This short story is an entry in the 2001 Soc.Sexuality.Spanking Summer Short Story Contest and is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice. The author would appreciate your comments
Category: Adult and Age-Play
Playin' With the Peeper
By
Daddy tells me, "Be a good girl, now, and don't play with your little peeper!" Daddy says that when he goes to work and when he goes to the store. What does my Daddy think -- that I'm one of those sex perverts or somethin'!
I mean, I don't play with my little peeper every day or nothin'. So, once in awhile I forget and play with it! What do I have it for if I can't play with it?
And you know what? I bet that if my Daddy plays with his little friend, he doesn't get a spankin' like I do when I play with my little peeper! And you know why I get a spankin' when I play with it? 'Cause I tell Daddy about it! My Daddy always says "there is nothing worse than a liar."
Like last Saturday, my Daddy, he asked if I had been good and, um, I did make a little mistake -- I rubbed my little button thing the day before, but I didn't mean to! It just wouldn't leave me alone!
So you know what my Daddy did when I told him the truth? My Daddy, he made me go stand in the corner, and Daddy said, "Lift that skirt up and pull those panties down!"
Daddy said, "I'm going to have to punish you. It's for your own good. You know that don't you? You make me have to punish you. If you won't behave and follow the rules, then I have to punish you. You have left me no choice. I don't want you to turn out like a common slut on the street, do I? No, I don't, because I love my little one. You understand that, don't you? I must punish you because you leave me no choice!"
My Daddy, he takes his job very seriously. I knew that, and I was very nervous. I heard the clink noise! And then, I heard that swishy noise and more clink noise, and I just knew -- I knew my Daddy was taking off his belt!
Daddy strapped my coolies with his big belt! He did it a lot! And when I dropped my skirt 'cause I had to blow my nose, 'cause I was cryin' so much, my Daddy, he made me lift it "right back up there, right this minute!" And Daddy took the belt to my bottom -- slap, slap, slappin' across my bottom until Daddy was sure I meant it when I said, "Daddy! I promise! I will never play with my little peeper again, Daddy! I swear it!"
You know what I don't get? How come George Washington didn't get a whuppin'? Huh? I guess maybe George didn't have a good daddy like I do. I mean, his daddy didn't strap his bottom, and he cut down a whole cherry tree!
I am so glad that I have my Daddy, 'cause I don't want to be an ol' common slut on the street! No way! What is a common slut, anyway?
The End
© Copyright by Louiza, Summer, 2001
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Reviews
Alex Birch <alexbirch(at)blueyonder(dot)co(dot)uk>
I liked this one a lot! Although age play is not normally my 'bag' the art of a good story teller is in the style of writing and rthe ability to infuse pace and good humour to the story. I felt this one had both, particularly the storytellers s sage reflections on the inadvisability of always telling the truth!! Sharply observed.
Tami <tamishy(at)webtv(dot)net>
Some things just don't seem fair, this is one of them. Good luck, self-control is hard to master even for adults, daddies too.