TABOO TALES(erotica)

“Don’t even try it, you’re a hot little piece of ass and the boys are all over you.” He shrugged, “But like I said, I’m not mom, I know you’ll drink a little, smoke a little,” the smirk widened, “Fuck a lot, but I figure you’ll know the limits and stay a good girl.”

“I… Promise I will!” I said quietly, “Really dad and please don’t…”

“But that’s how I feel outside the house.” He cut me off. “But to do that here, to booze it up and get stoned under our roof? That’s bullshit Keri!”

“I don’t know what I was thinking,” I told him.

“You weren’t obviously. And we’ve told you before about not trying to hang with the popular kids. They’re not like you and all they are is bad news!”

“I know.”

“Now you do, but only because of this!” he snapped. “But back to this, Keri your mother is proud of you and she loves you and will do anything for you.”

“I…” I closed my eyes and could feel the tears trickling down my cheeks.

“And I will too.” he went on, “I took the shittiest shift the City has because it pays more so we can afford you to go to a good school.” He sighed, “We’ve been good to you and we deserve better than this shit!”

“I’m so sorry!” I exclaimed, the tears flowing heavier.

“Only because you were caught. Now, I’ll ask once, who were the two girls, because they’re asses could, and should, get arrested over this.”

I stared at him and swallowed hard. I should tell him. They left me tied up, humiliated and in a lot of trouble. Then again I was going to school with them next year. If I got them in trouble they would make school hell for me. Seeing me undecided, Dad rolled his eyes.

“Yeah, I figured, wouldn’t want to rat out the little bitches would you? Okay forget it. You take the fall alone.”

“What are you going to tell Mom?” I asked.

“Everything, like I should!” he told me. “Trust me she will be more disappointed than I am. I’ll tell you this right now. No phone, no face book, no going anywhere but work and back for the next month, maybe longer!”

“Yes sir.” I whispered, hoping that would be it.

“Oh, and that car? The one I was going to take you to look at today? Kiss that good bye!”

“No please!” I begged, “Please not that dad! I worked so hard in school and I’ve been good and…”

He laughed, “Yeah you look like a good girl laying here with your legs spread, reeking of booze. Good girl, more like a nasty little slut.”

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Dad looked at me and narrowing his eyes, sat back and seemed to be thinking. As I watched, his eyes again made their way up and down my body. When they had returned to the top they lingered on the shirt which barely covered my tits.

“You know Keri,” he began softly, “I think this is a lesson for you and might just leave it at you being embarrassed and scared shitless.” He put his hands out, “I mean we all do stupid things and we all do bad things we would like to keep secret no?”

“Yes.” I nodded, feeling a glimmer of hope rising within me.

“Hell I’ve had some very bad thoughts I’d never want your mother to know about.” He shrugged, “Having them now actually.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Anyway, I could forget this; I’d even still get the car for you. After all, one dumb thing shouldn’t hurt that much,” he gave me a strange smile, “And I’m sure you’d be a good girl for me from now on.”

“Of course I will!” I said excitedly.

“But,” he put his hand up, “Your mother wouldn’t let this go. You know damn well I always go easy on you, I’m a sucker for that pretty little face of yours, but Mom?” he laughed, “She’s the tough guy out of the two of us and she’s going to do everything I said I would and more.”

“Dad, please don’t tell her!” I sobbed out, starting to cry again. “She doesn’t have to know! You… you don’t have to tell her!”

“I don’t, but I should.” He nodded. “And she is not going to feel bad for you,” he gave me that smirk; “little skirts and long legs don’t do anything for her.”

I wasn’t sure what the hell that meant, but right now didn’t care. Letting my tears really start flowing, I started begging, “Please don’t tell her! I’m sorry dad!”

“Why shouldn’t I?” He asked, his blue eyes staring into mine. “Give me a good reason not to.”

“Because it was a mistake and I’m sorry!” I cried out, “I promise I’ll be good from now on!” I let out a desperate sob, “I’ll be a good girl Dad! I’ll do anything you want! Please just….”

“Say that again.”

“I… say what?” I asked confused.

“Tell me you’ll be a good girl and do what I want,” he grinned, “Except say daddy, I think I like it.”

“Okay,” I nodded, “I’ll be a good girl daddy! I’ll do anything you want!”

