I walked the floor, where in the hell was she, I kept looking at the clock, she should have been home two hours ago. By now I couldn’t stand the sound of the TV so it was off, and only the sound of my foot steps and mumbling could be heard in the other wise silent home.
I was worried; we had expected her date to only go for about three hours, a nice meal at a restaurant, then to the motel, a fuck and back home. I kept looking at the phone, call me baby, let me know everything is ok. One of our rules was I would not call her unless it was a real emergency. God I was beginning to think maybe this was a real emergency and I should call. Yet I knew if I did and she was still enjoying the date she would be pissed and that would spoil the mood. But what the hell the mood was going to be spoiled anyway because I was so worried about her.
The first few hours I watched tv and tried not to think about what might be going on. I wanted to save all my sex drive for when she got home. The clock was ticking, I looked out the sliding door to the drive below, should I go looking for her, she told me the motel, but then what if I missed her? I had more questions and didn’t know for sure what to do, my mind kept saying all is well, she is having a really good time, she will be home. Yet part of me got scared by every moment, I looked at the clock, why do minutes move by so slow when you’re watching a clock. I picked up a book, tried to read but my mind wouldn’t focus.
I went to the bath room and drained the old radiator as I walked down the hall the door opened. My fears were for nothing, and my heart leaped with joy. I almost ran to her, her face flushed and a grin. I kissed her deeply, then stepped back, you been a bad girl, I taste it on your mouth.
No, I wasn’t bad, I promise, I didn’t do nothing. ………. Don’t lie to me girl, I see the sticky stuff in your hair, look at this matted blond hair, look, I picked up a small mirror of the table, see the dried cream on your cheek and lips, don’t lie to me, your just a slut.
No daddy I promise I wouldn’t lie to you. Its not cream on my face, I ate a doughnut that is all.
You lying little bitch, you think I can’t tell the difference between cum and sugar. She giggled, well was sugar to me.
I sit down on the couch, get over here, you know what your going to get now for lying to daddy and being a slut *****. Everyone will be talking about us, how you been out sucking some dick.
She bowed her head low and walked over to me….Please daddy not that, it hurts and really I didn’t do anything.
Stop denying it bitch. You were supposed to be home hours ago, I have worn out a good pair of shoes in worry and you cum in looking like a street *****. Look at that your blouse is partly unbuttoned; you let some boy feel your tits didn’t you?
She stood before me tears welling in her eyes, I ripped open her top, and the huge beautiful tits fell out. Look I accused, almost yelling, there are hickies I see teeth marks, you let him suck your tits, you’re a cunt. Bend over.
She bent over my lap, I lifted her skirt and took my hand and slapped that ass, the gee string was all the way up the ass crack. I pulled her legs apart, she resisted and I slapped that bare ass harder. Don’t you try to stop me from giving you the beating you deserve you little *****. I slipped the legs wide and slid my finger in the little patch of cloth in between her legs, my finger came out covered in thick almost clear not fluid.
I was worried; we had expected her date to only go for about three hours, a nice meal at a restaurant, then to the motel, a fuck and back home. I kept looking at the phone, call me baby, let me know everything is ok. One of our rules was I would not call her unless it was a real emergency. God I was beginning to think maybe this was a real emergency and I should call. Yet I knew if I did and she was still enjoying the date she would be pissed and that would spoil the mood. But what the hell the mood was going to be spoiled anyway because I was so worried about her.
The first few hours I watched tv and tried not to think about what might be going on. I wanted to save all my sex drive for when she got home. The clock was ticking, I looked out the sliding door to the drive below, should I go looking for her, she told me the motel, but then what if I missed her? I had more questions and didn’t know for sure what to do, my mind kept saying all is well, she is having a really good time, she will be home. Yet part of me got scared by every moment, I looked at the clock, why do minutes move by so slow when you’re watching a clock. I picked up a book, tried to read but my mind wouldn’t focus.
I went to the bath room and drained the old radiator as I walked down the hall the door opened. My fears were for nothing, and my heart leaped with joy. I almost ran to her, her face flushed and a grin. I kissed her deeply, then stepped back, you been a bad girl, I taste it on your mouth.
No, I wasn’t bad, I promise, I didn’t do nothing. ………. Don’t lie to me girl, I see the sticky stuff in your hair, look at this matted blond hair, look, I picked up a small mirror of the table, see the dried cream on your cheek and lips, don’t lie to me, your just a slut.
No daddy I promise I wouldn’t lie to you. Its not cream on my face, I ate a doughnut that is all.
You lying little bitch, you think I can’t tell the difference between cum and sugar. She giggled, well was sugar to me.
I sit down on the couch, get over here, you know what your going to get now for lying to daddy and being a slut *****. Everyone will be talking about us, how you been out sucking some dick.
She bowed her head low and walked over to me….Please daddy not that, it hurts and really I didn’t do anything.
Stop denying it bitch. You were supposed to be home hours ago, I have worn out a good pair of shoes in worry and you cum in looking like a street *****. Look at that your blouse is partly unbuttoned; you let some boy feel your tits didn’t you?
She stood before me tears welling in her eyes, I ripped open her top, and the huge beautiful tits fell out. Look I accused, almost yelling, there are hickies I see teeth marks, you let him suck your tits, you’re a cunt. Bend over.
She bent over my lap, I lifted her skirt and took my hand and slapped that ass, the gee string was all the way up the ass crack. I pulled her legs apart, she resisted and I slapped that bare ass harder. Don’t you try to stop me from giving you the beating you deserve you little *****. I slipped the legs wide and slid my finger in the little patch of cloth in between her legs, my finger came out covered in thick almost clear not fluid.
