Retired S-rank father becomes a teacher

Victoria went up to her room after talking to her dad. Their conversation kept replaying in her head, like a broken record. She couldn’t stop thinking about the look in his eyes, the way he focused on her. And the way he brushed her hair aside with those strong hands.

A small shiver ran down her spine.

She grabbed her laptop her desk and opened it, typing in the website of an online shop for toys. She was grinning as she scrolled through the various selections. Tonight made something clear to her. Hurrying up her plan was a necessity before he became too distracted by the stupid glasses.

One particular toy caught her attention. A vibrator with a remote control. Yes the remote was important for her next step. She clicked on it, reading through the description and customer reviews. The words ‘quiet’, ‘discreet’, and ‘powerful’ stood out to her.

Perfect. She added it to her cart.

Bringing a hand to her chin, she tapped her fingers as she thought about how to pay for it. Her own card or her dad’s?

A naughty smile formed on her lips as she typed in the information of his card. He never looked at his expenses anyway but on the off-chance he did... Well he would probably not question her buying toys for herself. He loved her.

With a click of a button she ordered the item, the confirmation email appearing on her screen. Okay two days.

Victoria stretched her arms and yawned. It was time for bed.

She fell asleep. Her mind still on her father and his protective embrace. Two days and she could finally put phase two of her plan into action.

Two days later and she was at home again, in the living room. Her foot was tapping impatiently on the floor while she waited for the delivery to arrive.

It was late. Already 9pm.

Silas was on the couch next to her, on his computer working. She peeked over his shoulder and saw he was looking at the same artifact site from a few days ago. No dad. Don’t get lost in your work. Please.

The doorbell rang and she jumped up from the couch.

“Did you order a package Vic?” her father called after her.

She nodded and ran to the door. Taking a deep breath, she opened it and there was a man standing there with a box in his hand.

Quickly signing the receipt, she thanked him and closed the door.

“What do you have there princess?” Silas had followed her and was now looking at the box with an arched eyebrow.

Would he use his magic to scan the inside? Would he try to open it? Her heart rate picked up. A part of her wanted him to. Then he would find the toy and realize that his little girl was not so little anymore. That she had desires and needs.

But her rational side wanted to follow the plan.

She held the package close to her chest and gave him a bright smile.

“A gift from a friend. A girl secret.” She winked and walked past him to the stairs.

He chuckled and shook his head, returning to the couch.

Victoria sprinted up the stairs and locked the door to her room. She ripped open the packaging and took out the vibrator from its box. It was sleek and white with a button at the base.

Then there was the remote. Small, black and discreet.

She tested it out by pressing the button on the vibrator and a quiet humming sound filled her room as a small grin formed on her face. It worked.

Okay. Breathe in. This was it.

Victoria put the box on her bed, not bothering to hide it. But she went to her desk and grabbed her phone. Opening her messaging app, she began to type a text.

“Hi, I think I’m ready to move to phone calls. Let’s call.”

She sent the message to a number saved under “Useless Trash”. A beep followed a second later.

“Really? I thought you were just playing with me. I’ll call u right now.”

The phone started to ring but she didn’t answer, not until she was downstairs in the kitchen.

With the phone pressed to her ear she leaned against the counter. Her dad was still in the living room.

“Hi Ezekiel, how have you been?” she asked sweetly, twirling a strand of her hair.

She hated this man with every fiber of her being. He was a loser who thought he could date her just because she was nice to him in the hallways.

“Doing good! Thanks for giving me a chance to talk with you Victoria. You are like an angel, you know that?” His voice was filled with awe and desperation.

Victoria rolled her eyes. But she could see her dad stiffen slightly from where he was sitting. Good.

“Thank you Zeke, that’s so sweet,” she said and bit her lip.

A low growl could be heard from the living room.

Her heart raced in excitement and a little bit of fear. What would her dad do? How far would he go to protect his precious daughter? She couldn’t wait to find out.

The call with Ezekiel continued. They chatted for a bit about school, and life, she giggled at his terrible attempts at jokes. Her voice was a bit loud, ensuring that her dad could hear everything.

