It has just always been this way, for as long as she can remember, when she finds herself in trouble, she is spanked. Even now, at the age of 18, nothing has changed all that much. When she was young, dad would pull down her panties and pin her in place over his lap, but that part has changed. He now expects that she will lower her own panties and then climb over his lap on her own.
Kicking and screaming is no longer allowed, she is expected to stay in place until he decides she has had enough. It took a while for her to adjust to this part, as it hurts so much, but she eventually learned that the spanking will never end until she submits to it and takes what she has earned.
On this particular night, she tried to pull a fast one, which did not work out very well for her. Her dad was working late, and as a result of a little issue at school that day, he told her on the phone that she would be spanked when he got home. By the time 8:30 rolled around, well before her bedtime, she decided to go to bed early to try and avoid the punishment she had earned.
When she was younger, a spanking might only consist of 10-15 well placed smacks with his hand on her little bottom, but that was no longer her reality. He had never spanked her with anything but his hand, but as she had grown older, the spankings became harder and much longer. She knew that based on her behavior at school that day, that this was going to be one of those spanking that felt like it would never end. The prospect of a good 3-4 minute spanking was enough to have her in bed with her lights out, just a little after the sun had gone down.
The anticipation of the spanking was enough to keep her mind occupied, but she did eventually manage to fall asleep. As she struggled with the now bright light that had been turned on her room, she was struck with the reality that her little plan did not work. He had nothing at all to say to her, he simply grabbed her by the arm, marched her down the stairs to the living room, where all of her spankings took place.
He sat down the ottoman, the designated spot for her spankings and just looked at her. She knew that her little ploy had probably already made things worse, so he did not even need to ask. She reached up under her nighty, and lowered her little panties. He told her to raise her nighty, grabbed her by the arm, and pulled her into position, straddling his left knee.
Without another word being spoken, it began, and she knew that this one was going to be bad. He had never been one to alternate cheeks, and instead he would just work one area before moving on. While her bottom was quite petite, he worked very hard to make sure every single bit of it received the punishment it deserved. He continued to spank her little bottom, long and hard, and it went on for close to 5 minutes.
When it was all over with, he told her to stand up, and she began to furiously rub her bright red bottom. As she began to head back to bed, he startled her with the first words he had spoken, “now climb over the ottoman, I am going to go and get my belt. I will show you exactly what happens when you try to get out of your spanking”. She could not believe the words that she just heard. He had never before used a belt on her, and now he was going to do it AFTER he just spanked her for 5 minutes? She could tell by the look on his face that arguing would only make it worse. She watched as he set a small pillow on the ottoman and then just stared at her. With her panties still around her ankles, she laid down on the ottoman with the pillow under her hips. With her bright red bottom in the air, and still throbbing, she watched as he left to get the belt…
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