How daddy met mummy

drawing of a woman spanked on a park bench

“Daddy and I were walking home through the park. Daddy had bought me a bag of liquorice, but I don’t like that so I cried and threw it on the floor.” Ashley blushed deeply during this part of her story, but continued bravely. “Daddy grabbed me by my arm and smacked my bottom really hard because I was ‘ungrate-something’. Right at that moment a lady passed us. There was no-one else in the park, so of course she saw daddy hit me and for some reason she was angry at daddy. ‘How dare you hit that poor girl’ she said and ‘only bad parents hit their children’ and she said much more too. Daddy took my hand and pulled me along as we walked away from the lady, but she followed us, cursing at daddy. Suddenly the lady hit daddy on his shoulder and asked him if he liked to get hit and then daddy turned around.

There was a bench in the park and daddy took the lady’s arm and pulled her across his lap while sitting down. The lady was now yelling and trying to get free, but daddy is really strong. The lady was very naughty, because daddy only takes you over his knee when you’ve been very very bad. Daddy pulled up the lady’s skirts and smacked her bottom, I could see his hand-print on her cheek because her red panties barely covered her bottom. The lady screamed and struggled, but daddy said: ‘I wouldn’t make so much noise if I were you, unless you want more people to witness your bare bottom getting spanked like a little girl.’ Daddy pulled down the lady’s panties and I could see her bare bottom. The lady stopped screaming now, but told daddy how she would report him and go to the police, but daddy said: ‘well, guess I’ll have to make sure it was worth it then.’ and started spanking the naughty lady. She stopped complaining then, and tried to be very quiet, pretending it didn’t hurt a lot. But I heard her grunt and softly moan so I knew it hurt. Daddy was very angry at the lady, because he kept spanking long and hard until her bottom was red and the lady was crying. I felt sorry for the lady when she was crying and she said she was sorry and would leave us alone, so I asked daddy to stop and he stopped. The lady quickly pulled up her panties when daddy let her go and she apologised to daddy, then daddy took my hand and we walked away.

One response to “How daddy met mummy”

  1. Colin Wright says:

    This one’s definitely a cut above.

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