took a few more pictures and then stopped and went to the couch. Kara came to the bed and helped Sara sit up and then dismount her father. Dan looked down and could see his cock covered in his daughter's juices and blood.

"Oh God, what have you done?" he cried and laid his head back on the pillows. Kara helped Sara off the bed and removed the blindfold, the gag and finally the cuffs. Sara's face was red, her eyes bloodshot from crying. She reached between her legs and rubbed her sore cunt. When she pulled her finger away, it was covered in his semen and her blood. She nodded and, led by Kara, left the bedroom.

"Lara, what's going on? Your sister is hurt. Unlock me now!" he ordered.

"Sorry Daddy, I can't do that quite yet," Lara said and began gathering up all the tools they had used: the scissors, the blindfold, the gag and the cut up pajama pants. She shoved all of this into her book bag, collected the camera bag and left the room closing the door behind her.

Dan lay there trying to figure out what the hell had happened. He was confused. He couldn't figure out why his daughters had done this. A few moments later Kara returned. "Is Sara okay?" Dan asked as soon as he saw Kara.

"She's fine Daddy," Kara told him and sat down beside him. She used a wet washcloth to clean off Dan's softening cock. "We planned for this Daddy. Don't worry. She's in the bathroom putting a pad on. She's a little sore but it'll get better." Kara finished cleaning him off as she finished talking. She pulled his briefs up covering his balls and penis.

"What's going on Kara? Tell me right now," Dan ordered her, hoping he could intimidate her now while her sisters weren't around.

"Sorry Daddy, I can't. Not yet," she said with a shrug. She got up, bent over the bed, kissed her fathers cheek, took the blood covered wash cloth and left the room. Dan laid his head down again and waited. He tried once more to free his hands from their binds but it was a waste of energy.

It was more than an hour before his three daughters returned. They were dressed in their nightshirts once more. Each took a seat on the bed around their father.

"Sara are you okay?" Dan asked immediately.

"Yes Daddy, I'm fine. It hurt a little more than I thought it would but I guess I'll get used to it," Sara responded.

"What is all this about?" Dan asked. Looking from one girl to the other.

"To put it simply Daddy, We have you by the short hairs," Lara said and laughed at her own ironic pun. "You are now going to do what we've asked you many, many times to do. You're going to find and contact our mother." Dan started to speak but Lara held up her hand to keep him quiet. "We have pictures of you having sexual intercourse with a bound, gagged and blindfolded Sara. Thanks to Kara those pictures have been uploaded to a website where they are secure. You can't touch them. Right now, no one knows about that web page and no one will as long as you find and contact our mother within one week, seven days."

"If you don't, Kara will send those pictures to everyone including Social Services and the Police and will post them on the Internet. Your life will become shit. You will lose your job, the police will arrest you for assault and statutory rape and they will take all three of us into custody. At that point we will let them find our mother. Since we have no other relatives who can take us. They will have to find her. She will have to come get us. You're the reason she left; you cheated on her. It's now time to pay for your crime," Lara finished.

"I was tied down too. I had no choice," Dan said attempting to defend himself.

"Yes, you were," Lara said, "But who do you think they will believe? You, a man who fucked his own daughter or us, the sweet, innocent young victims of child abuses?" That hung in the air for a moment and Dan considered it. He knew they were right. Just the appearance of impropriety would be enough to ruin his life. "Do you really think anyone's going to believe your story? Come on, three fourteen year old girls handcuff their father while he's asleep and then take pictures as one of them fucks him? Please." Dan knew she was right. No one would believe that story.

"I'll try," Dan said, surrendering. He saw no other options.

Chapter 2

Dan Fine sat in front of his computer the next morning. A menthol cigarette hung loosely from his lips. His eyes were bloodshot and his hair was a mess. A half empty bottle of Scotch sat on the desk in front of him with the top off. He vigilantly listened for the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs. Twenty-four hours ago he had awaited that same sound. Then it was with the anticipation of a joyful encounter with one or more of his beautiful teen aged daughters. Now, he sat in expectation filled with dread.

Dan took a swig from the bottle and swallowed hard. Eventually his throat became numb to the burning alcohol as it slid down his throat. Last night his daughters chained him to his bed as he slept. When he woke up, he was in cuffs. After a little more than an hour of captivity, he was forced into sexual relations with one of them. He was released after two hours in restraints. Dan had not been able to sleep afterwards. He showered, went down to his home office, took a good bottle of Scotch off the small wet bar and sat down behind his desk. First, he spent time searching the Internet for his wife. After finding nothing, he began searching for a private investigator and eventually picked Thomas Rielly Investigations. He spent the last two hours at the monitor as the screen saver displayed the moving star field. He found it rather calming.

A few minutes after eight Dan Fine picked up the phone and dialed the number for Thomas Rielly Investigations. A young woman answered the phone and Dan told her he needed to hire an investigator to find his ex-wife. He was put through immediately to Mr. Rielly. Dan gave him a quick rundown of what had transpired between he and his wife ten years earlier; Dan told him that he had to find her. Mr. Rielly indicated that he would drop by that afternoon to get more information. Dan hung up the phone, took another swallow of Scotch and lay back in his chair. He knew it wouldn't be long before his daughters woke up.

As always, Lara was the first one down. She had become the cook of the family in her mother's absence. She would fix breakfast while her sisters showered and dressed. After breakfast, Lara would go up to shower and dress. It was their normal morning routine. Dan stayed quiet and hoped Lara didn't come check on him. He listened as she took each step, each stair making it's own individual creak. When she reached the bottom of the staircase, he could hear her feet slap on the bare wood floor. She turned left, circled the staircase and went into the kitchen. Dan was relieved. He quickly put the cap on the bottle of alcohol, stood up and went to the door. He opened the door slowly making sure none of his daughters were around and then bolted up the steps. He reached the top of the steps, turned to the right and headed for the last door in the hallway. If he could reach his bedroom, he was sure he would be okay. Kara stepped out from her bedroom door and stood in his way. Dan stopped dead and stared at her.

Kara Fine stood before her father naked, her short blond hair messy from sleeping. Her eyes were still bleary. "Good morning Daddy," she said with a big smile. She came towards him. Dan took a step back and moved away from her. "I just want to give you a good morning kiss Daddy," she said when she saw him back up.

"Get dressed. Then you can give me a good morning kiss," Dan told her and held his hands in front of him to kept her at a distance.

"Oh come on Daddy, don't be ridiculous. You've seen me naked before," she replied and put her arms out to her side, showing her body off.

