Somehow lately I just keep ending up with my panties pulled down across his lap or on my hands and knees, with my back arched and my ass in the air. I have been spanked for smoking marijuanna, getting a 30 on a test, and being impatient. The other night was probably the hardest spanking ever. I was spanked with a belt so hard I could barely keep still. It was so scary/yummy. Then I was paddled! I had always wondered what it would be like. Its was so hard. My disciplinarian is waaay to strict. He always makes me take more. That paddle hurt more than anything ever. Then it was the belt again, then the paddle... I can't even remember except that I even started to cry. Even my legs were not sparred, they had all these little red welts on my thighs the next day. In between all the spankings, I was being constantly fondled and caressed all over everywhere which was making everything so erotically charged. The line between pain and pleasure was definitely blurred. My pussy was so wet it made me embarrassed. I felt helpless as I lay there with my legs spread being kissed and licked and explored. And then with out warning being spanked again for some other misdeed. I was even taken to my living room completely naked...... he made me bend over and put my hands on my knees while he took gigantic swings with that paddle on my poor little butt. After all the spanking was finally done and I had sat on my daddy's lap for a while, he told me to lay down on the bed and he put arnica gel all over my sore bottom. Then I ate a little bit of chocolate that he brought, and went to sleep with a very hot and stinging bottom. I slept really well as I always do after a good spanking. I felt contented. All my naughty girl demons had been thoroughly tamed.......until the next time I get that feeling inside and just feel compelled to something naughty enough that he just has to spank me again, since that is his job and he always does a good job.
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