F4F, mommy caught me coming home late at night from a party.

You told me not to go to parties, to stop coming home late. I never expected to see you waiting for me to return, so intently, my heart skipped a beat as I saw you staring at me, through me, with your terrifying green eyes, framed with your long ginger hair. I'm only nineteen, not old enough for much, and certainly not fit for parties, according to you. Yet I still set off, thinking my plans completely watertight, but now my ship has throughly sunk, with your icy glare. Its almost as if you can see the indecent acts I performed with all the boys at the party, the dried cumstains on my black lace dress, which clings onto my short, B-cup body, and tightly hugs my ass. The dress is so short, you can almost see my black, lace panties, to match my dress, it all goes so well with my light brown, long hair. It seems almost as if you are staring at your own daughter's body with lust, but i'm too drunk to tell. My clouded mind cannot come up with any quick witted escape from the beast staring me down.

I try to think of how to break this icy silence, but no words come to mind, I have no excuse for this again. I resign myself to punishment, awaiting your first words.

(Thanks for reading, PM me if interested for a roleplay or if you want to chat about the scenario.)