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My Daughter Becomes My Mistress. PART 4
We had pulled away from the house. My Mistress was in the back seat with Miss Cindy. I was
driving and the whore was sitting next to me in the front seat. I was told by my mistress to drive to a
nearby town and pull into the parking lot at a fast food place. Mistress then told me to get out of the car
and put my clothes on. I got out and put my shorts and tight top on. It didn’t take long but a couple of
teenage girls saw me and just stared. I got back into the car and Mistress told me to drive through the
drive-through so they could order some burgers and fries. I stopped at the speaker and ordered the food
Mistress and Miss Cindy wanted. When the person told me to drive around, I looked at the whore and
she was nervous and worried. She tried to cover up with her hands and Miss Cindy smacked her on the
side of the head and said, “Don’t cover up whore. We have plans for you.” The whore immediately put
her hands down. She looked at me with a frightened look. I knew she was afraid but more afraid of the
clamps and her pictures all over school. She obeyed her Mistress. I looked at her cunt and was amazed
that all I wanted was to lick her and have her shudder with a mind blowing orgasm.
We pulled around to the window and a teenage girl leaned over and started to say something
when she saw the whore in the front seat. Miss Cindy leaned forward and asked her that if the whore,
over there, would put on a good show for her if we could get our food for free. The girl laughed and
asked us to wait a minute. Every employee in the store can over and one at a time looked into the car to
see the whore. After a minute or two of them arguing, the original girl came back to the window with
one other teenage guy to ask if the show was good enough the food was free. Miss Cindy leaned
forward and whispered into the whore ear something I couldn’t hear.
The whore then proceeded to start fingering her cunt. She was nervous at first but soon lost
herself in a wave of desire and lust. I watched as she rubbed her clit with one hand and shoved two
fingers of the other hand up her cunt. She worked those fingers in and out….in and out. She was working
them faster and faster as she started shaking and humping her fingers like she was insane. She no longer
cared where she was or who was watching. She was shaking and sweating. All she knew is that she
NEEDED to cum. Sex was new to her and at that moment, I knew she was addicted to it.
All this while, the two teens at the window were laughing and giggling with each other. The girl
was laughing and saying, “My God! She IS a whore. Only a true whore would finger-fuck herself for a
couple of burgers and fries.” They both laughed hard for a minute. While they were laughing, I noticed
the boy was “adjusting” himself. I knew he had a raging hard-on and was trying to hide it.
It didn’t take too long. The whore was finally in the beginning stages of a HUGE orgasm! She
shuddered violently, humping her fingers and screaming, “OH MY GOD, I’m CUMMING…..OH GOD! OH
GOD!” She then “came” in a mind blowing orgasm. All this time, she was leaving quite a large puddle
“juice” on the seat. She was lucky. I was getting so very horny watching and I couldn’t do anything but
sit and watch. After she was finished, she just sat there panting with her eyes closed with her fingers still
up her cunt. In the back seat, Mistress and Miss Cindy were laughing and giggling.
She then did something that surprised me. She started finger fucking herself all over again. Miss
Cindy noticed and slapped her on the side of the head and told her, “They get only one show, whore!
Stop and put your hands behind your head and stick those tits out!” The whore did what she was told
but kept on humping the air in frustration. Mistress was giggled and told Miss Cindy that the whore
needs more training because of continuing without permission. I heard Miss Cindy say to Mistress that
she WILL get more training and will learn to do exactly what she’s told and nothing more.
The girl in the window laughed again and told Mistress and Miss Cindy that the food was free
and thanked them for the show. They told us that anytime we needed some burgers and fries to bring
the whore back and give another show.
We drove off and Mistress and Miss Cindy were talking quietly about something. I barely could
hear them. Evidently the girl from the window had written something on a napkin and they were
reading and talking about it. From what I could hear, the girl had written that they should come inside
and give her a little notice when we had more time. She said she would make it worth our while if she
could have a little private time with the whore. I could not hear what they said after that. They were too
quiet.
