The Daddy Deal

Crystal POV

It is impossible to work for this whinny bastard, I don't know how I manage, but I do. I have worked in this club for so long I cannot even remember what it was like before I started taking off my clothes for money.

Every night the same thing, some horny guy trying to touch me in off-limits places. I am thankful for security. My boss is a jackass. The other women are great except for that bitch Mona. I wish I could leave here, but there are no jobs in the area.

The only other gig in town is hooking or private parties, and I am not trying to get into any of that. I will admit I have done a few private parties. I got the offer of a lifetime tonight for an intimate gig.

I stepped off the stage, hot, sweating, and covered in too much oil. Jamie, one of my regulars, calls me over. He slides a hundred dollar bill into my g string. Jamie goes a little lower than I usually let men, but I give him a little extra special privilege. He is never rude and sexy as hell.

"Hey, I need a private dance," Jamie says.

"Sure thing, sugar," I say.

I grab him by the hand and lead him to the back. We walk past the idiot I work for here. Jamie usually only wants to talk or drink; he hardly ever really wants a dance.

I take him into the VIP room. Jamie pays the idiot three hundred dollars.

"That gets me three hours with you," Jamie says.

"Good, three hours with you will be heaven," I say.

"Come sit in daddy's lap," Jamie says.

"Yes, sir," I say.

Jamie begins stroking my naked leg. I am sitting in his lap with nothing on but my g string. He rubs me up my inner thigh.

"Listen, Crystal. I wanted to see if you would be interested in doing my birthday party tomorrow night. I already hired a few girls for the guys, but I thought you could come to the house and give me a private dance," Jamie says.

"I do not usually do private gigs. To be honest with you, it is risky business," I say.

He continues rubbing my inner thigh; he almost touches my pussy, but retreats.

"Oh, I understand; I am not asking you to come over and fuck me. I will give you ten thousand dollars to come to my house and simply be mine for a few hours. Whatever happens, well it happens," Jamie says.

I could use the money. If there are other girls there, I should be safe.

"Okay, I will do it," I say.

"I have a bag in my car; it contains everything I want you to wear tomorrow night. I require you to wear everything in the bag. I will give you five thousand upfront. No other men will be touching you. As I said, you will be mine tomorrow night for a little role play," Jamie says.

"Roleplay?" I ask.

"Yes, I have notes for you in the bag. My driver will pick you up at 7 pm," Jamie says.

"Okay. I will be ready at 645; I will give you the address," I say.

Jamie pulls me back. I am cradled in his arms. He continues to rub my inner thigh. He pulls my legs apart just a little.

"Can I touch you?" Jamie asks.

"Yes," I say.

Never in all my years in this room have I ever let a client touch me in any way other than the tits or the leg. Why am I doing this? He has never asked before. What the hell?

Jamie runs his hand back up to my pussy. He slides his fingers inside my g string. He begins rubbing the outside of my lips then up to my clit. He swirls around my clit then slides two fingers inside me.

He leans into my ear. "I only wanted to see if I make you wet," Jamie whispers.

Jamie's fingers continue to dive in and out of me. It feels so good. "I bet you are a real bad girl," Jamie says.

"I can be," I say.

Jamie pulls his fingers out of me and smacks my pussy hard. "We will continue this tomorrow night," Jamie says.

"Oh, I see, you are going to get me all worked up, then leave me hanging," I say to him.

I get up from the cradling position he has me in. I straddle him. I begin rocking my hips back and forth, grinding on him. I want to see if I can make him hard. I feel him starting to grow beneath me.

"I knew you were naughty," Jamie says.

"Well, you did start it," I say.

"I would never fuck you in this awful club," Jamie says.

"Oh really," I say.

"Have you ever fucked a client?" Jamie asks.

"No, never," I answer him as I continue to grind on his hardness beneath me.

"Then why are you trying to fuck me?" Jamie asks.

"It has been a while, and you dipped your fingers in me, and now I am unbelievably horny," I say.

"I am sorry, I did that," Jamie says.

"I am not," I say.

I do not know why but I have this urge to fuck his brains out right here in this private room. I reach down to free him. I could slip his cock right in me from where I am on him.

I take my hand and begin rubbing his cock. I unzip his zipper. I reach into his pants. I am about to free the monster I feel beneath me.

"Not here," Jamie says.

"You are turning me down?" I ask him.

He pulls me in close to him. "I don't want to fuck my girl here," Jamie says.

