Callie was nervous as she stepped inside our house for the first time. Miss Cartwright her social worker followed her in, she was one of my best customers, Cartwright had a serious habit so putting some fresh meat my way was a way to reduce her tab so to speak.
Pauline, one of my girls, was playing my girlfriend, she was tying to straighten herself out, stupid bitch, she was Twenty Seven and people thought she was twice that, you can’t main line gear non stop for ten years without wearing yourself out can you.
We had met before Callie and me. In the council offices, Then she was in Jeans and tee shirt, now school uniform, mid length dark skirt, white shirt, tie and dark blazer
Pauline was too stoned to be there on that occasion but I got some other Tom to sober up, scrape off the make up with an angle grinder and with an outfit from the Charity shop which set me back twenty quid she looked the part, she almost walked straight and kept her gob shut as we winged it. Cartwright had sorted the paperwork.
“Been screwing all comers I hear?” I challenged as soon as the door shut.
“Her father abused her,” Cartwright explained.
“Horny little bitch seduced him more like,” I replied, “Not to worry You’ll not need to go far to have your little itch scratched.”
Pauline was hovering nervously, “Get a brew on,” I ordered and she went to the kitchen.
I showed Cartwright and Callie into the front room. The drapes were across, the room lit with wall lamps. They set Callie’s bags on the floor.
“There’s a hook behind the curtains, hang your knickers on it when you come in,” I said conversationally.”
“Er What!” Callie challenged.
“Put your knickers on the hook behind the drapes and fetch the tin of lube,” I repeated, “Uness you want me to push the crotch aside and ram it up you dry.”
“Miss!” Callie appealed.
“Don’t be awkward Callie,” Cartwright advised, “This has to be better than the Children’s home surely.”
“But Miss I’m not that kind of girl,” Callie pleaded.
“What kind?”I demanded, “A whore? or just a slut, screwing around for free when your cunt can be your fortune makes no sense at all.” “You need to get used to fucking all comers stone sober my girl, no more drunken binges, do I make myself clear.”
“Yes, yes sir,” she said.
“You can call me Daddy,” I reassured her, “You’re used to fucking your Daddy aren’t you?”
“He’d make me,” she said, “When Mummy went out, he made me, he hit me if I didn’t, he would bend me over the table and do me from behind so he didn’t have to look at my ugly face” she snapped, “Happy now?”
“Very touching,” I countered, “Well this time Miss Cartwright will hold your hand and when you are nice and wet, you my girl will sink gently down on my cock, and I’ll fill your little pussy with lovely creamy cum and make you feel all lovely.” “Now knickers off and fetch the lube.”
Cartwright fetched the lube and helped Callie pull down her skimpy white panties, she had some very nice hold up stockings on which was a nice touch.
Cartwright, who was a raging lesbian, had the lid off the lube tin already and with her finger well coated with the clear jelly she eased it inside Callie’s pussy lips.
I realised I was seriously turned on. I undid my belt, slipped me trousers down and sat on my dining chair, “Straddle me,” I ordered.
Cartwright guided Callie towards me, one leg each side of mine, she held Callie’s skirt up out of the way and grasped my cock guiding it into Callie’s pussy and then pressed Callie’s shoulders down.
“We’re going to be such good friends,” I said as she sank down, “You’re lovely.”
“It hurts,” she protested.
“Then wriggle about a bit,” I said and she did as I said easing herself even more firmly onto my cock.
“You’re not turned on, Tits Miss Cartwright, Callie’s tits need to come out to play,” I ordered.
Carrwright undid Callie’s shirt and tie, she ease Callie’s breasts out of her bra and started to caress them, she kissed Callie’s ear. Callie was getting seriously wet and roused, she looked confused, as if she couldn’t quite believe she was being loved so soon after arrival.
“You’re really quite beautiful in a sort of childlike way,” I reassured her. It worked, her cunt loosened immediately and she sank down. She pushed back against my thrusts, I held her cheeks and kissed her mouth, she kissed me back, she laughed when I ran my tongue round her teeth.
“You’re nice,” she said as she relaxed and enjoyed my cock deep inside her and then my love juice began to pulse up through my cock and exploded into her womb gushing pulsing making her squeal with delight.
