Spanking My Naughty Daughter

"Stand here. Look at the table. What did you notice?"

I stood in the living room, my blood boiling as I stared at my eighteen-year-old daughter, Clary.

On the center glass table were several expensive watches. That alone was not a cause for concern. What was concerning, though, was that the most expensive one was missing. And only one other person lived in this house with me.

That person stood opposite me, staring at the same table and pretending she knew nothing about what I was talking about. Anyone would have believed her, but not me. She had taken her mother's ability to lie with a straight face.

"Uhmm, a couple of watches?" she said hesitantly.

"Don't play with me, Clary Gray!" I raised my voice. "Where the fuck is my Rolex?"

She flinched at my unfamiliar tone, then looked up at me. I could see it in her eyes now. She was starting to realize this was not one of her usual stunts that I would overlook.

"I-I-I didn't see any Rolex. You have so many watches. How am I supposed to know where every one of them is? How did it look? Maybe I can help you check..."

That fake confusion on her face made my jaw clench. I had already turned this house upside down. Added to that, just yesterday she had come back holding a bunch of shopping bags. I had found that odd considering I had not sent her more than her usual allowance.

I stared at her. I knew exactly why she would have felt I would not care about one. To a teen girl like her, she probably thought the old thing was not very expensive.

"Don't you dare lie to me, Clary. I know you sold it. Do you know how much that watch fucking cost? Fifty thousand dollars!"

"Fift--I mean, Daddy, I'm serious. I don't know what you're talking about. Maybe you misplaced it...."

That was it.

I grabbed her wrist and pulled her to me. I sat down and enjoyed the feeling of her soft feminine body falling across my lap, her tight little ass positioned perfectly over my thighs.

"Daddy! What are you doing?!" she squealed, looking up at me.

"You want to play dumb? Fine. I will spank the truth out of you."

"WHAT? NO..."

SMACK.

My hand came down hard on her perky ass. It was just big enough to fit into my palm. It felt strangely erotic even though she was wearing her shorts.

Since when did my daughter grow such a delicious ass?

As I battled with my strange thoughts, my daughter jerked and gasped.

"Dad, stop! What are you doing!"

I did not stop. My anger had not been placated even a little. I rained down heavy, deliberate spanks, alternating cheeks and making sure every inch of her round ass felt it.

Fuck. Maybe it was because it had been a while since I had been with a woman, but the softness of my own eighteen-year-old daughter's ass was flooding my mind with dangerous thoughts I had never had before.

SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK.

"Ow! Daddy, stop! It hurts! This is so weird!"

"Are you ready to admit the truth, you lying brat?" I growled, spanking harder. "Fifty thousand dollars, Clary. My watch, and you just sold it like it was nothing."

I smacked her plump butt again. This time I could not help but grab a fistful and squeeze. A groan rumbled in my throat.

"Dad, why are you...."

My dick was now fully erect under her. I knew she felt it, but I did not care. A good way for her to pay for her sins finally occurred to me.

Today I was going to get every bit of my money's worth through my sexy daughter's body.

I abruptly ripped a giant hole in her shorts, exposing her tantalizing ass cheeks and her green panties.

Her ass cheeks were already turning pink, which only turned me on further. I brought my palm down once again. This time skin met skin. The sound echoed through the living room.

SMACK.

"Fuck," I muttered, grabbing her right ass cheek and massaging it like a stress ball. I could feel her tiny goosebumps on her skin. As I massaged her ass, I could not help but catch little glimpses of her pussy and butthole.

She started squirming violently, kicking her legs. "I'm sorry! I did it, okay?! I'm sorry I stole from you and lied."

"Not good enough." I kept spanking her mercilessly. There was nothing she could say anymore that would make me give up this situation. I had never seen my daughter in this light before, but now that I did, I was going to make good use of her petite little body.

I smiled, enjoying the sight of her ass cheeks bouncing and reddening under my hand. Soon tears started falling. Her voice cracked as she finally broke.

"Daddy! Please stop! I'm sorry! I needed money for clothes and stuff with my friends. I thought you had so many you wouldn't notice."

I watched her body shake on mine. Her ass was bright red and hot to the touch. I was starting to feel a little guilty even though I knew she deserved it. Then I remembered that she had always counted on the fact that I was weak to her tears to get away with things. In summary, I had spoiled her.

I finally stopped spanking and rested my hand on her burning flesh, squeezing possessively. She was still sniffling, trying to catch her breath.

"Good girl," I said coldly, drawing lazy circles on her butt. "I'm happy you admitted to what you did."

I slid my hand lower, between her thighs. My fingers pressed against her pussy, massaging her slowly through her panties. I was surprised to find out she was soaked.

"D-Daddy...? What are you doing?"

I ripped away her panties in one pull and rubbed her bare pussy lips. "I'm obviously teaching you that there are consequences for your actions...."

"Daddy... no... this is wrong," she whimpered, but her voice was shaky and she did not try to close her legs.

I pushed a finger inside her tight cunt, then two, pumping them slowly while my thumb found her clit. She moaned despite herself, her hips twitching.

