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Please note: All characters in this story are fictitious, any
similarity to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. The
author does not necessarily condone or endorse any of the
activities detailed in this story, some of which are dangerous or
illegal.
Please keep in mind the difference between fantasy and reality.
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Tanya's Punishment Chapter 1
Written by Janus Copyright 2003
All my stories can be found at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Janus/www
Tanya sat in the living room and waited with dread for her dad
to return to the room. Just yesterday, things were so much
different! Her mom, a professor, had left for an overseas
conference and wouldn't return for a week. Her dad meanwhile was
away on an overnight business trip so the fourteen year old
decided to take advantage of the parental absence. Taking the
extra keys to her mom's Saturn, she decided to go across town to
meet some friends.
Admittedly, Tanya didn't have a license and she had only driven
once or twice before when her dad let her drive a few hundred
yards for fun. But it didn't seem all that hard to drive so
Tanya thought it would be a snap. Unfortunately, backing the car
out of the drive in reverse proved to be a rather difficult
exercise. The Saturn's side got swiped against the garage
leaving a nasty scratch on the exterior of the passenger side of
the vehicle. And since it was rather dark out, Tanya had trouble
navigating and ended up running over the mailbox.
The visible damage wasn't terrible. One of the tail-lights was
completely smashed out and the bumper had a few scratches. The
real damage came from the mailbox scraping on the underside of
the car which damaged the exhaust pipe and muffler. Both would
need to be replaced.
When her dad came home from his business trip the next day,
Tanya tearfully confessed all she had done. Fixing himself a
drink first, her dad had gone out to inspect the damage. And now
she was waiting for him to return. How bad was it going to be?
Tanya knew her dad was generally more lenient with her than her
mom. Hopefully the damage was going to be fixable, the fourteen
year old thought.
She heard the door slam and her father's footsteps. He entered
the room and his expression was not grim, but only thoughtful.
Tanya took this as a good sign.
"So how bad is it Daddy?" she asked hopefully.
"Well," her father said tinkling the ice cubes in his drink,
"the scratch on the side isn't terrible. The busted tail-light
isn't hard to replace. But the underbody of the car is another
story. The muffler and exhaust pipe need to be replaced. But
even worse, there's a puncture in the oil tank. Did you notice
the oil all over the garage floor? I'm not sure if oil tanks can
even be replaced. I'm sorry honey, but it's going to be
expensive."
Tanya burst into tears again. "Mom's gonna kill me!" she
sobbed.
Her dad sat down next to her. He put his arm around her.
"Don't cry sweetie. It's be all right," he consoled her.
"You know how protective mom is about her car! She's going to
blow up!" Tanya wailed.
Her dad stroked her long blond hair. "I'll tell you what,
Tanya. We can make a deal. I'll tell your mom that it was my
fault. But in return you have to do something for me."
Tanya wiped the tears from her wet face and looked at her dad.
"Really? You'd do that?"
"Of course. But in return you have to do everything I say."
"I will! I'll do anything!"
"Do you promise?" her dad prodded her.
"Of course!" Tanya agreed.
"Then it's a deal," her father said, sipping his drink. Tanya
waited for a moment as he continued to sip and swirl his drink.
"Um, so what do you want me to do," she finally asked. Tanya
supposed it would be something like doing chores. Or possibly
even doing some community service. Her dad was big into stuff
like that.
"First," her dad said, polishing off his drink, "I think I'm
going to give you a bath. It's been a long time since I've done
that. It must be seven or eight years now? ..." Her dad trailed
off.
Tanya was confused. Had she misheard. "Did you say you wanted
to give me a bath?"
"Yes."
"But you can't! I'm fourteen years old!" Tanya complained.
This must be a joke of some sort, she thought. "Why on earth do
you want to give me a bath? I can't let you do that!"
"I'm going to give you a bath, Tanya. That was part of the
deal. You would do everything I say."
Tanya was dumbfounded. She couldn't let her dad see her naked!
"But Daddy..." she protested.
"No buts," her dad cut her off. "Either you do everything I
say or your mom gets to know the truth about the car."