"Kara!" Dan yelled. "Get back in your room and put some clothes on!" Dan's arms dropped to his side and his face changed as he snapped back into his father mode. He moved towards her and Kara retreated back into the doorway of her room. She watched as he passed, he heard her giggle before he slammed and locked his bedroom door and began to breathe again.

After showering, shaving and dressing Dan went back downstairs, determined to end this disaster his daughters had begun the night before. He stepped into the kitchen and looked around. Lara stood by the table setting a plate of pancakes down in front of her two sisters who were both seated at the table. "We need to talk. Sit down Lara," he ordered and pointed her to a chair.

"Yes Daddy, we do," Sara snapped and stood up and faced him. Sara was the eldest of the three identical triplets if only by moments. She stood before him with her hair still dyed green and her blue eyes bright and blazing. "We've decided that you owe us," she stated with a smile.

"I owe you?" Dan repeated surprised by his daughter's attitude.

"Yes. So we've decided we need new clothes. Your credit card please?" Sara said and held out her hand.Dan considered this for a moment, his anger almost got the better of him. He came very close to yelling and screaming at Sara and her sisters that they were not going to blackmail him and that he was not going to be their slave. He calmed himself and considered his options. The pictures of him having sexual intercourse with Sara could not get out. The mere appearance of impropriety could destroy his life. A plan quickly formed in his mind. He nodded.

"Very well Sara," Dan said, acting as though he knew he was beat. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. He opened it and pulled out the Visa card that was right in front. He then handed the card to his daughter. "Would you like me to drive you all to the mall?" he asked. Sara turned to her sisters and they all smiled. Kara and Lara exchanged a high five. Sara then turned back to Dan.

"That would be fine Daddy," Sara said, smiling broadly.

"I have some work I have to do this morning. Will eleven or so be okay?" he asked resigned to his fate. Sara turned to her sisters. They all nodded. Sara agreed and then sat down to eat. "I'm not real hungry this morning. I think I'll just have coffee and go get started on my project," Dan said and went to the coffee pot and filled a mug. He then retreated from the kitchen to his home office where he locked the door and sat down with a smile on his face pleased with himself.

Dan was confident the girls would not interrupt him as long as they believed he was working. They knew where the money to pay for those new clothes would come from. He had to work. If he didn't work, they couldn't shop. They needed that income. They wouldn't invade his office. It would be his one respite from them. Dan opened the word processor and began to type. The truth was, he had no work that needed to be done; he just needed an excuse to get away from his daughters. He could barely stand to be around them anymore.

Dan spent the next two and a half hours using the word processor. He typed in the names of his daughters and followed that up with every foul name he could think to call them. It made him feel better. It relieved some of the stress that had built up over the last ten hours.

Just before eleven, Dan left his office and called for his three daughters. They all came running down the hallway. "Are you ready to go?" He asked them when they were in front of him. They all nodded, Dan picked up his keys and led them out the door. The girls chattered all the way to the mall. Dan stayed quiet. Once they had arrived at the mall they told him to come pick them up at five that evening and that they wanted dinner on the table when they got home. Kara then asked for cash stating that they couldn't use the credit card to buy lunch. Dan handed her the last forty dollars in his wallet. He told them he would pick them up at five and drove off. Dan turned on the car radio, cranked up the music and sang along with the music as he drove home, smiling the entire way.

Thomas Rielly arrived right on time at one that afternoon. Dan let him in, served him a drink and they talked for two hours. Dan told Rielly everything he knew about his ex-wife: her full name, including maiden name, where she had been raised, where she had lived, her social security number, date of birth, scars and birthmarks. Dan gave him the names, addresses and phone numbers of every friend and relative of Maria's he knew of and finally gave him the most recent picture of Maria he had. It was ten years old but Rielly seemed to want it anyway. Dan handed him a check, Rielly stated he would call as soon as he had any information. Dan asked him, that when he called, not to say anything about this to his daughters. Dan intimated that the topic might upset them. Rielly seemed to accept this. Dan then walked the investigator to his car and watched him drive away. Dan returned to the house and watched TV for the next two hours, trying to relieve just a little more stress.

Dan picked his three daughters up from the mall at five PM as promised after a brief stop at the bank. Dan drove them home in relative silence, speaking only when spoken to. As they pulled into the driveway, the Pizza Palace delivery car pulled in behind them. The girls laughed at his incompetence in the kitchen as they carried their plunder into the house. Dan paid for the pizzas and set them on the table. He then joined the girls at the table and ate dinner.

Sara informed Dan over dinner that she would be keeping his Visa card for a few more days, that there was still shopping they needed to do. Dan acquiesced to this and asked one small favor, that they give him the receipts so that he would know how much he would need to pay the credit card company. After dinner, the three girls pulled the receipts from their bags and handed them to him. They then quickly ran upstairs to put away their ill-gotten gains. Dan added up the totals in his head. The three girls had managed to spend more than four hundred dollars on clothes, accessories, make up and jewelry. Dan just smiled and took the receipts and filed them in the drawer of his desk.

The remainder of the evening passed quietly. Dan did his best to avoid his three daughters and the three girls didn't seem to care. As long as Dad was hidden in his office, they had the run of the house. Dan watched as the clock ticked past eleven and then midnight. The girl's bedtime, even on weekends, was midnight. Dan never even thought of going out to order them to bed. He was quite sure they would simply refuse him. He listened as the girls watched R rated movies on the pay channels and snacked on anything they could find in the kitchen. At three in the morning Dan left his office. He found Lara passed out on the couch. Her sisters had thrown a quilt over her. Sara was asleep in the rocker-recliner. She also had a blanket thrown over her. Kara was nowhere to be seen. Dan turned the TV down as low as possible and turned off the lights and headed upstairs.

Dan went into his room and turned on the light. Kara was in his bed already asleep. Dan stood there and looked at her for a moment. Her pretty round face looked so sweet like that. His eyes moved down to her bare shoulders. Dan wondered why she didn't have pajama's on. He went over and lifted the blankets and quickly realized his daughter was naked. He wondered about Kara's motivations for sleeping, naked, in his bed but chose not to wake her to find out. Instead, Dan went back to his office, set the alarm for seven AM and then spread out on the couch.

Sunday, passed in much the same way as the day before. Breakfast first, Dan then went and hid in his office for a few hours, then took the girls out to a different mall than the day before so they could spend some more of his money and then he went home to rest and catch up on his sleep. As long as the girls weren't home, he could relax. He picked them up late that evening. They stopped at Burger Boy for dinner. The girls once again giggled at his shortcomings in the kitchen. Dan did his best to speak to his daughters only when spoken to. After dinner, Dan again, retreated to his office to add up the damages. The three girls had spent almost seven hundred dollars this time. Dan simply filed them away. The girls once again, partied. Watching movies they wouldn't normally be allowed to watch, eating everything in the house, they even killed off a six-pack of beer that had been in the refrigerator. At one AM Dan went to check on them and found Sara and Kara asleep on the floor together. He laid a blanket over the pair and left them there. He then went upstairs certain of what he would find; he was not disappointed. In his bed, he found his third daughter, Lara, naked. Unlike the night before though, Lara was not asleep. Instead she was half sitting up in bed watching a movie. "You coming to bed Daddy?" Lara asked and kicked the blankets off to expose her entire naked body. She patted the bed. "Come on."

