Chapter 6

That night, and the next morning, she did. In fact she was noticeably late for brunch.

"Hey, it's about time," her daddy commented when she appeared. He saw that there was a wiggle in her walk that was new. Plus he couldn't help but smile at what she had chosen to wear--a blue flowered babydoll minidress with stockings and garter peeking out. She'd remembered about the stocking shoots coming up. Clearly no bra, the gathering in the bodice of the babydoll told him that. And heels of course. She hadn't forgotten her lip gloss. She still wore her nail polish from last night.

She came up to him and gave him a good morning kiss on the lips. Short but sweetly wet.

"Mm-mm," was all she said. She was still buzzed from her morning with her vibrator. The residue of the drugs in her system certainly contributed to her mood as well.

Still smiling Carl said, "We only have a few more days, hon. I think we're doing pretty good. But it looks like we'll work right up to the last day. Are you still up for it?"

"Yes, Daddy, I want to do as much as we can before I have to go back to yucky Milwaukee."

"Now, hon, it'll be okay. While you're back there the website will come out. We can continue to cam each other. And little do you know but I'm going to arrange for you to come out here again during Easter break!"

"Oh god, Daddy, that will be great!" Now she hugged him long and hard. She relished his smell and got dizzy again, especially when he let go and brushed her ass with his hand.

Keeping her close, he said, "I see you remembered the stockings shoots. You are amazing! The only thing is that I've dubbed today's shoots as the slut shoots. So after brunch you'll have to change. Wait, you look so good right now that I want to get some shots as you eat. They may turn into a good set!" He was inspired and wanted to distract her.

But Amanda was unfazed by the slut shoot announcement. Curious, maybe. But still quite happy to be directed by her daddy.

"Take your vitamins, sweets, and I'll put some waffle mix on the iron for you."

Amanda smiled. Her daddy remembered how much she loved homemade waffles with yoghurt and real maple syrup. She took the pills with some orange juice and sat down to a bowl of sliced fruit waiting for her.

"I have three sets planned for today. At some point we may get interrupted by a delivery, just so you know. I think we won't have any more time for your checking out modeling sites. Besides you're doing so well, I don't think you need to see any more of them for now."

"Mmm, Daddy I love kiwi and strawberries together! This is so good."

"And here comes a waffle, piping hot!" He was glad she was eating. She would need the energy. He watched as she spread it with butter, piled on the yoghurt, and poured on the syrup. She was becoming such a luscious, sensuous creature. Just like he wanted. He snapped picture after picture. She had another as he moved from angle to angle. He even had her spread some syrup on her lips for several really hot shots. He continued shooting as she cleaned up the kitchen, catching her sashaying from table to sink and reaching up to a high shelf to put things away. Her babydoll rose up when she did that, and he got shots of her ass being exposed with the garters showing. Fantastic, he thought. Does she know she's doing this?

"Ok, I have laid out your first outfit over here. Take it and we'll decide what makeup to use after I see you. Be careful--the stockings are very sheer."

By now Amanda took every word her daddy said very seriously. She wanted to know what a slut outfit was. She wanted to feel very sheer stockings on her legs. She wanted to live the life of a model!

So she took the clothes that she found and went to her room to change. She found a jeans miniskirt, garter and hose, thong and matching bra, and a tight top. Separately they didn't seem all that special. But when she saw herself in the mirror all dressed--her legs shone from the sheer hose, the stocking tops and garters showed below the hem of the skirt, her bra and especially bra straps could be seen through the sheerness of the blouse. Wow, this reminded her of some of the more out there sites her daddy had had her research. So this was the slut look. She turned this way and that in front of the mirror. She smiled and wondered what was ahead.

One thing that was ahead was her introduction into using some white powder that her daddy would show her how to snort up her nose. Today was the day.

She put on some black patent leather open toed high heels and strutted out. "How's this?" she asked boldly.

When Carl saw her, he immediately knew he had hit upon a look. "Yes!" he responded. "Now we need the finishing touches." He gave her some special lipstick and told her what other makeup to use. "And you'll get a special surprise when you come back out."

It didn't take her long. He had just barely laid out a couple of small lines of coke when she returned.

"Mmm, ok, honey this is gonna make these sets today really special." He showed her the small round glass plate that held the lines. "Cover one nostril and breath a line of this powder into you," he said commandingly. "Then do the same with the other nostril. Then we'll take a moment to get ready for the shoot."

She wondered what this was for, but she didn't ask. She wanted to have really special shoots for her website. Her daddy pantomimed the movement and she copied it carefully. When she was done the white powder was gone, and she immediately started to feel light headed.

"Mmmm, " was all she said.

Her daddy quickly got to work. "God, you look so hot," he said. "You look nice and slutty for this set." He turned on the music and she began to move. He got many shots of her dancing, moving, and sitting down with her garters showing. He had her spread her legs. He had her look right into the camera as she grabbed her garters. Her crotch warmed as she posed.

