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Hi all, this was a story I'd written in 5 parts on here before, but never continued as intended. I'm coming up with part 6, and other stories now. Enjoy!


Daddy at the Truckstop

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--This was an encounter that almost happened with a Daddy a while back. We talked about doing this for a first meet to make up for other times that didn't work out, and while talking about it with him was undeniably hot, it ended up not happening for a few reasons, chief among them safety. I think about how hot it would have been to smash a lot of my boundaries this way, though. Enjoy, and comments welcum :) ----

I couldn't believe I agreed to this, but here I was. The truckstop is maybe an hour from my house, and I was pulling into it from the highway now, dressed in stockings, panties, and my schoolgirl skirt stuffed underneath the pants I was wearing. Right next to me was my sissy bag, with everything else I'd need today - however it turned out. This would be my first time meeting 'Daddy' as I've been calling him, and the first time I'd be dressed in public. We'd been chatting for so long, and it was finally time for me to meet him. Coming here is what he required of me, with everything to dress up.

I pulled into a space, and began the rest of my transformation. I was a little early, I thought, so I had time. I took my pants and shoes off, stowing them in the back, and brought out my 6 inch heels with ankle straps, blonde wig, what little makeup I had, and the mesh arm gloves. There wasn't a lot of room in my little car, but I managed to strap the heels on over my fishnet stockings, and set the wig in place with some adhesive, apparently very strong, and did my best with some eyeshadow, fake lashes, and slutty red lipstick. Up close, you could tell I was a stocky sissy, but from far away I thought I'd be passable enough. Just as I finished, I was about to text him that I was ready, but I heard a tapping on my window. Startled, I rolled down my window a bit, and said 'Hi Stacey'. I had told him what my car looked like, he had been watching me for at least a little while. Then he said 'Bowling Ball', the safe-phrase we had agreed on before, and I knew it was Daddy. I nodded 'Hi Daddy, it's nice to meet you'. And I got out of the car with my bag to go with him.

I tottered on my heels, so nervous, as he led me, his hand starting on my ass, and moving up to the back of my neck and squeezing just a little, directing me towards his van parked about 50 ft away. He opened the side and got a small backpack of his own, and said 'Give me your bag, Stacey'. Setting it into the van and reaching in, he pulled out the leather cuffs and collar I brought, and a coil of rope. 'Turn around' he said, and I did slowly. Knowing what was next, he placed the cuffs on my wrists, strapping them securely in place, pulled them behind me, and with a 'click' he used something to fasten them together. 'That lock should keep you secured just fine, Stacey'. I tested my bonds, and I had almost no slack. I was trapped. Next came the collar, sliding around my neck, and this time he showed me the lock as he secured the strap of leather around my throat, not tightly, but not loosely either. Clipping the chain leash to my collar, and placing the rope into his pack, he shut the van and started to lead me away from it, out into the parking lot. 'Ready, Slut?'
'Yes Daddy' I meekly said, my cheeks burning.

There were more than a half dozen trucks in the parking lot, and Daddy slowly led me around near most of them. I could see some of the truckers looking at us, and I felt so exposed in his hands like that, under strangers' eyes. We had talked about my fantasies, and what he liked to do with sissies, and my horniness finally got the better of me, knowing that I needed to be taken under his control. After a few minues of showing me off, he led me towards the back of the lot where the woods started. Past the edge of the trees, not doing all that much to hide us, was a fallen treetrunk, a gnarled stump, and several smaller trees surrounding us. Daddy stopped here, took a towel from his pack, laying down under neath us, and turned to me, 'Well, wasn't that fun, Stacey? Now I think it's time to break you in a bit, I've waited long enough to use you'. He groped at my ass, the back of my neck again, and brought his thumb to my lips, pushing it in as I swirled my tongue around it. 'On your knees, it's time for you to be my slut'. Restrained and unsure of my footing, I did my best to drop to my knees, with Daddy helping me down a little.

