Chapter 62. My papa is not a prostitute. R-18♥
Some princesses bought expensive jewelry, others collected expensive art. His princess on the other hand was different. Silas got out of the car and stared at the building in front of him.
The building was glass and white, the kind that looked like it belonged in a medical district until you read the sign.
Victoria grabbed his hand with an excited smile. Her hair was pulled up in a neat ponytail, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him.
Glancing between the building and his daughter, he raised an eyebrow.
“Are you sure this is the place Vic?”
Nodding her head, she dragged him inside the building. The automatic doors opened and the cold air hit them. A woman in a business suit greeted them with a polite nod.
He couldn’t take his eyes off the products displayed in the large white store.
They stopped in front of the sign that showed them what each floor was for. Vic looked at him with expectant eyes. Silas put a finger to his chin.
Twenty floors. The building was tall but each floor had a specific kind of product.
Turning back to his daughter he pointed at the sign.
“So what are we here for?”
Vic giggled and shook her head, her long black hair swaying over the shoulders of the cute black dress she’d chosen for their outing. But every person had a limit to their patience, and her tolerance for the outside world was wearing thin.
So she thought of a brilliant idea to solve this particular issue.
With a finger on her lips she winked and pulled him to the elevator. Metal doors opened and the smell of the cleaning product hit him, they were in and she pressed the button for the second floor but before the doors closed three young girls came into the elevator as well.
They were a bit younger than Victoria, maybe a year. Two brunettes and one blonde. Wearing casual clothes. He could hear them giggling and shooting glances his way. They seemed to be checking him out.
He didn’t have to look at Vic to know her mood, he could feel it from her aura.
She crossed her arms with a huff.
The blonde one turned to her.
“Is this some form of compensated dating?” she asked with a curious tone.
Victoria’s expression turned blank and her eyes were looking daggers at the girls.
“My papa is not a prostitute,” she snapped.
Silas held in his laugh.
The three girls looked at each other.
“Dad? You brought your dad here? Eww.” one of the brunettes said. Victoria’s eye twitched. The elevator doors opened and she stomped out, her hand gripping Silas’ wrist painfully. It was either that or turning the girls into mince meat with her space magic.
He followed her into the section that displayed the products. It was filled with all kinds of toys and books that were related to those products.
Grabbing one of the boxes, he read it over with interest. Anal plugs with remote controlled vibrations? There was a small picture on the box of a pink colored one, with a small remote.
“Is it your size?” Vic asked with a smile, a blush on her cheeks.
A chuckle escaped him and he put the box back on the shelf. They were surrounded by dildos, vibrators, butt plugs and other butt play things, the other customers, girls or women, were browsing and talking with their friends.
Then Victoria led him to a specific area with a curtain in front, pulling him in with her and he let her.
The moment they were behind the curtain, her demeanor changed. Her eyes turned hungry and her hand was already at his belt. With a yank, she unbuckled it and went for the button of his pants.
Grabbing the measuring tape, she kneeled down.
“I need to measure the length and thickness, papa.” Her voice was soft, a sultry tone.
Silas grew hot as her violet eyes were on his crotch, she pulled his pants down and his semi-hard dick was out, it was hardening at her hungry gaze and she licked her lips before giving it a small peck.
With the measuring tape, she measured it. A satisfied look on her face.
“That will definitely be too big,” Vic muttered and stood up again, her hands wrapping around the base of his length, gently stroking him.
“But practice makes perfect right papa?” She whispered, her breath tickling his ear as she nibbled on his neck. Her hands were fast, the stimulation good and his fingers twitched.
Biting his lip, he held back a moan. That saying was supposed to be used for magic practice.
His princess seemed to think otherwise as she kissed him on the lips, pushing her tongue into his mouth and rubbing her thumb on his glans. His hands moved on her ass, grabbing it and she giggled.
Her vanilla perfume filled his nose, she smelled so sweet.
Then she stopped, moving her hand away and fixing his pants with a quick zip. Blue balls.
An amused, wicked glint danced in her violet eyes.
“When will the castle be ready?” Vic tilted her head, smoothing down the front of her black dress while her lips remained wet and glossy with his saliva. Stepping out from behind the curtain, she left him completely aching.
“Next month at best. It has to be furnished first,” he said and his dick ached for release.
Never did he think his princess would make him suffer blue balls in public.
Vic walked to the wall with all the butt plugs, looking through them and examining the size and materials. His eyes darted to her dress, her butt that was covered by the fabric looked cute, he wanted to squeeze it more.
Her milky thighs on the other hand were visible and the skin looked so soft. A sigh left him.
