"Hurry up, Penny!" Ethan Wolfe shouted from the foyer, "Don't forget your strap-ins!" He heard a faint 'OKAY' before there was a pattering of footsteps and she emerged in the hallway.
"Is this okay?" she asked.
Penny had put her hair into two high pigtails. She had on only light makeup and some blush. She wore a crop top that only just managed to cover her nipples. Her brown areolas were adorned with a simple golden clip, each with a bell hanging from it. Her skirt was more of a wide belt, the fabric coming to a stop just above her mound so that each step would flash an onlooker with the sight of her hairless cunt. She wore strappy heels and a gold chain around her waist. Earrings with the word 'SLUT' hung from each ear. She was holding her strap-ins, one in each hand, a bit nonplussed at having to bring them along.
She looked like a typical submissive teen girl, Ethan thought. He smiled at her and tweaked her nipples.
"Doesn't matter, it will all come off later," he said. He motioned for her to turn around and then collared her. There was a tag hanging from it that said 'THROAT ONLY'.
"Ooh," Penny said, surprised when she saw the words, "Where are we going, daddy?" she asked.
"A mixer," Ethan said simply. He clipped her leash onto her collar and led her out of the house. He waved to the neighbors as they passed and put Penny on her dildo car seat.
"Daddiiiie!" Penny moaned softly as the two large dildos sild into her pussy and asshole. Ethan watched her bounce herself up and down a little until she was comfortably impaled, and then bade her to strap in. Once he was sure she was safe, he got in at the driver's side and started the car.
Ethan Wolfe loved taking his daughter around in the car. She moaned so deliciously when the dildos inside her vibrated along with the car. Like all other Year 12 girls though, she had been taught that she was not encouraged to cum without permission from a male figure, so she would suffer in sweet arousal until they arrived.
Fortunately for her, the mixer was being held only 40 minutes away in a different part of the city and traffic wasn't too bad.
Eventually, they were pulling in at the front of a large event hall. There were numerous people milling around outside, all in varying states of undress. A banner across the front of the hall read "NO WHORES BARRED MIXER".
This was going to be Penny's first mixer. Seamouth Secondary only allowed their students to attend mixers after they passed most of their practical exams so they could showcase their hard-learned skills to their potential husbands.
Ethan hadn't been to a mixer in ages. Sure, he had slipped off to a few here and there when Penny went to summer camp or had sleepovers, but most of the mixers were meant to match teen submissives with suitably dominant men, and Ethan hadn't been keen on bringing home a second wife just yet.
This particular event was organized by one of his friends, one Andrew Lundy, who prided himself on being somewhat of a matchmaker. In fact, some of Ethan's old schoolmates had come over as well, bringing their wives along to fuck and suck.
"Ethan and Penny Wolfe," Ethan said to the man at the door after he helped his daughter off her carseat. Her holes left the dildos with twin 'schelps', the obscene sound making her flush with embarrassment. He passed the keys to the valet, letting Penny lean on him. She wet from thigh to knee, her juices glistening on her tanned skin.
"Of course, go right on in," the bouncer said with a big smile. He flicked Penny's nipple bells as she passed, making her gasp.
"C'mon little biscuit! We'll have to put your straps in first," Ethan said, leading Penny towards a room that was labeled "Undressing Room".
All mixers came with an undressing room where clothes would be checked at the door. Cloaks, shirts, skirts were all not allowed. Heels were permitted, as were jewelry and accessories like piercings, collars and leashes.
The man at the counter leered at the woman in front of Ethan and Penny.
The woman was accompanied by what looked to be her husband. The husband, a broad shouldered black man, unfastened her coat for her and pulled it off to reveal a navy blue tit strap and a large gold clit ring with leash attached.
Ethan admired the way her tit strap held her massive milkjugs up, making them look nice and perky. Without the strap, they would have sagged long ago.
The woman turned and followed her husband when he tugged on her leash, gracefully moving one step behind him as he led her out into the hall.
Ethan snapped his fingers at Penny.
"C'mon sweetie, get those off!"
Penny hastened to obey, pulling off her clothes quickly and handing them over to the man at the counter. He leered at her too, tweaking her nipples and then pinching them hard.
"Are you going to be checking those in too?" he asked as he twisted her nipples.
"Huh?" Penny gasped, obviously trying to process his words while her teen tits were being tortured.
The man jerked his head at the strap-ins that she was holding.
"She'll be wearing them," Ethan cut in smoothly, then to Penny, he said, "Grab your ankles, biscuit!"
It was a testament to how much she trusted and obeyed her father, that she bent over without question, spreading her legs a little and grabbing her ankles.
"Good girl," Ethan said. He grabbed her anal strap-in first, coating it in her sopping pussy before shoving it inside her anus roughly.
"HNNNGH," Penny moaned out loud as her shithole was swiftly speared open.
Ethan shared a commiserating grin with the checking-guy, jerking the toy in and out a few times before shoving it all the way inside. There was something so special about watching a teenage girl's asshole blossom for cock.
Next, he crammed her pussy dildo into her cunt, making juices slop out of her hole and drip on the floor.
"Ooogh!" Penny moaned again.
