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🕑 Added 2021-03-03 14:02:49 +0000 UTC One of my erotica writings Let me know if I should make a video acting it out or even reading it out loud “Look at me” Daddy says in his big mean voice. I was bad and I know it but I am not gonna give in just now and be good. I need to keep up my act. I am not a baby. “If this is the way you want to play” He says again as he walks over to me calmly and grabs my elbow. He drags me to the couch where he sits and then pulls me across his lap. “Daddy” I whine when he pulls my nightgown up to expose my pantieless bottom. “No. You earned this.” Daddy responds to my whining and protests. “You will be punished properly since you have been out of line for way too long.” Those words were scary. Punished properly? He hadn’t used more than a hand on me in a long time. “I am not going to make you count but I want you to think about why you are getting punished.” With that he begins using his hand on my bare bottom. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. The lecture begins. “I am disappointed in your behavior lately. You have been sassy, swearing, and staying up late. I should not have let you get this far.” He continues spanking me for what feels like forever but in reality is probably only another 6 or 7 minutes. “Get up and go grab the hairbrush.” Daddy says to me and I do as I say because I know he isn’t going to go easy on me. If he wants me to get the hairbrush and I resist, I risk getting the cane. I come back with the hairbrush and hand it over. Once handed over, Daddy brings me back over his lap to continue where we left off. “I told you I was going to properly punish you didn’t I? That is why the hairbrush is now going to be applied to your red bottom.” With that, he continues smacking my sore bottom with the wooden hairbrush. My hands fly behind at the sudden pain and Daddy grabs them to hold at the small of my back. “You know better than to try and block your punishment. Take it like a good girl or I will grab the cane.” I hate the cane. It hurts so bad so I do my best to be still and not fight. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. Four really hard hits to my upper thighs that make me squeal and at that point the tears start falling. I held out through everything but now I am crying. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. Daddy continues hitting my upper thighs, right in my sit spots. He knows this is where it really hurts and what got me to cry so he is focusing on those spots to really get to me. “Daddy, I’m sorry.” I start crying out. I hate this. I hate disappointing Daddy. I don’t like punishments, I only like funishments. “I know baby but we aren’t done yet. I am going to give you 10 with Daddy’s belt. I need you to stand up and bend over the couch like a good girl. No complaining or I will use the cane.” I know not to fight so I stand up and bend over the back of the couch. I hear Daddy pull his belt through his belt loops and fold it over. I am so tense until I feel his hand rub my bottom and up to my back. Once I relax a little bit, I feel the sting. Strike one of 10. “Now I want you to count the rest. We have 9 left.” SLAP “One” SLAP “Two” SLAP “Three” SLAP “Four” SLAP “Five” SLAP “Six” SLAP “Seven” SLAP “Eight” SLAP “NINE. I’m sorry Daddy.” I yell out as the last one sears pain across my bottom. “It’s okay baby, I know you’re sorry. All is forgiven.” Daddy holds onto me while I cry. He picks me up and carries me to our bedroom where he lays me down on my stomach and goes to grab lotion. He puts lotion on my bottom to help with the pain and with healing and then crawls into bed with me. “Go to sleep little one, you need a nap.” He says as he rubs my back gently until I drift off asleep.
