Little T and Her Daddy J

"Baby," Chris said, "Can you please tell me and our guests, what's going to happen, please?"

"Ugh." Thought T, "Why does he always make me say? It's SO embarrassing!" But her gaze shifted to Sara and she remembered the horrible way she treated her friends.

"I'm going to get a punishment spanking, on the bare.

Chris continued, nodding. "Before I left you upstairs, I told you to bring down an implement that you felt would reflect your transgressions. Can you please tell us about what you brought?"

T looked at her Daddy and gulped, "Well, I know you always spank me with your hand first, and it's always ouchie." J nodded, "and I thought about what I did. First I let you down, because I let the yucky thoughts that it was my fault that uncle Chris got hurt take over and control my actions. We talked about it before and I should have come to you for help. That's what the bath brush is for. I'm sorry Daddy."

J rubbed her hands and said, "ok, baby girl. Continue."

T swallowed again but couldn't help her tears coming. "I... I brought the belt cause I hurt my friend. The belt is our scariest thing and it hurts SO BAD. But," T turned to Sara, "Sara is my Bestest Bestest friend and I hurt her. She was trying to help me and I hurt her. I love her and," T stopped to sniffle and wipe her tears, "I love her and uncle Chris so much and I shouldn't treat them like that. That's why I brought your belt Daddy, cause I deserve to get a really ouchie spanking with it for disregarding our friendship."

T started to cry and looked at Sara and Chris. They both had tears trailing down their cheeks at T's heartfelt explanation.

J squeezed T's hands. "OK princess, and the pull-ups?"

T squirmed a little and turned red. "Well... I... I was gonna put on my Hello Kitty ones on, but then I thought that I'm getting my bare bum spanked anyway, I don't think I'll need them. And I saw the pull ups in my dresser and I realized that acted very immaturly today and I don't think I should be allowed to wear my big girl panties after my spanking today. I know that means some more rules today for... " T sighed with embarrassment, "for... Potty time. But I want to make sure I remember to treat my special friends with respect."

Sara sobbed and cried out, "OH uncle J! Please! She's so sorry, can't you see?? Do you hafta spank her? I forgive you T!!"

J smiled at Sara. "Sara, if your Daddy was going to spank you, and T asked what you did, what do you think he'd say?"

Sara frowned. "I'd still get my bottom turned bright red... Can I at least give her a hug?"

J nodded and said, "Tell you what. You can give her a hug now, and when she takes her belt strapping for being disrespectful to you, you can hold her hands for support and so she doesn't reach back and get them swatted with the belt. Ok?"

Sara lept up and crushed T in a hug. "OHHHHHH T!! I love you too!! I'll help you get through this! When you're all done I promise I'll rub lotion and kiss you all betters too!!"

Even though she knew she was about to have a very sore bum, T couldn't help but laugh at her friend and hug her back. "Thanks Sara, really. Thank you for being my friend."

Chris called Sara back, "OK baby, you're dragging this out for your poor friend. Let's let them finish this up so we can all have a clean slate and a good day."

Sara gave T one more kiss on her forehead and then sat back down with her Daddy.

J stood up and T took a deep breath. "OK young lady. Arms up please."

T lifted her arms and her Daddy pulled the little nighty up over her head. T watched as her Daddy sat back down and slowly looked up to her eyes. She knew he could see every part of her, and so could her friends. She felt so vulnerable.

"Baby, I'm glad you understand why you're being punished today, and I'm proud of you for accepting the consequences for your reprehensible actions this morning. That doesn't change the fact that I'm very disappointed in you. You know better than to act the way you did. You're in for a very long hard licking, young lady."

J pulled T by the wrist over his knees. Her hair tumbled down around her face. And although her hands were planted firmly on the ground her feet lifted up as J positioned her bottom exactly where he needed it.

And suddenly it started. The first swat came down hard on her upturned bottom and as it always did, it stung so much more than she remembered. J didn't give her time to process the pain, he just kept a steady pace of firm, hard slaps raining down all over her bum, sit spots, and upper thighs.

From the first spank on, T was bawling. "Ugh, Ung OW! OW! DADDY! OW! PLEASE! OW!" But nothing she said even made the slightest difference to J, he was going to make sure that this lesson stuck. "I." SWAT "Swear." SWAT "If." SWAT "You." SWAT "EVER!" SWAT SWAT SWAT "Behave." SWAT "The way you did this morning." SWATSWATSWATSWAT "This spanking will feel like a love tap!"

