Trained as a Replacement (closed for Hannah18)

[Hannah18]

Hannah whimpers as he grabs a hold of her and begins to drag her away, her eyes cast down on thr ground, she hated him being dissapointed in her. "Daddy I tried honest I did, but I couldn't do it" she saays as she leans in against him, crying harder as he bends her over the table.

"Daddy.. " she says as she tries to stay still.. she screams out as the spatula lands on her ass hard once and then again as she cries harder. "Please I will be good.. if you just stop.." she felt like her skin was on fire as she sobs softly to herself.

"Just stop" she says as she squirms from side to side, kicking her legs wildly as she tries to get him to stop.

 

[Imaginegt]

Paul's hand swings a few more times, striking Hannah's bare ass firmly as she squirms and yelps for him to stop. He finally decides she's had enough, her ass is covered in red marks and little indentations from the circles on the spatula. He smiles a sadistic smile as he releases his hold on his daughter and lets her go.

"I hope you've finally learned your lesson today Hannah. Now you are to remove that bra and finish cleaning up the rest of this kitchen in the nude until I am happy with the job you've done. Then you may go soak your red ass in the tub for a little bit before reporting back to me ready and willing to do what you're told. Understand?"

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah just squirms harder as he continues to bring the spatula down on her ass over and over again, causing her to cry out in pain as she closes her eyes tightly "Daddy your hurting me" she says as she begins to sob harder.

Finally he stops and she feels herself calming down as she stays laid there for just a little longer.

"Yes Daddy" she says obediantly as she stands up taking her bra and panties off, kicking them off to the side, not daring to object to him, she straightens up running into the kitchen her hands rubbing her ass hard as she tries to sooth the sting out of her sore skin, wiping the water up with a towel and then putting it into the washing machine...

Hannah turns back to him as she walks closer and wraps her arms around his waist, hugging him tightly,.. needing comfort.

 

[Imaginegt]

Paul stands aside as Hannah does as she is told, kicking off the remainder of her clothing and cleaning up the kitchen to his satisfaction. He then receives something he never thought he'd get again, at least not at this point, he feels her little arms wrapping around his waist in an embrace.

Paul places his hands on the bare back of his little girl and presses her body against his own, her firm little breasts press against his stomach as he holds her there, comforting her. "I know we've had our bumps this morning Hannah, and I don't pretend to think there won't be more along the way, but you must never forget, your daddy will always love you no matter what."

Paul places a soft kiss on top of her head as she stays wrapped around his waist. "Now go upstairs and get cleaned up, you've got a lot more left to do today." he instructs her in a much more soft and loving tone, yet still trying to be firm.

 

[Hannah18]

"Just be nicer to me please " she whispers, Hannah knew that she was being pathetic that she sounded pathetic, but she didn't care. "I love you daddy" she whispers as she stands up on her tiptoes, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek.


Before running upstairs and starting the bath, with lots of scented and relaxing oils. Hannah stands infront of the sink swigging mouthwash straight from the bottle getting the taste out, swirling it around her mouth before she steps inside of the warm water and lays back, ignoring the way her ass stung as it pressed against the bottom of the bath. She glances up at the open door, she wasn't sure why she left it open, but Hannah reasoned that he was her daddy, it didn't matter if he saw her naked.

She lays there for what seems like orever only moving to add more hot water into the bath as she just relax's.

 

[Imaginegt]

Paul's heart melted as Hannah kissed his cheek and confessed her love for him, even after all they had been through that morning. He smiled as he watched her red ass bounce up the stairs towards her bath. He walked into the living room and sat down in his chair as he heard the water turn on over head. He flipped through the channels, trying to find something to watch but failed miserably. Occasionally he could hear the water turn on for a moment and then back off.

Finally frustrated with the lack of any quality programming on the television he turned the set off and headed up towards the bathroom to see what was taking Hannah so long. Paul was surprised to see the bathroom door sitting wide open at the end of the hall, Hannah had always closed the door when showering or bathing. Paul quietly tiptoed up to the door and peered in, seeing his naked daughter lying there in the tub, her eyes closed, her perfect skin covered in water. Paul felt his cock twinge as he looked at Hannah.

