The Brat

'No sir. It's not fair.' She sighed, knowing that for all his mocking, he was right.

'Ok. So, for your first lesson I think you should remove your clothing and bag up all your other clothes that you show a wanton disrespect for.' He said.

'But sir? You mean you want me to be naked?' she questioned.

'Yes Lily, I do. You don't respect your clothes so I am taking them all away from you until I think you have earnt the right to have them back.' He snapped, looking down at her. 'Now, remove your clothes.'

She started to remove her t-shirt, revealing a silky little black bra holding in those pert little breasts. As she unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them down, he could see that she was shifting uncomfortably. She settled on her knees in just her bra and a matching pair of panties.

'And the rest...' he snapped.

'But sir! My underwear too?' she questioned.

Bob lurched forward and grabbed her hair. Slowly leading her around the room, showing her at close hand all the dirty underwear deposited and strewn around the room, he bought her back to the centre.

'Yes you dirty little cow. Your underwear too! Look at it all, it's disgusting.' He snapped at her.

Now feeling completely ashamed, she slowly removed her bra allowing her breast to fall out. Attempting awkwardly to keep them as covered as possible while struggling to remove her panties, she fell onto her side.

Laughing at her, Bob stood over her and collected up her discarded underwear.

'There. Much better. Kneel.' He commanded, and she obeyed.

'Now, whilst kneeling I want you to place your hands on your head.' He said, and she obeyed.

'You will find yourself in this position a lot more if you keep questioning me. Do you understand?' he asked.

'Yes sir.' She replied.

'Good, now, back to the matter at hand. I would like you to explain to me why you took your mothers boots after she expressly told you not to.' He said.

'I don't know sir.' She replied.

'You don't know?' he mocked 'you don't know? There must be a reason mustn't there?' he said as he walked over to where the boots lie, thrown in the corner of the room.

'Errr, yes Sir. There must be. I suppose I like them. I wanted them to go with my outfit.' She answered.

'Well, seeing as you like them so much, you can put them on again. In fact, that is the only article of clothing that you will wear until I say otherwise.' He said, tossing them to her.

As she reached her legs out, he caught a glimpse of her pussy. Young and delicate, he could see the whispy red hair around her lips slightly protruding.

She extended her leg into the left boot, and pulled it snugly around her foot. She did like the way they felt. Repeating the process with the other boot, it snapped into place around her soft foot.

She knelt back resting on her mothers boots, while looking up at Bob who was stood in front of her, tall & stern with his arms crossed. He looked her up and down, a wry smile creeping across his lips.

'That's better. Now, I can see why you like them so much. They look good on you.' Bob remarked.

'Thank you sir.' Lily responded, feeling her cheeks burn red with embarrassment.

Pacing around the room, Lily knelt there not once taking her eyes off of her stepfather. Although she felt ashamed to be naked in front of Bob, she also felt a tingling within her.

'Right, I want this room cleared up and cleaned. And you will do it within one hour, is that clear?' Bob snapped at his stepdaughter, kneeling submissively in the centre of the room.

'Yes Sir.' Was all she could reply.

As Bob stood there, he watched as Lily started to shift around on her knees. Moving clothes, putting rubbish in a bag, tidying her drawers & putting her shoes and boots back into her closet. He noticed that she seemed to be losing her inhibitions about her nakedness as she busied herself with her given task.

After fifty five minutes, Lily resumed her position on her knees in the middle of the room.

Bob surveyed her efforts. All rubbish & mess had been put into waste bags, clothes had either been neatly folded & placed in drawers or in the dirty wash basket. Shoes & boots had been neatly arranged in the closet and the room had been vacuumed.

'Well done. That wasn't so hard no was it?' he asked.

'No Sir. It wasn't.' Lily replied, keeping her head bowed.

'Good. Now, I want you to carry on your efforts with the other rooms in the house, starting with mine & your mothers bedroom. You have a lot of ground to make up.' Bob said.

'Yes Sir. May I get dressed now Sir?' Lily asked.

'No, you may not. When you learn to appreciate clothes, and the importance of keeping them neat & tidy, I may allow you. But not until then.' Bob snapped back. 'Now, crawl out of here & into the next room.'

Lily looked sorry for herself, and started to creep towards the door on all fours. Bob watched her intently, naked but for her mothers cowboy boots. On the landing, Bob retrieved some cleaning items and bags from the utility cupboard.

