She thanks him for "Her Punishment"
Sunlight is pouring into the room as her eyes open to the day. She is alone, having never been happy waking that way, she looks around the room for him. No one there, she is indeed alone, climbing out of the large bed she walks through the house, looking, searching the rooms, no one else is there. As she walks past the large sliding door to the backyard, she sees him. Laying on a chase lounge between the pool and the hot tub, soaking up the sun. He is naked except for sunglasses, the remote house is ideal for spending the day in the nude around the yard. She watches and admires his body, remembering how it felt last night.
Last night was amazing, she had never been taken like that, punished for a simple no. And what a punishment, she had no idea that being restrained and controlled by a man would turn her on so much. Today, she decided, she would show him that she was sorry for the no. She wanted to dive hard and deep into the life he had talked about, when they met at the club. Today, she would show him how much she wanted this, and please him in the best way she new how. She went back to the bedroom and looked through her bag. She had been on the road since she left her moms house a week before. Her new step-dad had shown what she was in for if she stayed and she was not into him in the least. She left the day after he moved in. Now she wanted to start a new life, the one they had talked about at length last night.
Looking through the bag of clothes, she found what she was looking for. He had made it clear he liked the little country girl look. From the bag she pulled out a pair of daisy dukes that exposed her lips, a sleeveless mid-drift top and a pair of crotchless, french cut panties. After getting dressed and putting on just a tiny touch of make-up, she pulled her hair into the pigtails he said were his favorite look and stood to look at herself in the mirror. She looked the part, light brown hair, light blue eyes and dressed to please, she headed out to the deck around the pool.
As she approaches the pool she can tell he is asleep so she decides to wake him her favorite way. She skips toward him like the little girl she is for him and as she gets to the foot of his lounger, she lowers her eyes and sinks to her knees. She tilts her head a little sideways and calls him, "Daddy, are you awake, my sweet Master?" She raises her hand to caress his calves and calls again, "Please Daddy, will you look at me?"
