This continues the story of Mandy's journey toward total slut-hood, guided by her loving Daddy. This part is longer than the preceding chapters, but I hope you find it worth the read. A disclaimer - all persons are at least 18 years of age. This story is a fantasy and is not in any way based in reality. Enjoy!
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I had gotten home from work to find that my incredibly hot little 18 year old daughter had followed ALMOST all my instructions to the letter. I had secretly hoped that she would transgress just enough to give me a reason to spank her tiny round ass, and I was not disappointed.
She confessed that she had brought herself to orgasm without presence or permission. For that disobedience, I had turned her over my knee and reddened her ass with my open palm. Then I had bound her wrists and fucked her hard from behind, finally finishing all over her cute teenage face. My plan had been to turn her into my obedient fuck slave, and so far, that plan was coming to a most satisfying fruition.
I had promised her a dinner date, provided her with an outfit to wear and a surprise that she didn't know about yet. I cleaned up a bit and dressed while she showered and got herself ready. I put on my most expensive, custom-tailored black suit, with a black shirt and a silver necktie. I was going to treat my daughter to an amazing, romantic and hot-as-hell daddy-daughter date.
When Mandy finally came out of her room, ready for our date and wearing the clothes and makeup I had provided, I just about came in my pants from the sight of her.
I'll start by describing her hair and face: She was wearing the same cute pigtails, this time tied with fancy pink ribbon. She had used too much makeup, which is what I was hoping she'd do. She had correctly guessed that I wanted her to look like a much younger girl trying to look like a much older girl. She is absolutely a legal adult, she just didn't look like it at the moment.
Her outfit consisted of a pink bikini top, just big enough to cover her small titties. Below that, was a pink plaid skirt that was only just long enough to cover her sweet round ass. On her legs and feet were pink, strappy high heels, and pink knee-high stockings of a very fine fishnet.
I swallowed hard at the sight of her. This was going to be my date for the evening- and later, my perfect and obedient fucktoy. My heart raced at the thought of going out in public with this girl on her daddy's arm. This was guaranteed to get some heads turning and people whispering and "tsk-tsking" behind our backs. Hell, it might spark enough of a stir to cause a confrontation, an eventuality I was prepared for. It was so outrageous, I questioned my sanity a bit and my pulse was racing.
"How do I look, Daddy?" she asked sweetly, gracefully turning a full circle to allow me a 360-degree view, "I'm also wearing the pink thong panties. Do you want to see?"
"Damn, baby girl, you're so fucking hot. I am the luckiest Daddy in the world, having such a sexy, slutty daughter to play with," I answered, "And yes, I do want to see your panties, but come over here first, I have one more present for you."
With the most demure and sexy stripper-walk ever, she approached me, looking down at her feet. When she got within inches of my chest, she looked up at me and bit that damn bottom lip again. Oh my lord, when she does that, I just want to give her absolutely anything she asks for.
I reached into my pocket and pulled out a small item: a wearable vibrator and clit stimulator. It was designed to be inserted into the vagina and secured discreetly to the panties with a magnet. It had a variety of settings available and a remote control.
She looked at it, not understanding its purpose. "What is it, Daddy?"
I smiled,"Lift up your skirt, sweetheart, I'll show you."
She did so without taking her eyes off me. God, she was so hot I was tempted to abandon my plans and justs throw her to the ground and fuck her right then and there, but I forced myself to retain my composure.
With her skirt lifted, I pulled the pink panties away from her smooth mound, and then reached down and inserted the vibrator into her pussy. Then I secured the magnet and told her to let her skirt back down. She continued to look at me wonderingly.
"Still not sure?" I said, "Let me demonstrate."
I thumbed a button on the remote for just a brief second or two. The device was completely silent, but when Mandy felt it, she jumped and emitted a mouselike squeak of surprise.
"Oh!" she said.
I grinned, "This is going to be fun. We're going to a very nice restaurant now. What you just felt was a brief jolt at the very lowest setting. I have the remote control. During dinner, I will turn it on to whatever setting I want, for as long or as short a time as I want. During dinner, you will make no sound or facial expression to indicate what is happening. Under no circumstances are you allowed to have an orgasm until I tell you. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Daddy. I'll do exactly what you say."
"Good girl. Let's go."
I opened the door for her, offered her my arm, walked her to the car, and opened that door for her, as well - the perfect classy gentleman with his perfect classy date. In the car, I put my hand on her shapely, bare thigh. She reached over as if to rub my stiff cock, but I pushed her hand away.
"Not yet," I instructed.
She looked at me and again bit her lip with flirty anticipation. Jeeeesus that turns me on.
We pulled into the valet area of the restaurant, and two tuxedoed young men rushed forward. One opened my door, the other opened the passenger door. Mandy took the young man's offered hand and stepped out, smiling at him coquettishly. I almost laughed out loud at his reaction. His eyes were as big as saucers and his open mouth was practically watering. Poor kid was no doubt going to head to the men's room momentarily to jack off. I couldn't blame him of course; Mandy was fucking hot any day, but now? Dressed like a tiny little schoolgirl slut? Oh yeah, fap material all day.
"Wait here for just a moment, Mandy," I said, "I want to have a chat with these two handsome gentlemen."
I gestured to the two younger men and spoke to them briefly in low tones. As they listened, the disbelief on their faces was obvious, but eventually I convinced them I was serious. Finally, they nodded in agreement, and I tipped each of them $100. Then Mandy and I walked arm in arm into the restaurant.
Not surprisingly, every head turned, and the looks from both men and women ranged from shock to outrage to unquenched desire. One lovely woman actually licked her lips and then looked at her husband who was likewise salivating. My daughter looked not only edible as fuck, but also appeared to be quite ready to BE eaten.
We were seated and soon the waiter approached and put a single wine menu in front of me.
I looked at him and said gruffly, "Does my daughter not LOOK old enough to drink?"
"Uh, no sir, I mean... Yes sir! I... " he was flummoxed.
I chuckled kindly at his discomfort.
"It's ok - she's not. But she would love a virgin cocktail," I said with a very serious face in spite of the obviousness of my joke.
At that moment and without warning, I thumbed the button on the remote control, and Mandy jumped a little in her chair, somehow managing not to make a sound. Good girl again.
"What would you like, sweetheart? A Shirley Temple, perhaps?"
She nodded, clenching her jaw as I increased the setting on the vibrator that was buried in her pussy.
The waiter scurried away, and as he did so, I turned the vibrator to its third setting; still the lower part of its range. Nevertheless, the increased intensity was threatening to show on her face and her eyes started to well up with the effort. She tried - and failed - not to squirm. She swallowed hard, and silently mouthed the word, "Daddy..."
I turned the vibrator off as the waiter brought our drinks and took our food order. The place was 5 stars, and the prices reflected that. But thanks to the software company that Tim and I owned, money hadn't been a problem in quite some time, and I was going to treat my little girl to the best dinner - and, hopefully, to the most mind-blowing night of sexual pleasure - she'd ever experienced in her young life.
Throughout the meal, I randomly turned the vibrator back on, increasing the settings incrementally. Between the remarkable taste sensations of the meal, the throbbing sensations in her pussy, and the knowledge that her father was in complete control of the situation, I was amazed she didn't break down altogether and orgasm right there. But she didn't. She was determined to be a good, obedient little girl for her Daddy.
By the time dessert arrived, I was pretty sure she couldn't take much more, so I turned the vibrator off and placed the remote on the table.
