I was crying. But he didn’t know why. He a tissue from a box on his desk and

gently wiped away my tears.

He took my hands in his and looked me in the eye. I blushed at the

seriousness of his gaze. “Jenny, I love you very much. Having you as my

daughter has brought me more fulfillment and pleasure than I can possibly

tell you.” I started sobbing large jerking sobs escaped me. “His daughter, he

had called me his daughter.” Mistaking my tears for ones of fear he

comforted me by pulled my close and hugging me, my tears subsided and I

smiled as my head rested on his shoulder, a smile he would not see or

understand if he did.

“You know what you did was wrong?” He asked gently. “Yes Daddy” I answered as

he put me at arm’s length and looked into my eyes. “I think that you need to

be punished in addition to the suspension.” “Yes Daddy.” I replied trying to

keep my voice neutral. “I won’t give you a lecture, you know what you did was

wrong and I can’t have my daughter skipping school or putting her future at

risk in any way, I love you far too much for that.” My heart leapt with joy

at these words I wanted so much to hear.

Then true to his word Daddy didn’t have a lecture or anything more to say.

With his hand on my wrist he pulled me to his right. I went as he wished,

and lay across his lap with out being told. A thousand thoughts flashed

through my head.

I felt him shift as he reached back and pulled up my dress. I crossed and

uncrossed my legs, I began to wonder if he would pull down my panties. Just

as the thought crossed my mind down they came. He reached over and pulled

both sides at once. I placed my hands on the carpet as I felt him grip my

shoulder. His grip was both gentle and firm. I knew there would be no escape

from his custody. I also knew I didn’t want to escape.

I somehow felt so very young, lying across my Daddy’s lap with my bare bottom

exposed as if I were just a small child. At that moment it felt just fine,

though I could also feel the semi delicious juices of fear well up in my

tummy as the spanking approached.

WHAP “OUCH” I yelped in surprise as I felt his large hand make contact with

my bare bottom. SMACK, I clenched my bottom, then released the pressure.

WHAP, SMACK. I twisted slightly on his lap and pulled one leg on a foot or

so. SWAT, SMACK “OUCH” I yelped again.

Daddy was a deliberate spanker, His swats were timed out so just as I was

feeling the full effect of each burning swat another would arrive to take

It’s place. Smack, spank, slap. The sounds of his hand clapping against

my bottom seemed to echo off the walls and around the room. SWAT, WHACK,

SPANK,. I clenched my teeth, trying hard to be brave and not cry out, despite

the fact that tears were streaming down my face. SWAT, SPANK, WHAP, WHACK,

SPANK.

His large hand on my shoulder held me in place as I tried to rise up when the

heat and sting that was consuming my bottom became almost too much. WHAP,

SPANK, SLAP, SMACK, SPANK I turned my head and yelled as my resistance

broke. “WWoooDDaaaddddyyyy” SWAT, SPANK, SLAP, “Nnnnoooo, Pleaassseeeee.”

SLAP, SPANK, SWAT, SMACK “OoOoOOoooooOOOOOnnnnOOooooo” SWAT.

My toes drummed on the floor and I bucked on his lap in a vain attempt to

somehow escape the spanking, to no avail. Daddy continued. SPANK, SLAP,

SWAT, SPANK.