The Bookstore Ch. 02

*Author's Note* This contains some short-lived non consent/ reluctance. It also contains some mild pee play. If this is a trigger/turn off for you, please be aware and read/don't read accordingly.

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Daddy let me rest for a few minutes while I regained the strength to continue. He and the two other men had used me and filled my mouth with their hot seed, Daddy's hand had brought me to orgasm when he stuffed it all inside my tight little pussy. This was turning into quite a magical day for me!

Daddy stroked my hair gently while I laid with my head in his lap in this dirty little room in the back of the bookstore. The porn continued to play on the TV screen, there were two men with their dicks out in front of the young-looking girl.

I felt content and warm, but there was a familiar stirring in my belly. I let out a small whimper when Daddy rubbed my lower abdomen.

"What's wrong, little one?" Daddy asked me, but I suspect he already knew.

I looked up at Daddy, his hand pressed more firmly right above my pussy. He knew what I needed, and he wanted to use it to torture me more, it would seem.

"Tell Daddy what's wrong or I can't help you." It wasn't that I didn't want to tell him, but I was embarrassed. And I knew his reaction might make me more uncomfortable. He pressed harder, causing me to whimper again.

"I need to go to the bathroom, Daddy," I finally blurted out. Daddy smiled at me, he knew the whole time why I was squirming around, he just wanted to hear me say it out loud.

"Why didn't you just say so, little one? Come with me, I'll walk you to the potty." Daddy pressed on my belly one last time before allowing me to stand up. I reached for my crumpled dress from the floor, but Daddy stopped me. He was going to make me walk there in just my dirty white stockings with the bows on top.

My cheeks turned a bright shade of red when he opened the door to our little booth. He took me by the hand and gently led me past several old men who leered at my young eighteen-year-old body. I was so humiliated and so turned on at the same time. What if I saw someone I knew?

We got to the bathroom and my bladder felt like it was going to burst. Daddy opened the door and walked in with me, still holding my hand. I really wanted privacy, just a few minutes to myself so I could breathe a little less raggedly. Daddy led me to a stall and gestured for me to sit down. He didn't shut the door. There was no way I would be able to pee with him watching, staring at me!

Then I heard the door open and a wave of nausea spread over me. No more audience! I thought I would die of embarrassment for sure when I heard a woman's voice say, "Why don't you step out? I'll handle this for you."

I froze. It had to be the woman in black that I had seen earlier as she and I were the only females in the bookstore. What did she want with me? Surely Daddy wouldn't leave me alone with a strange woman in a dirty public bathroom?

"Take good care of her," was all Daddy said before he exited the small bathroom. My pulse pounded in my ears as I heard her heels click against the tile floor. No, no, no. This wasn't really happening, this was too much for me to handle, I just knew I couldn't do this.

There she stood in front of me, clad in a black corset and long skirt with patent leather heeled boots peeking out from underneath. Her makeup was no-nonsense and dark, her hair pulled back behind her head with auburn curls cascading down around her shoulders. She really was beautiful, if I could get through being intimidated by those eyes that bore into my soul.

She didn't ask my name, what I preferred, or even really address me as a person; I didn't feel like a human being. She continued to bore holes in me with her eyes, I think she was waiting for a reaction, but I was too scared to move.

"I've been watching you. You've been a very good girl today," she said to me with one eyebrow raised.

I nodded. I didn't know what else to say, and even if I did, I don't think words would have come out of my mouth. I was scared and my Daddy had abandoned me with her when all I wanted to do was pee!

"You can address me as Mistress or Ma'am."

"Yes ma'am." I had finally managed to find a meek little voice inside of me. All I wanted was Daddy, I wanted him to wrap me up in his big strong arms and tell me I could pee!

"I think you are ready for much more, little girl. I think you need to be trained by someone who knows how to handle needy little sluts like you."

I just stared. Was she suggesting that I needed her help? That Daddy needed her help? No way!

She stepped forward into the stall with me, crowding what little personal space I had left and removed my remaining (if any?) dignity when her hand pressed firmly against my lower belly.

"You will pee when I tell you to, but not before. If you don't obey me, I'll be forced to punish you. That may prove challenging given you appear to enjoy being used by strangers, so I suggest taking this first lesson to heart."

