The lesson in the hotel room
The door clicked shut behind me as he issued his command. I had worn my blue summer dress with white flowers, a favorite of his. I quickly dropped it to the floor, revealing my nude body underneath. He nodded at my swift obedience while I stepped out of my wedge sandals.
I took the pose he taught me, feet wide, arms behind my head, back straight, ready to be inspected by him. His eyes roamed over me, but his hands remained distant. His gaze was cold, calculated. The room was filled with his presence. This was his territory, and anything in it should bow to his will.
“I’m going to hurt you tonight, babygirl.”
Cold sweat started prickling along my spine. This wasn’t a threat, it was a fact. I tried to keep my voice from quivering as I answered “Yes Daddy”.
He walked closer to me, looking down upon my form. His large, strong fingers wrapped themselves around the back of my neck. His thumb gently stroked my cheek.
“Do you know why I’m going to hurt you?”
I hesitated. My heart started pounding in my chest. Did I do something wrong? Did I disobey him?
- “No Daddy, I’m sorry. Did I do something wrong Daddy?”
A tiny smile briefly flashed across his face.
“No my girl, you didn’t. You’ve been absolutely perfect. But I want to teach you a very important lesson, and I want you to fully understand why I’m going to hurt you tonight.”
“That you are my property. That I will treat my property as I see fit. I want to emphasize that this is not a punishment. You have done nothing wrong. I merely want to remind you who your body belongs to, and who decides what happens to it. Do you understand?”
His grip tightened as he spoke, his arm keeping me in place. I felt helpless, small and fragile. But most of all I felt like I was his.
- “Yes Daddy, I understand. My body belongs to you. That means you are free to treat it as you see fit.”
“Good girl. Let us begin.”
He released me and sat down on the bed.
“Come. Lay across my lap.”
My heart pounded louder in my ears with every step. I comforted myself with the knowledge that I had received spankings before, that the pain was only temporary, that he is usually rather gentle. I laid across his lap, feeling his calloused hand rub gently across my behind.
“Tonight, I will not stop when you start crying. Do you understand?”
Fear started spreading throughout my body. Part of me wanted to run, but I knew I couldn’t. I shouldn’t. I wanted to be a good girl. I wanted to be his good girl. And that meant giving myself to him.
- “Yes Daddy… I understand.”
“Good girl. I expect you to lay perfectly still. Can you do that for me, babygirl?”
I closed my eyes as he raised his hand.
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