Daddys Little Secret: A BDSM Threesome Gone Wrong

“I could have sworn that I brought the key too! Keep looking Will! Emily can’t find us like this!”

There was real terror in Sarah’s voice, something I’d never heard before. To be perfectly honest, I was just as scared. We had both been shocked by Emily’s early arrival, and had been in the middle of some things we’d rather her not see.

Even as I frantically scanned the room for the handcuff key, and jumped up and down in a vain attempt to get my pants back on, I couldn’t help but take in the sight of Sarah naked, sweaty, spread-eagled and wriggling delightfully, handcuffed to her bed. Her rapid breathing caused her beautiful pert breasts to move in wonderful little arcs. If my dick wasn’t already rock solid, it would be hardening at the sight of her.

I wanted nothing so much as to rip off my constricting boxers, and plunge right back into Sarah. Unfortunately, it was looking like explaining would be hard enough without Emily walking in on me fucking her chained up adopted daughter.

I managed to secure my pants, and while I grabbed my shirt and awkwardly attempted to get it over my head, I began to run around the room, checking all the likely spots for the key. I turned up a blank. The key was nowhere to be found.

Emily called for us to come down and greet her, more insistent this time. There was nothing for it, I had to go greet so she didn’t come looking for us.

“I can’t find it! It’s not here!”

Panic was spilling into my whisper as well. Sarah’s eyes widened.

“What are we going to do?”

Sarah wasn’t even making an effort to hide how scared she was. Her face was white as death. Almost as if she was sick… As if she was sick! That was it. Grabbing the blanket from where it had fallen on the floor in our earlier excitement, I quickly threw it over Sarah, doing my best to cover up the handcuffs that bound her to the bed, and her naked body. With her pale sweaty face and the comforter covering her nakedness and most of the evidence of bondage, she might just pass cursory inspection.

“Play sick! It’s our only chance! If it’s not in here, where would the key be?”

Sarah still looked scared, but now she seemed determined as well.

“The playroom, in the largest chest. There’s always a master key there.”

“Then hold tight, I’ll cover for you, and get you out as soon as I can!”

I shot her one last reassuring glance, turned off the lights and then raced down to meet Emily at the door.

Emily had several suitcases, and she looked impatient. No doubt she’d been expecting us to greet her right away, and wasn’t impressed that we hadn’t been there to help her.

“I’m sorry I took so long Emily. Sarah’s started to feel a bit sick, and I was keeping her company in her room.”

My flimsy cover story spilled out in a rush. I didn’t sound very convincing, but maternal instincts must have saved me, because Emily immediately looked concerned.

“Why didn’t you two call me when she got sick? How bad is she?”

“Don’t worry. She’s just feeling a bit feverish, and she has a small headache. We didn’t think it was bad enough to call you about.”

I was amazed Emily couldn’t see through my pathetic lies. Cleary worry for Sarah’s health was making her overlook everything else. Her genuine love and concern for her daughter made me feel terrible for abusing her trust like this, but in this case the truth wasn’t really an option.

“William, could you please bring these suitcases to my room, while I check in on Sarah?”

Seeing no choice but to agree, I grabbed the suitcases, and followed right behind Emily as she climbed up the stairs to Sarah’s room. I saw her opening the door just as I rounded the corner and stepped out of sight.

Now it was in Sarah’s hands. With the light off, she might be able to bluff Emily into staying too far away to notice the cuffs. If she did notice, I knew that I was probably screwed. Sarah could say that it was all me, and then I’d be kicked out for sure, and lucky to avoid jail. I loved Sarah, and hoped she wouldn’t do that, but would she really risk everything she had and tell Emily the whole truth if she was discovered? I couldn’t even really blame her if she threw me under the bus, because I wasn’t sure that I would be brave enough not to if our situations were reversed.

I had made it to Emily’s room, and laid the suitcases on her bed when I heard her call my name. She didn’t sound angry like I feared. She sounded more… mildly annoyed? Had she discovered us, or was there something else?

Walking back down the stair was terrifying, and I almost fled at the sight of Sarah’s closed door. Gathering what little courage I had, I knocked quietly.

Emily pulled the door open. Behind her I saw Sarah’s naked body clearly on display. My heart sank. Emily glared at me.

“What were you thinking?”

She sounded pretty annoyed. Not as angry as I feared, but still far more annoyed than I felt even remotely comfortable with. Sarah must have at least told her that it wasn’t as bad as it looked like. So, she didn’t think I was a rapist. Maybe the situation was salvageable!