"Okay then, you have me for three hours; what are we going to do?" I ask him.

"Let's walk out to my car to get the bag you need for tomorrow night. How much do I need to pay for you to be off work for the rest of the night?" Jamie asks.

"You already paid enough to free me up for the rest of the night," I say.

"Good, grab your things and meet me out front. You need to go home and get some sleep, so you are ready for tomorrow night," Jamie says.

Jamie and I walk out of the private VIP room. He leaves to grab a beer while I put my clothes on.

I go into my dressing room. I try to wash the oil off, but damn I put too much on tonight. I will shower when I get home. I remove my g string and put it in with my laundry. I grab some yoga pants and a tee. I slip into my shoes and grab my purse.

Just as I am about to head out the door, Ward comes busting in.

"Where are you going?" Ward asks.

"I am done for the night. Jamie paid you for the remainder of my shift," I say.

"That doesn't mean you can leave," Ward says.

"Yes, it does," I yell at him. I push past him and go out the door.

"You whore!" Ward yells at me as I exit through the back door. I miss when his dad ran the place. He was so much easier to work for here.

I walk across the parking lot to my car. As I am putting my things in, someone steps up behind me.

"Hey," Jamie says.

"You scared me," I say to him.

"Well, you should not be out here without someone now, should you," Jamie says.

"Oh, I see. Are you my protector now?" I ask him.

"I can be," Jamie says.

Jamie hands me a bag. "There is cash in here as well as everything for tomorrow night," Jamie says.

"I will be ready," I say.

I reach into my car to get a piece of paper and a pen. I write down the address for Jamie. I hand it to him.

"Do that again," Jamie says.

"Do what?" I ask, puzzled.

Jamie gets closer to me. "Bend over into your car," Jamie says.

I bend over into my car. As I am bent over, I feel him pull down my yoga pants. He smacks my bare ass. His hands begin to wander all over my ass until his fingers make their way to my pussy. He slides four fingers into me. He starts thrusting his fingers in and out of me. He takes his other hand and begins massaging my clit.

"I want you to cum for daddy," Jamie says.

It has been so long since a man touched my pussy; his fingers feel amazing going in and out of me. I begin to cum on his fingers. He pulls his fingers out of me. He pulls up my pants. When I turn around, he licks his fingers.

"You taste wonderful," Jamie says.

I really should run, but it turned me on. "I felt like I owed you after I got you all worked up in there," Jamie says.

"Oh, was that like a pity fuck?" I ask him.

"No, I have to admit I come here for you. I have wanted you for a long time," Jamie says.

"You have never tried to fuck me or ask me to come dance for you at your home," I say.

"I guess I finally got up my nerve. Please don't let what is in the bag freak you out," Jamie says.

"Trust me, nothing freaks me out," I say.

"I will see you tomorrow night," Jamie says.

"Okay," I say.

He watches me get in my car and lock the door. After I am safely driving away, he goes to his car.

Crystal POV

I awake and look at the clock. It is 5 pm. I have to get ready for tonight. Jamie is sending a driver to pick me up at 7. I need to get ready. I have not even looked in the bag he sent with me. I took the cash out and laid the bag on the bar. I cannot believe he is paying me ten thousand dollars for one night of role play.

I crawl out of bed. I wonder what in the hell he has in mind. I was curious when I got home this morning, but I decided to sleep instead of looking through the bag. I think I will shower first, and then I will look in the bag.

I come out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel to look inside the bag. I guess I need to see what Jamie's instructions are before putting on makeup or doing my hair.

I unzip the bag and begin to pull out the clothes and shoes. There is a small envelop inside. I open the envelope to see what is inside. It is a small piece of paper.

The note says *Tonight you are mine. You will refer to me as sir or daddy. I request you wear your hair in pigtails, please. You may wear makeup as you see fit. Enjoy the outfit. Only wear what is in the bag, nothing else.*

I pull out an extremely short plaid skirt, a white button-up top with suspenders, white stockings, panties, and red heels. There is no bra. Great, I have to go without a bra in a see-through white button-up. Something else is in the bag, a lollipop and two ribbons that I assume are for my hair.

I leave everything on the bar except the panties, stockings, and ribbons. At least my hair will be manageable. I blow my hair dry. I divide it into two sections and pull it up in pigtails. I put one ribbon on each rubber band and secure the ribbon.

