So yesterday afternoon/evening my biological father—who I have had very little contact with in the last few years was released from prison. My sister gave me his phone number and told me that he wanted to talk to me. After much thought, I decided I would call him when I left work yesterday-which is only 5 minutes from home. We ended up talking for over an hour and it was really nice to talk to him again. Once I was off the phone, I realized that I had forgotten to let Daddy know that I’d made it home safely. I immediately text him letting him know that I’m home safely and that I had been home for over an hour. He was busy at work and was unable to respond for a bit, so I went about my normal evening routine.
When Daddy was finally able to respond, he said “Why did you wait so long to let me know you were home safe?”
I sent back, “I was on the phone. I didn’t even realize I had forgotten to let you know until I got off the phone. I’m sorry Daddy.”
He ended up calling me and we talked on the phone until he got home. He asked me who I was talking to, and I told him who it was. He asked what we talked about but didn’t pry too much because he knows I’m sensitive about things to do with my biological dad.
Then he said “I’m glad your talk went well, but there is no excuse for you to not let me know when you arrive safely anywhere.”
All I said was “yes sir.”
He got home, we ordered dinner, we ate, we watched some TV, and I cleaned the kitchen. Then we went into our bedroom. Daddy pulled me into him and held me close while he played with my hair.
“You know I love you don’t you?” He asked me.
“Yes sir,” I said. “I love you too.”
Then he said “I want you to get up and pick out what you want to be punished with.”
I asked him, “do you have to use something? Why can’t it just be your hand?”
He replied, “because you’re being punished. Do not question me or it will be worse, do you understand me?”
“Yes Daddy,” I whispered. I slowly started to get up, and he grabbed my hair and pulled me back to him. Then he said, “I want you to do something for me.”
“Yes sir,” I said. “What is it?”
“I want you to wake up between 5-5:30 in the morning and stick my cock in your mouth.”
“Yes sir,” I said.
“I want to make sure you start out your day in a good mood tomorrow,” he told me making me blush.
“Okay, Daddy,” I whispered.
“Now get up and pick something,” he told me.
I slowly got up and went to the corner where he keeps all of the spanking implements. I stood there for a bit before he said, “pick something now or I will pick.” I quickly grabbed his belt and handed it to him.
Then he said to me, “get your panties to your feet and get into position.”
I took a deep breath and slowly slid my panties down my legs until they were at my feet on the floor. I bent myself over the edge of the bed, and Daddy started rubbing my bottom with his hand. He gave me on good slap with his hand and then said, “do not move, do you understand me?”
“Yes Daddy,” I said quietly. Then he lifted the belt and began my punishment.
After a couple of minutes, I was having a hard time staying in position.
“Please Daddy,” I begged. “I’m sorry, and it won’t happen again.”
“I know you’re sorry, and I’m going to make sure it won’t happen again.” He said.
“You’re going to learn to follow these rules one way or another,” he added as he continued.
He landed one more hard spank across both sides of my bottom and I cried out. He put the belt away, and he rubbed my bottom some more. I was trying to catch my breath. He told me to get into bed.
“Can I put my panties back on?” I asked him.
“Yes,” He told me. I pulled them back on and climbed into bed. He got into bed behind me and pulled me into him. He kept reminding me that he loved me and that I was his good girl again. He even rubbed my bottom a little for me. Shortly after, I was fast asleep.
I woke up at 5am just as I was told. Daddy fucked me and sent me off to work feeling loved and satisfied. 💕
Side note: we just started our 24/7 lifestyle about 3 weeks ago. It has been a bumpy ride, but it is absolutely amazing.