A Sissy's New Daddy Ch. 02

As I sat down the chair actually started to shake from the Vibrator. My breath started to quicken and my cock got hard for a fourth time in an hour. Destroyer's turn came up and I was worried that he would make me jack-off again. Instead, he made me down the glass of cum in one gulp. As the last of the cum slipped down my throat I prepared myself for what I had to say. Somehow, my sign-off seemed worse than my introduction, I don't know why. Delaying as long as I could, I finally said what was expected of me. "Sissy has to go now; Sissy is sorry that it is leaving but hopes its humiliation pleased you."

I had hoped that Daddy would allow me to get dressed. Sadly, he just ordered me to his house, as is. I hadn't even taken two steps before the vibrator started working its way out of my boipussy. In my head, I could hear all the users in the chat room laughing at me as I reached around behind me and pushed the vibrator back up into my abused hole. I held it in place while I walked, which made it take a few minutes longer to get over to Daddy's house, thankfully he had left the connecting gate in the back yard unlocked so I wasn't forced to flash all our neighbors again.

My mother's panties were still sitting on Daddy's back porch; I couldn't take my eyes off of them as I knocked on the back door. Daddy opened the door and just stood there waiting for me to realize I was ignoring him. After a brief moment Daddy's patience wore out and he reached out, grabbing my boipenis and jerking me forward. The sudden motion knocked me off balance, my arms shoot out to the side and I grabbed the doorframe to steady myself. I felt it moving only an instant before I heard the crash, and it was more what I suddenly didn't feel then what I actually did. The vibrator worked itself out of my boipussy, and crashed to the ground.

The vibrator buzzed loudly on the floor, but Daddy didn't release his grasp. Instead, he dragged me through his house, holding my penis like a leash. He retrieved a video camera from a room that only a truly demented person would call a study. When we returned to the porch, Daddy released my penis and pointed to the bouncing vibrator. "So I have a new game for you. I want you to pick up your mother's lover."

As I reached down to pick up the vibrator, Daddy delivered a fierce slap to my ass. I shot back up and he let out a little chuckle. "Not with your hands, silly Cuntboi"

Daddy pushed me out onto the patio and brushed past me to retrieve my mother's panties. Setting the video camera down on a small end-table; Daddy grabbed my hands, and using my mother's panties, tied them tight. Before leaving me, Daddy reached down and slipped two fingers into my boipussy. Giving me a couple of quick thrusts, he says, "You pussy is getting a bit sloppy there, isn't it honey. Well, maybe if you put on a really degrading show, I will give it a break the rest of the night."

I started to get down on my knees, but Daddy stopped me again. Bending at my waist while teetering on heels was nearly impossible, so I was forced to spread my legs wide. I felt my cheeks start to spread as I began biting at the vibrator. On my third attempt I was able to get my teeth around the tip of the device but the second I started to stand up it slipped to the floor. Daddy laughed and told me I now had a time limit, sixty seconds. I started to panic, and spent half my time getting nowhere. When I finally did get my lips around the vibrating toy I realized just how nasty it had gotten. I pushed past the feeling of disgust, and braced the back of the vibrator against the floor as I pushed it deep into my mouth. I clamped down with my teeth and stood up.

My vision went blurry as I stood too quickly and I almost lost my balance again. Thankfully, Daddy was there to catch me. He took a hold of the vibrator, switching it off before he fucked my mouth with it. He made sure to catch the whole obscene act on video. As he switched the camera off Daddy pulled the vibrator from my mouth. "You are so obedient, I could just kiss you."

I don't know what I was thinking, but I closed my eyes and parted my lips. I wanted him to kiss me; I wanted him to show that he did care for me and that I was more than just some toy for him to play with until he was bored. He leaned in, past mouth to my ear and whispered in a tender voice. "But I don't kiss trash."

The vibrator was shoved back in my mouth as Daddy took a hold of my penis. Once I again I was led around like an animal. Daddy took me to a guest bathroom and let me go. He flipped the shower on and left calling out to me as he did "You have 15 minutes to get cleaned up."

