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Not far if we were walking. Daddy pulled me along by the lead and I tottered along after him on my heels, making the best of the footpath we appeared to be on.
After about five minutes, we walked through some woods and came out the other side to another, smaller car park.
There were about ten cars parked there, unusually in a circle, all facing in. about half the cars had their headlights on, shining into the middle of the car park.
As my eyes became accustomed to the light, I saw that there was something in the middle of the car park. As I looked close, I saw it was two double mattresses placed side by side.
But it was what was on the mattress that had my undivided attention.
On one mattress there was a person, definitely a crossdresser, like me. I called her she, because wasn’t that what we wanted to be? Didn’t we want to be given the gender?
She was dressed in a baby doll nighty, sussy belt, stockings and what looked like improbably high heels. Her wig was platinum blonde and I could see her makeup was bright and gaudy.
I say her makeup, her face was covered in cum, dripping down her face, her mascara running, her lipstick askew.
I could see why. She was on her knees. In front of her was a man, well built in his mid-forties, naked. He was holding her head down on his cock. As she was allowed up for breath I could see he was some considerable size. He held her head and pumped his cock in and out of her mouth, causing her to gag on a regular basis.
Behind her was another man, naked from the waist down. He was fucking her from behind and seemed to be in the throes of his orgasm. He thrust into her and was obviously exploding inside her just as Daddy had with me not long ago.
I felt my clit twitch and grow in its safe cage.
This seemed to set off the man at the other end. He pulled her off his cock and started to wank himself. She was desperately trying to get his cock back in her mouth, whilst the man at the back was disengaging himself.
Then the man at her head came, spurting a load over her face and then grabbing her head and ensuring that she swallowed the rest.
The man fucking her had moved away. As soon as he did, another took his place, plunging into her wet cunt, full of the first man’s cum. I wondered how many had been there already.
I turned to Daddy.
With a tremulous voice, I asked him if this is what he wanted me to do.
Because all my bravado had dissipated upon seeing this, I was really not sure that this is what I wanted. Or was it?
“No Poppet, not tonight. You are fresh meat and I have someone special for you to meet.”
I shivered. I was a piece of meat to these people and would be used for their pleasure.
And yet… some part of me wanted this. Wanted to be used and paid for. It reached to an inner part of me that longed to be owned and used.
He pulled me away from the scene by the lead and I tottered after him, occasionally tripping on my heels.
He took me beyond the cars and into a quiet spot just outside the car park.
There was a black Range Rover parked at the side of the track with blacked out windows in the rear of the car.
I stopped still and looked at the car. It seemed spooky just sitting there. I was jerked out of my revery by Daddy pulling insistently on the lead, almost causing me to fall over.
“Come on bitch, stop fucking about, there’s money to be earnt.”
“Yes Daddy, sorry Daddy” I stuttered, walking faster to stop the collar digging into my neck.
The driver’s side door of the car opened and a man stepped out.
He looked to be in his sixties, about six foot, heavily built, though not fat – he obviously kept himself in shape.
He had a Mediterranean look about him, dark hair swept back and clean shaven. He was a handsome man and I felt my clit twitch as I took him in.
He was wearing a pair of shorts and a silk shirt, both obviously expensive.
He looked at me and I was immediately speared by his eyes as he looked up and down my body. His eyes – they looked… cruel. I shivered at the thought of what was to come.
“So this is the bitch you promised?” His voice smooth, southern, cultured.
“Yeah” Daddy replied “A right little slut as well. I’ve had her myself so she’s broken in for you.”
“Sloppy seconds? That reduces the price. By half.”
I saw Daddy hesitate.
“Yeah, OK fair enough, fifty quid then.”
This man must be someone to intimidate Daddy. And…
He was going to charge this man £100 for me? This was crazy.
Money passed hands and then the lead was passed to the man.
He pulled me close so we were nose to nose, the lead holding me there.
“Understand this. You are my slut for the duration and you will do exactly as you are told. You will address me as ‘Sir’ and will take any and all punishments I hand out. Do you understand?”
