“What a terrible day,” Linda babbled on her cell phone as she walked up the sidewalk to her house, “I mean it’s not like I didn’t study for the test and I still only get a B.”
She fumbled in her purse for the key to the house.
“I know it’s a B but you don’t understand my parents. If I don’t get an A I get punished,” she slid the key into the door and slowly slid it open.
“Alright I have to go. I’m home,” she clicked off the phone.
“Mommy? I’m home,” she called out but didn’t hear any response.
She dropped her books off at the door and walked up the stairs, unsure how she was going to break it to her parents that she only got a B on her midterms. She wondered how she would be punished this time, curfew, grounding, car privileges. She was the only one she knew who was 18 and still getting grounded and it was starting to embarrass her.
Click!
She paused on the stairs, “What was that?” she whispered though nobody was there to hear her.
“Mom?” she asked, “Is that you?”
“In here honey,” the sweet voice of her mother rang out from her parent’s bedroom and Linda’s body almost suddenly relaxed.
She walked to the bedroom door and slowly opened it, still nervous about how to explain her poor test score.
Linda let out a shrill shriek seeing her father mounted on top of her mother. She quickly turned her head, “Mom, I didn’t know!” she started. “I mean I didn’t know that Daddy was in here,” she moved her hands over her eyes and fumbled for the doorway. “I’m so sorry,” she blathered.
“It’s okay,” her father answered. “It was your mother’s fault, she should have told you, I took the day off. Oh you feel so good Caroline,” he moaned and then looked up at Linda “How did you do on your big test?”
Linda paused, almost paralyzed.
“Ok,” she stammered, “I mean, well, I…” her words trailed off.
“What?” her dad asked forcefully.
“I got a B.” Linda collapsed her head into her hands. “I don’t know what happened. I studied and everything. I tried to hard.” She heard her mother’s moans as the bed creaked underneath her.
“You know what this means don’t you?” her father asked. “You do know.”
Linda started to sob but was unable to leave the room. “Yes, I’m so sorry I let you down. Please I’m 18 now, can’t I just feel bad and not be punished?” she continued sobbing.
“Come here,” her father commanded. “Right now.”
Linda didn’t know what to do. She was so scared that she got the B but she was frightened at her father.
“You’re naked, please daddy, what are you doing? You’re scaring me,” she cried out.
“Get over here right now,” he again commanded, sliding off his wife.
Caroline sat up and moved in closer to John.
“We talked about this honey. John, I’m sorry, your father, and I decided that you weren’t spending enough time working at school and too much time socializing,” Linda’s mother scolded her young daughter. “We want you to devote all of your time to school. No more boys. No more late nights. Do you understand?”
Linda slowly moved towards the bed, looking away from her nude parents. “I am 18 mother. Please, I should be able to do what I want.”
“Not well you’re living in my house,” her father said sternly. “You live by our rules.”
Linda started to cry uncontrollably, the stress of the day overwhelming her. “Please stop this. You don’t understand, I don’t know anyone else who is my age who gets grounded or, or,” she stammered, “or spanked. It’s so humiliating.”
“We know, it must be hard honey,” her mother responded softly. “Please, we’re only doing what’s best for you. That’s why we’re doing this.”
Linda looked away scared, her mothers hand reaching out for hers, slowly caressing it. She could see her father standing up on the bed so she tried to look away even more, not wanting to see him like this, naked.
“Linda, I think you need your punishment,” he said as he slowly walked towards her. Linda shifted uncomfortably being so close to her father while he was undressed.
“No spankings, please daddy,” Linda pleaded.
“Oh no, dear, not any more. You’re old enough not to be spanked.” He moved even closer to her. She could feel the heat from his body through he clothes as he slowly reached out his hands and gently caressed her breasts through her blouse.
“Daddy!” she screamed. “What are you doing?!”
“We’re both naked dear, it’s okay. We’re going to make it so you don’t need to go out with boys until all hours of the night,” her father answered as his hands slowly pulled the blouse up over her head, her soft white cleavage bristling with goose bumps as it is revealed to the cool air.
Linda was frightened. She looked at her mother who was now slowly moving towards her fumbling with the zipper on her skirt.
“It’s okay honey,” her mother reassured her.
Linda whimpered silently as her skirt dropped to the floor, shortly followed by her panties and bra.
Nervously she stood in front of her parents naked for the first time as an adult, not knowing what they wanted or why.
“What? What are you doing?” Linda asked, her hands reaching out to cover her most private parts. “Please you can’t do this,” she cried.
Her father slid up to her, she could feel his hard cock pressing into her, his hot breath getting closer and closer to her mouth. “Kiss me honey,” he half asked half commanded.
