Fri even, the first workweek of June and I was totally slack. I'd met a ally for dinner and a beverage or two and had gotten home around nine. Now, I was sipping a bit of manufacturer's sucker, rocks with just a spattering of water while I enjoyed the quiet. It had been an eventful week, Joanie my XVIII year old daughter had graduated, graduated with a 3.96 GPA, not quite valedictorian but moment in her class and I was so damned proud.

Yes, I was proud. Joanie was my"Little Princess,"I'd nurtured her, raised her and took immense pride in her accomplishments. I'd loved my wife, in fact, I still do…posthumously…she'd died eighteen twelvemonth ago ; in the hospital where Joanie was born. My baby girl was nursing at her mother's breast, there in the hospital bed, when Marcie, my wife, suffered a calamitous brain aneurism and I was left a widowman and the only caretaker of a new born infant.

I sound like I'm looking for fellow feeling, but, truth be told I did birth assistant. My female parent came to stay with me for three invaluable months. She took charge of Joanie's upkeep and, along the way, taught me how to prepare expression, bathe and change baby and get accustomed to functioning on just a few stolen hours of slumber. Mom would give liked to stay longer but my Fatherhood's health had taken a turn for the tough and she was desperately needed at abode ; when she left I hired a nanny.

wellspring, nanny might he understating her tariff and value to me. Morgana O'Timothy Leary was and still is a very important person in Joanie's and my animation. First she helped with child caution then her duty evolved. My business organisation is brokerage, I buy, sell and find item for others and Mo function as my office manager now. She's just a twain of age older than I, a niggling on the slender incline ( read skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears methamphetamine hydrochloride that are unflattering and eschews make-up ; in other words she makes no sweat to make herself appealing but, none the less, after that first Night and after she'd been with me for respective years and after a few cocktails I had the distinguishable delight to prompt myself that she was a wildcat between the piece of paper and blessed with the blotto cunt I'd ever had the delight to fill. Still, we mutually concluded that a business organisation relationship would be best ; Joanie was twelve and seemed to be developing an vivid disfavour for Morgana. Morgana had frequently spent the dark during the calendar week and always on the weekends for our special Saturday nights.

After we ended our relationship, my sex life went to hell in a deal basket but I had a more contented girl. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to replete the void. She liked to pester me and coquette unabashedly ; hugging me tightly, letting me palpate her rapidly developing breasts against my chest ; sitting on my lap and giving her cute quarter a wiggle or two and even giving me a peep at her pantied bottom as she'd dash into the bathroom for her shower.

But enough, what I was really smiling about was my, well, our coming vacation. I own a little vacation cottage in the mountains situated on the loveliest tarn this side of Scotland. Two calendar week, two absolutely grand hebdomad in June of each year Joanie and I spend a fortnight there. There are Ellen Price Wood for hike, exciting wildlife to see and photograph, a little powerboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for leisurely explorations of the channels and creeks.

I'd just stood to fix another of that fine Jehovah's Mark when the jangle of my phone intruded.

Joanie I wondered, she was out with friends planning to go to a balefire for a"Start of summertime"party, roast some weenies, burn some marshmallows and, probably illicitly sip on a duad of beers ; I answered,

"Hello ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

Harry had been my good protagonist since grade school, I'd been his best man and he'd been mine. He and his wife Betty were Joanie's Godparents but his vociferation was still a surprise ; I knew his work schedule and he was on duty.

"Hey Buddy, what's up ?"I asked.

"cypher good, I'm afraid. There's a trouble with Joanie, she's with me but I need you to come pick her up. I'll meet you at the Denny's on Somerville Road in thirty minutes."

"Harry, what's going on ?"

"Let's talk there, not on the phone, OK ?"

After we'd stave off my mind went into a whirl. What the hell was going on ? Ok, Joanie was my"Little Princess,"but she wasn't a saint. In fact she made self-destructive decisiveness ; not often thank God, but she could be led.

At thirteen, the summertime between mediate school day and high school day I'd caught her and her girl drink my beer and smoking cigarettes back behind the pool house. Then last year, at the beginning of her junior year there was the episode involving experiment with ganja and my Creator's Mark ; what would it be now ?

I'd blistered her slight bottom over each of the above but now she was eighteen, emancipated, an adult under the law. I got my key fruit and headed for Denny's.

Harry was parked at the rear of the lot, I pulled up beside him and got out. He joined me.

"Rob, let's put her in your back rump then get a cup of coffee."

Joanie was in the back prat of Harry's patrol car, disheveled and passed out. We managed to get her to my car where she mumbled something then collapsed over the tail. I locked the car and followed Harry to the restaurant.

We took a kiosk in the back where I could see my car, after we got coffee and the waitress left us alone Harry started,

"Rob, it's bad and could consume been a hellava lot tough. Luckily I was on the scene and the concentration of the other attending officers was directed toward the two bozo. When I saw it was Joanie I got her into my car. Rob, the device driver is a have sex dealer, marijuana and crack cocaine cocaine. He had a tail luminance out and the patrol officer recognized him, he pulled him over More to roust him than anything else. There were four people in the car, Dejoineous Joiner was the driver and his main squeeze Jamitious Curry were up front but Joanie was in the spinal column with a guy named LaTarian St. Martin and he's a bad player, too. According to the arresting officer there was a joint smoldering in the ashtray. He had them all lined up when I got there. I let him handle the searches of Joiner and Curry and told him I'd take care of Dino Paul Crocetti and Joanie. He found about a thousand worth of gap in Curry's purse. Joiner and Martin weren't carrying.

Rob, I did search Joanie's purse, she had two rock and roll wrapped in tin foil. When I asked she claimed she didn't know how they got there. I believe her, the hombre stuck their shit in the girl'purse but I can't prove that. We've got Joiner on a DUI, all four of them are fucking smashed to the gill, and he's also VOP ( misdemeanour of probation ) but Curry's gon na get busted for self-will, Martin's gon na walk and you're gon na get Joanie the fuck away from here. Get her straightened out Rob, she's a good girl but this could experience gone way, way bad ; you understand ?"

"Oh yeah, I understand, thanks Harry, I'll trade with it."

Harry knew how I dealt with these form of problems, he asked,

"She gon na to be able to sit ?"

"Harry, you know I go up to the cabin for two calendar week every summer. I think I'm gon na go up for a month this clip ; leave tomorrow sunup, maybe have a little detox school term and let her spend to the highest degree of her detoxification on her bay window ‘ cause she won't be able to sit."

"My Guy, that might sour. And tell her Uncle Harry will put her in handcuffs and leg irons if she does it again,"with a grin.

The drive plate was absolutely uneventful, and aside from the occasional snarful and groan from the inebriate in the backseat it was in silence. At home I helped her stagger to her bedroom, undressed her down to panties and bra and tucked her in ; yes, with a kiss. In spite of her transgressions she was still my"Little Princess,"nothing she could do would change that.

In my room I packed a bag with the wear I'd pauperization at the hatful cabin then fixed up a low hold with items I would or might need. From xviii years experience there were certain things that Joanie might expect. If she didn't feel well, achyness and headaches she'd need her Datril, Tylenol that she still got like she did when she was a small girl, in suppository form, chloral hydrate suppositories to offer a kip aid and assist with withdrawal, the red electric-light bulb enema syringe and, of row my trusty rectal thermometer. Then I added Grandma's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled eggs, Bacon, hashish browns, whole pale yellow toast, orange tree juice and coffee were served to my"Little Princess,"she looked like destruction warmed over.

"I'm sorry, Daddy,"she croaked.

Pouring her a cup of chocolate, I said,"Eat."

She chased a rasher of Sir Francis Bacon around her shell and took several taste of the eggs before running to the bathroom. I heard her gagging.

When she came back she started,"pa, I'm so sorr…"

I cut her off.

"Eat what you can then go pack, we're going up to the cabin as soon as you're ready and, Princess, coterie special PJ's and step-in, you'll need them."

Big as dish, her centre,"What Daddy ?"

"Just eat and get packed, I'm set up to go."

The drive to the cabin was unruffled. Both of up knew or suspected what awaited. Music was playing on the radio, Classic nation, but low, unintrusive. We stopped in townsfolk, got supplies for a week then drove on, it was darkening by the metre we arrived. Joanie helped getting the cabin opened up. Although it was June the eve was chilly I asked if she'd like a fire, she would ; I lit one in the fireplace.

The cabin had a bedroom and lavatory on the ground story and a sleeping loft above. I stayed downstairs, Joanie was in the loft unpacking, I suggested that she have a bathroom and get dressed for bed while I fixed dinner.

While she bathed downstairs I heated a skillet, fried some murphy with Allium cepa and peppers then sautéed two perch fillet while Spinacia oleracea simmered.

Joanie was clad in a robe that she'd cinched tightly around her as she climbed the staircase/ladder to the loft. I'd finished dinner so I sat sipping a Coke, yes, a Coke, God I wanted a Lord's soft touch but, because of the why, this was going to be a dry month for this household.

Joanie, I haven't told you about Joanie. Every daughter it these narration is the most beautiful girl in the world ( how the fuck can they all be the most beautiful girl in the humans ? ) Joanie isn't. She's my"Little Princess,"mine.

Joanie is only about 5'1"tall and still, no dubiety scales in at a round of golf 130. She has rather full knocker, a poofie pot and a posterior made up of similitude heavy world distinctly cleaved. Cute, not beautiful, sexual not aphrodisiac, and to those dope dealers she'd been with, a target.

I watched as she climbed down from the loft. As a prank I'd bought her pyjama for her 17th birthday, she always complained that it was too insensate in the winter. I got her some that were one art object, had footies and a drop seat ; they were Cardinalis cardinalis red. I admired her rather broad bottom as she descended, I could see a panty line. She'd put as much cloth as possible over her very vulnerable posterior ; fresh young woman, but no hope.

dinner was a rather subdued involvement. I waited until she started the conversation. It was a compounding of apologia and excuses, how she'd not known about what"those masses"did, how she'd never do anything like that again, rant, fustian, blah."

I let her public lecture, through dinner, while I cleaned up afterwards, over coffee. Joanie knew me, she asked,

"No wine, no cocktails ?"

"Not this time Princess, no ; not this time."

It struck home, she knew what she was there for, she sensed what was coming,

"Daddy, you can't, I'm XVIII, an grownup, you know. I could go to the police force, couldn't I ?"

"Why not go to your Uncle Harry, he's the one that saved your cute backside, do you intend that would help you ?"

She hung her straits as I stood up and took her hand, saying,"I need to know."

I took her to the can and retrieved the drug testing kit I'd purchased. She looked questioningly at me as I unfastened the seat of her jimmies.

"Pee in the cup for me,"I told her as I handed her the lilliputian paper container.

"Daddy, please, this is so block, don't watch me."

"Just pee,"I want to know if you're using drugs.

"Oh Daddy, yes, I smoked some Cannabis sativa, ok, now you know."

"Joanie, pee,"my articulation was harsh.

It wasn't as though she was exposing a lot of herself to me, her PJ's covered most of her. She filled the cup and handed it to me.

The mental test showed the front of the marihuana but, thank God, nothing else registered.

As she wiped and flushed I walked into my bedroom ; she followed.

I'd already positioned a chairman in the midsection of the room, straight backed, no arms, uncomfortable for much besides its intended purpose.

Joanie saw the hairbrush, Grandma's hairbrush, resting on the side table.

"Please Daddy, no."

I folded her over my lap and started to spank.

Twenty, I counted, ten on each brass, on her pyjama, those pajamas that were printed"Little Princess"on the drop flap. Already I heard a few tears ; I ungripped and lowered the flap. Panties were evident

Ten, ten, ten on each brass, hard, fast, she wailed, she kicked and tried to turn tail, I held her tighter, my bequeath arm gripping her easygoing heart ; I stopped.

": settle down,"I said. I stroked her youth trunk until she'd calmed.

"Stand up,"I instructed.

She stood. Her pj's were a onsie that zipped up the straw man ; I unzipped it. Her breasts were unfettered but I ignored them as I lowered the individual piece. first her swollen breasts then her puffy tummy, then down.

"footmark out,"I commanded'she still had her panties.

I lowered her back over my lap. I'd let her save her pantie on because I thought it was more humiliating to her to own me subscribe to them off, part of her punishment. I lowered them to mid thigh then told her to lift her hips. They lay on the floor at her human foot as I began.

I started at the junction between her derriere and her thighs then spanked up, over her sit spots to the top of her buttocks then back down.

Crack, crack, crack, the resounding music of flesh meeting chassis. After about thirty whacks I stopped and reached for the hairbrush.

Thwack, thwack, thwack, the awesome, horrific sound of the oak backed brush falling. I gave her ten ; it was over.

Joanie was sobbing, eyes flooding, nose leaking she whimpered,"papa, I'm so good-for-nothing, I'll never do anything like that again."

I rolled her over and held her on my lap then took a tissue and let her waste her nose.

"Why don't you lay down on the bed and rest."

I knew she'd be a spate for a spell. It tied her in knots when she did something that upset me so very much that I punished her.

I turned down the canvass as she slithered, tummy down, on the mattress.

"papa, can I sleep here this evening, I don't want to bear to wax up to the garret ?"

I thought for a present moment then said,"Ok Princess ; do you want something to help you relax ?"

"Un hunh, please,"she answered, we both knew what that would be.

I got one of the ataractic suppositories from the fridge.

As I came back into the sleeping accommodation I paused to admire my handcraft. Joanie's underside was a kaleidoscope of color ; multiple shade of red, reddish blue, purpleness with just a sense of touch of blue, tinker's damn, she looked sore.

I sat on the bed and gently spread her nether cheeks. She was pinko, a tight ring, I pressed the suppository in, penetrating her with my index finger. Her sphincters contracted, gripping the digit.

"That's the way, keep it in,"I said.

Slowly I withdrew from her.

"Thank you Daddy, now can you hold me."

I was dressed in my nightwear, baggy gym shorts and a tee shirt. I crawled under the canvass with her.

She immediately snuggled up against me and buried her typeface on my chest.

After a few minutes and in a shaky part she asked,"pa can you help me get settled down ; you know, like you used to do when I was a child ?"

How can she remember, I thought. The last time I'd done it was just prior to her fifth birthday, over thirteen years ago.

"I'm gloomy Princess but you're too old for me to do that."

When she was an infant I'd found that she'd immediately calm down, coo and smile if I traced my finger's breadth along her Venus cleft, her cunt back then it was zippo more than a pink valley, her labia and button were undeveloped but now she was asking that I do it again, to her 18 yr old self.

"Please Daddy,"she begged as she took my paw and pulled it toward her ; the back of my hand brushed the silken hair covering her mons veneris veneris.

"Please,"she said as she opened her branch and guided my deal to her.

I let her, I didn't endeavor to hold on her nor did I draw out away. My midway finger's breadth found her channel. I'd used my index digit when she was Thomas Young but my eye fingerbreadth was longer, better able to skid along her mature sex. I parted her labia and gently stroked her.

Different, so very dissimilar than when she was a nipper with just a low immature slit. Her outer labia were puff up, her inner labia protruded beyond the outer, her clitoris was big and engorged. My"Little Princess"had the dead body of a woman.

She trembled under my tender ministrations then snuggled against me. soft gentle snores, the sedative had taken effect, she slept.

I didn't, no rest for the severe and what I'd done ; hell what I was still doing was wicked. Rationalized my actions, she wanted it, it didn't distress anyone, blah, bombast, blah. Then I waxed philosophical, the world was wrong, I was right. Oh, maybe the taboos against incest had a practical reason before the availability of nascency control ; but no longer.

The fowl and the bees talk, mother to daughter, Father of the Church to son. Think about it, wouldn't it make More sense, mother to son, a womanhood who could explain and, yes, even demonstrate how to be a good and considerate fan ? And a father to his daughter, caring and loving, caressing, introducing her to sex gently rather than with some pimply faced teenager across the backseat of a 2005 Honda Accord.

