Get The Lawn Finished & Have Some Fun

"Aahhh" I sighed as I put my glass of ice cold lemonade back in the cup holder. Mr. Thompson and I were sitting in lawn chairs just outside the family's front door watching Ella go about her chore naked as the day she was born. She was she was sweating profusely while pushing the heavy lawnmower under the beating sun.

Without taking my eyes off of the struggling slut before me I lean towards her father and say "Landscaping really suites her doesn't it?"

Mr. Thompson replies "It sure does. About time she learned how to do anything besides swipe my credit card." He was completely unbothered by his precious daughter's nakedness in the open for the whole neighborhood to see. I chuckled and continued to sip my drink that I suggested Ella make us before finishing my work on their lawn.

Our show continued for another 20 minutes or so before she finally made it from the front of the lawn to the doorstep where we were seated. Drenched in sweat, she glared at me and shut down the lawnmower. Turning to Mr. Thompson and said "There, I'm done mowing the lawn Shithead. Can I go inside and get dressed now?" She had an obvious looks of shame as she stood in front of her father and this perv with her tits out and everything.

I interjected before her father could respond "I don't think so, you took way to long to finish the lawn. You're not getting dressed anytime soon"

Her head snapped in my direction with a look of pure rage "You don't get to tell me what to do! Besides this was supposed to be your job not mine!". While I was smirking at her outburst I turned to Mr. Thompson and saw that he shared the same outraged face as his daughter.

He bolted up from his lawn chair. "Where do you get off telling MY daughter when she can and cannot get dressed!" he said as he looked down towards me. "Why I ought to-"

"You OUGHT to punish her for taking so damn long to finish the yard." I ended his sentence for him in 'a matter of fact' like town.

Just like that his face dropped from enraged to a neutral expression."You're right." he said and then he turn towards Ella "You took far too long to get this done. I am taking your phone away for the week."

Ella whined to Mr. Thompson "But Shithead! This is so unfair!" Her complaints were stopped short by her father "No but's missy. And it's 'ShitFACE' not 'Shithead'. You need to learn from your-" Thats where I cut him off again.

"Actually sir, this whore is right for once in her life. It wouldn't be fair to only take her phone away. She deserves much more for this." I could see the fear grow in Ella's eyes as Mr. Thompson soaked up my words. "I think I should deal out her punishment seeing it was my job she took so long finish."

"You're right again son, it only makes sense. So what do you suppose we do with her?" he asks. Ella just stands there naked and in disbelief of the conversation taking place in front of her. I noticed that she moved in attempt to cover her chest, but then lowered her arm most likely in fear of getting into even more trouble than she was in.

I respond while the wheels in my head begin to spin "Well it depends, what time are your guests arriving?". Mr.Thompson shoots me a curious look and says "Not till tonight why?"

Now I stand up from my chair. "Excellent! Then I think we should continue this discussion inside." I grab a fist full of Ellas hair which causes another look of shock from both father and daughter. Before either of them can say a word I promptly announce "Don't mind me just helping this dumb bitch inside."

Quickly calming down yet again Mr. Thompson opens the front door and steps aside to make way for us "Of course, get moving young lady."

I move to walk through the door while pulling the naked girl behind. "Yes Shitface!" is all she manages to yelp through the shock of being yanked forward.

I grinned from ear to ear knowing a had a full day to give Ella a much needed attitude adjustment and plot how I could use my newfound privilege to turn the Thompson's gathering upside down.