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It's hard to remain daddy caught daughter defiant and angry when you are kneeling in a corner for an undetermined period of time. I had tried, and for a period of time I was successful, but now I was wearing down. My back and knees ached, and I longed to stand and stretch, but I knew better. I had no idea exactly how long I'd been kneeling here; we both know I have no judgment on time, especially under these circumstances. My mind reeled as I recalled all of the horrible things I'd said to you. Defiance was replaced with embarrassment as I relived the events that took place when I got home today. It had been the day from hell, and normally on those days I come home seeking the comfort of your arms, seeking your advice. Today, however, was different. Today I lost it. Mentally I cringe as I remember calling you a "fucking asshole." Even as the words left my mouth, I knew they weren't the appropriate words to use. I remember how calm you remained, and how that calm made me even angrier, driving me further out of control. father of english history chilean incest porn
At some point I realized how out of control I sex daughter dad was, and I became even angrier with you. You waited until I had raged and screamed and cursed all I could. Even when I threw that book at you (oh, thank God I missed your head), you simply moved out of the line of fire and remained calm. At that point, however, you had had enough, and before I could blink, you had one hand gripped about my arm, and your other hand wound tightly in my hair, steering me towards our bedroom, and into this corner. The height difference between us allowed you to simply push down and position me on my knees. Once there, the hand in my hair pulled my head back, and you knelt low for just a moment, your lips against my ear. " You will stay here until I am ready to deal with your behavior." I tried to nod, a difficult task with my head pulled back. You left the room, and we both know I'll stay here in this position.
Embarrassment turns to sadness, as I kneel igrrl incest story archive here, thinking about what I've said and done. And then, a flash of fear: I know I will be punished for this, and I know that part of the reason for this wait is to allow you the time to think and process and regain your calm, you never punish me in anger. Not that you punish me often... I'm usually your good girl. I love pleasing you; it's part of the basis of our entire relationship. I'm pretty sure that my behavior today will warrant what will surely be the strongest punishment you've ever given me. I start to wonder about what will happen, and the fear deepens. As much as I hate being punished, it's also one of those things I recognize that I need. I dread your return to the bedroom, and yet at the same time I wait for it, needing to be punished and hoping for the forgiveness that usually follows your discipline. As I hear your footsteps on the stairs, I shudder and tell myself that I will be able to take whatever punishment you determine, and I vow to myself to try and take it well. song lyrics mothers be good to your daughters tony dungy son
The door where to buy incest porn movies to our room opens, and I'm aware that I'm almost hyperventilating, feeling so anxious and fearful. I wish I could turn and crawl across the room, throwing myself at your feet, begging for forgiveness. "Stand up and come over here to me, " you order, and I shiver at the cold tone of your voice. Slowly I rise, my knees shaking and walk carefully to stand before you, my eyes lowered. My hands are clenched into fists to stop the shaking, and I am quite sure that my face is very pale. "Strip," you order. With shaking fingers I undo the buttons on my blouse, sliding the silk off my arms. Spying the chair next to me, I fold the blouse carefully and lay it on the chair, and reach back to unzip my skirt, sliding it down over my hips and folding it as well. I step out of the black pumps and slip them under the chair. My mind recalls all the times I've stripped before you, often as a prelude to the exquisite lovemaking we share. How I wish I had handled things differently downstairs before! I gasp as pain sears across my thigh... when did you pick up that crop?... and in your cold tone you tell me to stop stalling. I remove my bra and panties as quickly as possible, and step again in front of you, nude. " I am going to punish you, " you inform me. I nod silently. There is always this verbal dance before a punishment, and sometimes I hate that the most, having to listen to your cold voice, having to say aloud my wrong doings and your insistence that I request to be punished.
