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Teen Call Girl

I walked out the front doors pushing through a crowd, happy that my first day of high school went smoothly. I found my Dads car and got in the front seat, 

"So, how did it go?" my Dad asked.

"It went okay," I said. "My teachers seem nice and I didn't cry during lunch time."

Dad chuckled, "That's my brave girl." He cupped my cheek.

My heart skipped a beat, he always knew what to say.

"Oh but there's a guy wanting to meet you. He's new and paying well, so you'll be going all the way with him." he added.

"What? But Dad I've only had sex with you before," I said, the warm feeling I had quickly fading. "I don't want to have sex with someone else!"

"It's not about what you want Abigail, it's about what we need." He said sternly, pulling over.

He grabbed me by the neck and kissed me deeply, his tongue entering my mouth and exploring every inch. His hands went up my shirt and played with my nipples, twisting and pulling. I let out a moan as his lips traveled down my neck and gently bit down, leaving a mark. I gasped as he lifted my skirt and yanked off my panties. He took off his belt and whipped my thigh, leaving a red mark. I cried out as he slapped my ass,

"You're being a bad girl," he hissed, slapping me again. "Now suck me off."

"Yes, Daddy." I whimpered.

I undid his pants and pulled out his thick, big cock. He was already hard, his tip red and glistening with pre cum. I opened my mouth and sucked on the tip, using my tongue to swirl around the head. He put his hand on the back of my head and pushed himself down my throat. He was rough with me, choking me on his cock and slamming into my throat. Tears ran down my face as he continued to fuck my throat. He moaned loudly as I felt his cock pulse, he was going to cum. I felt the warm, salty liquid shoot down my throat and I swallowed every drop.

"Good girl," he smiled. "I'm sorry I had to be so rough, but you know the rules. I'll make it up to you when we get home."

He put his dick away and started the car again. I wiped the tears from my face and pulled my skirt back down, leaving my panties wherever on the floor they had fallen. 

The drive home was silent, except for the sound of my heart racing and Dads deep breathing. I didn't dare complain about the meeting he had set up again, even though I couldn't stop thinking about it the whole drive. When we got home he unlocked the front door and we went inside. I dropped my backpack by the stairs and followed him to the kitchen, where he poured himself a glass of whiskey. He took a drink and set the glass down on the counter,

"Get on the table, and take off your clothes." He ordered.

"Yes, Daddy." I whispered, getting onto the kitchen table.

I took off my top and bra, dropping them on the floor. I pulled my skirt off and threw it on the ground. I looked up at my father,

"Spread your legs and play with yourself." He said, taking off his shirt.

I spread my legs and stuck my fingers into my pussy, rubbing myself and playing with my clit. I moaned and gasped as I fucked myself, my fingers moving faster and deeper. I was already so wet, my juices dripping down my thighs. My father walked over to me, his eyes dark and full of lust. He took off his pants and underwear, his cock standing at full attention.

"Tell me what you want, slut." He demanded.

"I want your cock," I moaned, fingering myself. "I want you to fuck me Daddy."

He smirked and stroked himself, his eyes looking me over. He grabbed my ankles and pulled me towards the edge of the table, then he spread my legs and plunged his dick deep inside of me. 

I cried out as he slammed his hips against mine, thrusting into me with no mercy. He groaned as he fucked me, his hands grabbing my ass and squeezing it. He pounded into me hard and fast, making me scream. My nails dug into his skin and my toes curled, my walls clenching around his cock.

"Daddy!" I screamed, "please!"

He growled and fucked me even harder, his hands digging into my skin.

"That's not how you’re supposed to talk when pleasuring a man now, is it?" He said.

I shook my head and bit my lip, trying to keep quiet.

"What do you say?" He asked.

"Yes, Daddy. Please fuck me harder!" I moaned.

He grinned and grabbed my throat, squeezing it.

"You like being a dirty little whore, don't you?" He snarled.

I nodded, tears streaming down my face.

"Tell me how much of a whore you are." He growled.