Once I was there, he grabbed my chin, making me look up into his eyes, and he said 'One last chance, Stacey. I just use you here, take your mouth and pussy, and then stop there.. or, I make those fantasies come true that we talked about. Remember, if it's the second choice, you only get to use the safe phrase twice, and then only to take a break. Otherwise, there's no backing out'. The choice raced through my mind as he unzipped his pants, pulling out his hard cock, it must have been 8 inches, and tracing my lips with the tip of it. 'What's it going to be, slut? If you don't give me an answer at the count of 3, I'll chose the second option for you.' My eyes widened as I considered this one last time. 'ONE' He poked the head of his cock past my lips for a second, hitting the tip of my tongue and pulling out again. 'TWO' as he wrapped the leash tight around his fist. After a longer pause, he stared at me, his cock poised at my mouth, waiting an extra moment for me to speak up, and I couldn't bring myself the choose the first option, so turned on, so honry that he'd made me. 'THREE', and I closed my eyes, opened my mouth wider for him, as he pulled on the leash, forcing my head onto his throbbing cock. 'Good Girl. We're gonna have so much fun today, slut'.

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Daddy guided my head with the leash as I sucked him. It had been a while since I had a cock in my mouth, so he only gagged me occasionally to get me used to it. 'Good, Stacey, mmm. You need more practice, but that's why you came today, right?' I could only nod and moan into his cock as he thrust it in again, gagging me. With my hands cuffed and locked behind me, I was helpless to his whims, just as we talked about. It was scary to be tied and exposed like this - dressed like a schoolgirl slut- in the woods next to the truckstop, but it was turning me on so much, too.

I closed my eyes, lost in the sensations of his cock between my lips, and after a minute he let some slack into the leash. 'Keep sucking, Look up, slut'. I opened my eyes, bobbing on his cock, and he was holding a camera. He took shot after shot of his cock stuffed in my face, and my eyes went wide. I knew it was going to happen, but they were now the first pics of me sucking cock, dressed like a schoolgirl... "These are a good start, slut. We'll make you into a little pornstar, yet." laughing to himself slightly as he pulled the leash, and my mouth, back onto him.

After a couple of minutes of getting lost in my sucking, he pulled me off of his cock. 'Time to get you used to having a cock up your boipussy, bitch.' he gruffly said as he pulled my leash and forced me to shuffle on my knees over to the gnarled stump nearby. He made sure I was bent over it, and tied my knees & ankles so that they were at either side of my perch, forcing my ass open for daddy. I could hear him tearing the wrapper to a condom as he came into view, then sliding it over his now very hard cock. I'm going to give a choice, Stacey, since you've been a good little slut so far. This is going up your ass one way or another, and to help keep your squeals down, I can give you this gag.' as he pulled a bright red ballgag out of the pack now resting beside me. 'Of course, if you have this in, you can't use the safeword, but a good little slut like you won't need it for a simple fucking, am I right?'

I thought about it for a moment before looking up at him, whimpering 'Yes Daddy, you're right.. if you think your slut needs a gag, she should wear one..'. Daddy gave me a crooked smaile. 'Good gurl' as he pushed the ball between my teeth and painted lips, buckling the strap in the back. He stepped away for a moment, grabbing his camera before coming back into view, taking more photos of me helpless. He came back around behind me and started to feel my ass. 'Keep your eyes front and down until I tell you, slut'. I kept my gaze cast downward.

I felt a cold sensation on my boi hole, guessing that it must be lube. 'We don't want you hurting too much, do we?' He chuckled again. He slid one finger in, probing me, followed by a second, and then a third. I winced at some pain, but I also started to moan into my gag. 'I think you're just about ready.' I saw his hand reach into the pack again out of the corner of my eye before he said 'Look behind you, to your left, slut'. I obeyed, looking back as far as my position would allow, and I gasped into my gag. I could see three truckers at the edge of the clearing, rubbing their tented pants as they watched the show we were putting on. My mind raced as I saw more movement behind them. One? Two more men walking this way? I wasn't able to tell fast enough as Daddy slid a thick black cloth over my eyes, and tied the ends of a blindfold behind my head tight as I whimpered into the gag.

