THE MAKING OF A BBC SLUT ( PART 1 )
I was only 18 when I had my first gay experience.
It was very unexpected, and shocked at the time, to the point of fear, and nervous trembling.
As a young teenager only interested in having fun with my friends, we were playing HUNT THE
CUNT a game of chasing, and catching the individual missing, who would hide from the others
to evade capture or getting found, trying to outdo the other members of the group in our
housing area / neighbourhood.
My turn had been achieved, as I was the one previously to find the missing person first so achieved
promotion to the hunted, and not the hunter, or hunters was mine to try out for the first time ever.
Some of our group moved about on bicycles or scooters and some had skateboards and the others
just ran about to look for the person.
We had only moved into the area several months before, as between settling in at high school. and
getting our home shipshape, and organised to live comfortably, it took a bit of time for the others in
my area to accept me, I was living with my mother, and I am an only sibling they looked down on me
as bit of a mamas boy,. as I was from another city, and extremely different as I was the minority in my
skin colour as I was very white, this was a neighbourhood of black, and coloured persons by a ratio
of 4 to 1. Also as my father had died recently after an accident at work, my mother received compensation
and insurances paid out afterwards, but we did have to move as we were without a home as finances were
not enough to pay off debts etc, mother was not working, and we bought an apartment in an area we could
afford and closer to mums parents for support.
Our neighbourhood was a mixture of both local housing authority, private homes, small industrial
area, and also many commercial units, and of course, parks and wasteland ( EMPTY AREAS).
As I was new to area, and did not know the place as well as others in the group, I was so pleased to now
be the one who was getting chased to be found, of course the only rule was that you can hide anywhere in
the district neighbourhood of 6 blocks square covering about a square mile or so.
I set off with my 5 minutes start, as it was getting dark in a winters evening, looking for somewhere to hide from
others to evade capture, moving several times, until eventually happy with a secure dry sheltered out building.
My place of refuge and safety from elements of weather was an old industrial workshop on edge of neighbourhood
bordering on waste ground in an area, I was less familiar with than other parts of the community I had time to mingle
about and take in.
After about 30 minutes or so, I was getting bit cold and somewhat bored but excited at prospect of both avoid capture
from group of friends, and achieving distinction of being new guy on the block to win the game on my first time solo.
My heart was racing fast, and my stomach was doing cartwheels at thought of hearing them close by to me.
So, you can imagine my surprise when I hear someone moving about shortly after this, doing my best not too breathe
heavy or make any noise, a small roof panel letting some light from streetlights into the unit, allowed me to see the
person, and it was a large heavy built black man of middle age. He seemed to get what he was there for and then
turned about to depart when I sneezed and he called out " WHO'S THERE SHOW YOURSELF, I DO HAVE A GUN "
I jumped up and said " SORRY, DONT SHOOT PLEASE, I AM PLAYING HUNT THE CUNT " , to this reply he looked
at me rather strangely at first then said " OK YOU, FOLLOW ME THEN " which I did happy to do as instructed.
On following this black man out of this dark workshop unit, to a garden area leading to a basement under a building
of about 3 or 4 storeys, he told me to go inside and wait on him, don't run away or would call the police.
As I was new to area, very frightened and thought of my mums upset, I duly did as told by this large black man.
The basement was very spartan in comfort having a single bed, kitchenette, small bathroom with a wet room opposite
bathroom, and a small fold-down dining table with 2 chairs, opposite a two seater settee in front of a very warmly coal
fire kicking out a welcoming heat, warmth I was very glad off at present. Waiting for him to return I did need to go to
the bathroom as my nerves were at breaking point and my bladder was needing emptied, in toilet I noticed something
strange to me at this time of my young life objects and other things I had never seen before.
These items were the following, lube, cock-ring, condoms, several pairs of pink fluffy handcuffs, and black dildo.