I asked Mistress where she wished to go. She said, “Take us to the mall, slut. You and the whore
are getting new clothes”. When we got to the mall parking lot, I was wondering about the whore. She
was still naked holding her hands behind her head. They couldn’t take her in naked. Miss Cindy got her
skirt and top from the floor of the back seat and stepped outside. She stopped about 15 feet from the
car door and threw the whore’s clothes on the ground and told her to put them on. The whore
hesitated and looked around. She was afraid someone would see her. There were some people around
but not too many. Miss Cindy said, “You had better do it now. You are already going to get punished for
disobeying at the restaurant by trying to give them 2 shows when I told you only one!” She got out as
fast as she could and ran over to her clothes. Just when she got there, Miss Cindy stepped on them and
stood there. The whore was confused. She didn’t know what to do when Miss Cindy commanded, “Get
on your knees and beg for them.”
The whore was now beyond nervous. She got down on her knees and started begging, “Please
Mistress. Please may I put on my clothes? Please, please.” Miss Cindy shoved her over with her foot and
said, “These are MY clothes, whore. I only let you use them and now they are all dirty. What should I do
with you now for getting my clothes all dirty?” The whore said, “Please forgive me, Mistress. I will never
do that again. I will obey you. Please let me put these clothes on….PLEASE.”
All the while, Mistress and I were watching. I was looking around to see if anyone else was
watching too. There was a young couple and group of teenage girls watching. The couple walked away
but the girls came a little closer and were pointing and laughing at the whore.
Miss Cindy saw them and said, “See what you have done now, whore? You have embarrassed
me in front of others.”
The whore said,” I am sorry, Mistress. I will never do that again”
Miss Cindy said, “I know you won’t. You will not forget your punishment for this. I guess you
need to learn the hard way.”
The whore then just knelt there shaking, and waited. She was afraid to even beg now. She knew
people were watching but was afraid of Miss Cindy more than being afraid of others seeing her. The
teenage girls watching came closer and were silent and staring. They could now hear what was being
said. Miss Cindy told the whore to stand up and put her arms behind herself. Miss Cindy then pulled
some nipple clamps out of her pocket and handed them to my Mistress. Mistress gave them to me and
told me to put them on the whore and to clamp them on real good because she and Miss Cindy didn’t
want to get their hands dirty buy touching “the whore”. Mistress told me to put them on good and tight.
She told me if they weren’t tight enough and they fell off I would be punished too.
I clamped them on tight and deep enough and knew they wouldn’t fall off. When they were
clamped, I saw the whore wince. I knew they hurt. Miss Cindy then told the whore to put the clothes on.
She got down and put the clothes on as fast as she could. When she was done, we all walked into the
mall with the teenage girls right behind us. They were laughing at the whore and said that she was crazy.
As they walked in another direction, I heard one girl say, “If she would listen, she wouldn’t be in so much
trouble, would she?”
As always, our tits could be seen through our tops and the whore’s skirt was riding very far up
barely covering her ass and cunt. The clamps on the whore’s tits could be clearly seen through her top.
As we walked into the mall, I was getting so horny; I was dripping down my thighs. I wanted so very
much to beg my Mistress to let me cum but I knew it would make her angry. As the whore and I
followed behind and kept quiet, I was tempted to take the punishment but I remembered that pain. I
shuddered in fear. That pain was more terrible than anything I ever knew. The whore was walking a little
hunched over because of the nipple clamps. As the clamps and her tits swung back and forth, I started
to get horny again. I looked at the whore and then at my Mistress’s ass. Her ass was now the most
beautiful thing in the world. I started to desire her sweet pussy again. My cunt juices started to drip
down my thighs again. I thought to myself, is this strange to desire to lick and suck on what once was my
daughter’s pussy? It didn’t matter. She was my Mistress and I discovered that licking her pussy until she
cums was what I needed to do. It made me happy to make her happy in any way I could.
As we walked into the mall, everyone I could see was watching us. The whore noticed too and
turned beet-red with embarrassment because she saw the teens that were watching her in the parking
lot. They all laughed and pointed and shouted, “Hi whore. How you doing? Do something else for us!”
We enjoyed your first show.” They then laughed and walked away. Mistress and Miss Cindy both
laughed so hard, I thought they would fall over onto the floor. Miss Cindy turned around and said, “See
whore, see how entertaining you are? I haven’t had a good laugh like that in a while.
Mistress then said, “I have an idea, Cindy. Wait here.” She caught up with the teens that were
watching us and said something to them that we couldn’t hear. The girls stopped and came back.
