Daddy starts to play with me and I say I don’t really feel like it. “Okay, babygirl,” she says, motioning me to her. “Let’s see if you’re getting sick!” Then she pulls down my pants and panties before getting a thermomter. I’m bent over her knee and get my temperature taken. If I have a fever, she tucks me in bed and dotes on me. If not, I get a spanking, plugged and then have to be a good girl and take it.
I think our Daddies are related.














