19 years ago I met a woman and fell in love. Andrea and I got engaged but then she broke it off shortly after getting engaged and I left and never looked back.

I moved several states away and started over. I changed careers and didn't even keep up old friendships.

A year ago I joined a sort of Bondage club. We meet once a week, have bondage parties and do all kinds of freaky stuff. About six months ago we got this new member. A sexy blond with a hot body, Alexis just turned 18 and was out to discover her sexuality and she was very interested in bondage. A friend of a friend introduced us and next thing I know I've got her tied up naked and flogging her to one orgasm after another. Her youthful energy just tired this old man out and I quit before she did and untied her and cleaned her up and delivered after care as is appropriate in such circumstances. We talked for a while. She told me about how she had been interested in Bondage since she found bondage videos on her mom's computer when she was 12. She said she had been waiting for six years and was not disappointed in her first bondage induced orgasm and wanted to do this again, soon and frequently and she wanted to try all sorts of new experiences.

So we exchanged names (using what we call scene names) and phone numbers and addresses and soon we were getting together outside the club meetings and became quite an item the whole time we never exchanged real names. I was feeling really serious about her and she seemed to feel the same way so I wanted to show her how I felt and went out and bought her an expensive piece of jewelry. Not a ring mind you, it was still too early for that so I got her a gold chain with a padlock shaped gold charm from Tiffany's and put it around her neck to symbolize her submission to me. I told her that I thought it about time we exchanged our real names. So I told her mine and she told me hers and a month later we moved her into my place. The whole time she has called me Daddy as I am more than twice her age. She likes to pretend she's my little daughter and will often pretend she is about 7 or 8 years old and that I am molesting her. We pretend I have kidnapped her and keep her as my little slave girl and that I am molesting and raping her and then punish her for being naughty.

So a month ago I figured we had been together for about 5 months and have been living together for more than half that time and I saw no reason not to get married. So I popped the question with a Tiffany engagement ring in hand and she said yes through the tears, actually she said "yes Daddy! OMG YES! YES! YES!" over and over. I think she was even more thrilled than I was and believe me I was thrilled. So the following Monday we go down to the town hall to get a marriage license. Now we have talked about everything and anything and all about every part of our lives but somehow we skipped the parts about our family and where we came from. So we were in the town clerks office sitting down filling out the paperwork and we exchanged papers as she wanted me to check her spelling on a couple of words and that was when I got the shock of my life. I suppose I ought to have at least done the math when she told me her age but I didn't think to do that. I just would never have imagined this possibility. There on her form under "MOTHER'S NAME" was "Andrea *******." I stared in disbelief. I looked at the mother's date of birth and place of birth and current residence and it all fit. It was the same Andrea who had broken my heart almost 20 years ago. Alexis's date of birth was almost exactly 8 months after her mother and I broke up. She had put down another man's name as that of her father but in parenthesis she put adopted. I asked her about it and she said her Mom didn't know who her real dad was and then met this man when Alexis was 2 and soon got married and the man adopted Alexis when she was 3. A few years later her adopted father passed away when Alexis was around 10. So we turned in our paperwork and got the marriage license and I didn't tell Alexis that I thought I was her biological father.

That night I sent away for a DNA test kit and covertly got a sample from Alexis and took a sample of my own DNA and mailed it in with my payment and This past Friday I got the results back. Alexis is my biological daughter.

Now Alexis has not told her Mom about me. She told me that her mom would not understand her being engaged to let alone getting married to a man 30 years older than her and she has not spoken to her mom since she kicked her out when she was 16. She had lived with friends until graduation and then just randomly picked a city hundreds of miles away and just moved here.

So I mulled it over since Friday. Incest is not a crime in our state so we don't have to worry about that. I was not sure that I wanted to tell her. She is not likely to ever talk to her Mom again so I don't have to worry about her discovering my secret from her. We could marry and even though the marriage wouldn't be legal nobody would know if nobody was told and even if that happened we would not be prosecuted since the only thing that would happen is the marriage would be annulled as invalid. That was the advice my attorney gave me while I was waiting for the results. So Last night after a long play session culminated by her screams of "rape me harder Daddy" as I fucked my sweet innocent little daughter, I told her. She sat there naked in our bed staring at me intently while I told her the whole story ending with the DNA results I got on Friday. "show me the results" is all she said. So I went to my office and got the paper and showed it to her. She looked at it for a moment and looked at me and simply said " don't dare tell anyone Daddy, I've already picked out my dress." then she just leaned down and licked my cock clean as though I had told her what the weather was going to be tomorrow. We cuddled up and fell asleep. I thought for sure she was going to storm out of my life never to be heard from again. I woke up to find her gone from our bed. I was worried until I heard her whistling as she came up stairs to our bedroom. She was carrying a big tray of breakfast set it down on the bed and hopped onto the bed as naked as when she left it and told me that she had wished we found out a week earlier so she could have given me a really cool father's day gift. She did give me a really cool father's day gift. We went out last Sunday with her dressed as a school girl and we pretended she was my daughter as usual and when we got home she fucked the living shit out of Daddy. I can't imagine a more special father's day gift.

She said that what would have made it special was that while she was fucking her real Daddy she would have KNOWN she was fucking her real Daddy.

So we talked it over and agreed that it would be for the best if we told no one and if she and her mother ever did get together again she would deal with that, probably by simply not telling her about me. Andrea would not understand, but then again the bitch kept our daughter a secret from me all these years.

So we joke that I owe her back child support and I remind her that it would be her Mom that I owe the money to her and she said the bitch can't have it. She joked this morning that she wanted her "allowance" so she could go shopping. I never regret doing that as she always comes back with something sexy to wear.

So yes we are following through with our wedding plans, our DS friends are already used to her addressing me as "Daddy" so that won't change and nobody will question it. Our vanilla friends don't seem to care. My friends are jealous and hers think she's weird for liking older guys and even they have gotten used to her calling me Daddy. What nobody knows is that I really am her Daddy. She even wants kids with me. Imagine me at my age having more kids. Well, I never had any since I never knew about my own daughter until two days ago for certain and I think it would be very cool to have some incest babies with my daughter who told me she wants to have a big pregnant belly when she walks down the aisle.

The inside joke at the wedding will be that I will be walking down the aisle with her. Yes I will be walking my own daughter down the aisle and then marrying her. I will be giving her away to myself. That was her idea when I asked who was going to walk her down the aisle. She and I will be the only ones to know.