As they entered the bedroom, he beckoned Lily to crawl into the centre of the room just next to the bed. He reach down and held out a hand to her, motioning her to take his hand. As he guided her up, he repositioned her so she was sat on the edge.

'Now, I want you to clean & dust this room. You need the practice. Afterwards, we are going to have a sort through of the drawers and closets. It's been something your mother has been meaning to do for a long time. I think she will appreciate your assistance.' He told her.

'Yes Sir.' Lily answered.

With that, she started to dust & polish items in the room. Again, Bob watched her like a hawk. Naked but for her mothers sexy boots. She seemed to be more at ease now, the way she nimbled around the room, swaying her hips as she walked, with her pert little breasts bouncing as she moved.

After about half an hour, she went back & sat on the edge of the bed.

Bob motioned her to her knees and stood over her.

'Well done. You have worked hard today. Let's see if you can keep it up shall we?' he said 'Now before we continue, I think we need a drink. But first, here is a little reward for your efforts' he continued, passing Lily a pair of whispy black panties.

'Yes Sir, thank you Sir' Lily answered reaching for the panties to put on, pleased that her work was appreciated. 'Perhaps this "Sir" business isn't too bad' she thought, although the nakedness felt weird. But, she did like wearing her mum's boots. They made her feel very sexy.

Sat at the kitchen table, Bob poured a couple of glasses of brandy. Sliding one over to Lily, he smiled.

'You deserve that. You've done well today. Far better than I thought you would.' He said.

'Thank you, sir.' She replied, taking a sip.

As they chatted, she could feel her insides warming. They finished the first glass, and Bob poured another straight away. After about half an hour, Lily could feel the effects of the brandy. She was even feeling slightly giggly.

'Right, lets carry on.' Bob announced, her up.

'Yes Sir.' Lily replied and stumbled to her feet.

Lily led the way, with Bob closely following. He watched as her sexy bottom wobbled ever so slightly, as her legs took strides in her chunky heeled boots. As they went up the stairs, he could almost smell her pussy as he leant forwards. They reached the bedroom, and she instinctively knelt in the centre.

'I want you to pull out all of the items in the walk-in closet and arrange them on the bed. Your mother has a list of items that she no longer wants, and we need to take them to the charity shop.' He told her.

'Yes Sir. Shall I start now?' Lily asked.

'Yes. I will sort these drawers out while you do the closet.' He replied.

As she strode across and opened the doors, Bob started to empty the contents of the drawer.

Lily pulled out all her mothers dresses and laid them on the bed. She sorted through the ones she knew her mother wanted to keep, and patched the ones on the list and placed them separately. Next she bent down to remove all of the shoes and boots, again placing on the bed. As the closet was now almost empty, Lily bent in to retrieve the remaining pair of shoes when she felt something at the back of the closet sitting in the darkness. It was a large wooden box, almost like a chest, tucked away in the back out of sight. She tugged on the side, and slid it out into the bedroom.

As she moved it next to the bed, she tried to lift the lid but it would not move. She tugged at the top, grabbing at the lid to try and remove it but it wouldn't budge.

As Bob glanced over, he saw Lily struggling with the box and a wry smile crept across his lips.

'That's your mothers stuff. I don't think she would want you poking around in there.' He said.

'But, Sir, you said I should sort all of mum's stuff out?' Lily said cheekily.

'I'm not so sure about that stuff. Let's concentrate on everything else first.' He said, smiling as if to egg her on a bit more.

'Yes Sir.' Lily replied, looking down at the box now wanting more than ever to find out the contents.

'Have you sorted out all the clothes?' he asked.

'Yes Sir. There is a pile which mummy listed there for the charity shop. The rest of these are to go back in. Now I only have the shoes to sort.' She replied.

'Good girl. Come on then.' He replied.

Together they sorted through all the shoes, making a small pile which were to be for the charity shop. The others were neatly arranged in the closet on one of the large shoe racks. Next they started sorting through the boots, with Lily taking a vested interest in the many different pairs – giggling along the way as the brandy had taken full affect on her now.

'I never knew mummy had this many pairs of boots Sir!' Lily exclaimed.

'Yes, I know – there are lots. But, your mother loves them. And, if you notice, there are none on the list for the charity shop. She wants to keep them all.' Bob replied.

