Two hours later, a grey car in poor condition drove up to her. It was the fourth one to do so after the incident with the college kids, and she had politely turned every single one of them down. But this time, Alice recognized it.
More than recognized, to be honest. It was a real blast from the past! She'd seen this car each morning back in high school. At the time, she tried her best to avoid the grouchy old man who drove it.
Alice remembered it became a joke in her class, how their terrifying teacher wasn't able to afford more than this rusty piece of shit with his salary. It's a mystery how its motor still worked. Even Stacey refused to get in this car with her dad, preferring to have one of the numerous high school boys looking to get in her pants come pick her up. It was rumored Mr. Thompson hated it. To be stuck in his old car while his daughter was coming to class with a new boy each morning, sometimes being a little late for reasons anyone could guess...
And now, this same car every single one of her classmates had made fun of was pulling over next to her, with Mr. Thompson behind the wheel. Yet, Alice didn't necessarily consider this situation demeaning... After seeing those college dorks ride the expensive sports car they hadn't bought, she much preferred her former teacher's car. He bought it with his own money, the money he earned working his ass off in a badly paid public job.
Now that her life had gone to shit, forcing her to take on a job she had hated before being fired from it, she kind of understood where the old man's bitterness came from. The more things went on, the more Alice understood why she was drawn to Mr. Thompson more than people from her age group. He was an asshole, but, in his own way, he understood the struggle. The struggle they both had suffered through their whole life.
The car window rolled down and the grey-haired professor looked at her hungrily behind his big glasses. He sure had taken his time! The teen blonde had been waiting for him for a long time, but she would've stayed here all night long if he had asked her to.
"Hello, Miss Thornwood," he said. "Down on your luck again, huh? Seems to become a habit of yours. To think you can't even keep a stripper gig with that body! It's like 90% of the job. You really are a fuck-up, aren't you?"
"I know, sir," Alice replied, unconcerned by his slur. "I'm sorry to involve you in my mess, but could you drive me home, please?"
"You do realize how bad this makes me look, right? An upstanding citizen like me, coming to this part of town to pick up a girl your age dressed in those clothes. Everyone will think I'm renting a prostitute. Is this your way of thanking me for how kindly I've been treating you? By trying to humiliate me?"
Mr. Thompson, an upstanding citizen? What a joke! The dirty sleazebag went so regularly to the city's cheapest street club his wife divorced him because of it. Alice could've told him the clothes she was wearing were as daring and provocative as the ones he made her wear at the restaurant. Or she could've simply told him to get bent, plain and simple.
But it wasn't the game they were playing, the truth was of no relevance here. The important thing was the fact the nasty geezer was looking to humiliate her once more, even in her time of need. And the young blonde relished this game. She relished the fact that, after turning down two college freshmen her age who — albeit being absolute douchebags — were good-looking and drove an expensive car, she was about to beg on her hands and knees to get in a run-down car driven by a man her dad's age.
She'd felt imbued with bad bitch energy a short while ago. Being pulled right back in the dirt by her awful professor made it all the more exciting.
"I'm sorry to put you in this situation, sir," the 19-year-old girl replied, humbly. "I know I'm staining your reputation. I've already had several people pull over because they thought I was a hooker."
"Is that so?" he chuckled. "Can't say where they got that crazy idea from, with the prude outfit you're wearing."
"I know, sir! It was so humiliating!" Alice replied, caressing her body all over to tease him. "They asked how much it would cost them for a blowjob, for one hour with me in a cheap motel, or even if I'd be open for group stuff for the right price... Could you even imagine that, Mr. Thompson? Your former high school student, having to sell her body to a bunch of men for a fistful of dollars?"
"Of course I can't, we both know you're even cheaper than that," he grinned. "And what did you tell them?"
"I told them my Daddy was coming to pick me up. And that I was no one's bitch, except his."
Mr. Thompson had a small chuckle and he looked Alice in the eyes. It was subtle, but she noticed a hint of pride in his stare.
"You're damn right about that," he nodded. "But how do you intend to convince your Daddy to give you a lift?"
