Sander on a summer vacation

An evening with Daddy

Sander on a Summer Vacation, Ch. 9

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From the previous chapter:

Sandra met Daddy and spent the day with Mia and her friends.

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Chapter 9

Sandra gets to spend a special evening with her daddy and his friends, but things don't go exactly as planned.


After parking in front of Daddy's house, Mia led me inside. Her words made the message clear:

"Go take a shower now, and I'll see you when you're done."

Expectations for the rest of the evening were unknown; this whole day was so strange and uncertain, but also exciting.

After the shower, my body had become clean, and Mia's voice asked me to come to her. I went with a towel and met her in a room nearby.

"This evening will be your hardest struggle; if I blindfold you, your body will relax more. I will dress you up based on Sam's request," she said.

I swallowed hard. I was already exhausted, but the excitement of everything kept the adrenaline rushing. The black blindfold appeared in front of my eyes, and my towel was taken from me. I could feel my heart start to pump more and my senses start to work harder. I stood completely naked in front of Mia, a little shaky and unsure. Her hand led me to a chair, where she made me sit. She pulled something up my legs, which felt like stockings. She pulled me up from the chair a little and continued to pull the stockings up, and the edge of them were pulled over my ass.

I could feel how tight the stockings were and how they squeezed around my thighs. They followed up and all the way to the hips, but had an opening in the crotch at the front and all the way back. I felt a silky, smooth pair of panties slip into place; they covered my balls and cage perfectly.

Mia stood behind me and put on a tight bra with real silicone padding. A long-sleeved, thin sweater came down over my head and settled into place. Again, she lifted my feet and pulled something up between my legs; it felt cold. Mia slid it up my hips before securing it with two thick straps across my shoulders; it was a dress!

She tightened the stiff lacing in the back, so everything was in place. I had trouble breathing because it was so tight around my stomach and hips. Even though my senses were dulled, I felt it had to be a latex dress with a corset shape. I was a little shocked that the tight hem of the dress wasn't particularly long; it only covered the edge of my buttocks. She pulled some long platform boots above my knees. And I started to ruffle my hair in place.

"Now, close your eyes," she commanded.

I didn't dare disobey her; she took my blindfold off. She worked around my face for a long time, which could only be described as makeup. Then she opened her mouth.

"I almost forgot one important thing, Sandra. Get up and bend over."

I bent my body forward, and, immediately, I felt her pull my panties aside. Her finger played around my hole before she smeared on something cold, and her finger penetrated me. I couldn't help but moan at the feeling she gave me. At the same time, I heard her laugh at my pitiful moaning. She removed her finger, and without prompting, my ass followed her; it wanted more.

Again, I only heard her laugh at my pathetic display. The outfit suited my demeanor, and I acted like a slut. She kept my ass in place and penetrated it once more, but this time, it was for something bigger. My body became restless, but her penetration continued to elicit excitement. The muscles around my hole relaxed and let it slide in. Moans came in long tones as it penetrated all the way in and settled into place. There was now a suitable butt plug in place in my little hole, which made me moan. She pulled the panties into place and raised me up.

"Now, open your eyes."

I opened my eyes. This had happened to me several times at this point, but now, I looked completely different. A feeling of shock came from looking at a reflection of myself. The appearance of a naughty and attractive girl clothed in a tight, short, pink latex corset dress with knee-high black latex boots. I wore black stockings that were open in the crotch and the bum. I wore a black silk panty and a tight, transparent black top that showed my black bra.

I wore dark black eyeshadow with a little touch of gray. A bright pink lipstick was the final touch. But I had a shocked feeling about how I was dressed. She had finished it with a pink leather collar around my neck, with the words "Daddy's slut" engraved on a metal tag. Mia smiled with pride at her work. The more I studied myself, the more I noticed that this was no cheap dress or boots; they were expensive, quality products. The outfit and my whole appearance were signs of a slutty girl, and an expensive one. Daddy had spent money on this outfit. I heard a familiar voice behind me.

"How good of a job you have done, Mia. I knew you would achieve what I wanted. The way you have Sandra is fantastic."

I felt myself blush at his words as I saw Mia smile.

She thanked him and went around me to make sure everything was perfect before leaning against my ear.

"You're going to enjoy a fantastic evening at the mansion now. At the very least, little slut, attempt to keep your underwear dry."

