I'm in my late 20's and care a topical anaesthetic restaurant/bar. I am 5ft 8 and slenderize with quite feminine features. To most citizenry I'm just Tom, a even guy who has occasional girlfriends, likes a beer and watching the football. To my closest Quaker I'm Lucy, a emasculate loose woman who loves turncock.
Recently I'd found a ‘ daddy'online. He was an honest-to-god more experienced man. We started off chatting and I sent him some naughty pic and video clips of Lucy playing.
As we talked I revealed that I like to be dominated, told what to wear and how to act, made to be naughty and told how to fuck myself. pappa slipped into his role effortlessly and I wonder now if it was n't'is programme all along. Soon I was doing things I wouldn't have dreamt of before. He started to verify many look of my living. He controlled when I could cum, He wanted me to wear my cock cage most of the time. He made me observe milksop hypno videos and get it on my snatch with my dildo's until I came in my batting cage. I threw away my male underclothing and only wore panty and thongs. I started going out plugged and in my cage, he was an expert at keeping me in a constant quantity State of lust. My panty were always muddied where I'd be leaking precum all day.
One day I got a subject matter from dad telling me to go the shopping mall. I was to be plugged and caged. I was to go the food court and find an older man and take him to the restroom and suck his cock until he came down my pharynx ! I couldn't believe what he was asking me ! I was terrified ! The matter that scared me most was I was thinking about doing it. He messaged me again ; this was to be proof of my obedience. If I didn't go through with it we were done and he wanted proof.
Daddy had kept me from cumming for nearly three weeks at this point and I was so horny I was almost crazy and was finding it intemperately to concentrate on anything ; all I could intend of was dick and being fucked. Unbelievably I thought I'd try and go through with it. I'd go the food court ; feeling for an previous man who looked lonely. I'd move up a conversation, try flirting a bit and then lay it out for him. If he wanted me to, I'd go the restroom with him and suckle his cock for nothing.

eating away my hammer cage with my puff up cum filled balls tightly held in the ring and my slut meat pushing against its confines I pushed my stub plug into my snatch and pulled up my panty. I felt so naughty and begrime and loved how the hoopla rubbed inside me when I walked and pushed into me when I sat down. As I drove to the mall I wiggled in my nates and rehearsed what I would say. I don't think I had ever felt so ruttish and awful and out of dominance of my actions.
Arriving at the shopping center I made my way the nutrient lawcourt and as I browsed the versatile eateries I kept my eye out for a suitable man and spotted someone who seemed to be looking at me every fourth dimension I glanced over at him. He was sat alone at a table and was reading a newsprint and drinking a coffee tree.
I got myself a coffee and when I looked over at the guy, this prison term he smiled. My pump was hammering in my chest as I quickly looked away. I regained my calm and nonchalantly walked up to his table.
"May I sit here delight"I asked.
"Sure."The man replied and watched me intently as I sat down.
We exchanged pleasantries and talked about the weather and the news before he asked me about myself. As I relaxed into the conversation I realised that he was a good looking man and that I was enjoying talking to him. I asked him his age and when he told me I decided to try a quickly flirt.
"You never are !"I exclaimed and touched his hand as I giggled."You don't facial expression anywhere near that old."I let my hand linger on his for foresighted than was appropriate and then said"your wife must be very happy ?"
"I'm not married and you're quite the flatterer aren't you ?"He replied and we held each other's gaze before I looked away shyly. I thought I might conk as the recognition of what I was about to do hit me. I wiggled onto my stopper and my clitty pushed hard against the bars of its cage and I could find my panties wet with precum.
I stared down at my coffee tree as I built up the courage and my heart hammered in my chest.
"If you want, we could go to the bath and I could blow your prick for you. I'm really horny and want to suck some dick today."I whispered, leaning in toward him. Terrified that I'd misread any signal and that he may punch me in the face.
I felt myself redden and I could the stock rushing in my pinna as I stared down at my deep brown again.