'Now things are getting interesting, Stacey, wouldn't you agree?' Daddy growled as I felt what must have been his cock start pushing its way into my loosesed hole, as I he pulled on my leash, choking me slightly as I moaned in pain. A few minutes passed as he teased it in and out, inch by inch, filling me up as I tried to adjust to the burning in my ass. Part of me wanted to use the safeword before remembering that I couldn't speak, but I knew that I needed this, to be treated like a cheap whore, fucked without any choice, giving myself to Daddy. Once he was buried all the way into me, he rested his cock in my stretched out boipussy until I quieted down some, and he began sawing his meat in and out of me, pulling on the leash, pulling on my hips, occasionally slapping my ass while muttering 'Yeah, you're a tight fuck, Stacey. You're going to be a good whore for Daddy, I have plans for you. Mmm yeah bitch, moan for me.'
In spite of myself I had already started to feel good from his fucking, his cock hitting that spot deep inside that was driving me wilder with lust, balancing out the discomfort, and I started moaning into the gag, beginning to meet his thrusts as best aI could, tied and prone as I was. After a while of intensified fucking, Daddy pulled out and I heard him come over to my front, loosening my ballgag and letting it dangle around my neck. I heard him slip off the rubber of the condom before pushing his engorged member into my mouth. No sooner than had he entered my mouth, he started to cum hard. A couple of shots hit the back of my throat as I started to cough, and he pulled out, the next spurts landing on my face. 'That's a good slut, swallow what you had left in your mouth, and leave the rest on your lips.' I gulped what remained and rested for a moment saying 'Yes Daddy' as I relaxed my jaw.

Still massively turned on from the intense fuck, I waited anxiously, trying to rub my hard cock against the tree stump for a little more stimulation. I heard some rustling for a couple of minutes before I felt a smack on my ass, startling me. 'Now, now, slut. No getting off on a tree stump. You still have work to do.' He spanked my ass a few more times, and I let out a little yelp for each one. 'Who do you belong to, Stacey?' SMACK. 'You, Daddy!' SMACK 'What are you, Stacey? SMACK. 'I'm Daddy's little whore!' SMACK. 'Good Gurl, you're coming along nicely.'

I felt another hard cock wrapped in a condom at the entrance of my pussy as two hands gripped my hips. It must have been one of the truckers! Daddy was already starting to share me with them, and not just putting on a show! In the chats, he said he'd turn me over to whatever truckers were there, wanting to use me, and pimping me out. He said it was the only way a bitch like me could learn to be a good whore, but I didn't really believe that he'd do it.. not at a first meeting like this! But there I was, tied and dressed in the woods about to be fucked by a man I couldn't see. I started to whimper as another cock pushed past my lips, this third man tugging at my leash, pulling my head onto his cock as the one behind me buried his cock up to the hilt. Was it too late to use my safe word? Would it matter, since I would only get a break, and they would all start using me again? I didn't have much time to think as I was lost in a haze of lust again, cocks stuffed in both ends.

'Don't worry, I'm making them all use protection. Are you surprised, Stacey? I hope you didn't think I was k**ding about fulfilling those fantasies we've talked about for so long. Be a good whore for these men, and make them happy. There are more waiting,' I heard Daddy laugh to himself off to the side. My god.. he was turning me into a whore for these strangers in the middle of nowhere, and as scared as I was, I was lost deeper in the overwhelming lust I felt as the two men began using me harder.

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The two cocks in each end of me kept me spitroasted for several minutes, the men attached to them showing no mercy. I tried not to gag on the cock in front of me as the cock in my boipussy pistoned in and out. I felt the occasional slap on my ass as they used my helpless body. I tugged at my bonds, but there was no slack to the cuffs or the ropes. The man in my ass pulled out, and I heard him come around to the front before feeling his cum spurting on my face as the man in my mouth fucked my face like a pussy. He sped his thrusts, then pulled out of my mouth, and seconds later I felt more seed hitting my cheeks and lips.

I didn't have much time to think about the two strangers' cum dripping on my face, with the next moments having two fresh cocks entering my mouth and ass at about the same time. I thought that there might be 5 men other than Daddy there, but I couldn't be certain with the blindfold, for all I knew there were more waiting to treat me like a dirty slut. The two new men used my just as roughly as the first pair. No tenderness or kindness, just groping, spanking, choking me with the leash, and fucking into me. They lasted many minutes more, and the man in my pussy pulled out to cum all over my ass, the man in front cumming on my face, adding to the collection of loads.