I decide to wear lashes and a smoky eye look. My makeup is perfect. I slip into the stockings and panties. I go back to the kitchen to get the skirt and white button-up off of the bar. I leave a few buttons open. I grab the lollipop off of the bar and put it in my purse. This is going to be an exciting night. Hey, for ten thousand dollars, I will call him daddy and dance for him all night.

I check the time on the clock; it is 640. I grab my purse and head out of my apartment. I told Jamie I would be out front at 645. I lock the door and rush to the elevator. I hope no one sees me in this outfit. It would not be so bad if I were wearing a bra.

I make it to the front of my building just as a black sedan is pulling up out front. A young man gets out and motions for me when he sees me. I guess he has done this before. He opens the back door to the black sedan, and I get into the back seat.

"Are you comfortable? Do you need anything, Miss?" the driver asks.

"I am excellent," I respond.

He closes the glass between us. I guess he is not very friendly, or he is just professional. Maybe my tits hanging out of this shirt make him uncomfortable.

The drive to Jamie's is only about thirty minutes. As the driver pulls into the long driveway, I start to become very nervous. I have no idea why. I have known Jamie for a very long time. I should be at complete ease with this situation. It is not like he has not seen me naked before in the club.

The driver comes around and opens my door. "You may go in the front door and wait for instructions," he says.

"Okay, thanks," I say.

He smiles. He gets back in the car and leaves. I walk up to the front door. I enter and wait for further instructions. Jamie's house is exceptionally over-decorated. The house is enormous. I figured he would have a big place, but this is ridiculously large.

A young lady finally comes down for me after a few minutes.

"If you follow me, I will take you to your area," She says.

I follow her up the stairs and down a hall. She opens the door to a bedroom. "You will wait here. Mr. Jamie will be with you shortly," she says.

She leaves and shuts the door before I can say thank you.

I look around the room. Maybe I can see what Jamie has in mind for us tonight. The room is plain. There is nothing but a bed and a few items in the room. It is not overly decorated like the rest of the house. It is immaculate. I do not think anyone uses this room.

It seems like forever when the door finally opens. Jamie enters the room. He does not say anything. He looks me over. He touches the ribbons in my hair and then looks under my skirt. He peers inside my shirt to check to see if I have on a bra. It should be obvious I am not wearing one, but I did not mind his touch.

"I see you can follow instructions very well, but where is your lollipop?" Jamie asks.

"It is right here in my purse, sir," I say so sweetly.

"Take it out. You can leave your purse in here. No one will bother your things," Jamie says.

I take the lollipop out of my purse. I lay my purse on the bed. I walk back over to Jamie.

"Is this better?" I ask.

He takes the lollipop from me and unwraps it. "Now that is better little miss," Jamie says to me.

He hands it back to me. I take it into my mouth and begin to lick and suck on it. Jamie touches my face. "Such a good little miss you are for daddy," Jamie says.

I smile at him as I continue to lick on the lollipop.

"Come with daddy; we are going to my playroom for privacy," Jamie says.

He reaches for my hand. We walk hand in hand out of the room.

Jamie POV

I take Crystal's hand and lead her out of the room she was waiting in for me. She looks stunning. She did everything I asked her.

"What is in the playroom?" Crystal asks me.

I snicker. I shouldn't be so amused, but I thought Crystal would have figured it out by now. She continues to suck the lollipop I gave her as we walk down the hall to my special playroom.

When I get to the door to my playroom, I take the key out of my pocket. I unlock the door.

"In the playroom, you belong to me," I say to her.

I go to open the door. "You realize you never answered my question right," Crystal says.

"I do realize that little miss. I can show you better than I can tell you," I say to her.

"Yes, sir," she replies with a tone I do not particularly like.

I open the door to my playroom. I hold the door open and let her go in front of me. She walks around, looking at everything. She touches the paddles I have hanging on the wall. "You want to spank me, daddy," Crystal says.

"If you need it," I answer.

She picks up handcuffs from the dresser and a blindfold. "You want to use these on me?" Crystal asks.

"Yes, I do," I answer her.

She follows the room's length looking at everything, and then she comes to coloring books, movies, and books for me to read to her.

"What is this for?" Crystal asks.

"That is for when we play together," I answer her.

"Okay," Crystal says.

She picks up the collar and chain lying on the bed. "And this, what is this for?" Crystal asks.

"That is what I want you to wear for me when you have been a naughty little miss," I say to her.

Crystal sits down on the bed. "What exactly do you want from me tonight?" Crystal asks.

"Tonight, we will have some fun, but if you enjoy yourself, I want to talk about something maybe a little more permanent," I say to her.

