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Show for real men Well, I better check my phone. I ran upstairs, jumped in my bed, and took the phone from under my pillow. It had one new message; it was from Daddy. "Get dressed and stand on your spot." My heartbeat started racing again! Every day was so exciting, and it felt amazing! I got undressed and opened my wardrobe. It was then I noticed my little outfit and every other outfit I have ever worn were neatly folded and stored next to my boy clothes. "Oh no!" I audibly gasped in disbelief. They were freshly washed, ironed, and folded. I grabbed my 'daddies little gurl' shirt and it felt super soft. I smelled it and it smelled like vanilla. I put away the shirt and looked at the outfits, they were all here. The girl scout outfit, the cat girl outfit, the maid outfit, the classic and the smutty schoolgirl outfit and my sissy girl outfit. "Does everyone know?" I whispered to myself. I grabbed my sissy gurl outfit and got dressed. Stockings first, then the little pink thong, after that my ridiculous short skirt and finally my cropped 'daddies little gurl' shirt. I grabbed the high heels and put them on as well. Just before I went to stand on my spot and looked in the mirror. I looked absolutely stunning. I then grabbed my cute pink ribbons and put my hair into two huge ponytails. I giggled at what I saw. A sexy teenage girl, straight out of a porno. And I loved it, it felt perfect. I snapped out of it and walked to my spot. I had no idea why, but I walked like a supermodel on a catwalk for some reason. I don't remember learning this. Must have been at that nightmarish brainwashing location. My butt swayed with every step. As soon as I stood on my spot, my computer screen turned on and I could see myself on the monitor. I could see some movement on the screen. A website opened, and I noticed Daddy logging in to a chatroom. It was the same chatroom as a couple of weeks ago. I awkwardly stood there as I saw several windows opening and closing. After a minute or so everything stopped, and I could see three open windows. One of them was a video feed of me with a big text 'LIVE' on top. Another window said, 'Max bidders' and it had a list of ten names who were constantly changing and moving around. It looked like a leader board of a videogame or something. Below that window was a chat application which only had one other person in it, it was Daddy! 'Little slut. I want you to do everything in your power to make everyone who's watching insanely horny. I don't care how you do it. Let's see how good your training helped.' I stood there awkwardly; I didn't really have a clue what to do. I heard the sound of a new message and as I read it, that dreaded warm feeling went all over me. 'Who are you?' In my girliest, highest pitched voice I replied. "I am lari." 'What are you, lari?' "I am a little sissy." 'What is your purpose, lari?' "To please men and to be used." I hated how I sounded, but I continued talking like a little gurl. 'Show us lari.' The more he used that word, the more I felt myself losing control over my body and mind. Automatically, I pushed my little string to the side to show my little chastity cage and as I looked down at it, I said. "I am a little slutty sissy." I turned around and bent over a bit, giving the viewers a beautiful view of my little butt. I grabbed the little string and pulled it to the side exposing my boi pussy. I turned my head to the cam and looked in the lens with pouty lips. "I need big strong men to use me, like - all the time!" I giggled and turned around facing the cam once more. I put my hands behind my back, started swaying a bit. "Will you help me out? Please?" I cringed at how silly I sounded, but the window with the leader board was going insane. The top five stayed pretty much the same and at first place there was someone with the name 'CashDaddy1'. Every time he got kicked from first place, it only took a second before he got back to first place. I turned around displaying my boi pussy once more, I put a finger in my mouth to make it wet and I circled it around my cute hole. Once again, I looked over my shoulder at the webcam with pouty lips. "I need it so bad!" "See! I am so wet!" It was then I noticed the 'LIVE' text disappearing and I was no longer streaming myself. There were no further instructions from Daddy yet and the leader board kept moving around until it stopped entirely. I turned around facing the cam, put my string back like Daddy wanted and waited. I looked at the leader board, but before I could see number one, the window closed, and a new text appeared. "Good gurl. You got the rest of the evening for yourself. I will send instructions tomorrow. Keep your phone close." "Thank you, Daddy," I answered as all the windows were slowly closed one by one leaving only my video feed open. The warm haze running through my body started to subside and I decided to take a shower and go to bed. The next morning, I woke up feeling excited about the day. I went to my wardrobe and put on some baggy boy clothes. I checked my phone and I had one message. |
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good story slut 
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