Rail Station Doe's or Dem Doe Hoe's.
By Ghosty
Pic story was based off of: https://rule34.xxx/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=5570686
Rodney normally liked his maintenance job at the rail station, but lately he was getting pissed off at the rich doe sluts that had been hanging out during evening rush hour.
It all started a month ago, when some rich doe was texting a friend about how she was 'slumming' by taking the rail instead of driving herself or being driven someplace. She had on high heels, even for a species that had hooves and already walked as if they always wore high heels. Every nail on her fingers and her hooves were painted the same bright purple. She wore a little low-cut black dress that left very little to the imagination and stopped just below her black panties, which slightly came into view running between her pussy lips every time she shifted her hips. An expensive cellphone in one hand, a very expensive small black handbag in the other, and a gold ring through the far edge of one ear completed her outfit. Rich doe's had gotten into a habit of dressing as slutty as possible to anger their rich fathers. A human mistook her for a prostitute, and asked her how much. She wasn't sure what he was talking about, so he asked how much it would cost for her to suck his dick. Rodney had seen the entire thing.
She looked like she was about to yell at the human in outrage, but then she shut her mouth, and looked at her phone with a smirk on her face. She looked at the human and told him twenty dollars. She followed him into the men's room, and they both came back out about ten minutes later. As the human left the station, she called one of her rich doe friends and started bragging about the encounter. Rodney could hear her talking, and then her pause as she listened to the person on the other end of the line.
"You'll never guess what I just did! ... I just sucked some human's dick in a rail station bathroom for twenty dollars! ... I KNOW right?! ... I had to swallow, he grabbed my head and held me on his cock the moment he started cumming. ... I dunno, like what the fuck can you even buy with twenty dollars? ... Well, he looked poor, I wasn't sure he would go through with it if I asked for a couple hundred, twenty dollars is small money right? ... He might have been a factory worker or something, he was wearing overalls and I could smell the sweat when he stuck his dick in my face. ... That's what I thought at first, but it tasted salty. Even his cum tasted salty. ... Fuck you I'm not lying, his dick tasted like salt. ... Well try it for yourself and tell me! ... Bullshit, you blew half the swim team and fucked the other half, but you're suddenly afraid of some human? ... Yeah, whatever. ... Prove it bitch. You think you're hot to trot? Come to the station with me tomorrow. ... Hell yeah I'm coming back, I just need to change my wardrobe a little. ... See you then."
Cervid anthros really liked their salt. At first it was just two doe's dressed as hookers and fucking and sucking human men in the men's bathrooms for $20 bills he would later find thrown into the trash cans in the women's bathrooms. Then their numbers grew. Until there were anywhere from four to eight of the rich doe's playing whore every evening rush hour. Then a human said he only had ten dollars, and that doe bragged about how she had gotten fucked for a mere ten dollar bill. Another doe decided to show she was an even bigger slut, and asked her next human for a cup of coffee. After that, it became standard practice for the rich sluts to ask for a single cup of coffee for their services.
Coffee sales got a massive boost during rush hour, and the guy running the coffee stand quickly realized the source of his newfound fortune. Only problem was they wasted a lot of coffee, usually only taking a few sips before throwing the rest in the trash. He asked around, and quickly got an idea on how to cater to his new customers. They didn't drink much coffee since the taste was far too strong for them, and liked as much creamer and sugar as they could get in it.
He had a sign taped onto his price chart before and during rush hour, advertising a "Doe Slut Special." for only one dollar. A half hour before rush hour began, he made a special pot of coffee that was much weaker than usual, and held at a lower temperature. Still plenty warm, but not hot enough to burn or even be uncomfortable to touch. He had very small paper cups that could only hold about four ounces of fluid. The next rich doe who came walking to his stand with one of her human customers asked about it. He said it was only available to doe sluts, and then asked her if she would like a cup of coffee.
She stared at the sign for a few seconds, then asked for a doe slut special. He reached over and opened the slightly-above waist-high door that sealed off his coffee stand, and asked her to come inside his stand. Once inside he shut the door, and asked her to kneel in front of him. She did so, and was then out of sight below the counter of the coffee stand. Rodney knew what happened next, since the coffee guy told him. They chatted often. He poured about two ounces of the weak coffee into the cup, added two spoonfuls of sugar and stirred them in, and said "Could you be a good doe slut for me and unzip my pants and pull my cock out?" He said her eyebrows went up, but she smiled and did exactly what he asked. He then added about an ounce of half'n'half to the cup, stuck his dick in the cup, and used it to mix the coffee with the creamer. She put her hands over her muzzle and said "Oh my gawd!" He then put the cup on a nearby shelf, and put his dick in her face.
"Be a good doe slut and lick the stirring stick clean for the next customer."