Tanya reflected a moment. If her mom found out, she would
likely be grounded for a least three months. When Tanya was
twelve she broke her retainer which had to be fixed for a cost of
$200. Her punishment then was to be grounded for a month and she
had to do chores for the entire summer. The car would probably
cost at least $1000 to fix. Was it worth it then to let her dad
give her a bath?
"Okay," she muttered under her breath.
"Come on then," her dad said taking her by the elbow. He led
her upstairs to the master bathroom in his bedroom where there
was a large clawfoot tub. Tanya stared distractedly at the
porcelain and linoleum around her. Was this just some sort of
strange dream? Her dad moved past her to the tub. The sound of
running water filled the room and a mist of steam rose from the
tub.
Her dad turned her around to face him. He began to unbutton
her shirt. Tanya fought the urge to resist and push him away.
It felt wrong! Her dad undid the final button and slid the shirt
from her body. Tanya felt the blush rising in her face. Next
her dad undid the zipper of her skirt and let it drop to the
floor around her ankles.
She now stood in front of her dad wearing only panties and a
bra. Suddenly cold she shivered, realizing all too soon that the
chill would make her nipples perk up. Glancing down at her
chest, she saw her hardened nipples poke through the material of
her bra. Tanya looked up at her dad's face and saw her looking
at him, with a strange expression she had never seen on him
before.
She reached her hands up to cover her nipples. "Please,
Daddy," she pleaded, "I don't want to do this! Can't we please
do something else instead?" She gazed into his face imploringly
but only saw a hardened and concrete expression.
"Turn around, Tanya," he said.
Reluctantly, she turned around. Her father's hands fumbled
with the clasp of her bra for a second. Tanya held her breath,
hoping that he wouldn't be able to undo it. But he did. She
felt the bra straps fall from her shoulders and the cups loosen
around her breasts. Her dad slipped the bra free from her arms.
Topless now, Tanya stood, blushing heavily. At least she wasn't
facing her dad.
Then she felt his fingers slip inside the elastic waistband of
her panties. He started tugging them down. Soon, they too were
around her ankles and she was stepping out of them. Completely
naked now, Tanya didn't dare turn around to face her father. It
was bad enough that her butt was completely exposed to his view.
"Turn around Tanya," he told her. "And keep your hands at your
sides."
Her ears burning, Tanya slowly turned around, keeping her eyes
glued to the bathroom floor. She couldn't face her father's
eyes. Glancing at the mirror behind him, she knew what he was
seeing. Her breasts were fully developed and stuck straight from
her body like two pieces of firm fruit. Her belly was smooth and
flat, crowned by her dark navel and leading to her pubic area.
Her sex was hidden by a tuft of dark pubic hair, a small
triangular patch that hadn't yet overtaken her entire crotch.
Unlike younger girls, her slit was hidden from view by a thick
growth of straight pubic hair. She was still very much a young
woman, however, for her hips were still straight as an arrow and
her butt and thighs were still skinny as she had been when she
was ten years old.
Her dad gazed at her for several long minutes before moving
past her to the tub. The water was now several inches deep. He
turned it off and knelt down next to the tub, testing the water
with his hand. Turning back to his daughter, he extended his
hand.
"Come here, Tanya," he said softly.
Unwillingly, Tanya took his hand and stepped into the tub. The
water felt warm around her ankles. She sat down in the tub, the
water rising above her waist, almost to her chest. Normally she
enjoyed baths but she was too embarrassed to enjoy herself now.
She wished her dad would add bubble bath so she could at least
hide her crotch behind the bubbles. But instead he reached for
the shampoo.
Using a pail, he poured the warm water over her head. She
heard the shampoo bottle click open and soon he was working up a
lather of bubbles in her hair. She closed her eyes as his
fingers massaged her scalp. Normally, she enjoyed having her
hair washed too. He soon stopped however and began pouring water
over her head again.
When she was able to open her eyes again she saw him reach for
a bar of soap. Her face still burning hot with blood, Tanya let
him pour the warm water over her shoulders. She still didn't
look him in the face however. She eyed his hands as he took the
bar of soap and worked up a lather. Not even using a washcloth,
her dad began to rub the soap onto her back. Tanya sat
motionless as he rubbed and stroked. He moved to her flat tummy
and lathered her up there as well, taking a second to dip his
finger into her navel.
