Message-ID: <18323eli$9812270431@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/18323.txt> From: lacywhite1@aol.com (Lacywhite1) Subject: Repost: Sarah's Father Pt. 2 M/F Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <19981226141931.14557.00002129@ng116.aol.com> The following story involves a father and his 28 yr old daughter. Please do not read if this type of story offends you or you are under 18.... Sarah’s Father Part II Sarah woke up and found herself in her fathers chair alone. She blushed when she remembered how her father had made her stand in front of him while he looked at her pussy. she didn’t know if she could handle the way he treated her when she lived at home before. he had been so strict with her. And he always made her feel ashamed and embarrassed. And now it was after 12:00, she knew her father demanded his lunch on time each day. She quickly went into the kitchen and made him some scrambled eggs and toast. She was just finishing up when he came in. What the hell do you call this Sarah? he bellowed. Sarah felt her tummy drop. She felt like she was going to wet her pants. her fathers voice could always trigger different responses in her body that she had no control over. I...I...didn’t wake up in time to make your lunch Daddy, I had to cook something fast so you could have it in time. her father silently picked up his plate and took it to the garbage disposal. Sarah felt tears running down her face as she watched him. Now make my lunch Sarah! Sarah silently got up and took the hamburger from the refrigerator. She made a salad and a hot vegetable and put he meal in front of him. she made a salad for herself and sat down across from him. You understand that I’m going to punish you Sarah, don’t you? Sarah felt her tummy drop again she stopped eating and looked down at her plate. “Sarah”, did you hear what I said? Sarah nodded never looking up from her plate. Tears were running down her face faster now and she could see them splashing on the lettuce. Her father continued eating as he described how he was going to punish her. I’m going to take your panties down Sarah and bend you over this table since this is where you tried to feed me that slop you called lunch. Sarah never felt such a strong impulse to run as she did while he was talking, but she remained frozen in her chair. her father continued eating. he was really enjoying himself. He never imagined it was going to be so easy to completely dominate her again. She was so well trained when she was younger, and she went and left him for that worthless piece of s--- husband of hers. The thought of that creep touching his Sarah made him angry. He slammed down his fork and said “stand up Sarah, come here. Sarah stood up on shaking legs and walked over to her father. he told her to clear the table and come back and stand in front of him. Sarah quickly did as she was told. She stood next to him. His eyes scanned her body. in just a few seconds he was going to have her bare bottom in front of him. Just like old times. He hoped she would wet her pants like she did when she was younger. It showed him just how much control he had over her. Sarah felt so emotional all she could do was stand sobbing in front of her father. “Turn around” he commanded harshly. Sarah turned and felt his hand on her back pushing her so she was leaning over the table. He lifted her shirt up and tucked it into the top part of her dress. Sarah felt her dress being lifted up and now she cold feel he daddies fingers in the waistband of her panties. She felt him pulling her panties down so that they were bunched up at her knees. She felt ashamed to have her daddy looking at her bare bottom again. She never thought shed have to go through this again. Her father looked at his daughters ass, admiring it for the first time, again. Sure, it was fleshier than it used to be but it was his again. He’d have her screaming and crying in just a few minutes. he wanted to take the time to savor the moment. Sarah’s father walked over to the stove and picked up the spatula. He always felt that the punishment should fit the crime. A good spanking with the instrument that she used to cook for him with was the perfect choice. He knew Sarah would remember the spanking everytime she cooked a meal. He lifted the spatula up high an brought it crashing down on her bottom. Again and again he spanked he, over and over. He watch as her ass turned bright red, then white and finally he saw some purple. Sarah was sobbing and crying and begging him to stop. it was music to his ears. She deserved this spanking and many more, he’d see to it. He was punishing her for much more than a rotten lunch. Sarah felt relieved when she saw he was going to spank her with the spatula. it didn’t look like it could hurt very bad. She had never been more wrong in her life. He spanked her over and over. At first it stung, then her bottom began to feel like it was on fire, and now it was worst kind of throbbing pain. Sarah felt hysterical. daddy...please stop...Daddy please...Oww..daddy it hurts...I..I can’t take anymore....She couldn’t even talk after a while. Her father felt something wet on his foot and he knew he had taken her back to the place she was before she married the louse. She was so totally his sub that she had no control over her own body. he stopped spanking her and watched as she peed on the floor. Satisfied, he left the room. Part of the punishment was to treat her coldly until she came to him and begged to be forgiven. he would be waiting....... -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/>----<http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>