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I blushed immediately and tucked it under my arm, curiosity and fear mixing in my gut. It would help to have a reference guide since I was so inexperienced. I wanted to impress my Daddy and make him feel good, so it wouldn't hurt to look a few positions. I located a quiet spot out of view of others and opened the book again. Each page held a fascinating drawing of a woman and a man in the throes of passion, bent over in the strangest and wildest positions I had never before seen. As I flipped through the pages, I didn't noticed the sudden presence of someone next to me.
It was Brad!
I slammed the book shut and pushed it away, embarrassed that I'd been caught reading smut.
“Victoria, what was that?”
“Nothing!”
I stood and ran back towards my cart, shoving it in the direction of a study room so I could calm down from being so startled. I couldn't believe someone saw me looking at that! The entire book was basically pornography as it depicted various sexual acts and techniques. Did people really do those sort of positions? I recalled the one of the woman sitting on top with her ankles up to the man's ears. Was that comfortable? I shook the image from my head as I unlocked a study room and shut the door behind me. The silence and security of the room eased me immediately and I walked over to the computer that was sitting on the desk across the room. I logged into an admin account and opened a fresh web page.
What was I looking for? I tapped the keys pensively before typing in a few keywords. “Daddy” and “sex” typed together in the search bar produced a medley of websites that were rather intimidating. I found groups dedicated to rape fantasies, role play groups, and even some questionable “teen” websites. After clicking around, I came across a blog that was dedicated purely to a Daddy/daughter relationship that caught my attention. I sifted through their blog for a bit and came across a few toys that I thought would please Daddy. The girl, who looked about my age, was wearing a pastel colored collar and soft lace outfits that revealed a great deal of her body. Her Daddy would put her on a leash or sometimes bind her. I wondered if my Daddy was into that sort of thing and tried to remember whether I saw anything anywhere that ever indicated that interest.
Having satisfied my curiosity about this sort of relationship, I deleted my web history and logged out to finish my work for the evening. If I was going to get some things to use with Daddy then I would have to figure out a way to get my mother out of the house so we could properly explore. My roommate would be occupying the dorm this weekend, and our disappearance wouldn't go unnoticed. I considered calling out of work Saturday, but thought better of it. Skipping work would surely displease Daddy and elicit a spanking. I didn't mind the spankings, but my bottom was so sore that it was difficult to sit for anything. I almost dreaded sitting in class the next day even though the pinch every time I sat was exhilarating.
I walked the cart out of the study room and started shelving again, attempting to preoccupy my mind until six. I could always check out the tantric book, but I'd risk exposing my curiosity and, potentially, my secret relationship. I had to be good. I had to be discreet. I stared at the desk I had been sitting at earlier where I'd shoved the book away from me when Brad caught me. I bit my lip, the thought occurring that I could just slip the book into my purse and return it later. I couldn't do that. The alarm at the front would most certainly go off and I'd have to admit to my crime.
I'd also get another spanking.
I didn't want to push Daddy too much this week. I wanted to please him as much as possible while also remaining studious and focused. It was hard to focus when I could still feel his palm smacking my bare bottom to pieces. It made me excited again and I had to compose myself. I'd been doing a lot of recomposing lately. Was I going mad? I wish I knew other people like this. I didn't think Brad or Lillian would get it. Maybe Lillian would understand the crush and the sexual tension, but she seemed to be so wrapped up in her boyfriend that I felt it was hopeless to ask. Besides, I'm a big girl. I can handle myself just fine.
I just had to make it to Friday.
Working and studying the rest of the week was surprisingly easier than I thought it would be. I was worried I wouldn't be able to focus, but getting so intimate with Daddy only made me feel stronger. I took my time writing my essays and even had a little lunch date with my roommate who made jokes the entire time about one of our boring professors. Friday went by relatively quick until the last fifteen minutes of my shift at the library. I watched the clock nervously until it was six and I carefully put up the books that needed to be sorted the next day in the cart next to the front desk. I walked into the back room with ease, punched a few numbers into the computer, and grabbed my purse from the desk drawer.
I was free.
Before heading back to my dorm, I stopped by a local shop that sold a variety of toys and outfits. I had never been to a sex shop before and was shocked as I walked through the door. It wasn't dirty like most movies had depicted it and I was greeted cheerily by a little alternative woman from behind the front counter. I looked around in an attempt to drink in the amount of toys laid out around the store.
“Need help finding anything?” Asked the woman with blue hair.
I stammered nervously over my words until I found them: “Yes… Well, I need… I need to find a collar and a leash.”
The woman smiled, put down her book, and waved with her hand to follow her. S
he took me to an aisle not too far from the front and presented a whole shelf of collars, gags, and leashes. I was overwhelmed by the selection and smiled like I had just been presented a puppy.
“Let me know if you need help finding anything else.”
I nodded in her direction and started sifting through different colored collars and materials that I might like to wear. I tried a few on before finding a cute pink collar with ruffles and a small d-ring at the front. Triumphantly, I ran back to the front to ask if they had any outfits that would match the collar. The woman took me to a rack in the back that was covered in pink lingerie, bras, and underwear. I took my time examining each style and holding them up to my chest to size. After about thirty minutes, I took my selections to the front and paid in cash so my parents wouldn't see the charge on the card. As I left, the woman wished me luck and I flushed red as I thanked her.
I got back to my dorm room and pulled on the new lingerie outfit that I had chosen for Daddy – it was a white bra with pink bows and ruffles with a lace pair of boy shorts to match. I pulled on a plain skirt and a blouse over my lingerie and started collecting my laundry and homework for the weekend, picturing the fun that we were going to have as soon as I could get my mother out of the house. I could always buy her a gift card to see a movie, but she might get suspicious. I loaded up my car, said good bye to my roommate, and headed out towards my house.
On the way, I reflected on who I had been a year ago. I was naive then. Now I was wearing big girl clothes and having big girl sex with someone I wouldn't have ever had sex with if I was still the same girl from back then. I felt a little more mature, but I didn't want it to get to my head. I wanted to stay as young and pure for as long as possible so I could keep my Daddy around. It occurred to me suddenly that this was potentially a temporary relationship. Daddy wouldn't be around forever. He couldn't hide his fantasy from his wife for that long, and I couldn't tip-toe around her like she was stupid. Eventually, she would catch a whiff of the mischief and start poking her nose where it didn't belong.
I sighed and pulled into the driveway, taking a moment to stare at my house before turning off the engine. I grabbed my things from the car and bustled through the door, hauling my load to my room. My mother greeted me from the bathroom as I walked by.
“Hey, sweetheart!” She called while putting a bright diamond in her ear.
“Hey, mom!” I set my things down. “Where are you off to in such a sultry outfit?”
My mother struck a pose and smiled.
“It's Karen's birthday tonight, so we're grabbing some dinner and then heading to the bar.” She grabbed her purse from the counter and leaned over to kiss my cheek. “Your dad made dinner. It's in the oven. I'll see you later!”
Well, that was easy.
I watched my mother leave and ran back to my room to set everything up. I wanted it to be absolutely perfect. I shuffled wildly through my tote to find the collar I had bought earlier and set it carefully on the comforter for Daddy to find. I wanted to wear it now, but I also wanted him to put it on me. The house was so abnormally quiet that I wondered if he was even home. I listened at the door for any sort of movement or indication of his presence. His bike was out front when I pulled up, so he wasn't out for a joy ride or at the shop. I recall the excitement in my gut when he had texted me this morning saying how he was looking forward to seeing his princess later.
