
Working double shifts to be able to send you to that special private school had me worn thin. I came home after an especially long day and grabbed a six pack of beer out of the fridge. I downed the first one as I looked over to the mess on the counter. I could see dirty dishes in the sink from this morning after I told you to make sure to wash them before school. I fumed about your laziness as I left the kitchen, the second ale sliding down my throat. Finding another chore undone, the laundry room door open and a full basket of filthy clothes on top of the washer. I climbed the stairs toward your room to give you a butt chewing only to find you were not even home yet. “Late too, what the fuck is that girl doing, probably out with that boy again!”
I growled as I fell back on the couch drinking and waiting for your arrival. Took 3 more beers before the door quietly opened and you tried to slip inside unannounced. You quickly moved to the stairs only to hear me bark at you. Your head dropping and turning to see my sitting there watching you. As you walked into the living room to stand before me your excuses for being late were cut short. “What happened to your school blouse.” You would never admit in your boyfriends haste to feel you up he had yanked too hard and popped a button off of it leaving it open further than appropriate for school. “The damn dishes still piled up, laundry stinking up the place, you out after school instead of home doing your school work, and now I gotta fix that fuckin’ shirt too. Well take it off and give it here so I can deal with that while you go get dinner made.”
Your eyes went wide and you shook your head no mixed with your apologies. “No? NO WHAT?” I can’t give you my shirt I….I will fix it myself.” I look closer and the last straw snapped as I could see the light pink of your erect nipples visible from under the thin blouse. “So not only were you not doing homework, you were whorin’ around with that boy hmmmm.” I point at the floor right in front of my feet. I sit up as you step up with a scared look cause you knew what was about to happen. “Take it off, you obviously don’t care about anyone seeing your tits.” You peel off the shirt slowly and hand it to me. I toss it to the side of the couch and look you over. “Lift the skirt!” I was beat red as you again shook your head no. “Girl you are already in the shit house, skirt! NOW!”
You slowly lift it up to show me your little cottons all wet. “Give em to me!” Pulling them off and hoping to get out of this with only a scolding cause I was obviously on the edge of drunk you watch as I lift them to my nose. “Dad what are you………” But you knew by the widening of my eyes what I was doing. Before you could mumble another word I had you by the wrist and had pulled you over my lap. “I ain’t raising no whore here!” Within seconds I had that skirt flipped and as you protested your punishment your cum soaked panties were stuffed in your mouth. A good old fashion ass whoopin’ was due. I started off fast and hard as you whimpered with each strike. The only problem was the erection that was growing under you that I could not control.
The scent of your sex so open and the sounds you made as I spanked you made me stop. You lay there motionless as I looked over you, down to your red splotched bottom. I needed to finish this lesson before you noticed my erection. “Why do you disobey me? Why do you break my rules?….” with each comment one hard whack on your bottom. *Spank* “why do you let boys touch you? why?…………” I went silent, why were you not crying? *Spank* Why were your hips rocking against my lap? *Spank* I was hard as steel. You were purposely rubbing against me. I pull the panties from your mouth as you turn and look back at me. “You best get upstairs to your studies now……” Trying to compose myself enough yet even with the punishment over your hips slightly rocked against me. You had been acting out all this time for this moment, I could see it in your eyes. So I reached over and picked up your panties and put them in your mouth again. I grabbed your little bottom as you turned your gaze away and waited for it. Then I slowly continued what you wanted till your hips shuttered then stopped moving. I stopped and you sat up pulling your panties out. “I’m sorry I am so bad sometimes daddy.” Then you hugged me and held on to me for awhile before picking up your shirt. “I will fix this and everything else including dinner.” You turned to head upstairs with a little smirk on your face.