Two more cocks took their place right away, and I received more of the same. I was losing sense of time, being in an almost constant haze of lust. My mind drifted with the pleasure I was feeling from the cock in my ass. I had driven up in the morning, and Daddy had met me at my car a little past 10am. I had no idea how much time had passed now, and there was still most of Saturday to play. I hadn't told anyone I was coming here, my persona as Stacey was a closely guarded secret from the rest of my life, now here I was being turned into a whore by Daddy, having given so much control to him freely.

More spankings and increased intensity snapped me back to the present, as they both finished on my face, and 2 more cocks filled me. I was getting accustomed to the harsh treatment , but I was becoming sore in my pussy and mouth, my limbs were aching from being trussed up for this long. These two men lasted longer, and finished on my ass and face as well. As soon as the man in my mouth nutted on my face, I croaked out the safeword loud enough that I hoped Daddy could hear it.

'Bowling-Ball!'

I didn't feel anymore cocks yet, and breathed easy as I heard Daddy speak for the first time since he turned me over to the truckers.

"OK, Stacey. You get a break now. You managed to service all of the cocks anyway, though I won't tell you if any of them were repeats. Sit tight and relax, you've been a good whore for Daddy. So far."

I heard more rustling as the men seemed to leave. It was a minute or two before I felt hands at my head, and light hit my eyes as the blindfold was pulled off. I blinked, getting used to seeing again quickly, and looked around the clearing as best I could. There were used condoms on the ground in front of me as I felt the cum on my face. Daddy stepped into my view with a camera as he took a few shots of me as I looked up into the lens with helpless eyes. Then I noticed behind him and to the side, there stood a video camera on a tripod.

"That was a good performance for someone without much experience, Stacey. I caught the whole thing on tape. Don't worry, it's all safe with me. Well, mostly."

He laughed a little and moved behind me. I felt him untying the ropes holding me to the stump, and helping me stand on my shaking legs, encased in my 6 inch heels. So much had happened in such a short time, and I saw the sun almost directly overhead as Daddy began wiping my face off with a cloth, and then wiping what cum was on my ass. I was still horny, but getting scared again as I began to calm down. Up until just a couple of hours ago, I had been so careful and private with this side of me, and now I had been gangbanged outdoors by strangers, and Daddy had recorded it all in pictures and video.

I started to wonder what else he had in store for me as he pulled out a small makeup kit, and began fixing my smeared lipstick and eyeliner, which had started running down my cheeks from tears of being gagged with so much cock.

"Relax, Stacey. We can't have you looking trashed all day. Stay still."

He then pulled a new gag from the pack, a ring gag this time, and set it in-between my teeth, fastening the strap as it held my mouth open. He then took what looked like a medium sized plug from the bag, and began to push it into my well used ass, and it began to vibrate. I moaned as I felt the low level of pleasure humming in my ass, still not having had cum yet. He finished packing up the video camera, and took hold of my leash as he began leading me out of the clearing. I tottered on my heels slowly again, still having to take it slow with my hands cuffed behind me, unable to help me balance. The new plug vibrating away didn't help matters either.

Daddy led me across the truckstop lot, past the big rigs and towards the cars where I was parked. He wanted to humiliate me some more before it was all over, and I was in no position to resist. Was this all he really had planned for me? He had said I should make sure I didn't have anything to do that day, and it seemed like it was only past noon. My question was answered shortly as we approached my car, then he led me past it. I gave a questioning moan as I looked at my vehicle, and all I got in response was a sharper tug on the leash.

We walked farther still, several spots down, where we finally stopped at a beat-up white van. My breathing intensified as I began to realize what he might have in store for me. Would he really go that far from all we had talked about? We had chatted online about so many dirty fantasies for so long, I never thought they would actually come true. I was starting to get scared all over again, but the thoughts that raced through my mind, combined with the plug lodged in me, were bringing back the haze of lust that had already subsided. I began to blush as he opened the back of the van, and I saw what was inside.

Whatever seats that might have been in it were not there now, and where they would have been rested a cage large enough for a person, but small enough not to be too comfortable. He unlocked the clip holding my cuffs together, and tugged my leash forward. I didn't have much time to enjoy the new freedom of motion, though.

