No TV (A story written for Andrew)

I would be on the couch playing Nintendo and you would say it's time for me to start my homework. I would say I'm coming but after the third time you have to call me you get angry. You take the remote from me and give me a smack on the back of my hand saying "That's enough TV" I pout up at you grumpily and you can see I'm not sorry, just annoyed.

You pull me by the wrist to the dining room table. You tell me I'm going to get a spanking for being disobedient. I turn soft like a dolly and drag my feet asking you not to punish me and that I'll be good now, I promise!

You look down at me seriously and shake your head, then you bend me forward over the dining room table, pushing my head down on to it with my palms flat on it too. I make a sooky sound as I feel you pull up my light cotton dress to reveal my little girl panties. The air is cool on my bare skin.

You put your hand on the small of my back to protect it and then tell me you're going to to give me 10 slaps with the ruler for not doing my homework when I was told. You pull it back straight away and before I can let out a cry of protest you smack me. Then again and again, systematically covering my tiny botton with pretty lines from the nasty ruler. I cry out every time it comes down again even though you did it over my panties I still make a fuss because it stings so bad. After 5 smacks you do give it a rub and then after the tenth you rub my tushy more and whisper in my ear that I was a bad little thing and I deserved to be punished. I whimper and nod my head sadly.

When you're done you pull me up off the table and wrap your big Daddy arms around me. You kiss the top of my head while I rub my own bottom and run my fingers over the little red lines that you made that will remind me to be good from now on. You motion for me to sit in my chair where I always do my homework. I obey you but then jump up as soon as my bum touches the seat. "Ow!" I cry out. "I'm too sore to sit."  You look at me warily, thinking this might just be another ploy to get out of my homework. "Let me see your tush, Sweetie" you say and pull me closer and turn me around then drop my panties to my ankles. "Hmm, yes. I think you need something soft to sit on while you work. Come with me."

You lead me to the couch and I follow, mouth agape. I was hoping you would sit me on you lap or at least give me a pillow to sit on. Instead you're getting the 'changing kit' and laying down a colourful changing pad for me to lay on. My face wrinkles up and I say "Noooo I dont need THAT. That's for babies." You ignore me and lay me down and lift up my legs first cleaning up my runny girl place, which had gotten quite excited by my spanking with the ruler.

Then you put a fat diaper on me and turn me over so I'm on my belly. You give me a pat on my padded behind to check it's nice and thick. "There that's better" you tell me, "now you can sit on your spanked rear and not whine about it hurting." I open my mouth to tell you I hate it and you just pop a pacifier into my red mouth and tell me you've heard enough from me for one afternoon. Then you pick me up easily under my arms and carry me to my seat where you plop me down. "Now I don't want to hear another thing from you till your finished your homework, understand?"

I look up at you with the dummy in my mouth and just nod obediently.