She continued to press on my bladder; it hurt so badly. It hurt bad enough that I considered disobeying her, but quickly decided that wasn't my best plan to get out of this situation. She pressed harder and without realizing what I was doing, I let out a moan and opened my legs wider. My sounds and movements clearly didn't go unnoticed as her hand moved downwards between my legs.

Oh, I felt so dirty all over again. Here I was, sitting on the potty in a porn store with random men's cum in my tummy and now a strange lady touching my tender little clit. I felt another need brewing inside of me, not only was my bladder screaming for release, now I felt like I needed to cum.

I know she could see how uncomfortable I was when her other hand went back to massaging my tummy. She quickened her pace on my clit, occasionally dipping a finger down into my sopping wet pussy. This was torture, all the bottled-up feelings were clawing their way out of me, being held back only by her words.

I realized I was moaning and panting, I was humping her hand between my legs. I had given in to this mystery woman, Daddy had left me in her care just a few short minutes ago and I was already showing her how slutty I was.

"Cum for me now!" she ordered me and smacked my cunt before returning to pinching and rolling my swollen little clit with her fingertips.

Suddenly, the need to cum overcame the need to pee for a few short seconds and I felt my muscles clench up. She slid two fingers into my needy pussy and I spasmed around them as an orgasm shook my little body. She violently fingered me, fingers squishing in and out of my wetness while I came all over her hand.

Just as I was starting to come down from the painful pleasure, she removed her hand from inside of me and again sharply slapped my pussy. "Pee now, let it all out," she commanded.

I had almost forgotten about that! I was still shaking and quivering from cumming so hard, but before I knew it, I felt my bladder give way and the warm liquid was streaming out of me. The woman hadn't removed her hand, it was still between my legs pinching and tugging on my clit.

This was a new sensation for me, I had never received pleasure while doing something so private as peeing. It was a heady feeling; my nerves were tingling with the sensation of relief and the desire to cum. I wasn't really sure what I should be feeling in this moment, but the whole experience can be summed up with one word: bliss.

And just like that, the experience and the wonderful feeling were over. The woman in black seemed satisfied and removed her hand from between my legs. She wiped it against the inside of my thighs and my cheeks burned with embarrassment. She simply walked to the sink, washed her hands, and then turned back to face me. "When you're done cleaning the filth off of you, I have something for you." She walked out the bathroom door.

I felt so dirty and ashamed of myself. A stranger had just wiped my own urine on my leg and I just wanted to curl up into a ball and cry. But I knew that wasn't an option, Daddy was waiting for me, and so was this woman.

I grabbed a fistful of paper towels from the plastic dispenser and ran warm water over them. I put a couple pumps of soap for good measure before scrubbing the inside of my thighs, trying to remove any hint of the humiliation I was feeling. I tried to avoid getting the tops of my stockings wet, but they ended up damp anyway.

I washed my hands for longer than I probably needed to, there would likely be more bodily fluids ahead. I looked at myself in the mirror, my hair was messy and my perky tits jutted out from my chest with hard, pink nipples. I looked like a slut, Daddy's slut.

I took a deep breath; this day had already been a surreal experience for my inexperienced self and there was more still to come! I exited the bathroom to find Daddy waiting patiently for me, I couldn't help it, I jumped into his arms and kissed his stubbly cheek.

"Are you ready, little one? I think Valerie has plans for us next," Daddy told me as I wiggled my butt and pushed myself as deep into his embrace as possible.

So, the lady in black had a name after all. But I don't think I was supposed to ever say it, she seemed pretty clear that it was Mistress or Ma'am. I really wasn't mentally ready for what was yet to come, but my body overruled my brain and I found myself smiling and saying, "Yes, Daddy!"

He took me by the hand and led me through a dimly lit hallway, passing the booths on my naked walk of shame. The old men around us turned and stared at my ass as we walked by, one let out a low whistle like I was a dog.

Daddy opened the door and let me into another room, much bigger than the booth and with different pieces of equipment placed around. I couldn't hide my shock when I noticed all the implements of torture hanging from a pegboard on the wall. By torture of course, I mean pleasure and pain both from whips, canes, bindings, vibrators, you name it: it was in this room.

