Message-ID: <15233eli$9809110218@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: lacywhyte@aol.com (Lacywhyte) Subject: Jennifer spanking Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <1998091021530600.RAA05085@ladder03.news.aol.com> My dad believed in spanking and started from the time I was 5 until I turned 19 and moved out. I thought that once I was moved out I would be immune to his punishments. I found out pretty early on just how wrong I was. One day I came over to do my laundry and was bragging to my cousin about what a great sex life I had. I had a good job and a nice apartment and had more boyfriends than I knew what to do with. My cousin Janey is overweight and not so pretty so she was sitting on the edge of her chair lapping it all up. I guess I felt like showing off so I told her how, just the other night I brought home two guys and did them both at the same time. She sat there hanging on my every word. I felt so confident and adult and sexy. What I didn't know was that my father was standing in the doorway listening to everything I said. All of a sudden Janey got quiet and I looked around and saw him looking pretty unhappy. I tried my best to cover and tell him I was just joking but I think he figured out from my story that I knew what I was talking about. I looked at his face and saw his eyes harden and his voice was deadly calm when he asked Janey to please go home now. I knew he was angry but I still didnt feel threatened because I was still riding high, believing there was nothing that he could do to me anymore. Daddy walked Janey to the door and came back and told me he wanted to see me in my old room right away. I guess I thought he was going to give me the safe sex talk (yawn) again. So I followed him into my old room and sat on my bed. He got up and locked my door. (I felt the first stirring of fear in my tummy). He started in on how irresponsible I was, and did I know what a dangerous game I was playing , and how very dissapointed he was in me. I started crying then because I really hated to dissapoint him. He lifted my face up so he was looking into my eyes and he spoke so softly I thought I had heard wrong. He said, Jennifer you are going to move back in today. Do you understand? I just nodded thinking Id have some time to talk him out of this. Then he sood up and took off his belt. I thought I was going to faint. I knew what he wanted then. Ever since I was little it was always the same routine. He would come in my room, take off his belt and wait for me to undress in front of him. He always demanded that every stitch of clothing be removed , that I presented my bottom to him by kneeling on the bed with my knees apart, my head down and my bottom in the air. I felt hot tears stream down my face as I removed my clothes, my shirt and shorts, then my bra, and finally my panties. I was sobbing hard as he pushed me towards the bed. I must have hesitated because I felt the sharp sting of the belt on my thigh. I quickly got into position. I was crying so hard I coundn't hardly cath my breath. He said one word to me "wider" I spread my legs apart until i could feel the muscles burning. I was so ashamed at being exposed to him this way again. I knew he could see everything.I heard the belt whisle in the air before it hit my bottom. It was a terrifying sound but the pain when it made contact with my skin was much worse. Again and again he brought the belt down on my poor blistered bottom. I could hear he was breathing hard and getting tired but he kept spanking me. I went past the point where I was sobbing and could only moan as the belt hit my bottom over and over. Finally he stopped. He told me to stay in position and wait. I was so sore I limply stayed in position praying it was over. when he came back in the room he had the phone with him. He asked me the name of my boss and my work phone number. He dialed the phone and I heard him ask for Mr. Rogers. I wanted to ask him what he was doing but the look on his face told me to keep quiet. When Mr Rogers came to the phone he told him I was quitting and he would be by to pick up my last check. At that I started crying and begging him to let me call my boss back. His answer was to remove the phone cord from the phone and walk towards me. I didnt think he could hurt me anymore but I was wrong again. He doubled the phone cord up and brought it down on my backside. Very quickly he brought the cord down between my legs. he hit me harder and harder until I fainted. when I woke up daddy was looking at me. He spread my legs open and looked at the damage he did. It felt comforting to have my daddy taking care of me and not mad at me, I didnt even feel ashamed that he was looking at my most private female parts. He told me to get dressed. I very slowly pulled my clothes over my hurting body. We drove until we got to my apartment. Daddy had brought bags and was busy filling them full of my things. When he got to my bedroom he called me inside and showed me a pair of Bobbys underpants that must have been left from the other night. He offered me the choice of getting another whipping or having him call Bobby and break up with him. I chose the whipping never thinking he would do it right there. First he went around and opened all my windows then he told me to undress and get in position. He went into my kitchen and returned with my own wooden chopping board. He sat next to me and started spanking me with all the force he had left in him. I was screaming and crying. After that we drove home where I was put on restriction for two months with frequent visits from my dad. I am now 20 and engaged to be married. I guess Im glad my daddy loved me enough to set me straight -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----