Don't Call Me Daddy
“Alright, back in position.” He points at his knee.
I drape myself across his knee just the way I was before. The uncertainty is kind of exhilarating.
“Am I going to get ten for cheating on the math test?” I glance over my shoulder at him.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Ow!” I squirm a little bit.
“That’s for asking.” He narrows his eyes at me. “Got any more questions?”
He warned me about that last night. Tonight, he’s serious.
“No, sir!” I quickly shake my head.
“I can assure you that you’ll regret lighting that cigarette in my office long before you get spanked for it.” He lets his hand rest on my ass. “First, we’re going to discuss your math test.”
“Yes, sir…” I mutter under my breath and nod.
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Lawson isn’t holding back. He started off slow last night, but he knows what I can take now—how much it turns me on and how I beg for more.
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Tonight, I may beg him to stop. My ass is already starting to sting.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Ow, I’m sorry…” I whimper as a particularly hard smack brings a tear to my eyes.
“It’s far too late to be sorry, Ms. Andrews.” He gives me another hard smack. “This is punishment for what you’ve already done.”
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“I won’t do it again!” I squirm on his knee and gasp as the next set lands on my naked ass.
“Where have I heard that before?” He gives me another quick and hard smack. “Oh yes, from you.”
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“Please, Principal Brooks!” I take a deep breath and feel my eyes water. “I’m really sorry! I promise I won’t do it again!”
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
I’m excited, I’ve probably left a stain on his pants already, but I’m nowhere close to an orgasm. I don’t know what is different about it, but the spanking really hurts. It’s a strange combination of pleasure and pain. I can’t fully latch on to either one.
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“You better hope this is the last time you end up in my office for cheating. Is that understood?” His tone actually has more authority than the one my high school principal used on me.
“Yes, sir! I promise!” I wipe away the tears.
“I want you to go stand in the corner with your hands on your head and think about what you’ve done.” He pats my ass. “Then we’ll discuss the rest of your naughty behavior.”
He said I would regret lighting the cigarette before I ever got punished for it. He wasn’t kidding. My ass is already on fire, and I’m going to be across his knee for another spanking as soon as corner time is over.
I slowly stand and walk to the corner.