Spellbook Slaves, Afternoon Shift
This is a classic story from January 2013. Small edit to make it fit in current canon.
This time of year, selling off daughters and stepdaughters appears to be very popular. I am not sure why this is, but it is. Not that I’m complaining, mind you, I always like seeing the look of helplessness in a girl’s eyes when she realizes that her father is selling her for cold cash. Makes my cock hard occasionally. A few tears and I’m ready to throat fuck someone. Often the crying slut herself. Case in point, yesterday I got a call-out to do a pickup of this pair. I could tell from the way that they were acting, and they way that their father was acting, that this wasn’t a complete spur of the moment thing. So, I felt like I had to know more. “So, why are you selling these two today?”
“Well, to be honest, I really don’t have that much of a reason, just it seemed like something that needed to be done. Most of the guys at work have sold at least one, and with their sister in college, I really can’t afford to keep them around.”
“So, selling off the younger ones to keep the elder daughter in school?”
“Yeah, plus Penelope here” indicating the blonde, “isn’t really mine. Stepdaughter. Doesn’t give head, so she’s going off. Allie, she’s mine, but I’ve decided that all the women that live in this house have to suck my cock when I want, and it just feels weird to have her give me head. Makes me a feel a bit like a pervert.”
“Let me get this straight, you are selling your stepdaughter because she doesn’t suck cock, but you are selling your blood daughter because she does.”
“Yeah, that just about sums it up.”
Occasionally, I wonder about my clients, but what the hell. Bought both of them. Allie did give better head, but they both were good enough to sell off to a suck club. That’s a fast grand turn over.