..without Daddys permission?....bad lil girl." I feel His hand grab my throat and push me flat on my back. "Spread your legs now..." I obey, not sure ...f I was scared or aroused or both....".is my cunt wet?" His fingers roughly enter my tight cunt.....I gasp and try to squirm. "Don't you fuckin dare.....so wet and tight.....mmmmmm you to be punished slut......wheres my paddle?" He removes his fingers and lets go of my neck. I quickly crawl to the closet and find his paddle and bring it to Him in. My Father was a computer and business genius. Bill Gates may have gotten all the publicity, but there were many like him who went from rags to riches during the 80s and 90s. My Father was one of those who benefited financially, but kept under the radar screen. He was a very domineering man. One who knew what he wanted, and how to get it. He also crushed anyone foolish enough to stand in his way. By the time I was born he was a billionaire.My Mother, on the other hand, was a typical, rich man's. “You’re not sure yourself,” Anthe says, gaining the upper hand in the conversation.“No, I am not,” she admits. “But your father isn’t the problem here, it’s Trevor. I don’t really know the man, but he seems like an ass.”Anthe shoots her a mean look.Harper smiles simply and looks the girl over. Anthe always dresses seductively, but there are degrees to her dress. This morning she has chosen to dress more business-like with a tight black skirt, crisp white blouse covered by a business coat and. ‘Thanks,’ Matt replied. ‘What are you going to do now?’ Dianna asked. Matt shrugged. ‘I don’t know,’ he said. ‘My…my aunt and uncle…they want me to go and live in Seattle with them.’ Dianna felt a chill. ‘Oh, no! That would be awful!’ she said. ‘Tell me about it,’ Matt replied bitterly. ‘I have a half year of school left and all.’ ‘I hope you don’t have to move,’ she said. Matt nodded and said, ‘I’m not moving. No way!’ ‘Good, when are you coming back to school?’ she asked. ‘I don’t know,’ he.