She came down to earth with a bump, when the pumping stopped, her pussy dripping, my cock shrinking, she suddenly realiused her tits were out and Miss Cartwright and Pauline were watching her.
Pauline put the tea tray on the table, three teas, milk jug, sugar bowl and a coke for Callie.
“Come on one of you, manners, lick her out, there’s prime cum wasting,” I ordered as Callie climbed off me.
I let Callie sit on my chair,and told herm to spread her legs wide. Pauline knelt before her, she lowered her lips to Callie’s quim and started licking, sucking, slurping up my creamy cum. as I filmed her on my cell phone.
“Your Turn,” I ordered Cartwright and she promptly took Pauline’s place and continued licking but not cleaning but nibbling Callie’s clit, exciting her again, before easing her thumbs inside Callie’s cunt.
“That’s enough, Tea time,” I ordered. I put down the phone and put several spoon fulls of sugar in my tea.
“You see Callie, you are a normal healthy cock obsessed fuck slut,” I explained, “All we have to do is keep your pussy well filled with nice creamy cum and you’ll be absolutely fine. Coke?” I asked and I pointed towards the glass on the table.
Cartwright left. Pauline sat with us, she asked stupid questions, what pop groups did Callie like, nonsense like that.
“The thing is Callie for a girl like you. your cunt is your money box,” I explained, “When you get really good you could be raking in five thousand a week, a week Callie, you just have to train your cunt muscles, train your mind to crave orgasms, do you understand?”
“Yes,” she agreed.
“So get naked, you need to get used to being yourself, to be proud of your body,” I assured her, “Tomorrow morning you go to school with fresh spunk in your pussy, tomorrow evening you start work, earning money with your needy cunt.”
“Look mister, I’m not doing it.” she said angrily.
“Look Callie, what we had was good wasn’t it?” I demanded, “Wasn’t it? She nodded.
“So where’s the problem, we’ll split the takings 50/50 after expenses,” I explained.
“It’s not right,” she said.
“Nor is getting drunk and screwing Winos down the precinct, If you’re not careful some unscrupulous pimp will have you on drugs and you won’t earn a cent.”
Pauline began to pull Callie’s jacket and shirt off, then her bra and finally her skirt, she looked very vulnerable in her pull up stockings and school shoes. I ordered a takeout and told Pauline to find Callie something sexy to wear.
It wasn’t hard, half the girls used my house as a store room and we bought stuff in bulk from Ann Summers.
I watched TV, Callie looked completely different when she came down, thick makeup. eye liner, blusher, red corset, suspenders, fish net stockings, black high heeled shoes, tits thrust up, cunt on show, “Very grown up,” I agreed
The doorbell rang. “Get that Callie.” I ordered.
“I can’t!” she said.
“Of course you can,” I said, “Just do it, open the door.”
To my amazement she actually opened the door.
The delivery guy was so shocked that he dropped the Pizas, and legged it. I laughed, Pauline shrieked, the deliveroo boy grabbed his bike and pedalled away like the devil was after hin. Even Callie found it funny after a minute or two.
The Pizza’s were good even if the service was awful. I decided Callie could sleep in the box room, the little bedroom which I kept for visitors, just a single bed.
“Do you do Anal?” I asked.
Callie shook her head.
“Pauline will give you a enema after we finish and we’ll give it a go,” I explained, “Do you watch Coronation Street?”
She nodded so I switched on the TV and we sat round like a regular family, mommy daddy and a little whore with a bare cunt and her tits out.
I kept out of the way while Pauling gave Callie an enema, big waste of time. My cock was going nowhere up that particualar passage. Far far far too tight, she’d have to start with Butt plugs like a tooth pick.
She was bent over the back of an arm chair, I just got fed up trying to bum her, her nipples were rock hard, she was gagging for it so I just changed aim and slammed my cock deep in her cunt.
“OOOooh, That’s sooo gooood,” she cooed to my surprise, it was too intense, I came in seconds punping, filling her with cum and she milked every drop from me.
“Wow, it was never like that with dad,” she gasped. “Oh fuck, oh wow,” I exchanged glnces with Pauline, We had cracked it. Happy days and now we just had to get her used to fucking middle aged Asians who would be 90% of her customers.