"I don't know. By appealing to his innate good-heartedness, I suppose?" Alice replied, candidly.
She made a jerking motion with her hand and moved her tongue to mimic the movement of a penis in her cheek. The deal she was proposing was pretty clear and outrageous.
"Oh, aren't you just adorable," he beamed. "Well, I ain't gonna leave a fine young lass down in the slums. You're my former student, after all. I feel a bit responsible for how you turned out, even though I shouldn't."
"That's very generous of you, Mr. Thompson," she replied, with a polite little bow.
"I know, but am I not all about generousness? Me and my big dumb heart! Now get your sorry ass in here before the whole neighborhood sees me picking up a hooker my daughter's age off the street."
Alice got in the car and he started driving them away. It was nice to get picked up by someone who cared about her after going through a rough patch, she thought. It reminded her a bit of the times high school boys tried to seduce her with their stupid cars. The young blonde hadn't liked that very much, to be honest. Guys who relied on big fancy vehicles to hit on girls were always shallow.
Mr. Thompson's car wasn't wide or classy though, it would've been a ludicrous idea to use it to flirt with someone! But somehow, Alice liked that one better. It was outdated and run-down, but homely. Who would've thought the luxurious horse-drawn carriage that the beautiful blonde would end up getting into would be this beat-up wreck of a car good for the junkyard, and that it would be driven by the grouchy 55-year-old Mr. Thompson?
The former student imagined the bewildered faces her classmates would've made if they had seen her get into this car after school! That would've been all everyone would've talked about in the hallways for weeks! Her reputation would've been left in shambles. She would've passed as the nutcase who slept with the school's ugliest and meanest teacher!
But nowadays, the teen blonde didn't mind that one bit. She much preferred the fact that she hadn't been picked up by just any random guy, but by a kind and protective father figure. A wise older man who watched over her in her time of need. Alice was so glad to have found a generous Daddy who took care of her without ulterior motives!
"Well, I said I'd help you back to your place, but this isn't Driving Miss Daisy," Mr. Thompson said, after they reached the second crossroad. "You'll have to pay for the ride."
"Of course, sir. But, since you know I have no money, I'll have to pay with..."
"We both know what you'll have to pay with, Miss Thornwood," he cut her off. "Which is why I brought this little gift for you."
The old man rummaged in the glove compartment and took out a black collar, which he casually threw on her knees.
"Put this on," he ordered, without looking away from the road.
Alice contemplated the collar. It was different from the one he had bought her for their night at the fancy hotel. This one was more slim and didn't have a ring to attach a leash to it. What it had, on the other hand, was the word "Whore" written on it in big white letters. After the dirty caption on the shirt Mr. Thompson had made her wear during there first date, it wasn't a surprise to be given a piece of clothing with a humiliating statement on it. But this one was a lot more explicit, and she would have to wear it in broad daylight!
Yet, she had to admit it was on point. While she had shunned the two frat bros who had mistaken her for a prostitute, she had entered the car of a repulsive man who had paid her several times for sexual favors, and still intended to get more out of her. And she accepted it, asked more of it! Hence, this collar wasn't so much and insult than it was a true statement. Alice had become a whore. Mr. Thompson's whore.
"Thank you, Daddy," she whispered, while putting it on. "It's very fitting."
"What would be even more fitting would be if people around us could actually see it. But this collar is too small for them to read. I guess you'll have to draw their attention to it one way or another."
The 19-year-old girl turned to him, perplexed. What new vile idea did he have in mind, this time?
"Lose the top," he simply said, with a little wink.
Alice's eyes grew wide in disbelief. They were on the road in the middle of the day, there were countless other cars and passerby around.
"You can't... You can't be serious!" she muttered.
"Oh, I am. Or would you rather I drop you off at the next intersection? I'm not forcing my passenger to do anything, but I'd prefer it if she found a way to entertain me while I drive her to her destination."
The pretty blonde had to admit he was giving her a favor, bringing her home like this. Well, the subway would've also been an option, but let's be honest, that was a lot more entertaining! To show her gratitude, she slowly lowered the top half of her shirt and removed her bra. In the span of a second, it was done: she was showing her naked boobs to the whole city! All while wearing a very visible "Whore" collar!
