The Backstory pt 2

Like most little girls, Carla's father had been her hero when she was younger. And like many little girls, at one point she happily declared that she would grow up and marry him. It wasn't until her middle school years that she began to realize how bad her life was compared to her classmates.

By the night he caught her with Dewayne, she had become to see him as her captor, someone to be feared and avoided whenever possible. But that night hadn't just changed her school life. At home Matt was more strict and seemed to be ready to punish her at the drop of the hat, and she was more than happy to be punished. She even started "messing up" on purpose just to get the belt.

Daddy had given her her first orgasm, whether he knew it or not. As good a kisser as he was and as much as she loved the taste of his cum, Dewayne had yet to get her off with his fingers or mouth. Their nearly daily equipment room encounters left her sexually frustrated, and she only knew one way to get satisfaction...

From then on she made sure she got the belt at least twice a night, and thus she developed what she knew was an unhealthy sexual attraction to her father. She even learned that if she lay just right across his lap, she could feel his limp cock through his trousers while he spanked her to an orgasm.

That led her to her next obsession, which was spying on her father. Several times she was able to accidentally walk in on him getting in and out of the shower, claiming she had to pee. After protesting the first couple of times, he started just letting it go.

Next she started leaving the door open when she showered, and on at least one occasion she spotted him lurking just outside the door watching her. It was all she could do not to start fingering herself right then and there.

Soon after she pulled one of her stunts to get in trouble and was called into the living room. She dropped her panties, hiked up her skirt and bent over his lap. This time, however, his cock wasn't quite as limp as usual. Before he delivered her spanking, his hand slid over the curve of her ass, lingering for a moment. She made sure as much of her body wait as possible pressed against his chubby.

When she left the room, this time she left her panties behind. A few minutes later she peeked back into the room to find him holding them, staring at the crotch. So leaving her panties became part of the game.

In retrospect she supposed the whole thing had been mean. Her father hasn't been with a woman in 18 years, and she couldn't for a moment imagine the man looking at porn. She had been using that against him for her own gratification.

The day he finally raised her panties to his nose, she went right to her room and finally gave herself her first self induced orgasm. When she went in for the next spanking, his chubby was almost a full erection. She thought he actually moaned when she pressed her body against it. She had to fight back the urge to unzip his trousers and suck him off.

When she peeked back into the room later, he had her panties over his face and a hand down his pants. This time she stayed and watched as she got herself off.

After the next spanking, she decided to take a shot. As she climbed off of his lap, she dropped to her knees in front of him.

"I'm sorry I've been so much trouble lately, daddy," Carla has said, looking up at him. "I promise I will do better. Is there any way I can make it up to you? Is there anything I can do to make your forgive me?"

She knew it had to be perfectly clear what she was offering. He gently ran his fingers through her hair as if trying to decide if he was willing to take the next step.