John got out of his car in the driveway and stretched the stiffness out of his back. It had been a long day at the office and he was tired, sore, and in a more irritable state than he liked when coming home. His girls were sweet, sensitive little things, and it was hard on them when his mood was foul. He always made a great effort to keep his composure, so to that end, he took a deep breath as he shut the car door and attempted to soothe his stressed mindset with positive thoughts. He was a lucky man after all, and with a little luck he would walk inside to find everything in order, and his girls very happy to see him as they usually were. Then, he told himself as he walked up to the front door, the stress would melt away and he could relax.
He felt better as he opened the door and put his keys on the hook. He looked up and saw his girls were both kneeling in the living room about twenty feet from him. They held hands and their heads were lowered. They did not say anything or look up at him. His temper threatened to well up for an instant, but he held his composure. It was clear this would not be a light-hearted, R&R type of evening, but he resolved to be calm. At least until he knew what was going on.
He stayed where he was for a moment, thinking and letting himself enjoy the view he had. They were both fully exposed and he was always struck by their beauty, not to mention his good fortune.
Julia was slender and tall for a 20-year-old girl. her stomach was flat, and her breasts were full and firm C cups. He loved her perky little nipples with small, subtle areolas. Her rose-red hair flowed down to her mid-back, thin locks lay down her front on either side of those magnificent globes, accentuating them nicely.
Hannah was shorter by about eight inches and the youngest at just 18 years old. Her 4'9" height combined with her tiny waist made her look fragile and so damn adorable that he could hardly stand it when she would pout at him. Her breasts were B cups, and just as cute as the rest of her. She wore her hair a little shorter too, and it stopped just above her breasts. She loved to experiment with her hair and this month she had achieved a gorgeous combination of red, blue, and purple highlights. He loved the way it accentuated her already beautifully silky blonde tresses.
John felt his need twitch in his pants as he gazed at them for a long moment, letting their nerves build as well as composing himself. It was clear something had happened today which he would not be happy about, but what? He walked up to where they knelt until he was mere inches from them. They knew what was expected of them and looked up at him to greet him, but he had his finger against his lips when they met eyes, and they knew to remain silent.
He again gave himself a moment to enjoy the beauty that was his. He gazed into Hannah's eyes first because he knew she would be the most nervous. He found her pretty green eyes were full of trepidation as he had expected. But what told him the most was the moisture in her eyes. She had not shed a tear yet, but she was not far from doing so. His heart ached for her, and he lightly caressed her cheek. Whatever had happened, he would make sure she was properly cared for once the situation had been dealt with.
He then met Julia's eyes, and again as he expected she was harder to read. He could see the worry in those bright blue eyes. She was older than Hannah and had more control of her emotions, though he knew her well enough to know that though she was stoic, she needed tender care just as much as Hannah. He ran his fingers through her smooth hair, petting her head as he did so.
After a few moments of studying their faces, he began to walk in a slow circle around them. He knew that they were worried, and had therefore been very naughty somehow, so he was worried they might have been hurt. Their well being was his biggest rule and they both knew from experience that any time they were reckless or unsafe, he would react severely. So as he walked around them, he carefully examined every inch of them, looking for bruises or cuts or band-aids. To his relief he found nothing. As he came back around to face them he finally spoke with a stern tone. "It's clear you girls have some explaining to do this evening. So then, please tell me about your day. I'm eager to hear the story of how you two decided to greet me like this today."
He resisted the urge to smile as the two girls glanced at each other nervously and kept the hard look on his face. Hannah ceded the lead to Julia with a reluctant nod and Hannah took a deep breath, "Sir, sissy and I were playing in the poolhouse today....but we had forgotten our towels before we went in.. so.. well... we had to run back to our bedrooms wet and naked....", she trailed off knowing what was next.
At which point John said, "So, two rules so far and you have only just begun your story. Hannah, tell me the rules about the poolhouse."
Hannah gulped and said in a shaky voice, "Swimming in the nude is not allowed unless you give us permission Sir. And no tracking pool water in the main house."
John nodded and continued, "Right you are my dear girl. Now then, I hardly think that is the end of it. Continue ladies." John folded his arms as he watched the girls exchange glances again. Those two rules were minor and he knew if that were the whole story they would not be nearly so nervous right now.
Julia continued reluctantly, "We were excited, Sir. We had a great time in the pool together and we were both full of energy, so we decided to race to the bedrooms. But when we were half-way there, we got tangled up with each other and slipped. My hip bumped into your office door Sir, and it flung open. The breeze from it flung several papers off your desk and onto the floor... I'm so sorry Sir, I never meant for that to happen."
John stood very still. As Hannah cut in too. the tears in her eyes now very close to spilling over onto her cheeks. "It was my fault, Sir. I was trying to push past her. I made us fall. I'm so sorry!"
John was trying to think about what had been on his desk as he fought to remain calm. The financial analysis for next month's meeting with the CEO. Those papers had been arranged in a very specific order. That was going to be one hell of a headache. He took a deep breath and resolved to focus on the task at hand. "Julia, I get the feeling there is more to the story. Please continue."
They both gave him a shocked look because he had not pointed out the rules they had broken before asking them to continue. He was nothing if not consistent, and he saw that his breaking from the usual procedure only made them both much more nervous. Julia continued, "Well Sir...we uh...we sort of...panicked. We saw the papers flying and rushed in to save them." John's stomach tightened as she continued. "We started grabbing papers to put them back without thinking about the fact that we were still wet. An-"
John put up his hand and Julia quit speaking. "I want you both in position in the corner right now." With that, he turned towards his office. He needed to assess the situation himself, and give himself time to calm down. He knew they would do as they were told. He got to his office and found small puddles of water on the floor, there was water on the desk, and several papers were wet. His neat stacks were shuffled and mismatched. He found that he would need to reprint all the wet data sheets, as well as do a good deal of reorganizing. It would set him back a week at least. He stayed in his office just thinking for thirty minutes.
He kicked himself for not locking his office door. That had been the real mistake here. Worse was the fact he knew the girls did not see it that way. They had been very naughty, yes, but he had not locked the door. The only upside was that it made it easier to control his temper, because he could not really be mad at them, or at least not as mad as they expected him to be. Still, if they had followed his rules this would not have happened and they are not children. It was a mistake to not lock the office, but he should not have to just to keep his work undisturbed. He may not be mad at them, but this needed to be dealt with, severely. It could not happen again.
Now it was time for their punishment, so he walked back to the living room and found his girls standing in the corner. Their legs were spread wide, and their hands rested on their heads. He spoke in a deep, assertive tone.
"Turn around girls," he commanded. They both turned quickly but kept their pose. John said, "Is there anything else you girls wish to say before I deal with your blatant disregard for my rules?"
They looked at each other and Hannah said, "We're so sorry Sir, and we know we deserve to be severely punished."
John folded his arms and said, "Well I'm glad we agree. You can be sure you're both going to get exactly what you have earned. Now, both of you come with me." He led the girls through the house to his bedroom, then shut the door once they were inside and told them both in a stern voice. "Kneel girls." They immediately dropped to their knees, both of them looking nervous. "You girls know my rules and you chose to break several of them today. You know how I deal with naughty girls in this house, so I expect both of you to give me no trouble during your punishment. Is that clear young ladies?"
As he was talking he was opening the closet door and pulling out a small cart with a sheet over the top. He pulled back the sheet to reveal the assortment of implements and other tools on the cart at about the same time as he finished speaking. The girls were looking at the collection nervously as they said in unison, "Yes Sir."