Daddy's naughty Princess

Chapter 4

Vignette was thinking if she should tell Lily about the dreams that she had been having about daddy last night but then again her best friend was a little erratic in her behavior and she did not know how she would react to the idea that she was fantasizing about her step-father. But she could not bottle it up inside as well, she was feeling nauseous at the thought that she was doing something absolutely wrong.

Summer looked at her in the rear view mirror and then said,” Are you alright Vinni? You don’t look so good!!!”

“I am really not feeling very good Summer. It is an odd sensation. I am feeling nauseous,” said Vignette as she pinched the bridge of her nose and Summer looked at her in the mirror once again.

“Should I stop by the side of the road? Or do you think you can make it to school?” asked Summer, concerned for her best friend.

“No no, it’s fine. We can’t afford to be late. We have practice today and if we get detention then we are going to miss practice,” said Vignette as Mark’s body from last night came in her mind. As soon as the vision of her step-father flashed before her eyes a moan came out of her throat without even her thinking. Summer looked back at her in shock. This was not something which would be caused due to any kind of sickness and she knew it better because she was the one who was sexually experienced amongst them both.

Being a cheerleader for the basketball team gave her access to the jocks and the athletes who made it their priority to make the cheerleader team either their girlfriends or their f**k buddies and Summer had made it apparently very clear to the team that she would not settle down for one boy when she could have the entire team. The boys had pegged her for a slut but that did not really matter to Summer because she loved having s*x.

“Vinni, you know, I have been your best friend since like forever. And when you don’t tell me things I really come to understand,” said Summer as she reached the school and then parked the scooty in the parking place as Vignette handed over her helmet to her friend.

“It is not something I don’t want to tell you or don’t want to disclose. You know Summer, in my entire life I have never have had any secret from you but I am myself so worried about it that I have no idea how to even tell it to you,” said Vignette and she could not even look at the eyes of her best friend.

“If you can’t tell it to yourself then you probably should talk about it to me so that I can give you my expert opinion and then we can deal with it together like we always have earlier. Why are you worried about this so much? s*x is something perfectly natural so you don’t need to fret about it. Did you already do it?” asked Summer as she looked at a shocked Vignette.

“What are you saying Summer? No…of course not…” said Vignette as she still held back as they walked inside the school.

“Then what are you so worried about? You are not gonna get preggers without having s*x sweetheart,” said Summer as she winked at the group of football players watching both of them sway and saunter towards their lockers.

“Do you have to be so much reckless and open with the boys of school? I mean, do you have any idea what they call you behind your back?” asked Vignette as the both took out their books from the lockers.

“Oh yeah...and trust me…I really love the name…why do you think that I behave in such a way?” asked Summer as she closed the locker door.

“I have seriously got no idea Summer…I don’t,” said Vignette as she slammed the locker door as well.

“Come on sis, chill out…I gotta live up to the name, don’t I?” asked Summer as a guy smiled at her and she blew a kiss at him and then made a face behind him looking at Vignette.

“That is the worst guy I ever have had Vinni. Trust me, I am never going to let him touch me again,” said Summer as Vignette rolled her eyes at her friend. She most definitely loved Summer but she could not deal with the fact that she was the sluttiest girl in the school and everyone in the town was aware of that.

“You should have some self-respect Summer. You are extremely talented and beautiful and caring and loving and what not but you don’t let anyone see that. But why? You could really find someone who can love you, care for you and cherish you, don’t you want that?” asked Vignette as they both walked together to their first class which was English.

“You have been reading too many romance novels Vinni. And I told you not to read those at all. You do understand that every single boy or man is selfish and they don’t care about you or your well being apart from their own needs and satisfaction. Then why the hell do you think that I am going to care for anyone else except me?” asked Summer and the anger in her voice was clear.

Vignette sighed at her friend’s words and nodded. She was correct in saying that men were selfish, like her biological father who had left her Mom stranded and pregnant but then again there were men like Mark as well who was her step-father and cared and loved her mother and loved her as well. Was that the reason that she was attracted to him in the first place? Because she knew that Mark loved her and that no one else would ever take care of her in the way that her Daddy would do for her sake?