Hell, makes sensation to me, let's introduce legislation.

I took my hired man back, her slickness on my digit. I brought it to my lip ; mantrap and ointment ; exquisite. Finally I dozed off with a smile on my face.

I awoke to the smell of coffee percolating and bacon frying. Joanie stuck her drumhead into the bedroom,"Breakfast in ten minutes."

She was wearing a robe and, unless I was utterly mistaken, nothing else.

I brushed my dentition and traipsed out. Once seated Joanie gave me a cup of coffee and a plate on Viscount St. Albans, eggs and toast then served herself. She sat down, gingerly, saying,"Thank you for finis night papa, I slept like a baby."

Changing the discipline I said,"Still a short sore, are we ?"

She stood,"wishing to see ?"She asked.

She lifted her gown and leaned forward displaying her bottom and a bit more.

"Touch me, feel how hot I am."

Before touching I looked. My small Princesses tail end was stilled a mottled red and pink ; at least the other coloring material of the rainbow had faded. I rested my ribbon on her sorely abused bottom.

"Yep, you're still warm,"I commented.

"pa, are you going to spank me again tonight ?"She asked as she again took her seat.

"Do you think you deserve another ?"I asked.

An absolute non sequitur, she whispered,"Do you retrieve I've got a cute buttocks ? I think it's too big."

What could I say, Marcie, my at rest wife was a cute Irish lass, short, a lilliputian pudgy and soft with strawberry blonde hair, full breast and a plump merchant ship ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump bottom. My mind wandered and I began to get an erection memory. White as clotted cream, how I'd loved to leave a ping hand print or two before I parted her plushness and entered her, but, I had to say it, how could I let this lead in go,"Princess, you have the utter rear, I know, my hand fits it perfectly."

"Are you Daddy, are you going to spank me ?"

"You didn't answer me Princess, do you think you deserve another ?"

"Probably, I probably do but you really don't need to, I swear I'll never do anything like that again. I was so dash in that car I'm glad the police stopped us, I was never so glad to see Uncle Harry in my life."

"Joanie, why were you even in that car ? Those citizenry sound like gang cracker or drug monger from what Harry told me."

"At the political party, they were at the party. We ran out of beer, one of the guy cable was twenty-one, he could buy Sir Thomas More and I had a little money, I was going to render him the money and let him buy it for us. That's how it started."

"You got in over your head, didn't you ?"

"Way, way over my straits. Almost as soon as we left the party they fired up a duo of juncture then the guy in the spinal column hind end with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na have himself some reinvigorated youthful white slit. When I tried to press him away he grabbed my arm and squeezed my breast. Then he said to the other guy, Jam you gon na get you some of this pussy, too. That guy said, ‘ Hell yes.'Then the lady friend he was with said, ‘ Y'all gon na let me check, ain't ya, I wanta see your big Negroid tool tear up that cunt's white ass.'He was trying to pull my gasp off when we got get out over."

"You were favorable the cops showed up but Joanie, you know you put yourself in that position, what were you thinking ?"

"pop, they were going to rape me ; both of them and that girl was going to watch out. daddy, I'm still a Virgin. I knew I'd be screaming and crying while they did it to me but it almost seemed speculative, more degrading that another daughter was going to get her squawk watching it bump, God, I was scared. I mean, I know I'm not going to be a virgin forever or anything like that but I want to choose when and with whom I am, to use an old term, deflowered."

I knew she was a virgin, my probing finger's breadth the night before had explored her vagina. She was tight and I'd felt her hymen but for now I thought it ripe if we change the subject.

"Let's finish breakfast and go for a walking around the lake, we can talk then, ok ?"

I cleaned up the kitchen while she took a shower. She was still only wearing her robe, her jammies and panties were in her hand as she climbed the ladder to the loft.

one-half way up she turned her caput, our eyes met and she gave me a trivial smile,"You're peeking aren't you Daddy."

I couldn't deny it, from where I was standing all of her feminine guile were on show,"Go on, get dressed,"is all I said.

I showered and dressed in loose accommodate shorts, tee shirt and a couple of fink ; I was waiting at the bottom of the ladder/stair when Joanie climbed down. She, also was in shorts and a T ; we set off.

As we walked I let her lead the conversation. It had been a horrific experience for her but, once she was rescued by the police and Uncle Harry had shown up and saved her from examination and contain her fearfulness had been transferred to another portion of her anatomy. He'd saved her virginal slit but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. fantabulous judgment of her dilemma, as last nighttime had proven.

"God, I was so stupid, so maledict stupid ; pop, can you ever forgive me ?"

"Princess, you're Loretta Young. Unfortunately, young people make stupefied mistakes but that's a big part of erudition, of maturing. I know nothing like this will ever happen again."

The conversation got lighter as we walked through the Sir Henry Wood. We spotted a flight of stairs of duck's egg coming in for a landing on the lake. It seemed a little late for their north migration, it was betimes June. We strolled over to the shoring where we found a dapple of skunk. Joanie suggested that we sit and watch the duck's egg paddle about. I sat, she lounged, laying her head on my lap.

The serenity of the good morning, the kiss of the lenify sun, I dozed off still holding Joanie's head. It was she who awakened me.

She's worked my flaccid penis out the leg of my short pants then she'd taken it into her mouth. It was like a sultry ambition, I awoke to my daughter fellating me. I should have stopped her, I know…I didn't ; the feelings she was giving me were stunning. I stroked her hair. She looked up with her pretty dark-green middle and smiled then began deep throating my cock.

"Oh God, I'm gon na cum baby, I'm gon na cum,"I moaned.

I expected her to come off, instead she only went faster. As I spewed into her sass she swallowed as fast as she could, she didn't miss much. My Little Princess might be a virgin but it was unmistakable that she had some experience at oral.

I wondered if she expected that I'd commute her punishment because of this. If so, she was wrong, in fact her manifest past involvement with fellatio made me inquire just how much Joanie had gotten into.

I gave her a soft swat on her buttocks, saying,"seed on, let's get back to the cabin. It's clock time for your drug test."

"Oh Daddy, are you going to make me pee in a cup again ?"

"Princess, we'll be testing every day while we're here."

backrest inside I told her to go into the bathroom and get ready while I got her cup and mental test strip.

She was seated waiting with her boxershorts and scanty around her ankle. She took the cup, filled it and handed it to me. While she wiped and rearranged her wearable I tested her urine. Still registering marihuana but not as gamey as the day before. I led her to the bedroom and sat on my spanking chair.

She started to plead,"Daddy, please don't spank me again."

I was holding her by the hips, I unzipped her shorts and let them fall to her feet.

"Princess, I'm gon na larrup every day that you continue to register positive for Cannabis sativa. Not like yesterday but still you'll smell it,"as I lowered her over my lap.

I gave her ten moderately hard whang on her panty then bared her bottom and gave her ten more. Joanie was sobbing, I rubbed her back and sides asking if she'd like to lie down for a little while..

"testament you hold me pappa ?"She asked.

"Of class Princess."

I helped her to stand, guided her to the bed and lay down beside her. She was still wearing her bra and T-shirt but was naked from the waistline down, which I tried my in effect to ignore.

Joanie was snuggled tightly against me, she started to talk but I couldn't understand her, she was mumbling something about Morgana I asked and she repeated herself.

"Daddy how come you broke up with Morgana and don't date anymore ?"

I had to think how to resolve, finally I said,"I guess other affair were more authoritative to me."

She smiled,"Like me, I was really bitchy to Morgana back then, wasn't I ?"

"fountainhead, you did have your moments."

"I'm sorry but I was envious, I wanted to be your fille ; Kinda dumb, huh ?"

"Joanie, you'll always be my little girl, you're my lilliputian Princess."

"daddy, I know you and Morgana had sex a lot, don't you miss that ?"

"Nosey fiddling thing, aren't we ?"

"Well, don't you ?"

"How do you know anything about your old Dad's sex life, anyhow ?"

"My chamber's adjacent to yours, I could hear through the wall and Morgana's kinda noisy, ok ?"

He remembered and she certainly was. A lot of ohs, oohs and aahs most nights and moan and groans on Sat, the night he parted her taut little can. God, that was the best, still what he thought about when he jacked off.

"wellspring, there are some matter shouldn't do ; matter like listening at her pa's bulwark. What did you intend about what you were hearing ?"

Even with their rather intimate position watched her redden in overplus, then she whispered,"pappa, I knew what you two were doing. The internet, you know."

"And ?"

"Oh Daddy, this is so hinder, delight don't make me say."

Rob kept tranquilize as Joanie squirmed next to him, he gave her a piffling hug.

"Yes, that's it, I wanted to be the one in your arms. I'd get so worked up, I'd use my fingers while I listened. I wanted it to be me, I wanted you in me. But now I'm sword lily it didn't happen. I felt you today and you're so big, I know you would have hurt me."

Rob thought, he wasn't all that vast, not porn star size. He was a picayune over 7 ½ in and a bit chubby.

Now would have been the ideal prison term to end this conversation but Rob was getting aroused ; it had been year since he'd had sex, he held her closer. She sensed the alteration in him, she could find his erection climbing against her.

Joanie caught her hint,"dada, will it hurt ?"She asked.

"Probably a little,"he replied."Do you want to find out, Princess ?"

She wriggled out of her T-shirt and shed her bra,"skin senses me Daddy, please touch me."

Her breast were milky ashen capped with small-scale pink nipples.

He caressed them as he drew her closer and kissed her, there was no going back now.

As his lips trailed down sucking and licking one nipple then the other Joanie her number one climax not brought by her own hand. His hand cupped her plump bottom as he kissed over her delicate tummy.

As his probing knife parted her lips and he laved her vulva, Joanie made her own sounds.

"O0000000000000h yes, Oooooooooo God, she exalted."

But when his glossa flicked at her clitoris she nearly exploded. Pounding her hips up to forgather him she wailed in exotic pleasure. Her juice flowed as her Daddy drank from her sweet fount. She was sopping, she was ready as he moved over her.

Rob lifted her legs back, exposing her vagina then moved up against her. With his digit he opened her then guided his cock to her virginal portal.

"Ready Princess ?"He said.

He worked his way in. Meeting resistance from her hymen he told her,"This may hurt baby."

He thrust forward. He felt her bid maidenhead tear, he was in and sliding deeper.

Joanie squirmed under him and moaned as he filled her. There was a tear in one eye as she gasped for breath.

He leaned forward, kissed her and said,"The worst is over,"as he began to stroke in and out.

Rob was gladiolus he'd given Joanie a distich of orgasm with his clapper, he wasn't sure she was going to cum from the intercourse.

As he continued Joanie began to slack up and accept the encroachment of her Pres Young body. Her wooden leg wrapped around his hips as she thrust back to contact his strokes. Sounds emanated from deep in her throat as she cooed.

"ass me papa, fuck your Little Princess, oh God yes, fuck me good, fuck me good."

He did. Stroking her voiceless and dissipated Joanie began to tremble under him as she climaxed yet again. He pulled her hard against him as he spewed into her pumping six yr of pent-up ejaculate into her, bathing her cervix, migrating into her fallopian tubes, searching for a fat egg.

"pappa, you came in me. Am I going to get pregnant ?"Joanie asked as they lay together resting.

"We'll go into Ithiel Town to the chemist's and get some of the design B pills this afternoon because, yes, you could get pregnant."

"commodity. I do want to accept your baby but not yet. I want us to have some fun first, don't you ?"

"You bet Princess,"he answered as he pulled her atop him.

"Squat over me,"he instructed as he guided his penis to her vagina.

"Sit on me and take aim me in."

Slowly Joanie eased down. She was still sore from the departure of her virginity. She took him completely then rested.

"You're beautiful Princess,"he said as he admired her.

Her full breasts, her poofie little tummy, her reddish atomic number 79 sleek pelt and, nigh of all her alluring cheek smiling at him.

"I'm glad you came in me Daddy, it makes me feel like a woman. Am I your char now ?"

"Do you desire to be ?"

"More than anything Daddy, now and forever."

She loved that top stance, felt she was controlling the action. She bounced, hooted and squealed in pleasure until she'd bathe my balls with the fragrant flood of her climax.

Afterward we showered and drove into town. We had lunch, picked up a few to a greater extent food market and stopped at the CVS pharmacy. I bought several Plan B pills and some scented lubricant. The anovulatory drug for immediate use, of course but the lubricant was for later, if my Little Princess was going to be my fair sex more was in store as far as her sexual education was concerned. I'd always had a preference for anal sex, riding my girl from behind as she bucked and moaned ; would Joanie be willing ? We'd see.

On the ride back we discussed parentage control method. The Plan B pills were a point gap bill, Joanie decided she'd prefer an IUD.

Joanie didn't have an adult doctor, she'd only ever seen her pediatrician ; once home I phoned her and got a recommendation for an OB/GYN in our area. I had Joanie phone to make her appointment.

She explained what she wanted and was able to get an appointment for the come after day. The doctor let her know that she would be doing a sodding physical before she could insert an IUD.

Joanie had never had a distaff physical and asked me what she could expect.

I told her that she'd wishing to bathe before we left and that she should wear out clothing that was prosperous to get into and out of. She would probably be nude during the test. Most would be turn, checking her heart beat, ears, nose, throat and center then it would turn more invading with a vaginal exam, a bi-lateral exam and possibly even a rectal if the Doctor of the Church felt it was warranted.

Joanie cringed,"You mean she might adhere her digit up my butt, ungh."

Sojourner Truth be told, Rob hoped a rectal would be included, he wanted to see how Joanie would react to anal penetration.

Joanie was as nervous as a long tailed cat in a roomful of rocking electric chair as we drove to the Doctor of the Church's office and, once there she insisted that I be in the room while she was being examined.

It went as I'd explained, ear, nose, throat, etc. then a breast examination before the pelvic.

The Doctor of the Church was particular as she explained what she was going to do each gradation of the way.

Two fingers into her vagina then palpitation of her ovaries, insertion of a speculum and a pap smear then a new glove and the bi-manual, one finger in her vagina the second in her anus checking the position of her uterus.

As the medico withdrew her fingers and shed her glove she gave Joanie a grinning.

"Not so bad is it. We're almost done,"as she regloved.

Because of my account Joanie knew what was coming next. She tensed up and pled,"Please, I don't want that, don't do that to me."

Gently the doctor rubbed her tummy saying,"Joanie, I need to do it. I'll be patrician, I won't hurt you, I promise."

She gloved up and visually inspected Joanie's anus for hemorrhoid or wound then got one fresh glove.

"Almost done honey,"she said.

As she talked the Dr. was lubricating her exponent digit. She touched Joanie's anus, gently pressing and saying,"Just relax, it will be over in a consequence or two."

"Bear down for me Joanie."As she did so, her anatomical sphincter relaxed and the doctor's finger slid in.

Completing the examination the Dr. handed her several tissue paper, saying,"Maybe you'd like to step into the bathroom and clean up while I get your new IUD."

The process was over, Joanie had a follow-up appointment for two weeks hence and a caution that, although she could immediately be sexually alive she might know some cramping. If so, just take an over the tabulator pain reliever ; Tylenol, Motrin or such and rest a bit.

On the cause nursing home I let her go on about what it was like to be examined. None of it was really pleasant but she fixated on how humiliating the rectal exam was.

"I mean pa, she had her digit up me as far as she could go checking my uterus and cervix from the gage side, ick."

Rob chuckled,"What's so severe Princess, I've had my finger in you piles of times."

"Oh that's different, you're my pop, I don't mind when you do it."

We'd left early for Joanie's doctor's appointment so we'd skipped her good morning routine. I handed her a cup and pointed to the bathroom.

She scowled at me but she went ; we'd already sorted that out. She felt that since we were sexually active she should be off the hook for the reasonableness that we were here, I disagreed. I followed her to the bathroom and tested. Very low levels of THC but still present.

After her spanking I helped her to the bed. Like I mentioned earlier Joanie was always upset after she'd been punished. Today was no exception.

"papa, I'm getting the cramp like the doctor said,"she whimpered.

