I'm your bratty wayward step-daughter and you have suspicions about my behaviour so you lie in wait in my bedroom. Sure enough I come in with a mostly empty bottle of in my hand, and I promptly hide it behind my back, lying to your face. I still try to get permission to go out tonight, but you say I'm grounded. I act bratty and petulant, and you start criticizing my uniform. I complain that the skirt length is regulation and I get made fun of for being too conservative already, you should see what the other girls do to theirs! But it is my shirt that is bothering you, it is unbuttoned too f...

I'm your bratty wayward step-daughter and you have suspicions about my behaviour so you lie in wait in my bedroom. Sure enough I come in with a mostly empty bottle of in my hand, and I promptly hide it behind my back, lying to your face. I still try to get permission to go out tonight, but you say I'm grounded. I act bratty and petulant, and you start criticizing my uniform. I complain that the skirt length is regulation and I get made fun of for being too conservative already, you should see what the other girls do to theirs! But it is my shirt that is bothering you, it is unbuttoned too far. You use the weight of your authority as a parent to make me unbutton it further, making a point. I say I get it, you think it is slutty. But no, you make me unbutton it all the way. I start to act unsure, not so cocky anymore. I don't know what's going on, some kind of extreme lesson...but I sense how angry you are and I know what trouble I'm in, so I comply, but slowly and reluctantly, taking off my shirt, embarrassed. I try to cover my swelling breasts, but it doesn't do much good. Then you make me take off my skirt and I do, but I'm really uncomfortable. You're a man and I'm becoming a woman after all! But you won't have any protest. You make me turn around and show my ass, my cotton bikini bottoms, asking if I want a spanking, and I say no of course! I'm too old! You say I'm too young to be a slut. You me to remove my bra, and I start sobbing softly. I can't believe this is happening. Then my panties, and I try to cover myself. I don't want to show you my pussy. You make me tweak and pull my nipples til I moan, then harder. I keep resisting a little but obeying. Then you make me spread my legs, your step-daughter, the slut. This will teach me, maybe. Finally, broken and compliant, you make me stand, legs spread, against the wall, then bend over, totally on display.