Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Cassie Hole Part 15 Cassie got up out from HIS arms as she needed to pee. She sat on the basin thinking about being back with HIM. Two days were agony, she thought, what would they do once mommy came back? She let a stream go, and wiped at herself. The tissue slightly caught and she reminded herself, she was here now and she had better attend to it now, she didn't want HIM to feel it. She stood and flushed and went to the marble sink and looked at her cunt in the mirror. Her twat was perfectly formed, and even she noticed that just a slight barely perceptible lip had form on each of her side of her hole, making her bald pussy even more pronounced, more inviting, tight but budding. She felt and the small rip Mr. Calhoun had given her with the ramming dildo had healed and barely noticeable. She could sense it when she ran her finger across the spot but she couldn't see it. It had excited her when she had it, for some reason it added to her sense of adventure and degradation, a mark left behind. She opened the drawer and took out a throw away razor and lathered up her fuck slit, spreading the lips so she got to each smooth curve of her pubescent pussy. She took each stroke slowly, certain to wipe each nub and bump of hair off, going far back so that her asshole was clean as well. She barely had hair but she wanted nothing to interfere with the display she presented to HIM or others, she wanted to be thought of as a underage use-hole, a innocent naive curious girl/cunt not understanding men's need to dump wad in her mouth, hand or jizz hole, a compulsive load Lolita for whoever HE might give her to, or in the case of Father Kain, whoever she was given the opportunity to slut herself out to. She pulled the razor away from the last inch of her mound and washed it and her box gleamed clean and smoothly lewd. All the while she had shaved she had heard HIS words from last night as he fucked and pounded into her, lovely bonding with her as HIS girth stretched her pussy out, hard and thick, and calling her the nasty names that she loved, sharing back that she was HIS fuck meat doll, HIS loving adoring wad hole, HIS daughter/slut/girl that had no other and would never have another that meant so much to her, as she lay back getting fucked and abused, her nipples stretched and pulled, her breath so harsh she could barely get out the words, instead glowingly looking in HIS eyes and nodding that yes, yes, she was HIS whore and jizz dump and would always be available to HIS every perverse need. The flood of cum that she ate, felt and tasted from the night before was like being blessed with HIS milky seed scum and covering her so that she felt safe behind it's sheen of cock coating, warm and protected with HIM. She was about to step out when the shudder of the pneumatic hiss sounded, signally someone coming on board. She edged the bathroom door open to catch HIM getting up and pulling on HIS robe and going forward. "Cassie?" Cassie edged the door wider so HE could see her. "I'm here Daddy." HE motioned for her to stay there until HE returned and then went forward into the cabin. A half hour later she felt the slow turning of the corporate jet being wheeled around and lead out towards the tarmac, she edged up to see a ground crew working on getting the plane ready for takeoff. Her heart beat faster, HE was taking her somewhere, on their date, on a date with "just HIM and me" like HE said. While waiting for HIM, Cassie had showered and brushed out her hair and put on her makeup, her pouty lips caressed with a soft lipstick and her eye shadow subtle but lit up her eyes. She dabbed on HIS favorite perfume and put on a small diamond necklace that HE had gotten her at her Catholic conformation, and dangling earrings that set off her high cheekbones, blushed and fresh. She brushed out her eyelids so that she looked dramatic but still young and full of eagerness. She pulled on a fluffy white robe like her Daddy's and waited another ten minutes before she heard HIM come back in. She again opened the door slightly and when saw HE was alone, opened the door and walked in, her robe loosely tied at her firm thin waist so her tits and cunt were a shrug away from being revealed. She walked up to HIM as HE sat on the edge of the bed, and leaned in and kissed HIM full on the lips, caressing HIS face and hair and neck as she did. Cassie knew she was already wet and her fuck lips were secreting her cum juice, the smell pungent in the room despite her perfume. They fell back onto the bed and he whispered in her ear, "Oh baby you are so good to me, so beautiful and perfect and right." They actually were gentle with one another as they fucked, her Daddy letting her take the lead and Cassie sucked and used her mouth slowly on his rod, coating the shaft and balls but not stuffing it deep in her throat, rather savoring the feel of HIS meat in on her tongue and the seepage of HIS pre-cum dripping out as she worked HIM. She rode HIM, squashing her bare cunt onto HIS prick until it was fully lodged in her and then began to jerk her tight filled twat down and back up over and over, kissing and touching HIM all over as HE caressed her ass and tits and kissed her back and nibbled at her ear and neck. Finally when she felt her cum start to hit her, she thrust hard up and down on HIM, faster and faster and begging HIM to let her have HIS packed jizz load, telling HIM to empty HIS ball crème in her nasty fuck tunnel, just explode in her and cover HIS princess with HIS slut scum, let her have a full tube load of HIS in her, just please Daddy, please Daddy, unleash that fuck juice..Hurry, hurry, hurry; and then she felt a thick bath of HIS sperm sauce blasting inside her packed sex hole, and she shivered as she knew HE was cumming as much as she was and savoring every ejaculation as HE flowed HIS wad crème in her, washing her with