The Daughter with No Closet

"Welcome home, dad." Rachel greeted Scott, embracing him with a hug and kiss. Scott walked in on home, through the door, relieved. Today was a special day. His forty-fifth birthday. He was ready for an evening of celebration, presents and relaxation.

"How do you feel, birthday boy?" Rachel cheekily prodded at Scott.

"Feelin' great! I could do with a rest and a massage, but you've got something planned for me?"

"Don't go ruining the surprise, dad. I already promised you're gonna get what you deserve... Can you go wait in the bedroom and get undressed?" Rachel replied and requested in a gentle manner.

Scott silently complied with a nod, and in anticipation, he headed for his room. As he slowly undressed, tired and eager, his mind drifted towards Rachel. Her words "you're gonna get what you deserve." Why did it sound ominous? All of a sudden, his memory kicked in, taking him back to nearly two months ago...

"Dad, did you have any plans or thoughts about what you want to do for you birthday?" Rachel asked Scott.

They were both sitting at the table one morning, nude and eating breakfast. A typical start of the day together. Scott was momentarily lost in thought as he pondered Rachel's question. Birthdays, with age, were ritualistic but mundane. Something that he didn't care to make a fuss over, especially when living a life full of responsibilities and hard work to focus on. It had a been a while since he had partied hard, let loose with friends and had outrageous nights. Still, a spark of excitement flickered within him and he responded.

"I'm gonna be forty-five. Starting to feel like my age is a big number now... so, how about a stripper?"

"DADDY!!" Rachel was alarmed and unamused. It was unlike Scott to be so forward and suggest something so provocative.

"Well, why not? Can't a man have fun for himself?" Said Scott, grinning and making no apologies.

Rachel calmed down from her surprise and laughed it off. While Scott was slightly confused how such a suggestion could provoke such a reaction from his daughter, given their sexual relationship. A minute passed, as Rachel smirked and gathered her thoughts.

"Alright dad. I promise we'll do something special for you forty-fifth birthday. And I promise you're gonna get what you're gonna get what you deserve."

As the memory ended inside of Scott's head, he woke up back to reality and found himself standing naked and alone in the bedroom. "No way... seriously? Did Rachel actually get me a stripper?" He said quietly to himself. A slight alarm inside of him went off the moment the door opened... it was just Rachel. He felt caught off guard but now relieved to see her. He then noticed that Rachel was dressed this entire time, casually, from the moment he was got home.

"Are you ready for your surprise?"

Scott nodded, his heart raced and was beating loudly in his chest, as he clenched his fists and tightened his bicep muscles. Rachel slowly stepped forward, noticing his erection, and revealed a large blindfold. She wrapped it around his head. Scott was immediately surprised but remained unfazed as the blindfold obscured his vision into darkness. It felt soft and velvety against his face, while Rachel tied the back into a tight knot. Unable to see, Scott listened to the faint noises around him, while his whole body felt cool and hypersensitive in his naked and more vulnerable state.

He felt the warm touch of Rachel's hands clasping at his cold fingertips. She gently tugged him forward, guiding him out of the bedroom. A few steps forward and a few turns here and there. Scott slowly but blindly observed that she was taking him to the living room. Almost complete silence, save for the noises of his own breath and footsteps. The living room door creaked open.

She let go of his hands. For a brief moment, Scott was standing still in the middle of the living room, then felt Rachel's hands grabbing his shoulders, completely turning him around. Next, she grabbed his wrists, pulling his arms behind him and... click!

"What on earth?" Scott cried out in confusion. His head instinctively turned side-to-side in vain, still unable to see. Something metal and cold was clasping at his wrists. He then realised he was handcuffed. He tried to pull his arms back forward, but... clank!

His arms were stuck behind him. He struggled for a few seconds, hearing the handcuffs clattering against a long, thin, tall and metal cylinder keeping him in place. He could feel it on his back. Was it a fireman's pole? Where did it come from?

"Rachel, no more games! What the fuck is going on!?" He raised his voice with assertion but agitation. Before he could get an answer, or even saying anything else, he felt something pushed into his mouth. Something round, soft and spongy, forcing his jaw open and leaving him unable to speak. More straps tightened around the back of his head... it was some kind of ball gag.

