I waited for you to come home.
You went directly to your room and closed the door. I busied myself for a few minutes in silence so you would think you were alone in the house.
I crept up to your door and listened. I heard you talking on the phone to a friend. I couldn't understand what was said, but I heard you laugh a few times.
Since you turned eighteen, you thought you didn't have to live by my rules and that pissed me off. I decided to confront you today to straighten you out or send you packing.
Soon, you hung up and turned the TV on. I knew you would be sitting at your desk chatting or surfing the internet.
I carefully turned the doorknob and opened it. You were busy and didn't notice as I slipped into the room. I stood still behind you as you typed into a chat box.
I looked over your shoulder and saw some man telling you what a slut you are and how much he wanted to fuck your cunt and spank you.
I was shocked but very excited.
I stood still; careful not to make a sound that would let you know I was there.
You leaned back and pulled your blouse up and I realized that you had a webcam positioned on the monitor and were showing a stranger your tits.
My cock was suddenly hard as I watched you teasing him. You leaned back and hiked your pleated skirt up showing your knickers tight on your pussy.
You spread your legs and rubbed your hand down between your legs and I heard you moan as you rubbed again and again.
I watched for a few minutes and then you stood and when you turned slightly, you saw me there. You were shocked to see me and screamed and pulled your blouse and your skirt down and grabbed for the webcam to divert the view.
I pushed it off the monitor to the floor so no one could see me. I went to the computer and shut it off.
You stood sobbing as I turned back to face you. I looked at your face and saw fear in your eyes. I slapped your face and grabbed you by the shoulders and shook you.
"What the fuck were you doing? Were you showing your tits and cunt to a stranger? What kind of a slut are you anyway? I thought you were a sweet young woman and now I see you are just a whore and a cunt. What do you say for yourself, you fucking slut?"
"I was bored and I found out how much fun it is to tease old men. Don't worry. They don't know who I am or where I am from and I never let them see my face."
"And that makes it ok? Are you serious? Don't you realize how sick that is for a young woman to show her tits and private parts to anyone? Does it give you pleasure to do that?"
"No, it doesn't. It is just a joke."
"I don't believe you."
I grabbed your arms and drug you to your bed and threw you down on it. You kicked and struggled but I was so much stronger and I was able to force you down.
I crawled on top of you to restrain you. I reached back and slid my hand under your skirt to your knickers. I could feel the moistness through the fabric.
My cock gave me away as it stiffened against your belly. I sat straddled over you and pushed my hand roughly under the waistband of your knickers and felt your slick pussy.
I easily slid a couple of fingers into your sopping wet hole. Your eyes opened wide as I jammed my fingers into you deeper and harder.
I crawled off of you and pulled your skirt up to your waist and jerked your knickers down.
"Raise up, whore."
You raised your ass up in the air and I jerked your knickers the rest of the way down to your ankles. I pulled them off and threw them on your face.
I pushed your legs apart and slapped the flat of my hand across your pussy lips. Slap, Slap, Slap. You moaned with each blow.