Daddy had been gone for a few days. He was away on a business trip. We communicated frequently, and he reminded me a few times that he had a surprise for me this coming Friday. So I waited anxiously for the end of the week. On Friday morning, I received a text: "Hello luv. I have been in contact with your Owner. We will pick you up at 6 tonight. But be ready: be smooth, and put on your sexiest and sluttiest outfit. See you soon sweetie." It was signed C.
I really had no clue what was going on, or what to expect. But I was excited. This was another proof that I had no control on my life anymore - Daddy was calling all the shots!
Since I had all day to prepare for this special evening, I went out. I had lunch with Claire, who was super excited for me. She even said she wished she could join me. I was really building a strong connection with Claire, but not the kind that would lead me to leave my Daddy. We were clearly becoming BFFs.
After lunch, I followed Claire to the lingerie store, where she helped me pick out a few new items. They checked all the right boxes: they were sexy and slutty! They made me look amazing.
I then went to the spa, to make sure I was smooth all over. I got back home, had a quick bite and a glass of rosΓ©, then jumped in the tub for a bubble bath. I was so excited, but also quite nervous.
Half an hour later, I was ready! And I looked slutty: a pink thong, black leggings, a tight pink top, and fuck-me boots.
At 6:05, I heard the doorbell. As I opened the door, I saw a man in his thirties. He was very well dressed. Blue eyes, dark black hair. And he had a French accent.
"Hello. My name is Michel. I was told to pick you up for your special evening. Would you follow me please?"
I picked up my things, locked the door, and starting walking down the stairs. And then everything made sense. Michel opened the door to a beautiful expensive-looking car. It was the Mercedes-Maybach. Calvin was behind all of this.
The drive lasted about 45 minutes. We were heading towards the suburbs, where there were many mansions. Michel was very nice and polite, and we had a very good conversation. He told me about his life, his recent move to the United States from Canada (QuΓ©bec City), his job as Calvin's personal assistant. And then, Michel turned right in a large uphill driveway. The entry gate opened, and up the hill we went. That's when I saw a series of about 12 cars: a Ferrari, high end BMWs, an Aston Martin, a Rolls-Royce and of course, a few Teslas. This was not my usual kind of party!
Michel parked the car in front of the main door, quickly exited the car and came to the back to open my door. He then led me to the front entrance, and opened the door. As soon as I came in, all eyes turned towards me, and I blushed. I didn't know any of these folks. Everyone was well dressed, and everyone was drinking. And then I saw Calvin walking in my direction. At his side was a beautiful red-head. I was surprised to see him with a women.
"Aww sweetie, I'm so happy you could make it!" I smiled as he hugged me. "This is Heidi, my wife." She kissed me on the cheeks.
"I'm sure you'll have a wonderful evening with us, luv" she said. "I'll let you two talk for a little bit and I'll see you again soon." She walked away and left me alone with Calvin.
"Listen to me baby. Todd's instructions were clear. You are to have a good time here. But you will also do what you are told to do. Tonight, you are here to please my guests." I looked around. Most of the guests were men. I saw only a few women.
Calvin then handed me a glass of champagne, and a little pill. "Take this sweetie. You need to relax. This will be a long but exciting evening for the little slut that you are." I hesitated a little, but took a sip of champagne and swallowed the pill.
As Calvin led me to meet some of the guests, I drank the rest of my glass of champagne. Another one was handed to me. I'd say it took about 25 minutes for the pill to have an impact on me. I suddenly started to have more energy. It was like I was closer to everyone. My shyness was slowly fading away. I felt good. I felt sexy. I felt slutty.
Heidi reappeared, took my hand, and led me upstairs. We went in one of the bedrooms, and she closed the door behind us. She laid me on the bed, got on top of me, and started kissing me. She was the best kisser I had ever met. I was so hard. I knew my panties were already wet. She was moaning. I was also moaning. As she was straddling me, she put my hands on her firm breast.
"You will do great here tonight, little bitch." She then whispered in my ear. "This is a very select group of people. Everyone here is clean. We get tested every month, and we are required to prove that we are disease-free to get access to this mansion. You will get filled with cum tonight baby."
I was rock hard. All my inhibitions were gone. I wanted cock. I wanted all the cocks that were here tonight.
Heidi then got up, and took me by the hands to lift me up from the bed. Once I was standing, she pushed me down to my knees. My face was now inches from her crotch. Her hands were caressing my hair. I looked up at her.
"Open your mouth, faggot." I did. She spit in my mouth. She then unzipped her dress, and let it drop to the floor. She proceeded to pull her panties down. And to my surprise, Heidi did not have a pussy. Instead, I could see a beautifully perfect penis, about six inches long. Heidi was a shemale.
"Take it in your mouth, whore." Without any hesitation, I did. And Heidi started fucking my mouth. Hard and rough. I could see her beautiful firm breast bouncing as she used my mouth like a pussy. She made me gag but I wanted more. I felt like such a fucking slut.