Daddy's Firm Hand
19-year-old Karen has always been a good girl, but she has a dark secret. She's jealous of her naughtier twin sister, Jenny, who receives spankings from their strict stepfather every time she misbehaves. Karen is dying to feel her Daddy's strong hand against her own backside. When her lust becomes more than she can bear, she decides it's time for this good girl to go bad! More
19-year-old Karen is the exact opposite of her twin sister Jenny. She's the good girl; Jenny is the wild child. But Karen has her own dark secrets; she's in love with their strict stepfather, Mark, and she's jealous of the spankings her sister receives for misbehaving. She desperately wants to feel her Daddy's strong hand against her own backside, and when her lust becomes more than she can bear, she decides it's time for this good girl to go bad!
WARNING: This short story (apprx. 8,000 words) is for adults only, and contains spanking, explicit sexuality, and lust between a stepfather and his horny stepdaughter!
She wondered if he could feel her heart pounding furiously. Finally she said, so quiet it was barely audible, "Would you show me?"
He pulled away slightly, looking down at her. "Show you what?"
"Show me...exactly what you did to Jenny." She couldn't meet his gaze. "It would make me feel better."
He laughed. "Are you saying you want me to spank you?"
"I-I just want to know that she's overreacting."
"Of course she is. Don't you think that would be a little inappropriate, Karen?"
She shrugged, still looking away, face bright red. He chuckled, seeming to be amused by the whole thing.
"Alright then, missy. If that's what you want." He pulled away. "Bend over that table."
She moved as if in a dream, feeling completely dazed. She couldn't believe this was really happening. Slowly, she walked toward the small table and bent over it, leaning her upper half against the surface.
"Lean forward more." He gripped her shoulder, guiding her. "Stretch your arms out so you can grip the opposite legs."
She had been hesitant to move at first, feeling paranoid about him seeing her in a position she had only dreamed about, but he forced her to move quicker. She scooted forward until she was stretching out as much as possible, the table digging into her hips, which were forced into the air, her breasts squished against the firm surface, and her hands finally gripped the opposite legs. She clung on for dear life.
"There you go. I had her up just like this." He pulled away. "Not so bad so far, is it?"
"N-no," she stuttered. Her legs were trembling. She had never felt so exposed. Her pussy was already aching.
"Now, I just used my open hand to spank her. Real quick, like this." He gave her a quick swat on the ass and her body jumped. She felt the full impact through her thin shorts and panties, her right cheek quivering from the blow.
"There. That didn't hurt too much, did it?"
"N-no," she stuttered. "But you said you did it with her pants pulled down."
She was glad she couldn't see his expression as he stared down at her vulnerable form, his silence making her anxious. "I suppose that's true," he said finally. "Are you sure you want me to do that, Kare?"
"Yes," she practically whispered.
"What was that?"
"Yes," she said, loudly.
Another pause. "Alright, then."