Family Business
Chapter 6
Preparing for a professional quality spanking porn shoot was quite an investment. Mike had to clear out the basement to turn it into a set. He also had to buy a lot more equipment. Money was tight, but he put a lot of it on credit with the hopes he would earn it all back soon.
His need to be certain of this was the reason he pushed Amy so hard. While he was waiting for equipment to be delivered, he subjected her to frequent spankings. She had become much better at taking them without moving out of position. It took a few times of actually following through on his threat to give her extra swats, but the lesson seemed to have stuck.
This morning, she was sleeping in rather late. After weeks of multiple spankings every day, he hadn't spanked her at all for the past three days, and he had a good reason why. Today was the day they would finally be ready to film.
He walked into her bedroom and gently shook her awake. "Good morning, Amy. Or I guess it's almost noon now. I need you to get your butt up."
Amy yawned and then kicked the sheet off her body. She was wearing a T-shirt and white cotton panties. She removed her panties and then got in the often used "head down, butt up" position. Mike laughed. She had apparently misinterpreted his words when he said "get your butt up". He had meant for her to get out of bed. He was pleased to see that she was this obedient though. It was also good to see that her butt was in perfect condition for filming.
"I meant for you to get out of bed," he said. "We start filming today. We're starting with a domestic father and daughter scene today. I want you to pick out a very slutty outfit, as if you're going to a club. I will be the outraged dad who doesn't want you going out like that. Meet me downstairs when you're dressed."
Mike made sure all the curtains were drawn downstairs. It was still daytime but he had to make it seem like it was night for this scene. He finished up the last minute touches to the living room to set the scene.
Amy was soon downstairs. As a father, Mike didn't approve of her outfit. But as a porn director, he loved it. She was wearing a ridiculously short miniskirt, G-string panties, a tube top with nipples visibly poking through the thin fabric, and open toe sandals.
Mike quickly went over the scene with Amy. He was sparse on details because he wanted it to flow somewhat naturally. When he was confident they were ready to proceed, he used his voice assistant software to activate the three cameras he had setup in the room as well as the microphone he was wearing under his shirt.
He sat on the couch pretending to read a book. Amy casually strolled by in front of him. "Bye, Dad!" she said cheerfully. Mike looked up and pretended to be shocked by her outfit.
"You're not going anywhere in that outfit!" he bellowed. He didn't have to pretend to be angry about the outfit. He genuinely didn't like to see her wearing that.
"Get your ass over here right now!" he said, pointing to a spot directly in front of him. Amy shuffled over to him and crossed her arms, looking defiant.
"You are not leaving the house looking like a hooker," he growled. "In fact, none of this belongs anywhere in your wardrobe. Take off every stitch of clothing right now. This is going straight into the trash."
"But dad!" she protested. "Can't I just change in my room?"
"You didn't seem to care about modesty a moment ago," he retorted. "You'll stand right here and remove ALL of your clothing!"
Amy scowled as she stripped naked. She quickly used an arm to cover her exposed breasts and put her other hand over her vulva to cover that as well. The real Amy wouldn't care, but this was a good performance for the role she was playing.
Mike held up her discarded G-string. "You KNOW this isn't allowed. You're getting a spanking for this." He grabbed her arm and pulled her over his lap.
He immediately began slapping her butt fast and hard. While she had taken plenty of spankings like this stoically, she was verbally reacting to the pain this time, as Mike had instructed her to do.
"Daddy! What are you doing? Stop please!" Her cries and protests were really helping to sell the illusion that this was a real punishment.
After several minutes of spanking, Mike paused. "This isn't enough. You need to really be taught a lesson." He reached to the side and grabbed a flat-backed wooden hairbrush he had conveniently placed on a nearby lamp table.
The difference the hairbrush made was immediately noticeable. It sounded much different than his hand, and the genuine cries of pain from Amy didn't have to be embellished at all.
As planned, Amy reached back with her right hand. Mike was ready for this. He grabbed her wrist with his left hand and continued steadily spanking her with the hairbrush in his right hand.
After a good spanking had been delivered, Mike helped her off his lap and gave her a consoling hug, making sure her butt was facing towards the camera in front.
He stopped filming. That ending shot would make an excellent stopping point at which point the screen would fade to black. They had done it. They had successfully filmed a high quality spanking video.
Mike wanted to celebrate, but he had more immediate matters to attend to. "Go get the ointment," be instructed Amy. It was time to tend to their most valuable asset.