Daddies Whore 1

“So what’s this that I hear you’ve been cutting school? That you check in with the school in the morning and than aren’t seen for any of your classes, your grades are slipping and by the way when did you quit your job at the store?” You asked me one morning over breakfast.

“I don’t think you want to know Daddy, believe me I’m very sure you don’t want to know,” was my reply to you, turning from you back to the counter, I hear you chair pull out from the table and grab my shoulder and whip me around to look at you.

“No, I didn’t give you that option, I took the day off work to find out what the hell is going on, and damn it you are going to tell me. You better start taking this serious.” Your eye’s peirce mine.

“Daddy, I quit going to school to sell myself.” Your face turns white as your jaw drops open, your eyes staring at me in disbelief.

“YOU WHAT?” Your voice responds off the walls of the room.

“Do you know how many men want to fuck a nice young peice of ass? And how much they are willing to pay for it Daddy?” My tone taunting as a smirk breaks out on my face.

“Yes I’m sure they do baby girl, but your My girl, and I will not stand for this. And money, what money, where is this money?”

“Daddy if I want to sell my cunt I will, and you can’t stop me, I’m 18 now. Like I’m going to tell you where the money is.” Suddenly you grab a fist full of my hair and pull me to my knees.

“18 or not you live in my house, you are My girl. You are going to tell me and tell me now. I will find out from you no matter what I have to do,” with that you do something you have never done before you slap me across the face. Tears well up in my eye’s as your hand print slowly appears on my cheek.

“Daddy, I spent most of it,” I say through falling tears. You’ve never struck me before not even a spanking.

“On what? More whore clothing? You don’t pay for anything around here.”

“Clothings, shoes, stereo equiptment, a car, the list goes on Daddy” my voice shakenly says.

“YOU CUNT, you bought a car? Where do you keep these clohes? In your room?” You hand tightens in my hair, I wince.

“No Daddy,” my voice hesitant. “I have an apartment, I can’t bring my john’s back here, and it’s cheaper than a motel.” Your head silently nods, your eye’s black.

“Did you sign a lease?” you ask looking at me, I nod yes. “Well you are going to have to break it than, the sooner the better. If you are going to be a whore, you are going to be My whore. My rules, now get your ass upstairs and change your clothing we are going over there now.” You pull me to my feet by my hair and push my toward the stairs.

“No Daddy you can’t make me” I stand strong on my reserve as you head toward me. I see your hand draw back as you cross the floor to me slapping me again across the face.

“You share this apartment with someone do you? I’m going with you to change, everyone else get’s to see what your selling why shouldn’t I? Oh and slut, give me your fucking cell phone. NOW MOVE.”

Walking up the stairs slowly, I turn to my door and open the door. Clothing is strewn about my room, the bed unmade, you can see a vibrator sticking out of the folds of a blanket. I see a slight smile on your face as you notice the vibrator peeking from the blankets. Moving to the closet and pulling out a skirt and a small top I toss them onto the bed. Gently toeing my feet frommy gym shoes and kicking them out of the way, my eye’s search you out as a blush creeps up along my cheeks. Unbuttoning my pants and pushing them down over my hips, lifting first one leg from them and than the other, kicking them out of the way. My ass cheeks in view, a small strip of black lace is seen at the top of the cheeks only to disappear into the crack. Lifing my shirt over my head my black curly hair falling down on my back. Turning slightly you see my large breast almost spilling from a matching black lace bra.

“Take those off as well, all the way,” your voice breaks the silence of the room. A soft growl elects from my throat as I turn to you, the bra just shelfing my tits as I reach back thrusting them forward more to unhook the bra, my large natural tits rest lower as I slide the straps down my arms and toss it aside. My thumbs hook into the bands of my thong and slide it down over shapely hips before sliding them down the rest of the way, you can see I have shaven my cunt almost completely bare with the exception of a small strip above my slit. A wide smile breaks across your face.

“My you have grown up. If you wanted to dress this way why didn’t you just tell me?” Your voice slightly softer. I can tell your cocks become hard as you don’t even try to hide the growing bulge in your pants.

“Turn around, I want to see all of you,” your voice echo’s to my ears. Slowly I turn, I can feel your eye’s raking over my body taking in each inch of my flesh.

“Why do you even keep that little patch of hair? Aren’t you trying to look like a little girl?”

“Daddy it’s bad enough I look like a child, if my cunt looks underage I won’t get fucked and well than I would make no money,” I reply.

“I know plenty of men fuck a shaved pussy like yours, especially one so young.” Yours eye’s are focused on my bare tits.