She licked and sucked his dick for a little while, then he stopped her. She had a somewhat surprised look on her face and kept licking her lips.
"You did a good job of cleaning the stirring stick ma'am. Please enjoy your doe slut special."
He handed her the small cup. She looked at it for a few seconds, then took a small sip. Her eyes went wide. They then went from her cup of coffee to the stirring stick a few times. She looked away from him with embarrassment as she told him it was the best coffee she had ever tasted. He thought he had it tailored just right to a doe's sense of taste, but it was good to get confirmation. He told her she was welcome to a doe slut special anytime she wanted, as long as she didn't leave the stirring stick dirty for the next doe in line. She thanked him for the coffee, stood, and he let her out of the coffee stand. She drank every last drop, and even licked the cup clean before throwing it away. After that, word got out and every rich doe slut was selling her body for a single dollar. They still called it a cup of coffee, but every last one of them only wanted the doe slut special.
But none of that was bothering Rodney. Hookers occasionally worked a rail station, the fact these rich doe sluts were doing it for fun didn't make much of a difference. What angered him to no end was the goddamn rich cunts were leaving splatters and globs of cum all over the fucking floors of the bathrooms and the rest of the rail station platform. They were welcome to be as shameless as sluts as they wanted, he just wanted them to either not make a mess or clean up after themselves. They would just walk around with jizz dripping down their legs and leave the mess for him to clean up. He finally came up with a plan to either break these bored and rich vapid whores out of their hobby, or at least get them to stop making such a fucking mess all the time. He would be happy with either outcome.
He waited until about an half hour before rush hour was to begin, then left his office to survey. There were only four of the rich doe's trotting around the rail station platform today, but more could arrive as rush hour got closer or after it started. These were just the ones that didn't want to miss a minute of being a whore for any human that asked. Even for rich doe sluts these four were a bit more slutty than the rest. No one else was on the platform at the moment, except the coffee guy who was getting setup for rush hour.
One rich doe was wearing a white thong, a white bra, and a white fur coat that barely reached halfway on her ass, and had a ring in one ear next to her skull. Another was wearing a very short black skirt and a neon pink leather jacket with white fur lining, and had a gold nose-ring with a diamond on it. The other two were standing together, and one looked much younger than the other. The older one was wearing gray nylons that stopped just below her black panties, and a see-through choker. She had a puffy white jacket, which was open wide to give people a good view of her obviously surgically enhanced breasts easily visible through the see-through black bra she had on. She had both ears pierced close to the skull, and had small bells hanging from each ear. The younger one wore a black leather choker or collar, and had a similar see-through black bra on, but was just barely above flat-chested. She was wearing see-through panties that were crotch-less. If not for the fuzzy brown jacket she wore wide open, he doubted she would have made it to the station without being stopped by the police. It wouldn't be the first time he saw a rich doe housewife and her rich doe brat daughter go for "a cup of coffee" together.
He swore they must have no sense of shame. Knowing he only had about 30 minutes to get this over with, he shouted out to the doe's walking around the station platform.
"ALL OF YOU DOE SLUTS, GET YOUR ASSES OVER HERE NOW!"
They all looked at him with shock. This wasn't expected.
"DON'T MAKE ME CALL SECURITY! GET OVER HERE NOW!"
The coffee guy ignored the yelling, Rodney told him what he was going to do. The rich doe's all made their way to him, and looked worried. They were used to being used and degraded, not yelled at by a strange human. He opened the door to his office, and spoke to them in a harsh tone of voice.
"All of you, get inside my office and line up against the wall. NOW!"
His shout made them jump, and they did as they were told. They looked at him with great concern.
"Face the wall and put your hands on the wall. Stick your asses out and spread your legs."
One did exactly as she was told, but the rest looked uncertain about it. He just loudly sighed and picked up the phone on his desk, pressed a few buttons, then said calmly:
"Security."
The other three doe's quickly assumed the position he had asked of them. The young one whispered to the doe with the overly large breasts. "Mom?" Her mother just shushed her. What a fucking class act she was. He spoke into the phone.
"Oh, no problems right now. I'll be sure to call if that changes." He then hung it up, and spoke to the doe's.
"You sluts want to play hooker at the rail station, you go right on ahead. But I have had it with the messes you cunts leave behind, and I'm not cleaning them up anymore."
He grabbed the nearest doe, the one in the white fur jacket, by her tail. She gave a yelp and shot up straight.
"You bend over my desk, and reach for the other side."
He guided her to his desk with his hand firmly gripping her tail, then bent her over the desk and released her tail. She reached for the other side, and grabbed onto it.
"Now spread your legs."
She spread her legs wide. His hand came down on her ass with a hard and fast "thwap" and she gave a yell. The other doe's were still in position against the wall, but all three were staring at what he was doing to the other one. The one in the pink jacket was biting her lip.