Not that many people looked in their direction and noticed her, but the ones who did opened wide eyes and kept on watching her until Mr. Thompson's car drove away. Men stopped with their grocery bags on the sidewalk, cars slowed down to look at her longer, and several people on bicycles almost collided with one another. She was one giant car crash all by herself, and she had to admit it felt incredible!
"Is that what you wanted to see, Daddy?" she asked, pulling out her tongue and giggling. "Your worst student flashing her tits in your car? The girl you always scolded when you came to school paraded around town with your whore collar around her neck to remind everyone who she belongs to?"
"Naughty girl!" the old man laughed, pleased to see she was getting into it. "Certainly beats getting my daughter Stacey to school. She just stood next to me in silence during thirty minutes, only looking at her phone."
Alice blushed again, but not out of shame this time around. She didn't know why, but she always felt butterflies in her stomach when Mr. Thompson compared her favorably to his daughter.
"You know what, let me check on something."
Mr. Thompson lowered his hand to her waist, and shoved aside her mini-skirt to access her panties. He unceremoniously put his hand in her knickers, as if was a completely normal thing to do to a girl decades younger than him while driving around town. Alice couldn't refrain a small squeal of surprise, but when she saw the old man's grin, she quickly blushed in embarrassment.
"That's what I thought," he chuckled. "Look how wet you are, down there! Are you getting off so much on getting paraded around half-naked with a whore collar around your neck, little slut?"
"I'm... I can't help it, sir!" she replied, shyly. "I don't know what's happening to me. I'm just... burning up."
"We both know what's happening," he replied, as he started fingering her scorching pussy. "You're an exhibitionist maniac who gets off on showing herself naked while a man her dad's age bullies her around. Stripping wasn't a job for you. You were actually pleasuring yourself whenever you went on stage, you little deviant!"
"That's not true!" the pretty blonde replied, screaming at how good the old man's fingers felt in her snatch. "I only did it because I needed the money, I'm a decent girl!"
"Well, I'm not paying you any money, and yet you're flashing your tits to the whole street while getting fingered by your ugly high school teacher. You're not a decent girl, Alice. You're a degenerate slut!"
"OOooo~~~oooooh... Yes, Daddy! You're totally right!"
His grubby fingers were so forceful and the humiliation so strong that she almost climaxed. It was incredible how effortlessly Mr. Thompson managed to make her lose control. Every time she was with him, she felt like a powerless toy in his hand.
"Fuck, hearing you moan like that is giving me a serious hard-on," he grunted. "Come over here, girl."
He didn't need to add anything, Alice had anticipated as much. She had been waiting for it, truthfully. She undid the old professor's belt and unzipped his pants, ready to repay his kindness.
Once his cock was out, the young blonde started licking it all around, playfully moving her tongue around its girth. She didn't go at it quickly. She almost savored it, letting its taste soak inside her cheeks and coat her palate.
Since she'd just gotten fired, there was no point in ending things quickly. They had all the time in the world, and she'd rather service Mr. Thompson for hours than have to think about what was to become of her next. It had only been two days, but how she'd missed this large and thick piece of meat! She engulfed it down to the base, making it tickle the back of her throat and burying her face in Mr. Thompson's grey pubes as he kept on driving. Alice felt like she was home already!
"You know, little girl, you're putting on quite a show right now!" the plump teacher said. "Even though you're trying to lay low, I've had several surprised looks coming our way from fellow drivers."
The young blonde quivered a little. Not out of shame, not out of fright, but out of lust. She pulled out the old man's cock from her mouth and slid her right hand in her panties, stimulating herself as best she could with the different turns the car was taking.
"And how did it feel, Daddy?" she asked, her voice shivering. "How did it feel to see regular people watch a man your age having a hot teen slut like me bob her head on your cock in broad daylight?"
Mr. Thompson grinned, pleased to see he wasn't the only one getting of on this exhibitionist streak. He forced Alice to remove her hand out of her panties, but it wasn't to prevent her from enjoying the situation. He only wanted to replace it with his. The young blonde couldn't thank him enough as she felt his large hand caress her pubic area and his thick fingers enter her wet pussy. That way, she could fully focus on tending to his shaft.