"Do you want some Tylenol,"I asked.

"Unhuh, please."

I got two of her suppositories.

"You've still got some of the lubricant in you, I'm going to ingest to keep my digit in you ‘ til your muscular tissue grip them and influence them up in you, ok ?"

My finger was in her for nearly five transactions. I pulled it out, patted her, gave her a kiss in the cheek and told her,"You have a cute bottom."

"You really think so, I think it's too big."

"No, you're perfect, plush and plump just like your mother. Now, why not take a nap and let the Datril do its work."

While she napped I went down to the lake and did a little sportfishing. Didn't catch anything but that was ok, it was nice to just loose and think.

And I thought, Joanie wants to be my woman, she wants to hold my babe and live as my wife. She was 18 and I was forty-one, we could have several children if she wanted. I'd like for her to get a college educational activity, she was so chic but, I couldn't deny that I wanted her for my lover if she could pass my final test but that might be difficult. She'd reacted badly to the Dr.'s penetration and my cock was one hellava lot bigger than her slim finger ; we'd have to see.

I'd started dinner when Joanie groggily wandered into the kitchen.

"smell in effect Princess,"I asked.

"Yeah, just trying to fire up up, the cramp iron are gone,"she said as she got a drink of water.

"Can we play tonight ?"She asked.

"You want to ?"

She smiled,"I do, I do, I do, sex is fun, don't you think so ?"

"With you it's heavenly Princess."

After dinner and dishes we retired to my bedroom.

Joanie hadn't bothered to trim, in fact she'd taken her shirt and bra off, except for a pair of light slippers she was nude painting under her robe.

I took her down onto the mattress. Opening the robe I admired her knocker and uttered,"pa's dessert,"as I took one then the early between my lips.

God how I loved the predilection and the perfume of her. I worked along her vulva, nibbling her labia and dipping my tongue into her vagina. I took her clit between my lip, teasing and batting it with my tongue.

She had a trembling, explosive orgasm then a second gear and tertiary. As I brought her off for the forth time she was pleading for me to stop, wailing in a painful pleasure. She was too sensitive to continue.

I moved up beside her and brought her on top.

"A little cowgirl for my Princess ?"I asked.

She was above me and impaled on me in a endorse. Her favorite position.

I loved watching as she bounced, rocked and rolled to a loud fifth sexual climax. I hadn't cum.

She was out of breath as she crawled up future to me.

"That was fun Daddy,"she told me.

I let her rest and recover for a few mo then rolled her onto her belly and straddled her hips.

"I want you from behind tonight Princess. Get up on your knees."

As I helped her into position I admired her sex. Still a girlish coral pink,"Beautiful, desirable,"I uttered.

I moved up behind her and entered her.

"Princess you have the perfect slit, damn this look so good. Do you like it ?"

I pulled her back against me as I filled her vagina.

She was already starting to emit heavy, more rapidly.

"You're in further pappa, God you're stretching me. It hurts a little but it's a nice hurt."

I began to pump her, I was deeper into her, she winced as I grazed her cervix. I apologized then rode her even harder.

Her pattern sounds had changed. She was panting like a modest bitch being ridden by a big German shepherd, she was being dominated, taken. One plaintive moan after another as Rob pounded her cunt with the piece of tail of her life then with a roar he blasted pulse after pulse of his ropy cum into her

He rode her Down to the mattress where she lay, dazed and vitrified eyed.

He lay beside her massaging her clobber body, caressing her sides and bottom, kissing her teary eyes.

Finally she spoke,"God daddy, I thought you were going to fuck me to death, you felt so big in me. My poor people niggling kitty's so sore but at to the lowest degree I know what Morgana got."

"Why do you say that, about Morgana I mean."

"I remember her groan. I was moaning just like that when you were riding me. That's what you were doing, isn't it ?"

He answered,"Close,"as he caressed her bottom.

"What do you mean, ‘ stopping point,'what were you doing with her ?"

Rob gave first one then the former of her plump cheeks a squeeze,"Figure it out Princess."

As he traced a single fingerbreadth along her chap he saw the realization and fear flare in her eyes.

"Daddy, you were in her bootie, weren't you ?"

He just smiled at her.

"You're going to do that to me, aren't you ? please don't pappa, God it would be so malodorous and messy. How could Morgana do it ?"

"Preparation mostly, she'd make herself clean and we'd use luck of lubricant."

"Prepare how ?"

"Just a sluttish meal the night before then enemas respective hours before."

"Did Morgana like it ? Why'd she moan so loudly ?"

"She liked it ok but mostly she did it for me, she knows how lots I like anal retentive sex. She got a piddling pain in the ass from it but, like you, she likes a little bit of pain with the pleasure."

"I don't think I want to do that Daddy, just thinking about it, talking about it scares me. I don't think I could rent your big cock up in my belly."

They dropped the subject and over the following two workweek zip more was said. Their sex life was shop at and active, exploring diverse positions. Joanie had begun to enjoy being taken from fanny. She liked the feel of the extra inch or two that Rob could get into her although it still wore her out when he fucked her grueling. Afterwards he always massaged her, helped her to slack. He spent a lot of time on her soft fundament, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her tight ring.

The first gear time he used his natural language on her there it was like she'd been struck by lighting. She tried to jump up but he held her down and continued to rim her until she'd relaxed. When he added a finger's breadth to her clit he could bring her to culminate that way.

The maiden time he slid up on her back and ran his putz along her pass, touching her she was so panic-stricken she nearly wet herself but he whispered,"It's ok Princess, I'm not going to enter you. Slowly he ran his putz up and down, brushing against her anus with each stroke.

With the pass of his cock pressed against her anus he whispered,"I'm gon na cum,"as he spewed on her fuddled ring.

"That wasn't so bad now was it Princess ?"

"No Daddy, it felt kinda nice."

He now knew, she would eventually surrender. Slowly she was accepting anal attention and getting pleasure from it.

The two hebdomad had flown since she'd gotten her IUD. The follow-up naming found no problems. Joanie was ok for a twelvemonth unless something adverse happened.

On the way household from the doctor's Rob stopped at the supermarket and got the devising for a salad. That was going to be tonight's supper.

Joanie's urine was clear, she was no longer forced to feed him a specimen each day and she no longer got her spankings. Everything was going beautifully except one and it was time.

After their light supper Rob catered to Joanie's every intimate desire. oral exam then cowgirl followed by a dense tender missionary. He ignored her bottom and they ended the even spooning, him in her as they drifted off to sleep.

Breakfast was a 1 poached egg, one slicing of toast, succus and coffee.

As they cleaned up Joanie was overcome by an ominous feeling. She was wearing only her slippers, a twain of panty and her robe.

The salad last Night, the poached egg for breakfast, she remembered how he had told her how Morgana prepared. He was getting her ready for anal sex, she just knew the enemas would be next.

"papa,"she rasped.

As he turned to look at her he saw her fear ; she knew. As he watched her bladder failed her.

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

With her piss dripping down her legs Rob helped her to the john, took her slippers, panties and gown and eased her into the tub.

"Get cleaned up Princess then we can finish, ok."

She could see into the bedroom from the bath. She heard water running in the kitchen then she watched as he set a full five gallon bucket beside the bed. Her frightening eyes tracked him as he got the red bulb clyster syringe and a lube of lubricant and lay them on the bed then he returned to the bathroom.

He reached for her hired man saying,"cum on Princess, it's time."

She pulled back whimpering,"I don't want to Daddy."

Taking her arm he helped her up, lifted her from the tub and wrapped her in a towel, drying her.

"I want my robe,"she said.

"You won't need it for a small piece,"he told her as he led her into the bedroom.

Still holding her manus he walked to the bed and sat down then guided her across his lap.

She felt him touch her, the tingle of the lubricant as he fingered her hole.

"Daddy, please,"she wailed, as she felt him spread her boldness and insert the syringe.

After five medulla oblongata she was sobbing and cramping. He helped her to lie on her back then he massaged her abdomen working the water deeper, up her descending Aspinwall, across her transverse colon and down her ascending colon.

He continued to massage her saying,"Let the body of water do its work."

When the cramping got to severe he helped her to the pot then left so she could evacuate privately.

He could hear the splashing of fecal topic, the phone of escaping gas and his little girl's moan. When it was finally silence and she had wiped he flushed and led her back to the bedroom.

A second five bulb enema followed by a third and finally a small three medulla insertion and she was running clear.

He'd gotten a blank robe and panties for her while she was in the privy. Another quick bathroom and she lay down on the bed, exhausted from her enema ordeal.

"Just residuum Princess,"he said.

"Daddy, when are we going to do it ?"

"We want to wait three time of day after your enemas,"glancing at his watch he added,"It's

With a shake she pled,"Can't we wait ‘ til tonight ?"

He hesitated, should he tell her the truth ? If nix else he was always good with her.

"Princess, midday will be the first clip. We're going to do it four or five times over the course of action of the day."

"Oh dada,"she moaned.
"Joanie, I want to break you in as quickly as possible. I'm afraid you're going to become quite familiar with light meals and clyster, now, get some rest."

Joanie couldn't imagine being able-bodied to reside but in her exhausted state she was sleeping within minutes.

Gently he shook her,"It's noon Princess,"he said as he rolled her panties off.

She started to whine but then she felt his pin-up tongue on her. God how she adored receiving unwritten sex. After he'd given her three orgasms he sat up and pulled her across his lap. She saw him pick up the lubricating substance from the pillow.

showtime one digit then two in her, pushing the lubricating substance deep into her and stretching her sphincter then more lube. He helped her to lie next to him on her tummy.

He talked to her.

"You've got hatful of lube. Remember how the physician had you push down when she put her finger in you ? I want you to do the same affair. When you feel me press against you push down like you're trying to potty, understand."

"A quivery articulation answered,"Yes Daddy."

"Remember how I was on your back rubbing against you ? We're going to do it the same way, you'll lie on your tummy and I'll lie on your back. That's the loose way for the little girl and, Princess once I'm in I won't come out until I've cum in you."

He massaged her hip and freighter then straddled her and lay on her back. He slid his penis along her go several metre then guided it to her opening.

"button Princess,"he said as he thrust forward. The head of his cock split her sphincter muscle and he was in her.

God, it's not like in the porno films Joanie thought ; this hurts, burning like flak. She heard the first of what she knew would be many moans, Oooooooooo damn this hurts.

"Daddddddddy, oh Daddddddddy, it hurts."

"I know Princess, try to slacken. Christ, I love your bottom. You're so tight, like a velvet baseball mitt gripping me. You're the best Joanie, the very best."

He was not completely in yet, he hadn't begun to pump he was slowly moving deeper into her. Her tissues were stamp and, as a Virgin she was being stretched to accommodate his girth. That's why he wanted her several times this first day, he wanted her broken in. As he bottomed out he rested, waiting for what he knew would come next.

Joanie continued to moan and sob then suddenly she tried to wriggle out from under him.

"I've got to go, pa, please let me up, I've got ta go now,"she wailed.

It happened nearly every sentence with an unschooled anal virgin, she was afraid she'd embarrass herself, she desperately needed the toilet, she had to move her bowels.

He held her down as she fought to escape.

"Princess, you had your enemas, you don't have to go. That's not feces, that's my pecker filling your rectum. Just relax I'm going to fuck you now,"as he started to pump her.

God, there's no feeling in the earth like a young girl's virgin anus and rectum. The unbelievably tight grip of her sphincter muscle muscle squeezing his erection, fighting him, trying to scorn him. It would always be grand but it would never be quite the same. She'd be looser each hereafter fourth dimension. That wasn't all bad, she would be teach how to flex those muscles to squeeze and masturbate him and he could play a little rougher.

"Tighten up, squeeze me, help me cum Princess,"he told her.

As she gripped him he stroked harder and faster until Joanie was wailing then he exploded. pulse rate after streaming impulse spewed into her, he thought he'd never contain cumming, it felt like he'd pumped a dry quart into her yet he stayed in her until he'd softened. As he fell out he could see that she was dripping, she had a huge anal retentive cream pie.

Joanie's moan had quieted, she looked up at him with her tear stained eyes.

"I love you, you know. Am I your charwoman now ?"

He kissed her centre and then her lips,"Yes you're my woman for now and for ever."

"You kinda forced me, didn't you ?"

"Yes, I guess I did and for that I'm sorry."

"I'm not. I knew I'd have to do it sometime. It did smart but, in trueness, the anticipation was risky than the reality."

"I'm glad you feel that way but now I think you might want to sit on the thunder mug for a little while then put a couple of scanty on and number lie down with me. I'm going to be draining out of you for a while and it could get messy."

When she came back she lay on her breadbasket, her head on his chest and asked,"You said I was the best, did you really entail it ?"

"Princess you're fantastic. Far and away the advantageously I've ever enjoyed."

"You've done it with former girls ; I know you did it with Morgana, who else ?"

"Nosey Little Princess."

"Did you do it with Mommy ? Did you, huh ?"

"Frequently."

"Other missy ?"

"A few."

"What was it like with Morgana ?"

"Joanie, she's so slender with her small little butt, I always felt I had to take it easy with her. I like plump butt, like Mommy's and even more so, like yours, you're absolutely perfect."

"Would you do it with Morgana again ?"

"Couldn't, it would make water you off and I don't want that."

"No it wouldn't, before I was jealous but no Sir Thomas More. I'm your girl now, if you want to you can. In fact I wouldn't mind watching."

"Really, why ?"

"dad, I know what it feels like, maybe I'd like to see what it looks like."

"We'll see."

"Just think about it."

They'd been resting for about an time of day when Rob said,"Ready to go again."

Joanie shimmied out of her step-in and lay face down on the bed.

Taking a pillow and placing it beside her hips he said,"We're going to try a different position this time."He rolled her onto her backbone with her hips on the pillow so that her seat was elevated.

"I want to be able to see your reasonably fount,"he told her as he added a petty lubricant, she was still pretty sleek from before.

As he moved up to her he lifted her leg and asked her to pull them back toward her chest of drawers, adding,"Remember to bear on when I ask, ok ?"

"Ok Daddy."

"get-up-and-go Princess."

When he popped into her she grimaced and groaned. As he slid forward Joanie moaned and one eye teared. When he was completely in he rested.

"feeling the fullness again Princess ?"

A pained,"Unhuh,"rasped from mystifying in her throat.

"I know you're probably feeling some hurting. I'm stretching you, your anus and rectum, but eventually you'll be capable to learn me in easily."

"God I hope so Daddy."

Still resting he massaged her breast and leaned forward to kiss her.

"My Little Princess, beautiful of nerve, succulent of knocker, with her soft lily-white tummy and golden lock ; I could just eat you up."

Maybe later he would but she thought not, she was for sure that today would be devoted exclusively to attention to her bottom.

"Joanie, have you ever pleasured yourself with your finger's breadth ?"

"Daddddddddy, what kind of a head is that. God, even in this side you can embarrass me."

Rob took her hand and guided it between her legs.

"I think it will feel commodity, especially when I'm pumping you."

Reaching down he opened her sass, at the top her clit was glistening, he directed her fingers saying,"rub."

After several cerebrovascular accident Joanie was rubbing herself in rhythm with his pumping her. If he sped up, she sped up ; if he slowed, so did she. Her strait changed from exclusively groan to throaty groan interspaced with a gurgling, cooing sound.

As he watch she closed her eyes and a small grin played across her lips.

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

He stroked her for about ten moment then forced her legs further back and thrust hard into her, roaring,"I'm cumming, I'm cumming."

Joanie's consistence trembled, as Rob's cum poured into her, her own juices were flooding out in one of the stiff orgasm she'd ever experienced. He continued to pump her as she kept her finger's breadth flying until they were both drained.

"God that was intense Daddy."

"Yeah, it was, wasn't it ; you liked ?"

"My poor bottom's sore but my petty snatch's sure happy."

It was moving toward late afternoon, Rob said,"Let's grab a shower and get a bite to eat."

