This short story is an entry in the 2003 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: Ageplay
Daddy's Baby-Girl
By
I was deteriorating. This continuing inherited event caused me to be afraid and brave. Another yin yang, pain-pleasure of my personality.
We met here on the SSS wonder of all wonders we fell in love, sight unseen. When we got together in real-life, real-time, miracles of miracles we loved each other even more.
After four years, with ups and downs, that elusive, remarkable state, I didn't think I deserved; unconditional love became a reality.
I knew what it felt like; I'd had it with my father. How I missed it. How I missed my father.
One night, despite my fear and embracing my bravado, when he called me from work I asked in one rush of breath, "Can I call you Daddy?"
I didn't give him a chance to answer, I babbled on. "I never had anything sexual with my Father. It isn't that. It's your expectation of me. The way you love me for me. I was never really disciplined growing up. I got away with way too much. I had wanted to be stopped. No one had the time or inclination. After raising three difficult girls, I guess with the fourth he just wanted to get along. He was dying. He wanted us to be close. Now, with you, I have someone with the inclination to keep me in line. And I just feel so close to you. What do you think?"
I had spoke so fast my abrupt ending shocked him I think. My heart was palpitating, and waiting. I could feel my heart beating with the fear I had reigned in.
"I'd be honored if you called me Daddy, baby girl."
I blew out the breath I didn't know I had been holding.
"Say it, baby girl."
All of a sudden, I couldn't. I was embarrassed.
"Say it. It's all right."
Very softly I said; "I love you Daddy."
"I love you too baby girl. I'll be home soon."
At 9:48 p.m. he walked into our bedroom. I wore a pink and white lacy baby doll set. We kissed eyes wide open and all I saw was love and compassion.
"Daddy's going to spank your bare bottom. Good and hard."
I shivered and peeked up at him between my bangs and gave him a pout. He rolled up his shirtsleeve, slowly, eyeing me. He sat on the bed beside me and guided me over his lap. It all felt like a dream. The bottom rub. The lowering of my panties. The sound of the first hand smack on my bare hinny. After that, everything was real-life, real-time.
He spanked me till I cried: "Daddy no!" Until I begged: "Daddy please stop!" Until I promised, "I'll be so good Daddy. Honest!"
He spanked me until I was sobbing and submissive to every spank.
When he stopped spanking he pulled me up onto his lap and cuddled me. My head resting below his chin and against the security of his comforting chest. Daddy knew what I deserved.
The End
© Copyright Peachesicu, 24 August 2003
Reviews
Pablo <pablo.stubbs(at)newsguy(dot)com>
Sweet and dreamy, this is a happy read. Nothing hugely different or surprising, but that's kind of the point. This is a certain ideal type of relationship, described with the wide-eyed wonder that comes with this sort of connection. It's a classic structure, and all the more happy for that. Nicely written, every word infused with the right sort of feeling.
Brad <b_radleym(at)yahoo(dot)com(dot)au>
I love the way it was written. One of the best Daddy-baby girl scenes I have read.
Trisha Allen <trishaallen(at)mindspring(dot)com>
Great story! Well written and structured. Full of emotion and just enough detail, to make you feel her excitement and fear. Also, enough detail, to pull on the heartstrings of every girl out there, desiring to find this kind of loving connection. Some could even be a little jealous! Great work! Keep it up!
Thanks a lot.