"After every stroke, I expect you to give the number of strokes you were given, and apologize for making a mess on the floor like some damned animal. You will then promise to swallow every drop of cum or put a tampon in yourself to prevent your snatch from leaking jizz all over the floor. Understood?"
The doe looked at him with a bit of fear.
"Y-yes."
He spanked her hard again and she yelped.
"Yes what?"
Her eyes were wide and frightened.
"Yes sir!"
He spanked her again, but not as hard this time. She winced, then started speaking.
"One. Ah...I'm sorry for making a mess on the floor like an animal. I promise to swallow every drop or put a tampon in."
He gave her another swat, slightly harder.
"AH! Two! I'm sorry for making a mess on the floor like an animal! I promise to swallow every drop or put a tampon in!"
He switched up which side of her ass he targeted, and how hard he smacked. He didn't want her getting adjusted to it. The other doe's watched wide-eyed over their shoulders, still standing with their hands against the wall and their asses sticking out. After 20 strokes, he ordered her back to the wall, then pointed to the doe in the neon pink jacket, and told her to assume the position over his desk and lower her skirt to the floor. She did so without hesitation, and looked at the wall on the other side of his desk. With the first stroke she shifted her position to make herself flatter against the desk, and pushed her ass higher up.
She said the required words without delay, and waited for the next spank. By the seventh stroke, she was wet. On the 19th, she had a noisy orgasm and briefly humped at his desk. He made the last spank very hard, and he made sure to hit her clit with the tips of his fingers with his aim. She yelped in pain and clung to his desk while she wobbled on her heels. He ordered her back to the other wall with the rest of the doe's. She slowly stood back up, looked him in the eye, and said "Thank you sir.", then returned to the wall and assumed the position again.
Of course one of them would be a painslut. He had the mother and daughter pair take the position across his desk side by side.
"When I spank your mother, you count the strokes I've given her, and apologize for her making a mess. Then promise she will swallow every drop or put a tampon in, understood?"
She was young and nervous, but still nodded.
"When I spank your daughter, you count the strokes I've given her. Then you apologize for the mess she's made. Finally, you promise your daughter will swallow every drop, or put a tampon in. Got it?"
The mother agreed to do so. He gave her a swat first. The younger one complied and said the words. After giving her mother four strokes, he started on the daughter. The mother also complied. About mid-way through the daughter miscounted the strokes, and he informed her mother that he was going to have to start again with stroke one with her. The daughter looked crestfallen over it.
"Mom, I'm sorry!"
"It's OK honey, I know you didn't mean to."
He started again on the mother from one, and this time her daughter kept the count correctly. After finishing with her, he gave the daughter her last two strokes, and then ordered them both back to the wall. The mother was wincing at the pain from her ass, and the daughter had tears in her eyes.
"All of you face my desk and kneel with your hands behind your back."
They all complied. The one in the white fur coat looked slightly nervous, the one in the neon pink jacket was staring at him with half-lidded eyes and a faint smile, and both the mother and daughter looked unhappy. He stood in front of the one in the white fur coat, and unzipped his fly. Her eyes widened, and he pulled his dick out and stuck it in her face between her eyes.
"Kiss the tip and swear you will be a better behaved doe slut in the future."
She was still a bit shocked from the spanking, but this was something a bit more familiar. She glanced at the other doe's kneeling along side her, then looked at him while leaning a slight bit forward and kissing the tip of his dick.
"I swear to be a better behaved doe slut in the future."
She said it with a note of uncertainty, but he was still satisfied with her response.
"Very good. You are free to go. You have about ten minutes before rush hour starts, so get going."
She took a second or two, then kissed his cock again and left with a smile. He walked to the doe in the neon pink jacket. She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out as far as it would go in invitation. He just put it between her eyes and told her she knew what to do. She smiled, then took his dick into her mouth and started sucking and licking at it. He flicked at her nose causing her to jerk backwards.
"I didn't give you permission to suck, only to kiss the tip."
Her expression didn't change any.
"I'm sorry sir."
She kissed the tip, then swore to be better behaved.
"Good. Get going."
She kissed his dick again, then left with a smile. He had a bad feeling she was going to be trouble. Finally it was just the family disaster. He stuck his dick between the eyes of the mother. After she swore to be a better behaved doe slut, he slapped her in the face with his dick.
"I...what?"
"You counted for your daughter, and she counted for you. You will swear that she will be a better behaved doe slut. She will swear that you will be a better behaved doe slut."
The doe looked at her daughter, then licked her lips and kissed his cock and promised her daughter would be a better behaved doe slut. He moved to the daughter and put his dick in front of her face. The younger doe's eyes flicked left and right nervously, then she kissed the tip of his dick and swore her mother would be a better behaved doe slut.
