Imaginary Delights (Caleb Raines & Facade)

Nicolas "Nick" Vaughan was forty years old as of a month ago and the chance to take a vacation had finally presented itself. Ever since she was little, Nick had seen to the care of his daughter Emily, her welfare had become his prime concern after his wife died giving birth to her. Originally he had begun his career as an investment broker and remained legit but after a few years he realized that if he really wanted to give his daughter a good life he needed to spruce things up.

When a client came in and was looking for something a little less legit, Nick knew just what to do and he opened his business up further dipping his own funds into the less than legal investments and even hiring some muscle to see to getting payments when necessary from those that didn't pay up what they owed. He found his accounts increasing and a few years later, shortly after he married Gloria he was approached about something new.

It was a resort where the desires of all those that attended would be welcome and uninterrupted. Questions would not be asked, everyone would simply turn the other way. For Nick it was the perfect environment where he could let loose and enjoy himself. He spent time away from home helping to set things up as he became a majority partner in the entire resort. However, he was unaware that while he was away his little girl was being mishandled by her step-mother.

When he returned home early from one of his trips, he came in the house in time to hear how Gloria was speaking and in that moment told her to get the hell out of his house. He filed for divorce and for the last year it has been just his daughter and himself once again. And in that year his daughter had begun to fill out more than she had been, his desire to feel her soft skin, to drive his cock into her virgin pussy had begun to grow. His love for his daughter had begun to change and build into something else.

This was the reason he had arranged this trip to Imaginary Delights which on the outside looked like it was just an ordinary resort with special treatment but only select people were ever allowed within the members area which was where he and his daughter would be staying. The sixty-five floor hotel had a brilliant set up. He could have had the entire penthouse if he had chosen to, however he had planned something else entirely.

He'd told Emily that she would have her own room in the hotel, even made certain she heard him make the call to book the rooms. However, he had already arranged a 'mishap' with rooms and seen to it that they ended up in one of the best singles rooms available. The bed was especially designed to be much larger width wise than even a king sized. Each room had headboards with round pegs which were purposely stronger than normal for 'fun'.

Nick's cock was hard just thinking of what this vacation would mean for his little girl as they exited the car that had picked them up from the airport and entered the hotel lobby. As was expected, they were informed that there was only one room and Nick put up a fight for his daughters benefit before becoming resigned and ushering his daughter to the elevator with a bellhop following behind. He had apologized a few times to Emily as they rode the elevator to the fiftieth floor and were led to their room.

Tipping the bellhop, Nick waited until the door closed before he strode across the room and looked around, "I think we'll be able to handle sharing this bed, sweetie." He told Emily as he turned and offered her another apologetic smile. He had learned a long time ago how to hide any hint he was lying from everyone, including his little girl. If he wasn't good at it then he would never have managed to surprise her with things over the years.

He turned and walked over to the floor to ceiling window that led to the balcony and slid it open to step out before calling out, "Why don't you get ready for bed, sweetheart? The excitement will begin come morning and we've had a long trip."

He kept his back turned as he looked around at the varied locations below. It wasn't easy to see everything because of how high they were but he could make out the beach nearby, the large pool connected to the hotel, and he could see the varied shops and knew that some of the buildings below were in fact 'pleasure houses' specific for people like him to use when wanting to act out certain enjoyments.

Things his daughter would experience soon enough. With a smile, he turned and strode over to his little girl, wrapping his arms around her and kissed her forehead, his hands gliding down her back slowly. His erection pressed against her lower stomach as one hand slid down to cup her young ass giving a light squeeze. "Go on with you baby, if you want to shower I'll be out here waiting but you better not take an hour because daddy wants to shower too." He stepped back giving her a playful grin and waited to see what she would do.

Emily had never been as excited about a before trip with her Father as she was now, mainly because they rarely ever went on long trips together any more. She couldn't wait to take in the ocean air, try out the spa if they had one, go swimming or to perhaps find a cute boy and have a summer romance. Not likely to happen, but it would be great since some of her other friends had little romances on holidays they had before. But, really, Emily was just eager to get some time to relax after everything that had happened over the past year. Even with the witch gone, things had still been tense afterwards with school and her Father always busy, things had never really had the chance to just settle and travelling to the hotel just seemed to make the feeling of excitement in her belly grow bigger.