As they sat eating ham sandwiches with french-fried potatoes and cole coleslaw Joanie said,"That placement was kinda neat, how we could watch each other's faces, see each former's eye. Is that your favorite stead ?"

"I like it for just those ground but, no, my favorite is girl under on her knees, me behind her."

"Why, what do you like about it ?"

"You know how you like cowgirl, how you can ride me, bounce and really get into it ?"

"Yeah, I sure do."

"It's a little like that, I like letting her spirit my strength, all of my length and girth, giving her a rough ride."

"God, you make it phone like she's in a dominated, submissive position."

"Maybe she is, maybe she is."

"Is that what we're going to do later ?"

"No, you're not ready for that. I like to play hard, I'd hurt you. Eventually we'll get there but not yet."

"What are we going to do next ?"

With a grin, he answered,"You'll just have to wait."

The wait wasn't long. He took her hand and led her back to the bedchamber. She stepped out of her slippers, he helped her out of her gown and rolled her step-in off.

Sitting on the bedside he guided her over his lap saying,"We need to relubricated you after the shower."

Her little ring was red ; the vigorous workout she'd received was plain as he fingered the lube into her.

He started with her on her back but without the pillow. Lifting her legs he entered her, again he paused when he was fully in her so she'd experience the full feeling in her bowels before slowly pumping her a few times then he started to turn her.

She thought he was going to make a motion behind her and she wasn't ready for that yet but once she was on her side he straddled her lower leg and held her top leg up as he moved against her.

With one hired hand holding her top hip his other massaged her abdomen.

As he began thrusting deeply into her she saw a belittled smile appear on his lips.

He continued to hold her lower potbelly, then taking her hired man and guiding it to her abdominal cavity low, just above her pubic os he said,"Feel."

She was startled, it was as if something active was in her stomach, she could feel it and, when she looked down she could even see movement.

"That's me in you Princess."

"It feels Wyrd, like something alive was in me."

"Oh, it's alive and hungry for some more Princess. Now give yourself some digit and maybe we can get off together."

Finished, Rob told her,"Why not houseclean up a little and fall back. I want a some of my Princess dessert ; put on a slight constitution, lipstick and eye liner, I want you sexy.

"Really,"she exalted as she leapt from the bed.

"Really, now hurry up, Daddy's hungry."

Rob was lying on his back when she returned.

"Sit on my thorax facing me,"he directed.

"Now scoot forward."

"Perfect."And it was, her pretty pink puss was right at his lips.

"Can you see ?"He asked.

"No,"she pouted.

"Would you like to ?"

She bounced a piddling,"Yes, yes, yes."

From under the pillow he pulled out a hand mirror as he extended his tongue and flicked it along her slit.

Accompanied by her ohs, ahs, coos and Oh my Gods, he tongued her for over ten minutes before he sucked the deep red red tip of her clit between her lips.

She couldn't keep on her concentration on watching, she dropped her mirror, grabbed his school principal and pounded her pussy against his mouth until she came with a surge and gush of tasty, tart peach flavored girl juice.

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

"Oh pappa, that was awing. I want a mirror every time."

"wellspring, take the matter off the dressing table and tilt the mirror a lilliputian, I think you'll be able to watch."

"What do I get to watch next ?"

"Let me sit up a little."

He put a pillow against the head board and reclined against it with his pegleg extended.

"Ok, now sit on my lap facing the mirror. Can you see ?"

"All of me but not a great deal of you."

"I'm going to lubricate you, can you see my hand ?"

He fingered her not quite so pixilated footling ring working in the KY Jelly.

"Could you see ?"

"God yes, you had your fingers up my lilliputian behind hole."

"Wonderful, what we're going to do now is anal verso cowgirl. I want you to get out your stifle under you and squat over me. Once I'm in you can sit down. You'll be directing the natural action, ok."

Once he'd gotten the chief in her she sat down with a slight moan as he filled her.

"Oh God Princess, run forward just a niggling, I want to see me in you, let me admire your grotesque ass. bait me, I want to see it going in and out."

He held her hip and let her rock and pump on him, reveling in the sounds she was making ; still some groan but mostly noise of pleasure over the show she was giving herself.

Finally he slipped his manus around and let her twit his finger to climax.

"You didn't cum,"she pouted.

"Don't headache, I will. Let's see how we can get into status where you an watch when I'm behind you."

"Lie prostrate and impress around so you can see your cheek. You won't be able to see a lot of me going into you but you can watch your smile."

"right hand,"she sarcastically replied as she squirmed around on her belly until she found the Charles Herbert Best view.

"We're going to do it like we did the outset clock time,"as he straddled her hips.

After gliding along her crack cocaine several clock time he centered on her.

"Push Princess."

She was still quite tight but it was getting leisurely each time.

With her moan as he popped through her sphincters and a moan as he slid forward he filled her.

"Oh God dada, you're so big."

"Feel full Princess ?"

"Yes, so full, so full."

"Does it feel good ?"

"It feels sorta like the cramps I get when you give me an clyster, like I really, really have to go."

"Put your hired man under you, on your abdomen. I'm going to transfer my slant of incursion so I'm pushing toward your belly button, you should be able to feel me."

Once her hand was in place he scooted eminent on her back so his penetration was more toward her battlefront ; he started to pump her.

"I feel you dada, I can palpate you."

He grasped each of her face opening her pass wider, going deep than he had before.

Joanie gasped, new tissue was stretching, it hurt ; her heart teared.

"Oooooooooo Daddy, you're too big, you're sooooooooo big,"as a tone down sob broke from her chest.

He pounded her deep, heavy and profligate for respective minutes. He moans had crook to wails, her sobs to a wailing cry as her weeping flowed.

"credit crunch me, aid me cum and it will be over,"he instructed.

She tightened down as considerably she could, it was difficult with the knockout driving fucking she was getting but finally she felt the heat as he roared and his ejaculate flooded her bowel.

Better, it was better He was still in her, still riding her but not as hard, not as deep. He stayed in her until his balls were drained..

He lay beside her expecting her to come into his arms, instead she curled into the fetal position with her back to him.

"You hurt me pop, why did you hurt me ?"She whimpered.

"I'm sorry Princess, I just wanted you to induce a small-scale taste of what rough swordplay is like."

"That was a small taste ? I don't want a disk full, I don't think I could take it. Have you looked at me ?"

He had. She was sweaty, her hair was a disheveled mess, her center were swollen and rip stained trailing mordant streaks over her face where her mascara had run, she was beautiful, exquisite in fact.

"Come here and let me hold you Princess."

She crawled into his arms.

"That was just a taste, what's the"Full Monte ?"

"Joanie, I can go on like that for an hour or to a greater extent, that was less than five minutes."

"Then that's what I want shucks it, I want to watch you do that to Morgana."

"That's pretty wicked, you really don't like Morg do you ?"

"Not much."

"Joanie, I don't know that I can do that, I mean she's my bureau manager, an important employee to me, I hope you can understand."

"wellspring, that's what I want, maybe you'll find a way. I'm not going to do it ‘ til I see someone else take it."

"God young lady, what do you want."

"I want to see Morgana O'Tim Leary fucked so hard she can't walking, ok ? I hate her and I want her to ache for a week."

Rob dropped it, it was obvious that Joanie's abhorrence ran deep.

They made up, she cooled off, wasn't mad at him any more, said,"I can't stoppage pissed at you Daddy."

They day ended, the two of then in bed together in the spoonful position. He'd taken her from behind, his manpower fondling her bosom as she entertained herself with her digit. He came in her for the fifth part sentence that day and was still in her as they drifted into an exhausted sleep.

They spent the remainder of their time at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an enema every two Clarence Day, he suggested it would be easy with a two quart enema bag but Joanie nixed that suggestion. She liked the affair, the feeling of surrender she got from being over Rob's lap. accuracy be told, he preferred it that way, too. They experimented with every possible position except one. Rob wasn't getting that until she saw someone else endure it. If she didn't see it it would never be part of their own repertoire, catamenia, replete stop.

Their human relationship would always be close, they were after all father and daughter but where was their cozy bonding going. Joanie wanted to last as Rob's wife and have his children and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more loving and get it on partner. He could run his business from a phone and computer from their minor cabin until he could supersede it with a lakefront home. And, as lots as she detested Morgana even Joanie agreed that she was a real plus to her fathers business. Rob decided he'd give her a raise and a 10 % share of the stage business to continue to run their city spot. He planned to put everything in movement as soon as they got back.

Henry M. Robert Burns : The expert laid schemes o'man an'men aft go aglee.

Jewish proverb : Man programme, God laughs.

And so it seems. The day before they were to return from to the city he received a call from his accountant.

"Rob, I think there is a job. It's not something I want to get into over the telephone set but I'd like to fit with you face to face at your other convenience, when are you planning to return ?"

"I'll be back tomorrow evening late then I'm get together with Morgana in the sunrise, how about dejeuner ?"

"Rob, I'd like to meet with you before you see Morgana if possible."

"If you think that's best, sure, we can. Want breakfast ?"

"beigel and Lox at Cohen's, eight-thirty ok with you ?"

"OK, see you then Sol."

Cohen's was the adept Jewish deli in town. When Rob walked in at eight-twenty Sol already had a table.

After they ordered Rob asked,"What's so important Sol ?"

"Rob do you screw what a misapplication is ?"

"Never heard of it, what is it ?"

"It's a word no businessman ever wants to learn. It's synonymous with defalcation and that's what has occurred in your office."

"Sol, what the pit do you signify, it's only Morgana and me…Sol, what are you saying ?"

"You know I was doing a mini-audit in preparation for tax metre, right ?"

"Yeah, sure as shooting Sol."

"It's not big Rob but I have evidence Morgana has misappropriated $ 2000. Let me express you."

Opening his briefcase he provided corroboration evidencing the indisputable fact that, through checks to herself Morgana had stolen $ 2000.

"Rob, I checked back, this seems to be the exclusively loss I can identify, I think I've found it all ; these copies are for you."

Rob looked and felt sick.

"Sol, thanks for this information but, I hope you understand, I don't feel much like breakfast, what I feel like is that I just got kicked in the balls."

"Rob, I understand, I know how much you rely on her."

"Yeah, I was considering semi-retirement, giving her more responsibility along with more money and a percentage of the business. So what do I do now ?"

"The police are, of course an alternative or you could force out her. Why not lecture to her get-go, find out what happened, why she did it then decide how to proceed."

"Good advice Sol, thanks, but now if you'll excuse me I think I'm going to go somewhere and puke."

Rob walked for pulley block lost in sentiment, what to do, what to do. This sure fucked up his program. Finally, he came to a conclusion. Maybe he could relieve Morgana, when it came down to it it would really be up to her. He'd meet with her and react to her response ; tonight.

He took out his cell earphone and called the office.

"Hey Morg, listen, something's hail up ; I won't be able to make it in but I still want to get together as soon as possible. How about I grab a bottle of vino and stop by your place around eight, would that work for you ?"

"Sure Rob, that would be great."

"Unh, maybe if you feel like it we could even represent a slight, you think ?"

"Oh Rob, I'd love to but what about Joanie ?"

"She's matured, what can I say."

There was a smile in her voice as she said,"I'll be fix for anything."

He knew what that meant. She'd be bathed, scented and dressed to the nines after giving herself two Fleet enemas. He drove home, he had a day to waste.

"Princess, something's happened at the office, I'm afraid it may delay our plans, I hope not but I'm encounter with Morgana this evening to hash out things. I'll be tardily getting home, in fact I may not be home ‘ til morning."

"Daddy, you're going to birth sex with"That cleaning lady,"aren't you ?"

"My, my, young daughter, if that didn't sound Clintonesque, but, yes, I may. Hope I do because if I do you may get your wish."

She had a pose flavour on her face,"My indirect request"…then the light went on, and"you mean it might pass off ?"

"Cool your fountain and ask me tomorrow."

She gave him a smiling,"Want me to warm up you up for tonight ?"

Over the course of the day he brought his beautiful, desirable daughter off five fourth dimension but he wouldn't let her reciprocate,"Saving the juice for where it might do the most good."

"Daddy, what's going on ?"

"Ask me tomorrow,"was all he'd evidence her.

He was fashionably late, ringing her buzzer at eight-ten. She answered with a smile.

As he'd forecast she was impeccably attired, a beige pants suit, os mid-heeled pumps, a white blouse with a petty brown ribbon worn as a tie. She smelled of gardenias. She reached up and kissed him.

Rob couldn't resist the jab,"You look lovely Morg, the gaffer give you a raise ?"

She giggled girlishly but reddened,"Must have."

He offered up a bottle of a OK Chardonnay,"Shall we have a trash ?"

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her keep room she was flyaway and schoolgirlish in a way a 43 year old woman shouldn't be but Morgana was with the only when man she'd ever loved. If the Truth be known, Morgana O'Leary had never had a date until she went to make for with Rob. Throughout school she was the skinny, geeky girlfriend with glasses. She didn't go to the promenade, no one asked her, her 165 IQ did give her valedictory speaker and get her a full ride scholarship to a fine college but she had zero social science and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job interview, they'd met in a burnt umber shop. It was wax and he'd asked if he could contribution her table.

How she remembered it, she was nearly happen upon dumb, here was a really hot guy sitting with her. As they talked she learned that he was newly widowered and had a small baby, he was looking for a nanny.

Morgana was between jobs, yeah, do I take aim the Big Eight firm or the strong-growing smaller business firm that would fast go after her to a partnership. She had a captain in account statement and was moving up in the human race ; and she was smitten.

"I'm Morgana O'Leary and I'm between job right now, would you think me for your nanny place, I've never been a nanny but I love children and I could learn."Morgana had never been so forward in her aliveness, she was trembling, her tummy wheeling and her bladder about to burst as she waited for his reply.

"So tell me, Morgana O'Timothy Francis Leary, what are your qualifications ; by the way, I'm Rob Masters.

Morgana couldn't suppress a little smile,"So you're a Masters, too. Mine's from Columbia, my Bachelors is from Vassar, they're in accounting."

"You're unplayful, right ?"

"Of row I'm serious Mr. Masters, unfortunately, I'm always serious."

"Let me ask you Ms. O'Leary, how often money do you command in the open food market ?"

She thought for a moment, she was inclined to lie, down, way down…she really wanted to work for him but she couldn't even for that tell a fib, she told him the truth.

"Sherwood Anderson has an fling of $ 212,000 on the table but a littler house's offered $ 205,000 and a partnership after a year."

"Why are we even talking, I mean, I can pay you $ 35,000 as a nanny-goat and if you could do some work with my company on the accounting slope I could issue forth up with maybe another $ 50,000. $ 85,000 tops."

And something happened to Morgana O'Timothy Francis Leary that she'd never experienced. She was rocked by feelings she'd never experienced and suddenly she was sitting in a kitty. She wasn't a Virgo, one dreaded experience in eminent school but never an climax, Oh My God, she'd just had her first

She was so embarrassed, he had a minuscule smile on his expression, he took her helping hand and kissed the back like a French gentleman.

"I love your perfume Morgana."

She wasn't wearing any, she knew, like a cat in hotness she was giving off pheromones, and she knew he knew it.

She nearly broke down as she pled,"Can I have the job, please Rob ?"

She felt so foolish and she wasn't a foolish fair sex, at to the lowest degree she'd never felt so.

"Do you have a place near here,"he asked.

"Only a couple of blocks."

"Could we go over there and discuss it ?"

She knew she should be scared, she knew she should run, instead she said,"I'd like that."

Then he let her cognise what was going to happen.

"Morgana, like I said, I love the odor of your fragrance. Before we leave I'd like you to go to the madam room, take aim off your step-in and work them back to me."

She knew she turned as red as a ripe Washington orchard apple tree but when they walked out her pantie were his souvenir. Before the eve was over she'd learned just how a lot she loved sex. The next day her tight fitting little body ached all over. He'd fucked her every way imaginable, spanked her and ended the evening by sodomizing her, she was in love. She started piece of work for him the next Monday morning. Then he'd kicked her to the curb, now he was back.

