Shirley James - Daddy_s darling

"My dear, you're still in no position to make any demands. Don't you realize that you're as helpless as can be? I still have one more little chore to perform," he said.

"You're… you're insane!" blurted Sue Carson, "I didn't realize it before, but you're totally insane! I can't believe what a maniac you turned out to be!"

"Only in private my dear. To the world at large, I'm considered a right regular fellow. If you told this story to anyone, I'm sure they would think you were the insane one," laughed Hamilton. Not when they see those pictures of you fucking your daughters, thought Sue, with an inward laugh. I'm going to get you back for every second of this.

Hamilton wasn't paying attention to a word of her cursing and grumbling. He was busy putting phase two of his plan into effect. Hamilton strode over to the doorway, and cupped his hands in front of his mouth: "Tricia, Daphne!" he called.

"Yes, Daddy?" came a voice from the head of the stairs.

"I want you all to come down here. I have something I want you to see," he said.

"What, Daddy?" asked Tricia, her voice faint and far away.

"Just come down here. You'll see in a moment." In a few minutes, the patter of small feet could be heard climbing down the stairs. Tricia poked her head in the door. She was wearing a pink nightgown, semi-transparent, that showed her youthful body off to full advantage. Her cunt hairs were clearly visible through the flimsy material. Daphne peeked in next. She was wearing nothing but a bra and panties. She also wore big fluffy slippers on her feet. They both stood at the doorway. "What do you want, Daddy? We were just going to bed!"

"Come in here. I want you to see what happens to a woman who acts in a filthy manner. You both probably thought I was going to fuck Miss Carson. You thought that was why I sent you two girls upstairs. Well, now you can both see how very wrong you both were. Behold Miss Sue Carson. She is now in the position that befits her the most!"

The two nearly nude teenagers crowded around the tub, almost pushing their father out of the way. Sue squealed and bucked her hips, ranting and raving at the top of her lungs. "You filthy bastard! I'll get you for this! Get those girls out of here!"

"Phew, Daddy, it stinks in here," said Tricia, holding her nose.

"What did you do to Miss Carson?"

"Miss Carson is enjoying the results of my hospitality. She butted her nose in where it didn't belong and now she's paying for it. Are we enjoying ourselves, Ms. Carson?" asked Hamilton, emphasizing the pronunciation of the prefix "Ms.". He knew that Sue was somewhat keen on the topic of Women's Liberation.

"Now girls, I'm going to show you what happens to wanton sluts, like his. Carson, here. I want to make sure that neither of my two gorgeous daughters turns out this way. Ms. Carson has been found guilty of lesbianism, fucking my brother, and poorly influencing the morals of two minors. Now watch what I'm going to do to her!"

As the two daughters watched, Hamilton picked up a wet towel from the floor, and he slowly wrapped it into a rat-tail. Sue Carson bellowed at the top of her lungs. She tore at the sash that bound her arm and leg, but it was tied too tightly for her useless scramblings to have any effects. Hamilton raised the towel above his head, took his distance, and viciously brought the dripping cloth down on Sue Carson's back.

"Ahhhh!" wailed Sue Carson. A red welt rose on her backside. She frantically rubbed her ass with her free hand, but Hamilton whacked her again, and again. Her rear was soon one big red mass of swollen flesh. Hamilton was practically drooling at the mouth. He had to use a monumental amount of self control to restrain himself from beating the girl insensible.

Finally, with beads of sweat dripping from his brow, he threw the filthy rag down on the floor. He knelt down, with his contorted face close to Sue's and hissed in her face: "There now. Let that be a lessen to you. I don't ever want to see you again. You're fired from your job, and I don't want you hanging around my house. I'm sick to my stomach at the way you corrupted my two daughters. Take your lesbian tendencies elsewhere."

Straightening up, he addressed Daphne and Tricia. "Now girls, I want you to untie Ms. Carson here. Take her into the kitchen, give her a cup of coffee, and throw her out. If I ever catch you near her again, I'll give both of you the same treatment."

"Yes, Daddy," rasped Tricia. She was shuddering in fright. She had never seen her father in such an agitated condition. She flung back her long hair, almost afraid to let her father have a look at her enormous breasts. She didn't want to be raped by him now, not while he was in such a state of sadistic arousal. "Take it easy, Sue. I'll untie you and get you out of here. I don't think we ought to disturb Daddy while he's feeling this way," she whispered.

"Please," moaned Sue, "hurry up!" In a minute, young Tricia Burns had disentangled Sue Carson from her ropes and stays. Sue stood up, and shook her sore fists at Hamilton.

"You dirty bastard. I'm going to fix your wagon. You just wait. I've got something on you that you won't be able to squirm out of!" she bellowed. "I'm going to ruin you, Hamilton Burns!" bellowed Sue.

"I hope you don't intend blackmail," said a calm voice from behind her. Sue Carson wheeled around, and gaped in shock. Uncle Paul was standing behind her, with a sheet of Polaroid pictures in his hand. He handed one to Sue. There she was, plain as day, sucking on Hamilton's cock.

Now Sue's eyes were wide with disbelief, horror, and every kind of confused emotion that was known to human beings. She had been betrayed by everyone! How stupid she had been to think that Uncle Paul would betray his own brother! Paul had plenty of pictures of her, in a most compromising situation. If she attempted to blackmail Hamilton, then Paul would do likewise to her. Tears of rage began to pour out of her eyes. "You tricked me, you all tricked me. You're all no good. I hate you all!" she wailed. She tore at her hair in frustration. Hamilton was pleased. He always had wanted to put that haughty cunt in her place.

Daphne and Tricia were astonished. They liked Sue Carson, alright, they even felt sorry for her, but they couldn't stand someone who would stoop to blackmailing their own father. Hamilton looked at Paul, and Paul nodded to him, with a big grin on his face. "Don't worry, Hamilton. Ill explain everything later. Everything is under control."

"So I see," said Hamilton, wiping his brow. Good old Paul. So he hadn't turned out to be such a prick after all. While Sue fumed, Paul told the girls what had been going on. Daphne glared at Sue, and Tricia slapped her across the face.

"Bitch! How dare you come in here, and fuck around with my father!"

"Let's toss her out, Trish," added Daphne. They allowed Sue Carson to hastily pull on a few garments. She looked totally disheveled, and tears were spilling from her eyes. Her hair was hanging in a stringy mass all over her face, and her body was beet red from the hot water shower. The worst part was her sore and swollen ass. She could barely stand up. The mete touch of her clothing made her rear swell and burn. Her humiliation was total. Hamilton had made a fool of her. Now she was out of a job, in a state of shock, and utterly debased. She didn't even protest when Tricia and Daphne took her by the arms and escorted her out of the house. "Good-bye, Sue Carson," they said in unison. Sue Carson looked at them with an incredulous expression on her face. "But girls," she protested. To her horror, she felt Tricia's angry foot on her rear, kicking her out of the house. Sue held her scalding bottom, gave a loud shriek, and ran to her car, burning with shame. Her humiliation was complete.

When they had slammed the door, the two sisters looked at each other. They had big grins on their faces. "I guess that puts things back to normal," said Tricia. Her face was relaxed and beaming. She felt like a mature, adult woman!