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|    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."                     [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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