"I woulda swore that was 3/8" Jack muttered to himself, digging for the 7/16" wrench . . .
"BOO!" - He shot straight up, banging his head on the hood . .."oh my god" princess covered her laughing with her hands "im sorry Daddy" she giggled - "what is it baby girl? I gotta get these brakes fixed, I need this truck tomorrow for the Nelson job" rubbing his head and checking for blood "I wanted to suprize you" "yeah, well, you did pumpkin, you did " he gruffed, leaning back under the hood - "your always busy!" Princess complained, heading back into the house. . .
"It makes no goddam sense the auto parts store is closed on Sunday!" Jack threw down his wrench, looking for one that wasnt stripped out. "Why cant they make these brake lines all one size!?"
He normally didnt mind working on his trucks, except when he needed it the next morning - and finally thought he had a day off. His phone rang " . . .yep, yes sir - I will be there at 8 sharp . . . . " "Jesus!" . . .
The sun was starting to get hot . ..
"Daaaaaddy . . ." "What pumpkin?" he barked from under the truck - "look what im w e a r r i n g g g " "I cant baby, I need to get this line back on" - "I put this on because I know its your favorite!" She pouted. Jack worked his way out from under the truck, hair a mess, grease and brake fluid covered his face and hands - "it looks very nice sweetheart - will you please get me something to drink?" Wiping his hands on the even greasier rag.
Princess turned without a word and went back into the house - slamming the front door. . .
Moments later . . .
"Shit!" Jack said, hearing the shattering glass - his mind trying to picture what just broke. He threw down his rag and headed towards the house . . . "What now!?" . . .
Another crash before he got to the door. Princess was standing at the sink, shards of dinnerware all over the floor. "What the fuck!? . .. " "I dropped them" . . . "you dropped them?? . . . " Jack glared at her. Princess gave a smug looked and turned towards the sink.
"Jesus christ! why does she always do this to me when I have the most shit to do!?" Jacks anger building as he headed back to his disabled truck. . . .
"CRASH!" another plate shattered . . .
"Ow! You're hurting me!" Princess whined as she stumbled behind - Jack marching her into the bedroom by her arm . ..
Without saying a word, he sat on the edge of the bed and effortlessly put Princess over his knee - dress up, panties down - he gave her a good hard spanking - greasy hands and all.
"You are not to leave this room until I tell you! -is that clear!?" She just looked up at him - tears welling in her eyes.
Jack went back to his work. He wasnt quite sure what he felt - frustrated, ashamed, turned on . . . "Maybe by dark!" He groaned, climbing back under the truck. He started to get aroused at the thought of his greasy hand prints on her white skin. . . "Later" he dismissed it.
After 25 minutes of wrestling the tubing, he finally got that line installed - on to the last one ...
"CRASH!" . . . .
"You gotta be fucking kidding me!" - his pulse quickly rising as he made his way to the house.
Princess once again was standing at the sink, head down, eyes looking up at him - more shards on the floor . . .
This time Jack pulled her along more quickly, a bit more rough . . . "Daddy! No! .. . " "ow! Your hurting my arm" . . . he threw her on the bed and went straight to the bureau.
Jack manhandled her out of her dress, panties and bra, and bent her over the foot of the bed. "You know goddam well! . . . " he scolded, pulling her arms behind her back and clicking the cuffs into place . . . "I have shit I need to get done!" . . . He pushed her feet apart with his own and hooked the ankle cuffs to the eye hooks he installed last year.
Naked, bent over, legs spread wide - princess began to sob.
Jack pulled off his belt - ran his dirty hand roughly over her soft white skin - stepped back . . . and beat her.
Princess cried out as his belt lashed over and over - whipping - bright red welts "I am so sick . . ." His words in time "when I have stuff to do ... . "
"Im sorry Daddy - im sorry! ... " her pleading made him stop . . . .she wept into the matress. . .
Jack dropped the belt on the floor and stood behind her - against her. He could feel the heat through his pants. He ran his hands up her back - pulled her head up by her hair . . . "Say it again" . .. "im sorry Daddy" she whimpered - he realized at that point just how hard he was.
He slipped his pants down - she was hot . . . "again" he said - "im sorry Daddy, it wont happen again" his cock fully erect, aching. . . . "Again!" "Ill be a good girl Daddy, Im sorry . .. " he pushed himself into her - her heat inside matching . . . Jack pulled slowly back . . . Then in . . . Gliding easily . . .
He held her hips tightly and proceeded to fuck her . . . .Wild . . . Aggressive . . . The headboard slamming against the wall . . .all his frustrations funneling into that moment . . . His bad girl! . . . .
Princess freely came as Jack pounded her . . . His driving rythm . . . His unrelenting rythm . . . Skin slapping against wet skin . . .
Jack let out a loud growling groan as he pulled back and exploded . . . His orgasm splashing over her back . . . .
A couple minutes later they were both collapsed on the bed, catching their breath . . .
"I have to get my truck done baby girl" he kissed her forehead . . . "You want iced tea or a beer Daddy?" .. . .
Fin ~