After what felt like an eternity I felt him touch my helping hand and I looked up. He was smiling at me."okey young man, I haven't had my stopcock sucked for geezerhood, why not ?"he whispered."Let's go shall we ?"
He folded his newsprint and stood looking down at me. I couldn't believe this, was this really me acting this way ? Would I wake from a dream any bit ?
I rose and my legs were so wobbly I wasn't sure if they would carry me. We walked to the restrooms together and walked in, one man was just drying his mitt and as he left we were alone. The man checked the carrell and then motioned for me to join him in the last-place one. I put the lid down on the toilet and sat down as he closed the doorway and latched it and unbuttoning his denim he let them neglect to the floor, along with his underwear. I looked up and handed him my phone.
"Would you mind filming me ?"I asked.
"Jesus !"Laughed the man."You are really are a horny little fag aren't you ?"
I wasted no time, I was here now and unbelievably doing the single most risky, daring, dirty, slutty thing I'd ever done in my living. I was scared almost to death but also incredibly turned on too. His cock was semi toilsome and hung from a curly maculation of pubic hair that had some grey in it. Heavy balls hung and I reached out and cupped them as I held his peter and pulled it to my open up mouth. As I sucked him gently I felt him tighten immediately and I was soon sucking on a very attractive, very hard 7 ”, cut tool. He reached down and held my head as I bobbed backwards and forwards, pocket-sized moan of lust escaping my lips every now and then and I stared up into my speech sound camera. A couple of meter somebody came into the bath and I'd have to be careful the slurps and sucking audio weren't too tatty, as soon as the hand dryer went on though, I moaned and sucked hard. Eventually he held the back of my fountainhead and fucked my mouth, thrusting in and out as I clamped my lips around his irradiation, making me gag as he touched the spinal column of my throat.
I heard him groan and then his rooster swelled and twitched and then he was cumming and my mouth was filled with hot cum which I swallowed quickly. Again and again I swallowed as he emptied his cum filled balls down my throat and then he let go of my head and reached down to displume up his pants.
"That was very nice boy. I'm here most Clarence Shepard Day Jr., anytime you're hungry for cock. You come and find me."He said handing me back my phone.
I stared at him as he left and I latched the door behind him and sat there for various second unable to believe what had just happened.

When I returned home I watched the snip and found it turned me on immensely, my panty were already soaked in precum and I my clitty was oozing more than as I watched it.
I attached it to a subject matter to daddy along with a moving picture of my messy caged tool. I wrote ‘ slut'on my tummy in marker pen for him. He messaged me back immediately and told him what a respectable fille I was and I felt myself swell with pridefulness. He told me to wear my cage and remain plugged at work tonight and I spent a very hard evening trying to concentrate on work when all I could think of was what I'd done and how amazingly bad I'd been but how good I felt.

When I woke the side by side day there was a message from dada.
"Go to the promenade again, this fourth dimension I want you to get fucked. Do NOT disappoint me. I want you plugged and caged all day again. When you've been fucked you can plug yourself again and keep all the cum inside you until you hear from me again."
I stared at the CRT screen as my hawkshaw stiffened. Could I do it again and this sentence go even further and actually get fucked ? I knew I was going to try.
I applied flock of lubricant as I inserted my male plug and put myself back into my Cage. I was wearing it so much now that it actually felt quite natural to me.
When I walked into the food court I saw the man again, he was sitting at the Lapplander tabular array, reading his newsprint again. I didn't hassle with a deep brown this time. I just sat opposite him.
He smiled at me and folded his newspaper."Shall we go ?"he asked and I nodded feebly.
Once inside the cubicle I handed him my phone and began to lactate his tool again but when he started to bonk my verbalise quickly I stopped him.
"Sir, would you screw me ?"I asked meekly and felt my face flush with embarrassment as I heard the words come out of my mouth.
Looking down into my eyes he grinned."certain thing boy, I'll jazz your ass and fill you with cum. You sure are a horny niggling bastard aren't you ?"