"Well, the moms are sure giving me the stink eye, I'll tell you that!" he laughed, as he fingered her. "I bet you could be the daughter of some of them, and they would be appalled to see their little girl end up in your place. The dads are another thing. Even though they hide their children's faces when they come near our car, they can't help but look at your hot body. They'd surely kill me on the spot if it meant they could take my place!"
"I would never let them!" Alice said, as she drooled all over his large penis. "You, and only you, can treat me this way! If any of those unworthy men tried to steal me from you, I would reject them. You are my one and only master! If they hope to have a go at me, they might as well go home and jerk themselves off. You're my Daddy, my master, and the only person who has the privilege to use me as you do!"
This declaration of absolute loyalty and obedience made him quiver. How the young girl loved when she had such an effect on him! She had stopped fighting it, she was head over heels for this obnoxious 55-year-old jerk!
"The reactions I've liked the best up until now have been from cars full of student-type boys. Young people are full of hormones, and, Oh, how avidly they watched you suck my cock, Alice! They were in disbelief seeing a girl their age, some hot blonde they could've met in class or at a college party, diligently licking the cock of a man 36 years older than her. They went crazy! It's as if I was stealing this young pussy from them. As if they had found their father or uncle fucking their innocent girlfriend."
The despicable professor added one finger in her pussy and pushed further inside. He was so kind to take care of her urges too, her clitoris was on fire! And she was glad her master was getting aroused from getting to parade his sexy former student in the streets like this. To show those stupid youngsters he had stolen their generation's hottest piece of ass, and that he was now using her as he pleased.
Alice didn't mind being displayed this way. On the contrary, she found extremely rewarding to be exhibited as her sweet Daddy's most prized possession! She imagined the people's expressions as they drove by, jealous and appalled at what they were missing out on.
"Well, I'm not their innocent girlfriend, Mr. Thompson," she replied. "I'm my nasty teacher's slut, a property he uses to relax during his free time. Men that see me like this may be jealous of you sir, but they would never take me in! After what you've done to me, I can never go back to being wife-material, even to one-night-stand material! Only a despicable and repulsive man like you would be desperate enough take advantage of a trashy skank like me!"
"Tsk, tsk, a young lady saying such shameful things!" he said, pushing her head on his cock to punish her. "You dare insult the only patron and ally you've got left in this world? No wonder you got laid off your job if you acted this way, you dumb hussy! And you want me to be your Daddy? A let-down like you is unworthy of it!"
Mr. Thompson removed the young blonde's skirt and panties, and started spanking her bare ass, disciplining her like a disobedient brat in full view of anyone looking through their car windows.
Alice felt like a bad little girl who had uttered a bad word and was now receiving a severe ass beating by her furious dad! No one before her obnoxious old teacher had ever dared lay a hand on her this way, but how she had longed for it. For some punishment, for some discipline... For some fatherly love, at long last! That only made the teen blonde blow on her old professor's rod harder, encouraging him to leave her buttcheeks burning red!
"What a sorry excuse for a daughter you are, Alice! Shouted the old man as he slapped her butt. You've flunked high school, dropped out of college, and now you can't even keep a job as a shameful stripper because of your bad behavior! I already knew you had zero potential back when I saw you unable to answer the simplest questions in my class, but even I am confounded by how far down you've fallen in less than two years. You're already crippled with debt, you blasted dimwit! What do you think is going to happen to you now?"
"I don't know, shiiiiir... I'm showwy for being such a failuuuure..." the teenage blonde moaned on his erect cock, feeling her pussy getting wetter every time the old man's hand fell on her shapely bottom.
"That you are, girl! A disappointment to everyone who's ever crossed your path! No wonder your dad didn't bother raising such a stupid brat. Your mom was slow on the uptake, but she too understood she was better off getting rid of a deadweight like you! You keep saying you're a victim of the world around you, but you absolutely deserve your current predicament, Alice!"
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