"And you stealing from me is not?" I asked, amused. "You are lucky you are getting any pleasure at all."

After fingering her for a long minute, I pulled my hand away and pushed her off my lap onto her knees between my legs.

"Get on your knees properly."

She looked up at me with teary eyes, her blonde hair sticking to her flushed face. "Daddy... please. I'm your daughter. We should not..."

I unzipped my trousers and pulled out my thick, hard cock. It was already leaking precum.

"Suck it."

She shook her head, looking disgusted. "That is gross... I am not doing that."

I grabbed the back of her head firmly, tangling my fingers in her hair. "You stole fifty thousand dollars from me. You are going to pay it back starting right now. Open your fucking mouth."

When she still hesitated, I pressed the head of my cock against her lips and pushed forward. She opened reluctantly. The moment her warm, wet mouth wrapped around me, I released a loud moan.

"Fuuuck... that is it."

I held her head and slowly fucked her mouth, going deeper each time. She gagged and drooled, tears still running down her cheeks, but I did not let her pull back even as she struggled with my size. The feeling of her tongue sliding along the underside of my shaft was incredible. I took my time, savoring every second: the way her throat tightened when I pushed in too deep, the wet choking sounds, and the way her lips stretched around my thickness.

The fact that she was the girl I had raised multiplied the pleasure many times over.

I kept her there for a long time, face-fucking her slowly. Sometimes I pulled out to slap my wet cock against her cheeks before sliding back in. Her makeup was ruined. That was good for her. I had always found it weird when she applied makeup even though she planned to stay in the house the whole day.

"Good girl... use your tongue more. Yeah, just like that. Watch the teeth, my love."

After nearly fifteen minutes of her reluctant but increasingly skilled sucking, I finally pulled out, breathing hard.

"Stand up. Turn around and bend over the couch."

She stood on shaky legs. Her face looked like she wanted to implode with shame. Still, she obeyed and bent over, gripping the back of the couch. Her red petite behind was presented to me.

I stepped behind her, rubbed my cock up and down her soaked pussy, then thrust in hard.

"Ahhhh!" she cried out as I buried myself deep inside her, taking her virginity in one go. To be fair, I would have been gentler if I had known she was a virgin. With the number of boys she talked to, I had assumed she was not. In hindsight, the blowjob with teeth should have clued me in.

I bent to whisper in her ear, "I am sorry, darling. Daddy will be more careful with you."

With tears in her eyes, she nodded. I waited for her to get through the pain. My cock, on the other hand, was deep inside its own personal heaven.

"Okay, Daddy. You can start moving now."

"Thank you, sweetheart."

I grabbed her hips and started fucking her with long, slow strokes at first.

"Mmmh yes, Daddy. Right there. Harder!"

I obeyed my little spoiled princess like any good father, and soon enough I was jackhammering into her without restraint. The sound of my hips slapping against my daughter's sore ass filled the room, only trumped by her increasingly louder moans.

I reached around and rubbed her clit while I fucked her, making her moan even louder. I sincerely hoped our annoying neighbor did not hear anything.

"You feel that, Clary? This is what you owe me for taking care of you for eighteen good years."

"Yes, Daddy," she moaned, slamming her butt into my hips. "You deserve my pussy... for being such a good father."

My dick, slick with her juices, seemed to grow even harder. My daughter saying such dirty talk turned me into little more than a beast as I fucked her hard and deep with everything I had.

"Yes, Daddy! Fuck me! Fuck your teenage daughter's pussy!" She screamed at me. I groaned as I felt her pussy clench around me repeatedly as she came.

Ignoring her shaking legs, I pulled out my unsatisfied cock and pressed it against her tight asshole, then started pushing in.

"Daddy! Nooo!!" she begged.

"I am almost all the way in, darling," I consoled her as she groaned into the couch, repeatedly slamming her small fists into it.

"Endure it for Daddy. You are doing good, my princess. Daddy loves your dirty little ass."

Inch by inch, I stretched her tight hole open while she whimpered. Once I was fully buried, I stayed still for a moment, letting her adjust.

"With this, I forgive you."

Then I started fucking her warm, tight tunnel.

"Shit," I groaned. The feeling of my dick being strangled in her ass almost made me lose control, but I wanted to enjoy her for a while. Against all odds, I held back.

I noticed she was still struggling with the pain a bit, so I reached around again, fingering her pussy while I fucked her tight little puckered hole. Soon she was back to moaning and moving, which made me smile. She was still my daughter after all. I did not want her to feel only pain.

I fucked her ass for what seemed like an hour, savoring how hot and tight she was, the way her cheeks jiggled when they slammed into me, and her slutty little moans as she pushed back against me despite her earlier protests.

Finally, with a deep groan, I buried myself deep in her ass and came hard, pumping rope after rope of thick cum inside her.

I stayed inside her for a while after, breathing heavily, my hand gently rubbing her back.

"I am doubling your allowance," I said finally. "In return, I do not ever want to see you wear any clothes around the house. Got it?"

"Yes, sir." She answered weakly.

I smacked her ass. "Try again."

She looked up at me and smiled this time. "Yes, Daddy."