She finished the last of her wine and asked,"Care for more than Rob ?"

"No, not yet, I think we need to talk, don't you ?"

"What do you mean Rob ?"

"Did you know I had Sol doing an audit ?"

"No, I didn't know."

"I thought not. Do you know what he found…"

She started to reply, to deny.

"Morg, please, don't lie to me, I know what you've done, what I want to have it away is why."

She started to tremble as her eyes teared.

He knew she was about to lose control. He stood, took her helping hand, led her to the bathroom and dropped her gloomy clothing.

"Sit before you pee yourself,"he told her.

She flowed like a flame hose from both her urethra and her eyes,"Rob, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

He took a pad of lav tissue, wiped her, helped her to place upright and straightened her clothing.

"Now, tell me what happened."

"Oh Robbie, I don't know, I just don't know. I was pissed at you and I went a little crazy."

"Can you pay the money back ?"

She sobbed,"Rob I spent it, when you said, ‘ did your boss give you a raise,'I nearly peed myself then. I bought this Donna Karan gasp suit and still had to add $ 500, God I feel like such a tramp."

"Morg, you've been my right field hand for a lot of years, I can't remember anything that has hit me so hard as this. What should we do ? I mean, I have the cogent evidence, should we bring in the police force ? Should I fire you, what would you do if it was your decisiveness ?"

"Rob, please, not the police, I'd never be able to get another job, please not that, anything but that."

"Ok, let's take the cops off the board, you think I should fire you then ?"

"Oh God Robbie, I think I'd go suicidal if you fired me, I don't want to ever be anywhere else but here, if I can't be here I don't want to be anywhere, please not that, it would be like banishment from an Amazonian tribe, I'd wander in the wilderness."

And the hole was set, he knew he'd get what he really wanted. The last thing in the world he wanted to do was fire Morgana, his job genius. He wanted to uprise her.

Key words, Word of God she'd understand.

"But Morgana, you've been a bad young woman, a very bad girl."

A light came into her centre,"Robbie what do with your bad missy. What do you do when Joanie is a bad young woman ?"

"Morg, she's my girl, when she's a bad little girl I spank her. Are you suggesting that I should spank you ?"

"Yes, yes, delight Robbie, anything to let me continue to work here."

He took a few minute appearing to muse what she'd said.

"Morg, can you pay the $ 2000 back ?"

"Robbie, I don't have it all, I can give you $ 300 now, ok ?"

I'll secernate you what, you pay me whatever you can every hebdomad. I'll ejaculate over every Saturday to collect whatever you can pay, ok."

He could see her relax, this wasn't going to be so bad she thought ; wrong.

"Now the relief, yes, you've been a bad girl and you're going to be spanked ; tonight and every Saturday night until you've repaid the $ 2000., do you agree to that ?"

"Rob, I've never been spanked in my life."

"Is that going to change tonight Morg ?"

She thought about the alternative before saying,"Yes, I guess it is, isn't it."

With his left hand he picked up the little valise he'd brought while with his right he took Morgana's hand.

"Let's get it over with,"he said as he led her to her bedroom.

He surveyed the room, at her toilet table there was a fine straight backed chairperson, ideal for the matter at hand. He turned it so it was centered in the room.

With her standing in front of him, he took her jacket crown off then untied the bow around her cervix. Slowly he unbuttoned the handlock of her farseeing sleeved blouse then down the front before taking it over her shoulders and down. Morgana was s slender adult female, her breasts were humble and high school, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

Her mammilla were little and tight as if she was chilled and she was trembling.

"footmark out of your shoes,"he ordered.

Beautiful bone heart with a medium heel were shed, he unfastened the waist dance orchestra of her pant and let them fall.

He told her to ill-treat out of the slacks ; she did, she stood in ivory thigh highs and her beige panties.

He could see that she was terrified, even though she'd been to the john not to yearn before he saw that she might embarrass herself. He led her back, lowered her panty and seated her. It wasn't a flow, rather a pip-squeak, spurt, squirt before he helped her up, pulled her panties back into seat and led her to the chair.

He opened his event and took grandmother's hairbrush out, laying it aside he pulled her across his lap.

"Morg, I'm going to spank you on your scanty for a while then I'll take them down and give you some more, finally you'll get ten of my best with the brush. Did you have your clyster ?"

In an almost incomprehensibly quivering vocalization she answered,"Yes Robbie, two."

He knew she meant Fleets.

"good, then I'll give you a reaming to remember."

"Ok Robbie, that's what I want, too."

"Afterwards do you desire me to stay the night Morg ?"

"Please stay."

"Ready ?"

"No,"she whined.

His hand fell with a sally, medallion on silk.

God that burned, she thought then the second, tertiary, forth, maybe ten percent battered her. Her minuscule butt, so small, so plastered, his handwriting covered both boldness, she was in teardrop. Morgana O'Tim Leary was a well girl, she'd never been spanked in her spirit ; she was being spanked now.

Her legs were splayed and she was sobbing by the clip she'd absorbed the tenth gust. Then, over her panty she felt his finger's breadth on her, she thrust back to encounter his signature and came explosively.

He teased,"Your panties seem to be wet, let's get them off."He rolled then down over her slim hips and off. As he held then they seemed small enough to fit a young child.

Time for some more, he said, as he began to spank. Flesh on flesh the crack was resounding, he watched and smiled as she went from deep red to scarlet and finally streaks of blue. She was squirming, kicking and trying to hightail it but her small body was light to contain. With just his left deal on the pocket-size of her back he held her in blank space until she'd ceased her fight, he gave her four or five Sir Thomas More house spanks then, with her sex cupped with his right hand and his thumb massaging her rosebud, he brought her to her secondly orgasm

"We're almost done,"he said as he gave her ten rapid thwacks with granny's hairbrush.

Her tight petty ass was a kaleidoscope of colors, he admired his study. Morgana wasn't even squirming, she'd never experienced such pain, she felt like she was on the edge of consciousness when she felt the chill on her anus. She was being lubricated, she was about to be sodomized, fingers probed her then she was lifted and laid face down on her bed.

hired man gripped her narrow hips lifting her to her knee joint, hands parted her small nether cheeks, press against her anus and parole she hadn't heard in six years.

"thrust Morg."

God, she tried, she tried to labor but it had been six years, she screamed as he penetrated her.

"Still like it do you Cutie ?"He asked.

It hurt like fire but, yes, she did like it, six years and now he was back. Even as he slid into her, hurting her, stretching her, filling her she did like it. Only when he was really raspy with her did she not like it and he wasn't going to do that tonight, he wasn't going to wreck her, he was going to bang her jolly hard but she'd be able-bodied to walk tomorrow.

"Yes, I like it,"she moaned."Cum in me, please grant me your cum,"she pled.

He did and she loved the feel of his hot seminal fluid pulsing into her.

"Please stick all night,"she begged as he pulled out.

"Morg, peach, are you still having periods."

Shyly she answered,"Not every calendar month but sometimes."

"So you're still fertile, right ?"

"I guess so, yes."

"What are you using for nativity control ?"

She snorted out a gag,"For the final stage six years abstinence."

"I'm going to have sex you this evening, tomorrow get some of the morning after pills and then get yourself an IUD if you want to do anything more. say me what you've done next Saturday, ok ?"

"You're going to come back,"she exalted.

"Morg Darlin'every Saturday until you've repaid my money I'm going to spank you, fuck you then enjoy your sweet tiny ass."

"volition you spank me the same way you did tonight ?"

"Not as hard and no hairbrush, why, did you like it."

"When I came, yeah. I can't believe you made me cum from a spanking, incredible."

He let her nestle against him, in malice of the jumpy anal sex and the spanking she was cooing contentedly.

She whispered,"I was mad at you, that's why I did it. I guess I was just looking for some acknowledgment from you ; I suppose you could say I got acknowledged, huh."

"Morg, you know it's going to convey some time to reestablish the trust we had. The money in and of itself is not the rattling issue although I do bear it to be repaid. You could borrow the additional $ 1700 from your mother, you know."

"I know Robbie but that way I wouldn't really feel that I'd been punished and, besides, you wouldn't give me my spankings,"she retorted with a little smile.

Gently he rolled her to her back and entered her. Her six year of abstinence were evident as he slid forward. She was as fast as a untried girl, wet than Joanie as she moaned,

"Oh God, how I've missed this."

Over the form of the night, between periods of dozing, they copulated several more times. He left saying,"I'll see you at the authority, I'll be there around noon."

Joanie was in the kitchen having coffee when he got home. She put down her cup and gave him a hug.

Then, with her nuzzle twitch like a bunny rabbit coney, she said,"You did, didn't you ? I can smell her all over you, God her sex stinks."

"That's enough Princess, we discussed what might happen before I left, I don't think we need to retrograde it now, ok."

"No, it's not ok, I hate it."

"Settle down Joanie, those immature eyes of jealousy you're display are about to make you a red bottom. Now, let's sit down and have deep brown and I'll tell you what's going on."

After recounting the tale of the missing $ 2000 she said,"Well then, you're going to force out her aren't you ?"

"Is that what you think I should do ?"

"dada, she stole from you, of course you should dismiss her."

"That could put a real crimp in our plans, wouldn't you agree ?"

Joanie paused, she hadn't considered these branching,"I guess it would, wouldn't it ? So, what are you going to do ?"

"Rehabilitate her, in fact I've already started."

"How so ?"

"A short stick and carrot game, if you will. She has to pay the money back. I'm going to meet with her each Saturday night until the $ 2000 is completely repaid, then she'll get a spanking to cue her of what she's done."

"Ok, so what's the carrot ?"

"Sex, partly for her and partly for you."

"That doesn't make sense, how for me ?"

"The final examination Sat, when she pays the concluding of the money I'm going to have got her come in here."

"And ?"

"Morg usually uses two Fleet enemas in preparation. That day I'm going to severalize her to skip them, that I want to render her a complete wash out like I give you. We can set you up in my loo, you can watch out if you want. Afterwards I'll take her out, probably to tiffin, we'll be gone the requisite three 60 minutes. When we get back you'll get your wish ; fair enough ?"

Joanie let her mind wander. It would be fun watching Morgana's weedy little butt being filled with water, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her midget breasts and childlike hips across her Daddy's lap. And later,"The drive,"Joanie knew just a little of what that was like, if he stayed on her long the poor adult female would be wrecked. Two divergent idea struck her. In spite of her animus toward Morgana she felt some understanding for her and, second, she was going to hold a TV recorder with her so she could pic it.

"Fair enough,"she answered.

For Joanie time flew, fourth dimension dragged.

She missed her Daddy on the Saturday night he was away. She hated that he came home plate with"That womanhood's"aroma permeating him. She'd prepared her vantage period. Their rest home had an interesting feature. The schoolmaster bedroom's great waltz closet was actually a walk-through, with entrances from both the quiescency living quarters and a moment entry from the bathroom. She could sink in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a belittled but comfortable professorship so that she had an unobstructed sight lineage to the bed. Her telecasting camera was on a tri-pod and ready for natural action. And now time dragged as she anxiously awaited.

She, however had neglected one thing in her joy that she'd be realizing her wish. She'd told her Daddy that she wouldn't do it like that until she'd seen it done and now it seemed they were just weeks, days away from her initiation. Time was flying toward that fateful issue. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her panties coming off, her cute full bottom being penetrated, her making the sorrowful phone of rough sex. In truth, she was scared, already scared and she hadn't even watched yet.

Inevitably that final Sabbatum was upon them. Rob let her bonk that Morgana would be over at mid-morning to pay her final exam installment.

Joanie's tum was a kettle of fish, she couldn't even eat breakfast then a bout of diarrhea and a faint bladder, she'd peed four times before the doorbell rang.

expectation and trepidation warred as she went through the lavatory to her chair. She waited for about ten proceedings, she assumed they were handling their concern transactions before she heard the piddle running in the adjacent bathroom. It stopped and her Daddy walked into the bedroom with his five congius bucket. He sat it beside the bed then got the red lightbulb syringe and KY jelly. He walked out.

Morgana was wearing a fountainhead cut pantsuit when he led her in, she was carrying a lilliputian overnight case, she set it down. He was telling her how proud he was of her for fulfilling her responsibility, she was beaming like a richly schooling girl on her first date with the football star.

"Robbie, why didn't you want me to get myself ready, I always have before ?"

"Sweet Morgana, I want to fall in you a deep cleaning. I'll give you a series of enemas until the pee runs pass. I want your rectum and colons completely empty, I thought we could have got a nice long academic term this afternoon."

"Wonderful Robbie, that sounds wonderful."

Her pantsuit was pale lavender, Rob took her crownwork off, folded it and lay it on the chair. Then an ivory casing came over her question. Her brassiere was also picket lavender, when it came off Joanie wondered why she bothered, her knocker were no more than a couple of fried eggs capped with eraser sized rose teat. Rob bent and kissed each one.

"stone's throw out of your brake shoe Morg,"he asked

They were ivory, matching her shell, low heeled pumps. He unfastened the waistline of her slacks and let them fall, then picked them up, folded them and added them to the early items on the chair.

Her panty were the Saame picket lavender as her bra. To Joanie they looked to be about a child size one. She didn't think they'd accommodate even a single cheek of her plump bottom. Rob rolled them off.

Naked, Joanie could see how absolutely bantam Morgana was. Her fumble was auburn, not shaved but trimmed neatly. He took her hand, led her to the bed, sat and brought her across his lap.

"I'm going to use a little lubricant,"he said as he spread her buttock. As his fingerbreadth slid in Morgana cooed contentedly.

As he began giving Morg her enema Joanie wondered, she got five bulbs each time, could this flyspeck cleaning lady manage as many. She could but she was cramping painfully.

"Robbie, I've got to go,"she pled.

Instead he helped her onto her back on the bed and began to knead her abdomen.

"I want to get the water way up in you Sweetheart, try to relax."Morgana's stomach was distended from all the body of water, as Rob massaged it began to cringe as the weewee was forced deeper into her bowels.

Finally he helped her to stand, she was bent-grass like an old char, holding her belly and moaning as he led her to the bathroom.

"Call me if you need help,"she heard Rob say, as the john door shut.

It sounded like a maelstrom as Morgana's bowels emptied. Gas, feces and groan escaped, it lasted for Thomas More than ten transactions. Joanie thought, God I bet I sound like that, too.

"Rob, I think I need an arm to lean on,"she heard after the flush.

Three sessions and then she was crystallize. Rob had her lie on the bed and rest.

"God Robbie, I think I like my Fleets better, this is exhausting."

"Just take on it easy for a few minutes, then I'll pay you…"

Joanie couldn't believe her ears, she hadn't expected this, she just knew her dad was doing this as a bonus for her as she heard him continue,"your spanking."

"Oh Robbie, you're going to spank me, why, I thought we were even."

"defrayal and a spanking, that was our agreement. This is your last spanking, you ready ?"

He took her clothing from the hot seat, laid her things on the bed then positioned the chair so Joanie's view of Morgana's fanny was unobstructed.

"Come here Morg, lay over my lap."

Slowly she moved into locating and bent.

He jiggled her several fourth dimension, raising her hips, displaying her bum. He laid his hand on her, one deal covered her completely, then, Crack.

Morgana jumped at the contact. He held her low and continued.

pass, shot, cracking. It wasn't a particularly vicious spanking but it was firm enough to bring tears. Morgana squirmed, trying to escape. Her legs were flailing as she unsuccessfully tried to avoid the blows.

Joanie's eyes were big as saucers, as Morgana fought she got one leg off Rob's lap, with the other still restrained, she was wide-eyed open. Her genitals, were agape love, Joanie thought, God I could give her a gynecological test. Even here she noted that Morgana was small, a short-change twat completely containing her labia, she was still a girlish pinko. The spanking ended.

She stared dumbfounded as her Daddy fingered Morgana to a crashing orgasm. She then collapsed over his lap, absolutely spent from her ordeal.

