My good friend Stephanie introduced me to him two weeks earlier. Now I was expected to thank her. I was going to tell her how much I appreciated her wisdom. I was also expected to show her why. The errand seemed simple. Given the audacious assignment however, I was in a state of apprehension and fear.

My guardian walked me into the club while firmly holding my hand. My striking blonde hair, elegant make-up, and stylish full-length faux mink coat caught many unwanted glances. Stephanie was waiting at the bar, expecting me and my companion. It was early on a Friday Night. The club was starting to get busy. Seeing me, Stephanie smiled and greeted me. Her words were truthful and shameless.

“So, what is Daddy’s girl up to tonight?" Stephanie cooed grinning. This was my cue. Shaking, I hesitated, taking a deep breath. I carefully undid the single button on my Faux Mink coat. I paused, then shyly opened it. With both hands on my coat, I exposed the near-nakedness that was underneath it. My slim, hairless, smooth-shaven, perfumed body was nude except for two strikingly noticeable things.

Locked around my neck was a black, studded leather collar. A short, black, leather leash was attached at the center ring. The only other item I wore was even more telling. Stephanie looked down wide-eyed at the black, steel, urethral insert chastity device. It had been locked firmly onto my male hood. I stood half-frozen, waiting for her reaction. I was doing exactly what Daddy had asked of me.

“I can see what Daddy’s gurl is up to tonight!” Stephanie giggled. She opened my coat further to my shoulder. She showed me off to her girlfriend who was sitting next to her.

Her friend clearly saw how thoroughly prepared I was! Her pretty friend Gasped! “Oh, my you little slut! She bellowed. I can see your Daddy is in for some good times tonight!” She squealed laughing.

“She is a lucky gurl. She is also very obedient I see!” Stephanie’s friend continued while smiling at both Stephanie and my Daddy. Instinctively I closed my coat, feeling embarrassed. Mysteriously, I was pleased with myself.

“She is a very good gurl,” Daddy responded. “She has some important things that she wants to share with you, Stephanie,” he said clearly.

It was my time to thank my friend. “Stephanie, thank you so much for introducing me to Daddy. You were right in that he is perfect for me. You were also very right that I was born to be a Daddy’s gurl.” I said honestly. “You’re the best, Stephanie,” I said, giving her a big hug and kiss.

“Haven’t I always been right about you? She asked.

“Yes Steph, you have always been right about me,” I admitted respectfully. Daddy ordered us all drinks. We toasted to good friends. A few minutes later, Daddy winked at me. In front of the gurls, I waved a gold-colored key ring.

On cue, I shamelessly spoke. “These are yours, Daddy,” I said proudly while winking and smiling at him. I boldly handed the keys to my collar lock and chastity device over to Daddy. I did this purposely and as Daddy expected, in front of the girls to see.

Stephanie grinned. “I see you have chosen your fate, my naughty friend. Just a few months ago you were afraid of your own shadow, let alone men. It is so nice to see you finally know what you want. I know you will be an incredibly good girl for your Daddy.” You will love who you have become. You go gurl! Stephanie said brazenly with a giggle.

“It’s time for us to go!” Daddy announced proudly. The girls laughed, snickering while expressing their delight to Daddy.

“Have a good night, Daddy’s gurl!” they both said to me, snickering and chuckling with obvious winks to us both.

 “I’m glad you finally learned to listen, my slutty little gurl,” Stephanie said with a clever, amused taunt. I smiled shyly and waved to them as my Daddy led me away.

Daddy’s condominium was less than a two-minute walk from the club. He lived in the neighborhood. The proximity to what was our mutually favorite alternative nightclub was his own design. A person must be well off to afford this neighborhood. I felt truly fortunate that Daddy was of such means. Walking the two blocks in tight chastity and five-inch-high black leather heels was awkward, yet charmingly stimulating!

At only eighteen, after a full year out in public as Cari, I had come a long way. At only five foot five and 130 pounds, I was slim, pretty, shapely and fit into a size three dress. I was comfortably walking in my five-inch-high heeled pumps knowing that much was yet to come this evening. It would be a night of many firsts.

I loved the cool air and how my naturally long blonde hair flowed in the gentle breeze. My mink, however, kept my nakedness well-covered and warm enough. Daddy helped, holding me close and asking me if I was looking forward to the evening that he had planned for me. I responded honestly and enthusiastically.

“Yes, very much Daddy. I cannot wait!” I just felt so close to him. Daddy was so special.