Daddy stood dressed in a very dark suit. He smiled at the sight of me.

"You are so beautiful, Sandra. You will love this tonight."

I was worried about how I looked: the short, tight dress with long, dark stockings and boots, the makeup, and, not least, the bright pink lipstick! I was troubled as I watched Daddy walk around me as his hand smoothed the dress over my ass. I saw him in the mirror behind me as he stroked my bum. "Sir, Daddy. I can't go out like this; I look like a slut! Please!"

He was still standing behind me, his hand stroking my bottom, before he slapped it. His other hand moved around my neck, feeling my collar with engravings. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes a little, reveling in the moment, when again, I felt a slap. I couldn't hold back the sound, and light moans came from me. He stroked under the dress and up my bottom, his hand smacking a little before he slapped me again. I moaned again.

"So you say these dresses don't suit you? You mean you're not a slutty girl? Then why are you moaning when I spank your little tight ass? You see, I can see a horny slut standing in front of me. You have an amazing body that most girls would be jealous of. I chose this dress because I want to emphasize your figure as much as possible. I chose the color especially to highlight you even more, so that people will see you even better tonight. Don't be embarrassed; no, you should be proud of that sexy body with your amazing butt. I know you're excited by this little slut."

It was not better that everything he said made me feel more excited and safe. He made sure the dress was in place before taking my hand to leave. I didn't know how long we drove, then I noticed we turned off the road and drove up to a private gate. He entered a code, and the gate opened. My eyes studied an old mansion, a large lot beyond the darkness. Around us, there was forest and a view of the sea. He parked and opened the door for me. His hand took mine and helped me out. We walked towards the large mansion door, where a man stood neatly and calmly.

"Now, Sandra, we're going to a private event. Here, it is important that you listen to my command. I promise to take care of you through the night. Remember what I said? I can show you a world you can only fantasize about, but you have to dare to enter it. But first, you have to wear this mask. Are you ready?"

The nerves made me uneasy, but my curiosity got the better of me. A mask? That was something new. It was pink and matched the dress, but it only covered my eyes. Daddy pulled on a similar mask, but in black.

My thoughts worked, and I hesitated, but the answer came: "Yes, Daddy, I'll come with you."

"Good girl."

He took my hand and led me towards the grand entrance. The man greeted Daddy with a nod and opened the door. I was not ready for the sight that met me: a large hallway with a long, elegant carpet on the floor and beautiful old paintings on the wall.

We were met by a girl who served champagne on a platter, clad only in black panties and a bra. She had a black mask, and her hair was tied in a ponytail. I could see she had nice, dark makeup and plump lips with bright-red lipstick. Her body was gorgeous, with sexy curves and a wonderful arch over her bum. The sight was so exciting to watch that I started to get hard in my cage. The girl was about Hanna's age. She was direct and did not have in her eyes.

Daddy led me further into a large hall. It was old and elegant, with large windows, classic curtains, and beautiful light crowns. There were several large round tables with chairs, and against the walls were beautiful old sofas. They all had a classic, old style. In observing the large room, I noticed there was classical music playing and a full bar.

There were several people and couples laughing and having a good time. Several men in black masks sat around a table playing cards, while some ladies with similar masks chatted together on the sofa. Looking a little closer, I saw a girl kneeling next to a man playing cards. My eyes widened when I saw her sitting under the table with her head between his legs. She sat on her knees and sucked his cock! A lady about Daddy's age came towards us.

"Sam! So nice of you to come!"

He gave the lady a hug as she studied me. She wore black stockings with beautiful boots, a tight, black leather skirt that made a nice curve around her bottom, and a tight, red leather corset that pushed her breasts up with a great curve. Her long, curly blonde hair flowed behind her back. Her bright blue eyes looked intense behind her black mask. She stared straight at me in a way that was almost uncomfortable, while still smiling.

"So, Sam, who do you have with you? I must say she is very sexily dressed. Am I too direct if I say slutty? Is she a new toy? Interesting style of clothing she has chosen—or is it you? She looks like a submissive slut in that outfit, but we both know you like it a bit that way. Don't you, Sam?"

Daddy looked at me with a proud smile.

"Hi Barb. It's nice to see you again. I must say you look good, too. It's been a bit quiet in town while you've been away. There's a good turnout today; you've done good. This is Sandra. She's a bit new to this world you and I play in, Barb."

