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PHIL CAUGHT [ part 8 ] Amber got home a little after eight pm. She ate dinner at Melody’s. She felt that she had to end her treatment of her father. She wanted everything to be near perfect and she didn’t want him drinking. Tomorrow would be Friday; mom would leave for work twenty minutes before Amber got home from school. Her brother would be going to a ball game with some friends and a party afterwards. His curfew was 12 Midnight and he wouldn’t be home until 11:59. So a sober daddy was essential to end the estrangement. She walked in the house and looked around. All was quiet. That was not good. She went to the den and there daddy was slumped over his desk snoring. The smell of strong liquor hung in the air like a cheap wind chime. She walked over to the desk and wrote a note in large letters. It read: Daddy, we have to talk. I’ll be home at 3:30. Please don’t make any snacks and don’t drink, please. I love you bunches She went upstairs to do her homework. It didn’t take her to long and by 9:30 she shut her book and put it and the work in her backpack. The house was still quiet so she took the floppy disc and popped it into the computer. She looked at the index and chose, Laundry Room Punishment Phil had to drag Amber into the house. She had been amazingly out of character at the mall. Phil needed to pay a bill that he forgot about and it was due today. Once there Amber wanted to stay at the food court, not for the food but to flirt with the boys. Wow did she ever come out of her shell. Amber smiled at that one. Phil rarely ever had to raise his voice to his daughter but today she wouldn’t respond if he had been using a bullhorn. He hated to embarrass her in front of her friends but he had an important call to make and needed his spreadsheets so the cell phone wouldn’t do. The only thing he could do was to grab her by the arm and drag her to the car. Amber knew she messed up but for some reason she just didn’t want to co-operate. She deserves whatever daddy’s going to give her. Inside the house Phil pushed his disobedient daughter into the corner and told her if she moved he’d use the strap on her well-shaped hinny. Amber was now frightened and hoped that this would be the end of it. She heard him talking on the phone for about twenty-five minutes. Thank goodness she had something to occupy her mind otherwise the time would pass as slow as molasses in winter. Come on daddy she’s been bad. Blister her butt. She heard her father get up and go into the laundry room and turn on the dryer. Why the dryer? Phil walked up to Amber and from behind, put his thumbs inside the waistbands of both her shorts and panties and yanked them down to her ankles. Without a word he picked her up and carried her to the sofa and put her across his lap. This was a punishment spanking so WHACK! WHACK! SMACK! WHAP! POW! WHACK! SMACK! POW! Phil punished her for a good ten minutes. Amber was red from the top of her buttocks to midway down her thighs. But he wasn’t done yet. Go Daddy Go! Phil carried her to the laundry room and sat Amber on top of the now hot dryer. “Wowww Daddy! Please it burns!” “If you sit there for five minutes then I’ll reward you. If you try and get off, I’ll spank you again and then hold you there for fifteen minutes. Amber grit her teeth and stayed in place. After two minutes Phil lifted her shirt and pulled her bra up. Those lovely perky breasts plopped into his view. “I’ll help distract you.” Phil said as he started to fondle her nipples. I don’t have breasts but I do have nipples. When he started to suckle her Amber threw her head back and gasped. Phil put his hand between her legs and started tickling her clitty. Daddy I can only hope. When her five minutes was up, Phil lifted and carried her back to the sofa. This time he laid her on her back. Amber did not need prompting; she lifted and spread her legs. “Lap, slurp, swook.” The sounds coming from between her legs would have been distracting had it not been for her pussy being so hot and engorged that she came within two minutes. So that’s why the dryer. As she lay there totally relaxed, Phil pointed his finger at her and said, “Let that be a lesson to you.” Yeah I’m learning all right. Amber turned off the computer and got ready for bed. She was thinking about what happened today. Her hand went to her pussy and started to rub. In bed she had the strange thought, “Is it possible to rub away your clit?” Phil read the note and was happy to know that he’d soon find out what had caused Amber to act like that. He was very happy to see the ‘I love you bunches’. That meant so much to him. The next day at school was spent in a distracted state but this time she didn’t look morose, she looked happy, even mischievous. She and Melody shared English class together and all they had to do was look at each other and they’d break out in the giggles. At last the final bell rang and Amber scrambled for the school bus. It didn’t matter when she got there since the bus left at an assigned time and she wouldn’t get home any sooner. Phil too was in a hurry. The client he had been working accepted the medical insurance program and Phil had a lot of paperwork to complete. Phil drove quickly and passed the school bus that Amber was riding. She saw him whiz by and felt reassured that daddy was in hurry to talk to her. Phil was just inside the door going through the mail when Amber came running in. She tossed her backpack onto the deacon’s bench and said: “Daddy we have to talk but first I have to get cleaned up. I’m stinky from gym. So please go and change, get comfortable. I’ll meet you in the living room in twenty minutes. Okay?” “Sure Hun.” Phil replied wondering what was up. He knew that she didn’t have gym on Fridays. He went to his room and changed into comfy clothes and watched CNN until Amber was ready to talk. True to the female form Amber’s twenty minutes turned into forty-seven minutes. Amber walked into the living room fresh and clean from a shower. Her hair was now worn down instead of the perpetual ponytail. She was dressed only in a short silk kimono that came down to mid thigh. She sat down across from her father and as she did, with a little practice, managed to have the kimono opened. She sat with her legs a bit spread, revealing her feminine charm. The position was rather unlady like. Phil saw his daughter’s pussy and looked away. “Daddy please look at me.” Phil looked his daughter in the eye. “Daddy, first I want to say I’m sorry for treating you the way I have all week.” “Honey, what did I do that made you so angry?” “I read your stories.” “My stories?” “The Phil & Amber series.” Phil lowered his head and blushed. “Honey I didn’t mean…” Amber cut him off and said, “Daddy I was wrong in reading them. I ignored your privacy. I’d be mad if you read my diary. I didn’t know what to think. At first I thought that was what you want to do to me. Then I realized that you did.” “I never spanked you or tied you up or..” Phil drifted off. “No you didn’t but because of you, I’m not shy or overly modest (This coming from a girl sitting near naked in front of her father). I’m a pretty good student because of the time you spent with me. You got me all sorts of training tapes and made games out of them. All the good stuff in my life comes from you. Melody and I talked..” “YOU TOLD MELODY!?” “Yes. I even let her read your stories. She’s the one that pointed out all the good things. She loved the stories. Especially ‘The Birthday Present’.” Amber stood up and let the kimono fall from her shoulders to the floor yet she held on to the sash. She walked over to her daddy and sat in his lap. She put the sash in his hand and said, “If you want to tie me up go ahead. You want to spank me, go ahead but please do all the other things you wrote about.” “But what if you don’t like it?” “Eh. I asked Melody to tie me up and she did. I asked her to spank me and boy did she ever. She then went down on me. I hated being hogtied. I hated the spanking even more. But they made the sex so good it was worth it.” With that she hugged her father’s neck. Then she gave him a kiss. When they broke she said, “School lets out for summer in two weeks. Maybe we can go to a nudist resort.” “Your mother would throw a fit.” “I don’t want mom to come with. We wouldn’t want her to interfere when you have to take me into the woods to discipline me. By the way Melody would like to come with. The End |