First Day

Finally, the last bell rang, and I rushed out of class. The catcalls couldn't slow me down. I didn't even stop at my locker. I went straight outside and stood by the street, where my Dad had dropped me off that morning. Cars honked at me, and parents - some of them concerned, others appalled - shouted in my direction, but I ignored them all. The throng of students began pouring out the front of the building, and their insults just added to the din. I was concentrating on the street right in front of me, waiting for my Dad's familiar car to pull up.



Katie found me, and came up to stand beside me. I think she wanted to say something, to console me, but I guess she couldn't think of anything useful to say. Neither could I, so we just stood there, until my Dad's car finally pulled up. He greeted me, but I didn't say anything. I just got in the car.



"How was your day, honey?"



I didn't respond. I didn't even look at him.



"Did you do everything the principal asked you to?"



I nodded an affirmation.



"Good girl. You look really hot standing there naked in front of your school. Look, Daddy's hard." He rubbed the crotch of his pants. I didn't budge. "If you do one more thing for me, sweetheart, I'll take you home and pleasure you as much as you want for being such an obedient girl today, on your first day of school."



I looked at him then, curious only as to what his final request would be. For me to stand outside the car and masturbate myself in front of the whole school? He smiled now that I was acknowledging his presence, and unzipped his fly.



"I want you to give me a blowjob while I drive you home."



At least it wasn't more humiliation.



He pulled his erect cock through the opening of his fly. It stood straight up, resting against the bottom of the steering wheel, and pulsed as I looked at it.



"If you can make Daddy come before we pull into our driveway, I'll give you your reward. But be careful, I don't want my nice pants ruined - so you better swallow all of it. If I find even one stain drop on my pants, you're getting the paddle, understand?"



This was the way it always was with my Dad. I hated him when he punished me, but I knew that if I was a good girl and satisfied his demands, he would make sure I was happy and taken care of. So I always tried my best, even though he expected so much of me.



"Yes, Daddy, I understand."



"Good. You better get started."



I tucked my loose bangs behind my ear and leaned over, bringing my face down toward Dad's cock, as he shifted out of park, and steered the car down the road. Katie saw my head disappear below the dash, heading for my Dad's lap, and so did everyone else standing out on the sidewalk. I didn't care. Whatever happened, Dad would take care of me.



That's what was on my mind as I slipped my tongue over his shaft and took it into my mouth, reaching out with my hand to steady myself as the car rounded the first corner...