“So, little one, do you have anything you want to share with me?”
I panicked for a moment, “Um, what do you mean, Daddy?”
“Have you been good?”
His tone worried me, “I…yes?”
My jaw dropped as I looked at the picture I had taken of my speedometer while going 95mph.
“Daddy, I…” He held his finger up to silence me, “There is no excuse for this, young lady. Speeding and taking a picture of it? That’s just reckless. It’s obvious I need to remind you of the rules.”
I hung my head in shame, “But…I…it was just that one time.”
He clicked his tongue at me, “Tsk tsk, little girl. You know better.”
I blushed harder and tears came to my eyes. I backpedaled, “Well, I just wanted to know what it was like going that fast and I didn’t think it was a big deal to take a picture…”
He interrupted me, “Not a big deal?! What does Daddy say about using your phone while driving not to mention your unsafe speed?”
A tear rolled down my cheek, “Daddy says I’ll get spanked really hard until my bottom is too sore to even sit.”
I blushed, “And you’ll take my phone away.”
“That’s right, young lady. And you chose to do it anyways.”
I pouted, “But I had to know what it was like going so fast.”
He walked to the den and pulled a straight backed chair from the wall and moved it to the open area in the middle.
He sat and tapped his lap, “Well, you can let me know if it’s worth the punishment you are going to get for disobeying me. Come here little girl.”
I pouted, “But Daddy…I don’t wanna spanking.”
“It’s too late for that now. You have earned a spanking, young lady.”
I stood glued to the floor listening to my heart pound in my ears.
Like a flash, Daddy was in front of me, grabbing my ear and pulling me towards the chair. He sat down and yanked me over his lap.
With no warning, he began spanking my skirt clad bottom. I kicked and squirmed as he spanked me harder.
“Daddy, NOOOOOoooooo! Please!”
“It’s too late for that, young lady. You are in for a hard spanking.”
I reached back to cover my bottom, but he just pinned my wrist to the small of my back and kept spanking without missing a beat.
“You are long overdue for this spanking. I was trying to be more lenient with you, but you only seem to act out and take advantage of that freedom even more.”
His words made me blush a deep red and tears sprung to my eyes when I felt his fingers in the waistband of my panties.
With one last attempt I kicked and squirmed, “Daddy, it hurts just as much over my panties! Please leave them up!”
“Little girls that don’t follow the rules, don’t have their dignity spared.” He pulled my panties down and wasted no time spanking my tender bottom.
I yelped and whined with each new spank that assaulted my upturned bottom.
“I warned you about disobeying me, but you are just too stubborn for your own good. Luckily, you have a Daddy who will spank it out of you.”
“I don’t need Daddy to spank it out of me. I’m fucking fine the way I am!”
He stopped and I cringed realizing that I should have just kept my mouth shut.
“Excuse me, little girl?! Did I hear you right? Did you just curse at me?”
I whimpered but didn’t have time to say anything before he was up and dragging me to the bathroom by my wrist.
He grabbed the bar of soap, “Open your mouth.”
I obeyed knowing I was in enough trouble as it was. He shoved the bar in my mouth, “Bite down and don’t drop it.”
Tears rolled down my face as I complied. He pulled me back into the den and began to unbuckle his belt.
I tried to whimper through the bar of soap but it only made it taste more disgusting.
He pulled it from the loops and doubled it. “Hands on the chair. Bend over at the waist.”
I moved into place quickly. He flipped my skirt up over my back and stood off to my left.
The first CRACK landed on my bottom and I kicked my leg up in an attempt to delay the next stinging stripe.
“Back into position,” he growled.
I forced my leg down and the second CRACK landed followed by a third and fourth.
I collapsed into the floor and dropped the soap.
“One more. Get back up and put the soap back in your mouth.”
I cried knowing I had no choice. I took my position one more time and the last swat landed.
Daddy was at my side and took the soap bar from my mouth, “Go stand in the corner. You can rinse your mouth after I call you back out.”
I walked to the corner crying and stood there with my panties below my bottom and what felt like a glowing shade of red on my bottom.
Eventually, Daddy summoned me. I walked to him with my head down. He lifted my chin so I looked into his eyes, “My rules are there for a reason and your safety is a big reason. Do you understand me?”
I sniffled and nodded. He kissed the top of my head, “Good, now you may rinse your mouth out.”
I made my way to the bathroom and rinsed my mouth, but the rancid soap taste still lingered. I returned to Daddy, “Sorry I was bad.”
He smiled, “I know you are, sweetie. Daddy will ways take the time to correct you when you need it.”
“I know,” I mumbled as I rubbed my well chastised bottom, “Thank you Daddy.”
He patted my bottom, “You are welcome.”