T wailed. "OWWWWWW!! DADDYYYYYY! I'M SOOOOOOOORYYYYYYY!!"

J kept up the swats for a good 3 or 4 minutes. Until T's formerly pale white bum and thighs were an angry dark red and he could feel the heat coming off her.

When the hand spanking finally finished T cried over her Daddy's lap for a little bit before he tugged her up.

"Princess, I want you to stand in the corner now. I want you to be one full step back and I want your nose touching the corner. Hands on your lower back. And don't even think about rubbing the sting out of your bottom that I worked so hard to put there. Am I understood?"

T hiccuped and cried "yyy yyyes ssirr."

T got in the uncomfortable position and slowly caught her breath and got her crying under control. Her bottom burned something fierce and as time wore on her lower back and the thighs began to burn with the effort of staying in position.

J sat on the couch and quietly chatted with Chris. Sara was absolutely rapt and didn't say a word though. She knew how much that spanking must have hurt, but she couldn't help but squirm in her seat as the wetness spread from between her legs. Sara knew her friend was hurting and felt guilty for getting so wet, but there was just something about bearing witness to a spanking like this that pushed all her buttons.

Finally, J took a drink of water and walked over to T standing in the corner. Her legs were quivering with effort and she was panting. "T," he whispered so only she could hear, "you were very good, and you took your hand spanking like a good girl. But I am nowhere near finished with you little miss. I promise that I am going to wear your little bare bum out with that bath brush, so help me God."

J took ahold of T's ear and dragged her back over to the chair. "OWWWWWW! DADDY!" She cried out as he tumbled her back over his lap. J picked up the brush and firmly ordered her with a simple "Hand, young lady."

T wailed as she reached back to allow him to hold her hand tight to her lower back and pinned her legs with one of his. "DADDYYYYYY NO OOOOHHH!!"

J wasted no time. He paddled T's upturned bottom with heavy swats over and over and over. T was wailing, it hurt so much and although she tried to squirm away, she was held firm by her Daddy's strong grip. From the first swat, angry purple welts formed on her thighs and bum and her skin had raised little white bumps around the marks. T was really loud as she screamed for her Daddy to "PLEASE!! PLEASE STOP!! IT HURTS SO BAD DADDY!! OWWWWWW!!"

J made sure to keep this one short. Only a good solid 2 full minutes of hard steady slaps with the brush. But to T it felt like an eternity. Finally he stopped, but it took T a good 5 minutes to calm down. J picked her up and hugged her. "ok baby. Back to the corner please. Stand up straight this time, Ok?"

T hiccuped a hasty "yyyes ssss ssirr." And stood in the corner with her hands on her head.

Sara was practically vibrating when J sat down on the couch with them. Her hands were clasped together between her thighs and she was slowly rolling her hips around in circles. Chris gave J a knowing look and glanced towards T in the corner. J looked at T, and then at Sara's glazed, unfocused stare as she bit her lower lip. He smiled at Chris and nodded.

"Sara, could you look at me please?" J said.

Sara's head whipped to J and she snapped her hands our the from between her legs and her face went bright red. "Sorry uncle J! WwWhat did you say?"

J smiled at her. "Sara, you're Daddy and I couldn't help but notice that you seem a little distracted? Is there something you would like to tell us before you help your friend?"

Sara looked at the floor. "I'm sorry uncle J. I just can't help my body."

J frowned, "Baby, you don't have to apologize for a thing. For some people a spanking, even a punishment spanking can be an intensly erotic experience. Now, don't worry, me and your Daddy will help you a little bit later. But we want to check something first, Ok?"

Sara bit her lip and nodded.

"Ok Sara, could you open your legs for me?" J asked.

Sara blushed even more. She slowly open her knees. Her light grey pyjama bottoms were absolutely soaked through and there was a large dark wet spot between her legs betraying her.

J continued. "Sara, are you going to be able to help your friend, or do you think you're too excited?"

"Uncle J," she said "I promise I'll be able to help, but after, I'm going to need to take T to the bedroom for some special little girl time so I can make her feel better. Will that be okay?"

J smiled and agreed wholeheartedly.

Then he got a grim look on his face. "well, I think we should finish this up. No sense dragging this out for little T any longer."

