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Being Adopted

Date: 9/10/2017, Categories: Mature, Author: bad_mann_ers, Rating: , Source: LushStories

something else, but I couldn't quite place it. "Daddy," she said approvingly, "do you want to protect me?" There was something about the almost formality of her question that almost gave me second thoughts. "Is somebody hurting you?" I asked. "Daddy," she teased, "will you save me from myself?" "Tell me what you need," I answered. "You won't believe me unless I show you," she said with a smile. She took my hand and I let her lead me to what looked like a cellar door. The room we had entered into was a back entryway for the house. There was a short stairway up to the kitchen, and a long hallway that led to the front of the house. A small side room had coat hooks and brooms. A short stairway led down to a small landing and a plank door. Someone had installed a hasp and a lock on it. The hasp was open and the lock was hanging on the loop. She pulled the door open, and we ducked down the a few more stairs into what I guess should be called a utility suite. There was a larger open room, with a desk and a bed. In one corner, a partial wall defined a space with a toilet and a shower. There was a chair at the desk, and a large wardrobe along the wall. There were padlocks on the desk and the wardrobe, but the locks were open. Theresa looked thoughtful, but not afraid. "What is this place?" I demanded. "This was my home, until two weeks ago," she said calmly. Nobody chooses to live like this. Some asshole put her here, and kept her here. That asshole was going to die if he tried to ... stop me from taking her out of here. She saw my posture and attitude change. "Daddy, wait," she commanded. "If you're not safe here," I started to say. "We're the only ones here," she interrupted. "I need one thing right now, and I'm safe with you, right?" She stepped very close to me, and put her hands on my chest. Her eyes were lit up and I suddenly recognized the fire of lust. We were very alone, and she was very close. My heart skipped a beat, and I wondered if she was safe from me. She saw me come to that realization, and her smile got bigger. "Daddy," she said, "I need something, and you're going to help me." She trusted me. She was safe with me. I nodded, because I didn't trust myself to speak. "The man who lived here was Rutger," she said. "He had posted a job opening on a special site for colleges. I had interviewed with him about a week before you came to lunch. The job posting was for a financial accounts assistant. He planned to train the candidate to manage all of his assets. He did not include in the post that he wanted a surrogate daughter. Do you trust me, Daddy?" My brain struggled with the unexpected question. "Sure," I replied. "I need you to take off your shirt," she said with a smile. She walked over to the wardrobe, and removed some items that I did not see. I was struggling with her request. It was a bad idea. That route would only lead to madness. My shirt hit the floor before my mind could invent another objection. She smiled and pushed me back until I ...