Daddy (Mr. Ringold; wolf/Elise Cosworth; leopard)

Dad, growing up, was a bit of a womanizer and a creep. There was a rule that once I turned 18, I was no longer allowed to wear underwear in the house. Mom divorced him when I was 19. And while he never really did anything to us kids, I definitely caught him spying on me in the shower and getting dressed a few times. Never when we were minors.

So, when I opened up that door and saw the 6'4, 200lbs of white wolf muscle that was my dad, I was a immediately a little apprehensive and immediately aware that I was starting to go into heat and very self conscious about it. "Hey! Dad! How are you? And what are you doing here?" came the nervous greeting.

He was dressed in a white button up shirt and black slacks, looking like he'd just come from work. He had broad shoulders and hands almost as big as my head it seemed. And in his baritone voice, he remarked, "Hey, Katey, I just came by to check in on ya. See if you wouldn't mind me staying here for a bit."

"What? Why do you need to stay with me?" I asked, almost afraid to answer, my mind flying through all the possibilities of him taking advantage of the fact that I was a horny little slut when I was in heat. Unfortunately, I didn't find everything so repulsive. He was a handsome wolf for his age and did have great taste in women.

"Well, I'm in town for a couple weeks on business and thought, instead of wasting money at a hotel, I'd spend time with my daughter. And before you ask, Tina wouldn't have me. And your brother and his boyfriend aren't in town," she explained.

With a heavy sigh, I relented, letting go of the door and stepping back to let him in. "Nice place you've got here..." he started until he looked around and saw the mess. "...Oh. No. Katey, this is bad. You need punished."

Before I could react, he dropped the suitcase he was carrying and wrapped a large arm around my chest, pinning my arms to my sides. With the other he promptly proceeded to spank me quite hard, causing me to yelp with each swat. I had to marvel at how he continuously missed my tail. After about fifteen, he pulled my shorts down and finished the remaining 35 on my bare ass.

Mom and Dad were both sticklers about cleanliness and I have no doubt Mom would have done the same. Dad, however, turned me towards him as he finished and firmly gripped me by the shoulders. "I raised you better than this, Katherine. I shouldn't have to spank you like that. Now, we are going to clean this place thoroughly. But first, I think you need a more adult punishment. Now, get on your knees." With this he let go of me and and unzipped his pants, fishing out his hardening 8 inch cock.