A Sissy's New Daddy Ch. 05

The hallway off the door ran to a dead end. I stepped through the door one foot at time, the first stop was so soft you would have thought I was stepping on ice. The music drowned out the click from my heels and gave me the confidence to move further inside. With the music so loud I felt like a ghost moving along the hall. The walls were rough with grime and graffiti almost every inch of the walls had something painted on it.

Three doors lined each side of the hallway most of them were closed but I passed one that was open. I didn't want to peak in, but I couldn't help it. Inside the room were two woman and two men. One of the women was naked from the waist down and laying on a table with her butt in the air, she was Hispanic and looked like she had seen better days. One of the men was sitting hunched over her ass with a Tattoo pin. He was an unhealthy skinny and his pure white skin glowed next to his neon green spiked hair. The other man was large and spent a lot of time in the gym, his skin was the color of milk chocolate. He was leaning in the far corner with his head tilted back with the second woman on her knees in front of him. She was barely dressed in tiny little vinyl skirt and a mesh top. Her wrists were hidden by a couple of dozen metal bracelets; She had teased her hair out so she looked like a seventies porn star.

It was the woman getting the tattoo that noticed me first. She said something but I couldn't hear her, the man in the back did. I don't know how he heard her over the music, maybe it wasn't as loud as I remember and maybe I did hear her but either way I don't remember what she said. He pulled the woman in front of him off of his cock and let her fall on to her butt, she looked over at me with glossed over eyes. She wasn't wearing anything under the skirt or the mesh top that was when it occurred to me that I was looking at two pros and their pimp. She was quite a bit younger than the other woman but looked similar enough that I guessed they were related.

A hard smack across my face brought my attention back to the large black man, who was now standing in front of me. After he smacked me and I looked at him the man realized that my face was covered in cum. Wiping his hand on my shoulder, the only clean part of my dress he spoke to me "Tell me bitch, you looking for work? I know a few people that wouldn't mind dumping a few loads into a slut like you."

That tattoo artist said something and the pimp waved him off, I didn't hear what either of them said I was to focused on the pimps cock. He hadn't bothered to put it back in his pants; It was huge and dipping wet with the younger woman's saliva. "You want that honey, You just go on and take a taste. You know you want some of Tyrones cock. If you are really good I will let you swallow it. Are you really good?"

I nodded yes as I dropped to my knees. Tyrone smiled as he guided my head to his cock. As I licked away the other woman's spit I could taste his skin and he was divine. I sucked his cock completely into my mouth and throat. When I felt his pubic hair begin to tickle my nose I sucked in a breath of air savoring his musky scent. I had barely had a chance to enjoy him when Tyrone grabbed my ears and began pounding my face. And just as quickly I was pulled away. The older woman was whispering in Tyrones ear, You could tell her words were sweet but she had nothing but a nasty glare for me. She kept stroking his cock, and when I saw it start to twitch I opened my mouth. The older woman snorted and turned his cock so that it splattered on my face and dress. Tyrone let out a deep sigh as he slipped his softening cock back into his pants.

The older woman looked me up and down before using her foot to push me to the ground. "Listen to me you little puta-boi, You come up in my business again I will turn your little white ass out to a pack of dogs. Then you will really know what it is like to be a bitch."

I scrambled out of the room as quick as I could. The rest of the doors were closed, and I wasn't going to try them. What I thought was the end of the hall was actually a junction to the left and right were open rooms with swivel chairs and tattoo pens. The overhead lights were out but there was enough light streaming in from the front for me to see my way around. I could hear people up front but the light streaming in made me leery of walking out into the open. I was about to turn back when I heard Daddy call me. "There are cameras you little slut get out here."

The front windows were tinted but I still felt like I was walking out into the brightest light I had ever seen. Stepping around the corner I watched an old woman route through a giant purse looking for her car keys. She looked up at the windows and looked right at me, I don't think she could see me. And even if she could see me, at that distance all she probably saw was a young woman in a white dress.

"So you want this Slut marked as yours, right." A voice barked from behind me. I don't know how he got there but before I could react to his voice he had pushed me forward and bent me over the small front counter.

