Something shocking

“Which of you will be the lucky one to get to fuck this lovely girl this evening?” His words are causally spoken, and in her relaxed state, she doesn’t immediately register what he has just said. When she does take in the words, she is shocked, her body almost jumping off his lap in surprise. It is only his strong arm around her that stops her doing so.

As eyes look at you again, their attention taken again from the game on the screen, he slides his hand downwards and under the short skirt that she already knew left her so exposed. As his hand eases there, she now knows that having already seen the back of her thong, everyone is now seeing the front too, as he eases her skirt out of the way and trails fingers over her.

Even in her shocked state, still taking in what he has just said, she knows it wasn’t a joke, that he clearly meant it. And she is excited about it, excited that he is exposing her this way and is using her in such a manner.

“How about we just draw straws for her?” someone suggests, equally as casually. It is this casual manner and the unshocked reaction of them all that makes her think she may not be the first girl so easily shared amongst these men. She wonders if her daddy has brought other girls here for the same purpose, whether he is just using her. But this thought is pushed aside, his tenderness and caring for her seems obvious. And her obvious arousal as he continues to caress her tender pussy through her thong tells her that she wants this anyway.

“Better get some straws then” he comments before he seems to return his attention back to the game, waiting clearly for the others to decide amongst themselves. She finds herself watching, wondering which of them it will be. There is no doubt she will do as she is told, never any thought to her that she should just say no. All she wonders is who, where and whether her daddy will watch.

She watches as someone returns from the bar with a handful of straws. One is broken shorter than the others, then they are offered to her. She realises what is expected and takes hold of them, levelling them all up in her grip, and then presents them to the men one by one. Each draws one and hides it away without looking, letting everyone of them take one before they finish this strange game with this very interesting prize.

“On three” someone commands. “One, two, three.” They all count together and then reveal straws in front of themselves. Eyes dart around and a small cheer goes up as the winner is confirmed.

“Well done Jason” daddy speaks up again as he glances at the man everyone is slapping on the back and calling a lucky so and so. “You know the rules, be nice” he says even as he pushes you up off his lap, and surprised you stumble forward, caught by the winner as he steps forward.