"First time with a human cock touching your lips?" He asked her.
She couldn't even look him in the eye, and nodded while turning her head away from him with a nervous smile.
"Look at my cock and open your mouth, and stick your tongue out."
She looked up at him with wide eyes.
"Do you want to be punished again?"
Eyes still wide, her mouth shot open and her tongue extended out. He tapped the tip against her tongue, and her eyes bulged. He guessed she was getting more than what she bargained for when she followed her mother out for a cup of coffee.
"Now wrap your lips around the head."
She did so, and was trying hard to avoid looking at his eyes. He tapped her nose with a finger.
"No, bad doe slut. Keep your eyes on the eyes of the human who's dick you are sucking. Never break eye contact unless the owner of the dick in your mouth tells you to. Give one lick around the head if you understand, give two licks if you don't."
Her eyes came back to his, still darting around but struggling to remain on him. She gave a single lick. Her mother was watching intently, breathing heavily.
"Good doe slut. Once your lips are wrapped around a human cock, you are to keep a tight seal until the human says you may stop. Understood?"
He could feel the younger doe starting to pant, the breath from her nose blowing against his lower stomach. She gave another single lick.
"Good doe slut. Once a human is finished and has given you permission to take your mouth off of his cock, you are to suck very hard, and do your best to get every drop of cum in your mouth. You aren't allowed to swallow or spit out a single drop. You are to swish the human's cum around in your mouth like mouthwash until you can't taste anything else. You will remain kneeling before the human doing that until he gives you permission to swallow. You will then swallow every drop, kiss his cock and thank him for the delicious mouthful of human cum. Only then are you allowed to stop kneeling. Do you understand?"
She was breathing very hard now, and gave a lick along with a swallow.
"Good doe slut. Now give some suction and start running your tongue around my cock."
She complied, making some wet noises as she did so. Her mother was watching intently with a hand between her legs. Rich doe sluts were shameless whores.
"Good doe slut. Start bobbing your head forward and back. Work at taking more of the dick inside of your mouth."
She obeyed, working more and more of him inside of her mouth. At a certain point, she pulled back and reflexively swallowed.
"No need to deep-throat, just keep licking and sucking as you were told."
She stopped trying to swallow him, and just kept licking and sucking while maintaining eye contact. He started slowly humping her mouth, and she had to keep bobbing her head to prevent him from hitting the back of her throat.
"Good doe slut. Your mouth is just another fuckhole for the humans you will be selling your body to. Don't forget to thank the human for using your holes for his pleasure."
She kept on sucking and licking, looking into his eyes with a half-lidded lust. Her mother was gasping as she fingered herself. Finally he grabbed the daughters head and told her to focus all her attention on he head of this dick. She gave her best effort, and he warned her to not swallow or spit without permission. She just kept looking into his eyes while licking the head as fast as she could. Finally he told her to get ready for her first mouthful of human cum, and unloaded inside her mouth. She just continued to lick and suck at it, until he put a fingertip on her nose and told her to stop. She gave a strong suck as she pulled her head back and off of his cock. She smiled at him while giving the inside of her mouth a wash in human cum.
"Good doe slut. Can you taste anything besides human cum now?"
She shook her head while still swishing.
"Good doe slut. Swallow, then thank the human for the mouthful."
She swallowed, then kissed the head of his cock. She spoke with a smile.
"Thank you sir for the delicious mouthful of human cum."
"Good doe slut. The two of you had better get out there, rush hour is about to start."
They went out to join the rest of the rich doe's in playing hooker, giggling about the experience they just had. Rodney put himself away and zipped up his pants as he overheard them chatter about it, since they left the door to his office open on the way out.
"You were right mom, human dick does taste like salt!"
"Come on, let's get you your first doe slut special. You've earned it."
An hour later, and the plan seemed to be working great. The floors weren't exactly spotless, but Rodney didn't see cum splattered all over the place anymore. They must have gotten the message out to the other three rich doe hoe's that had showed up. Most of the people had gone home, as well as most of the doe's. Two were sipping on doe slut specials while talking, and the third was the hot pink jacketed doe from earlier. She had been staring in his direction and smiled the moment he met her eyes. She started walking towards him from the other side of the platform.
"Ah shit, what is she up to?" he muttered. He had a feeling this one was going to be trouble. She stopped about ten feet away from him, and spat a mouthful of jizz all over the floor.
"What the fuck?!" he yelled. She kept on smiling, then struck a pose.
"I've been very bad, maybe you should punish me?" Her eyes were all lust. Damn depraved rich doe slut. He pointed at her.
"Don't you dare move from where you are standing, I'll be right back."
