A Firm Hand

Molly hated the way her body felt when Daddy came inside of her. She despised the force that she came while he fucked her without a care. She wished she could erase the pulsing of her cunt muscles that pleased Daddy obediently.

:Go take a shower and get clean. Then get ready for bed."


Molly booked upstairs and into her room grabbing her pajamas then slipped into the bathroom, slamming the door behind herself. She locked the door and turned on the water. She took a hygiene douche to clean out her abused cunt. Twenty minutes later she unlocked the bathroom door and rushed to her bed climbing under the sheets and praying she could forget what Daddy had done to her.
 
Once Molly had disappeared upstairs, Joseph dressed himself and went to his study. He spent the next two hours drinking himself into a stupor and eventually passed out in the leather chair behind his desk. He woke several hours later and stumbled to his bedroom, and straight into the master bathroom. Without taking his clothes off first, Joseph climbed into the shower and turned the water on. Once the cold water had awakened him sufficiently, he stripped his now wet clothes off and cleaned himself.

When he was done, Joseph stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. He wandered around his bedroom for several minutes, noticing that it was nearly four in the morning. Finally, still wearing only the towel, Joseph wandered down the hallway and into his daughter's room.

Molly, dressed in pajamas that consisted of matching pants and shirt and fit her loosely, was asleep on the bed. She was on her stomach, her face turned toward her father, who stood over her watching her sleep. He knew she was exhausted. He knew that what he had put her through had been hard on her. Flashes of the night came back to him as he watched her. Her butt wiggling in her blue jeans as she played games at the restaurant...her pussy rubbing against the bulge in his pants as he bent her over his lap in the car...her eyes glancing nervously up at him as he had forced her to take his cock into her mouth...the bounce of her small perky breasts as he released his hold on her swollen nipple...the look on her face as he came inside her...

Finally he circled around to the other side of the bed and carefully laid down next to her, one arm moving to embrace her and gently pull her against his bare chest as he pressed his hips against her backside, spooning her, his partially aroused manhood sticking out from beneath the towel to firmly press against her buttocks.

He could have taken her there and then, could have wakened her and demanded that she do as he commanded, but he would let her sleep. Let her regain her strength. He could wait for the morning to satisfy himself. In the morning, he thought as he drifted off to sleep.
 
Molly slightly woke when the arm touched her body but she was still weary from earlier and drifted back to sleep.

Molly woke a second time at 6;30. This time she chose to finish her homework assignment of the breakfast omelet.

Before going downstairs Molly had gotten dressed in a sweatsuit. She had checked herself several times before going downstairs. Molly hoped Daddy was in a better mood when he got up which would be after seven.

Molly took her paper and wrote down what the breakfast consisted of. Toast, western with cheese omelet, hash browns, coffee, and juice

Molly had the table ready at seven o two. Now she waited for him to come and eat so she could finish the last part of her homework
 
OOC: thanks CutiePie963

When Joseph woke he was disappointed to find that he was alone in his daughter's bed, with no sign of Molly. Discarding the towel that had been wrapped around his waist, he walked down the hallway to his own room, unconcerned with his nudity. After a short trip tot he bathroom to relieve himself and to brush his teen, Joseph dressed in blue jeans and a light gray shirt and a black and gray vest.

Once he was dressed, Joseph made his way downstairs. He heard sounds coming from the kitchen and stepped into the large, brightly lit room. Molly was at the sink, her back to him, wearing a pastel sweat suit. As he made his way across the room, Joseph noticed the freshly prepared food sitting on the small table.

Stepping up behind the eighteen year old, he pressed his body against hers, pinning her lightly against the edge of the counter, much as he had pinned her against the wall the night before as he had entered her for the first time. Smiling he reached around her body, his hand rubbing against one breast as he lifted it up to take the fork that she was holding in her hand.

"Good morning," Joseph said, his lips just an inch from Molly's ear. "The breakfast you made looks good."