“Yes”
The slap round the face brought me quickly back to my current predicament.
“I’m so sorry. Yes Sir I understand. It won’t happen again.”
He pulled the lead tight again and kissed me. It wasn’t a passionate kiss, his tongue forcing it’s way into my mouth. It was what it was – a statement of intent that I was his for the duration.
Daddy was still there.
“I’ll be back in an hour to collect her Ok? There are others that will be paying too.”
Sir just nodded and Daddy moved away.
Without saying another word, he pulled me to the car, opened the rear door and climbed in, pulling me in behind him. I struggled to keep up and just managed to get in and shut the door.
I sat down next to him and he took my hand and put it on his crutch.
OMG!
He felt huge.
It was probably me, but then I didn’t really have any way to evaluate the size of men’s manhoods. Daddy’s was, I’d guessed about 7-8 inches. This felt stiff and bigger than that. My stomach did a flip at the thought of it inside me.
But… I couldn’t stop my hand stroking his monster. I could feel my insignificant sis inches twitching in its little pink cage.
I wanted his cock. Badly.
“Undo my shorts.”
I felt for the clip at the top and undid it. It opened a little, showing the fly.
“Now the zip.”
Tremulously, I pulled the zip down, hoping he wasn’t wearing pants.
He was. White Clavin Kleins.
I could see his cock under them, standing upwards towards his middle. At the top, a spreading stain where his precum was leaking.
I wanted that precum.
He took his shorts off himself. His hand reached round and placed itself on my neck, pulling me down onto his pants. My mouth automatically opened as I was forced onto the soft fabric and inside, his cock.
He held me there as my tongue licked around the top of his cock, tasting the salt of his precum. And then he grabbed my pony and pulled me off.
He looked me directly in the eye.
“You do like cock don’t you little one?”
“Yes Sir. Your cock is fabulous. I need it.”
“You will have to do better than that. You need to convince me that you are woman enough to take my cock. To worship it. If you can’t, I’ll spank your botty until you cry and can’t sit down.”
I believed him. I had to satisfy this man, this real man that I was the gurl who would make him cum. I thought back to what I had said to Daddy.
“Please Sir, pretty, pretty please Sir, may I have the honour of your cum in my mouth, so I can keep it in my tummy ? I promise I won’t spill any as your cum is special.
Please Sir, I’ll do anything as long as I can have your cum in me. I’ll be your cock sleeve, your breeding bitch, whatever you like, but please let me have your cum.”
“Ah nice words bitch. Number one my cum is special. But is it special enough for you? Number two you are already my cock sleeve, about to become my breeding bitch. You have no choice, therefore you cannot offer it up.”
“I understand Sir. My holes are there for your use. I have no say in what happens, but I am happy to serve you.”
With that he pulled his pants off and his cock sprang out.
It was about nine inches I guessed. It was uncut, but the foreskin was pulled back and the head gleamed in the interior light of the car. A bead of precum was leaking from the slit and it held me like a snake to a rabbit.
“Please sir, please use my slut mouth for your pleas…”
I had no chance to say anything else as his hand caught my pony and shoved my head down and my mouth onto his cock. He just kept pushing until he was firmly ensconced in my throat. I managed to pull back a bit and used my tongue to lathe his enormous glans.
Then he pulled me back until just the head was in my mouth. I went to work on his head and licked and sucked it and then I took more and more into my mouth until he was pushing my limits again.
Then I came up for air again and he let me do my own thing for a while.
I don’t know how long I sucked his gorgeous cock for, but it felt like at least ten minutes. He was unrelenting, every time I slowed, he would get hold of my pony and fuck my mouth, leaving me gasping.
But you know, I didn’t care. My clit was as stiff as it could be and I was sure that it was leaking it’s own precum. His cock was covered in my saliva as was my face as he ruthlessly used me.
The he pulled me off and told me to get out of the car. He physically pushed me out of the car and the started to put the seats down and opened the boot. Then he got his phone out and said simply “come and have some fun.”