He went to the supply closet in his office, and grabbed the rolling mop bucket, filled it with some cleaner and water, and grabbed a mop. He rolled it back to the damn slut doe who was looking at him with vague interest while preening. He held the mop handle out to her. She blinked.
"You can't be serious."
"I would have been willing to give you the punishment you want if you just asked. I told you I wasn't cleaning these messes up anymore. Now you need to earn your punishment."
"What?!"
"If you want to be handcuffed to my desk and get spanked until your butt-cheeks burn every time you sit, then you need to clean the mess you made first."
She glared at him, then grabbed the mop and started doing a half-assed job of mopping up the mess she made.
"Asshole."
He wondered how angry she was going to be when she got to her punishment. She finally got things clean enough, and he put the mop bucket back away in his office. She followed him in, glaring still. He guessed little slut princess didn't like the idea of doing low-class labor. That didn't bother him, he didn't care how she felt about it, as long as she would stop making the mess. He reached into the desk drawers and pulled out a pair of handcuffs, and a few different heavy-duty looking collars and leashes, which he sat on one side of the desk. He then pulled out some other items and laid them on the other side of the desk. A plastic ruler, a wooden ruler, a solid leather belt, a braided leather belt, a thick magazine rolled up and secured with multiple rubber bands on one half, a thin plastic fly-swatter, a short length of thick black rubber hose, and a metal spatula. He looked at the rich doe, and saw not only was her glare nowhere to be seen, she was looking at some of the items on his desk with a dreamy look on her face.
"Would you say this is your punishment or reward?"
She bit her lip while staring at the items on his desk.
"Punishment, I've been very a bad doe slut."
"As you wish, but keep in mind you'll only get a good punishment if you are well behaved and don't spit jizz on the fucking floor."
She finally stopped staring at the junk on his desk and smiled at him.
"I'll be a well behaved doe slut if I can be punished like a bad doe slut."
Sweet merciful Christ, he was finally getting through to this painslut. He held the handcuffs out to her.
"Take off all your clothes except your heels and jewelry, and handcuff your hands in front of you."
With a smile on her lips and lust in her eyes, she did and stood in front of him naked and handcuffed. He lead her to the divide in the junk on his desk, and had her lean over it like she did an hour ago, with her cuffed hands on the far edge. He attached a collar to the chain between the cuffs, and a leash to the collar. He then pulled on the leash while holding the chain between the cuffs to see if it would hold. It would. He then pulled the leash under his desk, and tied it off to one of the legs. She wouldn't be able to back herself off of the desk until she was untied. The rich doe with the gold nose ring tried to pull back a little, and found herself unable to do so.
"Oh god, this is gonna be intense, isn't it?"
He placed one hand at the base of her tail and started scratching.
"Did you want to back out?"
"NO! No. I...I want punishment. Please."
He almost felt sorry for the rich doe. But she was pretty much begging for it. And she did spit that crap all over the floor and expected him to clean it up.
"As you wish."
He put a collar around each ankle, and attached leashes. He then pulled her legs apart with the leashes and tied them off to the farthest legs of his desk. Now she couldn't move her arms, legs, or anything besides her head all that much. She could wiggle, she could squirm, but she wouldn't be able to move from her position or free herself. She kept gyrating her hips around, and was staring at the items left on the desk near her.
"Ready for your punishment?"
"YES!"
She shouted it out, she had been wanting this. Her tail was twitching, but sticking straight up. He cracked a grin. Sometimes there was a lesson to learn. He gave her left ass-cheek a swat hard enough to be felt and cause a small sting, but not nearly as hard as he had spanked the doe's an hour ago. Her head came up. He gave her right ass-cheek an equal swat. She looked over her shoulder at him.
"Um, I've been a bad girl?"
He gave her left the same swat, then her right.
"I'm well aware of that. You spat jizz on my floor."
She tried to push her ass out against his swats, but couldn't due to the leash around her cuffs holding her close to the desk.
"Then you should punish me!"
"I am."
"Punish me harder!" she whined.
"It's a punishment, not a reward."
She stopped the humping movement she was trying to make.
"Huh?"
"I was nice enough to get all these toys ready for you, since I figured you would want another punishment for being a doe slut. Then you went and spit jizz on the floor, despite me telling you to stop making a mess. I can't reward you now when you've misbehaved. Well behaved doe sluts can be rewarded with a hard punishment. Misbehaving doe sluts just get tied up and teased with the punishment they could have had."
He kept a steady rhythm from cheek to cheek, only hitting just enough to be felt.
"What?! No! You can't!"
"Most everyone has gone home already, no one will hear you even if you scream to be released. The ones that can hear you, know you are a slut for punishment and won't want to interrupt your fun time. You're tied tight, and completely helpless. You can't even push your hips back into the smacks to make them more painful. Each stroke will be just painful enough to feel, but I suspect you won't be having a spanking-induced orgasm any time soon either."