After a long moment, Joseph finally stepped back, releasing his daughter and moving over to sit down at the table, fork in hand.

"Did you sleep well?" he asked as he began to eat.
 
Molly brought her plate to the table along with her assignment paper and a pen

She sat it down on the table before taking a seat.

"Did you sleep well?"

Molly felt her body go rigid and wondered if she should reprimand him for what happened or just keep her mouth shut about what happened. "I guess so."

Still she was afraid of setting him off into another rage like yesterday
 
"So this is for your school assignment, right?" Joseph asked as his daughter joined him at the table. He could tell that she was nervous, but that was to be expected after the treatment she had received the night before. He also knew despite the fact that the eighteen year old had orgasmed multiple times during the experience, she was likely feeling guilty or ashamed because of it.

"Its good," he said, referring to the omelet she had made. He continued eating without much comment, careful to keep the tone of his voice soft and casual and not to make any sudden movements.

"Do you have any plans for today?" he finally asked as he finished the breakfast and pushed the plate toward the center of the small table, signifying that he was done.
 
"So this is for your school assignment, right?"

"Yes Sir." Molly replied as calmly as she could.. Molly was making sure she didnt do anything to set off another punishment and that he didn't drink too much.

"Its good,"

"Thanks Daddy." Molly was glad he liked the breakfast.

"Do you have any plans for today?"

Molly got nervous again. "I thought about going by the library for a book to do some extra credit book reports."

Molly gathered the plates and left the paper at the table

Page Two asks the final questions
What did your child serve for breakfast?
A. Eggs 1. What kind? 2. Were they cooked thoroughly?
3 Did they need more seasoning?
B. Meat 1. Which meat was served? 2. Was it cooked thoroughly? 3. Was it hot or warm? 4. How many pieces were serbed.
C. Potatoes 1 What kind? 2 Where they seasoned? 3 Did they taste greasy? 4 Were they safisfactory?
D. Drink 1 Hot or cold? 2 was there a choice of drinks? 3. What did you drink?
E. Bread 1 toast or something else? 2. How was your bread? 3.
Was it burnt ?

How appealing did your meal look?
Did you finish the meal?
What did you like best?
What.did you dislike?
Would you like this meal served in the future and why?

Thank you for participating in your child's Home EC assignment
Helen Partington Home EC teacher
 
"I'll drive you to the library after breakfast," Joseph agreed as he continued to eat. He was happy to hear that Molly was interested in earning some extra credit. Perhaps his new punishments were starting to have the desired effect, he thought.

When he was done eating, Joseph filled out the feedback form that his daughter had slid across the table. He gave her high marks for the most part, though he did include some constructive criticism as well.

Once he had completed the form, Joseph stood and handed the paper to Molly, "We'll leave for the library in fifteen minutes. I think it's going to be pretty warm today, you should probably change into something else." As he spoke he eyed her track suit up and down.

"Come up to your room, and I'll help you pick something out," Joseph said, his voice flat and stern. Clearly he wasn't asking.
 
"I'll drive you to the library after breakfast,"

Molly smiled and said "The library opens at ten."

"We'll leave for the library in fifteen minutes. I think it's going to be pretty warm today, you should probably change into something else."

Molly straighten her back and took a deep breath.

"Come up to your room, and I'll help you pick something out,"

Molly could only hope that things wouldn't cause another frenzy in her Dad that leads to him hurting her. A couple books to read for reports and another about sex and the consequences of it

Molly went upstairs to her room and notices she got a response from her English teacher on acceptable books for suggested reading for extra credit.

She quickly opened the email and printed off the page of suggested titles. One of them popped out and flashed in her mind. What to expect when you're expecting.
 
As Molly headed into her bedroom, Joseph popped into his study to grab his phone and wallet, then walked back down the hall and joined his daughter. Sitting at her desk printing some paperwork off, she was still dressed in the track suit. Joseph waited patiently for her to finish what she was doing.

