Pretty White Dress
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
10,160
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Pretty White Dress
Mama told him it was a First Communion dress. She pointed at the signs, and she read them, and that’s what they said. It’s pretty too, all white, with stiff lace around the skirt.
Daddy’s not Catholic. He says that’s a lot of bullshit, like all religions. Daddy knows a lot about bullshit. He always says when stuff’s bullshit, and mostly everything is, even the good stuff.
Daddy takes the dress, and it’s kind of bobbing on the hanger; and they go in this room, way in back by the bathrooms. It doesn’t smell bad; it’s just sort of dusty.
“Try it on.”
He’s glad to take off his pants. They were his brother’s first, and somebody else’s before that; he never feels happy when he has to wear them.
“Underpants too.”
Daddy’s seen him naked before. Daddy spanks him naked. Only he’s never put on a dress for him before. It sort of smells funny, and the lace scratches his wienie.
Daddy zips him up. Standing back, looking at him, “We’ll buy it.” He’s supposed to take it off now, isn’t he? But Daddy says “No.” Walking out of the dressing room real fast – He has to run to keep up with him. When they leave the store, he’s got shiny black shoes, too, peeking out from under the dress; and Daddy takes them all walking down the Plaza, and buys them a snack from the dollar eggroll place.
Only he can’t make himself eat all his. Because Daddy didn’t do anything to him in the dressing room; and that means he’s going to do it when they get home.
Daddy’s not Catholic. He says that’s a lot of bullshit, like all religions. Daddy knows a lot about bullshit. He always says when stuff’s bullshit, and mostly everything is, even the good stuff.
Daddy takes the dress, and it’s kind of bobbing on the hanger; and they go in this room, way in back by the bathrooms. It doesn’t smell bad; it’s just sort of dusty.
“Try it on.”
He’s glad to take off his pants. They were his brother’s first, and somebody else’s before that; he never feels happy when he has to wear them.
“Underpants too.”
Daddy’s seen him naked before. Daddy spanks him naked. Only he’s never put on a dress for him before. It sort of smells funny, and the lace scratches his wienie.
Daddy zips him up. Standing back, looking at him, “We’ll buy it.” He’s supposed to take it off now, isn’t he? But Daddy says “No.” Walking out of the dressing room real fast – He has to run to keep up with him. When they leave the store, he’s got shiny black shoes, too, peeking out from under the dress; and Daddy takes them all walking down the Plaza, and buys them a snack from the dollar eggroll place.
Only he can’t make himself eat all his. Because Daddy didn’t do anything to him in the dressing room; and that means he’s going to do it when they get home.