"Don't spoil the surprise, dad... almost ready." Said Rachel, playfully. His entire body began to tense up and his sense of confusion made him feel uncomfortable and anxious. The suspense only got worse as he could feel Rachel playing around behind him. She was tying him up. He could feel it. Ropes were being used to further restrain him. They circled around his arms, his elbows, upper arms to his torso, chest and ribs. His entire upper body could not move, strapped to this pole. Like the blindfold, the material of the ropes were soft and pleasant on his skin, but it did little to relieve his anxiety.

Finally... Rachel took off the blindfold. His squinting eyelids peeled open. He wiggle and wrested against the knots. The living room was dark, for some reason, on a low light setting, but his eyes opened fully and he realised what was in front of him.

He saw four beautiful women standing and watching him. As Scott tried to gasp for air, inhaling through his nose, the four women cried out...

"SUURPRIIIISSE!!"

Scott could see that two of the women there were Rachel and Olivia, alongside two others who he did not recognise.

"HAAPPY BIRTHDAAAAY!!" The four women cried out.

Squirmy and in shock, Scott was breathing heavily with the gag in his mouth. He looked around, seeing that the living room was complete with birthday decorations, indicating the four girls had planned ahead. Filled with hanging banners, flags with "happy birthday" and the number 45, balloons and paper mache. A table was laid out with snacks, plates, drinks and cups. He looked around and could see that he was indeed tied to some sort of pole, like at a strip club, completely rooted into the ground and ceiling.

Rachel approached Scott, laying her hands on his chest and leaned in to kiss his cheek. "Happy Birthday, daddy. Hope you love your surprise! YOU are the stripper!"

Scott could only scowl and gesture with his eyebrows. The three girls behind proceeded to start the party. One of the them turned off the lights and while Olivia turned on an LED ball, filling the room with colourful disco lights. The final girl turned on a music player. The second a beat filled up the room, the four girls cheered, screamed into the air, jumped about and immediately started dancing together.

Scott watched the lovely girls frolicking to the music. They were all dressed in tight body con dresses, the type you would typically see college girls wear on a Friday night out to a club, partying. Their bodies with their slender curves, round breasts, cheeks, smooth legs, while their dresses showed off their skin, subtly revealing their necks, shoulders, with slits opening up their chests, their stomaches, sides and their thighs.

As the dancing continued, the girls began to move to the table, mixing alcoholic drinks, picking at the finger food and chatting lively together. Scott was intrigued. He could appreciate that sexually clothed girls can be more tantalising than being fully naked. Their jumping and swaying bodies jiggled and breasts bounced, indicating they had no bras. But as Scott began to enjoy himself, he looked down, seeing that his cock was still erect and throbbing. Thats when he realised why the whole situation was uncomfortable. He was flustered and agitated from being horny and needing a release.

Trapped, powerless and stuck with an itch he was unable to scratch. His breath began to race again and his body felt so tense that he could almost faint. The girls began turning their attention towards him. The four lovely ladies were smiling, giggling, looking at his body and gossiping amongst themselves.

One of the unknown girls then took out her phone, pointed it towards Scott while whispering into Rachel's ear. Scott was dying from the suspense. The two ladies approached. Rachel finally introduced him to the one of her friends.

"Dad, this is Erin. She's a friend of mine from yoga class... thought it'd be nice if she got to know you and celebrate your birthday!" All of a sudden it dawned on Scott that these two new girls were aware of his true relationship with Rachel. Erin positioned herself next to his body, struck a party pose and to took a selfie.

"A pleasure to meet you, Scott. Happy Birthday. How are you feeling tonight?" Erin introduced herself. Scott nodded and raised his eyebrows in a nonchalant way. Erin glanced at his body. She ran her fingers up and down, squeezing his pectoral muscles. Scott's erection was twitching between them as they both looked down.

"I hope you're having fun. I guess you're not used to meeting women without your pants on!" Erin's joke made Rachel burst out loud laughing, as she hugged her arm around her hip, replying "don't worry, dad is a good sport." Erin leaned in close to Scott's face, planting a kiss on his ball gag, still in his mouth. He briefly felt her soft lips. As frustrating as it was, he was still able to enjoy this small taste. Rachel and Erin then backed away, returning to their dancing, gossiping and drinking.