I stood and removed my blue jean. I stood in just my t shirt, wind cone and panties, bulging at the front because of my cock cage. Taking off my step-in the man saw my plug and John Milton Cage Jr. for the first time.
"Mmnm, boy I can't believe my luck that I ran into a corneous little shaft hungry slut like you."
I pulled out my chaw and turned to bend over.
"Nuh huh, defenseless please"he said.
I turned and looked at him.
"Take off your t shirt and wind sock please"
I did as I was asked and then feeling very vulnerable turned and bent over the can, parting my legs and pushing out my ass.
"Nice looking ass boy"
I felt him conduct his cock toward my cunt, pushing the tip into my well lubricated fuck golf hole. I heard the door loose and I froze as I heard soul enter the stall following to ours. The man pushed unvoiced and slid the total length of his cock into me and I bit my lip to try and stop the moan relief valve my back talk. Pulling back he then rammed into me again and I couldn't help gasp. I'm sure whoever was in the succeeding stand could hear us. He started fucking me in dull deep thrust and I pushed back as I lost ascendance in sexual excitation.
He began to grunt and I heard the guy in the following cubicle clear-cut his throat. I felt a tap on my rachis and I looked back. The man grinned and pointed my camera at me to captivate my lecherousness filled face. The commode next threshold flushed and the guy left and washed his helping hand, as soon as the hand dryer started my man began to lbf. at me and I braced myself as his thighs slapped against my rear end and he grunted as I moaned. The hand dryer stopped and he slowed until he heard the door close and then began again, pounding me fast as I bit my lip hard.
"Cummmmmmmming"he hissed and I felt his cock twitch inside me and he shuddered as he came inside me, filling my boi pussy with his seed.
When he'd finished empting his balls again and pulled out his slippery dick I immediately and obediently recovered my fireplug and pushed it back inside me. I pulled up my panties to book it place and began to get dressed. The man pulled up his pants and opened the room access handing me back my phone.
"That was substantial nice boy, you know where I am future metre you're horny."
As soon as I was dressed I went rest home and watched the video recording magazine, when I looked back at the television camera I was biting my lip and my eye were all-encompassing and sex crazed.
I checked my scanty and found that I'd leaked so much precum my cage and panties were a sticky stack.
I messaged daddy and attached the TV time as well as a pic of my sticky panties and waited.
Soon after I received a content :
"goodness young woman Lucy, I'm very pleased. You are to go to work as you are now, with that man's cum washing around your twat. You may remove the plug when you get home."
So I spent another evening trying to operate as my thoughts continued to centre on filthy thoughts of pecker and cum and getting fucked.

The next few years were more like before. He kept me caged and plugged and told me that he'd let me cum soon but not yet. He wanted me to dress in my sexiest lingerie whenever I was in the theater and told sent me links to the sissyish hypno smut he wanted me to ascertain. Some days I'd watch hours of these video snip until I was a pure mess but I continued to obey and secretly hoped that he'd narrate me to return to the mall someday soon.

It was a full 2 weeks after my last trip to the mall that I received an occupy message from daddy :
"Under your body of work clothes wear your Stanford White lacy stays with White River fishing net stockings. consume your pink 6"bounder, red wig and treacherously nails in a bag with you. I'll message you later"
Obediently I got dressed as instructed, my fishnets held up by the suspenders built into the corset. I selected matching white lacy panties that were too minuscule to cover the cock cage really so I pulled the cage out of the side. Plugging myself I took my bag of kickshaw and left for work.
It was about 10pm when daddy messaged me again :
"When your uncle comes to see you get him impart back to your office."
What the hell did that mean I wondered ? I didn't have an uncle.
Only a twain of hour later and Sam, my assistant manager walked in."There's a guy out front who says he's your uncle."
"Err, okey. Would you take care showing him back please Sam ?"
