I'm in my late 20's and handle a topical anesthetic restaurant/bar. I am 5ft 8 and thin with quite feminine features. To virtually hoi polloi I'm just Tom, a regular guy who has occasional girlfriends, likes a beer and watching the football game. To my closest booster I'm Lucy, a sissy slut who loves cock.
Recently I'd found a ‘ daddy'online. He was an elderly more experienced man. We started off chatting and I sent him some naughty photos and video clips of Lucy playing.
As we talked I revealed that I like to be dominated, told what to assume and how to act, made to be gamey and told how to fuck myself. dad slipped into his role effortlessly and I wonder now if it was n't'is be after all along. Soon I was doing things I wouldn't have dreamt of before. He started to assure many aspects of my life sentence. He controlled when I could cum, He wanted me to wear my putz coop nigh of the time. He made me view sissy hypno videos and fuck my cunt with my dildo's until I came in my Cage. I threw away my male underwear and only bust panties and lash. I started going out plugged and in my cage, he was an expert at keeping me in a constant state of lecherousness. My panties were always dirty where I'd be leaking precum all day.
One day I got a message from daddy 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 rooster until he came down my throat ! I couldn't believe what he was asking me ! I was terrified ! The thing 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 ruttish I was almost crazy and was finding it gruelling to centralize on anything ; all I could think of was rooster and being fucked. Unbelievably I thought I'd try and go through with it. I'd go the food court ; feeling for an quondam man who looked lonely. I'd strike 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 imbibe his hammer for nothing.

eroding my tool cage with my swollen cum filled orb tightly held in the mob and my slut meat pushing against its confines I pushed my butt plug into my pussy and pulled up my panty. I felt so racy and filthy and loved how the ballyhoo rubbed inside me when I walked and pushed into me when I sat down. As I drove to the center I wiggled in my backside and rehearsed what I would say. I don't think I had ever felt so corneous and tight and out of control of my actions.
Arriving at the mall I made my way the food court and as I browsed the various eatery I kept my eye out for a suitable man and spotted someone who seemed to be looking at me every time I glanced over at him. He was sat alone at a table and was reading a newspaper and drinking a coffee.
I got myself a coffee berry and when I looked over at the guy, this time he smiled. My heart was hammering in my bureau as I quickly looked away. I regained my composure and nonchalantly walked up to his table.
"May I sit here please"I asked.
"Sure."The man replied and watched me intently as I sat down.
We exchanged pleasantries and talked about the atmospheric condition 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 quick flirt.
"You never are !"I exclaimed and touched his deal as I giggled."You don't look anywhere near that old."I let my hand linger on his for longer than was set aside and then said"your wife must be very happy ?"
"I'm not married and you're quite the adulator aren't you ?"He replied and we held each other's gaze before I looked away shyly. I thought I might faint as the realisation of what I was about to do hit me. I wiggled onto my plug and my clitty pushed hard against the bars of its cage and I could feel my panty wet with precum.
I stared down at my coffee tree as I built up the bravery and my nub hammered in my pectus.
"If you want, we could go to the bathroom and I could suck your cock for you. I'm really horny and want to nurse some hawkshaw today."I whispered, leaning in toward him. Terrified that I'd misread any signaling and that he may punch me in the face.
I felt myself redden and I could the blood line rushing in my ears as I stared down at my coffee again.
After what felt like an timeless existence I felt him touch my hand and I looked up. He was smiling at me."okey Brigham Young man, I haven't had my peter sucked for yr, why not ?"he whispered."Let's go shall we ?"
He folded his newspaper and stood looking down at me. I couldn't believe this, was this really me acting this way ? Would I wake from a aspiration any minute ?
I rose and my wooden leg were so wobbly I wasn't sure as shooting if they would dribble me. We walked to the public convenience together and walked in, one man was just drying his script and as he left we were alone. The man checked the stable and then motioned for me to bring together him in the finally one. I put the lid down on the can and sat down as he closed the door and latched it and unbuttoning his jeans he let them drop to the trading 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 picayune fag aren't you ?"
