“I like the idea of you wearing pretty lingerie. I can grab a knife and cut it off of you.” He smirked a little, knowing that it would make her squirm to think about that. Knives were fun, at least to threaten and to cut clothing off of her. Lexi had learned how to handle such things, and he had tried to teach her even more. “Oh, you absolutely knew that it was slutty. With your tits hanging out and your ass on full display. I bet you were thinking about one of those boys pulling you aside and fucking you. That’s all you think about, isn’t it. You just want a cock to sit inside of you.” Shaking his head, he grabbed hold of her hair. “Excuse me? Are you trying to blame me for not being there? How dare you, little slut. How dare you question me.” Reaching down her breast, he took hold of the nipple clamp and tugged on it slightly, just wanting to pull on her nipple. “Daddy will show you what happens to whores who don’t listen. You’re going to get a big punishment when we get home. I’m going to make sure that you know exactly what happens when you don’t listen.” They were getting closer to the house, and he soon pulled into the driveway. “You’re going to crawl out of this car, little one. You’re going to get on your hands and knees and crawl up to the door and into the house. Be thankful that I don’t make you suffer even more.” Getting out of the car himself, he quickly moved up and opened the door, glancing back at her. “Well? Come on, hurry up.”
Alexis gasped softly at the idea, “Ooh... I like that. Daddy can rip it off, too,” she giggled, “Does that mean we’ll go shopping for pretty lingerie, Daddy?” The thought of going shopping together did excite her, especially if he helped her try things on in the dressing room. Blushing at his words, she shifting in her seat, hissing softly at the soreness of her ass, “I really didn’t, Daddy. I thought I looked cute and that you’d like it. I’m sorry, Daddy,” her lower lip quivered, pouting, shaking her head, “No, no, I only think of Daddy’s cock inside me, using his pussy or - or mouth, I promise.” Wide eyes shot up over to him, shaking her head, “No! No, I didn’t mean that, Daddy... I...” she gasped, groaning out with the heady mixture of pain and pleasure in her nipple. It took her a moment to speak again, “I - I’m sorry, I’m not good with explaining, I - I... I’m a dumb little girl, right, Daddy?” she blushed, tears welling up in her eyes. “I just meant, I... I uhh... Daddy could teach me what to do... right?” she asked slowly, meekly. The tears were spilling again, hating that she screwed up and upset him, hurt him. It had her nodding, “Please punish me, Daddy, I’m so sorry,” she mumbled as they stopped in front of their home. Part of her wanted to glance around, see if anyone could see, but she didn’t do it. She wasn’t even sure if she cared. All she cared about was fixing things with him. Pushing the door open, it took her a moment to figure out the best way to crawl out of the car. Pulling her legs out, she knelt down on the ground, closing the door, then dropping to all fours. The tiny skirt didn’t quite cover her ass and her breasts hung down, the chain between the clamps swaying as she moved. Lexi moved as quickly as she could without scraping herself up, crawling right up into the house, pausing to wait for him to tell her what to do next.