Every Daughter Needs Discipline. [Relic & Panties]

[Dirty Panties]

Another school day had ended and just as every day did, getting in trouble with school and always leaving early to go hang out with her friends. Though it was now nearing five in the evening and her father would be home soon. She wasn't the greatest student, nor maybe even daughter. She didn't listen, she dressed almost as slutty as she could so she could get all the guys she could. A shirt that barely covered her breasts, not even her stomach. And a skirt that rose up to barely cover her thighs, letting the boys see up underneath and her cheeks. Something they hoped to see every day, a tight red thong that hung to her body that if she bent and moved in the slightest angle they could see her warm, juice core.

Something she often did to tease, something that brought her pleasure was to tease. Aislyn stood tall at 5'9'', her hair a dark chocolate brown and her eyes a deep ocean blue. Her breasts were a nice, firm round double d. Her bottom was quite round as well, her stomach flat and toned. Her high heels showing off her long, toned legs and she smiled. Reaching her home she entered her house as she knew that her father would hear of her day at work. Of talking back to her teacher and walking out, flipping off the principal and god knows what. Setting her bag down, she often sat there waiting on him to lecture her so she could leave once again.

 

[Relic]

Something about raising a daughter that insists on fucking everyone in the class and then the legs of the desk had put Jim, AKA dad, in a bad mood for the last…Oh, five years or so. Having a wife who was constantly away on business, and as of late took literal weeks off at a time did little, if anything, to help any of those situations. Thus, perhaps it was to be expected that when he got the call today of his daughters exploits in the classroom, he had gone from pissed off to…Well, whatever it is that’s past pissed off.

And thus, he had taken the liberty of excusing himself for the rest of the day, just as he had taken the liberty of getting home early, of having himself a few beers, and of positioning himself in the living room, just waiting for his slut of a daughter to get home. When she opened the door he moved into action, leaning forward in the chair and watching closely the entrance to the living room. No doubt she would be on her way in, after all, to that very room. With the porn one could get on TV, and the laziness that it would indulge, no doubt she would be drawn.

Jim was better than average looking, truth be told. Short brown hair, toned chest, a six pack that led to a suggestive ‘V’ that disappeared into his pants. All of that was bared now, for he had chosen to go shirtless for this confrontation.