When the man re-appeared in basement only a few minutes later, he said to me very sharply, " WELL WHAT ARE WE
GOING TO DO ABOUT YOU BREAKING IN TO MY PROPERTY THEN ? " I replied, " PLEASE, DONT PHONE THE
POLICE" this made him smirk at first, then again sharply like an unhappy school teacher he scowled at me next to say
" HOW DID YOU GET IN THEN ? I WANT TO KNOW, OK ! " I told him I pulled a loose panel to one side and sneaked
in that way, not damaging anything pleading my innocence of damage to property or theft etc .I felt he was reluctant to
accept this but did put me at ease to say if " I did something for him " he would not call the cops which would get
me into trouble with both police and my mum. My reply was quick and now looking back, not too clever, " YES
ANYTHING YOU WANT PLEASE DONT CALL THE COPS, HONEST ANYTHING SIR YOU WANT " his reply was
just as quick, " OK MY LITTLE WHITE CHICKEN, IT IS DADDYS TIME, LESSON NUMBER ONE TONIGHT "
I had no idea what was to follow, how could anyone,? I was only 18 years of age, very in-mature in ways of the world
at this stage of my life, okay I knew of things going on in the world from news and papers or on television but they
were so far removed from my previous perfect world living in the suburbs in a gated community in a nice city area.
This large towering thickly built black man, told me " YOU DO ANYTHING ? OKAY GAME ON SISSY BOY "
I was told to go into bathroom, and get stripped bare, and shower myself now, and be quick about it I was ordered.
Rather confused, and very frightened of many things now, but happier to comply to my orders than have cops appear
entered bathroom, stripped bare, showered myself using this very perfume shower lotion in bottle provided on shelf
after showering, quickly drying off, trying not too upset the guy as was requested to be quick etc, I was now ready to
appear to this guy as instructed previously, on entering the main area in basement room I was nervous, bit frightened
and of course trembling at what was about to happen next!!!!. He said to me " NEARLY PERFECT SISSY BOY "
The fold-down table was in its up position, with a chair facing away from it, turned opposite way from sitting at table.
There was a ring hook in middle of wall above the table, with a pair of pink furry hand cuffs threaded through the open
eye of the hook above table at far wall opposite me, again I did not know what to expect of this encounter between us.
he said in a ruff voice " FROM NOW ON, YOU CALL ME DADDY, OK SISSY BOY ?, AND GET ON THE CHAIR ON
YOUR KNEES FACING THE WALL OK AND DO IT NOW " I was too much in fear to say or do anything but carry out
my captures instructions to letter of his word as law now, Once I was straddled into position on the chair, he applied
handcuffs onto each wrist taking time not too apply to tight as to hurt me but enough to restrain me, and no sooner did
I get adjusted to being handcuffed to wall at table straddled on chair but he attached a pair to each ankle to table leg
at bottom to affix me securely to area obstructing any escape or much movement for me. next he asked me very
decently a few questions now, " WAS I WARM ENOUGH ? WAS I COMFORTABLE ENOUGH BUT RESTRAINED IN
CHAIR ? CALL ME DADDY, SISSY BOY OR ELSE OK ? " quickly I responded " YES DADDY ALLS GOOD JUST
DONT PHONE THE COPS I WILL DO ANYTHING PLEASE JUST DONT CALL THE COPS "
He placed a dark black blindfold over my eyes, making sure I could not see and touched my ass hole very softly, but
gently with a finger moving it up and down my ring piece very slowly, it was new experience to me as I had never had
anything touch this part of my body except toilet paper after visiting the toilet, this movement on my ass hole
continued for a few minutes then he said to me, " DADDY IS USING YOU TONITE SISSY BOY AS YOU BEEN BAD "
I replied " OKAY DADDY " then he applied lubricant to my ass, this gave a sort of burning sensation bit similar to first
time you try pushing a rather large log out of your rear door at toilet. he now started to touch my mouth running his
finger over my lips very softly, massaging them gently inserting his finger into my mouth encouraging my saliva to soak
the finger, next thing it felt like two or three fingers in my mouth, then he said " DADDY WANTS YOU TO BLOW HIM "
I never got the chance to answer him as he inserted his cock in my lips then into my mouth, this was filling all my
breath ways but as I was restrained and fearful of consequences if I did not please DADDY I was afraid to stop or
manifest my complaints or distaste of my treatment at DADDYS hands.
