I sighed with pleasure as I came in your mouth. Your cocksucking skills had improved a lot over the week. When you're done, I told you to clean yourself up. You came out of the shower and were surprised to find some of your old clothes laid out on the floor. A nice dress, bra, panties, stockings, garter belt and heels. "Put them on," I said. You looked like you wanted to ask me why but eventually you decided not to. I took you out of the house to my car, the first time you're outside since I took you down my basement.

We got in the car and I started driving. You looked uncertain, but by now you'd already learned not to speak unless you were spoken to. We drove for about half an hour until we arrived at a large mansion. The plate on its wall said it was some kind of country club. I led you in and up the stairs until we came to what looked like a cocktail party. You looked at the people there and were shocked to recognize some of them as your father's friends and clients, people he stole money from. Before you could say or do anything, one man recognized you. "I'll be damned, it's Jimmy White's daughter!" He exclaimed, "wait, what's her name?" he asked the man standing next to him. "She had no name," I interrupted him, "she's just an object. She's just an object to be used. Am I right, huh?" I asked, turning to you. I had arranged this "meeting" with some of the guests here. They wee all people who lost money as a result of your father's scams. I told them they could use you any way they wanted as a partial compensation of what your father had done.