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Alice "Yes Daddy"

Part 3

By Jean BrightPublished 5 years ago 6 min read
Alice "Yes Daddy"
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Finals have come to an end. My first term in collage finished. I felt so overwhelmed with cramming all my general credits into one term. I somehow managed though. I guess Daddy's "motivational visits" helped.

I sit back in my computer chair alone for the time being in my dorm room. I close my eyes and remember my last encounter with Daddy.

It was right after Christmas. We were talking about plans for New Years. He had taken me out for dinner wearing a new dark blue cocktail dress. He had given to me as a present. Form fitting, shorter in the back than in the front but in general a mini dress. It barely covered my cheeks when I was standing up. In the matching heels he gave me to go with it he said I looked like a Goddess. I knew that night was going to be filled with fun because as he was holding the car door for me to get in he slid his hand under the hem of my dress and briefly caressed my slit. His encouragement that I not wear panties with the dress. As he put it, "not until he could find a pair that complimented it well enough". And since he was into lingerie that matched that meant no bra either. Just black sheer nylons.

I have to say it was definitely a erotic sensation as the stockings rubbed against my labia and clit with every movement.

As I sit here in my computer chair, eyes still closed, I reach beneath the waist band of my pants and part my legs. My fingers begin to rub my clit as I continue to relive the evening.

Once in the restaurant Daddy has us seated in a well lit booth. Food and drinks come and go as does our conversation. Periodically he would slide close to me and pinch me gently on the ass to make me jump, taking advantage of the movement to slip his hand once again between my legs. By the time dinner was done he had ripped a hole in the crotch of the stockings big enough for him to finger both my pussy and my ass at the same time. Right before desert he reaches into his jacket pocket and hands me a small box. He encourages me to open it beneath the table.

Inside is the anal plug with a note. "Put me in."

Looking at Daddy I nod consent. He takes it and between the two of us manage a discreet insertion of the plug into my hole. Daddy reaches into another pocket and pulls out another small box. Inside this one is a interesting bit of fabric with what look like string. He somehow manages to put it on me while at the table without it looking odd.

Simply put the strings looped over the handle of the plug creating a faux pantie which really only worked as a silk tool to open my labia on both sides and rub tightly against my clit particularly whenever I walked or sat down. And I still had desert and drinks to get through. I was being tortured and enjoyed every second of it.

Daddy made the rest of the meal fly by. He could tell how much I needed to squirm. Taking pity on me we leave and skip after dinner drinks. In the car I beg him to let me take the gifts out. He says "Not yet Alice."

Once we get home he helps me out of the car and into the house.

"Go to the living room Alice and wait for me there. Do not sit down. Kneel on your cushion."

"Yes Daddy."

I obey without any further compulsion or argument.

Daddy meets me in the living room. He has stripped completely. He erect cock extremely evident. My eyes are temporarily pulled though to what he is carrying in his hands. A long metal bar, cuffs, rope, and a blindfold.

"Raise your arms above your head Alice. Put your palms together. Tip your head down and look at the floor."

"Yes Daddy." My mind is racing. This is definitely new territory for us.

He reaches down and unzips the dress. It comes loose but does not come off. He pulls my hair back and fixes it in a ponytail. He then puts on the blindfold. After a few minutes I can hear what sound like multiple pairs of feet moving around me. My suspicion is confirmed when I begin to feel multiple pairs of hands attaching cuffs to my wrists and ankles. My dress is somehow removed from my body without it being ripped and without me changing position.

Daddy can see my body tense at all this. He comes to my side and pulls me against his familiar body. Soothing me with comforting words and massaging my body until I am once again compliant and relaxed.

"Alice, you are right. We do have guests. You are not going to be hurt and you will not be forced to do anything you don't want to do. There are two other men here with me. Men I trust. They are going to join us in our games tonight. We will all be wearing protection and again, no one will do anything you don't consent to. Okay my darling?"

I take a deep breath before answering, "Yes Daddy." I knew I had to trust him. He had not done anything with me that I hadn't enjoyed.

He moves away from me briefly. I feel the cuffs at my ankles being spread and attached to the large bar. This made it difficult to continue to kneel.

Seeing this, Patrick instructs his friends to help lay me down on a comfortable makeshift bed made of furs on the floor.

"Better Alice?" he asks me.

"Yes Daddy."

And that was the last gentle part of the evening. Daddy and his friends seemed to swarm onto me like I was the last piece of food and they were starving. All my holes were filled either with their cocks or with toys. I could feel the difference between them all as they entered me. I could definitely taste the difference between them too.

Everything was a haze. All I clearly recall was afterwards I woke up. Untied and wrapped in the furs still in the living room. As I looked around I could see Patrick and his friends all coiled protectively around me like a snake keeping it's clutch of eggs warm and protected through the night. So much naked male flesh! I somehow managed to untangle myself and escape to the bathroom where I showered and cleaned up. I came out to the smell of breakfast and coffee. All three men were at least wearing sweat pants. And all three were smiling at me and behaving as though we hadn't just had a sex orgy.

They were nice and they were even gentlemanly in how they interacted with me.

After breakfast we all pitched in and cleaned up. They finished getting dressed and kissed me paternally on the forehead as they left. Thanking me for a wonderful evening.

When it was just Patrick and I left in the house he pours himself another cup of coffee and says offhandedly, "That was quite a night Alice. You were amazing. Such a good girl. Did you enjoy yourself?"

"Yes. Though in truth I can't remember much right now."

"You will honey. Do me a favor. When you have had some time to think about it a bit. Let me know if it is something you are interested in doing again."

I nod, and he doesn't press the matter.

After reliving the memory and masturbating to an explosive orgasm in my dorm room. I pick up my cellphone and text Patrick "Yes Daddy. I am interested."

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Jean Bright

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