Never had I tasted anything like his cock before, it was a thick as any GOBB-STOPPER sweet I had in my mouth
before and both smelled off and tasted very strange to my senses of smell and taste as ever experienced.
The smell was one of musk aftershave, bit of warm sweat, and pure b**stly sex, and the taste was a sweetly
strawberry essence coming of the lubricant on his hands applied to my asshole previous moved to his hands then
moved to his cock, and a pleasant syrupy saliva gagging juice of mine as well. This new experience was starting to
become bearable, and I am starting to think this beats the cops arriving any day !! but, wait I was wrong god how
wrong was I, he says very excitedly to me, " YOU HAVE DONE VERY WELL UP TO NOW SISSY BOY, BUT
PREPARE FOR THE TRADE OFF NEXT OK " and I reply foolishly " OK DADDY DO AS YOU WANT "
I had given DADDY his blowjob he demanded and I assumed that would be all I needed to do but how wrong was I
he made sure I was comfortable applying cushions, one each under my knees on chair which I did appreciate
and said so soft voiced " THANK YOU DADDY, YOU ARE THE BEST " well that made him so happy he laughed and
told me he was not going to ride my ass but I had been so good and teased him with my sweet sexy sissy voice that I
had deserved a bonus, " a 9 inch thick black cock deep in my sissy boy as raw to breed me like a bitch ", then
I felt a pressure forcing against my ass hole but I was not sure if it was DADDYS big black cock or something else
perhaps the rather large thick set dildo I saw earlier in the bathroom penetrating my virgin ass, this was a very warm
feeling followed quickly by a pressure never imagined possible in my young life. DADDY roger my ass very slow at
first then the rhythm quickened until it was pneumatic drill like, only then did I realise it was the dildo and not DADDYS
huge cock, but within seconds he entered my hole with that said member stretching my ass, the pain was really
unbearable butt started to ease as he applied more of the lubricant to the operation which made it more pleasurable
and less of a chore, allowing me to move my ass in opposite motion to DADDY to help ease and slide in tandem.
He was going so fast now, one hand on my ass, and other hand on my shoulder, pulling my ass to the side, and my
shoulder down forcing my face closer to tables surface, then I hear " , YES, SISSY BOY, MY NUTT IS INSIDE
UR ASS NOW, GOD YOU ARE GOOD AT REPAYING DEBTS TO DADDY " as he was withdrawing his huge
manhood from my ex-virgin ass now, a cascading waterfall of nutt juice running out of my ass, I must admit I was so
happy that it was all over now, butt was I really thinking this or secretly wanting more, I was so confused but DADDY
soon told me different shortly afterwards. He undid all my shackles so gently, and asked me if I wanted another
shower after I sucked his cock again, cleaning it, tasting the nutt juice, my ass and strawberry lubricant mixture
together on end of his huge cock again inserted into my young sissy boy mouth. I did enjoy the taste and the whole
experience was more pleasure than the pain I both imagined and had the mindset to believe before and at start of this
meeting with this DADDY BBC MASTER. Sucking this boner dry until it went limp, loosing its solid state, I retired to
the bathroom showering, then getting dressed hoping to leave if now allowed by the DADDY.
Exiting the bathroom in my clothes, refreshed from my experience, confused, excited, nervous, and anxious as what
was to happen now ?, DADDY asked me to sit and relax, asking if I wanted a drink of coffee or a cola etc, which I
accepted very gracefully as my mouth had a sweetly sticky taste in it, he said we should talk now, I replied okay. and
proceeded to sip my cola as my prize from the DADDY BBC MASTER who had just used, abused and ****d my holes
both my mouth and ass to extreme punishment deeply to satisfy his desires to gain his carnal pleasure after I had
trespassed his area and getting caught, wilfully submitted to his wishes and taking my anal virginity as well.
