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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 2

Written by Janus
Copyright 2003


All my stories can be found at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Janus/www



	The next day, Tanya found out how much worse it would get.  Her
father had just returned from a shopping trip when he asked her
to sit on his lap.  Following his instructions, Tanya had worn a
skirt with no panties so she balked when told to sit on his lap.
Her father insisted however.

	"We'll just watch TV like we did back in the old days," he
pressured her.  "You never sit on my lap anymore."

Taking her by the wrists, he pulled her to his armchair. 
Half-heartedly, Ashley allowed herself to be pulled onto his lap,
being careful to keep her skirt between her butt and his legs. 
She started by merely sitting on his knees, but her dad pulled
her closer to him.  First he pulled her to his thighs.  And then
after a few more minutes, to his upper thigh.  From then, it was
just a matter of her dad shifting slightly and a few minute
movements before her butt was pressed against his crotch as he
sat in the armchair.

Then it got worse when her dad pulled the lever for the reclining
armchair.  He flipped out to an almost horizontal position and
she had no choice but to recline with him.  It wasn't long before
Tanya felt something hard poking her butt cheek.  Her ears turned
bright red with embarrassment.  She knew what it was.

"Daddy, can I please go?" Tanya begged him.  "I ... um, I don't
feel very well."

"It's okay, sweetie," her dad said into her ear, making her
flinch.  "Daddy will make you feel better."  He moved one hand to
her breast while the other began stroking her thigh underneath
her skirt.  Tanya instantly froze from the shock of being touched
by her father.  Without a bra, the only thing that separated her
firm, fourteen year old breast from his groping hand was the
light cotton of her shirt.  Again, her body betrayed her for her
nipple grew hard under his touch.

"Please... Daddy..." Tanya pleaded again.  But her father moved
his other hand to her breast, cupping and massaging both her
breasts.  Tanya fell silent.  Her father's penis was now rock
hard as it pushed against her.  Unable to contain herself, Tanya
emitted an inaudible sigh.  Her breathing quickened as her father
expertly manipulated her nipples, squeezing and pinching the hard
tips of her aureoles.  The teenage girl could help herself as she
sensed the first hints of wetness forming between her legs. 
Soon, the telltale scent of her lubrication reached her nostrils.

Her father must have smelled it as well for he reached down and
tugged up her skirt, revealing her bare shaved mound.  Despite
the pleasurable sensations coursing through her, Tanya knew that
it was wrong for her father to touch her.  "Please, Daddy, that's
enough.  Stop..." she said futilely.

Instead, her dad dipped a finger into her slit, caressing her
clit in one long stroke before moving deeper to her vagina,
teasing her lips a moment before lightly penetrating up to his
first knuckle.  Tanya's hips jerked involuntarily.  Her father
withdrew his finger and brought it to her face.  Ashamed, Tanya
saw how it glistened with her lubrication and the familiar smell
of it greeted her nose.

"It doesn't look like your pussy wants me to stop," her dad told
her.  "Open your mouth Tanya."

Realizing what he wanted to do, Tanya clamped her lips shut and
shook her head.

"Open your mouth," her dad repeated.  "Remember our deal.  The
car, remember?"

Humiliated, Tanya opened her mouth and her father pushed his wet
finger past her lips.  "Suck," he whispered into her ear. 
Reluctantly, Tanya closed her young lips around the digit in her
mouth, her tongue pressing against it.  Embarrassed, she tasted
her own juices.  She had never done so before.  It tasted very
musky and sharp.  Her cheeks flamed red again.

Her dad pulled his finger free and returned to her spread open
crotch.  Without warning, he began to rub her clit furiously. 
Tanya stiffened against him as the assault caught her unaware. 
"This is wrong," she thought to herself.  "But it felt so good...
 so good..."  The fourteen year old gasped as her father reached
down with his other hand and plunged a finger deep into her.  Her
hips rose off the armchair.

"Pull your shirt up over your tits," her father commanded.  "Play
with your tits."

Tanya tugged her t-shirt up until her breasts popped free.  She
couldn't help herself, it just felt so good between her legs. 
With both hands she began to rub her nipples as if she was in the
privacy of her own bedroom.  Her father meanwhile continued to
stroke her hard clit as he fingerfucked her pussy.

Dimly, in the back of her mind, Tanya remembered that she had
protested against what her dad was doing to her.  She still knew
it was wrong.  But the added simulation to her breasts had pushed
her too close to consider ethics at the moment.  She was getting
close... so very close...

"Mmm.. aiiieeee," a high-pitched whine emanated from Tanya's
throat as an orgasm swept over her fourteen year old body.  A
series of gasps accompanied each wave of orgasmic bliss that
washed over her.  Her dad's fingers, already wet before, were
completely soaked now in his daughter's pussy juices.

"Ah, oh, oh..." Tanya's breathing came back under control as she
recovered from her orgasm.  Her dad stopped touching her.  Tanya
rested her hands against her sides, as did her father.  It was
quite a sight: a fourteen year old girl reclined in post-orgasmic
bliss  against her father with her shirt pulled up over her plump
breasts and her skirt hiked up to reveal a bare and hairless
pussy.

As her senses returned, Tanya realized what had just happened. 
Mortified and ashamed, tears welled up in her eyes as her throat
consttricted.  The sobs began deep in her chest before pushing up
her throat.

"Don't cry, Tanya," her dad consoled her.  "Was it so bad?  You
looked like you were enjoying yourself.  And besides, isn't this
a small price to pay for not having your mom find out you wrecked
her car?"

But Tanya sobbed on nonethless.  Her father returned the chair to
its normal position so the crying girl now sat on her father's
lap again.  He handed her a tissue.

"Honey," her dad said, "I want you to go the bathroom and shave
your crotch again.  I could feel the stubble beneath my fingers.
Why don't you go do that and I'll get lunch ready."

Tanya slid off his lap and headed for the bathroom, embarrassed
that her dad was the one telling her to go shave her pubic area.
Wiping a tear from her eye, she wondered what else she might have
to do.



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Please send feedback and comments!  Thanks for reading.
~Janus
janus_md@hotmail.com
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