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CHAPTER EIGHT

The next night, after everyone else had gone to bed, Marcy stayed up late to watch an old movie on the late a how on television. But about halfway into the film, the girl's attention wandered from the TV screen and focused on the voices she heard coming from the bedroom right next to the living room.

It was the master bedroom and it was her parents' voices she could hear now. Feeling strangely excited, the young girl turned the sound down on the TV and sat there on the sofa, listening to the sounds of her mom and dad talking in the next room.

Then, hardly aware of her own actions, she rose from the couch and began to make her way toward the bedroom. She wondered if her parents were going to fuck. She hoped they would so she could watch them again, but, as much as she wanted that to happen, she felt a stab of jealousy toward her mother, and she wished it could be she in her parents' bed with her father.

Now Marcy was peeking into the master bedroom through a narrow crack made by the door which had not been completely closed. Her mother and father were sitting side by side on the big bed. And Marcy could almost smell the heat of their desire for each other, and she felt her own pussy growing wetter and hotter in response.

Jerry leaned forward and, with a slow and teasing finger, outlined his wife's cleavage about the elastic of her sheer nightgown.

Rona's flesh trembled, and Jerry pressed his lips against hers. The woman pushed up against her husband, her ripe tits squashed between them.

Jerry's fingers played at the elastic. Then, without warning, he pulled it away from Rona's tits and pulled it on down. Her tits came pouring out at him in a warm scented rush of feverish flesh.

Watching her parents, Marcy trembled and found her own nipples pressing against her baby doll pajamas.

Jerry took each of Rona's nipples between his fingers and tugged on them, twisting them, making Rona gasp and moan, leaning into him. Jerry took his wife's tits in the palms of his hands and pushed up at them.

The woman's tremulous tit-flesh overflowed out of his hands and he captured her nips between his fingers. Rona gasped, and her tits swelled uncontrollably.

Forgetting all sense of caution, their spying daughter moaned with lust as her own tits swelled up and jutted straight out in front of her, as if in search of her father's hands and mouth.

The teenager sank to the floor, feeling the little bubbles of pussy sauce that were pouring out of her pussy now.

Suddenly, with a sense of shock, she heard the bedroom door being opened all the way. She looked up and gasped, flushing a deep red as she saw her mother and father standing over her, exchanging glances and looking very angry.

"Marcy! I'm shocked! How dare you spy on your own parents this way!" Rona said sharply.

Marcy's eyes widened with fear. She shrugged helplessly, unable to explain the lust that had driven her to spy op her parents.

"This is what we get for always being so soft with you," Rona continued, flushing with anger. "You're spoiled rotten! I think we should give you the beating of your young life!"

Marcy stared wordlessly from her mother to her father, not knowing what to say to make the embarrassing situation any better. Jerry stared at his young daughter for a few minutes, then exchanged a meaningful glance with his wife, a look which Marcy did not understand.

And, suddenly, Rona smiled mysteriously and nodded at her husband. With a grin, Jerry reached down and yanked Marcy up from the floor by her arm.

The girl stared at her father, stunned, and she tried to pull away, afraid of what he would do to her.

"Oh, no you don't, you little brat, you're not getting away so fast," Jerry said calmly, menacingly.

Marcy stood stock still, unable to move.

"Do you know what you did? Do you know just how bad a thing it is to spy on other people… especially when they're in the privacy of their own bedroom?" Jerry asked.

Marcy was suddenly overcome with anger toward her father for humiliating her in this way, and for making it with her mother when Marcy wanted to be the one to fuck him. "Fuck off, Daddy!" she spat angrily.

"Marcy! How dare you talk to your father like that?" Rona asked, genuinely shocked. "You apologize to him right now! We've brought you up better than that!"

"I'm not going to apologize. I don't have to!" Marcy cried, feeling a strange sense of power which tuned her on.

Again, Jerry and Rona exchanged a glance that seemed to speak volumes to them but not to Marcy. She had no idea what they were saying with their eyes.

"I'll take care of this, honey," Jerry said quietly. "If you want me to."

"Yes, please, darling, you do it… I'll just stay and watch," Rona responded, feeling her pussy beginning to drool with excitement.

Jerry dragged his daughter by the arm into the bedroom. He sat down on the edge of the king-sized bed and stood the young girl in front of him. Then, he placed his hands on her slender waist and stared into her eyes.

"Don't you think you owe me an apology, Marcy?" he asked softly. "In fact, don't you think you owe both your mother and me an apology for spying on us?"

"No, I don't!" Marcy said, staring at her father with a cold expression. She couldn't believe he was treating her this way, and in front of her mother!

"No? You're sure?" Jerry asked.

"No way! You should apologize to me for humiliating me this way!" Marcy said saucily.

"Marcy! Apologize this instant!" Rona said sharply as she settled into a chair next to the bed.