"I'm a dirty little whore," I cried. "Please, please don't stop!"

He let go of my neck and grabbed my small breasts, squeezing them roughly. He continued to pound into me, his thrusts becoming erratic. I could feel his cock throb and pulsate inside of me. I gasped as I came, my body shuddering. He grunted as he came, filling me up with his warm, sticky cum.

"That's my good little slut." He said, patting my cheek.

He pulled out of me and picked up his clothes, getting dressed.

"Clean yourself up," he said. "Be ready again for tonight, he's coming by at 9."

"Yes, Daddy." I sighed.

I got off the table and walked upstairs, closing the door behind me. I laid down on my bed and cried, my whole body aching. My pussy and throat was sore from his cock. I couldn't believe this was my life, that I was a sex slave and I was only 14.

-LATER-

The clock read 6pm and I knew I had to get up and shower. I took a long, hot shower. I couldn't stop thinking about tonight and the fact that Dad wanted me to get fucked by a total stranger. No one at school was even doing blow jobs or anything, but now I'm having sex. A knock on the bathroom door startled me,

"Abby, are you almost done in there?" My Dad asked.

"Yeah," I replied. "I'm just finishing up."

"Well hurry up," he said. "Our guest will be here soon."

I turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around myself. I walked into my bedroom and sat down on my bed, still a bit nervous about tonight. There was a knock at the door downstairs and I heard my father open it. I could hear them talking, but I couldn't make out what they were saying.

"Abby! Get down here now!" Dad shouted.

I got up and put on a robe, then walked downstairs. I saw a tall man with black hair and dark brown eyes standing next to my Dad. 

"This is my little 14 year old girl, Abby." Dad said.

"Oh yes, she'll do nicely." The man said.

I could feel the fear build inside of me,

"Um... Dad? Could I talk to you for a second?" I asked, my voice shaking.

"Sure," he replied. "What is it, sweetheart?"

"I... I don't want to do this." I stuttered.

"Don't be ridiculous," he said, laughing. "You've been doing this since you were 10."

"But not sex–" I began.

"No buts," he interrupted. "You'll do it or else."

I didn't want to find out what 'or else' meant.

"Yes, Daddy."

I looked over at the man, who was now staring at me with hungry eyes.

"Why don't you show our guest to the room, sweetheart?" Dad said, giving me a warning look.

"Yes, Daddy." I repeated.

I took the man's hand and led him upstairs to the guest room. I closed the door and turned around, only to find him inches away from me.

"Take off your clothes," he demanded. "And don't be shy, I'm not a man who likes to be kept waiting."

I slowly untied my robe and let it fall to the floor, revealing my naked body.

"Good girl," he said. "Now lie down on the bed and spread your legs."

I did as he said, feeling ashamed and scared.

"Look at you, so young and innocent." He smiled.

He knelt down and kissed my thighs, his lips moving upwards. I moaned softly as he pressed his lips against mine, kissing me deeply. His tongue slid into my mouth and danced with mine.

"Mmm, your lips taste so sweet." He groaned.

He reached up and squeezed my breast, causing me to whimper.

"Oh yes," he whispered. "You like that, don't you?"

"Y-yes..." I breathed.

"Good, now take off my shirt." He ordered.

I pulled his shirt off and he tossed it on the floor. He got off the bed and unbuckled his pants, letting them fall to the ground. I could see his hard cock straining against his boxers. He pulled his underwear down and his erection sprung free.

"Now touch me," he commanded.

I reached up and grabbed his shaft, stroking him. He groaned and leaned forward, placing his hands on either side of my head.

"Open your mouth and suck on it," he whispered.

I opened my mouth and he shoved his cock down my throat, causing me to gag.

"That's right," he panted. "Suck it, baby."

I sucked his cock, licking the tip and swirling my tongue around the head.

"Fuck," he moaned. "You're a damn good girl, Abby."

I continued sucking his cock, taking it as deep as I could. I gagged a few times, but he didn't seem to mind.