“Deal.” He nodded, “I won’t tell your mother.”

“Oh thank you!” I gave him a huge smile. “You’ll see, I’ll be good!”

“Oh, I know you will,” he whispered, “I’ll bet you’ll be damn good.”

“I will! Promise!”

“That’s right promise.” He said, still speaking quietly, “I promise not to tell your mother about this and you promise not to tell her what you did for me to forget it.”

“Okay.” I nodded, “I’ll do whatever favor you want.” I pulled against the bed, “Now can you cut me loose?”

“Nope.” He shook his head, smirking.

“What?” I asked.

“I told you there was a reason I left you like this Keri.” He pointed at me. “Remember? I said something you hadn’t thought of?”

“What… what is it?”

I started getting nervous. I didn’t like the look on his face or the way his eyes had started wandering again.

“You see what those girls did to you? It was just embarrassing because it was here in your house. They figure your mom finds you or worst case I do and you’re more humiliated.”

He leaned over and began whispering softly, “Now what if they did this at the dorm Keri? What if they leave you tied up with your legs spread and the person to walk in is one of their little frat boy buddies?”

“I…” I trailed off as he lowered his face so close to mine his lips were almost touching my ear.

“That happens a lot in those schools you know. They drug you and leave you like a prize for the frat boys. They tell them to go on in and do what they want. Next thing you know, little Keri’s getting fucked and maybe by more than one guy and then what?”

“They… they didn’t do that.” I said softly, he was really starting to scare me. “And I’m done with them and…”

“Yup,” Dad sat up and shook his head, “They come in there and they see this.”

Grabbing the shirt he threw it off of me.

“Dad!” I exclaimed, “What are you doing?”

Dad didn’t answer; instead he was looking down at my tits. I felt myself turning red in embarrassment as he stared down at me.

“Dad please! Don’t look at me I’m….”

I trailed off when Dad slowly licked his lips and placed his hand just under my right tit.

“Oh yeah,” he whispered, “They come in and they see this tight little body, laid out all nice and helpless.”

“D… dad you’re scaring me.” I whispered.

“They come over and they…” he sighed, “How can they resist? How can they look at these perfect little tits and not touch them?”

I cried out in surprise as Dad slid his hand up and across my tit. His large calloused hand completely covered it and he started sliding his palm across it. I gasped as I could feel my nipple getting hard from the contact.

“D… dad, stop!” I yelled at him, “I… I’m your daughter! Stop touching me!”

“That’s true you are,” he said softly, “Tell you what else you really are Keri, and that’s a hot little thing.” He licked his lips again and I whimpered as he lifted his hand and taking my nipple between his fingers, started to roll it between them.

“Please.” I said my lip trembling.

“See that’s our deal Keri, I don’t tell mom about any of this and later this afternoon we’re going to go pick you out a nice little car. But for that, you’re going to let me play with this,” he let out a low whistle, “Goddamn tight little body.” He looked back down the bed, “Christ, you’ve got some legs, I’ve been staring at them a lot lately.”

“No!” I gasped as he leaned over and started playing with my other nipple. “Stop it! You can’t do this!” Grasping at straws I blurted out. “What about Mom?”

“Mom doesn’t look like this.” He whispered and giving my tit a gentle squeeze added, “Damn they’re firm.” He slid his hand down from my tits to slide across my stomach, “So soft.” His hand strayed lower and I jerked myself against my bonds, straining to get loose and yelling, “Please don’t touch me! I… I don’t want too!”

“Yes you do.” He said smiling at me. “Well maybe not now, but you will when I start making you feel good.” He shrugged. “If not, whatever, it’s a favor for a favor.” He shrugged, “Or I can tell mom about your drinking and smoking.”

“You… you’re sick.” I whispered.

“No, just a guy who’s been teased by his hot little daughter.” He shook his head as his hand strayed back to my tits. “Those little shorts, the cheerleader outfit, damn you’re hot Keri.” He laughed, “You don’t know how many times I’ve fucked your mother thinking of you.”

“Sick.” I repeated and yelped as his fingers found my nipple again.

“Oh come on,” he said smiling at me. “You haven’t looked at me? I’ve seen you Keri, you and your friends, I’m a good looking guy, you know you’ve thought of it.”