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"No, Master, it forbidden 3d incest was a very inappropriate remark to make, " I respond. Again, like downstairs, one of your hands grips my upper arm while the other hand grasps my hair tightly. You lead me into the bathroom, placing me before the sink. " I agree, " you inform me, " a highly inappropriate remark. " You reach for the liquid soap dispenser, and hold it before my face. "Open your mouth... I am feeling the need to wash that filthy mouth of yours" you remark. The soap tastes horrible, I can barely stop the gagging. My mouth is full of soap, and I'm trying to breath through my nose and not swallow this horrible soap. I fight the urge to spit it out, needing to show you I can accept your punishment. You reach for a washcloth, and run water over it, and turn to me. "Open wider.." you bark at me, and I try to, desperately trying not to swallow, and you force the wash cloth into my mouth, wiggling it around, coating the inside of my mouth with the soap. Tears escape my eyes, and I'm fighting the urge to vomit. I don't dare look up into your face. You reach for my hands and place them beside the sink, your hand on my back pushing me into a bent over position, 90', my soap filled mouth above the sink. " You are not to spit any out until I give you permission, is that clear?" you ask. I nod my head, staring into the sink, which is pure torment. You hand rests on the small of my back, and without further words you proceed to apply the crop to my ass, my thighs, leaving red lines down to my knees. The pain is unbearable, and yet I try to bear it, needing to bear it for you. I cannot cry out, for fear I will lose soap out of my mouth, or swallow it. Just when I begin to feel dizzy, your movements stop, and you tell me I may spit out the soap. I quickly obey that order! I reach for a cup, to rinse better, and your hand stops me. " I said you could spit, I said nothing about rinsing." I nod and step back in front of you again. "Do you have anything to say? " you ask, and I nod. " I'm sorry, Master, so very sorry, for calling you a fucking asshole, " I whisper, unable to look up at your face.
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" I believe one of the 3d porn incest many colorful phrases you used downstairs was that I was "full of shit," " you remark. A whimper escapes my lips. " It would seem that you need a lesson in exactly who is full of shit," you inform me. I watch silently as you fill the bag, and hang it again from the shower curtain rod. Much higher than you normally hang it, and I am aware that this increased height will increase the force of the flow. You point to the tub, directing me to step in, and slowly my feet move in that direction. More than anything I want to run from the bathroom, away from this, but I move forward, knowing that I must, knowing that delaying now will only increase the punishment. As I step into the cold tub, your hand pushes me down to my knees again. I recall the times we've done this before, and am acutely aware of the differences, no warming of the tub, no towels to rest on, no rubbing and encouragement from you. " Get that ass up in the air," you bark, and I lean forward, burying my head against my forearms. Your hand slaps my ass, hard... the crack of skin against skin and my sudden cry seem to echo in the room. Every welt on my ass burns with the imprint of your hand. I whimper again as you insert the nozzle in my ass. " You will take all of this... without stopping... and I expect you to hold it all in," your voice sounds so stern, not at all the way you usually speak to me, and this again highlights to me the severity of this punishment, reminding me of how I got here in the first place. Another equally hard slap jolts my entire body forward. " I did not hear a response."
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I had met some of the neighbors and had the incest sex galleries couple next door over on occasion for a cook out and to use the hot tub. They were in their late 40s and had a 18 year old daughter. Amanda was a cute little thing but sort of standoffish and shy. She was definitely babied by her parents as she was an only child. Once I got to know Amanda, I realized her maturity level was more along the lines of 14 year old. Sometimes I'd invite her over for a cold coke or lemonade when I was out cutting the grass or weeding and Amanda would often offer to help. Of course I never turned down the help. Over the course of the summer Amanda would hang out around my place and just talk to me as I busied myself in the yard.
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She blushed I think. Amanda was who were mothers and daughters in the bible actually at that age when her body was formed into a woman but her mind was in many ways that of a child. Her little breasts had grown to beyond the little mounds of last year and her hips had taken a nice form. The string bikini she had on had only a V shaped patch in front and back for the bottoms and two small triangles and a string for a top.
"Does brother sister hardcore your mother know you have that?" I asked.
"No way! She'd incest father daughter stories kill me if she knew I bought this. I might have to hide it over here if that's ok with you Terry"
I laughed and told her free pic brother sister porn it would be fine with me. "You might as well not wear anything," I told her. "It doesn't leave much to the imagination you know."
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Ok, I incest storys xxx thought. Now maybe I read more into it but I thought I saw her purposely sway up the two steps and down into the tub. I wondered if she realized it or not. What the hell am I thinking
Well it wasn't such a bad incest sex daughter son free picture story thought was it? I thought. I was feeling horny as hell these days and I never did finish what I had started just a few minutes earlier before I was interrupted. This is crazy, I was actually wet and not from the water. It's a good thing that it was dark enough so as not to expose my obvious wet spot. Then the thought occurred to me that it would be fun teasing Amanda. Maybe lead her on and see how she would react, maybe flirt with her just a little in an inconspicuous way and observe how she handled the situation. Yes, that's what I'd do. I'd tease her and send her home hotter than hell. She wouldn't know what hit her and I'm sure at 14 she's discovered the art of pleasuring herself. I think I was 12 when I first started so Amanda is probably doing it by now.
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