I’m never naughty, so the other night it occurred to me to ask my Daddy what he would do to me if I was naughty. He asked if I wanted him to show me, and I nodded and couldn’t meet his eye. He flipped me on my stomach and sat on my hips so I couldn’t move and spanked me until I had bruises. I kept involuntarily kicking from the pain and he was positioned so perfectly to hold me down and have me completely powerless, while also avoiding being hit by my kicking legs. I couldn’t stop thinking of what the downstairs neighbors must think, because the slaps were so so loud, and so were my yells and pleas. Afterwards he stroked my sweaty hair and kissed me on the temples and nose, and gave me his fingers to suck like the good girl I am. He told me next time he would tie a rope to both of my ankles under the bed, so I had no choice but to stay totally spread for him while he gave me my punishment.