"God, you're so fucking hot," he groaned. "And so good at giving head. How old are you?"

"I'm 14," I replied, looking up at him.

"Wow," he grinned. "You're a fucking slut."

He pushed his cock back into my mouth and started thrusting, fucking my face. I gagged and tried to breathe, but his cock was hitting the back of my throat. Finally he pulled out and wiped the tears from my face.

"Good girl," he said. "You did well, and now I'm gonna fuck your tight little pussy."

"W-what?" I stammered.

"You heard me," he smirked. "Now turn over and get on your hands and knees."

"No, please..." I begged.

"If you don't, I'll tell your Dad that you tried to run away and he'll beat the shit out of you," he threatened. "So get on your hands and knees and stick your ass in the air."

I did as he said, getting onto my hands and knees. I felt his hands grab my ass cheeks and squeeze them.

"Fuck, your ass is so tight," he breathed.

I felt the head of his cock press against my pussy opening, pushing slowly inside. It hurt and I cried out, but he ignored me.

"So fucking tight," he moaned.

"Stop!" I screamed. "Please stop, it hurts!"

"Shut the fuck up, whore." He hissed. "Your Daddy says you're supposed to talk nice to me."

I cried as he continued to thrust into me, his hands gripping my hips tightly.

"Yes, that's a good girl," he panted.

His thrusts became more forceful and erratic, his breath quickening.

"I'm gonna come!" He shouted.

"Please, don't!" I begged.

"Too late, bitch." He grunted, filling me up.

He collapsed on top of me, his body slick with sweat.

"That was great," he panted. "I'll definitely be seeing you again, Abby."

I sobbed as he pulled his cock out of me, his cum leaking out of my pussy.

"I'll let your Dad know that you did a good job," he said, putting his pants back on.

He walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. I curled up in a ball and cried, my entire body shaking. I heard a knock on the door,

"Are you okay, Abby?" My Dad asked.

"No..." I replied.

"What happened?" He questioned, sounding slightly concerned.

"That guy... he raped me," I whimpered.

"This again," he sighed. "You're a prostitute, it's not rape."

"It is to me," I cried.

"Whatever, just go get cleaned up," he said. "Then come downstairs."

I got out of bed and went into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I washed his cum off of my thighs and cleaned myself up, wincing as the water stung my tender flesh. I put on a big t-shirt and a pair of panties, then went downstairs.

"Come here," Dad said, patting his lap.

I sat down on his lap and he held me close.

"You're okay baby, you're okay." He soothed, rubbing my back.

"I'm sorry Dad," I sniffed. "I'm sorry I'm such a burden."

"It's alright," he replied. "As long as you listen to me everything will work out."

"I know, Dad." I nodded.

"Good girl," he smiled, patting my butt. "Now go to bed."

I stood up and gave him a deep kiss, then headed up the stairs.

-THE NEXT MORNING-

I woke up feeling my Dad's breath on my neck and his arm around my waist. I loved cuddling with Dad in bed, but then I felt his hard dick press against my back and I sighed, knowing that he wanted to fuck me. I wiggled my ass against his dick and moaned softly,

"Good morning Daddy."

"Morning," he replied, kissing my neck. "How'd you sleep?"

"I slept well," I lied.

"You ready to get fucked?" He whispered.

"Yes, Daddy." I moaned.

He rolled me over and kissed me so we were face to face, his hands exploring my body. I moaned and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

"God, I love you so much." He breathed.

"I love you too, Daddy." I replied.

His hands slipped under my shirt and cupped my breasts, squeezing them gently.

"Fuck, you're so sexy." He groaned.

"Don't you have work?" I asked. "And I have to go to school."

"Don't worry about it," he said.

"But shouldn't-"

"I said don't worry about it," he snapped. 

I dropped it and tried my best to enjoy the sex, though it was hard with how often we did it.

He pulled my shirt off and sucked on my nipple, swirling his tongue around the tip.

"Oh Daddy," I moaned. "That feels so good."