The lady smiled as she studied me. I could tell she was understanding and had an idea coming into her head—this couldn't be good.

"Understood, Sam. I must say she is very interesting. Be careful, so I don't take her away from you; she could fit in well with some of my other toys."

Daddy smiled but took Barb to the side for a short, private conversation. Barb started to smile as she studied me, then disappeared. He came back and smiled while looking at me as he stroked my bum. He used his hand to nudge my bottom, so we started walking towards the table where they were playing cards.

"Sam! It is so nice to see you again. Sit with us; I must challenge you since you took me for several thousand last time. Who is this pretty thing you have with you?"

Sam smiled slyly out of pride that everyone enjoyed the sight of me.

"Do you have money to play against me, Will? Don't forget, you lose every time! But I'll take the challenge. And, by the way, this is Sandra. I'm looking after her for a friend. Sandra, can you go get me a glass of whiskey? Thanks."

Daddy settled down and started playing. I could see the men laughing; as they enjoyed their cigars, smoke filled the large round table. The sound of men chatting and laughing began to fade as I approached the bar. Several studied me and smiled at me—some men alone, others in couples. The atmosphere in the room was warm, and the music playing was calm and pleasant. I saw some girls walking around in panties and bras; they were waiters.

The sight of everyone in the room wearing different masks made it feel more special. This was something very special that I would never have experienced without Daddy. This waiter girl got me so turned on that the feeling of horniness exploded in me. With all the horniness that was building up, my ass began to squeeze the plug deeper inside. I stood at a wooden counter and wanted to order some drinks. The bartender saw me and came over.

"What do you want, miss?"

I tried to smile to keep my nervousness at bay. "I would like a glass of whiskey and a glass of red wine."

The man behind the bar started right away, while I continued to study the area. I stood, bent over the bar counter, waiting for the drinks, when two younger men came on either side of me. One hand stroked my bottom while the other felt up my stomach to my breasts.

"Who is this young slut? Willing for some fun? You're already bent over and showing off your nice bow!"

I turned my head and tried to stand up. But one held me down with his arm over my shoulder, while the other man stroked my bum. "Stop, please; I'm not interested!"

They laughed more as they continued. The young man, who continued to stroke my bottom, laughed before his voice came again.

"We can see you are a slut. You're standing bent over, ready, and, with the way you're dressed, it's clear you're willing! It's surprising that nobody has bound you to this spot on the bar, so they can just fuck you from where you stand."

At the same moment, I heard Barb's voice.

"Guys, leave this slut alone. She came with Sam. You know what will happen if you displease him. Now behave; I promise to come up with something for you later."

The boys disappeared as soon as they had come. Barb sat next to me at the bar for a glass of chardonnay. She enjoyed the wine, looking at me with a little smile.

"Are you all right, Sandra? It's not easy for young men to keep calm when a girl as slutty as you is standing and raising her bottom for them. I can say that a lot of people studied it while you leaned over the bar counter. I'm sure there are many men who would pull down the zipper and fuck you. The way you present yourself, one would think it was exactly what you wanted. I've had a number of girls tied to this bar counter, and every one of them was fucked in turn. Yes, it was voluntary—they were sluts. Don't play innocent with me; I see everything. So, what am I going to do about you? Still let you show off your little bum with your tight short dress? Or do you need some hard discipline? You don't know that you're a real teaser, but you should learn that here. If you act like a slut, you will be treated like a slut."

What did she say? Was she being serious? Her tone was determined, but no, this had to be a joke. "Sorry, Miss. I won't do it again. I have to deliver this drink to Mr. Sam."

I was about to leave when she grabbed my arm.

"Listen now, you cheap slut. Even though you may be Sam's, no slut should ever assume she can act any way she pleases in my place. You will go take Sam that drink, and you'll return immediately after. Let Sam know you enjoyed our conversation and would like to speak with me again. If not, you'll regret it."

I got nervous and scared; this was not a pleasant start to the evening. I wanted to go home. As I was about to leave, she gave me a hard slap on the bottom. The slap made my ass jiggle at the same time as the plug pushed its way in. I couldn't help but close my eyes and moan as I walked. I heard her giggle in the background. What could I have done? I couldn't tell Daddy that I had teased some young men; what would he think of me? What would Mistress Heidi say or do to me? I handed over the glass and tried to play as normal as possible.

