Jessica felt the restraints and the taste of Ivan still fresh on her tongue. She had been degraded the entire night and she continuously accepted it. While the cool kids were partying and drinking, she was stuck with a bunch of old perverts and bimbos showing off her body. And she hated that it turned her on. Ivan tapped on his watch. Sucking cocks so her father could get ahead, was that really what it came to? Is that how far she would stoop? She lowered herself enough to be Victoria's friend, what was a little more loss of dignity.
"I'll do it." Jessica said swallowing her pride.
"You'll do what exactly?" Ivan said.
"I'll suck everyone off like a good girl. I'll be your good little cock sucker." Jessica said what she knew he wanted to hear.
Ivan grinned. "Beg for it."
"Please let me suck those cocks. I'll do anything to have my slutty hole filled."
Ivan walked over and undid the restraints. Jessica was happy to be free again and unsure how to feel. After mentally preparing herself to suck multiple cocks, the craving was lingering. The high emotion of humiliating situation after humiliating situation had raised her horniness so high, that without relief, any sexual situation seemed desirable even if it was sucking a stranger's cock.
"That was a test. And you passed." Ivan said.
Jessica stood up and rubbed her wrists."So I don't have to suck anyone's cock?"
"No, but you do have to fuck me." Ivan played the video of Jessica's dirty talking. "Anytime I want. Wherever I want."
He grabbed her and pulled her close. "That's a lot better than sucking 50 plus unknown cocks, wouldn't you agree?"
Jessica was happy she didn't have to endure the abuse of different cocks or her father's depending on the peer pressure, which evidently was always high. But she needed to get off on something. The sexual energy within her was begging for release.
"Are you going to fuck me now?" Jessica asked.
Ivan gently placed a piece of her hair behind her ear.
"Such an eager little slut." Ivan said. "I was going to wait, but if you insist."
Ivan opened the door. "I want you to get on all fours on the table in front of the couches we were sitting at."
Jessica could see her father was still sitting there. She regretted opening her mouth. The private room lead her to believe things were going to happen behind closed doors.
"Please, no. You can fuck me in here, I'll do whatever you want."
Ivan grabbed her by the arm and shut the door behind him.
"The more compliant you are, the more dignity you'll have by the end of it."
Jessica resigned to her fate. Ivan now had her on camera like a slut and although there was nothing too embarrassing, if it ever got out, and her father saw, their relationship would be forever damaged by the awkwardness of watching his daughter act like a total slut and enabling that behavior himself. By complying further, she was making the damage close to irreparable and the film more valuable, but what other choice did she have but to play along.
Jessica avoided eye contact with her father despite seeing him staring back in her peripherals. The fact that he got Ivan's attention must have made her his lucky charm. Now she waited naked on the table on all fours. Ivan approached the couches.
"Did I not say I was going to fuck this broad. Look at her asking for it." Ivan said.
Jessica couldn't object which made it worse. Now she was the eager slut. She could hear the men laughing around her and commenting on various parts of her body. Her ass was just the right amount of tightness, no sag at all. She looked like she could take a big dick. Her tits were the perfect size for titty fucking. And finally, her least favorite one, what a dumb bimbo.
But they weren't wrong. People judge others on their actions. And all they've seen from Jessica is a piece of meat with an open invitation to play with her. How else would they describe her.
"Reed, this was yours right?" Ivan said.
Her father shrugged his shoulders. "I found her in the corner."
"Don't be polite. You were the talk of the town with that eye candy hanging off you." Ivan said. "Come, take center stage for the show."
Ivan pointed to the sofa directly in front of Jessica. If being fucked by Victoria's dad wasn't enough, having her father watch and being forced to make eye contact with him was about as humiliating as it could get.
Like her, he didn't know how to say no, nor would he dare. He leaned back on the new sofa and they made eye contact. The mind was a fascinating mystery, the way it perceived the world. He was looking directly at his daughter, where in any other context he would recognize immediately. But naked on a table waiting to be fucked completely distorted his facial recognition. The thought that she looked like his daughter must have crossed his mind based on his uncomfortable sitting position and nervous smile.
