Tuesday Wor - Poppy Brown

I slept very well last night till 6.25 when I crept into my Daddys bed to wake them both up.

Having got P wet and Daddy hard and stiff I was chosen to be f*cked.

I was put on all fours with my head once again placed between P's legs as Daddy pounded me from behind, I chuckled as his balls played a beat on my bottom but soon came to my senses after 10 hard slaps.

I'm such a lucky girl.

Daddy and P were both as excited as I was about my news from work about Mr. Green and me.

Apparently Mr. Green, I must confirm if his name is Brian, rang my Daddy, not my dad, to say I was going to his office but did not like the idea of spanking with no reason, so daddy explained how to do a good girl spanking and make me kneel and thank him as sex was out of the question.

So, 4.30 arrived at last and I reported to Mr. Green, my head full of nothing, wondering if I was being forward, even naughty.

Maybe he never heard, and I should creep away, maybe he was not back from another branch.

"Come in."

Big deep breath time, "Hello Sir, I was not sure if you were in."

"Did you hope I was, or wish I was not Poppy?"

"Wow Sir, you sure ask some hard questions."

"I am teasing Poppy, you do not have to answer it."

"Hoped you were Sir, if you think I am talking out of place will you please punish me and tell my mum and dad? You know what my dad thinks of people stepping out of line, specially me Sir."

He put his finger to my lips and walked to the guest chair, pulled it out and sat down.

I walked towards him in great sadness, had I been nothing more than a stupid schoolgirl with an adult crush.

I undid my skirt and let it drop to the floor, I knew I had no knickers on, but modesty was the last thing on my mind.

I draped myself over his knee, hoping I would get the hiding I deserved.

"Now Poppy," he rubbed my bottom in circles, "Lift up a little." he pushed my jumper up towards my neck, letting my small titties to rest on his knee, I began to weep, I just could not help it.

"Shhh darling Poppy," His left hand cupped my breast and he began to gently spank my bottom, first one cheek and then the other, then a rub.

He worked my nipple to a peak as he began to slap my bottom harder and harder.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Sirrrrrr." My clitty gave me away as I had a little cum.

He stopped and worked my titties and bottom.

"Now kneel to thank Sir Poppy."

I could not believe my ears, with tears dropping onto my breasts I knelt and began to unbutton his fly, just as Daddy had taught me, I reached into his underpants and pulled out his willy making a big job of it, again as Daddy had taught me.

My eyes never left his eyes as I licked his willy from the top to his balls, I nibbled his shaft, he was getting harder and harder and longer and longer.

I took him in as far as I could, and gagged as taught, as he hit the back of my throat.

I worked hard till he arched, and I eased back as he filled me with his cum.

I cleaned him up and tucked him away.

"Thank you for my spanking sire, I am sure I deserved it."

"It will be the first of many my darling girl if I have my way."

He wants to have his way, I am sure that's what he said, hope its soon.

He helped me up and his hand touched my pussy lips, just rubbing, not inserting, but still giving me a slight shudder.

"Good girl, now put your skirt on then come to my desk and kiss me."

"Yes Sir,"

My jumper was still up over my tiny tits and Sir massaged them gently, why doesn't he slap them like my Daddy does to mine and P's.

He pinched my nipples and lifted me to my tippy toes and kissed me again.

My head was back to its emptiness, I was in overdrive as he gave me another passionate kiss and I was bid goodbye.

In the light of day and speaking to Daddy last night he brought up a couple of problems, the biggest being married couples cannot work in the same bank, we need to give that some thought.

Let's face it my dad had already found me a boy whose family he liked, and I must say I liked the boy too, but not like Mr. Green.

The agreement between the boy's and my parents had been spoken about, bit like a dowry, and agreed.

My Daddy carries a lot of weight and hopefully he will sort everything out for me/us, but I know what God has planned for us is set in stone, so I will pray harder tonight, and add in Mr. Green.

My dad wants me home tonight as I had the weekend away and will be with Daddy most weekends going forward.

I know I will be given a few hidings and defo f*cked by him and my brother, does it sound bad if I say I miss it, and that home life, even the wooden spooning from mum.