Mistress whispered something into Miss Cindy’s ear. They both chuckled and Miss Cindy said, “That’s a
good idea. We will enjoy this.” Mistress turned to us and said, “When I give you two the signal, You two
will start kissing each other with the most passionate and sexy kiss you can. You will NOT stop until we
tell you. If we are disappointed with it, you will both feel the clamps for a long time. UNDERSTAND?” We
both said, “yes Mistress” at the same time.
We stood there and watched and waited. They walked over to the teens that were watching us
and said something to them. They looked at us and shook their heads “no”. Mistress then gave us a
small wave of the hand. The whore hesitated a little but I immediately grabbed her and pulled her to
me. I then proceeded to give her the most passionate kiss I knew how. I started to kiss her like I was on
my honeymoon ready to fuck like there was no tomorrow. I grabbed her and held her tight. It was not
hard for me. The whore was pretty. She did not have a perfect body but did have a nice tight ass. When
I grabbed her she winced and started to pull away slightly as our tits pressed together. I assumed it was
because of the nipple clamps she still had on. I held her that much tighter. I didn’t want to be punished
with those cunt clamps and I was getting hornier by the second. I realized that the clamps were digging
just enough into my nipples that they were making me VERY horny. I opened my mouth and slipped my
tongue into her mouth. At first she didn’t react. She was new to this and I was suddenly her teacher.
She started to wrap her tongue around mine and began to hold me tighter also even though she jerked
every so often as the nipple clamps would press into her tits. I didn’t care about her pain. I only cared
about my pleasure and pressing those clamps onto my nipples was making me crazy with lust. We were
holding each other and kissing, tonguing, and trading spit for what seemed like a long time but I was
enjoying her mouth. I didn’t care what she felt. It didn’t matter anyway.
While we were standing in the mall near the entrance kissing, here was the conversation
between My Mistress and the whore’s Mistress that we didn’t hear:
Girl 2: “What is the deal here?” Why was that one girl naked in the parking lot?”
Girl 1: “Yea, what’s with those two?”
Jenny: “They belong to us. They will do whatever we tell them.” The short one belongs to her
(Cindy). The taller one is mine.”
Girl3: “We don’t believe you. Make them do something.”
Jenny: “OK. How about if we make a little bet with you three. Cindy and I will bet you that they
will kiss for 3 minutes without stopping. If they do, you owe us one dollar for each minute. That’s $3 if
they kiss and don’t stop. If they don’t, we will give each one of you $5.”
Girl2: “Make it five minutes and it’s a bet!”
Jenny gives us a signal and we start kissing.
Girl 1: “Wow, they are really doing it!”
Jenny: “Of course they are. We told you, they belong to us and will do whatever we tell them”
After only five minutes I heard Mistress say “STOP!” We immediately pulled apart and the
whore whimpered a bit and started to raise her hands to rub her tits, I assume. I mumbled to her, “no”
very quietly. She heard me and pulled her hands down quickly. The others didn’t seem to hear me.
I saw the three girls pay them some money and walk away. They were laughing and pointing at
us as they left. I couldn’t hear what they said, though.
Mistress and Miss Cindy came over to us and were smiling and waving a five dollar bill around.
They told us that we did OK for now. They said we had made them $5. Miss Cindy told the whore that
she did her job and made them some money. She told her that since she did her job she could take the
nipple clamps off. The whore shook a little and slowly started to reach for the clamps on her nipples. She
was a little nervous. She was not sure if her Mistress meant “now” or “later”. Miss Cindy then said,” go
on, take them off, whore.” She reached up and took them off and held them up to her Mistress. Miss
Cindy then said,” I’m not going to carry them. They are disgusting.” Mistress then said, “I have an idea so
no one has to carry them. Slut, lift you top up. Whore, put the clamps on the slut.” Miss Cindy then said,
“Put them on so they are on GOOD, or you will suffer.”
I was standing there in a shopping mall holding my top and my tits were hanging out wide open
so everyone could see. An old couple was walking in and saw me and pretended nothing was wrong. In
a store right in front of us, two girls were watching us after we started kissing and were staring at us
when my tits were out in the open. I was nervous and wanted to cover up. I started to turn red with
embarrassment. Mistress chuckled and said, “Look, the slut is shy. Who would have figured she was so
shy after being naked so much lately.”
The whore then reached up and with an irritated look pulled my nipples hard and clamped the
clamps on tight. She then pulled them to make sure they would not fall off. When she clamped them I
jerked back in pain. I winced and whined when she pulled on them. She must have been a little angry
because I pulled her so tight during our kiss. It must have hurt quite a bit.
