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   bobandcarole to All   
   Story: No Win Situation 2 of 2 Daddy's P   
   16 May 06 11:44:21   
   
   From: bobandcarole@aol.com   
      
   Story: No Win Situation 2 of 2 Daddy's Princess   
      
   bobandcarole   
      
   He stood in the laundry room folding and hanging Auroras' clothes up.   
   She had come home the day before from one of her many business trips   
   abroad. He smiled as he thought of her. She had sure made him proud. Not   
   only had she grown into a beautiful woman, tall, blonde and leggy just   
   like her mother had been, but she was smart as hell to boot! As a   
   teenager she had become entranced with computers, not just playing on   
   them but how they worked and programming. By the time she was ready to   
   go to university there wasn't anything she could do on one. She even   
   worked for several local small companies doing some basic programming   
   and trouble shooting. After finishing a sex year degree she went to work   
   as a corporate programmer. After a short stint with a major corporation   
   she went out on her own as a freelance troubleshooter. Within two years   
   she was in demand and always seeming to be on some international flight.   
      
   Like most highly successful business people she had very little time to   
   herself. She also spent very little time at home in Australia. One of   
   her few weekends at home they sat down and discussed it. She needed a   
   place when she was home but paying rent on a place she might use once a   
   month seemed a waste of money. As did buying a house that would sit   
   empty most of the time. So she stayed at home with him. But he knew as   
   an adult woman she needed her privacy. One of her weekends home they sat   
   down and worked it out, tighter they would buy a duplex with a   
   connecting kitchen. While she was away he would care for the whole   
   thing. When she was home she would have all the privacy she wanted and   
   so would he.   
      
   As usual when she came home he cooked for her, did her laundry,   
   unpacked, etc. so she could take care of any business she had and to   
   relax and get some rest. She did go out on dates or with her friends,   
   bringing them home from time to time but they were always quiet and it   
   was never a problem. Plus, he got to spend a lot of time with his   
   Princess, something he wouldn't get to do if they lived apart.   
      
   After getting it all folded and hung up he grabbed it then headed off to   
   her room to put it away. After putting the things away in the dresser he   
   moved over to the closet. Quickly he got everything put in order except   
   her winter coat that he had just gotten from the dry cleaners. Shoving   
   the clothes to one side he stepped to the very end of the closet where   
   he knew the storage shelves were. After hanging it up with the rest of   
   her winter gear he glanced at the shelves then stopped cold, his mouth   
   hanging open slightly. He out and out couldn't believe what he was   
   standing there looking at. Arrayed along those shelves were various   
   whips, paddles, cuffs, clamps and a wide variety of other sex toys   
   including some stuff used in the more specialized areas of BDSM. Hanging   
   from the shelves were several leather outfits of the type Dominatrix'   
   wear.   
      
   He quickly exited the closet and headed back to his side of the duplex   
   where he flopped onto the sofa. Sitting there quietly with his chin in   
   his hands he thought about what he had seen and how it conflicted with   
   what he knew about Aurora.   
      
   He had known for a long time that she was bi-sexual. She had admitted   
   that to him her first year in college. And it hadn't bothered him in the   
   least. He also knew she was no celibate nun; she went out and had sex.   
   Hell, they still had sex from time to time if the mood struck them. But   
   he had no idea she had turned Domme. In their relationship she had   
   always been the submissive one, letting him take charge, control the   
   pace of things and she had never said anything about not liking it that   
   way. And she had always seemed to enjoy what they did. Leaning back he   
   let his arms drape over the back of the sofa and his head rest against   
   the wall, eyes shut, trying to think. He wasn't sure what shocked him   
   most about it: the fact that she had become one without him knowing or   
   the fact that he no longer knew his daughter well enough to know about   
   it. But there was something else creeping in along the side of all of   
   that. The knowledge that she may well be one excited him to no end! He   
   was no Dom and had never professed to be. But it had worked out well   
   between the two of them. He had enjoyed it as well as she had but it   
   wasn't what he wanted. At heart he was a sub and always would be, like   
   he was for his wife. He had curtailed it after the bit with Dawn, not   
   wanting to expose Aurora to any more of it that she already had been but   
   he still craved to be dominated by a woman. Still, occasionally he would   
   indulge the craving. Now, however, that was done via the computer and   
   internet chat rooms. When Aurora started college he would occasionally   
   meet someone he had hooked up with online but he was always disappointed   
   with the meetings. They had all turned out to be less than dominant.   
      
   Shifting around a little bit he thought about Aurora. Much like her   
   mother she had a very dominant personality; it was just more subtle than   
   Bettes' had been. She was strong, vibrant, self confident and self   
   assured. Now, toss in the option that maybe she was a Domme... A shudder   
   of excitement and anticipation ran through him. He didn't have to look   
   down at his crotch to tell he had a rock hard, throbbing erection.   
   Running rampant though his thoughts was the idea of his Princess   
   dominating him, making him do what she wanted him to do. He could feel   
   the head of his cock get wet at the mere thought of that! Now the   
   problem was going to be how to broach the subject with her and talk her   
   into it. But he knew he could do it, he just had to figure out how.   
      
   Later that night they were in her side of the duplex having a few   
   drinks. Well, it was more like she was drinking rum and coke and he was   
   having coffee. And with the jet lag she had and how tired she was it   
   wasn't long before she was half lit and feeling pretty mellow. She was   
   sprawled on her back on the couch telling him about the trip to Houston,   
   where she was born and raised. After talking about what she did there   
   she turned and looked at him, "You'll never guess who I ran into there."   
   Arching an eyebrow he asked, "Who?" Grinning and giggling a little bit,   
   her dark eyes twinkling, "Dawn." Shivering a little bit at the mention   
   of the little beast who had caused both of them so much pain he asked,   
   his voice cold as ice, "What is that bitch up to?"   
      
   "Well, they let her out of the mental hospital a year ago. Turns out   
   that she finally admitted to drugging and blackmailing all those men so   
   they are out as well, including her father. From what she told me she is   
   back living with him and they had picked up right where they had left   
   off."   
      
      
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