Dating Danielle – Part III

This is the conteinuation of the a multi-part story. To gain context, you should go back and start at the beginning by reading “Dating Danielle – repost fix (I hope)” and “Dating Danielle- Part II” before reading this part. FYI this part may be a little slow for some, because it sets up for the balance of the story. Merry Christmas, enjoy.

On another note: to all the hypocritical *@#$ who come out and read this stuff then want to leave comments that are critical, First you should note the genre is “Fiction!”

Second, if you think this is so terrible, why are you reading it? Get a life!

I know my First Amendment rights and I will write about what I want to. Nuff said.

Part III starts here:

Tracy is usually off on Saturday but she stopped by the store and picked up some stool softener. Walking in the door behind her Danni smiled and winked at me. While her mother was on the aisle where the laxatives and stool softeners were displayed Danni whispered,

“I told her what you said to and now she is getting me some medicine. Yuck.”

“It doesn’t taste bad and won’t do anything bad to you even though you aren’t stopped up.” I told her.

Tracy came behind the counter and put the softener on her tab. Employees were allowed to tab things and pay their tabs every Friday when they get their paychecks. Danni had gone back out to the car and Tracy confided in me,

“Danni is constipated and I thought a stool softener would be better than a laxative.”

I just said “Good idea.”

Problem solved. Even if Tracy had looked at Danni’s rectum and it appeared angry and red or was still gaping a little there wouldn’t be anything to discover that would not have been normal under the circumstances.

Our Friday night dates continued and I would parade her around in short skirts with nothing but slut underneath, no bra, no panties and Danni was turning into a fine exhibitionist. I had thoroughly thrashed her ass with my cock each time, as well. I hadn’t started to slave train her in earnest yet, only telling her it was a slave’s duty to suck clean the cock that fucked her to show her appreciation for being allowed to be a whore for the person. It didn’t matter if it was her ass or her cunt that had been fucked either.

Danni didn’t mind since she had sucked my cock immediately after the first time I fucked her ass, so ass-to-mouth was commonplace for her. And she had become an insatiable little minx. Our Friday night routine had settled into a predictable set of events.

I would sneak her into my house and she would immediately get naked, without being told to. She would kneel before me and get my cock out and suck me to diamond-cutter hardness. I would bend her over a nearby piece of furniture, lube my cock with her always copiously flowing juices, and fuck her ass to two or three quick orgasms. The little girl was easily orgasmic and multi-orgasmic. Then she would dutifully suck me clean and go put on some sexy and short little skirt or dress, without the benefit of bra or panties and we would go to town and get some fast food supper. Then after supper she would put on some slinky little lingerie of one style or another, as she loved dressing sexy for me and either deep-throat my cock for the remaining time we had together or we would cuddle and pet on the sofa. We always did our play in the living room with the TV on so she would have some TV to talk about if the topic came up at home. I usually fucked her ass one or two times more before taking her home, as well.

I always used her girl juices to lube up her ass, and one time almost deflowered her. I was lubing my cock at the entrance of her cunt when she suddenly pushed back against me. The head of my cock slipped into her well-lubed fuckable cunt, though not quite far enough to rupture her maidenhead. I quickly withdrew it and scolded her,

“Danni we can’t fuck until the time is right or we will screw things all up and get in trouble, so stop trying to force it baby.”

She told me, “I wasn’t trying to get you to fuck me, your cock rubbing against my cunt had caused me to cum. So my body did it not me. I don’t see why you can’t just go ahead and fuck me though. I’m sorry Daddy”

“OK baby, we just have to be really careful.”

Despite her pleading, I was still waiting for the most advantageous opportunity before deflowering her cunt, and completing her transition to my personal whore and slave slut.

A fortuitous event arrived a few weeks later. Tracy had a family emergency arise and was going to have to go to her family home and needed to fly there. A clerk in a convenience store didn’t make a lot of money, and she could only afford one plane ticket and had farmed out Robbie and Millie to friends for the weekend but Danni didn’t want to stay with them and possibly miss our `date’. As before, every since the first date, Danni had continued on her best behavior and had even started helping her mother more around the house without having to be asked. Tracy was too embarrassed to tell her friends where the other two were staying that I would come over on Friday night and take Danni for a few hours.