She thrashed about trying to free herself, he just kept up his swats on her ass. After about two minutes of her fighting to free herself, she just went limp and started sobbing. He wasn't expecting that.
"Please daddy, just spank me hard! I'll be good! PLEASE!"
More than a bit weird, but if he was reaching her...
"Promise to be a properly behaved doe slut?"
"I promise daddy!"
"Promise to never make another mess on the floor?"
"Yes daddy, yes!"
She was still crying and thrashing about. At least her slutty and punishment-seeking behavior was starting to make some sort of sense. He reached over and picked up the fly-swatter.
"Good girl. Now count the strokes for daddy."
"YES daddy!"
She was stone-still with her ass as high as she could hold it, which wasn't much different than her hanging limp due to how she was tied. She wasn't crying at all now. Rodney couldn't tell if her act was genuine, or if she just tricked him into giving her what she wanted. They may not be the brightest doe's around, but the rich sluts who hung out at the rail station were experienced masters at manipulation to get what they wanted out of their rich parents. He gave her ass a hard and fast swat right in the middle under her tail, landing the fly-swatter with a strong WAP noise. The rich doe shook like she was cold.
"OOOOOooh, daddy!"
He landed another blow on just her right cheek.
"Did daddy used to spank you?"
She stopped squirming, and her ears fell. She spoke in a small and sad sounding voice.
"Used to."
He reached over and scratched at the base of her tail.
"He stopped?"
She wiggled a bit.
"I...uh..."
"Came in daddy's lap while he was spanking you and telling you what a bad girl you had been?"
She nodded her head while facing the wall.
"And then daddy wouldn't spank you anymore?"
She shook her head with her ears flat against her head.
"As long as you are a good doe slut, your new daddy will spank you every day."
She looked over her shoulder at him.
"Do you mean it?"
"Did you mean it when you said you weren't going to make any more messes?"
"Yes daddy!"
"Then you can be daddy's little punishment slut every day."
She looked like she tried to get up to do something, only to be reminded she was still tied to his desk. Instead she started trying to move her hips around while saying "I'm daddy's little punishment slut. I'm daddy's little punishment slut." in a sing-song voice. He interrupted her special moment with a hard and fast stroke with the fly-swatter to her left cheek. She made a "Yip!" noise, then moaned out "Thank you daddy!" He gave her a series of four whacks around her ass that had her gasping. He put the fly-swatter down, and picked up the wooden ruler. He took each item on his desk in turn, using it on her ass.
The wooden ruler made her grunt, but didn't seem to have much else effect on her. The plastic ruler made her yell out, then pant heavily. She tried to squeeze her thighs together with every swat from the solid leather belt, and the braided leather belt made her legs shake. The rolled up magazine didn't seem to have any effect at all, or she hid her reaction to it. The black rubber hose caused her to grunt and tears reached her eyes. The metal spatula made her yelp and her body convulse. He went back to the fly-swatter and gave her clit a whack. She would have jumped off the desk if she wasn't tied to it. She was breathing very hard and fast.
"Be a good little punishment slut for daddy and tell him what your favorite punishment tool is."
She shuddered at the question.
"The braided leather belt daddy, that was always my favorite."
He grabbed the braided leather belt and swept the rest of the items onto the floor, then doubled the belt into a loose loop. He gave her a few targeted swats on each cheek, then a full-length swat that went from one side of her ass to the other and nailed her vagina in the middle. She was shaking all over and kept moaning.
"Does daddy's special little punishment slut love her punishment?"
"YES DADDY!"
He leaned over and spoke in a deep growl into her ear.
"Daddy thought so. His special little punishment slut still hasn't counted a single stroke."
Before she could respond, he gave her another hard swat with the belt.
"ONE DADDY!"
On the next stroke he brought it in low, laying it across her clit.
"TWO! TWO DADDY!"
She made it all the way to twenty-eight daddy before she came while yelling "FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK". She spasmed around for a bit, then went limp on the desk. He untied the leashes and removed the three collars attached to her. He put the keys to her handcuffs on the desk next to her, and sat down. Spanking someone with force was always a workout. The rich doe unlocked her cuffs, and stood leaning over the desk staring at him. She sank to her knees, then crawled over to where he was sitting on her hands and knees. She pointedly sat between his spread legs, and looked up at him.
"Is there something daddy's special little punishment slut wants?"
Without even a pause.
"Daddy's cum in her mouth."
He unzipped and pointed his cock at her, touching her lips.
"Use your lips and tongue to convince daddy's dick to give you what you want."