Upon arriving at the hotel, things looked a lot fancier then she thought they would, more than a little awed at the size of the place then anything else. She was definitely going to see if her Dad would treat her to massage or something. There was no way a place like this didn't have a great spa! All thoughts on being treated to a 5 star spa treatment seemed to disappear almost instantly as soon they got to the reception and there seemed to be a mix up with thier reservation. While Emily was disappointed in her room somehow disappearing, an issue she didn't think such large hotels would have, she was more so embarrassed by the way her Father was having an argument with the receptionist. She even had to take a step or two away to separate herself from the drama, her pale cheeks turning red at the thought of everyone staring at them as her Nick caused a little commotion. When it appeared to be sorted, though not really in their favour, Emily quite happily rush off in the direction of the elevator with her Dad to just get away from the glances and the possibly now pissed off desk attendee. Being the lift, she felt alot better, giving her Dad a small smile to try and reassure that she was okay about the room as he apologised for how things turned out. It wasn't really his fault after all. Admittedly, she wasn't really keen on the idea of spending the whole holiday sharing a bed with her Father. She had done so on occasion before due to becoming frightened after hearing sounds in the house at night, thinking that it might of been someone trying to break in and rob them. Cops shows, while she loved them, seemed to make her a bit more nervous of these things. And before then it had been monsters under the bed or heavy storms. Those times had been before Gloria though, and now that she was 16 the idea was embarrassing...

Upon seeing the actual bed itself when they entered their room, some of Emily's worry subsided, her masked smile becoming a bit more relieved and genuine. Well, at least they would be able to sleep apart in that huge thing, maybe she could make a wall of pillows between them. ''As long as you don't start snoring or something, should be fine!'' Emily grinned back, chucking the backpack she was wearing onto the bed so she could start getting ready for bed.

Nick didn't even have to say anything, Emily already grabbing a few items from her luggage so she could get out of her travelling clothes and into something much more comfortable. The flight had been long and with the room mess ups, she just wanted to sleep and wake up to a more chilled out day. She had just taken the lose pony tail out of her hair when Nick made his way over to her, her feathered black hair framing her face as she gave him a smile. She was a little taken back back the sudden hug, but happily lifted her arms and reached up to wrap them about his chest. It had been a motion she did without thinking since she loved her Father, enjoying the stroke down her back as if it was a natural only to tense up as she felt something hard against her belly and his hand run further down and onto her covered rear.

As he cupped her, she immediately let go and pushed her arms at him as he stepped back, giving him a look of annoyance. Her cheeks flared up as she caught the grin, giving an embarrassed one herself before grabbing a pillow off the bed so she could beat him with it. "Oh my god, don't be so creepy! I won't want to sleep in the same bed if you act like that!"

One last hit with the pillow against his chest, and she stormed off in the direction of the bathroom so she could freshen herself up and not feel so icky in the bed sheets. Grabbing her sleeping items on the way, she called out before stepping inside. "I'm gonna take two hours!" And with that closed the door behind her, locking it.

The shower itself was a pleasant one, the bathroom being huge, the bath having enough room for more then 2 people in it. This whole room seemed to definitely built for a couple that would be enjoying every part of it together. Not actually wanting to take too long in the shower, Emily just scrubbed herself with the wonderfully fragrant soaps that were provided, washing her long hair just to get the whole journey off her and feel all the more fresh. She had waxed and shaved before they departed for the airport, wanting to spend most of the holiday relaxing rather than worrying about her hairy legs or looks.

Roughly 30 minutes, she came out of the bathroom, already in her teal pyjama top with thin shoulder straps, cling to her slim form and showing clearly the soft curve of her small chest. The only other item Emily wore was black underwear shorts that sat just above the curve of her hip, showing completely her soft, pale legs. She didn't mind walking around in her underwear around her Father, she did so at home when it was bed time, and it wasn't like her underwear was revealing anyway.

"Your turn." She sighed happily, still using one of the fluffy white towels from the bathroom to dry the mass about of wet hair she had, placing herself down on the bed so she could use her own little travel hair dryer.

When Emily reacted by hitting him with the pillows, Nick smirked and looked over his daughter watching her sweet little behind as she went into the bathroom. While she showered, he called down and made preparations for a drink delivery and waited for it to arrive. It was a special little concoction meant for his daughter, while it didn't do anything major, it would make it so that his daughter would think that anything that happened during the night was just a dream. It trapped the one who drank it in a state between waking and sleep if their body became aroused.

Of course, Nick had many plans for his daughter, she would see how much he needed her, loved her and refused to let her go. She would learn that no one would be allowed to touch her without his permission. Hell, if he wanted to he could move them here later, she could go to school with a special tutor and then he would always have the freedoms to do what he would be doing during this vacation.

Still, the drugs in the drink itself were just a start, they were a special mix of sedative and aphrodisiac that sometimes even gave slight hallucinations during the dream like state. The hallucinations was a rare side effect, but if they happened with his daughter he had things prepared to tie her down. His cock stirred more with the thought of having his sweet Emily at his mercy.

He took the chance also to set up the hidden camera's in the room so he could record what he did and watch things later as he chose or if need be use them later.

When his daughter came out of the bathroom about half an hour later, the drinks had been delivered and he had made certain hers was hot chocolate which he placed down on the bedside table next to her with a smile, "I had them make the hot chocolate the way you like it sweetie." It used to be a ritual for him to make her hot chocolate before bed and since his ex-wife he hadn't done that.

