All characters in this fictional story are 18 years or older.
This is 100% fiction and in no way taken from a real life situation.
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The hot summer had come on full force even though it was only the end of May. The heat of mid-day made the animals lethargic and Danae was just as uninspired. She stepped over the sleeping dog that was stretched out in front of her bedroom door.
"What I need is a quick dip in the pond and that should wake me up enough to finish my history essay," she thought as she gathered a towel from the hall linen closet and made her way down stairs.
Dressed in worn cut off jean shorts and a tight white tank top she slipped on her vans and strolled toward the path leading into the woods.
Danae lived deep in the mountains with her mother, Tera, and stepfather, Jake. Both were currently in town getting supplies. It was a two-hour drive in their truck to the nearest town so she didn't expect them home until dinnertime. She knew she had plenty of time to get her homework done for her online college course, get her chores done, and make dinner before they got back. Just thinking of the possible punishment if she didn't sent shivers down her spine.
Danae walked down the path taking in all the familiar sights. She felt happiest here in nature. She loved the way a hot day made the pine trees smell especially pungent. Even the rich smell of the forest soil smelled wonderful to her.
It was a 20-minute hike to the pond and by the time she reached it she had sweat rolling down her face and back. Danae slipped out of her shoes taking a big breath and feeling antsy to get in the cool crystal clear water.
With the nearest neighbor over five miles away she never worried about her modesty. She did feel a twinge of guilt knowing her mother would disapprove of her swimming naked, but that didn't stop her from shucking off her shorts and underwear in one smooth movement and then peeling her sweaty tank top over her head. She hadn't bothered with a bra since her mother wasn't around to be offended. She walked quickly down the small dock and took a running leap into the fresh cold mountain water.
Seconds later she broke the surface with a shout, "Damn that's cold."
Danae swam around exploring the pond she already knew so well. She looked for the turtles and frogs and chased fish with no hope of catching them. She loved to float on the surface with her long chestnut colored hair floating around her face like a mermaid. Her 36 C breasts bobbed at the surface, the sharp coldness making her dark nipples stand up like cattail reeds.
She drifted aimlessly watching the puffy white clouds morph into different shapes as they made their way across the blue sky.
It didn't take long for the cold water to suck all the heat from her body and she knew to get out when her hands and feet started to grow numb. Climbing the ladder attached to the dock she pulled her body out of the water. The water ran in streams down her lush tan body. She didn't have a skinny body like her mother. Hers was full of curves and softness that no amount of hard work could whittle down. Weeks of swimming nude meant no tan lines marred the beauty of her young skin. Of course none of this meant anything to Danae who had never watched T.V or seen a magazine. She was not inundated with popular culture telling her beauty meant tall and stick thin.
Danae grabbed her towel and spread it out on the warm wood dock. She lay down on her back thinking she would just dry off in the sun and warm up a bit before heading back.
The nineteen year old stared up with her emerald green eyes watching the clouds float lazily by and the branches wave in the light breeze. As she relaxed her mind drifted, as it often did, to thoughts of Jake. She liked Jake and even though she missed her Dad she was glad he had joined their family. Her mom seemed happier and Jake provided a buffer between her and her mom that made life better for Danae.
She and her mother had lived alone since her father died when she was 12. At least until her mom brought Jake home 2 years ago announcing he was her new Dad. She met him online and after "dating" for a year she flew to Nevada to meet him in the flesh. Two weeks later they flew back together, married. Jake was 11 years younger than her mom and ten years older than Danae. The age difference was not glaring since her mom looked much younger than her 40 years.
Her parents had met at Stanford when Tera was in her senior year. Her father was a social science professor and quite a bit older than Tera. After she graduated with her English literature degree they married and she found herself pregnant soon after that.
Both were concerned with the course humanity had taken. They abhorred war and the greedy corporations that suppressed basic human rights for bigger shareholder profits. They decided to get away from it all and raise their family without the influences of a corrupt society. Both made money writing books, articles, and online reviews so they could afford to isolate themselves. They kept their office locked to prevent any negative influence on their daughter.
It was only in the last year that Danae was allowed on the computer and even then the browser was locked on to her online college course web site.
Danae was home schooled and her parents provided her with a classical education. She knew Shakespeare with the same intimacy as any another teen knows the 'Twilight' series. She knew all the great artists and could tell you easily who painted what just by scanning it quickly. Her favorite artist was Gustav Klimt and not just because she was named after one of his paintings.
Her parents had always been strict with her but after her father died her mother become intolerant of any failure or infractions. She would spank her almost daily. She would use a wide variety of weapons. The most common were a wooden spoon, hairbrush, or a kitchen pan scrubber. The worse was a thin wipe-like branch that she kept in her closet.
When Jake arrived he was expected to step into the role of father completely, which in Tera's mind meant disciplinarian. While he reluctantly did what was expected of him he was nowhere as harsh as her Mom. He only used his hand saying that he should feel the punishment too otherwise how would he know when to stop.
