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Punished Hard

So I did something stupid and Daddy punished me hard. 

I was going out with friends for the night and Daddy told me to have only one drink because I was driving home after. Needless to say, I didn’t listen. I had more than one drink and instead of calling Daddy for a ride home, I decided to drive myself. When Daddy asked me the next day, I confessed and told him that I drove while drunk. He wasn’t very happy and told me that I could expect a very sore bottom the next time we met up (which was going to be the same night). 

Daddy picked me up and we went to his place and he immediately steered me into the bedroom where the bed restraints were set up. He made me undress and pushed me onto my back and strapped me down. I was now spread on the bed, completely naked while Daddy was completely clothed. He told me that I was going to have nipple clamps put on me for 5 mins, clothes pegs on my pussy for 5 mins and then I was going to get a total of 50 spanks with the riding crop and the wooden spoon. 

Now all these things, I absolutely hate. My nipples are very very very sensitive and having clamps on them feels horrible. And the wooden spoon is my nemesis. I begged and pleaded but Daddy didn’t budge. He clamped me, started the timer and sat in between my legs and began flicking the clamps. I was howling. I was ready to promise Daddy anything under the sun if he would just take it off. 

Unfortunately, my punishment wasn’t over just yet. I still had a spanking to go. Daddy untied me and then flipped me over and strapped me down again. My poor bum was at Daddy’s mercy. Now for many, 50 spanks may not be a whole lot, but Daddy works in the uniformed services and has very strong hands and arms. Daddy rubbed and squeezed my bum for a few mins while asking me to repeat what I had done wrong. He then started raining fire on my bum. I was being made to count the spanks and in between I was howling. 

Once the count reached 50, Daddy stopped spanking me and gently rubbed my bum. He then slid his fingers into my pussy and obviously I was wet. He continued circling and rubbing but didn’t allow me to cum. Daddy then spread my sore and stinging bum cheeks and held me like that. It felt so good and so bad all at the same time. I felt so exposed, vulnerable and completely in subspace. Daddy pushed a finger into my bum and began finger fucking me. Daddy was a lot more rough this time and was punishing my bumhole as well. 

As I write this with Daddy sitting next to me, I’m a well-spanked, well-punished, inside and out, little girl who now knows never to drive drunk (hopefully ;)). 

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Trying Something New

Daddy and I both wanted to try anal stuff and one evening we did. Daddy was giving me a massage because my shoulders hurt and I was lying on my tummy in utter bliss. Soon Daddy’s hands began creeping down towards my bum and soon my cheeks were also being massage and that felt sooooo good. I knew this was going to lead to sex and I was right. Daddy pulled off his clothes and to my surprise settled back down on my legs. I started to rise but Daddy pushed my back down and told me to stay still. Oh, I absolutely love when Daddy orders me order around like that. Turns me on so much. I was pretty soaking wet at this point. Daddy gently rubbed his fingers on my clit and slid a finger into my pussy. He moved his finger around for a few mins and then pulled out. He spread my cheeks and I squeezed my cheeks. Daddy swatted me hard and I loosened my cheeks. He started to gently move his fingers around my bumhole and I was feeling so vulnerable. He pushed one finger in a little bit and oh god it felt SO GOOD! I wanted more but I was feeling horribly shy that Daddy had a finger in my bum. I love that feeling where I want more but I also don’t.

He moved his finger in and out and stopped a few times to collect my pussy juices as a lubricant. Oh it felt heavenly to have Daddy’s finger in my bum. He kept moving it in and out and then added a finger into my pussy. I came pretty quick after that. Daddy pulled out his fingers and pushed his big hard cock into my pussy and fucked me hard. 

I am definitely into anal stuff and I’m happy Daddy is too. 