Finally, he reached her chest. Tanya bit her lip and felt her
face grow even hotter as her dad cupped her breasts in his hands.
Ashamed, she felt her nipples grow hard under her father's
ministrations. He rolled and pinched the erect nipples between
his fingers. Tanya hated herself and her body for producing the
pleasurable sensations.
Her dad stopped touching her chest and began to rinse off her
body with the pail of water. Embarrassed, the fourteen year old
waited for her dad to finish bathing her upper body. Maybe, she
hoped, he would stop at that. Wasn't touching her breasts
enough? Hadn't she endured enough yet?
Her heart sank when her father told her to stand up.
Reluctantly, she stood up, feeling the water drip from her body
and presenting her crotch to her father's face. She watched her
dad's hand lather the soap up again. He began soaping up her
legs, even reaching around to spread the soap onto her butt.
Ashamed, Tanya tried to look elsewhere but her eyes kept
returning to the back of her father's head as he knelt before
her. She almost flinched as his hands worked up her inner thigh,
inching perilously closer to the juncture of her legs.
"Tanya. Spread your legs a bit, please."
Without waiting for her to comply, her dad gripped her ankle
and moved it until Tanya was standing with her feet a good
eighteen inches apart. Her dad's hands traveled up her thighs
again. He soaped up the front of her pubic area first, lathering
up the triangle of hair hiding her slit. Then his fingers moved
deeper until they rubbed against her clit, making Tanya flinch.
The blood rushed to her ears again as her dad began to masturbate
her. With his other hand, her lathered up her butt crack,
mortifying the fourteen year old even further.
Tanya's self-loathing increased as she felt her body respond to
the simulation. A slight blush, not from embarrassment, crept
across her upper chest and she felt a sensation of moisture form
in her vagina. Her breathing was just starting to increase when
her father stopped.
"Sit down again," he told her.
Simultaneously reluctant and grateful, Tanya sat down in the
water as her father poured more water over her and let the soap
rinse off her. Satisfied, he pulled the stopper from the drain
and had Tanya stand up again. With a large towel, he began to
dry her off, taking special attention again to dry her breasts
and pubic area. Tanya could only stand with her hands at her
sides as she wished she were elsewhere.
Once the water had completely drained from the tub, Tanya's
father put away the towel and told her to sit down again. Unsure
of what was happening next, Tanya sat back down in the damp tub
while her father rummaged in the medicine cabinet. Tanya's heart
sank yet again as she saw him return with a razor and some
shaving cream.
"Spread your legs, Tanya," her father told her.
"Please, Daddy, haven't we done enough?" she appealed.
"Do it."
Unenthusiastically, Tanya slowly spread her legs, shamefacedly
looking away from her father again. Her vaginal lips parted
revealing her sex to her father's gaze. The tuft of hair crowned
the top of her privates. Her labia was a smooth pink that
glistened moistly while her clit hid behind its little hood.
Wordlessly, her father began to spread the shaving cream on the
patch of hair on her pubic area. Tanya was mortified that her
private area was so brazenly displayed to her father as he
prepared to shave off her pubic hair. Carefully, he ran the
razor along her crotch until every strand of hair was gone. He
then rinsed her off with some water and dabbed her crotch with a
towel. The cool air felt strange against her denuded pubic area.
It had been several years since Tanya was this hairless.
Tanya took her father's hand as he helped her step out of the
tub. Picking up her clothes, he began to dress her again
although he skipped the bra and panties. He slid her skirt up
around her waist and buttoned her shirt for her.
"From now on," he said, "you're not going to wear underwear
anymore. I just want you to wear skirts around the house,
nothing underneath. Do you understand?"
Fighting back the tears, Tanya nodded.
"We'll see what happens when your mom gets back," he told her,
"but until then: no underwear. And if you do everything I say, I
won't tell mom you wrecked her car. Okay?"
"Okay."
"Good. I'll see you tomorrow then." And with that, her father
left the bathroom.
Tanya went into her bedroom and closed the door. She sat on
the bed, still adjusting to the strange feeling of her hairless
crotch and not wearing underwear. It would still be another week
before her mom came home. How bad could it possibly get before
then?
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Please send feedback and comments! Thanks for reading. ~Janus
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