Tanya's father stopped himself mid-stride. He felt rage overtake him. "Get out? Leave me alone?" Elegance or no elegance, his daughter's insolence was ridiculous. He took his belt in one hand and slammed open her door.
Before she could say anything, he tossed his 18-year-old daughter onto her bed. He lifted the belt over his head and brought it down on her apple ass with a crack.
"Open front door..."
*crack*
"No clean dishes..."
*crack*
"No dinner..."
*crack*
He reached out and ripped Tanya's skirt off her. There were three deep red welts on her bare ass.
Seeing Tanya bottomless, her father felt a bulge in his pants. He ignored it.
"That will remind you of what happens to bad girls. Don't you dare put a shred of clothing on. I want your welts burning all night. Go make me dinner, you slattern of a daughter."
Tanya stopped her sobbing and sat up. She felt another wave of reverence and respect, fear and awe wash over her. She was her father's bad slattern of a daughter. She would make her daddy dinner.
Bottomless and with bright red welts burning on her ass, Tanya went down into the kitchen. |