Alternatives For Punishment

Kelly awoke to gentle nudging and her daddy softly calling her name.

"It's time to get up. You HAVE to go to school today."

"Okay daddy, I'm awake."

"How you feeling?"

"A little sore but... .cleaner...nice."

Phil smiled knowing what she meant. "Come on, breakfast is almost ready. While you're eating I'll lay out your clothes for today."

"Daddy I can dress my self. I've...."

"Shush, please don't argue. I said I'd lay out your clothes." Phil voice was stern enough that Kelly got the message and simply said; "Yes sir."

Kelly ate her breakfast that her Father loving made for her, but she ate quickly. She was curious as to what daddy laid out for her.

Once back in her bedroom she looked at her bed and saw a conservative dress, one that she'd worn to church. Next to it was pantyhose and blue nylon panties. The shoes were the black patent leather flats. She would have chosen the pumps but overall she couldn't complain.

Phil & Kelly got into the car and discussed what she was going to say. Phil had to admit that if she did apologize according to her given speech, she'd easily get some sympathy and another chance.

They got to the school ½ hour before the first bell and went to the principal's office. The first person they saw was Mrs. Barrett to whom Kelly had to give her first of many apologizes. Mrs. Barrett was skeptical and assured Kelly that she'd be watched closely.

Mr. Collins accepted her humble and contrite confession of repentance. Looking over to Phil he asked; "How did you managed that?"

Phil replied, " It's amazing what you can accomplish with chains & whips."

"Daddy!!" Kelly gasped feigned horror.

Mr. Collins chuckled, he did wonder how much truth there was in the jest. Mr. Collins bemoaned the passing of the days when a teacher could wield a paddle without fear of reprisals.

It was decided that Kelly would go to each class just as it was about to commence and give her apology to the teacher and the class. Afterwards she's to return to Mr. Collins office and study her lessons.

The day dragged by for Kelly. The humiliation of apologizing lessened each time. The teachers had to accept the apology but the kids gave catcalls and hisses. Kelly said she was sorry to little Caroline, the girl Kelly bullied, wouldn't accept Kelly's apology at all. She was still angry and let Kelly know it. Kelly realized that she herself was responsible for the anger people felt for her. She'd have to work hard to change those feelings, as well as suffer for causing all the trouble.

Phil picked up Kelly shortly after her last class started and she delivered her last apology. He was concerned that perhaps his plans for Kelly's atonements might go to far and damage her fragile psyche. He had been shopping for most of the day and was preparing for the torments of Kelly's young body. Phil hoped that at the end of twelve days his daughter would come through the refining atonements and shine like pure gold. So far she has accepted the judgments, however the refining has only just begun.

"Hi daddy." Kelly said as she got into the car.

"How did it go?" Phil asked.

Kelly explained in detail each apology and the teacher's response. She knew that she lost her old friends. However several kids let her know that they admired her for what she did and told her she could be their friend.

"Daddy, I know that I've been a fool. I can only hope I can do better."

"Little one, knowing you're a fool is the beginning of wisdom."

Kelly liked that, her Father was encouraging her to try hard at improving her attitude and her life.

"You've come a long way to fixing that fence. You were embarrassed all day, weren't you?"

"Yeah." Kelly replied but when she heard daddy clear his throat she added. "Er. Yes sir."

"Well, that will be the theme for today and most of the remaining time before you go back to school."

"What do I have to do?"

"Follow orders. Remember you can say no at any time but that would only and hinder your cleansing and you're coming along so well I'd hate to see you get off the track. Today you are grounded until bedtime."

Kelly didn't have long to wait to find out her fate, a fate she was determined to accept and bear, hopefully with dignity. What daddy just said sounded strange, after all wasn't she already grounded she thought. Then again daddy never said she was.

As they walked into their home from the garage Kelly had butterflies in her tummy and an itch in her crotch. Strange, that didn't happen at school, yet here at home with daddy, she was excited about being embarrassed by daddy.

"Kelly, stop."

They had just entered the living room. Phil was carrying the bag he took from the car.

"Take off all your clothes. Unless we go out some like church or the mall, you will remain naked until you go back to school."

Phil said not another word. He just looked at Kelly and waited.

Kelly was in emotional turmoil. She could not remember ever being naked in front of her Father before and now she had to strip bare. She could so no but if she did then she'd be recanting her surrender. Slowly she started to undo the buttons on her dress.

Phil watched with rapt fascination. The last time he saw her naked was when she was three. Her Mother had been the one to wash and dress her. His gazed upon her as she undid the training bra. She didn't need one, she hadn't started developing yet.

