Jake Caraway stood at his drawing table in the little artist's retreat he had built for himself by the creek. He watched as the sun set low over the Blue Mountains and the Caraway's house seemed to nestle in closer to the mountainside. A soft glow emanated from the window.
Inside the Caraway house 18-year-old Jenny busied herself stoking the fire so the house would be warm when her father came in for dinner. Dinner was almost ready and Jenny smiled to herself. She glanced out the window towards the little retreat where Father worked so hard to support her and Mother.
Warmth filled Jenny's body as she thought about Father and how pleased he would be that she had lit the fire to warm the house for him and cooked his favourite meal. Jenny's virgin clit began to swell. She rubbed at it through her jeans.
Father was strong, clever, and worked hard to provide for his family. Father took care of everything. Jenny knew she could rely on Father to know what she needed and to ensure her needs were met. Jenny loved Father deeply. His presence and happiness brought her happiness and she loved his smiling face.
Jake thought of his beautiful daughter, knowing she would be busying herself to make him comfortable, lighting the fire, cooking dinner always wanting to please him. He felt a stirring in his crutch. He reached down and rubbed his hardening prick with his hand as he continued gazing out the window and thinking of the beautiful Jenny. Jenny had been a delight to watch as she grew up. And grown-up she had. Her firm young breasts were a delight to watch as they bobbed beneath her sweaters her long slender legs moved as though on air. Jenny had certainly inherited her looks from Carol.
Jakes thoughts wondered to Carol and that conversation. He still remembered her words as though she whispered them now. "I think it is time. If we leave it any longer she will begin to think about moving out and then she will be lost to us forever. Besides I see how she adores you. She wants to please you."
Carol had hatched the plan carefully over supper one night. "Jenny, dear"
"Yes Mother!" she had responded in her lilting soft voice.
"Jenny. I have decided to go away." Carol watched as Jenny's face fell.
"What do you mean, Mother? Going where?" Jenny asked almost pleading.
Carol enjoyed her daughter's fear of loss and toyed with the idea of teasing her and drawing things out a little. "Your Grandma needs me."
Jenny's face washed with relief. It was only three months ago that her pen pal from the USA had written to tell of her parents break up after 20 years of marriage. Jenny had been horrified to think such a thing could happen. "Yes Mother. Then you should go to Grandma."
"Now, Jenny" Carol began. "I want you to be a good girl while I am away. I want you to take care of Father. You know he works hard for us." Carol shot a knowing look at Jake. "Can you be a good girl and do everything he asks you?"
Jenny nodded eagerly. "Yes Mother. I will take care of Father. You will see I will care for him as though I was you."
Carol smiled knowingly. "Be sure that you do!"
Jenny smiled broadly thinking about having Father all to herself and how she would work hard to please him.
Carol reached out and stroked her daughter's hair softly. "Yes Father will need you to be a very good girl while I am gone. I know you will please him."
Jenny smiled at her Mother and Father. Pleased that they had at last seen that she had grown up and could manage to please Father.
Jake admired the way Carol had arranged things. Quickly. Smoothly. Carol seemed to know how to bring out the best in their daughter.
Please Father. Those two words had swum in Jenny's head as she slept. She dreamed night after night about Father and each night that mother was away Jenny's dreams became more erotic. She woke to find she had brought herself to orgasm while dreaming. Jenny blushed to herself as she remembered her orgasm she knew it was wrong to want to please her Father that way. She knew that wasn't what Mother had meant. It couldn't have been.
At dinner Jake sat at the head of the table as Jenny served his dinner. She stood close to him, her breast brushing against his arm Her nipple hardening at the contact. Jake noticed her every move. He watched her as she ensured the food was arranged 'just so' on his plate. Tonight would be the night. Tonight he would take his dear Jenny to be his own. She wanted him to take her. Needing him to own her completely. Jake sensed it. Knew it. "Not long now!" He mused silently. "And not how you are wanting it my Dear Jenny."
Jake ate slowly, silently and purposefully watching his daughter's every move. He wanted her to know he was watching her. He wanted her to know that tonight he would take her as his own. He smiled at the thought but new the he had only to wait until the right time.
Jenny bustled in the kitchen making coffee for Father and washing and drying dishes as Father sat at the table and watched her every move. Jenny became excited. She sensed something big was about to happen and hoped she would be grown up enough to know what to do. She hoped that whatever happened she could please Father.
It slipped from her fingers as she mused. The loud clatter and sound of china breaking brought Jenny's mind back to the dishes. "Oh. No."
Father watched as horror filled his daughter's face. He enjoyed her horror and her discomfort. "Mother's good china?" He enquired.
"F. F. Father... I'm so sorry." Jenny bent to clean up the pieces.
"Jenny. I thought you were grown up enough now to manage such things as washing dishes. Perhaps I was mistaken. Perhaps you are still just a little girl. Clean up that mess and come here."
Jenny blushed with shame for being so childish as to drop a dish. She scurried about brushing up the pieces into the dustpan and dropped them tinkling into the kitchen tidy. "Father I am so sorry."
"Sorry is not going to be enough for Mother now is it?" Jake enquired. "That is her very best china." Jake paused just long enough for the message to sink in. "Now come here. I know you think you are too old for spankings but I think if you are childish enough to break Mother's good china then you are childish enough to receive a spanking."
Jenny's face blushed a deep red as she thought about Father and his spankings. His big strong hands spanking her bottom and the feelings that shot to her clit with every hit. "Yesss. I think Mother would want you to spank me."
Jenny hung her head and walked over to Father. Father kept a stern look upon his face. "Now Jenny this is a serious offence and it requires a serious spanking. I want you to remove your jeans and your underwear."
Jenny had not suspected the spanking would go to these lengths. She had not received a bare bottom spanking since she was six. She hesitated.
"Jenny. Remove your clothing as I have told you to." Jake kept a stern look on his face and watched Jenny's discomfort.