"Girls! Time for the first present!" Rachel raised her voice as the others drew their attention to her. Scott watched as the four girls huddled together. Their hushed voices were drowned out by the music. He could see them smiling and wondered what they plotting right in front of him. The four girls nodded their heads, and in the next second, they lined up in front of Scott, with their backs turned to him... and lifted up their skirts.

A view of four full moons. They flashed their asses, revealing their soft and bubbly cheeks and their lace panties. They leaned forward and cheered themselves loudly and proudly. Scott's body was on fire. Their asses looked fine. It was a treat to have the four of them wobble, bounce and wiggle in front of him, but he was overwhelmed and he writhed in his restraints. As they flaunted more, he looked at the pubic mounds below the asses, covered by their panties and could imagine their smooth pussy lips beneath.

Rachel then took centre stage, rapidly and aggressively twerking her ass, jiggling and flapping hard and fast for Scott. Erin and Olivia cheered, dancing to the music and with their eyes on Rachel's performance.

Next, Erin and Olivia stepped up. They pressed up behind each other and proceeded to rub and grind their asses together. Scott's eyes could almost pop out of his skull as the two indulged in their sexual thrill. He watched them gyrate and wiggle together. So soft and smooth. The two girls faces were elated as they moaned in their naughty embrace. Scott was now filled with thoughts of groping and spanking them. He was looking at a delicious girl sandwich that was missing his own meat in between them.

"So, this 'surprise party' consists of Rachel, Olivia, this Erin... but who's that fourth girl?" Scott pondered to himself as he continued watching them. Olivia skipped her way over to him, amidst the dancing and music. With a great big smile, she cried out "Happy Birthday Scott! How's my daddy doing?"

Again, Scott could not reply, other than shrug his head and shoulders. Olivia giggled at his predicament, and in a show of mercy, took off the ball gag. Catching his breath, flexing and clenching his jaw, Scott replied that he was "fine" in his usual deep and calm voice. Her smiles and dance moves, along with her flattering dress were a pleasant sight for Scott. He complimented her with a devilish smile as he said "You're looking fine tonight." It was nice to see her so confident, happy and expressive.

"Rachel said you wanted a stripper as a birthday present?...Yeah, like that was ever gonna happen!" Olivia remarked with a fit of laughter. Scott was amused and certainly surprised that the girls would cook up such an elaborate and bold plan to entertain and humiliate him on his birthday.

"You know, I'm starting to wonder if this little birthday prank was Rachel's idea or yours, Olivia." Scott flung out his accusation with a calm and brave face, having adjusted to his situation.

"It was my idea. Rachel and me just thought that us girls should be in charge for a change!... Why? Is daddy angry with me?" Olivia teased Scott.

"Olivia, let's just say that when I get out of this, no force on earth is gonna stop me from fucking you so hard, I'll make you forget your own name. So, yes, I am angry." Scott said calmly.

"Oooooooh!" Olivia welcomed the "threat" smacking kisses at him, further taunting him. "We're gonna treat you right, daddy. Make this a long night, special and extra fun for everyone." She said reassuringly.

"Olivia, just tell me one thing: who else knows about our secret? What goes on with us, should still be private, so I'd rather not have more surprises like this." Scott addressed with a serious tone.

"Well, Erin is cool. She and Rachel do yoga together and I've met her for a few drinks. She's twenty-two, kinda wild and open minded too. So we knew that she'd be down to party with us. We showed her some pics of you. She likes your muscles and she said your cock looks like a third leg."

Scott couldn't believe how Olivia could casually talk about her and Rachel sharing their intimate details. Things felt like they were getting out of hand. But it was part of Rachel's nature as an unapologetic and daring exhibitionist.

"Ok, but who's the other girl?" Scott asked with a hushed voice. The mysterious fourth girl remained at the back of the room, nursing herself with a drink as she watched Scott.

"What? I thought you knew her. The name Chloe ring any bells?" Olivia responded with a confused look at his question.

"Wait... Hold on! THAT'S CHLOE?!" Scott's raised voice filled the room. As Erin and Rachel looked over at him, Scott finally recognised the final girl. The face now had a name, Chloe. She smiled and waved her fingers at him from the distance.