Kelly sat on the floor as she removed the panty hose. Once she had only the blue lace panties left she looked up to daddy. She saw his interest. She saw him feasting on the scene she provided for him. She felt herself getting moist between her legs. She took the panties off very slowly almost teasing daddy.

Phil nearly forgot why he had his daughter stripping. His eyes followed as she stood up and clasped her hands behind her back. He saw as she blushed from head to her crotch. He thought that it was touching that she'd do as he told her even though it was embarrassing.

Phil looked at his daughter with an intense interest. He saw her undeveloped body with its baby fat. His eyes went to her cleft between her legs. It was puffy, pink an desirable.

It took Phil a few seconds before he remembered the bag in his hand. When he did he reached in and with drew a Bristol mat, the type you use to wipe your feet before entering a home. He laid it on the floor and pointed to it and said. "Sit."

Kelly looked to the mat and then at her daddy and then back to the matt.

"That's going to hurt!" She exclaimed.

"Well duhhh." Phil chuckled. Then in a stern voice;" You'll sit on that mat until your bedtime spanking. You'll sit on it while you're doing your homework, eating dinner and if you have time while watching TV."

Kelly lowered herself onto the mat. He butt cheeks came in contact with the bristles and she let out an "Ohhh!"

Phil kept an eye on her as she tried her best to sit without moving. When she moved, the bristles would scratch her twat causing the need to rub herself but daddy told her not to. When she just sat the bristles pressed into her tender flesh, which drove her to distraction. She could barely comprehend what she read and just wasn't interested in the television. Daddy let her watch what ever she wanted but the sensations in her hiney wouldn't let her focus on what see was watching. Her tush was hot from the prickling bristles. Daddy was watching her as she did her homework and saw her put her hands on the seat and raise her body off the mat. So when she was done Phil took the duct tape and secured her right hand above her left elbow and her left hand at her right elbow. Now if she moved she had to slide over the mat and then the bristles really dug into her. It was with great relief when daddy finally announced it was time for bed and her spanking.

Kelly laid across her Father's lap and was anticipating the smacking to start anytime. Her Father hand was rubbing her butt cheeks. He hadn't thought that the mat would act like a tenderizer on her butt. She was already red and very warm, even gentle taps would be painful for her. Then again that's what a spanking is supposed to be. Phil again started with light pats all over the buttocks. The second circuit was just a bit harder and harder still for the third.

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Kelly's was already sore from that damn mat and now that daddy was smacking her bottom the pain was electric. With each smack a jolt went through her whole body but seemed to concentrate between her legs. Tonight was different, the tingling made her buck and as the pain built up so was the thrill growing in her pussy.

Smack wap wap smack slap For some reason Phil couldn't understand why he was hitting Kelly much harder than he had the previous night.

Since Kelly was naked with no panties hindering her legs, she spread those coltish gams. Phil got a good look at Kelly's vagina and vulva. He saw her slit open to reveal her moist pink channel. He knew what was happening as she ground her pelvis into his leg. He had a better look at her cunny. He saw what reminded him of a rose, her labia's looking like petals wet with the morning dew.

Her breathing became ragged as she panted with each spank.

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Phil's pant leg was getting wet from the juices flowing from Kelly's pussy. Phil then did something he never thought himself capable of doing. He put his fore finger on Kelly's clit. This caused her to jerk as the most exquisite feeling coursed through her pre-teen body.

Phil swirled his finger around and around. Kelly's body shook. She griped his left leg and squeezed as if her life depended on it. Her crying turned to whimpering and groaning.

Once Phil's fingers were slick he pressed his middle finger onto her anus, which brought a squeal from Kelly. Phil pushed and very soon his finger slide in. Next he pushed a finger in her pussy and felt around for her G-Spot. Finally with his thumb he resumed swirling her clit. With his right hand he was pleasuring her while with his left he spanked.

Kelly's body was trashing, her legs kicking and her head shaking. Her butt was on fire from the spanking and her pussy was on fire from the masturbation. Soon her groans gave way to her calling out to daddy, Jesus and the Mother of God. She reached her orgasm as her body went rigid like a board and let out a "MMMMM....Owwwww!!!!"

Phil Stopped the swirling and massaging and just held his daughter.

Once her breathing return to something near normal He positioned her on his lap while she calmed down and got his other leg wet from her drippings.

Phil held her while he stroked her face and whispered comforting words. After several minutes Kelly looked up and asked; " Daddy, what happen?"

"Don't tell me you never masturbated before."

Kelly lowered her head and sheepishly replied;" Yeah but nothing like that happened."

"That's cause you were doing it for fun. When I do it to you it's a reward for taking your punishment."

"Gee. If I'm real good tomorrow can I get two rewards?"

That tickled Phil and chuckled his reply; "We'll see Hon."