Sold Out - Sex Stories

Sold Out

... You have always had a bit of a crush on him.” Ok this was technically true. Marcus was the best looking out of her father’s friends but he was sixty years old. She was eighteen! The last thing she wanted was to lose her virginity to some old guy, however good looking he might be. Also, how could someone sell their own daughter to another man? Pandora decided to placate her father until she had come up with a plan to get her the fuck out of this stupid arrangement. “Okay you have been fair choosing Marcus, but what am I expected to do throughout this two week stay?” “You do whatever Marcus says like a good little girl. Now go and get ready, pack your clothes, he will be here in an hour. Oh and don’t make things difficult while you are there, it’s in the contract that if you don’t do as you are told he can send you right back.” Jesus, not only had he sold her, he had even had a fucking contract drawn up. “Daddy you are totally insane letting someone pay you to have sexual contact with me.” Pandora watched as her father stood up as if ending a board room meeting with a business associate. “That’s all Pandora,” he looked at his watch, “Now chop chop and get your things packed.” An hour later, Pandora hadn’t been able to come up with an alternative plan other than killing herself and was ready for Marcus to collect her. She’d changed out of the short white dress she had worn earlier and put on a red t shirt and jeans in a bid to make her look as unattractive as possible. ...

... However, when she saw the look in Marcus’s eyes, it was quite clear her attempts hadn’t worked. “Here she is, my own personal Scarlet O Hara, haven’t I told you Cliff time and time again how much she looks like Vivien Leigh?” Her father nodded proudly, “You certainly have Marcus and I can see your point. Right then, bye darling,” he kissed Pandora on the cheek. “Be a good girl now wont you?” Pandora nodded as Marcus let out a raucous laugh that seemed to bounce off the foyers walls, “Of course she will be a good girl and you my angel are going to have so much fun.” * Pandora had been at Marcus’ three days and nothing remotely sexual had happened. He did like her sitting on his knee and he had put her hand on his bulge so she could feel how excited he was but that had been about it. He had bought her a whole wardrobe full of clothes and he liked her to dress in a full length white cotton nightie in the evenings. Although Pandora thought this was a little weird, her time up to now hadn’t been as painful as she had thought it would be. That evening, Marcus had asked her to dress up in a short pink dress, high heels and stockings with a white corset and a g string. As always the script was the same whenever she was getting ready. She answered Marcus’ call on the house telephone that sat on the bed side cabinet. Shoe would put him on loud speaker so he could tell her how excited watching her dress through the CCTV camera made him and how he was putting baby oil on his cock to make his ...