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Author’s Note: This is my first time writing. Being dominated by my own child has always
been a fantasy of mine. I appreciate all the comments and reviews. (Bad & good). I take them all
seriously and am trying to improve my writings. I sincerely hope all can enjoy this story. I enjoy writing it
and hope there will be more stories like this one. This part is a little longer but I didn’t want to cut an
event in half. Thank you all for reading it.
My Daughter Becomes My Mistress: Part 5
As we were being lead through the mall, I noticed that some of the people from the clothing
store were following us. I was getting more nervous and afraid than I ever was. I enjoyed self-bondage
but never thought things would go this far. I was a becoming more afraid of my Mistress, the girl who
was once my daughter. I was finally starting to realize that I had better immediately do whatever she
wanted exactly the way she wanted. The whore NEVER thought the two who were once her friends
would do this to her. I noticed she was mortified by standing in the store naked for all to see and some
of those people were now following us and staring and pointing. I think she was realizing the same fear
that I was, although because of her youth, she was a little slower to figure this all out.
My Mistress handed me $10 and told me to go to the Bookstore there and by an “adult” MENS
magazine. She told me I had 5 minutes to return. She said every minute past 5 would add another 15
minutes to my already 15 minute punishment. I practically ran to the bookstore and but I had returned
within the 5 minute time period.
The three of them were sitting at a table in the restaurant. Mistress told me to sit down next to
the whore. I had noticed that there were two LARGE sodas on the table in front of us. Mistress and Miss
Cindy told each of us to drink our soda completely up. They told us to drink it quickly but that it was NOT
a race. It took a few minutes because the cups were an extra large size.
They then explained what we were doing.
Mistress said:
You will both have to pee eventually. When you do, each will go to the women’s bathroom and
pee in your respective cup and return. The one that has the most pee in their cup wins and the other will
get an extra 15 minutes with the cunt clamps on.
Miss Cindy giggled and said to Mistress, “This will be fun. This was a good idea.”
I was so terribly afraid of those clamps. I already had 15 minutes coming. We both sat and
waited trying to hold out and have as much piss as possible. After ½ hour, we were both squirming in
our seats. To make matters worse, Mistress and Miss Cindy kept splashing their straws around in their
drinks.
Soon the whore got up and ran to the women’s bathroom with cup in her hand. I waited for one
more minute and ran when I thought I might piss on the floor. I ran into the bathroom and heard the
whore pissing in her cup. I quickly went into the other stall and with great relief, started pissing into my
cup also. She was finished first but then she ran first, so I had no idea which one of us had more. I finally
emptied myself and walked out with a cup ½ full of piss. The whore was sitting there with her cup of piss
also.
It was so close I couldn’t tell just by looking. Mistress held up her straw to each cup and measured them.
I don’t know how but the whore had more in her cup than I did. Mistress then said, “The slut loses and
the whore wins. Slut gets 15 minutes more tonight.” Now we both had ½ hour coming.
Miss Cindy then told Mistress that she owed her $5 for losing the bet. Mistress then glared at
me and said, “Nice going slut, now you get another ½ hour for that. I guess you’ll have to learn the hard
way like the whore does.” Now I was up to ¾ of an hour and the whore only had ½ hour. I started to cry,
then stopped quickly but still had tears running down my cheeks. Mistress then said, “Quit you whining
and crying. YOU’RE THE one that screwed it up.”
Miss Cindy then said, “Now you both will switch cups and when I say GO, you will drink each
other’s piss as fast as you can.”
She yelled, “GO!” We both grabbed the other’s cup and drank as fast as we could. The taste was
TERRIBLE! We both almost gagged and puked it up but somehow managed to get it down. I had finished
first. Mistress told Miss Cindy, “Now you owe me that $5 back.” They both laughed at the two of us
sitting there with cups of empty piss. Miss Cindy then said, “WOW! They seemed to have liked it so
much the way they gulped it all down, maybe we should let them have more once and a while.” They
both started laughing even more at that.
While they munched on their French fries, we both sat there with that piss taste in our mouths
and watched quietly.
Mistress then said that they had one more little contest for us. She said we even will enjoy it
even more
Mistress then said:
“Here is what you both are to do. You will both pick one guy in this restaurant and convince him
to fuck you. Here are the rules: for each of you:
1) You must stay in this restaurant.
2) You can pick ANY guy you wish but only ONE.
3) You can CUM as much as you wish to.
4) You must give him a blow-job if he requests it but he still needs to actually fuck you in your
worthless cunt.
5) When he is finished with you, you will not clean up and return to the table here and stand in
front of us.
