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Curfew Broken, Control Reclaimed

 I slowly walked into the front door. I knew I was late and was hoping that Daddy wouldn’t notice. As soon as I closed the front door, I heard his voice, “Where were you? You missed your curfew.”


“I’m sorry, Daddy, I lost track of time.”


“You know the rules. Come here.” He was sitting on the couch, and I walked over to him. He looked me up and down, then pulled me over his knee. He pulled up my already short skirt and felt my soaked panties. “Why are your panties so wet?” I stayed silent, so he pulled my hair and asked me again. “Why are your panties wet? And why do you smell like sex?”


“I’m sorry, Daddy.”


“You’re sorry?” He pulled my panties to the side and stuck two fingers inside me. “Did someone fuck you?” Then he pulled my hair to make me look him in the eye and said, “Did he cum inside my pussy?” When I didn’t answer him, he ripped my panties off and started to spank my ass repeatedly. “You broke your curfew, and you let someone fuck what is mine. Now you are going to tell me all about it.” Then he pushed me off him to the floor, told me to kneel in front of him. He pulled my hair to pull my face into his lap. “Now tell me what happened tonight, and don’t leave out any detail.” Daddy took out his cock, so my face was right up against it.


“I went out for drinks with some friends, and an old friend who I hadn’t seen in a while was there. He invited us all back to his place to hang out, so we all went. We were all drinking and playing drinking games.”


“What drinking game were you playing that my pussy ended up full of cum?” Still keeping a handful of my hair to pull my head around, he rubs my face on his cock. 


“We were playing truth or dare.”


“So what kind of truth question leads to sex?”


“I tried to only pick truth, but they made me choose dare.”


“They made you. The only person who can MAKE you do anything is me. Do you understand?”


“Yes, Daddy.”


“Good. Now, since you like dares, you are going to be reenacting everything you did with that guy with me.”


“But... Daddy.”


“So what were you dared to do? Show me.”

“I was dared to make him cum. So while he was sitting on the couch, I straddled his lap and started kissing him.”


“Show me.”


I crawled up onto Daddy’s lap and started kissing him like I was kissing the guy earlier, making out, tongues dancing. After a few minutes, Daddy broke away from the kiss.


“What happened next?”


“The other friends told us to get a room, so he walked me into the other room.” Daddy then pulled me off of him, and then we walked into the bedroom. “When we got to the bedroom, he took off his clothes and told me to suck on it. I was on my knees while he stood there and I sucked on his cock.” Daddy then got naked and told me to get on my knees and suck it. 


After a few minutes of me sucking Daddy’s cock he grabbed my hair and pulled me off his cock and said, “Then what happened?”


“He was really hard, so he pulled me off his cock and stood me up, stripped off my clothes, and threw me on the bed. He told me to get on all fours. He then got behind me and shoved his cock into my pussy, grabbed a handful of my hair to turn my head to look back at him.” Daddy then mimicked everything I just said, except Daddy was fucking me hard.


“Did he fuck you like this slut?”


“No, Daddy, he wasn’t this rough.”


“Oh, can the slut not handle it rough?” he said as he slammed into me harder.


“Daddy, I’m gonna cum.”


“Did you cum for him?”


“No.”


“Then you better not cum now.” 


As I started to complain, he exploded inside me. When he was done, he took his cock out and wiped it clean all over my ass. 


“Go stand up in the corner with your hands on your head and your legs spread open a bit.” I got off the bed and stood in the corner as I was told. I could feel his cum leaking out of me while Daddy just sat on the bed and watched. “You like the feel of cum dripping out of you, don’t you slut?”


“Yes, Daddy.” I wondered how long he was going to make me stand like this. Then Daddy went to bed.


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