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Candice 'candy' Holmes, 21 years, C cup, brown hair, grey eyes, 5'7

Her family believed that Candice was spending her nights as waitress to pay for her study, but the truth was that she was an expensive prostitute. It paid so much better than any other job out there and she loved sex.

For the right price, the men could do almost all they wanted: get a nice blowjob, fuck her pussy with or without a condom, fuck her ass, watch her enjoy a toy, even some bdsm. The high price luckily dealt with the weirdos and most men actually treated her very good.

Tonight she had received a new text from her employer:

- Hilton, room 1104, married man, all expenses paid
- He closed a big case, boss paid for you. You are a surprise.
- Pick up key at reception

Not knowing what her client was into, Candice brought a small bag with various toys and some of her bdsm items and then took place on the large bed in the room.

She was dressed in a silver 'dress' and waited for her client to arrive. About 15 minutes later the door opened.

"Hi... I heard you won a big case and deserve a good reward... I am yours for the night.."

Then she finally looked at the man and her mouth dropped open

"Dad?!"
 
Jack had just finished having dinner with the main partners after sealing a major case for the firm. At 40 he though he had a good marriage. He had a son and two daughters and his wife loved him a whole lot. The first time he won a major case he never thought of part of his "reward" of being with a prostitute for a night. Especially with his status of being on the church board.

He checked into the hotel and got his key just like usual. He wondered what she would be like as he headed up to the 11th floor. Shortly after it stopped he got out and opened the door, walking in he heard a very seductive voice. Within a few feet he was surprised to hear the voice change to a very familiar one that he has heard his whole life.

"Candice?!? What are you doing here?!?" he asked as he looked at his 21 year old daughter. "Shouldn't you be at work?"
 
Candice stared at her dad... she never had considered the possibility that she would run into any family members as all of them were involved in the work of the church and other charity organisations. She knew she was a surprise for the man here, so that could explain the situation, although that didn't expect why her dad was staying in a hotel when he could easily drive home.

The silver dress she wore was too short and too naughty to be truly suited for outdoors, but the words she had spoken were even more clear about why she was in the room. She could only pray her father hadn't heard or understood them.

"I... I just wanted to surprise you..."

She tried to convince him
 
"By offering to be mine for the night?" asked Jack. "What the hell is going on young lady? And don't try to bullshit me either!" he demanded as he looked over his daughter.

He was hoping what she was going to tell him was a huge mistake or that this was a dream. He couldn't imagine the bad publicity that this would have for either his firm or the church if his thinking was right and she was a prostitute.
 
"I... I... was just joking..."

But that attempt sounded even weaker than her previous line. She looked at her dad and it required all her selfcontrol not to start crying. She couldn't tell him she was a prostitute and she hoped something would happen to solve all of this but she knew that would require a miracle.

"I... I will just go."

She offered.
 
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"Either you tell me or you find a new place to live, Candice," stated Jack.

He could tell that she was dodging his questions just as she always had. He looked at her sternly, knowing that she wasn't going to be heading anywhere.

"I'm still waiting for an answer," he said.
 
She looked down at the floor, and it didn't help at all that she could see how naughty her breasts looked in the dress she was wearing.

"I... I... am a prostitute..."

She whispered, nearly too soft to be heard. She had no words to explain to her dad why she did this. She couldn't tell him that she loved sex, that she loved doing what men wanted and that she was the best whore to them that they could ever wish for. Many of her clients hired her again when they got the chance, so she did a good job. The money was nice, but only a little part of the why.
 
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Jack asked. "How long have you been whoring yourself out to strangers?"

He gave her a strong stare as she looked down at the floor. Luckily, he was glad she was too embarrassed to think about questioning why he was there and if this was a recurring thing that he engaged in.
 
"Three..."

The number was followed by a whisper that sounded very much like either 'years' or 'days' and it wasn't the latter one. She looked up at her dad, ready to hear she would be kicked out of the house and out her parents life. Some men had told her she looked most beautiful when she was in pain or looked sad, if that was true, then right now she would look more beautiful than ever in her life.
 
"Three years? Are you fucking kidding me? So between you graduating and taking classes on and off you've been fucking just about anything that moves?" he asked. He was furious. He knew that she was old enough, but he wanted her to have a better job than being a hooker.

"How much do you usually charge?" he asked. Hopefully she didn't think this was too bizarre of a question to be asking, he thought.
 
She blushed as she looked at him.

"This year it is about... 500 dollar for just a blowjob to 7500 dollar for doing anything the client wants. Double if it happens somewhere other than in a hotel room"

She told him, giving him the ranges as it was nearly impossible to give a good number for what she made an hour as it depended on the client's wishes. She did know that her father's had paid the 7,500 dollar for her, but that was right now far from her mind.
 
