Chapter 3: Discovery
Chapter 3 - Discovered
After our morning meal, I explained to her that I needed to work and she went back to her apartment to collect some belongings. Upon her return, she was carrying an assortment of items.
"What's all this stuff?" I questioned, slightly annoyed.
"It's just stuff girls use to dress me up, and you enjoy dressing me up," she replied.
'She's right,' I thought, recalling previous occasions when I had dressed her. With that in mind, I decided to remain silent.
"You sort that out. And don't bother me - I'm working," I said, heading downstairs to my office.
I could hear her occasionally, but she left me alone for a few hours. When I returned upstairs, I went to use the bathroom and overheard her on the phone: "Don't worry about me. I met someone and he's wonderful, so strong. I can't get enough of him. I'll see you at the party later. Goodbye!"
As I rounded the corner, I stopped dead in my tracks. There she was on her knees, wearing an apron and presenting her buttocks. The interior was impeccably clean, the kitchen too. On the lounge table lay items from my toy chest and additional toys from under my bed.
Dressing her up in her best bondage gear, along with mysterious outfits and high heels, she faced me and inquired, "Did I do a good job?" She appeared a little nervous.
"If I had to dress an entire company, you did well," I commented. "Any particular reason you selected these toys?"
"I looked through them and wondered what each one was for or if I'd used them before. I realized that my knowledge comes from porn rather than real life. These last few hours have taught me that I'm clueless about a lot of things. I want to be what you want me to be, depend on you, obey your orders. I feel like a new person, ready to break out of a shell I didn't realize existed. The orgasms you provided were so intense; I feel like my entire being has been reconstructed by your guidance."
Her voice trembled as she spoke. "You have this new side of me, but it might just be a phase. The carnival days will be your test. If you're satisfied with my performance, you decide on Aschermittwoch whether you want me to remain your submissive. Let's get you ready for the party."
Continuing to imagine how I'd like her to appear, she resembled a sexy nurse, but with some additional accessories. She wore high-heeled stockings, a garter belt, her nipples poking through her blouse. She sported a surgical mask to cover her mouth, an earpiece to hear me, and a vibrator ready for use.
Two choices dancing sexily nearby, I secretly activated the vibrator and observed the fantastic show she put on. It was as if she were a professional adult film actress. After a while, I observed Beth joining in, dancing just as seductively. Beth saw me and winked, seemingly unaware of Stefanie's gag muffling her voice. On seeing me, Stefanie withdrew and crawled towards me.
"Stand facing me with your back to me," I commanded, increasing the vibrator's intensity. "If you keep that up, you'll be fucked right here."
Not heeding my warning, she continued grinding on me until she had my erection out. As she started to lower herself on it, I realized the additional pressure of the vibrator would enhance her response. With only a few trusts, she achieved a shrieking orgasm. Struggling to stay upright, I placed one hand on her breast, while admiring her as Beth continued dancing elsewhere.
Once Stefanie had composed herself, I tugged her towards the front door and left hurriedly, again considering the severity of her actions.
"It's not your decision to come!" I chastised. "Remove that costume and go to the bedroom. I have some punishments planned for you."
After setting everything up, I headed to the kitchen to grab a drink. Suddenly, I heard a key. "BETH...damn it, this is going to be challenging," I thought. "I'm in the kitchen," I called out, directing her away from the living room with its exposed collection of sex items.
"Dad, did you see that hot nurse and she came over to you? It really looked like you were misbehaving; it even seemed like you grabbed her breast. It appeared as though she was being raped by you," my daughter said with concern.
"Well, then I was being raped. I didn't touch her until she collapsed," I clarified.
Beth was shocked. "You mean she had sex with you...?!"
"Yeah, she mounted herself on me. I didn't let her," I answered, hoping for understanding.
"Nice happenstance for her to fall on your cock, DAD," my daughter commented sarcastically, taking a glass I had prepared for her.
"What made her collapse?"
"She came so powerfully that I had to support her," I replied.
Beth raised her eyebrows: "I understand your story, Dad. But I couldn't help thinking you were joking - that nurse was extremely attractive. I couldn't stop staring at her. She exuded sexuality."
"Yeah, she was hot."
Beth continued: "Dad, this is what the nurse was wearing on the floor", pointing towards the floor. "Is she still here?"
"Yes, she's upstairs receiving a punishment," I said, blushing.
"Punishment for what?" she inquired, becoming confused.
"She was told not to have sex without permission, but she did. So she's being punished," I explained.
Beth took a deep breath: "So you weren't trying to deceive me." After a moment of silence, she spoke again: "I didn't think Mom when she told me that she felt so affected by you dominating her. She was intoxicated and told me that her life had been ruined because she couldn't comprehend her emotions. Early in your marriage, she hinted that she wanted to be taken and so on. You did and she loved it, but she never admitted it later on. You wanted her to admit her status as your sub, asking her about her feelings - but she wouldn't. She refused to answer your questions, pulling back until you became so desperate you did it without her consent. And she came intensely, feeling ecstatic and at peace - but as soon as you wanted to discuss it, she returned to her shell. You loved her too much - instead of taking her without her consent. What a waste. So you are a dominant?"
"Yes, I enjoy being in control. Being dominant is a passion of mine."
"You're a perfect example of an alpha male. So strong, so intelligent, an inspiring leader - but you always direct the course. However, I'm your daughter, so my opinion might be biased."
She abruptly changed the subject: "Did you see Stefanie? She was supposed to be at the party."
"Yes, I saw her. She left early," I replied as she entered the living room.
"I know those shoes - wait...Is Stefanie your nurse?" my daughter asked, shocked.
I nodded and waited.
"This is too much to take in - you're fucking her, dominating her and she loves it!" Beth stormed upstairs.
Stefanie was sitting with her back to the door, her lower legs tied to her thighs making it impossible to stand up, and her arms tied in the back. She wore headphones, emitting moans as she was climaxing.
"What's her punishment?" asked Beth in a hushed tone.
"The vibrator I'm controlling with my phone. Its microphone detects excessive noise, so if she's too loud, it turns off and starts over. I like for her to come as much as possible because she's such an attractive sight when she does. Then I can punish her further," I responded.
Beth grabbed my phone, turned the vibrator to its highest setting, and waited until Stefanie came explosively, pulling at her restraints, squirming around. "Oh my god, thank you. I'll be your toy to use," Beth returned the phone before leaving without a word. I then removed my pants and had my way with my willing sub.
To be continued...
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