“Hellooooo…earth to Vignette…girl you are really out of the zone today,” said Summer as Vignette looked back to her best friend.

“I am thinking about something Summer. And I really need to talk to you about this. But I am not sure how I am supposed to tell you,” said Vignette as they both took their seats and placed their books on the table.

“I have an idea,” said Summer as she turned to Vinni with a bright look on her face. Vignette still had a questioning look on her face and then Summer fished out the mobile from her pocket and showed it to Vignette and then texting her saying,” Text me everything.”

“Are you sure that this will be a good option? I don’t want this to fall in the hands of someone else,” texted Vignette back.

“If you are that worried then tell me every details except the names….that way the anonymity of thee guy will be protected. But I am really looking forward to meet this chap who has made you cream your panties,” said Summer as Vignette blushed reading her friend’s text. Mr. Hans entered the classroom and sat behind the desk and the students kept on chattering or glued to their mobile phones.

“I dreamed about someone last night,” texted Vignette as Summer’s face brightened up again.

“AND???DEETAILLLLSSSS BABE….”

“It was a wet dream. I did not even know that it was possible for girls to have wet dreams. Am I normal?”

“Of course sweetie. It is perfectly normal. So what did you see in this dream?” was the next text.

“I was finding something in the fridge in the middle of the night wearing my night-shirt. NO PANTIES….And some came and watched me and then he licked me and licked me until I came while I was still bent over with my head stuck inside the fridge. It was so goddamn real Summer that you won’t believe me at all,” texted Vignette and as soon as she had clicked Send Mr. Hans took the mobile from her hand and looked at the text and then he looked at Summer. Summer giggled at the screen and Mr. Hans looked at Vignette but she was so embarrassed that she did not even bother to look up and find the fleeting glance of lust pass through his eyes.

“Ms. Summer is most definitely one of the worst students of the class Vignette but you have been the brightest one always and it has never hampered your studies. But now when it is the most crucial point you are letting your friend ruin your mind and head both, or this is the first time I found you texting in class,” said Mr. Hans as Summer turned at them and then put the mobile in his metal bucket. He went through the class collecting the mobiles of all those who were texting in the classroom.

Vignette had never felt this ashamed in her entire life. She was a model student in the class but this time she had faltered and she could not come in terms with it.

Mr. Robert Hans was also the school councilor along with being their English teacher. The entire class he kept on speaking about the rise of English as a global language and from which age and what were the effects of that on colonialism in their country and the world but she did not even hear a single word spoken by him. There was no point listening to any of it when she knew that she was morally corrupt and the worse part she could not even tell that to her best friend. And her school councilor had seen her text making it even more unbearable for her. Finally when the class ended she breathed a sigh of relief.

“Vignette, could I have a moment with you please?” came Mr. Hans voice as she was leaving the classroom. She was already teary eyed and the teacher saw that so he did not consider he for scolding her even more for remaining unmindful in classroom.

“I am really sorry Mr. Hans. I did not know what came over me and I promise to never do this again,” said Vignette as she almost cried with her voice breaking down.

“Vignette I did not mean to call you in order to scold you. Anyone else would have probably got the detention however since it is you, I just wanted to make sure that everything is alright. I would like to talk to you for some time alone,” said Mr. Hans as he gradually became aware that how beautiful this girl actually was however he had never taken heed of that. But now that he had the chance of doing that with this innocent naiive girl any man would be insane to let this opportunity slip through his fingers. He wanted to press her breasts so much as she wrapped those pretty pink lips round his c**k but then again he needed her to be fully under his control for that to happen and it was now just a matter of time.

“Do I need to go to the Headmaster’s office?” asked Vignette in a frightened voice.

“Of course not Vignette. You have already promised that this is not going to happen in the class again and you are genuinely upset about that which I can clearly see so I don’t think why giving you a slip or taking you to the Headmaster’s office is necessary,” said Robert Hans as he continued,” However you need to meet me in my office after school hours so that we can discuss about this crisis that you are going through.”