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hikar249

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Letting out a groan Leigh pulled the sheet over her head. It was nearly noon and she had no intention to get out of bed. It was Saturday and last night she had gone to a party and she didn't sneak back into the house until about six that morning. She did have a few drinks even though she was only sixteen. She groaned softly as her head throbbed, she woke up because the sun shone in her eyes and made her head throb even more.

Turning over the sheet that was covering her legs slid to the side and showed off her long legs. She was rather fit, running track and swimming a lot tended to that. She had a flat stomach and chocolate brown hair that hung to her shoulders. She was rather pretty, not having much trouble with finding guys, it was just trying to find a guy that didn't want to just bang her.

Her bright amber eyes glared at the window that was letting in the light, "Damnit," she growled. She closed her eyes tightly and let another groan leave her full pink lips. She had on the black skirt that she was wearing last night that was on her upper thighs, close to being too short. Her crimson red tank top now had wrinkles in it. Her shoes that had a two inch heal and the body of it came up to her knee, other than that there were just papers and some other bits of clothes laying around her room, she didn't pick it up like she was supposed to the other night.

She rolled once again and looked at her clock, it was five after noon, sighing she pulled the sheet over her head.
 
Jeff let out a rather loud sigh, he had been up last night even though his daughter thought she had bested him, he had known her too long to know how she did things especially since he never did punish her. The reason was her late mother died after her birth, Leigh was everything he had and he could not get himself to do something which would upset or anger her. But lately she had been taking things too far and he was often scolded by his mother in law about how lenient he had been with Leigh.

He folded the magazine he had been reading, he still had a loose tie rung around his neck and a white shirt as well as a pair of hazel jeans. He really had no sense in fashion as Leigh would put it, but that never had mattered to Jeff, especially not once he was on his house, as he ascended up the stairs he was trying to strengthen his resolve, his dark brown eyes widening as he picked up the stench of alcohol, warning bells were going off in his mind already as anger got a better grip of him.

As he reached her door, he had not bothered to knock nor call to see whether she was decent, pulling it open with so much pressure barely managing to keep his wits together when he saw Leigh, or whatever was left of her underneath the covers, his hands drifted over to the covers, pulling it off her, exposing her body to the beaming sunlight.

"Now look here, Leigh. You think you can sneak off god knows where in the middle of the night and even drink without me knowing? You have some nerve," He said, glaring at her. A small memory of how his mother would punish him drifted at that moment and instinct took over. Sitting down on the messy bed, he wrapped his arms over her lithe body pulling her over his lap, so that she was facing down with her tight bottom facing the air. Raising his hand up for the first time in his sixteen years he begin spanking her. His palm landing square over her clothe covered ass.
 
Leigh let a groan go through her lips when she heard her father enter, loudly. She didn't want to move or should would have covered her ears. "Go away," She mumbled, though she was sure he wouldn't have heard her. When he pulled the covers off of her she groaned louder and closed her eyes tight against the sudden light, "What the hell dad!" She yelled at him. She didn't really think he would punish her or anything, "It's not a big deal," she muttered about the drinking.

In the next instant she found herself in her fathers lap, the sudden movement and stop caused her skirt to shift a little, she found herself hoping that her black lace underwear wasn't visible. She screamed when she felt the contact of her fathers hand on her and started to squirm and thrash against him. "What the hell dad!" She growled, anger rising in her stomach as she continued to fight her dad.

He had never laid a hand on her before, and this scared her. She shoved violently against him, trying to get away from him as he spanked her. Tears welled up in her eyes but didn't dare to fall, she bit her lower lip and continued to fight away from him, not sure if she did get away if she would be able to keep her balance or fall on the floor.
 
Even as rage seethed through his body, his eyes had noticed her panties which were fully exposed as his palm continued hitting her soft bottom, each spank seemed to send a small ripple through her body which he could feel and her struggling had just caused more friction against his lap. A strong throbbing bulge had rises up in his pants and he could feel it press up against her well toned stomach. He felt very disguisted of himself from his actions, how his body was acting against hers. By the hell was happening to him this was the same girl a few years back he had given piggy rides to, how on earth could he feel aroused by just brushing up against her.

After about twenty or so spanks which seemed to go on for almost twenty minutes his fingers lay on her panty covered backside gently he caressed her now glowing cheeks. "I'm sorry sweety but you left me with no other alternative, it's not like I really wanted to do this." He said rather softly, even though he had stopped his hardened member was still straining and he only could hope she would not notice. "You know that I love you very much, don't you." He had a sudden urge to allow his fingertips to crawl lower but managed to control himself.
 
((Alright, just a heads up, I might do some assuming in this reply, if you don't like something just let me know and I can rewrite it :) ))

Squirming against her father she couldn't help but feel him get hard, pressing against her. She wasn't sure if she enjoyed it or not, she was confused and not knowing for sure made her scared. When her father caressed her cheeks she tried to bite back a moan, just so that her throat vibrated and it sounded like a low growl. With all her strength she thrashed against her father and pushed away causing herself to stumble away from him and just fall backwards onto her freshly beaten ass.

Wincing Leigh glared up at her father, "No alternative?!" She growled, "Yeah right! You just like making my life miserable!" Tears were welled up in her eyes and her bottom lip seemed red and swollen from biting down on it during the spanking. The way she landed on the ground her legs were spread, bent at the knees and giving a complete view of her black lace underwear, showing that in the front of the underwear was a little bow which was hidden during the spanking.

"I hate you!" She growled, still trying to ignore that fact that having a hard cock against her made her start to get wet.
 
He wondered for a moment, if what he had done was proper, but then remembered all the things he had done till now and she had still seemed not been able to learn her lesson. His eyes still were frozen between her legs and noticed a small wet spot on her underwear, he was not disguisted yet felt strange about the fact taht they had both been turned on. His bulge now was straining against his pants, as he tried to gather his composure. That's when another thought came up, with out a word he rose up and reached over to grip her skirt firmly before sliding it off. "You hate me, yet your getting turned on by a spanking, Leigh. And don't try to bullshit me with it's because of the booze because I know you long enough to know you can handle alcohol quite well."

He did not allow her any more room this time, he reached over to grip her arm pulling her once more over his lap. "You will lay still while I punish you and after the punishment you will reflect upon your actions." He said, his tone turning quite strict, this time he lowered the panties she had worn, then started to spank her naked rearside, not holding himself back any longer, his hips pushing up to rub his groin against her stomach with each hit. "So will you do as I tell you, sweetheart?" He asked, stopping just for a moment.
 
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