Daddy’s Princess Becomes His Naughty Whore
There is so much that led up to me being my daddy’s little business slut. For so long as far as everyone close to me knew I was a good girl. I always had good grades in high school, worked after school, went to church and did a lot of charity work for the community. Now that I was in college I was still that good girl….well on the outside anyway. I couldn’t help the naughty desires that kept creeping up on me.
I kept most of them bottled up in high school but as soon as I went off to college it was like the flood gates opened and I couldn’t stop myself from acting on my kinky thoughts! It didn’t take long before I had a totally separate secret life that I kept from everyone that really knew me. My close friends and family still saw me as the perfect student, daughter and friend. If they knew how much of a dirty daddy’s slut I had become they would probably disown me. Or so I thought.
I was home from college for the summer and I ended up with the house to myself for a week. My mom was visiting my grandmother and my dad was away on a business trip. I took full advantage of my alone time and called up some of the guys from school to come to keep me company. On Friday afternoon I was feeling particularly naughty. My parents weren’t due home until Sunday morning so I didn’t hesitate to have all three of my guy friends over to take turns in all of my holes!
I wasn’t holding back one moan and it felt amazing!
I was free to scream during my orgasms and verbalize every fucking command I wanted. Telling them to pound my slutty pussy or stretch my tight little ass was a big change from the whispered voices we had to keep back at school. We were just finishing up. All of the guys pulled out of me and started covering my face, tits, and ass in their spunk when I heard a noise at the door. I looked up to see my daddy standing there leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest watching his daddy’s little girl taking load after a load of cum at both ends.
I jumped up and tried to come up with something to say but it all came out in stuttered gibberish. The guys started freaking out. They grabbed as much of their stuff as they could and ran from the house butt-ass naked with their clothes still in their arms. I was always daddy’s little princess so after him catching me like this I knew I was in trouble. The thing that scared me the most was the calm silence from my daddy as he walked into my room and took me by the arm. He didn’t grab onto it roughly like I had expected.
Instead, it was more of a firm grip as he moved me to my feet then out of the room and down the hall to the spare bedroom.
As we entered the room he asked, “So, do you like being a little slut Brooke?” I was so caught off guard that I didn’t really think before I replied “Yes Daddy. I’m so sorry! I promise it won’t happen again.” “Oh?” he asked. “I’m pretty sure if you liked it that much you’ll be doing it again,” he continued. He told me to lie down on the bed face up. Since I had never been in trouble like this before, I was too scared to argue with him and just did as I was told.
His phone rang and he stepped out of the room to take the call. I strained to listen but I couldn’t make out his conversation only his muffled voice through the door. When he came back in he grabbed a hold of my ankle and began to fasten it into a strap that I had never noticed there before. Once he finished that one he moved to my other foot and secured that one as well. I asked what he was doing but wished I had just kept my mouth shut when he answered me. As he tied up my wrists he said that if I liked being a little slut so much then I might as well get used for a good cause.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Well baby girl, I’ve been trying so hard to close this business deal and you are going to help me now. If you like getting used to the way I found you when I walked in then I’m going to show you just how much of a slut some real men can make you feel.” I couldn’t help how quickly my pussy juices started flowing in anticipation. Was I really that much of a slut that the thought of my own daddy using me as a whore to close business deals turned me on?!? What the fuck! You don’t have to wait for part two of this sexy story to find out just how well my daddy’s business partners used me or even if I ended up helping him close that deal. Give your sexy phone sex slut a call and find out for yourself!!
