(( Feel free to reply to this prompt with your own response or let me know of your ideas. It's up to you how your character copes, as well as what she looks like.

My hard limits are no diapers, scat, watersports, heavy bruising, bleeding, death, mutilation, taking virginity, and no little ones or animals.

I have a profile, and I live in the New York/DC timezone. ))

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With you away at college, Daniel West and his wife were finally able to throw the kinds of parties they used to host when they were younger. Their "Swinger Auction" parties were always a hit with a particular demographic of people, ones that Dan had always made sure you never got to meet. It was a part of their past that they never truly forgot or abandoned, but never wanted to be exposed to you while you grew up.

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Simply put, everyone who attended these private, invite-only events were part of a Swinger's Club. Members who attended the previous events, otherwise known as the "Hunters", were given special wristbands that designated them as "in charge." Everybody else was given the title of "Lambs" and it was their job to mingle, chat, and prop themselves up so they were "chosen." The invite list was always built so there were more Lambs than Hunters, and Lambs had to sell themselves so they could be chosen by the Hunter, and subsequently inducted into the Club. Induction included various rituals that were always adhered to strictly, and while Daniel was a Senior Hunter who used his home for such occasions many times in the past, not even he was capable of stopping it once it began.

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Many of the Lambs had been chosen by this point of the night, and those not chosen were told to leave (on good terms, as there was always next month to audition). Daniel had yet to choose his Lamb, as he was notorious for waiting it out, having each one audition for him, just for him to deny them after getting what he wanted out of them. It was a cruel practice, but not against any of the rules.

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Daniel was considerably tall, and noticeably lean. Due to the many years spent playing soccer for his High School, he had thick legs and a slim build. His smooth, rich caramel skin tone perfectly reflected his Caribbean-Latin heritage, as well as the slight accent when he rolled his Rs. Just above his shoulders fell his thick, black, curly hair that had a well-conditioned shine to it. His eyes were a chestnut brown, his lips full and luscious, and his hands hard, firm, and strong.

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He heard someone entering the front door while he was in the kitchen. Wearing nothing but his purple wristband and a set of fuzzy, red slippers, Dan assumed whomever had entered was a stray Lamb, or one who arrived embarrassingly late. With how long his driveway was, there was no way a stranger would accidentally find themselves walking through his front door, thus, Dan was going to do what he did best and make this stranger feel right at home.

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Poking his head out of the kitchen quietly, he caught sight of you from behind. The first thing he noticed was your skirt, and how short it was, along with how thick your thighs were as they got to be shown off. Just how he liked them. With how long it'd been since he'd seen you, he never would've guessed you had come home three days early, much less arrived without calling. Nodding approvingly to himself, he took a few more moments to look you over from behind, mentally deciding where on you he would cum. You were short enough for him to easily throw down to your knees, your hair was long enough to grab and pull without any effort, and all in all, Dan especially enjoyed putting young women through the initiations.

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Stepping into the hallway, his cock swaying to and fro proudly, he approached you from behind, placing his hands on your shoulders and giving you a tight squeeze.

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"Hello, darling," he whispered to you as he had full intentions on lifting your skirt so your ass could feel his growing cock, before he caught sight of your face while his hands were on you. What the hell? He let out an audible gasp as he recognized you as his own daughter, feeling not only embarrassed, confused, angry, and disappointed, but also happy to see you. How he was wishing to the high heavens this situation were different.

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"What--what the hell are you doing here?!" Dan almost yelled at you, and as fate would have it, one of the club's organizers entered the hallway from the downstairs stairway. Like Dan, she was completely nude aside from purple slippers and a purple wristband. She was thick, tall, and had bright red hair and thick lipstick on. She had pale white skin, and bright green eyes.

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"Oohhhhh boy, you picked out a good one. She's got those dick sucking lips like you like, I can tell from here!" she announced, smiling brightly at you. Reaching out, she placed a hand on your shoulder reassuringly. "Honey, you're in for a treat--and a little bit of advice? You might think your mouth is done when this one here cums, but trust me, you're not, keep sucking, even if your entire throat is filled with his sweet juice. And Darling, you've got the most beautiful eyes, so make sure to keep eye contact."

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"Charlotte!" Dan shouted at her, removing his hands from your shoulders and taking a hold of Charlotte, forcing her to remove her hand from you. "Now's not the time! This isn't--she's not--she's my daughter!!"

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"Oh?" Charlotte replied, her eyes going wide as she looked from Dan to you. Slowly, her mouth curved into a smirk. "Girl, you're a lucky one. He doesn't just call anyone his girl--you know what? I bet it was your ASS! Turn around for me, let me see it!"

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"CHARLOTTE!" Dan screamed at her. "Go downstairs!!"

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"HA! Don't be mad at me because I was the ONLY Lamb to find your weakness!" Charlotte laughed heartily as she made her way back towards the stairs. "Also, for fucks sake, stop waiting so long to pick a girl, we're about to fucking start! Good luck, sweetheart, I'll be rooting for you!"

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Charlotte waved good bye to you as she disappeared down the stairs. Her voice could still be heard as she trekked down the stairs: "Daniel's finally got one, she's got blowjob eyes!"

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Dan sighed heavily, attempting to hide his cock from you in a complete state of embarrassment.

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"Why didn't you say you were coming early?" He asked you, his voice sounding defeated and exhausted.