It wasn't until then that Joanie realized that her hand was down the front of her shorts and her panties were soaked. She was breathing so difficult that she feared that Morgana would find out.

When she'd recovered Morgana went to the bathroom to freshen up, Joanie escaped through the bedroom.

After they'd left for dejeuner Joanie changed her panties and glanced through what she'd filmed. In some style it nearly took her breath away. She wondered, could she set her camera up and film her dada with her ; and more importantly, would she need to watch ?

appearance time, she heard his car on the driveway, the pawl of the lock in the front line door and Morgana's lilting voice.

"Thank you for lunch Robbie, I was starved. I skipped dinner final stage night and breakfast this morning, just for you."

"wellspring Sweetheart, now that you're well fed would you like to be well bred ?"

"Oh Robbie, you know I would, I can hardly wait."

"Then let's don't,"he said as he led her to the bedroom.

Joanie watched as he again piece by piece removed her cunning lavender pantsuit. She really wasn't expecting what came next.

Rob took her to the mattress then kissed down her slender figure. He took her with his mouth. Joanie forced herself to heed to Morgana's wow of ecstasy as he brought her to multiple orgasms. God, even from her distant advantage Joanie could see. Morgana did something she'd never done. In awe, Joanie watched as impulse of female semen erupted from her vagina. God, she was squirting all over her daddy's aspect, no blamed wonder he came home smelling like"That Woman's"cunt. She had to, she just had to learn what it took to do that.

Rob stayed on her clitoris until she tried to worm away, pleading, no more, no more.

"What, you don't like,"he teased.

"Oh yeah, I like but I was about to explode."

He slid up and kissed her as he entered her. It didn't take long, Morgana exploded with another trembling, physical structure shaking orgasm, she lay back.

"Fun,"Rob asked.

"Fun,"Morgana answered.

pickings her paw, he pulled her over his lap.

Picking up the tube of lube he asked,"Ready for the finale ?"

Joanie watched as he spread her tight niggling impudence, as low one finger's breadth then two worked lubricant deeply into her. He held her anus open and directly squeezed more of the lube into her. Laying the tube aside, he massaged her derriere ; then,

"Ready ?"

He helped her into office. She was on her knee joint, her chest on the mattress, her look turned toward the lens of Joanie's photographic camera. She was tightly drawn up, her rosehip high-pitched in the air, her tail end displayed and exposed.

Her Daddy massaged Morgana's hips and bottom then moved up against her. His penis looked huge, larger than she'd ever seen it. She watched, the caput seemed to be the size of it of her clenched fist, pressed against Morgana's mingy little first step, she heard the words,"Push Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

Joanie watch while, to a symphony of Morgana's groan, inch after inch slid into her., his pubic hair was pressed against her bottom, he was in.

As he always did with her, her dad paused once he was completely in, allowing her to go through the painful delight of a stretch out and take rectum.

There was a small face on Morgana's nerve and she was panting when he started to piston in and out.

He'd fucked her for around ten or fifteen minutes. Joanie thought, this isn't so bad, he was just on his knees behind her when he seemed to tilt. He drew his groundwork up along side Morgana so that he was in a squat. He rose up and transferred his weight to her hips, changing his slant of penetration so that he was thrusting downward, he impaled her with a thunderous stab.

Oh God, it's starting Joanie thought as she heard the plaintive plaint escape from the early woman.

He was plowing into her grueling and fast like a pile driver. Morgana tried to dribble to the mattress, to hightail it but to no service, he held her body in its tucked position as he pushed down on the little of her back forcing her hips even higher.

Morgana was pleading,"Pleeeeese Rob, no More, no Thomas More, Oooooooooooooooo God, you're splitting me in half, Noooooooooo more."

With the succeeding awesome jab into her body, a sob broke from her breast, the pleading ceased and she babbled incoherently as she cried in agony.

Joanie wanted it to end, it was nearly too gruesome to watch. Still it continued, the bowelless ravishment on the minor woman. Finally, with a hollo, she watched as her Daddy poured pulse after sizzling pulse rate of sperm and semen into her. Even then it didn't end, he continued to harbor her up, continued to do it her until he'd softened and fallen out.

Her television camera saw, she saw, Morgana's anus was beet red and gaped open with cum dripping from her. At last he lowered her to the mattress on the verge of unconsciousness

He got up, went to the privy and got a warm washcloth then, from her little overnight cause he got a impertinent pair of cotton scanty then retrieved two of Joanie's tranquilising suppositories from the refrigerator. He wiped her hilltop with the cloth then her bottom before sliding the two suppositories into her. He pulled the cotton scanty on her, picked her up and carried her to the guest room bed.

Joanie was waiting when he got back to his room.

"Was that what you wanted ?"He asked.

"A solid lot more, God daddy, I'm sick and scared. Help me, please,"she said as she handed him two more of the sedative suppositories, lowered her shorts and panties and lay down on the bed.

Once they were in he asked,"What are you going to do now ?"

pickings off her tee shirt and bra she answered,"I'm going to go lie down with Morgana. I feel so bad for her and it's my fault."

He watched her walk from the room. Maybe a piffling compassion learned, he thought, but, then again she might want to pull through some for herself as he lasciviously eyed her plush, plump inviting bottom.

Joanie climbed into the invitee bed, Morgana was out to the worldly concern. She gathered her into her blazon and kissed her cheek.

After a refreshing nap Joanie was awakened to a most unfamiliar sensation. Still sedated Morgana was mewling like a footling injured kitten. She'd snuggled against Joanie and was suckling on her chest. At a loss about what to do, she considered pushing her away then enwrapped her with her arms, drew her close, smoothed her hairsbreadth and kissed her cheek. She no longer hated,"That char,"it was more like she was an friend. Joanie realized that soon she could be in the Lapp condition.

Morgana was at Joanie's breast for about an hour before she began to get cognizant of her milieu. The first thing she realized was that she was being tenderly held and that she had a plump nipple in her mouth.

"God, I'm sorry Joanie, I mean…"

"I could have stopped it, but I don't mind, it felt nice."

Joanie got up, locked the bedchamber door and returned to the bed.

"I've never been with a cleaning woman, have you Morgana ?"

"Years ago, when I was in high school another girl and I fooled around, nothing serious though, we kissed and fondled each others breasts."

"Did you suck on her breasts ?"

"No, we just touched each other's chest, zilch at all below the waist."

"It might be fun, you've got the cutest trivial slit imaginable ; like a little young lady's. So pocket-size, great and pink."

"Oh the pits Joanie, everything about me is like a little girl's."

"I know and it makes you cute. Would you like to see mine, I'm so infernal big."

Morgana didn't answer but Joanie spread her pegleg,"Open me Morgana."

Slowly Morgana's hand moved toward her although their eyes remained locked.

"Feel how big I am, touch me, please touch me Morgana."

As her fingers began to rub and probe Joanie's breathing changed.

"You're exciting me Morgana, you're going to make me cum, would you like my cum on your finger ?"

Suddenly Morgana's arousal was discernible, too.

"More than on my fingers, I'd like it on my lips."

Joanie splayed her branch even further and reclined back on the pillows.

"Taste me."

Morgana hesitated.

"Please Morgana,"Joanie begged as she cupped the backrest of her head and drew her down.

The spry lilliputian lingua was like nothing Joanie had ever felt, it sought out places her pappa had never found, a gentler, softer touch ; feminine almost feline, it circled her clit, her warm breath, probing her. Joanie could feel her orgasm building.

"Oh Savior, you're about to get your first appreciation of girl cum Mo,"as her body trembled in orgasm.

That magic tongue went to her flow like a kitten to warm Milk River, licking until she began to relax. Then, with a pixilated smile, Morgana moved up and kissed her.

"I think it's my turn,"Joanie said.

"I don't know Joanie, I better maintain these panties on until I can sit on the chamberpot for a piece, I've got a butt full of cum dripping out of me."

Joanie grew suddenly serious.

"I know and I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

"What do you mean, your fault, you had nix to do with it. I wanted Rob to fuck me, he royally fucked me."

"Has he ever been that rough before ?"

"Oh, we've played rough but never like that, I'm not sure I can take the air yet and I sure don't want to sit. I think I'm regulated to my tum for a day or two."

"That's what I mean. Mo, I'm going to be honest with you, pop and I do things together, you know ?"

"You mean, like sex ?"

"Yes, I mean sex and I was so green-eyed of you, I hated you but I don't anymore. I mean, we could share him, he cares deeply for both of us and now we could percentage if you want."

"You mean, like alternate nights ? Something like that ?"

"Yeah, just like that, like for the by various weeks he spent Saturday with you, we could work out days and when you're having your period I'd be with him and when I was he'd be all yours, it would make, don't you agree ?"

Morgana thought, she hadn't had anything for six years until the recent episode. If Robbie would go for it she'd be in heaven.

"I think it's a grand idea but you still haven't answered my interrogation ; why was today your fault ?"

"pop likes anal sex and he likes it a little rough. He gave me a min or two of it and I thought he'd split me undecided. He said that was just a low predilection of what he liked, that he liked to go for a long time that way. I told him,"no way,"‘ til I'd seen him do it with individual else. I told him to do it with you."

"You watched ?"

"From the closet, yes, I saw everything."

"My God Joanie, I'm so embarrassed, you watched me crying and all ?"

"Please don't be angry with me Mo, I want us to be Quaker and even more."

Morgana chuckled,"I guess I should have figured it out when you knew what my pussy looks like."

"Why don't we trade seat, I'd like a snug look."

Morgana reclined on the pillows, Joanie rolled her step-in off. They were soaked.

"shucks, he's got a huge load, doesn't he ?"Morgana said.

"Yeah, he does. Can you get significant Mo ?"

"I've got an IUD but I'm nearly forty-four, so, no, I doubt it."

"Mo, I want kids, his kids. You could be like an aunty to them. Maybe you could live here, all of us together like those polygamists on the TV appearance. We'd each have our chamber then on our nights we could go to him."

"Would he go for it ?"

"Like Marlon Brando said in the Godfather,"We'll make him an offer he can't refuse."

"And what Dear Joanie is that ?"

"All the puss he'll ever want and the cutest bottoms east of the Mississippi both useable in two sizes."

"So when do we propose this to our harem master ?"

"Tonight, at dinner."

"Splendid. By the way, you've been calling me Mo, I like it but I'm going to call you Jo, can you live with it ?"

"Mo and Jo, the Cutie Bootie twins."

"Now just two more things to accomplish,"said Jo.

"What are those ?"

"One I'm looking forward to, I'm going to sample you in a consequence or two."

"And the other ?"

"Not looking forward to at all. I guess it was kinda a challenge. I told dad that if he let me watch while he did you I'd let him do me the same way and I'm scared."

"Understandably. Are you going to go through with it ?"

"I have to."

"When ?"

"If I know my greedy dad, probably tomorrow."

"Do you want me to take in Jo ?"

"Ah, Mo I didn't tell you everything. I filmed it, too. You can do that if you want."

"I want."

"Then it's settled."

The low gear point on Joanie's bucketful list tasted a niggling like salty citrus, when she'd finished to a chorus of Morgana's erotic sounds she retrieved Mo's overnight kit and they both dressed in short pants along with T-shirts.

In the kitchen they started supper, grilled trout, a brown Sir Tim Rice pilaf, mixed summer squash and a spring greens salad.

After eating and cleaning up Joanie asked,"dad could we have a glass of wine-colored and go out by the pocket billiards, Mo and I would wish to talk to you."

"Mo is it now ; ok pour our drinks and let's go out."

Both the girls were anxious, squirming in their chairs, trying to begin the conversation in fits and starts until finally Rob said,"Ok, Joanie, let's start with you. What do you want ?"

"Daddy, Mo and I were talking. I want you to know, I'm not jealous of her anymore and we both know how much you, swell how lots you like sex. So we thought, since we're so different, you know, unlike soundbox that, well you know…"She trailed off.

"You want to pack a nip at it Morg ?"

"Ah, well I guess. I'm skinny as a rail and Jo's got a nice soft plush dead body and since variety is the spiciness of life history, we just thought you might care a natural selection at your beck and call."

"My beck and call is it."

"Yes Daddy,"Joanie piped in, regaining her brass."We thought Mo could rent out her house and motility in with us.

"And what about our plans Princess ?"

"We even talked about that. Mo doesn't think she can get pregnant, so I'll have the baby. I want to get my IUD removed and get started right away."

"And you're alright with this Morg ?"

"Robbie, you know I love you and I've come to adore Jo, yes, it's what I would wish to see happen."

Rob had already decided, the idea of having both the bully little sports car that was Morgana and the plush luxury ride that was Joanie was raising an erection as he sat there, still he thought he'd deliver a petty fun with them.

"So, Joanie you've decided and Morgana you've decided, what if I don't like the idea ?"

"Daddy, how could you not agree."

"Yes Robbie, how could you ?"

"Like Nancy Reagan used to prophesy,"Just say no,"I could just say no."

"But Daddy, you'd lose that diverseness we're offering."

"That's correctly Robbie."

"So, if I say no both of you ma'am are threatening to cut me off, am I reading that right ?"

The chorused,"fountainhead, maybe."

"You two are blackmailing me, using your bodies as currentness, is that fair ?"

"Who ever said girls fight fair, Daddy ?"

"Who would catch some Z's where ?"

"Mo and I would each have our own rooms. You could choose who was to come to your bed each Nox except when we're having our period then the other would be with you."

"What if I wanted both of you ?"

Mo and Jo looked at each early. Mo said,"amercement with me,"Jo added,"Me too."

"You girls ferment out the division of duty for the interior of the house, I'll take precaution of the exterior region and the consortium, clean enough ?"

"Another thing, each of you is to take full wash-out clyster every two days. You'll be responsible for giving them to each other. Morgana, you had yours today but Joanie had hers yesterday, she'll be due tomorrow. I want her to deliver it by no later than ten in the morning."

Mo and Jo looked at each former, Jo's face fell and Mo could read the fear in her eyes, she knew that Jo's forecast had been correct, her rough drive would be the side by side day starting around one in the afternoon.

looking at Joanie, Rob noted her guilty expression and asked,"Is something the matter Princess ?"

"No pa, zippo that tomorrow won't cure, I'm sure."

"Now, one final thing, I want both of you to know that I'm not happy with the scheming that went on behind my back and the menace of blackmail. We won't do this type affair again and I'm going to reinforce the fact that there will be no scheming against me in just a few minutes. Anything else gentlewoman ?"

"What do you stand for you're going to reward the fact that there will be no scheming, Daddy ?"

He got up, carried his glass into the kitchen then said,"come ladies, let's go to my bedroom."

As they came in he directed Morgana to sit on the bed then he positioned his spanking chair so that she would receive a good view of Joanie's bottom..

"Joanie, come and stand in front of me. For you're your stunt tonight each of you is going to receive a spanking. You are going to get ten whack on your short followed by ten whack on your panty and then an indeterminate number on your bare stern. You will be topless as you receive your spankings. I want both of you to part my bed tonight, so at the end of your spanking, please raise into bed. Joanie, take off your top."

Joanie rarely went without a bra, her heavy breast required the living but today was an exclusion. As her T-shirt came off her large nippled, sonorous titty came into thought. Rob took a moment to look up to them, thinking he might want to titty sleep together his daughter soon, maybe after she was pregnant and they began to fill.

"Come fold over my lap,"he directed.

Once in lieu she received ten rapid swats, five on each cheek.

"Stand up and send away your boxershorts Joanie."

After complying she crawled back over his lap.

The pace was more measured, the strokes firmer as ten fell on her pantied bottom.

These had caught her attention, she squirmed and promised to never do it again At the end of ten he held her on his lap and massaged her bottom until she was raising her rose hip to meet his caresses. He went between her legs, stroking her genitalia until her breathing had changed with arousal.

"nip and tuck your rose hip and let me get your panties off Princess."

With her bare across his lap he said,"On the shorts and on the panties are ten each but this is not limited to ten. Morgana, I want you to look the strokes and I want you to count them out loud, read ?"

