When my daughter came out as a lesbian to me, I told her that I was perfectly okay with it, that I still loved her. After all, I’d already figured it out by snooping around in her room. I also knew she had a girlfriend, which she also told me. I told her that I’d love to meet her.
She brought her girlfriend over for dinner and we had a pleasant conversation. That is, until they both fell asleep from the drugs I put in their drink. I’d already been planning on turning my daughter into my fucktoy, now I had two.
It was a long but rewarding process. I kept them in my basement. I repeatedly raped them, beat them, fed them drugs, and brainwashed them. After some time, I finally broke my little dyke daughter and her girlfriend. Now they’re my obedient little sex slaves and they couldn’t be happier.