The next couple of weeks were a little busy, which is like calling an H-bomb an explosive device. Yes, it's correct but there is a matter of scale involved.

First, we signed off on a lease for the office then promptly began work on turning the place into an office/brothel, which was interesting. We made the outside look like any given therapeutic office. Nice counter, stacks of shelves for notes on 'patients,' computers etc. Inside and back past the desk, the first couple of rooms had massage tables in them, When the girls first saw the space, they went a little nuts thinking about the possibilities.

Kayleigh wanted a room made up like a little girl's bedroom everything done in white and pink and light blue. To accommodate her, we put in a large four post bed, put in a toy chest and other items. Then we made sure there was a nice collection of stuffed animals placed casually around the room.

Candy and Gloria decor selection was for the standard rooms one would expect of a high class courtesan with lots of reds and satin. They outfitted another room for people with a desire for bondage and other fetishes. That room was done in tiles with bolts sunk into the studs of the walls. They added a fucking machine, a large wooden X to tie people to, and a saw horse that had bolts sunk into the floor around it.

Amy and Mandy decorated one room together, as they often worked as a team. That was more of a teen girl's sort of thing. They had fun picking out the bed, and then putting up posters and leaving school uniforms all over. It was fun listening to them giggle and squeal as they decorated. Altogether, it was a wonderful time.

I made sure all the rooms had 'panic buttons.' While the girls' clientele were generally pretty easy to get along with, the sad reality is some people will go too far from time to time. If someone did, all the girls had to do was hit the button and I would come running.

Just to make sure that there was no chance of someone hurting them over much I put in a small fiber optic camera closed circuit TV system that would feed to the desk allowing me to observe everything that went on in the rooms. I recorded nothing, as frankly none of it could be used as evidence on our behalf and would only be damming if the recordings were found. As a way to keep an eye on things it was perfect.

Meanwhile the girls kept working as we built. Now we had the added attraction of multiple hot girls to work with, including an Indian girl for fulfilling clients' exotic fantasies. We already had two sets of moms and daughters. The combinations weren't endless but it did allow our happily perverted clients to order up most of what they wanted. We were almost fully booked after just one week and without advertising!

So much money was rolling in that finding ways to hide it was getting difficult. And this was even before we opened the 'official business.' I had a plan to move the money around, but I waited till it was all official before I put it to use.

Meanwhile there was another issue rearing its head.

It all began a few days before we opened. Kayleigh had put the finishing touches on her room. 'I need to break it in,' she said coming up to my desk at the front where I was setting up a computer.

'And how do you want to do that?' I asked with a grin. If anything having more business had only made Kayleigh hornier of late. It was like she was a vessel that could never be filled.

'I want my daddy to come with me and make a mess of me and my bed,' she said biting her lower lip. It was an act but one I enjoyed and she knew it.

Standing up, I walked to her and suddenly lifted her into my arms. She yelped and laughed as I carried her to the room. Today she was wearing a cute school girl uniform with a blue plaid skirt and white button-down top. She had on saddle shoes and white knee length socks. My inner former Catholic school kid was aroused as was the outer dirty old man.

I carried her into the room and set her down on the bed gently. She giggled as I lifted her skirt. She had put on a pair of tiny white cotton panties and pulled them up so they formed a nice camel toe. I kissed up her thigh, smelling her arousal as I went higher and seeing the dark wet spot all ready there on them.

Her giggles turned to moans as I kissed her pretty sex through them and ran my tongue upand down the wet fabric. 'Why are you teasing me, Daddy?' she asked.

'Because you cum like a rocket when I do.' I answered.

She lifted her hips to my mouth. 'I wanna be bare for you,' she said as she felt the light friction of my tongue on her underwear.

'Then take your panties off and show Daddy that you want it,' I said.

She pushed my head away and kicked up her legs. Her hands quickly and impatiently pulled the inhibiting garment up and off of her and she tossed it aside. Part of me chuckled when they landed on the head of a plush snoopy doll we had put on the desk to side of the bed.

She brought her legs back down and I opened them wide Returning to licking her pussy as my hand opened my pants. I pushed them down and freed my cock which to put it mildly was as hard as a piece of rebar.

'I don't need to be warmed up,' she said. 'My pussy's been wet thinking of you all day.'

I moved up her body, my fingers undoing her shirt as my cock slid along her mound. Her hand grasped my rod greedily and she pressed me down into her as I pushed forward and worked her shirt open.

I sank into her with a groan and ground into her deeply. She growled in her throat and pushed back as I pulled down her bra and sucked a nipple. Her chest came up to grind into my mouth as I took her now, thrusting and loving the feel of her hot wet flesh gripping me.

She smiled at me. 'Now it's my room,' she said, 'because Daddy had me here.' Her hips were working me hard as I fucked into her. Today she was setting the pace. She wanted to be fucked urgently and hard and I followed along eagerly.

It was only a few short minutes before I was filling her pussy with my juices and she shuddered under me.

I rolled over and she stayed with me, cock trapped in her as she lay down now on top of me. 'That was wonderful!' she said.

'With you, it always is for me,' I said.

'Can I ask you something?' she said.

'Well, considering what we just did, we're not long on secrets between us.'

'How would you take it if I said I wanted to quit school?'

That gave me pause. 'You're a bit young to drop out, legally you can't do that till you're sixteen.'

She nodded. 'I know, but we could do the homeschool thing?'

'Why do you want to quit school?' I asked.

She sighed and leaned into me even closer. 'I just don't like it there. Those boys from when you and I first fucked always spread stories about what a slut I am.'