"Yes Robbie."

chap, the explosive sound and searing sting of flesh on flesh.

"One."

fling

"Two."

At twelve Joanie broke down in tears, two more for undecomposed measure.

"Fourteen."

Rob stroked her open sex, toying with her clitoris with his index and middle finger's breadth while pressing her anus with the pad of his thumb. After a spanking he liked his girls to cum, it didn't make the spanking sting any less, but over time he could get them to count forward to them for the pleasure they got afterwards. Joanie's mother would sometimes beg for her spankings.

With his unoccupied hired hand he smoothed her haircloth and massaged her shoulder. As she started to writhe on his lap he whispered,

"That's a estimable female child Princess, cum for Daddy,"as she had a small orgasm.

He let her reside for a few minutes then said,"Ok, into bed with you."

"Can I have my step-in back Daddy,"she asked as she got off his lap.

"Don't worry, you won't need them Princess."

"Morgana, arrive stand in figurehead of me."

"You know why you're being spanked, don't you ?"

"Yes Robbie."

"Like Joanie you'll get ten on your trunks, ten on your panties and then however many are required on the bare shape to attain the trust resolution. use up your top off Morgana."

What a contrast from Joanie, Morgana's flatbed pectus with piddling Brown University nipples.

He took her hand and led her saying,"Lie across my lap."

low ten rapid swats to her shorts.

standpoint up and look at your shorts off Morgana.

Theodore Harold White cotton plant, just what he'd told her to bring in her overnight compositor's case. He'd bet she was still leaking, he'd put a monumental shipment in her. Spanked once then fucked unmercifully and now a second spanking, this was one step bottom.

He gave her ten steady ones on her scanty, just not quite as firm as Joanie had received. Then he stroked her slit through her panties for respective instant before saying,"Lift your rose hip for me Morg so I can get your panties off."

She was still pink from her earlier spanking.

"Joanie, enumeration them."

Crack

"One."

Crack

"Two"

At nine Morgana was wailing, he added one more.

"Ten."

He fingered her then spread her nether cheeks. She was still red.

He leaned to her and whispered,"I think your tiny little bottom is delectable. Do you think you could learn me again tonight, I'll be gentle."

"Please Robbie, yes. fucking me any clip and any way you want."

"Ok nearly of the Nox I'll be with Joanie, I'll only be in her pussy, but I'll end with you."

"I know, you're saving her bottom for tomorrow, aren't you ?"

"Why would you think that ?"

"I'm not the one that thinks that."

From the bed they heard,"Hey, what are you blackguard whispering about ?"

Rob turned to her and said,"You,"then chuckled.

He patted Mo on the arse,"Ok, into bed with you, too."

The wenches wanted him in the midsection but he deferred, it was Mo on one side, Jo in the middle and Rob on the other side. He wanted to be able to get to Jo without encumbrance.

MISTAKE

It was like a school miss slumber political party, with the giggling girlishness between the two of them. Still it was enlightening, they were obviously comfortable with each other's nude statue consistence but it was something Jo said, a sophomoric attempt at poetry that imparted to him a gem of selective information. Off key she sang, ,"citrus fruit and salt or a cocoa malted, which does a girl discovery sweeter."

Rob opinion of himself as a connoisseur of fine cunt ( as if there is any other kind ). As an example Joanie's mother had been the sweetest of cantaloupe while Joanie was peachy, but Morgana O'Leary was citrous fruit and salt. No question, this distich had become a bit more than allies, he'd ask to observe that in psyche.

Rob let them play for about half an hour then he slid an arm around Joanie and began to massage her tit. He was behind her so he pulled her close. She could palpate his erection against her bottom.

"Monday call your Doctor of the Church up by the cabin, get a recommendation for someone down here. I want you to get an appointment for as soon as possible ; get the IUD removed and let's start out a family, OK Princess ?"

He could hear the joy in her vocalization as she said,"Oh dad, I want your baby so much."

"Good Princess, I wanted oodles of kids, your mother did, too but, as it turned out we, well I guess I, was blessed with only you. I want your breast to the full, your belly swollen and your hind end broad."

"Daddy, I want that so bad. I hope I can get an appointment with individual for Mon but I'm sure it won't be any later than Tuesday."

But Joanie sensed the threatening import when her Daddy said,"Of course, all of our sex will be vaginal until you're pregnant but we still have at least Sunday, don't we Princess ?"

He was kissing her on her neck opening then he began to nip on her. He rolled her onto her tummy and laid upon her back then he forced her up onto her genu. Then he pulled her back until she was in a press glob with her boob forced to the mattress and her hips elevated. He pressed down on the small of her back so that she elevated her sex electric organ like a tabby cat cat presenting. He entered her.

"Oh Yeah Princess, just like this, we'll fill your uterus with sister just like this."

He gave her a fairly rough drive, he always did when he entered her from behind like this, it was evident he preferred this power position. Truth be known, she kinda liked it when he was a piffling crude with her, but not this time, oh, she liked tonight but she knew, she absolutely knew that this was nothing but a air up for William Ashley Sunday, and on Sunday it wouldn't be her vagina getting the ride.

After he'd cum they lay together, him holding her.

"You became pretty good buddies today, you and Morg, huh ?"

"Yeah, I guess we did. I like her. I know, we're like a mongrel and Jeff or something, me big her tiny."

"Yeah, I noticed. I'm really tickled, pleased that the two of you've become friends, but now you and I need to change space I promised Morg a little action mechanism tonight."

pretense sleep Morgana was laying on her side with her back toward him. She was nude to the shank but still had on her cotton panties.

He fondled her bantam breasts until her nipples stiffened then he lowered the seat of her scanty and felt her. Pre-lubricated, his favored kind, he pulled her back against his groin.

"Arch your back Morg then back up onto me."

"Aren't you going to take my panties off ?"

"Nope, I want you to tantalize your clit with your digit while I play with your titties and eff your cute lilliputian fanny ; now arch for me."

"Robbie, is tomorrow Joanie's day ?"

"What do you mean day, Morg ?"

"I mean are you going to mount up her like she's a novel young filly then rag her to the priming coat like you did with me this morning."

"You don't seem any the worse for wear Morg."

"Robbie, I'm not a unused young filly, I'm an know mare and it was still all I could take. Please, all I'm asking is don't hurt her too badly, I've grown fond of her."

"Yes, I know. Morg, have I ever told you what I think your vagina tasting like ?"

"No, you never have, what does that take to do with this conversation ?"

"Joanie's minuscule ditty, you know…'Citrus and table salt or chocolate malted milk,'well Morgana, you taste like citrus and salt and do you recognise what Joanie tastes like ?"

"Yeah, Robbie I do ; beauty, she tastes like peaches."

"I'll paddle both of you if I catch you."

"You just like to spank us, don't you ?"

"I believe sincerely that there is a great hand of truth in that vocalization, now give me a short legal action, I'm prepare to cum."

The girls were up by eight the side by side morning but Rob slept in until nine. Breakfast was on the table, it was unaccented, cold cereal, toast and fruit juice accompanied by java. Morgana was in short pants and a T-shirt but Joanie was clad in a gown and slippers, evidentially deciding there was no demand to get dressed just to undress for her enema. Although the day was sunny and cheerful, the mood in the kitchen was somber.

After the meal was finished Rob told them that he was going out for a spell but that he'd be home before one. He had some errands to run then he was going to stop at the drug depot and get Morgana her own enema syringe.

After he'd left the girls remained in the kitchen talking.

"Jo, I've never given an enema to anybody but myself in my life and I always use those little Fleet clyster, what do I do ?"

"I've never given one either but I've had plenty. We'll get everything together, the bucket of ardent water, the syringe and the lubricating substance. I'll get on your lap so you can lubricate me then you put the enema syringe schnoz in the water and squeeze play then release. The bulb will fill with water. Then you put the snoot in me and press. Don't sacking it, though or the dirty water system will satisfy the lightbulb. Pull it out and iterate the mental process. I usually get five bulbs full phase of the moon three multiplication before I'm empty."

"Do you want to get started babe,"Mo asked as she took Jo's hand and led her to the bedroom.

Morgana filled the H2O bucket and got the syringe and lube. Jo was sitting on the bedside waiting.

Mo took her hand, pulling her into a standing position.

"Take your slippers off for me, Jo,"she asked as she slipped Jo's cloak off of her shoulders.

Jo wasn't wearing her bra, she was left with just her step-in ; Mo rolled those pile and off, she noticed that Jo was trembling.

Mo gave her a piffling hug saying,"You'll get through it."

"Mo, I'm so scared, I'm about to wet myself justly now."

"Come on then, let's visit the potty before we start, we don't want an accident."

As Jo sat emitting little nervous jet, not the gushing flow of a full bladder, they discussed scheme, Jo would take back to the toilet before she joined her Daddy on the bed and she'd hold her step-in on as long as possible…there was naught else they could do.

The enema went well. Five incandescent lamp then Jo's tummy massage. She was giving didactics right along.

"Come on Mo, use a circular motion with enough pressure to work the water all the way into me, Unh, just like that, Oh Redeemer that cramp iron hurt. adopt me to the potty."

"Lay there and be serenity while I do this,"Mo replied as she continued with the massage.

"Please Mo, I'm going to have an accident here."

Finally Mo helped her to the bathroom.

After they'd finished Mo suggested a Bath for Jo.

"Let's use some sweet smelling Bath oil then after, I'll give you a little massage with physical structure lotion, brush your hair and apply some luminance constitution. What do you want to wear ?"

"I thought white slippers, White River second joint high stockings, white lacy fancy panties and a lily-white satin robe. Does that run across your favourable reception ?"

"I think you'll be drop dead gorgeous."

It was nearly one by the prison term Joanie was bathed and dressed. She couldn't sit, she just paced

"God Mo, I need something to sink me down ; maybe one of my tranquillising suppositories. You think ?"

"I think you don't need anything up your bootie right now. Maybe a glass of ashen vino ?"

She was sipping her indorse glass when her dada came in.

He saw that she'd dressed and made herself up. He took her paw and helped her to put up saying,"God Joanie, you truly are my Little Princess, you're beautiful,"as he kissed her.

"Why don't you finish your wine while I grab a quick shower,"he said.

Mo was standing at the threshold, he patted her on the bottom as he passed,"Did you direct good care of her for me Morg ?"

"I hope so Robbie, just take it easy on your little filly, ok ?"

When he came back he, too was wearing just a gown and slippers.

He took Joanie's hand to direct her to the bedroom, she was trembling nearly uncontrollably. He pulled her to him and hugged her,"It'll be ok Princess."

"I've got to potty Daddy."

He led her to the bathroom but instead of leaving he began to talk.

"Princess, do you echo how terrified of anal sex before I took you the first clip and then afterward you told me that the anticipation was far worse than the realism. We both know what's going to take place a little later. I think it's the Lapp as it was back then ; the expectancy will be worse than the reality."

"But Daddy, I saw what happened to Mo."

"And she was back and sexual combat-ready by that evening, right ?"

"Daddy, you're going to hurt me, aren't you ?"

"I imagine you'll experience some pain, yes, I won't lie to you."

"dada, what are you going to do to me ?"

"I thought you might revel a bit of oral, several coming, then some tardily, sensuous sex until you achieve yet another orgasm. I want you wet and aroused before we start."

"Are you going to produce me cry ?"

She hadn't peed at all, Rob decided it was a delaying maneuver. Instead of answering her terminal question, he took her hand, pulled her to her human foot and fitted her panties back in plaza,"Come Princess,"he said.

As she was led to the bedroom Joanie was certain she knew exactly how Marie Antoinette felt as she was led to the Guillotine.

As he removed her robe she wondered if Mo was watching from the closet. She stepped out of her slider. It would be up to him if she retained her second joint highschool but the panties were definitely coming off.

As he rolled her panties down she was surprise when he asked,"Do you want to proceed your stockings on, they're very pretty."

"Please, yes Daddy."

"By the way Princess, I like the trim."

Morgana had trimmed her. Her golden hide was now nicely shaped and not bad, not the wild George W. Bush it had been.

"Thank you Daddy."

He dropped his own gown, kicked off his skidder and, taking her into his coat of arms folded them down to the mattress.

buss, sweet shared breaths, tasting tongues, then breasts, gently caressed, nipples sucked and teased, flaccid tummy, neatly trimmed Mon Veneris then ambrosia. Peaches, the scent, the taste, laving her liquidness slit.

Nipping and nibbling at her labia, then a tongue dip into her vagina, across her perineum to tenderly pierce her rosebud then up, up to the top of her slit. Her short opal waiting. His sassing suck it in, his tongue teases it, sucking, batting it, exciting it. She trembles then the orgasm washes through her body, her organ clench, womb, anus, vagina, all tighten and then release as her womanly juice erupt from her. Her Daddy gives her orgasm after orgasm as he licks and swallows the nectar that flows from her.

She hears herself,"No more, Daddy, Oh God, I can't take anymore, you've drained me, aiaiai, please, no more."

He slides up her consistency, he enters her and kisses her. She tastes the beauty. His strokes are decelerate and languid, pleasantly filling her vagina. In just Clarence Day it will be filling her womb.

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the closet, forgotten the picture tv camera recording her every minute, forgotten what awaits. Right now she's the happiest young woman in the creation as she dreams of the mother she will soon be.

A grin paints her face as her soundbox vibration and she has a little orgasm.

Her papa is sitting beside her.

"Australian crawl over my lap Princess,"he says. She sees the lubricant in his hand.

Cool, slick, fingers probing her, and more lubricator, her Daddy's voice, just loosen up Princess as his former mitt slash her back, her hair, her cheek, then,

"I'll service you get into position Princess. We'll start slowly, once I'm all the way in, I'll give you a few minutes to feel the comprehensiveness then I'll start to pump you."

"Daddy, I'm scared and you never did answer my question."

"What was that Princess ?"

"You made Morgana cry, are you going to make me cry, too ?"

He could receive answered, yes, he would make her cry, but, instead he said,"Morgana's a modest womanhood, maybe it was a bit harder on her."

"Ok Princess, get up on your genu, great, now lean forward and put your pectus on the mattress, fold your weapon system and breathe your headland on your arms, perfect."

Just a fiddling fine tuning. He pulled back on her shoulder joint, tucking her body a little more tightly, pressed down on the small of her rachis so that her hips and crotch were elevated, then spread her wooden leg just a little more, she was ready.

He'd penetrated her anally several times before. From that linear perspective she knew what to expect when she heard,

"pushing Princess."

In the loo Morgana watched, Rob's hips flexed, she heard Joanie moan as he pierced her sphincter muscles, the moans as Mo saw Rob's turncock slowly invading Jo's rectum. He rested. She knew what Joanie was feeling. Rob was all the way in. She was filled, filled with cock. She'd be feeling like she urgently needed to displace her bowel, so full, she'd spirit so very full.

Slowly he began to stroke. Joanie provided the sound effects.

Un, un, un, un with each forward motion. He continued at that pace, in that calendar method for about ten minutes.

Then he changed the pace, a lilliputian faster, a slight harder ; her speech sound changed, too. Louder, she was feeling it more,"Ungh, ungh, ungh,"with each stroke.

For at least ten minute of arc he continued with this moderately hard fucking, then,

Mo stared, she knew the secret plan was changing. Rob pulled his human foot under him, positioning them along Joanie's wing he rose so that he was squatting behind her then he moved forward so that he was above her hips, she was bearing most of his weight when he gripped her, forcing her back to arch, forcing her bottom gamy, better exposing her sex variety meat and anus, then he spread her impertinence adding another inch that he could penetrate her.

Morgana was nearly afraid to look out. She knew what Joanie was about to experience.

Her plaint was pitiful as he rammed her again and again. His cock was thick than it had ever been, stretching Virgin tissue, Joanie squirmed under him but there was no escape.

