All Chapters of Family Secrets: Chapter 521 - Chapter 530

When her father went out shopping, warning her to get the laundry started if she didn't want to lose some more privileges, she was up from her perch in front of the TV like a sprinter out of the blocks.She ran and dumped an armful of clothes in the washer, and turned it on. There. Now he couldn't complain.Then she headed straight for his 'study'.She giggled to herself as she pulled out her keychain and quickly unlocked his door. When he'd installed the new lock on his office several months ago, she'd taken the packaging out of the trash and headed down to the hardware store. The guy at the key machine was happy to make a key for her, based on the code of the tumbler.She'd be damned if she'd let him keep a locked room in the house without knowing what was going on there.The computer was a different problem. She'd tried guessing at his password but no such luck. A few minutes online with some friends and acquaintances and she had a couple of new approaches lined up. Now was her cha

"Shit. Which one is it?""I hate that I love it."* * *Lynn had just left, and Harold was writing out three checks and closing the envelopes when he heard a crash from the kitchen."You Ok, honey?""Just a minute, Dad."He heard the noise of cleaning up and went to look in on his only child. She was bending over, cleaning up a broken plate. She was still wearing her bathing suit, demurely covered with a nice coverup, which was almost covering her head as she bent over. Her bikini was stretched tight across her tail, exposing those succulent cheeks."God, I'm sorry Dad. I was trying to juggle too many plates, I was in a hurry to get everything put away, and I just lost one. I hope you're not too mad," Heather explained, standing with the dustpan and brush in her hand. She dumped the dustpan in the garbage, and straightened her coverup, hiding the treasure underneath."No, but I still think you'll have to be punished, to learn to be more careful," Harold said, trying to hide the eagern

Harold sat in the middle of the couch and his only child laid across his lap. She hung one leg off the couch, as the other stretched along the length of it, spreading her legs wide open.Harold spanked her diligently, more forcefully then he had been lately. "I've got to really make sure you remember dear. The phone is your lifeline to me. You need to have it available." His first dozen strokes traumatized her tender cheeks. This was unlike her previous spankings."Oh, Daddy, please, not so hard, it hurts!" Heather cried out, the sound of his open hand smacking her fair skin echoing off the walls. She kept reaching back to cover her butt with her hands, and he grabbed them, crossed their wrists, and held them tight while he smacked her even harder."If you fight me, it just gets worse," Harold warned her.Harold eased back, admiring his handiwork, her ass nice and pink. He took his time, smacking her firmly now and then, but in between caressing her ass and squeezing it. His blows wer

Moments after she was climbing off of his lap, Heather was taking her place. She had dropped her bikini bottoms as well.Harold didn't try to argue the point, he just lit into his daughter's bare bottom, wrenching moans and cries out of her in a series of hard and soft slaps that could be clearly heard across the house."Not too hard, Mr. Payne," Lynn said softly, now clinging to his side and watching her best friend's ass get blistered.He worked at it, brazenly making his daughter come from his ministrations, his fingers buried deep within her pussy, while Lynn took it all in, giving advice now and then."Harder now, Mr. Payne, shove it in her harder," Lynn gasped while her hands ran over his body.When Heather came, screaming, Lynn leaned over and slapped her ass hard, leaving a bright white, then red handprint.Heather finally slid off of his lap, gasping and moaning. "Jesus Daddy! That was hard."Lynn stretched out on his lap again, "Just a bit more, Mr. Payne. To make sure I und

Then he pulled the other straight back chair directly in front of Harold's. He sat down and summoned Heather over, who was naked except her panties."That's fine, you can leave them on for now. Come here."She slowly moved beside him, and then under his guidance, leaned across his lap."Please, Mr. Davis. Please, don't do this," she said softly.Jeff ignored her. "How does it feel, eh, Harold." He patted Heather's scantily clad bottom, "How about this?" He gave her a half-hearted smack, eliciting a small cry. "How do you like it now?"When Harold turned to look away, Jeff barked at his daughter. "Stand behind him and make sure he doesn't look away."Lynn placed herself behind Mr. Payne, put her hands on each of his cheeks, and guided his gaze back upon his daughter.Jeff was ostentatiously caressing Heather's butt, "Nope this isn't quite right is it? What's wrong? Oh yeah!" He grabbed Heather's underwear and pulled them down her legs, exposing her ass. "Now this is more like it, isn't