…coming home to daddy…

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Man Having A Serious Talk With His Daughter

…Sarah couldn’t explain at all what was happening between her and her father…

…she’d moved to his house only some weeks ago… just wanted to be close to him… and now this… it felt weird… strange… but she couldn’t do anything about it… these confusingly sweet feelings…

…everytime it happened…

…her daddy was such a cool guy… uncomplicated… easy-going… that’s what she’d expected him to be when she’d decided to live with him again… and he was, actually… but then there were these situations… when they sat together on the lounger in the living room… he’d start to ask her about her day… at the college… about the progress of her studies… admittedly, it could have been better… in fact, she had a hard time concentrating during the lessons…

…his tone becoming sort of strict… stern… b that wouldn’t be anything too remarkable so far… every father is supposed to be to have an eye on his baby daughter’s doing in her studies …he really is… but then he took her hand… starting to lecture her insistently… about discipline… about fulfilling one’s duties… he became so stern, so earnest in these situations… she was surprised how dominant her daddy could be… shocked… and these other most confusing feelings…

…feeling she desperately tried to hide while he scolded her… bowing her head contritely… well… she hated it being scolded… but secretly she adored it… loved it… something deep inside her soul cheered each time her daddy started to act like a disciplinarian… it was as if she’d found something by accident she’d be longing for her whole young life… her father’s chiding making her feel much younger… like an eleven, twelve-year-old… so helpless… defenseless… could her daddy sense her dark, forbidden emotions… and fantasies…

no daddy… please don’t spank me for being sloppy in my studies… I’ll do better I promise… no… p… please daddy… don’t spank me hard… it hurts, daddy… oooh, daddy… the spanking hurts so bad… you’re spanking your little baby daughter’s poor little ass so hard… it’s so embarrassing being put over your knee like a little girl, daddy… …daddy… …   …please

…she’d hoped it was just a silly phase she was going through with all these unsettling fantasies… but it wasn’t… they became more and more urgent… but what could she do…? …tell him…? …she’d never ever dare… so the days went by and nothing special happened… her father taking his time each day for his fatherly sermon… giving her stern looks… this inexplecable sparkling in her father’s eyes… it could make her blood run cold…

…the end of the semester was coming nearer and nearer… and so did the final examinations… and Sarah’s lack of concentration and steady work becoming more and more evident… but she was as if being paralysed… the pressure to perform at the college… and the pressure of her secret desire… being hard to endure… so at some point she just wanted to forget all of it for a night… she went out with some friends… for a drink or two at a popular place in the city… unfortunately, it was the night before an important exam at the college…

…it had been a wonderful evening… she felt the cocktails having quite left a mark on her when she was rummaging her handbag for the front door key… finally it sprang open… when… suddenly a strong male hand got hold of her wrist and roughly pulled her close…

“…where have you been…?! …do you know what time it is…?! …you are going to have an examination tomorrow and now you’re coming home totally drunken…? …have you gone nuts…? …I guess I need to teach you a good lesson, young lady…”

“…b… but daddy… daddy… no… please...”

…was she dreaming… the sudden overpowering having her get her sober again at an instant… all the irritatingly sweet feelings being present from one second to the other… the strong male hand was pulling her inside the house… making her all but stumble… upstairs… into … her father’s… bedroom… where time was standing still for a little eternity… he sat down on his bed… reaching for his daughter’s hand again… who had long since become completely willingless…

…yes daddy… do it, daddydon’t let me wait any longer

spank me daddyplease

…she had lost all sense of time when her daddy had started to spank her… just squirming and fidgeting on his fatherly lap… squealing… shrieking… kicking… suffering from the pain… savouring a thousand pleasures… presenting her bare young ass to her daddy… offering her sexiness to him… her own father… for a good and hard spanking… now she knew what she had been craving for ages…

…oh my god, she all of a sudden became aware… her daddy was a spanker…! …she was shocked and delighted at the same time… and now Sarah couldn’t tell what confused her more… the sweet hotness spreading out all over her nether parts… or this most curious hardness poking into her underneath belly… he like what he did…  and he clearly didn’t do this for the first time… he knew how to spank a girl… this tight grip… this experienced right hand… knowing how to heaten up a girl’s waiting ass cheeks… and these shamelessly gentle words…

…that naughty little girls must get spanked hard… even if they’re grown girls already… that he will keep her under strict discipline as from now… closely monitoring her studies… there’d be a bedtime spanking each and every night… he’d teach her a good lesson in responsibility… hmmmm… she couldn’t get enough of his rigorous talking… while his strong hand even took up pace… giving her the trashing of her life…

…she didn’t remeber how long her father had spanked her… and how often she’d cum on his lap… four, five times… it had been too much for the sensual young girl… but she was still lying over his knees… groaning uninhibitedly as her father was massaging cold cream into the sore, redhot flesh… not saying any word… just sensing the extrem closeness between each other… and the utmost erotic tension…

…she couldn’t believe what had happened… her daddy had spanked her… it had been fantastic… better than she’d ever would have imagined in her wildest dreams…

…and she would have it again and again…

…she knew she couldn’t sleep alone that night…

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