He switched to the other nipple, giving it the same attention. His hands moved down to my panties and he slipped them off, throwing them on the floor.

"Spread your legs," he demanded.

I did as he said, spreading my legs wide. He slipped a finger inside of me and moaned, "You're so wet, baby girl."

"I'm sorry, Daddy," I blushed.

"It's alright," he chuckled. “I love it.”

He pulled his finger out and licked it, tasting my juices.

"You taste so fucking good," he groaned.

He positioned himself between my legs and rubbed his cock against my pussy.

"I'm gonna fuck you," he grunted.

"Yes, Daddy." I replied.

He pushed his dick into me and I gasped, his cock stretching my tight hole.

"Oh, fuck," he groaned. "You're always so fucking tight."

"Please Daddy," I moaned.

"Please what?" He growled.

"Faster." I breathed.

"What was that?" He asked.

"Faster," I moaned louder.

"I'm sorry, baby girl," he teased. "I didn't hear you."

"Daddy, please fuck me faster!" I begged.

"As you wish." He grinned.

He started thrusting into me faster, his hands gripping my hips.

"Say it Abby," he ordered.

"Dad..." I whined.

"Come on, say it," he repeated, more sternly this time.

"I'm your little girl Daddy," I recited, "you're fucking your little 14 year old daughter."

"Oh fuck, that's a good girl," he smiled. "You're Daddy's good girl, aren't you?"

"Yes," I moaned.

"Then you better cum," he said, smacking my ass.

"Ow!" I yelped.

"You know I don't like to be kept waiting," he warned.

I knew he was serious, so I rubbed my clit as he fucked me.

"Daddy, please," I begged.

"That's it baby, cum for me." He urged.

I felt my orgasm approaching and I arched my back, moaning loudly.

"Oh that's good Abby," he praised. "Now I'm gonna finish inside you."

He thrust into me hard and fast, his breath quickening.

"God damn," he groaned. "Fuck!"

I felt his dick pulse as he filled me up, his cum spilling out of me.

"That's a good girl," he said, panting.

"Thanks, Daddy," I smiled.

He pulled out and I gasped, feeling my stretched pussy finally able to relax.

"Now go get ready for school," he said, "and don't forget the pill."

"Yes Daddy," I replied.

I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom, still naked. I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed, my body sore.

"Why do the guys Dad brings always have to be so rough?" I thought to myself.

I took a quick shower and brushed my teeth, then put on a fresh pair of underwear. I put on a t-shirt, sweatshirt, skirt and tights, then grabbed my backpack and went downstairs.

-LATER-

I grabbed my lunch tray and brought it to the secluded corner I had sat in on the first day of school as well. I didn't get far into my meal though before I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. I took it out and looked at the screen,

Dad: Abby theres a guy that wants you right now.

My heart sank.

Me: what? Dad im at school!

Dad: Dont worry hes not paying much itll be quick. hes in the parking lot and ive already given him your pic. Dont make him wait.

Me: arent you at work??

No reply.

I got up and left the rest of my dry food on the table. I wasn't hungry anymore. I made my way through the still unfamiliar cafeteria and towards the doors leading outside. The sun was shining bright, but it did nothing to cheer me up.

I saw a man standing next to a rusty pickup truck and smoking a cigarette. He smiled when his gaze met mine, and he dropped the cigarette on the ground. I reluctantly walked over.

"I'm Abby," I said, my voice cracking.

"I know," he replied, opening the door to his truck. "Get in, we gon' have some fun."

I climbed into the truck and sat down, my heart beating wildly. He closed the door and got in the driver's seat, starting the car.

"Where are we going?" I asked nervously.

"An alley," he answered. "Sadly I can't afford the five star treatment."

"Oh." I said.

We drove for what felt like hours, but was really just a few minutes. The interior of the beat up truck was a mess and smelled like smoke, making the drive more uncomfortable than it already was. Eventually we came to an alleyway and parked.

"Alright," he said. "Now you get to suck my dick."

