it. It’s way past curfew! Get in the house!”
I walked into the house and Daddy stepped aside to let me in.
“A pretty girl like should not be out so late!” Daddy exclaimed.
I looked down at my feet as I replied, “I’m sorry Daddy. I wasn’t thinking.”
“Look at me when you’re talking to me.” he said in a commanding voice.
I looked up and stared into his deep brown eyes. I couldn’t help but smile as I looked at him . I imagined that now I was in the house he was taking a better look at the rest of me.
“That’s better,” he said staring back at me, “I like to see your eyes when I’m talking to.”
We both stood there for what felt like an age, staring into each other eyes. This was getting a bit intense. I felt butterflies in my stomach.
“I’m the father around here and I don’t appreciate when my little girl breaks her curfew ,” he said breaking the silence.
“I’m sorry Daddy,” I replied giggling nervously.
“Stop laughing Piper! You should know better than to come home late and then act all sassy in front of me.”
“So, what are you going to do about it?” I replied in a challenging tone. I looked him straight in the eyes and bit my lower lip.
“You aren’t too old for a spanking, or seeing as your Mom isn't here I could even put these handcuffs on you and lock you upstairs!” He said producing handcuffs from his back pocket.
Handcuffs? I thought. Why does he have handcuffs?
“I bet you’d really like that Daddy.”
“I probably would, I bought these handcuffs especially for you Piper.”
I was now really getting turned on by my Daddy.
“What are you going to do to me Daddy?”
“Piper , turn around, bend over and hold your ankles.”
I turned around and bent over, holding my ankles as ordered. I deliberately took my time to make sure he got a good look at my ass. I bet he would appreciate it more than my Mom's saggy butt.
“What now Daddy?” I asked.
“This is for your own good Piper.” he said as he suddenly smacked my ass hard with his hand.
“Ow! That hurt Daddy!” I yelled.
“Stand up and face the wall!” Daddy ordered.
I did as I was told and then I felt his hands at my waist. They stayed there for a few seconds and then I felt them slide back down over my ass. I gasped a little. He rubbed my ass where he had spanked it and then squeezed. His hands then moved up from my ass, back to my waist, around to my front, then up slowly, going past the start of my ribcage until finally his hands were cupping both my breasts. I felt my nipples become instantly erect in response to his firm grasp.
“Daddy!” I gasped.
His hand that was cupping my right breast suddenly let go and then a few seconds later I felt his hand go in between my legs touching the insides of my bare thighs. from behind.
“That’s the hand that I spanked you with,” he whispered in my ear, “I use it on naughty girls. Are you a naughty girl Piper?”
His hand moved right up between my thighs before finally pressing up against my pussy through my shorts.
I'm so glad that Mom isn’t home. I thought.
“What if I told you I was a naughty girl?” I whispered, speaking over my shoulder.
“Then I’m afraid I’d have to punish you,” he whispered back, “do you need to be punished Piper?”
The thumb from his hand that was still on my breast began to rub to and fro over my erect nipple. As he did this he also pushed his hand right up against my pussy. I gasped and pushed my ass back so that I was pressed right up against his crotch. As my ass pushed right up against Daddy's crotch I could feel the distinct stiffness of his cock through my clothes. I began to gyrate my hips so that my ass was rubbing up against his cock. Then Daddy’s hand moved away from my breast and grabbed a handful of my hair. I continued to gyrate up my ass against his cock and Daddy suddenly pulled my head back by the hair so that my neck was exposed. It hurt just a little but the sensations