…preparing his daughter for the cane…

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“…papa… please… not the cane… it hurts so bad, papa…

…please don’t cane me, papa...”

…Juliette knew it was useless, but she just couldn’d help pleading…

…her papa and these constant ‘special training’ sessions… being slowly stripped naked by him… his eager gaze engulfing her shyness and helplessness… his cruel hands feeling her tender teenage body all over when he did the introductory ‘examination’…squeeze her tiny tits… feel her young pussy… to check if she was wet… a young girl must always be wet for her caning Juliette’s papa always lectured… it was so embarrassing… well, because it was true… the sensual young girl’s pussy was soaking…

…oh god, and now her eyes were starting to fill with tears… hot tears of shame and despair… she hated to cry but she couldn’d control it… she knew how much her papa loved these sweet tears… she could see the sparkling in his eyes…

…she was sobbing quietly when her father led her to his bedroom… she couldn’t believe that it was really happening… it was Friday night… while all her friends being out in bars or clubs she was being led by the hand like a little child to her father’s bedroom … stark naked… for a harsh caning… little girls don’t need to go out… they need strict discipline from their papa…

…her papa had prepared everything as usual in his bedroom… the room was clean and tidy… softly lit by candles what gave the room a sort of ceremonial atmosphere… on the bedstand several bottles with lotion for the aftercare… and the lubrication… for papa’s special aftercare…

…he was so strangly gentle when he helped her lie down on the bed… face down, her bottom pushed high for the cane… he sat down beside her… lowering his head towards her teenage butt… kissing it all over so tenderly… and his quite but shameless words…

“...hmmm, my little cherie… such a smooth bottom… such luscious flesh… but unfortunately papa must take this tender little bottom under the cane… but you’ll see baby… a good caning is a cleansing for a young girl’s body and soul… it opens her mind… now let papa fix your wrists on your back… yes… now are you ready to enjoy the benefits of the cane, cherie…?

“…Y…e…s, papa…”

…Juliette was sobbing hard when it finally was over… her ass smarting like hell… nicely decorated with with a pattern of lovely cane marks… but even worse were these confusing feelings again… pain… embarrassment… shame… and this abysmal feeling of deepest arousal… this unbelievable relaxation having spread out over her body… oh my god, her papa was so right… the cane opened her mind… prepared her… for him… papa…

…his hands had regained that cruelly gentle touch… thick blobs of cold cream were being applied on the sore areas of Juliettes now overly sensitive ass… being massaged into her skin while making her crying and sobbing change into uninhibited groans and grunts… yes, cherie… papa knows what little girls need after a good caning… let it all out, mon cher…

…and then the final step… Juliette’s papa reaching for the lube… he would do it now… it was necessary he’d said… to make sure his daughter is open for her father… so he can guide and direct her… with his big hard cock…

…he was mounting her… pressing himself into his daughter waiting ass… both father and daughter letting out a cry when her young receptive rectum popped open for him…

…giving both father and daughter the feeling of endless closeness and protection…

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