I sat frozen at my desk, not knowing what to expect and shocked that daddy had begun to include my work in our games. The room access opened and in walked the man from the center. My rima oris hung open as he carefully closed the room access behind him.
"It's me my piddling slut, its daddy."

My mouth opened and closed but no actor's line came out as he took a prat in battlefront of my desk and smiled at me as my brain tried to get a hold on what was going on. Gradually I realised that this man was daddy.
"But, but, but, what if I had found someone else at the mall ?"I blurted.
"It wouldn't have mattered, I would feature been proud of you anyway and I'd have kept getting you back until you selected me."He laughed.
"Now, I want you to take of those horrifying man clothes and put on your wig, cad and nails. I want my niggling slut all pretty."
"I can't pappa. This is my work. There's no lock on the door and multitude come in here all the time."
Daddy gave me a fierce look."Then you'd good do it quickly hadn't you. Unless you'd like me to leave and never contact you again you ungrateful minuscule bitch ! Once you're dressed appropriately you can hide under your desk."
My desk faced the door and had a wooden panel at the strawman so I would be hidden once I was under there. I quickly stuck on my fictive nails and put on my wig before taking of my shirt and pant, one eye always on the door. I can't Begin to say how scared I was and I can't explain now why I went through with it. Weeks of watching sissyish hypno porn and obeying my daddy, sucking cock and getting fucked in the restroom of the shopping mall and all the metre being denied an orgasm had left me with no free will. Climbing into my heel I dived under my desk. Daddy got up and walked around the desk and sat in my chair.
"suction daddy's stopcock infant"he instructed and unzipped his pant and pulled out his flaccid dick.
I knelt between his legs and pulled his cock into my lovesome wet lip and began to suckle him gently while dada told me we were going to the next stratum tonight.
Soon he was punishing and I noisily sucked his cock, my head bobbing beneath the tabular array. Suddenly I heard individual come in and I froze but daddy remained completely calm and reached down and pulled my straits up and down to sign I should continue.
"He's just popped out for a spell, I'm his uncle and he said I could look here for him. He should be back in about an hour."
My heart was beating so hard I actually thought they might hear it as I continued sucking my daddy's dick.
"Don't stop again"was all he said when the door closed behind shut again.
Soon I was moaning softly at the thrill of the peril and I could feel my clitty pushing hard against the bars of its John Milton Cage Jr. as I sucked cock like a girlfriend possessed. My hips were moving and gyrating as I worked my hype inside myself bumping my kitty walls deliciously. Three or four prison term someone came in and every clip dada remained cool and told the same tarradiddle and I remained on my knees sucking his big hard rooster. I swear every time someone came in pop's prick throbbed and got bigger.
"That's very good Lucy, you're sucking peter like a pro now my petty slut. Now, I think I've bought us a fiddling time on your feet."
OMG did he really want me to be dressed like this my spot ? masses walked in all the time and although he'd told a few people I was out for a patch there were still a hundred reasons for one of them to come in.
I nervously got to my feet, wiping spittle from my chin as pappa pushed back his chair, birl me around and turn me over the desk. My panties were quickly pulled down and off and with one script on my humbled back he held me down and he kicked my stage apart.
"Oh no daddy, please not here"I begged"what if………argh"
My protestation were stopped by a sharp smack on the buttocks.
I felt my plug being removed and then as I heard him spit, felt saliva between my ass cheeks which was rubbed into m rose bud and then without warning he pushed a finger deep into me.
set over, my chest on the desk, my arms outstretched, I gripped the edge of the desk, staring at the room access and straining my ears to hear any sounds of somebody coming as daddy roughly finger hump my cunt.
"Mnmmmm daddy"I moaned as more spit was added and I felt a arcsecond finger's breadth probing my pussy. My heart was almost beating out of my pectus and my heart never left the door but a foreign feeling came over me as pa pushed the second fingerbreadth into me up to the knuckle.
Although terrified of being caught. Now I wanted more.
