The next morning I went all out.

I chose a completely shameless outfit — a tiny sheer black babydoll lingerie dress that was practically transparent under the bright studio lights. My heavy tits and hard nipples were fully visible. The hem barely covered my ass. No bra. No panties. Just a pair of sky-high heels that made my ass jiggle with every step. I looked like a high-end whore, and I knew it.

When I walked into the studio, Daddy froze mid-sentence. His eyes darkened with a mix of fury and raw hunger. His jaw clenched so hard I thought it might crack. The bulge in his pants appeared almost...