It had been so long since he had felt the touch of a woman, and here Hannah was being very brazen about leaving the door to her bathroom wide open, giving him the opportunity to do anything he wanted. Paul decided to not hide in the shadows any more, after all Hannah would have to be comfortable with being naked around him for the rest of the day. He stepped inside the bathroom and cleared his throat to announce his presence. "Hannah, I think it's time you got out."

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah's eyes close as she lays back in the water and allows the water to rush over her head, before emerging from the water just in time to hear him clear his throat.

Her first reaction is to cover up her body, but once again she has to remind herself that he has already seen her naked so many times and he is her daddy after all. Hannah looks up at him and smiles sweetly, managing to keep her hands by her side as she shakes her head, "No I want to stay in the bath.. sit daddy" she half asks half commands,

"Will you wash my hair like you used to" she asks, wanting to be taken care of.. like when she was a little girl.

 

[Imaginegt]

Paul smiles down at Hannah as she asks him to wash her hair like he use to. Always made him smile when he thought of his little girl when she was younger. He bends down and reaches under the sink and pulls out an old plastic pitcher they kept there. "Of course I'll wash your hair, but don't be surprised when I ask for the same favor in return in the future." he says to her with a teasing chuckle, but was he really teasing? he thought to himself. The thought of being naked in front of his own daughter was quite exhilarating, no mater how wrong.

Paul sat on the toilet next to the tub and dipped the pitcher in the warm bath water. He slowly poured the water down over Hannah's head and fully soaked her long brown hair. Hair just like her mothers, Paul thought to himself. He grabbed some shampoo and lathered her hair softly, gently, lovingly; taking the time to massage it in fully before tilting her head back and rinsing her once more. She seemed so comfortable sitting there naked in front of him, he wondered what must have been going on in her mind at that moment as he poured one last pitcher of water over her head to fully rinse the shampoo from her hair.

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah was a little surprised when he said that he would wash her hair, she was half expecting him to tell her that would be innapropriate or that it was a stupid idea. Still she was pleased, sitting cross legged in the bath for him, she moans softly as she feels his fingers working themself into her hair, they felt so good.

She tilts her head backwards allowing him to pour the water over her head, it actually felt strangely soothing to let him do the little things for her. She was starting the enjoy it.

Hannah thinks about returning the favour.. it actually kind of aroused her.. to see her daddy naked, but she quickly pulls herself away from those thoughts..

"Only if your dressed" she says with a smile as she looks up at him, pouting when he stops.

"Will you pass me a towel?"

 

[Imaginegt]

"And how exactly do you propose I take a shower while fully dressed?" Paul asks her teasingly as he stands up and picks up a towel off the rack to hand it to Hannah. He steps back as Hannah drys herself off and was going to wait for her to finish, but the realizes how inappropriate it must look for him to be standing there watching his teenage daughter dry off from a bath. He quickly turns his head towards the hall.

"I want you to come downstairs to the living room after you're dry and we'll discuss the remainder of your punishment for the day." he tells her over his shoulder before walking down the hall and down the steps towards the living room. Paul sits back down on the couch and waits for Hannah to come back down, adjusting his erection quickly before she arrives.

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah giggles softly.. she supposed that he did have a point... he couldn't shower fully clothed. Hannah just brushes it off though as he holds a towel out, trying not to be embarrassed by her nudity, she stand up grabbing the towel from him, wrapping it around herself as she steps out of the bath. Hannah proceeds to turn away from him, popping one leg up on the side of the bath, bending down and using the towel to try off her leg, then repeating tohe process with the other one.

She hears his walking away from her pouting to herself at the thought of even more punishment... I'll be down soon daddy" she calls out as she towel drys her body and her hair, spritzing some perfume on, she was unsure whether she was allowed to put any clothes on so she reaches out and grabs her short silk robe and fastens it around her body tightly.. walking downstairs.. looking for him,

"I think that I've learnt my lesson" she whispers softly.

