Libertine

Chapter 8

Lie better. For God’s sake, lie better!

‘’I didn’t see the principal. Why? Did someone say something?’’

‘’No? You weren’t in his office half an hour ago? You weren’t sitting on his desk, legs spread out?’’ He was way too calm and casual for this conversation.

How the hell does he know? Act offended, act offended!

‘’I… What are you implying, Dad?’’ She went on the offense.

He got up from the chair and stood a few inches from her. She could feel the heat from his body as she was looking straight at him defiantly. She didn’t want to flinch, she intended to die on that hill if she had to. She never wanted to give in. However, she felt herself getting faltered when Frank harbored a sly smirk while looking at her.

‘’What I am implying, is that for the past months, you have been the little submissive slut to Mr. Clayton, your principal. And before that, it was Mr. Newman, the school supervisor which only happened because you got caught giving blowjobs in the school bathroom. I know everything so you might as well stop lying to me.’’ He talked slowly but firmly.

It was Armageddon, the apocalypse. Her world was crashing down and she didn’t have her underground bunker. She forgot to blink, she forgot to breathe, she forgot how to move. She forced her brain to get out of shock.

‘’I… I…’’ She was out of breath so she paused and took a long breath in.

‘’What do you want?’’ She almost flinched under her own blunt tone. Even if she thought herself stupid for even asking because she knew what he after since his little comments in the kitchen that evening.

He sighed and brought his hand to her hair.

‘’You know I love you right? I love my little girl which why I can’t stand the idea of another man from the Club touching you. You belong to me, you understand?’’

Fear, excitement, disbelief, and lust all crept in her heart at the same time.

He said it out loud! I can’t believe he just admitted to it!

‘’Wha… What does that mean? What is the Club?’’ She fast almost hyperventilating and talking fast.

‘’It means… that your pleasure is my responsibility. By the rules we have in place, now that you have been involved with the Club, I had the right to claim your virginity and I did.’’

‘’Well, no one asked my opinion! This is my body and I’ll damn well do whatever the hell I want with it!’’ She yelled, offended.

She barely had time to finish her sentence before he grabbed her hips and slammed her against the wall. His mouth was almost touching her ear, his hands were squeezing her hips almost reaching her ass.

‘’Are you telling me you don’t want this?’’ He lowly growled while his hands roamed her body.

She had a hard time thinking straight, her thoughts were crashing in her head like a rubber ball shot from a cannon. Everything that she had repressed during these last few years, the lust, the attraction, it all rushed back to the surface. The prying looks, the stolen glances of naked skin through half-open doors, all the double-entendre conversations were all adding up to something incredibly sinful.

‘’Daddy…’’ She moaned in spite of herself.

‘’Answer me, baby girl.’’ He kissed her temple.

‘’If you tell me to stop, I will. But I know you better than you think, I know you’ve been wanting this for a while now. I also know you like s*x, you like to be touched, you like to be kissed.’’ He whispered as he nibbled on her ear lobe.

‘’This is wrong…’’ Kendall gasped.

‘’Wrong, scandalous, sinful, outrageous, whatever adjective suits you. It won’t change what you’re feeling. I know you’ve already had that conversation in your head and you’ve already made your decision.’’

God damn him!

He was right, of course. If the last months were any indication, it was that her moral compass when it came to s*x wasn’t pointing North anymore. And just like that, all her resistance was defeated. She hugged him back and groaned at the increased contact.

‘’I need to hear you say it, Kendall. Say you’ll give yourself to me.’’

‘’What about Mom? And Carl? No one can know!’’ She whispered-yelled.

‘’Don’t worry about that, the house is empty a lot these days because your mom goes to her girls’ nights and Carl has his training. We’ll have plenty of alone time…’’

He pulled his head back to look her in the eyes. He approached his lips until they were touching hers. She didn’t dare to move, only closed her eyes. She expected him to kiss her any moment now. But he didn’t.

‘’I need to hear you say it, baby girl. Say you’re mine.’’ He repeated.

There was no going back now, she was about to take actions that would forever be irreversible. Sins that could never be washed away.

‘’I’m yours, Daddy.’’ She huffed.

He grinned widely at her after hearing that. He smashed her lips with his in a sudden move. He kissed her in a way that no father should kiss their daughters, but she loved every second of it. That first contact woke up something in her, a boldness that only surfaces when she’s being handle by a man.