"I want to go and talk to Barb again, Daddy."

He looked at me a little puzzled before answering.

"That's fine, but tell me if something is wrong, and I'll take care of it. Everyone knows me here, and no one should be mean to something I like. But if you deserve it, I'll be the one to do something about it. So is there something you want to tell me?"

I thought about it; I could see Daddy had a lot of influence here, but for some strange reason, I wanted to try to solve this myself. "No, Daddy, everything is fine. See you later."

I began to walk back to where Barb was waiting. I saw her smiling as she read my face.

"Good girl. I guess we both know that you're not an innocent little girl, are you? Then you'd run to your daddy right away to tell him what happened. No, you don't quite admit to yourself that you're a curious little sissy. Ooo, yes, I know what you are; I saw it right away. Now come with me, and we'll go somewhere to chat a bit."

Barb took my hand and walked to a more enclosed part of the big room. My eyes darted from side to side as I studied everything that was happening around us. Some danced or kissed, but one man had quite a few couples standing around him. Barb took my hand and placed us on an elegant old sofa, covered in red fabric, with a round table. Several people sat on sofas and chairs further away, chatting and having a good time.

Barb looked at me and smiled as she pointed to the people standing with the man who was chatting and laughing. I didn't understand what the commotion was all about until one person moved. There were two girls of a similar age who were waiters. They sat dressed in the same short, light red minidress. They were kneeling in front of a man who held one of the girl's chains.

The girls kissed while they each held their serving dishes! When I saw what happened, my jaw dropped. I saw a lady kiss the man with the chain, and her hand felt his cock. It was beginning to stiffen. The woman bent down to one of the girls and opened the man's bib, and his half-stiff cock came out. The girl on her knees in front of him continued to hold her serving dish while she started to move her head back and forth. She sucked him in front of all these people! The other girl, on her knees, rose to stand with the assembly. The woman, who unzipped his pants, put her arms around the man, kissed him, and we could hear him moaning. I looked over at Barb, still dazed.

"The girl is not one of the people who works for me; the couple are friends of mine who asked for a girl to play with. You see, this part of the room is to be a little more, well, open. You see, she likes the attention. She loves the humiliation of sucking someone in front of many people. She has, many times, lain on a table, tied up, and been fucked by several men. She loves to be a cheap slut, it's her fetish. Maybe like yours?"

She smirked and continued, "You see, one thing is important here—what happens here stays here. If anyone finds out about this outside of these four walls, you will be sued for everything you own. A responsible person who comes here must write a contract with me. If you are in here and don't follow my written rules, you will be kicked out. So you see, it's okay here; no shame in not being your true self, right, Sandra?"

I was able to calm my body, and my heart rate dropped as I was able to gather my thoughts a little. She sat closer to me and began stroking my thigh until she hit the front of my dress. I didn't know what I was going to do, and for some reason I leaned back and spread my legs more for her. Clear, mocking laughter ensued.

"You can't deny that you're horny; we both know you're a cheap slut, even if you're not sure yet. You'd never come in here and sit in such a slutty dress if you didn't realize it yourself. We both know that deep down, you like this; you like the attention you get, a little like the girl on the floor. You can't deny that you are actually excited by those men who stroked your bum, or am I wrong?"

I closed my eyes as she continued to feel my balls. My thoughts were racing; she was right in what she said, and I couldn't hold back. "Yes; I like the attention, Miss."

"I knew it. Have you been a sissy for long?"

I watched the look she gave me. "No, I started to experience this side of me this summer when I stayed with my aunt and cousin at their summer house. I became so ashamed and humiliated by this. It was my cousin Hanna who did this to me, and my aunt Heidi didn't believe me when I said Hanna forced me."

Barb looked at me, a little puzzled. "Tell me, are they the ones who own a summer house by the lake?"

Did she know them? She could get me out of everything I have had to go through so far this summer. "Yes it's."

"So Heidi and Hanna are your aunt and cousin? Then I understand how you became a sissy bitch so fast."

My eyes widened. "Do you know them?"

"Of course, I know them. I grew up with them. Hanna is my goddaughter, so if you've got her on a poor note, you can thank yourself. If you are Heidi's stepsister's son, I have heard of you. I doubt you're that innocent."

