Daddy Knows Best

Disclaimer: this is a fantasy – take it as such. THANKS!


I woke up, hearing the shower turn on. Hmmm, I guess it’s Daddy getting in the shower to get ready for work. I smile to myself, rolling over onto my tummy in an attempt to go back to sleep. Winter break is always so long & there’s nothing to do during the day, it’s too cold outside. Mom wouldn’t let me get my drivers permit, so I couldn’t even drive to my friends house.

Being a teenager sucks!

I can hear Daddy humming to himself in the shower. Suddenly, the sound of the water makes me squirm. “oh dangit, I have to pee” – I get out of bed & pace around my room..we only have 1 bathroom..daddy wouldn’t like me to walk in while he was showering, anyways..he prolly locked the door. I HAVE TO GO SO BAD!!! Walking as quietly as possible, I sneak down the hallway towards the bathroom. I can see steam coming from under the door, Daddy always takes super super hot showers. As i get closer, my anxiety builds, making me have to pee even more!! I try the knob of the bathroom door, it’s unlocked!!! I sneak in, pausing to hear you sing lyrics from the song you must have been humming..

“You’re my girl.you’re my girl, you’re my girl.
Baby doll, baby, baby, hold me tight.
Be mine tonight, say it’s alright.
And I will never, ever let you go, oh…”

Trying to be as quiet as possible, I slink over to the toilet & pull down my panties. Just as I’m about to pee, the shower turns off. I freeze in complete fear, not wanting to get caught with my pants down during Daddy’s shower. Being a naive teenager, I just clenched my eyes closed & held my breath..hoping that I’d be invisible in all the hot steam from the shower

I was wrong.

The shower curtain whooshed open, so did my eyes. Daddy stood there, wiping the water from his face. Still unaware that I was sitting on the toilet, painfully holding my pee and staring at him. The towel finally came off of his face…that’s when he noticed me & quickly covered himself. “Kristin, what the hell are you doing in here?!!” he questioned. I just looked down at my panties on the floor & back up. “Daddy, I’m sorry..I had to pee so bad & I was trying to be quiet..please don’t be mad at me, i’m so sorry.” He glared at me, noticing my panties around my ankles & looked back into my eyes that were filling with tears of embarrassment…”Kristin, this can’t happen again, you understand? I think Daddy needs to teach you a lesson about privacy & patience..”

“a..a lesson Daddy?” I managed to squeak out. It was so hard to focus, my bladder was so full, it felt as if it would burst any second and I’d have to look away so daddy wouldn’t see me cry..He looked at me, then to the toilet “Yes, babygirl. A lesson. First though, you should really relieve yourself. I’d hate for you to get a bladder infection from holding your pee” I looked down in embarrassment, trying not to cry & unclenched my bladder, unleashing a torrent of urine into the toilet.

When I was finished, i reached for the toilet paper.