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My First Ever Punishment

It happened. I finally received my first ever punishment from Daddy two days ago. After being a brat all day to Daddy, he finally snapped and told me that I pushed one time to many and I was going to get punished in the evening when we met up. Oooh this was exciting. I hadn’t been punished in any way for years and I was excited to see what was going to happen. I can admit that I was being a brat on purpose to see how much I could push Daddy and at what point he would stop me. I love to push and see how much Daddy will let me get away with! 

Fast forward through the workday and then comes the evening. Daddy picks me up from my place and we grab dinner. All throughout dinner, he keeps giving me these wicked looks and my panties were getting soaked. Soon we were on our way to his place. We entered and he orders to me into the bedroom while he grabs some water and snacks for after. He comes in and starts helping me undress and then tips me over onto my tummy. He tells me that I’m going to get 20 spanks for being a brat all day despite all the warnings he gave me. Daddy told me I was going to get 10 with his hand and 10 with the crop. By this point, Daddy had given me a lot of fun spankings and I knew what those felt like. I have a pretty high pain tolerance and I thought I could take it. I was wrong. 

I was lying flat on my tummy with my bum in the air and he was kneeling next to me. Daddy asked if I was ready and then crashed into big, heavy hand into my poor soft bum. Needless to say, it fucking hurt. The fun spankings I got from Daddy? Turns out he hadn’t been using even quarter of the strength that he was using when punishing me. By 5 smacks, I was howling and begging for Daddy to stop. He grabbed my hands to stop me from covering my bum and continued spanking me. He stopped at 10 and asked me if I was learning my lesson. I most definitely was. Daddy then picked up the crop and brought it down on my tender and sore bum. After the 10 smacks, Daddy stopped and asked if I was going to stop being a brat and be a good girl. By this point, I was ready to promise Daddy anything if he would just stop spanking me. Daddy made me stay on my tummy with my bum in the air for 5 mins before he let me turn over. Daddy still wouldn’t let me rub the sting away. It made me feel so vulnerable and exposed to have my punished bum sticking up in the air like that and Daddy knew that. 

We then had awesome, glorious sex and Daddy let me rub my bumcheeks. We then cuddled, ate candy and watched Harry Potter. 

It felt good to be taken into hand like that and being held accountable. It felt good knowing that Daddy wouldn’t let me get away with being a brat. It felt good knowing that no matter how much I howled and wailed, Daddy would see the punishment through. It felt good knowing that after the punishment, I was forgiven. It felt good having Daddy take care of me after punishing me and making sure I was fine. Thank you Daddy! 

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My First Ever Post

For the most part, this is going to be a space for me to ramble about the sexual things I’m interested in and doing currently with my partner. He doesn’t know that I like to write and this is the way I compartmentalize a lot of my life. Easiest way for me to figure stuff out. Plus, it will be nice to look back on it a couple of years from now and see the progression and growth. 

A little background: 

I met my current partner via a very unlikely source and we mainly chatted via an anonymous chatting app about two weeks. He was funny and into a lot of the stuff I am. The biggest reason I started talking to him was because he mentioned that he was into BDSM which is something that I had dabbled in a few years ago and had liked it. Unfortunately it didn’t work out with my then partner and after that none of my partner were ever into anything BDSM. So when this guy said he was into it, I wanted to see where this would go. We chatted and really hit it off and he genuinely cared about me other than all the sex stuff that we talked about. He wanted something long-term with the potential for marriage and stuff and frankly, I’m good with that. We met up for coffee about 2 weeks after chatting and we didn’t want the date to end so we decided to go for dinner. It was a good time and we met up twice more in the same week. On our fourth time meeting, we decided to go back to his place. Fun. In the meantime, we also talked extensively about our sexual experiences and what we like and don’t like and other things that we would like to try. 

Fast forward a couple of weeks and I finally gathered up the courage to tell him that I lean towards the DD/lg side of BDSM more than the “traditional” Dom/Sub dynamic. He was completely on board with this news as he himself was a Daddy Dom and was waiting for the right moment to tell me. WooHoo! 

That was the back story. I’m mainly going to be posting about stuff that we’ve done and other stuff that I would love to try.