Page 19 of Daddy's Firm Hand


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“Remember, I’m going to be acting, and I won’t break character unless you use your safeword. I’ll assume that you’re enjoying yourself, unless you tell me otherwise. Understood?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Good girl.”

Then, his face shifted. The softness was gone, replaced entirely by withering disappointment.

“What a shame,” he said, his voice dismissive and cruel. “Breaking the rulesagain. I’m afraid this time, it’s going to be very serious for you.”

“I don’t care,” I said, pouting, trying out my defiant character.

“You’ll care soon, young lady. Trust me on that.”

He sat on the expensive-looking chair and motioned to his lap. “Come here and lay down on me.”

“No,” I said, crossing my arms.

“Every time you defy me, you earn yourself an extra spank,” he said. “I suggest that you do as I ask, immediately.”

I felt a thrill run up and down my spine. I loved how commanding and dominant he sounded. There was no way I could say no to him.

“Yes, Daddy,” I said.

“Call me Sir, please, while I’m disciplining you.”

“Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir.”

Before I knew it, I was lying across his lap, my skirt pulled up to reveal my panties. His hand rested on my behind for a brief moment before he spoke again.

"I'm going to spank you five times for breaking the rules, young lady," he said, his voice firm and controlled. "And remember, each time you defy me after this, it will be an extra spank."

With every word, the anticipation grew thicker and thicker. Despite my defiant exterior, my heart was pounding. I braced myself for the first impact.

“Aren’t you going to take my panties off?” I asked, struggling not to squirm. The anticipation was overwhelming—I felt as though I could barely breathe.

“No questions,” he said, firmly.

“But why?”

“You just earned yourself an extra spank.”

“So unfair!”

“Two extra spanks.”

I bit my tongue.

“Good girl.”

I lapped up his praise. It was fun to be naughty, but it felt really good to be good.

“Now, every time I spank you, I want you to say, ‘Thank you, Sir, for helping me obey the rules.’”

“Yes, Sir.”

I imagined him looking at my ass. I wondered if his eyes were fixed on my pretty pink panties, or if he was dreaming about what the skin under my clothes make look like.

I gasped as he let his hand rest on my skin, and I heard his breath hitch. He had to be finding this as hot as I was, right? His hand felt so strong, as he gently squeezed my ass. My heart quickened.

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