"Crawl up into the cage, bitch. We have a bit of a drive ahead of us. I can see you trying to guess what we're going to do next, but I won't tell you yet. I told you before I was going to bring some of the fantasies we talked about to life, you're starting to understand that I wasn't joking around. Don't worry too much, I told you I'd make sure it was all as safe as I could make it, I want to make sure You're still good and healthy to serve me past today, after all. You're not done being Daddy's Whore today, though. I still have more fun planned, and you need more practice and training."

My cheeks burning in shame, I did as I was told and crawled through the cage opening, curling up on a thick blanket that lined the bottom of the small prison. Daddy pulled some chains from a sack next to the cage, and proceeded to fasten my ankles and wrists to some of the bars.

"We don't want you moving around too much, do we, slut? Oh, one last thing. Just to make sure you get the full experience, and pace yourself for the day, You deserve a little reward for being such a good gurl for me. Enjoy it while you can" He chuckled.

Daddy then reached around to the bottom of my vibrator and turned it up another setting, and began stroking my steel hard cock/clitty for me. So lost to lust I was, that I began to cum almost instantly. I shot my load hard onto the blanket, and was shaking from how good it felt. Daddy wiped my softening clitty a little as he chuckled to himself once more, before closing and locking the cage door, followed by the rear doors of the van. Moments later I heard the van start up as my lust-haze melted away, and all that was left was a feeling of shame, dirtiness, and fear. My mind began to clear as my heart started beating faster, trying to guess which thing that Daddy was going to have me do next as the van went into motion, and sped away from the truckstop.

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The van didn't have many windows, but there wasn't a lot to see anyway where I was. Tucked neatly in a cage, my wrists and ankles were chained to the bars, and a ring gag kept my mouth open, at first drooling a bit, but over time my mouth started to become dry. The vibrating plug in my asspussy didn't slow at all. I could feel the bumps of the concrete as Daddy sped down the freeway, and I had no way of knowing how far he was taking me from the truckstop. Was it 30 minutes? 45? It was hard to say. At first I was filled with shame and fear after Daddy made my clitty cum in the cage, but as my thoughts wandered on the long ride, the haze of lust grew again.

My mind drifted to my chats with Daddy. I had been talking with him on and off for over a year, and he lived far enough away that meeting wasn't an easy thing. He knew how to talk to sissies like me, who needed a firm hand, coaxing, patience. He knew how to draw out my perverted fantasies, telling him my dirty desires, before planting the seeds of something dirtier in my mind. I told him of my desire to be tied up most of the time, to be made to serve cock, to serve many cocks at the same time while dressed like a sluttish schoolgirl bitch, and to not have a choice. He carried it farther, and it only made me hotter and hotter to hear about how he wanted to take me to the seedy places like the truckstop and pimp me to strangers. The fantasies spiraled off from there, and I was under his thrall.

Finally, after missed connections and all this time, Daddy told me. "This is your chance, slut. I'll be in the area for work, and if you think you can follow through and be a good slave for me, this is your only chance." He told me of the truckstop, what to dress in, what to bring, and to have the day free, because once I chose the path of my fantasies, he said I'd need it.

I was horny as ever when I felt the van start to slow down and make several turns. After some time, I felt us come to a stop, and Daddy exit the van. Moments later, the rear doors opened, and Daddy opened the cage & unlocked my chains. "Come on out, slut, time to stretch out a bit, you're probably a bit cramped.' I was, too. Being curled up in a small space like that wasn't something I was used to, so I took a moment with my new, short lived freedom to strech out as I crawled from the cage. As I did, I looked around at where we might be. It was a parking lot on a small hill, and as I turned my head, I saw the building we were parked near, with a sigh saying XXX BOOKSTORE & ADULT THEATER. I froze in place as I heard the familiar chuckling from Daddy.

"There it is, now you're getting it, Stacey. Like I said, you need a lot of practice if you're going to be a good cockwhore for Daddy. That's what you wanted, right, slut?" Daddy looked at me sternly while groping my ass under my skirt. All I could do was look at him with half-closed eyes, whimper through my gag, and nod while my cheeks burned in shame.

