I left no doubt in the stuck-up old bitches minds as to exactly what Rachel was or who her daddy was when we left. I took Rachel's hand and said, "Come, my little cumslut, it's time you tasted daddy's cock in those other sweet little holes."
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I could feel my heart beating out of my chest. Fuck I had never done or said anything like that before. But just hearing those bitter, twisted women commenting and whispering about Rachel and me pissed me off.
We got around the corner, out of sight of the shop, and I stopped.
"Bloody hell, that was crazy. I can't believe I said that in front of all those ladies. I'm going to hell for sure."
"Daddy, thank you. You stood up for me back there. They were clearly judging us, and you didn't let them. What you said shut them up real quick. But can I ask something?"
"Of course, Rachel, You can ask me anything. I think we are past the point of secrecy now."
"Well, firstly, it's baby girl or slut but never Rachel, not even in public. I thought I had established that. Secondly, did you mean what you said? Do you really want to fuck my other two holes?"
I still held Rachel's hand, so I pulled her to me and kissed her as if I loved her. Right in front of anyone who cared to look. She dropped the shopping bags, putting her arms around my neck, and we kissed passionately for ages.
She finally let go of me and pulled away, "I'm yours now, daddy exclusively yours. I promise I won't date or fuck anyone else, only you. Would you like that? Would you like to own me as your pet slut, daddy?"
I have to admit, I was pretty smitten by this gorgeous young woman, but I was so out of date with all these terms and phrases she used. It's like she was from another planet. I needed to get online and google this daddy, baby girl, pet ownership stuff. I felt like today was moving so damn quickly. Maybe I was just old and out of touch with this generation.
"How about we enjoy the rest of the day for now, and then we can talk about it later, sweetheart."
"Daddy, 'sweetheart' isn't acceptable. I don't want to be your little princess, daddy; I want to be your dirty little whore."
"Ok, I will try and remember. But I don't feel comfortable calling you degrading names in public it's embarrassing. What will people think of me?"
"I don't care what anyone thinks. It's not their business, and if you want to make me happy, you will call me baby girl, which is loving, or you will call me slut, whore, bitch. I don't care, but the filthier the name, the hornier I am. And the hornier I am, the happier you will be when I'm sucking and fucking that beautiful cock. Do you see how it works now?"
"Fine, I get it. But I don't have to like it."
My mind was in overdrive. I had known Rachel since grade school, my daughter's best friend, a girl who had been sleeping at my house nearly every weekend since I met her because her home life was less than desirable. A girl I watched grow up right alongside my daughter. Now wants me to call her derogatory names. She wants me to own her body and use it however or whenever I want. It was a lot to take in, but I responded accordingly.
"Yes, you little fucking slut, I want to destroy both of your slutty holes."
"Oh, daddy, I love you so much. That's all I wanted to hear. Now let's go. We still have lots of shops to explore."
For the next three hours, Rachel went from shop to shop. Her behavior became more and more submissive throughout the day. Not to mention increasingly embarrassing. We were in a high-end lingerie shop, and Rachel hadn't even bothered closing the fitting room door. She was naked, blatantly exposing herself to me and the shop assistant, that was now giving me filthy looks of disgust like I was some sort of pervert.
Rachel wore the most amazing sheer bra and panty set in a bright yellow color. She looked like a Victoria's Secret model.
"What do you think, daddy? Do you like it? I love it. I can wear this tonight while you're fucking if you want."
"It looks amazing, baby girl, so sexy I would like that very much."
"Excuse me! Did you not read the sign? You aren't allowed to try on the lingerie without your underwear on. You realize you will have to pay for that now," the shop assistant said, seeing Rachel parade around the store practically naked.
"I'm sure it will be fine. She's barely had it on a minute. But if there are any marks, I will pay for it," I said, trying to calm the lady down a bit.
I could see the mischievous look in Rachels's eyes and knew I was about to be embarrassed again. Then Rachel pulled the panties down right in front of us both and looked at the crutch area.
"Nope, she's right, daddy. You will have to pay for them. My little cunt is leaking so much thinking about having your big hard cock fucking me later. It has soiled the panties already."
The shop assistant's mouth fell open in shock before turning to disgust and anger. I just hung my head in shame.
"Ok, I would like you to get dressed, pay for those articles, then get the hell out of my shop. You're both disgusting. In all my years, I have never seen such lewd behavior in a store."
I was about to apologize but realized it wouldn't make any difference. When I turned back to her, Rachel had stepped out of the panties and unlatched the bra. she hadn't even bothered stepping back into the fitting room. She walked naked to the counter and placed them next to the register.
"We will take them."
