Author: vortexofdisfunction

Walking towards the car, leaving work, the phone buzzes. A new text message from Daddy. “There is a box on your porch, when you get home, open it and follow the instructions. And don’t ask any questions”. The butterflies flutter as they stimulate your stomach. This could be anything, there is no guessing as to what he has in mind. The only thing that is certain is that he is an absolute pervert. After talking for months, the dating part had just recently started. Racing thoughts about different scenarios swirl, causing your heart to race. The only one enjoying this situation is “Peaches”. Daddy named your pussy “Peaches” because she is so soft and smooth like a Georgia Peach. He loves having you undress in front of him and placing her in front of him so that he can inspect her. Peaches is always wet, a simple text from Daddy can make her instantly hot.
Upon arrival, a straight line is made to the bedroom with the package. Like a kid on Christmas morning, the bow is ripped off the box and the wrapping removed as if it were an annoyance. Pulling the lid off, reveals a post card, clothing, and jewelry. On the post card it says:
Baby Girl,
Follow the directions below and I will see you in a little while.
Take a shower and style your hair with light curls
Put on make-up as if you were going to a modeling gig
No Bra / No Panties
Wear only what is in the box, nothing more.
Be ready to leave the house at 8pm sharp, there will be a car coming to get you.
Daddy
Searching through the box you find a short black evening dress, a set of black heels, jewelry & accessories to match. Doing as you are told, you get ready and put on lots of make-up and style your hair. Daddy wants complete access to you all evening, so he requested no panties or bra. Tonight, will begin a long history of no panties or bras when in Daddy’s presence. Sliding into the micro dress that Daddy had the tailor shorten about another inch, creates a feeling of being completely exposed. The dress barely covers your cheeks, and if it slides up a few centimeters, then Peaches is going to be on display. Movement will have to be in short strides and in slow fashion to keep the dress from riding up. The jewelry sparkles as it accents the outfit perfectly. The high heels shape your calves, thighs, and lift your ass into the perfect position.
The car pulls up right on time and departs to the destination. When asked, the driver responds that you are headed to a new trendy spot, which is a small intimate high-end dessert and cocktail lounge that just opened. Upon arrival, the valet opens the door and immediately gets a full view of Peaches as he watches you step out of the car. His stare reminds you instantly that you are not wearing panties, creating a hot flash of embarrassment. Leaving him drunk from the vision of beauty. As the hostess greets you at the door, her eyes are focused on your tiny dress. Unable to gather herself she escorts you over to where Daddy is at the bar. Daddy’s eyes light up as he visually traces your body from head to toe. “You look so beautiful Baby”, he says as his hands cup your ass cheeks. There is no doubt he means every word of what he just said. The embarrassment of the valet experience and entering the lounge practically naked has your face a little flush, so Daddy orders you a martini to help calm the nerves. The A/C unit kicks on as you stand there in Daddy’s arms, a sudden breeze of cool air comes swirling under your tiny dress and blows kisses on your vulnerable and exposed wet lips. Sending a chill all over as another reminder of your situation.
While sipping on the martini, the couple sitting next to you are both staring at your outfit. The woman looks you in the eyes, then at your micro dress, then to Daddy, and makes this rotation a few times. Clearly, not knowing how to process what she is seeing. Almost in disbelief. The man on the other hand has a smile he is trying to suppress before his wife looks back at him. He is visually undressing you completely, fantasizing about all the nasty things he would do if you were his. Peaches cannot handle the situation much longer, she is sooo wet, she loves being objectified by Daddy. She craves for Daddy to treat her as his Fuck Doll. Peaches is so wet that a string of grool begins to stretch off her lips and has become visible below the dress line. As the grool glistens from the chandelier lights, the reflections draw attention. One patron has a double take and can’t keep his mouth shut as he sits paralyzed staring at your inner thighs. This catches the attention of another patron that is wondering what the hell he is doing, but quickly realizes why. Which draws the attention of another and another. Soon all the men are locked visually on the dangling delicious treat between your legs. Noticing what is happening, Peaches becomes lustful as she realizes that every man in the bar wants to fuck her. “Don’t move”, Daddy says as he takes his hand and slides between your legs, scooping up the dangling treat with his fingers. Slowly lifting his hand, he slides his two wet fingers in your mouth, chuckling as the jaws drop from those around you. This is the first time Daddy has brought out your inner whore in public, and it is exactly what has been missing in your life.
“Your table is ready” says the hostess, as she turns and leads the way to the small circular booth. She steps to the side while Daddy holds your hand so that you may sit and slide into the booth. The hostess blushes as she sees Peaches completely soaked, as you position yourself into the booth. She walks away without a word, flustered at the experience. Another round of martinis comes to the table, and as the server is placing them on top of the cocktail napkins, Daddy slides his hand between your legs and pulls them open, running his fingers up and down your wetness. The waiter begins to studder his words as he watches lustfully as Peaches is being molested right in front of him. Daddy orders a Crème Brule. The waiter catches his breath and askes, “and for the lady”. To which Daddy responds, “My Whore is going to have the chocolate moose cake”. The shocked expression from the waiter as he stares at your pussy, adds to the humiliating experience of being called a whore out loud. Daddy never misses a beat, as the waiter stands processing the moment, he continues to play with Peaches. The slurping sound of Daddy’s fingers molesting Peaches, creates a trance like sound.
Daddy continues to edge Peaches over and over, bringing her to the brink of orgasm and stopping each time perfectly. “Your clit is so swollen Baby. Look at me while I touch you, nowhere else but me”. “Yes Sir”, you reply with a quiver. The fabric underneath Peaches is soaked as the constant flow of juices saturates it. This will be a stain none of the employees will ever forget. The waiter arrives with the desserts and does his best to pretend that nothing out of the ordinary is happening, as he places them on the table. As he realizes he is being ignored, he slightly pauses to catch the view. Eventually feeling like a pervert, he shuffles off. Daddy is not letting up this time, he can feel Peaches clinching as he rubs her wetness all over her, releasing the convulsions as they tremor all over, ascending into a rumble of ecstasy. The warm sensation of Peaches cumming soaks his fingers, Daddy lifts them to his mouth as he sucks the sweet wetness clean, relishing her as she dances on his taste buds.
Daddy grabs a spoon and feeds you dessert as everyone watches him adore you. One arm around you and the other feeding sweets. After every bite, he leans in for a kiss. As the last bite of dessert, and final sip of the cocktails are enjoyed, Daddy whispers, “It’s time to go home and fuck.”