I was out running errands this morning and before coming home I decided to check on Tumblr to see what my baby girl had been up to in my absence. As usual she had been blogging, which I always loved because I got to see what she was writing to me. But I also found pictures she had posted. Pictures of what is mine! With a growl I threw my phone in the back seat and drove straight home.
When I walked in the door she could tell by the look on my face that I had seen the posts. She knew that she was in trouble. She looked up at me sheepishly and whimpered,
"I'm sorry Daddy! I know I am supposed to ask for permission before posting pictures of myself. I just got so caught up in it."
Quietly I walked to her side and looked down at her. The silence was heavy as I glared at her. Finally I spoke.
"SO.... Baby girl likes letting strangers see her?" I asked her, and my voice sounded more like the growl of a wolf than the soft gentle tones she was used to. "She likes taking her clothes off, letting people see what is Daddy's?"
"No Daddy." She mumbled softly.
Continuing to look down into her eyes, I slowly pulled her shirt up and off, then reached for her bra and pulled it off as well.
"Always tell the truth baby girl." I said, chastising her for the lie. "Does it turn you on to let people see what you are hiding under those clothes? So turned on you couldn't even check with Daddy before posting pictures of yourself?"
A flush covered her cheeks as she thought of how turned on she had been before I had come home. Turned on by imagining how aroused people all over the world were getting by looking at her body. She looked up at me more assured and said, "Yes Daddy it does"
I opened her jeans and pulled them down her legs. She was wearing blue lace boy shorts that I had picked out, knowing that they would look simply incredible on her. I growled realizing that she had changed before starting to show off.
I struggled to keep my voice calm as I asked, "You like showing off your sexiest panties? The ones that you know are my favorite? That you know are just for me?"
SMACK! Giving her a slap through her panties I then pulled them off. Her response was simply a moan and another whimper. Soon she stood before me completely naked, her arms hanging in front of her, her hands clasped, her bottom lip trembling slightly.
"Go get your collar," I commanded softly.
With a gasp she looked up at me and I saw the fear mixed with excitement in her eyes.
"M...my collar, sir?" She stammered quietly. She didn't move, just looked up at me, unsure of what was going to happen to her
SMACK! I spanked her tight little ass again and said, "Yes little girl, your collar. Now!"
Turning, she walked to our bedroom and returned with her black leather collar in her hand. Taking it from her I fastened it around her neck just tight enough to remind her of whose she is. Taking a long thin silver chain from my briefcase I fastened it to her collar with a sharp "CLICK" which sent a shiver through her.
Keeping the other end of the chain tight in my hand I turned and opened the front door leading her behind me. With a gasp she froze and looked at me scared.
"Daddy??" She asked, whimpering.