She felt the warm sun on her skin, waking up slowly this morning. Stretching, or trying to, she suddenly realized that she was tied to the bed. Her arms and legs secured. She tried to look, blinking a few times, frightened by the completed darkness. Shifting her head side to side, finally understanding that not only was she trapped, but, blindfolded as well. Her heart raced, her breathing quickened. She feared calling out if only because she didn't know who did this to her. Someone had to have broken in their house. She tried to feign sleep.
She knew it did not work when she heard a small chuckle and the side of the bed dip down. She felt a hand caress along her body, it dawned upon her that the hand was touching bared skin. The hand stopping just along the rise of her ass. She felt a heat along her body, as someone leaned over her.
It took a moment for it to register, as he began to speak in a very menacing tone. "You have been a very bad, my baby girl. Did you not think I would find out about that boy? Did you think it was ok to be doing those things in my house, just because you were suddenly 18?" His last question punctuated by a harsh slap to my ass.
I still could not quite believe it, a questioning tone following my surprised scream, "Daddy? What are you doing? What are you talking about?" I was not going to admit a thing, because there was nothing he could know. We had been very quiet the last week or so. He was sound asleep on those nights when my boyfriend had snuck in my window, and left long before the morning.
Another harsh spank warmed my ass, as he answered. "This is my house, I know everything. I knew that video camera would come in handy. I have watched those videos. I watched you kissing him, letting him touch you. I watched you suck his cock. " Another cruel spank to my body pushed my hips into the bed as I tried to avoid the sting. "Did you like the taste of his cum, baby girl? Did you like it when he played with your little pussy?"
I did not answer, because I could not tell him the truth, and he would know I was lying otherwise. He continued spanking me, as if I were a child. My ass was on fire, not an inch of pale flesh was spared the heat of his palm. As the spanking winded down, he finally spoke again, his large hand softly stroking the reddened flesh. I was glad for the fact I could not see his face, and hoping that the heat I felt would not show in my face as well.
His fingers seemed to accidentally slide between my thighs, all I could hope was that he did not notice how wet I had become. But it was not to happen, I knew as I heard him speak again, harshly, his own breath quickened by the exertion.
"Look at you, you are becoming such a little slut, baby girl. Sucking on cocks, letting a boy touch you, getting wet like a common whore after a spanking." His fingers suddenly more insistent at my slickened folds. I felt his thumb slide into my virgin pussy, his hand closing over the top of my mound, as he leaned closer, his body against mine.
I blinked behind the blindfold, feeling the hard length of his cock pressing against my hip. "This is mine. You live in my house, you eat my food, you wear clothes that I bought... Everything in this house is mine, including your body. I will not have you running around like a common tramp, spreading your legs for any boy. Do you understand, baby girl?"
I could only nod. I did not trust my voice at all, nor did I really understand yet what he was saying. His thumb started moving in my tight hole, the silken walls gripping wetly; I almost thought it was by accident.
We had been alone here for the last few years and I had not known him much longer than that. I did know, or at least thought I knew, that he had not been out with anyone since it had become just us. Maybe it was just an excuse to explain away what was happening. Finally finding my voice, I asked softly... "Daddy... Daddy... what are you doing?"
He paused for a moment, perhaps... but that was it, before his thick fingers arched back and found my hardened clit. Toying with it as his thumb continued to stroke. "Are you still a virgin, baby girl? Or did you give that to some boy too?" I shook my head... "No Daddy... no one did that... I wouldn't do that"
I bit back a the question, total confusion taking hold, as he slid a pillow under my hips. "We'll just see about that, " was all he said before he moved between my thighs. I felt mortified as I felt his hands pulling apart my embarrasingly swollen folds. I felt the heat of his breath as he leaned in, as if examining me. I tried to move forward; his hands tightened punishingly upon my thighs. His tongue drug over the slick folds. This time what I bit back was any sound.
I could feel and hear his moans as his licks became more intense. I tensed, not wanting to arch into it, even though it was feeling better than anything. His lips closing around my clit, suckling on it, nipping it.
My body tightening, a spiraling bundle of need taking over all thought. I was hovering just on that edge of something wonderful, something that couldn't be denied. I heard the soft begging, not even realizing it was my voice at first; "Please... please Daddy.. please"
And then he shoved two thick fingers into me; curling them as they massaged furiously. My whole world seemed to explode. My pussy clenching around his fingers as they continued to torment. Finally slowing, I was allowed to come down from the high only a moment before I felt him moving again, rising up.
