“I know baby it’s okay, I’ll explain that too.”
I hesitantly stood next to him as he sat up on the bed and dangled his legs over the edge. He grabbed me by the waist and flung me over his lap sideways again in the spanking position. He lifted my skirt.
“Katrina, you’re wearing panties again?”
“I had to put them on to go to confession…”
He began rubbing my cheeks slowly at first until I was relaxed and then, “WHAP!” The first spanking hit me hard. I whimpered. Then two, then three. I whimpered louder each time, getting hotter and hotter. He then pulled my panties down over my lumps and rubbed my butt again, relaxing me. Then he spanked my bare bottom again. This instantly made me wetter than before, even….
“You were right to not wear panties anymore, sweetie. These ones are already soaked. Now… I’m going to show you what cummies are or what cumming means….” He lightly touched my pussy lips…. Stroking them back and forth, spreading the juices all over them, making me wet everywhere down there. It felt so, so good. I sighed a little.
“I’m going to enter you now, baby. Stay relaxed.” He slid one finger between my lips and began sliding it in and out in and out… Over and over again…
I began mewling beneath his touch, dripping pussy juices down my leg.
“Faster” I breathed. And he picked up pace.
“You’ll only need one this time but next time we’ll try for two.”
“Mmmmm yes Daddy…. Please!!!” I didn’t know what I was begging for but I wanted more….
Suddenly I got my wish. My body tensed and I released everything, all the tension I’d been holding in for years, it felt like. All the cum, all the wetness, I could feel it squirting out of me like a fountain and hitting the bed… he slowed his pace and I went limp. He resumed rubbing my butt cheeks, relaxing me further.
“Good girl…”
My pussy twitched.
“Thank you, Daddy.”
“Does that feel better now, baby girl?”
“Yes, Daddy so so so much better!!!”
“Alright go clean yourself up and get ready for dinner. We’ll resume this tomorrow.”
I stood slowly and turned to walk out…
“Daddy?”
“Yes?”
“What about on the weekends?”
“You’ll have to wait through the weekend, baby girl. We can only do this after school days.”
I whined as I walked away.
“No whining, baby girl. You’ll be okay once you get used to everything.”
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