It was an overly warm spring day so daddy's slutty slave decided to slip into a cool shower. As the water ran like silk down her slender body she began to hum a favorite song closing her eyes she ran her hands slowly across her nipples felling them harden and tingle with great pleasure. She began swaying her hips slowly causing her thighs to gently rub together, her pussy begins to ache. Daddy never allowed his slave to pleasure herself unless permission was given. If she were to be caught she would be punished.
Daddy had left early that morning to work as usual and wouldn't be back till late, or so she thought.
As the shower cooled her body she started thinking of her daddy sliding his big hard cock down her throat, slowly rubbing her hot wet pussy she watched the images play in her mind.
While lost in her day dream daddy came home early to surprise his slave with flowers and a nice quiet evening. Daddy walked in, called her name but got no answer. He started searching the house; during his search he heard a noise from the bathroom on the main floor. He quietly opened the door, looking thru the steamed up glass shower door he could see an outline of her figure; he quickly realized she was pleasuring herself and the noises he heard was her moans.
Daddy grew angry instantly, he waited till she was finished then when she opened the door to fetch her towel she realized she had been busted. Leaning against the counter daddy asked if she had fun. She couldn't move, speak or think. Standing with her mouth open she shook her head yes, knowing that was a stupid thing to do daddy told her to dry off and meet him in the living room.
In the living room daddy was standing near the big window watching the blue and maze Michigan flag swag back and forth in the light breeze. She stood just inside the door and said "yes daddy". Daddy turned and looked at her his eyes were black as midnight and full of flaming anger. He asked her why, then when he didn't get an answer started to take off his belt.
He asked her what the rule was, and in an almost whisper she recited the rule and apologized for her behavior. Daddy didn't except her apology because she knew the rules, but felt he had himself to blame for the long hours spent working instead of at home with his slave.