The ever-mysterious Valerie began giving the orders immediately. She pointed to a leather covered bench of sorts. "Lay there, ass up. Strap her in"

Daddy kissed my cheek then guided me down to kneel on the bench. He picked up the padded shackles that lay next to it and gently cuffed my wrists and my ankles. "I know this might be a little scary, princess, but you're going to do just great!" Daddy gave me encouragement that I could handle whatever he was about to do.

Then he stepped away. In his place, Valerie stood behind me with a long glass dildo that had three round parts, each getting bigger as it reached the handle. I already knew where it was going, Daddy had a similar, but smaller, butt dildo at home that he liked to use on me before he fucked my ass.

Valerie began slowly, just pushing the lubed tip gently into my puckered little rosebud. It felt cold and hard, but the feeling started to grow on me. Before I could help myself, I was pushing back against her, hoping to get more inside of me. I knew once I got nice and loosened up, then I would get to feel Daddy's big cock inside my most tender hole.

"This one is an eager little whore, her ass keeps reaching out to grab more. Makes me almost want to fuck her myself!" Valerie was enjoying what she was doing to me. Soon, she was pumping the entire rod slowly in and out of my delicate asshole. I knew I wouldn't be able to hold out much longer, another orgasm was threatening me from deep in my bowels.

I vaguely heard the door open behind me and footsteps entered the room. After all I had been through today, having an audience really didn't bother me much. In fact, I thought it might be nice to have another cock in my mouth while Daddy was fucking my backside.

"She's ready for you, Scott."

Scott? My head started to spin, who was Scott? And why was I ready for him? My ass was for my Daddy, not some pervert stranger! I'd barely gotten to spend any time with my Daddy's fantastic cock today and I was really starting to miss it!

"I want Daddy!" I mumbled out. I looked up to see him watching me. Forgetting my hands were bound, I tried to reach out towards him as he took a step closer to me.

She continued to pump the smooth glass in and out of me while this stranger unzipped his pants. "Don't get any closer. She needs to learn her lesson, Scott here is going to fuck this tight little ass of hers. And she's going to be begging for his cock when he's done with her."

Daddy stood where he was and didn't come any closer to me. What kind of power did this woman have over him? Why wasn't he helping me? I didn't want another stranger's cock inside of me, I wanted Daddy!

Then Daddy did something I didn't expect, he unzipped his pants and took his cock out. He was going to watch this man fuck me!

I felt the unfamiliar hands grab hold of my hips and the glass dildo was finally removed. I had to admit, I felt pretty empty without its girthy fullness. The three globes had stretched me out nicely and I'm sure the stranger got a good eyeful of my insides when she removed it in front of him.

I felt his cock line up behind me and automatically winced. I squirmed around, trying to put space between myself and this man. I wasn't ready, I didn't want him inside of me!

Before I knew what was happening, tears streamed down my face just as he pushed his cockhead into my backdoor. I yelled and cried, I pulled my arms against my restraints and did my best to squirm away from his grip. My struggles did nothing, his hands gripped firmly to my hips and allowed him to continue to enter me. I felt so disgusting with my backside on display, getting sodomized by this man whose face I hadn't even seen.

But my body betrayed me, soon my hips were grinding against the bench in rhythm to his gentle, short strokes. The tears had already stopped flowing almost as quickly as they had started. As my asshole expanded to make room for him, he expertly drove his large cock deeper and deeper until I could feel his full balls smacking against my pussy.

It really did feel good, I was just so overwhelmed with the events of the day, but I knew Daddy would always keep me safe. Even if safe meant being used by different men under his watchful eye.

"Get down there and play with her filthy little cunt," I heard Valerie tell Daddy. I really didn't like the way she talked to him, and I liked it even less when I caught sight of her giving his sizable balls a tight squeeze. He winced in pain and she smiled. That absolutely terrified me.

He knelt down next to me, his face only inches away from the stranger's dick in my butt. Daddy still had his cock in one hand when he reached down to stroke my swollen clit.

"Put your fucking dick down, you're pathetic. This man is fucking your little slut, your babygirl, your fucking daughter. And you're so goddamned horny that you're jerking off to it. Quit touching your fucking dick or I'll strap mine on and fuck your ass right next to her."