I glanced at her with almost teary eyes. "No, I promise; she subjected me to humiliating incidents and dressed me up as a girl."

"Yes, here comes a sissy who claims to be innocent, but we both know you've always been a cheap little sissy. I've spoken with your mother several times; she has been very upset with your recent actions. If she sent you up here with Hanna and Heidi, it's evident you intended to earn all you've gained so far. And, by the way, your mother is the kinkiest, darkest woman I've ever met. You should only know what she did when she was younger, with boys like you. Believe me, if you think Heidi has been a dominatrix, you should be thankful you haven't seen your mother's side."

I couldn't find words—not my own mother! This cannot be real.

The more I thought about it, the more I realized that my mother had a more dominating side when I wasn't the perfect son.

"Look on the bright side; I'm sure you've never been as horny before, sissy."

It was true; I had never felt such arousal before, and I battled to deny it. And my mother! I tried to gather myself up to gaze closer at her. "I'm not a slut or a cheap little sissy."

"Answer this question. Have you ever been in your mother's or Hanna's underwear drawer? Did the feeling of the panties turn you on?"

I blushed and didn't answer.

She smiled and looked at me with determination. Her hand pressed even harder on my crotch, and the pre-cum came out in little droplets. I moaned, and seeing the girl sitting and sucking the man got me even more horny! It didn't help that all the attention she received made me jealous. My body began to shake with increased horniness.

"Yes, you are. You are a cheap slut, but you don't realize it yet."

She took my hand and brought it inside her skirt and underwear. It was so good when I noticed how slick and wet her panties were. Her smooth, wet lips showed how horny she was. She leaned back and used my fingers to play with herself. I felt that pressure build more and more inside me, increasing my horniness. She finally pulled them out and brought them up to my mouth.

"Lick your fingers clean; show me what a good slut you are."

I was so horny; there was an orgasm that desired to explode out of me. It was such an intense feeling that my lips parted and my tongue began to lick my fingers before I chose to suck them. The taste of her wet juices from her lips only made me harder. Her head bowed as she smiled, and her eyes seemed to glow.

"You're a slutty little thing. Do you like to be played with, or do you prefer to be used? I love to use little sissies like you. I'm sure you would like to make many men happy and would have done it for your own pleasure as well."

I looked away. "Oh, don't deny it. Tell me, did you also see the girl sitting under the table and sucking the man playing cards? I'd like to think you're as willing as her—at least in your fantasy. You know, she was a shy girl once too, but I made her see new possibilities."

My eyes widened. "Does that girl work for you? Is she a"

"Oh, you mean whore? Well, she likes to cuddle with men after I showed her the way. You see, when you find what turns you on the most and become obsessed with it, it's hard not to be horny all the time. Look at yourself; don't deny that you're horny every time you're wearing panties. She is not a whore, but what she does is by her own choice."

Every word and every thought only created more confusion. Again, I felt her start to feel me between my legs and play with my balls.

"Now come with me; let's go somewhere a little more private."

The sight of the girl sitting and satisfying the man chatting with his friends didn't make my panties any drier. She held my hand and led me down a corridor and to a door. She smiled and opened it, taking me in, and the door closed behind me.

"Get on your knees!" She commanded.

I sat down on my knees; it was unusual with the long boots on, but I was about to get down on the floor in the dark. The light came on, and my eyes widened. It was a dark room with black walls and red carpet, classic furniture, and its own private bar counter. Chains and other types of BDSM toys were neatly hung on the walls. My nerves worked harder when I saw everything that was around me in the big room. Chains, whips, dildos, gags, benches with cuffs, and much more. I looked back at Barb, who was studying my gaze.

"There is a lot to play with here; now crawl over to the bar and go get me a drink."

I crawled towards the bar; the more I moved, the more my dress slipped up. The bottom only became more visible, and at the same time, the thick plug moved as I crawled. I moaned at the same time as I crawled, and pre-cum began to flow. I stopped at the bar. I got up to get a glass of wine from a bottle that was standing there. I crawled back and tried not to get too excited by the plug in my hole. I stopped in front of her legs and lifted her glass.

"You are a good girl. Do you like the feeling you get from your hole? Do you like to be fucked? Or are you still a virgin? You're leaking pre-cum as like a flood in your underwear, you horny little slut."