"Jesus man not on the counter did you see that bitches dress." Said the man standing next to Daddy, he was large and for someone working in a tattoo shop had surprisingly few tattoos. He was dressed in a cargo jeans and a leather vest with one of those nametag patches that uniforms usually have, it said 'Master'. That made me think he was the owner, though he was careful to never make it clear he owned the place. So I don't know if he was covering his tracks or trying not to piss off who ever really owned the place. As I was pulled off of the counter he turned his attention back to Daddy, "What did you bring her straight here from a Gang bang?"

Daddy rolled his eyes and raised his hands into the air, "You know how these Sissy's are, the second they are near a cock they spread their little legs so fast it's pathetic. I told it we had an appointment this morning. I get a text first thing to pick it up at some Flop house over in Little Havana."

Standing there listening to the lies Daddy was spewing I wished I was bent over the counter again at least then I wouldn't have to see the disgusted look on Masters face. The other one, the one who I had only felt not seen, he took the story as an invitation to fondle me some more. He lifted up the back of my skirt, holding it against my neck as he shoved two fingers into my boipussy. Feeling the egg still deep inside me he giggled like a child and flipped in to high.

My body was racked with a powerful spasm as wave after wave of vibrations pulsed in my boipussy. I was hard and spurting within seconds, shooting my load all over the floor. The man behind me leaned close to my ear and whispered. "Go on now you little cunt use that tongue of yours to clean that mess up."

The creep kept ahold of my skirt as I knelt down, lifting it right off my head. The neon pink lingerie glowed in the dim room. The battery box to my vibrator was unclipped from the dress and wrapped around my neck, with the wired controller still around at my back. The creep let out a moan as he brought is foot up to my boipenis. He pressed my member into my stomach and began rubbing it back and forth. It wasn't pleasurable but I moaned just the same. The puddle of cum I had dripped onto the floor was already starting to get cold. As quick as I could I slurped the mess up. Standing up right I was greeted by a big smile from Daddy. I looked over my shoulder and was surprised by the creep. He was skinny and pale, though his teeth which shown in his big grin where an immaculate white.

My dress fascinated Creep, he didn't even take his eyes off it when I moved so that I could keep an eye on him as well as the others. He rubbed a wet spot between his fingers mumbling to himself. The three of us just watched him, with a mixed feeling of pity and disgust. It was weird for me to be on the opposite end of that moment. After what seemed like an eternity he looked up from the cum soaked garment. "I want to buy the dress."

Daddy without missing a beat answered him, "Twenty, and you have to provide it something to wear home. For an extra ten you can have the lingerie."

Creep laid the dress atop my head and started fishing into his pocket. He pulled out a few crumpled up bills, a few coins and tattered old condom. He uncurled the money until he had two twenties, He would have kept working but, that was when Daddy stopped him, "Forty even and you can have the shoes."

"DEAL." The creep yelled as his eyes lit up with a fire that made me very uneasy. "Come on now freak, get my clothes off your nasty little body."

Kicking off my heels I started to undress. The bra was the easiest I unsnapped it, letting it fall to the floor. I was angry and not thinking when I unhooked the garter belt, it fell away too, just not as far since it was still attached to my legs. I didn't bother detaching the garters straps I just pushed the stockings down off my legs and balled the whole mess up before tossing it too creep. "There you go all my clothes."

Creep just shook his head and reached out tugging on the panties that were wrapped around my cock. I reached down and tried to untie them. Daddy had knotted them so that I couldn't reach the knot. While I was trying to turn over my sold clothing Daddy and Master wondered in back, leaving me alone with creep. Once we were alone Creep didn't waste any time, he dropped down and untied the panties. I let out a quite squeak when I felt his tongue against my boipenis. He took me into his mouth and sucked me till I was hard. Creep pulled my boipenis from his month and then gently turned me around. Once my back was too him he wrapped my former panties around my member as he slowly turned the vibrator to its highest setting. Once it was on he knelt down and using his free hand tried to spread my cheeks. I didn't know what he was going to do but I wanted to help, I reached back and spread my cheeks wide and was rewarded by his tongue.

With me holding my cheeks open he was free to wrap his other hand around me. With two hands he made sure the panties were complete covering the head of my boipenis. All my climaxes were starting to wear on me and it took me a few minutes to cum, but when I did it was amazing, Creep didn't stop licking me until I was so week I could barely hold myself up.