We chatted for a while, mainly the DADDY talking, and me listening, only replying with yes or no answers.
He mentioned he was new to the area, same as me, he bought this run down property recently, which had 8
apartments, basement flat , communual garden with drying area, and large workshop at rear of property all
enclosed by a 8 foot high wall around. He went on to say work was in process of starting very soon and he was
needing a junior goffer to attend his workers, and maybe on Saturdays and school holidays a bit of basic
labouring as well, which he would pay me for and also give me extra for DADDY services as well, if I wanted to do ?
We agreed to another meet the following evening to discuss in more detail both the offer of work, and pleasing
DADDY more again if I wanted to. Although my mind was racing like a sports car going round an oval track very fast
I never told DADDY I wanted both so much again, but I guess he knew me better than I knew myself.
I left the property the same way through the workshop at rear as before, just in case any of my new friends were close
by to spot me, but no one was about. When I reached our apartment block, two of my friends were there, and they
were so complimentary that I had not been caught, I took my praise gracefully well, as truthfully I did receive a bit of
help in avoiding being detected, they told me it was home time now, and tomorrow evening again I was to be the one
to go and seek a hiding place to evade capture, and must not disclose my whereabouts as it was my secret to use
again if I ever needed to revisit in future. I could not believe my luck, all night I was winning, in all different areas.
On entering our apartment, my mother informed me our luck was changing for the better as she had been contacted
earlier that evening and offered as position of part time receptionist at local dentist surgery, she was so happy, I could
not bring myself to tell her I also had obtained a part time position as junior worker / bbc slut, but I promised her that I
would look for after school work to help with household costs etc, she seemed very happy that evening.. Later that
night at bedtime I played with my ass, inserting a zucchini in my ass deep thinking of my new BBC DADDY using me.
This rocked my mind, and I slept the most content ever since my father had passed away, it was good therapy for me.
In the future my BBC DADDY became very important to my development in life, more ways than one.
It was very unexpected, and shocked at the time, to the point of fear, and nervous trembling.
As a young teenager only interested in having fun with my friends, we were playing HUNT THE
CUNT a game of chasing, and catching the individual missing, who would hide from the others
to evade capture or getting found, trying to outdo the other members of the group in our
housing area / neighbourhood.
My turn had been achieved, as I was the one previously to find the missing person first so achieved
promotion to the hunted, and not the hunter, or hunters was mine to try out for the first time ever.
Some of our group moved about on bicycles or scooters and some had skateboards and the others
just ran about to look for the person.
We had only moved into the area several months before, as between settling in at high school. and
getting our home shipshape, and organised to live comfortably, it took a bit of time for the others in
my area to accept me, I was living with my mother, and I am an only sibling they looked down on me
as bit of a mamas boy,. as I was from another city, and extremely different as I was the minority in my
skin colour as I was very white, this was a neighbourhood of black, and coloured persons by a ratio
of 4 to 1. Also as my father had died recently after an accident at work, my mother received compensation
and insurances paid out afterwards, but we did have to move as we were without a home as finances were
not enough to pay off debts etc, mother was not working, and we bought an apartment in an area we could
afford and closer to mums parents for support.
Our neighbourhood was a mixture of both local housing authority, private homes, small industrial
area, and also many commercial units, and of course, parks and wasteland ( EMPTY AREAS).
As I was new to area, and did not know the place as well as others in the group, I was so pleased to now
be the one who was getting chased to be found, of course the only rule was that you can hide anywhere in
the district neighbourhood of 6 blocks square covering about a square mile or so.
I set off with my 5 minutes start, as it was getting dark in a winters evening, looking for somewhere to hide from
others to evade capture, moving several times, until eventually happy with a secure dry sheltered out building.
My place of refuge and safety from elements of weather was an old industrial workshop on edge of neighbourhood
bordering on waste ground in an area, I was less familiar with than other parts of the community I had time to mingle
about and take in.
