Senator's "Daughter" - Sex Stories

Senator's "Daughter"

... moved seamlessly from each other towards my cock which now stood proudly forth from my body. I let out a sigh as Cindy and Trish's tongues simultaneously ran across my quivering shaft, and looked out into the watching faces to see what effect my little show was having on them. And that's when I saw him and gave another gasp, only not one of pleasure this time. There, among the faces watching my performance, one stood out far more than the others. It was one that I was familiar with, one that maybe I wasn't as familiar with as I should be, but still. It was my father, Senator Mark Feldman. Straight-laced workaholic Mark Feldman, who never seemed to have time even to spend with his son. Mark Feldman who didn't seem ever to be remotely interested in guys or gay sex. Well, there he was, watching two hot shemales licking the hard cock of a guy he didn't realise was his son in drag. He was dressed in kind of grey suit and tie that he wore at the office but looked a little out of place in a club like this. He was visibly uncomfortable, open mouthed and obviously not used to such a sight and I wondered if it was my dad's first time at a club like this, I'd never seen him in here before, and I would have noticed. His discomfort seemed if anything to be enhanced by the fact that he was clearly enjoying the show, his legs were crossed as if to hide a growing erection. Sitting alongside him, looking significantly more at ease, was his PA Gary, who I knew was gay, and who I suspected ...

... would have been the driving f***e behind encouraging, if not almost forcing, my dad the senator to be there tonight. My heart skipped a beat as my eyes behind the mask met my father's, a million thoughts went racing through my head. What if he recognises me? was the first. Something that I quickly dismissed, there was no hint of recognition on his excited face and I knew full well that even I didn't really recognise retiring Dean in dominatrix Delilah. My next thought was a kind of thrill that Delilah's powers were so strong I could even entice my own father, this gave me a naughty little grin that I'm sure the audience appreciated, and a whole new set of ideas. How far could I take it with my dad? What could I push him into? The thrill of having power over such a man who valued his own power so, the excitement at the taboo of the i****t and the chance to humiliate and dominate and punish the father who'd been absent so much in my life all conspired to make me know that I had to have him, here, tonight. Often, during performing, I would bring people up onto the stage with me, it spiced things up a bit and was an unusual thrill for both them and me. Now, I pushed Cindy and Trish hard away from my cock so they fell back, and then I strode off the stage and into the throng of watching guys and girls, my sharp heels clicking on the ground. Unsurprisingly, as I strode purposefully through the crowd, a number of hands grabbed and caressed my curves and my cock. I didn't mind this, in ...