As we untangled from each other I went left and creep backed away. Sitting on the floor I watched as Creep brought my panties to his mouth and sucked all of my cum out of them. Sitting there Creeps hips started to jerk and and then he let out a deep and pleasant sigh. He jeans were dark but when he stood I thought I could make out a wet spot. He walked over to me and in one motion stuffed the panties in his pocket and pulled a small folding knife from his pocket. He flipped the knife open like it was an old school switch blade.

In a flash Creep was on me, his nostrils flaring and his eyes filled with crazy as he grabbed my face. He jerked my face to the side holding my mouth and nose closed. He jammed his knee between my legs and slipped into the hole he created. Pressing the blade against the skin between my boipenis and boipussy he whispered into my ear. "You say anything you little wannabe cunt and I will come to your home and paint the walls you understand."

My body ran cold and I every joint in my body locked, thankfully Creep didn't care if I responded. As soon as his speech was done he dropped me to the ground and grabbed the bundle of my old clothes and walked out. As soon as he was out the door I bolted around the corner to find Daddy. I was going to offer anything to get out of there, except I couldn't Daddy was gone. Master was standing there alone counting a wad of cash. I started to step past him but he stopped me. "A deal was made Sissy, and I honor my deals. I don't want to tie you down but I will if you even look like you're going to run."

"I won't run, you don't need to tie me down. I was promised clothes that was a deal too." I said my voice so weak it pulled any punch more words carried.

Master stopped counting the money and walked over to me he gently raised me chin so I was looking him in the eye. "You were promised clothes to go home in, so when it's time to leave John will get some clothes for your little tart ass. When. You. LEAVE. Not a moment before."

"I don't want you scaring off my normal customers, so we are going to set you up in the first room on the right. The door is unlocked. Lie down on the table I will be in there in a minute." Master said as he gave me a hard slap on the ass and sent me on my way. I was comfortable naked, I wasn't covered in cum or woman's clothes. I was just me.

The room was almost identical to the room the prostitutes had been in but this one was empty. I flipped the light on and climbed onto the table in the middle of the room. I figured Daddy was going to get me a typical tramp stamp so I laid down on my stomach. Laying there naked I realized just how cold the room was. The longer I was there alone the more uncomfortable I became. I turned my head away from the door and closed my eyes. I don't know if I fell asleep but I didn't hear anyone enter the room. It wasn't till I felt a hand on my backside that I realized I wasn't alone. My body jerked at the touch and I looked to my right. Tyrone was standing there with one hand on my neck while his other played with my boipussy.

"I was serious sweet thing. You say the word and I will have a place for you to stay right now, we walk out the back and you come live with me and my girls." Tyrone said as he slipped a finger inside me. "I'll smooth things over with Tommy. I send a lot of work his way."

I don't know why but for a second I considered it, then I remembered the old woman. Daddy had humiliated me but he had never gone that far. Tyrone pushed the egg deeper inside me as he slowly turned the setting higher. The deeper it went the more I was lost in lust. Tyrone's words mixed with my rising member and I moaned yes. Tyrone Chuckled aa he said " I knew you would want to come with a real man like me."

My eyes snapped open as Tyrone took my arm and started to stand me up, "NO, no no no. I don't want to go with you."

Tyrones eyes turned dark as he sneered at me. "What you think I ain't good enough for your little faggot ass. You little bitch, I have seen the cheapest street hoe who had more class then you. Maybe I ought to take you with me anyways teach you some manners."

Before I could beg him to leave me alone the door opened and Master, Tommy came in. "What the hell."

Tyrone shoved his finger, and the egg, as deep into me as he could before he looked over his shoulder at Tommy smiling, "What? I just wanted a piece of this fine specimen you got here."

"I told you not to try and recruit my customers." Tommy said as he stepped in. He moved around making sure Tyrone had a clear path to the door.

"Maybe I should find another shop." Tyrone said as he popped his finger from my boipussy.

"Good luck finding one that lets you pay in blowjobs." Tommy responded his fingers twitching ready for a fight.

"Why you trying to mess up a good thing? I keep your employees happy." Tyrone shoved his fingers in my mouth to clean them off.