She spoke the truth; I was so horny, and my body was shaking.

"Now tell me, little bitch, has anyone fucked your little hole yet?"

I was embarrassed by her direct words. "No, Miss, I've only been taken with a strap-on. Never been fucked." I blushed as I felt the sensation of horniness bubble up inside.

She studied me with a teasing look. "So if you haven't had a big cock in your little hole, I'll let Sam will have the honor of taking that later, but your mouth can still do some work. You stood there at the bar and showed that bum to everyone. You caused some commotion with the young men who wanted you but couldn't get you."

She sat cross-legged, enjoying her glass of wine. She smiled as she studied my expressions. Her smile widened, and she stood up. I was still on my knees in submission as she walked towards an old wooden cupboard. She turned her head to look at me with a smile before opening it. A tingling, unusual feeling spread through me at the sight of all the toys. She came back with a dildo and something that had a long handle with an oval ball on top. She sat down and attached the dildo to the table in front of her. She leaned back and crossed her legs before taking another sip of her wine. Her eyes narrowed before a her smile widened.

"Entertain me; suck that dildo."

I felt nervous about what I was going to have to do: get on all fours, bend over the table, and suck a dildo for her. The tingling thought that I had already sucked someone earlier today only made me more horny.

I bent over and looked up at her. I opened my lips to slide down the dildo. I held around the better part of the dildo and slid my lips up and down. I sucked quickly before coming up to let my tongue play around the cock's head on the dildo. I heard derisive laughter.

"Look here; yes, you are a little slut. Go ahead and show me how good you are; keep going."

My lips continued to work, and the whole scenario only made me work harder with my eyes closed. I felt her caress my bottom before she slapped it. My head lifted, and I was about to protest when she held it down.

"Keep going, little slut." She commanded.

Out of sheer terror, I continued, as she again smacked me before stroking my bottom. She put her finger between my cheeks and started pressing on the plug inside. I moaned around the plug. I couldn't keep them from leaving me. She laughed as she stood behind me. The round head of the rod pressed against the plug and began to vibrate. My lips kept working as she continued to press the plug. I was shaking with horniness, and my mouth gaped, but her hand pushed my head down. Pre-cum flowed as I continued to suck. I wished Daddy was here; I wanted a cock!

She pulled my head up, and her breath came right up to my ear. "Do you want to suck a real cock, slut?"

"Yes, I want it so much," I moaned.

"Good, wait there and keep sucking."

She left to send a message on her phone.

"Now I invited the young men who were so keen on you so your sissy lips could get some work done!"

My eyes widened, and nervousness spread through me. Both of the two boys came in; they saw me sitting on my knees while Barb sat on the sofa with her legs crossed. She smiled, satisfied with her dominant role. She looked at the boys who were looking down at me.

"Now, guys, this slut is so eager to please. She wanted to show her butt at the bar to get some attention. She is so eager to suck your cocks. You can't fuck her, but you can play with her."

The boys laughed. The one who felt my bottom pulled me to my feet studied me more, given that parts of the dress had slipped over my bum. He stroked my bum before slapping my ass again and again. Because every time he hit me, the plug slid deeper and hit my prostate, and I moaned at the anal sensation.

The boys laughed before he said, "You have a cheap slut here, Barb. You can tell how willing she is; she gets horny with an itch. I'm sure those lips of hers are already wet from sucking that dildo."

The worst part was that he was telling the truth. I was so horny after everything that had happened. Feeling that plug press while he slapped my ass only made me more aroused. They took me to a bench and leaned over on my stomach. I stood with my boots on the floor and my stomach on the bench. He continued to spank me before taking his finger and pushing back and forth on the plug. I spread my legs more and lay with my elbow on the bench, my head up. His friend was standing next to my head, unbuttoning his pants. Without the slightest protest, my hand wrapped around his cock and began to jerk him. He moaned loudly at the same time that he stroked my head. The man behind me continued to squeeze and release my plug; a shudder sparkled throughout my body. My lips met his cock.

I was about to open my lips when he stopped me and smiled. "Ask me if you can suck me, bitch."

I was so embarrassed; it felt like I was burning up. "Can I suck your cock?"

"Tell me that you are a cheap whore and that you love to suck cock."