The one that returns first will get a reward.
READY? GO!!!
We both got up and looked around quickly. The whore hesitated a little. She was not
experienced at asking men to fuck her and she was a little nervous. I knew the best way to win, even
though I knew it wouldn’t be pleasant. I saw the whore walk over to a young guy and start talking to him
while I was walking over to my target.
The guy I chose was middle aged and slightly overweight. I knew I would not need much
convincing to get him to fuck me. My only problem was to where I would go. I couldn’t just go at it on
the table. I figured the only place was either the men’s or women’s bathroom. All this was going through
my mind as I walked over to his table.
As I sat down next to him, he looked at me, then just stared and didn’t say anything.
Slut: “may I please sit here, sir.”
Guy: “Ah, sure.”
Slut: Could you do me a great favor? Pleeeesssseeeee?”
Guy: “Anything”
Slut: “I know this sounds strange but I really need you to fuck me, right now!”
Guy: “Right here?”
Slut: “Yes. We should go into the men’s’ room, though, don’t you think?”
Guy: “Is this a joke? Am I being set up? How do I know you are not a cop, looking to ‘bust’ me?”
I then moved over next to him and pulled his hand to my cunt. He felt my cunt and started to
gently rub me. I immediately started to get wet and moan.
Slut: “I am NOT asking for any money. Would I Stick your hand in my cunt if I were setting you
up?”
Guy: “No you wouldn’t. Let’s go into the men’s room.”
As he walked, I noticed he had a huge “hard-on” and I was getting hornier with each step. We
went into the men’s room and I didn’t care who was in there. I needed to be fucked for two reasons.
1) I was so damn horny, I would burst!
2) I needed him to fill my cunt with his cum. I was wondering what this “reward” was.
We started to go into the Men’s room but we heard some people in there. I told him we
could use the Ladies’ room. I checked and there was no one in there. I practically dragged him
into a stall. He was pulling up what there was of my skirt and feeling my ass after we got in
there. I unzipped him and pulled his pants down to his ankles. He was average sized but I didn’t
care. I needed that cock in me! He was so damn hard, you could hold the back of a car up with it.
I pulled my skirt off, got on the floor on hands and knees like a dog and said, “FUCK ME! COME
ON! FUCK ME! I NEED IT!
He couldn’t shove it in fast enough. I was so damn wet it slipped in easily. He started to
pump that hard cock in and out….in and out like a jack-hammer. I hadn’t had a cock in a long
time. As he was fucking me, I realized that he was going to finish long before I was so I started to
finger myself, while he was fucking me. Mistress said I could cum as much as I wanted and I
wasn’t going to waist this chance to cum.
I rubbed my cunt almost as fast as he was pumping. He was groaning and was sweating
all over my back. Finally, I started to cum with such intensity; I started to scream a little bit.
Soon after he was cumming into my cunt with what I had hoped was a huge load. I then asked
him to keep going. I wanted him to keep fucking me. I knew there was a reward but at that
moment I didn’t care. I NEEDED his cock and I NEEDED to cum again. I knew he was still hard and
could keep going. I figured he hadn’t had a good fuck in a LONG time. He didn’t disappoint me.
He very quickly started pumping me with almost no hesitation after he had cum. I could feel his
cum running down my thighs but didn’t care. I NEEDED to cum again
It took a little longer for him to cum again and I was working my finger like the true slut I
was. I just wanted to cum and I didn’t care how I did it. Finally, I had cum again with such
intensity, I screamed again, like before. He “came” soon after. I could have stayed in there all
day and let each guy in the place fuck me but I knew I had to get back.
He pulled out and almost collapsed. His sweat was dripping down his chest and stomach
onto my back. He had put two nice loads into my cunt. I got up and asked him if I could suck him
clean to thank him for fucking me. He smiled in his own little world of lust and nodded his head.
I spun around and took his now half limp cock into my mouth and sucked, licked and wiped it
clean all over my face. I was not thinking of the race I was in. I was only thinking of my own lust.
Finally, he pulled his pants up and thanked me. I told him, “No, thank you. You have
done me a great favor.” He said, “Well, any time you need another favor, I come into this place
every day at this time. I will be glad to help.”
He washed his hands and left. I got up, my face full of his cum and my own juices mixed
up, and his cum starting to slowly run down my thighs. As I walked out of the stall we were in
another woman walked in and gave me a strange look. I just smiled, winked and walked out
saying, “You’re a few minutes too late. You could have watched the whole show, if you’d been a
couple minutes sooner.”
