This story is written in collaboration with WILockguy. In both Kitten's point of view and Daddy's point of view.
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This was the first time Daddy had gone on an over night job without me. It rankled. All day long I'd been sending Daddy naughty suggestions of the things I wanted him to do to me and photos of my most intimate parts. He was working and I knew I would be punished for my Sassy behavior. I was anticipating a spanking, but I had no idea how much of a spanking I would be getting. When he called me and told me that he was on the way home, I could tell by his voice that I had caused him some discomfort throughout the day. He used that voice, the one that made me want to drop to my knees and worship his cock. He told me in no uncertain terms that I was to be ready for him when he got home. I knew what that meant. I was to be freshly showered with his favorite body soap, shaved but for that most intimate of areas. He liked me to have a bit of hair so that i did not look like a prepubescent girl.
I was also to put on the newest bra and pantie set that we purchased the weekend before. This set was red and lacy. The bra pulled together and pushed up my tits so they looked perky and full and the panties were of the thong variety, tucking in my stomach and shaping my ass in just the right way. As I finished putting together the finishing touches, I glanced at the clock. I had 2 minutes to spare. Walking in my stocking-ed feet to the cushion by the front door, I was feeling a little trepidation. At the last minute I remembered the collar and pulled it out of the drawer in the entryway table where we kept it. It was black leather with my other name carved into it. It clicked into place as I heard the door open.
I was kneeling when he walked in the door. I smiled up at him.
"Welcome home, Daddy." I said.
"Kitten, you have been a naughty girl today, haven't you?" He asked.
"Yes, Daddy." I responded appropriately.
Daddy kissed me full on the mouth biting my lower lip giving me a taste of what was to come. and clipped the matching leash to my collar. Daddy gave the leash a slight tug and I got to my feet and followed him to our room. I watched him settle in his overstuffed chair the he insisted we keep in the room. I smiled at the memory of the purchase and how I was vehement about it not being the right look for the room. I was pulled down over Daddy's lap.
I knew what my behavior warranted, I'd get either the crop or the belt. My behavior had been atrocious of late. Last week she called to remind Daddy of their standing dinner appointment to discuss the boys. I had checked the calendar and it wasn't there. Daddy never forgot the put anything in the calendar on his phone as it would automatically sync with the computer. As I was running the office end of the business, I was always aware of his appointments.
I couldn't fathom why this wasn't in the calendar. As the day drew nearer and nearer my sassiness grew exponentially. I was out of control. Daddy required absolute submission if we were to make my dream a reality. It had been 6 months since I moved to Wisconsin. I didn't hesitate when he sent me the plane ticket. 18 months had passed since the day he noticed me in the Lobby of our favorite chat site. The first 12 months were filled with us fighting our individual demons. I slayed all of mine. I had to. I required it. I slay the first the weekend after he told me that she wanted a second chance. I took that Demon out of her cage and I fought her to the death. She died fighting and for a second I thought she might have the upper hand. I saw an opening and my sword drove right through her heart. I was victorious and couldn't wait to share the news with Daddy.
Daddy placed his hand on my ass. This meant it was personal. I gasped. With each strike he reminded me that I was loved. I was cherished beyond all measure, I wanted for nothing, he reminded me that I needed to ignore the ghosts of the slain demons of my past. With continued strikes came more positive reinforcement.
"I will make your dreams a reality." He said and he struck my ass again.
"I know, Daddy." I replied.
Three more strikes in rapped succession.
"Then why be such a Sassass?" He asked me.
I told him of my fears and asked why dinner with her wasn't in the calendar. And wondered aloud why I wasn't allowed to go with him on this overnight trip.
"I missed you, Daddy. I don't want to ever lose you. When you are gone my heart aches until you are within my sight once again." I told him.
More and more he struck my ass with his hand. I could feel the heat and the sting with each hit of his hand upon my already inflamed ass.
"Kitten, I will never, ever fucking leave you, You are everything to me!" He proclaimed while striking my tender ass over and over again. I whimpered for the first time and reached up to wipe the tear from my eye before Daddy saw it.
I knew I had not delivered. I had not fully submitted to Daddy. Fear had grabbed a hold of me and was beginning to strangle me. Fear of his changing his mind, fear of him realizing what a mistake he made in bringing me to him. Fear of failure in this venture.
Suddenly, I find myself on our bed. One word from him and I was on all fours with my ass high in the air. I felt him slide his cock into my pussy with ease. I shuddered and asked him to fuck me.
"Fuuuck me, Daddy." I pleaded. Thankfully he obliged. The whole time he is ramming his cock into me, I am still feeling the sting of his hand upon my ass. The harder he pounds into me the harder me smacks my already beet red and aflame ass. I feel him grab a hold of my long tresses and pull back roughly. By this time I could feel my climax ready to erupt. I knew I wasn't allowed to until he allowed it.
"Daddy, please, may I? I need to cum." I begged.
"You may, Kitten." He said.
Harder still, he slams into me. Harder still, he strikes my ass. Never has Daddy beat my ass so soundly.
"Fuck, Daddy!" I yell out. Together as one we both let go. Together as one, as we have been for awhile now.
"Kitten, remember your dreams are in your hands, you control whether or not the become a reality. It is time for your total submission. You know, I can't help you unless you submit. I will keep telling you this for as long as needed, I will not ever leave you. There is only you, no other." He explained to me. All the while that he is talking he starts the bath with my favorite bubbles and rubs the cream on my very red and extremely aflame ass. Giving me gentle kisses all over and holding me close. Until the water is ready and he carries me to the bath.
As the tears roll down my face, I tell Daddy that I know and that I am sorry for my sassiness of late. That I have learned from it.
Once in the tub, I look up at Daddy, tears still running down my face.
"I am sorry, Daddy, you know that, right?" I ask him, sniffling.
"Kitten, I know. Now enjoy your bath and relax while I make dinner. And call out with you are ready, I'll come dry you off." He say as he walks to the kitchen.
Daddy's View Point
Her sass was on a completely new level. It was almost shocking. She was talking back regularly, she was failing completing tasks, and her messages were downright controversial. I was out of town overnight and I needed to reel her in, the second I got home.
