“Nothing to say? You had plenty to say to daddy’s little brat the other night.”
“It’s just a game Cassie.” He replied. “I didn’t admit I had a daughter.”
“But you do, and she’s right here. You picked my ad because I looked like your little girl.” She laughed. “Couldn’t look more like her actually. You even asked my eye color.”
“If you’ve been doing this you know it’s a role play. Those guys don’t all have daughters and even the ones that do don’t want their real daughter. It’s a game, a fetish.”
She rolled her eyes. “Maybe you’re right with some guys, but you’re lying, dad. You want me.”
“I’m lying? You’ve been lying for months! And for Christ’s sake, Cass, you’re a damn call girl! You take money to let guys fuck you.”
“Remember you asked what that girl said to me?” Cassie remained in that calm that always infuriated him when they disagreed.
“Yeah, you said she told you I was a good fuck or something like that.”
“I lied about that too. She said, ‘Your father called me by your name the entire time. He really wants to fuck you.”
“She was taunting you.”
“Then she told me if I didn’t believe her to ask you where my pink dress was.” Cassie shook her head. “I thought she was lying when I found it hanging up, but then I sniffed it and it reeked of the same perfume you did.”
As an attorney Darren made a living at always being able to remain on point and to be able to respond to anything the opposing side came out with, no matter how responding. Yet now, for the first time he could remember, he was speechless.
“I shouldn’t have doubted her. I’ve browsed the competition on that site. I recognized her.”
“You what?” Just when he thought things couldn’t get any worse, she was still piling it on.
“She’s Daddy’s Pretty Kitty so I knew she wasn’t just an everyday escort. That’s why I don’t show my face in the ads. I wouldn’t want anyone at school or my dad’s pervy friends recognizing me.”
“But the dress? That was a surprise, but I still told myself you wouldn’t want me. Now here we are.”
“You’ve let other men fuck you?”
“Um, newsflash, dad.” She rolled her eyes. “That’s what hookers do, right? Take money for sex? I wouldn’t think I’d have to tell you that.”
“You watch your mouth, Cassie.” He hissed, his anger returning. “I’m your father and as bad as this looks, you will respect me.”
“Yes, sir.” She pushed her lips into a pout and looked up at him through her lashes. “I’m sorry, sir. Should your bad little girl get on her knees and show her daddy how sorry she is?”
Cassie sank to her knees, looking up at him demurely. “Is this the game you wanted daddy? Bad Cassie is so sorry she’ll do anything to make it all better?”
Her pink tongue slipped out and slowly traveled across her slut red lips. “Want this bad girl to show you how good she can be for you?”
Darren stared down at her, his heart pounding as he stared at her tongue and those full red lips pressed into a little girl pout. His eyes dropped to her chest, focusing on how much of her breasts were visible in the top at this angle.
He noticed those breasts were rising and falling faster and was aware of his own breathing quickening. Cass’s face, as well as the top of her chest, was flushed and he was acutely aware of her erect nipples poking through the dark blue material of the lingerie.
Was she turned on? Darren tried to focus as once again he had the feeling he was missing something. In his defense it was a lot to ask to think clearly when you not only just found out your daughter was a hooker, but was on her knees mocking him by offering him a blow job?
Or was she mocking him?
Darren’s cock was telling him he hoped she wasn’t, swelling once more and directly in front of her face. Cassie’s eyes were on his, at least for the moment and her hands were resting on her thighs, her blue tipped fingers looking damn sexy on the black thigh highs.
But if her eyes dropped to his crotch as they had earlier, she’d see his reaction and he had to do the right thing here. Not that anything was right at the moment, but as he’d told clients he’d discovered were guilty, it was never too late to try and do the right thing.
“Darren stepped back from her. “I’m done with your bullshit and thinking this is a game. Get up!”
Cassie obeyed him, rising to her feet, but when she spoke, it was obvious, that as usual, she wasn’t taking him seriously.
“Oh, okay. So you don’t want demure and sorry. You want defiant and bitchy so you can really lay into me.” Cassie nodded. “Should have known you’d want to be hard on me.” She winked. “Instead of just being hard for me.”
“Little girl, you need to stop this right now.” He said softly, his temples were now throbbing, but they weren’t the only thing doing so. Even as he tried to get her to stop, his cock continued to respond to her.
“Good line.” She said approvingly. “But you say it all the time and never do anything about it. At least not to me, guess you just take me out on the other girls. Even now, you have me here and all I’m getting is words.”
“Of course that’s all you’re getting! I’m not one of your goddamn clients. I’m your father.”
“You’re not a client?” She cocked her head and tapped her chin. “Let’s see. You reached out to me, we talked dirty, you booked me, we’re at a hotel and there’s money on the table.”
“Because I had no fucking idea it was you!” He yelled, then regretted it when she shook her head.
“Truth hurts doesn’t it, dad?”
Without waiting for a reply, she went on.
“Where were we? Oh, right me being a whore and the daddy thing. It’s a great game and easy money. The guys are older and just want their little girl so they’re never assholes. Money’s no problem. Even with what I charge I always get tips because I make them happy.”
“You…”
“And a lot of them are married or professional guys like you so they have reasons not to say anything. They’re just out for their fun and a lot of them are really cool.”
“Really cool.” He repeated numbly. The idea of his daughter being treated the way he was about to treat her had him feeling like the ultimate double standard hypocrite.
“What’s the matter, daddy? You don’t like the idea of your daughter sucking older guy’s cocks and letting them fuck me while I call them my daddy?”
“That’s enough.” He said unnerved that again she seemed to know exactly what he was thinking. Precocious didn’t even begin to describe her at this point. “I don’t need details.”
“You wanted plenty from me Wednesday night.”
“For the last time I didn’t know it was you.”
“But you wanted it to be and you can’t even deny it.” Cassie stepped closer to him. “Daddy, do you want to fuck me?”
“What the hell kind of question is that?”
“It’s a yes or no question.” The smirk was back. “And one answer is a blatant lie and we both know it.
“Keep trying, Cass, but you’re the one in trouble here. I mean my god, you hated working so much you’d sell your damn body? Risk getting hurt, getting arrested? Getting a damn STD?”
“You read the ad, I don’t do bareback.”