I wasted no clip, I was here now and unbelievably doing the single most high-risk, daring, dirty, slutty thing I'd ever done in my life. I was scared almost to death but also incredibly turned on too. His pecker was tractor trailer hard and hung from a curly darn of pubic hair that had some gray in it. Heavy testis hung and I reached out and cupped them as I held his dick and pulled it to my open rima oris. As I sucked him gently I felt him stiffen immediately and I was soon sucking on a very attractive, very intemperate 7 ”, cut cock. He reached down and held my head as I bobbed backwards and forwards, small moans of lust escaping my lip every now and then and I stared up into my phones camera. A couple of time someone came into the john and I'd have to be heedful the slurps and sucking sounds weren't too flash, as soon as the hand dryer went on though, I moaned and sucked hard. Eventually he held the rachis of my head and fucked my mouth, thrusting in and out as I clamped my lip around his shaft, making me gag as he touched the dorsum of my throat.
I heard him groan and then his prick 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 pharynx and then he let go of my caput and reached down to pull up his pants.
"That was very Nice boy. I'm here most years, anytime you're hungry for peter. You come and find me."He said handing me vertebral column my phone.
I stared at him as he left and I latched the doorway behind him and sat there for several minutes ineffective to conceive what had just happened.

When I returned abode I watched the snip and found it turned me on immensely, my scanty were already soaked in precum and I my clitty was oozing more as I watched it.
I attached it to a subject matter to daddy along with a motion-picture show of my messy caged cock. I wrote ‘ slut'on my bay window in mark pen for him. He messaged me back immediately and told him what a right girl I was and I felt myself swell with pridefulness. He told me to assume my cage and rest plugged at study tonight and I spent a very difficult evening trying to concentrate on work when all I could believe of was what I'd done and how amazingly bad I'd been but how good I felt.

When I woke the adjacent day there was a message from daddy.
"Go to the center again, this time 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 screen as my prick stiffened. Could I do it again and this time go even further and actually get fucked ? I knew I was going to try.
I applied plenty of lubricating substance as I inserted my fireplug and put myself back into my Cage. I was wearing it so much now that it actually felt rather lifelike to me.
When I walked into the food for thought court I saw the man again, he was sitting at the Saame table, reading his newspaper again. I didn't bother with a coffee berry this time. I just sat opposite him.
He smiled at me and folded his paper."Shall we go ?"he asked and I nodded feebly.
Once inside the carrel I handed him my phone and began to suck his stopcock again but when he started to fuck my sassing quickly I stopped him.
"Sir, would you fuck me ?"I asked meekly and felt my face flush with embarrassment as I heard the Scripture come out of my mouth.
Looking down into my eye he grinned."Sure affair boy, I'll have it away your ass and fulfill you with cum. You sure are a horny little bastard aren't you ?"
I stood and removed my jeans. I stood in just my t shirt, windsock and panties, bulging at the front because of my stopcock John Cage. Taking off my panties the man saw my plug and coop for the first base time.
"Mmnm, boy I can't conceive my lot that I ran into a horny little cock hungry slut like you."
I pulled out my ballyhoo and turned to bend over.
"Nuh huh, naked please"he said.
I turned and looked at him.
"Take off your t shirt and socks please"
I did as I was asked and then feeling very vulnerable turned and bent-grass over the toilet, parting my leg 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 do it mess. I heard the door open air and I froze as I heard someone enter the stall next to ours. The man pushed laborious and slid the entire length of his cock into me and I bit my lip to try and halt the moan leakage my mouth. Pulling back he then rammed into me again and I couldn't supporter gasp. I'm certain whoever was in the side by side stall could hear us. He started fucking me in slow deep thrusts and I pushed back as I lost control in sexual fervour.
He began to grunt and I heard the guy in the next cubicle pull in his throat. I felt a tap on my back and I looked back. The man grinned and pointed my television camera at me to fascinate my lust filled face. The toilette next doorway flushed and the guy left and washed his deal, as soon as the hand dryer started my man began to lb at me and I braced myself as his second joint slapped against my hind end and he grunted as I moaned. The hand dryer stopped and he slowed until he heard the room access close and then began again, pounding me libertine 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 cunt with his seed.
When he'd finished empting his Ball again and pulled out his slippery hammer I immediately and obediently recovered my plug and pushed it back inside me. I pulled up my step-in to hold it station and began to get dressed. The man pulled up his knickers and opened the threshold handing me back my phone.
"That was actual nice boy, you know where I am next time you're horny."
As soon as I was dressed I went home plate and watched the video clip, when I looked back at the camera I was biting my lip and my eyes were wide and sex crazed.
I checked my panties and found that I'd leaked so very much precum my cage and panties were a awkward mess.