"Why are you in here Lara?" Dan asked.

Lara just smiled and responded with, "Duh!"

"Lara, go to your own bed," he ordered and pointed towards her room.

"You fucked Sara. Now it's my turn," she said and smiled broadly and patted the bed again.

"I didn't have a choice. If I'd had a choice..."

"What makes you think you have a choice now?" Lara interrupted. Dan stared at her for a moment. Lara just smiled and then patted the bed again. "Close the door, take off your clothes and get in bed Daddy," she ordered as she reached down and pulled the blankets back up. "Don't be shy now Daddy. I saw everything you had the other night," Lara said and lay down.

Dan once again stopped to consider his options. He realized that he had none. He took off his shirt and then pulled his pants and boxer briefs down and let them fall to the floor. Lara watched intently and pulled the blankets aside for him. Dan hesitantly climbed into the bed and lay down. Lara reached over and turned off the lamp on her side of the bed and then rolled over. She picked up her fathers arm and laid it along the bottom edge of the pillows. She then laid her head down on his chest and pressed her soft young body against his. Dan could feel the first stirs of lust in his groin. He closed his eyes and tried to calm himself. He hated that his own daughter could arouse him.

Lara ran her hand over his hair-covered chest and then down his stomach and then into the hair around the base of his semi-hard cock. "Lara, don't do this, please," Dan begged as she wrapped her small hand around his cock.

"Why not Daddy? Don't you love me?" Lara asked innocently.

"Why are you doing this to me?" Dan asked as Lara began running her hand up and down his cock gently. Dan shuttered at the feelings. "Please don't do this Lara. Please," Dan said and a tear rolled down his cheek but Lara ignored his pleas. She gently kissed the middle of his chest and continued rubbing his growing cock. Dan instinctively wrapped his arm around his young daughters shoulders and absentmindedly began rubbing her back. Lara moved up until their faces were only inches apart.

"Teach me how to kiss Daddy," Lara said and puckered up. Dan looked up at her sweet face and gently kissed her lips.

"That's the only kind of kiss you need to know at your age," Dan insisted. Lara opened her eyes and glared at her father.

"Daddy, teach me how to kiss," she ordered and then she rolled on top of him. Dan realized how small his daughters were. She was light as a feather to him. Her small soft breasts pressed against his chest. He could feel her warmth against his stomach. His hard cock rubbed against her small thigh. Dan swallowed hard, slid his hand behind her head and into her hair and pulled her head down to him. Their lips met and Dan kissed her in a way he knew no father should ever kiss their daughter. Lara pushed her tongue between his lips and into his mouth. Another tear rolled down Dan's cheek as he opened his mouth and allowed his daughter's tongue to invade his mouth. His cock was growing harder by the minute. When the kiss broke Lara smiled down at him. "You're a good kisser Daddy," she reported.

"Thank you," Dan said with shame in his voice. As soon as he said it, Lara's mouth covered his again. Within seconds her tongue was back in his mouth. Dan wrapped his arms around Lara, realizing he was totally in her power. Dan closed his eyes tight and tried to relax, to forget who was with him and try to enjoy it. As Lara's tongue continued to probe his mouth Dan wrapped his arms around her and rubbed her back and bottom. Her skin was like silk beneath his fingers. Lara's tongue left his mouth and Dan pushed his tongue into her mouth and tasted her. He held her close and kissed her passionately. Lara moaned into his mouth and squeezed his chest in a tight hug.

Lara pulled away and lifted some of her wieght off of him. She smiled. "Wow!" Dan was happy for a second that he had made her happy. He quickly fought that feeling. He knew he should be repulsed at what he was doing. Lara rolled off of him and lay down beside him on her back. "Now I want you to give me oral sex," she said and spread her legs. Dan was horrified as he looked down at her exposed cunt.

"Lara, I can't do this!" Dan insisted and sat up. "This is wrong!"

Lara slowly turned to him and stared at him for a moment. "You don't have a choice," she told him without hesitation. They're eyes locked for a moment and he could see the determination behind her eyes. "Come on Daddy," she ordered and smiled. She shook her legs a little to demonstrate her anxiousness to begin. Dan closed his eyes and tried to fight back the tears as he gazed upon Lara once more. She stared back at him impatiently. Dan got on his hands and knees, crawled around her legs and lay down between them. As soon as his abdomen touched the bed he could smell her and his cock began to bulge.

"Oh God!" Dan whispered. Lara shook her legs again and looked down at him. Dan slid closer, his face now only inches from his little girl's pink slit. He spread her pretty cherry cunt lips with his fingers, gave one quick glance up at his daughters anxious, impatient face, then lowered his face, stuck out his tongue and slid it into her furrow and then ran it over her small clit. Lara inhaled sharply at the first touch. She laid her head back on the pillows and clenched the sheet in her hands. Dan took a deep breath before lowering his face right back into her vagina. He searched for her clit, found it and sucked it between his lips and Lara screamed in surprise. Dan sucked the young girls clit and ran his tongue over it for only a few moments before Lara was screaming in ecstasy as she had her orgasm. Dan continued to suck her clit and watched as his young daughter tossed and turned and screamed as the orgasm went on and on and on. Dan found himself enjoying it, not the sexual contact with his daughter but instead the pleasure and joy it was bringing her. Her screams and moans were getting him even more turned on.

As soon as Dan released the young girls clit from his mouth her orgasm subsided. She lay there, panting, as Dan spread her labia further with his fingers and then buried his face into her wet cunt and slid his tongue into her. He put his tongue in as far as possible and ran it around the periphery of her entrance. Once again, Lara began moaning and clutching the sheet beneath her. Dan couldn't help but notice how good the young girl tasted. The more he tasted her virgin cunt, the more he wanted to keep lapping it up, the more he wanted to mount and penetrate her. Dan's mind started to shut down from lust. All thoughts of who was with him left his mind and he began eating her cunt feverishly, unable to get enough of her. Lara screamed and had another orgasm and then another and another.