"Good Gurl. Come along." Daddy tugged on the leash as we walked along the parking lot towards the door of this seedy place. I wasn't even sure what town we were in anymore, I had heard & read about places like this, but I didn't know one was nearby. Daddy had put me through more than I had ever experienced before already, and I was more and more in his control. Nobody knew where I was, not even me, and there was no backing out as my horniness increased, feeling the vibrating plug with every step.

We passed over the threshold, and I could see rows and rows of dirty videos, magazines, and sex toys filling the space. Daddy exchanged nods with the clerk, who handed Daddy what looked like a key, and the clerk eyed me with a sinister smile as I was led past him. I wasn't sure what to do other than follow Daddy's lead, but as I looked around the store, I saw 6 or 7 men spread throughout the place, and they were beginning to take notice. Daddy tugged the leash when I slowed down to look. "On your hands and knees, Stacey, we're going for a little walk around the place." With my hands free, it was easier this time to sink to my knees, and I steadied myself on all fours as my leash was pulled again, and Daddy led me up and down the aisles past everyone there, a few of them following me as I was paraded around. Putting on a show like this was incredibly humiliating, and it only stoked my fire.

After becoming intimate with the floor of the bookstore, I was led down a hallway in the back. At the end, there was a curtain on the left, and a passageway on the right, all dimly lit. We turned to the right, and I saw that the hall doubled back around, and lined along the wall were booth doors, and I knew what was to happen next as Daddy took me to the end of the hall to the last door. Unlocking the booth door with the key he'd been given, Daddy made sure I entered the small space, and followed, closing the door behind us.

Daddy didn't waste much time as he took a coil of rope from his pack, crossing and binding my hands behind me, encasing my torso in a harness of rope. I felt more helpless than before in this small space that smelled of cum, trapped by my own desires. Daddy unzipped and pulled out his swollen cock, stroking it before removing the ring gag from between my teeth. He allowed me to stretch my jaw a big before pulling me towards him, and I began slobbering all over his dick, knowing I could do nothing else. I sucked him long and hard, and I saw flashes go off above me as Daddy took more pictures of my debauchery. After sucking him for a while in silence, I noticed some movement out of the corner of my eye, and for the first time I noticed the hole in the wall, and an eye looking at me as I gave Daddy a blowjob.

"I'm about to cum, Stacey, be sure to swallow it like a good bitch." Daddy grunted as he sped his thrusts, and in moments his seed flooded my mouth as I gulped down my reward. He had me lick him clean before zipping back up. I knelt there on the floor, now feeling that is was sticky with cum to go along with the smell. He pulled a small, low stool that was shoved into the corner of the space behind me, and sat me on it, my legs folded up underneath and my ankles straddling the sides. He positioned it so that I was facing the gloryhole in the wall, and proceeded to tie me to the stool as I took in the close-up view of fading and stained blue paint above the hole, catching glimpses of movement through what I could see.

Daddy proceeded to take my leash, and fed it through to the other side of the hole, along with a condom he retrieved from the bag. "You know what to do, Stacey. I don't want to hear any complaints about your performance, so be a good slut and make your customers happy. I'll be outside making sure it's safer for you." I nodded as best I could. Did he say 'customers'? was he charging these men to use me? I couldn't think straight anymore as the implications of the word washed over me, and I panted heavily under the fresh stab of lust as I felt a covered cock come through the hole and rest in-between my lips, slowly pushing in. I closed my painted lips around the anonymous cock, and I felt my leash pull through the hole as I was forced onto the invading rod, helpless to resist. I went to work on his cock as best I could, and after a while, it withdrew from the hole. I heard the sound of the rubber stretching as the condom was removed, and the cock returned to the edge of the hole as the faceless man began cumming all over my mouth, lips, and cheeks.

He wiped his cockhead on my face before pulling back out, and tugging the leash, lessening my slack against the wall. There must have been a hook or handle of some kind on the other side that he had attached the leash to, because I was unable to lean back from the hole any longer. I heard his door open, some shuffling, and then the door closing. Moments later there was another cock at my lips, and I began my next gloryhole blowjob, unaware of how many men might be lined up outside, unsure if Daddy was taking money from them, and helpless to resist my fate as a sissy gloryhole whore.

