It was the following Wednesday when Mr. Vince called. He sounded normal, as if Saturday night hadn't happened and he asked me to babysit again this Friday. I said okay and went back to fantasizing about seeing him again.
Since last Saturday, I couldn't get the memory of his cock deep inside me out of my head. I'd tried everything, but somehow, i always found myself daydreaming of him with my hand between my thighs.
The week couldn't end fast enough. I was way too excited to see my daddy and get naughty for him. I was dressed in tight leggings, that hugged my long legs (im 5'7) and showed off my perky ass as well as a low cut top that presented my best assets, my DDs, when i walked up to Mr. Vince's house.
"Hi Nina, thanks again for giving up your Friday night. Have a good time with the kids! I should be home around 10," Mr. Vince said as he walked out the door.
I was so confused, why was he acting so normal? He left without a single lingering look in my direction, as if last week he hadn't have had his cock inside my various orifices.
I didn't have time to waste on analyzing Mr. Vince at the moment, his kids kept me plenty busy. After they had been fed and entertained, I put them to bed and went downstairs to resume my contemplations about Mr. Vince. Maybe he thought it was a mistake? Maybe I wasn't hot enough for him or bad in bed? Maybe, I just needed to get his attention. I resolved to be a bad little girl, and try and get daddy's attention when he came home.
"Hey, Dan," i called up a guy who had been dying to get in my pants recently, "I'm babysitting but I'm so bored. Wanna come over and keep me company? The kids are asleep and we could watch netflix?" He happily agreed and was on his way as we were hanging up. Good, i thought, no way Mr. Vince could ignore me breaking a rule like this.
When Dan arrived, we settled into the tv room, cuddled on the couch. I let him start kissing me and feeling me up, it was 9:40 and Mr. Vince would be home soon. He had his hand up my shirt and his tongue in my mouth when we heard the garage door.
"Shit, shit," Dan said, detaching himself from me, startled by the sound of the garage. "Is that your boss, we're screwed."
I smirked, I certainly hoped so. I helped Dan straighten up the couch blankets so it appeared innocent enough. I had to play this right if i wanted daddy's attention.
"What the hell is this?" Mr. Vince exclaimed, entering the tv room. "Who the hell are you?"
"Sorry, sir. My name is Dan and I'm a friend of Nina's. We were just hanging out. I swear sir, nothing happened." Dan stammered.
"Nina, care to explain?" Mr. Vince said.
"I'm so sorry sir. I guess after the kids went up I got kinda lonely and scared being in this big quiet house so I called Dan. I'm so sorry I broke your rule," I pleaded.
"Dan, get the hell out of my house. Nina, we're going to discuss this." Mr. Vince sighed.
"Yes sir, sorry again, sir." Dan said as he gave me a guilty look and left.
"Nina, what were you thinking, having a stranger in my house with my kids asleep upstairs?" Mr. Vince said, angrily.
"I'm so sorry, sir. It won't ever happen again." I pleaded.
He sighed and looked me up and down. "Damn right it won't happen again," he said, "You deserve to be taught a lesson, Nina. You've been very bad, and now I have no choice but to punish you."
I was jumping with joy inside. "Yes, sir."
"Go to the guest room," he said, referring to a room on this floor, far from his sleeping kids. "I expect you to be stripped of everything except your panties and kneeling by the door when i come in. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir." I said, getting up from the couch and following his directions.
I entered the guest room and left my clothes in a pile on the dresser. I had just settled on the floor, kneeling, when i heard footsteps approaching the room.
"Head down." Mr. Vince commanded as he stepped in the room. I obeyed and averted my eyes to my knees. I heard, rather than saw, him walk closer to me, surveying me in a circle.
"Do you know why you're here, slut?" He asked.
"Yes sir, because i disobeyed you." I said, speaking to my knees.
"You may look up, now. Answer again."
"Because I disobeyed you, sir."
"Yes, and now you will be punished." He walked over to the closet and dug out a bag from the back. He placed the bag on top of the dresser and then ordered me to stand. "Come, slut. Bend over my knee." He sat on the edge of the bed.
I did as he asked as his arm came down to rest on my lower back, to hold me down.
"You deserve this spanking, slut. I want to hear you count them, understand?"
"Yes sir," i complied as his palm started running up the back of my thighs. He moved his hand higher until it was resting on my butt cheek. I prepared myself for the pain when i suddenly felt an absence of his hand. Smack. His hand came down hard on my right cheek.
"One." I said, feeling the sting of his palm and my already reddening ass.
He smacked me harder. "You forgot to thank me, slut."
"Sorry, sir. One, thank you, sir." I said, wincing at the pain.
"Good girl," he mused, as his palm struck my ass again.
"Two, thank you sir."
After 8 more spanks, my ass was stinging and bright red. Mr.Vince rubbed it as he said, "Good slut. I think you learned your lesson for now. Get on the bed on all fours."
I did as he asked. After a couple of minutes, I felt the bed shift with his weight and a blindfold was placed over my eyes. "Don't worry, baby girl. Daddy's gonna take good care of you."
I relaxed a bit as a felt his weight shift off the bed. I could hear him going through that bag on the counter, but was left without the ability to see anything. I suddenly felt his lips on my ass, kissing it and licking it, even playfully biting.
"Daddy's little girl has such a nice ass." he mused. I moaned in reply and arched back into him. He chuckled and started kissing my inner thighs, moving his head between my legs. I felt his tongue flick against my pussy lips and I shivered.