The chance to clean myself up was a welcome moment until I stepped into shower. Daddy had turned the shower as hot as it would go. I cried out and started to grope for the controls only to find Daddy had removed them. The shower was little more than a stall so there was nowhere for me to go I grabbed a bar of soap and washed myself off as quickly as I could. Steam was rolling off of me as I stepped from the shower. My body had warmed enough that I started to shiver in the bathroom. Looking around I realized that the closest thing to a towel in the room was the rug I was standing on. Daddy came in holding a small hand towel.

"What are you?" Daddy asked. My confusion must have been obvious, because Daddy asked me again. "I said, what are you?"

When I didn't answer, Daddy stepped past me and fiddled with the shower. With the shower situated, Daddy turned to me running his fingers through my hair. Once his hand was on the top of my head, Daddy squeezed. Hair twisted into his fingers as he ripped it from my scalp. Once he had a firm grip, Daddy pushed me back into the shower. The water that had been scalding a few minutes ago was now frigid. My body recoiled, and my already small penis shriveled up into me. "One last time. What are you?"

I screamed out that I was a sissy, but Daddy said no. Next, I said I was His sissy but he still did not release me. The mantra finally kicked into my head, and I screamed out as loud as I could, "I am a dumb sissy cunt who needs to stop pretending it can think"

As soon as I was done speaking, Daddy pulled me from the shower and released my hair. I fell to the ground instantly; and Daddy dropped the small towel on top of me. He turned the shower off and started to leave. When he got to the door, he turned back and said to me "That is how you will introduce yourself all night. You are not to look any man in the eyes tonight. You are not a man, you are a sissy. I have an outfit laid out for you in the bedroom. Dry off and get dressed. I will be waiting in the living room."

Drying off as much as I could with the tiny towel, I started to rub my arms, hoping to warm up. I hung the soaked towel and started to look for my clothes. The bedroom ended up being directly across the hall from the bathroom. It was a girl's room and hadn't been lived in for a while. The walls were still covered in posters for bands that all the cool kids had stopped listening to three of four summers ago. Sitting on the bed was a small pile of clothes. They weren't my mother's, which surprised me. They were close to my size but not quite a perfect match. The outfit Daddy had decided I would wear that night was far from original; he had me dressing as a slutty borderline skanky schoolgirl. Laid out on the bed was pile of women's clothes. Looking through it I found a pair of white stay up stockings, six-inch heels and a skirt that was barely as long as my hand. The blouse was no better; it was completely transparent and would show off the neon pink bra provided. The only part of the outfit that was even close to normal was the panties. Daddy had left for me a pair of white cotton bikini panties.

I slipped the panties on first. They were soft but nowhere near as wonderful as satin. The bra came next; it had holes cut into the cups letting my nipples through. Putting on the blouse, I realized Daddy had snipped every one of the buttons off. I tied it off just below the bra. Catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror I had to admit I looked temping. The cotton panties hugged my ass perfectly and were transparent enough that my little boipenis was just barely visible.

Without much left, I opted for the stockings next. There were cheap, not nearly as fine as the ones my mother owned, but they felt smooth nonetheless as I slid them up my legs. I slipped on the heels and slowly stood. I grabbed the skirt and walked closer to the mirror. Turning my back to the mirror I took a moment to examine my ass. It really did look good in those panties.

A noise at the door drew my attention. Daddy was waiting and for a moment I caught him smirking, but he quickly masked his excitement with indifference. I smiled at him and was overcome by the strangest urge; I wanted desperately to kiss him. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck, hugging him. I held the hug because for a moment just a moment I felt happy. Daddy reached around cupped my ass cheek. I wiggled into his hand and kissed him on the cheek, but then Daddy ruined the moment. Giving my ass a hard smack Daddy pushed me away. "Come on Slut puppy, get your dress on and hurry. We only have about five minutes and I want to get some food in you. You are going to need it."

The skirt was a lot like the blouse, except Daddy had decided to leave me one button. Wrapping the skirt around my waist, I hurried down the hall after Daddy. The skirt had a bounce to it that I was sure the men that night would enjoy. I walked into the Kitchen right after Daddy and my heart sank. Sitting on the counter was a dog bowl, with my name on it. Not Sissy, not slut or any of the other degrading names people had called me; no it had my name etched into the front, Billy Masters.