“I’m sorry, I was just so confused and she wanted to and it felt so good and…”

My excuses were a hideous jumble, as I desperately sought something that would stop Emily from hating me.

“Not the sex you goofball. We’ll talk about that in a minute. You lied to me about Sarah being sick! I was really worried!”

Now I was confused, and it must have shown on my face.

“You and Sarah both made mistakes today. Sarah for getting you to lock her up without making sure she had a fast way out, and you for lying about her being sick. I’m also a bit annoyed at Sarah for having sex with you while I was gone, and rushing it so much. She should have taken it more slowly, and talked it over with me first. I think she took some serious advantage of you. You’re both going to be punished, but she’s going to get the worst of it.”

I tried to thank Emily, apologize to her, and assure her that if Sarah took advantage of me, I had certainly wanted to be taken advantage of. It was even less coherent than my attempts at explanation. Over the rushing sound that relief made in my ears, I heard Sarah making similar claims.

“Very well, I will accept both of your apologies and consider this completely forgiven, as soon as you’ve served your punishments. William, I would like you take off your clothes. I will return to administer punishment to both of you in just a minute. I need to grab some things from my room.”

Emily brushed past me, and I let out a sigh of relief. While the punishment sounded ominous, I had dodged the largest bullet. I sat down on the bed, next to Sarah, and began removing my clothes.

“What does she mean by punishments? What will she do to us?”

“She’ll probably spank you. Me, I’ll probably get a bit more than just a spanking. It won’t be fun, but once it’s over and she’s decided we’re forgiven, she’ll probably have us fuck while she watches. So at least we’ll have something to look forward too.”

“She’s done this before?”

“I told you, she taught me how to masturbate. What I didn’t mention is that I was terribly shy about it. When she used to spank me, she’d make me masturbate after. To show that I was forgiven, and to help with the pain, she’d say. I believe that she meant both of those things, but it was also the final part of the punishment. She’d do it right along next to me, and I think it made her really hot; she enjoyed watching.”

I was completely out of my clothes, so I grabbed one of Sarah’s hands and held it tightly. It was clammy with sweat. She squeezed back hard.

“That sounds… disturbing.”

“It wasn’t that bad. I had had some dark things done to me, and in a way, even if it wasn’t entirely right of her to do, it helped me cope, and take things back under my control. It made me more confident in my sexuality. So while I didn’t always enjoy it, I can appreciate what it did for me.”

Further conversation was forestalled by the return of Emily. She had changed into a loose robe, and held a couple of clamps and a tube of lube in one hand. In the other she had a paddle, and the master key for the handcuffs. She eyed my naked body, and nodded approvingly at my erect cock. Even in all the excitement, it hadn’t really gone down, and the sight of Sarah helpless and nude had quickly got it back up.

Ignoring me temporarily, she went straight to Sarah, and put one of the clamps on each her nipples. Sarah whimpered a bit, but other than that stayed silent.

“Since William is ultimately in this position because of you, you will wear those until he completes his punishment. William, please get on the bed, and go on all fours above Sarah. I want your ass facing towards me.”

I spared another look at the paddle, and then did as she said. I heard her set something down on the bedside table (I assumed it was the lube and key), and then heard her voice from behind me.

“You will count out the strikes as I give them clearly and loudly. After every ten strikes, you will thank me. Once you have thanked me five times, I will consider you forgiven.”

I nodded, even though she probably couldn’t see my head from her angle, then braced myself for her strike.

It didn’t come. I waited for what had to have been thirty seconds, and she didn’t begin spanking me. Beneath me, I heard Sarah writhe and whimper. Obvious she was not enjoying the nipple clamps. I began to relax, thinking this was all some sort of weird game. I should have realized that Emily was smarter than that.

The paddle hit my ass just as I stopped expecting it, and the surprise of it was almost worse than the pain. I yelped, instead of counting one. She hit me again, hard on the other cheek before I had a chance to brace again.

This time I had the presence of mind to call out two. I was rewarded with three very hard raps, alternating across my ass cheeks.

“If you don’t call it out, it doesn’t count. Start from one!”

She hit me again, hard on my now tender behind, and I managed to stifle out a muffled “one”.

The first ten were the worst because I didn’t know what to expect. She alternated cheeks, and would sometimes wait a few seconds, just to see me tense with anticipation. Somehow, I managed to thank her at

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