Mistress then said, “Wow, the whore did a good job. Slut, lower your top and let’s go get some
new clothes for you two. I lowered my top and followed them in pain……Clamps on tight and biting into
my nipples. My top was so tight; it didn’t take much imagination to see the clamps on my tits. I didn’t
care, though. I just wanted them off. We fallowed them into a clothing store and when I glanced at the
whore she smiled and stuck her tongue out at me. Our Mistresses didn’t see it.
They walked into the women’s clothing department and went to the skirts. After a little looking
around, they found a skirt that would probably fit me “OK” but would barely cover my ass and cunt.
When they found it, they told me to try it on. I started to walk to the dressing room when my
Mistress said, “NO slut, try it on!!” I was mortified. She wanted me to drop my shorts and put the skirt
on right there in the open. There were two other women nearby but were not looking around. They
were looking too closely at other clothing.
I dropped my shorts and a quickly as I could put the skirt on. It fit but it was VERY short. The
only way I could pick something off the floor was to squat and even then my ass would stick out and my
cunt would be visible unless I kept my legs together tightly. Then they came over with a top. It was
similar to the one I had tight and short, just below my nipples, except it was more shear just as tight and
was much more easily seen through. They decided that these were much better than I had on before.
Mistress told me to put it on also. I was so afraid and nervous. I had those nipple clamps on but I had no
choice. I pulled my top off and saw my nipples clamped hard. I was getting back and blue and taking off
and putting on the top jerked the clamps even more. I grunted in pain and bent slightly in pain. I quickly
put the top on. They seemed satisfied that these were fine and threw my other clothes away in a bin for
pants.
Somehow while I was putting my new clothes on, they found some clothes for the whore. Miss
Cindy told her to put the new skirt on. The whore then begged, Please, Mistress, please let me use the
dressing room.” Miss Cindy quite calmly said, “You just bought yourself 15 minutes in the cunt clamps.
Would you like to try for ½ hour?” The whore hesitated for a second. She was afraid to drop her old skirt
in out in the store but she was afraid of those painful cunt clamps even more. She dropped her old skirt
and I noticed that the inside of her thighs were wet. I smiled. It proved that she enjoyed our little kiss,
after all.
As she stood there bare assed, I noticed that one of the women shopping saw her. The woman
just stood and stared. She didn’t seem upset. She must have been shocked by us just enough so we
finished before she could do anything.
The whore then put the new skirt on as fast as she could. Hers fit just like mine. It barely
covered her ass and cunt. I just thought to myself, she better not drop anything. Miss Cindy then told
her to put on the new top. The whore didn’t hesitate this time. She pulled her old top off and put the
new one on as quickly as she could. The new top was similar to mine but a different color and a little
different style. It was still just as tight as the old one but more shear and more easily seem through.
Mistress then walked us over to the checkout lane and told the girl that we will take the clothes
that we were wearing. The girl had a little checkout gun that she had to scan the tags with. She couldn’t
quite reach form behind the counter so she asked if we could lift them up so she could reach. I looked at
my Mistress and she just scowled at me. I shuddered and quickly pull my skirt up so she could scan the
tag. Of course this completely exposed my ass and cunt. The cashier just stared for a second and
finished scanning. She then told me to lift my top up so she could scan the top. I look at my Mistress
with a pleading look. I didn’t want her to see the nipple clamps. Mistress said that I had earned 15
minutes also and that one more time I do that, I will get ½ hour. The cashier didn’t know what she
meant but I DID! I pulled my top up as quickly as I could, letting my tits and the clamps hang out for all
to see. Pulling the top up pulled on the clamps a little. I yelped a bit but was quite after that. It was SO
PAINFUL! The cashier then scanned the top and asked, “You didn’t buy those here, did you? There is no
tag on them.” She was pointing at the clamps a smiling the whole time. Mistress responded before I
could. She said, “No, we didn’t get them here. She is a slut and wears them all the time.” The cashier
then laughed and told us it was ok, then. I looked around and noticed there were about a dozen people
standing and staring at us. They seemed to be enjoying our show. I figured they saw everything, my ass
and cunt. They didn’t do anything other than just stand and stare.