"The fuck I will!" Marcy said hotly, trying to pull away from her father.

"I think we've been spoiling our daughter far too long, honey, what do you think?" Jerry asked, looking at his wife.

"I think I agree," Rona said with a smile. "Yes, Marcy," Jerry said, returning his attention to his daughter, "it's our fault, especially mine. I should have taken you in hand long, long ago. Every father should discipline his daughter."

"I'm not a little girl!" Marcy retorted with disgust. "I'm all grown up!"

"Right, and that's why you're much too old to be doing the kind of kid stuff you just pulled," Jerry said.

"Fuck off!" Marcy said again, wriggling in her daddy's powerful grasp.

"Fresh little brat, isn't she?" the man asked his wife.

"I've never seen her like this. I don't know what's gotten into her, honey," Rona said sadly.

"Don't talk about me, right in front of me, as if I weren't even here," Marcy said firmly.

Jerry stared at her and shook his head. Then he looked at his wife again and she sighed, knowing what was coming, what she wanted to have happen.

"Okay, Marcy, I can see that we're gonna have to teach you a lesson long overdue," Jerry said calmly.

He turned to Rona and Marcy swung her head around in time to see her mother nodding in agreement.

"I don't want you to teach me anything!" Marcy spat out. "Take your hands off me!"

"Take it easy," Jerry said mockingly.

"Don't call me a little girl! I'm not a little girl!" Marcy said.

"You could have fooled me… the way you've been acting," Jerry said, staring directly into the girl's angry eyes.

"Take your hands off me, Daddy!" she cried, angrier than ever now.

Jerry's face hardened and his jaw tightened. "That's about all I'm gonna take from you, you little brat," he growled.

His hands grabbed tightly around Marcy's waist, cutting through the thin fabric of her sheer baby doll pajamas, into her satiny curves, and he pulled her down across his lap.

"Nooo, Daddy! Let me go! You can't do this! Mommy, make him let me go!" Marcy yelled.

She struggled, trying to slide from her daddy's lap, but his hands were strong and he easily held her in place.

"It's been a longtime since you've had a good spanking," he said with barely restrained rage.

"Don't you dare! Nooooo!" she cried.

Jerry's hand came down on Marcy's pantied ass in a sharp slap.

"Owwww!"

He hesitated as her firm ass-flesh jiggled in the aftershock of the blow.

"Oh, God, that hurt! Don't you dare do it again!" Marcy cried, wondering where she had gotten the nerve to talk to her own father the way she had been doing.

In that instant, the teenager realized exactly what was happening: she had been unconsciously goading her father, spurring him on with her insolent mouth until he was so angry he would spank her, just the way she really wanted!

Wanting to feel his hand on her ass even harder than before, the young girl suddenly bit into the side of his tight muscular thigh, getting a mouthful of pajama fabric and some flesh.

"Owwwww!" Jerry yelled, shocked by his daughter's attack.

"My God!" Rona cried from her chair, feeling more and more excited by the strange scene she was witnessing between her husband and their daughter.

Marcy continued to struggle, trying to pull away from her enraged father.

"Okay, you little bitch! You want to play this out violently? Fine!" Jerry growled.

And, before the young girl even knew what was happening, her daddy had grasped the elastic of her pajama panties and pulled them down, off her ass.

She felt a rush of air strike her naked ass. Then there was a slight hesitation as Jerry stared at his daughter's quivering asscheeks.

Marcy's face flushed with heat, and tears of embarrassment and excitement rolled down her face. Her pussy grew even wetter.

Jerry's hand came down sharply on her ass and she cried out and shook uncontrollably. The man paused and he excitedly watched the color rise to her satin asscheeks.

"Ohhh, nooo, pleeease," Marcy begged, not knowing whether she was begging him to stop or to continue.

"Shut tip, little bitch! I'm gonna spank your little ass until it's raw and until you learn some respect for your parents!" Jerry responded.

The man slapped his daughter's naked ass a few more times while the young girl cried out with pain and pleasure, sobbing hard now.

"You don't like it when your privacy is invaded, do you, bitch?" he spat.

She continued to sob and didn't answer her father.

"Answer me!" he demanded, shaking her by the shoulders. "You don't like it when I bare your little ass like this right in front of your mother, do you?"

Again she didn't answer.

"Answer me, Marcy!" he said in a warning voice.

She twisted around in her daddy's lap and stared up at him, not knowing what to say.

"Well now," Jerry said in a deep, calm voice, "maybe you don't mind this. And, maybe you don't mind it because I haven't invaded your privacy enough yet!"

"I think you're right, dear," Rona said in a voice that shook with sexual excitement. "I don't think you've taught her enough of a lesson yet!"

Jerry sat Marcy up in his lap and stared at her with a strange gleam in his eyes.