I started to walk back across the restaurant where my Mistress was sitting with Miss
Cindy. I walked up to the table and stood there all the while noticing that the whore was not
there, yet. All the while I was standing there, the guys cum was oozing down my legs and thighs.
I hoped no one noticed but at that time, I wasn’t too concerned. I got to cum….TWICE! I was still
in my own little world of lust. Mistress and Miss Cindy stared at me.
Mistress: “Eeeewww, GROSS! She’s got his cum dripping down her leg.”
Miss Cindy: “That just proves even more that she’s a slut, that’s all. Do you like the cum
dripping down your leg, slut?”
Slut: “Yes Miss Cindy, Yes Mistress, I do. I am here to make my Mistress happy. I am very
grateful, Mistress for letting me cum. I am proud to be your slut, Mistress.”
Mistress: Cindy, I’ll bet you a dollar it takes 10 minutes for that cum to reach her knees.
Miss Cindy: You’re on! I’ll bet it takes 5 minutes!
Mistress: Don’t move slut! If I lose this, you will pay for it!
I stood there honestly afraid. My Mistress was getting more aggressive and creative. I
knew her punishments would get worse. It would be more than just the clamps, as though they
weren’t enough. I still shuddered, just thinking about that pain!
AUTHOR’S NOTE: The following section is what was happening to Mary (the whore)
while Sarah (the slut) was leaving the table and getting fucked in the ladies room. It is written in
the first person as the whore was seeing it.
I heard what they told us and I practically ran from the table looking around for a guy to
fuck me.
My God! What was I turning into? These were my friends and now they were using me
for their enjoyment. What was I going to do? I had no choice. Cindy still had those pictures of
me licking Sarah’s pussy and using the vibrator. I was still mortified of all the people that saw me
in the clothing store standing naked at that checkout counter for 10 minutes. Fortunately we
were not near our little town and no one knew me.
I saw a guy sitting by himself and walked toward him. He was kind of cute and only a
little older than I was which made this a little better but I still had to ask him to fuck me. I was so
damn nervous. I have never had sex with anyone before. I have NEVER been with a guy or even
seen a cock in my life! I didn’t know quite how to approach and ask.
I walked over to his table and asked if I could sit down there.
Whore: ”May I please sit here with you?”
Looking me over head to toe, I knew what he was thinking and he was right. This was his
lucky day but I am not sure it was mine.
Guy: “Yes, make you self at home. What’s your name?”
Whore: “I am called whore. My given name is not used anymore. I need to ask you
something.”
Smiling, he said: “OK, Whore, What is your question?”
I hesitated and couldn’t believe I was going to ask him, a total stranger to fuck me. I was
shaking with fear but at the same time, I remembered what it felt like to have an orgasm with
that vibrator. Was a guy the same?
Whore: “Please, I need you to fuck me. I know this sounds strange but I really need you
to fuck me right now and quickly.”
Guy: “You seem nervous. Am I being set up or something? Are you getting me in
trouble?”
Whore: “NO! NO! I am not. You MUST believe me. I will get into trouble if I am not
fucked by someone quickly and I must stay in this restaurant.”
Guy: Why will you be in trouble for that?
Whore: “I can’t say or I will be in more trouble. Please. Please fuck me. Now!
Guy:”Wow. I have never had a girl beg like that. I guess this is that ‘LUCKY DAY’
everyone talks about. You need to stay in here? OK, I guess we could go into the Men’s room.
It’s the only place we can go.”
He got up and held out his hand to me. I took his hand in fallowed him into the men’s
room. When we went in, there was another guy standing in there peeing. The guy I was with
looked over and said, “Hi Kyle, want to join me? This girl needs to be fucked.”
Kyle: “Sure Pete. It looks like it was a good day to go to the mall. This is the girl I saw
naked in the clothing store earlier.”
Pete: “Come on then. Let’s go into the handicapped stall. It’s the only place big enough
for the three of us.”
Kyle then dragged me into the stall with Pete right behind us. They quickly and without
being gentle about it, pulled my top and skirt off. There I was, standing in the men’s room with
two guys not much older than I was, NAKED! Pete then threw my clothes out of the stall onto
the floor someplace I couldn’t see. Now, I was getting even more afraid. These two guys were
being aggressive and rough with me and now my clothes were on the floor someplace. I was
petrified someone would come in and take them. What would I do, then? I would have to walk
out of the men’s room naked, across the restaurant and just stand there in front of my Mistress.
Kyle then said, “On your knees, whore!” I knelt down and looked up at them. I had an
idea what they wanted at this point. I said pleadingly, “Please no. Please just fuck me.” Kyle said,
“We will do what we want. You are the one that begged me to bring you in here. If you want to
be fucked, you will do whatever we what.”