"Like you would want me to come over here privately more often," Crystal asks.

"Why don't we discuss business tomorrow? Tonight I want to play with my little miss," I say to her.

"What would you like for me to do first, sir?" Crystal asks.

I walk over to her. I touch her chin and lift her face up to look me in the eye. "First, I want you to call me daddy," I say to her.

"Yes, daddy," Crystal says so sweetly and softly.

"Now, daddy would like to see all of you," I say to her.

"Daddy wants me to take off my clothes?" Crystal asks.

"Yes, if little miss would like to please daddy, the daddy would love for you to take off your clothes," I say to her.

Crystal stands up in front of me. I sit in the chair next to the bed. She unbuttons her shirt, exposing her breasts to me. "Leave the button-up shirt on for now; it is sexy the way it drapes over you," I say to her.

She comes closer to me. I take my hand and feel her legs. I rub up against her leg and under her skirt. She begins to remove her skirt for me.

She is standing in front of me in her unbuttoned white shirt, stockings, and her panties.

"You are so sexy," I say to her.

"Does daddy want to fuck me?" Crystal asks.

I pop the side of her leg. "Daddy does not like his little miss to use bad language," I say to her.

"Yes, daddy," Crystal says.

"Why don't you undress daddy," I say to her.

I stand in front of her. She begins to remove my clothing. She runs her hands all over my body.

She removes my pants. "Holy shit, daddy has a big cock," Crystal gasps.

"I asked you not to talk like that, little miss," I say to her.

"Sorry, daddy," Crystal says.

I walk over to the wall and grab down my favorite paddle.

"Bend over the bed," I say to her.

"Yes, daddy," Crystal says obediently.

She bends over the bed. I pull down her panties, exposing her ass. I smack her ass not too hard with the paddle. She does not say anything. I strike her a second time. She remains still and takes her swats. I smack her a third time, and she moans.

"Daddy knew you were a bad little miss," I say to her.

She looks back at me. "Daddy has no idea just how bad I can be," Crystal says.

I smack her bare ass again. I lean over her body to whisper in her ear. "Daddy needs a good little miss. How are we going to accomplish that?" I ask her.

"I do not know," she answers.

I smack her ass again while I am leaning over her. She moans loudly. I put the paddle down on the bed. I place my hand on her hip and begin to make my way to her pussy.

As my hand makes its way to her pussy she arches her back. I am on top of her with my cock on her ass. I reach down and grab her pussy through her panties. Her panties are wet.

"Did you enjoy being spanked by daddy?" I ask Crystal.

"Yes, daddy, I did," Crystal says.

"Daddy can tell you did; you are so wet for daddy," I say to her. I massage her pussy through her panties. She moans and arches her back as I rub her pussy roughly. I go down the front of her panties to feel her clit. She is moist. I bet she tastes delicious.

"Can daddy taste you?" I ask her as I rub her clit firmly.

"Yes, daddy, I want you to taste me," Crystal moans as she answers me.

I turn her around. She sits on the side of the bed. I pull her panties off of her with one quick rough tug. I divide her legs and begin to lick her pussy lips. She moans as I lick up and down her trying to get a good taste of the juices dripping out of her.

I push two fingers inside of her as I suck on her clit. She grabs the back of my head, guiding me deeper into her. I pull my fingers out of her and let my tongue dives into her. I grab hold of her ass, pulling her closer to my face. I want to make a meal out of her juicy pussy. She begins to cum as I bury my tongue deeper into her. I lick her juices as her body shakes, and she moans. I kiss her pussy when she finishes cumming for me.

I stand between her legs and lean over to kiss her sweet lips.

"Is daddy going to fuck me now?" Crystal asks.

"No, you have been very naughty, so daddy is not going to fuck you, but you can do something for daddy," I say.

She raises her body up to kiss me again. "What does daddy want?" Crystal asks.

"Daddy wants you to get dressed for dinner," I say to her.

"But I want daddy to let me please him," she protests.

"You will later, first little miss, I need you to get dressed so we can have a nice dinner together and maybe talk over some business," I say to her.

She pouts like a brat not getting her way. Yes, daddy like that.

"I want you to wear something more suitable for dinner," I say to her.

"Okay, I did not bring anything with me," Crystal says.

"There are clothes in the closet; get dressed for daddy. I will be back with dinner in thirty minutes and leave the panties off," I say to her.

I put on my clothes as she goes through the closet. I leave and lock the door.