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There I was, trapped in a gloryhole booth on the wrong end of some nearby town. I didn't even know where Daddy had taken me, and it didn't matter at the moment. All that did matter was the second cock to come through the hole, into my waiting mouth. The unseen man had a grip on my leash, fed through the hole to help keep me in place. The ropes tied around my torso and legs, attaching me to the stool, kept me secure in my position as I sucked the stranger for all I was worth while the plug in my ass vibrated away. I looked sideways at the door as I bobbed my head, and saw that there was no handle, only a lock. I remembered hearing a click after Daddy closed the door, and my submission came crashing on me with each new thought.

What was I worth? Daddy called the men 'customers', and the thought that he might be turning me onto an actual whore fueled my already lust-ridden state. A firmer tug on my leash shook me out of my thoughts as the man held my mouth against the hole, pulling out his cock. moments later, condom removed, I felt more fresh cum coating my mouth and cheeks. I stayed firmly against the hole like that for another minute at least, the lower part of my face pulled clear through the hole. It was large enough for below my chin up to just below my eyes, and the fading blue of the wall was all I could see close up.

A third covered cock, larger than the last, pushed into my waiting mouth. I had no room to suck it, he simply fucked my face, gagging me, until he decorated my cheeks with his seed. The fourth gave slack on my leash again, but used it at his whim. A fifth, sixth, more came through in varying size and style. All of them treated my face like a cumdump, and I would never know who they were. Word must have gotten out about my services, because I counted a dozen cocks coming through that hole, more than the 6 or 7 men in the store when we entered. After the last one, I sat there in silence for a few minutes wondering when the next one was coming through, but instead, I heard the door unlock, and Daddy opened it up.

"Look at you, Stacey. You are a sight, all of that cum dripping on your face. I'm impressed, you didn't disappoint me at all. I think you've earned a rest. Your second and last one of the day perhaps? Would you like that, Slut?" I looked up at Daddy shyly and nodded my head, not sure if I was able to speak with all of the abuse I had received. Daddy took a towel and wiped off much of the cum from my face, and pulled my stool away from the wall. Daddy stroked my cheek for a second before slapping my face. Not hard enough to hurt, but enough to startle me.

"What do you say, bitch?" Daddy growled.

"Thank you Daddy" I managed to croak out. Daddy gave me a crooked smile as he moved to the door.

"Good Gurl, I'll be back shortly." Daddy closed the door, locking it behind him as I sat tied on the stool, left alone with my thoughts. I rubbed against the stool with the plug in my ass, trying to get some more stimulation. My horniness was in overdrive as I thought about the day's events so far, and how it might not be over yet still. I felt like I was on the edge of cumming for minutes, but couldn't quite get there, even with my clitty as hard as it was. I didn't have enough time to get over the edge, as Daddy suddenly opened the door, and began to untie me from the bench. He helped me stand up, my arms still wrapped in rope, crossed behind me, and grabbing my leash, slowly marched me from my booth.

I didn't have to wonder for long about what was next. Daddy rounded the corner of the small hallway, then straight through the curtain ahead. My heart skipped a beat as I saw rows of theater seats in front of a large screen, playing a movie of a busty blonde whore in bondage, being stuffed by many cocks. What looked like maybe a dozen heads turned to us as we entered, and my breathing got faster. Were these the men who had used me in the booth? They looked at me in the dim light, I couldn't quite make out their faces in the dark as Daddy led me past all of them to the front row. He turned me around, dr****g me over two of the seats looking towards the back, and all I could see was the bright light of the projector.

My leash was tied off to part of the seat, and I was once again immobile and partially blinded. Daddy stepped behind me, and I felt his cock resting against my asscheeks as he pulled the plug from my ass. It had stretched me out for a while now, and before it had the chance to close back up, I felt Daddy put his cock against my hole as he proceeded to fuck me in long strokes. "You've been very good so far, Stacey, but the day isn't over yet. These men paid good money to help break you in as a whore, and they haven't gotten a piece of your boipussy yet. You'll be glad I had that plug in you." Daddy grunted as he fucked into me faster, eventually cumming into his rubber. He slapped me on the ass as he came, then pulled out and off to the side, and moments later, my customers descended on me.