‘’Are you going to f**k me, Daddy?’’ She asked innocently.

‘’Not tonight, baby girl. But I will still show you who you belong to.’’

She shivered at the words and before she knew it, he had her bend over his knee on her own bed. She immediately knew what was coming and instead of fear or anxiety, she felt eagerness and enthusiasm. His hand petted her hair.

‘’I know you’ve been spanked before and from what I’ve heard you’ve enjoyed it quite well…’’ He chuckled while she blushed of embarrassment. She was relieved he couldn’t see her face at that moment.

‘’This punishment is for sneaking behind my back and let another man touch you. I will give you 15 slaps and you’re going to count, understood?’’ He asked as he rubbed his hand on her still-covered ass.

‘’Yes, Daddy.’’ She whimpered.

He flipped the skirt and yanked the panties down her thighs. He kneaded her cheeks firmly to warm her up, his fingers got close to her intimate parts but not close enough in her opinion. She squirmed to encourage him to touch her more, but instead, he spanked.

SMACK!

Oh, it stings!

He was sharper than Mr. Clayton. This was a real punishment, not the nice arousing fun-ishment she had before. She jumped under the impact, forgotten to count as her mind focused on bracing for the next one.

‘’If you’re not counting little girl, I’ll double the number.’’ He whispered huskily.

‘’One.’’ She blurted.

‘’Good girl.’’

SMACK!

‘’Two…’’

He hit exactly at the same spot. She felt her eyes starting to water.

SMACK!

‘’Three!’’ She was lightly sobbing however still aroused.

By the fifteenth slaps, Kendall was a blubbering mess. Although, she felt strangely relieved like she needed this punishment. The catharsis was unbelievable, nothing like she would ever imagine.

It took her a while to realize that the punishment was over. He was now soothing her gently, rubbing both her cheeks. Tears kept falling as she was coming down from the high of emotion, she even moaned a little. From a corner of her mind, she asked herself why he wasn’t really touching her yet.

He only soothed her on his lap for a minute or two, he then set her down on the bed. She was empty of energy, barely moving or making a sound. She felt his body pressing against hers, an arm snaked across her stomach and pulled her back against a chest. Her stepfather petted her hair some more as he was spooning her.

‘’I’m proud of you baby girl. You did very good.’’ He purred in her ear.

‘’Thank you, Daddy.’’

He got up shortly after, kissing her cheek.

‘’You should get up soon, I’ll run you a bath. Then you can meet me downstairs for dinner, Carl is gone for the night and your mom isn’t coming in until 3 AM.’’

‘’Yes, Daddy.’’

The bath was heavenly, Frank had sunk a bath bomb and bath bubbles and the temperature was perfect. It soothed her bruised bum, however, she would definitely feel it for the next few days. She made a mental note to rub some cream before going to bed tonight.

After drying herself, Kendall pondered on what she would wear to dinner. Skippy little nightgown? Or a cute indoor sweater with pajama pants? She didn’t want to appear to try too hard, so she opted for the latter.

Her stepfather had set up the table and made the dinner by the time she made it downstairs. He was sipping on a beer while scrolling through his phone. He put it down as soon as she walked in.

‘’Feeling good, baby girl?’’

‘’Yes, Daddy.’’

‘’How’s your butt?’’

‘’Alright, I guess. The bath helped stop the burning.’’ She answered meekly.

All during dinner, he asked her questions about what was going on at school and in her life in general and then he turned the conversation to what happened between her and the school staff. He already knew the grand lines, but he wanted to hear all the details from her. She told him everything including her minor crush on Ryan. She only thing she kept to herself was her crush on Carl, however, she was almost certain that he knew about it and so did Carl. She didn’t want to think about that though, she was way too exhausted by this grueling day.

He listened to her, didn’t say much, and when the conversation and dinner were over, he sent her to bed with a sweet kiss on the lips and told her that they will discuss more tomorrow. She thought she heard the word terms at some point, but she was too tired to be sure.

She was confused by his attitude. She thought that now that he had her, he would use her immediately. Why would he wait even more if he had wanted her all this time? What game was he playing? Then a thought entered her head: he was training her into complete submission. She remembered reading and educating herself a little on the power exchange relationships.

She fell asleep with those questions circling around in her head. The one thought that was prevailing was that she was very excited about what was coming.