HIS treasured fuck milk. She collapsed as she heard the jet engines begin to turn over and whirr to life outside. Twenty minutes later they were in flight and Cassie got up and took a shower with HIM joining her halfway through her full rinse, HE caressed her body, over her cheeks, her neck, her back and ass, prying them open and slithering a finger both in her cunt and ass, sure that she was cleaned up. They would only be airborne a short while as it was getting dark and they were only going up the coast to San Francisco. When they landed, Cassie was still putting on her makeup and doing her hair. She fussed over her look, while HE went forward and instructed the crew and a while later she heard as they left. HE came back but she heard HIM go to the separate area and mini bathroom. She felt so relaxed now that she had HIS fuck crème in her, a huge gob of it that she felt still in her, she had managed to squeeze tight through the fingering HE gave her in the shower, and she eased some out and dabbed it on her face and lips as she made up. She wanted the base of her look to be HIS cock juice, knowing tonight through dinner she would be with HIM, exclusively and that she would know that the goo was there, drenching into her perfect flawless pores and seeping into her bloodstream, tasting and feeling it as they dined. She went to the closet and began to pick out something but was surprised by a cloth travel bag hung with her name on it along with a bow and a card. She took it down and opened the card excited. "Honey, with my nearest and dearest thoughts for us tonight, Michael." She opened the zip and pulled open to see an exquisite silken sheath dress, pale shadow white, and a stunning necklace, earrings, heels and hair pendant encrusted with real diamonds. Her heart raced, she would look absolutely captivating in the outfit and she held it up and it looked perfectly fitted. She felt around and pulled out a matching thong g-string and tailored stockings that matched her dress. She swooned at the prize as she fit them on and carefully adjusted each strap and tie so that she looked completely mesmerizing. She checked her makeup and perfume and then, tailored back her hair to add the pendant, so it shone in the light, causing fractions of light to attract attention. They would look amazing together. She crossed the room, knowing that she looked superb in her new dress and makeup. HE emerged nearly as soon as she stepped out to the main entry area and sat waiting for HIM. She saw it in HIS eyes, widening as HE saw here there, beautiful and ready for HIM. She tried to deny that she was already wet for HIM, but she felt it, deeply. She looked stunning as she sat there looking up at HIM, so regal in HIS tux and combed back hair, HIS agile movements. He offered HIS arm and soon they descended to a waiting limo to take them to a 5-star restaurant where everyone seemed to greet HIM in hushed expectant tones and reverence. She was the princess next to her King, as HE introduced her by her first name and treated her like a woman and, more than that, HIS date! They were seated at a plush booth in the back, secluded but yet open to the other diners. Cassie took the side where she would be slightly concealed. HE sat out so others in the room saw HIM and greeted or waved at HIM. As she looked at the menu she felt HIS warm intoxicating breath lean in on her, speaking to her. "You look so gorgeous, so precious tonight! That dress fits you magnificently! You really are so much mine!" With that his broad hand stroked her leg and then her thigh, then moved up along her inner thigh moving the dress up as HE did. She remained focused on the selections, but paused as HIS LIPS bent to kiss her mouth as a father would, softly but with a little more force. As HE did, HE rolled HIS finger under the elastic of her lace panties and knuckled at her cunt clit! HE motioned for her to continue to pick out her choice from the menu items nut HIS knuckle never stopped, teasing and rasping up and over her moist clit as it grew. She attempted to squelch her low moans but they feelings were getting tenser as she spread open for HIM. HE pulled HIS hand back out and licked HIS knuckle and then asked softly if she had seen anything good to order. She stuttered but soon HE had his hand back and HIS finger rubbing her slit. She only looked at HIM and then buried her face back to looking at the selection. Her Daddy then felt the wetness pry open her twat lips and in went one finger in her as he spoke hunched over, as if helping her decide. With HIS free hand he pointed to different items as HE continued masturbating her soiled wet cunt and soaking panties. "Like that item there?" HE said as HE pointed to the lobster and shrimp delicacy, then another. She just rolled her eyes back and opened allowing HIM access. HE pumped in a finger as far as HE could; pretending to laugh with HIS daughter over a good joke she told. She laughed too, masking the moans she was letting out. HE had her oozing wetness and clamping on his finger with her wet pink cunt walls. She was begging to cum. The full lower front half of her dress was soaking thru the wet stain as he pummeled in and out. Her face was ghost white as she struggled to catch her breath as HE parted and then teased at her clit, alternately fingering her up, all the while pretending to browse and laugh at the assortment on the menu. She yanked at her tight dress to pull it up but it was so wrapped onto her she had a hard time spreading wider for HIM. She finally feigned back, acting as if HIS joke was too funny and leaning back reached down and stretched her cunt as wide as she could hold it open for HIM. Moaning and laughing, her juices began squirting out and spraying her silk stockings and HIS hand. HE gripped her around the waist and held her as she came hard. HE laughed HIS thick laugh, covering her guttural groan masked by