Free I Can't Believe He Shaved Me! (Kari's Lessons) by Cassandra Zara, Lucinda Lane Page B

business. I had to admit I was a
little disappointed, part of me was hoping that he’d returned early for me,
that he’d wanted me and had jumped at the chance to be alone with me.
    He looked concerned and troubled and I wondered for a moment
if something had happened between him and my mother. I wasn’t sure how I’d feel
about that. However, I didn’t have the chance to dwell on it.
    “Take your clothes off.”
    At first I thought I’d misheard him. There was no hint of
anything out of the ordinary in his tone. It was all very matter-of-fact.
    “I... uhhh....”
    “That wasn’t a question Kari,” he said, “take your clothes
off now!”
    I was confused and unsure what was going on, but I had a
feeling it would be better if I did what Max said. It wasn’t like I was wearing
a lot anyway. I tugged the waistband of my shorts over my hips and let them
fall to the ground, before stepping out of them. Now I was naked under the robe
and I glanced up at Max to see him looking at me expectantly. I took a deep
breath and opened my robe, letting it slide off my shoulders.
    You can’t live in the same house with someone for
any length of time and not catch them in various stages of undress. However I
don’t think Max had ever seen me completely naked before. It should have been
thrilling, but instead I felt very self-conscious. I have an OK body. It’s
cute. Nice boobs, nice ass, slim... everything young and firm. But beyond that
it was nothing special. I got the feeling Max was very experienced and had
probably seen a lot of women. I couldn’t help think that I was just a scrawny
kid compared to the real women he’d been with.
    I tried to cover my breasts and crotch in a futile attempt
at modesty. This seemed to amuse him for a moment.
    “Someone sent me a very interesting little movie last
night,” he said, before swiveling his laptop around on the counter so I could
see it.
    It was just a short clip, filmed on a cell phone at night.
It was blurry, dark and overexposed. But you could still make out me, in my
tiny swimsuit, kissing Jenny before exposing my breasts and jumping in the
pool.
    “It’s called...” he swiveled the laptop back and squinted at
the screen, “Teenage Attention Whores, and a lot of people have watched it. A lot of people. Now I doubt most people would recognize you, but the person who sent
it to me did.”
    That was a mystery right there. Who was forwarding Max
videos in the middle of the night?
    “So, do you have anything to say for yourself?”
    I looked at the floor and gave a half shrug. I still wasn’t
sure why I was naked or what he intended for me, but I thought it best to play
along and try and keep on his good side.
    “I’m sorry... Daddy. Things got a little out of hand but...”
I felt the need to say something about the fact that I’d gone home early
because he was all I could think about. That ever since my spanking I’d been
becoming obsessed with him and dreams of his hard cock kept me up at night, but
I couldn’t form the words.
    “...but?”
    “...”
    “I thought as much. Do you understand that when you behave
like this it disrespects not just yourself, but your family? Teenage.
Attention. Whore. Is that what you want to be known for?”
    “N... no Daddy.” I really didn’t know how to play this or
what Max was looking for. Did he want a contrite innocent? Did he want a
teenage whore? At that moment I would have done anything to know what he wanted
from me.
    “And what do you think your punishment should be for this
behavior?”
    All it took was that one little word. Punishment . I
felt my nipples pop beneath the arm that shielded them. Punishment .
    “Perhaps you should spank me again Daddy?” I said.
    “Hmph.” He didn’t seem too impressed by my eager tone. “I
think maybe something you actually won’t enjoy quite as much. Perhaps some
chores... but as you seem to enjoy exposing yourself so much at the moment I
think you should remain naked. You