The feeling of humiliation spread, and I swallowed hard. "I'm a cheap whore who loves to suck cock. Thanks for letting me suck your cock."

My lips parted, my eyes closed, and the stiff cock slid into my wet mouth. I moved back and forth, again and again. The young man moaned more and more, enjoying every second of it. My lips worked, and I felt he wanted more. I worked all I could, and he moaned. He held my head, and I could feel his cock pulsating.

A few seconds passed before he reached a full orgasm. Cum squirted down into my throat, and I tried to swallow as much as I could. He was completely exhausted from the orgasm when his cock slid out. In no time, the man who had been standing behind me came forward. He unbuttoned his pants, and his cock was already hard. He held my head and brought my lips to his stiff cock. Again, I sucked. My head moved, and the cock slid in and out of my mouth. Moans came from the man. I worked until he took a firm grip on my head and his cock began to pulse.
Again, the spurt of cum slid down my throat. He pulled his pants back on. I was still lying on the bench, wet, and disappointed that they were done so fast. I needed more!

The men laughed at the sight of me. "Yes, Barb, she is a willing sissy. Too bad she doesn't get more; she wants it—we all can see that."

The men were on their way out when they came to a halt, and their looks darkened. A feeling of panic enveloped the room. Barb appeared scared, and time seemed to stop still. I looked around, and as the young men bent their heads, I noticed Daddy whispering something in their ears before they vanished and the door closed behind them.

As Daddy walked down to me, I was struck with anxiety, as was Barb. Daddy glanced at me again, smiled, and said nothing. He approached me and caressed my back before going back to face Barb. He approached her, bending his head to meet her startled expression. His head was right next to her ear. I could see him whispering something. Her gaze intensified, her eyes widened, and she grew terrified. Right after, she got up and exited the room.

Daddy turned to the bar to get himself a glass of whiskey. He stood there with his back to me, then slowly turned to face me. He came and started rubbing my back. I opened my lips, unsure of what to say. "Sorry, Daddy, it's not what it looks like."

His finger moved in front of my mouth, and I could hear huffing.

"It's obvious what happened since I saw everything. I am aware of everything that happens here; have you not learned that yet? Do you despise it when people play with something you thought was yours? I am feeling that way right now. Barb is facing a penalty for this, but you are not exactly innocent, either."

He helped me up, made sure the dress was in place, and then gave me a hot kiss and murmured in my ear.

"Sandra, you will be punished for your desire. Learn the definitions of trust and respect. Now, take my hand, and we'll go home."

I felt fear run through my body, but why did the words he said arouse even more excitement? I was still eager to have a cock in my ass! What had happened to me? I used to be a regular boy who had to go on vacation with my aunt! And here I was, lying on a bench in some slutty clothing, wishing to be fucked! I gathered my thoughts as we left the room.

We met Barb, who was standing at the table where Daddy had been playing.

He gave Barb a hard look.

"It turns out I have a sissy girl who has been so horny that she would not obey her Daddy. Sandra, since you are so horny, let me show them your beautiful ass."

Daddy pushed my head into the table and held my hands behind my back. The others at the table stared at me with anticipation.

I felt embarrassed that everyone could see my ass, but I couldn't stand the lust that tore through me. Daddy positioned himself behind me and leaned in close to my ass. I wanted Daddy so much to fuck me in front of everyone. I could feel his cock straining in his pants. The girl who knelt on the floor and sucked the man in front of a big crowd immediately sprang to mind.

"I know you are horny; now ask for it, sissy."

Although I was terrified, lust took over. "Please fuck me, Daddy."

I felt extremely embarrassed, yet I was unable to concentrate because of my lust. Daddy gave me five spankings before he released me. Barb was clearly loving everything that was going on. The men in the room were obviously horny, as they smiled wide. If Daddy had told them they could fuck me, they never would have thought twice.

"Tell these kind folks who you are and how you're feeling right now. And don't lie! There will be repercussions if you do."

Feeling ashamed and lustful, I got up. I had to turn to face everyone who was staring at me. "I'm a horny, sissy slut who's so horny for my Daddy's cock."

"Good girl, Sandra. Now, we're leaving."

Will grinned more before starting to speak.

"I'm sorry you have to go, Sam. I think a lot of people would like to sample her."

Daddy laughed more while he observed me.

