Heather stumbled off the couch and dropped to her knees before her father. “Daddy, I’m sorry. I am. I knew I shouldn’t do it, and I tried to stop myself, but I put so much effort into it, I just had to follow through. Lynn warned me not to do it, and tried to stop me, so don’t blame her. It was all me, and I’m sorry.” She pressed her face against his legs and started crying like a little girl. “I don’t know why I did it. I would never do it now, I swear. I love you, Daddy.”
“And I love you, Heather. More than almost anything in the world.”
“Please punish me Daddy. Punish me and put this behind us.”
Harold nodded to his daughter, who quickly stood up and removed the dress she’d worn for the evening, and dropped her panties as well. Janice beckoned Harold to her side, and when Heather climbed in their laps for her well deserved punishment, her chest and shoulders were in her mother’s lap, while her poor butt, still sore from the earlier treatment, was lying across her father’s knee.
Janice looked down at her daughter’s bottom, and reached out and stroked her. “Poor baby looks like she’s already been punished recently.”
“Very much so, just this afternoon. She was trying to play Jeff, Lynn’s father and I against each other. She had a video for him just like ours. Jeff and I thought it was time to teach both these little devil’s a thing or two. I’ll tell you all about it later.”
His hand came down like thunder across his daughter’s tender butt, and she screamed out. He walloped her for at least a dozen very hard swats, before he let up. She was crying hard, begging him to stop. Janice felt horrible, and wanted to tell him to stop, but she suspected he knew what he was doing.
Finally she had to speak up. “Don’t go too hard on her dear, please.”
Harold turned to Janice with a hard look on his face. “Are you going to interfere with how I punish my daughter? Again?”
“Never,” Janice answered quickly, taken aback by his angry tone, “It just breaks my heart, to see her hurt.”
“It hurts me as much,” he said, and she saw the tears in his eyes. “I should have done it years ago. I was such a coward, I should have stood up to you, and given her what she needed.” He had stopped, and he lifted his hand up and wipe his eyes. Then he leaned over and his hand crashed down on his daughter’s bright red ass cheeks, causing her to jump and scream out.
“Please, Daddy!”
Janice wanted to fight him. Pull her daughter away and protect her. Instead she held her little girl firmly. “I’m sorry I said anything. You’re right. Go ahead.”
Harold lifted his hand high, and Heather begged and squirmed, while Janice held her only child and whispered to her. His hand came down hard. They both cried out.
Then his hand was resting on her ass, caressing her bruised and swollen ass. He eased his hand between her legs and started patting her pussy, tapping away at her clit, rubbing her, and feeling her squirm beneath him.
Janice caught her breath and watched her husband distract his little girl from her blazing buns, and slowly climb her way to an incredible orgasm. When she cried out, with Harold’s fingers driving in and out of her, Janice reached down and caressed those poor abused cheeks.
Harold choked up a little, “Please, baby. Don’t ever try to break up this family again.”
Heather rolled over and climbed into her father’s lap, hugging him, then kissing him. “I’m sorry Daddy, I’m so sorry. I didn’t think about how bad it could be. I just wanted my way. Please, please forgive me.”
He kissed her back. “You know the rule. The punishment is passed, and the act is forgiven. Now thank your Mother, for all she does for you, and how much she’s tried to do for you all these years.”
Heather scooted over to her mother’s lap and hugged her tightly. “Thanks Mom, for everything. For trying to protect me just now. I’m sorry.” Janice was shocked when her baby girl leaned forward and kissed her firmly on the lips, even more so when her child’s tongue pushed past her lips and brushed against her teeth.”
Heather gingerly got up, hold her ass in her hands. “God, Dad, that was the worst ever. Please don’t ever do it that hard again. Jeez, I won’t be able to sit for days.”
Harold just shook his head. “That was the worst thing you ever did, little girl. I pray to God I never have to give you a beating like that again. It fucking broke my heart. I couldn’t stand it. Next time I’ll have your mother do it.”
Heather looked down and saw her father wasn’t hard. It was the first time she hadn’t left him hard. She knew she’d gone too far. She dropped back to her knees and reached for his pants, rubbing him, blatantly right in front of her mother.
Janice looked shocked, even knowing all that had been going on.
Heather spoke up, “I’m so, so sorry, Daddy. I don’t ever want to leave you soft after a spanking.” She took her bra off and climbed into her father’s lap, straddling him, kissing him desperately. “Tell me you still love me, Daddy,” she gasped, grinding her hips against his. She lifted her breasts to his face, something she’d never done, and guided her nipple to his mouth. “Please, tell me I didn’t ruin everything. Tell me you don’t hate me.” She was crying now, hugging her father’s face to her chest.
Janice reached over and caressed her daughter’s poor red cheeks.
“Please Daddy!”
Harold pulled her away by her shoulders. And smiled. “Don’t ever ask a man to say anything with your wonderful titties in his face. A nipple like yours is the best gag there is.” He leaned over and gave her tit a quick suckle.
“I love you, pumpkin. Nothing you can do will ever change that. I may be disappointed in you, or angry with you, or even tired of you. But I will always, always love you.”
His ornery daughter, chuckled and gave him another big kiss. “Will you take off your pants for me?” she asked softly, whispering in his ear.
Janice intervened. “I may not interfere with his punishing you, young woman. But now that I’m back home the only one getting your old-man’s rocks off will be yours truly, thank-you-very-much.”