"And I keep your product branded. So why are YOU trying to mess up a good thing?" Tommy said as he stepped toe to toe with Tyrone. "Any shop will let you trade a fuck for some ink. But none of them will have lines as clean as mine, and you know it."

"Your right, I gotta protect my brand after all." Tyrone pulled his fingers from my mouth with an audible pop. With nothing left to say between the two Tyrone left.

Tommy waited a few minutes after Tyrone left, just standing there staring at the door. Finally he turned his attention to me. He looked me over and I could see in his eyes that he wanted to fuck me right then and there. I reached back and spread my cheeks while gently biting my lip. Giving my ass a gently squeeze Tommy said, "Not yet, Get that vibrator out and roll over."

The egg had been pushed so deep by Tyrone that it took me a few minutes to get it out. Once it was out and I unwrapped the cord from around my neck Tommy took it and tossed it on the floor underneath the bed. I rolled over as Tommy rolled a stool next to me midsection. He had a disposable razor and a can of shaving cream in his hands. He set the two down and then reached up taking my boipenis into his hands. He gently spread my legs slightly before pushing my testicles up into my body. Once they were hidden away he tucked me shaft between my legs. I squeezed tight and smiled. Tommy ran his hand across the skin above my boipenis and nodded. I was as smooth as a baby.

While Tommy was putting away the razor I looked down at myself. With my boipenis tucked away I now had a little slit, just like a real girl. I reached down and ran my finger along it. I shivered as I closed my eyes and imagined for just a moment what could have been. I snapped out of the day dream when Tommy smacked my hand away and started to rub a bar of deodorant on the skin just above my boipenis. Once he had a thick layer of white chalky residue he laid down a piece of paper and with a purple outline. He pressed the paper into me smoothing out any bubbles. Once that was done he pulled it off, it looked like an ultra sound for my future tattoo.

The pen hurt at first but after about thirty minutes I became numb to the pain. I was in the chair for 3 hours before Tommy got tired. He completed Daddy's branding above my boipenis and then he started a second tattoo on my lower back.

Standing up Tommy stretched and gave me a hard smack on the ass. "Alright slut, I need a break."

I started to get up but Tommy pushed me back down. He unzipped his pants as he was kicking off his boots. With his boots off Tommy was able to easily step out of his pants. Once he was naked from the waist down Tommy climbed up onto the table. He pushed my legs apart draping them over the sides of the small table. He rubbed the head of his cock across the opening to my boipussy and then gently entered me. It felt so good to be full again I moaned as he slowly pounded in and out of me. I begged him to fuck me harder to make me cum when he did, but he wouldn't he just kept his slow and steady pace. I begged and begged but Tommy ignored me. I started to feel Tommy twitch I was sure he was about to explode except he didn't instead he stopped moving with his cock buried deep inside me. I felt his stubble against my neck as he leaned in and nibbled on my ear. He pushed his hands under me and squeezed my flat sissy tits as he pinched my nipples. He stopped biting my ear long enough to whisper to me, "Come on Angie, beg Daddy to fill your pussy with his Cock Juice."

"Ohh, Daddy." I was surprised at how weird it felt to be calling a third man Daddy but I carried on just the same raising my voice as high as I could without sounding like a mouse. "Please, oh please pump my pussy full of your cock juice. It has been so long since I you blessed me with your seed."

"That isn't how a Bimbo talks now is it." Tommy grumbled right before he bit down on my ear. The pain was befuddling I replayed my words back in my mind and then his. It took a second but I realized I knew what he wanted to hear.

"Ohh Daddy, please ram your massive cock into Angie's pussy. Angie doesn't feel special unless Daddy is filling her with his cock juice." That was it, that was what he wanted to hear. Tommy started pounding in and out of my boipussy so hard I was surprised that I didn't cum instantly. I don't know how to describe it other than to say that it showed once again that I was made to be used my men, but the instant I felt his cum flood into my boipussy I shot a load. As he milked his cock dry in my backside Tommy slowed his pace. With each thrust the head of my tiny excuse of a penis rubbed against the vinyl bench and I was racked with a powerful orgasm. I closed my eyes and buried my face into the benches plush cushion. I was so caught up in my pleasure that it wasn't till Tommy pulled out of me that I realized we weren't alone.