Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 18928 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 95(@200wpm)___ 76(@250wpm)___ 63(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18928 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 95(@200wpm)___ 76(@250wpm)___ 63(@300wpm)
"I'm not done with you yet, later tonight I'll deal with you properly, now go finish in the kitchen.
She stumbled from the bed and went to the bathroom to clean up before coming back into the room, face flushed and an angry stomp to her walk. As she made to head out the door I stopped her short.
"Did you forget something Simone?" She gave me a mutinous look, always pushing it.
"Thank you daddy."
She came over and knelt at my feet so I could pet her hair and kiss her.
"That's my good girl, now go stuff your turkey, I'll be there in a minute to help you."
She's lucky I didn't make it harder on her but I couldn't very well go all out with my parents and siblings here. It's been a while since I've had to keep her in line, we've been pretty much in sync these past few years, the kids are doing great, I have four boys and my little princess who I'm thinking when the time comes will be home schooled. Simone's already making noises about unfairness but that's too fucking bad, my daughter is going to be protected at all cost.
Thank heaven Simone hadn't taken me up on my offer to go down the mountain, I would've hated to have to go back on my word but I would've done it. I didn't want either of my girls out of my sight for too long.
I walked into Christina's room where she was quietly playing with her dolls.
"Hello princess."
"Daddy." She bounded off the bed and into my arms, always so excited to see her old man.
"Come play." She beamed at me and my heart twisted, I love my fucking kids.
"Okay, what are we playing today princess, tea party again or something new?" She held her head to the side just like her mother.
"Tea party." I laughed as I picked her up to twirl her around the room.
"Tea party it is then."
She had me so wrapped around her finger; at three she was quite the little lady. I could imagine that's exactly how my Simone was when she was that age, very meticulous and fussy about certain things. Her brothers were not allowed to touch her things because they were 'messy' according to her, though they were more than happy to let her have her way with theirs. It made me proud to see the twins with her and my two youngest who were one and two. They looked out for them and their mother, in fact at eight years old they were turning into quite the little caretakers.
Simone swears we were all turning into cavemen, my boys knew how to hunt and fish and pretty much survive, they also knew how to protect our women, and they were especially protective of their mom.
I played tea party until Tina was snatched up by my mom, this was her routine whenever they were here, she'd steal the kids all day, taking them for walks around the property, and for rides in the eighteenth century buggy I'd had fixed up. She wasn't allowed to take them off the mountain though, no one was.
With the kids out of the way I decided it was time for round two of Simone's punishment so I followed my nose to the kitchen.
Shawn and dad were there having coffee so I had to put my shit on hold. I gave her a look to let her know I'd be back before taking them out to my work shed. I did notice she was making pumpkin pies though.
Simone is one of those weird people who can't stand having help in the kitchen so she was pretty much all to herself in there, except for a time or two when I came in there to remind her of what she had coming.
I kept her guessing all evening as we sat around the table enjoying good food and drink with our family.
All throughout the day as she'd bustled around the hot kitchen cooking, I'd been teasing her, little things whispered in her ear of what I planned on doing to her when the others went to bed, running my hands under her skirt just when we heard someone coming, stopping only when the footsteps got close.
I'd even fingered her while she'd been bent over basting the turkey. I'd promised her a harsher spanking if she made a sound.
My good girl had caught her screams behind her hand as she bit into it.
Now it's bedtime, we're behind closed doors, the kids are asleep and my family is on the other side of the house.
I had the belt ready when she was finished with her bath.
"What was John Stark doing on my property?"
"I'm sorry, I just wanted to get some apples."
"What did I tell you, do you remember?"
"Yes daddy."
"And?"
She had no answer, just gazed at me with those big beautiful eyes of hers, after all these years I still felt that jolt to the system whenever she turned them on me.
"Are you allowed to disobey me Simone?"
"No daddy, it won't happen again, I promise."
She was staring at the belt as if it would jump up and bite her; I stood up from the bed and flicked the leather strap in my hand.
"Lean over the bed, here, you better bite down on this so you don't scream too loud." I gave her the rolled up hand towel I'd gotten from the bathroom earlier.
She bit down on it as she held onto the mattress, looking back over her shoulder at me.
I brought the belt down hard on both cheeks leaving a red mark, her ass twitched as she screamed into her mouthpiece.
She got twenty good swats with the belt before I was satisfied, with tears streaming down her face; I wrapped her punisher around her throat and entered her from behind.
"You going to do that shit again? Answer me." I pulled on the belt making her pull at her throat.
"No daddy, no." I could see she was enjoying this now, the worst was over. I deliberately pressed my hand into the forming welts on her ass, adding to her pleasure pain, which made her rise to her toes as I fucked her without mercy.