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Don't Call Me Daddy

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“I didn’t think you would.” I reach for her wrist. “I’m sure you know what’s going to happen now.”

“Yes, sir.” She nods as I pull her into position across my knee.

“Principal Brooks said you also forgot to wear panties to school today.” I flip up her skirt and find that she is actually wearing them now. “Guess you found some before practice?”

“Yeah.” She struggles not to giggle.

“Well, they’re coming down.” I reach for the band and strip them from her waist in one quick motion.

This is playful and fun, just like she wanted. I feel kind of foolish, like a caricature of myself instead of who I really am, but it’s what she needs. I see that now. She puts on this tough exterior that begs to be cracked open to expose her vulnerabilities, but she’s never had to face them before. She’s not ready for that, no matter how much she thinks she is. That was clear as day when we tried this the first time.

“Please don’t spank me too hard, Daddy.” She looks over her shoulder at me and pouts. “Principal Brooks already punished me for this.”

“Yeah, but you know the rules, young lady.” I trace the curve of her ass and let my finger drag along her inner thighs. “If you get in trouble at school, you get in trouble at home.”

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“I know…” She whimpers.

I don’t sp

ank her as hard as I did earlier. I keep it on the lighter side where it’s firm enough for her to feel it, but barely enough to make her skin blush. That will obviously change if I keep going, but I don’t know how long I’ll be able to resist what I really want.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

I let my hand linger and trace down to her inner thighs. She was wet before I even got her panties down, and the light spanking is already enough to drench her pussy.

This is exactly what she craves. It isn't real punishment. It’s just a game. Maybe she thought she wanted more, but she’s never explored any of her fantasies except when they were running through her head.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“I’m sorry, Daddy.” She whimpers and squirms on my knee so that her clit will rub against my pants.

“You know how I feel about cheating, don’t you?” I give her a quick slap on her ass and then slowly move my hand to her pussy. “And about smoking.”

“Yes, sir.” She gasps when I slide my finger along the entrance of her pussy.

“Then why did you do it?” I push my finger inside her, and she grinds her clit against my leg a little harder.

“I don’t know, Daddy.” She lets out a soft sigh. “Maybe I just wanted you to give me a spanking…”

“Is that so?” I slowly move my hand back to her ass. “Well, that is exactly what you’re getting, isn’t it?”

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Yes, sir.” She gasps and keeps squirming.

I consider not letting her come, simply because it was fun to torment her earlier, but I don’t think that’s the right thing to do right now. I want this to be a good experience, and while I’m not as turned on by spanking her as she is from being on the receiving end of it, I can’t deny that it’s starting to do something to me. Having a gorgeous girl squirming on my knee, it’s a lot hotter than I originally thought, and I’m actually getting into it this time. Perhaps it’s because I know what is going to happen after this punishment is over.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Such a naughty, naughty girl.” I slap her ass a few more times for emphasis.

“I know, Daddy.” She whimpers, and I hear a moan.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Ainsley squirms harder and grinds herself directly against my leg as fast as she can. She’s getting close. I move my hand down to her clit and push her hand away without saying a word. She doesn’t have to do it on her own. I’m happy to make her come. I adjust so that I can slap her ass with my other hand while I massage her clit.



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