"Okay, baby, we'll try this…" His fingers flew to the top of her baby doll pajamas, to where her full young tits pressed against the flimsy fabric. He pressed in at her waist so that the outline of her tits pressed through and were visible through the sheer material.

Marcy gasped and tried to pull away from him.

His fingers flew up and grasped one of his daughter's nipples through the cotton and pressed it between his fingers.

"Does this do it, baby? Is this enough of an invasion of privacy for you?" he asked thickly.

Marcy turned away from her father. She loved the way he was touching her, feeling her body, and she didn't want him to see the excitement and lust in her eyes. She was afraid that he would stop if he knew how much she was enjoying her "punishment".

"You know, honey," Jerry said, glancing at his wife who had begun to rub her own tits through her nightgown, "she still doesn't seem to get the idea."

Rona nodded wordlessly, her mouth slack with desire. Jerry slipped the young girl off his lap and stood her up in front of him. Without a word of warning, he pulled her panties all the way down her legs and yanked them off of her.

He stared at her young, naked pussy, and Marcy gasped and crossed her legs, acting as if she wanted to hide her nakedness from her father when, in truth, she wanted him to see her. Her hands flew down to cup her bush of cuntfur.

Jerry grabbed her hands away and held them both in one strong hand. With his free hand, he reached up and pulled the top of her baby doll pajamas over her head, revealing her naked tits.

"No! No!" Marcy cried, still playing the part of the innocent young, girl, and trying to pry herself loose from his strong grasp.

Now, she was standing stark naked in front of her father and he was openly staring at her, first her tits, then her pussy. Then he spun her around and admired his red handprints on her naked ass. He spun her back around again.

All this time, the teenager couldn't hide her nakedness because her hands were locked in his meaty grip. With one hand, Jerry reached out and captured one red nipple between his fingers. He pulled on it, pinching slightly, not wanting to hurt her, but to humiliate her, to teach her a lesson. He flicked at her nip with his index finger, watching her face closely.

"Do you like this? Do you like your father playing with your tits? Does it feel good? Do you like your own daddy staring at your tits and your little pussy?" he asked as his cock hardened more and more in his pajama bottoms.

"Ohhh, Daddy," the teenager moaned, half out of her mind with desire for her father.

Jerry's fingers slid down her body and he suddenly stuck a probing finger between her legs, prying her cuntlips open.

"No! No! Pleeease, noooo!" she wailed.

"Spread your legs, bitch!" the man demanded.

"No, no, pleeease, nooo," she whimpered, but she wanted nothing more at that moment than to spread her legs for her father.

"Do what your father tells you, dear," Rona said softly, panting hard.

Marcy twisted her head to look at her mother. The young girl gasped with excitement when she saw that the woman was now finger-fucking herself.

"I said, spread your legs!" Jerry growled and he flicked his thumb and forefinger into her pussy against her clit.

"Ohhhh, God," Marcy groaned and her entire body trembled. Her tits swelled up with aroused blood. Her nips grew stiff, becoming erect and pointed, and her pussy poured out more and more hot, thick fuck juice.

Jerry leaned forward and took one of his daughter's hard nips into his mouth, flicking his tongue against it.

Marcy's body trembled and she moaned with lust. But then she remembered that she wasn't supposed to be enjoying what her father was doing to her. This was supposed to be her punishment, and she had better act as if that was just what it was for her or her daddy might stop!

So she made a move, as if trying to pull away from him, and, at the same time, she stared at him with tear-filled eyes. But only she knew that her tears were caused by excitement and not by humiliation or anger.

"So you don't like it when your privacy is invaded, do you, bitch?" Jerry asked, backing away from her body but still staring at her heaving tits and drooling pussy.

Marcy shook her head violently.

"Then tell me you're sorry, and apologize to your mother, too, and be quick about it," he ordered.

"I… I… apologize," she sobbed, closing her eyes tightly and swaying in front of her father.

"Well, okay, then," Jerry said soothingly. He closed his arms around her and lifted her onto the bed and pressed her down. She curled up and closed her eyes again, enjoying the feel of her father's hard, muscular body against hers.

Rona rushed over and sat down at the edge of the bed and slowly stroked her daughter's body, fondling the girl's bruised ass and her hard-nippled tits. Over and over, she stroked her daughter while Marcy moaned with pleasure and snuggled up even closer to her father.

"Do you promise you'll never spy on us again, honey?" Jerry asked gently.

"Yes, Daddy, I promise," she said softly.

"Good girl," he said approvingly. Then he scooped his naked daughter up into his strong arms and rose from the bed.

"You go on to bed, honey," he said, glancing at his wife, "I'll take our daughter back to her room. I think she's been punished enough."

"Yes, darling, I agree. You take Marcy to bed now and stay with her awhile if you want. I think she needs a little cuddling now," Rona said, smiling fondly at her daughter.

"Oh, yes, I do," Marcy cried, winding her arms around her daddy's powerful neck as he carried her off to her room.