Domming Daughter Dani – Part 38 of 51 – PAYBACK PART ONE

By Dutchboy

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Story codes: mdom, male dominant, incest, inc, true, bdsm, some pedo, spanking, mmf and mff.

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The girls arrived as Caryn was pulling into the driveway. She had to wait until the Child Services agent backed out in order to get to her side of the garage.  I smiled and let the girls into the house and waved at the agent.

Before I killed Allison, I walked Caryn up to our room to debrief her in private about everything that had gone down.

As we walked the upstairs hall toward our room, Caryn said, “Oh, you put the doors back on.” 

“Yeah. Of course. Why?”

“I made up some bullshit story about how two of the doors didn’t match the others when we bought the house, and how they were custom orders and we were waiting for them to arrive from the factory.”

“Why didn’t you tell me you said that?”

“I forgot. I dunno. That was the last thing on my mind.”

“If the agent had toured the upstairs, you realize we would have been busted?” I asked.

“As if we weren’t?”

“We weren’t,” I assured her, pushing her into our bedroom where I whispered the entire story to her.

Caryn’s jaw dropped. “You’re kidding? You’re kidding? You are shitting me?” Caryn interjected.

“Skip,” Caryn shook her head in disbelief, “I’ve always said that -- more than anyone I’ve ever met in my life -- you can slip in dog shit and land in the daisies every fucking time.”

“Definitely dodged a bullet.”

“More than that,” Caryn said. “You just got a big green light to do whatever you want to that little cunt and nobody’s going to believe a word of it.”

“Uh...” I thought about this. Caryn was right. I’d missed the bigger picture. I wasn’t just out-of-danger. I was bulletproof. I could discipline or molest Allison all I wanted and there wasn’t really a damn thing she could do about it. Nobody was going to believe a word she said. I’d merely have to be extra careful about bruising her. I could do that.

“I guess I should get naked,” Caryn said. “No chance you are going to wait until after dinner to beat our asses. Dammit. I’m hungry too. I couldn’t bring myself to eat all day.”

I took a deep breath. “No,” I said. “I’m going to let this ride. I’m just going to ignore her - absolutely ignore her. For a week. The girls are home on Spring Break next week. I’m going to take some personal days and stay home and make that the longest week of Allison’s miserable life.”

“Sorry I won’t be home to see it,” Caryn grumbled.

“You’ll see plenty of it,” I nodded. “Plenty.”