When Molly finally stood up, he took her by the elbow and pulled her closer to him. "Take these clothes off and let's find something for you to wear," he growled as he unzipped the front of her jacket and then peeled it off of her, turning her in a circle.

"Come on, Molly, take the rest off," he ordered her as he looked her up and down. His message delivered, he released her arm and turned away from her for a minute. He picked up the papers she had printed off and glanced at them.

"What the fuck do you need this book for?" he asked in a rage as he shook the paper at her, the paper that had pregnancy book listed on it. "Don't tell me you've managed to get knocked up by one of your pencil dicked boyfriends!"
 
Molly saw her Dad enter her bedroom and she quickly explained. "I'm printing off the extra credit book suggested. I thought I would pick two to five of them. And I can fill out the report points I want to make in the report."

"Take these clothes off and let's find something for you to wear,"

Molly had shoved her pants off and her shoes. She felt her Dadgetting rougher as the sticky zipper was acting up.

"Come on, Molly, take the rest off,"

Molly took off the jacket and undershirt. Leaving her in the briefs and matching bra.

Molly saw her Dad read over the list of thirty choices. Molly asks calmly "Would jeans and a blouse be better?"

"What the fuck do you need this book for?"

Molly turned to face her Father. "Which book are you talking about?"

"Don't tell me you've managed to get knocked up by one of your pencil dicked boyfriends!"

Molly knew he was mad now and became scared of another round of abusive sex. "I dont have a boyfriend."

Molly took a step back fearful of what might happen next. "Honest Daddy I haven't been sneaking around with a boy. I dont have time for one.. I want to be sure I graduate this year."

Molly was not going to tell.him that she was afraid he would knock her up if he hasn't already.
 
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"You lying little cumslut," he responded. "Is that why you wanted to go to the library, were you going to meet some boy so you could fuck him. What's his name? Were you going to meet someone or were you just going to fuck the first man you found there?" As Joseph spoke, his voice became louder and he slowly moved closer to where his daughter stood.

"Don't bother denying it," he spat as he reached out and grabbed the back of Molly's hair, yanking her head back and staring down into her eyes. "I'm not buying the oh-so-innocent act, Molly. I know what you are...the way you seduced me last night, the way you teased me until I didn't have a choice..."

"I guess you are a slow learner," he growled before turning her around to face the bed. He released his grip on her hair and slid his hand around to the front of her throat, squeezing slightly. "You know, if you're worried about getting pregnant, I can always show you a way you can avoid that."

Joseph released his hand from his daughter's throat before pushing her down onto her stomach on the bed. He quickly climbed on top of her, sitting on the backs of her thighs, pinning her down as his hands moved to the waistband of her briefs. Savagely he ripped the briefs apart, exposing her bare ass and leaving the underwear in tatters.
 
"You lying little cumslut,"

Molly became afraid now. "No I'm not!"

"Is that why you wanted to go to the library, were you going to meet some boy so you could fuck him. What's his name? Were you going to meet someone or were you just going to fuck the first man you found there?"

Molly couldn't believe he was getting mad about a book title. "I'm just trying to get extra credit done so I can graduate.. I wasn't going to meet anybody. But if you're so worried then come with me."

Molly was standing still as he approached . This was when she thought about accusing him of impregnating her

"Don't bother denying it,"

Molly fell back and landed on the floor between his legs. Instantly she began to cry thinking he's gonna rape me again
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"I'm not buying the oh-so-innocent act, Molly. I know what you are...the way you seduced me last night, the way you teased me until I didn't have a choice..."

"Seduced? I did mo such thing." Molly retorted.

"I guess you are a slow learner,"

Molly's blood went cold as her Father altered his grip.

"You know, if you're worried about getting pregnant, I can always show you a way you can avoid that."

" What by doing it yourself?" Molly rasped as his hold made it hard to scream at him for being impossible.

Molly found herself back in her bed and in this position he could attack either hole. Now he just proved that he was insane and she was sure he would indeed make her pregnant and so she would never leave. She just knew that was his plan.
 
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