The following is a work of fiction. All characters are at least eighteen years of age. The following story contains some non-consensual sex, so stop reading if that offends you.
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Shelly entered her room bewildered. She was shaking from the shock of her father discovering her and her brother engaged in oral sex. Now she was alone in her room, naked, covered in her and her brother's cum, and she could hear her dad screaming at her brother. She couldn't take hearing her brother get chewed out for something that was equally her fault. She jumped in the shower and washed away the sex, shame, and guilt.
Luckily, the running water was loud enough to drown out her father's screaming. The hot water had a calming effect on her. Eventually her mind stopped thinking about her angry father and instead started to relive the wondrous feelings that she had just experienced with her brother. Her hand subconsciously slipped to her smooth young pussy as she remembered how it felt when her brother had licked her.
She slipped a finger into her still sopping pussy as she remembered what it felt like to stretch her mouth around her brother's thick cock. She brought herself to the brink of orgasm before her world was shattered by loud banging on her door.
"When you get out of the shower, we need to have a talk, missy!" her dad yelled.
She turned off the water, stepped out of the shower and slowly dried off. She was dreading what was about to take place. She had grown up fearing her father's outbursts. He was the kind of person that didn't get mad often, but when he did, he would erupt with a tidal wave of emotion that nobody would want to be in the middle of. Lately he had been a distant figure in her life. He was working so much that she rarely even saw him, and now after not really talking to him in eons she would have to sit down and discuss such an intimate topic.
She put on a pair of yellow soccer shirts and an old t-shirt of hers that had worn thin from all of the washings. She glanced out of the window as she went to the door and saw a yellow cab parked out front. Her dad and the cabbie were helping her brother into the back seat. He glanced up helplessly at her window. His pathetic gaze brought tears to her eyes and she had to look away.
She walked away from the window, sat at her desk and waited. She crossed her slender legs and tapped her foot nervously. It was not long afterwards that she heard the front door slam shut and her father's heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. They stopped at her door, and then a loud knock startled her before her dad walked in. He was still wearing a dark blue business suit from work, but he had removed the jacket, and loosened his collar and tie. His hair was not the perfect coif anymore, and his face showed an emotion she rarely saw with him: anger.
"What the hell were you thinking?" Her father growled.
"Do you have any idea what affect your actions have on me? I know you have been on your own lately. I know I have been overwhelmed at work, but I thought that you had enough common sense to make good decisions. Now I come home and find you and your brother engaged in God knows what."
Shelly sat dumbfounded. She didn't know what to say.
"So what do you have to say for yourself?"
"I...I". She was at a complete loss of words.
"I was just trying to help out Joe. It was torture for him to be in casts. I even read some medical blogs about how painful it can be for a male who can't ejaculate. So I just wanted to help him out." It felt good to get it all out.
"So you helped him out by jacking him off?"
"Well it wasn't really like that. I would put up a sheet and it was actually a very clinical process."
"But when I found you guys, you were both naked and covered in each other's juices. How can you explain that?" Her father had his arms crossed, and his anger was radiating towards her.
"That just kind of got out of hand. We were drinking."
"My alcohol I presume."
"And I don't know, we were going to watch a movie, and I clicked the menu for past purchases, and all of this porn that I guess you ordered showed up." Her father looked shocked.
"How did those show up?"
"We were going to watch a documentary that I ordered earlier and all of your orders showed up." Shelly saw an opportunity to take the blame off of herself and she ran with it.
"There was a lot of porn ordered dad, and most of them involved young girls that were my age. What's going on?"
There was a long pause as her father shifted nervously.
"It's OK, Daddy." Shelly tried to deflect some more. "You have been hard at work providing for us, and you have needs too." She batted her light colored eyelashes at her father and her big blue eyes penetrated his. "Maybe we all just need some help getting release in this house." Her hands traced her diminutive form. She couldn't believe what she was doing, but she thought she could steer her dad away from punishing her. Also, the idea of her dad watching all of the young girls in the movies turned her on. What if she were to jack off her own dad? The thought was so wrong that it turned her on.
"Did watching all of those young girls turn you on?"
Her father nodded slowly.
"Does my skimpy outfit turn you on?"
Her father nodded again. She could see the anger drain from his face and start to be replaced with another emotion.
"One of the videos was of a dad spanking his daughter. Maybe that is what I need. Maybe I should be disciplined a bit, Daddy?" Shelly couldn't believe what she was saying to her father, but all of the experiences recently had awoken a lust inside of her.
What was his daughter saying? Asking to be spanked??? Did she harbor some of the same forbidden desires that he had? "Well, I guess I will have to make up for my lack of discipline lately. Stand up, young lady."
Shelly slowly stood before her dad.
"Now bend over and grab the desk with your hands. It's time to give you a spanking that is long overdue."