Jake spent time getting to know her and included her in his various projects. He was often fixing up the house and yard and enjoyed showing her how to be handy. Last year for her 18th birthday he surprised her with building a small dock on her favorite pond.
Jake enjoyed wandering in the woods as much as Danae and used his studies when writing for several nature magazines. Danae never saw Jake as a father figure but as more of a friend and aside from dispensing her almost daily spankings he treated her as an equal too.
Danae held the image of Jake in her mind. She was confused about the way her body reacted to him. She had spent more than a few moments watching Jake chop wood. She was fascinated with the way the muscles of his back would ripple as he swung the axe. His shirtless chest would shine with sweat and watching the drops travel over his pecs and down his ripped abs made her heart speed up and her nipples tighten and ache.
Even more perplexing was the way her pussy would get wet and feel needy of something Danae couldn't name.
It was only last year that she discovered how to bring relief for the worst of the aching. This discovery had changed her life and she would never forget that day. After a long hike Danae had used a soft and fuzzy leaf to wipe herself after peeing in the woods. Later that day her privates felt itchy and hot. She couldn't stop from rubbing herself hoping for relief but instead found herself getting wetter and itchier. The accidentally brushed the little nub at the top of her lower lips while itching and felt a jolt rip through her.
In no time she learned how to use her fluids to wet the nub and then rubbed it vigorously in circles until she felt a wave of pleasure wash over her. This was the best feeling she had ever felt and even after her rash cleared she would rub her self into ecstasy almost daily. Danae didn't know what a clitoris was or that what she was experiencing was an orgasm.
She was almost like a child in that way since her parents had not given her any education on the sexual side of the human body. She had only gathered bits of knowledge from classic literature. She knew lady parts were sometimes called a cunt, quim or a chat. And that men had a stick called a tool, a cock or a maypole. She knew babies came out of the woman and that they were made when a man stuck his pole in the lady's hole. Writers seemed to spend a lot time describing a woman's cleavage and breasts so Danae figured that breasts were important to men. She didn't know much beyond that and constantly worried that her sexual feelings were a disease, a symptom of something wrong with her body.
Her mother had taught her to never ask questions about her body and to avoid touching her body except to bath and clean. Basically her mother taught her shame and to be wary of her body.
Another confusing change since Jakes arrival was how she felt during and after her spankings. Before, when her mother spanked her, she just felt pain and anger. All she wanted was for it to be over and her mom to leave her alone. But it was different with Jake.
Spankings were almost always giving shortly before dinnertime. Danae was convinced it was because her Mom wanted to add the punishment by forcing her to sit on a painful red bottom.
It would start with her mother announcing what her offences or failures of the day were and then she would be her to her room to prepare and wait.
Danae was expected to pull off her pants and underwear then lie face down on her bed waiting for Jake. The waiting added more humiliation and dreadful anticipation. She knew it was her mother that determined how long she had to wait since Jake always seemed reluctant to spank her and just wanted to get it over with.
When Jake first moved in he would spend most of the spanking time talking to her and give her only a few taps. But quickly Tera realized what was going on and that same night she used the thin branch on Danae. Jake knew then he wasn't doing her any favors going light.
Tera never watched Jake give the spankings but would occasional spot-check her bottom afterward to make sure it was red enough. Jake still tried his best to help Danae through the ordeal. He would spend time soothing her after the spankings were over and even bought a cooling gel, which he rubbed in to help with the pain.
Danae started to look forward to this time with Jake. She loved the feeling of him rubbing her back and petting her head. When he would rub the gel into her red swollen butt checks she had to bite her lip to keep from moaning. She found her body reacted the same as when she would watch him chop wood. Her pussy felt wet and achy every time. When Jake left the room she would quickly rub herself to relieve the ache and feel that wonderful bit of ecstasy. Then quickly she'd pull on a skirt and run down to dinner.
Her last thoughts as Danae drifted asleep on the dock that hot summer day were of Jake's wavy black hair, his piercing blue eyes, and his bulging sweaty muscles.
Danae woke up to a wet tongue lapping at her lips, cheeks, and ear. Startled she opens her eyes to her dog, Buster, looming over her naked form and licking her enthusiastically.
"Eww, stop it Buster."
As she becomes more alert Danae realizes the sun has moved across the sky and is making its descent. The panicked girl springs up, shoves into her clothes, and races up the trail to her home. She runs the entire way praying that something has delayed her mother, which will give her enough time to complete her chores and make dinner.
She is just bursting out of the woods when the truck pulls up to the front of the house. The look of despair on her face tells Tera everything she needs to know. Danae heaves deep breaths from her run and her stomach drops at what she knows is coming. It's bad. Maybe even worthy of the stick in her mothers mind. Danae finds her resolve and backbone. She will not beg.
