COMES FROM SCHOOL AND MEETS DAD AND HIS FRIENDS DRINKING AND DOES AS SHE IS TOLD

I go upstairs quietly and change into the short black dress I know my daddy's friends would like me in. It's tight on top, revealing most of my cleavage, and goes down to mid-thigh with a slit up one leg. Then I put on some red heels that make my legs look incredibly long.

Finally, I go back downstairs and stand near where everyone is sitting, biting my lip nervously as I wait for someone to notice me. I want so badly to please them all, but am terrified of doing something wrong or making a mistake that could ruin everything.

I nod nervously and quickly make my way over to the bar area, my heart racing as I wonder if they're all watching me. Carefully pouring drinks for each of them, I try not to spill a drop as I hand them out one by one. Once everyone has a fresh drink in their hands, I step back and stand nearby, my body tense as I wait for someone to tell me what to do next. It's exhilarating being the center of attention like this, but it's also incredibly frightening at the same time.

I wish I could just make everyone happy and enjoy myself without worrying about messing up somehow.

I swallow hard, feeling my face heat up as I obey his command. Slowly, I turn around and bend over at the waist, letting my hair fall forward to hide my blushing cheeks. My heart is racing now, but not from fear or nervousness - it's a new kind of thrill coursing through me. I can feel their eyes on me, admiring my body and enjoying the view.

It's exhilarating, to be treated this way... like an object for their pleasure. A shiver runs down my spine as I realize that this is what I've always wanted, deep down. To belong to someone... to make them happy by being whatever they need me to be. And right now, it feels so good to finally know my place in the world.

I gasp softly as I'm given this new command, my body trembling with anticipation. Without a word, I reach back and carefully unhook my bra, letting it fall to the ground behind me. Then, slowly and deliberately, I slide my fingers beneath the lacy fabric of my panties and begin inching them down my legs. As they slide lower, revealing more and more of my most intimate parts, a moan escapes from deep within me.

My heart is racing now, but not from fear or nervousness - it's a new kind of thrill coursing through me. I can feel the air on my skin as my panties slip down my legs, revealing my glistening folds to the men in the room. I know they can see everything now... that they have complete control over how much or how little they want to take from me tonight. And with each passing moment, I become more and more aroused by the idea of being their plaything, of giving myself over completely to their desires.

I let out a soft cry as I feel the sting of his belt against my bare bottom. It's a sharp pain that quickly turns to burning sensation, making me gasp and arch my back slightly as another blow lands. The room feels like it's spinning around me now; all I can focus on is the throbbing heat between my legs and the hard hands that grab at me whenever they please.

With each strike of his belt against my bare skin, a moan escapes from my lips. It feels like he's claiming me, marking me as his property for all to see. And with every blow, I become more and more aroused by the dominance and control that radiates off him in waves. I've never felt this desired or wanted before... it's intoxicating. I can feel my body tensing up, the need growing stronger within me with each passing moment. I want them all to touch me, to use me for their pleasure. I'm theirs tonight... and I will be whatever they want me to be.