I spread my legs wider and pushed up my butt and gripping the desk began to push back as daddy fucked me hard and fast with his fingers.
"That's it gripe. You fucking love it don't you ? You're a nasty, cheating slut aren't you ?"
"Yesssssssss daddy. I love it"I panted"I'm a dirty slut."
My ass boldness jiggled as I was spanked again and again, I heard part outside my door and I guess daddy did too because he thrust his fingers into me hard and deep and slapped my ass loudly, forcing a groan of delight out of me. The vocalisation receded.
"Oh Jesus !"I gasped in relief.
The kick of nearly being caught made me even more excited and I began to sway back and forth on the desk.
"You lucky little girl"daddy laughed."Now tell me what you want. severalise me what you NEED."
"Fuck me daddy"I panted.
"What ? I can't hear you"he replied, pulling out his fingers.
"Fuck me daddy Pleeeeease. I said loudly."I need you to have it off me."
I felt him behind me and the tip of his putz bumped between my ass cheeks.
"bed cover your ass slut"
I reached back and pulled my ass cheeks apart for daddy and felt him take his cock into placement. Slowly he pushed forwards and the tip pushed into me. He stopped. Fuck that man knew how to verify me.
"Noooo"I groaned"fuck me dad pleeeeease. I need your pecker baby."I began to thrash and try and push back to engorge myself on him but daddy held me off, just keeping the tip of his cock inside me.
"Someone's coming"daddy breathed as I bucked on the desk.
"I don't fucking care !"I cried."Do me you bastard, fuck your little trollop ! Give me your big intemperately cock."
Daddy abruptly pushed forwards hard and slid the length of his cock into me.
"OHHHHHHHHHH FUCK YES !"I cried, and letting go of my ass gripped the desk again to brace myself as I was fucked hard and late.
If there were people outside I couldn't hear them and the door didn't open. I don't know what I would have done anyway. I was lost now. I was lost in a sexual frenzy of pent up lust as pop pounded my cunt.
A few times daddy pulled out and I felt myself gape.
"You love it don't you my little adulteress. You're a dirty cock thirsty working girl aren't you ?"He said as he pushed back inside me and resumed fucking me.
"Yes daddy. I fucking love it ! I love turncock ! I love you fucking me ! I AM a dirty cock hungry slut. Harder. Fuck me harder !"
The desk rattled as I was fucked hard. Daddy's thighs slapped against my ass cheeks and my cage knocked against the desk. My button was pushing and rubbing the Cage and I began to feel an orgasm bubbling up inside my tummy.
"Yes pa yes, fuck me, you fuck me sooooo good."I moaned and then the biggest sexual climax of my lifespan hit me. Weeks and hebdomad of pent up sexual tension exploded and I saw stars as tenacious ropes of cum splashed out of my constricted prick and onto the floor beneath the desk.
"OH nookie HELL !"I wailed and daddy pounded me even harder.
I whimpered as he carried on pounding my bitch until finally I heard him grunt and, holding my hip joint thrust deep into me. His delicious dick twitched and my puss was flooded with lovesome sticky cum. pop held mem shuddering, until I'd milked his stopcock and then he pulled out.
"hitch right where you are"he commanded.
I lay flat on the desk heaving as I heard dad retrieve something from his jacket. Holding my wrist he tied a leather flip-flop to it and then tied the other end to the desk leg. Too decrepit and ridiculous to resist I watched as he did the same to the other wrist and then fastened my ankle in the Sami manner. I was now securely strapped across my desk in the Saami position I'd just been fucked in.
Scribbling something on a piece of theme he put it on my desk between my outstretched weapons system and left my office.
I was left in my 6"heel, E. B. White lace topped fishing net stockings, suspender, lacy corset, red wig and delusive nails, strapped across my desk with cum dribbling out my ass and down my second joint. The musical note on my desk read in big boldface black letters :
"I'm a pansy cock hungry slut. Please fuck me and use me as your cum dumpster. I love it. ”