Chapter 9

Kyra was feeling excited. Daddy was so pleased with her decision to pledge, that he was taking her off mansion grounds to go shopping! It wasn’t something that was done very often, according to Lauren. Most fathers kept their daughters on the grounds for the whole three months so they could bond properly. But Daddy said he had found a special place to shop for a dress.

Which was why she was currently sitting in the backseat, trying not to moan as Daddy fucked her teen cunt.

Daddy’s skilled fingers rolled and pinched Kyra’s sensitive clit as he rolled his hips upwards in slow and steady movements. Kyra’s pastel yellow frock was hiked up around her hips, exposing her bald pussy which was split wide open around her father’s cock. Their chauffeur leered at her in the rearview mirror, evidently enjoying the show.

She was so excited about getting a new dress for her pledge day that she almost didn’t mind the thick anal toy that was chafing her rectal walls. After all, it made her daddy feel so much bigger and made her pussy so much hornier!

Yes, Kyra was embracing her slutty nature. She didn’t just want cock. She needed it! She needed to feel the pulsing warmth of a thick fuckpole plunging deep into her insides, churning up her cunt and asshole until she came her brains out.

“Ooo oooo I’m CUMMING!” Kyra shouted as her pussy gushed over her Daddy’s cock.

“Ungh that’s it my little rape-slut!” Daddy praised her as she squeezed her cunt on his dick. She shook her hips eagerly, wanting to please her father! Her pussy pulsed rapidly, eagerly milking the cock inside.

“Nuh-uh, sweetie,” Daddy said, pinching her nipples in warning, “Remember what I said this morning!”

Kyra whined, allowing herself to be pulled off Daddy’s fat cock.

Daddy said that she was only allowed to receive cum in her shitter today. For the entirety of today, her asshole would be a cum receptacle, a place for men to pump their sperm and jizz.

Her father reached under her and tweaked the special toy in Kyra’s asshole - a custom-made fleshlight designed to fit inside her shitter and deprive her of anal pleasure.

“This is your only orgasm for today,” her Daddy warned her, then sunk his cock into the soft silicone of the fleshlight occupying her shithole. Kyra whined pitifully. She could still feel Daddy’s hips slapping against her ass as he thrust up into the toy in her rectum, but the delicious scrape of his thick veiny cock in her asshole was missing. Instead, there was only the uncomfortable stretch of the fleshlight plug in her bowels.

Daddy came inside the fleshlight with a loud satisfied grunt, then pulled Kyra off his cock.

“I think I should plug it up,” he said with a grin, and stuck one of Kyra’s anal plugs into the silicone.

Kyra squeaked. She could feel the anal fleshlight move again, but the sensation of her Daddy’s hot cum was sadly missing.

She was promptly distracted by the sound of the chauffeur clearing his throat.

“We’re here, Sir and Slut!” he said, grinning lecherously at Kyra in the rearview mirror.

Kyra couldn’t help but blush. The time in the mansion helped her to realize that she was meant to be a cockslut and a dickslave, but the two short months hadn’t been enough to get her used to being ogled at in such a manner, especially by the people who weren’t staff of the mansion!

She tried to close her legs, but her Daddy held them open and spanked her pussy a few times, making her leftover juices splash onto the expensive leather seats.

“Tell him what you are,” he growled, landing painful slaps on her sensitive cunt.

“I’m a slut,” Kyra squeaked, barely audible over the loud SLAP SLAP SLAP of Daddy’s large hand on her slit.

“LOUDER.”

SMACK SMACK SMACK.

“I’m a slut!” Kyra moaned. The sweet afterglow of an orgasm had swiftly disappeared, replaced by the pain of being cuntspanked.

“What kind of slut?” Daddy growled, pinching Kyra’s clit and twisting hard!

“AAAHHHHH! I’m a rapeslut, Daddy. I’m a rapeslut!” Kyra squealed loud and clear, whining until Daddy let go of her sensitive nub.

The chauffeur looked very pleased at the confession.

“Well, pleased to see you, miss Rapeslut!” he said, “I hope to see you again later,” he winked at her in the mirror and then unlocked the doors.

Kyra chest heaved, taken off guard by the sudden pain that her Daddy had visited upon her young body. Daddy squeezed her thighs affectionately and finally let her close her legs.

With shaky knees, Kyra slid off her Daddy’s legs, waiting for him to zip himself back up and then open the car door.

Daddy helped her out of the car and Kyra immediately felt self conscious. They weren’t at the regular mall, but on a street in town with all sorts of boutique shops. Daddy was dressed in a suit for their father-daughter outing, but Kyra was only wearing a short yellow sundress that just covered the tops of her thighs. There was no hiding the fact that she was wet between the legs because her juice glistened in the sunlight. And the slight breeze could lift the back of her dress at any second, exposing her anal fleshlight.

“C’mon sweetie!” Daddy said, offering his elbow. Kyra tottered forward on her white platform wedges, reaching down to tug at her skirt, but then Daddy caught her hand and gave her warning look.

