Wicked Daddy


As I have just gotten to our place from my long flight, Daddy wants me to sleep for a couple of hours so I won’t feel like a zombie later.  He has me strip down to nothing but my knickers so I can get a good sleep. Once I am snuggled under the duvet, I am asleep, fast and deep.

I wake to kisses on my face, neck and nipples.  I look down at him and smile.

“Sleep well, Kitten?”

“Yes, Daddy.  Is it already time to wake up?”

“Yes darling girl.  Get up and get your shower.  Once you are done, I want you back in here and laying across the bed. Understand?” He says.

“Yes, Daddy, I understand.”

A thrill goes through me as I jump off the bed and go into the bathroom to start the water warming in the shower.  My imagination is taking over and I start thinking of all the things Daddy might have in store for me.  A spanking is definitely going to be the first thing.  It always is.  If not for discipline then absolutely for maintenance.  I wash my body feeling the warmth sink into my skin.  I turn off the water, dry myself and get back across the bed.

“I’m ready, Daddy.”

“Are you sure baby girl?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Good girl.  Now, we are going to just do a maintenance spanking at this time.  You have a punishment spanking coming but I want to get that fine bottom of yours warmed up.  We have an event to get to, so, for this reason we will wait for the other until later. All right?”

“Yes, Sir, I understand.”

“Good girl.  Are you ready?”

“Yes, Sir.”

He begins with the warm up, using the hair brush to pepper pops all over my cheeks.  Once I am nice and pink he uses the crop all over my ass, thighs and even my pussy, making me squeal.  He loves bringing that out of me.  Next up is the leather paddle, then wooden paddle and last is the Lolly, which hurts worse than any of the others. I am so wet and needing his touch I feel I will burst.

He stops and says, “Okay Kitten that will do for now.  I would tease you a bit but we only have time for the spanking.  Daddy needs to get his shower then we need to get dressed and ready to go.”

“But, Daddy, I need you,” I moan, frustrated and horny.

“And I need you baby, but we will have to enjoy one another once we return.  Be patient darling.” And he gives a sly smile as goes off to have his shower. 

Oh, he is such a wicked Daddy.


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