"Hold Still!" he said as I felt his arm tighten around my waist, holding me firmly across his lap. He had my legs pinned beneath his and I couldn't move, even if I wanted to. My t-shirt fell forward as my head was just inches from the floor as he'd bent me over. My small breasts touched the porcelain and instantly hardened into large pebbles. I was getting goosebumps, not just from the chill, but the anticipation of my first punishment with my daddy dom.
I'd been a very bad girl, I'd sassed him, after I'd stayed out much later than I'd told him I'd be home. I was having fun with my friends, and I didn't want to come home early as I'd promised daddy. My daddy and I have a great relationship, he's much older than me, and I like it that way, so does he. He also likes that I look much younger than I am. I'm 21 and don't look much older than I did when I was 12.
Daddy is a big, powerful man, with greying temples and a middle-aged paunch, he towers over me at 6'3" compared to my 4'11". He loves that he can carry me into the bedroom, or I can crawl up into his lap for cuddles and cock. Daddy has the biggest cock I've ever seen, and I know after my punishment, he'll be so hard that he'll bury it deep in me.
Daddy said he hates to have to punish me, but bad baby girls need it too. I have no idea what it will be like, but he said once it's over I'll be a better girl for it. Daddy and I have only recently come into this relationship. I am an elementary school music teacher. I went to an all-girls college, I did date a bit, but the awkward fumbling's and selfish notions of the guys I dated turned me completely off. I knew I needed a mature man to satisfy my needs and cravings. Besides, Daddy is very rich and already he's spoiling me rotten. We just took the relationship a step further and I accepted his collar.
Daddy is rubbing my back, telling me that my punishment will start soon. He tells me he loves me, and that he hates to have to do it, but that I need to follow his direction because it will make me a better person. He loves my exotic looks, blue eyed Asian (my mother is Chinese) with pale skin I acquired from my father (who is Scandinavian).
Daddy reaches over and grabs the hairbrush and tells me it's time. He explained that first I would get 5 smacks from the brush, and then an enema. I've never had one, and the thought makes me weak in the knees. Daddy says, when I take half of the bag, I will get 5 more smacks before taking the rest. He says that we are going to be doing enemas much more frequently because he's ready to own my ass, so he says, and his baby girl needs to be clean.