He had her move around a lot especially when he noticed how she was more and more blatantly coming on to him. He liked this. He liked this a lot. It started to cloud his thinking.

"Mmm, yes babydoll, use your hands to make your blouse tight against your bra. Great! Now, undo a couple of buttons of your blouse. Let's see some of your lacy brassiere. Sweet, darling, now pinch your nipples through your bra. Oh!! That is so hot!" He was wanting to encourage her. He decided he was going to walk her through a strip tease with this shoot. He would salvage what pictures he could for the website and keep the others.

She was touching herself more and more and getting lost in the pleasure of it all. She was half listening to her daddy but also just losing herself to her feelings. Everything was so enhanced! she thought. Everything felt so good. Then she noticed the effect she was having on her daddy, and that brought her out of her dreams again. She so wanted him!

When he told her to unbutton her blouse, she readily complied and began to dance more sensuously, all the while looking at his crotch and hard cock that she could see was underneath his pants. She came closer to him. She rubbed her hands under her miniskirt and over her panties. She started to unzip her skirt.

"Wow, yes, darling, let's see you slowly pull that skirt down!" he responded. There was no turning back now.

She wiggled out of it and let it fall to the floor without missing a beat. Where had she learned this, he wondered. It was like he had unleashed an animal.

She reveled in the fact that she could turn on her daddy so much. She brought her hand near to him and to his crotch. Then she brought it back to her pussy. Her panties were spotted with wetness at this point. When she touched herself, sparks of electricity went off inside her.

"Oh god, daddy!" she exclaimed.

"Oh, sweetie, you are so hot! You're getting me so turned on!" he replied. "These are going to be so hot for the site."

"Mmmmm," was all she could say.

Then she took the inevitable step with the lipstick, the coke, and the buildup of the whole vacation inside her. She reached out and stroked her daddy's crotch leaving her hand linger there.

"Ahhh, god!" he responded. He loved that she was doing this. He wanted her under his spell just like this. He was finding it hard now to get good photographs with her so close. He put the camera down and just let her stroke him. He pulled off her blouse so that she was just in her bra, panties, nylons and garter and high, high heels. She looked so sexy.

"God, baby, you look so sexy. You are the best," he said.

"Mmmm, god, daddy, this is so exciting, I want to be yours forever, let's do this forever!" she mumbled. Then she moved closer and kissed him hard on the lips. They kissed for a long time, their tongues finding their way into each others' mouths.

They would have continued except for the doorbell.

"God, it must be the delivery," her daddy exclaimed, breaking the kiss. "You go up and change into the next outfit, and I'll take care of this." Now he was all business again. But Amanda didn't mind. A little breather was probably good, she thought, dizzy and intoxicated from the events. She took her skirt and blouse and scooted.

Carl went to the door and met the delivery guy. "So, you're the one I hired to act as a delivery person?"

"Yes, I hope I am at the right address," he responded.

"Oh, yes. This is good timing," Carl said. "So here's what I want you to do. You will ring the doorbell and a girl is going to come to the door dressed provocatively. You are to try to be as professional as you can in delivering this package. But just go with the flow even to the point of becoming 'unprofessional' if you know what I mean. Do you?"

The guy got it and winked and grinned. He liked this kind of assignment.

"I'll call you on your cell when you should ring the door again."

"Got it," he agreed.

Carl closed the door and called out to Amanda. His plan was coming together.

"Ready yet, sweets?"

"Mmm, almost," she called out. She had found the outfit in her fog and was trying it on. It was one of the ones he must have gotten at the store last week with Sierra. Her thoughts went back to her. She was hot. It would be so cool to get together with her again. Her daddy had not said anything about her since the shopping trip. Maybe she would ask him.

Meanwhile she was pulling on the things that her daddy had selected. They were made of pvc, a two piece outfit that was like a bra and miniskirt. The top fit tightly and made her nipples show. The bottom barely covered her ass and crotch. She wondered if she should wear some kind of pantyhose or something. She had grown fond of wearing pantyhose, so she put on a very sheer pair for the outfit. "Mmmm," she said aloud. She loved dressing hot for her daddy.

When she got downstairs, though, her daddy had a surprise for her. He didn't talk about what had just passed between them. He didn't even seem in the same mood. He was his all-business daddy again.

"Sweets, I thought it would be a nice change to have a delivery boy set. Oh, wow, you look fantastic, by the way! So I will start shooting you now, and when the doorbell rings, you should answer it and just go with the flow! Ok?" he said without waiting for a reply. She heard the camera taking shots of her. She couldn't help but show off as he worked around her to get the best angles. She'd have to ask him later. Right now she was all his, as his model.