"I don't want to deal with this now. Too much stress for one day; just go up to your room and we'll talk about your grades in a few minutes." says your father
"Dad, I can explain things..."
"...I don't want to deal with your BS excuses," he says enraged, "When you were younger i could get away with spanking your bottom and you'd learn your lessons. You're too old for that sort of thing, so go to your room."
You think to yourself how kinky it would be to be bent over a grown man's knees and spanked. The thought of a man's hand hitting you firmly across your cheeks making them nice and red and sensitive... you get turned on by the thought. Maybe it would be a good idea to go up to your room and get that frustration out. You give your father an innocent smile and head up the stairs to your room.
Once in your room you shut the door behind you and toss yourself on the bed. You squirm out of your jeans and push your shirt up above your bare breasts; with one hand you begin to knead your breasts and flick your nipples until they're hard. You suck on two of the fingers of the hand that isn't busy; all the while thinking of being spanked good and hard and then being allowed to suck the man's cock to show you learned your lesson and will be a good girl. You lower your two now moist fingers down to your panties and start maassaging your clit and playing with your pussy lips.
Just than you hear your door creak and look up to see if its your dad... no one there so you start fingering yourself. 'Wanna get myself off before daddy comes up to talk to me' you think. Thinking of your dad, you wonder what it would be like if he was the one spanking your ass. You move your fingers in and out even quicker now.
"Excuse me..." says your father, "What do you think you're doing?" |