After about 30 minutes or so, I was getting bit cold and somewhat bored but excited at prospect of both avoid capture
from group of friends, and achieving distinction of being new guy on the block to win the game on my first time solo.
My heart was racing fast, and my stomach was doing cartwheels at thought of hearing them close by to me.
So, you can imagine my surprise when I hear someone moving about shortly after this, doing my best not too breathe
heavy or make any noise, a small roof panel letting some light from streetlights into the unit, allowed me to see the
person, and it was a large heavy built black man of middle age. He seemed to get what he was there for and then
turned about to depart when I sneezed and he called out " WHO'S THERE SHOW YOURSELF, I DO HAVE A GUN "
I jumped up and said " SORRY, DONT SHOOT PLEASE, I AM PLAYING HUNT THE CUNT " , to this reply he looked
at me rather strangely at first then said " OK YOU, FOLLOW ME THEN " which I did happy to do as instructed.
On following this black man out of this dark workshop unit, to a garden area leading to a basement under a building
of about 3 or 4 storeys, he told me to go inside and wait on him, don't run away or would call the police.
As I was new to area, very frightened and thought of my mums upset, I duly did as told by this large black man.
The basement was very spartan in comfort having a single bed, kitchenette, small bathroom with a wet room opposite
bathroom, and a small fold-down dining table with 2 chairs, opposite a two seater settee in front of a very warmly coal
fire kicking out a welcoming heat, warmth I was very glad off at present. Waiting for him to return I did need to go to
the bathroom as my nerves were at breaking point and my bladder was needing emptied, in toilet I noticed something
strange to me at this time of my young life objects and other things I had never seen before.
These items were the following, lube, cock-ring, condoms, several pairs of pink fluffy handcuffs, and black dildo.
When the man re-appeared in basement only a few minutes later, he said to me very sharply, " WELL WHAT ARE WE
GOING TO DO ABOUT YOU BREAKING IN TO MY PROPERTY THEN ? " I replied, " PLEASE, DONT PHONE THE
POLICE" this made him smirk at first, then again sharply like an unhappy school teacher he scowled at me next to say
" HOW DID YOU GET IN THEN ? I WANT TO KNOW, OK ! " I told him I pulled a loose panel to one side and sneaked
in that way, not damaging anything pleading my innocence of damage to property or theft etc .I felt he was reluctant to
accept this but did put me at ease to say if " I did something for him " he would not call the cops which would get
me into trouble with both police and my mum. My reply was quick and now looking back, not too clever, " YES
ANYTHING YOU WANT PLEASE DONT CALL THE COPS, HONEST ANYTHING SIR YOU WANT " his reply was
just as quick, " OK MY LITTLE WHITE CHICKEN, IT IS DADDYS TIME, LESSON NUMBER ONE TONIGHT "
I had no idea what was to follow, how could anyone,? I was only 18 years of age, very in-mature in ways of the world
at this stage of my life, okay I knew of things going on in the world from news and papers or on television but they
were so far removed from my previous perfect world living in the suburbs in a gated community in a nice city area.
This large towering thickly built black man, told me " YOU DO ANYTHING ? OKAY GAME ON SISSY BOY "
I was told to go into bathroom, and get stripped bare, and shower myself now, and be quick about it I was ordered.
Rather confused, and very frightened of many things now, but happier to comply to my orders than have cops appear
entered bathroom, stripped bare, showered myself using this very perfume shower lotion in bottle provided on shelf
after showering, quickly drying off, trying not too upset the guy as was requested to be quick etc, I was now ready to
appear to this guy as instructed previously, on entering the main area in basement room I was nervous, bit frightened
and of course trembling at what was about to happen next!!!!. He said to me " NEARLY PERFECT SISSY BOY "
The fold-down table was in its up position, with a chair facing away from it, turned opposite way from sitting at table.