J moved the chair out of the way and placed a small bench in its place, about the size of an ottoman or a piano bench. He called T over and hugged her tight. "Almost done little one. This belt is going to drive the message home. I want you to remember how Sara felt this morning and why she felt that way. You're very lucky to have a friend like her and I hope we won't have to repeat this lesson. Ok?"

T nodded "Yes Sir. I'm really sorry for everything."

"I know you are princess."

J had Sara sit down in front of the bench and helped T up on to it on her knees. He leaned T way over so her hands were between Sara's legs, and Sara held her hands there as well. Then he made sure T's knees were on the very edge of the bench on either side, this spread her wide open exposing her lewdly up in the air and ensuring that the belt would snap and get the sensitive spots between her thighs as well.

Chris couldn't believe the color of T's bottom. Bright blue and purple bruises mixed in with the dark crimson all over, and the way she was presented with her knees spread apart and bottom up in the air was very arousing. He had to adjust himself a couple times while watching Sara prepare to hold her friend's hands.

J said "Prepare yourself young lady. I'm going to strap you with my belt until I'm sure that you've learned this lesson and it's really sunk in. This belt is going to hurt a lot, princess. And you're going to want to reach back and rub. But, Sara is going to hold your hands between her legs so you can't. I want you to look at her, T. Look at the little girl helping you get through this and remember the way you treated her. You know that both of you are so special to me and I will not tolerate the kind of disrespectful behaviour you displayed this morning. Do you understand?"

T wailed "YESSSSSSSS Daddy! I'M SORRY!"

J didn't wait for her to calm down or take a breath or prepare. He simply began brining the leather belt down on T's unprotected bottom, over and over. The strokes were quite hard and Sara winced every time the loud snap was drowned out by her friend's cries.

"DADDY NOOOO! OWWWWW! PLEASE! OWWWWW! IT HURTS SO BAD! IMMMMM SOOOORRRRYYY!

J made sure that the tip of the belt where it folded over snapped down on the inside of T's thighs and he was sure a few of the strokes hit the very sensitive lips between her legs. He knew that this was one of the more severe strappings he'd ever put his little girl through, but he needed her to be sure that she'd never again pull a stunt like she had this morning.

Sara pulled her friend's hands in tight between her legs. She was shivering with need and although every time the belt loudly snapped down she jumped a little, she was sure T could feel the wet warmth between her legs. In fact there was no possible way she could miss it. Yeah, she was obviously preoccupied at the moment, but Sara realized that she was actually literally soaked from her crotch just about to her knees and T's hands were slipping in between them. Sara gripped her friend's wrists a little tighter and whispered in T's ear, "Almost there sweetheart. You earned this, and you're taking it so well. I'm here for you."

J saw Sara tighten her grip and decided it was time to finish this up. He laid the last 5 strokes as hard as he could on the tops of T's thighs and laid the belt down. T sobbed and wailed, but J quickly scooped her up and held her close and rocked her back and forth. "Shhhh, all done now baby. All done. Clean slate."

J looked over to Sara, "Sara, hunny, could you please pass me those pull ups?"

Fascinated, she complied as J stood T up between his legs.

"Step in now sweetie."

T blushed bright red but resting her hands on her Daddy's shoulder, she stepped one foot in the crinkly, little girl, underpants and then the other. J tugged them up her legs and T couldn't help but wince when he pulled them up over her bottom.

"OK T, and you too Sara. Listen carefully." J Said. "T, please explain to us all what your rules are when you wear these please. I know it's your first time in them, but I want to make sure that you and your friend understand the rules now."

T's cheeks were on fire and she groaned. Then, whispering she continued. "Ummm, well..."

J interrupted. "T, loud enough for everyone to hear, please."

T took a deep breath and started over. "I'm not allowed to use the potty without asking for help first. I may wet in the pull ups if I tell Daddy when I'm doing it. I'm not allowed to take the pull ups off without Daddy's help. Whenever I'm using the potty, I have to announce when I'm going and the," T got even redder, "and the pee is coming out."

"Good girl. Ok, Sara, you understand the rules too?"

Sara nodded and took T's hand. T hugged her Daddy tight, she got up and also gave her uncle Chris and Sara a kiss and a thank you and held Sara's hand right back. Sara looked to uncle J and he smiled and nodded and Sara led her friend upstairs.