“Then papa will have to suffer with me until then~” she said with a smile. Turning around she held two toys in her hand.
One was a butt plug that was the same length as his dick, a simple silicone one. The other was a vibrating one that had a pink heart on it. Both toys were a bright purple color.
Victoria showed them to him with a proud look like a cat who caught the mouse.
“Both? Last time I checked the vibrating ones had an option of being controlled through the app,” he raised an eyebrow.
She blushed. Right. That time she switched the remote for the TV and her vibrator, making him accidentally give her an orgasm at their movie night. It was a memorable night indeed.
“I’ll take them both,” she said and gave it to him as he put the items in the shopping basket they grabbed when they came in.
Silas poked her forehead. She giggled and grabbed his hand.
“Let’s see what else they have on this floor, papa.”
They walked around the aisles together, the smell of plastic was strong here and he kept his eyes on the products with curiosity. They reached the lube section, the rows of bottles lined up.
Before he could even ask, Victoria went and grabbed a specific one, the scent of vanilla wafted through the air as she opened the example bottle.
She sniffed it.
“Perfect right, papa?”
Vanilla was Liz’s signature scent. Silas shook his head at his daughter, gently confiscating the bottle from her hands to place it back on the shelf. Instead, he scanned the rows until he found a rich, rose-scented formula.
Opening the cap, he held it under Vic’s nose and she blushed as the smell filled her senses.
“We agreed on your smell to be unique to you Vic,” he kissed her forehead and put the bottle in the shopping basket.
The blush on her cheeks got darker.
There were many more products to choose from, things like edible lingerie and other weird toys. Vic put a lot of those things in the basket. His shopping basket was full of toys he’d never think of using but his princess was excited to try them so he humored her. They stopped in front of the last section. The inflateable anal toys. Victoria’s eyes went wide and a hand to her mouth as she saw the massive size of them.
Then a sly smile appeared on her lips.
“I think you’d like this papa~”
With a laugh, he poked her cheek, watching her eyes that were twinkling. She was enjoying teasing him so much. Going to the counter, they paid for the toys, Vic had her own black card to pay and the familiar rustle of shopping bags was heard as they left the store.
Walking out into the street, his dick was still half hard. Victoria was tempting him so much and the memory of her hands on him made him want to just take her home.
“Teleport home princess?”
She nodded. Her face was still flushed. In the next second, they were in her room. Vic threw the bags on her bed and immediately turned around to pull him into a kiss.
His hands grabbed her butt as he lifted her up. She felt right in his arms, their wet tongues meeting and exploring each other. Pulling back, she gasped. Her violet eyes were glossy and it made him even harder.
“Let’s try one of the toys before dinner papa.”
He removed her dress in one motion. She was naked, her pale skin so smooth and her pink nipples erect. Carrying her to the bed, he laid her down and her legs parted.
With his index finger, he played with her swollen jewel. The small bud was begging to be touched. With a smile, Silas leaned down and sucked on it, his tongue moving in circles.
Her hands gripped the pink sheets as she whimpered. Wet sounds were the only noise as he ate her out.
He couldn’t wait to stretch her little flower with his member but the other entrance was also looking pretty, all puckered up and waiting.
Withdrawing from her, he teleported the lube and the anal plug to his hands, Victoria was breathing heavily, watching him as he spread the cold lube on the purple toy and then on his finger. Rose scent was in the air.
Sinking his lubricated finger straight into her puckered backdoor, he watched her violet eyes instantly widen.
“Nhgnn~!”
Her entire body locked up, her tight anal ring clamping violently around the sudden invasion. Silas held her still, driving the digit deeper while his free hand went back to her swollen jewel, flicking the bud to distract her from the heavy stretch.
Her whimpers got louder as he continued to loosen her up. She was so tight and warm, he couldn’t wait to replace his finger with the toy or his dick. Removing his finger, he brought the tip of the plug to her.
Victoria nodded her head.
Pushing it in gently, he met resistance. She whined and held his arm. The toy was not going in completely and so he stopped. He pulled it out and in again. The process of stretching her continued.
“Papa... why are you so big?” Vic complained, her legs were shaking now. His princess had a limit and he was pushing her to it. Removing the toy fully, he put it back on the bed and pulled her into a hug.
“Slow and steady princess. There is no rush, we have a month after all,” he said, rubbing her back as she buried her face in his shoulder. He could feel her breathing heavily. Then she nodded.
The smell of roses was everywhere in the room and he loved it.
“Tomorrow again?” She lifted her head and looked into his eyes.
With a kiss to her lips, he promised it and they both dressed up, leaving the toys for later use.
