Something bold.

Your back is against the wall. Well, literally it's against the door, but you really don't have many options here. You know you'd never managed to survive if you were kicked out, and there's no way you're smart enough to try and manipulate your way out of this. Looking back, you begin to realise that what you thought was wrapping Daddy around your little finger was really you just becoming more and more dependant on him, Daddy's helpless little girl.

The thought gives you pause and you step away from the door to stand before your full length mirror. Slowly you strip out of your too-tight tank top and ass hugging cut-off jeans. Your panties are similarly kicked to one side as you look at your naked form in the mirror. Your breasts had been pitiful little sacks until your Daddy gifted you with the best surgery in the world to have the boobs of a true diva. One hand fondled across their smoothe surface, appreciating work so fine that only a surgeon could ever claim forgery. Your skin was kept luxuriantly soft through regular spa treatments, and your gorgeous tan maintained through winter by salon visits. All of it off the back of Daddy's money. You turn and admire your silky hair, it's ends tickling the curves of your ass. Keeping hair this long so beautiful and healthy wasn't easy or cheap, yet once again Daddy stepped in to keep her preened and perfect.

Your body was built for the bedroom, but only now do you begin to understand who built it and why.

One finger gently strokes you smooth slit.

Turning you walk past your wardrobe and straight to the bedroom door, your soft feet padding along the hall carpet as you head back towards Daddy's office. You're not sure what you're doing, if you're seeking confirmation, approval, rebelling...your head and heart are all too much of a swirl to think clearly. But still, you are certain that this is how it has to be done. No refusal, no clothes...your answer and future may well lie within showing your Daddy fully the results of his 18 year investment.

Gingerly you knock on the door. There's no turning back now.

"Daddy?"