Spring Fever Daddies
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Finally, I stopped. Her back shook, but she wasn’t crying. I held up my hand to Mitch, indicating that I needed a minute, and rubbed soft circles over the reddened skin of her bottom and then over her lower back to comfort her, doing so until the shaking ceased and her breathing returned to normal.
“Good girl,” I whispered. “You’re doing so good.”
The up and down motion of her head was frantic and emphatic. “I’m really sorry! I won’t ever be irresponsible like that again. I was stubborn and stupid, and I should have called somebody here. I learned my lesson. Please, can we be done now?”
“Oh no, baby girl,” I answered. “We’re just getting started. Mitch hasn’t even had his turn yet, and you haven’t gotten your first taste of the hairbrush.”
“ I don’t need it,” she whined. “ I promise I don’t. I’ll be good.”
“You do need it. You need a thorough and long bare bottom hairbrush spanking, and that’s what you are going to get.”
She whimpered again, but her body relaxed, easing into a position of acceptance and readiness.
Moving my hands out of the way, I held tightly to her waist and nodded at Mitch to begin.
The first stroke of the hairbrush cracked down hard in the center of her left butt cheek. She let out an unholy shriek and arched up off the pillows. If I hadn’t had a firm grip on her waist, she might have lifted off the bed completely
“Oh my God. Oh my God, oh my God.” Her cries were rushed together and frantic, and she scrambled against my grip, grabbing my hand and squeezing. It meant I had to loosen my grip a bit, but that was fine. Mitch was perfectly capable of doing his own work.
Mitch
I always felt more self-conscious administering a spanking or any form of punishment with Brody in the room.
It was just one of those things, knowing that, at any moment, the words I spoke could be words he had once said to me while taking a brush or some other implement to my ass.
But really, some things about spanking naughty bottoms were just universal. The similarities couldn’t be helped.
I couldn’t close my mouth, just because I felt self-conscious of what I might say. Lecturing during a spanking was too important of a tool in getting the message across. I couldn’t close my eyes, either, unfortunately, because I needed to see my target. Spankings had to be administered to just the right area. Not higher and not lower. Especially when using a harsh implement like a hairbrush.
So I turned slightly, to cut Brody out of my peripheral vision, and hyper focused on her ass, not allowing myself to see anything other than it, my hand, and the implement in it.
For the first ten blows to her already pink bottom, I let the hairbrush do my talking for me, eking out my displeasure on her ass while I gathered my thoughts.
Finally, I spoke, making sure to bring the brush down just a little bit harder as I did so, spacing out the swats and using them to punctuate and emphasize my points. “It was only yesterday that you said you wanted Daddies and everything that came with it, and that’s exactly what you’ve got now. That doesn’t change just because of an emotional day. My mistakes don’t give you permission to go out and make bigger mistakes of your own, little girl. Putting yourself in a situation that could potentially endanger your life just because you are angry is simply unacceptable.”
“I know! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! Please stop! I’ll never do it again.” The crack of the hairbrush coincided with her desperate wail.
She had reached the stage of pleading, but she was not yet where she needed to be. Getting her there could very well break my heart if she didn’t break soon. Besides the occasional wail of pain and pleaded apology, she was uncharacteristically stoic.
“I know you’re sorry, little one. I know you think you’ll never do it again, but it’s my job to make sure that’s true.”
April remained silent. The tensing of her shoulders was the only indication that she had heard me.
No matter, if everything I knew about spankings was true, she was about to be a lot less controlled.
Shifting slightly, I moved my aim lower. The first stinging smack of hard wood against her sit spots broke her silence.
“Oww!” Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Owwww!” I spanked fast, and she reacted to every swat.
“Regardless of my own mistakes, Brody and I care about you deeply. We would be beside ourselves if anything happened to you.” I punctuated this with a hard swat on each side and waited for a reaction. Nothing.
“Baby girl.” Brody took the brush from my hand and rested it on the angry red skin of her backside. “Mitch wasn’t blameless in this, with the way he spoke to you, but he deserves to have his say about your behavior just as much as I do. He cares about you, and he is your Daddy, too.”
I finally heard the telltale sounds of a person struggling not to cry, and her shoulders shook slightly as she tried to hold it in.
“Believe me when I say, little one, that we don’t treat each other like that, and Mitchell will be paying for his actions, later tonight. But, holding onto anger, instead of accepting responsibility, is only hurting you. I know how to make a spanking get through, baby girl, and I know that sometimes it’s harder than others, but I won’t give up until I know you get what you need to move on. So keep being stubborn. Ultimately, the only one getting hurt here, at the moment, is you. I can guarantee it won’t take me this long to get through to Mitch, later. He already feels awful about what he said and did. But this, right now, isn’t about him. It’s about you, your poor decisions and loose inhibitions, and putting yourself in dangerous situations. And that’s all it is about.” He spanked sporadically throughout his speech, and the gradual change was amazing to watch. Slowly, her shoulders relaxed, her back sagged, and she began to cry. When he finally finished speaking, the damn finally broke.
“I’m going to give the brush back to Mitch now, and he’s going to finish up your spanking. Ten more and you will count them.”
I administered the final ten as quickly as I could, pausing only long enough for her to count through her sobs.
When she hit ten, the brush clattered to the floor, and she propelled herself off the pillows and into my arms.
“I’m sorry,” she sobbed. “I’m sorry.”
“Me, too, little one. Me, too. It was one bad day. Let’s move on now and put it all behind us, moving forward.”
She pulled back and searched my eyes. “But, but…” Her lip trembled. “I didn’t mean to get you in trouble.”
Oh my goodness. She was utterly adorable with her tear stained face, red bottom, and shaking lips, worrying about my fate.
I kissed her on her trembling mouth. “Oh, honey, you didn’t. And don’t you worry about me. Brody is right. I need to be punished for my actions, just as much as you did. It’s only fair. Besides, he’s right about something else, too. It won’t take him nearly as long to get through to me. I don’t intend to be half as stubborn.”
She laughed then and kissed me, while Brody wrapped his arms around us both.
“I’m sorry, Daddies,” she whispered.
“Did you…” I pulled back and frowned at her quizzically. “You don’t have to, little one. Not until you’re ready “
“I know.” She grinned. “I’m beginning as I intend to finish. With you two as my Daddies. Perfectly imperfect and just right for me.”
The End
Rayanna Jamison
Rayanna Jamison has always dreamed of becoming an author. She credits a big move from Oregon to Utah in 2013 as the catalyst that finally began her writing career. She now lives in Southern Utah with her husband, two children, two dogs, and her mother. She writes what she loves to read, which is fun romantic stories about submission in its many forms. When she is not writing, she enjoys reading, cooking, crafting, and shopping, and that's just in her spare time. When the kids and husband are home, she can be found baking with her daughter, watching her son and his friends, and hosting neighborhood block parties. She loves explorin
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