The Brat
I married my current wife, Aliyah, just three months ago. I thought I could deal with her bratty teenage daughter Piper, but the girl is a disaster.
She goes through boyfriends like they're going out of style, constantly coming home smelling like cheap beer and sex.
Piper is always dressed so provocatively in tiny crop tops and miniskirts, which made me shake my head in disbelief that the school would allow her to show off so much skin.
I think she must be allergic to bras because she never wore one, always putting those full-sized titties on display.
I tried to get Aliyah to rein in her daughter, but all she ever did was yell at Piper for a bit, and then nothing would change.
And things got even worse when Aliyah was out of town on business. Piper would put on super skimpy outfits before leaving the house, each one more scandalous than the last.
But what really annoyed me the most was that Piper would spend so much time trying on clothes in her bedroom that was late for school almost every day, which meant that I had to order her an Uber.
Frankly, it was costing me time and money, but I had promised Aliyah that I wouldn't take matters into my own hands.
One day, though, Piper crossed the line, and I sprang into action.
To begin with, she was almost an hour late, the school bus having long honked its horn and departed. And then when Piper did bother to flounce her way downstairs, she was dressed in her most outrageous outfit yet.
With her hair done up in two braids, she was wearing the skimpiest of blouses, her breasts straining at the thin fabric.
Piper was also wearing a miniskirt, although in this case, I feel the prefix 'mini' was a bit of an understatement. And then top all that off, she was wearing high heels.
"Hi, Daddy," said Piper, running over to give me a peck on the cheek.
But I wasn't to be so easily mollified. "Damnit, Piper. You're late again!"
"I'm sorry," said Piper, pouting her lips.
"And what is that you're wearing?" I thundered. "The skirt barely covers your ass!"
To make my point, I swatted her on the butt. But to my surprise, when the hem of her skirt flew up, I saw that Piper wasn't wearing any panties.
"And no underwear?" I said. "You're dressed like a slut!"
Piper giggled and stuck her thumb in her mouth.
"Why do you insist on dressing this way?" I said.
"I dunno," said Piper with a grin as she played with a lock of her hair. "It's just fun, I guess."
"It's fun to have every boy in town put his hands on you?" I said.
"Hey, you're only hot and young once," said Piper, smiling up at me like the most innocent person in the world. But I wasn't having any of it.
"I can't stand by and not do anything about this anymore," I thundered as I grabbed her by the wrists and hauled her over to the sofa.
Piper's mouth flew open in surprise as I pushed her face-first over the armrest of the sofa. Without thinking, I gave her exposed ass a good slap, causing Piper to gasp.
I then gave her two more meaty whacks, watching as the tender flesh on her well-formed behind jiggled with every stroke.
I expected Piper to cry out and say she was sorry, but instead, I heard her moan. At first, I wasn't sure, but then I slapped her butt again, and once more, she moaned.
"Oh my god, are you getting turned on by this?" I said, giving her one more good spanking with the flat of my hand.
All that moaning was starting to get my cock hard, which, at first, I tried to ignore. After all, this was about discipline, not lust.
But then, after giving Piper a graceful stroke across both butt cheeks, I saw something glistening between her legs in the light.
I reached out with my thumb and pressed against it, sinking half an inch into her silky folds. Piper let out a loud whimper that sent my cock into agony.
"Look how wet you are! You're a very bad girl, Piper," I said, licking the substance off of the tip of my thumb.
I grabbed Piper by the legs, and squirmed in my grasp, pushing her ass up against me, which only caused her to become even wetter. I couldn't resist any longer, unbuckling my belt and freeing my rock-hard cock.
Without further hesitation, I shoved myself inside of Piper, feeling her insides tighten around me as I stretched her open. But despite how tight she was, I plunged deeper and deeper until my balls were nearly touching her thighs.
"I'm doing this for your own good!" I shouted as I continued to thrust in and out of her.
"Do it, Daddy!" moaned Piper, causing my dick to vibrate even as I sped up my rhythm.
