Daddy's Discipline
Disclaimer:Not real people, everyone is 18/18+
WREN
I laughed as I finished the mural of my dad's likeness on the backside of the gym. Then I sprayed a big red X through it, that would piss him off really good this time. I heard a noise and dropped my spray can and grabbed my bag bolting back over the fence and to my car. I cackled as the guard yelled from the other side of the fence while I zipped away, it didn't matter if he got my plate. Dad would know it was me, it's my art style.
I pulled up to the house and got out of my black Versa. Dad was standing on the front porch looking angry. His gray eyes narrowed and his salt and pepper hair messed from sleep, his bodybuilder frame tensed with anger.
"Where the fuck have you been?" He asked his arms crossed over his bare chest, my eyes raked over his abs and down the patch of graying black hair to the band of his sleep shorts. "Answer me Wren!" He snapped and I looked up at him and smirked.
"Working on an art project." I said nonchalantly as I pushed past him into the house, the spray cans clinking in my bag and the smell of it clear on my skin.
"Little bird! You better not have been at the school." He growled and I waved at him as I went up to have a shower and go to bed.
VAHN
I stared at the comical image of me and tried to breathe through my rage. The formerly brick building would have to be power washed multiple times now. At least she had done me the courtesy of putting the defacement on the back of the gym. I stormed back to my office, as principal I would have to make the phone calls to get this cleaned up.
I slammed the phone down and cursed. The cleaners said that a project of this size would take nearly a month to fix. I took a deep breath before I pressed the intercom next to the phone and paged my secretary. "Judy, get my daughter in here. Now!" I snapped and shut down the connection without waiting for a response.
The knock on my office door only sparked more anger. "Come in." I growled and in walked my eighteen year old nightmare. Her black hair pulled back in pigtails, her blue eyes outlined in a cat eye look that made them look big and innocent. She was wearing her uniform in an altered state, again. With the t-shirt tied at her belly and the skirt rolled up to her thighs.
"Wren." I said in a warning tone and she flipped me off. I snapped, it had been enough. I stood and walked around my desk towering over her.
"Daddy?" She said her eyes wide and scared suddenly, realizing too late she may have pushed too far.
"I've had ENOUGH little bird!" I shouted and grabbed her as I sat at the couch at the back of my office and yanked her over my knee.
"Daddy no! I'm sorry!" She yelped but it was too late my hand came down hard on her ass and there was a resounding smack in the room then another and another. Then there was a low female moan followed by a whimpered. "Don't stop, Daddy."
My eyes got wide as a very familiar scent hit my nose, one I loved, the smell of an aroused pussy. I realized my hand had drifted down as I had spanked my daughter. That I had slapped across her barely covered pussy, and that my hand was wet. I froze and took a deep breath and closed my eyes as my body reacted to the aroused and horny woman in my lap. My cock pulsed under her and I heard her whimper.
"Wren, get off my lap. Go home, you're suspended." I said and she leapt off my lap with a look of shame and rage on her face. She opened her mouth to say something but I cut her off.
"OUT! NOW!" I roared and she flew like her namesake out the door pulling her skirt down to cover herself as she went. I heard her give a single sob as she went and I closed my eyes tightly at the onrush of emotions I felt.
"Judy! Cancel the rest of my day. I'm going to the gym." I said and grabbed my gym bag from the floor of my office and rushed out the door.
WREN
Daddy didn't come home till late that night and when he did he didn't even talk to me, he just went straight to bed. I spent the rest of the week avoiding him. I had known the moment he had bent me over his knee I would react that way, it was a major kink I had.
Then the weekend finally came and we were stuck at the house together, and it was a holiday weekend so we had three whole days with no one but each other for company. I was getting dressed Saturday morning when there was a knock at my door. I finished pulling on my red halter top and adjusted my plaid miniskirt and opened the door. My dad was standing there looking shy and holding a plate of my favorite, French toast and whipped cream with berries.
"Listen, I think I crossed a line the other day. I just blew my top, and I shouldn't have. I'm sorry." He said and I gaped at him in shock.
'Was he apologizing to me?' I thought and looked from him to the food and back. He was actually apologizing to me.
"Daddy, um, about what happened. I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have let my, uh, inside thoughts out." I said and he nodded. His face was a mix of emotions I couldn't decipher.
"Let's just enjoy the weekend and pretend it didn't happen okay?" He said and handed me the plate. I took it and the fork he offered with a shy smile.