Grabbing his small clothing bag he carried it toward the bathroom, "I'll be out soon, feel free to watch some television while you drink your hot chocolate. If you're still awake when I come out we'll go over what we want to do tomorrow." Going into the bathroom he turned on and adjusted the water before stripping down and stepping into the water. He focused first on washing his hair and then the rest of his body. When he reached his engorged cock, he began stroking himself groaning as he thought about everything he was going to do tonight.

He was tempted to keep going, to make himself cum and ease some of that pressure, that need but forced himself to stop despite how he ached to cum right there. With a grimace he released his ten inch cock and finished his shower before climbing out and drawing on only a pair of peek-a-boo boxers though he was careful his cock didn't hang out. The clothing he had taken off was carried in his hands in front of his raging hard on as he stepped out, closing the bathroom door behind him and went to the laundry hamper that the hotel provided.

He had walked out quietly in case his daughter was sleeping and now glanced at her, a smile on his lips. She was so beautiful, his little angel. He glanced toward the mug of hot chocolate to see if she had actually drank it. If she didn't that just meant he would be altering his plans a little bit, but it wasn't going to stop him from beginning her induction into her new life with him.

When her Father pointed out the drink on her bedside table, she gave him a huge smile. "Oh wow, just what I needed. Thought you forgot about the hot chocolate." Picking up the mug, Emily took in the warm scent of the cocoa before taking a careful sip, just to get a quick taste. "Mmm... Nice, but no where near as good as you actually made them."

Only giving a nod as Nick departed into the bathroom to wash, Emily took another, larger sip of the hot chocolate before drying her hair, not wanting to get too tired before she was ready to settle down. All that could be heard for 10 minutes from the room was the sound of the hair dryer, Emily brushing at it so it would keep straight so she didn't have to straighten it. However there seemed to be a sense of tiredness starting in her arms as she used her energy to dry her hair, causing her muscles to tingle ever so slightly, like a subconscious feeling to get it done quickly and just relax with the hot chocolate. Finally she gave into the feeling, leaving her hair slightly damp and just passing off any kinks that may form over night to just be straightened the morning.

Giving a stretch after she placed everything away, she fully climbed onto her side of the bed and leant her back on the headboard as she turned the tv on and picked up the hot chocolate that had been waiting for her. Flicking through the channels, she took a few more large sips of the drink, only to leave the television on the news that had been on when she first turned it on. The drug in the hot chocolate quickly taking it's toll on her already tired body as she seemed to slump a bit more against the headboard and start to rub her smooth legs against the soft, cool fabric of the bed. A slight, but pleasant, tingling sensation had started to run over her body as she waited for her Father to come out, stirring some feelings in her pussy that made her lazily wonder if she could get away with touching herself before her Dad could return. Even pouting at the idea that she could of touched herself all she wanted if she had her own room, the growing sensation cause a light blush to tint her cheeks.

Maybe.. Just maybe when he was asleep she could go into the bathroom and bring herself to climax. Her thoughts slowly drifted off as he eyes grew heavy, only just catching herself nodding off before she dropped the rest of the hot chocolate on the bed. She managed to keep her eyes wide open for only a few seconds before they wanted to close again and realised that she was being defeated by sleep. While still concious enough, she quickly downed a few more chugs of the hot drink before allowing herself to lie down.

Failing halfway to lift the covers to slide in, Emily's whole body just wanted to go limp, suddenly feeling extremely heavy. She just let her eyes close while she lay on of the bed, thinking her Father would just tuck her in anyway when he came back. But the pleasant sensation that had started a while ago had also started to grow stronger, causing Emily to breath a fast as the blood rushed around her body and she couldn't do anything to satisfy herself. It was embarrassing, hoping her Father wouldn't notice her faster breath and the blush on her cheeks while also being too tired to care. Perhaps she was sick?

She was only just barely awake when Nick came into the, only calling noticing at it finally registered that the sound of the shower had stopped and she felt someone else's presence. "D-d-dad? I think... I.. Might be... Coming... Down... With something..." She spoke softly, only able to say each word between each heavy breath as her body started to feel on fire, not from fever, but a sexual desire.

When Nick noticed that the mug had indeed been drank from and it looked like most if not all was gone, he smirked, looking over his little angel and noting how haphazardly she had begun to cover herself. That seemed like another sign that she had drank enough of the drug laced hot chocolate. Hearing her words, he walked around to her side of the bed and sat on the edge, lifting an arm and placing his wrist to her forehead. "You don't feel feverish baby, but don't worry I'll take care of you."