I messaged daddy and attached the video clip as well as a pic of my unenviable panty and waited.
Soon after I received a message :
"commodity girl Lucy, I'm very delight. You are to go to wreak as you are now, with that man's cum washing around your cunt. You may remove the plug when you get home."
So I spent another evening trying to mold as my view continued to centre on nasty thought process of peter and cum and getting fucked.

The succeeding few daytime 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 aphrodisiac intimate apparel whenever I was in the family and told sent me links to the sissy hypno porn he wanted me to watch. Some days I'd watch hours of these video time until I was a complete kettle of fish but I continued to obey and secretly hoped that he'd tell me to come back to the center someday soon.

It was a full 2 week after my death trip to the mall that I received an interest message from daddy :
"Under your work clothes wear your Patrick Victor Martindale White lacy corset with white fishnet stockings. occupy your pinko 6"heels, red wig and faux nails in a bag with you. I'll content you later"
Obediently I got dressed as instructed, my fishnets held up by the suspenders built into the corset. I selected matching egg white lacy pantie that were too small-scale to embrace the dick John Cage really so I pulled the cage out of the face. Plugging myself I took my bag of goodies and left for work.
It was about 10pm when daddy messaged me again :
"When your uncle comes to see you get him brought back to your office."
What the hell did that mean I wondered ? I didn't have an uncle.
Only a couple of hour later and Sam, my help coach walked in."There's a guy out front who says he's your uncle."
"Err, okay. Would you mind showing him back please Sam ?"
I sat frozen at my desk, not knowing what to carry and shocked that papa had begun to let in my study in our plot. The door opened and in walked the man from the shopping mall. My back talk hung open as he carefully closed the door behind him.
"It's me my short adulteress, its daddy."

My mouth opened and closed but no Son came out as he took a seat in front man of my desk and smiled at me as my mental capacity tried to get a handle on what was going on. Gradually I realised that this man was daddy.
"But, but, but, what if I had found individual else at the mall ?"I blurted.
"It wouldn't have mattered, I would have been proud of you anyway and I'd have kept getting you back until you selected me."He laughed.
"Now, I want you to use up of those horrible man clothes and put on your wig, heels and nails. I want my piddling slattern all pretty."
"I can't daddy. This is my oeuvre. There's no lock on the door and people come in here all the time."
dad gave me a fierce look."Then you'd better do it quickly hadn't you. Unless you'd like me to leave and never contact you again you ungrateful little bitch ! Once you're dressed appropriately you can hide under your desk."
My desk faced the threshold and had a wooden panel at the social movement so I would be hidden once I was under there. I quickly stuck on my false nails and put on my wig before taking of my shirt and gasp, one eye always on the room access. 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 sissy hypno smut and obeying my papa, sucking cock and getting fucked in the public convenience of the promenade and all the sentence being denied an climax had left me with no costless will. Climbing into my heels I dived under my desk. Daddy got up and walked around the desk and sat in my chair.
"suction daddy's cock baby"he instructed and unzipped his trousers and pulled out his flaccid dick.
I knelt between his legs and pulled his cock into my warm wet oral fissure and began to suck him gently while pop told me we were going to the next level tonight.
Soon he was hard and I noisily sucked his cock, my head bobbing beneath the table. Suddenly I heard someone come in and I froze but daddy remained completely calm and reached down and pulled my principal up and down to sign I should continue.
"He's just popped out for a while, I'm his uncle and he said I could wait here for him. He should be back in about an hour."
My heart was beating so knockout I actually thought they might listen it as I continued sucking my pappa's dick.
"Don't check again"was all he said when the door closed behind shut again.
Soon I was moaning softly at the thrill of the danger and I could feel my clitty pushing hard against the bars of its cage as I sucked cock like a girl possessed. My hips were moving and gyrating as I worked my fire hydrant inside myself bumping my pussy walls deliciously. Three or four times individual came in and every time daddy remained cool and told the same tale and I remained on my genu sucking his big unvoiced cock. I swear every time someone came in daddy's dick throbbed and got bigger.
"That's very in effect Lucy, you're sucking hammer like a pro now my little loose woman. Now, I think I've bought us a little meter on your feet."
OMG did he really want me to be dressed like this my bureau ? People walked in all the time and although he'd told a few people I was out for a while there were still a C reasons for one of them to make out in.
