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"I didn't mean
to! I just forgot!"
"Well I'm your mommy and you deserve
a hard spanking, naughty girl!"
Six-year-old Annie looked up, eyes wide. She
was pulled over-lap and with her new green shorts pulled down.
She was spanked with a hard plastic comb and started to whimper.
"Mommy does not allow you in
The comb landed sharply on Annie's bare thigh.
"OW! It stings! Wait -"
"- I told you girls to be quiet!"
The door swung open and a man stared, startled
at the scene before him. Under his gaze Annie climbed off her
"Trisha, I think you'd better go home.
It's almost five o'clock."
Trisha gathered up her dolls and scampered
out, glad for her release. Annie was left alone with her father,
shorts still down.
"Annie, what were you doing?"
"Just - just playing house."
"I - I - I was the naughty girl."
Annie's father came closer and gently tilted
his daughter's chin upward, so she was looking into his eyes.
"You've played this before? Always you
Annie nodded. The naughty girl always got
spanked. And she was always the naughty girl.
As he sat on the edge of her bed, Annie's
father pulled her closer, right in front of him. His eyes looked
into hers, trying to understand.
"Why do you play at getting spanked,
"I - I don't know. Just feel like it
As she looked down, her father pulled her
over his lap.
"No-no, wait, Daddy!"
"You feel like a naughty girl sometimes,
don't you, Annie?"
He held her, waiting for her answer.
"Ye-es," she finally choked out,
crying a little.
His hand came down ten times on her pantied
bottom, loud smacks echoing. Her father stopped, his hand resting
on her bottom.
"But you didn't tell Trisha something
important, did you, Annie?"
Annie squirmed, not understanding.
Without waiting for her answer, he continued
as he slid her panties down over her bottom, down her thighs
"In this house, naughty girls get spanked
With that, he began spanking Annie's already
pink bottom firmly, in a slow, steady rhythm. Her eyes streamed
"And," he continued, reaching toward
her nightstand, "they don't get spanked with combs. Do
He tapped her bottom with her hairbrush. She
felt the cool oval and began to kick hard, trying to get up,
but his left arm held her firmly.
The hairbrush cracked down six times, painting
her bottom dark red. Setting the brush aside he turned her over
and hugged her to his chest, feeling her tears wet the front
of his shirt. He rocked her gently for a few minutes, finally
tilting her face toward his.
"Don't ever forget, Annie. When you feel
like a naughty girl, Daddy will always be the one who spanks
Annie hugged herself closer to him, his words
making her shiver.
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