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Over Daddy's knee...
7/7/2008 2:58 pm Last Read: |
As any Daddy worth his paddle knows part of the duty and pleasure of the role is discipline. Molding your subbie to your desires or punishing her for misdeeds is both an important task and a delicious pleasure... Amanda was a submissive who responded very well to humiliation most of the time anjd even the threat of said humiliation could cause a squeal and hurried apology. However sometimes Daddy had to resort to more immediate, physical, and ass-reddening techniques. I'm not entirely certain what led her to the mood she was in this particular day. She was wearing her diaper and t-shirt as required but there was mischief in her soul and I think she felt the need to push some limits. She had been plucking at her diaper off and on and asked me a number of times "Daddy, may this little one wear big girl panties now"? At first I simply smiled and said "No." but she persisted. I told her she was Daddy's girl and was expected to do as Dady told her. She pouted but did stop picking at the tapes on her Molicare for a while. A while later as I was half dozing after lunch she asked to be wxcused and I said yes. However, she didn't make clear why she was leaving the room and I was too sleepy to push the matter. When I heard the toilet flush I started wide awake. The rule was when diapered no toilet usage without asking permission to do so. No exceptions. I walked quickly into the bathroom as she was refastening the tapes. She saw the look on my face and flushed a deep red and her eyes widened. I ponted to the bedroom and simply uttered the word "now". She looked as though she wanted to protest but instead scurried past me and I followed. I had a large oak rocking chair in my room and I sat down motioning her to stand before me hands behind her back. I ripped off the diaper and ordered her to lay across my lap and over my knee. "Ohhhhhh!" she half gasped and half shuddered but did so...her frame shaking like a leaf in a breeze. I placed my hand against her bottom and she jumped a bit but stayed put. "What is the rule" I asked and swatted her ass firmly. "Mmmph!" she said "to ask!". Ask what? I said and swatted the other cheek. "Ask to use rthe potty!" I swatted her again twice and said "How do you address me?" and my voice rose to a growl. "Daddy! Daddy!" she said twice very hurriedly. The swats fell against her ass over and over...I saw my hands in red against her cheeks and felt the heat on her skin. Each time she yelped as a blow fell. "Will you show Daddy such disrespect again?" I asked and swatted...feeling the heat from between her legs as well as her ass and she said in a trembling voice, "No Daddy, never again Daddy" and I stopped satisfied that punishment had been administered. I told her to fetch the skin lotion with aloe and had her lay face down on the bed so i could rub it into her still hot and red skin she gasped at the cold lotion but sighed as it soothed her ache a bit. I re-diapered her and held her close to me telling her Daddy only punished her to teach her how to be a good girl and she nodded and whispered.."I know...thank you Daddy." She was quite the good girl for some time thereafter. |
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7/11/2008 4:51 am |
That makes you a good girl then, doesn't it? 
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