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Daddy's Girl
Date: 7/29/2015, Categories: Fetish, Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
Daddy's cock-slave." "Good girl. We need to get cleaned up now and go get some breakfast." Breakfast They showered and dressed and walked down to the truck-stop restaurant. On the way, Zeke checked the weather report. Conditions were clearing up, but it looked like they would have to spend one more night in the motel. All the rooms were full now and Zeke greeted some of his old trucker friends as they made their way to a booth. Ruby came over carrying a pot of coffee to wait on them. "Morning, Zeke." She smiled. "You gents sl**p okay?" "Didn't do much sl**ping, Ruby. But it sure was nice." Zeke smiled. "What can I get you for breakfast?" "I'll have the steak and eggs with a side of pancakes. My girly-boy here will have a orange juice and a bowl of fruit-loops." Ruby chuckled. "What's your boy's name?" "Chrissie." "He don't look much like a Chrissie." "By the end of the day he will. That Wal-Mart across the highway open?" "Yeah. Ain't nobody shopping cause of the storm. But I reckon you can get real personal service today. Let me go order up your breakfast." As Ruby walked towards the kitchen counter, Zeke wrapped his arm around Chrissie and pulled him close. In between sips of his coffee, Zeke ministered to Chrissie, kissing his neck and nibbling on his ears, massaging his chest and tweaking his nipples, sliding his hand between Chrissie's legs and fondling his hard little cock. ... Chrissie just closed his eyes and laid his head back on Zeke's shoulder. He began to whimper with pleasure as Zeke concentrated all his efforts on the boy's cock. Chrissie came at the same time breakfast came. His pants were wet and cum-stained as he sat next to Zeke and ate his fruit loops. After breakfast, Zeke rose from the booth and held out his hand to Chrissie. "C'mon, baby, let's go shopping." "Maybe I should just leave now, Daddy? Maybe you're done with me?" Chrissie asked timidly. "What are you?" Zeke demanded. "I'm a faggot." Chrissie said quietly, eyes downcast. "Who do you belong to?" "I belong to you, Daddy." "Who makes decisions for you?" "You do, Daddy." "Damn straight! This ain't no game. You're my property now; to do with as I please. Now take my hand and get your ass out a that booth." "Yes, Daddy." "I'm going to have to punish you later for questioning me, bitch. Now let's go." Zeke led Chrissie by the hand to the register. While Ruby processed his card, Zeke let his hand wander down to Chrissie's ass, caressing and squeezing his firm little cheeks. Chrissie could feel the eyes of the truckers on her as Zeke possessively played with her ass. Zeke paid. They left. Shopping for Clothes Zeke led Chrissie by the hand across the highway to the Wal-Mart. Because of the snow storm, the store was practically empty. But Chrissie could feel the eyes of the clerks watching them as Zeke ...