I nervously got to my understructure, wiping saliva from my chin as daddy pushed back his president, spun me around and flex me over the desk. My panties were quickly pulled down and off and with one mitt on my lower back he held me down and he kicked my peg apart.
"Oh no daddy, please not here"I begged"what if………argh"
My objection were stopped by a tart slap on the buttocks.
I felt my hack 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.
Bent over, my chest on the desk, my weaponry outstretched, I gripped the bound of the desk, staring at the door and straining my ear to listen any sound of someone coming as dada roughly finger make love my cunt.
"Mnmmmm daddy"I moaned as more saliva was added and I felt a instant digit probing my pussy. My affection was almost beating out of my breast and my middle never left the door but a strange feeling came over me as daddy pushed the second finger into me up to the knuckle.
Although terrified of being caught. Now I wanted more.
I spread my branch wider and pushed up my stern and gripping the desk began to push back as dad fucked me hard and fast with his fingers.
"That's it gripe. You fucking love it don't you ? You're a nasty, dirty slut aren't you ?"
"Yesssssssss pop. I love it"I panted"I'm a dirty slut."
My ass impertinence jiggled as I was spanked again and again, I heard voices outside my room access and I guess daddy did too because he thrust his fingers into me strong and deep and slapped my ass loudly, forcing a moan of joy out of me. The voices receded.
"Oh Redeemer !"I gasped in relief.
The thrill of nearly being caught made me even more emotional and I began to rock back and Forth River on the desk.
"You lucky girl"daddy laughed."Now tell me what you want. order me what you NEED."
"fuck me daddy"I panted.
"What ? I can't hear you"he replied, pulling out his fingers.
"Fuck me dada Pleeeeease. I said loudly."I need you to fuck me."
I felt him behind me and the tip of his tool bumped between my ass cheeks.
"cattle farm your ass slut"
I reached back and pulled my ass cheeks apart for daddy and felt him guide his dick into position. Slowly he pushed forwards and the tip pushed into me. He stopped. shtup that man knew how to manipulate me.
"Noooo"I groaned"fuck me daddy pleeeeease. I need your stopcock 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 fear !"I cried."Do me you bastard, know your piddling slut ! Give me your big gruelling cock."
pa abruptly pushed forwards punishing 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 deep.
If there were multitude outside I couldn't hear them and the threshold didn't open. I don't know what I would have done anyway. I was lost now. I was lost in a sexual delirium of pent up lust as daddy pounded my cunt.
A few times daddy pulled out and I felt myself gape.
"You love it don't you my little fornicatress. You're a dirty cock hungry prostitute aren't you ?"He said as he pushed back inside me and resumed fucking me.
"Yes daddy. I fucking love it ! I love cock ! I love you fucking me ! I AM a dirty cock hungry fornicatress. Harder. Fuck me harder !"
The desk rattled as I was fucked hard. pop's thighs slapped against my ass boldness and my batting cage knocked against the desk. My clit was pushing and rubbing the cage and I began to feel an orgasm bubbling up inside my tummy.
"Yes dad yes, fuck me, you fuck me sooooo good."I moaned and then the biggest orgasm of my life-time hit me. Weeks and weeks of pent up sexual tensity exploded and I saw adept as long ropes of cum splashed out of my compress tool and onto the floor beneath the desk.
"OH screw inferno !"I wailed and papa pounded me even harder.
I whimpered as he carried on pounding my pussy until finally I heard him grunt and, holding my hips thrust deep into me. His Delicious shaft twitched and my slit was flooded with warm sticky cum. Daddy held mem shuddering, until I'd milked his cock and then he pulled out.
"Stay right where you are"he commanded.
I lay flat on the desk panting as I heard pa retrieve something from his jacket. Holding my wrist he tied a leather thong to it and then tied the early end to the desk leg. Too weak and pathetic to resist I watched as he did the same to the other wrist and then fastened my ankles in the same mode. I was now securely strapped across my desk in the same billet I'd just been fucked in.
Scribbling something on a art object of paper he put it on my desk between my outstretched arms and left my office.
I was left in my 6"blackguard, Patrick Victor Martindale White lace topped fishnet stockings, brace, lacy corset, red wig and false nails, strapped across my desk with cum dribbling out my ass and down my thighs. The preeminence on my desk read in big bold black letters :
"I'm a pantywaist cock thirsty slut. Please fuck me and use me as your cum dumpster. I love it. ”