Your dad did notice

After a shower (with a vigorous use of the shower head), you come back down to find your dad still sitting in the kitchen

"Please, Zoe, come sit with me." He gestures at the chair. "We need to talk."

He gently touches your hand, and looks you in your eyes. "Tell me, when I just stripped you, how did that make you feel? I mean, how did it really make you feel?"

You stammer, at first unable to get out a word. "Let me make it easier for you. Did it make you feel humiliated, but also aroused?" You nod, your face burning with shame.

"That's what I thought. No need to feel ashamed, dear. If your sleeve is wired that way, it's wired that way. I've been with plenty of girls who enjoyed that sort of thing, and it ended up being to our mutual pleasure. Your mother being one of them, before she got her new sleeve. God, I can remember her, when she was young, prancing around in the kitchen all nude, just like you did."

As he says that, you feel a spike of jealousy coarsing through your veins. What? "Please, Daddy, don't tell me things like that." Hopefully, he just thinks that you don't want to know about the sex life of your parents.

"Oh, sorry, sure. So, back to what I wanted to talk to you about." He continues to question you about your emotional state, your feelings, your patterns of arousal. It's embarrassing to answer, but he's good at coaxing the truth out of you. Soon, he knows how you feel. Everything, except the pang of jealousy you just felt against your mother. Your attraction to him, and how it's more than sexual. Your arousal at being punished and humiliated (the embarrassment of telling him is in itself erotic). How you enjoy being taken control of. And your conflicted mind about it all.

"I'd like to try something. Just for the weekend. I want you to forget that you used to be my son. I want you to try to take on a new role. As my submissive, naughty little girl. Come Monday, we can go back to how we've been, but for today and tomorrow, I want to try this dynamic. I think it would be good for us both to explore, before we end up losing control and doing something out of impulse."

You swallow, and look at him. Then you look down at the table. Your imagination is running wild. There are so many thoughts swirling through your mind right now. Do you want to... ? Yes, there's a definite want, somewhere inside you. But should you... ? He's saying that it would just be for the weekend. But could you really go back, if you try it? He has a point... maybe this is what both of you need to do to get it out of your systems, before one of you ends up doing something spontaneous and ill-thought-out, without the others full consent.