 

[Imaginegt]

Paul hears Hannah coming down the stairs and turns his head to see her. His heart sinks a little bit when he sees that she's put on the robe. He's not really upset with her, just frustrated that she hasn't learned her lesson completely yet. "Judging by the fact that you've chosen to put that robe on, I don't think you've FULLY learned your lesson yet. After your morning actions you lost all your clothing privileges remember Hannah?" he asks her in a very stern manner.

"And further more we'll see just how well you've learned your lesson by how you respond to my requests the rest of the afternoon and evening. Now I want you to take that robe off and come straighten up this room, folding any blankets, throwing away any trash you see, and vacuuming the room completely while I sit here and ensure you're doing your job well."

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah see's what looks like dissapointment on his face "I wasn't sure if I was allowed something to wear so I put this on so that I could ask you" Hannah says with a small smile on her face as she listens to her daddy.

"Okay" she adds as she undoes her rob and shrugs it off folding it up and placing it on the coffee table, so that she could take it up when she went upstairs. Hannah begins to rush around the room, folding up blankets, there wasn't much rubbish but the empty bottles and read papers were enough. Hannah takes them into the kitchen and throws it away, grabbing the vacuum and bringing it back in. She see's her daddy still sat there and glares at him in annoyance as she vacuums around him.

 

[Imaginegt]

Paul simply sits as his naked daughter rushes around the room, picking up things, folding blankets and fluffing pillows. He can see the look of disdain on her face as she starts up the vacuum to finish cleaning up the floor. He knows that he's getting to her and on her nerves, but to her credit she keeps her mouth shut.

As she vacuums, he can't help but notice how with every thrust of the vacuum forward, her petite, perky breasts jiggle slightly and as she turns her tight teenage ass wiggles with ever step. It had been so long since Paul had felt the touch of a real woman. He was usually relegated to porn on the television or on his laptop and while it kept his sexual drive in check, it was nothing compared to how a woman's touch felt. He continued studying his daughter's naked figure up until she switched off the vacuum and began putting it away.

"Very good Hannah, now would you like to make us some lunch? or are you not hungry and just want to make me something to eat?"

 

[Hannah18]

It doesn't take Hannah very long to clean up, soon every speck of dust and every crumb is up off of the ground. As soon as she is finished and winding the wire back up he is giving more orders out.

"Sure because I live to make you Lunch" she mutters sarcastically.. as she grabs the vacuum and storms into the kitchen, putting it back into the cupboard.

Hannah sighs as she looks around, she really didn't want to do anything except to climb back into bed and go to sleep. "What do you want?" she calls out angrily.

 

[Imaginegt]

Paul can hear the sarcasm in her tone as she mutters her reply before walking away, he feels the good will she had shown him in the bathtub melting away and Hannah quickly returning to her old ways. Paul knew he would have to nip this in the bud before she completely reverted back.

"I want you to make me a sandwich, and drop the attitude right now Hannah!" he tells her as he rounds the corner of the kitchen and faces her, looking her right in the eye and making sure she see the sense of anger written across his face. "You've made some progress this morning, let's not revert back to the old ways or we'll have to break out the spatula once again and tenderize that ass once more." he tells her, glancing down at her right cheek and seeing it was still slightly pink from the spanking earlier.

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah feels her fathers presence in the room and she has a strange feeling that she he was not happy with her. At least a sandwhich meant that she didn't have to do much cooking.. Hannah spins around to face him, a little bit of fear in her eyes as he speaks.

She couldn't even think about having the spatula on her ass once again. She whimpers just at the memory. "NO! I mean you don't need to do that I will drop the attitude" Hannah says sweetly. As she grabs two plates and some bread.

Walking to the fridge she pulls out some turkey, cheese and lettuce, walking back to the plates and begining to make it, she cuts the sandwhiches into half and begins to eat hers, not giving him the satifaction of her handing him it.

 

[Imaginegt]

"Good, let's keep it that way Hannah." Paul tells his daughter firmly and assertively as she quickly begins hurrying around the kitchen to make their lunch. Paul walks over to the kitchen table and sits down to await his lunch. He places the spatula down next to him on the table as a reminder to Hannah of what possibly awaited her if she mouthed off again.

