I fumbled with my house keys, the cold air biting into my fingers. The sufficient supply of alcohol I had just recently consumed made opening the door difficult, along with the cold. I giggled slightly at the situation, my dress damp from the nights rain and my toes frozen in my little black heels. Remembering all the dancing, singing and drinking I had done just moments ago plastered a soft smile on my face. I unlocked the door and stumbled into the apartment, kicking off my shoes at the door. I flicked all the lights on and in my drunken haze skipped towards the fridge, hungry for a little 3am snack.
I didn't notice Daddy's suitcase at the door, having come back early from his work trip. I didn't notice his suit jacket on the back of one of the kitchen bar stools. I pulled out the cereal from the cupboard and reached up on my tippy toes to grab a bowl from the top shelf. My frozen, drunk fingers, being uncooperative misplaced the edge of the bowl and it came crashing down onto the floor with a loud smash.
I jumped and squealed, "oopsie daisy" I said to myself in a slight cute drunken slur.
"Little girl!?" Daddy said in his deep sleepy voice.
I gasped and spun around, the shards of the bowl threatening my pretty painted toes.
"Oh my god... Daddy!? What are you doing home? I thought you were away for another night!"
I wouldn't have gone out drinking tonight if I knew Daddy was going to be home. There were strict rules regarding the consumption of alcohol and no way in hell would I have been silly enough to come into the bears cave like this had I known he was here.
"Don't move at all. You're going to hurt yourself." Daddy said with instant authority.
"I... Daddy... the bowl just slipped... I was hungry."
Daddy held up a finger and shook his head. He walked over to me and wrapped his hand around my wrist. He pulled me to him and then wrapped his two hands around my waist. He lifted me up onto the ledge of the kitchen bench and begun to clean up my drunken mess.
"So, little girl, where were you tonight? Your agenda didn't mention any plans for dinner... did you forget to tell me?"
Daddy was baiting me. He knew I had fucked up. He knew I had broken the rules and we both knew a punishment would be coming. Not a funishment as Daddy sometimes called them but a real and serious punishment.
"It, it was last minute Daddy? I didn't want to bother you..."
Daddy swept the shards of glass into the bin and came towards me. He looked down at me and brushed his thumb over my lips.
"Give Daddy a kiss... I've missed my little girl."
I leaned in with excitement coursing through my body, mixing with the vodka that I had consumed earlier. Our lips collided softly and passionately. Daddy's tongue filled my mouth and he drew out a moan from me. My legs wrapped around him in a hunger. Daddy pulled away and held my chin in his hand, forcing me to look up at him.
"You've been drinking little girl. Don't even open those pretty lips of yours to lie to me. I can taste the limes from the vodka lime soda that you love so much."
I blushed deep red and felt the guilt swallow the excitement.
"You broke the rules sub. You know you're not allowed to drink alcohol at the moment. Daddy's extremely disappointed in you."
I whimpered and pouted slightly, "I... I'm sorry Daddy... all the girls were drinking and we just wanted to let lose." The words stumbled out of my mouth in a cascade and I knew how pathetic it all sounded.
"You know what's going to happen don't you little girl?" Daddy asked as his fingers rubbed my cold wet thighs.
"I'm to be punished?" I asked with a certain level of shyness.
Daddy nodded and said, "you're going to cry for this one sub. You're going to beg Daddy to stop and you're going to wish you never let a pretty drop of alcohol touch your lips. But right now, right now you're not fully present and Daddy's tired. You're going to go shower and get into bed and you're going to think all about what's going to happen when you wake up in the morning."
I whimpered and rested my head on Daddy's chest. Feeling his disappointment fill my body and feeling my stomach slosh with the regret and alcohol.
Daddy rubbed my back and whispered in my ear, "I did think you were smarter than this little girl. Clearly I was wrong. Shower, now."
Daddy lifted me down and swatted my bottom as I walked towards our bedroom to shower. I showered and got into my pjs, my heart pounding as the alcohol fogged my thoughts but all I knew was that waking up tomorrow, I would regret a lot more than breaking one of the good kitchen bowls.
The sunlight warmed my skin and I went to roll over onto my side to go and cuddle Daddy but was unable to move an inch. I winced as I felt the hangover pounding on my head. My eyes opened in a state of panic and I looked down. My hands were cuffed together, as were my legs. The leather cuffs were immovable and fit snuggly on my limbs. I whimpered and squirmed slightly, my eyes locking with Daddy as he sat in the reading chair near the window.
"Ahhh good, you're awake. How's your head?"
I grimaced and shut my eyes, "it hurts."
Daddy smiled slightly and came to sit by my side. "Your head will be the last of your concerns when Daddy is done with you."
I felt my nipples harden and my bald smooth cunt got wet. I knew I was in deep trouble but seeing Daddy in his true dominant form lit a fire deep within me.
"Today is going to be a tough punishment little girl. I'm going to push you to your limits so remember your safe words."
Daddy rubbed my erect nipples through my pink pjs and said, "I've been thinking a lot about how irresponsible, naughty, disobedient and down right childish your behaviour was last night. You know the rules regarding alcohol little girl and yet, you tried to sneakily do it whilst you thought I was away! So not only were you planning on breaking the rules but you were going to lie to Daddy."