“Sorry daddy,” Kyra said, biting her bottom lip.

“You’re my rapeslut, remember? You’re pledging your holes and your clit to me soon. Since all of this belongs to me, I’m the one who controls who gets to see it,” Daddy said serenely. He smiled at one of the tourists who was walking by. The man, who was wearing a shirt and beach shorts, looked a little taken aback at the sight of Kyra, who had obviously just been fucked. But then his look of surprise quickly turned lecherous too and he gave Daddy a commiserating look.

Kyra felt her face go hot with embarrassment and shame.

But like Daddy said, he was in charge and he knew what was best for her!

With that in mind, she took his elbow with a tiny smile and let him lead her down the street.

Darron could feel all eyes on his sweet slutty daughter as they walked down the boulevard. He had purposely chosen a short dress and white platforms, raising her petite frame a few inches higher so that her wet thighs would draw attention. Her nipples had hardened into nubs that were obvious through the thin fabric of her dress. Her face was pink in humiliation, which sent a thrill of arousal through Darron every time he looked at her sweet visage.

Belham Boulevard was about an hour away from the mansion, located close to Belham beach. It had a number of high end brand name shops interspersed with local offerings, populated by numerous tourists. Of course, that was just its public face. Like many other places, it had a more ... private persona. There was a section of the beach, a private section, where nudists gathered. In the back alleys, there were certain establishments where men could satisfy their desires. And some of the stores had very interesting backrooms.

Darron fully intended on using some of those things before their day trip was over.

He led Kyra to their first stop, a seemingly high-end boutique with a wide variety of dresses.

The bell on the door jingled as Darron led Kyra into the shop.

“Welcome to Belham Boutique! The Best on the Boulevard!” the male assistant said with a big smile. He did a little double take when he saw the state of Kyra, but then quickly smoothed over his expression and gestured for them to come inside.

There were other shoppers in the store, browsing the racks and racks of beautiful dresses. Most of them were women, but there were a few men here and there who were obviously waiting on their significant others.

“Thank you,” Darron paused to read the assistant’s nametag, “Lucas,” he said with a grin, guiding Kyra into the shop with a hand on the small of her back. As they passed the assistant, Darron made sure to pull up the back of Kyra’s skirt, exposing her buttocks and the massive toy spreading her asscheeks.

Lucas made a choked off sound and Kyra squeaked in surprise, her face turning even redder than before.

None of the other shoppers noticed.

Perfect.

Darron made Kyra walk past two of the other customers with her skirt like that before he finally let go and let the fabric fall over her ass again.

“Go on sweetie, go pick out a dress!” Darron encouraged his daughter.

Kyra hesitated, but then walked over to one of the racks.

Darron waited until she had started browsing through the pretty sundresses to grab the bottom of her dress again and lift it, this time making eye contact with one of the guys standing nearby. He looked confused for a moment, and then looked down, and then his eyes went really wide at what he was seeing.

Darron winked at the man, and grabbed Kyra’s bare ass, giving it a hard squeeze.

Kyra gasped, then bit her lip, giving her father a betrayed look over her shoulder. Darron raised an eyebrow at her then jerked his head at the other customer. Kyra turned to look, her face going pinker and pinker as she realized a complete stranger was looking at the massive anal fleshlight lodged in her shithole.

Darron let go of Kyra’s dress and gave the other man a meaningful look towards the dressing rooms.

“Sweetheart, why don’t you try on this dress?” Darron asked loudly, holding out a deep blue maxi dress that he had no intention of buying. Kyra took the dress with a look of confusion, but she knew better than to refuse her father and she quickly made her way to the dressing rooms.

Darron motioned at Lucas and waved for him to follow. Together, they trailed behind Kyra.

“This one,” Lucas said smoothly, leading Kyra to the very last cubicle.

She stepped inside obediently, gasping when Darron crowded into the cubicle behind her.

He slipped a finger into her pussy and started fingering her hard. Weeks of being fed aphrodisiacs and the nonstop conditioning meant that Kyra’s cunt immediately started to gush. Her body had gotten used to responding to any sort of penetration with slick!

“Oooo!” Kyra moaned.

“Quiet, we don’t want others to hear,” Darron hissed into her ear.

He grabbed the little plug stuffed into her anal fleshlight and removed it, sticking it into Kyra’s mouth to gag her.

“I’m sending Lucas in to help you, and you’re going to let him give you all the help you need, alright sweetie?” Darron asked softly.

Kyra whined softly, nodding in acceptance.

Darron backed out of the cubicle and gestured for Lucas to step inside.

Kyra’s heart was thumping hard in her chest.

She was clutching the blue dress in her hands, her own pastel yellow sundress hiked up to her hips, one of the steel butt plugs in her mouth like a pacifier, and her pussy so wet that it was dripping down to her ankles.

Daddy had just left her inside the dressing room and said he was sending in the shop assistant, a complete stranger, to rape her ass.

The curtain drew back and Lucas stepped inside.

He was a tall, dark skinned man who looked as if he had spent his entire life surfing in the sun then enjoying cocktails on the beach. He gazed at Kyra with lust in his eyes.