"Am I still suspended?" I asked and his expression soured, his gray eyes turning to a hard glare.
"Yes, little bird, and I'm clipping those wings too. You're also grounded. I've already taken your keys." He said and I realized how badly I had screwed up. He almost never took my keys. The last time he did that I had accidentally set fire to the Chem lab.
"Daddy, please. Not my keys, not Lucy." I whined pouting up at him with big blue eyes. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes there was something different in the way he looked at me.
"No, little bird. Not this time. Nothing you can do will change my mind." He said and walked out of my room and back to the kitchen. I snarled in rage and slammed my door.
'How dare he take Lucy away!' I thought in outrage. Then I grinned. "Nothing I can do huh?" I said as I sat at my desk and ate my breakfast, it was delicious and perfect brain food so I could make my plan.
Daddy was working at his computer in the living room when I came down, I had added stockings and some garters to my outfit drawing attention to my long legs and toned thighs. I plopped down on the opposite side of the couch as him and turned on cartoons while spreading out on the sofa. My feet were nearly in his lap.
"Hey, little bird, still mad at me?" He asked as he typed away. I sighed, the truth was I had done some major damage to the school, I probably deserved worse than what I was getting.
"No, you're probably doing me a favor by not calling the cops for vandalism." I said and he looked over at me, his eyes slid up my legs to where my skirt barely covered my crotch.
"Yes you are, but I wouldn't have called the police on you, Wren. I don't know what I would have done if this was worse, but not the cops." he told me and I smiled and slid my feet into his lap. He sighed and shut his laptop, his hands automatically fell to my feet and he started to rub. I groaned and flexed my toes as he dug his thumbs into the flat of my feet.
"Thanks daddy." I whispered, in a little bit too seductive of a tone. He paused for a second, then kept rubbing, ignoring my words.
"So which college do you plan to go to after graduation?" He asked as his hands caressed my ankles. I smiled and tugged my skirt up a little while he wasn't looking.
"Well I want to spend summer here with you, but I plan on going to the local uni. I don't want to have to pay rent so I planned on commuting from here." I told him and scooted toward him more as his hands began to massage my calves, he was lost in the action now. He always got absorbed in working out the muscles in my legs while we talked but he had never gone past my knee, but today would be different.
"So you plan on sticking with this old man till you graduate college?" He said with a smile as he worked my calves. I let out a little moan, the feeling of his hands working those muscles almost arousing. I could feel myself getting wet just from his touch.
"Why not? Especially with massages like this. Can you do my thighs? They've been sore." I said and scooted down more, laying my thighs across Daddy's lap and sighing as I closed my eyes and pretended to doze off. His breathing got heavier as his hands slid up my legs and his fingers began to dig into the muscles of my thighs. It started innocent at first, his fingers simply working the muscles of my lower thighs. Then slowly his hands moved upward. I tried not to let my breathing hitch as his finger brushed the bottom of my skirt. I pretended to be asleep as he raised my skirt and continued to massage my inner thigh.
"Oh, my little bird, what am I doing?" I heard him say under his breath then take a deep breath through his nose.
"You smell so good." He whispered as I felt his finger brush along my panties. He let out a long breath and whispered, "No, little bird, you can't be wet. Not for daddy. This is so bad." He whispered and I felt his fingers slide into my panties and slip into my slickness.
"So wet, oh gods, my baby is so wet. Please just keep sleeping." He whispered as he pressed a finger through the folds of my pussy then his fingers were gone. I cracked an eye and saw him smell my juices before putting his fingers in his mouth and moaning.
"Daddy? Do I taste good?" I purred and spread my legs to him. His eyes shot wide as his fingers fell from his mouth.
"Fuck, Wren. I...listen...i-" he didn't finish, he simply stood picking me up and plopping me back on the couch and walking out the front door. I growled, he had been so close to giving in. He had tasted me, he clearly enjoyed it. I got up and smiled. I slipped off my panties and placed them on his laptop, a little gift from me. I went to my room to start working in phase two.
VAHN
My body was screaming at me after the brutal workout I had put it through. It deserved some punishment after it had betrayed me today. I had molested my own daughter, and she had encouraged it. My head was a mess. I just hoped my body was too tired now to give into temptation. I walked into the house and looked to the couch to see if Wren was still there. She was gone but her panties were on my laptop, I groaned. I heard a splash and sighed, she was out in the pool. I walked out to the back porch, once again planning to apologize. I froze as her naked body flashed by me in the water.
