Plug for a Princess

Plug for a Princess ( u_HHWhore / HHWhore ) 30, brunette, with a tight body and a pretty face, or so I'm told. C cup tits, long legs, and a nice little ass that I'm working on. My new Daddy laughs when we're perusing bi girls on Tinder together because I match with every single hot one. I don't have a problem attracting men but I usually pick the wrong ones. This time was different. I met a guy online who immediately caught my attention (most likely by calling me a Good Girl by the tenth message he sent)... we moved over to texting and things got pretty wild pretty fast. Let me clarity, I know I was made to be someone's good little whore...but I don't meet strangers off the internet without talking to them for months first. Something about the way he spoke to me, I couldn’t resist. He picked a nearby restaurant and messaged me "8pm. Tardiness will be punished. Other than your second favorite pair of panties, what will you be wearing for me?". I instantly soaked my second favorite pair of panties. Trying to gather my thoughts I put together quite possibly the sluttiest little school girl/daddy issues/sweet slutty baby outfit I could, got ready, and got to the restaurant at 7:48 (because I know better) to meet a total stranger. I sat in the parking lot shaking as he approached my car. He was super attractive, wearing a suit, had thick dark hair laid perfectly in place, bright green-almost hazel- eyes, and looked way too put together to give me the time of day. Full on fifty shades of grey vibes. I was shaking all over, still soaked from the messages he sent me earlier. I have got to be on my best behavior. I get out of the car and we both say hello. My voice is shaking when I speak to him. I knew he was attractive from his pictures online: but holy shit. Paired with the smell of his cologne and his dominant personality? I was done for, he could see it in my eyes. He had me wrapped around his finger already, and the date hasn’t even begun. Before we even get inside… he tells me he has a surprise for me, to hand him my purse, and he slipped something inside of it. I already laughed in my head that I just so willingly hand over my purse to a total stranger but for absolutely no reason at all, I trusted him. Of course I would be so infatuated and have so much in common with this random stranger (and the fact that I was dripping wet every time he opened his mouth) that I forgot all about the little surprise that he slipped into my purse... until he leaned in across the table and told me to go to the bathroom and check out my surprise. NOT A TOTAL STRANGER GIVING ME DIRECTIONS AND ME FOLLOWING THEM LIKE A STUPID STUPID SLUT. I get to the bathroom, reach in my purse, and pull out a note, with not one, but two butt plugs. Butt plugs. For the girl who hasn't had anything in her ass in four years after dating someone super vanilla. (Also why this confident man piqued my attention) What did the note say? Great question: ✨"MY little slut, Don't leave this bathroom until one of these is in, then come back to me. Dont take it out. The heart-shaped gem plug was made for a princess. I will be so proud of you if you can fit it. If not, use the black one. -Daddy"✨ Yes Daddy👸🏻 Immediately knew I had to be a good little slut for him and do as I was told. The black plug was thinner and longer, and the gem plug was shorter but much thicker. Probably my only smart thought of my stupid slutty shenanigans was that I used the lube he gave me (a thoughtful stranger) took a deep breath, carefully and slowly put the black plug inside me... pulled it back out (ouch), and (with a lot of struggle and maybe a tear or two) I put the gem plug inside me. The biggest point made me let out a little whimper. It felt so full, almost too much, but I wanted him to be proud of me- probably as much as he knew that telling me he would be proud of me would surely get me to perform any task he ever wanted. I look at myself in the mirror and immediately think “what the hell are you doing, whore?” My poor little asshole stretched out for the first time in years by a total stranger: begging for someone to be proud of me: even if it means being a total slut for them at their every whim. When I got back to the table, he looked at me, asking "how good were you?" I told him I was a very good princess. I didn’t even have to specify- he knew I had worked the gem plug inside of me. He grabbed me by the chin, pulled me in, kissed me, and instantly got me soaked again. He had ordered me one more bourbon (while I was preoccupied shoving toys inside myself in the bathroom) and assured me I didn’t have to finish it (immediately I laughed as this showed we absolutely were strangers and he doesn’t know me at all: of course I finish the drink. This slutty little baby never lets a good bourbon go to waste. As I sat there finishing it, anytime I moved I could feel the plug wiggle around. Typically I’ve always just done what I was told to keep myself out of deep shit: but did I actually like this? I caught myself wiggling more in my chair than I should have as he spoke to me. What a slut. When the bill got to the table, I begged him to let me pay. I felt like I owed this man for giving me such a fun little hot night out to myself for the first time in years. He instantly got offended and told me that nothing he wanted from me was financial. Oh good: just another panty dropper, it’s fine. He paid the tab and we walked to the car. I had told myself a million times to leave the restaurant and walk straight to my car: as he was technically still a total stranger and this was the first night meeting him… but somewhere between walking from the restaurant to my car: I tripped and fell in his back seat. There were even people in the car behind us, but the slut was solely focused on this hot handsome stranger Daddy who just invited me to the back seat of his car. I was shaking: I never had gone so far on a first date let alone stood there considering a back seat invitation and had no idea what caused me to be such a little slut for this stranger that I would even be considering it. I couldn't say no. Against my better judgement, allowing full slut brain to take over, I climb in. Surely the car parked behind us were judging me heavily as they watched me in my school girl skirt bend over and climb all fours into his BACK SEAT. This hot stranger Daddy now has me bent over his lap, in the back seat of his car, in the middle of a-certainly not empty- parking lot, presenting the red gem plug I filled my tight little hole with. He started slow, every touch on my body was soft but firm and tactful. Telling me how good I was for him by taking the gem plug. Kissing me on my forehead (my favorite), he pulled my skirt up, pulled my tights down, and started playing with my tight little holes- one still filled up by his very unhinged and thoughtful surprise. With every insertion of his fingers inside my soaked pussy, I’d yelp in excitement as I felt the plug push deeper inside of me while both holes were getting filled. I immediately turned into his good little girl, following every command as he explored his new toy. I came in his back seat twice just from him playing with me with one hand. After just one date: I was fully ready to submit to this total stranger Daddy. 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