This is another scenario where Princess runs from her Daddy while being punished. See, these are events that were talked about with my sweet Daddy at the time. I read a story where the girl ran when she was being punished and I asked him what he would do and his reply was it would depend on how naughty I was. So...here you have it, this is what I think would happen on both accounts. (The other scenario is Daddy Busts Princess)
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I've been in playful mood all week. It's been fun teasing my sweet Daddy and seeing how much I can get away with. He does have a great sense of humor as long as I don't take things too far. I think today may have been one of those days that my sweet Daddy just wasn't in the mood for my playfulness.
He already had a rough day at work. The only good thing about the day he had said was that it was Friday and he was home with his baby. I had dinner sitting on the table and his drink in my hand as I greeted him at the door. I can't help but get excited when I see my sweet Daddy walk through the door.
I was still wearing my yoga outfit because I didn't have time to change and have dinner ready by the time Daddy got home. He didn't seem to mind. In fact, I saw the way his eyes roamed over my body while I was in my sport bra and yoga shorts. The way he lustfully smiled at me made me blush. I heard a low laugh from him. He just loved making me blush.
That's ok the mood I'm in, I will have my pay back. I can't help but still be in that feisty mood that I have been in all week. We had dinner and then Daddy moved over to the family room to watch TV. I cleaned up the kitchen and made our dessert. Then I just couldn't help myself. I started teasing Daddy mercilessly from the kitchen.
Daddy played along for a little while but then I saw him frown at one of my smart ass remarks. I could tell I may have pushed him a little too far. He just gave me his warning look. I don't know what got into me but instead of getting the hint I burst into laughter. He looked surprised then smiled in amusement.
See, Daddy does have a great sense of humor! I walked over with our desserts. I sat mine on the table and took some of the whip cream from his and wiped some on his nose. He looked hilarious with the whipped cream on his nose. It made me giggle at my own silliness.
However, Daddy didn't seem too pleased at this point. He said something about wiping it off and I replied with what I thought was humorous remark. Unfortunately, he took what I said as a smart ass remark. Couldn't Daddy see I'm in a playful mood? Doesn't he know I'm feeling restless? I guess he will find out soon enough.
"Careful Princess, you have been pushing your luck all week!" Daddy warned as he wiped the whipped cream off his nose. I pouted a little because I wanted to lick it off.
I grabbed my dessert off the table and before I knew what I was doing I had a spoonful of the delicious dessert and flung it at Daddy. It landed on the side of his face and began to drip down. The look on his face was priceless and I burst into laughter but the glare he gave me made me silent immediately and want to sink in the couch to disappear.
I don't know what had gotten into me. I know when I can play with Daddy and when I can't. Today is one of those days and I should know better than to push him. Especially, after he warned me. I just can't help myself. I get in these moods and only Daddy can straighten me out. It's like I crave him to put me in my place so I act up on purpose. I can't explain it.
Don't get me wrong, I don't enjoy upsetting my sweet Daddy but I get restless or anxious or something. Daddy understands it better than me. He knows what I need and when I need it. That is why he is good for me. He helps me stay focused otherwise I'm out of control. As Daddy glared at me wiping away the dessert, I took another spoonful and held it up.
"Don't you dare!" He threatened. I giggled wickedly.
After all, he did say dare didn't he? What the hell is wrong with me? I flung it at him again and it smacked right between his eyes. That did it, he pounced on me. He used his sleeve to wipe his face but he flipped me over on my stomach.
"Is this what you need princess? You need a spanking from Daddy?" He challenged as he held me down. He swatted my behind with his hand a few times and I kicked my legs. I tried flipping back over wrestling with him but Daddy is much stronger than me. He's hard to move but that didn't stop me from trying. I almost succeeded in flipping him over a few times but he held his ground.
"Oh princess, you can't escape!" He growled low in my ear. I snorted out of frustration. I wanted to flip him over so badly. He let out a low laugh and slapped my ass a few more times. The more he laughed the more annoyed I was becoming. Somehow in my playfulness I became indignant. I heard myself growl back at Daddy saying something harsh.
He froze for a moment at my words and stared at me speechless. I was panting loudly glaring at him. I of course didn't mean what I said but it's all a part of my feistiness coming to a head which is unfortunate for my sweet Daddy. He was now going to have to put me in my place. I looked at Daddy and he smirked at me. He knows he won. I can see it in his smug face. That's why I was frustrated in the first place and said what I said.
"Excuse me?" Daddy asked somberly. I didn't answer him instead I stuck my tongue out at him and I looked away. I know he heard me. I just didn't want to repeat it. Daddy's raised his eyebrows in surprise and he shook his head frowning at me.
"I know you heard me Daddy. I don't feel I need to repeat it." I stated bravely. He gawked at me for a moment and doesn't say anything so I turned my head in his direction. He smiled at me menancely and his eyes twinkled with a wicked gleam.
"Oh princess, you really shouldn't have done that. I would have let it slide just this once but I can't now. I'm going to have to punish my naughty little girl after all. I'm sorry but you have left me no choice." He stated sternly. I glanced up at Daddy and pleaded with him using my eyes but he just shook his head. OK, I guess I asked for this. I did want to push him right? What was I thinking again?
He grabbed for his belt buckle and began to unbuckle his belt. He held me down using one of his hands as he pulled his belt through his pant loops. I didn't even struggle. There is a part of me that needed this and I knew that. He knew this too. He also knew that was part of the reason why I pushed him to his breaking point in the first place.
He pulled his belt off and wrapped it around his other hand. I felt his knee in my back for a moment as he peeled down my yoga shorts. His free hand roamed over my bare behind that was already pink from his previous slaps. I moaned as I felt Daddy's hands on my rear.
My stomach was jittery like it always does right before Daddy spanks me with his belt but I also had that other tingling sensation between my legs. Yes, I will always be Daddy's naughty little girl. I can't help but smile when Daddy wasn't looking. I heard Daddy snap the belt behind me which made me jump. He put one of his hands on the back of my neck and spread my legs further apart.
"Do you know why you're being punished?" Daddy inquired.
"Yes, Daddy" I whispered.
"Why, my naughty little girl? Why do I have to punish my princess?" Daddy asked as he continued to rub my backside.
"For talking back and disrespecting my sweet Daddy!" I retorted as I actually shook my ass at him. I heard Daddy let out a low growl and I just knew I was really pushing my luck. What the hell am I doing? I am in no position to be sassy with Daddy.
"Stay still!" I heard Daddy command as he slapped my backside hard with his hand. I don't move; not even to acknowledge that I heard him. He is still rubbing my ass warming it up then WHACK! I inhaled deeply as I took the first hit. Daddy swung his arm back and I can hear the belt whoosh down in the air falling hard on my ass again WHACK! Daddy kept the same rhythm which was easier for me to predict when I would feel the next smack. I bit my lower lip when he reached number ten. My ass stung and I knew Daddy wasn't finished yet. The belt swung back again and I rolled from the couch and from Daddy. I scrambled to my feet and dashed into the other room.