She smiled and said "Please daddy's dick, I promise to be a well behaved doe slut." She put her lips around the head, and slowly pushed her lips deeper while looking adoringly into his eyes. She didn't stop until she reached the base and planted a ring of lipstick all around the base of his cock. Her tongue stuck out and licked at his ballsack while she swallowed around the dick in her throat. Maintaining eye contact, she slowly worked her lips back up to the tip, then back down to the base again, running her tongue around and around his cock.
Rodney thought about ways this painslut with daddy issues might enjoy being punished. If she was going to be well behaved and this eager to please, he didn't mind rewarding her.
About an hour after rush hour ended, and his new painslut finally left, Rodney was closing up for the night. He noticed the coffee guy was still around, and there was a old looking doe looking nervously at the pricing sign on the coffee stand from a distance. Jeff told him later that she had arrived on a train, and was walking by the coffee stand when she saw the taped on sign and stopped in her tracks. She had stood there staring at the sign until the station was empty. She was old, all grey and white fur and glasses. She wasn't dressed like a slut like almost all the doe's that visited, and she was wearing a nice but not expensive looking gray coat that went almost all the way to the ground, and a tartan patterned scarf.
Rodney knew the coffee guy, Jeff. He knew Jeff's tastes in females. Jeff would make the doe slut special for any doe that asked for it, but he always put in extra effort into serving a cup to doe's with grey or white taking over their fur. He would occasionally offer them other off-menu special items. Rodney went over to his office and opened the blinds so he could see what as happening, then turned on one of the radios. Sure enough, Jeff had his radio on constant broadcast. He could hear Jeff tapping his fingers on the coffee stand. Rodney sat down and turned up the volume, figuring there was going to be some entertainment.
She finally approached the coffee stand, wringing her hands and looking around at the still empty rail station platform.
"Hello ma'am, what can I get for you?"
"Uh...could...I get a....special cup?"
"Which size ma'am?"
"No. I mean..." she looked around and then pointed at the taped on sign.
Jeff just smiled at her.
"Sorry ma'am, the doe slut special is only available to doe's that ask for it specifically."
Rodney barely heard her response but saw her ears go flat against her head when Jeff said 'doe slut special'.
"I have to say it?"
"I only give special requests to those that request them."
She looked around to make sure for the 100th time no one else was around, and still spoke so quietly Rodney barely heard her over the radio.
"One doe slut special please."
"Do you think you might have any issues kneeling ma'am?"
"Kneeling?"
"Do you think you would be able to get down on your knees and back up without problems ma'am?"
Her head went down a bit.
"Oh. Um, I don't think I should."
Jeff gestured towards the plastic tables and chairs on the center of the platform.
"Just have a seat over there ma'am, and I'll bring your coffee to you."
Rodney knew this wasn't something Jeff would be doing if it was rush hour. Doe's cleaning his cock in the coffee stand was one thing, having a doe doing it while sitting in the middle of the station would be too much for security to tolerate.
"A-alright."
She walked over to one of the chairs near a table, and slowly eased herself into it. Rodney could see Jeff's point about older anthros. They didn't get wrinkly and shriveled up like humans did, they just went grey and white. They still looked like they did when they were young, just different colored fur. He didn't share Jeff's obsession with them, but to each their own. Jeff soon brought over a small paper cup, his special pot of coffee, along with sugar, creamer, and a spoon, which he sat on the table.
With her sitting in the chair, her face was about at crotch level to him. She watched his actions, sneaked looks at his crotch, and kept looking around the station platform like someone was going to show up and come after her. He poured the coffee into the cup, added the sugar and stirred it, then sat the cup on the table. Her eyes went wide as he reached down and unzipped his pants, and pulled his dick out. He put creamer in the coffee, then dipped his dick into it and stirred. She sat watching the scene frozen like the proverbial deer in the headlights, eyes wide. He sat the cup back down, then took a step or two until his dick was pointed directly into her face and Rodney was sure she could smell the coffee on it.
"Ma'am? Could you please clean the stirring stick? It's not polite to leave it dirty for the next doe."
"You...want me...to..."
"Just to get the coffee and creamer off. A few licks 'aught to do it."
She looked at him and blushed through her fur. Rodney didn't know doe's could blush, but it stood out of her white facial fur.
"I...haven't done something like this for some time."
Jeff just smiled at her.
"I'm not asking to be wowed ma'am, I just don't want a bunch of coffee and creamer on my clothes."
She made up her mind and gave his dick a lick. She licked her lips, and looked at the 'stirring stick' thoughtfully. Then she just buried her head into Jeff's crotch and all Rodney could hear was slurping noises. Jeff scratched around the base of her ears, and said she was doing an excellent job of cleaning the stirring stick. She kept going, licking and swallowing constantly and with great enthusiasm. Rodney figured this old doe hadn't gotten any sexual attention in a long time, and she was eager to make a good impression on the younger human man who offered her his dick. He had to admit, the way she went straight for a deep-throat was impressive. She had no interest in coming up for air from the looks of it. Jeff pulled away from the old doe, and had to stop her from falling over as she tried to follow his dick and nearly fell out of her chair. Rodney could hear her frantic speaking.