There was a ring hook in middle of wall above the table, with a pair of pink furry hand cuffs threaded through the open
eye of the hook above table at far wall opposite me, again I did not know what to expect of this encounter between us.
he said in a ruff voice " FROM NOW ON, YOU CALL ME DADDY, OK SISSY BOY ?, AND GET ON THE CHAIR ON
YOUR KNEES FACING THE WALL OK AND DO IT NOW " I was too much in fear to say or do anything but carry out
my captures instructions to letter of his word as law now, Once I was straddled into position on the chair, he applied
handcuffs onto each wrist taking time not too apply to tight as to hurt me but enough to restrain me, and no sooner did
I get adjusted to being handcuffed to wall at table straddled on chair but he attached a pair to each ankle to table leg
at bottom to affix me securely to area obstructing any escape or much movement for me. next he asked me very
decently a few questions now, " WAS I WARM ENOUGH ? WAS I COMFORTABLE ENOUGH BUT RESTRAINED IN
CHAIR ? CALL ME DADDY, SISSY BOY OR ELSE OK ? " quickly I responded " YES DADDY ALLS GOOD JUST
DONT PHONE THE COPS I WILL DO ANYTHING PLEASE JUST DONT CALL THE COPS "
He placed a dark black blindfold over my eyes, making sure I could not see and touched my ass hole very softly, but
gently with a finger moving it up and down my ring piece very slowly, it was new experience to me as I had never had
anything touch this part of my body except toilet paper after visiting the toilet, this movement on my ass hole
continued for a few minutes then he said to me, " DADDY IS USING YOU TONITE SISSY BOY AS YOU BEEN BAD "
I replied " OKAY DADDY " then he applied lubricant to my ass, this gave a sort of burning sensation bit similar to first
time you try pushing a rather large log out of your rear door at toilet. he now started to touch my mouth running his
finger over my lips very softly, massaging them gently inserting his finger into my mouth encouraging my saliva to soak
the finger, next thing it felt like two or three fingers in my mouth, then he said " DADDY WANTS YOU TO BLOW HIM "
I never got the chance to answer him as he inserted his cock in my lips then into my mouth, this was filling all my
breath ways but as I was restrained and fearful of consequences if I did not please DADDY I was afraid to stop or
manifest my complaints or distaste of my treatment at DADDYS hands.
Never had I tasted anything like his cock before, it was a thick as any GOBB-STOPPER sweet I had in my mouth
before and both smelled off and tasted very strange to my senses of smell and taste as ever experienced.
The smell was one of musk aftershave, bit of warm sweat, and pure b**stly sex, and the taste was a sweetly
strawberry essence coming of the lubricant on his hands applied to my asshole previous moved to his hands then
moved to his cock, and a pleasant syrupy saliva gagging juice of mine as well. This new experience was starting to
become bearable, and I am starting to think this beats the cops arriving any day !! but, wait I was wrong god how
wrong was I, he says very excitedly to me, " YOU HAVE DONE VERY WELL UP TO NOW SISSY BOY, BUT
PREPARE FOR THE TRADE OFF NEXT OK " and I reply foolishly " OK DADDY DO AS YOU WANT "
I had given DADDY his blowjob he demanded and I assumed that would be all I needed to do but how wrong was I
he made sure I was comfortable applying cushions, one each under my knees on chair which I did appreciate
and said so soft voiced " THANK YOU DADDY, YOU ARE THE BEST " well that made him so happy he laughed and
told me he was not going to ride my ass but I had been so good and teased him with my sweet sexy sissy voice that I
had deserved a bonus, " a 9 inch thick black cock deep in my sissy boy as raw to breed me like a bitch ", then
I felt a pressure forcing against my ass hole but I was not sure if it was DADDYS big black cock or something else
perhaps the rather large thick set dildo I saw earlier in the bathroom penetrating my virgin ass, this was a very warm
feeling followed quickly by a pressure never imagined possible in my young life. DADDY roger my ass very slow at
first then the rhythm quickened until it was pneumatic drill like, only then did I realise it was the dildo and not DADDYS
huge cock, but within seconds he entered my hole with that said member stretching my ass, the pain was really
unbearable butt started to ease as he applied more of the lubricant to the operation which made it more pleasurable
and less of a chore, allowing me to move my ass in opposite motion to DADDY to help ease and slide in tandem.