Daddy immediately dropped his cock, I was surprised this woman had so much power over everyone. I didn't like seeing my big, strong Daddy get told what to do by this lady. But he seemed to be enjoying the experience, so who was I to complain?

I felt Daddy's fingers on my hot mound. I was so desperate to cum by now I was humping the bench, his hand, and pushing back against the man behind me. I could hear my whimpers, I know I sounded like a little wanton slut who likes big dicks in her butt.

"Fuck you're so hot! I'm gonna shoot my load in your tight little shithole!"

"Are you going to cum for me? For these men? For your Daddy?" Valerie asked me.

'She needs permission first," Daddy said in my defense.

"Very well, she has my permission. In fact, the only one who doesn't have permission to cum is you," she told Daddy.

I felt my pussy and my rectum beginning to pulse, the man's cock swelled up even larger as he prepared to dump the contents of his balls into my waiting ass. I let out a deep, guttural moan as the orgasm took hold of me. Daddy kept fingerfucking me and rubbing his thumb against my clit as I let loose a gush of fluid. That was a special surprise, something I had only managed to do a small handful of times in the past! The stranger grunted, I know the contractions in my ass had probably pushed him over the edge.

My juices coated Daddy's fingers and some even got onto the man's hairy ballsack. I felt him shoot his hot load into me, filling up my bowels with his sticky manjuice. He gave me a couple more pumps for good measure before his dick slowly shrank back to its flaccid size.

"Good girl. You," she pointed to Daddy. "Stand back up here. Scott, when you think you can pry yourself out of that dirty little ass, make sure she cleans you up good. I don't want any remnants left on your cock when it services me later."

I felt him slowly easing out of me, I tried to back up into him to keep that full feeling for just a few more seconds. The restraints kept me in place and soon my gaping asshole was dribbling cum out of it. I sighed, it had felt so good to be filled up back there.

To my surprise, I felt a few fingers gently scooping the cum dribbles from around my butthole and gently pushing it back inside of me. The re-entry felt superb as he redeposited his semen into my stretched butt, he was fingering my backdoor and I still hadn't even seen his face.

Eventually, that came to an end. Before I knew it, his cock was staring me in the face, mere inches from me. He playfully smacked my cheek with it before pushing forward into my mouth. I didn't even have a chance to stop and think about how nasty it was, I just started licking and sucking as much as I could get into my mouth. I was just a hole for him to fuck, with clean-up service afterwards, but I wanted to do the very best that I could.

After he was satisfied with my cleaning job, he pulled it out of my mouth and brought my tongue down to his ballsack. I know Daddy was still watching because I heard him let out a deep moan when I started to suck each testicle into my mouth. Daddy liked watching me service strangers, and I was starting to really enjoy it too!

"She's a good little cocksucker. She's going to be popular around this place, these guys really get off on the whole daddy-daughter game y'all are playing."

Daddy cleared his throat before he spoke. "She really is my daughter, Mistress Valerie. This isn't a game or an act."

"Well, fuck me! This just got even nastier than my imagination anticipated! Mmm, you dirty man, fucking your daughter and watching her get fucked by random men," her voice carried an excitement to it. "I have plans for the two of you. I wouldn't plan on going anywhere else today, you'll have to carry her home when we're done with her here."

"Yes ma'am. If I could just have a few minutes with her before anything, er- anyone else happens?" Daddy asked her.

"Sure, do whatever you need to. When you're ready, come talk to me outside in the shop. I have some delicious ideas for her. I think she can handle a lot more than what she's shown us. And you can too," She said with an arched eyebrow and winked at Daddy. And with that, she strode out of the room on her long legs. Scott pulled back from my mouth and turned towards the door before looking over his shoulder.

"Thanks. See you around."

Daddy released me from the bindings and gathered me into his arms. I felt the sticky warmth seeping out of my abused asshole and onto Daddy's lap, but I didn't care about that right now. I just needed to big hug and kiss from my Daddy after being deprived of him.

I knew I was really in for it, there would be more dicks, more cum, and the thought of maybe having two cocks inside of me at once had my head spinning with excitement! But I needed some cuddles before I would be ready for that.