'Oh she's so lucky. I'd love to have this many pairs.' Lily sighed.

'Well if you learnt to look after your shoes & boots, maybe you would learn to appreciate them more. All the while you show them a lack of respect, you're not having them are you?' he said.

'No Sir.' Lily agreed as she picked up a pair of knee high 4" stiletto black leather boots. She sat there cross legged, tenderly stroking them almost like a child stroking a cat.

'You like those ones don't you. You've been watching them for a while.' Bob said.

'Yes Sir, I do. Mummy is so lucky to have such sexy boots.

'So I'm guessing you would like to try them on then would you?' Bob suggested.

Instantly Lily's eyes lit up like candles as the words registered.

'Oh yes Sir! Can I?' she exclaimed.

'Well I'm not sure. What would your mother think of you sitting here naked in her room, trying all her sexy boots on in front of your stepfather?' Bob said with a grin on his face.

'Oh, please? I won't tell. And anyway, you're like a father to me! You've seen it all before!' she said, giggling mischievously. 'Haven't you Daddy?' she finished.

'Oh I see, it's like that is it? Daddy?' Bob laughed.

'Yes Daddy. I may as well call you that as you've been more of a father to me than anyone I've ever known! Do you mind?' she said.

'No, of course I don't mind.' Bob answered.

'So, Daddy, please can I try on mummy's sexy boots?' she purred.

'You can – if you pass one little test.' He said.

'Yes Sir!' Lily answered excitedly.

'I want you to show me how much you REALLY love these boots.' He said, as he bent down to pick one up. He zipped it up and put his hand into the toe so it wrapped it's shaft around his wrist up to his elbow. 'I want you here before me, and I want you to show me how much you like these boots. Lick them, kiss them, worship them and seduce them. And if I think you truly do love these boots, then I might just let you try them on!'

'Oh thank you sir!' she replied, almost jumping in excitement.

She leant forward and reached out with her hands to gently hold the boot between her fingers. Her head bent round so her face was along the side of the boot and she inhaled to feel the musky leather aroma shooting through her nostrils. Her long painted nails teasingly scraped along the underside of the boot while her tongue reached and gently touched the sole. Her lips slowly touched the soft black leather, and Bob watched as she lovingly rested her lips. Soothingly & lovingly, her lips brushed against the leather as she continued to inhale deeply. He could see that she was excited & turned on by the aroma, her nipples were erect and sticking out proudly to attention. Her fingers continued to gently molest the soft leather, while her lips ran the length of the boot to the toe. She cocked her head around so that her face was now looking at the other side of the boot as she continued to worship. She looked up at him while she ran her tongue down the length of the boot from the toe to the ankle, never taking her eyes off of him, those deep dark smoky eyes.

Her head ducked under the boot and she gently took the heel between her lips. Her teeth softly nibbling on the end, she then took the length of the stiletto into her mouth and started sucking. Bob was now shifting uncomfortably as this was clearly having an affect on him.

She moved her head around so that her face was against the back of the shaft, and her tongue traced the line of the seam from the ankle right to the top of the boot where Bob's arm was sticking out. She allowed her lips to brush onto his arm, making him jump slightly.

As she sank back onto her knees in front of him, she looked up at him and smiled submissively.

Bob looked down at her, grinning, and said 'So Lily, what do you have to say for yourself now. Do you think you have learnt a better appreciation for the things you have?'

'Oh yes Sir. I have.' She replied.

'And so, from now on you will show not only your things, but your mother and I a little more respect? He continued.

'Yes Daddy, I will.' She replied.

'And what is it that you want most of all now then as a little reward for your good behaviour?' he continued.

'If you will let me Daddy, I would like to try on Mummy's sexy boots.' She purred with excitement, not taking her eyes off of his once.

'You may Lily. But remember, for now this is between you and me.' He said.

'Oh yes, thank you daddy. Thank you.' She said, and sat up on her knees ready to claim her prize.

As Lily reached out to accept her mothers boots, her eyes grew wider & wider as the touch, smell and feel of the leather in her hands swept over her. She didn't rush to put them on, more savoured the moment. Her fingers delicately felt the cool soft shaft of the boot as she traced the outline to the heel. Her eyes glazed over as the touch swept through her making her tingle.