Dan could no longer resist her. He crawled up her body, sucked each of her small tits into his mouth one at a time and flicked his tongue over the erect nipples. Lara was panting and unable to move as her father positioned himself over her, he used his hand to place his cock at her small entrance and then pushed into her slowly. As soon as the tip of his cock slid into her, Lara's eyes and mouth popped open and the breath was knocked out of her. She couldn't breathe as Dan pushed his huge cock into her further and further. She tried to protest but she just couldn't catch her breath. Her father pushed his cock in halfway, filling her up completely. Then without waiting, Dan pulled his cock out and plunged back in furiously, burying his entire cock inside her. Lara screamed. Dan ignored her and began fucking her viciously. Lara screamed beneath him. Begged him to stop but Dan was lost in lust. He pushed into her once more and she felt his cock grow still thicker and then felt his warm seed slide into her waiting body. It was the last thing she remembered. Dan collapsed on top of her and rolled away. He waited while he caught his breath and then looked over at his young daughter, who was now covered in sweat. Her head was turned to face him and her eyes were closed. Dan quickly made sure she was breathing. Once he was sure she was alive he pulled the covers over them both and then lay back and closed his eyes. Still breathing hard.

When Dan woke up the next morning he was alone. He regretted what he had done to Lara the night before but he told himself she had asked for it. He rose from his bed and went to shower. He had just finished rinsing shampoo out of his hair when he heard the bathroom door come open. "Who's there?" Dan yelled and peaked around the shower curtain. He found Sara standing in the doorway. "Sara, I'll be out in a few."

"Lara is pissed at you," she told him.

"Why is that?" Dan asked, knowing she wouldn't listen if he ordered her out.

"You hurt her last night. What did you do to her?" Sara asked

"I had sex with her. That is what she wanted isn't it? That is why I found her in my bed naked last night isn't it?" Dan said.

"You didn't have to be so..." Sara didn't finish it.

"I'll talk to Lara when I get out of the shower. Now either strip and get in here and help me wash my back or get out and close the door," Dan ordered and vanished behind the shower curtain again. Thirty seconds or so passed before Sara left and closed the bathroom door. Dan was just getting out of the shower when there was a soft knock on the door. "Who is it?" Dan yelled through the door. There was no answer except for the door creaking open. He saw the face of one of his daughters on the other side. "Lara?" He asked, unable to recognize which triplet it was through the small crack in the door.

"No Daddy, It's me." The door opened and he identified which of the three girls it was. "Kara," she said quietly. Dan suddenly realized that he was standing in front of her completely naked with his towel hanging beside him. He moved the towel in front of him to cover his limp penis.

"What do you want?" he asked abruptly. Kara stepped into the bathroom and closed the door. "What is it Kara?" Dan asked her somber face suddenly making him scared that something serious had happened.

"Would you please sit down on the toilet?" Kara asked quietly without looking up at him.

"Why?" he asked but he stepped back and could feel the toilet bowl against his calf.

"Please sit down Daddy," Kara asked again, this time a little more demanding. Dan stared at her for a moment and afraid of what she was going to say, he sat down laying the towel over his lap. Kara swallowed hard and then stepped forward so she was at his knees. She then kneeled down.

"Kara, what's going on?" he demanded. Kara didn't answer. Instead she reached out and pushed the towel that had been covering his flaccid penis aside. She then quickly wrapped her hand around his cock. This sent a jolt of electricity through Dan and he realized she didn't have bad news. This was a seduction of some sort. "Kara, don't!" he ordered and tried to push her hand away but her grip was too good and she continued to hold his penis.

"I've got to Daddy," she said as a tear ran down her face. She leaned forward, opened her mouth and took the head of his cock into her mouth. Dan took a deep breath, trying to remain calm.

"Why do you have to?" He asked her, curious and hoping it would make her stop.

"Shara shed show," Kara said without taking his quickly hardening cock from her mouth. She immediately began sucking again.

"Why did Sara say so?" Dan asked again as he ran his hand through Kara's blond hair. He could already feel his cock growing once more in his shy little girls mouth. Kara lifted her head just a little to answer.

"She says she and Lara did it. So I have to," she said and took the head of his cock into her mouth again.

"Neither of them did this Kara," Dan told her and swallowed and tried to fight off the wonderful sensations. Dan realized that the longer this went on, the more his daughters forced him into sexual relations, the more he enjoyed it. He was even beginning to accept it. This thought scared him and he grabbed a handful of Kara's hair and pulled her face away from him. His cock came out of her mouth with a wet popping sound. "No!" Dan shouted and forced himself to stand up and move away from her. He suddenly felt very self-conscious about standing in front of Kara naked.

"Daddy, sit down!" Kara ordered without moving.

"And if I don't?" Dan asked.

"Then those pictures will be made public and your life will be shit." Dan heard from the other side of the door. The door opened and there was Sara. "Now, get in bed, lay down and be a good boy," Sara said and pointed at the bed. Dan could see Lara standing by his bed. Sara's face was red with anger. She stood there in the bathroom door, staring at him and pointing at the bed. Dan saw no other options. He dropped the towel on the bathroom floor and went and lay down. Kara followed him, her head hanging in embarrassment.

Sara and Lara stood by as Kara climbed onto the bed between his spread legs. She wrapped her small hand around his hard cock and again slid it into her mouth. Dan fought with himself trying not to enjoy the blowjob but Kara was too good. His cock was soon rock hard and he could feel it start to pulse as it built up to orgasm.

"Kara!" Dan said as the first shot of semen shot out into her mouth. Kara pulled away quickly and spit out the small shot of cum. Sara reached over the bed, wrapped her hand around Dan's cock and jerked on it until he was finished. Dan looked down at himself and could see cum laying on his belly and legs. Kara ran from the room with tears in her eyes. Lara followed a second later, her head hanging. Sara stared at Dan for a second, then without a word followed her two sisters from the bedroom. Dan stood up, went back into the bathroom, cleaned himself off with a washcloth and then dressed.

As he was coming down the stairs the phone rang. One of the girls answered it. "Dad, phone call," one of them yelled from the kitchen. Dan turned left and went into his office. He pushed the house line and picked up the phone.

"I've got it," he said into the phone and waited for the click as his daughter hung up the other phone. "Hello," Dan said.

"Mr. Fine, this is Thomas Rielly," he announced. Dan sat down in his chair.

"Have you found her already?" Dan asked. "I didn't expect it to happen this quick."

"No sir, I haven't found her. But I do have a lead. You told me your wife's maiden name was Garry," Rielly then spelled the name to make sure it was correct. "Correct?"

"Yes," Dan answered.

"I've found a Maria Garry who was married in Los Angeles a few months after your wife left you. I contacted a friend in LA to look into it for me. He got all kinds of information including her Social Security number and a picture. The Social Security number doesn't match but having looked at the picture, I feel it's a good possibility that this is your wife," Rielly explained.

