Chapter 5: Punished and Filmed
Getting home late, I made sure to turn off all the lights around the house. I wanted to make sure I snuck back into my room undetected. As I open my bedroom door, a feeling of dread settled over me before I even hit the light switch. The light slowly flickers on, and I jump when I see him.
"Shit! What are you doing in my room!" I blurted, my hand flying to my chest. Where my visible cleavage is rising and falling. When I remembered what I was wearing, I immediately stopped breathing to avoid drawing attention.
He noticed anyway. Lifting himself from my bed, he towers over me with intimidation.
Giving me two thorough glance overs, his eyes heated with anger and something undetectable.
"You're going to ask me that? In MY house? Where in the hell have YOU been all night, dressed like such a whore?"
Each shouted word was punctuated with a step towards me, causing me to back into the door by instinct.
After the initial anger of his comment, I felt nervous. He was right in front of me now, towering over me at 6 foot 4. I wasn't dainty by any means, with ample cleavage and a fat ass, I always drew male attention. I am tall and curvy, but his overall stature and maleness made me feel almost delicate. And easily overpowered.
"I am a grown woman and have been for years, I can wear what I want and go out when I want. If you can't stand it, I'll move out!" I argued with him.
I don't care who's dad he is, I do what I want.
His dark eyes glowed into something almost animalistic as he reached for me. I hit the door trying to get back, but he grabbed me by the arms and pushed my face into the bedroom door.
He pulled my skirt down, along with my panties. "You will learn to respect me under my roof, and you'll learn tonight. Now be a good slut while daddy delivers his punishment."