The door creaked open, and in walked Jack, his stepdaughter's father. He had always been a bit of a creep, but ever since the divorce, he had taken it to a whole new level.
"I just wanted to say I'm sorry," he stammered, his eyes darting around the room.
His stepdaughter, Sarah, sat on her bed, smirking as she watched him fumble over his words. She had always been a strong and controlling woman, and she wasn't about to let him off the hook that easily.
"Oh, you're sorry?" she said, standing up and walking over to him. She looked him up and down with a playful insult. "Is that why you've been trying to grope me every chance you get?"
Jack's face turned red, and he looked down at the ground. Sarah couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at his discomfort.
"I-I didn't mean it," he stuttered.
Sarah rolled her eyes. "Save it for someone who cares, Jack. You're only making it worse for yourself."
She ordered him to strip, watching with amusement as he hesitantly obeyed. He got on all fours, his balls hanging down seductively. Sarah couldn't help but circle around him, admiring her handiwork from last week.
She decided to take things to the next level, grabbing a riding crop from her closet. She playfully tapped his balls with the crop, watching as they bounced back and forth.
"Is this what you like, Jack?" she asked, increasing the intensity. "A little pain with your pleasure?"
Jack whimpered in pain, but Sarah wasn't done yet. She stopped and leaned down to his ear, whispering that this was just the beginning.
She stood back up and resumed her assault, laughing as he begged for mercy. Eventually, she stopped, satisfied with her work.
"Get out of my room," she ordered, warning him that this would be a weekly occurrence if he ever tried to molest her again.
Jack left, crawling out of the room with a mixture of pain and arousal. Sarah smirked, already looking forward to next week's session.
"Ball buster, indeed," she thought to herself, feeling a sense of power and control that she had never experienced before.
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