They then both dropped their pants and I got a close-up view of what a cock looks like. I
was very afraid but at the same time, curious. I wanted to reach out and touch both of their
cocks. Pete then grabbed my head by the hair and ears and shoved his cock into my mouth.
Even though I was gagging he still shoved it all the way in. Kyle then grabbed my hands and put
them on his cock and said, “Get them hands busy too, whore or I will shove my cock into your
mouth at the same time!” I was shaking with fear but they couldn’t tell. Pete started to pump
his cock in and out of my mouth very fast and hard. I tried to not gag and at the same time every
time I didn’t continue to stroke Kyle’s cock, he would hit me in the side of my head with his fist.
I was not good at this. I had never done this before. Pete continued pumping and said, “She’s
not a very good cock-sucker.” Kyle said, “She will learn a few lessons today, won’t she?” Pete
said while laughing and grunting, “YUP!”
Pete then stiffened up and grunted very loudly. I felt something warm shoot into my
mouth. It tasted strange but as bad as the pee I was forced to drink. It had an almost salty-sweet
taste. It was not unpleasant. I couldn’t hold it all and some of it was dripping out of my mouth
and down my chin. Just as this was happening, Kyle groaned a little and he shot what I assume
was the same thing. His CUM?? I had never seen a cock, let alone seen a guy cum before. Kyle’s
cum had squirted all over my face and chest. They both pulled away at the same time and I
almost fell to the floor. I just knelt there with their cum all over my face and chest and watched
them pull their pants back on. Suddenly I was shaking with fear. They started to walk away and
apparently were just going to leave me like this. I was ordered to NOT clean up but at that point
I wasn’t sure where my clothes were.
Whore: “PLEASE…PLEASE don’t leave me. I need you to fuck me. PLEASE?”
Kyle: “Why should we? WE got what we wanted. We got a blow job and a hand job and
got to cum all over a cute little girl.”
Whore: “I am sorry if I wasn’t good enough. I have never been with a guy before.”
Pete:”You have NEVER been fucked by a guy before???!!”
Whore: (Tearing up) “No, I haven’t. Please come and fuck me or I will get into trouble.
Please?”
Just a couple of weeks earlier, all I could think of were what my grades were going to be
in school. What was my grade in History? Now here I was, kneeling in a men’s room, naked,
begging two strangers to fuck me. All this I was doing because one of my best friends was black
mailing me with pictures of me, naked using a dildo and licking a woman’s pussy.
Kyle looked at Pete and said, “MY GOD, SHE’S A VIRGIN!!!”
Pete: “We can’t let this one go. I have never popped a ‘cherry’ before.”
They started to walk back to me. I was a little relieved. Cindy (now my Mistress), had
ordered me to be fucked. I was more afraid of her punishment than anything else that would
happen.
Kyle and Pete walked back into the stall by me. They ordered me to bend over, put my
head in the toilet and stick my ass up for them. They both laughed when Kyle said, “If you need
a drink, help yourself.”
I slowly put my head into the toilet. I was so close I could drink if I wanted to but
fortunately they didn’t order me to. If they did, I would HAVE to drink. My Mistress told me I
was to do WHATEVER they told me. It was more nasty in there than drinking 5 glasses of pee
and swallowing the cum of 10 men. It was terrible! I then pushed my ass up for them, hoping at
least one of them would fuck me. I still had no idea what it was going to be like. I was afraid and
curious at the same time.
I felt one of them start to push, what I assumed was his now hard cock, into my cunt. He
was not gentle and it hurt a lot. He started to pump like a wild man and said, “My god, she’s
tight. She MUST be a virgin.” I screamed and started to cry. It DID hurt, but started to feel good
at the same time. I felt violated and hurt but thankful at the same time. I didn’t know what to
do. Should I feel hurt and pain or should I feel the pleasure that was slowly consuming me?
Suddenly, I felt a rush of juices running out of my cunt and onto my thighs. Kyle, who was
apparently the one fucking me, suddenly said,” There it is. I just popped her cherry. It feels
good. I would never have thought I could be the one to pop anyone’s cherry.” All this time I was
giving into my lust. The pleasure was something that I never felt. Even the vibrator was not as
good as this! I realized I was riding the wave of lust that was building and overtaking me.
Kyle suddenly grunted and slammed his cock into me hard. I could feel his cum pumping
into me. He then pulled out and let Pete start to fuck me. Pete rammed his cock into me without
being gentle at all, but this time I was well lubricated with Kyle’s cum. Pete then said, “It’s now
my turn whore. Keep your head down and your ass up so I can fuck you good!”
