cont....
not wanting to look at him.......she backed away a few steps her eyes cast downwards, she could feel him looking at her, she felt he was smirking, that he could read all her dirty thoughts, and she again wanted to run with the shame she felt....
he stood up, "come with me"
she followed him sheep she said to herself wheres your chat room spunk now?
she was annoyed with herself, he was winning they went to the lounge and he switched the tv on,,,he sat on the sofa and indicated she should sit at his feet, there was a lamp on in the corner that shed the only light apart from the flicker of the tv,,,,
he asked her if she wanted a drink
her mouth was so dry,
mostly from the excitement that had began to seep through her during the spanking,
"yes, Please" she said
"pardon?"
"yes please Daddy"
he nodded and got up and went to the kitchen, she could hear him open a cupboard, the fridge, heard him pour and heard him turn the light off and walk back to her,,,,she darent turn round, darent look at him, she looked at the tv screen barely registering what was on the screen,,,,,,
he placed the plastic cup on the table beside her, and walked away again,
she wondered what he was doing this time.........
she drank
she heard water running,
and a few minutes later it stopped and he came back and sat down,
she could smell bath salts/bubbles/something!
she kept looking at the screen, not a clue what she was looking at but it was a good cover for the emotions raging through her he stroked her hair,
she shivered
didnt know why,
fear?
anticipation?