Emily needs more discipline like last night

Exhausted I put my wet shrinking dick back in my tight little girl panties and stand up to get over to Mr. Robertson. I feel relaxed and confident now and I kind of get a taste for humiliating Steve even further since he seems to like it so much. He is a pathetic mess with a saliva smeared mouth kneeling naked between us on the floor his precum leaking cock twitching and pulsing. I grab the loose tie that Mr. Robertson was starting to put around his neck and pull it away from him. He looks at me questioningly and I just give him a sinister smirk.

I quickly tie a loose noose and drop it around Buster's neck so I have him on a makeshift leash. With my free hand I trace my index finger slowly across Mr. Robertson's lower lip.

"Too bad that I have no time right now because I will have to walk my little puppy." With a sudden move and strong grip Mr. Robertson catches my wrist and holds it firm.

"Ouch!" I squiek in my now quite trained girly voice "You hurt me daddy!"

Mr. Robertson takes a step closer to my face ignoring his naked son on the floor.

"I bet Buster can wait another few minutes. You can let him wait outside in the hallway and come back here at once little missy!"

His tone is quite urgent and it is clear that his throbbing cock is doing all his thinking.

I gulp and start to drag my little puppy towards the hallway but Steve resists and when I look down he shakes his head wide eyed.

"What is it?" I whisper down at him "You wanna stay and watch?"

Biting his lip and blushing Steve nods vigorously at my suggestion.

Mr. Robertson also looks down at his depraved naked son and adds: "Well maybe he acquired a taste last night watching me fuck his little sister."

Steve briefly looks into his dads eyes and blushes even more.

After a brief moment of contemplation Mr. Robertson shrugs again like last night, pats his son on the head and says: "Well then watch and learn my son!" And with that he hugs me and forces his mouth onto me slipping his wet thick tongue into my mouth and we start to kiss noisily.

My already exhausted little dick starts to fill with blood again as Mr. Robertson works his strong hairy paws all over my body, kneading my ass and thighs, pulling me close.

I drop my make-shift leash on the ground and manage to moan out. "Stay Buster! Be a good little puppy, stay put!" Which Steve answers with an excited small "Wroof!" As he settles back sitting on his legs slowly starting to caress his hard shaft.

Mr. Robertson is eager to get off so after a few moments of intense snogging he suddenly pushes me towards the table turning me around and pushing my head down until my upper body hits the tabletop sending cutlery and cups clattering around the breakfast table. I gasp in surprise taking a glance to the side down at Steve who is happily jerking himself off.

"Don't you dare cum without me allowing it!" I mutter out of breath towards Steve and then shriek out as Mr. Robertson lifts my dress up over my ass and with one strong and swift move rips my panties off my body leaving a red streak on my thigh where the fabric stretched until it tore. He looks at his son with a sinister smile who briefly halted his jerking looking as surprised as I about his father's urgent almost violent move. Mr Robertson takes another look at the torn little black lace panties and then throws them in Steve's face laughing and looking down at my naked pale ass. He gives it a hard slap and then leans over the table to the butter still standing there from the breakfast.

He dips two of his fat fingers into the butter picking up a glob of it and pushing it into my ass crack right up into my anus. Smearing it around and shoving it inside of me with his thick strong fingers.

"Oh my god! Daddy!" I groan as I feel him entering me so suddenly. Steve also squeaks out a little moan as he watches his father's fingers disappear in my behind. After lubing me up with the good butter he removes his fingers and looks down at his son again.

"Too bad you don't like to take your Sister's pussy as much as I do but if watching is good for you too, than this is fine by me. I love you either way son, no matter what gets you off."

He wipes his oily smeared buttery fingers onto Steve's cheeks pinching them and Steve yelps with joy with his hard long cock twitching between his legs dropping more precum onto the floor.

The affirmation of his father was all he ever needed to be confident again with what his true self is. After this moment of genuine affection Mr. Robertson turns his attention back to my ass and taking another step closer he pulls out his throbbing cock from his briefs and pushes the head against my waiting sphincter.

I let out a deep breath trying to relax as Mr. Robertson increases the pressure holding his shaft in one hand and resting his other on my naked pale cheek. I can feel the stabbing sensation as my backdoor twitches and slowly gives way. Steve kneels close by and I can feel him grab onto my ankle in excitement as he watches the buttered glistening cock of his father slowly glide into my stretching hole. As the fat red mushroom head gets past the sphincter the rest of the shaft glides in with more ease and Mr. Robertson holds onto my hips giving me his whole length and letting out a deep satisfied groan.

Again I feel so full that I can barely take it, panting away any pain to only feel the deep satisfying lust that washes over me in waves as Mr. Robertson starts to hump into me with deep slow forceful thrusts. Loud smacking noises fill the kitchen as the butter gets evenly distributed along his mast and around my asshole. I have my eyes rolled back in ecstasy taking my deserved pounding hearing only the smacking and the rhythmic clatter of the cutlery on the table as I get pushed into the tabletop again and again.

Mr. Robertson starts to sweat and get red faced as he works himself to a climax. Again and again he looks down at his naked son watching closely licking his lips and stroking his own hard cock.

He patts his head affectionately and says to Steve: "Thanks for letting me have your sister! It feels so much better to be open and not do this behind your back!"

Steve looks up with big eyes and answers in almost a whisper: "Anytime dad! Thanks for accepting me the way I am. I am happy when you are happy!"

They both smile at each other with deepfelt love while Mr. Robertson still glides in and out of my ass.

"You're ok if I give your sister another cream filling?" He adds as he increases his pace.

Steve nods vigorously and I moan out with my face smashed against the tabletop: "Buster ate up most of your last filling from my ass so I guess he likes it a lot!"

Steve blushes hard at that statement looking wide eyed at his father while squeezing my ankle. It had the effect that I wanted as I can feel Mr. Robertsons cock starting to pulsate in my ass with the next deep thrust as he moans out "Oh my god!"

With just one little sentence I managed to humiliate Steve while sparking Mr. Robertsons horniness to a degree that it took him over the edge. He holds my hips tight, locking his full length deep into me as he fills me up with hot white cum squirt after squirt.

"Yes daddy! Breed your little daughter!" I shriek out almost incoherently trying to milk every last drop of Mr. Robertson's cock with just my words.

As he has finally finished he briefly rests his massive upper body on my back catching his breath. His cock twitches from time to time and slowly shrinks again inside of me. As he finally is ready to get up he slips out of my anus and Steve holds up the shredded panties which his father takes to wipe of the cum and butter from his cock. As he has finished he throws the soiled panty back in Steve's face with a wink and turns around to dress and leave as he is already running late.

I feel the emptiness inside of me, the cool air brushing over my exposed ass and my own little dick which got hard again now. I hear the front door close as Mr. Robertson leaves in a rush leaving me alone with my puppy for the rest of the day.