"Daddy! Hi! Dinner is ready whenever you are." I say happy to see my Daddy.
"I don't want dinner right now. I want my little cum dumpster. Go to the bedroom, slut." Daddy growls.
I rush off to the bedroom not knowing what to expect. Daddy was usually happy to see me and grateful dinner was ready when he got home from work. What has gotten into him I wonder. I sit on the bed and wait.
Not long after I hear Daddy taking his shower. I pick my book up from the nightstand and start to read. I get so into my book, I don't hear him come into the room.
"Did I say you could read bitch? I told you to go to the bedroom. Put the damn book down and strip. Now!" Daddy roared.
"But Daddy..." I stammer.
"Do you want me to tear those clothes off you?" he demanded.
I quickly got out of my clothes. Oh, crap. I was wearing panties. I hope he didn't notice. I stood there naked in front of him waiting for his next order.
"What did I tell you about wearing panties in the house? Are you a stupid bitch or what? How complicated is that?" Daddy said not looking too happy.