“So you’re a slut,” he murmured, putting one hand on the wall over Kyra’s head.

Kyra bit back a soft moan, nodding at his words. He reached down, sticking two fingers into Kyra’s pussy first, then wiping her juices on her mound.

“You’re so fucking horny, look at you,” Lucas growled.

Kyra nodded harder. There was no way she could deny the power that cock held over her. Even though she felt humiliated and embarrassed, even though she felt afraid and anxious at being seen by a complete stranger like this, her body was honest about what it wanted.

Lucas spun her around and pushed her chest first against the wall. He fished his cock out of his pants and slammed it into the fleshlight in Kyra’s ass.

Kyra gasped around the gag in her mouth. The cruel toy denied her the sensation of a thick black cock thrusting into her shitter. She couldn’t feel the way his dick stretched her sphincter out or how it stimulated her rectal walls. Now that Kyra knew she could have powerful rectal orgasms whenever her father raped her shithole, she had grown to associate painal with pleasure. Even the idea of being drilled in the shitter made her wet with anticipation. Being denied the unique agony of cumming from anal abuse was making Kyra feel conflicted and strangely submissive.

Here was a man, perfectly capable of pummeling Kyra’s rectum into pool of pleasure. But because her father had decided to put a fleshlight into her shitter, she could only go through the motions of being assfucked, marinate in the humiliation of being used as a sex toy without ever achieving her own peak.

In the tiny dressing room of the boutique, Kyra had been reduced to nothing more than the fleshlight shoved into her rectum, a vehicle for a cock’s pleasure and a receptacle for cum.

Lucas slammed his hips forwards, grunting softly as he used Kyra’s shithole for his own pleasure. He grabbed her tits through her dress, manhandling them roughly and twisting her nipples hard.

“Mmmngh!” Kyra whimpered.

In the next cubicle, two girls chatted as they walked in, and then began to try on clothes, asking each other for opinions.

Kyra felt a frisson of fear go through her. It was one thing to be a cockslut in the eyes of men. Men were often appreciative of her dick servitude. But what would other girls think? Not everyone was as accepting of her slutty nature, Kyra was sure of it.

The thoughts were chased from her mind when Lucas slammed his hips forwards one last time, releasing his cum inside the fleshlight in her ass. He groaned with satisfaction and then pulled his cock out.

With a lewd grin, he pulled the gag from Kyra’s lips and then made her bend over, presenting her anal fleshlight to him for further inspection. He made an appreciative sound as he pushed the steel plug into the orifice.

“Clean it,” he growled.

Kyra got on her knees immediately and then opened her mouth obediently. The fear at being discovered by the other girls faded when she came face to face with the big lovely cock in front of her. A pang of sadness rose in her. It was such a shame that she didn’t get to enjoy the full experience of being fucked by this cock! It was so girthy, so thick, so long. Surely it could have raped her ass into rectal bliss!

She carefully licked and sucked Lucas’ softening cock and tucked him back into his pants.

He produced a hanky from his pocket and thoughtfully helped to clean up some of her cunt juices from her legs, leaving just a hint of her slick visible on her thighs.

“Thanks, slut,” he said with a grin, then slunk out the curtain, leaving Kyra feeling a little small and yet also hornier than before.

“Do you like the dress?” Daddy called from outside the cubicle.

“No, daddy,” Kyra said quietly. She stuck her head out and immediately caught the eye of the girls who were trying on dresses just next to her. They gave her twin looks of disgust that made Kyra feel humiliated.

Had they heard her? Had they heard Lucas? Or did they see him leaving her cubicle? Maybe it was all three? But it wasn’t as if she could do anything about it. Daddy had asked her to let Lucas ‘help’ her and so she obeyed. The thought comforted her just a little. No matter what happened, Daddy knew best. Right? Maybe this was for her own good.

“Try this one then,” Daddy said, handing her another dress.

Kyra took it and quickly retreated to the privacy of the small stall.

She looked in the mirror. Her hair was a mess, her lips were red. She looked flushed and dare she say, sex addled? The frustration of being fucked yet not getting to truly feel the fucking, it was making her eyes gloss over and her expression glazed.

Kyra bit her lip and then quickly tried on the dress.

“This one too,” came Daddy’s voice.

Another outfit was shoved through the curtains.

Kyra let herself get caught up in the carousel of outfits that Daddy passed to her, putting the humiliating fuck out of her mind. Daddy knew best. She just had to trust him.

They left the store with two dresses. One was a low cut baby pink shift dress and the other was a white mini dress made of pure lace. Both made Kyra blush when she put them on because it was evident that neither were able to hide what was going on under her clothes. Eventually, when Daddy claimed her holes and her clit, the fabric of both dresses would expose her status to the world.

Daddy looked very pleased when she modeled them for him in the dressing rooms, and then tipped Lucas as they left.

Lucas grabbed Kyra’s ass when she walked out the door, making her squeak. All the feelings of humiliation and being used rose up again and she left with pink cheeks.