No...but there are consequences.

You shuffle back to the bedroom in a fog. Sitting on the bed your mind is telling you to run away that this can’t be happening, but your body won’t listen. While you’re sitting there confused your dad walks in, “I thought I told you to put that black lingerie back on?” He asks annoyed.

Knowing he can be quick tempered you quickly apologize, “I’m sorry, daddy!”

You get up and walk past him toward the closet and he slaps your blue jean clad ass. You let out a yelp and at the same time you feel a little tingling between your legs.

“Get that lingerie back on or there will be more of that!”

More tingling ensues so you decide to push your luck, “I don’t want to!”

In one blur you find yourself over his knee, jeans and panties around your ankles and a sudden warm feeling on your bare teenage ass. Your sudden predicament, while fueling your desires, reminds you of too many times when you were his son, over his knee getting your bare ass thrashed for any number of infractions.

His heavy hand continues to pummel your tender backside. As a girl you quickly realize you aren’t as tough as you once were and begin crying for mercy. Eventually the smacks slow and he stops. You stay on his lap, a sobbing mess. He gently caresses your red bottom, reigniting the inferno that had been building between your legs.

He stands you up and turns you around so he can see the damage he has done to your ass. He leans over and kisses it and you begin moaning. He takes your shirt off. You are completely naked, having kicked your jeans and panties off during your spanking. He picks you up and lays you face down on the bed. He strips down and kneels on the bed beside you. Spreading your ass cheeks he caresses your pussy then plunges two fingers deep inside. With his fingers moist from your juices he begins fingering your asshole. This is a new experience for you. You aren’t sure if you like it but all you can do is lay there and moan.