Cory Chase's Humiliating Pee Punishment for Uncontrollable Farting
As I walked into my daughter Cory's room, I couldn't help but notice the distinct smell of stale laundry mixed with something else... farts. It seemed like she had a bad case of the flatulence while folding her clothes. I bit my tongue, trying not to laugh, but when she let out another loud one, I had to say something.
"Cory, are you okay?" I asked, trying to play it cool.
She cringed and turned red, looking away. "Sorry, Dad. I can't help it. They keep happening."
I sighed, knowing she was already mortified. She hates it when she can't control her bodily functions. But instead of letting her off the hook, I decided to give her a lesson she wouldn't forget. "Alright, let's see how long you can go without farting."
She agreed hesitantly, and we sat in silence for a few minutes. But soon enough, another one slipped out. I couldn't hold back my laughter any longer. "Looks like you need some extra motivation," I said, holding up a bottle of water. "Drink this."
She looked at me suspiciously but obediently took a sip. Within seconds, her face contorted in pain, and she let out a long, loud fart that echoed through the room. I couldn't believe it—the water had triggered her flatulence!
Feeling slightly cruel, I decided to push things further. "Why don't you stuff your panties into your mouth?" I suggested. "That might help."
She did as she was told, trying her best to muffle the sound of her embarrassing gas. But it was no use; she kept farting, and soon the room filled with the disgusting stench. I was getting frustrated with her inability to control herself. It was time for some tough love.
I grabbed her arm and pulled her onto the bed, pinning her down. "I think you need a more intense punishment," I said coldly.
She looked at me with fear in her eyes, knowing what was coming. I lifted up her skirt and began fucking her tight, young pussy. She moaned in pain mixed with pleasure, still trying to contain her farts with her panties in her mouth. After a few minutes of rough sex, I pulled out and gave her ass a good hard fucking as well.
Finally, satisfied that I'd made my point, I pulled out and left a huge load on her stomach. But this wasn't enough for me. I grabbed a nearby container and filled it with water, then brought it back over to the bed. "Open wide," I said, ready to give her one final humiliation.
She did as she was told, not daring to protest. I poured the water over her face, letting it drip down her body and into her eyes. She sputtered, trying to wipe the liquid away with her cum-covered hands. But that wasn't all—I lifted my cock again and aimed my piss straight at her face.
Cory closed her eyes tightly as I pissed all over her beautiful face and glasses, making sure every drop touched her skin. Finally, I pulled away and zipped up my pants, leaving her soaked in sweat, cum, and urine.
"Now do you understand?" I asked, a cruel smile spreading across my face.
My once innocent daughter was now a soaked mess, her hair plastered to her head, her clothes stained with our fluids. The taste of piss mixed with her own juices was all she could taste as she looked up at me in despair.
"Yes, Daddy," she whispered, her voice muffled by her panties. "I'll never forget this lesson."