He slid his hand down to lightly caress her cheek, testing her reaction before he let his fingers trail lightly down her neck, along her arm and back up. He slowly lifted her shirt with his other hand, brushing his thumb over her nipple when he bared one of them. He smiled down at her, watching her body, her breathing and the hand on her arm trailed down to her underwear clad pussy, beginning to rub against her, his thumb brushing over her clit circling as he put just enough pressure to tease his daughter's young body.

"You'll feel better soon, baby," he spoke softly, his cock aching but he swore to himself he wasn't going to fuck her just yet, he wanted her body ready for everything he intended to do to her and when he fucked her, she would be fully aware of everything even if she were bound. Tomorrow would be soon enough for her to be aware of some of what he was doing to her without the sedative in place.

After several minutes of using the fabric to help tease, he shifted his fingers to slide beneath them and touch her bare pussy, groaning at the feel of it. His thumb resumed its attention to her clit and his finger slid inside her slowly going only to his second knuckle before sliding out beginning a slow rhythm.

Emily's concious state was coming and going as she fought to try and keep aware of what was going on around her, only to be surprised by the presence of her Father sitting beside her. Her arousal had seemed to grow stronger in the few seconds it had taken him to walk over and sit beside her, the touch of his wrist against her forehead causing her to gasp and close her eyes as a subtle wave of pleasure wash over her by just mere contact of someone else's skin against her own. She barely even heard his words of taking care of her, giving a soft groan as her mind drifted into a dream like state.

The touch to her cheek caused her to groan and attempt to move her head towards his hand, wanting more of his touch. The touches down her neck and arm caused her tired body to shiver a little, stretching ever so gentle into the touches to show that her body wanted more of them. The feeling causing her to feel relaxed and, ashamedly, more aroused.

As Nick lifted her top however, it caused her to stiffen a little, being dragged a little out of the strange dreamy feeling and gasp loudly as her now erect nipple was touched, the sensation going straight to her pussy. What was going on? Was her Dad really touching her? Emily wondered to herself hazily, her mind fogged by the tiredness. Maybe she was sleep and dreaming this because she was so turned on. But it felt so real, but perhaps that was because she was ill... Though that didn't seem completely right as she wasn't hurting, or feeling unwell. And why her Dad of all people?

Suddenly there was a hand against her underwear, causing her to stiffen and whimper as her clit was teased. No, this definitely had to be a dream, she thought to herself as she bit down on her lower lip, body shivering underneath his hand as he continued to rub her. Her body felt so warm now, wanting to move her heavy arms to push her dream Father away only to be bowled over with the pleasure running through her body in her tired state and making her head spin. The teasing was driving her wild, and it was showing by the involuntary movements her hips were making.

As soon as the fabric moved from her underwear, alarm bells started going off in the back on Emily's mind, only really realising why they were when she felt something touch her entrance and begin to slid into her virgin pussy, giving a surprised cry. It didn't hurt, after having been teased for so long and how the drug made her body react, her pussy was wet enough to finger nicely. But she had never felt anything like it before, even during her own masturbation due to being too afraid to hurt herself, making this feel all the more real.

Every time he withdrew his finger and re-entered her, Emily let out a whimper, shivering each time. Slowly she lifted up a hand and weakly took hold of Nick's hand that was touch her breast still. "N-no.. Please...!" She whimpered, only to shudder and bite down on her lip once more. She knew that whatever this was that was happening to her was wrong, dream or not, but her body was feeling so turned on, wanting so badly to come and feel more that she couldn't do much else them whimper.

As his daughter began moving against his touch, her sweet body reacting with instinct, Nick groaned and watched every lift of her hips, every shiver of her soft body and felt her wet pussy around his finger. At her words, he smirked and whispered, "It's okay, baby, let yourself feel. Let daddy love your body the way you need." She was so exquisitely tight that he could hardly believe it. He knew that he would be giving her time to get used to things being inside her before he filled her with his cock.

Every sound, every movement his daughter made only spurred him on and he ignored that hand that tried to stop him as he instead leaned down and brushed his lips against hers, then her jaw and down to her neck. Then without warning, he withdrew his hands and lips, stood and walked around to the other side of the bed to climb in. He lay there for several minutes watching her, not touching her or speaking before he moved closer and shifted so that his cock rubbed against her bare pussy when his fingers shifted the panties aside again.

"Feel that baby? You know you want it, you can have it inside you soon. You'd like that, wouldn't you baby?" It took all his willpower to draw his cock away from the slickness of her pussy and instead slide his fingers back inside her, once again starting with one, increasing to two and a third over time. When all three fingers were moving inside his little girl, he curled them to brush over that ultimate sensitive bundle of nerves before increasing the pace of his fingers.

To increase the stimulation his thumb returned its attention to her clit and he lowered his mouth to flick his tongue over his daughter's nipple and lightly grazed his teeth up and down the side of her breast, tugging at the base of her nipple before his tongue swept around and over the fleshy points.