As I lay here strapped over the kitchen table with my hands tied to the corners, my feet still on the ground, legs spread very wide and my ass inflamed from the spankings I received I let my mind wander back to how I got in the predicament to begin with. If only, I hadn't gotten in trouble with daddy I would be feeling pleasure instead of waiting here begging for relief to answer my drumming clit and soothe my burning ass.
We woke up like any other day. Daddy surprised me by stroking his enormous cock in and out of my pussy giving me an intense orgasm to begin the day. Oh, how I love waking up that way. Then we both entered our double shower to get ready for our day. Daddy had to go to work and I had by set scheduled that daddy planned for me.
I take classes at the university. Daddy always wants me to improve myself and be the best that I can be. He not only supports my decision of returning to school but has now included that as part of his rules for me. I also go to Yoga every day during the week which helps me stay fit and toned. Daddy likes that as well and has included fitness in my rules as well.
Anyhow, we both leave for our day without any problems. I go to Yoga and my first class without any difficulty but then a classmate mentions to skip our classes and go to the mall. I usually call daddy if my plans change. He likes to know where his baby is located but I knew he was very busy at work and I didn't want to bother him.
I found myself in the car with my classmate on the way to mall. I was thinking of going to Victoria Secrets to buy some new lingerie. I love wearing new lingerie and wearing it around the house for daddy. I was also on a mission to find a new bathing suit.
I was having such a good time. It's been awhile since I strayed from my schedule and just had some free time to spend with a friend. I know daddy doesn't mind if I go out with friends. He actually encourages me to go out and do things on my own as long as he's aware of the plans.
We shopped, had lunch and just enjoyed the day chatting that I lost track of time. I was very happy with purchases that I had found and couldn't wait to model them for daddy. My friend drove me back to my car that was parked in the school parking lot. That was the first time I noticed how late it was when I put my key in the ignition.
Oops, it is already 5:30 in the evening. Where did the time go? If I race home I could get there before daddy does or so I thought. What I didn't know is that he got off work early and has been trying to call me this whole time. I never heard the phone ring because I left it on silent. These are things I didn't know as I raced home trying to beat daddy home.
I pull in the driveway and my heart sank just a little when I saw daddy's car already parked. Busted! I glance quickly up at the house and I saw him pacing back in forth through the front picture window. My mind raced as I thought about what to tell daddy and the reason I'm late. Then my phone rings interrupting my thought process. I answer it and its anther friend of mine. She is talking a mile a minute and I am only half listening while I stand on the sidewalk stalling to face daddy. Daddy saw me standing in front of our house and went to the front door holding it open for me. Damn, want am I going to say?
I walk slowly through the door that he held open for me. I sneak a peek up into his eyes and I saw sense of relief but then his face changes into rage. He begins to glare at me and I feel butterflies fluttering around in my stomach. I am so nervous. Daddy barely gave me a chance to say good bye to my friend before he ripped the phone from me. He completely surprised me. He has never done that before.
I would have said something to him about being rude but a little voice told me to keep quiet. I stood there with my heart pounding as I watched him scroll through my phone. He shows me the missed text messages and phone calls from him. He has been calling me for a couple of hours now.
I have missed phone calls from him before and the result was brutal. Daddy punished my ass so hard that I was unable to sit down comfortably for a couple of days. I forgot to turn my ringer on then too. Daddy had warned me many times about remembering to turn my ringer on after class. He has also warned me about getting back to him in a timely matter. He felt like he had no choice but to punish me. He hoped by punishing me it would make me remember to turn my ringer on. I forgot again, crap.
Daddy worries about me and when I don't get back to him his imagination runs wild. He isn't sure if his little girl is in danger or getting herself in trouble. I can't believe I forgot about turning my ringer back on again. We just had this discussion about a month ago. I put down my purchases and frantically looked through one of the bags to find the Victoria Secret bag. I thought maybe if he saw what I bought and pictured me in my new sexy lingerie he might forget why he was angry with me to begin with.
That didn't seem to be the case since he grabbed my arm dragging me to the couch. As I was dragged I asked him if he wanted to see what I bought and then smiled at him mischievously. He unfortunately was not interested and pushed me down on the couch hard. I am sitting on the couch and daddy sits on the coffee table in front of me with his legs enclosing on the outside of mine with his knees pressed against the couch. I am feeling trapped with nowhere to run as I peep up at him. He still has my phone in his hand and he is staring at me intensely.
