Take the spanking
From Create Your Own Story
Your face flushed with anger and embarrassment, you decided to comply with your father's wishes. He sat down on the bed and made you bend over his knee. Your panties were showing above the waistband of your jeans, you were sure, and your shirt wouldn't help cover them in this position. His hand cracked across your ass over and over, until you were sure your ass cheeks were as flushed as the cheeks on your face. He hit hard, enough to draw tears from you, but there was a part of you that also found it surprisingly arousing.
When he was finished, you were sore, humiliated, and hating yourself for being turned on. He left, taking your computer with him, and nothing was said about the incident for the rest of your visit home.
On the last day of your vacation before you had to go back to school, two big men appeared at the front door. Your father greeted them and invited them into the sitting room. He told you to come along, too. As you took a seat on one of the recliners, you noticed that the two men remained standing.
"I watched that show. The one you had been watching on your laptop," your father had said. Your felt your heart beat faster with panic. "These men are from Last Virgin Standing," he went on. "They'd like to have you as one of their contestants. What do you think?"