I stood watching him get some stuff out of the boot.
“What’s going to happen now? I asked nervously.
He walked up to me, put his face in mine.
“What happens now is not the question. What is going to happen to you, is that you are going to be tied up and ruined.”
He grabbed me and pushed me over the boot, just as Daddy had so my head was down on the floor of the boot, my botty in the air.
Then I felt something being attached to my ankles and I wondered what it was. I tried to move my legs but found that I couldn’t – I had no movement either back or sideways.
Then he pulled me up and took off the lead and attached some rope to my collar. He grabbed my pony and pulled me head down and put the other end of the rope on the device holding my ankles. I saw now he had put me in a spreader bar. The rope was elasticated and held me bent over.
I realised, bent over, ripe for fucking.
Then he grabbed my arms behind my back and put some Velcro on them just below the elbow.
So there I was, standing in all my gurly wear, bent over with my arms tied behind my back, my legs held by the spreader and a rope holding me in a bent position.
And then he got out a knife.
I’m afraid I babbled at that point.
“Please Sir, don’t hurt me, I’ll be good, I’ll do whatever you…”
“Shut up bitch, I’m not going to hurt you, I’m going to cut off your slut knickers.”
With that, he cut the knickers, caught them and shoved them in my mouth. I found out that I was indeed leaking precum as I could taste it through the ripped material.
The he pushed me so that I was over the boot again.
I have never felt so helpless in my whole life. I was scared. But my clit wasn’t. it was quivering in it’s cage, egging me on to take whatever was going to happen.
There was movement in the car and I realised another man had got in. the first I saw of him was bare legs coming down either side of my head and a large erect cock banging me in the face.
Then he pulled me up by my pony, took the panties out and pushed his cock into my mouth.
He held me there so that I could be at least a little comfortable, though I guess all these things are relative aren’t they?
The he started to fuck my mouth, pulling me up by my pony and allowing me to fall on his cock,
But that wasn’t all. I felt a hand take my butt plug out, slowly puling it out until it popped into the evening air. Even though I was being mouthfucked by the other man, I had enough about me that I knew what was about to happen.
Sure enough, I could feel Sirs cock pushing at the edges of my gurly quim. He was unrelenting and I felt him slowly force himself into me. Suddenly, he popped into me, forcing his way past my cunt’s sphincter.
I let out a gargled cry around the other man’s cock and I heard him say “Oh the bitch liked that!”
Sir kept pushing until his whole length was in me. It was hurting quite a lot, but I was losing a little concentration as the other man continued to fuck my mouth.
Then Sir was fucking me and, as he did, my cunt became looser and I started to enjoy him fucking me.
It was then that the other man came in my mouth. Luckily he was on the out stroke so I caught most of it in my mouth and it did not cause me to cough and splutter. There was so much cum! It spilt out of my mouth. He grabbed the tattered remnants of my panties and sopped up the cum and then put it in my mouth.
Then he moved back and got out a mobile phone and videoed Sir fucking me.
Sir did not hang back, nor did he give me room to breathe. He fucked my poor abused little cunt hard and as he did, I found I did not want him to stop. I spoke around the panties in my mouth.
“Please Sir, breed me, make me pregnant. Please! I need your cum in me.”
This must have sent him over the edge, because he pushed into the hilt so hard, I moved up into the boot.
I could feel him cumming in me, spurt after spurt, filling this lowly bitch with his jism.
Then slowly, so slowly, he pulled out of me.
“Nooooo…” I cried “I want more!”
He slapped my botty and spoke in my ear.
“And so you will, but not tonight.”
And with that, he completely withdrew from me and I could feel his cum dripping out of my cunt.
The next thing I knew, he had undone all the restraints and stood me up. I swayed slightly as I tried to come to terms with what had just happened. I pulled the panties out of my mouth.
Then I saw my daddy walking towards me.
“She alright then?”
“Acceptable.” Was the reply.
Daddy took my arm and started to walk me away.
I looked back at my lover.
“Please Sir, can I see you again?”
There was no answer.
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