"There must be hundreds of Maria Garry's in this country. What made you think..." Dan asked.

Rielly interrupted before he could finish the question. "Yes. To be precise there are just over 2500 Maria Garry's in this country. Another twenty thousand Maria Fine's. This one and three others interested me though. This one because of the fact that she married five months after your wife left. From my experience there are only a few reasons a wife leaves her husband and children without some sort of prior notice. The fact that your wife vanished without a trace made it even more interesting. This made me think that she was into something illegal or was involved with someone who was into something illegal. So I cross checked all the grooms of Maria Fine's and Maria Garry's who were married in the year immediately after your wife's disappearance. I got three hits. I checked into all three. Two of them were duds. One Maria Garry was an illegal immigrant. She married a prisoner in Texas to get her green card. Another had divorced a man named Garry. It wasn't her maiden name. The final one is the woman in LA," Rielly finished.

"What about her husband?" Dan asked.

"He's a suspected mafia hit man. The FBI has been trying to shut him down for a few years now but this guy is slick. He would have the resources to get your wife a fake birth certificate and a new Social Security number."

"Why would he let her use her real name?" Dan asked ignorantly.

"It's easier for someone who doesn't have time to get used to a new name to use the same name. If someone asked her maiden name, it might accidentally slip out when she's drunk or just not thinking. It's safer that way. Changing the Social Security number usually gives enough protection. I would like to come over and let you look at this picture. See if you can positively identify your wife and see if you recognize her new husband," Rielly said.

"Not now. Hmmm?" Dan thought for a moment. How could he get rid of his daughters? It wasn't too hard. "Your office is in the city right?" Dan asked. Rielly confirmed it. "Okay, do you know somewhere near Rogers Mall where we could meet?" Dan asked.

"Sharon's, a small bar and grill, is down that way, a place I frequent," Rielly told him.

"I know it. Meet me there in two hours," Dan said. Rielly agreed and they hung up. Dan took a deep breath and stood up and went to the kitchen. He poured himself a cup of coffee and then asked the girls if they were going shopping again.

"There are no more malls nearby," Sara informed him.

"Roger's Mall?" Dan said trying to make it look casual. All three girls stared up at him. "I've got to go into the city for a meeting. I can drop you off," All three girls screamed excitedly. Roger's Mall was one of the biggest malls in the state. The girls had only been there twice before and niether time did they have Dad's credit card. He told the girls they needed to hurry and get ready. He needed to leave. The girls all took off up the stairs to get their stuff. Dan smiled. That went perfectly Dan thought to himself.

The drive into the city took forty-five minutes. He dropped the girls off at the mall and told them he would pick them up in four hours at the entrance where he dropped them off. He told Sara to take care of her sisters. The girls were very tickled to go shopping with Dad's credit card at Belk, Macy's and Bloomingdale's. These stores were not in the two malls near them. One of the girls even mentioned going to Ikea. Dan didn't worry too much about it. He let them go.

Dan met Rielly at Sharon's Bar and Grill an hour later. They each ordered a beer and Dan had a BLT. After eating, Rielly passed Dan the 8x10 photo of the woman. Dan looked at the picture and immediately recognized his ex-wife's face. "That's Maria," Dan said and stared at the green eyes in the picture. Dan had forced the feelings he had for Maria out of his mind long ago. They suddenly came flooding back to him as he stared into her eyes. Maria still had the same blond hair in the same cut. Her skin showed a few more wrinkles and her smile wasn't as bright as it had been. Rielly slid another picture across the table. Dan's eyes flicked over the face of the man he knew had to be his wife's new husband. "I don't know him, never seen him before," Dan stated shaking his head and turned his attention back to the picture of Maria. Rielly picked up the picture of the man and told Dan he could keep the picture of Maria.

"What do you want me to do now?" Rielly asked. Dan was suddenly flooded with thoughts of why he was doing this. He set the picture of Maria on the table and looked at Rielly.

"Don't do anything," Dan told him. Dan told him as a plan started to form in his mind. "Keep the information but don't contact her yet. I..." Dan thought about what to say. "I have to find a way to tell my daughters." Rielly seemed to accept this and nodded. Dan wrote a check for Rielly's services and then paid for lunch. Rielly left but Dan stayed there, drinking another beer and thinking about the next step.

Two hours after Rielly left, Dan picked up the three girls and drove them home. Dan thought about what to do all the way home. The girls were so wrapped up in their shopping spree that they didn't notice their father was distracted. When they got home Dan retreated to his office as the girls ran upstairs to put away their booty. They had given him receipts. Dan added them up. It was the most yet, over a thousand dollars. Dan was starting to worry that he may not be able to afford too much more of this. Dan quickly pushed that thought to the back of his mind and turned his attention to his immediate problem, his ex-wife and his three daughters. Lara cooked dinner for everyone and Kara came to fetch him when it was ready.

"Daddy," Kara yelled as she knocked on his office door. "Dinner's ready," she yelled. Dan said okay and left his office. Dan sat down at the dinner table and watched as the three girls ate. He only nibbled. When everyone was done and Kara was picking up the plates Dan spoke up.

"Kara sit down for a moment," Dan said. Kara sat down and Dan looked at the three girls. "I found your mother," he announced with no build up. He pulled the folded up picture from his pocket and tossed it on the table. Sara scooped it up and unfolded it.

"Oh my God. It's Mom!" Sara yelled and passed it to her sisters. "Where is she? When can we go see her?"

Chapter 3

Sara was wearing a huge grin. Lara picked up the picture, smiled and passed it on to Kara. Kara also looked over the picture and then turned to her father. Dan Fine waited, letting each of the girls absorb what he had just told them. He let them sit, allowing the suspense to build, allowing everything to soak in. He could see they were all about to scream at him to reveal everything when he finally spoke. "Before I tell you anything else. I want the pictures. I want them off the Internet, I want all the copies, Hell, I want that fucking camera," Dan said looking at Lara. Lara looked devastated. "This will not happen again! Get the camera! Get the pictures! Then we'll talk," he said quietly. He then stood up and turned his back on his daughters. "You may keep the picture of your mother. I'll be in my office when you're ready," he yelled back to them as he left the kitchen. The three girls sat there, stunned, their jaws on the table.