Pete started to pump in and out of my cunt hard and fast. By this time, I was beginning
to enjoy it. I started to hump back on his cock with the rhythm of his pumping. I reached down
with one hand and started to instinctively rub on my clit. I was suddenly beginning to cum and
pumped my ass as hard and as fast as I could. Pete suddenly started to groan and rammed his
cock into my cunt hard and held it there. All this while I was cumming in a wave of a huge
orgasm! Pete pulled out and all I could do is lay there in the aftermath of a huge orgasm. All this
time, I had my head in the toilet but didn’t care at this point.
Kyle:”Get up and on your knees whore. We have another job for you.”
Whore:”Yes sir”
I then slowly got up out of the toilet, still on my knees and faced them. I then saw
something that brought me back to reality. Kyle’s cock was half limp and covered in blood. Pete
had a little blood but not as much as Kyle’s. I must have had a shocked look on my face. They
both laughed.
Kyle:”She must be a virgin. See her reaction to her cherry?”
Pete: (laughing) “I see. She is a new whore, then.”
Kyle: “Yup. Come here whore and clean us both up. We can’t walk around like this.
Come here and suck us clean.” If you don’t, you will not get your clothes back.”
I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t want to clean them off. They were both full of cum
AND blood. My blood, apparently. I had no idea this would happen. I had hoped this was
normal. By their reaction, it seemed to be but I was still wondering.
I slowly crawled over to Kyle on my knees and started to lick him clean. It was not as bad
as the toilet and I soon had both Kyle and Pete cleaned off. Now I had cum and blood on my
face, cum on my chest and blood and cum on my thighs and slowly moving down my legs.
Kyle: “Pete, I think she needs to do one more thing for us.”
Pete: “what’s that?”
Kyle: “OK, whore, as long as you’re down there, you will go over to the toilet and clean
off the seat for the next guy to use it. Get over there on your knees and lick it clean or you will
walk out of here naked.”
Whore: (shaking with fear) “yes sir”
I hesitated but had no choice. I crawled over to the toilet began to lick the seat clean. It
tasted so awful, I almost gagged. I tried to block out the taste. If I walked out naked, I had no
clothes. I would either have to walk out of the mall naked or back to the clothing store naked for
more clothes. If I did either, I am sure I would be punished for that, so I continued to lick the
seat clean.
It didn’t take very long and I was soon finished. Kyle and Pete were laughing so hard, I
got beet red with embarrassment. They finally stopped laughing at me and threw me my clothes
and told me to put them on. I tried to put them on without wiping myself off. I was told not to
clean myself. The pain from those cunt clamps was still fresh in my mind. After I put my clothes
on and stood up, Kyle came over took out a one dollar bill, stuck it to my chest and said, “He you
go, whore. Here is your payment. Now you can tell everyone you are a true whore. You have
fucked someone for money.” They both laughed and walked out.
I got up and walked out of the men’s room grateful that no one came in at that moment
with the dollar stuck to my chest because of the cum on my chest. I walked across the
restaurant with cum and blood on my face, cum on my chest and two loads of cum with blood
running down my thighs.
People DID notice and mostly stared at me without saying anything. I hurried over to my
Mistress and Miss Jenny. They were watching me and staring also. I stood in front of their table
beside the slut and waited.
I waited for what seemed to be an eternity. All three of them looked at me and smiled.
Mistress (Cindy): Wow! Look at the whore. She was busy, wasn’t she? She even made
more money!”
Miss Jenny: “Yup. She sure did. Let’s go before we get into trouble here.”
Author’s note: At this point on the story goes back being told as the slut sees it.
We both fallowed our Mistress’s out of the mall. Once again all the people that could
see us were staring. I still had cum dripping down my leg. I was worried because my Mistress
had lost the bet. It only took 5 minutes for the cum on my leg to reach my knees. I had noticed
that the whore had attracted much more attention than I did. She was quite a mess. I hoped she
at least got to cum once. For me, being embarrassed like this was well worth two orgasms!
They did not say anything about the reward they promised to the winner. I did win. I
was back first. The best reward was to be able to service my Mistress for letting me cum.
When we started to get into the car, Mistress said, “Take those skirts off and sit on them
or you two will get the seats all sticky and wet with your dirty asses. You might as well take the
tops off too so you don’t look funny by not matching. You both would look silly with just tops
on.” They both laughed as we pulled out of the parking lot.
I started to drive home, wondering about the reward.
Then as we drove, I remembered we both had punishments coming. I started to sweat
in fear of those clamps…………………………………
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