the bar noise and HIS loud laugh. Cassie finally shuddered through her leaking cum and pretending to whisper something to HIM in HIS ear, she uttered a breathless mouthing of love to HIM. As she just began to calm, the waiter came and began to take their order, Cassie allowing HIM to order for her, she noticed the twinkle gleam in the young waiters eye but she turned away and passed her menu to HIM to give back. When they finally made their way out she felt satisfied and so honored to be here as HIS date and concubine whore. She was proud as they strolled out. Thank God she had her mink with her, the front of her dress was soaked as well as her stocking clad legs. They drove and pulled up outside a glass blocked deco building that looked exotic and yet club like, they went in, past a bouncer. **** HE opened the door, with HIS arm draped over her shoulder, and there was a massive fragrant room filled with glass and tile and swirling perfumed billows of steam, there in the middle a massage table draped in silk stood with a face ring at the top attached. At the top of the table stood a magnificent woman, a petite gorgeous redhead, stunning, dressed in a diaphanous sheath dress that showed her athletic body completely and she greeted her with a calm cool smile. HE gently leaned down and kissed her neck and along her cheek, whispering into her ear and then offering her forward into the room and Cassie felt HIM pull away but linger then pass out the door. She heard the slight click of the door as the masseuse came forward, beckoning her. "You're date is very handsome. Have you two been together long?" She had a European accent. She asked as she sidled up to Cassie and led her towards the laid out temp gowns that was draped across the small couch in the corner. Cassie blushed and giggled, "No, no that is my father, HE brought me to San Francisco for my birthday, we had dinner and we saw a few sights about town. HE knew that I loved to have a Spa Treatment so HE brought me here!" The masseuse smiled knowingly and let Cassie undo her dress and slip into the gown. The redhead padded the spot on the table to prod Cassie to lay face down, her flawless fresh face sinking into the plush ring. As soon as Cassie was in place the redhead shed her own gown and swapped her hands with oils and picked warmed stones up testing them to assure their warmth. She soon was coating Cassie's shoulder, pulling her wrap down pass her upper torso, then continued down until Cassie felt her robe being pulled away leaving her naked to the soothing oils, hands and warm rocks that curved along her body. She simply relaxed after that, allowing the melodic rhythm of the music cull her into a light sleep. She felt so excited at the events of the night and as she listened to the aromatic sounds and smells she barely noticed the slow circular oiled movement on first her clit then to her ass, then to her hardened nipples or that she was being petted and prodded by a gloved finger or that her wrists were being slowly cinched up, as were her ankles. The soft whisper of the redheaded masseuse played in her ear as she felt being slightly invaded and then stretched softly open. She seemed lost in some séance, unable or caring about what was happening. The clasping restraints evenly curled on her oiled hot skin as she felt herself opened a little more, first her ass then her twat. It was happening so softly she barely cared. She started to wag against the intrusion and then felt the easing wide her opening and a thick pole began to push deeply in her cunt while a whirling twirl began to impede into her bare open asshole, the tentacles starting to enter her asshole as the pumping vibrating shaft began shifting harder and deeper in her cunt slot. As she began to stir, she felt he redhead's hand press and mold her tits and then tease at her clit, actually using her oiled fingers to pull on it and wag it back and forth, her tongue now kissing in her ears and then down her neck. Cassie again began to fill the mounting pleasure course into her bowels. As she opened her mouth in the head ring, a wide hand came down to the back of her head and hold her there, as his thick long cock started to probe her fuck hole mouth and throat. She gagged only slightly as she reliazed what was happening and edged down as best she could to angle her open lips and gullet for the unknown cock starting to plummet into her offered mouth. The masseuse whispered in her ear again. "Yes he is "just" your Father out for a Birthday dinner date ummmm..." As she did she again pulled on her erect clit as she mauled her tits and forced the rutting machine fuck dildos harder into her as she struggled on the ankle and wrist restraints. "Little cunt toy for him aren't you, ummmm, I love that..." She paused. "I am going to move my legs by your hands and while I play with you, I want you to finger fuck me my nasty babydoll, and I want it good!" As Cassie felt the spread thighs rub against her hands along with everything else, she curled her two fingers up and let them be oiled up again by the redhead masseuse and went to work as she lovingly felt the redhead's cunt part and the swollen cock force into her mouth and the speed of the motorized cock and ass probe begin to fully envelop her open fuck holes and still she heard the nasty masseuse whisper to her what a pubescent little cunt she was and how good it felt to have her use her bald wet cunt the way she liked. Cassie began to cum, and for the next two hours remembered little else. When HE came and got her, she barely remembered being redressed and her makeup reapplied but felt completely relaxed and light and rejuvenated and pampered and so so tender that she thought that she'd sleep for days on a blissful bed of calm restfulness. When she crawled into bed with HIM aboard the plane, she curled her body around HIS and was asleep before her head rested on HIS chest.