Dan smiled to himself as he shut the door to his office, sat down behind his desk, leaned back in his chair and put his feet up on the edge of his desk. He knew the girls would be here within a few minutes. The only reason it would take that long is that Kara and Sara would have to convince Lara to give up her beloved digital camera, a camera Dan had bought her for Christmas two years before. She loved that camera. Dan knew she would give it up though to see her mother. The girls had sainted their mother. It was the old phrase "Absence makes the heart grow fonder," taken to the extreme. They didn't think their mother could do anything wrong. Meanwhile, they blamed the parent who had raised them, Dan, for every bad thing that had happened to them in their short lives, including their mother leaving.

It was less than ten minutes before there was a light knock on the door. "Enter!" Dan yelled. The door opened and the three girls walked in. Each girl was carrying an item. Sara was in the lead and carried their mother's picture pressed firmly to her chest. Lara, had the camera bag slung over her shoulder and Kara had her small laptop computer tucked under her arm. "Sit down," Dan ordered and waved them to the couch near his desk.

Dan was sure that the three girls did not realize how the power in the house had just shifted. At worst, it would be a draw. At best, Dan had just gained everything back. The girls all sat down on the couch. It was rather snug. "Sara, place the picture on the table," Dan ordered. Sara did so without hesitation. "Lara, put the camera at your feet. Kara, you do the same, place the computer on the table or at your feet." The two girls looked at each other for a second and then did as they were asked. "Good," Dan said. He looked down at the floor for a second and took a deep breath and considered his next move.

"Kara, what's the URL for the website where you have my pictures posted? You haven't had time to take them down," he told her, not giving her a chance to say that she had already removed them. Kara looked at Sara. Sara nodded slightly and then Kara gave the website address. Dan opened up Netscape and typed in the URL as she told it to him. He clicked enter and waited as the site loaded; he scrolled down and looked at each picture. "How do I edit?" he asked without looking at the three girls.

"How do we know you actually know where she is?" Sara asked before her sister could answer.

"How do I know you won't release these pictures once I've told you the address and phone number?" Dan asked glaring at Sara. "It's called faith. Why wouldn't I tell you?" He locked eyes with Sara. She looked down. "Kara, how do I edit?" Dan asked again and turned back to the computer. A second later Kara gave him the passwords and told him how to get into the editing program. Dan was in the site a moment later. He clicked each picture and began deleting them one at a time. It took him about ten minutes. The girls sat in silence. Dan knew they had just realized he was in command.

Once finished Dan turned back to the three girls. "Lara, the camera," Dan said and held out his hand. Lara looked at Sara. Sara was looking at the floor. Lara picked up the bag and brought it over to her father. Dan took the bag and waited while his daughter sat back down. "Are the pictures still on the card?" Lara shook her head no. Dan turned and placed the bag on the desk. He opened the black bag and began pulling items from the bag. He made sure each and every item was there; four rechargeable batteries, battery charger, the camera, USB cable to hook it up to a computer, an AC adapter to plug the camera in to an electrical outlet and finally, four storage cards, each could hold more pictures than the last. Dan then placed everything back in the bag and placed the bag and it's contents in one of his desk drawers.

Dan turned once more to his daughters. "The laptop," he said to Kara, pointing at the small gray IBM computer. Kara picked up the small gray box and handed it to her father. Dan took the computer and placed it in the drawer with the camera. "You will get this back once I'm sure there are no pictures on it. If you need anything off of it between now and then, you can use it under my supervision," he told Kara. She just nodded sadly. Dan then closed the drawer and locked it. He made a big show of placing the key to that drawer in his pants pocket.

"You have everything now. Will you tell us... , " Kara started but Dan held up his hand and she fell quiet.

"Before we begin, I will tell you that your mother is in California. She has re-married," Dan told the three girls. All three perked up immediately.

"How could she have remarried?" Sara shouted. "You and she are still married."

'That isn't important," Dan said. "Right now that's all you're getting out of me," Dan said and opened the middle drawer of his desk and pulled out the pile of receipts his daughters had been giving him over the last few days. He set them on the desk so the girls could see them. He then reached in and pulled out the savings books for each girl. He and Maria had started the accounts to save for the girls to go to college, to buy a car and for spending money for things the girls really wanted. He gave the girls limited access to them when they turned twelve. He opened the top one. It was Kara's. "Kara, you have over forty thousand in your college fund," he informed her. He then put it aside and opened the next one. "Sara, you have just a little more than Kara. She's been spending her money on computer programs," He then set Sara's aside. "Lara, you have about the same as Sara. I'd recommend you each go through these receipts and see how much each of you has spent. Then, tomorrow, we will go down to the bank and transfer some money out of your accounts to pay for all these items you've purchased."

All three girls started to protest. Dan just held up his hand and waited for them to be quiet. "You must have known that at some point, I would find your mother. You must have realized that when I did the advantage would shift from you to me. It has now shifted. I intend to enjoy the full benefits of the change in power. You did the crime, it's now, time to pay," Dan told them and looked from one girl to the next. "Nothing will be returned. No refunds will be given. Hell, I doubt you will have a chance to go to the mall for a few weeks anyways. By then, you won't be able to return the items. You bought them, you will now pay for them," Dan stated with a grin. "It may be a few days, maybe a week before I feel that you have paid for your crimes. I will not tell you anything until that time," Dan said. He could see that all three girls wanted to protest, but none did.

"Sara," Dan started and turned to the leader of the group. "I want your hair to be blond again tomorrow morning before its time for you to go to school," he ordered. He didn't give her a chance to protest. "Lara, you will sit right there for a while once I've finished. Kara, you will be responsible for cleaning up the dinner dishes. Sara, Kara, you may go," he said and pointed to the office door. The three girls exchanged glances. After a second, Sara and Kara rose and slowly left the office, shutting the door behind them. Dan stayed where he was. When Lara started to speak, he held up his hand for her to stay quiet.

Dan and Lara sat there in silence for a moment. Dan then rose from his chair and went to the door. As he got closer, he heard a pitter patter across the hard wood floor. The two girls had been eavesdropping at the door. He opened the door a crack, made sure both girls were gone and then closed the door again, locked it and returned to his desk. "Now," he said to Lara once he was seated again and looking at his pretty young daughter. "First, I want to apologize for what happened last night," Dan said. "I got carried away and did things I shouldn't have done. After so long without, it's hard to suddenly have a beautiful, sensuous young woman beside you and not go a little crazy," Dan said. Lara smiled and shook her head. "Are you hurt?"

"It hurt for a while. It's stopped now," Lara told him.

"Good. I really don't want any of you hurt," Dan said.

"I'm sorry Daddy," Lara said suddenly and burst out in tears. She lay down on the couch and buried her head in the cushions.

"Stop crying and sit up Lara," Dan ordered in his best authoritative voice. Lara continued crying and Dan repeated the order. Lara stopped crying just as suddenly as she had started, looked over at him and then sat up. A stray tear was still rolling down her face. She wiped it away with her arm. "I don't need or want your dramatics Lara. Save them for your boyfriend. He'll fall for them. I know you too well though," Dan stated.

