1. Daddy's Party Girl


    Date: 8/6/2018, Categories: Fetish, Gay, Author: waraxe13, Source: xHamster

    I'd sunk so low since that time that Daddy had bred me. He'd soon persuaded me into darker, more decadent forms of filth. When we got out of the car he led me by the collar to the club. There was a small neon sign above the door, flickering and flashing in pink. It was called pistols. Muffled techno was coming from upstairs. He hammered on the door three times, and a slot was swished back. Brooding eyes appeared and then the slot was slid back into place with a clang. Bolts were unlocked slowly and methodically, and the door squeaked open. A stark white face with piercing eyes glared at me from the shadows as I was led to the counter. As Daddy was paying for our entry, the eyes came forward. 'You mind if I take a turn of this?' Said the bouncer, his big, rough paw gliding slowly up and over my fishnets and under my pink miniskirt. 'Maybe later,' Said my Daddy. I followed my Daddy up the stairs and he said, 'You like that slut? You want me to give you over to him?' 'No Daddy. Please no.' I was terribly afraid, my legs shaking in the strappy heels. Christ, what had I got myself in for? We stopped at another door and Daddy f***ed me against the wall. 'It's party night tonight slut. So you better do as I say.' 'I nodded meekly, not able to look at him. He searched around in his leather jacket and produced a baggy full of yellow and blue pills. He carefully knocked one of each out, taking the blue himself. 'Stick your tongue out.' I did and he pressed the yellow one onto my ...
    tongue. We went inside. It was dark and the music was loud. Lights danced around the room and I could make out shapes on the dance floor. Slutty little girls dancing provocatively. Daddy led me to one of the booths that lined the room and had me sit across his lap. I felt so exposed, as I sat on his lap, My skirt barely covered my little cock, I mean clit, and it was there for the world to see. Daddy sat there idly twiddling with my little prince albert piercing that he'd f***ed me to have a couple of months ago. I couldn't get hard; it was the d**gs, see? It just sort of got hard in the centre, but was just a little nub, a little clit. A waitress sassed over in a maid's outfit and beamed at us, her eyes undressing me. 'Oooh hello Master Mick. Who's this?' 'My new sissy, Abbie,' He said, as he lifted up my 'The usual?' Daddy nodded, 'Get her a special cocktail.' She curtsied and left to fulfill Daddy's order, wafting her arse across the dance floor. The first cocktail seemed to hit me straight between the eyes. It didn't taste pleasant. It had a metallic tang to it and soon my nervousness seemed to fall off me. The room started to dance and spiral and I didn't realise that I was rubbing my pussy against my Daddy's crotch. 'Not yet slut,' He said, as he lit a cigar. 'But Daddy, I'm so horny,' I purred, grinding harder, 'I want you Daddy.' 'I'll decide what you want,' He said, squeezing my little balls. I yelped in surprise. 'Why don't you go dance with the other girls for a bit. ...
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