Sitting next to the bowl was a half-eaten sandwich and a small bag of chips. Daddy dumped them both into the bowl and went over the sandwich with a fork and knife cutting it into bit size pieces. Once he was done he mixed the whole thing up with a twisted smile. He pushed the dog dish toward me with a nod. Cautiously I reached in to take a piece, but I quickly jerked my hand back when Daddy shook his head no. Daddy picked up the bowl and set it down in the middle of the floor. "Turn around, I want to make sure you know your place."

Turning around Daddy pulled my hands together and tied them tight. I couldn't tell what he used but I imagined it was my mother's panties again. I dropped to my knees and took a small bite. The food was fresh, which surprised me. I figured Daddy would have given me day old food. As I swallowed the first bite, something came over me. I hadn't eaten in almost twenty-four hours and was suddenly starving. I buried my face in the food and before I knew it the bowl was empty, and I was licking the bottom.

Daddy just started laughing and looked back just as he was setting his camera down. I started to wonder how many pictures Daddy had taken when he motioned for me to stand up. I could feel bits of food around my mouth, I couldn't raise my eyes to meet Daddy's gaze which gave him immense pleasure, I am sure. Daddy started playing with my nipples, getting them hard as he made me an offer. "I want to post those pictures on your website, but I decided that you may have flaunted that little boipussy a little too much. So I decided to make you a deal. Once all the guests have arrived, if you tell them that your panties just aren't slutty enough and make you feel too pure and then offer the biggest cock there your panties as a memento, I will keep these pictures in my private collection."

A doorbell blared before I could answer, and Daddy motioned for me to get the door. I hurried to the door and put my hand on the deadbolt before I took a moment to realize what I was doing. Wearing six-inch heels made it easy for me to see out of the peephole. Looking out at the overweight man on the other side, I felt my stomach turn. It made sense though, of course Daddy wouldn't invite over a bunch of hunky looking men, he wanted to humiliate me, so he made sure they were all just a bit less than desirable.

Over the next twenty minutes, Daddy's living room filled with men, sixteen in all. Daddy had said there would only be fifteen but one of his friends brought his son along. I recognized Earl Jr. He had graduated my freshmen year. He was a plump young man who looked almost nothing like his father, save for his eyes and mouth. Earl Sr. was the best looking of the bunch and I found myself desperate to get a peek inside his pants. The rest of the group was all well over forty and a few looked like they had already been drinking. I spent the time until everyone arrived going between the door and the kitchen passing out drinks. Every time I delivered a drink I was given a tip, it was usually in the form of a vicious pinch under my skirt.

With everyone seated and drinking, Daddy stood up and motioned for me to join him. I knelt in front of him and listened while Daddy spun the most ludicrous tale I had ever heard. "So as you all know, this little piece of sissy ass kneeling before me here has been begging me to help it reach its." Daddy paused as if looking for the right word, and then continued "Potential, yeah its full potential. I have watched it over the past few years blossom into a nice obedient slut. I mean you should have seen the web show it put on a few hours ago. I'm getting ahead of myself here. This little fuck monkey asked me to give it a name. Now I am terrible at naming pets, I always have been. So, I figured we would have a little party and get this whore a good name."

My jaw was clenched shut because I was trying desperately not to start bawling. "So, any ideas?"

The room fell quite for a moment and then it started. Lindsey, Brittany, Mary Ann, Betty -- The names were called rapidly, so fast actually that Daddy could barely keep up with them as he wrote the suggestions down. Daddy raised a hand to quite the crowd "Okay, Okay, we have enough."

Before Daddy could finish, Earl Sr. cut him off "One more for the list. Gladys."

My head jerked to look at the man so fast I actually hurt myself. Gladys was my favorite Grandmothers name. It was an old enough name that I knew it wasn't a coincidence. Daddy added it to the list and explained the rules. There were sixteen men and each one got one vote. There would be a round of voting and then I would get a chance to sway the voters. Looking at me Daddy told me that I could do whatever I wanted to get someone to change his vote EXCEPT offer a blowjob. Daddy made clear that I was going to suck every cock there that night. It was going to be my way of thanking each man for helping me find a new name.

Right before the first round of voting Earl Jr. asked about food. Food reminded me of lunch and the pictures. I cleared my throat, but no one acknowledged me. Raising my hand felt stupid but I didn't know what else to do. I stood there for almost a minute with my hand in the air before one of the guest pointed to me and called out to Daddy, "Looks like the Slut has something to say."