Daddy was quite a successful home improvement company business owner. He was generous and lived quite well. He was an average-looking but very masculine guy. I was very attracted to him. He was an industrious blue-collar guy whose exceptional effort brought him financial success. He was a big, strong man who carried over a couple of hundred pounds on his over six-foot-two frame. I felt tiny next to him. I so loved the feeling of being protected and indulged by him.

In but moments we arrived at his brownstone condominium. He unlocked and opened the door for me. There was a mat on the floor of the foyer where I was to stand. My entry into his home always had a ritual. I would display both my affection and my appreciation for him. I would submit and honor him in the manner he expected and desired. I could begin by being the submissive woman that I was expected to be. That woman had been hiding inside my heart for years.

Somehow, I had become a bundle of nerves, yet I had no doubts or remorse for my decision to be here. I felt so present at my new Daddy’s home. My heart had adapted to a new set of beliefs about myself and my role as a woman. I had fully accepted that I was both a gurl and a quite submissive gurl as well. I was eager and excited. I was so very ready to begin being myself.

Standing on the mat I stood upright, proudly smiling and still. Daddy was pleased and came behind me to remove my long mink coat. I stood naked, exposed fully before him. I was quivering but smiling. I looked directly and affectionately into his eyes. My male hood inside the locked metal chastity was straining, throbbing, and smarting from its restrained imprisonment.

Daddy looked his gurl over. He walked around me spanking my bottom firmly. I unhesitatingly knew the drill.

 “Thank you, Daddy!” I squealed. He walked around the front. He took my smallish adolescent looking girlish breasts and cupped them. He then took one into his mouth. I gasped, now proud that I had dared take a month’s long drug trial that had resulted in my having ever so slightly enlarged breasts and nipples.

Daddy knew exactly how to inflame the girl within me. His tongue caressed them making my newly swollen nipples erect. An unintentional whimper escaped my mouth. I felt female in complete I was already his. There was no doubt in my melting, joyous soul as to just how badly I wanted to please him. I had already been told his every desire and I would not knowingly disappoint.

Daddy stopped to look me in the eye. His warm eyes told the story. His sudden, affectionate deep kiss had me reeling. “Show me you know how to please Daddy.” He said authoritatively. I went to my knees on the mat. Daddy began to undo his belt and his trousers. I reached to help unzip him. He laughed, seeing my enthusiasm. Patience my sweet! He said with a pleased tone.

“Do not ever forget who is in charge Barbie Doll. CC Gurl should be patient, obedient and willing to wait for my words. Now you can suck Daddy’s cock. I want it all inside my gurl’s mouth and throat!” Daddy said firmly. I wasted little time because I knew how he liked it. No licking, flirting, or teasing. I gulped his huge cockhead. It was as big as any I had ever seen.

I would be a liar if I did not honestly admit how much I was also enjoying this very moment. It was such a privilege to take my Daddy’s cock into my mouth and my throat. I loved a challenge and though I had succeeded once before I was one hundred percent ready to do it again. I looked up, carefully studying my Daddy’s face as I worked him deeper and deeper into my mouth and throat.

His groans were earth’s most perfect music to my ears. His pelvis instinctually pushed forward. Next, he took my head in both hands. He was now literally pushing his huge eight inches into the depths of my willing throat. After several firm thrusts, my nose was against his pelvis and my chin met his huge balls. I struggled to breathe but despite my gagging and guttural noises, I was in no duress at all.

I was thrilled and happy. I allowed him to pleasure himself further as he fucked my mouth and throat with firm fury. Once again, my masculinity struggled in its metal cage, swelling from the magical excitement that I was experiencing. This was me. I was his gurl. Daddy could use me as he pleased. Ironically, it was I who was the one who was enjoying this act the most!

Good gurls are always on the ready. I was prepared for his orgasm and ejaculation which I planned to consume in entirety. To my surprise my Daddy relented. He had made clear on our previous Thursday Night phone conversation what was to be next. I was so thrilled and more than excited!

Daddy lifted me and held me close. “My gurl is the world’s best cock sucker! Are you ready to have my children Wifey?” He said teasingly.

“Oh yes, Daddy!" I honestly replied. I was beyond excited and thrilled. At but eighteen years old, my greatest want and need was about to come true! I was to be bred and impregnated by my wonderful Daddy!

Honestly - a month earlier, I could have never contemplated such a thing happening to me and even more – so willingly! I had such deeply hidden feelings and emotions. I had finally come to understand them and surrendered to them. Daddy led me to the bedroom. This is where I would become his gurl wife. My breeding would take place in my Daddy’s own bed. I was smiling like never before!