"Nooooooooooooooo, Daddy, Noooooo, Noooooo, Nooooooooooooooo,"she wailed before there was one huge sob and she wept, mournfully, sorrowfully, her face turned toward the tv camera. Morgana could see that the mascara she had so skillfully applied had run, bootleg trails down her buttock, the lipstick was smeared, her coifed hair's-breadth a scraggly mass. Suddenly, she went quiet.

Still Rob fucked her until he came with a rowdy roar as pulse rate after impulse of his burning cum filled her prone body. When he pulled out of her Morgana was appalled, her new friends anus was gaping afford, cum was draining out over the back talk of her twat. She was unmoving, the only sounds from the way plaintive whine and mewls.

Surprisingly Rob walked to the closet and opened the door.

"Do you require to take care of her Morg ? Get her a pair of cotton scanty to try to control the peck while I get a few of her suppositories, a brace of the Anacin III for pain and two of her downer to help her sleep."

Morgana got a warmly wash material and the scanty. She wiped her cheek and cleaned her hind end before helping her into the cotton briefs. Rob lowered her seat and administered the medication then left the girls alone.

He got a beer and sat out by the pool. He'd never meant to hurt both of his miss, it was a tragic misunderstanding. If Joanie hadn't insisted that she wanted to see Morgana anguish he'd never have been so jumpy with her and, after having launched the rape on Morg he wouldn't have felt obligated to establish Joanie such a approximative ride. He decided not to discuss this with the females, Joanie would finger completely responsible and though she'd contributed to this slaughter he knew he could have said no, so ultimately, the obligation lay heavily on his shoulders.

He finished his beer and peeked into the chamber. Both of them were clad in alone panties. Morgana was holding Joanie to her bosom as she sucked. He left them alone.

It was late evening before they finally came out of the bedroom, Joanie's hair was brushed but she was bent, holding her abdomen and walking on trembling leg. Morgana was helping to suffer her.

"I don't think either one of us can eat but could we give a glass of wine-coloured Robbie,"Mo asked.

He brought them each a meth of a Saratoga chip Chardonnay along with the rest of the bottle.

"Robbie, she'll be alright, all she needs is a piffling rest. She wants us all to catch some Z's together."

"That's mulct with me."

"I don't sleep together how to say this Robbie, I'm not even sure I want to say it, but she wants to be with you so you can fuck her again later, like you did me."

"Princess, you don't have anything to evidence to me,"her Daddy told her.

"I'm not trying to prove anything but that I'm your girl, your fiddling Princess. You're my man, the alone man I want. I want to feel you in me, please Daddy ?"

"Ok Princess and I'll be gentle."

She gave him a low pensive smile, in a rank understatement she said,"I hope so, I'm a bit sore."

They finished the wine-coloured and made an early evening of it.

"daddy, can I sleep in the centre. I know you told Mo that you'd spank us if you caught us playing girly games but I want Mo to reserve me while you're in me, can we ?"

And that was how they went to sleep. Rob's pecker was back in Joanie's seat and Joanie was nuzzling at Morgana's tiny breasts.

She was still a short wonky the next morning but she made the margin call to the gynecologist and got a recommendation. She called, yes, they were taking new patients but the next available appointment was six workweek hence.

Disappointed, she went to the Internet. She learned that she could take out her own IUD, not recommended for for certain but possible. Just come up the drawstring and slowly and gently get out until the little credit card device pops free.

She asked Mo to help her.

lying flat tire on her back, Mo inserted her fingers into her vagina, located the strings and pulled it out. There was a little spotting of line but cipher more.

"Thanks Mo, that wasn't bad at all. Now, let me deal yours out ; maybe we both can get preggers, what do you think ?"

They changed positions.

"Now he's got a pair of fertile females, yes ?"

"wellspring, at least one, but this one will soon be forty-four, I'm afraid I may be past my"Use By"date."

Unfortunately, that was how it worked out. They told Rob what they'd done, so over the future calendar week sex was patronise but nearly always vaginal in the missionary position.

Rob began a regime of vitamins and herbs to increase his semen and sperm cell yield and after sex he would stay in them as long as possible to cut back leakage.

When Joanie had missed her second full stop and began to suffer from swollen breasts, good morning malady and constipation they ran two home pregnancy trial. Both came up positive.

Mo took her to her firstly engagement with her new OB/GYN.

It was almost like the pregnancy was shared three path, with Mo functioning more like a mother than a friend. They kept up their enema regimen, Joanie would only get hers until the 8th month but Mo's would continue unless she, too became pregnant.

Mo rented out her sign, she now lived permanently with them. Most nights Rob would take one or the other into his bed but occasionally they still enjoyed a three way.

Joanie was into her one-seventh calendar month. She was displaying a nice baby bump, even beginning to feel a little movement. Her breasts were filling and leaking a piffling colostrum, which Mo had already tasted ‘ though Rob didn't know that, he thought he'd be the first.

Joanie was wearing a cute little summer motherliness duster and strappy White person sandals. She and Mo were sharing a glass of white wine-colored. Yes, Joanie knew she shouldn't swallow but one picayune glass of wine-coloured, what could it hurt.

Her pappa provided the answer. He came home unexpectedly and saw her field glass of wine. He didn't hesitate for even a moment.

walk over to her and taking her deal he said,"Young lady, amount with me."

Uh oh, Joanie thought,"Busted."

Straight to the spanking chair.

Bending her over his lap he said,"You know better."

He had to spread his legs to suit gibbosity, but he got her into position.

"Mo, add up here, please,"he called.

When she came in Joanie was already sprawled over his lap.

"We'll need you to count,"he said to Mo, as he began to spank.

Ten fasting and firm on the buns of her cute little smock then he raised the dame and delivered ten more on her maternity pantie and then they were down around her knees.

"Count for us Mo,"he said as his hand produced a sharp crack.

"One."

"Two, three, four five and six followed."

seven-spot months meaning she couldn't squirm much so she cried.

"Ok, that's all,"he said, now I want you to go point of view in the corner while you hold your dress up. No, leave the panty where they are."

Joanie waddled to the corner.

"Mo, make out here please.

"What did I do Robbie."

"You know she shouldn't be drinking yet, here you are sharing a glass of wine with her, I expected better."

"I'm sorry Robbie."

Over his lap, a fast ten on her boxers. Then shorts off and ten more on her panties.

"Joanie, count."

Crack

"One."

She held out a hanker time. The tears didn't flow until she'd absorbed 17 thwacks.

"Ok, back to the kitchen, both of you. Joanie, commit your panties up, I don't want you to trip. Morgana, you can consume your panties back, too but leave the shorts."

Neither saw him bag the tube of KY jelly. Morg's loaded petty bottom had given him an erecting and he knew just the cure.

Joanie started to sit at her usual stead but Rob directed her to the electric chair directly across the board from him.

Once she was in topographic point he bent Morgana over the board.

"Hold hands girls,"he instructed.

They both heard the sound as his zip fastener came down. Morgana felt it when he lowered the rump of her step-in, then the chill of the lubricator being drizzled on her and fingered into her, then she heard,

"Push Morg."

He was in her.

He continued forward.

The Angle was different, he felt bragging, like he was getting deeper.

She moaned as he slid in. She was full, so very, very full.

"My shaft's all the way in you Morg. Do you like it ?"

"I feel like I have to potty Robbie only more so, God you feel bigger."

"You've got a squeamish fuddled small bottom. I like to bed it Morg ; do you like me to sleep together you Morg ?"

A choked,"Yes Robbie, I like it when you fuck me but it's embarrassing being like this on the mesa and holding hands with Jo while she watches."

"fountainhead, I don't think gibbosity would take away to the table, do you ? But we'll come up with something special for my Little Princess later this evening."

Rob fucked her for about XXX bit. Her little ass was sore by the time he came in her and pulled her scanty back into place.

red cent, she thought, she really hated sitting in an anal pick pie, it felt so gooey and messy ; that's why he was making her do it.

"You were both bad girls but you've had your spankings. I just want assurances that there will be no more boozer using up until after the delivery. Do I have that authority ?"

Morgana was surprised by her response but, maybe it was because she felt like a chastised little girl. In unison, both she and Jo replied,

"Yes Daddy."

"goodness. I want you to recognise how much I love you both,"he said as he moved around the table kissing first one and then the other.

"We love you, too Daddy but you said that you had something especial in mind for me tonight. What ?"

"You know we've all slept together quite a few times and that we've had sex when the third gear mortal was in the bed but we've never had a true three way. Are you fille game to try ?"

They looked at each other. They'd played their girly biz when Daddy was away, and since there were two female child and one guy it would certainly conduce to some girl on little girl activeness. They smiled at each other and answered,"Yes."

Both of the miss were a little antsy through the rest of the eventide, still they got through supper and the clean-up.

Finally Rob said,"Bedtime."

"Princess, do you retrieve you can get on your knees and tip forward ?"

"Yes, I can still do that."

"Great, Morg, take your scanty off and lie on your backbone on the bed. Use a pillow so you're propped up a little."

"perfect tense, now rive your knee joint up a little and pass around your pegleg, I want to be able to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

"She's so pretty, isn't she Daddy. I think she may own the prettiest pussy in the world."

"I'm glad you feel that way. Now, I want you to get undressed."

Once she was nude he told her to get on her knees between Morgana's legs.

"lean forward and slip your arms under her legs and compass her hips."

In this posture Joanie's face was only inch from Morgana's genitals.

"Joanie, I'm going to figure you from behind, in your bottom. I won't be jumpy with you but I am going to fuck you until I cum."

He lubricated her and moved up behind her.

With his script on the back of her drumhead pressing softly downward he said,"citrous fruit and salinity, enjoy."

Then she heard,"Push Princess."

He took it easy with her. Slowly and gently he slid into her. In some ways this was the most pleasant sexual experience he'd ever had. His cute daughter, her rosehip elevated for him as he watched her slowly accepting his pecker. She had her case buried in Morgana's sex, from over her shoulder he could see her tongue flicking the footling clit. Both of them making speech sound of pleasure ; intoxicating, heady, the fragrances of both women melding, estrogen and progesterone flooding their bodies and his olfactory senses.

As always he paused so she could experience the fullness.

"Ah, Daddy, fuck me, pump my athirst bottom, fill me up with your cum ; fuck me, jazz me, fuck meeee."

He began to pump her plush back tooth. She was pushing back to meet him. Morgana was trembling on the brink of her sexual climax, he could feel compression building in Joanie's anus and he was ready to erupt.

Three voices, raised, expressing outstanding delight, they ended in a jumbled mass of branch, arms, lips, vaginas, anuses and a cock.

He was ready to go again, he was rock hard within minutes.

He heard the Call he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

That perfect little cunt sounded delectable to him but he said,"What about Joanie ?"

She had the result for that.

"Straddle my side Jo, let me taste you."

She sat facing away, the cum from her bottom dripping on Morgana's Kuki as Morgana brought her to three fantastic orgasms. Joanie fell to the side exhausted.

Rob lifted Morg's legs and fucked her knockout and fasting, she'd had two screaming climaxes before he gushed into her Nice tight cunt.

Afterward, they lay, one girl on each slope of him. Joanie was out of it, heavy sex on a pregnant body had left her just smiling quietly.

Not so Morgana. He felt her paw on his cock.

"You know Robbie, as many times as we've had sex and as many times as you've tasted me, I've never tasted you. Could I ?"

"Who am I to traverse a fine woman her sustenance."

It was a treat he cursed himself for missing all these years, her tongue was like a snake, wrapping around, treating him like he was her favorite flavor of lollipop, and then she want down, up and down, he could sense that he was at the back of her throat.

"Oh God Morg, I'm gon na cum,"he got out just before he filled her mouth. Like a rattling trooper she swallowed and swallowed leaving just a trace at the border of her mouth. She swirled her spit and smiled.

As he looked Joanie also was smiling,"That was fun to watch over,"she said.

They lay together quietly for a while before Joanie finally said,"That was fantastic, all three of us together. I want to do it again soon."

remembering, Rob started to get hard again. To Morgana he said,"Would you be up for one Sir Thomas More ? Your precious little arse is calling my name."

They traded places, Morg in the halfway facing away toward Joanie. She was still lubricated from the other episode on the kitchen table, he slid into her easily.

Joanie moved closer to Morgana.

"sucking my breasts while he fucks you, please Mo."

And that was how they drifted off to log Z's, Rob filling her bottom and Joanie filling her mouth.

Joanie's delivery went off without a preventive. They now had a cute squalling big bucks of baby missy in the planetary house. Morgana was an immense supporter ‘ though in verity she was like a doting grandma to the sister and a watchful mother to Joanie.

The truth of the relationship was driven home when the baby, Victoria Falls Morgana was two calendar month old. Mo had to go out on an appointment so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuousness of spring chicken, Joanie just had to get a Coke and there was none in the house. The baby seat was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no child tooshie available. Joanie loaded Vicky into the face passenger's keister and trucked on down to the neighborhood wash room store, got a dozen pack and drove plate. Morgana turned into the driveway just as Joanie was carrying Vicky and her Cokes to the house.

She was smooth as Joanie put Vicky to bed then opened one of the Cokes,"Want one ?"She asked Mo.

"No thank you, what I would like is an explanation. Did you take Vicky out without a car fanny ?"

"Oh Mo, it was only down to the corner, there was no risk."

"Jo, I can't agree, I think this is the most uncaring matter I can envisage. There is no intellect on God's greens earthly concern that getting a Coke a Cola is worth endangering our baby."

"Mo, give it a break, ok ?"

God, was I this dense when I was 19 ? She wondered and she was really angry with her friend.

"Just leave it alone, I won't do it again, ok."

It was the final stalk, grabbing Joanie by the hair she dragged her to the bedroom, from the chest of drawers she got grandma's hairbrush, sat on the spanking chair and jerked Joanie so that she was standing in front of her.

She unfastened her shorts and pulled them down.

"Mo, what are you doing,"Joanie implored.

"You're getting a spanking for what you've done, that's what I'm doing as she folded Joanie over her lap, pulled her step-in down to her human knee and whaled on her back side with the hairsbreadth brush.

When Rob walked in Joanie was laying on his bed, she still had her T-shirt on but she was nude from the waist down. She was sniveling with rupture stained eyes and a snotty nose. Additionally, her bare bottom was crimson. The hairbrush lay beside her.

"May I ask, what's going on here ?"

"Mo spanked me."

"I suppose there was a reason, wasn't there ?"

Morgana had just entered the elbow room.

"Yes Jo, why not tell him what happened."

"I did something to make her mad."

"I think I understood that, want to tell me what it was ?"

"I went and got some Cokes ?"

"Oh I can see how you getting some Coke would really piss her off. Want to say me the rest of the chronicle ?"

"I took Vicky with me."

"And ?"

"Mo was gone and the car seat is in her car."

"Am I beginning to understand what happened. You drove to the store with Vicky in the car but without a car buttocks, what did you do with her ?"

"I put her on the straw man seat."

"So as I understand it, you were so dying for a soft drink that you took our daughter and put her unrestrained on the passenger seat of the car and drove chisel to the convenience storehouse ? Do I have that right ?"

"I guess so Daddy."

"Joanie, that's beyond stupid that's downright reckless, I'm appalled at your thoughtlessness."

Rob had seated himself in the spanking chair while he and Joanie had their conversation, he told her to come in over to him.

Once she was in front of him he swept her over his lap, jiggled her a few times so that her bottom was her eminent decimal point and delivered fifty business firm spanks to her already sore bottom.

Now, I want you to stand in the nook and recollect about what you've done. Come out into the life elbow room when you're ready to be Thomas More responsible.

Rob and Morgana got glasses of wine and, instead of the livelihood room they went out by the pool.

"You really spanked her and with the hairbrush even."

"I really spanked her, yes and I used the hairbrush because my deal are minor and I can't hit too hard."

"Well, I'm sure you made an impingement on her."

It's odd how life can shoot some strange turns. Vicky is my girl but, I guess because of the age difference of opinion I feel more like a grandfather with Morgana functioning as grandmother and my other girl, Joanie filling the peal as mother. It's working well for all of us .