'I thought you liked being a slut,' I said, trying to get a line on where she was going.

'I do, with men. They all treat me right and are nice even when they're fucking me brutally.' She ground her hips down a bit to keep me in her I was still half hard. 'But the boys at school keep giving me a hard time and I wouldn't fuck any of them for all the money I make in a month.' She paused. 'And of course the girls are like vultures, aside from the ones I do sleep overs with.' She said with a wink. 'Whenever someone is feeling down, they just can't resist taking them down even more.'

I ran my fingers gently over her back. 'So you'd rather be here giving yourself over to people than there dealing with your classmates?'

'Yeah, can we work something out? Please? I can keep doing the school thing but it's not doing me any good. I promise I'll keep up on my schoolwork.' She wiggled on me again. 'And if I don't you can spank me.'

I raised an eyebrow. 'As I recall you like spankings.'

She smiled. 'When you do them.'

My hand slipped down and gripped her ass, the flesh was firm and hard under my hand. A tiny little ass but made of near total muscle. My hand lifted up and smacked her ass fairly hard. She shifted over me.

'Have you talked to your mom about this?' I asked. I could feel myself harden in her again as my hand rubbed her ass then slapped it again. That got a yelp out of her.

'Yes I did. She said it was okay but I had to talk to you.' She wiggled. 'You are my pimp after all.'

'I thought I was your daddy?' I slapped her ass again sand he took in a deep breath. She was now subdued and serious.

'You are my daddy and my pimp and I'm your little girl and whore.' She moved her hips more now, she could feel me hardening. 'I'm a dirty little hole when you want to use me and a helpless little girl sucking her thumb in bed when you want to love me.'

'What if I want to love you by using you?' I asked. She smiled at that.

'Please do,' she said. 'I got my mom's desire to be used, but I need to be loved.'

I was rock hard now.

I slid out from her and she looked up at me. Seeming disappointed. 'Bend over the bed, whore.'

That got a smile from her. 'What are you going to do?' she asked as she got up and bent over the bed, her hands gripping the comforter hard.

'Whatever I feel like doing,' I said and smacked her ass again. This time hard enough to leave my hand print on it. She jerked and I moved behind her and slid into her. Hard and brutally. She groaned and at first pulled away then pulled back to me. As she did I whacked her ass again.

'Please, Daddy,' she said. 'Fuck me!'

I rammed into her hard, my hand reaching up to grab her shoulder and pull her back to me as my other hand smacked her ass over and over. We were facing toward the mirror in the room and I could see the look of passion on her face and the smile she had as she was taken.

I could feel my orgasm building as she shook under me. As I got close, I pulled out of her vagina and turned her around suddenly and violently, putting my cock to her lips. Without a pause she opened her mouth and I grabbed her hair and fucked her mouth violently. She opened her mouth and her eyes went wide as I used her like a collection of holes for my amusement.

Within seconds, I felt my seed rise and shoot into her mouth. She swallowed deeply as I emptied into her. As I got to the end of my orgasm she pursed her lips around me and rocked her head back and forth causing me to gasp. Then she pulled her head back and showed me the last of my cum in her mouth. Then closed it again and swallowed, her eyes shining.

I lifted her back up onto the bed as she reached down between her legs and frigged her clit with abandon. Her hips rocking and shaking as she got herself off. She shrieked as she came this time and then relaxed into the bed a dreamy smile on her face.

From the door of the room I heard Candy say, 'So I take it, that's a yes to her little plan?'

'Yeah, although if she doesn't pass the tests she's given I will find a way to punish her,' I replied.

'Well, we could find her a chastity belt to wear,' Candy said with a grin then came to the bed. She lay down next to her girl. Whose eyes had gone wide when she heard that.

'You wouldn't,' Kayleigh said.

'Try me,' her mom said. 'I know you think you're ready for anything, but little girl, you have a lot to learn. And as you're going to be a minor for a while, that basically means you belong to us.'

Kayleigh grinned. 'Actually, I can live with that. I do like belonging to Michael and you.'

'We can both belong to him,' Candy said, laying her head on Kayleigh's shoulder.

I sat there listening. We had talked about how we belonged to each other before, despite or perhaps even because of the ladies' vocation.

'Uh-oh; I think Dad's thinking deep thoughts again,' Kayleigh said.

'Think we should distract him?' Candy asked with a smile.

'Not just yet, besides when he thinks deep things it usually works out well for us,' Kayleigh replied.

'Valid point,' her mom said.

'I like that you two encourage me to think,' I said.

'Well, you have to do something between bouts of fucking.' Candy said. 'And you're not the sort to watch soap operas.'

'Yeah, that is true,' I said. 'I'm just thinking of us as a weird and twisted family.'

'So, does that mean you're going to make an honest woman of me?' Candy said arching an eye brow.

'Oh hell no, you'd be bored stiff in a week,' I replied.

'True, marriage doesn't suit me at all. So what are you thinking?'

'I don't know, maybe some sort of domestic partner thing. In case anything weird happens, you're naughty slut of a daughter is protected and gets what she needs,' I said.

'Less school and more dick?' Kayleigh said with a laugh.

'No, that's what we're planning for you now dear,' Candy said. She paused and thought about it. 'That's not such a bad idea. So what would the deal be?'

'Well, we make the domestic agreement so the state knows it's official, then we have a nice ritual for us so we can make it a nice official happy family of perverts and weirdos.'

'Keep going; I like this idea more and more.'

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