"Uh-oh baby girl," you grin at me. My heart is racing as I anticipate your next move.
"SO, it appears you had some fun at Daddy's expense. Was it worth what's going to happen next?"
I put my head down in shame. You walk over to me and tilt my head up by my chin.
"Look at me, little one." I look you right in your eyes.
"Daddy, I can explain!"
"No need. Come here."
You advance towards me and I begin to shake where I stand. I know what's coming. You grab me by my hand and lead me to the bedroom.
"Remove your tights, baby," you say as you move to sit in the armchair. I do as I'm told.
"Good girl. Assume the position."
Immediately, I walk to the short end of the bed and lower my top half down onto it. I lift my skirt only partially over my butt, giving you limited view. You sit in silence for what seems like hours but really is only about 5 minutes.
The sound of you undoing your belt sends shivers through me. I can hear the motions of you standing up, unbuttoning and unzipping your pants. The sliding of your belt from your pant loops gives me goose bumps. The sound of leather excites and frightens me.
Silently, you make your way over to me. I grow uneasy with each second you spend not touching me.
Then, a jolt of pleasure rushes through me at the feel of you running your belt gently across my bottom. I can feel wetness pool between my legs in anticipation of what is coming next.
"Will you be still for Daddy? Or will I have to restrain you?"
I circle my bottom in the air, egging you to spank me.
"I will be still."
I hear you chuckle under your breath. Pain shoots through me at the feel of you grabbing a fistful of my hair and pulling my face back to look at you.
"Then stop moving your fucking ass like that, you worthless slut."
I nod. "Yes Daddy."
Quickly I bring my body to stillness.
This position makes me feel so vulnerable. Bent over the side of the bed, bare bottomed, cheek against the mattress, arms out to the sides.
There is nothing I can do in this position to prepare for whatever you will do to me. I just have to take it all.
After a minute or so of you running the belt across my skin, you break the unbearable pleasure with a quick, sharp smack of the belt. I know it will welt by the way it stings.
I try to keep still as you deliver five more back to back. Your last one is brutal and unforgiving. I scream out in pain but manage to keep still.
"There ya go baby. Get loud for Daddy."