But he stayed on the couch. He didn’t make a move, his muscles tensing beneath his shirt. Why? Come on dad.

After ten minutes of mind numbing talk, she got the balls to say something she knew would provoke him.

“So Zeke, what do you think about meeting up? I want to see you in person,” she purred into the phone.

Silas shot up from the couch and glared at her. She could feel his mana pulsing, the air around them vibrating.

“Yes! Yes I mean, that would be amazing. Where and when?” Ezekiel stuttered on the other end of the line.

Victoria didn’t get the chance to respond because the phone suddenly flew out of her hand and into her dad’s outstretched arm.

Silas pressed the device to his ear and his voice was a low growl. “Who the fuck are you and why the hell are you talking to my daughter?” he spat, each word laced with danger.

Ezekiel went silent for a second, probably shitting his pants. And who could blame him? Being yelled at by an S-Rank over a phone would scare any man.

Then his voice came through the speaker, “Sir, I-I’m so sorry if I disrespected you. Victoria and I are just friends... nothing more.”

A scoff was the only reply before Silas hung up and threw the phone back to her.

Victoria caught it, her heart thumping wildly.

“You can’t talk to him anymore,” her dad said sternly, stepping closer.

She put on a confused face. “But why? He’s just a friend papa. Why do you have to be like this? I’m 18 years old, I can make my own decisions,” she argued back, putting her hands on her hips.

He towered over her, his eyes blazing with anger. She could see a flicker of darkness in them, the kind that made men quake in fear and her squirm in delight.

“Because I said so. He’s not good enough for you and never will be. No one is.” Silas’s voice was final and absolute.

And just like that, he turned and walked back to the living room leaving her alone with her racing heart and wet panties. Phase two A accomplished.

Concealing her smirk, Victoria slowly walked up the stairs. “Okay papa I definitely won’t talk to him again, no sir.”She said in a singsong voice.

Back in her room she shut the door and locked it. She knew he heard that lock but she didn’t care. A flicker of space magic told her he was watching her through the wall. It made her feel hot. Like he cared, he always cared.

Her phone was the key to this; she had to keep Zeke’s contact on it to make him think she would break his rules.

She got in bed with the vibrator. Placing the phone on her belly, she took of her panties. The cool air made her shiver. She was already so sensitive and ready.

Taking the toy, she rubbed it between her legs, feeling the vibrations sending tingles through her body. She glanced upat the spatial anomaly in the corner of her room, her eyes half lidded and her lips parted. Daddy was watching her.

With a smirk, she turned on the toy and moaned as it touched her entrance. Her fingers found her clit and she began to rub circles on it. Her phone was right there, showing that she was getting a message.

Another message from Zeke asking if she was okay.

Victoria made sure that the screen didn’t dim; dad had to read the message and see how much this random boy was obsessed with her. It would fuel his possessive fire.

But that didn’t matter as she pushed the vibrator inside her. It was a tight fit but she managed and let out a breathless gasp.

“Ngnn~”

Arching her back, she pressed her feet on the bed and began to move the toy in and out. Faster. Faster. The wet sounds filled her ears and she bit her lip. Dad, please see this. Please touch me. Please make me yours.

She turned on the remote. The vibrator started to pulse and she couldn’t help but cry out as the pleasure spiked inside her.

“Aah~ yes~” She let herself go completely, lost in her fantasy of her father taking her virginity.

It didn’t take long until she came, her whole body trembling as her walls clenched around the toy, thinking it was herdad’s member. She rode out her orgasm.

When she finally came back to her senses, she pulled out the vibrator and turned it off, dropping it on the bed. Her juicewas smeared over it and dripped onto the sheets. She would clean it later. Or better yet, have her dad do the laundry.

Victoria got up from her bed and walked to her full length mirror, admiring herself. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes bright and her hair tousled.

She turned around and looked at the spot where her father had been watching. It was gone. The anomaly vanished.

Did he enjoy the show?

With a content sigh, she got into her nightgown and crawled into bed. Sleep found her easily as she dreamed of strong hands holding her and violet eyes burning with desire.

One step at a time she would win this game.