"Don't worry, when I'm done with her, she won't be able to stop being a cock-hungry little slut!"

Daddy smiled and waved goodbye to everyone as we walked away.

We got in the car, and I shivered from my anxious horniness. I bit my lip since I was still experiencing vibrations around my plug. Without thinking, I sat down and rocked my bum back and forth in the seat as Daddy drove. I heard Daddy laugh, but I did not think much more about it. We came home, and he sat on the couch, sipping another glass of whiskey. I was nervous; what exactly did Daddy mean by punishment? I kept staring down at his crotch.

His eyes met mine, and he spoke firmly. "Are you horny, Sandra? Come with me."

I must have stopped processing what was going on, because when I focused back in, we were now lying on his bed. He lay on his back and unfastened his trousers. My thoughts were only about his cock. I went down on my knees and approached him like a lioness on the hunt. I took out his semi-hard cock. I sat down and leaned down to lick up his shaft, looking straight up at him. He moaned audibly, clearly delighted. I took one more look at him before my lips parted again, his stiff cock sliding between my wet, smooth lips. My head went up and down, and it was so satisfying to suck.

"Now, let us begin your punishment."

He went to a drawer and grabbed a few items before returning. He brought my arms up to my back and cuffed them together. A tingle filled my body. He raised my head and opened my mouth. He put in a dildo gag and fastened it with a belt around my head. He stepped behind me and bent my ass up, giving me five firm spanks on my bottom. I tried to scream in pain, but it was difficult with the gag in my mouth.

He stopped and stroked my bum.

I felt him shift the panties to one side and start removing the plug from my hole. I bit the dildo, excitement rushing through me, and I gasped. Before he lubricated my hole, he chuckled quietly. It pressed against my hole. He pushed in a dildo. As it pushed in, I moaned with joy. The sensation seized me; I needed him inside me. I heard him laughing. The dildo penetrated deeper and began to vibrate my cage.

I tried to scream out of lust; I wanted to come! He kept bringing the orgasm closer and closer, but when I was ready to cum, he stopped. He caressed and brushed my bottom. He waited before fucking my hole with the dildo and shaking my cage. I couldn't keep track of how many times he did this.

The dildo was pulled out. The sensation of excitement quivered in me. He raised my back and laid on his back.

"Now you'll be allowed to have what you've been wanting so much this evening, little slut. Sit on top of me and allow my delicious cock to slip into you. Sandra, don't be frightened; I know you want to."

The moment that I had been fantasizing about and hoping for all evening had arrived, but I was terrified. I stared at him as it was sliding into me; dread and shame spread, but curiosity and desire got the best of me once more. I sat over him and pulled my bottom down on his cock. Daddy gripped my hips as he helped me get positioned over his thick cock. It pushed into me, and pain and pleasure spread throughout my body as I lifted my head and closed my eyes in delight.

"Open your eyes! Sandra, look into my eyes every time my beautiful cock enters that tight, sissy pussy."

My eyes widened with humiliation. I saw his smile; he was enjoying every moment of it. I felt like I was enjoying it a little too much.

He smiled as I rode him with more intensity and pleasure. Every time his cock went deep into me, an exquisite feeling spread inside me. He smiled before taking me off and placing me in a doggy pose, bottom raised.

I could feel his hands on my hips, and his stiff cock slid into my sissy hole. I moaned in pleasure. I closed my eyes and relished the sensation of the cock entering my hole again and again.

My tongue played around the dildo inside my mouth, head down. His cock pushed harder, focusing all its power on my hole. His cock brushed against the prostate, and I tried to yell with delight.

He kept going, moving faster and faster. I wanted more, so I pushed my ass down on him, even though I got spanked. He lifted my head and leaned against my ear.

"Do you want to come, little slut?"

I try to yell, "Yes!" But I couldn't speak, so I nodded.

"Then you'll have all my wonderful cum in your little hole. You'll have it until I say you can empty yourself, little slut!"

He quickened his tempo, and I burst like champagne, splashing cum out of my cage! I shook and screamed like a slutty porn star!

He pushed and grabbed my shoulders. I felt cum rush into my slut hole.

Oh, pleasure! As he spoke, my eyelids drooped and closed. "Take it easy, Sandra; this is the beginning. Now let's put something in you so that my wonderful cum doesn't flow out and leak all over the bed."