"You do know all I need to do is call my boss, tell him you never showed up and you're reputation is gone, right?" Jack asked his daughter. "Not only will your reputation be gone but so will you."

Jack had always tried to provide for his family with all the sacrifices that he made. He had to work all day and take night classes while raising three kids just to get his law degree. And now he was surprised to see that his oldest kid was charging so much for whoring herself out. "Is there any tread still on the tire?" he asked as he looked her over.
 
Candice looked at her dad and knew he was right. If he complained that would indeed kill her reputation. She might be a good little whore but the expensive ones needed to show up when they were told to.

The question her dad asked then surprised her.

"Wha... what do you mean?"
 
He looked over at her as he slowly made his way closer to her. "With all the fucking that you do can you even feel when a cock goes into your pussy?" he asked.

He knew it was an inappropriate question to be asking but he was curious to know. He was also feeling quite conflicted about what he should do. His work had always been very kind with their rewards. Sometimes it wouldn't be letting him sleep with a hooker. There were a few times where the thank you was a week long company paid cruise, or trip to Hawaii, or some other place.
 
"Oh yes, I..."

She started her answer, before realizing this was not a question that should be answered. She went quiet and just looked at her dad, waiting for what he would say or do next. She knew her life as she knew it was over.
 
"Answer me!" demanded her father. "I'll do one better, if you don't answer me I'll call your mother and tell her I just found you working the streets," he threatened. He knew that his wife would believe him over her. He grabbed her hair and pulled on it as her eyes were forced to look at his as he waited for her answer.
 
"Yes, I feel it when a cock slides into me"

She answered her father, scared but at the same time aroused by the way he held her hair. She was a submissive one and that it was her father holding her hairs made no difference to her body. The truth was that she loved the feeling of a cock thrusting into her body, even after all those many different cocks she had felt inside her.
 
He could feel his daughter's heart beat faster as he grabbed her hair and made her look him in the eyes as he heard her answer. "Is she getting turned on by this?" he thought. He continued to look down at her, his hand still pulling on her brown hair. "Starting on Monday you'll be paying rent. You'll also be paying for your car insurance and phone bill since you're obviously not hurting as much for money as you lead your mother and I to believe," he said. He thought about how just yesterday she begged for $20 for gas and here she was getting paid handsomely by her boss. "Do you understand?" Jack asked.
 
"Yes Sir... eh dad"

Candice answered, slipping up her words by the rush her body was experiencing. She was happy her father hadn't seen the bag she had brought, or the naughty items in it. She hoped she would be able to leave now. Part of her was amazed he didn't kick her out of the house or made her stop her work.
 
"Now, since I don't want to be disrespectful towards my bosses that paid for my "present" for the night, I may as well enjoy it," he stated. Jack reached his other hand behind his daughter's back and slowly started to unzip her dress as he still tugged on her hair. As he unzipped her, he knew what he suspected, that not only was she in a very short dress but she didn't even have a bra on.
 
"Dad... what are you doing... we can't..."

Candice stuttered, no matter how hot and wet her pussy was. She was completely naked under the slutty dress and her nipples were as excited as her pussy was. Her heart was still racing with the control her father held over the situation and on her hair.
 
Jack leaned down and kissed his daughter on her mouth to get her to be quiet. Shortly after they finished kissing he pulled back. "Tonight, Candice, you're my "prize" not my daughter," he stated. "And I'm not going to tell my bosses I passed up my reward since it was my daughter and you're not going to call them tomorrow saying you didn't do your part, got it?" he asked. He started to pull off her dress, exposing her young breasts as the straps fell down to her sides.
 
Candice looked very nervous but nodded anyway as she didn't have much of a choice. She couldn't believe her father... the charity man... the family man... the church man... was really planning on fucking her.

"M.. My clients call me Candy..."

She told him. Of course it was a poor name for such an expensive prostitute but it did fit her real name. Right now she didn't feel like an expensive prostitute, but rather a cheap whore. The worst part was that she was completely ready to be fucked by her dad.

"All expenses has been paid for the night, so I am yours for all your desires..."
 
Jack had started to get undressed as she acknowledged that she had already been paid for in advance. He took off his coat and dress shirt before he grabbed her hands and put them on his belt. He wanted to see how experienced she was at this. "For such a high class hooker that's a pretty terrible name, Candice," he said.
 
"I know... but they like it."

She said and easily opened his belt and pants. There were clients that loved to hit her with their belts and therefore she also trembled a bit when handling a belt. She loved the rush of pain that came from such actions. Slowly she let her father's pants fall to the floor.
 
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