Jessica felt the tip of Ivan's penis rubbing against her pussy. There was no need for foreplay. She was soaked from being the night's entertainment. Ivan entered. She didn't want to make eye contact with her father, but she had no where else to look but in his vicinity. It was clear from the start that Ivan would not considered her pleasure in the process as he jack hammered away. The psychological aspect, knowing how much of a slut she had been and who she was doing it in front of, took care of her pleasure. Jessica tried her best to hold off an orgasm, but the combination of physical and psychological stimulation was pushing her near the edge. She made the mistake of making direct eye contact with her father. He kept his face neutral. Her eyes trailed down to the outline of his hard cock straining against his pants. He was getting turned on by his daughter being fucked publicly. The thought was too much to handle as Jessica let out a scream as she climaxed. Ivan continued on for his own pleasure as Jessica recovered with her head down.
After a few more minutes of fucking, Ivan pulled his cock out and walked around front blasting Jessica in the face. It landed in the center of her forehead and dripped down over her nose and chin. He cleaned his cock off in her mouth and then moved out of the way for her father to see the finished product.
"Smile, you dumb bimbo." Ivan said.
Jessica forced a smile as the cum slowly dripped and covered the bottom of her face.
"There you go, Reed. She's all yours again."
Ivan wandered to another area of the party, his original girls taking their place at his side. Jessica waited on the table. She became so used to waiting for commands, she didn't know what to do next. Reed stood up and offered his arm. She got off the table and accepted it.
"Look you can leave if you want to." Reed said.
Jessica sucked it up. "No, I'm fine. That's what we're here for."
"Are you sure?"
Jessica nodded. She knew the cum was to stay on her. If she wiped it off, it might provoke another sexual incident with Ivan. Better to be safe than sorry. She walked with Reed, her new master's mark covering her face for all to see.
The rest of the evening went on as normal. She followed her dad around who made many contacts. She was happy for him and hoped when they first talked in their normal roles, he would be able to forget the image of the look-alike whore from the party. It was a conversation that had her nervous.
***
The week after the party, Victoria made a point to say hi to Jessica, but still didn't hang out with her. On Friday, she was invited dress shopping for prom with Victoria and her friends. Of course they were going to one of the high end stores and with all she did for her dad, she hoped the boost in status lead to a boost in money.
She avoided her father, who was busy with work throughout the week, but if she wanted money, she had to bite the bullet. If her dad showed any hint of discomfort, she knew his subconscious worked out the truth. Whether he decided to accept that truth was the real issue.
Reed was sitting at his desk starting at his computer. Jessica knocked and walked in. Her father smiled at her like he usually did.
"Hello sweetheart, what's up?"
Jessica smiled back and walked to the front of the desk. Up close she could see hints of suspicion on her father's face. He definitely thought of that girl from the party from time to time and seeing his daughter and confirming the uncanny resemblance did little to ease his troubling mind. Jessica wore no makeup when talking to him. She didn't want to be associated with that whore in her own home.
"I'm going dress shopping with..." she couldn't say Victoria. The less association with that family the better. "Amanda. And I was wondering what my budget is?"
Reed laughed. "You tell me, sweetheart."
"Well it's the only prom I'll ever have, so I figured go big or go home, right?"
"You know prom dresses are all the same. It's the brand you're paying for."
"So what if I want to pay for a high brand?"
"How much do you want, Jessica?"
"Like...1000." Jessica said in the most innocent voice.
"1000! Absolutely not." Reed said. "300 is the best I'll do. You want to spend more than that, you're making up the difference."
"But daddy."
Reed put his hand up. "No one likes a whiner."
Jessica couldn't hide her disappointment. Her behavior seemed to trigger a memory in Reed as he sat back with a questioning look.
"Where did you say you went last weekend?"
Tone meant everything. If she had nothing to hide, it had to be a nonchalant answer. Any other tone suggested she knew what he was talking about. "Amanda's, why?"
"Nothing." Reed said. "Is that all?"
Jessica walked around his desk and gave him a kiss. She regretted wearing a low cut top as her breasts were on full view as she bent over slightly.
"Thanks for the 300, daddy."
She caught his eyes briefly examining the display before him. The whore at the party had big tits too. There was one connection. Eventually he may make the full connection if she wasn't carefully.
"You're welcome, sweetheart."
Jessica could see the internal conflict. He was trying to convince himself that it was a huge coincident and nothing more. He shook it off and smiled as she departed the room.
***
Jessica couldn't find any dress she liked. She tried on at least five, but they were all cheaper dresses. She knew she had to have the best if she was going to fit in with Victoria and her friends. Jessica made her way back to the more expensive brands. Victoria was trying on the dress from the picture she saw at the party. It looked way more beautiful in person. She made eye contact with Victoria through the mirror.
"What do you think, Jenna?" Victoria turned around and put her arms up.