He was going so fast now, one hand on my ass, and other hand on my shoulder, pulling my ass to the side, and my
shoulder down forcing my face closer to tables surface, then I hear " , YES, SISSY BOY, MY NUTT IS INSIDE
UR ASS NOW, GOD YOU ARE GOOD AT REPAYING DEBTS TO DADDY " as he was withdrawing his huge
manhood from my ex-virgin ass now, a cascading waterfall of nutt juice running out of my ass, I must admit I was so
happy that it was all over now, butt was I really thinking this or secretly wanting more, I was so confused but DADDY
soon told me different shortly afterwards. He undid all my shackles so gently, and asked me if I wanted another
shower after I sucked his cock again, cleaning it, tasting the nutt juice, my ass and strawberry lubricant mixture
together on end of his huge cock again inserted into my young sissy boy mouth. I did enjoy the taste and the whole
experience was more pleasure than the pain I both imagined and had the mindset to believe before and at start of this
meeting with this DADDY BBC MASTER. Sucking this boner dry until it went limp, loosing its solid state, I retired to
the bathroom showering, then getting dressed hoping to leave if now allowed by the DADDY.
Exiting the bathroom in my clothes, refreshed from my experience, confused, excited, nervous, and anxious as what
was to happen now ?, DADDY asked me to sit and relax, asking if I wanted a drink of coffee or a cola etc, which I
accepted very gracefully as my mouth had a sweetly sticky taste in it, he said we should talk now, I replied okay. and
proceeded to sip my cola as my prize from the DADDY BBC MASTER who had just used, abused and ****d my holes
both my mouth and ass to extreme punishment deeply to satisfy his desires to gain his carnal pleasure after I had
trespassed his area and getting caught, wilfully submitted to his wishes and taking my anal virginity as well.
We chatted for a while, mainly the DADDY talking, and me listening, only replying with yes or no answers.
He mentioned he was new to the area, same as me, he bought this run down property recently, which had 8
apartments, basement flat , communual garden with drying area, and large workshop at rear of property all
enclosed by a 8 foot high wall around. He went on to say work was in process of starting very soon and he was
needing a junior goffer to attend his workers, and maybe on Saturdays and school holidays a bit of basic
labouring as well, which he would pay me for and also give me extra for DADDY services as well, if I wanted to do ?
We agreed to another meet the following evening to discuss in more detail both the offer of work, and pleasing
DADDY more again if I wanted to. Although my mind was racing like a sports car going round an oval track very fast
I never told DADDY I wanted both so much again, but I guess he knew me better than I knew myself.
I left the property the same way through the workshop at rear as before, just in case any of my new friends were close
by to spot me, but no one was about. When I reached our apartment block, two of my friends were there, and they
were so complimentary that I had not been caught, I took my praise gracefully well, as truthfully I did receive a bit of
help in avoiding being detected, they told me it was home time now, and tomorrow evening again I was to be the one
to go and seek a hiding place to evade capture, and must not disclose my whereabouts as it was my secret to use
again if I ever needed to revisit in future. I could not believe my luck, all night I was winning, in all different areas.
On entering our apartment, my mother informed me our luck was changing for the better as she had been contacted
earlier that evening and offered as position of part time receptionist at local dentist surgery, she was so happy, I could
not bring myself to tell her I also had obtained a part time position as junior worker / bbc slut, but I promised her that I
would look for after school work to help with household costs etc, she seemed very happy that evening.. Later that
night at bedtime I played with my ass, inserting a zucchini in my ass deep thinking of my new BBC DADDY using me.
This rocked my mind, and I slept the most content ever since my father had passed away, it was good therapy for me.
In the future my BBC DADDY became very important to my development in life, more ways than one.
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