"Wait! Did I do something wrong? I'll do it better!"
"Not at all ma'am." He told her with a smile.
"I just want to give your cup of coffee another helping of creamer before I give it to you to drink."
He pulled out a sealed condom from a pocket, opened the package, and put the condom on. He took a step back towards her, putting his dick back in her face. He reached down, and started jerking off directly in front of her. She watched with her eyes fixated on the cock jerking in front of her face. The crumpled tip of the condom kept tapping against the tip of her muzzle, leaving small shiny wet spots of lubrication on her nose. Her jaw hung slightly open, and her hands were clenched on the chair seat. When he came, he slid the condom forward a bit, and his cum flew into the tip of the condom, smacking her in the nose with a warm feeling.
She gasped and said "Oh my", but made no effort to move from where she was. His balls emptied themselves into the condom. The end of the condom rested on the tip of her nose, and started to sag on either side as it filled with cum and Jeff slid the condom slowly forwards. Her eyes were wide and fixed on the ever growing sack of cum on her nose. He then slowly removed the condom, trying to get every last bit into it, and put his dick back in his pants and zipped up. He then tilted the condom out over-top the small paper cup, and poured the entire load of cum into her coffee. He tied the condom in a knot around the cup's handle, and then placed it on the table in front of her. He told her to enjoy her coffee with a smile, then collected the various items he brought over and took them back to his coffee stand. He then started cleaning up for the night.
The old doe sat at the table in shock, staring at her cup of coffee. She looked around, and looked back at the cup. She rubbed a finger at the spot on her nose where the filled condom had rested, swallowed, and fidgeted. Jeff noticed she hadn't drank yet, and walked back over.
"Is something wrong with your coffee ma'am?"
She gave a lurch like she had forgotten he was around.
"I...no...it's not that...um...is this really OK?"
Jeff just smiled.
"Ma'am, that doe slut special was made just for you, not anyone else. I usually don't give extra creamer either. I'm hoping you won't just like it, I'm hoping you'll drink every last drop and lick the cup clean."
She blushed, which was a lot easier to spot under white fur than brown and black like the younger doe's.
"Things have really changed since I was younger..."
She picked up the cup, and gave an experimental sip. Jeff walked back over to his stand. She took a longer sip. She said a quiet "Oh my god." that was audible despite Jeff's distance from her, then gulped down the rest. She sat there staring at her empty cup and swallowed a few more times. She got up and walked over to the coffee station, carrying the empty cup with her.
"Excuse me young man."
"Yes ma'am?" he asked with a smile.
She made a show out of licking the paper cup clean, and sat it down on the coffee stand counter along with the dollar she owed.
"Thank you for the best coffee I've ever had in my life."
"You're very welcome ma'am. Would you like a creampie for dessert?"
She looked at the pricing sign.
"Ah, what flavors do you have?"
"Just the one ma'am. But it is delivered fresh to your home."
Her head shot to him as she realized what he was talking about. She licked at her lower lip, coughed, and said:
"How much is it for a cream pie?"
Jeff kept right on smiling at her.
"Your address written on a piece of paper and the time you want the pie delivered, and the panties you are currently wearing."
She thought about it, then walked back to the table she was sitting at before, sat down, and started working her panties off. Once done, she dug around her purse, and wrote on a piece of paper. She walked back over to the coffee stand, and put the piece of paper on the counter. She then put her balled-up but otherwise pristine white silk panties next to it.
"Do...you often offer a fresh cream pie to customers?"
He put both items into his pocket and smiled at her.
"Only to doe's who look like they could use a daily pie."
She turned red and fiddled with her purse.
"Ah, about the panties, they are kind of expensive..."
"Don't worry ma'am, I'll personally put them back on you after I deliver your creampie."
Rodney could hear her swallow over the radio.
"I'll...I'll be waiting."
Before she could get too far away, he called out to her.
"I may take a few more pairs while I'm there. I'll be sure to bring each pair back with a fresh pie for you."
She left the rail station with a smile and a red face, as well as a slight wobble in her step. Jeff said over the radio that the time she wrote on the paper was "ASAP" and started rushing to close up shop. Rodney flipped off the radio and called it a night. Good for Jeff, sometimes the older doe's were a bit too prim and proper to bring themselves to ask for a doe slut special. He figured he was probably going to see that older doe visit the rail station often in the future. As for what impact the creampie would have on her was debatable, but she had certainly had an impression left on her from Jeff's cup of coffee. She was still licking her lips as she left the station.