Chloe was Rachel's classmate and childhood friend for a long time, going back since before even Rachel's mother passed away. This was a blast from the past, considering that Scott had not seen Chloe in close to three years. Of all the ways to have a reunion, why did it have to be under such extreme and unexpected circumstances? It was all too much for Scott... other women knowing their secret, bringing new people into their intimate lives, being tied up, humiliated and bursting with sexual tension. He could not think clearly.

As Olivia wandered back to the table, both Rachel and Chloe approached, with the latter speaking into his ear. "Hi Scott, happy birthday" said Chloe with a gentle voice and sweet smile.

"Hi Chloe. I'm gonna be honest... I didn't expect to bump into you like this and I'm not really prepared for small talk." Scott awkwardly stated.

"It's ok. Rachel has told me a lot about how things are going between you two. And we can catch up more another time." Chloe replied. Scott felt reminded of one of reasons why he always approved Rachel's friendship with her, that Chloe was always a sweet and considerate girl.

"That's very kind of you." Said Scott, trying to play things cool. She looked his body up and down, blushing and biting her lower lip as she continued smiling. Her curious stares, like a girl who had never seen a naked man before. She inspected and started to become very familiar with his body.

She touched his abdominal muscles and gasped at how hard and firm they felt. Her fingers were cold but soft, gently pressing and moving about. She was testing the waters, gradually moving down, with his cock throbbing the closer her hands were getting.

"He's so big." Chloe whispered to Rachel. "He won't bite" Rachel replied, as she touched Chloe's hand. Rachel's finger pressed against Chloe's knuckle, pushing and directing her hand towards Scott's manhood. She kissed Chloe's neck, giving her warm and wet tingles from her neck to her head. Chloe moaned in response, her fingers began to curl and her fingertips were stroking Scott's cock.

Rachel kissed more and more as Chloe brushed the side of her head and hair against Rachel's face. Scott continued feeling the light touch of her fingers fondling and touching just the skin of his manhood. Rachel then began groping Chloe's breast. Scott watched as Rachel moved it circles, rubbing and squeezing. Chloe moaned harder, her upper body writhed from Rachel's touch, her hand began to squeeze as well, wrapping Scott's manhood in her fingers and palm. His foreskin began to roll down from her light grip and his sensitive glans slowly peaked out.

"Harder, harder..." Scott grunted. He didn't want to beg, he didn't want to show weakness. He looked at Rachel's fondling hand and could see Chloe's erect nipple poking against her dress. But Chloe's hand barely moved, merely holding him gently and delicately. Scott was like a man dying from the cold, with only a candle to warm him up when needed a raging fire. Her hand then moved down to the base of his cock, sliding even further down on his ball sack, reaching and holding his dangling testicles.

Rachel then backed off into the centre of the living room, crying out "Girls! It's time for the next surprise!" Olivia, Erin and Chloe lined up beside Rachel. Lining up in front of Scott, they all bent forward, reaching their hands up their skirts, pulling down and stripping off their panties. He watched as they lightly fell down their legs, loose around their ankles before pulling off and over their high heel shoes. They flaunted their naughty underwear in their hands, dancing where they stood. The sexual energy in the air, the fun and the temptation was all for the taking, if only he could get free to feast on their pussies. To tease him further, each of the girls walked up to Scott and left their discarded panties to drape on his erection.

"Be a good birthday boy and look after those for us, thanks!" Said Erin. Scott looked down on himself and saw their panties hanging, feeling the light and silky waistbands and gussets nestle on his skin.

Rachel, soon after left the room. Scott's heart continued to beat hard and fast in his chest. In frustration, he began to struggle against his restraints, flexing his arms, hoping to find a way to loosen himself free or undo any weak point in any of the knots. It was hopeless. As his wrists struggled inside his handcuffs, the rattling caused them to clank against the pole he was still tied to. Erin, Chloe and Olivia all looked at Scott in surprise and began talking amongst themselves and laughing at his expense.

Olivia approached him, slowly, her hand grabbed tightly and gripped the base of his cock. Pain and pleasure overtook Scott as the pressure caused his manhood to further throb and flex inside of Olivia's tight and domineering hand.

"C'mon now daddy! If you ask nicely, we might let you out!" Olivia mocked.

"Like I said, Livy, you can play the bad girl all you want and have your fun for now, but that doesn't mean I will let you get away with it when I get out." Scott confidently spoke to her, still insisting on not showing a shred of submission.