Dan sat and stared at his daughter and wondered if he could really do what he had planned. He decided to try. "Stand up," Dan told Lara. Lara cautiously rose from the couch. "Strip," he ordered. Lara's eyes opened wide and she just stood there. "You and your sisters started this. If you can play this game, so can I. Now, strip!" Dan repeated the order.

As Lara's hands moved to the bottom of her T-shirt Dan reached into his pocket and retrieved his keys. He unlocked the drawer he had locked only minutes before and removed the camera bag. He glanced over and saw that Lara was laying her shirt over the couch. As Dan opened the bag and pulled out the camera she began undoing the small purple bra she was wearing. Lara watched intently as Dan put two of the rechargeable batteries into the camera and then one of the larger memory storage cards. When Dan finished and noticed Lara was just standing there, he looked at her and waited. Lara realized she wasn't stripping and began undoing her jeans. Dan nodded and turned on the camera. It beeped twice, an orange light flashed near the eyepiece and then turned green and stayed on. The camera was now ready.

Dan glanced over at his daughter as she stepped out of her shoes and her jeans. Lara was now dressed in only her little white ankle socks and a pretty pair of green, cotton panties. Lara stopped and looked at him. Dan put the camera to his eye and quickly snapped a picture of his nearly naked young daughter. Lara didn't have time to cover up. "All the way," Dan told her and put the camera down to let it get ready again. He watched as Lara pulled the green panties down her sexy legs and stepped out of them. She then treaded on the toe of one sock and pulled her foot out, she repeated the process for her other sock.

Dan put the camera to his eye again and took another picture of her. This time, Lara tried to cover up. Dan flipped the small lever on the top of the camera, to the "view" notch and looked at the picture in the small view screen. He deleted it and flipped it back to photo. "Let's try that again," he said. "This time, don't cover up. I didn't have the luxury of covering myself up when you were taking pictures of me," Dan said putting the camera to his eye again. Lara stood rigid in front of him. That was fine, Dan snapped the picture. A tear welled up and then tumbled out of the teenager's eye and rolled down her cheek. "Don't cry," he told her. "Pick up your clothes and put them on the chair over there," he told her and pointed to a chair across the room.

Lara quickly picked up her clothes and carried them to the chair her father had indicated. Dan snapped a quick picture of Lara's cute little round ass as she turned her back to him. She laid her clothes on the chair and turned to face her father again. Dan waved the young girl back to the couch. "Lay down," he ordered. "I'm going to take a few more pictures," he told her.

"Daddy please," Lara pleaded without moving.

"You're beginning to see how I felt over the last few days. Now, lay down on the couch, on your back please," Dan ordered. Lara swallowed hard, flinched and then moved back to the couch. She sat down and then lay down, resting her head on one of the armrests.

Once his daughter was spread out on the couch Dan rose from his desk and went to the door. He unlocked it, opened it a crack and looked out. He hadn't heard anyone and neither of his other daughters were around. He closed and locked the door again and moved to Lara's side. He smiled down at her. He sat down on the edge of the couch at his daughter's waist. "What now?" Lara asked. He could hear the fear in her voice.

"Before we begin, I want you to answer a few questions. Answer them honestly and completely. Understood?" Lara nodded. "Good. First, do you masturbate?" Lara's eyes went wide and her face turned red. "We've had sex Lara, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. It's a perfectly natural thing. Do you masturbate?" Lara nodded, still embarrassed. "Often?"

"Once or twice a week maybe," Lara admitted.

"Whom do you think about while you're masturbating?" Dan asked and placed his hand on her flat belly.

"Ryan Watson usually," Lara admitted. Dan nodded realizing she was talking about one of the hot young, up and coming Hollywood movie stars. Dan had paid for her to go see the young stud's movies. "When he got married I changed to Cameron Young for a while."

"Cameron Young?" Dan asked, not recognizing the name.

"He's an actor on "The Moments in our Days," Lara told him. Dan recognized the name of the TV Soap Opera. It had been their mother's favorite also and all three of the girls had been hooked on it for as long as Dan could remember. Sara had a VCR in her bedroom that she used to record every episode while they were in school.

"Besides with me," Dan asked as he rubbed her belly. "Have you ever had sex?" Lara shook her head no. "What's the furthest you've ever gone before me?" he asked. Lara closed her eyes and her face blushed again.

"I've never even kissed a boy," she told him. This surprised Dan. Lara had gone out with boys a lot over the last year or so. He had been sure she had been kissed. Then he remembered her asking him to teach her how to kiss the night before.

"So, was it what you expected? Better? Worse?" Dan asked. Lara just shrugged. Dan smiled. "Okay Lara, here's what we're going to do. You are going to lay here and masturbate. You can fantasize about anyone you want, I don't care. All I'm going to do is take a few pictures of you. Not that hard is it?" Dan said. He could tell that Lara was horrified just thinking about masturbating in front of her father. "Don't bother arguing. You didn't listen to my arguments did you?" he stated and stood up. "Whenever your ready," Dan said and put the camera to his eye and snapped a picture of his naked little girl.

Lara swallowed hard and slid her hand down between her legs and started rubbing her pink cunt. Dan snapped another picture. Then Lara stopped. "I can't do this Daddy. Please don't make me," Lara begged. Dan lowered the camera.

"I'll give you a way out," Dan said, turned his back to his daughter and went back and sat behind his desk. He then turned back to Lara. Lara sat up on the couch and waited.

"What do I have to do?" Lara asked hesitantly. Dan smiled at her.

"You're going to be my little spy," he told her and her jaw dropped open. "You're going to tell me everything your sisters discuss. You aren't going to tell them your spying for me. Now, which do you prefer, the camera or the spy?" Dan asked holding up the camera but looking her in the eyes.

Lara lay there, naked, and considered her options. She stared at her father and then at the camera. "What do I have to do?"

"Just what I said," Dan lowered the camera to the floor. "Just tell me what you and your sisters discuss. If they start plotting against me, I want to know. If I find out you're not doing what I ask, and I will find out, then I'll screw you the same way you were trying to screw me." Dan smiled at her and stood up. "I want you to report to me everyday, whenever you can get away. Even if there is nothing to report, you're to come and tell me there's nothing to report. Understood?" Dan asked and sat down in the chair behind his desk. Lara sat up and nodded. "Should I put the camera away?" Lara nodded again. "You can go then," he told her, reached into his pocket and took out the key. Lara stood up and moved towards her clothes. "Leave them," Dan yelled without looking up.