Shifting onto her bottom, she gently bent her knee and extended her foot – pushing her toes into the dark cavity of the boot. As her toes glided into position, she felt the leather wrap itself coolly around her foot. She slowly pressed with her ankle, and the rest of her foot popped into place. As she continued to softly manipulate the leather between her fingers, she pulled up on the boot as it moulded itself to her ankle & shin, rising up towards her knee.

Her fingers softly smoothed out any wrinkles or creases and she reached towards the zipper. Tugging with her fingers, she looked directly up into Bob's eyes as she pulled the zipper taught up to her knee.

As the zipper closed and the leather encased her leg, she couldn't help her eyes from rolling. She felt a pang of tingling shooting through her body like an electric surge.

She swiftly moved onto the other boot and repeated the process. Again, taking her time to savour every moment.

Finally encased in her mothers knee high stiletto boots, she stood up. As the 4 inches made her stand proud, she felt her calf muscles adjusting to the height. The accentuation gave her a more demeaning posture, forcing her to compensate her hips and back.

'How do they feel Lily?' Bob asked his step-daughter, smiling as he watched her.

'Fantastic Daddy. The way they cling to my legs, wrap themselves around my feet, they make me stand tall and feel amazing.' She replied, deliriously admiring the glistening leather now adorning her feet and legs.

'Parade for me.' Bob demanded.

'Yes Sir.' Lily answered, and began to take slow sauntering steps across the room.

As she walked, she instinctively felt her hips sway. Her whole body now swayed in the rhythm of her slow strides. Feeling her heels pointing down into the carpet as her body weight shifted, she couldn't help but feel incredibly sexy.

As Lily reached the far side of the room, she spun on her heels and returned to where her step-father was standing.

He was still admiring the way his wife's boots looked on this sexy little 18 year old. He noticed that her nipples were rock hard, pointing upwards at straining point. Her breasts shimmered ever so slightly with every step, and she swayed her hips in unison with her stride.

He also inhaled the strong aroma of flowing pussy juices.

As she reached her step-father, Lily instinctively returned to her knees in front of him.

'How does that feel now Lily?' he asked.

'Amazing Sir. I never knew quite how much it would affect me.' She answered, her eyes shining with excitement.

Bob reached down and put his finger under her chin, lifting her face eye and looking directly into her dark, smoky, sexy eyes.

'So you see now, the appreciation of things we care for and look after.' He said.

'Yes Sir.' She agreed excitedly.

'That's good. We will carry on the lessons but first, I am hungry.' He continued.

'Yes Sir. Me too Sir.' She agreed.

'Good. It's a bit late to cook now. Why don't I nip out and get us a Chinese take away. Now, find yourself something suitable to wear. And if you promise to be a good girl, I will let you keep your mothers boots on.' He said.

'Oh thank you daddy!' Lilly exclaimed, genuinely excited at the prospect of keeping these sexy boots wrapped securely around her feet.

About half an hour later, Bob returned with the food. He dished it up and called Lily as he made himself comfortable. Sat on the sofa in the living room with a beer, he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Lily glided into the room wearing a little denim skirt that barely covered her thighs and a tiny crop t-shirt that barely covered her breasts, and of course her mothers boots.

She walked over to the sofa and knelt in front of him.

'Is this suitable Daddy?' she asked him.

Bob looked down at her and smiled.

'Probably not if your mother was here with us, no!' he said, laughing. 'Come here' he finished, beckoning her to join him on the sofa.

'Eat your dinner, there's a good girl.' He said to her.

As they sat and ate, Bob noticed Lily shifting her legs. She couldn't help but keep glancing down admiring the way her mothers boots looked wrapped around her own legs. He had to admit to himself that she did wear them well.

After tea, they both washed and dried the dishes. As they stood in the kitchen, both step-father and daughter worked together to get everything cleaned up. Afterwards, Bob extended his hand out towards Lilly and pulled her close to him.

'You have done very well today Lily. It is so much better & nicer when you co-operate & do as you are told.' He said.

'Yes Sir. And thank you Daddy for helping me today. I don't know what I would have done without you.' She replied as she wrapped her arms around him, cuddling him tightly.

As they embraced, he felt her trace her hands up his back and her fingers teased his neck. He shivered as her nails softly scraped across his neck and onto the back of his ears.

'Do you remember that box in your mothers wardrobe?' he whispered.