Chapter 6

When Renee woke up the next morning she grimaced at the taste in her mouth and hurried to the bathroom to brush her teeth. She examined herself in the mirror as she primped for the day. "Well if Daddy thinks I'm pretty hot stuff I guess I must be," she thought to herself. She shivered as she looked at herself in the mirror and thought back to the nasty things she had done and in anticipation of the promise her father had made that he would be fucking her.

She went back into her room and picked out her clothes for the day. Opening up the drawer to get out a bra she saw the collar her father had picked out for her. She picked it up for a few seconds and held it against her throat looking at herself in the mirror. She shivered again thinking about her father's voice and how commanding he had been yesterday. She suddenly remembered that he had said something about punishing her. With Coco's owners calling he had probably let it slip his mind. She wondered whether she should remind him. Would she get in more trouble if she didn't or had he forgotten it? A sudden picture of herself laying across her daddy's lap and being spanked sent an even bigger chill down her spine. But she realized that it was not just fear that made her shake but also some excitement.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on her door and her mother's voice calling her down to breakfast. Hurriedly the young girl grabbed a bra and buried the collar beneath several pair of panties and closed the drawer.

She thought how lucky she was that her mother had not just opened up the door and barged in. It had happened in the past at some embarrassing moments but somehow she thought the consequences this time would have been far worse ... Renee dressed quickly and headed to the kitchen. Her mom looked up from the table and smiled at her. "Food's ready dear. Eat it up. It's almost time for you to go catch your bus. Did you get your homework done yesterday?"

Renee pulled out a chair and sat down to a plate of pancakes. She spread some butter and poured some syrup. "Yes ma'am," she told her mother flashing back to the day before when her father had her doing her homework while matter-of-factly detailing his plans for her later that evening. She took a bite of pancakes and chewed.

She felt a little shiver run up her back as she thought about the day ahead. School was going to feel strange knowing that when she came home that it was going to be to her daddy's hard cock. She felt her nipples tighten up underneath her bra. "Are you ok dear? You look a little flushed," her mother observed.

Renee swallowed the mouthful of pancakes and replied. "I'm fine mom. I was just thinking."

Her mother smiled. "Were you thinking about some boy?"

Renee felt her face flushing bright red "Mo--om!" she yelped.

Her mother laughed. "It's ok dear. There's nothing wrong with being a little boy crazy at your age. Just so long as you behave yourself like a lady should and don't do anything ... silly like going off alone with any of them." She gave her daughter a crafty look. "You haven't been doing that have you?"

Renee shook her head no vigorously. "No mom, I've been good."

Her mother adopted a skeptical look. "Methinks thou doth protest too much," she observed.

Renee sighed. "Oh Mom! When would I even have time to do anything. You're here in the mornings and Daddy is home when I get home." A memory of daddy's cock in her mouth the night before flashed through her mind but she pushed it down for the moment. She crossed her hand in front of her chest. "Cross my heart."

Her mother looked relieved and reached out to pat Renee's hand. "I hope you don't think of me and your father as being overprotective dear, it's just that there are lots of dangers for a pretty young girl like you out there. And (her voice dropped almost to a whisper) sex is something every boy you meet is going to have on his mind no matter how sweetly he talks or acts."

"It's something every girl things about too," Renee thought to herself

But she kept silent knowing that would open the door for one of her mother's lectures. She flushed with embarrassment remembering the last time she had undergone the ordeal of a mother/daughter 'talk' with her mother which consisted of her mom telling her all the horrible things that men wanted to do to young girls and how careful she had to be to keep herself pure. "Sheesh, no wonder Dad wants to fuck me," she thought to herself. Then she smiled to herself and thought, "No. I bet he'd want to fuck me even if Mom wasn't such a prude."

She looked up at the clock on the wall. "Oh, I need to leave if I'm going to catch the bus," she said cutting her mother off before she could really get started.

She jumped up from the table and started to grab her plate and put it in the dishwasher. "Just leave that and I'll take care of it," her mother said.

"Thanks, mom," Renee said and bent over and gave her mom a hug. She dashed to the living room and grabbed her backback and was out the door in a flash. She rushed down the street hoping that the bus wasn't early. Rounding the corner she saw it still a few blocks down from her stop. Still she started running to make sure she could make it. She arrived at her stop just a few seconds before the bus pulled up.

The door opened up and Renee started up the steps. "I saw you running," Mr. Davis, the bus driver said. "I would have waited."

He gave the young girl a smile that was mostly leer. Renee didn't respond but quickly headed back to her regular seat by Lisa. Passing by Todd she noticed him looking at her again. Part of her felt warmed by his attentions while a bigger part suddenly noticed how small he was compared to her dad. She sat down next to Lisa and grinned at her. Lisa grinned back and leaned in. Renee leaned her head in as well. The girls had long been in the habit of huddling close and whispering secrets to each other. "Did you see the way Todd was looking at you?," Lisa whispered excitedly.

Renee forced a smile on her face. "I sure did. Did you see Mr. Davis?"

Lisa snorted. "Oh god, that old perv. I swear he looks at all the girls and he's old enough to be everyone's grandfather." She leaned in even closer, "I hear that he touched Shelly Parker's boob last year."

"No! If he had done that he'd be fired."

"It's true!" Lisa crossed her heart. "I heard that he claimed it was all an accident, that he only touched her by mistake, and that the union kept him from getting fired. But Shelly swears up and down that he did it completely on purpose. My mom says that if he does something like that to me to scream as loud as I can and then they'll take him off to prison." She giggled. "Of course if it was Mr. Taylor I wouldn't scream." She gave a small shiver of delight.

"Lisa!" Renee looked at her in feigned shock.

"Oh like you wouldn't let him feel you up too," Lisa said with a grin. "Him or Todd."

Renee swallowed. Their English teacher had been an object of several of her fantasies and of course, as her best friend Lisa knew that. "Yeah," she said but even if one of us did let him, he'd still go to jail. You remember that stupid lecture they made all us girls go to last year."

"Only if someone found out about it, silly," Lisa sniffed. "I know that I'd keep it a secret. That way me and Mr. Taylor could have lots and lots of SEX." She giggled loudly enough to cause some of the other kids on the bus to turn their heads.

Renee felt her face turning red. "Well it's not going to happen though is it?

Lisa sighed. "No, I suppose not. Mr. Taylor would never be allowed to tutor a girl all by himself. Suddenly she got an evil look on her face. "Now maybe one of these days when I spend the night at your house your dad..."

"Lisa stop!" Renee sputtered although she had been halfway expecting it. And then because she knew how the conversation was supposed to go she said, "That's gross," even as a fluttering filled her stomach.

"Oh come on, you're dad's a stud." Lisa teased her. "Not like my ugly, fattie daddy."

"That's still gross," Renee retorted, though only half as forcefully as she would have done just a few days before. Now though memories of her father's hard cock in her mouth kept her from objecting as strongly as she might have.

Fortunately Lisa was too engrossed in another tidbit of information that she wanted to share to notice her friend's odd behavior. She leaned in even closer, "Guess who I caught smelling my panties last night?"

Renee's jaw dropped. "Michael?"

Lisa nodded. "I walked into the laundry room and there he was with a pair of my panties in his hand right up in his nose. Of course he claimed he was just moving them while looking for something of his own but we both knew he was lying."