Restrict Ashley to the house by grounding her

Your Blackmailer: "I guess I didn't really think it through when I followed up with your orders to Ashley to wear a butt plug with an order for her to take her panties off. I assumed her virgin asshole would be tight enough to keep it in. Live and learn."

You angrily pound out a response on your screen: "You bastard! You're jeopardizing her education!"

Blackmailer: "Relax, her obedience has earned you the destruction of two more pieces of evidence, John. You'll both be free of me in no time. Besides, now you'll have Ashley all to yourself, at home, naked all day. To make it even better I want you to act like a real parent and ground her for the rest of the month."

At least if you ground her you'll be able to keep an eye on her and it'll reduce the chances that the blackmailer will send her out to do more things in public. You agree to do so. The blackmailer responds that he'll be in touch soon, but for now you should "relax." Closing out the text messaging you head upstairs and knock on Ashley's door.

"Come in."

You open the door and she's naked at her computer typing away. Some books are opened in front of her. "I'm hoping that school will let me finish my classes, so I'm trying to get some papers finished that are due at the end of the week."

You smile softly at her, so proud. "That's a good girl." You step into the room and run your fingers through her hair. You stop at her collar and trace a line around the back of her neck. She sits up stiffly.

She whispers, "Sir, that tickles."

Looking down at her body you think about how frustrating it's going to be alone with her. Even now you're fighting the urge to ball up her hair in your fist, pull her head back, and kiss her deeply and unfatherly. "Ashley, I know you're going through some difficult times and I'm trying to be accepting of it, but I can't let you go completely undisciplined. You're grounded until the end of the month."

To your surprise, this girl that would once push back and make you feel guilty for punishing her, accepts without question. "Of course, Sir. If you think that's best I'll only leave the house when you allow it."

The obedience further arouses you. Your fingers start to curl around the tangles of her hair as you seriously consider tasting her lips. You're startled by the house phone ringing and let go of her hair. "Um...good...I'll go get the phone."

Heading downstairs you pick up the phone.

Evidence Remaining

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