Chapter 1: Morning Nectar
Jenny woke to the familiar ache in her belly, a gnawing hunger that only one thing could sate. At eighteen, she was a force in Tarrana, a young woman with a sharp mind and an even sharper tongue, her beauty matched only by her unyielding will. She stretched languidly in her silken sheets, her toned body already anticipating the day ahead. Her father, a hulking figure of raw masculinity, waited in the feeding room, his dim eyes vacant but his body ever-ready to serve its purpose.
'Morning, Daddy,' Jenny purred, sauntering in with a sway of her hips, her sheer nightgown clinging to every curve. 'Hope you’re loaded for me today. I’ve got a hell of an appetite.'
Her father grunted, a low, guttural sound, his only form of reply. Words weren’t his forte—cum was. Jenny smirked, dropping to her knees before him, her fingers deftly freeing his already hard cock from the loose cloth that barely contained it. The sight of it, thick and throbbing, sent a thrill through her. Not because she was submissive—hell no—but because she controlled this. She was the predator, and he was the prey.
'Let’s make this quick, big guy. I’ve got friends coming over, and we’re gonna need a full damn tub by noon,' she said, her voice dripping with command as she wrapped her lips around the tip. Her saliva, laced with the potent hormone unique to Tarranan women, hit him like a lightning bolt. He groaned, his hips jerking involuntarily as he came instantly, a torrent of hot cum flooding her mouth. Jenny drank greedily, her throat working to swallow every drop, her hunger easing with each gush. She sucked harder, treating his cock like a straw, pulling more and more from his endless reserves. He was panting now, sweating under the relentless pull of her mouth, but she didn’t let up. She never did.
'Mmm, that’s it,' she murmured between swallows, her voice a wicked tease. 'Keep it coming, Daddy. I’m just getting started.'
Her mind wandered as she fed, already picturing the afternoon ahead. Her friends—Lila, Mara, and Sienna—would be here soon, their laughter and sharp banter filling the house. They’d tie her father down in the center of the grand bathroom, his cock a fountain for their entertainment. They’d milk him until the massive tub overflowed with cum, the creamy heat of it lapping at their skin as they submerged themselves. Jenny could already feel the slick warmth coating her body, her pussy getting wet at the thought of Lila’s tongue lapping cum off her clit, Mara’s fingers sliding into her dripping heat, and Sienna’s mouth crashing into hers, sharing mouthfuls of the stuff in deep, hungry kisses.
She pulled back for a moment, wiping her lips with the back of her hand, her eyes glinting with mischief as she looked up at her father. 'You’ve got no idea what’s coming, do you? Poor thing. We’re gonna drain you dry today—well, as dry as a Tarranan man can get.' She laughed, a low, sultry sound, before diving back in, her lips locking around his still-hard cock, sucking with renewed vigor. His groans grew louder, his body trembling under her control, and Jenny reveled in it. She was the queen of this feast, and the day was only just beginning.
The real fun, the explosive chaos of lust and power, was yet to come. As she felt another wave of cum flood her mouth, she grinned against his skin. Let the games begin.
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