I grabbed Piper by the hips so that I could pound her even harder, and she began to squeal with every powerful downstroke.
It wasn't too long before her blouse fell open, and watching her bare breasts jiggle caused my motor to jump straight up to top gear.
Rapidly approaching the edge of the waterfall, I took a step backward, my dick sliding out of Piper's pussy. I then gave her a shove, sending her tumbling over onto the other side of the couch.
Piper giggled as she came to rest sitting upright with her legs falling open, giving me a clear view of her hairless pussy.
"Oh, you think that's funny, do you?" I said.
Piper nodded and grinned.
I grinned right back at her and then walked over and jammed my dick into her mouth. Piper's eyes went wide as the tip of my cock reached the back of her throat.
I then withdrew my cock and used it as a battering ram to whack her bottom lip a couple of times.
Piper then opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue and held it there, grinning as she looked up at me. When I didn't respond fast enough, she pointed at her open mouth.
"I get it," I said with a chuckle. "You want me to cum inside that mouth of yours, don't you?"
Piper nodded as I grabbed ahold of my shaft. Using long-familiar motions, I began to jerk myself off, the tip of my cock quivering just inches above her open mouth as I worked myself into a frenzy.
Between the smirking expression that I could see in her eyes and the sight of her tits, it didn't take long at all for my white volcano to blow.
A rather impressive stream of wide globules of my seed spattered down on to Piper's tongue, some of it splashing onto her upper lip and even the tip of her nose.
As I continued to pump myself dry, a few more sticky ropes of my jizz flew out and attached themselves to her cheek.
At long last, the pump had run dry. Piper looked up at me with a smile as she closed her mouth and then did an exaggerated swallow. Then she slid her fingers under my dick and scooped up the last of my production.
And before I could react, Piper brought her fingers to her mouth and licked them clean. A second later, she was leaning forward and sticking out her tongue again, beckoning me to come closer.
I couldn't help it as I leaned in and kissed her, tasting the salty tang of my seed.
As we kissed, Piper reached out and slid her hand down along my body. Finding my dick still semi-stiff, she began stroking it and, within moments, I was hard again.
She broke off the kiss and smiled up at me. "Do you want to go up to my room?" she asked.
"You bet I do," I said as I pulled back, offering Piper a hand up from the couch.
Once standing, Piper reached out and smoothed out her miniskirt, and then led the way upstairs to her room, giving me a lovely view of her crotch the whole way.
The moment that we got into her bedroom, she dashed over to a shelf on the far wall. As I got closer, I saw that she was fiddling with a camera, and when she pulled back, I saw a steady red light.
"I'm recording this," said Piper with a bashful giggle. "That way, I can watch it later and touch myself."
"My, my," I said. "You really are incorrigible, aren't you?"
"That's because I need you to teach me a lesson, Daddy," said Piper, grinning as she stripped off her top, followed a moment later by her skirt, leaving her completely naked.
And as I watched, her breasts seductively swayed back and forth as she danced around in front of me.
I took a step toward her, but Piper leaped to the side. "No, Daddy," she said, waving her finger at me. "You need to catch me."
I tried again to grab her, but Piper dodged my outstretched again.
"You're making me work for this?" I asked.
"I'm just trying to help, Daddy," said Piper, a mischievous smile on her face as she continued her dance around her room, leaving me no choice but to chase after her.
But she was faster than me and managed to stay just out of reach, laughing as she escaped my clutches by mere inches.
At long last, I found myself in a corner of Piper's room, where there was nowhere for her to go. But to my surprise, instead of trying to squirm through my legs, she walked closer to me, pressing her tits against me.
"You've been a very naughty Daddy," said Piper, smiling up at me.
"Oh, yeah? And how is that?" I said.
"By not punishing me," said Piper, nodding her head. "And letting all those boys at school touch me."
"You're right," I said. "But I promised your mother I wouldn't lay a hand on you."
"One time, a teacher came out behind the bleachers, too, when it was playtime," said Piper.
"Did he touch you, too?" I asked.
