Liam opened the door in surprise. His daughter walked in with her husband and daughter in tow.
When his son-in-law went to the bathroom he corned Jen and gave her a long seductive hug. His big hands caressed the curves beneath her clothing. Over Jen's shoulder he made eye contact with his granddaughter, Jemma. He smiled at her confused look and watched her hightail it out the front door.
Jemma listened to her daddy proposition her granddaddy from the front porch swing.
"We just can't deal with her any more, Liam. She's into too much trouble. Maybe some time away from her friends will do her some good."
Liam looked at his granddaughter, barely eighteen, she was wearing a slutty skirt and a tank top two sizes too small. She had been caught in the boys room making out with a boy in front of several others at school.
Liam turned to his son-in-law, "Leave her hear with me. I'll straighten her out real good." Looking at his daughter he smiled and said "My daughter turned into a wonderful and obedient wife, didn't she?" His daughter blushed and looked at the floor.
His son-in-law rushed out of the house with Jen and took off for home; he always hated the country side. His granddaughter Jemma stood on the front porch watching them leave with tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Why are ya cryin' girl?"
"They just left me here. In the middle of no where."
"Maybe you should have thought of that before they got so fed up with your behavior. You aint gonna act like a brat while you're here because I won't put up with it."
Jemma's temper flared. "What are you going to do old man, beat me?"
Liam chuckled, she was so sassy, he couldn't wait to break her in. He unbuckled his belt and pulled it loose from his belt loops.
She watched him with her mouth hanging open. Before she thought to run he snatched her by the arm and forced her to bend over the porch railing. She screamed threats at him and tried flailing her arms and legs but he managed to hike her little skirt up over her ass.
With one hand he yanked her panties down to her knees. Unable to resist he gave one of her sweet ass cheeks a squeeze and felt her freeze in fear.
"It's clear your daddy was lazy when it came to disciplining you. Didn't he ever give you a good spanking? Now apologize to your granddaddy or you'll get a beating." He caressed her ass with the soft leather of the belt.
"Bite me!" Jemma screamed, she knew no one could hear her but she wasn't going to let some hillbilly old man break her just because he wanted to. She knew he was getting turned on by this. He was a horrible, evil old man!
Liam brought the belt down on her ass leaving a perfect welt across both cheeks. His cock stiffened when she screamed. It wouldn't be long before she started to beg.
Tickling her cheeks with the belt he said again, "Still think I'm like your daddy? Do you want to apologize yet, slut?"
"I'm not a slut!" Jemma couldn't believe how bad the belt hurt and she didn't understand why her granddaddy would do this to her. Daddy always gave into her, why wouldn't granddaddy?
"That's not what your granddaddy wants to hear." He brought belt down again enjoying her forced submission.
Ooh her ass burned so bad she couldn't take it! She was sobbing and holding on the porch railing for dear life.
"I'm getting ready to bring the belt down again, is there anything you want to say to me? No?" Liam caressed her pussy lips with the belt and smiled when he saw a little wetness on it. He threw the belt down and slapped her ass bare handed several times and then ran his fingertips over her pussy lips again.
"Well princess? Another spanking or are you going to apologize?"
Jemma, still sobbing, felt humiliated and pride less. "Please, I would like to apologize. Please let me apologize." She said, sobbing.
Liam pulled her up by her hair and pushed her down on her knees in front of him. "Well?"
Jemma was forced to crane her neck to look up at him. His crotch was an inch from her face and she felt so dominated. How could it be that her pussy was on fire? She was dripping wet and ashamed because she was pretty sure granddaddy knew it.
"I'm sorry for sassing you, granddaddy." Jemma hung her head. She had never felt so mortified before.
"See, your daddy is too weak to teach you right. But I will train you, you will learn, girl. How sorry are you princess?" Liam smiled, he had her by the hair and pushed her face into his crotch and rubbed himself against her cheeks and mouth. He felt her stiffen up but she didn't try to fight him off. The little slut wants this... they always did.
The rough denim of his jeans scrapped her face and lips. She wanted to rub her pussy and didn't know why. He was abusing her, molesting her and she liked it.
He twisted her hair more sharply "How sorry?"
She thought she knew what he wanted so she put her hands over his crotch and rubbed up and down gently. She saw his head fall back a little and his eyes close in desire.
"I know a fucking slut when I see one, don't I?" Liam smiled down at her. "You want some cock princess? Is that why you been such a bad girl lately? You can't find anybody to stuff your little hole for ya?"