Daddy's Little Brothel Girl

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Donna Smith
long black hair
green almond shaped eyes
tan skin
long legs
5 feet 8 inches
120
36d

Donna ran a brush quickly through her black hair, after she had just slipped the black silk robe over her red lace bustier and panty and garter set that had been the requested colors of the client who was waiting downstairs in the lobby of the upscale brothel.

Donna looked down at the piece of paper that gave her a bit of information about what this particular client was looking for...roleplay? She thought, okay, she did that type of work sometimes...father/daughter roleplay? Oh well, done that one before too. She shrugged her shoulders, daddy's little love slave? Wait a damn minute. She fumed going over to the phone that conected her with the booker downstairs. They know damn well I don't do BDSM or assplay. Which is exactly what she shouted to Trish downstairs on the other end only to find out that it wasn't that kind of love slave. Donna sighed with relief and hung up the phone after telling Trish that she was ready and to send the guy up.

She sat down on the big chaise lounge crossing her legs and adjusting the robe so it hid her undergarments but showed some skin.

ooc-just need the daddy/client
 
Jacob MacNamara
Short salt-and-pepper (gray and black) hair
Pale gray eyes
tanned
well-built
6 feet 4 inches

Jacob ran a hand through his short-cropped hair, jigging his foot on the luxurious carpet. This place was pretty up-market, but then he'd spent a lot of money finding this place. He'd looked all over town, and this was the only ... house, where they had just what he wanted. He'd seen the photos, and the girl looked so much like his own little darling that he could've sworn they were twins.

"Sir?" Jacob looked up, startled by the smooth voice. The receptionist smiled at him. "She's ready for you now, sir. Go right on through. Second door on the left, at the top of the stairs. Knock three times."

Jacob nodded and rose, his hands shaking a little. He'd had these fantasies for so long, and even though he knew they were wrong, he'd been unable to drive them away. Maybe this would help.

He found the indicated door and knocked three times as the receptionist had told him.
 
Donna made sure her outfit, or lack there of, was displayed just right so he would get a nice treat when he walked in.

She heard the triple know and put a smile on her face, "It's open daddy" she called out. Already in character.
 
"It's open, daddy" A shiver trilled up Jacob's spine as the voice sang out from behind the door. She even sounded like his little princess. This was going to be good.

He opened the door - and stopped. There she was, sitting expectantly on the chaise lounge, a sweet smile on her face. His heart pounded as he saw what she was wearing, her legs and a swathe of her collarbone exposed.

He closed the door behind him, a throbbing urge growing inside him. He'd held back on this for so long, and now - finally - he was going to be able to act it out, with this woman that looked so much like his own daughter it was uncanny. He took off his jacket and hung it on the back of the door, then turned to the girl and smiled.

"Hello, princess," he said, "Daddy's home. Did you miss me?"
 
Donna pouted.

"Of course daddy...don't I get a kiss?" She asked, playing the part like the consumate actress she was.

He's not bad to look at, she thought, as she ran a hand up and down the opening of her robe.
 
Jacob bit back on a chuckle. This ... girl (he still couldn't bring himself to think of her as ... well, a whore) was good.

"Of course you do, princess," he said, watching her hand as it trailed across the swell of her breasts, parting the robe just enough to give him a teasing glance of the lacy red underwear. Just like the knickers I saw her in that time, he thought.

He strode over to her and stroked his hand down the side of her face, gazing into her eyes and seeing nothing but a little girl looking adoringly up at her daddy. He bent over and brushed his lips across hers, feeling his body respond at the sensation of her mouth.
 
Donna tilted her head up and let him explore her mouth tentitively at first.

"Mmm daddy, I'm so glad you're home" Donna murmured against his lips, sucking one between her own.
 
A surge ran through Jacob as the girl sucked on his lip. He raised both hands to the side of her face and flicked his tongue into her mouth, feeling his hunger for his little princess grow.
He trailed a hand around to the back of her head and stroked the top of her spine, marvelling at the soft yet firm feel of his little girl's skin beneath his flesh.
He broke the kiss and gazed into her eyes. "Princess, you look amazing" he murmured, a raging hard-on throbbing in his pants. That, just from a kiss, he thought, This is going to be incredible!
 
Princess you look amazing

Donna smiled, and made herself blush, "Thank you daddy."

She felt the bulge growing against the side of her thigh.

She took his hand and put it on the tie of the robe, "Why don't you take a look at the whole thing?"
 
Jacob grinned. "My my, a little forward aren't you?" But he didn't pull his hands away. In fact, he undid the tie, then trailed his hands up her body and slowly pulled the gown apart.

"Oh, princess ... you dirty little girl. You look amazing!" He ran a hand along the tanned skin of her collarbone and downward, tracing the edge of the lace.
 
"Your dirty little girl daddy" Donna purred and arched her back as his hands explored her body, encased in the lace.

"I think you're over dressed now daddy" She grinned wickedly at him.
 
Jacob grinned back. "Well, darlin', care to help your daddy out with that?" He took one of her hands and placed it on the zip of his trousers. "There's a little prize for you behind there too, princess."
 
"A prize daddy? For me?" Donna asked.

She expertly undid his pants and slide her hand inside, grasping him.

She widened her eyes, "Oh my it's so big."
 
Jacob groaned as her hand expertly enfolded his shaft. He grinned down at her widened eyes and her comment, running his hands through her hair.

"Taste it, princess. Show your daddy how much you love him by kissing his cock."
 
She urged him to stand up, so she wouldn't have to move her body and he could look down at it.

"Anything for you daddy" She grinned before running her hands up and down his shaft, then teasing the tip with her tongue.

After a few minutes of that, her lips closed over the tip.
 
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