Rachel walked back and slipped on her dress. Her pink panties were in my pocket. She gave me them around six stores ago after buying some dresses she said were too clingy to wear anything underneath.
The angry shop owner rang up the purchase, I paid, and we left the store.
"Ok, listen to me. I think that's enough for today. Shit, at the rate you are pissing people off, neither of us will be able to shop here ever again. What do you say we grab some lunch, and we can have a good talk about all this ownership thing."
"Sounds like a good idea. I'm starving anyway. And a Tilted Kilt just opened up near the food court. I heard the girls are dressed super slutty. I know you will like that?"
"Sounds perfect. Lead the way, my little slut."
Wow, Rachel wasn't wrong. The girls had on super short tartan kilts and little white blouses tied in bows under their rather exposed breasts. It must have turned her on because as soon as we sat in our booth, Rachel had her hand in my lap, rubbing my rapidly hardening cock through my shorts.
"Hey, Come on, cut it out. I want to eat before we get kicked out."
"Don't you enjoy being my daddy? I thought you liked me."
"I do like you. But it's been a bit much, if I'm honest. I still haven't been able to process everything that's happened today. And that's the biggest problem. Despite everything, you are still Selina's best friend. I'm just struggling to wrap my head around a twenty-year-old girl being interested in me."
"Daddy, I told you I have wanted you since I was seventeen. When I saw you naked. You were masturbating to some porn late one night on your computer. I had gotten up to get a drink. I watched you jerking off until your beautiful cock exploded all over your hand and stomach. I couldn't believe how much cum shot out of your dick."
"Shit, why didn't you ever say anything?"
"Because you were still married to the cheating whore. And I was shy. I thought you would tell me off. But all I wanted was to give myself to you. I wanted you to be my first. That was my fantasy anyway until the day I actually lost my cherry to a jerk at a party when I was drunk one night."
"Rachel, what do you actually want from me, darling? I'm very conflicted right now. On the one hand, I want to fuck you till you can't walk straight. And on the hand, I feel guilty I have done as much as I already have given your relationship to my daughter."
"I want to be your little cum dump, daddy. I want you to call me anytime you're horny, and I will come over and give you my holes to relieve yourself. I don't want you to have to jerk off anymore. You have me. I'm your slut now. I just want your cum, nothing more."
"Jesus, Rachel, how did you become so damn submissive? Does my daughter Selina know about this side of you?"
"Aaaaahmm, do you promise not to be angry if I tell you, daddy?"
"When someone asks me not to get angry, it usually means I probably should. But yes, I promise Rachel not to be angry. Just tell me what's going on."
"The truth is, daddy, it wasn't just me watching you the night I caught you jerking off to porn. Well, it was at first. I was so turned on by your beautiful cock I slid my panties off and started touching myself."
I guess I had been gone too long, and Selina came looking for me.
"Wait, oh my God. Are you saying my daughter watched me jerk off to porn while her mother was asleep upstairs? Oh fuck, oh fuck, how could I have been so stupid for this to happen?"
"Well, you see, daddy, that isn't the part that's going to make you angry."
"You mean there is something worse than that?"
"The thing is, Selina has caught you heaps of times. She's just not interested in your gorgeous cock like I am."
"For fuck sake, Rachel, I should hope not. She's my fucking daughter."
"You aren't getting the point I'm trying to make, daddy. Just listen, ok. The thing is, while I was watching you. Selina was on her knees behind me, eating my arse and pussy while I finger fucked myself. Selina is a lesbian daddy."
OK, I was officially lost for words. My mind just exploded with these sudden revelations. I could feel my heart beating so hard in my chest.
"Selina, my daughter is a lesbian. Well, that's not so bad. I'm not homophobic or anything. I can live with that, I guess. So you're a lesbian as well? I mean, if you let her do that to you."
"No, I'm not a lesbian daddy. I worship your cock. I have thought about you fucking me for so long. It's all I think about when I'm around you."
"Nope, now, I'm just confused. If you're not a Lesbian, why did you let Selina do that to you?"
"Because I was so damn horny watching you, and I wanted to cum. Selina confessed her love to me in senior year. And we have been fooling around together since. But a lot more since your whore wife left. But you were always off-limits to me. Selina told me if I ever fucked you, she would never talk to me again.
"Ok, my little girl is smart enough to realize that would have been wrong. I still need clarification here, Rachel. Why have you thrown yourself at me suddenly and not before?"
"So two months ago, I hooked up with a guy at college who Selina really dislikes. She tried warning me he was a massive jerk, but I didn't listen. It turned out he was not very nice to me. I was drunk one night, and he forced me to suck his friend's cock and then have sex with him while he watched. As I said, Selina is in love with me, and she lost her shit when she found out he had treated me like a cheap whore."