Paul waits patiently as Hannah makes their lunch, she sometimes had made lunch for him in the past so she knew what he enjoyed on his sandwich without him having to tell her. "So tell me Hannah, did you have any plans for this weekend that I should know about? I assume you won't be heading out anywhere after last night correct?"

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah pauses mid bite of her sandwhich when he asks her if she is going out this weekend.. though it was clear that he was only expecting one answer from her.

She chews quickly and then swallows so that she can answer. "Of course I am going out this weekend." she refrains adding 'so I can get away from you' but she was definatly thinking about it.. "I told you daddy it's Sarah's birthday on satuday and she's having a pool party" Hannah says without turning to look at him "and then I'm going to another party on Sunday night" she says confidently.. more confidently than she actually felt.

 

[Imaginegt]

Paul raises his eyebrows at her response. "Two parties? After what you experienced last night and then this morning? I don't know if you've earned the trust back from me to be able to go to two parties this weekend Hannah." he states to her plainly and honestly.

Paul takes a bite of his sandwich and chews it slowly, studying Hannah as he thinks, wondering what really was going on in her mind. "So will there be guys and alcohol at these parties? Who all is going to be there exactly. I need details before I decide if you can go or not." he was going to test her to see how she responded, her ability to go hinged upon her honesty.

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah grips the side tightly in her hands, annoyance clear from her posture as she glares down at her sandwhich.. since when did he ask her those type of questions.

"Yes there will be boys and yes there will be alcohol" she says with a small shrug.. "but what I do is none of your buisness I'm an adult now.." she tries to keep her voice light and even instead of angry or agressive.

"You know what i'm sick of this shit" she yells as she throws the plate with haf of the sandwhich into the sink hearing it smash as she storms out of the room, not quite sure where she was going.

 

[Imaginegt]

Paul shakes his head at his daughter's responses and how casually she begins to start bringing the attitude back towards him. Then when she storms off and breaks a plate, that pushes Paul back over the edge. He stands up quickly and chases after her, catching up with her before she reaches the stairs.

"I thought you had learned a little something missy, apparently I was completely wrong. You will not be going any where this weekend, there will be no parties, there will be no boys, there will be no drinking. You are spending the weekend here with me learning how to show respect and how to honor your father!" he screams at her as he picks her up and carries her up the stairs and into his bed room.

Paul tosses her naked body onto the bed and stares her down, fire behind his eyes as he fumes. "Now are you going to assume the proper position or are you going to make me make you assume it?"

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah screams loudly as he catches a hold of her.. She wanted to run to kick and scream but instead she is forced to stand there and endure the sound of her father yelling at her.

She moves her head to the sound "get off of me' she screams her foot connecting with his shin as he dumps her on the bed.. A small smile of satisfaction crossing her faze as she glares yup at him in the rare mix of fear and defiance.. Refusing to submit to his wishes..

"What position.. I don't know what your talking about" she tells him as she scrambles back on the bed away from his reach.

 

[Imaginegt]

"I fucking told you what would happen if you mouth off again to me, yet you feel the need to do it anyways just because I ask a few questions about your plans. Well those plans are shot to hell now aren't they?" he fumes. Paul steps towards the night stand that is sitting next to the bed. For some reason after his wife had died he never really clean it out so some of their master/slave items and he quickly found exactly what he was looking for, a pair of handcuffs.

"Either you get up on your knees and accept your spanking for disrupting lunch and breaking the plate, or I'm going to cuff your moody ass to the bed for the remainder of the day!"

 

[Hannah18]

"No I'm going and you can't stop me" Hannah says as she jumps up off of the bed on the oppisite side of him, glaring back at him with her hands on her hips shaking her head slowly, annoyance clear on her face.

She glances at the handcuff thinking about why he had them.. a thought occuring to her that it was something to do with his sex life, but quickly brushing that away... eww she didn't want to think about that.

"In fact I'm leaving this house2 she says as she makes a run towards the door.