A cock entered each end of me at nearly the same time, and they wasted no time in pulling me back and forth between them. I kept up as best I could, more used to the treatment as they fucked into me like a cheap toy. I could barely think as I realized for sure, that Daddy was pimping me for real, and I had never felt so degraded or humiliated, and I had never been so turned on in my life. I saw camera flashes going off as I was used, Daddy taking more pictures of his whore. The cock in my ass came out, and once the rubber was off I felt cum blasting on my ass. The man in my mouth pulled out and came around and filled my ass back up as a fresh cock appeared in front of me, stuffing my mouth again as I moaned and whimpered.

All sense of time left me as each of the dozen cocks rotated from my mouth to my ass, and I was nothing but a helpless ragdoll in front of my perverted audience, lost in the thickest lust haze of my life. One by one they finished on my ass or my face, and I couldn't tell if some came back for more, completely losing track. After they were done with me, I just lay there numbly, shaking from how much I'd been debased. I dimly registered Daddy cleaning some of the mess from me, and helping me to my feet as he untied me, and guided me out of the theater. I heard some applause as I minced past the men on weak legs, but didn't dare lift my eyes from the ground with the shame & lust that crowded my mind. Out of the store we went, back to Daddy's van, and he bundled me back into the cage, locking me in place again before closing the rear doors and starting up the vehicle. I felt motion as Daddy pulled away from the store, and I was too exhausted to think about what might be next.

After a while, the van slowed, and I felt more turns before coming to a stop. Daddy opened the doors, unlocking the cage and pulling me out, but still perched on the edge of the van as he moved the cage further away. He pushed me in more as he climbed up, closing the doors behind him. Brushing past me, he sat on the cage, and unzipped his pants to pull out his half hard cock. Daddy tugged on the leash, prompting me to crawl right up to him. 'Start sucking, whore. Get me hard and make it good."

I took his cock in my mouth and began swirling my tongue around him as he spoke down at me. "There we go, Stacey. Now, listen carefully. I know you noticed that I've been recording you all day. You wouldn't believe how well it all turned out. Don't worry, I'll email you some of the highlights soon to see what kind of a fucktoy you were today. If you're a very good girl for me from now on, then they stay private.. well, for the most part. I'll block out your face for when I'm showing you off to possible new.... playmates. Otherwise, there's no telling were those pictures or videos might end up. That won't be much of a problem, though, right, Stacey? You'll be a good whore for me, and whoever I tell you, Right?" I looked up at him as I whimpered onto his now-hard cock, nodding. He pulled out of my mouth and gave me a stern look. I knew what he wanted me to say.

"Yes Daddy, I'll be a good whore for you, I want to be a good fucktoy for Daddy and his friends." I whimpered out as best I could. Satisfied, Daddy dragged me on my back onto the top of the cage, rolled one last condom on, and thrust back into me. He fucked me hard and fast with no regard for me.

"Stroke yourself until you cum, bitch, Do it now" Daddy growled as he pistoned away. I reached down and started stoking my throbbing clitty, and in seconds I was ready to cum for the second time in the day. My boipussy clamped around Daddy's cock as I began to cum in the strongest orgasm of my life, spraying seed all over my skirt, my hands, my belly, and Daddy groaned as he came as well. He pulled out and opened the van, having me exit after him, and he led me to my car. He handed me my bag, which had the keys in it, kept safe by him the whole time. I climbed into my car, knowing I'd start changing back into my boy clothes as soon as he was gone. Shame began to creep back onto me as the lust faded away.

"You'll hear from me soon, Stacey, and we can make some very, very fun plans. Oh, before I forget, This should cover your gas for today. Maybe next time, you'll get a bit more. For my good gurl." Daddy reached into his pocket and took out what looked like a couple of Twenties, folded them up, and stuck them into my mouth. I whimpered once more as he turned and left. I saw him get into his van and drive away. I sat there in utter shame and humiliation with a small piece of what I'd earned still between my teeth, and I felt myself getting hard again as I thought of the trap I was now in, knowing that I was now owned by him, and that I had no choice but to be Daddy's whore.

After all, I had asked for this, and it was what I deserved.