"It's my panties." And that was it that was all I said I just stood there for a few seconds staring at all the men who were going to use me like a plaything and I couldn't speak. A smile twitched and I closed my eyes for a breath and then spoke. "These panties just feel weird. They are so. . ."I stopped again, only this time I did it for effect as I lifted my skirt. "Pure. I mean does something so sweet really belong on a slut like me?"

That line got a laugh, which gave me some confidence. I started walking around the room approaching each man, letting my hand brush across his crotch. Every hand I passed mauled me. Every hand, that is, except Earl Jr's. He gently cupped my ass, not a squeeze or a pinch, Jr. just held it for a moment before letting go. I was about to explain Daddy's plan when some called out that he would buy my panties for five dollars. Thankfully, I was looking at Daddy when it happened because I saw his face light up and I knew his plans had changed. After this morning I decided I was in full earn praise mode. I turned to the man that had shouted out five dollars and pouted at him. "Only five dollars, for the panties that have kept my boipussy warm ALL DAY."

Who cares if it was a lie, the next bid was twenty. It went back and forth among the men till Earl Jr. cried out, one hundred. The room went silent; I quickly pranced over to him and planted a kiss on his cheek. I saw Daddy smirk out of the corner of my eye and I knew the bidding was over. I put my back to Junior and bent at the waist sliding the panties down my legs. I stepped out of them waved them in the air before pushing them into his hand and giving his cock a squeeze. It was rock hard under his pants.

"Well then, let's get down to voting." Daddy said as he turned to the board. Earl was fishing a bill from his wallet, shooting his father sideways glances clearly terrified. Senior was throwing daggers at Junior. I had never been the stand-up type; that was my brother, but in that moment I wanted desperately to distract Senior. I stepped around Junior and lewdly grabbed Seniors cock through his jeans; he sucked in a gulp of air and closed his eyes. "I cast my vote for Gladys; the rest of course will be secret ballots. We don't to make this too easy for Cumbucket over there."

"Hold on a minute." Senior practically boomed in the small room. I had let Daddy pull my attention away from Senior and I was worried Junior would be in trouble. I started to nibble on his ear but he pushed me away. I would have fallen to the ground if Junior hadn't caught me, and for the second time I realized that Junior was different. While helping me balance, Junior never once tried to take advantage of me. "Junior here may be a little limp wristed, but he sure as hell isn't paying a hundred for some sissy's panties."

I could see Daddy was about to get angry, and somehow I knew it would be my fault. I acted quickly and without thinking. "What if I give Junior here, a nice, private little fuck."

I have a feeling that Senior wanted to object but Daddy stepped in before he could say anything. Grabbing both Junior and I and ushering us off to the spare bedroom where I got dressed. Junior entered first and Daddy grabbed my arm yanking me back before I could follow. "If he doesn't come back with the biggest damn smile then our deal is off, am I clear?"

I nodded yes and stumbled into the room with Daddy's hand forcing each step. The door closed with a thump and I was left wondering what my plan was beyond this point. Junior reached out and touched my cheek, his hands were rough but his touch was gentle. Any thoughts of talking or getting to know each other were lost when he grabbed my face and brought his lips to mine. I felt a jolt, it started the instant his lips touched mine and it rolled through my entire body. His tongue slipped past into my mouth and played with mine.

Junior wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me in tight. His cock pressed through our layers of clothes and nestles right against my penis. I snaked my arms around his and I started to wonder if this is what love is supposed to be. I had only been with two men and both had forced me to be with them. As juniors hands cupped my ass and his lips moved to my neck, I felt a desire I had never before felt in a partner. As he sucked on my neck I let out a soft moan, "Oh god, I want your cock. I need you in me now."

With little effort Junior lifted me up, carrying me to the bed. I braced myself for him to throw me on the bed. Only he didn't, Junior laid me down on my back and slipped his hand into my shirt tweaking my nipples. I started to roll over to let Junior take me from behind, but Junior stopped me. He took hold of my ankles and lifted my legs above his shoulders. I heard Junior un zip his pants and the rustle of them falling to the floor. I felt his cock bounce free of his underwear and thump into my thigh.