HUNTING

BY STRICTNRUFF

[ part 2 ]

Heather had been put to bed as quickly as possible. It was clear that Linda intended to spend the better part of the evening talking with him. Tim, in turn, had remained passive for two nights in a row, and he was anxious to see how the discussion would develop. He knew that in terms of spanking she'd welcome his participation. And of course he didn't fail to notice that she likeiond to humiliate the kid by exposing her nearly naked backside to him. Needless to say that he felt free to talk a lot more openly with Linda now.

So when they sat down he started a bit bluntly: "What a nice little butt your daughter has. She sure hated to show me, though. Has she been wearing thongs for a long time?" She started to grin at his question. "I knew you'd appreciate the gesture. No, she hasn't worn them at all until you came into our lives. I bought one a few weeks ago, but it appeared to be too little for me. So after inviting you yesterday I told Heather to wear them. She hated it, and thought up all kinds of excuses to refuse but I didn't budge. In fact I told her that if she wouldn't put them on I'd strip her stark naked before your very eyes. Only then she gave in."

"Too bad", Tim said with a naughty smile. "Dont't worry, your time will come. Perhaps even sooner than you expect. I want the little brat to know the power of a real man like you. I want you to dominate her, humiliate her, punish her beyond anything she could ever imagine. Will you be a hard teacher to her?"

"You mean that you really want me to rough her up a little when she needs it?" he asked. She grinned. "Forget 'a little', I want you to lay it on her as hard as you can. And as refined as I'm sure you know how. Did you see her embarassment when you could see her naked little ass? I'm sure you know of more and better ways to get her attention."

"You bet I do. Do I get your full permission no matter what I do?" She thought a moment, and said "well, let's say anything that doesn't leave permament scars or that would attract the attention of Child Protection folks. Is that good enough?"

"Fair deal, but of course there will be times that you'd better call her in sick rather than sending her to school with bruises." Again she considered. "Only if you'd take care of her. I can't afford missing out on teaching days just staying at home for the little brat. Can you stay with her when I'm off to work?"

That was music to his eyes. The very thing he'd been hoping for. "Sure I can, don't you worry about a thing. If you like I could even start a home schooling program for her so she wouldn't need to go to school at all anymore!"

Her eyes lightened up, such a generous offer she had't expected. But she needed to think out the consequences. After all she only knew him for a couple of days. What if they didn't get along? She decided to be very blunt. Offering him another drink she stayed right next to his chair, fumbling a bit to embrace him after he'd finished his glass. He responded immediately. "Let's go to bed" she said, a bit nervously, worrying that he might not be interested. But he was, and together they went up to her bedroom.

After a long period of celibacy she sure loved making love to him, but when he was getting a little rougher she wispered something in his ear. He nodded, showing an understading face. "You better save that for my little one" she had said. He wondered, if she only meant the slapping or also the sex. But it seemed better to wait a bit on that subject. Perhaps it sounds crazy, but to discipline a little girl was a helluva lot more exiting to him than actually putting his dick into her.