itty bitty titties
Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2024 8:19 pm
This is sort of a rough draft/idea. I am not sure that I want to continue with this story, or write it in third person narrative like this. I may want to tell it from one of the character's POV.
It's based loosely on a youtube video I just watched.
https://youtu.be/CagX7MOLERI?si=KcgdR6Mqj_Ml70a2
(no nudity, but obviously PG-13+)
Taylor's dad stood with his arms crossed, looking at his daughter, Taylor, with a stern expression. She just walked in with her shopping bag. The caption on the bag read "Talk Nerdy to Me". She was wearing a comfortable blouse and tight stretchy pants, like most girls her age did.
“Forty minutes late, and you didn’t even give me a call,” he began, his voice steady but frustrated.
Taylor shifted uncomfortably. “I called your phone three times,” she responded, trying to defend herself.
“That does not prevent you from calling me,” he retorted sharply. “We paid for that phone. I got you a charger for the car, a charger for the house, everything you needed. You wanted unlimited mileage, minutes—everything for that phone. The whole purpose was for me to be able to reach you!”
Taylor smiled nervously, but her father’s face hardened. “You better lose that smile,” he warned, his voice lowering. “You know what? I’m gonna help you lose that smile.”
His tone left no room for argument. “Get your butt out to the shed, and you get undressed. I’ll be right out there,” he finished, turning away, leaving no doubt that the conversation was over.
Her little brother was outside mowing the grass. He snickered when he saw his older sister walking out of the house in a huff. He knew there was only one reason Taylor was going to the shed, and that his sister would soon have a sore ass and an even bigger scowl on her face.
"Stop watching, creeper!" she chastised him for rubbing it in - even though Peter hadn't said a word.
"Peter, didn't say anything to you, and Peter is outside doing chores to help around here. I think you owe Peter an apology," Taylor's father said from behind her while she froze in place and cringed.
She pursed her lips and offered an insincere apology through her gritted teeth to Peter.
"Sounds like you want an audience for this spanking, Taylor!"
"No, Daddy! That's gross!"
"you had a choice. You could apologize to Peter like a normal person, but you chose to show your ass out here by being a brat. Spanking you alone in the shed hasn't born any fruit, and now that you are older, I'd prefer Peter be a witness so that you won't make up some story to your mom about inappropriate touching!"
"Daddy, I would never!"
"I don't know what you are capable of Taylor! and frankly, I think the pain of a bare-handed spanking isn't going to put the fear in you. You obviously don't want your little brother to see the crack of your little ass get tanned, so I think that's going to ensure you take the time to call me or your mom if you are going to be late."
"Dad! no way!"
"You are under the opinion that this is a negotiation, Taylor. It isn't. Get in that shed, get those bottoms completely down around your ankles, bend over and wait for me, while I talk to Peter."
Fuming, Taylor stormed off to the shed to obey her father's instruction.
"Okay, Buddy! You don't actually have to go in there and watch your sister. I kind of got carried away because your sister likes to push my buttons and poke the bear. I don't know if you'd even be comfortable watching," he said to his son after Taylor was out of earshot.
Would anyone have some ideas/twists they would like to suggest/brainstorm with me?
It's based loosely on a youtube video I just watched.
https://youtu.be/CagX7MOLERI?si=KcgdR6Mqj_Ml70a2
(no nudity, but obviously PG-13+)
Taylor's dad stood with his arms crossed, looking at his daughter, Taylor, with a stern expression. She just walked in with her shopping bag. The caption on the bag read "Talk Nerdy to Me". She was wearing a comfortable blouse and tight stretchy pants, like most girls her age did.
“Forty minutes late, and you didn’t even give me a call,” he began, his voice steady but frustrated.
Taylor shifted uncomfortably. “I called your phone three times,” she responded, trying to defend herself.
“That does not prevent you from calling me,” he retorted sharply. “We paid for that phone. I got you a charger for the car, a charger for the house, everything you needed. You wanted unlimited mileage, minutes—everything for that phone. The whole purpose was for me to be able to reach you!”
Taylor smiled nervously, but her father’s face hardened. “You better lose that smile,” he warned, his voice lowering. “You know what? I’m gonna help you lose that smile.”
His tone left no room for argument. “Get your butt out to the shed, and you get undressed. I’ll be right out there,” he finished, turning away, leaving no doubt that the conversation was over.
Her little brother was outside mowing the grass. He snickered when he saw his older sister walking out of the house in a huff. He knew there was only one reason Taylor was going to the shed, and that his sister would soon have a sore ass and an even bigger scowl on her face.
"Stop watching, creeper!" she chastised him for rubbing it in - even though Peter hadn't said a word.
"Peter, didn't say anything to you, and Peter is outside doing chores to help around here. I think you owe Peter an apology," Taylor's father said from behind her while she froze in place and cringed.
She pursed her lips and offered an insincere apology through her gritted teeth to Peter.
"Sounds like you want an audience for this spanking, Taylor!"
"No, Daddy! That's gross!"
"you had a choice. You could apologize to Peter like a normal person, but you chose to show your ass out here by being a brat. Spanking you alone in the shed hasn't born any fruit, and now that you are older, I'd prefer Peter be a witness so that you won't make up some story to your mom about inappropriate touching!"
"Daddy, I would never!"
"I don't know what you are capable of Taylor! and frankly, I think the pain of a bare-handed spanking isn't going to put the fear in you. You obviously don't want your little brother to see the crack of your little ass get tanned, so I think that's going to ensure you take the time to call me or your mom if you are going to be late."
"Dad! no way!"
"You are under the opinion that this is a negotiation, Taylor. It isn't. Get in that shed, get those bottoms completely down around your ankles, bend over and wait for me, while I talk to Peter."
Fuming, Taylor stormed off to the shed to obey her father's instruction.
"Okay, Buddy! You don't actually have to go in there and watch your sister. I kind of got carried away because your sister likes to push my buttons and poke the bear. I don't know if you'd even be comfortable watching," he said to his son after Taylor was out of earshot.
Would anyone have some ideas/twists they would like to suggest/brainstorm with me?