My Gloryhole Daddy

I had been working the gloryhole at the strip club for almost a month. Mostly it was jerking off pathetic dicks with a fleshlight while fake moaning and scrolling my phone. But every now and then I'd get a text from my favorite john saying he'd be stopping by. His cock was so beautiful! A solid 8 inches, fat and white with smooth skin and a subtle veiny texture. Frankly, it was the only dick I was actually willing to drop to my knees and suck, and I sucked it with passion. I worshiped that cock so hard it made me leak so much precum, and I rather liked the feeling of going home with sticky, wet panties.

One day, while lounging around my apartment, I got a text from my favorite anonymous cock asking for more than just an excellent suck job, he wanted pics. I decided to slip on a matching black bra and thong and snapped off a few shots of my petite body. His response was that he wanted more of me. Like, he wanted more than just blowjobs. He wanted to see my face. He wanted to fuck me. His messages felt so demanding, it triggered my submissive nature and I quickly dolled myself up with makeup and tried to look as cutesy as I could. In return he sent me multiple pics of his big, rock hard dick. I felt so dirty and aroused! He then asked me if I'd meet him at a cheap motel so he could fuck my brains out. I told him I wanted nothing more but I felt the need to be upfront about the fact I was more than meets the eye.

I sent him a message explaining that I was in fact a sissy crossdresser. His response was "prove it." So I sent him a full body shot with my cock bulging in my tiny panties and waited with anxiety racing for his response. To my surprise he responded with one word: perfect. I was overcome with giddiness! He set the time and place and told me to "dress like a trashy little slut for daddy."

Daddy... this word had a terrible effect on me. My cock grew fully erect as I pressed on my butt plug. I felt a new level of submissiveness overcome me and my femininity increased tenfold as I gleefully bounced around my apartment, limp-wristed and swaying my hips for the rest of the afternoon.