He unzipped his pants and pulled out his semi-hard cock, stroking it. I took a deep breath and leaned forward, taking the head of his dick into my mouth.

"Ah fuck yeah," he moaned.

He put his hand on the back of my head and forced his cock deeper into my mouth.

"Mmm, you look'n hot with my dick in your mouth," he groaned.

I gagged as he pushed himself all the way into my throat, his balls hitting my chin.

"God damn," he panted. "You're good at this."

He began to thrust his hips, forcing his cock down my throat.

"How old he say you were again?" He asked himself. "14? Damn."

I gagged and tears began stream down my face as he fucked my mouth, his balls slapping against my chin.

"Yeah, take that dick." He grunted.

I felt his dick pulse as he got closer and closer to orgasm. Suddenly though, he pulled out.

"Ah, y'know, I was only supposed to use your mouth," he said, "but I aint seein' anyone here to stop me."

Swiftly, he pushed me back, pinning me to the door. He spread my legs, ripped my tights apart, and pulled my panties to the side, exposing my bare pussy. He pulled down his pants the rest of the way to his feet, his erect penis bobbing.

"No no no no please!" I screamed.

"I bet this pussy is nice and tight," he grinned, pushing a finger into me.

"NOOO!!" I cried. "Daddy!"

He inserted another finger and then a third, fingering me roughly. I screamed as he pushed his fingers in and out of me.

"Ain't nobody gonna save you, bitch." He spat.

"Somebody, help me!" I sobbed.

He pulled his fingers out of me and slapped my face,

"Shut the fuck up." He hissed.

"DADDY, PLEASE!" I screamed.

"Your Daddy isn't coming for you." He laughed.

"HELP!!!"

"Fuck this." He grumbled.

He positioned himself on top of me,  pushing the tip of his cock into me as I tried to scream louder,

"No no no no please no!" I pleaded.

"Stop fucking whining and take it." He growled.

He pushed himself into me quick and hard, making my walls stretch. I screamed in pain,

"Stop! It hurts!"

"Oh but for me it feels so good." He said, slapping my face.

He kept thrusting into me, slamming his hips against mine.

"Take it, bitch." He panted.

He grabbed my breasts and squeezed them, his nails digging into my skin.

"Fuck," he grunted. "You're such a dirty young slut."

He continued to thrust into me, his balls slapping against my ass.

"God damn, you're tight." He groaned.

"Please, stop." I whimpered.

"Shut up, cunt." He snarled, slapping my face then putting his hand over my mouth.

I let out a muffled sob, biting down on my lip. He pulled his cock out and slammed it back in.

"I'm gonna fill your tight pussy up with my cum." He breathed.

I could only moan into his hand now.

"Oh yeah, take it, you filthy whore." He growled, his pace quickening.

I could feel his dick throb inside of me, and then a warm feeling inside.

"Oh fuck," he moaned. "You're so tight."

He thrust into me a little more before he pulled his cock out and wiped it off on my dress,

"That was fun," he said, getting dressed.

"You might wanna get some new tights, or better yet, stop wearing 'em. That little ass is too nice to be covered."

I just laid there unable to move or speak, feeling everything.

"Here," he said, slipping a hundred dollar bill into my panties. "I'd give ya a ride, but I doubt your Daddy's gonna wanna see me after I gave myself that discount. Thanks for the fuck."

He pulled me out of the truck and sat me on the concrete, threw my backpack to the ground next to me, then got back in and drove away. I sat on the ground feeling weak, completely unaware of how much time was passing. Eventually though, Dad found me.

"Abby! Abby!" He shouted, running towards me.

He stopped a few feet away and looked at me, his expression turning from shock to anger.

"What the hell happened?!" He yelled, kneeling down next to me.

I couldn't speak, so I just pulled the cum covered bill out from between my legs and showed him.

"Damn it," he said. "Knew I should've been here, the dick scammed me."

He picked me up and carried me into his car, my legs were numb and useless.

"It'll be okay, sweetheart," he comforted. "You're gonna be alright."

I didn't know if I was.