He placed the camera into the drawer and closed it before he looked up. Lara was standing in front of him, completely naked. "Go, tell Kara to come in and then go to your bedroom. Do not get dressed until I say otherwise. Go!" Lara stood there for a second staring at her father and then, with her head down, she headed for the door. She unlocked it and opened the door. "One more thing," Dan said. She stopped and looked back at him. "You can tell your sisters what I did to you. But if I find out you told them you're spying for me, I will have you back in here and get some more pictures. Understood?" Dan asked with a smile. Lara nodded and left, closing the door behind her.

Ten minutes later there was a light knock on the door. "Come in," Dan yelled. The door opened and Kara stepped inside cautiously. Dan expected her to be hesitant. He was sure that Lara had given Kara highlights of her time in his office. She didn't want to step into the same mess. Dan sat behind his desk and waved his daughter into the room. Kara came in, shut the door and moved in front of his desk. "You see Lara's clothes over on my chair?" Dan asked. Kara glanced behind her and saw the pile of clothes. "Why don't you put yours there too?" Dan said. It was phrased as a question but there was no mistaking that it was an order. Kara nodded and began undressing. Kara wasn't as shy as her sister. She undressed completely and tossed her cloths into the pile on the chair.

"Come over here and kneel down," Dan ordered. He turned his chair sideways and Kara kneeled right between his knees. She then reached up and was about to undo his jeans. He pushed her hands away. "We'll get to that in a minute," he said. She looked up at him. Suddenly Dan saw the young girl in a totally different light. He suddenly saw her as a woman, not as his daughter, but as a beautiful, desirable young woman. He forced those thoughts from his mind and tried to concentrate on his plan. "Friday night you gave me a brief blowjob." Kara nodded in agreement. "You said it was only your second time. Who was your first?" Dan asked.

Kara blushed before she answered. "Rick," she told him. Rick was the son of Dan's best friend. Rick was also one of the girls' oldest friends. They had known each other almost since the day they were born. Rick had escorted each of the three girls to a school dance at some point. He had played Romeo to Kara's Juliet in last years school play.

"When?" Dan asked.

"Last year, during the school play. Practicing all that kissing started it," she told him with a smile.

"Did he cum?" Dan asked and suddenly wanted to hit himself for asking his young daughter such a question.

"Yes," She paused for a second. "Do you remember that white sweater you bought me? The one I loved so much? The tight one?" Dan nodded, he remembered. "You remember how I suddenly stopped wearing it last year?" Dan nodded and suddenly things came into perspective. It was "the blue dress" Rick had shot his wad all over that beautiful white sweater. It would have stained.

"What did you do with the sweater?" Dan asked.

"It's in my closet. I tried washing it while you weren't here but the stain wouldn't come out," she told him. Dan nodded. "Could you get the stain out?" she asked hopefully.

"Not after this long," Dan told her. "It's there for good. You may as well throw it away." Kara looked saddened by this idea. It had been her favorite top for a very long time. Dan looked down at Kara again. He ran a finger down the side of her soft cheek. "I love you Kara," he said. She blushed and smiled.

"I love you too Daddy," she said with a big smile. She got up on her knees and threw her arms around him and hugged him tightly. Dan wrapped his arms around his little girl and hugged her back. She looked up at him and he gently kissed her forehead. He then pushed her away. She released him and sat back on her heels again. "What now?" she asked quietly. Dan suddenly realized he couldn't do what he had planned, not now.

"Have you ever had sex?" he asked. She shook her head no. "Do you smoke? Drink? Do drugs?" he asked. She shook her head to each in turn.

"Okay. Leave your clothes where they are. Go upstairs and tell Sara to come down. Tell her I expect her to be naked when she comes in and I don't want you getting dressed until I say otherwise. Understood?" Kara rose from the floor.

"Yes Daddy," she said. Dan suddenly realized his little girl was a heartbreaker. The smile, the body, the sweet personality, she had it all. Any guy would be crazy to not want to date her and be nuts to break up with her. Kara kissed his cheek and bounced out of the room.

Dan sat back and prepared himself. Sara would be the toughest. She would be the most resistant. She would be the hardest to break. He was sure he already had power over Lara. She had agreed to spy for him. Kara didn't seem to be holding a grudge. It seemed to Dan like she had already forgotten and forgiven. What happened now was just...

Sara knocked on the door interrupting Dan's train of thought. He sat back, took a deep breath and tried to pull himself together. This one would be the toughest. "Come!" he yelled. The door opened and Sara walked in. She was naked and her hair was wet. "What were you doing?" Dan asked as she came to stand in front of his desk.

"Taking a shower. The only way the dye will come out is to wash it over and over again or dye it again," she told him. He nodded.

"Sit down," he told her and waved her into one of the hard leather chairs in front of his desk. He knew she would be most uncomfortable sitting on leather while naked. He waited until she was seated and settled. "This was all your doing wasn't it?" he asked. "You planned it, you convinced your sisters to go along. It was all you wasn't it?" Dan asked.

If someone had told him a month ago that he would hate his oldest daughter, his first child, he never would have believed it. But he realized now, that he held Sara directly responsible for everything that had happened over the last few days. For this, he did hate her. Sara sat there, staring over his head. "Answer me God Damn it!" Dan shouted and banged his fists on his desk. "All of this is your fault isn't it? Isn't it?" he shouted and banged his fists on the desk again.

Sara looked him in the eye and without a single sign of remorse said, "Yes."

"Why?" was the only thing Dan could think of to say.

"Because you drove Mom off. You wouldn't find her so I decided I would make you find her," Sara cried, tears now building up in her eyes.

"Well, it worked. I found her," Dan said. "So what now? Did you think I would just give you her address and phone number? Did you think you would just call her up and say 'Hi Mom, it's me, Sara, your daughter. I want to come live with you?' Is that what you thought would happen? Did you think she would be thrilled that her little girl found her? Why do you think she hasn't written? Why do you think she hasn't sent a single birthday present?" "Because of you!" Sara shouted suddenly. "You probably told her not to. You probably wouldn't give us anything she sent. You probably hid them or threw them away!" Sara shouted at him, tears now rolling down her face.

"You're wrong. I never hid or threw anything away. Your mother never sent you anything. I admit I screwed up. I was with another woman. I admit that. I doubt you will believe it, but there was something else going on. It wasn't all me. She left because she wanted to leave, not because I cheated on her. If and when you ever get to talk to her, ask her about that. Ask her how she went about getting married again when she and I are still married. I never filed for divorce. I never saw or signed any papers showing that she had filed for divorce. She never tried."

"You're lying!" Sara rose from the chair and screamed at him.