Spy on Jim and his daughter

You grin - you have a feeling that Jim is finally going to punish his daughter just like he does his secretaries and being able to tell Meghan that will help you convince her to come back. Yeah, she's been a lot of trouble, but the way she has been responding to your discipline has been growing on you and from the way Eileen was behaving, you're getting a pretty good idea what issues Meghan has been dealing with.

So you hurry to the security office that only the senior executives know about. The one that tapes all your encounters with the slutty secretaries that need disciplining. You slip into the room and find the monitor for your office and turn up the sound. You then pull out your phone and start recording what happens.

On the screen, Jim is still scolding Eileen, his daughter who has buttoned her blouse back up. Then he stops and sighs.

"You know, Eileen, I let your mother convince me not to punish you like you needed and it looks like I was wrong to do so. You've become quite the willful little bitch, even going as far as to be quite mean to Meghan. I mean, it's no wonder John is having trouble with her - she had no discipline growing up and with you berating her like that, it's obvious you set her up to fail you no matter what so you could get your metaphorical rocks off."

Eileen seems to have an inkling of what was to come because she darts toward the door. Jim doesn't react other than chuckling. You grin as you realize Jim had locked the door like you often do when you punish someone for the first time.

"Come here, Eileen," is all Jim says. When she doesn't obey, he gets an angry look on his face. "The sooner you start obeying, the better all around. Now come here!"

Eileen stopps trying to open the door and sighs in resignation. "Yes, daddy," she says. Your cock lurches as you imagine Meghan saying the same thing to you and you are pretty sure Jim's cock did the same thing. Eileen leaves the door and walks up to her father who is still standing next to your desk. He just waves at the desk and Eileen's shoulders slump - she knows perfectly well what is expected.

She shuffles closer to the desk and bends over and puts her hands on the top.

"Lift your dress," he says.

Her head whips towards him, not believing what he had just said. "But, Daddy," was all she says before he barks at her. "Lift your dress!"

"Yes, Daddy," she whimpers as she stands back up to get her balance before reaching down and lifting the hem of her dress. Once the skirt is completely at her waist at the back, uncovering her still bare ass, she bends back over, holding the skirt with one hand until she's bent over enough for the skirt to not drop back over her jutting ass.

You grin as you see Jim adjust his cock in his pants at the sight of his daughter's bare ass. He walks up behind her and uses one foot to tap her feet on the inside. "Spread your legs a bit more," he says. She obeys, separating her feet by another foot or so. "That's good." He moves over to the side and puts a hand on her ass, caressing it slightly. "Sorry I didn't do this years ago," is all he says before he raises his hand and lowers it again swiftly.

You grin again as the smack of his hand on her ass is drowned out by her anguished squeal. "Ow, Daddy, that hurt!"

"It's supposed to," he sarcastically says before spanking her several more times, alternating sides, until you've counted five swats on each ass cheek. He pauses and flexes his hand for a minute, saying, "This is what you're forcing Meghan to have to go through now, all because I didn't punish you when you were a teenager and therefore you didn't know how to discipline her. I'll have to apologize to her later for not paying enough attention to realize what was going on and fixing the problem before it got this far. John will make his own decision, of course, but I do hope he is smart enough to understand what is going on and make allowances."

You realize he is staring right at the camera as he says that and you smirk. He knows you pretty well, you think, to figure you would watch this sooner or later. You nod in agreement even though Jim can't see it.

He barks at Eileen, "I didn't say you could get up." You look back at her and see she had made to stand up. "You just stay right there until I say you are done." He punctuates his orders with several more swats to each ass cheek. He abruptly stops. "I think my hand isn't delivering the proper...emphasis. You stay right there - I'll be back."

Eileen swivels her head to watch her father go to your stash and pull out a few items. You grin as her eyes widen at the assortment of devices he is putting on the desk in front of her head.

The first item he picks back up is a set of handcuffs. He fastens one end to her wrist and the other to one of your drawer pulls. He gets another set and fastens that to the other wrist and the other end to one of what a lot of people assume is set of decorative loops on the front of the desk but is really there for that exact purpose. She whimpers as she realizes she's now even more at his mercy than before.

"Open up," he says as he picks up a ball gag from the pile. When she shakes her head, he unloads a hard spank right on the spot where her ass becomes her pussy. As her mouth opens in a silent scream of shock, he quickly shoves the ball gag into her mouth and fastens it behind her head with practiced ease. With her hands handcuffed, she can't pull it off her head and her head slumps in resignation.

He then picks up a broad paddle and starts applying it to her ass. He expertly moves the blows around her ass and upper thighs, making her ass cheeks dance to his music.

She wiggles so much her skirt starts falling down her ass so he pauses for a moment and you think for a moment he's going to just tear it off. He visibly restrains himself and just unzips it and lets it fall. It gets caught up around her calves and he instructs her to step out of it.

She complies obediently and he clearly decides to strip her completely because he reaches around and starts unbuttoning her blouse. He undoes the handcuffs on each wrist just long enough to remove that arm from the blouse before re-fastening it.

Soon, Eileen is standing there in only the red bra and shoes. It's an arousing sight and you rub yourself through your pants for a moment. Clearly Jim doesn't care as much about his daughter's bra because he just grabs a pair of scissors from your desk and cuts it off with calm efficiency. You grin as he picks up a nipple clamp from the desk even as he fondles her tits to get her nipples to get even harder. She just lets him do what he wants and he fastens the nipple clamps to both nipples.

Then he picks up a tit-whip from the desk and skillfully whips her breasts from the sides. She shudders and you're not sure if it's from the pain or from the arousal.

"And now," Jim says, "for what I should have done when it was obvious you were becoming a spoiled little bitch." He undoes his pants and lets them drop to the floor. You see Eileen's head shaking - it's obvious she knows what is coming and doesn't want it. Jim doesn't care - he fists his hard cock as he moves between her legs. He puts a hand on her ass and manipulates her so that her pussy lips are open and he smoothly pushes in.

"If you're going to be a disobedient bitch," he says as he thrust in and out of his daughter's pussy, "you're going to get treated like one." He fucks her for a few minutes before you can see her hips starting to thrust back at him. You grin - **** or not, she's clearly got a hot little pussy and is getting heated up enough she doesn't care. Maybe even turned on by the fact her own father is fucking her.

As if he reads your mind, Jim undoes the ball gag and lets it out of her mouth. As soon as he does so, she starts moaning, "Yes, Daddy! Yes! I've been such a bad little girl! Fuck me! Fuck me! Make me be a good girl! I'll be a good girl for you, Daddy!"

You grin again. Perhaps there were some long-repressed masturbatory fantasies coming out of the cobwebs of her brain, because she was certainly fully participating in this fuck now.

Jim growls, "Yes, I'm going to make you be a good girl! Move that ass!" As she starts rotating her ass as she moves back and forth in counterpoint to his own thrusts, he moans. "Yeah, that's what I'm talking about! My girl is going to be a good girl from now on, isn't she?"

"Yes, Daddy, Yes!" she screams as she comes on her father's dick.

He responds with his own yell of completion. "Eileen! Such a good girl! Take it! Take my cum!"

He slumps across her back and removes the nipple clamps before soothing her sore tits with his gentle caresses. He whispers in her ear and she coos back at him, "Yes, Daddy. Whatever you want from now on. I'll be a good girl for you. I'll leave Meghan to John."

He nods and whispers to her again and then as he stands back up with a lingering caress of her sides and back before grasping her hips and starting to thrust again, he stares right at the camera. He mouths, "Go get Meghan."

You smirk and tap your phone to stop recording.