Daddy laid me on my back on the end of the bed. He lifted my legs and spread them. I was prepared for anything and as I thought he was ready to press his huge cock right into my bottom he lowered his mouth to my opening. The feeling of his mouth and tongue at my gurl pussy was beyond wondrous. I was already half losing my mind!

Daddy was thorough! His tongue and mouth lubricated my bottom and caused erotic surges that helped me understand my unique sensitivities there. He knew I could orgasm anally. With my cock locked away and plugged by steel it was not going to happen. It was torture of the most unique and naughty kind! I was all gurl, with my cock locked away and inaccessible. I felt complete even without the joy of his incredulous cock inside me!

I was as patient as a gurl in a collar and chastity could be. Fortunately, his entry was as welcome as any time in my short life. His thickness caused some struggle, but I wanted him so badly that I helped too much. In but moments he was deeper inside me, and I wailed in joy. “Oh yes, Daddy!” I moaned. “You feel so good, Daddy!” I cried out.

“Relax my darling. Daddy is going to enjoy fucking his gurl for a while. Keep yourself quiet. Feel me inside you and keep your sphincter tight for your Daddy. I want you to know your place.” Daddy said calmly. I nodded my head several times obediently.

His thrusts were firm and so purposeful. Each time his cock found home I groaned and wailed in high-pitched little shrill squeals. I tried desperately to stay quiet. His size overwhelmed me, yet each stroke was welcome unbelievable. My ankles and stiletto heels were bent back by my ears. Daddy’s full weight was upon me. I was on my way to a place in my own heaven.

His thrusting became even impossibly firmer. I was in disbelief at how stimulated I was and yet I was unable to feel orgasmic because of my locked up seven inches. I was all gurl. I was a feminine wife, slut, whore, and anything Daddy wanted to call me. I was so happy that tears were running down my face.

Seeing this Daddy paused. He asked if he was hurting me. “No way Daddy!” I whispered. I was lost in joyous delight. Pleased, Daddy laid a deep kiss onto me, searching my mouth with his tongue. I met him and I whimpered, happy beyond anything I could have ever imagined!

Now Daddy was getting serious. His fuck strokes quickened to a frenetic blur. I began to shake my head, quivering in disbelief. The speed and sounds of his rapid pounding were machine-gun-like. I was simply holding on for dear life. I had no control. I was his in complete. He was using me for his pleasure, and I was still in tears of joy, appreciation, and gladness.

I heard him and felt it coming. Daddy’s groan and growls deepened like his fuck strokes. I grabbed hold of his powerfully thrusting buttocks guiding every rapid driving fuck stroke. He was coming and I was beside myself. I felt the heat immediately filling my depths. I cannot describe this trip to heaven on earth. I was his, being filled with his genetic fluids and my tears of joy flowed down my pretty, made-up gurly face.

Spurt after spurt filled me and filled me. Daddy’s moans and grunts filled the bedroom. I was completely aware and enchanted by the reality that I was a gurl being bred by a stallion of a man. If I were not in chastity, I know that I would have orgasmed like a gushing oil well. Daddy was so special and as his kisses spread from my mouth to my neck and shoulders, I knew that I belonged.

I had never felt more content. Then, Daddy kissed my breasts. He was still driving me crazy. He got up and left me, returning with the key ring. He unlocked my chastity and with great care, withdrew the steel shaft that blocked my urethra. He placed it all on the nightstand. He unlocked my collar, removing it gently and putting it on the pillow.

Daddy then surprised me by spreading my legs again and once again entering my bottom with his still-hard, massive cock. He thrust forward filling me fully. The Daddy took hold of my now fully erect cock and began to gently stroke it. His cock moved forward and back in my depths as his gentle milking of my exposed masculine part had me screeching. I suddenly exploded!

My sphincter spasmed wildly around his cock as my cock gushed in spurt after spurt. I saw stars and felt warmth across my entire body as it spasmed and shook. Deep inside me my orgasm had begun. Like a wave, it went all the way to my head. Daddy suddenly shouted and groaned. My shuddering sphincter was bringing him to explosion as well! I felt him gush repeatedly! “Oh God!” Daddy shouted!

I was frazzled by the physical release and the emotions I felt. Being filled with a man’s genetic fluids was the ultimate. In a crazy way, I had proven to myself and my lover that I was a true female, or at least as impossibly female as a male could be. I was joyous and thrilled. Every weekend would be every bit rewarding!

Daddy and I were together for a long time. We are still friends. We even had a bit of a reunion four weekends ago. We are still incredibly special friends and even lovers! There is no better man than a good Daddy. To be so completely cared for and so womanized is beyond the realm of comprehension. I can speak the truth from my experience! I am so much the better for it.