"He put his hands on my hips," said Piper. "Then he touched my tushie. And then he took my hand and put it on his privates. I could feel it throbbing through his pants, so I squeezed it."
"Really?" I said. "And what happened next?"
"He unbuttoned his pants and let it out," said Piper. "And it's all because you're a bad Daddy."
"How I am going to get you to stop being such a shameless whore?" I said. "I think you need another spanking."
Piper happily grinned and waited for me to sit down on the edge of the bed before she threw herself onto my lap.
"I'm such a bad girl, Daddy!" said Piper.
I happily obliged her, giving her ass several good whacks. Each time, Piper let out a loud moan that got my cock stirring, but I vowed to stay focused on the task at hand.
I then gave her a light slap across the bottom of her butt cheeks, and as the shockwave rolled upward, I saw her asshole flex open and then closed. Thinking I might've seen that wrong, I gave her a second slap, and this time, there was no mistaking it.
"You are a bad girl!" I called out as I gave her another round of whacks, a rosy glow now visible on Piper's butt cheeks.
"I am! I am!" moaned Piper.
"A very bad girl!" I said as I delivered another stinging slap to her backside.
"I'm tired of you being such a whore!" I said as I gave her a good smack on her right butt cheek.
"And letting men use you!" I said as I walloped her left butt cheek.
"And I'm tired of you being late for school!" I said as I gave her one last good smack before taking a pause.
"Ohhhhh," moaned Piper, and I couldn't tell if it was a cry of arousal or one of sorrow.
"I'm sorry I had to do this to you," I said. "But you need discipline."
"I'm such a bad girl," moaned Piper.
"That's right," I said. "You are a very bad girl. Which means there may need to be more sessions like this in the future."
To my surprise, I saw that Piper had snuck one of her hands down between her legs and was playing with herself.
"In fact, I think there are going to be a lot more," I said as I raised back and gave her ass a brisk slap.
That caused Piper to moan even harder, and the busy work of fingers between her legs sped up to a frantic pace.
"And why does your butthole keep flexing open like that?" I said, jamming my thumb into her butthole after delivering a smack.
Instantly, her ass clenched around me, and Piper let out a loud whimper. I looked down and saw that her fingers had sped up to a blur, and then her entire body jolted as if she had been hit by a lightning bolt.
Piper screamed out as a powerful orgasm flowed through her petite frame, her muscles quivering as O-bomb after O-bomb detonated somewhere deep inside of her.
As an experiment, I pushed my thumb deeper into her ass, and that set off another round of tsunamis blasting through Piper's sweaty body.
For a moment, she was in my grasp, but then she slid out of my arms and onto the floor, my thumb popping out of her like a cork. Piper lay there insensate for a long moment as the aftershocks rippled through her.
She then opened her eyes and clambered onto her feet, looking over at me with a beatific smile on her face. "It worked, Daddy!"
"R-really?" I said.
Piper nodded, a dreamy gaze to her eyes. "I'm all better now."
"You promise to wear only clothes that I say are okay to wear?" I said.
Piper looked up at me with wonder in her eyes. "I'll do whatever you say, Daddy."
"Well, all right, then," I said, rubbing my hands together. "That's more like it. Go ahead and get dressed. I want to see proof that you've learned your lesson."
Piper gave me a little curtsey before turning and heading to her closet. A few moments later, she emerged from behind the door wearing a frilly dress. The hem was a bit short, but otherwise, it was okay, so I gave her a nod.
"Very good, Piper," I said, nodding with satisfaction as I took in her new look.
"And you won't tell my mom?" said Piper.
"Of course not," I said. "Your mother never needs to know what just happened between you and me."
"Whew! Thank you, Daddy," said Piper, coming over and hugging me. I was stunned for a brief moment, but then I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her on the top of her head.
"All right, what are you going to do now?" I said as we broke off our embrace.
"I'm going to do my homework," said Piper.
"Good answer!" I said with a grin as I shuffled back into my clothes. "I'm going downstairs. I really need a beer."
"Okay," said Piper. "Bye, Daddy!"
