" She moaned."Shannyn, you call me sir, got that bitch?" He spit on her pussy and shoved his tongue back in her hole, now rubbing his thumb on her cli...t."Yes, sir." She moaned. His demands turned her on even more. Adrenaline coursed through her body. "Fuck, YES!" He shoved a finger in her tight pussy, his tongue now running over her clit. He shoved another finger inside of her, loosening her up. He pushed in and out, wiggling his fingers around."You like that, bitch? You like my fingers in your. I tried every excuse I could think of, and all he had to say was "when you think of something good, you let me know." I remember the morning he slid his hands down the front of my sweater while we were in my cubicle, and the next employee due in for work was going to be there and soon. I could feel my nipples harden against his calloused hands, and I could feel myself getting very warm between my legs. He kissed me, and pulled his hands out of my sweater just as my coworker came in. That was. Once I'm downstairs, I rush into the kitchen to find Daddy there fully dressed now. Leaning against the counter sipping what I assume to be his coffee, he watches me over his mug. He's wearing a faded New York Giants t-shirt, dark blue relaxed fit jeans, and his white cross trainers. His thick, light brown hair is still damp from the shower. He looks incredibly sexy even in casual clothes. I'm trying not to think about the events of earlier as I check to see if things are going to be awkward.. He grabbed her arm and pulled her to him. He shoved a finger into her cunt and said to her "Yes, your cunt is wet. Do you like a cock in that hole? Do you like to be fucked? Well, now you will be punished and punished hard." He then took off his belt and began to whip her with it. He pulled her across his lap and kept whipping her hard leaving welts and bruises. "You are a whore just like your mother and I am going to show you how I used to punish her when she was out fucking around." Sara had.