Then the whore came up to the cashier. The cashier told her to hold the skirt up, like I did, so
she could scan it. The tag was there but it wouldn’t scan. She then picked up a microphone and we
heard over the loud speaker, “Price check on isle four.” The whore looked around with a frightened look
on her face. When she looked at me, I just smiled.
Another girl came up and looked at the skirt to check the tag. She told us that these items were
giving them trouble. She needed to take the skirt to the rack and check the price. She looked at the
whore and saw that she was wearing it. She told her to follow her to the rack so she could check it. Miss
Cindy got irritated and told the whore to just take it off and let the girl check it out. The whore was
shaking with fear but did as she was told. The whore was now standing in the front of the store with her
ass and cunt exposed for all to see. The new girl just looked and gasped. Mistress just told the girl to
hurry up and that we were in a hurry. While she was gone, there were several couples that walked into
the store and stared at the whore along with the other people that were already there.
One woman came up and stared closely at the whore and asked the checkout girl if that top was
available in a different size. The woman said that the size was close but she wasn’t sure if it would fit
her. Miss Cindy then asked the woman if she would like to hold it up and see. She smiled and said,
“Thank you. I would. It would save me a trip all the way to the back of the store.” The whore looked at
Miss Cindy and said, “Please. Please no.” Miss Cindy just said, “You now have ½ hour.” The whore
couldn’t take the top off fast enough and now stood there bare-assed naked for all to see. The woman
held it up and looked at it. She then politely said, “I am afraid this will be too small. Her tits are too
small.” The whore turned beat red and put her head down. The woman then put the top on the belt to
be checked out. The whore looked pleadingly at Miss Cindy but she and Mistress were now looking at a
magazine on the rack by the register. The whore could do nothing but stand there on display and wait.
All the while two other couples stopped to watch. They didn’t say anything that we could hear.
They smiled and giggled and said something about coming to the mall more often. I was relieved a little
that I was not the center of attention at this point. There were about 2 dozen people now staring. They
were a little shocked but still seemed to be enjoying our show. Many were laughing and giggling, calling
us “slut” and “whore.”
The cashier was staring too. She was kind of enjoying the show and was figuring things out. She
told Miss Cindy,” She DOES have SMALL tits, doesn’t she?” Miss Cindy said, “Yea, but there is nothing we
can do about it. We will just have to work on her other talents.” The other girl came back with the skirt,
laid it on the belt and gave the correct price to the cashier. The cashier then put the top and skirt over
the scanner and threw them into a bag, laughed and told us it will be a total of $249 and then she gave
Miss Cindy $20 and said, “That’s for the show. “
Mistress then ordered me to pay for it. As I walk up to the cashier and gave her my credit card,
Miss Cindy told the whore to get dressed before security finds out. Miss Cindy said to Mistress, “Wow,
the whore earned another $20 for us. We will be able to pay for lunch, now.” Mistress then told me to
remove the nipple clamps. I pulled my top up and didn’t care who saw me. I wanted those clamps off. I
took them off wincing at the pain of blood rushing back and said, “Mistress, should I carry them?”
Mistress responded, “I’m not going to. Put them around your neck and clasp them up like a necklace,
slut. “
The four of us left the store with each of us behind our Mistresses. I looked at the whore and
smiled and stuck my tongue out at her.
Mistress said to Miss Cindy, “Let’s go have lunch now that the whore has earned it for us.
Besides, I have an idea how they can entertain us at lunch.”
I had no idea what she meant and was NOT going to ask. I was praying we would survive this trip
to the mall and leave. A lot of people had seen us. I didn’t see anyone I knew but I still wanted to leave.
I’m sure the whore did too, although she was earning some money for our Mistresses. As long as she
could do that, they would keep using her. All this was going through my head as we walked toward a
fast-food place in the mall.
I was now becoming afraid. I did not think that my daughter (now my Mistress) could take
charge like this. I was at her mercy and could do nothing about it. She was entertaining herself at my
expense and I had a feeling she will want more very soon.
We both followed behind them pulling our skirts down trying to cover our asses. If we pulled
too hard down in the back our cunts would start peaking out. Sitting down was going to be a problem
too. While we were both trying desperately to cover our asses and cunts, our tits could be seen easily
through our new tops. The mall was not too busy but busy enough that we were both on display for
anyone to see, even though we were “dressed”.
I was becoming more afraid but all I could do is follow quietly, wonder and obey.
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