Jane – Gloryhole Slut Pt. 3

Two days ago, my friend Bill called me from a certain porn store to tell me that he saw my daughter go into a booth that is the huskiness end of a glory hole. I was shocked by what I heard, and didn’t want to believe it. The next night, when my daughter Jane said she was going out, I gave her a head start, and went to the store. I was in denial and walked into the store like a zombie. I paid to use the glory hole, not knowing if I would have it in me, or if Jane was really in there. As she told me what to do, I recognized her voice, and for some reason, I went ahead and pulled my dick out and presented it to her. She sucked me off to an amazing orgasm that I sprayed on her face. While all this was going on, there was a video showing her blowing some random guy, and I filmed her and her facial with my phone. I hurried out, and bought a copy of the DVD, and edited my film onto it. When she got home, I intended to blackmail her into sex, into being my personal whore. After I fucked her, she revealed her long held feelings to me, and voluntarily offered herself to be my fuck toy, to use whenever, and however I pleased.

The next morning, I woke up, still fuzzy about the night before. Did I really fuck my daughter? Did she really say that she would be my slut, and let me do with her as I pleased. I rolled over, and was greeted by Jane’s naked seventeen year old body, confirming that it wasn’t just a wet dream. I reached over her and cupped her firm C cup tit, lazily rolling her nipple in my fingers. As I teased her little nun, my cock began to stir, and as it grew, it pushed into her ass cheeks, and the tip tried to slide between her legs.

“Mine to do as I please,” I mused, enjoying the soft feel of her young body against mine.

Slowly, Jane began to wake up. She yawned, and then moaned her approval.

“Good morning, master. I see you are ready for me to please you.”

“No, not just yet. And no ‘master’. Daddy will be fine. I have thought about the first rule if you still want to be my submissive fuck toy. And that is, nobody knows this is happening, unless I want them to know. Second rule, is what you wear. Around the house, you may wear only panties if you want to wear anything at all. Other than that, you will be naked.”

“Yes, Daddy,” she answered looking down. Even laying in bed, she was able to strike a submissive pose. “But I don’t have many that would be pleasing to you. Can I buy some more?”

“We will work on that. Third rule, when we go out, you will only wear clothing that shows off your body. Nothing too revealing, but enough to barely cover you when in any normal situation. And all your bras, throw them out. You will no longer wear one.”

“May I ask you a question, Daddy?”

“Yes?”

“Can I get some thing’s that are naughty? Things that will make other people want me if you share me?”

“Yes. I will pick them out, and you can only wear them when I tell you. If not, I will have to punish you.”

“Yes, Daddy. Permission to get ready for the day?”

I granted her permission, and she got out of bed. She walked with her head down, but with a sexy swing to her hips that invited me to fuck her there. Somehow I resisted, and for my own ass out of bed to get ready for the day. The first thing I did was go shave and take a shower to wake me up. After that, I toweled off and jumped on the computer. I figured that my slut was going to need a way to be compensated, so I applied for credit cards for Victoria’s Secret and a gold card in her name. I made enough, and my bills were low enough that even if she maxed them out, I could pay them off. I printed off the temporary card from Victoria’s Secret and decided that after last night she deserved a shopping spree.

I presented her the card, and she jumped up and down, her tits bouncing seductively. I wold her to get dressed, as we had some shopping to do. I went and threw on jeans and a t shirt, and waited for daughter come back in.

“Daddy, is this correct?” she asked.

I turned and looked at her, and was pleased. She was wearing a short denim skirt that barely extend below her ass, and a sheer blouse, that allowed her globes to swing freely beneath it. The friction of her tits rubbing on the material made her sensitive nipples stand out under the shirt.

“Yes. Now let’s get going so we can beat the crowds.”

We walked out to the car and got in. I decided to test Jane’s mettle. With my darkly to ties windows, I decided to see how far she would let me push her.

“Sweetie, I need a blow job,” I told her as I pulled out of the drive.

Without a word, she leaned over and fished my cock out of my jeans, and locked her lips onto the tip. I wasn’t hard yet, so she took my cock in her mouth al the way to my base, swallowing periodically, allowing my growing dick to be massaged by her tongue and throat. As bad as I wanted to stop and let her continue without me being distracted, I decided to keep driving. As my cock grew, Jane had to lift her face from my lap as my cock grew to its full 10 inches. Still, she kept up with sucking me for all I was worth. Jane was teasing me, bringing me to the edge, then slowing back down, over and over. She kept this up all the way to the mall.

She was still blowing me as we pulled in to the parking lot. I picked a spot near the edge of the lot, and let Jane finish me off. Once I parked I told her to make me cum. She clamped her lips around my fat head, and started jacking me furiously. In addition to the suction, she was swirling her tongue around my sensitive tip. I couldn’t take it any more. I pushed her head down in my cock till she gagged, and shot my hot seed directly down her throat.

“Thank you, Daddy. But now my panties are all wet.”

“Be a good slut, and take them off.”

She sat up and wiggled out of her skimpy little thong, and presented them to me. I took them from her, and held them to my nose, and inhaled deeply. Her scent was intoxicating, and I couldn’t wait to fuck my slut again.

“You did good, Baby. I think tonight, you will get a reward for how well you sucked Daddy’s cock.”

“Yes, Daddy,” she answered, with a smile of anticipation.

We spent the next couple hours, wandering around the mall, window shopping here grabbing a couple things there. We got to Victoria’s Secret, and I made sure she had her temp card and her driver’s license, and reminded her of what I said about panties.

“Yes, Daddy. If I don’t think they will fit your rules, I won’t get them.”

“That’s a good slut,” I whispered in her ear as I kissed her cheek.

She turned and bounced into the store like a little girl being given the key to the candy store.

“You shouldn’t let your daughter go in public like that,” I heard from behind me.